YOYO immediately cheered, and then I tried to open my eyes, only to feel a little dizzy, I tried to sit up, but after trying twice, I felt that the strength in my body seemed to be emptied at once, and when I sat up, I was a little dizzy a feeling of…
I feel my body getting hot!
"Wound infection!"
I immediately realized the problem!
I have been running around and tired these days, and my body is already very tired. But yesterday I ran away desperately, and after being shot, I jumped into the stinking river by myself, which consumed a lot of energy, and my body could no longer support it... At the same time, the wound must have been infected!
Even though I changed my meds before bed last night...
"You have a fever." The mixed-race beauty walked to me gently, with guilt in her eyes: "I'm sorry, you were hurt, I shouldn't have let you sleep here last night."
I coughed and said lightly, "I'm thirsty and want to drink some water." As soon as I opened my mouth, I was a little stunned, my voice was hoarse.
"Lie down." Her voice was gentle and firm, she gently pressed me down, then took a wet towel and gently covered my forehead.
She took another cup and fed me a few sips of water with a spoon.
The water was sweet as if it had added sugar.
My mind is a little clearer now, and my first reaction is to be vigilant!
Originally, I came to her house after "kidnapping" her. At the beginning of yesterday, I also subdued her with violent and strong means... But now... when I am weak, will she...
Looking into my eyes, the mixed-race beauty smiled, and she whispered, "Don't worry, I won't call the police."
I took a breath, closed my eyes for a while and thought for a while, the towel on my forehead was quickly heated by my hot forehead, and I felt a little uncomfortable. I raised my hand and took the towel off, then gritted my teeth, cheered up, and sat up again :"what time is it?"
"It's still early." The mixed-race beauty still had a very gentle expression on her face: "Take some medicine, it's anti-inflammatory."
I nodded, but refused her offer of water, took the glass myself, and swallowed the pill she handed me.
My body was soft, and I began to worry about my situation. Obviously, there is no deterrent to the mixed-race beauty... It's not that I don't trust her... It's just...
Humph, I've seen too many betrayals and being betrayed!
Soon, there were only the two of us left at home again. Although YOYO cared about me very much, she was kicked out of the house by her sister early in the morning.
"Don't worry, I just told my sister, don't tell outsiders that there is a guest living in our house." The mixed-race beauty saw the doubt in my eyes.
I sighed in relief, "Thank you."
"You..." She hesitated for a moment: "I took off your shirt in the morning... Well, don't doubt it, I just saw that your clothes were wet with sweat, so I wiped your body for you..."
"Oh, thank you."
"You have many scars on your body, they are knife wounds, right?" Her eyes were flickering with timidity.
I smiled, but very forcedly.
Yes, there are more than a dozen scars on my body! These are the "commemorations" left when I was hunted down in Guangzhou.
"You... must have been through something terrible, right?"
Her fingertips lightly slid across my back, and then slowly landed on my shoulder, where there was an ugly scar like a centipede. There was a bit of shock in her eyes, and more of a faint worry.
I glanced at her and said slowly: "These... are lessons."
"lesson?"
I laughed, but the laughter was cold.
"These scars were left a year ago. These scars taught me one thing... Never trust others easily." I said slowly, "These scars were given to me by an elder I trusted very much. .”
"You..." The mixed-race beauty hesitated for a moment, and she couldn't help whispering: "Yan Di... who is it? Is it a girl's name?"
I stared at her suddenly, and the mixed-race beauty couldn't help shrinking back under my staring eyes, and quickly shook her hand and said: "Don't get me wrong... It's just that you called this name when you were asleep..."
my heart trembled...
Yan Di... When I was sleeping, did I really call this name
These days, I really don't know how to think about her... My life now is like walking on a tightrope, full of fighting and killing, life and death... Now, I can still be worthy of that tenderness A girl like water
I smiled wryly, but I heard the mixed-race beauty say softly: "And...Fang Nan, is it also a girl's name?"
Me: "...uh..."
The mixed-race beauty narrowed her eyes. When she smiled, those blue eyes seemed to bend into crescent buds: "You are a very caring man."
I smiled and said nothing.
Then, I couldn't help asking: "Aren't you angry when I treated you like that yesterday?" I smiled bitterly and said, "At least, I'm very weak now. If you want to resist me, I can't help you."
The mixed-race beauty shook her head: "No, you are my hope now." After a pause, she looked at me seriously: "To be honest... I have always thought that you should be a good person."
nice guy
I smiled and sighed.
It seems like every woman I meet, thinks I'm a "nice guy".
However, can a guy who kills and sets fire be considered a "good guy"
"Why do you think so?"
"Because..." Obviously she has completely dispelled her fear of me, this mixed-race beauty looked at me and said with a smile: "You are the first person who came to our nightclub to spend a lot of money without touching any girls .And... you paid me to take me out, but you didn't touch me. Instead, you took me out shopping and invited me to eat snacks from the roadside stalls. In short... I think you should be a good person."
I bite the bullet, deliberately let my voice cool down, and said coldly: "You are wrong, I am not a good person, I am a villain, a complete villain!" Then I stared at her, still very indifferent: "You'd better not ask too much about my affairs! It's not good for you!"
But this time, she didn't seem to be intimidated by my ferocious appearance, instead she looked at me with a smile, and said a word quickly... and this sentence made me break out in a cold sweat!
"Oh... By the way, when you fell asleep, you were still calling another name... Well, who is Jojo? Is it also a girl's name?"
“… ※￥※… ￥※%… ”
I'm really sweating...
jojo?
jojo! ! !
How can it be! How could I call out Jojo's name in my dreams!
I dreamed of Yan Di or Fang Nan, it was because I had some emotional relationship with them... But Qiao Qiao...
impossible! Absolutely impossible!
How could I feel that way about a lesbian...and a "big" woman like Jojo!
I couldn't help thinking of this scene in my mind: Qiao Qiao looked at other girls lewdly with a lewd smile, and then whistled in a standard pervert manner: "Beauty, are you free tonight?"
…
illusion! It must be an illusion! ! Me and Jojo? What a terrible thought! ! That is absolutely impossible! !
I didn't allow myself to think too much, and quickly gave myself a definition: I have a fever and am confused! It must be so!
The half-race beauty ignored my appearance, but walked into the kitchen with a towel.
…
Just when I was losing my mind, I suddenly heard the sound of "bang bang bang bang" slamming the door violently from outside!
My heart suddenly tightened!
The mixed-race beauty in the kitchen also changed her expression, and ran out immediately, giving me a nervous look. I took a deep breath, and my mind was spinning quickly... Are you looking for me? Seems unlikely... as I asked myself without leaving any clues...
At this moment, there was a voice of shouting and cursing outside, speaking in Vietnamese.
It was a man's voice, and more than one!
Hearing the shouting and cursing outside, the mixed-race beauty's face turned pale! She looked at me with some fear, as if she didn't dare to open the door.
I sat up, thinking about it. It doesn't seem to be aimed at me, it may be the girl's trouble.
I struggled to stand up, walked to her side, without saying a word, took out the long and narrow kitchen knife from the kitchen, held it with my back, and put my hands behind my back. I leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, and said steadily, "Are you looking for me?"
She watched my series of movements with the knife, her face became even uglier, and her voice was a little frightened and trembling: "Yes... yes... they are looking for me... they are..."
I patted her face and said slowly, "Open the door first."
The mixed-race beauty looked at me with some hesitation, her eyes were struggling, but she still walked over and opened the door.
As soon as the door was opened by a thread, someone rushed in from outside, knocking the half-race beauty who opened the door backwards and forwards. I pulled her to stand by my side, and then looked at the intruder coldly.
These are three men, they all look young, about 20 years old, not tall, typical Vietnamese thin and small, all wearing shirts with open necklines, wrinkled clothes, and wretched faces malicious.
And in their hands, they were actually carrying iron buckets, which contained paint and brushes...
Others held a thick stack of paper with large letters on it...