Afraid of oversleeping and unable to wake up the man next to him, Chi Huan stayed awake and silently leaned on Mo Shiqian's chest, adjusting his breathing very steadily and entering a meditative state -
This is somewhat similar to the real state of falling asleep.
Not only did Mo Shiqian not sleep at all last night, but he also barely got any solid rest in the hospital last night. He was exhausted physically and mentally, and finally fell back to sleep in a familiar bedroom and a familiar bed.
There was also a woman who was so familiar and reassuring that he naturally slept a little deeper than usual.
Chi Huan lay under the quilt and checked the time on his phone several times. It was only a little after one in the morning, then he carefully and slowly moved out of his arms like a snail, took out the quilt, got out of bed, and then Walking out of the bedroom with bare feet on the carpet—
After leaving the door, I waited at the door for nearly five minutes to confirm that the man had not woken up. Then I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't even dare to wake up Li Ma, and went downstairs holding the phone in hand.
While in the living room, he sent Fengxing a text message.
Look at the words sent successfully...
Inexplicably, I felt like I was having an affair, with a male friend.
Almost only a second passed, and the text message was answered instantly.
It was snowing but not raining outside. Chi Huan put a large cotton coat in the cloakroom, wrapped it up and went out directly.
There was a lamp burning high in the corner of the door of the villa. The light was dim. In this snowy night, it was lonely and beautiful.
There was a Pagani parked outside the black carved iron door. The car was covered with a thin layer of snow and it looked like it had been parked for a long time.
As soon as she approached the door, Feng Xing opened the door and got out of the car.
Chi Huan reached out to open the door.
"Okay, stop it, let's just say that."
The iron gate does not affect communication anyway. If the security system is disturbed by opening the door in the middle of the night, it will be in vain.
Chi Huan wrapped up his coat and asked, "Why did you call me out so late?"
Feng Xing's face was very pale, but he must have been cold for a long time. There was a cigarette that had just been lit on his lips. He reached out and took a small paper package from the pocket of his coat and handed it to him through the iron door.
Chi Huan frowned and didn't answer, "What is this?"
He took off his cigarette and said calmly, "A special sleeping pill that can help you sleep for a long time. You can find a way to add it to breakfast and let him take it in the morning."
Chi Huan looked at the medicine bag, then at Feng Xing, pursed his lips and said, "You want to go to Mexico for him?"
"Um."
She shook her head, "He won't agree."
Feng Xing squinted his eyes and sneered, "He agreed that I still need to take medicine?"
The street lights stretched their figures, and he said calmly, "Shi Qian didn't tell you, but you should also know how dangerous this matter is. It would be best to bring Mu Xi back. If anything happens temporarily, What's wrong... He's injured now, so many things are inconvenient."
Chi Huan pursed his lips, "Lawrence won't let anything really happen to him..."
"So he was injured first, and then Mu Xi was kidnapped. Do you think Lawrence arranged it casually?" He flicked the ashes from his cigarette and sneered, "Because he knew I would definitely go for him."
"Can't you guys come together?"
He raised his eyebrows slightly, "When you were kidnapped and your father paid the ransom, did you take anyone with you?"
"But… "
Feng Xing interrupted her directly, "No but, Chi Huan, if you don't want him to die, you must take this medicine."
She bit her lip, "Is it so dangerous?"
He smiled lightly, "If it wasn't dangerous, he might just let me go."
Because of the danger, I had to go alone.
Chi Huan took a step back. Her mind was confused, a little panicked, and a little entangled, but she still subconsciously refused, "No... no, if something happens to you, he will be in more pain than if something happened to you."
It is impossible to say that she is unwavering.
Danger is one thing, but the problem now is not danger, but... He was still seriously injured.
She was more afraid of Mo Shiqian getting hurt than anyone else, let alone dying.
She couldn't even think about it.
But how could someone like Mo Shiqian be willing to let his brother face such a dangerous situation for him
Feng Xing took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled, "Even if he is really going to die... do you think who is more likely to die, me or him?"
Of course it was Mo Shiqian, no need to think about it.
he got hurt.
Chi Huan didn't speak or take the medicine bag in his hand. He licked his lips, feeling complicated and confused inside.
"Not to mention that he is injured now, I know those people who are outside the law better than he does... When he went to Stanford, I was in the underworld. During the years when he was your bodyguard, I was there most of the time. When dealing with those things, I am also in contact with them. Compared with me, he is on the right track most of the time, so I am better at dealing with human traffickers than him."
Mo Shiqian studied law and business administration. He could wander around the law and even use the law. It depends on human nature and he is better at dealing with the crooked businessmen in the mall.
But people in the underworld...especially people traffickers or drug dealers, they step on the edge of the knife and live under the gunpoint. If they are caught, they will die. They have a kind of ruthlessness in their bones... because there is no way out.
"Chi Huan, no matter from every aspect, in this situation, I am more suitable than him to go."
"But if something happens to you..."
"No ifs," he held a cigarette in his mouth with one hand in his trouser pocket, looking a little careless, and interrupted her casually but decisively, "Nothing will happen to me."
… … …
Morning.
For the first time, Chi Huan woke up earlier than Mo Shiqian.
After he finished washing and slowly went downstairs, he found the woman making breakfast in the kitchen and had already made it.
"You're down. I'm about to go up and help you up."
Mo Shiqian's time has always been regular and easy to control.
Her long hair was tied into a bun, revealing a small and fair face.
The man lowered his eyes and looked at her soft brows, "Why are you up so early?"
Chi Huan lowered her eyebrows, stepped sideways and hugged his arm, leaning her head on it. In this position, he couldn't clearly see the expression on her face.
"I went to bed early and slept well with you by my side, so I woke up very early. I made porridge. Can you drink some?"
Hearing this, he picked up her hands and inspected them carefully, confirming that there were no other new injuries except yesterday's band-aid, then he smiled softly and said, "You boiled it yourself, can you not eat it?"
"Well, no."
Because the porridge just came out of the pot was very hot, Chi Huan had already served it.
"You sit down and I'll bring it over."
"Well, don't burn it."
Chi Huan turned around and entered the kitchen, walking to the bowl of porridge placed on the sink.
The glutinous rice porridge is still steaming.