Time seemed to stand still, and I didn't know who shouted first: "Are you the manager?"
Qi Beisong immediately came back to his senses, without saying anything, and without even looking at Cheng Ji, he strode to the sofa and offered a cigarette: "I am just, sorry for being so inconsiderate, have a smoke."
"That's not right." The fat man was playing with the gun in his hand. "I know the manager here. He's from my family. He's over 50 years old. How come it's you?"
"Mr. Li is not feeling well today and didn't come. I'm the new vice president and my last name is Qi," said Qi Beisong.
The fat black man was skeptical and put the cigarette in his lips. Qi Beisong bent down and lit it for him.
If this fat guy knew the truth, he would probably brag about it for the rest of his life. Qi Beisong was a wealthy man, but he actually lit a cigarette for a low-class thug like him. This must be a once-in-a-century event.
Qi Beisong looked at the gun and said, "Hey, brother, you bring this with you when you go out to play?"
The fat guy was simply drunk, and he didn't know how to restrain himself even after being scolded. He actually pointed the gun at Qi Beisong, and shot twice with his mouth, looking quite proud.
After Qi Beisong lit a cigarette for the fat man, he lit one for Brother Li.
Young Master Qi's figure and appearance were not only stunning, but also extremely stunning. Brother Li was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.
He looked at Qi Beisong, then at Cheng Ji, and immediately felt that that was a little sweetheart, and this mother was the demon concubine!
But he didn't dare to ask Yao Fei to take off her clothes and dance - the waiters and foremen could bully her at will, scolding her and pinching her was just a way to relieve boredom, but the deputy general manager couldn't do that, otherwise it would be a slap in the face of the boss of the place. The boss behind the scenes of this place has been in the world for decades and is not a simple person.
While everyone's attention was on Qi Beisong, Cheng Ji quickly put on his pants!
Qi Beisong saw him move out of the corner of his eye, and cursed countless times in his heart. Of course, he didn't want to fuck Cheng Ji, but he wanted to crush all these bastards in front of him with a road roller! What would happen next if he didn't break in? It was unimaginable!
A few hours ago, he was at Cheng Ji's house, and Cheng Ji was cooking for him. He felt hot and irritated just by looking at the other's round ankles, and a strange feeling kept running through his heart. He felt it was a crime to look at her a few more times.
Now, the things he was reluctant to look at have been stripped off!
He also lit a cigarette for the target fugitive. Perhaps because he was too dazzling, the guy who had been hiding for ten years did not dare to look him in the face and seemed very polite by being timid.
Qi Beisong glanced at Cheng Ji calmly and said, "What's wrong? Did the kid upset you? If he said or did something wrong, don't blame him, blame me. I'll teach him a lesson when I get home! Don't bother with him, I'll pay for today's bill, everyone have fun!"
Without waiting for the other party to respond, he pulled Lu Xiaofei up from the sofa and said, "Little sister, what's wrong with you? You are a waiter, who allowed you to sit here? Go out and bring a few more boxes of beer!"
Lu Xiaofei will never come back after she leaves, but she doesn’t know Qi Beisong and feels a little stupid.
Qi Beisong urged: "Go quickly!"
Lu Xiaofei started to run, but stopped when he felt sorry for her.
Cheng Ji winked at her and told her to leave quickly.
Qi Beisong shouted again: "Foreman!"
Cheng Ji reacted immediately: "Yes!"
Qi Beisong frowned: "Why are you standing there like an idiot? Go help me carry the wine! I think you two don't want your bonus this month!"
"Why!"
Cheng Ji picked up the shirt from the ground and pulled Lu Xiaofei outside. They were only a few meters away, but they walked so breathtakingly!
The door was only half-open, and at least ten colleagues armed with guns were lying in ambush on both sides of the door, waiting for them to go out.
However, Cheng Ji pushed Lu Xiaofei out the door and turned around decisively: "Boss Qi!"
"What?" Qi Beisong's look of shock and anger was not fake.
Cheng Ji said, "I just had a quarrel with the man in the wine storehouse. I think he won't give me the wine. Can you tell him for me?"
"Can't you see I'm busy?" Qi Beisong said, "Go quickly!"
He couldn't leave. He had to calm the seven people in the private room and ensure Cheng Ji's safe evacuation.
Cheng Ji stood still: "Boss Qi, please help me tell him."
"Go by yourself! If you can't even do such a small thing, how did I teach you?"
"Mr. Qi, I..."
Qi Beisong was furious, really furious. He left Brother Li and walked quickly towards Cheng Ji, raising his arm as if to push him: "How dare you disobey me?"
Cheng Ji's eyes flashed, and he suddenly grabbed his wrist, opened the door and threw him out!
At the same time, the fat black man fired several shots, and one bullet hit Cheng Ji's thigh!
It was then that he realized that the gun in the fat man's hand was not a real gun at all, but a replica gun, in other words, an air gun with a certain degree of lethality! It was filled with metal bullets!
He, a special police officer in two lifetimes; Lu Xiaofei, a frontline unit gun specialist, the two of them were suppressed by a replica gun for so long, if this got out, it would probably make the entire Hongcheng public security system laugh! !
It was too late for him to say anything, so he shrank and hid behind the door.
His colleagues rushed in and threw a tear gas bomb into the room.
Smoke rose and Cheng Ji was pulled out by his colleagues. Finally, he fell into the arms of a man who was wearing a gaudy and gaudy floral suit.
Qi Beisong held Cheng Ji's face and asked anxiously, "Are you hurt? Where are you hurt?"
Although Cheng Ji dodged quickly, he was also irritated by the smoke. Tears rolled down his face and he couldn't make a sound from the coughing.
Qi Beisong picked him up and ran out: "I'll take you to wash!"
Cheng Ji felt like his whole face was burning, literally. His exposed upper body also felt a stinging pain like needles. The main ingredient of tear gas is capsaicin, which is extremely irritating. The effect usually lasts for 5-15 minutes, making people experience what it means to be worse off than dead.
He couldn't control himself, and his tears, snot, and saliva all fell on Qi Beisong's shoulders. Until he was carried into the bathroom, Qi Beisong scooped up water and splashed it on his face.
"It's okay, it's okay," Qi Beisong said as he poured the liquid, "I've also been fumigated by this stuff. Flushing with clean water will quickly relieve the symptoms!"
Cheng Ji couldn't open his eyes, and sneezed one after another. He asked reluctantly: "When did you... "
"When I was a kid, I was naughty and threw this thing into my living room. I was almost beaten to death by my grandfather!" Qi Beisong laughed.
"... When I was a kid..." Cheng Ji asked, "Do you remember..."
Qi Beisong said: "I don't remember the period when I first woke up. It was not until several months later that I gradually remembered my grandfather, grandmother, mother and brother because they were around all day, and I also remembered some things from my childhood. There were many repetitions, such as my brother's wife. Because she didn't grow up with me, I didn't have a deep impression of her. I thought of her today, and forgot about her tomorrow. I remembered her again in two days, and didn't recognize her again in another two days..."
The faucet was turned on to the maximum, making a gurgling sound. Cheng Ji's senses were dulled by the stimulation of capsaicin, but two words became clearer and clearer in his mind.
see.
It seemed that everyone had overlooked the fact that the people Qi Beisong could remember were those with whom he had been with day and night.
The human brain receives and processes external information through the five senses every day. Studies have shown that hearing, taste, smell, and touch together only account for 20%, and the other 80% is vision.
He fumbled and grabbed Qi Beisong's hand that was washing him: "How long did it take you... to remember your father?"
Qi Beisong's father is a very busy man and cannot go to Country M often, so even video calls with him are relatively rare.
Qi Beisong said, "To be honest, it's been almost a year. The year before I woke up, my language skills were not good and I often forgot people. My dad always said the first sentence in every video call: 'Beisong, I'm your dad, call me dad, dad~dad~'. I really live up to his face!"
"It took a year to recognize your father?"
"Yes." Qi Beisong took off his patterned suit and used it as a towel to wipe his face.
Cheng Ji could only open his eyes a little, tears rolling down his cheeks. He tried his best to grab the other person's arm. Too many emotions made him tremble all over.
His colleagues were fighting not far away. He could hear shouts and protest gunshots, but he seemed to ignore them. He said in a trembling voice: "Because I can't see... I can't see..."
Qi Beisong didn't understand his actions, so he soaked his clothes in clean water and continued to wipe the area around his eyes, asking, "What's wrong?"
Cheng Ji was speechless and kept coughing. He was very confused and gradually became ecstatic!
Qi Beisong did not lose his memory, but the more than nine months of coma made his mind dull and his functions deteriorated. Even after he woke up, it took him three months to fully wake up, and the first few dozen days were spent in confusion and drowsiness.
If a person's memory is stored in a cabinet, then his cabinet is still there, and everything inside is intact, but the door lock is rusted, and his injured brain has to find the key, or break the lock, to release the memory.
The key is "seeing".
It's not that he forgot a certain period of his life, it's not a selective amnesia, he just lacks stimulation, many times, frequently, and repeatedly visual stimulation!
Cheng Ji asked him, "What's my name?"
"Geng Chunhong." Qi Beisong said.
"Say it again!"
"Geng Chunhong."
"Is my real name Geng Chunhong?"
Qi Beisong stopped and looked at him deeply.
Cheng Ji was in a miserable state. His eyelids were swollen, his nose was red, his lips were burning, and his long eyelashes were covered with tears. It looked like he had been crying for at least fifteen hours.
"..." Qi Beisong soaked the suit in the clear water pool, picked it up and squeezed it dry, then wiped his neck and chest. "The water is a little cold, bear with it."
"Is my name really Geng Chunhong?" Cheng Ji asked again.
Qi Beisong thought for a long time and suddenly said, "No."
"no?"
"No." Qi Beisong was very firm, "I can't remember your name for the time being, but your last name is not Geng!"
"Sure?"
Qi Beisong took off his shirt and put it on Cheng Ji, and said decisively: "Confirmed!"
"My name is Cheng Ji, Cheng on the side of the character 禾, and Ji on the side of the character 几."
Qi Beisong did not show any sign of sudden awakening.
Cheng Ji asked: "Since my name doesn't touch you, why did you confirm that you have seen me?"
Qi Beisong helped him put on his shirt and started buttoning it, buttoning it all the way to the top button, not even sparing the cuffs. He knew that this was a man, and it didn't matter if he was shirtless, but he just didn't want others to see him. The scene in the private room just now made him tremble with anger!
"I have a feeling," Qi Beisong said, "that we have fought in similar situations before."
Cheng Ji burst out laughing.
Qi Beisong wiped the tears from his face with his fingertips, very gently: "Did you say something wrong?"
Cheng Ji shook his head and asked with a smile: "Then what do you think our relationship was like before?"
Qi Beisong couldn't remember.
Cheng Ji didn't force him, patted his shoulder and said, "Your chest muscles are well trained, like a fan!"
Qi Beisong's eyes lit up and he immediately showed him his abdominal muscles. This guy loved to show off in front of his wife and would never change.
Cheng Ji teased him: "So do you think we met at the gym?"
Qi Beisong thought back seriously and denied it: "I have my own private gym. I don't train with others. At most, my brother's wife, or a few brothers and friends accompany me. It seems that you are not one of them."
Speaking of friends, Cheng Ji thought of his childhood friend Zhao Xiaojing, so he asked, "Is Zhao Xiaojing accompanying you?"
As expected, Qi Beisong asked, "Who is Zhao Xiaojing?"
Cheng Ji laughed again and hugged his neck tightly.
Qi Beisong was surprised for a moment, then immediately hugged back, his arms like iron hoops, wishing he could rub the other person into his body.
"Brother, we have met before... We have indeed met before..." Cheng Ji burst into tears.
His cold face was pressed against Qi Beisong's cheek. Qi Beisong wanted to kiss him but held back.
"Are we on good terms?" Qi Beisong licked his lower lip and asked hoarsely.
"Not good." Cheng Ji pinched the other's ribs and then let go, "Always fighting!"
He was still on a mission and couldn't hide in the bathroom and cuddle with people for a long time. He had to get back to the team quickly.
"I have a bad relationship with you?" Qi Beisong obviously didn't believe it.
He hugged Cheng Ji for a short while, his heart softened, his legs went limp, and he was in a trance. After he went back, he would probably be unable to sleep all night as if he was possessed, thinking about the feeling of this hug.
Cheng Ji stood up and asked, "Did you see where Lu Xiaofei went?"
Qi Beisong knew he was asking about the girl who was his partner, and answered, "She was protected by two people and went outside the battle circle."
"That's good."
"Is she also a special police officer?" Qi Beisong's tone was a little sour.
"Yes." Cheng Ji turned his head and chuckled, "Is he handsome?"
Qi Beisong asked: "Where are you going?"
Cheng Ji straightened his back and walked out. Just then, a brother came running to help him. He shouted, "Hey, why are you crying so hard?"
Cheng Ji wiped his tears and said: "It's those guys who threw tear gas bombs randomly..."
The man said, "I heard the gunshots, so of course I can't wait!"
When he heard him mention the gun, Cheng Ji suddenly remembered that he had been shot in the leg, and he quickly lowered his head to look for it! It didn't matter when he looked for it, he shouted "Wow"!
I saw bloody footprints everywhere he walked, and there was a puddle where he had just squatted!
The intense stimulation of the tear gas on the skin and mucous membranes diverted his attention, and he didn't even notice that he was bleeding!
Qi Beisong was also too focused on his face, and his pants were black so the blood wasn't obvious, so he didn't notice it.
Cheng Ji couldn't stand any more and his body fell straight down. Although the lethality of the imitation gun was far less than that of the real gun, it was not fun to make holes in a person's body!
Qi Beisong rushed over, picked him up, and asked the brother: "Where's the ambulance?!"
"Why bother sending an ambulance?" The other brother was also anxious, "Sirens should be turned on to send them to the hospital!"
Qi Beisong ran out anxiously carrying Cheng Ji, asking as he ran: "Have we ever experienced this before?"
Cheng Ji was so shocked that he was speechless: "Yes... I did!"
"Fuck!" Qi Beisong yelled, "It's okay, I'm here!!"
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