Si Yiyan arranged a helicopter in advance. When the thugs asked for a helicopter, he established a cooperative relationship with the military's top brass and asked the military to directly order Xu Chenyu to agree to the thugs' request. Then he flew on the helicopter Arrangements are made from above.
The thugs did not expect that there was another group of people rescuing Xinya, so they relaxed their vigilance as soon as they got on the helicopter. In addition, the military's behavior of dragging the helicopter distracted their attention. He ordered The pilot caused a shock and panic, Xinya escaped from the restraint, and he successfully rescued Xinya.
Xinya is safe, and the rest becomes a matter of course.
The thugs were subdued.
If he hadn't promised to hand over the thugs to the military, he would never let anyone hurt Xinya go.
Si Yiyan watched his men smash the thugs on Xu Chenyu's body, and looked at Xu Chenyu's embarrassed appearance. A faint smile appeared on his lips.
Um! Good performance! It can be of great use!
Si Yiyan looked down at the person in his arms, caressing her red and swollen cheeks lovingly with his fingers, and there was a terrifying undercurrent in his eyes.
He could imagine that her body should be covered with injuries from being beaten--
The girl he loves with all his heart, the girl who is pampered and cared for in every possible way, the girl who would make him frown even if a hair falls out on ordinary days, the girl who is afraid of freezing when he holds it in his hand, and the person who is afraid of melting when she holds it in his mouth Son, actually... suffered such atrocities!
How could he endure this
How can I bear it!
His chest hurt, and his throat felt fishy and sweet. Si Yiyan vomited out another mouthful of black blood!
He leaned weakly on the back of the chair, feeling a sharp pain in his chest, organs, lungs, and trachea, as if someone had inserted a tube into his throat and injected him with poison.
"Si Yiyan..." A low murmuring voice sounded in his ears as thin as a gnat.
Si Yiyan swallowed the sweetness in his throat, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and whispered: "I'm here, Wen Xinya, I'm here!"
The low voice was hoarse, like the sound of tearing silk, dull and torn, and also like the hoarse and whimpering sound of the erhu. It was not even half as elegant and transparent as usual.
"Si Yiyan..." In a daze, Wen Wenya seemed to feel that she was surrounded by a familiar scent. The scent was crisp and elegant, like bamboo, with a thin coolness and a hint of coldness, lingering in her nose, as if it had penetrated into her bones. No matter how much you breathe out, it is always wrapped around the tip of your nose and your heart and lungs!
Just like Si Yiyan!
"Wen Xinya, it's me! It's always been me!" Si Yiyan hugged her tightly, feeling the trembling of her body and feeling her fear and fear.
In fact, he was more scared than she was.
From the moment he learned that she had been kidnapped, his heart was being tortured all the time, and his will was being subjected to the painful training of countless times. Every second, he was being stabbed by a knife. , severely cut a knife in his heart, he thought... There is no more terrible pain than this.
Wen Wenya tried her best to resist her dizzy will and prevent herself from sinking into the boundless darkness again. She struggled desperately with her eyelids, trying to open her heavy eyes, wanting to confirm the breath lingering in her nose, singing endlessly. Is the sound ringing in my ears an illusion
Si Yiyan stared closely at her trembling eyelashes, and his heart suddenly ached. For the first time, he discovered that a woman's eyelashes could be so fragile, like a butterfly with broken wings, fluttering against the broken beauty, but nothing happened. Unable to resist the fate of ruin.
Wen Xinya opened a thin slit in her eyes. It was just a simple movement, but it exhausted all her strength. The thin light invaded her eyes, and her vision was blurred, and the people and things in her eyes were blurred. .
"Is that you?" Wen Xinya raised her hand to touch his face.
Si Yiyan grabbed her hand and put it on his face: "It's me! Wen Xinya!"
Wen Xinya suddenly smiled, her smile fragile and pale: "Si Yiyan, I'm fine!"
She originally wanted to cry, but when her emotions reached her lips, they curved. She wanted to tell him her grievances, tell him that she hurt so much, her whole body hurt, and she wanted to blame him for only coming to save her now, but there were no words to speak. The mouth has become like this.
"What a silly girl." Si Yiyan looked at the smile on her lips, and for some reason he thought of the tea flowers blooming in the yard of Lishan Manor. They were extremely pale, fragile, and bone-white.
Seeing each other again seems like a lifetime ago~!
Wen Xinya finally opened her eyes and saw the man in front of her clearly. Her throat felt dry and tears flowed out: "You---- lost weight!"
yes! Thin!
In just a few hours, she actually felt that he was skinny!
Even I find it incredible.
His face was a transparent white, with green capillaries densely criss-crossed. They were frighteningly small and fragile, making his face glow with a light blue color. He had a thin beard on his chin, and looked slender, and the edges and corners of his face seemed to have changed. Get the bones!
That is thin and haggard!
Si Yiyan kissed her dry lips gently and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry! Wen Xinya! I'm late."
So what if she was successfully rescued? There was no way he could hide the fact that Xinya was hurt because he failed to protect her and allowed her to suffer such misfortune under his nose.
His promise to her that he would not let her get hurt turned out to be lies.
The feeling of unbearable love lingers in the heart and makes people feel bitter.
Wen Xinya held his hand tightly: "It's not too late! The time was just right. Just when I was feeling desperate, you appeared like a god descending from the earth, and then saved me. It was you who composed a beautiful story about a hero saving a beauty for me. It has made a profound difference in my life.”
Not everyone is like Si Yiyan. Every time she needs him, he will appear by her side.
Si Yiyan was speechless for a moment. There was a stinging pain in his throat, and waves of fishy sweetness surged up. He pursed his lips tightly, and his chest and lungs throbbed as if air had been poured into him, as if it was winter. The biting cold wind blew into my chest, throat and throat, giving me a suffocating feeling in my chest and lungs.
Wen Wenya's voice was soft and clear: "Every girl has a heroic dream, imagining that the man they love is an unparalleled hero who will one day appear in front of everyone's attention, wearing golden armor and holy clothes, and stepping on his feet. Colorful clouds!"
What Fairy Zixia said back then moved thousands of men and women, including her.
Si Yiyan rubbed his cheek gently, and his turbulent heart calmed down little by little. Although he could not fulfill his promise and no longer let her be hurt, at least... at this moment! He was in pain just as much as she was.
The smile on Wen Wenya's lips was as light as a flower, obviously as pale as this, but as bright as a blooming white tea flower: "Si Yiyan... you are my hero!"