The plan to cut off the Hu was officially declared a failure, and it was so bad that Shen Liang didn't even recognize his mother.
The system watched in the dark, silently complaining: What a bad idea you came up with.
Shen Liang thought to himself, can you blame me? Who knew Shao Fanhan was so cruel. He thought that what he saw when he went upstairs would be a scene of a hero saving his reputation, but instead he was seen punching people with a wine bottle in his hand.
How should I put it? It's a big mistake.
Shen Liang put his hands in his pockets and kicked away the broken glass at his feet. He was hesitating whether to step forward to comfort Shao Quhan, but he couldn't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth, and he really didn't know how to speak.
As if the system knew what he was thinking, it said: Go ahead and comfort him.
Shen Liang raised his eyes suspiciously: "Why?"
System: ... Oh, it's nothing, it's just that Shao Fanhan's blackening degree suddenly rose to 50% just now. If you don't find a way to lower him, it will be in danger.
grass!
Shen Liang cursed in his heart, he knew that every time the system appeared, something bad would happen. Judging from the flashing red warning lights on the translucent light screen, Shao Quhan's current level of blackness has indeed reached a dangerous critical point.
Shen Liang stepped over the messy ground and walked straight to Shao Quhan. His eyes inadvertently glanced at his injured right hand, paused, and then tentatively said: "What, it's getting late... How about we go back first?"
On the surface, he looks as calm as an old dog, but in fact, he is panicking on the inside.
After all, he was the one who came up with this bad idea. When he came to settle the score later, he would be the first one to look for him.
Shao Quhan couldn't control his emotions.
He had just broken the guest's hand, and there was still a bit of scarlet in his eyes. After hearing this, he slowly raised his head and looked at Shen Liang blankly. A strand of broken hair slipped quietly, covering the emotion in his eyes.
Shao Fanhan moved his lips silently: "I..."
He asked: "Did I do something wrong..."
His voice was hoarse and his tone was confused, like a child's. Ask Shen Liang and ask yourself. The pale face was splattered with splotches of blood, and the contrast was dazzling.
Shao Quhan may not understand why Shen Yan hates him so much.
No, no, no, Shen Liang thought to himself that you didn't do anything wrong. There was just a slight mistake in the plan. He shook his head like a rattle: "No, no."
Shao Quhan stopped talking. He looked away and looked solemnly in the direction Shen Yan had just left, finally becoming wary of Su Qingyan, his number one love rival.
So Shen Liang was surprised to find that Shao Fanhan's blackening degree had somehow increased a little...
what is this? Got shot even while lying down
Shen Liang just felt that this bar was really unlucky, and there were many people secretly looking at them in the dark, so he grabbed Shao Quhan's wrist, pulled them downstairs and took them away.
The black car stopped quietly at the intersection.
The night is rolling and endless. I don't know if it was because of Shao Fanhan's injury, but Shen Liang felt that even the wind blowing in front of him carried a faint smell of blood.
He opened the car door, pushed Shao Quhan in, followed him and sat in, and then said to the driver: "Go back to the mansion."
The small, enclosed space gives people a sense of security. Shao Quhan sat in the car, and his tense nerves finally relaxed a little. He closed his eyes and lowered his head, silently calming down his fluctuating emotions. The sharp pain in his right hand became insignificant.
The vehicle was driving smoothly, and in the oppressive silence, Shao Quhan suddenly said coldly: "The man who took Shen Yan away just now..."
Shen Liang thought to himself, official match, official match, this person is an official match CP, and coughed lightly: "I think they are classmates I know. I haven't heard much from my brother, so I guess I'm not familiar with him."
Shao Quhan closed his eyes and said nothing. He knew that it was useless to ask Shen Liang here. As long as he sent someone to investigate, everything would be clear.
So Shen Liang sat in the car and saw with his own eyes Shao Quhan's blackening degree on the light screen soared from 52% to 58%, and then dropped back from 58% to 50% bit by bit. How ups and downs and thrilling.
He silently covered his heart: He died suddenly in his last life, so he shouldn't be frightened to death in this life.
When I got home in the evening, Zhang's mother had already prepared dinner, with five dishes and one soup neatly placed on the table. After Shao Fanhan entered the door, he didn't even look at it and went straight upstairs.
Zhang Ma originally wanted to say something, but she noticed that he had a sinister look on his face, and she thought something must have happened. She didn't want to get into trouble at this time, so she swallowed her words immediately.
Seeing Shao Fanhan return to his room, Zhang's mother whispered to Shen Liang: "Xiao Shen, the food is ready, hurry up and eat."
Shen Liang: "It's okay, you can eat first."
He was full from eating melon seeds in the bar just now.
The failure of the plan to cut off Hu not only affected Shao Fanhan, but also Shen Liang felt inexplicably frustrated. He unbuttoned his clothes and went upstairs. Just as he was about to take a shower, he found that his palms were a little sticky. When he looked down, he saw blood that he had picked up from somewhere. He couldn't help but be startled for a moment: "..."
The overhead lights dimmed yellow.
Shao Quhan was washing his hands in the room. The cold water washed over his bloody right hand, carrying the dark red blood and flowing into the bathroom, forming a small whirlpool and finally disappearing.
He held onto the sink, lowered his head and took a breath. A dense, sharp sting came from his palm, making his already ups and downs of emotions even more turbulent.
Shao Fanhan's mind was filled with the scene of the blood splattering just now. He didn't know what he thought of, so he closed his eyes and his fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably. Finally, he staggered out of the bathroom and began to rummage through the cabinets to find medicine.
In most cases, normal people can suppress their dangerous thoughts, but Shao Quhan can't.
There seemed to be a ferocious beast hidden in his heart, violently hitting the cage, and the shackles were already shaking.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
A knock on the door suddenly broke the silence, and a cold voice came from outside: "Are you in there?"
When Shao Fanhan heard this, his hand shook, and the medicine bottle fell to the ground with a gurgling sound and rolled into the corner. He looked up at the door, a little stunned, and forgot to answer for a moment: "..."
Shen Liang said to himself outside: "You didn't say anything and I came in?"
He didn't like to chatter, so he opened the door and walked in directly after saying that. He found Shao Fanhan sitting alone by the bed, and the bedside table was full of messy medicines.
Shen Liang paused when he saw this and vaguely guessed something. He closed the door, walked to Shao Fanhan, knelt down, and asked aloud: "Are you taking medicine?"
Inexplicably, Shao Fanhan didn't want him to know this, so he turned his head and looked away, and he was about to put the medicine bottle into the drawer with a random wave, but he was caught off guard and Shen Liang grabbed his wrist: "Don't eat it..."
Shen Liang saw the injury on his hand and relaxed a little: "Don't eat it, it's not good for your health."
These drugs numb the nerves and can only temporarily control emotions. Taking too much will harm the body.
Shao Fanhan stared at him without saying anything: "..."
Shen Liang was carrying a medicine box, which he had just asked Ma Zhang for. He held Shao Kuhan's cold hand, and then forcefully opened the other's fingertips, only to see that his palm was full of tiny scratches from the wine bottle, with glass shards embedded in it.
Well…
Shen Liang was silent for a moment, thinking that he was indeed a warrior in the world. He looked at Shao Fanhan: "Should you get a tetanus shot?"
Upon hearing this, Shao Fanhan immediately withdrew his hand and frowned in resistance: "I won't go."
Shen Liang held his wrist to prevent him from moving, and said with a half-smile: "If you don't want to go, I won't go. I guess you won't go either."
After speaking, he opened the medicine box, rummaged through it to find the tweezers, then lowered his head and picked out the glass shards embedded in Shao Fanhan's wound one by one, with a serious look on his face. The warm light fell on his shoulders and back, adding a touch of fireworks to his originally casual temperament.
Shen Liang had almost cleaned the wound, but found that Shao Fanhan didn't respond. He took a moment to look at him and asked aloud: "Does it hurt?"
Shao Quhan pursed his lips, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable, and shook his head stiffly.
Shen Liang didn't believe it and deliberately pressed on his wound. Then he found that Shao Fanhan's arm muscles tightened instantly and smiled: "You are a human and not a machine. How can it not hurt?"
Shao Fanhan realized that Shen Liang was hurting him on purpose. His chest rose and fell for a moment, and he felt inexplicably panicked. He clenched his palms slightly angrily: "I don't need you to worry about it, get out!"
His eyes were a little red, maybe from anger or something else.
"Okay, unless you plan to eat with your left hand in the future... Okay, I won't tease you anymore."
Shen Liang lowered his head, opened Shao Quhan's palm again, applied medicine to him, and then wrapped it around with gauze.
"Don't touch the water." Shen Liang said.
Shao Fanhan looked at him, his pupils were very dark and very clean: "What will happen if it touches water?"
Shen Liang: "The wound will rot."
Shao Fanhan pursed his lips, unhappy: "Then how can I take a shower?"
Shen Liang didn't care: "Let Zhang Ma wash it for you."
Shao Quhan choked: "You-"
Shen Liang packed up the medicine box, patted his butt and prepared to leave. It was already very difficult to accompany and sleep with him, and he also helped with bathing. He was no longer a Lei Feng.
However, before Shen Liang could reach the door, he was pulled back by a force. When he looked back, he saw that it was Shao Quhan. He was confused: "What are you doing?"
Shao Fan had a cold face, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "...Did I let you go?"
Shen Liang looked at him calmly: "No, what next?"
Shao Fanhan said nothing: "..."
Shen Liang thought that you would be so blushing: "I'll leave if you don't say anything."
Shao Fanhan said in a firm tone: "Help me take a bath."
Shen Liang pretended not to hear: "What did you say?"
Shao Fanhan dragged him directly into the bathroom. His face was cold and his ears were red: "Help me take a bath."
…
"Crash-"
After the shower was turned on, the heat instantly filled the entire bathroom, causing the mirror to blur.
Shen Liang leaned against the tile wall with an expressionless face, but finally gave in to the power. He rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and stared at Shao Quhan: "What are you doing standing there? Take them off."
The words of tiger and wolf.
Shao Fanhan felt a little regretful now, feeling that he must have been kicked in the head by a donkey before letting Shen Liang wash it for him. He turned around under the cover of the mist, and then unbuttoned his shirt rustlingly, but because of the panic of his movements, he couldn't unbutton it no matter what.
It is now half past nine in the evening. In order to maintain his health, Shen Liang must go to bed before twelve o'clock. When he saw that Shao Fanhan had not taken off his clothes for a long time, he walked directly behind him, like a little hooligan: "If you don't take off your clothes, I will take them off for you."
Shao Fanhan froze: "..."
Shen Liang lowered his eyes calmly, but saw that the tips of Shao Quhan's fair ears were so red that they could bleed, and he frowned in confusion. He continued to move his eyes downward, only to find that most of the other person's shirt had been unbuttoned, with only the last few buttons stuck.
"I'll help you."
Shen Liang ignored Shao Quhan's collarbone and the half-open front of his clothes, and moved his hands around him from behind, helping him unbutton his clothes in a few clicks.
From a distance, it was as if he was hugging Shao Quhan, his warm breath spraying on his neck, making people's hearts beat wildly.