Zhou Ran returned to his senses and glanced at Yan Rui's bitten mouth with a casual glance.
His breathing trembled, his heart was angry, but his surface was calm, he smiled at Duan Chen as if he hadn't seen it: "Achen, have you brought Yan Rui back?"
Duan Chen was in a bad mood and responded with a "Um". He carried Yan Rui in and went to the second floor bedroom.
Zhou Ran followed him with a gloomy expression, and watched him carry Yan Rui, a little bitch, into the master bedroom where he hadn't even been in.
Duan Chen casually threw Yan Rui onto the carpet, acting violently without any pity.
Yan Rui just lay at the foot of the bed, curled up like a cat.
With a cold sweat, Yan Rui felt that he was in the deep water, his forehead was hot again, his throat seemed to be splashed with sulfuric acid, and the fire was burning with pain.
He half opened his eyes, and he couldn't see anything.
With the familiar breath, he could sense that he had returned to the bedroom in the southern villa where he had lived.
Duan Chen actually felt that something was wrong with Yan Rui, but what did it have to do with him.
As long as the person doesn't die, what's more, he won't die, at most it hurts for a while.
Outside the house, Zhou Ran stood at the door, staring at Yan Rui. He was wrapped in sheets and he couldn't see anything, but he could imagine what it was like inside.
He is miserable, he should be happy, but he just can't be happy.
Zhou Ran looked up at Duan Chen's back, obviously other methods could be used, why did he want to touch Yan Rui?
"Achen, is Yan Rui sick? Do you want to find a doctor for him?"
"No, you can't die." After that, Duan Chen frowned and turned towards Zhou Ran.
Maybe I touched Yan Rui, or maybe it was Grandma's intention to bring Yan Rui back, or what Uncle He said to Zhou Ran.
At this time, Duan Chen looked at Zhou Ran with guilt in his eyes.
"Of course,
I'm going to wrong you for the time being." Zhou Ran smiled softly and weakly: "Achen, I'm fine. It's good for you to bring Yan Rui back. Didn't I tell you the day before yesterday? I can get along with him. , Not to mention......"
Zhou Ran said, lowering his head, looking lonely: "He is still your fiancée."
Zhou Ran is a bit shorter than Duan Chen. At this moment, his head is lowered so that people can't see it. His expression can only see the trembling of his down eyelashes.
Duan Chen took him in his arms and touched the back of his head: "Ranran, I'm sorry."
Zhou Ran raised his head from his arms, his face was already full of tears: "Achen, you don't need to say sorry to me. As long as you love me and remember the vow you made last night, I will always wait for you."
"I will remember." Duan Chen held his face and wiped away the tears from his face. Be good, don't cry, eyes are red from crying, I'm going back to the old house to see my grandma, you'll have a good rest at home, as for Yan Rui, leave him
alone ." Zhou Ran blinked his dry eyes, "That, What if he wants to go out when he wakes up?" It's
not impossible, after all, Yan Rui was fooling around outside last night.
Duan Chen pulled out a key from the drawer, closed the door and locked it. After twisting the key twice, he couldn't open it from the house.
Yan Rui listened to the conversation between the two, his heart dripping blood, as if being pierced with a knife severely into his heart, he couldn't pull it out, and he couldn't breathe in pain.
The lower/body hurts again, and even the stomach has cramps, and big beads of sweat flow from the head.
Feeling Duan Chen walked out of the bedroom, Yan Rui stretched out his hand, trying to stay, but the pain was so painful that he couldn't even hum.
The door closed with a "bang!", blocking his sight.
Yan Rui curled up on the carpet alone, tears streaming down from the pain. He crawled to the ground, with a slight movement, a sudden pain in his chest, a smell of fishy throat, and a mouthful of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably. The carpet under his face blushed.
Outside the room, Duan Chen locked the door and gave the key to Zhou Ran.
"So that he won't come out, and you
will keep the key." Zhou Ran took it, "Okay, I will take a good look at him, you go to grandma's, don't let her elderly wait in a hurry."
Zhou Although she said so, she thought with resentment: This dead old woman has lived to more than 90, why is she still not dead?
After Duan Chen drove away, Zhou Ran held the key in his hand tightly.
............
Yan Rui was in a daze, hearing the sound of unlocking the door, Yan Rui blinked desperately, struggling not to let herself fall asleep. But saw Zhou Ran push the door into the bedroom and walk towards him step by step.
Zhou Ran lifted his toes and raised his face against Yan Rui's chin. The sneer on his face deepened, and his eyes were so sullen and full of hatred.
Seeing Yan Rui's half of his face stained red with blood, he moved his lips, his voice was very soft, but it was filled with endless jealousy: "Yan Rui, why did you leave and come back?"
"Don't just fight. Do you care about the maintenance of the dead old woman? I want to see how long she can live, and you can survive for a few years."
"Hmm..."
Yan Rui wanted to speak, but his mouth was sore and muffled. Besides, he didn't have the strength to say a word.
The mockery passed by Zhou Ran's eyes, he bent over and tore off the sheet from him.
The goal was his blood-stained legs, blood stained between the legs, and the skin exposed in the open collar of his upper body was a trace of brutality.
Zhou Ran pulled the sheets in his hand away and threw it away: "What kind of quilt, you can't die anyway."
Seeing Yan Rui shivering from the cold, Zhou Ran didn't feel relieved, so he raised his foot and kicked him twice in the stomach. Down, crushed on his soft abdomen and stomped down vigorously.
"Ah..." Yan Rui opened his mouth and groaned with a mouthful of blood, staring at Zhou Ran with his eyes wide open.
Such Zhou Ran was the first time he saw him, and this was the real him, a man with mixed thoughts, but he even took blood and scales for such a person.
With the strength of Zhou Ran's feet, his lower abdomen twitched and pained again, and the cold sweat seemed to be endless, one by one, falling out one by one, soaking his temples and fainting his clothes.
Yan Rui raised his hand and grabbed Zhou Ran's ankle. He wanted to struggle, but he didn't even have any strength, so he could only bite on his already broken lower lip and stared at Zhou Ran with scarlet eyes.
Zhou Ran twitched his foot, but didn't pull it out. He stared at Yan Rui angrily: "Let go!"
Yan Rui's body was a little stiff with pain, but he just didn't want to let go of the hand that grabbed Zhou Ran's leg.
"I asked you to let go, beast, do you not understand human words? You want to get kicked?"
Zhou Ran said, and stepped on again, but the next moment, when Yan Rui's scarlet pupils stared at him, He was so scared that he stopped his movements.
Obviously he couldn't even stand up, but why would he notice a trace of danger.
It seemed that there was not a person lying on the ground, but a beast that would pounce on and bite at any time.
Really hell.