At this moment, Qin Fan was not frightened by Zhang Bufan's low roar, but felt that Chen Sansi was too calm.

His gaze was light, as if he could penetrate everything in the world, and he looked at everything as if he were looking at a dead thing.

With such a person, Qin Fan found it hard to believe that he had seven emotions and six desires.

"What should we do now? Senior brother is in such pain, we have to find a way to do something. ”

As he spoke, Qin Fan clasped his hands together and pinched them into a trick.

Although he didn't learn any extremely profound martial arts on Jingping Mountain, he knew a lot of Heart Sutras.

"Don't! You're doing this now, you're only going to hurt him!"

Chen Sansi suddenly pounced and broke up Qin Fan's hands together.

The two collided directly into each other, and Qin Fan's hand had nowhere to put it, so he had to land on the bed board on the side.

When they slept, in order to prevent accidents, they all slept in clothes and clothes, Qin Fan was pressed onto the bed board by Chen Sansi, and instantly felt ashamed in his heart.

"me up!"

As soon as the words landed, Chen Sansi immediately got up with a sneering face and was sitting on the bed next to him.

"I'm just worried that you will hurt Zhang Bufan later, so I made such a move in a hurry, don't worry, I don't have any interest in men. ”

He sneered, and his expression returned to his usual cold, emotionless appearance.

I have to say that Chen Sansi is indeed very good-looking, and his whole body is as noble as an immortal, and he does not touch the breath of the world.

Especially when he is not smiling, he looks like a high hall god and Buddha, and he can't allow people to defile half of it.

Just like him, with such a desireless face, Qin Fan felt that he was probably not interested in men, and most of them were not even interested in women......

Zhang Bufan on the bed board writhed his body vigorously, every cell and pore in his body was shouting what kind of pain he had suffered at this moment.

"Since you are so determined to let me help Senior Brother, do you know what is wrong with him?" Qin Fan asked, looking at Zhang Bufan's painful expression, he couldn't bear it.

"I do know, but I'm only half-aware, and I don't know much about it. ”

Chen Sansi responded softly, signaling Qin Fan not to make any moves in the next situation, just watch quietly.

Although the two of them had just made such a big disturbance in the room, Zhang Bufan still showed no signs of waking up.

It was as if he had been caught in a nightmare, indulging in a painful, never-ending dream.

"It hurts Lao Tzu to death......"

"When the hell will this damn life end......"

In the dream, Zhang Bufan roared, his voice hoarse and tired.

Qin Fan's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, with his understanding of Zhang Bufan, he never thought that he had any thoughts of suicide.

Zhang Bufan went up to Jingping Mountain when he was a few years old, and spent more than 20 years of bitterness on it, and he could hold back the youthful blood when he was young, but how is it like this now.

"Senior brother, what kind of illness does he have? I've never heard him say it before......" Qin Fan muttered in a trance, his expression in a trance.

The cold moonlight sprinkled in the room, and compared to Qin Fan's panic at the moment, Chen Sansi seemed extremely calm.

"There are some things that he can't say even if he wants to say it, I haven't seen Zhang Bufan for more than ten years, and I've been trying to help him alleviate his pain for more than ten years. ”

His gaze stared directly at Zhang Bufan's writhing body, trying to find any clues that could be rescued from his painful expression at the moment.

The beads of sweat on his forehead fell on the pillow towel, and after a while, the bed where Zhang Bufan was lying was unexpectedly revealed by sweat.

How painful does it have to be to sweat so much?

"Senior brother......" Qin Fan lightly opened his thin lips, feeling as if his voice was desperately squeezed out of his throat.

He has a very good relationship with Zhang Bufan, when he was just taken to Jingping Mountain by a thousand crazy Taoists, this senior brother helped him a lot, and even taught himself the Heart Sutra to suppress his painful past.

"Don't be afraid, it's not the first time he's sick, I guess he can't hear the two of us talking now, and he should be fine when the nightmare is over. ”

Chen Sansi said coldly, looking at Zhang Bufan's painful expression, he also gritted his teeth unconsciously, and his whole face was tightly tightened on his face, without a trace.

"Alas......"

After a sigh passed, Zhang Bufan suddenly stopped his movements as if the power had been cut off.

At this moment, his hands that were clutching the sheets had been worn out, and there was even a little bloodshot in his pink fingertips.

Qin Fan looked up at Chen Sansi suddenly, and after seeing him nodding, he immediately rushed forward to hug Zhang Bufan.

He was soaked with sweat all over his body, and the sweat stains on his body even soaked the quilt underneath through the sheets.

"Senior brother, senior brother?" Qin Fan gently shook Zhang Bufan's body, trying to wake him up.

But the man collapsed motionless in his arms, soft as a bag of soaked cement, so heavy and weak when he held it.

"He can't hear anything now, so let's wait until I wake up tomorrow morning, you wipe the sweat off his body, and I'll go to the car to find a clean set of clothes and come back." ”

Chen Sansi said lightly, got up and left the suite by stepping on the moonlight.

In a few moments, he came up from downstairs, holding the same black suit they had been wearing, the same inside and out.

There was no avoidance between the three big men at all, and Qin Fan quickly changed Zhang Bufan from the inside out.

His senior brother looked tall and big, but after taking off his clothes, his flesh was extremely white, tender and thin.

Zhang Bufan lay on the bed and fell asleep deeply, and after the pain was over, his brows also relaxed, and he snored sweetly again.

"My brother and I are like brothers, he is in trouble now, I have no reason not to help, you quickly tell all the things you know. ”

Qin Fan stared at Chen Sansi, and the yin owl light in his eyes was enough for him to swallow.

Chen Sansi, who was staring at the rusty railing by the windowsill, slowly turned around, and when his eyes scanned Zhang Bufan on the bed, there was a momentary pause.

"This matter is related to the Zhang family, I can tell you today, but you have to make sure that you will never talk nonsense outside. ”

He and Qin Fan, one is Zhang Bufan's close friend, and the other is Zhang Bufan's own brother, but there is nothing that cannot be said.

"Here's one. ”

Chen Sansi casually threw over a pack of cigarettes, Qin Fan picked it up and saw that the packaging looked very simple, and the cover of the cigarette box was printed with a faint camellia style.