The shadow of the tree moved, and knowing Suosuo's movements, Shen Yujian frowned, and quickly disappeared in the dark, only to see a few narrow shadows brushing the corners of the wall, which was the direction to the ward.

He secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly glanced into the window, and saw that she was leaning sideways, sleeping quietly, with a green silk on her back. He almost confirmed the identity of this wave of people, today Dong Guosheng squeezed with power, bailed Ping Yan, Gao Yuan lost his son when he was old, he would not let her go so easily.

The enemy is dark and I am clear, and the situation is seriously injured, so she is really reckless, so she can only delay time and act at the opportunity. He suddenly remembered that when he came this morning, there was a small, abandoned and locked door in this ward, which was an excellent place to escape. Thinking of this, he deliberately coughed loudly, swaggered into the door with loud steps, and sure enough, he saw the shadows of those bent and prostrate outside his eyes, and he was startled, and he paused behind the tree trunk barrier, and stopped moving.

Shen Yuchen pushed the door in as if he didn't know, then closed the door lightly and plugged in the latch. Ping Yan has never fallen asleep, first heard the sound of coughing, and then the sneaky knock on the door, she blink her eyes slightly, and saw a pure white shadow in the door frame, bowed, her eyes were clear and tight, and she gently put her index finger to her lips.

Seeing that he looked different from his usual solemn appearance, Ping Yan knew that he was in prison again, but just looked at him and felt out the meniscus knife under the pillow. He pulled the curtains tightly as usual, turned his head as he pulled them, and his tone was full of bells and whistles and obscenity, "Beauty, do you miss me?" ”

As soon as he turned around, he frowned and twisted his eyes, explaining that there was a reason for this. Ping Yan has heard a lot of such words, and she is not surprised, but listening to what he said is very familiar, it is a little harsh. He quietly walked over in a few steps, hugged Ping Yan without saying a word, and said in a deep voice: "There are people who are far away outside." ”

Ping Yan let him hold him, his movements were very light, only caged himself, but he couldn't help but have injuries all over his body, some of them cracked, oozing out pieces of blood, staining his body with spots, like a pile of plum blossoms falling on frost and snow.

The snow-white gauze curtain swayed gently with the wind, and in the bright moonlight, several clear black shadows lay by the window, like a ghost on a night tour.

Ping Yan pointed out the window, Shen Yuchen glanced at her, grabbed her chin with one hand, and kissed her slightly open lips. Ping Yan widened his eyes and tore the shirt on his chest to resist, but he was even more flamboyant, taking advantage of the void when her will was empty, and domineeringly pried open his lips and teeth.

Ping Yan's body was soft and painful, he attacked the city inch by inch and almost usurped and blocked her breathing, she was unstoppable, and bit the tip of her tongue that was wandering around in her mouth, and the first-class fishy saltiness was instantly permeated. He didn't seem to feel anything, his eyes were quiet, but there was a flame of desire, and the hand around her waist was like a rope, pinched and tied tighter.

Taking advantage of the hard-won gap with the air, Ping Yan breathed deeply and shallowly, and her breath turned into an undulating and delicate voice. She blushed with shame, and she held her breath, listening to Shen Yuchen's heavy breathing like spring thunder and rain, and the heat smashed down her ears.

The figure outside the window seemed to be happy to listen to a couple of men and women making some reverie in the lonely and unbearable night, and one by one they leaned into their ears and whispered some obscene words. Shen Yu snapped on her lips, raised a pair of starry eyes, smiled at her with a red face, and then took off the water drop jade pendant on her ear hole, pierced it into a rusty iron keyhole on the small door, twisted it a few times, only to hear a subtle and crisp click, and the lock was opened.

He held the earrings in the palm of his hand, and there seemed to be a shiny and thick gloss between his eyebrows and eyes, and the flowers were eternal, and the hot emotions churning in the handsome face of the rich gods. He put on Ping Yan with some emotion, his voice was as magnetic as a guqin, but his face was annoying, "Now, you kiss me too." ”

As soon as he turned around, he protected Ping Yan and leaned through the door.

Behind the door was a small path, and he had just run for a while with her in his arms, when several black shadows chased after him, and their positions were undoubtedly exposed with a slightly messy and hurried step.

Shen Yuchen listened to all directions, and knew that a tiger was difficult to defeat a group of wolves, and both of them were injured, and they would definitely die if they consumed physical strength for a long time. In front of me is a round flower bed with pines and cypresses as the heart and holly as the edge, neatly trimmed, and the branches and foliage are densely covered, and there are more than one person deep. After he went around to the flower bed, he placed Ping Yan on the side of the altar steps, took out a small and delicate gold pistol in the pocket compartment, loaded it, and stared at Ping Yan very seriously, and said: "If I can't beat them, you don't have to worry about me, just run back to the back door of the hospital." The moonlight was sparkling, and he pinched Ping Yan's shoulder and pressed lightly. The eyes suddenly deepened, and a thousand words could not be spoken.

Ping Yan clutched the corners of his sleeves, his heart was wrinkled, and his words were tumbling, and he had nothing to say.

Her body was like a cloud, her breath was faintly fragrant, her lips were slightly open, and she was vaguely red and swollen. Shen Yuchen didn't have such a blood surge like at this moment, his heart was beating like a beat, he stretched out his finger and rubbed it between her lips, and then tapped his lips, looking playful and ambiguous, "There is a faint fragrance here, I still want it in the future, I must take care of my life, you don't have to worry." ”

Ping Yan glared at him angrily, and he had already propped up the muzzle of his gun in the shadow of the branches, aiming at the incoming person.

The sound of gunfire was heard one after another. Ping Yan looked at the sudden fighting in front of her, and said in surprise: "What's going on?" ”

Shen Yuchen withdrew his gun and looked at a few plainclothes in front of him who seemed to fall from the sky, and his marksmanship was almost the same as Li Yong's. He smiled with relief, it turned out that the eldest brother was still cold-hearted, and he expected things to be like a god, and sent a dark team to patrol and protect each other in the hospital in advance.

He picked up Ping Yan and ignored the smoke of gunfire behind him, with a smile on his face, and seemed to be in a particularly sunny mood.

"You let me go." Ping Yan stared at his half-arc jaw, listening to his strong and regular heartbeat in his ears, becoming more and more uncomfortable, his body was raised, and he tried to keep an empty distance from him.

"No, why should I put it?" He asked the scoundrel rhetorically, his thin lips bent slowly, handed over a meaningful, numbing smile, shook out a roll of tickets and threw it to the rickshaw driver who was squatting on the corner to take a nap, put Ping Yan carefully in the back seat, and said to the overjoyed driver: "I bought this car." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the rope and rolled it steadily on the asphalt. The street lamps on both sides were dim, and a cage of orange circles was cast down, like a woven dust mist, extending endlessly. There is a faint floating fragrance in the air, and the mist and moon silk are quietly entwined in this remote corner. He pulled the car in front of him without hurrying, walking without a bumpy, his body walking in the hazy cover of the moonlight, his black hair was slightly flaring, he was humble and gentlemanly, and Xuan Xuan seemed to be like a morning glow, as if it was so timeless.

"Aren't you the young master who returned from abroad? How can you pull a rickshaw? Still pulling so steadily? She asked. Purely because of a curiosity that deviates from common sense.

He turned half of his face sideways, hiding the light, his eyebrows and eyes were hard to see, and between his lips, he saw the stars shining in his pupils, "Everyone is a young master, but since eight years ago, I have never lived a day of young master's life." You don't think of me as a young master, and I don't want to be a young master at all. I'd rather be a for-nothing and free Shen Yuchen. ”

Ping Yan wanted to ask him, do you remember the ten-year-old apricot blossom tree under the patio eight years ago? Remember the slapstick in the yard and the fire in the river of blood on the upper floors of the house? Back then, she really hated him, and even hated the entire Shen family, if it weren't for her father's willing echo in the raging fire, she would have liked to let the Shen family taste the fall of this dynasty.

But now he was standing in front of her, and he spoke frankly of his eight years of hard trek, as if he had been used to it. She also wanted to ask him what he had experienced in the past eight years, but she couldn't help it. Because there is no need to comfort the wind and dust with over-ripe twisting between passers-by.

Today, after the lead is washed away, although she no longer hates the blood feud provoked by the Shen family's mistakes, she will probably not forgive it for the rest of her life. The descendants of the Shen family, she doesn't want to have anything to do with it, especially Shen Yuchen. His life was bought by the whole family who were buried in Huangquan, and facing him was tantamount to uncovering the scars that had scabbed over the years.

"Here we are." Shen Yuchen stopped the car and stretched out his hand to help her.

She struggled out of the blood-stained memories, and when she lifted her eyes, she saw a slender hand with long joints. She raised her eyes in a trance, her eyes hollow and black, and they were instantly covered by utter cold alienation. Shen Yuchen thought that after experiencing several life and death of mutual support, she would always treat herself with a little warmth and closeness that was different from ordinary people, but her sudden look at the moment seemed to have knocked all the development back to its original shape, she was still an untouchable apricot blossom branch, but she didn't know that the warmth and sincerity that had been given to him like a pillow dream were remembered by him and taken as true.

He was still smiling evilly, but his heart was cold, and he still stubbornly stretched out his hand to take the initiative to help her. Ping Yan straightened up, gritted her teeth and held up the pain on her body, deliberately avoiding his hand.

The eye is greeted by a small two-story building, hidden in a jagged variety of buildings, covering a small and inconspicuous area, with mottled gray and white walls with moss and crust, and a few vines that are green and oily, climbing down the corners of the wall to the windows.

Shen Yuchen saw her contemplating for a long time, and explained in a calm voice: "Although it is bustling and noisy here, it is better because there are many people in the market, and the residents are trivial. You can stay and recuperate with peace of mind, and I will take Dongxia over to take care of you tomorrow, and I will regularly send someone to send you all the necessities of life. ”