"Withdraw." Jin Cheng glanced at Gong Qiyu and them unwillingly, and beckoned his subordinates to leave hurriedly, just after Jin Cheng hurriedly left, Ye Ningbai ran into the building with Mu Zhengqing's people.

"Stop chasing, the police have passed." Ye Ningbai stopped everyone who was covered in blood and wanted to pursue, Gong Qihui raised his hand and wanted to push her aside, but as soon as he touched Ye Ningbai, he shrank back stiffly.

"No need to chase." Gong Qihui sighed, said softly, and slowly walked towards Jiang Lu, who was lying in a pool of blood, and the others followed behind Gong Qihui in a dull manner.

Ye Ningbai felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and he didn't know what was going on, because of the distance, Ye Ningbai couldn't receive the news from Gong Qiyu.

Ye Ningbai looked at Gong Qiyu's line of sight, saw the corpse with a clown mask, and asked tremblingly, "Who is that person?" Zhao Mo took a deep breath and said in a sad tone: "It's Jiang Lu." ”

"Jiang Lu?" Ye Ningbai's voice was a little out of tune, he looked at Zhao Mo and said word by word: "Are you right to lie to me, Jiang Lu is so clever, how can he die, I don't believe it." ”

"Miss Ye, you, go and have a look." Zhao Mo's body paused, and he said to her without looking back.

Ye Ningbai couldn't believe Zhao Mo's words, his legs seemed to be weighing a thousand gold at this time, and he couldn't take a step, Ye Ningbai put the headset to his mouth, trembling his lips and asked softly: "Gong Shao, is he Jiang Lu?" ”

Gong Qiyu didn't answer, only gently took off Jiang Lu's mask, revealing that slightly childish face, Ye Ningbai only felt a trance, and the various things that Ejiang Lu had lived together in the past few days set off waves in his mind.

"Sister, what do you have to do with our general?"

"Sister, are you right?"

Jiang Lu's hoarse voice echoed in Ye Ningbai's mind.

The day dawned, tears gradually blurred her eyes, everything in front of her became so unreal, and the morning light cast Ye Ningbai's shadow on Jiang Lu's body.

Against the light, Zhao Mo carefully picked up Jiang Lu and slowly walked to the door. The policemen who came in a hurry, thinking that they had made way for them, fought all night in the building with the falcons.

"Gong Shao, you can say something." Ye Ningbai and Gong Qihui got into the same car and rushed to the hospital, they both suffered some injuries more or less, as soon as they got in the car, Ye Ningbai kept talking to Gong Qihui, but they didn't get any response.

"Gong Qixi! Anyway, are you hurt? Ye Ningbai stretched out his hand to Gong Qixi's clown mask, wanting to take him off.

Gong Qiyu grabbed Ye Ningbai's wrist and said in a hoarse voice: "Shut up, I want to be alone quietly." Ye Ningbai's wrist was caught, and he just wanted to withdraw, but found that a wisp of blood flowed out of Gong Qixi's cuff and ticked on the seat.

"Gong Shao, you're injured!" Ye Ningbai gently rolled up Gong Qixi's cuffs, saw the shocking gunshot wound and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to bandage it?" ”

"I said let me be alone." Gong Qixi's angry voice reverberated throughout the carriage, Ye Ningbai said sorry timidly, retracted his hand, and moved to the seat farthest away from Gong Qihui.

Suddenly, there was only the sound of blood dripping in the car, and after a long time, Gong Qiyu took a deep breath, took off the mask and headphones together, and threw them to the ground.

Ye Ningbai looked worriedly at Gong Qiyu, whose eyes were red and covered in blood.

Gong Qiyu turned his head, his murderous eyes suddenly softened towards Ye Ningbai's agile eyes, he moved his body, leaned in front of Ye Ningbai, and opened his arms to hold Ye Ningbai tightly in his arms.

"Although Jiang Lu followed me not the longest, it is indeed my favorite, when this child first came, he thought about going home every day, and cried in the bed every day." Ye Ningbai's head was buried deep in Gong Qiyu's arms, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

The car sped down the road, and the king's scenery whizzed backwards.

A tear fell on Ye Ningbai's head, sliding down her hair and falling on her lips, this hot teardrop exploded between her lips, mixed with Ye Ningbai's tears without a trace.

After a long time, Gong Qiyu slowly let go of Ye Ningbai, seemed to be in a slightly better mood, raised Ye Ningbai's head and whispered, "I'm sorry." Ye Ningbai was stunned, frowned, and asked inexplicably, "Why do you want to apologize to me?" ”

Gong Qiyu's cold face showed a hint of warmth, and he said in a warm voice: "Because I murdered you just now." ”

Ye Ningbai wiped her tears, looked at Gong Qiyu's eyes seriously and whispered: "It's me who should apologize, I came up with this idea, and I have injured you all, and Jiang Lu is still ......."

Gong Qiyu interrupted Ye Ningbai's self-condemnation: "You don't need to say it, I'm looking for revenge on the falcon's people, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

The phrase "has nothing to do with you. Instantly lit the guide/fire/rope, Ye Ningbai stared at Gong Qixuan and opened his lips coldly: "You always say that it has nothing to do with me, why is this always the case, I am Gong Ruixuan's mother, why has nothing to do with me." ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and said nothing, turned his head to look out the window, and did not look at Gong Qihui's expression, Gong Qihui's eyes moved and did not speak, and the car became dead and silent again.

"General, we're here." The driver maintained a high level of professional ethics along the way and did not interject once. Before the driver came to open the door, Gong Qihui casually opened the car door with his injured hand, and the pain of torn flesh and blood couldn't help but make him frown.

At this time, a small white hand stretched out and opened the car door lightly, Gong Qiyu turned his head and looked at Ye Ningbai, who was rolling his eyes: "Look at what, get out of the car." ”

"You are a little arrogant, Ye Ningbai." Gong Qiyu looked at Ye Ningbai and said word by word.

The two had no intention of joking, but they wanted to find a way to make each other not so sad, and the two tacitly chose this attitude, but they didn't know it.

Gong Qihui hurriedly bandaged the wound and went to the various wards to visit the class, which couldn't help but warm everyone's hearts, and when Gong Qihui returned to the ward, it was already more than one o'clock in the afternoon.

Ye Ningbai stayed in front of Gong Qiyu's bed, bowed his head and fiddled with his fingers, chatting with him with a match.

"Ningbai, you go and rest." Gong Qiyu looked at Ye Ningbai with inky eyes and said gently. Ye Ningbai put his hands on his cheeks, blinked his somewhat sour eyes and replied softly, "Okay." ”

Ye Ningbai stood up, tugged at the corner of his clothes, walked to the bed next to him, pulled up the quilt and lay down.

Gong Qiyu hesitated for a moment, looked at Ye Ningbai, who was close at hand, and asked softly, "Do you want to be in the same room with me?" Ye Ningbai's gently trembling eyelashes could be seen clearly.

"It's a hospital in a small town, where are there so many beds." Ye Ningbai yawned as she spoke, turned around, covered the quilt, and left her back to Gong Qiyu.

Gong Qihui turned his head hesitantly, thinking carefully about the changes in the Tianye Ningbai these days: from the resistance at the beginning, to the indifference later, to the current touch, it really took Gong Qihui a lot of energy.

Ye Ningbai seemed to be staring at the eye chart on the wall, but his mind didn't know where to fly, and the scenes since he met Gong Qiyu kept echoing in his mind, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

Suddenly. A shadow rushed into Ye Ningbai's mind at an inopportune time, it was An Yaosi, who was looking at himself aggrievedly. Ye Ningbai shook his head and bit his lip lightly to get himself out of his imagination.

Gong Qiyu was not interested in the scenery outside the window, he slowly calmed down and began to sort out his thoughts, and at this time, Ye Ningbai's even breathing came out.

Gong Qihui gently walked out of bed and found that Ye Ningbai was already asleep, Gong Qihui laboriously used one hand to retract her outstretched arm, and pressed her quilt again.

He was careful for fear of waking Ye Ningbai up, and after picking up Ye Ningbai's shoes that he was almost throwing to the door, his forehead was already full of sweat.

Gong Qiyu was very tired at the moment, collapsed on the bed, and fell asleep.

"Gong Shao, it's time to change the dressing." A familiar voice sounded in Gong Qixi's ears. He raised his heavy eyelids and slowly opened his eyes, and Ye Ningbai, who was full of smiles, sat in front of him.

Gong Qiyu moved his somewhat stiff neck and stretched out his injured arm.

Ye Ningbai gently put Gong Qixi's arm on his lap, helped his sideburns, and put away the half-scattered ink hair back, Ye Ningbai's warm little hand slowly unwrapped the bandage on Gong Qixi's wound.

"If it hurts, you tell me, I'm inexperienced." Ye Ningbai pursed her lips nervously, not daring to blink to change the dressing for Gong Qiyu.

Feeling the temperature of Ye Ningbai's fingertips, Gong Qiyu responded softly and slowly closed his eyes. His unintentional move made Ye Ningbai think in his heart: Ah, will he think that I am unprofessional, what if I can't get it right.

Ye Ningbai, who was still very indifferent, suddenly trembled with his hands, and secretly complained in his heart that he didn't have a steel drill to do porcelain work, but he had already removed the bandage, and he couldn't leave him alone.

I had to bite the bullet and continue.

"Ye Ningbai, are you in love with me?" Gong Qiyu's indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

Ye Ning's white hand shook, and he almost spilled the medicine on the ground, thinking that he had heard it wrong, he blinked his eyes, and asked hesitantly, "Gong Shao, what did you just say?" ”

"Why do you ask?" Gong Qiyu sat up, put his face in front of Ye Ningbai, and said word by word. Ye Ningbai hurriedly stepped back, but because Gong Qixi's arm was still on his lap, he could only tilt his head back.

Gong Qiyu leaned forward reluctantly, and his hoarse voice was full of charm: "Then I'll say it again, Ye Ningbai, are you in love with me?" ”

"How is that possible? Absolutely, no! Ye Ningbai stared at Gong Qixi's eyes and said with great certainty, but she grabbed Gong Qihui's arm and trembled, she had already betrayed him.

"Gong Shao, don't ask this kind of question in the future." Ye Ningbai lowered his head and said expressionlessly, but the speed of bandaging his hands became inexplicably faster, and he hurriedly tied the bandage, Ye Ningbai stood up, and didn't look at Gong Qi's change to leave.