Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

He is very unreasonable.

Yan Ran raised the corners of his mouth after hearing this lightly, and when he smiled, his eyes glistened with tenderness.

It took a lot of effort to settle Fu Ji on the bed.

Fu Ji lowered his eyes, unwilling to let go.

Yan Ran was helpless, "Go to sleep, it's already late."

He looked a little naive and said, "You should say, Xiao Ji, I love you, good night."

Yan Ran was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and rolled his eyes towards Fu Ji's unusually hot eyes.

The voice is unbelievably gentle.

"Xiao Ji, I love you, good night."

Now, Fu Ji finally closed his eyes willingly.

Yan Ran was sleeping next to him, and the two hugged each other tightly like conjoined twins, especially Fu Ji, who was as terrifying as a vine, with his limbs entangled.

In the middle of the night, Yan Ran opened his eyes in the darkness.

Every time Fu Ji sleeps lightly, Yan Ran can wake him up even if he turns over at night.

But Fu Ji, who was drunk, fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Ran gently moved the man's arm away, fumbled in the darkness and gently opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a tiny medicine from inside.

From a distance of more than ten centimeters, I sprayed it lightly on the underside of Fu Ji's nose a few times.

Fu Ji seemed to have noticed something, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he tried hard to open his eyes, but ended in failure and fell into a deeper sleep.

The heavy rain had just stopped, and the air smelled damp.

Yan Ran took people to a remote and dilapidated psychiatric hospital. The moss on the steps was dark green, and the walls were yellow and peeling off.

The sky is white, and the leaves are washed clean, revealing an intoxicating emerald color in the morning light. Occasionally, with the breeze, a few round raindrops drip down and shine brightly.

The coat fluttered with the wind, blowing away a drop of water.

At this point in time, there is no one in the hospital, and even the security guards are dozing off.

Yan Ran hurriedly walked.

On the lawn, Yan Ran saw the man in the wheelchair at a glance.

The man was wearing a hospital gown, with a handsome and thin profile, with prominent cheekbones, a dull expression, and a short stubble at the corner of his mouth.

Men have always loved cleanliness, and there is always a comfortable sandalwood scent. The collar and sleeves are always white, and the hair is even more refreshing.

The first thing anyone sees Fu Yi is the image of a gentle and handsome young man.

And the current Fu Yi, less than a month old, seems to be several years older.

Yan Ran's breathing trembled slightly, she took a deep breath, walked slowly to the wheelchair, squatted down and stared at the man's ignorant and empty eyes.

After a long while, the man's eyes gradually converged, looking at Yan Ran, as if he was looking at a stranger curiously, puzzled and cautious.

Yan Ran's heart sank.

She couldn't believe that Fu Yi just stayed in this place for more than 20 days, and he became like this. He even lost his mind. He looked really stupid and crazy.

Yan Ran asked the people behind him to leave.

For some reason, Yan Ran didn't want others to see Fu Yi like this.

"You, do you remember me?" Yan Ran asked very lightly, like a breeze blowing past, without any aggressiveness.

The man lowered his eyes, Yan Ran was half squatting, he was a bit taller than Yan Ran.

Even so, he didn't mean to be condescending.

That numb and empty gaze stared straight at Yan Ran, as if he was thinking, with a loose daze and confusion.

Yan Ran smiled, and the red mole on the tip of his nose became more vivid, "It's me, Yan Ran."

Fu Yi's eyes stayed on the vivid red branch for several seconds, his expression went blank, and then his expression gradually changed.

It was subtle at first, and later turned into panic.

Yan Ran noticed it instantly, but before he figured it out, Fu Yi started to lose control.

He seemed to want to escape, but he was controlled in this small wheelchair. He could only shrug back desperately. The wheelchair creaked, and he reached out and firmly grasped the armrest, his fingertips turning blue.

There was a vigilant roar like a beast in his throat.

"roll!"

"Go away!"

"what--"

Yan Ran was caught off guard, she wanted to hold down the man's wheelchair, and softly comforted him, but it didn't have any effect, on the contrary, it stimulated the man's nerves even more, and his expressions became more and more crazy and out of control.

Such a big movement startled the man in black who was guarding not far away, and ran towards this side.

Without saying a word, he pinned Fu Yi on the wheelchair and couldn't move.

Yan Ran was a little out of breath.

The man in the wheelchair was still staring at him, with a fearful and vigilant expression, strange syllables coming out of his throat, and nervous words muttering in his mouth.

Yan Ran clenched his fists and turned his head away, unwilling to see Fu Yi's current state.

When he spoke again, his voice was already hoarse.

"Take him away."

"Don't hurt him."
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When Yan Ran hurried back, her hair and clothes were covered with dew.

She took off her windbreaker and only wore a thin white shirt.

It was quite early at this time, less than six o'clock.

Yan Ran gently unscrewed the handle of the bedroom and walked in quietly.

Soon, she froze in place.

The man who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed was standing by the bed at this moment, playing with a small object with his slender white fingers.

Under the dim light, Yan Ran saw clearly what was in the man's hand, and his heart trembled.

That's medicine.

The man looked over slowly, looking at the person standing upright at the door, covered in cold air all over his body.

His eyes were cold and deep, and Yan Ran seemed to have stopped breathing when he stared in this direction.

Holding the potion in his hand, the man's voice unexpectedly softly asked, "Where have you been?"

Yan Ran opened his mouth, his mind went blank, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

Just about to speak, the phone rang.

Fu Ji picked up the phone and heard some news, his face suddenly became gloomy.

After hanging up the phone, the air seemed to be frozen by an invisible sense of oppression, and a dangerous chill was spreading.

boom--

The potion was thrown on the ground.

The man strode over, getting closer and closer, and did not stop until the distance between the two was less than half a meter. His tall figure was extremely oppressive, and half of his face was hidden under the dim light. in the shadows.

Yan Ran stepped back, and quickly reached the cold wall.

The man continued to bully him until there was no more third person between them, then he stopped and looked down at the pale and sickly face in front of him.

Yan Ran lowered her long eyelashes, she didn't know whether it was because of a guilty conscience or something, she didn't dare to look him in the eyes at all.

But even if he didn't look at his expression, Yan Ran could still feel the hostility and irritability emanating from the other person's body, like a volcano that would erupt at any time, on the verge of breaking the balance.

The next chapter will be posted later