Chapter 107: :Yanglin Town 19

"Are they going to investigate the serial murder?" Zheng Quzhi asked Wei Yan. Qi Yue said he was here for a trip, but Zheng Quzhi believed it or not. Thinking about Wei Yan's previous incident of drinking medicine, she couldn't help but speak again: "Is your injury healed? It shouldn't be alright?"
"Well, it's not completely better." Wei Yan nodded. If it weren't for physical weakness, Wei Chen wouldn't come out so easily. Thinking of the first half of Zheng Quzhi's question, he paused and added: "He didn't come to investigate."
Is that really worrying about Wei Yan?
Zheng Quzhi gave a tut, and Wei Yan looked no small. Why did Qi Yue and Cai Qian protect him like that?

Because of the delay on the road for a while, the taxi cost a lot of money, and Zheng Qu's heart was bleeding when he paid.
Distressed all the way, walked into the community of Yanghuai's home. As soon as he turned his head, Wei Yan frowned tightly. He found that as long as there were no other people around, Wei Yan would return to his previous cold appearance, with that handsome face that always smiled, how strange it looked.
"There are grievances again?" Zheng Quzhi leaned close to Wei Yan.
Wei Yan nodded, thought about reaching out to hold Zheng Quzhi's sweaty hand, and quietly comforted: "It's okay, it's not there."
Zheng Quzhi was stunned for a long time when his hand was held by Wei Yan's hand that had been cool for a long time. After earning and not breaking away, Yu Guang secretly glanced at Wei Yan, and when he saw his face as usual, he was embarrassed to let it go. The last two big men actually walked all the way holding hands.
Along the way, Zheng Quzhi was distracted.
Wei Yan's hands are really too cold. It's better in this hot summer. People will only feel comfortable touching them. But if it's in winter...
Thinking of this, Zheng Quzhi took a few hums. Damn, why did you want to hold hands until winter?
Suddenly, Zheng Quzhi paused, and remembered the sentence Wei Chen once said: He is the dirty thing!
Can't help but lower his head and look at the well-knotted hand. It is cold and powerful, but it is not popular. If he didn't know that the other party was Wei Yan, he would really think that he was holding something dirty.
"Why?" Seeing Zheng Quzhi stopped, Wei Yan tilted his head and saw him looking at the hands below. An inexplicable emotion flashed across his eyes, but quickly stabilized, and said warmly: "Catch you, it's not easy to happen. "
"Ah, it's okay, just catch it." Seeing Wei Yan's explanation, Zheng Quzhi was a little embarrassed. He wanted to cover Wei Yan's hand and said, "Your hand is like an air conditioner. Don't mention it. I feel comfortable hahahaha..."
Wei Yan was still reticent and indifferent, but there was a faint light in his eyes. He concealed it well, and outsiders couldn't see much.
When he arrived at the Yanghuai'an house on the fifth floor, Wei Yan let go of Zheng Quzhi's hand a little bit, reached out and knocked on the door of the room, knocking on the door in a regular manner, just like when he and Zheng Quzhi first met, knocking three times to pause. , Knocked three more times, as if there was obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Not long after, the inside sounded quietly, and the woman's vigilant voice came out: "Who!"
"Auntie, I am Lamb's friend, I am bringing you something!" Zheng Quzhi shouted enthusiastically.
There was a moment of silence inside, and then the door was opened. A middle-aged woman with short curly hair poked her head out, glanced up and down Zheng Quzhi and Wei Yan, and said suspiciously, "Are you friends of An'an?"
"Of course it is!" Zheng Quzhi pulled off his mask and replied with a smile, "Lamb is worried about you, Auntie. I heard that I am going to work here, so let me bring you something!"
With that, he passed the talisman over.
Upon seeing this, Mother Yang breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly opened the door, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry! It's not safe here recently, so be more careful. Come here, come first!"
"It's okay, after all, it's not peaceful here recently. It's right to be wary." Zheng Quzhi's smiling mother Chaoyang said, pulling Wei Yan into the house together.
The Yang family is not big, and the house looks very old, with a sense of age. The walls are covered with large and small awards. Of course, the most eye-catching picture is the photo of Yanghuaian in military uniforms with his mother. .
Wei Yan only glanced and retracted his gaze. There was no clue on his face, but his fingers moved a little uneasy, as if he wanted to grasp something, and restrained.
After giving the paper talisman to Mother Yang, Mother Yang still refused to let them go. She said enthusiastically that she wanted to make tea for them, but Zheng Quzhi and Wei Yan had no choice but to wait.
When he noticed something abnormal in Wei Yan, Zheng Quzhi was bowing his head while sipping the tea. He suddenly noticed the abnormality and tilted his head. As expected, Wei Yan's face was unconcealable pale.
At this time, Zheng Quzhi remembered what Wei Yan had said before that he and Yang Huai'an were fighting against each other. Realizing this, he grabbed Wei Yan's hand and asked concerned: "Is it all right?"
However, when he touched that hand, his face changed.
The hand, which had always been cold and unpopular, suddenly became warmer, which was even more frightening than cold.
Suddenly he got up, startled his mother Yang who came out with the snack, and asked, "Xiao Zheng, what's the matter?"
"Auntie, my friend is not feeling well, we have to go first." Zheng Quzhi suppressed the anxiety in his heart, twitched the corner of his mouth, and at the same time pulled Wei Yan up.
Wei Yan's delicate face was as pale as a piece of white paper. Mother Yang was panicked when she saw it, and quickly said, "Then hurry up, go to the hospital!"
"Hmm!" Regardless of other things, Zheng Quzhi hurriedly pulled Wei Yan away from the Yang family.
Along the way, Wei Yan pressed his lips and said nothing.
Until the downstairs of the community, Zheng Quzhi was in a daze and remembered that he was still holding Wei Yan's hand. The temperature in his hand has dropped a lot, and his coldness has returned. Zheng Quzhi's heart was beating very fast, as if he had discovered some amazing secret, he couldn't breathe under pressure.
Then Wei Yan stopped.
Zheng Quzhi swallowed, looked at Wei Yan, and said, "What's the matter?"
Wei Yan lowered his eyes for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Zheng Quzhi quietly, and asked confidently, "Why escape?"
Zheng Quzhi's behavior just now seemed to him to run away. He wanted to escape, so he followed, but he didn't know what made Zheng Quzhi suddenly intend to escape.
Wei Yan's question directly confuses Zheng Quzhi. After a long while, I uttered an intelligible sentence: "You...you feel uncomfortable at Yang's house...you yin and yang mutually restrain each other..."
Hearing that, Wei Yan was taken aback, and then laughed out: "I'm not that weak yet, it's just a little uncomfortable."
After Wei Yan smiled that way, Zheng Quzhi's face burned like fire, and he was silent for a long while before whitewashing and replied: "It's not uncomfortable."
These words made Wei Yan stunned again, staring at Zheng Quzhi in a daze, and forgot to move his thoughts. Then the ear roots suddenly burned, and he broke away from Zheng Quzhi's hot hands, but said nothing at the beginning.