Chapter 34: Friend's wife can't play

If he had laughed like this before, it would be very pleasing to the eye, but now, the red and swollen wound on his face is unfolding, and the eyes are very hurt when he smiles, but Zhao He has no time to take care of this, he stared at him in front of him. People, only to find out that his voice was shaking, "What the happened! What's wrong with A Qing!"
Yan Xizhi burst into tears, but instead of laughing, he cried. He withdrew his hand mockingly. "What's wrong, what's wrong with you..." Thinking of A Qing's frantic begging and endless pain, he He could not wait to break his neck at that time. Of course, before that, he had to break Lin Yun's!
On that day, he was confident that Lin Yun did not dare to get rid of ghosts, so he just calculated the time to go, but A Qing said it personally, saying that Zhao He ordered the man to move the hand, A Qing would not lie, Zhao He did not need to do so, then , It can only be Lin Huang
When Yan Xizhi's hateful looked at herself, Lin Yuan was so scared that her legs softened, and she hid back behind the table, "Ahe! Ahe!"
Zhao He turned around as he wished, but his eyes were no longer indifferent. His eyes were stained with thick bloodshot eyes, almost biting his teeth and asking her, "What the did you do to A Qing!"
Lin Yun was frightened by his appearance, and the whole person shuddered, stuttering the explanation: "Ahe, Ahe, I am not..."
She wanted to say that she didn’t, but watching them both stare at her with red eyes, the rest of the words unconsciously turned to shirk their responsibilities,
I, I called you, you think it was He Qing is playing tricks! You refused to go!"
"You call me..." Zhao He's eyes were blood red. He seemed to remember that day. He received a call from A Qing and was very angry. Then he received his text message and asked him to meet at a place. With a sneer, he directly deleted the SMS and blacklisted the person.
Yan Xizhi, who has been watching with cold eyes, just thought for a few seconds, and wanted to understand the flow. He smiled angrily, and walked step by step to Lin Yun who saw him shrinking behind the table, standing and looking at her from the top. , "Lin Yun, you didn't even inform Zhao He that Aqing was kidnapped, right?"
The makeup on Lin Yun's face has long been spent. At this moment, when the man asked coldly, she looked up tremblingly and said, "I told Ah He, if he cares about He Qing, he will of course go, he Did not go, can only represent him at all—"
"Ah--" the woman screamed, and the man's leather shoes kicked the table in front of her, making a loud noise, and slowly retracted in the sight of Lin Hua, who was almost scared, and only the depression on the table remained , Seeing her in tears, Yan Xizhi twitched the wound on her cheek, not even sneering to squeeze out, "You can rest assured, I won't hit you..."
He said with a soft voice. After Lin Yuan slowly relaxed, she suddenly pulled her arm and inserted a needle under the woman's incredible despair.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Lin screamed with horror and horror echoed throughout the office.
Zhao Heran watched, only one sentence in his brain echoed, if he cared enough, if...

【Ding! Zhao He likes it, eighty-five, please host to make persistent efforts. 】
[At this point, it was only eighty. 】He Qing wore a hospital uniform and stood on the window sill to gently pull out a flower. [Ahe, it’s really difficult to guide...] If it was Zhao He from the previous school period, it should be much simpler.
But it doesn’t matter, he will remind him, Zhao He, how gentle he used to be.
Zhao He followed Feng Xinyang's door and saw that the young man was gently sniffing the beautiful flowers. He stood there so quietly that he felt the happiness. Hearing someone coming in, the young man raised his eyes and looked at him. The confusion lit up in surprise after seeing the person in front of him.
"Ahe!!"
The love and joy in his eyes can be seen by individuals. Zhao He can almost be flattered. A Qing, didn't he blame him?
He was sour and astringent in his heart, and also brought some bitter sweetness. Feng Xinyang's face behind him was not very good-looking, but he did not show it. Unexpectedly, He Qingfei ran quickly, but he ignored Zhao He and went straight Into the embrace of Feng Xinyang.
After the man surprised and carefully took him into his arms, the young man raised his head, his eyes full of joy, "You come to see me! I miss you so much!"
Feng Xinyang's face suddenly became weird. He glanced at Zhao He, who was stunned, and whispered the young man, "I miss you too. Has Aqing taken medicine?"
"Eating, it's very bitter, but I've finished drinking it!" The young man's face was a little bit wronged, and some leaned on the man's arms, looking at the man with a little expectation, as if waiting for him to praise himself, Feng Xinyang also Without disappointing him, he didn't even hesitate to boast: "We Aqing are so powerful, we have finished drinking such bitter medicine!"
In Zhao He's eyes, the young man's face was shy and contented, and he was a little embarrassed to tighten the man's sleeve. It was as if he saw himself now. His clear eyes were filled with doubts, and he looked up strangely. Feng Xinyang, "Ahe, is this your friend?"
Feng Xinyang choked, not knowing how to answer.
Zhao He held out his hand to the doubtful young man, "A Qing, it's me..."
Who knows that his hand just touched He Qing, the young man shrank into Feng Xinyang's arms like a startled bird, his eyes full of terror and fear, he even shook his whole body: "Ahe, Ahe, I'm afraid !"
Zhao He listened to his name, but he hid in the arms of other men. His hand in the air slowly dropped and fell to his side. He watched Feng Xinyang bear the name of Ahe. Voice comfort young people:
"Don't be afraid of A Qing, this is my friend, he..." Feng Xinyang looked up at Zhao He with some hesitation. He didn't make up a name casually, "He won't hurt you, don't be afraid..."
But no matter how he coaxed him, the young man shrank in his arms and refused to come out. Zhao He looked at him with a mouthful of Ahe, but he was frightened by the way he avoided, and his fists clenched tightly. Ning Feng pushed the door in, and his eyes fell on the young man who refused to look up when he came in to hide and dodge. With a trace of sadness in his eyes, he looked at Zhao He and said coldly, "Come out."
Zhao He looked at He Qing, who was hiding in Feng Xinyang's arms and refused to look up, and went out with a sullen face.
When the people were gone, the young man raised his head carefully, "Ahe, who is that? It looks terrible..."
Feng Xinyang, who was relying on him to be happy, was full of bitterness at the moment. His heart was in pain, but he faced He Qing who raised his head and waited for his answer. The man smiled softly, "He is a friend of mine Is A Qing sleepy? I'll coax you to sleep, OK?"
The young man blinked and nodded cleverly, "Okay, A He coaxes me to sleep."
No matter how many times I listened, the words "A He" pierced into Feng Xinyang's heart like a spike. He suffocated and uncomfortable, but he could only play as Zhao He, so he could coax He Qing to sleep.
Watching the young man close his eyes obediently, the tight hands of the two bags have been hurting, but he still stubbornly gripped his hand, as if he could not sleep like this, Feng Xinyang's jealousy will be like a swamp. He was drowning, and in the place where He Qing couldn't see, the man's eyes were full of hate.
Zhao He! What can you do!
Yan Xizhi had been standing outside the door, he was disfigured, and his exquisite face turned into a ghost. When He Qing saw him, he shouted and shouted, hiding in Feng Xinyang’s arms and shaking, so he Can only stay outside the door like this, through the small glass window, watching Feng Xinyang hug people in his arms.
Watching Zhao He come out with a gloomy face, he sneered.
What is he Zhao He qualified to do this gesture!
Thinking, thinking, and showing a bitter smile, self-deprecating, whether it is before or now, A Qing still does not want to see himself as always.
In the past, when A Qing was sober, there were only two of them in his eyes. Now, A Qing is not awake. He is remembering Zhao He's name and relies on Feng Xinyang. This disfigured person in his eyes may be a terrible one Monsters.
He even didn't even have the qualification to be jealous. Isn't Qing Qing like this because of him?
Zhao He walked over, his face pale, "What the is going on!"
Yan Xizhi wiped away the wetness from his eyes, his voice hoarse: "A Qing has problems with memory because of vn's stimulation."
"In his eyes, Feng Xinyang is you, and he is now, eight years ago."
The half-faced man looked at the shocked Zhao He with a crazy tone, "Eight years ago, what happened!"

Feng Xinyang stood by the young man, looking at his peaceful sleeping face, looking at such A Qing, he even produced a kind, as long as A Qing has always depended on him like this, willing to be with him, even if he is treated as Zhao He for life Idea.
He really wanted to go back to the past, back to the side of A Qing who had not been destroyed by his own hands, trusted, dependent, and loved him.
Feng Xinyang stared at the young man's sleepy face, and saw that he frowned in his sleep. He quickly extended his hand to help him calm down. The next second when he touched his eyebrow, the young man's eyes widened in horror and screamed screamingly. He rolled to the edge of the bed, the pair of previously clear eyes were full of terror, and tears fell down, and he seemed to be unaware.
"Go away!!! Go away!!!"
Feng Xinyang froze, "A Qing..." He didn't know what happened to the young man, he quickly went to bed, and the whole crying person stopped in front of the trembling young man, daring to reach out to stimulate him, so he calmed down his voice, Quietly asked him: "A Qing, what's wrong with you?"
The young man seemed to hear nothing, still trembling crying, his tight hands wrapped in white gauze waving in the air regardless of the pain, his voice had been shouted, but he was still struggling and yelling: "Ahe save me! !Ahe!!"
He looked so frightening that Feng Xinyang gritted his teeth, "A Qing, it's me, I'm A He..."
The young man’s crying was a little lower. His eyes were red and swollen and looked at the person in front of him, like a grievanced cub, crying into the man’s arms, choking with a sobbing voice: " Ahe...Ahe...I'm so scared...they are terrible..."
"Thank you for saving me, Ahe..." Hugging the crying and trembling young man, listening to him shouting Ahe, Feng Xinyang swallowed the pain in his heart and gently patted the back of the person in his arms, softly. Tao: "Not afraid, not afraid, I'm here..."
The three people who heard the young man shouting came standing outside the door. Zhao He looked at the young man who was choking in Feng Xinyang's arms slowly and fell asleep. His heart began to twitch. He held his chest, his face full of doubts.
When did he save A Qing?