Beginning without end

Chapter 109

Ji Suiyun opened the car door, and the cold air wrapped around him followed the car along the gap, and the temperature dropped instantly.

It was Ji Suiyun who beat him, but he didn't look too well either, Ji Suiyun's face and lips were sickly pale, but there was an abnormal blush on his cheekbones.

Song Bai was still in a daze, showing an unrecovered look, his big eyes staring blankly like a layer of mist, and his fingers pinched deep marks on the jacket.After Ji Suiyun sat back, Liang Songbai slowly recovered his usual calm.

"Give me a cigarette, please?" Song Bai's voice was very soft, with a tired and hoarse taste.

Ji Suiyun took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out one, put it in his mouth and lit it before handing it to Song Bai.

Song Bai thanked him, and wanted to open the car window to escape the smell.

Ji Suiyun stopped him: "It's okay, I don't mind choking, don't catch a cold."

Song Bai didn't insist any longer, and took a deep breath of the cigarette.

"Are you scared?" Ji Suiyun asked suddenly, his voice was a little helpless.

Song Bai shook his head slowly, but didn't say a word.

Ji Suiyun suddenly stretched out his hand, cupped Song Bai's face with a bit of force that could not be refused, and gave him a delicate and long kiss.Ji Suiyun's body was a little cold, and the comfortable and elegant Qinan fragrance exuded from the excellent texture of the clothing. When he came down from the harmless cage, it actually gave people a sense of security that could not be ignored.

"I won't hurt you." Ji Suiyun pressed Song Bai into his arms and said in a low voice, "I won't allow anyone to hurt you either."

Song Bai pressed against Ji Suiyun's chest, his dull sense of smell seemed to smell the sticky smell of blood on Ji Suiyun's body at this time, the smell of rust was mixed with the faint aroma, but it was not too disgusting .

"...Is that man dead?" Song Bai heard the trembling in his voice.

Ji Suiyun pulled up Song Bai's finger and kissed it lightly: "Ah Bai, I won't." Ji Suiyun was already so dirty that he couldn't even wash it off with the water of the Tenth World's Underworld, so he wanted to keep his heart clean. Cherish that point and protect it tightly. You shouldn't show him any blood or filth.

The fingers that Song Bai kissed him curled up with convulsions, and he asked again: "What will happen to Ren Xingxu?"

Ji Suiyun closed his eyes: "I'm still thinking about it."

Song Bai seemed to want to ask something, but Ji Suiyun closed his eyes: "Shh, Ah Bai, let me take a rest."

Only then did Song Bai discover several huge beads of cold sweat that slowly condensed on Ji Suiyun's temples.

Song Bai's pupils shrank suddenly, the bloody smell on Ji Suiyun's body didn't seem to be from Zhu Jinnan, for a person as proud and clean as Ji Suiyun, the bloody smell on his body could only come from his own blood.

Song Bai touched Ji Suiyun's chest with trembling hands, but was stopped by Ji Suiyun not far away: "Don't touch it, it's okay." white glaze.

"Have you stopped the bleeding? Show me."

Ji Suiyun avoided Song Bai again, he softly held Song Bai's hand, "Don't look, it's too dirty."

Fortunately, the car arrived at the hospital very quickly. Before the director who had been waiting all morning had time to talk to him, the driver yelled in a panic: "Quickly arrange an emergency passage for Mr. Ji."

The wound on Ji Suiyun's chest was cracked, and he hasn't taken good care of him since he was injured, especially recently, he was drinking and waiting for Song Bai in the cold wind, and he moved a little more today , All the things that I didn't pay attention to before have all become painful today.

Ji Suiyun's wound was a little infected. He had a lot of drinking a while ago, which caused his blood clotting function to be poor, so he had to stay in the hospital first and obediently hang up the water.

Today was supposed to be a physical examination for Song Bai, but Ji Suiyun fell ill like a mountain.Song Bai was fine, Ji Suiyun took good care of him, rubbed the bruises away, and didn't let him catch a cold.However, Ji Suiyun's situation was a little serious. He passed out after lying on the stretcher, and didn't wake up for most of the day.

Song Bai didn't leave after all. He knew in his heart that Ji Suiyun's embarrassment was all because of himself. Although he didn't like to see Ji Suiyun's bloody behavior of using violence to control violence, it didn't prevent Song Bai from feeling faintly grateful.Ji Suiyun protected him very seriously.

The hospital arranged a ward for two people so that Song Bai could lie down on the bed even if he was tired.Song Bai didn't turn on the phone all the time, and he didn't know how to explain it to his parents, but the strange thing was that there were only two missed calls from his parents after turning on the phone.

Song Bai made a phone call to report that he was safe.

"Son." Ren Hantao said with concern: "Are you awake? I have already trained your cousin, and you are already helping him by picking him up. How dare he let you drink?"

Song Bai was a little stunned, and then remembered that Ji Suiyun dealt with Zhu Jinnan resolutely, and now it was only one night plus half a morning. Ren Xingxu probably thought he was taken away by Zhu Jinnan: "Mom, I'm fine, I drank a little."

"You can't come back after drinking a little? Little Xing told you that you were broken, so he opened a room for you. She is afraid that your father will be angry if you come home drunk."

Song Bai said: "It's okay, Mom, I'll probably... go back later. My boss has come to Shenyang to discuss business, and I'll accompany him to have lunch."

"Ah, so, that's fine, but don't drink with the boss, or your father will definitely show his face again."

Song Bai comforted her a few more words, hung up the phone and stared blankly for a while.

Ji Suiyun hadn't woken up yet, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was competing with himself, and he refused to relax all the time.

Song Bai sat beside Ji Suiyun's bed, smoothing his brows from time to time, but it was of no use.

This is the first time Song Bai has seen Ji Suiyun physically so fragile. In the past, even if he was mentally weak, he always looked like a fortress, like an indestructible armor.He doesn't look like Ji Suiyun in the past.

After Song Bai checked his body, someone brought him food, but Ji Suiyun hadn't woken up yet, and his fever hadn't subsided.People who are not easy to get sick are more ferocious than ordinary people when they get sick.Song Bai went to wash a towel with cold water. Ice cubes would make people uncomfortable. In the past, when he had a fever, Lu Fucheng would use a cold towel to cool him down.

After changing two towels, Ji Suiyun's expression seemed to relax a bit, and he muttered softly indistinctly.Song Bai couldn't hear clearly, and didn't really want to explore.

Song Bai took the towel off Ji Suiyun's forehead and was about to leave when Ji Suiyun suddenly grabbed his wrist. He was clearly ill, but he was surprisingly strong.

Song Bai looked up at him, but Ji Suiyun still didn't look sober.

Because of the sudden approach of the two, this time he heard the few unclear syllables in Ji Suiyun's mouth, like Shanghai dialect, spoken softly and helplessly.

He called mom.

He called Nannan.

Song Bai suddenly softened his heart.