Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

Chapter 24 The Unloved Third Person 3

The morning sun shines on the face, giving it a warm comfort.

Qiao Anshan had something on his mind, and he woke up directly from a dream. The sudden dizziness in his brain made him grunt, and only then did he realize that his head was wrapped with a bandage.

So what happened last night actually happened!He looked around in a hurry, but there was no sign of Jian Shou in the room at all, and a huge panic hit him again.

Joan Anshan ran outside before he even had time to put on his shoes, and almost collided with the man who walked in from outside.

Andre helped Joan Anshan, who was standing unsteadily: "What are you doing?"

Qiao Anshan waved Andre's hand away. He thought of this man, and his expression suddenly became very unfriendly: "Go away, I'm going to find Jian Shou!"

"Jane? Who are you to him?" Andre didn't get angry because of the rudeness of the man in front of him.

He was just curious about his identity. After all, for so long, he thought that Jane had nowhere to go alone, so he chose to stay in Turkey.

Joan Anshan thought he was being provocative, and lifted Andre's collar: "I am Jian Shou's lover, he belongs to me alone!" With a hint of warning, "You'd better stay away from him."

Andre looked at the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his tone was very calm: "But I only know that when Jane escaped from death, there was no so-called lover who came to save him; when he was lying in the hospital unable to move, there was no so-called lover." Lovers come to take care of him; he has lived here so long, and no lovers come to him."

Qiao Anshan was panting heavily, he couldn't refute every word of this man, he was not by his side when Jian Shou needed him the most.

His fingers became tighter and tighter, watching the man's face flushed from lack of oxygen, and finally let go of his hand in despair: "I want to know everything about him."

Andre frowned and coughed twice. When Jane came back with this man on his back last night, he was not frightened by the blood on his body, but by the distress and anxiety on Jane's face.

In his impression, Jane didn't seem to care about anything, and had always been so gentle and indifferent. Now he realized that it was because Jane only cared about this person, and she showed different emotions because of him.

Andre finally opened his mouth slowly: "Jane almost died in the terrorist attack last year. He was shot trying to save a little girl." He paused as if sighing, "Jane is a kind people."

In Qiao Anshan's clenched fist, his nails pierced the skin of his palm. He knew how kind his Ah Shou was.

"I'm Jane's attending doctor. The bullet cut the trachea, but staggered the main artery. Although the operation was dangerous, it was a success, but..." Andre glanced at Joan Anshan, who was trying to bear it, "It's just that Jane His voice can't recover as before, and now he rarely speaks."

No wonder Ah Shou didn't say a word to him last night. Qiao Anshan was so sad that he couldn't help himself. How painful and helpless Ah Shou must have been at that time, and he still thought that Ah Shou was living a good life all the time.

Every time Andre said something, Joan Anshan experienced a heart-pounding pain, but he had to keep listening: "Then what?"

"And then?" Andre's eyes flashed a flash of reminiscence, "Then Jane adopted this girl who lost her family after she was discharged from the hospital. He obviously couldn't take care of himself at that time."

Andre had to admit that he was attracted by Jane, so he chose to help him: "After that, Jane opened a homestay, and life gradually improved. I once asked him why he didn't go back to his country..."

It was as if someone strangled Qiao Anshan's neck, but he wanted to ask again, so his voice became hoarse: "What did he say?"

"He said that he has nowhere to go, and no one expects him to be alive." Andre fixedly looked at the man who made Jane's mind flustered. "Do you want him to live?"

Qiao Anshan couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out, no one hoped that Jian Shou was still alive more than him, no one knew how much he loved Jian Shou.

He will keep his promise to Jane, from now on, he will never make him sad or hurt him again, he will give him a sense of security and make him happy, and he will tell him that he loves him.

The young man stood among the rose bushes, and the burgundy flowers lined his elegant side, giving him a strange and strange beauty.

He turned his head when he heard the sound, his delicate eyebrows were dotted with the afterglow of the sun, and the corner of the silk scarf around his neck fluctuated with the wind, it was too beautiful to be real.

Joan Anshan walked towards him step by step, stepping on the stones and thorns with his bare feet, he finally embraced Jian Shou in his arms, as if embracing the whole world.

Jian Shou leaned against him quietly, his body was filled with the fragrance of roses and the familiar aura of Qiao Anshan.

Qiao Anshan buried his head on Jian Shou's shoulder, Jian Shou gradually felt the wetness of his collar, and he even heard Qiao Anshan's suppressed sobs.

He wanted him not to cry, but he remembered his ugly voice again, so he had to keep silent in the end.

Joan Anshan seemed to know what he was thinking, and hugged him a little tighter: "Ah Shou, I'm so glad you're alive, I'm so happy that I'm crying, I'm so happy that I'm going crazy.”

Jian Shou's heart skipped a beat, what Qiao Anshan said next was something he had never dared to expect.

"Ah Shou, I have been looking for you for a long time, but I dare not come to Turkey. They all say you are dead, I don't believe it."

"I've been waiting and waiting until I don't want to live anymore. If my world doesn't have you, what's the point?"

"When I came to Turkey, I even thought that if I had a terrorist attack, I would feel less guilty about my mother."

Jian Shou's heart began to beat violently, and his hands tightly grasped the clothes beside Joan Shan.

Qiao Anshan stretched out his hands to hold Jian Shou's cheeks, looking for his own figure in his eyes: "Ah Shou, I didn't do well before, I shouldn't have lied to you, I shouldn't have told you..."

"I love you very much." He lowered his head and kissed the dreaming lips, soft and sweet like a seductive rose, with the dew of the morning sun.

Jian Shou's heart calmed down slowly, but every beat could cause ripples. He clearly closed his eyes, but tears flowed down the corners of his eyes silently.

People, probably have to experience death once before they can see some things clearly, understand their own life, and understand how helpless it is to miss, and how beautiful it is to have.

Jian Shou wrapped his arms around Qiao Anshan's waist, tiptoed slightly to meet him, and the arc of his lips opened was the most affectionate response.

Qiao Anshan seemed to be inspired, he wiped away the tears from the corners of Jian Shou's eyes with his thumb, and brushed every inch of Jian Shou's mouth with the tip of his tongue, his lover finally came back to him.

The reality is cruel, but fortunately we can still do it all over again.

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When Andre changed the dressing on the back of Joan Anshan's head, Jian Shou sat by the bed and accompanied him.

Because Qiao Anshan was holding his hand tightly all the time, staring at him with his eyes motionless, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

The little girl Zhan Ya stood outside the house, pulling on the door frame, quietly stuck her head out, and looked at Qiao Anshan curiously.

Jian Shou noticed her small movements, smiled and waved to her, and Zhan Ya ran over quickly and hugged Jian Shou's waist.

Qiao Anshan frowned, he was very jealous, but he didn't dare to say anything, for fear of offending Jian Shou.

"Hiss~" Qiao Anshan's eyes widened and he pretended to be pitiful, "Ah Shou, my head hurts so much."

This method really worked, Jian Shou immediately moved closer to Qiao Anshan, and asked Andre worriedly: "Is it bleeding again?"

Andre shook his head silently, but the strength of his hands intensified a bit, but Joan Anshan endured it this time.

He just looked deeply at Jian Shou's approaching face, then leaned forward and kissed Jian Shou's lips, the soft touch was full of treasure.

Jian Shou didn't expect that Qiao Anshan would suddenly kiss him in front of others, and gave Qiao Anshan a reproachful look, there are children here!

Joan Anshan looked at his red cheeks and earlobes, and smiled very contentedly. His A-shou was always so shy, so cute that people couldn't bear to tease him anymore.

Jian Shou looked at the upward curve of his mouth, and there was a hint of pampering in his eyes. Now Qiao Anshan is really like a child who is asking for attention.

Qiao Anshan focused on Jian Shou's handsome eyebrows, touched them with his fingers unconsciously, and painted them lightly, his eyes were full of love and there was no time to express his sorrow.

But for him now, it is meaningless to worry about the past any longer, and he will live well with Ah Shou in the future.

At night, Qiao Anshan and Jian Shou lay on the same bed.

Jian Shou was afraid that if he slept restlessly, he would touch Qiao Anshan's wound, and wanted him to sleep by himself, but in the end he couldn't hold back Qiao Anshan, so he hugged him into his arms, with his back pressed against his warm chest.

A small desk lamp was left beside the bed, and the soft light just hit the faces of the two of them.

Ever since we met again, Qiao Anshan wished he could hug Jian Shou all the time. As long as he didn't see him for a second, he would feel inexplicable fear and panic. He put his chin on Jian Shou's shoulder and rubbed it lightly twice. Fortunately, you still.

Joan Anshan exhaled heat into Jian Shou's ear: "Ah Shou, I'm afraid you will feel restrained, but I really can't bear not to see you, from now on you can let me follow behind you silently, okay?"

"If you don't want to talk to me, then I'll keep silent. If you don't want to see me, then I'll stay away from you."

Joan Anshan gently rubbed Jian Shou's soft hair: "I haven't slept well for a long time, but now I'm holding you, I'm not afraid at all."

"I also quit my job, and I will accompany you wherever you want to go in the future, whether you return to your country or stay here, I will accompany you."

Jian Shou touched Joan Anshan's hands around his waist, indeed he lost a lot of weight, and his finger bones became more distinct. Jian Shou knew that he was uneasy.

So he turned around and kissed Joan Anshan's lips comfortingly. He didn't want Joan Anshan to lose himself because of him.

During this period of time, Qiao Anshan said many things to him that he could not have heard before, and he was shocked.

Only then did he know that Qiao Anshan also loved him very much, Jian Shou looked at Qiao Anshan with tears in his eyes, and kissed him again.

Qiao Anshan was kissed twice by Jian Shou in a daze. He thought that A Shou still blamed him in his heart and didn't want to get close to him.

With a surge of emotion in his heart, Qiao Anshan stood up and pressed Jian Shou under his body, his expression was extremely excited: "A Shou, do you still love me?"

Seeing him eagerly looking for answers, Jian Shou felt soft in his heart, nodded and said, "I... love you."

The hoarse voice made Jian Shou lower his eyes in embarrassment, but Qiao Anshan thought it was the most beautiful voice in the world.

Joan Anshan's pitiful eyes fell on Jian Shou's neck, and he asked softly, "Ah Shou, can I have a look?"

Jian Shou was silent for a while, and finally nodded, Qiao Anshan carefully pulled away the pure white silk scarf, exposing the hideous scar in front of his eyes.

The scar almost ran through Jian Shou's side neck. You don't need to imagine how dangerous the situation was, and how painful Jian Shou was... He almost lost A Shou because of this.

Joan Anshan stared at it, speechless.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Jian Shou thought he was disgusted, but just when he raised his eyes, he saw Qiao Anshan's red eyes, and a tear fell on Jian Shou's eyelid.

The hot temperature burned his heart almost instantly.

Qiao Anshan lowered his head, and kissed the scar devoutly, the thin kiss gradually turned into an ambiguous sucking.

Joan Anshan's lips followed the curve of Jian Shou's neck and slid onto his collarbone. He paused for a moment: "A Shou, I want you."

At this time, all the pain and sadness cannot be expressed in detail. I just want to hold you in my arms, kiss you, touch you, and possess you.

Jian Shou understood, so he stretched out his arms, wrapped them around Qiao Anshan's neck, and pulled him closer again.

If you love me and love me, I will do everything for you.

In this life, I will have a good time with you.

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[Congratulations to the host, collect all the fragments. 】

【San San, are you back? 】

【You are confused, you almost forgot your goal. 】

【San San, that's because you didn't tell me what to do. 】

【No, I told you, follow the source. 】

[So what are fragments?Why should I collect it all? 】

【That is your goal, that is also your wish, but you forgot. 】

【San San, can I trust you? 】

[Yes, trusting me is trusting yourself. 】Because I was originally created by you, my lord.

[Then, help me to downplay the emotions of this life, let's go to the next world. 】

A hot current poured into Jian Shou's heart, warm and beautiful, familiar and intimate, as if it belonged here originally, and it was Jian Shou who brought it back.

He likes this feeling very much, he calls it the power of fragments.

Time is like a drop of water, when it drips into the water, ripples are formed, and the next world will come as expected.