After Marriage With A Disabled Gangster [BL] [MTL] [✔]

CHAPTER 76

"I'm sorry..." Qin Yi hugged him firmly, put his chin on his shoulder, and repeated these three words over and over again, as if he was afraid that if he let go, the other party would be gone.

Shen Ci gently hugged him back, feeling that he was very cold, his whole body was trembling slightly, and the rapid breathing continued to fall in his ears, which could not be eased for a long time.

Wen Yao stood by and couldn't help but send a message to Lu Heng with his mobile phone: [Can you hurry up? 】

Lu Heng [voice]: "Don't fucking hurry, I've already ran through three red lights."

Wen Yao turned the volume of the phone to the minimum, making sure that only he could hear it before he clicked on the voice.

No one spoke for a while, and the three of them remained silent at the same time, only Qin Yi's continuous gasping was heard.

Ten minutes later, Lu Heng hurried to the villa. When he broke into the bedroom, his whole body exuded an aura of despair. He glanced at the knocked door, took a deep breath, and forced himself to remain calm: "Who do you guys give? Let me explain, what happened?"

"I don't know." Wen Yao finally found a person who knew nothing about him, and immediately united the front with him and stood beside him. "The two of them broke up suddenly."

"Break up?" Lu Heng heard these two words, as if seeing the sun coming out from the west, "Who mentioned it first?"

Wen Yao picked Qin Yi's chin.

Lu Heng was even more shocked and his expression was distorted. He felt that he might have been on duty for too long and had hallucinations. He was silent for a long time: "What then? Breaking up without breaking up, committing suicide again?"

The two beside the bed didn't speak. Lu Heng had to leaned forward to ask. He heard Qin Yi's heavy breathing. This man was stiff and his eyes were difficult to focus. Lu Heng tried his pulse, but he felt terrifyingly fast. , The temperature of the fingertips is cold.

He couldn't help but frown, touched Shen Ci with his hand, and motioned to him to give in. As soon as Shen Ci was about to get up, he was hugged harder by Qin Yi, who said hoarsely: "Don't go."

"...It's me," Lu Heng felt a headache for such uncooperative patients. "If you don't let go, I will take you for an infusion."

Qin Yi looked up at him. After seeing who he was, he finally returned to his soul slowly. He let go of Shen Ci and stiffly took a few sips of the hot water from Lu Heng. The heat finally made him tense. His nerves relaxed a little, and his cold hands and feet warmed up a little.

"Have you come back?" Standing by the window, Lu Heng glanced at the broken glass on the ground, the white chemicals in the glass shards, and the brown vial beside the bed. He had roughly guessed that he was here before he came. What happened, I pinched my eyebrows with a headache, "Why, aren't you already taking medicine? Why can't you think about it? What irritation is it?"

Qin Yi probably slowed down. He put down the water glass and whispered, "Close the door."

The door had been broken by Wen Yao, and it couldn't be locked for the time being, so I had to conceal it first.

There was no one else in the room, and Qin Yi didn't seem to want to struggle anymore. He put his arm on the edge of the bed, and slowly exhaled, "I have lost my absolute sense of voice."

Lu Heng looked inexplicable: "Absolute sense of sound...what is it?"

"It's the ability to accurately distinguish tones," Shen Ci, who hadn't spoken for a long time, finally said, "It's a rare talent."