Chapter 53: If you betray her, you might as well kill him

Author: Not as good as Yanxiang

Chapter 53: If you betray her, you might as well kill him

Xiang Huaizhi counted the time, and after he finished smoking all the cigarettes on the three of them, he finally saw Qi Yan's figure.

At first glance, Xiang Huaizhi thought he had seen it wrong.

The person walking towards them in front had messy hair, unkempt beard, and had not changed his clothes for several days. Xiang Huaizhi had never seen such an unkempt Qi Yan. In the past, he would dress himself up well and spray perfume several times when he went out.

Second-rate.

Qi Yan slowly approached, and the rare sunshine in winter shone from the roof in front, reflecting on his tired and lazy brows, giving off a somewhat chilling air.

Xiang Huaizhi stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, a faint smile on his face, imagining how miserable Qi Yan would be when he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. However, Qi Yan didn't even give him time to speak.

he.

As soon as he approached, without saying a word, he raised his foot and kicked Xiang Huaizhi to the ground. The two men rushed up immediately when they saw it, but before they could get closer, Qi Yan kicked him in the vital part and fell to the ground.

Not coming.

Xiang Huaizhi stood up quickly while holding on to the wall, and rushed over with his fist raised. Qi Yan stretched out his hand to hold his fist, took his arm and twisted his body to the side, then raised his foot and kicked him hard.

At his waist.

With a scream, Xiang Huaizhi's body fell to the ground with a thud. Then Qi Yan knelt on him, pulled his wrists back, and with two clicks, his wrists moved against Qi Yan's body.

His calm expression was broken.

Xiang Huaizhi grinned in pain, holding his head high and trying hard to sit up. Qi Yan walked between his legs and looked left and right, as if considering which leg to break first?

His hands hung down weakly, and he supported his body with his elbows on the ground and slowly moved further away. He stared at Qi Yan with a horrified look on his face. He wanted to beg for mercy but was too frightened to say a word.

This kind of Qi Yan is no longer the fool of the Qi family that he thought he was.

Qi Yan put his hands on his hips and stared sideways at Yun Qing, who was lying motionless on the ground. The dried blood was solidified on the corners of her lips. The sunlight that leaked in from the corner of the window shone on her pale face, making him couldn't help but think of that little girl back then.

girl.

She lay angrily in the dark and humid room, covered in blood. The little girl just stared at him with her eyes open, filled with resentment, questions, and roars that she could not express.

He wanted to rescue her, but was forcibly dragged away by people sent by his father. He grabbed the rusty railing on the window and did not let go, and the bodyguards opened it one by one. He shouted and kicked the bodyguards. But in the end

He was dragged into the car, and the little girl disappeared from his sight.

Qi Yan didn't like seeing blood, hated seeing blood. He looked at Yun Qing who was seriously injured and unconscious, sighed softly, raised his hand to rub his eyebrows. Then when Xiang Huaizhi was caught off guard, he bent down and broke both of his arms cleanly.

leg.

——

ah!

His teeth were chattering in pain and he could not speak clearly, "Qi, Qi Yan."

Qi Yan didn't even look at him, he stepped over and picked up Yun Qing. When he turned and walked to the door, he stopped and turned his back to him: "Xiang Huaizhi, cutting off your limbs is just a small lesson I'm giving you. This is

I won’t let things go so easily.”

"Qi." He swallowed back the second half of his sentence because of pain.

He added: "If anything happens to Yun Qing, I will pay with your life."

**

Qi Suihe rushed to the hospital immediately after receiving Qi Yan's call. When the two of them arrived, the doctor and nurse came forward with a stretcher. Qi Yan carefully took Yun Qing out of the car and gently placed him on the stretcher.

superior.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Yun Qing's eyes suddenly opened a gap, she grabbed the corner of his clothes, moved her lips, and called out: "Brother."

Qi Yan didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Yun Qing's voice was too soft, as if she was talking to someone in mute words. He bent down, lowered his head and got close to her face, and saw her eyelashes trembling slightly. Yun Qing pinched the corner of his clothes and held on, her newly awakened consciousness in

Her brown pupils were forced to stare at him without blinking.

Qi Yan glanced at her hand holding the corner of his clothes, thinking she was scared, and explained to her: "This is a hospital. It's okay."

Yun Qing didn't seem to understand what he was talking about, and the hand that grabbed the hem of his clothes clenched into a fist. She stared blankly, and from his bloodshot eyes she found something like the boy who was rooted deep in her memory.

Eyebrows.

She opened her mouth to say something. But the doctor next to her was worried about her injury and said: "Master Qi, Miss Yun is seriously injured. She must enter the operating room immediately."

"Yes." He looked up at the doctor, reached out to brush her hand away neatly, took out the corner of his clothes that she was holding, and stepped aside to get out of the way.

The moment he brushed her hand away, Yun Qing also closed her eyes. No one noticed that after she had not shed tears for many years, a cool teardrop slowly slipped from the corner of her eye, as if the scars all over her body had finally finally

It hurts my heart.

Yun Qing was pushed into the operating room, but Qi Yan did not chase after him. He sat down on the steps with his whole body weak. He wanted to smoke, but when he touched it, he found that it was gone. He buried his head between his knees, feeling desolate and lonely.

Qi Suihe ran after him for a while, then turned around and saw that Qi Yan had not followed, so she turned back. She saw Qi Yan looking for cigarettes in her purse, so she went to the automatic receiving machine next to her to buy some cigarettes.

She sat down next to Qi Yan and handed the cigarette over. Qi Yan rested his forehead on his arm, tilted his head and took a look, shook his head and said, "No need."

"Are you going to refuse a pack of cigarettes?"

Qi Yan laughed twice, and the sound came out from the gap between his arms and knees, becoming more harsh. He said: "I don't want anything from you."

"Qi Yan."

"I'm not Qi Yan," he looked up, his sharp brows filled with burning anger, and repeated in a lower voice, "I'm not Qi Yan."

Qi Suihe lowered his arms, not daring to look at him, and turned his head, "I know."

He straightened up, looked at the withered branches in the flower bed in front of him, and mocked, "Yeah. You know. You know I'm not Qi Yan."

Qi Suihe was ashamed by what he said. He lowered his head and said bluntly: "But if we don't talk about this, no one will know and no one will mind."

"I mind." His voice was very soft, like a needle falling on someone's skin. But it was also painful, like the tip of a needle slowly piercing the skin, and a long and deep pain spread through the body inch by inch.

Qi Suihe didn't understand and sighed: "You only knew her when she was 13 years old."

He turned to look at her with pious and gloomy eyes, "Because you are young, you are innocent; because you are innocent, you are precious."

Qi Suihe felt an unprecedented loneliness rising in her heart. Faced with his sincerity, she didn't know what words to use to comfort or relieve him.

Qi Yan stared at the bare tree trunk in a daze. After a long time, he seemed to be reciting an oath, with a serious and firm tone, "I can't forget her and betray her. If you want me to betray her, you might as well kill me."
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