This little thief is named Su

Chapter 118

Shen Yiran was not moved by the deep love between the two of them at all, but was filled with resentment. He really gritted his teeth, pulled the trigger with his index finger, and at the moment he shot, an unexpected thing happened It happened so suddenly that he and Su Yao were shocked on the spot.

The action of firing the gun was never as fast as Shen Ziqing's. Shen Yiran was pushed close to a dead end, and was doing his last resistance. Coupled with his own stimulation, he had already lost his mind. When he saw his index finger moving carefully, Shen Ziqing immediately stepped away from his arms. Legs, rushing forward at the fastest speed, the best way to do this from this angle is to throw Su Yao down to protect him under his body, hiding it as tightly as possible.

Then, there was only a bang, and the bullet shot into Shen Ziqing's chest.

"don't want!!"

Su Yao's shout finally broke out from his throat. When he realized what Shen Ziqing had done, he felt as if he had been slapped in the face. The pain was so painful that he almost couldn't breathe.

Shen Ziqing was shot in the chest. I don't know if he hit an artery. The blood gushed out on the spot and spread from the white shirt on his chest. It was shocking and terrifying. He clutched the wound, his face was immediately covered with sweat, and his paleness gradually invaded. Looking at his stern face, Su Yao's yelling made him feel a burst of relief. He just wanted to comfort the other party, but unexpectedly, he fell to the ground as soon as he moved his body. Drop by drop dripped from the corner of the mouth, and dazzling beautiful red flowers bloomed on the dripping ground.

Shen Ziqing fell in front of his eyes, and Su Yao had no ability to support him. When he watched this tall man slowly fall down, he suddenly felt so painful that he was about to die. His eyes were full of great sorrow. Secreting liquid quickly, he looked at Shen Ziqing, and in an instant, tears welled up and wet his cheeks.

The tears that I swallowed when I heard that he had a child, saw that he was about to get engaged, was arrested in Vietnam, had his hands and feet broken, and was embraced by loneliness, sadness and pain, completely broke the embankment at this moment, and the big teardrops followed. One rolled down, completely out of control.

Su Yao's tears are the most precious gift in the world. Although Shen Ziqing was shot and his energy was halved, he couldn't help being stunned again at this moment. Seeing the stubborn little thief desperately crying, he suddenly felt that this Everything was so worthwhile, even a little cheap compared to these tears and Su Yao's worries. His eyes were tender, but when he opened his mouth, he coughed heart-piercingly, and blood kept gushing out.

Biting his lower lip to suppress the sobs in his throat, Su Yao could only cry continuously. He looked at the other party's calm appearance, and couldn't control it anymore. The sad and desolate cry from his opened lips pierced the tranquility in the cave , which made Shen Yiran feel a little shocked.

Desperately using his knees to support his body, Su Yao involved all the wounds when he moved, and the unspeakable pain immediately eroded his whole body, but he didn't care at all, but moved forward with his knees, no matter how painful it was, it was not as good as he is now Seeing Shen Ziqing's heartache, he finally moved to the other person's side, then bent down, and put his face on Shen Ziqing's chest, as if he wanted to block the gun that was bleeding continuously, and then wept loudly.

"Shen Ziqing! Shen Ziqing"

Weeping and shouting his own name, Shen Ziqing finally realized what happiness is. Although this happiness is based on pain, he feels that the blood shed now is worth it. Crying, like a child who has lost a treasure, tears wet the shirt on his chest, cold, but also hurt his heart.

His little thief was weeping for him.

His little thief was aching and worrying about him.

His little thief was grieving for him.

The wound made Shen Ziqing's consciousness start to blur. His strength was deprived, but there was still a little strength that supported him to look at Su Yao, and supported him to think about Su Yao. Obviously, he would pass out at any time, but he just couldn't let it go. Su Yao.

"Shen Ziqing! Don't die! Don't die!"

It seemed that Shen Ziqing's eyes could not be opened anymore. Su Yao was so frightened that his tears became more raging. He didn't know how hoarse his crying voice was. He only knew that his heart was hurting. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think, and only he knew how sad he was. He lay on the other person's chest, and the blood gushing out stained his face red, and then was washed away by tears.

"Shen Ziqing, you don't want me to die, I don't want you to die, you don't want to abandon me, don't abandon me, you said you would take me home, Shen Ziqing"

The sobbing sound echoed in the cave, stimulating every nerve in the body. Su Yao cried like a child, sobbing, tears all over his face. He just lay on the other side, refusing to leave .

Shen Ziqing coughed, his heart was filled with an unspeakable warmth, he raised his hand with difficulty, then covered the tear-stained and painful face, and gently stroked it.

"I'm fine"

Su Yao froze for a moment, and buried her face tightly in his broad and warm palm, tears slipped into the palm, icy cold, he sniffed his nose, wanted to say something, but there was always a small sobbing and crying sound, his eyes Red and swollen like a walnut, full of heartbreaking fragility.

There were no hypocritical words, he just bit his lower lip tightly to prevent the sobs from pouring out, but the tears accumulated for a long time were still raging, wet his entire pale face, and also wet Shen Ziqing's palm, "I don't You are allowed to die, you get up for me."

"It's so ugly." Slender fingers gently wiped away the unbroken eyeballs, Shen Ziqing frowned pretending to be disgusted, he was still cold and calm, his expression was neither sad nor happy, the only thing that could see through his mind was the soft eyes , Let the tears wet the fingertips, the wound oozes blood continuously, making Su Yao more worried, and crying more and more sadly, which makes Shen Ziqing feel helpless and distressed, "Don't cry, you cry It looks ugly."

The hand touching his cheek trembled slightly. Su Yao knew how much strength the other party needed for this movement. Obviously, his body was about to fail, but he was comforting himself.

Without too many extravagant hopes, he didn't even care about his life, Su Yao only prayed to God, whom he had been cursing all the time, to give him strength, to give him the strength to hug each other.

The broken limbs throbbed endlessly, and Su Yao's movement caused further deterioration of the broken bones, and he no longer cared whether he would be disabled, or even whether Shen Yiran would suddenly kill him, all he cared about was that A man lying in a pool of blood.

Shen Ziqing's consciousness had reached its limit, his face had completely faded to pale, blood had already dyed his white shirt blood red, beautiful and coquettish roses bloomed, fine sweat covered his forehead, but his eyes were extremely clear, The eyes were mixed with unprecedented gentleness and tenderness.

Su Yao lay on his chest, his whining voice was muffled in his clothes, and he couldn't say anything, but it made people feel distressed. He could only touch his head with his warm palms, conveying an invisible sense of security.

The two ignored the tentacles of death, but were filled with thoughts that they had not seen for a long time. If they were not in such an environment, everything would be the best.

Quietly watching Su Yao cry for Shen Ziqing, Shen Yiran watched for a long time, but remained unmoved. He wiped the pistol secretly, and then pointed at Su Yao again.

"My nephew and Mr. Su are really in love with each other, and neither of them will leave the other behind. Uncle, I am so touched." Shen Yiran broke the atmosphere between the two, showing a sinister smile, he looked at Shen Ziqing with deep eyes, "Since you are born together, you will die together, so why can't I fulfill you?"

Seeing that Shen Yiran's pistol had been raised towards Su Yao, Shen Ziqing who was in a blur was still stunned for a moment. He gritted his teeth, reluctantly hugged Su Yao into his arms, and then hid beside him.

Su Yao couldn't move, he could only let him hide and protect himself, feeling even more painful and moved in his heart, he could only bury his face in his neck, breathing in the nice and reassuring scent on his body .

"Shen Ziqing"

The soft call was a calm tone that had never been heard before, especially when it came out of Su Yao's mouth. Shen Ziqing was slightly startled, and turned to look at the other party. Just as he turned his face away, there was a soft and warm touch on his lips. , As a result, the pupils shrank suddenly, and the heartbeat almost stopped.

When he realized what had happened, Su Yao had already withdrawn his soft lips, and lowered his head with tears all over his face. He was both surprised and happy, and could only reach out to stroke the other person's black hair.

Su Yao felt that his head was blank for a while. He looked at the weak Shen Ziqing, and suddenly came forward to kiss him with a feverish brain, and then the world seemed to explode, and everything was torn apart with a bang, only him and the other party remained.

Shen Ziqing was surprised, and he was also surprised.

However, after thinking about it, it doesn't matter.

The atmosphere between the two gradually heated up under the abnormal environment, Shen Ziqing was slowly becoming weaker, and might faint due to excessive blood loss at any time, but he only held on to his body to protect Su Yao , refused to collapse.

"It's a pity I can't keep you guys." Shen Yiran loaded the pistol, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled, Erya made people tremble a little, "Only by killing you can I revive e University and regain my foothold in China, you guys Save your love words for hell.”

The muzzle of the gun stopped three centimeters from Su Yao's temple, Shen Yiran smiled even more joyfully, he raised his eyebrows, "Goodbye"

Bang-! ! !

A piercing and sharp gunshot sounded suddenly afterwards, shaking the ears of the two of them, and accompanied by the gunshot was another deep and gloomy male voice.

"The one who should go to hell is you, Shen Yiran."