Because of the rain, the taxi traveled slowly. After about forty minutes, we finally arrived at the military hotel.
This time Xiaoyu was prepared early. When Zhan Lei bent down to get the army green wallet, he hurriedly handed the money to the driver and opened the door first.
Zhan Lei glanced at her, his face as calm as ever, but his eyes showed a hint of impatience.
Yan Xiaoyu never asks for favors unless she is a real family member. Even though she once told him personally that she treats him as a relative, Zhan Lei also understands that it is because of the kindness in the past. The Yan family and her owe him several big friends.
kindness.
Holding an umbrella, Zhan Lei walked out and walked inside the hotel with Xiaoyu.
The military hotel is not luxurious, but it occupies a large area. There is a distance from the parking lot in front of the door with a red star to the lobby. When Xiaoyu hurriedly stepped forward, he realized that Zhan Lei was walking very slowly.
He held an umbrella, and she had no choice but to slow down.
"Brother Zhan?" Xiaoyu tilted his head and asked, "Are you not feeling well? Do you have a cold?"
Zhan Lei shook his head, turned to look at her, said nothing, but still walked slowly.
After five minutes of walking, he arrived in front of the hall. Zhan Lei closed his umbrella and patted his straight military uniform. Xiaoyu took a casual look and found that he was walking on the left. He had just fucked a few minutes of military green sex in the taxi.
The coat is now half-shouldered wet again.
Xiaoyu opened her mouth to say something, then raised her eyes, only to find Zhan Lei holding an umbrella standing opposite and staring at her.
The eyes are calm, thoughtful, direct, and persistent.
"Brother Zhan?" Xiaoyu scratched his head and became even more confused, "What's going on?"
Zhan Lei's eyes moved slightly, but he still didn't say anything. He shook his head, turned around, and walked into the automatic door of the hall.
Seeing this, the little fish had no choice but to follow.
After showing his ID and opening the room, Zhan Lei picked up his luggage and walked towards the elevator.
Xiaoyu followed him as before, preparing to send him to the room before leaving. However, when he was about to step into the elevator with his right foot, he was blocked by Zhan Lei.
His expression rarely fluctuated, but at this moment he was hesitant to speak.
Yan Xiaoyu finally couldn't help it anymore, "Brother Zhan, what happened? You have been acting strange since just now!"
Zhan Lei let go of his hand and shook his head, "It's okay. Just wait for me in the lobby for a while. I'll go change clothes. I'll come down later and take you to lunch."
His tone, even though it was flat, still had the firmness of a soldier's order.
Xiaoyu and Zhan Lei have known each other for several years. Not only do they know each other very well, but they also understand his personality and the way he treats people. When she heard him say this, she knew that something must have happened. She stood in front of the elevator and thought for a while.
A flash of narrow light suddenly flashed in his eyes, he raised his face and said in panic: "Brother Zhan, are you injured?"
Zhan Lei unconsciously raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect Yan Xiaoyu, who had always been slow, to guess so accurately at this moment.
"No." Zhan Lei regained his calm expression and said calmly, "I'm fine."
Yan Xiaoyu's intuition has always been very accurate. When Zhan Lei was talking, she walked into the elevator without any hesitation, grabbed his right arm with one hand, and fixed her gaze on his unusually tall head.
On the collar——
"That's..."
When she raised her hand to push aside his collar and saw the scars on the back of Zhan Lei's neck, near the aorta, Xiaoyu's eyes widened, her heart skipped a beat, and she gasped unconsciously.
The three scars on the back of the neck are of different lengths and widths, but they are horrifying and shocking. Judging from the extent of the scabs, such an injury must be at least one centimeter deep into the flesh of the neck. Moreover, the scars are close to the main arteries. Even if they were originally
Even if you are lucky enough to escape, if the injury is not fully healed, your life may be hanging by a thread and in danger.
"It's okay." Zhan Lei's tone was still so calm. He put away his collar, put it up again, and said, "It's common to get injured when handling poison. It's healed now, so don't worry."
After Zhan Lei finished speaking, Xiaoyu raised his head and looked at him with eyes full of guilt.
Zhan Lei was indeed injured during missions in the past, but because Zhan Lei has a good physique, strong fighting ability, and excellent leadership skills, these minor injuries on him are indeed harmless, and most of them will heal in three or two days, Xiaoyu
Although I care, I never worry.
This time.
She thought of Zhan Lei's previous actions and expressions, thought of him telling her about Nangong Villa's acquisition of her apartment, and thought of his hesitation in speaking, Xiaoyu suddenly understood——
Zhan Lei knew it.
The reason for the delay in drug delivery in Vietnam this time is due to the sudden increase in enemy manpower...
The current relationship between Yan Xiaoyu and the instigator, Master Nangong...
So, he doesn't say anything, he can hide.
Just because I don't want her to feel guilty or embarrassed.
"Go to the lobby and wait for me."
Zhan Lei glanced at the elevator door that was gradually closing, raised his head and said, "Listen to Brother Zhan."
He didn't give Xiaoyu a chance to speak, so he dodged with an understatement and raised his hand to press the elevator button.
"I'm sorry!" Xiaoyu bowed his head and apologized with his eyes closed, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhan, it's all my fault, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
For a person who has protected her many times, for a person who has been innocently hurt because of herself, for a person who is still thinking about her even if she is injured... Xiaoyu can't bear to open his eyes when he thinks of the horror of the scar.
Looking directly at her, but closing his eyes, all the words he said became these three words of apology.
"I'm fine."
Zhan Lei felt that he had said this many times today.
But Yan Xiaoyu still raised his head and said persistently, "I'm sorry, sorry...I'm sorry, Brother Zhan...it's all my fault...it's all my fault..."
She wanted to apologize - because she understood what Master Tou did in the first place, so at this moment, she didn't blame Nangong Tou in her heart. It was precisely because she didn't blame Nangong Tou in her heart that she had to apologize.
Guilt overflowed in his heart, and Xiaoyu whispered repeatedly, as if he wanted to carve the words "I'm sorry" on his body.
Zhan Lei has always been awkward with words.
He opened his mouth to persuade, but faced Xiaoyu with his eyes closed, he didn't know what to say.
Xiaoyu tilted her head, and a few strands of hair fell down from her temples, covering her eyes.
Her voice lost the clarity and heartiness it had before, and became a bit sluggish.
On weekdays, her cheeks were always transparent and rosy, with a touch of pink, always like a smiling apple, but at this moment, they were at least five points more gloomy and annoyed.
Hearing her apology, Zhan Lei wanted to open the elevator and send her out of the elevator door.
But when he looked down at her appearance, his heart skipped a beat, and his fingers unconsciously landed on the numbers. He stepped forward and pushed the closed-eyed Xiaoyu to the corner. She couldn't help but open her eyes, and lowered her head, aiming at her.
On the lips, he kissed her hard and hastily...
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