no heaven

Chapter 12 Injured

Summary: I also want to have a family, but he doesn't agree, he has someone else in his heart, and he can't accommodate me, so I have to fulfill him

It was a great thing to be free at last, but Ning Chen was not as happy as he thought.

A hazy sense of unreality hung over him.

He went home with Fu Zhengyan in a daze, officially started his winter vacation in a daze, and ate, drank and had fun at home every day in a daze.

However, until the Chinese New Year, Ning Chen never saw Qin Ji again.

At the New Year's Eve dinner, Ning Chen finally heard a clue about Qin Ji's mission from his family members. Due to the principle of confidentiality, Ning's father didn't say much, but kept shaking his head while drinking.

"Hey, you said him, he had already taken annual leave, and he could stay at home until the New Year. He wasn't on the list, so why did he insist on running away? You said this kid, hey..."

Ning Chen's second sister then asked: "My dad thinks it shouldn't be a mission, what kind of mission is that?"

Brother Ning replied: "Everyone who went on a mission has written a suicide note, what do you think?"

"Oh, Chenchen, be careful, the drink is spilled!"

Aunt Ning let out an exclamation, and hurriedly passed the paper to Ning Chen beside her, but Ning Chen could only think of the word "suicide note".

"Brother, what do you mean by that? Isn't it just a mission? Why do you need to write a suicide note?" Ning Chen held a tissue and let the juice drip onto his clothes along the edge of the table. He looked at his elder brother and father in panic, His throat was dry, "Will someone die?"

Everyone knows that Ning Chen and Qin Ji have the best relationship. Now that he asked him this question, he didn't know how to answer him, but Fu Zhengyan, who usually doesn't like to talk, said, "It's okay, isn't Qin Ji a major? His abilities shouldn't be great. Low, he'll be fine."

The brothers and sisters followed Fu Zhengyan's words to comfort Ning Chen, and blew Qin Ji into the sky, saying that he would definitely come back safely soon.

But Father Ning, who was half drunk, obviously refused to cooperate, and added fuel to the fire: "Qin Ji is still a man no matter how powerful he is, can he stop a gun? You have never been on a battlefield, so you don't know the danger. Think back then when I..."

Father Ning began to recall his past events again, so the children avoided the topic of Qin Ji, and the atmosphere at the dinner table became heated again.

Only Ning Chen was caught in an unknown panic.

The sister-in-law asked him to go upstairs to change clothes, Ning Chen left the table in a daze, and went back to his room, but forgot what he was going to do, so he sat on the chair and became dazed.

Qin Ji obviously took annual leave, and he wasn't on the task list, so why did he insist on going?

Ning Chen suddenly remembered the last night they were together. Qin Ji repeatedly emphasized "just one night" and "just one time". It turned out that he knew that he might not be able to come back.

Will Qin Ji die?

Ning Chen suddenly felt his heart being pulled hard by something.

When Fu Zhengyan opened the door and came in, he saw Ning Chen bowed his waist, supported his knees with his hands, crying silently alone.

Fu Zhengyan sighed, closed the door, walked to Ning Chen and squatted down, took some tissues from the table and wiped his tears: "So sad?"

Ning Chen looked at Fu Zhengyan and sobbed, "What if my uncle dies? Why does he have to go to die? I don't want him to die..."

Fu Zhengyan picked Ning Chen up, let him sit on his lap, wiped his tears with one hand, and followed his back comfortingly with the other: "Don't you hate him? He did too much to you."

Ning Chen was so frightened by the hint in Fu Zhengyan's words that he hiccupped. He stared at Fu Zhengyan with wide eyes and even forgot to cry.

During the time when he returned home, Ning Chen was in conflict with Qin Ji because he had sex with Qin Ji. He felt sorry for Fu Zhengyan, so he rejected Fu Zhengyan's invitation for a date several times. Fu Zhengyan didn't say anything, he thought Fu Zhengyan didn't know.

Fu Zhengyan kissed his tear-stained little face: "Don't be afraid, my uncle knows what that bastard Qin Ji did, it's not your fault."

Ning Chen cried even more sadly with a "wow". He sobbed and said, "I, I slept with someone else, it's not clean anymore... Will you not want me anymore? Woooo..."

Fu Zhengyan held him tightly in his arms distressedly: "What nonsense! This is all my uncle's fault. I shouldn't have let him take you away that day. My uncle is useless. I'm sorry."

If Fu Zhengyan scolded Ning Chen, Ning Chen would feel relieved, he deserved it, although Qin Ji forced him to go to bed before, but he didn't refuse when Qin Ji gave him a mouthful.But instead of blaming him, Fu Zhengyan apologized to him, and Ning Chen felt even more guilty.

How could there be such a good person as Fu Zhengyan in the world?

Ning Chen wrapped his arms around Fu Zhengyan's neck, buried his head in his shoulder and cried loudly.

Fu Zhengyan knew that Ning Chen needed to vent, but fortunately he didn't speak anymore, just patted his back and cried quietly with him.

Not long after, Ning Chen calmed down and asked Fu Zhengyan again: "Then do you still want me? Am I still your boyfriend?"

Fu Zhengyan sighed softly, lifted Ning Chen off his shoulders, and gave him a gentle kiss: "Of course, I want to ask you instead, do you still want me?"

Ning Chen's eyes were as red as rabbits, and the tip of his nose was also red. He tilted his head: "Yes, why do you ask?"

"What about Qin Ji?"

"Uncle? What's wrong with Uncle?"

Fu Zhengyan shook his head amusedly: "As expected of the straight man Ning Xiaochen."

Ning Chen was confused: "What are you talking about?"

Fu Zhengyan wiped away the tears on Ning Chen's face with his thumb: "You are really Qin Ji's nephew, you would be beaten to death by a boring gourd and refuse to tell, and a little fool can't understand anything."

Ning Chen dangled around Fu Zhengyan's neck and insisted on him explaining clearly, so Fu Zhengyan asked him: "No uncle would do such a thing to a nephew, but Qin Ji did it. Why do you think that is?"

Ning Chen looked at Fu Zhengyan for a few seconds, then shifted his gaze to a small piece of water stain on the shoulder of his shirt that was wet from his crying. After a while, he whispered, "I don't know..."

Fu Zhengyan raised his eyebrows: "It seems that it's not that I don't understand, but that I don't want to understand."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ning Chen got off Fu Zhengyan and sat on the bed with his back facing him, "He's my uncle..."

"So what if it's 'uncle', I'm still your uncle, no one can choose their own origin." Fu Zhengyan stood up and walked in front of Ning Chen, "Although I don't agree with Qin Ji's actions, I can understand He. I don't know what he was like when he called me that morning and asked me to pick you up, but if he really can't come back, I hope at least you can understand why he did it, he didn't mean to force You, Ning Chen, he just loves you too much."

At the beginning of April, Ning Chen finally saw the bruised Qin Ji in the hospital, sitting beside Qin Ji's bed, crying like a three-year-old child.

Over the past few months, a batch of sacrifice lists of mission members have arrived at the army every month. Ning Chen would suffer from insomnia the night before waiting for the lists. Waking up from a nightmare.

This time the mission was a complete success, Qin Ji was awarded first-class merit, but no one was happy because it cost more than a dozen lives.

Qin Ji was placed in the VIP ward of the military hospital, and the family members had to ask questions after the leaders gave their condolences. After the Ning family asked the whole family, it was Ning Chen's turn to be alone with Qin Ji.

The little nurse changed Qin Ji's medicine in the hanging bottle, and told Ning Chen that the patient was very tired and needed to rest, and she would give them another 10 minutes at most.

Fu Zhengyan excused himself to go to the bathroom and left the room to Qin Ji and Ning Chen.

Qin Ji raised his eyelids and watched Ning Chen cry: "Ning Xiaochen, you have been crying for 3 minutes, and there are only 7 minutes left."

Ning Chen wanted to touch Qin Ji, but his arm was wounded, with thick bandages wrapped around his jaw and palm, so he could only lightly hook Qin Ji's fingertips, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Qin Ji worked as an undercover agent for four months, talking to the gangsters about the business of losing his head. He was full of bullets, his nerves were tense, and he couldn't make a wrong move.But when Ning Chen cried like a bunny and asked him carefully if he was in pain, Qin Ji suddenly felt sad.

So, Major Qin, who was shot in the abdomen and didn't say a word, said shamelessly, "It hurts, it hurts to death."

Ning Chen curled his lips, seeing that the golden beans were about to drop again, Qin Ji hurriedly coaxed him: "It doesn't hurt now, it doesn't hurt anymore after seeing our Bao'er, Ning Xiaochen is the best painkiller for my uncle."

Ning Chen smiled through tears, and deliberately turned his face to stare at Qin Ji: "You are so slick even after being hurt like this, why are you so bad!"

Qin Ji hooked Ning Chen's finger with his index finger: "Yes, I'm broken, I'm the worst, are you still angry with me?"

Ning Chen knew what he was referring to. He was really angry with Qin Ji at first, but the longing and anxiety of the past few months had already worn away this anger. Now Ning Chen prayed in his heart every day, as long as Qin Ji Come back safely, he promises anything.

So Ning Chen lowered his eyes and shook his head: "Don't be angry, next time... don't go on such a dangerous mission."

Qin Ji sighed: "Other comrades-in-arms have families, but I have no father, no mother, no wife and children, who will I go to if I don't?"

Ning Chen blushed anxiously: "What are you talking about? Then what is our family? What am I?"

"What do you think?" Qin Ji looked at Ning Chen fixedly, his face was pale, his thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, making him look weaker, "I want to have a family too, but he doesn't Agree, he has someone else in his heart, and he can't accommodate me, so I have no choice but to fulfill him."

Qin Ji's words hurt Ning Chen's heart, liver, spleen and lungs everywhere. He wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand: "Then you can't die."

"It's meaningless to live without him."

"Qin Ji!"

Seeing that Ning Chen was really pissed off, Qin Ji immediately changed his words: "If he wants me, then I will definitely live a good life, even if King Yan comes, he won't be able to drag me away."

Ning Chen lowered his head to look at the bandage on Qin Jihu's mouth again, and muttered, "What do you mean?"

Qin Ji couldn't bear to tease him anymore, he held Ning Chen's hand with his big hand, and didn't care if the wound was involved, he asked Ning Chen seriously: "Bao'er, I like you, I like you to death, I don't ask You only belong to me, but can you, please leave me half a place in your heart, as big as Fu Zhengyan's half."

Ning Chen was worried about his wound and didn't dare to break free from him, but she didn't speak.

Qin Ji waited for a while, and couldn't help urging: "Is it good or not? Talk."

Ning Chen's fair and tender cheeks began to turn pink, he bit his lip, and finally nodded a little on Jingui's head.

Qin Ji immediately felt that this life was worth it, the wounds on his body didn't hurt at all, and he could even have a fight with Ning Chen in the ward.

He smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, and he returned to his old ruffian appearance. He scratched the back of Ning Chen's hand with his little finger: "Bao'er, you see, I like you so hard, can you give me some sweetness?" .”

Ning Chen glanced at him quickly out of the corner of his eye, then retracted: "What sweetness?"

Qin Ji pouted at him: "Come give my uncle a kiss."

"This is the ward!" Ning Chen stared at him in disbelief, this person was dying just now, why did he start to be shameless in a blink of an eye?

"Hiss—my stomach hurts, my hands hurt, alas, my head hurts too..." Major Qin continued to sell miserably.

Ning Chen didn't agree to him, so he kept yelling, Ning Chen had no choice but to compromise, blushing and leaned over, stopped at half an arm's distance away from Qin Ji, his beautiful eyes gleamed with water: "It's a good deal Give it a go."

Qin Ji licked the corner of his mouth, looking at him with a smile or not: "Well, just one."

When Fu Zhengyan came back, the little nurse was changing the gauze on Qin Ji's hands in the ward. The short little girl was a tough one to teach someone a lesson.

"I told you that you must not move your right hand, and the wound that was just stitched is open again. I don't know that I just held the blade? Do you not want this hand anymore?"

"I know, I know, I'll pay attention next time." Qin Ji replied perfunctorily, apparently not paying attention to what the nurse said, and staring at Ning Chen beside the bed with a contented expression on his face.

Fu Zhengyan glanced at Ning Chen's crimson face and shiny red lips, and immediately understood what happened.

He raised his phoenix eyes, and his gaze met Qin Ji on the hospital bed in mid-air, and both of them understood the deep meaning in each other's eyes.

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