TL: Hua
Ye Rongxu then realized that the tie he grabbed in a panic wasn’t suitable for tomb sweeping, so he hurriedly undid the knot and changed to another one.
Thanks to his timely awareness, Qin Chaoyan only coughed twice and wasn’t really strangled.
Ye Rongxu’s face turned red again as he whispered, “You deserve it.”
Qin Chaoyan didn’t seem to think this was a punishment, as his eyes were full of smiles. Then he suddenly picked him up again, planning to carry him straight downstairs.
Ye Rongxu hurriedly stretched out his hand and fluttered, “Wheelchair, my wheelchair.”
Qin Chaoyan had no choice but to say to the bodyguard when he went out, “Bring down the wheelchair.”
Although he brought a wheelchair, Ye Rongxu still insisted on walking by himself after arriving at the cemetery.
Qin Chaoyan supported him, following him step by step cautiously: “Walk slowly, don’t rush, be careful of the slope…”
Ye Rongxu pushed him: “Don’t treat me like a child.”
Qin Chaoyan had no choice but to gently loosen his hand. As a result, after walking for a while, he encountered steps. Ye Rongxu turned his head again to look at him aggrievedly.
It’s easy to walk on flat ground, but the steps are still a little difficult for him.
Meeting his watery eyes, Qin Chaoyan’s breathing was slightly stagnant. Then he took a step forward to hold his waist tightly.
Ye Rongxu struggled again: “Handrail, not waist.”
Qin Chaoyan became helpless: “Pardon me, little ancestor.”
After saying that, he held his waist tightly with one hand and lifted his arm up. Ye Rongxu’s two feet were immediately off the ground, and he was lifted up the stairs by his waist.
Ye Rongxu was stunned, like a cat with its neck pinched. After a while, he came back to his senses, widened his eyes, and snorted, “Can’t you use both hands?”
At least he appears to have some weight.
Qin Chaoyan pursed his lips and smiled softly. Seeing his awkward and annoyed look, he suddenly had the urge to hold him in his arms.
But he had to hold back because he was going to see his mother-in-law soon.
When they arrived at the tomb, Ye Rongxu regained his serious expression.
It’s not convenient for him to kneel, so he sat in the wheelchair, presented flowers to Lin Xue, and then seriously stated that he had found out the truth and caught the murderer and asked her not to worry.
He talked a lot and finally sighed softly to hide his sad mood.
Qin Chaoyan took the flowers, bowed deeply, and then placed them in front of the tomb. While listening to the other party whispering to the photo on the tombstone, he half squatted down and looked at him from time to time.
The sunset gradually sank to the west, and the afterglow dyed the green pines and cypresses in the garden orange.
Ye Rongxu sat in the cemetery for almost an hour without realizing it. He talked about how Zhang Yun and the other two were arrested and how his health improved in the past three years and he could walk. His mood also gradually changed from being depressed at the beginning to being relaxed.
“Okay, it’s getting late. I’ll come to see you next time.” Finally, he looked at the photo on the tombstone and said softly.
However, when he was about to leave, Qin Chaoyan did not move.
Ye Rongxu turned his head to look at him doubtfully.
Qin Chaoyan coughed lightly and deliberately adjusted his cuffs and suit trousers. His tone was a little unnatural: “It seems… you haven’t thought about introducing me to Auntie yet?”
Ye Rongxu: “…”
His face was full of black lines.
But—
Under the warm sunset, the two people in front of the tombstone held hands gently.
Ye Rongxu’s face was a little red, his curled eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.
“Mom, this is my boyfriend.” He introduced Qin Chaoyan in a low voice, with a somewhat embarrassed and awkward tone. After a pause, he added, “He is Aunt Zhao’s son.”
Qin Chaoyan held his hand tightly; his expression was particularly serious: “I will take good care of Xuxu; please rest assured.”
In his heart, he silently added a title: mother-in-law.
Ye Rongxu had no idea about this. When they went down the mountain, he turned around and asked him, “Aunt Zhao seems to be buried abroad?”
Qin Chaoyan nodded: “In E country.”
Ye Rongxu sighed, “Then it’s not convenient to go pay a visit.”
Qin Chaoyan rubbed his head and said in a gentle voice, “There will be a chance.”
At the foot of the mountain, as the two were about to board the car, a bodyguard suddenly walked over and whispered to Qin Chaoyan, “Mr. Qin, someone from E country called and said Mr. Xie… cough, said Xie Yunming wants to see you.”
Qin Chaoyan’s face turned cold for a moment, and when he noticed Ye Rongxu turning his head to look at him, he put away his coldness and said in a light tone, “Let him wait.”
The bodyguard understood and immediately stepped back.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from behind the trees, aiming straight for Ye Rongxu.
As soon as Ye Rongxu tried to stand up with the support of the wheelchair, before he could react, he was tightly embraced by Qin Chaoyan from behind, blocking him to the side. The bodyguards almost formed a human wall at the same time to block the two people, but they were still a step late.
The black-clothed man who rushed out saw no hope of capturing a hostage, so he directly drew his gun to shoot.
Ye Rongxu only heard a “bang”; his body seemed to be shaken. The birds in the forest flew away in fright.
As a retired soldier, Chen Jiang reacted very quickly. He rushed forward with the other two bodyguards to grab the gun and subdued the man in two or three moves.
The crisis was resolved, and Qin Chaoyan slightly loosened his arm.
Ye Rongxu turned around in panic and saw that the foreigner was pressed to the ground, shouting in English at the top of his lungs: “Qin, let my father and Mr. Xie go, otherwise we will die together. I have explosives on me.”
Qin Chaoyan’s face suddenly changed, and he immediately pulled Ye Rongxu into the car.
Chen Jiang tore off his clothes, and then his tense expression relaxed a little, reassuring the bodyguard who was holding the man with him: “It’s okay, I’m good at taking it off.”
Qin Chaoyan breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time and then took out his mobile phone to call the police.
After hanging up the phone, he coldly looked at the person being held and said in English, “Armando, you may not understand the laws of Country C. Your father, Anton, is still in custody and will go to court, so it’s not up to me. As for Xie Yunming, he will go where he should go.”
After saying that, he stopped looking at the other party, slammed the car door, and said to the driver in the front seat, “Drive.”
Ye Rongxu only came back to his senses from the shock just now, looked at him worriedly, and asked nervously, “Are you okay?”
Qin Chaoyan shook his head gently, awkwardly turned to his side, held his hand, and asked, “How about you?”
Ye Rongxu also shook his head, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly realized something amiss—why was Qin Chaoyan’s hand so cold?
And his face was pale, his lips were bloodless. There seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the car?
Ye Rongxu suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils shrank, and he spoke with difficulty: “You, you…”
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, but Qin Chaoyan held it and comforted him: “Don’t be afraid, I’m fine, I’m fine…”
Then he whispered to the driver, “Go to the hospital.”
After saying that, he seemed tired and gently closed his eyes.
Fear appeared in Ye Rongxu’s eyes—no, he was not tired, nor was his voice soft; he had no strength.
Ye Rongxu’s hand trembled slightly. He hurriedly stretched out his other hand, reaching for the shoulder that the other party deliberately blocked by leaning sideways.
The place was damp, and when he lifted his hand up again, his palm was all dazzling red.
Ye Rongxu’s pupils trembled violently, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, preventing him from making any sound. After an unknown amount of time, he heard his own voice with a crying tone: “… Go to the hospital, go to the hospital quickly!”
He pressed Qin Chaoyan’s shoulders tightly; his tears fell down in big drops. His vision cleared up for a moment, and soon it was blurred by the tears that occupied his eyes.
The driver stepped on the accelerator as soon as he saw that the situation wasn’t right.
Ye Rongxu didn’t know how they got to the hospital. There was a lot of noise around him. He held Qin Chaoyan tightly and tried to pull him out of the car. But he couldn’t even walk himself, so how could he pull him out?
He was so anxious that tears kept falling.
The driver and medical staff hurriedly opened the car door to help, and the bodyguards who followed them also rushed forward. Someone was supporting Qin Chaoyan, someone was helping him with a wheelchair, it was a mess, and his mind was blank.
When he finally regained consciousness, he found himself sitting outside the emergency room. Chen Jiang was holding a spray bottle, anxiously waving it in front of him. His voice seemed to be separated by something, coming from a distant direction: “Young Master, are you okay? Young Master…”
Ye Rongxu snapped awake, clutching his hand, and said anxiously but with difficulty, “Qin, Qin Chaoyan…”
Before he finished speaking, Chen Jiang immediately comforted him: “There’s no need to worry; he’s going to be okay. He was shot in the shoulder and fainted from blood loss.”
For someone like Chen Jiang, who had experienced gunfire and a rain of bullets, such an injury is really nothing.
But when Ye Rongxu heard it, his face turned pale.
Chen Jiang quickly picked up the medicine again and asked worriedly, “Young Master, do you want to inhale it?”
After hesitating for a while, he reminded her, “When we got out of the car just now, you were so anxious that you almost had a seizure.”
Ye Rongxu shook his head absentmindedly: “No, I’ll wait for Qin Chaoyan to come out.”
Chen Jiang sighed and said, “Then I’ll go get you some food.”
Ye Rongxu was obviously not in the mood to eat. Chen Jiang persuaded him with words like “Don’t worry, Mr. Qin is fine. If you collapse first, Mr. Qin will be upset when he comes out.” So he reluctantly ate some.
Fortunately, Qin Chaoyan’s condition was indeed as Chen Jiang said. He lost a lot of blood but, thankfully, avoided any serious internal damage. Because of timely treatment, he was soon out of danger.
Ji Qingyu and Lin Jiaojiao also hurried over. After learning that he was fine, they breathed a sigh of relief. Then they saw that Ye Rongxu was in a very bad state and hurriedly persuaded him to rest.
Ye Rongxu still shook his head and stubbornly waited.
*
When Qin Chaoyan woke up, he saw a person lying beside the bed, with thin shoulders and back and an especially white neck. His soft black hair fell softly on his snow-white ears.
With just one glance, he knew that this was the person he had been dreaming about.
His heart softened, and he gently raised his hand to touch the other person’s soft hair. Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, he felt a pain in his left shoulder, causing him to groan.
The person beside the bed was immediately awakened and raised his head. His face was still tired and confused, and when he realized that he had woken up, his beautiful eyes were immediately filled with mist.
Qin Chaoyan immediately panicked and tried to sit up: “Xuxu, don’t cry, I’m fine, really fine.”
Ye Rongxu’s eyes were still misty, looking at him with slightly red eyes. After a long time, he suddenly retorted angrily, “Who cried? And who told you to move? Doesn’t it hurt?”
Qin Chaoyan shook his head slowly, still supporting his body, looking at him with dark eyes: “It doesn’t hurt.”
Ye Rongxu bit his lower lip and looked at him stiffly. After a long while, he finally hugged him tightly and vented the emotions he had been suppressing.
“You lost so much blood, I thought you were going to die. Can you not scare me like this?”
Qin Chaoyan felt distressed and gently stroked his trembling body. He kissed the top of his head and comforted him: “I’m sorry that I made you worry; I’m really fine.”
Ye Rongxu raised his head from his arms and choked, “I thought you were hit in the heart.”
Qin Chaoyan was stunned for a moment and laughed: “The left shoulder is not close to the heart, right?”
Ye Rongxu stared at him with misty eyes: “There is so much blood; how can I know where the injury is exactly?”
Qin Chaoyan met his slightly red eyes, distressed and guilty. Seeing his haggard expression, he remembered Ye Rongxu had been lying at his bedside and couldn’t help asking, “Did you not sleep all night?”
Ye Rongxu nodded and then shook his head.
Qin Chaoyan felt even more distressed. He wanted to pick him up but found that his left shoulder was powerless, so he patted the bed and said hoarsely, “You come up to sleep.”
Ye Rongxu was about to move, hesitated, and said, “I’m afraid of touching your shoulder.”
Qin Chaoyan: “Lie on the right side.”
After worrying for so long, Ye Rongxu’s tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he did feel exhausted. He thought for a moment, then slowly took off his shoes, socks, coat, and trousers, climbed over Qin Chaoyan, crawled to the other side of the bed, and hugged him tightly.
The soft body in his arms gave off a faint smell of medicine and a familiar breath in his nose.
Qin Chaoyan stiffened for a moment and suddenly felt that… this injury doesn’t seem that bad anymore.
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