Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

With blood stained at his temples, Su Nanqin reached out with trembling hands to touch Lu Fang's injured face.

The next second, Lu Fang pushed him towards the back of the stairs. "Go to the back! Zhou Yan and the police are coming soon!"

Shadow One was also starting to falter, and despite his unsteady gait, he continued his attack.

Footsteps echoed from the other side of the spiral staircase; it was Ji Yang leading several other thugs as they surged up.

Su Nanqin stood motionless beside Lu Fang. Lu Fang pushed him toward the stairs behind him and ordered in a deep voice, "Listen to me! I'll hold them off, you run downstairs. My car is parked at the side back door!"

As the professional thugs crossed the central corridor on the fifth floor and drew ever closer, every step they took was filled with the smell of death.

Su Nanqin remained standing still, even taking half a step forward, staring straight in the direction Ji Yang was coming from, without the slightest fear.

Lu Fang frowned and roared, "Su Nanqin!"

Su Nanqin took half a step forward and gently grasped Lu Fang's bloodied and mangled hand. "Lu Fang, I'm not so delicate as to expect my partner to risk their life for me."

Lu Fang frowned and glared at him, but Su Nanqin's eyes were firm and resolute. "I'll go with you."

"I'll beat you to death when we get back!" Lu Fang swept his leg and kicked one of the thugs in front of him to the ground.

Su Nanqin released his grip, smiled at him, and then a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He tilted his head back to dodge the thug's sweeping blade, then delivered a swift and vicious straight punch aimed directly at his vitals.

He immediately snatched the knife from the other person's hand and swung it at the newcomer.

If Lu Fang's fighting style is ruthless, then Su Nanqin's is insidious. A professional fighter, he uses tricks and techniques in every move, always aiming for vital points.

Ji Yang's goal was clear: he went straight for Su Nanqin.

Su Nanqin leaned back to dodge the opponent's punch, then bent down and delivered a sweeping kick forward.

Before Ji Yang could react, a swift and vicious chop to the neck grazed the other man's neck, heading straight for his carotid artery.

The blade grazed past, forcing Ji Yang to take two steps back. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his neck, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "No wonder he's the boss of MG, the top underground organization in Beijing."

Lu Fang, who was entangled with Ying Yi not far away, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your kind offer." Su Nanqin smiled back, and at the same time, he charged straight at Ji Yang.

The two quickly began to fight.

Ji Yang was no pushover either. Knowing Su Nanqin's ruthlessness, he aimed every move at vital points.

With a "thud!", a sweeping kick sent Su Nanqin crashing to his knees.

Seizing the opportunity presented by his opponent's lapse in concentration, Ji Yang swung his blade and thrust it towards Su Nanqin's throat!

Lu Fang, who was not far away, shouted, "Su Nanqin!"

Life and death hang in the balance in an instant, just when everyone is gone.

Su Nanqin suddenly pushed off backward, exerting force just before the opponent's blade swung up, and pressed down on the opponent's shoulder to perform a beautiful backflip.

He landed steadily and then swiftly and accurately swept his foot across the opponent's back knee.

Ji Yang was no match for him and suddenly knelt on one knee. Su Nanqin seized the opportunity and snatched the opponent's hand with a chop, then raised his hand to slash at his neck.

A sharp, cold glint flashed across Ji Yang's eyes, and he suddenly leaned back to dodge Su Nanqin's attack.

Evenly matched.

Lu Fang's situation wasn't much better. Although he managed to hold off the thugs Ji Yang brought, he couldn't defeat them in one move.

They could only watch helplessly as the two fought a life-or-death battle not far away.

Swish!

A cold glint flashed in Su Nanqin's eyes, like a lion that had been lurking in the shadows for a long time, abandoning defense and switching to a fast and fierce attack.

Every strike is aimed directly at the vital points.

Ji Yang was forced to take a few steps back by his reckless fighting style.

Su Nanqin's eyes flashed, and he suddenly swung his knife straight for the throat.

Two centimeters, one centimeter... Swish!

Just as he was about to start sweeping, Su Nanqin felt a sudden jolt of numbness and paused for a moment.

Ji Yang gasped, seizing the tiny moment when Su Nanqin revealed a weakness, snatched the knife, and flashed with a glint of light.

Su Nanqin remained rooted to the spot, her subconscious screaming, yet her instincts defying her will.

"Sunan Chin!"

Lu Fang's eyes widened suddenly. He kicked aside the person blocking his way and lunged towards Su Nanqin...

"Sizzle..."

Lu Fang rolled over to protect the person, rolling several meters away.

Finally, the sound of police sirens could be heard from below the unfinished building...

Then came a few muffled shouts, "Don't move! Police, hands up!"

Su Nanqin suddenly snapped back to his senses, a warm, moist sensation sliding down his wrist, dripping stickily...

Lu Fang protected him well; his bloodied and mangled face had lost all its former heroic spirit, leaving only exhaustion.

Blood stained Su Nanqin's light-colored shirt crimson from where the dagger had pierced his right ribs...

The large hand that the other person had used to protect him was already a bloody mess; the impact of the bricks even revealed the knuckles stuck to the flesh.

"Lu Fang! Lu Fang!" Su Nanqin finally couldn't hold back anymore. She scrambled to her feet, knelt frantically before the man, and cried out, "No... Waaah, Lu Fang!"

Lu Fang seemed somewhat tired, his heavy eyelids drooping as he looked at him.

With her last ounce of strength, she gently stroked Su Nanqin's temple with her bloodied hand and whispered, "Don't cry... don't cry anymore, baby..."

Su Nanqin knelt in front of him in a disheveled state, her eyes brimming with tears as she cupped his face in her hands, her voice trembling.

"Don't sleep... Lu Fang... please..."

Lu Fang was exhausted, but his expression was very gentle. He even stroked Su Nanqin's temples a few times in a comforting manner.

With boundless affection, he depicted every inch of Su Nanqin's features.

"I'm so tired, it hurts so much," Lu Fang thought.

A forced smile appeared on her pale face, her voice trembling slightly, "From now on, no one will bother you to eat properly... Don't sneak snacks, don't walk barefoot on the ground... and definitely don't do what you did today..."

You've worried me...

"No! Don't say anymore... Waaah..." Su Nanqin cried helplessly, shaking her head uncontrollably. "You won't die, let's go home, Nan Nan will take you home..."

As his consciousness faded, Lu Fang felt somewhat unwilling.

He had so much to say.

Su Nanqin is so disobedient, so temperamental and disobedient. Her delicate nature is worrying. I'm afraid she'll lose herself in the future.

Who will coax him to sleep when he can't sleep all night? Who will gently remind him when he doesn't eat breakfast? Who will cherish and love him, Nan Nan?

I'm so unhappy...

His vision blurred, and Lu Fang's hand, which had been stroking Su Nanqin's head, fell heavily to his sides.

He seemed to have crossed a long river of time, traversing back to the afternoon many years ago when Lu Yuan died...

Will Su Nanqin become the next him? Will he live on with endless regret and loneliness?

Do not!don't want!

Su Nanqin was suffering too much. He couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear to leave the other person to walk alone in this world...

-

three days later.

Morning at a high-end private sanatorium in Beijing.

Su Nanqin, wearing a slightly oversized hospital gown, obediently sat on a small stool in front of Lu Fang's hospital bed.

She gently nudged Lu Fang's uninjured hand, her slender white fingertips tentatively poking it, but there was no reaction.

Three days later, Su Nanqin looked much better and sat there obediently, looking very cute.

No one could tell that the person sitting here today had performed the almost superhuman feats in that unfinished building just three days ago.

The morning sunlight was warm, illuminating his long, fluttering eyelashes. Su Nanqin blinked in confusion.

Didn't the doctor say he'd wake up today? Why isn't he awake yet?

Thinking this, Su Nanqin tentatively poked the man's cheek again.

It remained quiet, without any reaction.

With anticipation, Su Nanqin's eyelashes fluttered and drooped. She then gently nestled into the other's neck, nuzzling him like a cat.

Her tone was slightly coquettish, "If you don't wake up, I'll kiss you."

The person on the bed remained quiet and did not react.

"They really kissed."

Su Nanqin pouted, posing a threat that was not in any threatening sense.

The morning light shone on the young man's well-defined features, adding a touch of heroism, while the scars on his chin made him look somewhat ruthless.

Su Nanqin didn't care. He cupped the other person's cheek with his icy fingers and smacked them!

He gave me a kiss.

Lu Fang's other hand, which was hanging at his side, twitched slightly.

Su Nanqin stood up and blinked somewhat dejectedly.

As if unhappy, it lay back down on Lu Fang, like a lazy kitten waiting for its owner to claim it.

A man who comes to bed with endless longing and dependence.

The next second, a large hand suddenly grabbed the kitten's restless head.

The man on the bed opened his eyes, his voice deep and magnetic, "How audacious! How long do you intend to take advantage of me?"

Su Nanqin's eyes widened in disbelief, her light purple pupils blinking brightly. "Lu...Lu Fang? You're...awake?!"

The person in his arms was excited, whether from excitement or fear, he suddenly pounced on Lu Fang and hugged his neck.

"Why are you calling me Lu Fang? Call me husband..." Lu Fang's wound was a little sore from the traction, and he looked up at the fluffy creature in his arms and chuckled softly.

The faint morning light etched itself into their very bones.

Ahead lies the darkest abyss, behind lies endless redemption...

She sat upright with her hands on the chair, her hands folded over her lap, her eyes red and wet, looking both aggrieved and resentful.

Lu Fang sighed helplessly, gently propped himself up, raised his hand to stroke the other's reddened eyes, and said softly, "Were you frightened? Hmm?"

A tear slid down her cheek, Su Nanqin's voice was a little hoarse, and she nuzzled Lu Fang's palm affectionately, "Mmm."

It was mixed with a strong nasal tone.

"Don't cry, my darling. Do you know how much it breaks my heart to see you like this every time?" Lu Fang gently rubbed the corner of his eye.