The Summer North tilt into the room, flower meaning strong left the apartment.

Shen Zhiyu left the Research Institute, went to the supermarket and bought a lot of food materials. During the period of his self-cultivation, Xia Beiqing always ate takeout. He wanted to make more things to supplement Xia Beiqing's nutrition.

Carrying bags of things back to the apartment, the apartment is dead silence, did not see the figure of Hua Yinong.

Shen Zhiyu puts things into the refrigerator, goes outside the room, pushes the door, and sees Xia Beiqing sitting alone in the wheelchair in the room.

Shen Zhiyu stood at the door and asked, "where are the flowers? Is he not here? "

Xia Beiqing, who had been lowering his head, heard his voice and raised his head wobbly. Xia Beiqing's face was as calm as dead water. His eyes were dark, and he was staring at Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu faintly noticed something strange: "what's the matter? I'll buy you fish and make soup for you in the evening. "

Xia Beiqing's mood didn't fluctuate at all. He slowly picked up the pen and paper beside him and wrote for Shen Zhiyu.

——Mr. Shen, there is something I want to talk to you about.

"What's the matter? Good Shen Zhiyu is going to the room.

At this time, Xia Beiqing suddenly opened his eyes and looked behind him in amazement. He opened his mouth anxiously and seemed to want to shout out.

Before Shen Zhiyu could react to the sudden change of Xia Beiqing's face, he felt a chill in his temples, as if he had been resisted by something. Then an arm stretched out from behind and strangled his neck.

"Don't move!" A man's cold voice rang out in his ear.

Shen Zhiyu is stiff.

Xia Beiqing watched as a guard appeared behind Shen Zhiyu, strangling Shen Zhiyu's neck and holding a gun against Shen Zhiyu's head.

He knew the guard, who was also involved when he was locked up in the basement and suffered from inhuman torture.

Those dark and painful memories, like the tide of the sea, emerge. Xia Beiqing opens his mouth, but he can't make a cry. He pushes the wheelchair in a hurry and wants to rush towards Shen Zhiyu, but the wheelchair falls forward carelessly, with his body, and hits the ground heavily.

With his legs pressed under the wheelchair, Xia Bei tilted and twisted his upper body. He was prostrate on the ground and wanted to climb towards Shen Zhiyu. Seeing that Shen Zhiyu was hijacked, he wanted to shout and ask for help. He opened his mouth and tried his best, but he couldn't make a sound.

The guard looked at Xia Beiqing, who was struggling on the ground, and raised a contemptuous smile: "so you are hiding here, too. Why? You want to save him? Do you think you can do it? "

No matter how hard he tried, Xia Beiqing couldn't move. He stretched his arm toward Shen Zhiyu. It was only a few steps away, but he just couldn't get close. He could only watch Shen Zhiyu fall into danger, but he couldn't do anything.

Xia Beiqing had never felt so useless and useless as he was now. He was so anxious that he hit the ground with his fist. He opened his mouth and looked up at Shen Zhiyu's figure with tears in his eyes.

help! help! Help Mr. Shen!

Even if it was such a simple sentence, he could not shout it out.

Shen Zhiyu looked at Xia Beiqing struggling on the ground. His eyes were sour and his heart was so painful that he shook his head at Xia: "don't... Beiqing, don't come here!"

The guard behind him sneered: "come here, if you want to save him, come here. If you want to save him, just shout. You can't even say a word. You can't even walk. Do you want to save a disabled person? Ha ha ha... "