Kiss Rose

Chapter 62 Suspension Bridge Effect
The sirens came faster than she expected, and Jiang Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

She could now go directly to the block without having to risk going to a bar to call for help.

Jiang Qian'an's fingertips trembled as they touched the cold and rough wall. He finally touched the corner of the wall. Just as he was about to step over it carefully, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist.

My heart suddenly stopped and I instinctively wanted to make a sound, but someone covered my mouth first.

My legs felt weak and the thought of my impending death flashed through my mind.

The body's survival instinct reached its peak, and Jiang Qian'an bit the man's mouth fiercely.

"it's me."

The familiar voice made Jiang Qian'an stunned for a moment, and the force on her mouth loosened. In the faint light, she saw two tiny scars on the back of her hand and the teeth marks she had just left.

I finally smell the pleasant scent of pine wood, which brings warmth and peace of mind.

Jiang Qian'an's eyes were hot, he turned around and looked up, and it was indeed Zhou Shiyan.

Jiang Qian'an couldn't help but burst into tears, biting his lips, still unable to recover from the tension and anxiety.

"Brother Shi Yan."

There was a sound of debris being pushed away from behind.

Zhou Shiyan took Jiang Qi'an aside and took the discarded flowerpot from her hand.

Jiang Qian'an pinched his cuffs with trembling fingertips and forced back her tears. At this critical juncture, it was not the time for her to relax and feel wronged.

"He has a knife in his hand. Let's get out this way. Don't fight him head-on."

"Don't be afraid."

The top of the hair was gently rubbed.

Jiang Qian'an was still afraid.

She knew that Zhou Shiyan's appearance meant that she was safe enough, but she was worried about Zhou Shiyan's safety.

A mechanical voice repeated from behind, "The police are coming, retreat."

The man seemed to just want to leave from this side, but he didn't expect to see someone behind the corner.

The broken pieces of the flowerpot flew to Jiang Qian'an's feet.

The shrill sound startled an orange cat that was napping on the wall.

The bright white blade shone coldly in the dim light.

Jiang Qian looked around and saw a piece of plastic water pipe placed outside.

She took two steps outside and saw the familiar car driven by Zhou Shiyan going back and forth in the alley. The sound of the siren came from this car, and the person in the car was the young man who had greeted them at the door of the bar.

The sirens were fake.

Zhou Shiyan has been around here all the time.

Jiang Qian'an didn't know which of the two cognitions was more shocking. He didn't have time to think about it. He picked up the water pipe neatly and planned to go back to help Zhou Shiyan.

The man who was fighting with Zhou Shiyan ran back. He didn't dare to continue fighting, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground without him having time to pick it up.

Zhou Shiyan didn't chase after him, but came over to check on Jiang Qian'an's condition.

The girl's carefully applied makeup was smudged somewhere, her hair was messy and stuck to her cheeks, and her two hands were tightly grasping the side of the water pipe, her fingertips were slightly white, and she looked extremely scared.

"It's okay." He put his arm around Jiang Qian'an's back and patted him gently.

The little girl's whole body was still stiff, and Zhou Shiyan felt uncomfortable.

I had been rationally maintaining a certain distance, but I couldn't control myself and completely embraced the person in my arms.

Zhou Shiyan was also afraid. If, if Lin Wangshu hadn't sent him the location information, he wouldn't even know where Jiang Qi'an was, or that she was in such danger.

He originally came to pick her up, but before the car could arrive, he saw the scene in front of him.

He saw clearly that Jiang Qian was pushing the switch at any time, and the knife was only a few centimeters away from her arm.

He was so anxious that he drove over, but the little girl had already run away from Guan Sui.

"Brother Shi Yan." Jiang Qian'an could no longer hold back his tears and was scared to death.

From childhood to adulthood, even in a real fight, I have never encountered anyone using real knives.

The soles of his feet were burning, and the pain spread. Jiang Qian'an's peach blossom eyes were filled with tears. He looked up at Zhou Shiyan pitifully, his voice trembling,

"Hug~"

She stepped on the broken flower pot, it hurt. The real sirens only sounded now, and Jiang Qian was picked up by Zhou Shiyan in a skilled princess-like manner and placed on the passenger seat of the car.

He picked up the little girl's high heels and put them in the car.

Jiang Qian'an didn't feel relieved until Guan Sui came out safely under the protection of the crowd.

"An'an, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." After a simple repair, Jiang Qian looked much better, but his face was a little pale.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think it through this time. I'll go with the police first." Guan Sui pursed his lips, and looked down at Zhou Shiyan's unfriendly look. "I'm sorry, brother Shiyan, An An will be left to you first."

Zhou Shiyan's eyes were dark and deep, and his coldness was terrifying.

"An An is mine. She is safe here with me."

He felt even more disgusted with this ignorant brat.

Ignoring safety issues and approaching Jiang Qian'an, putting both Jiang Qian'an and himself in danger, is a sign of incompetence.

Even though he was just Jiang Qian's brother, after this incident, he would never tolerate any possibility of development between Guan Sui and Jiang Qian'an.

Zhou Shiyan stayed here waiting for Guan Sui only at Jiang Qian'an's request.

Now that he saw that the person was fine, he drove away without stopping.

Jiang Qian'an stepped on some gravel and some parts of his feet were rubbed raw. The most serious wound was the scratch on his ankle caused by his high heels.

They drove in silence until Zhou Shiyan stopped the car in front of a pharmacy, told Jiang Qian to wait for him in the car, and then got out.

The lights from the shops cast a shadow on Zhou Shiyan's figure. Amid the bustling streets, Zhou Shiyan's appearance made the originally ordinary scenery look much more elevated.

Jiang Qian'an curled up in the seat with his legs crossed, his legs covered by Zhou Shiyan's suit jacket.

The faint scent of pine lingered at the tip of his nose, and Jiang Qian took a deep breath.

She likes the taste very much.

The taste of Zhou Shiyan.

Whenever she was in danger, this scent was enough to comfort her.

Zhou Shiyan came back with two bags.

One packet contained mineral water and snacks, and the other contained medicine bought from the pharmacy.

The car door beside him opened, Zhou Shiyan put his things behind the front window, and took out a bottle of mineral water and unscrewed it.

"Feet, I'll clean them for you first and then take care of the wound."

"Okay." Jiang Qian'an stretched out his hand obediently.

She could see that Zhou Shiyan was emotional.

She was aware of the heavy feeling of oppression in the car along the way.

At this moment, Zhou Shiyan's aura was solemn, his brows were lowered, and he didn't say anything more.

My ankle was held in the warm palm, and it was itchy and tingling.

Jiang Qian regretted and wanted to withdraw his words.
"Brother Shi Yan, I'd better do it myself."

He seemed not to hear what she said. When Jiang Qianan tried to pull back, he used some force on his hand and did not let go.

"Don't move."

The cold mineral water slid across his skin, and Jiang Qian'an shrank back in stimulation, curling up his toes.

"It's a little bit uncomfortable at first, just bear with it." His voice was low and no emotion could be heard.

Zhou Shiyan used the water flow to carefully wipe away the tiny stones and dust stuck to the soles of his feet with his fingertips.

The soles of the feet were sensitive areas, and the numbness spread throughout the body. Jiang Qianan wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, and took back her ankles while Zhou Shiyan was not holding them.

"It's a little itchy. I, I can do it myself."

Jiang Qi'an followed Zhou Shiyan's example and also took out a bottle of mineral water.

"Sit down."

　I'm a bit rushed today, I should be able to elaborate on these two chapters later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)