Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

The last time I was so overwhelmed like now was when "that thing" happened that year.Lying in a pool of blood, feeling the vitality draining from the wound bit by bit, the body temperature slowly dropped, the whole heart was ashamed, and I didn't know what else to do in the last time.

Fu Lin stared at Wen Jingyao running over in a daze, then suddenly threw the bag in his hand on the ground and strode wildly, faster than the final sprint in a running competition.

His attention was greatly distracted by the people in front of him, and he didn't notice that Fifth Master, who had been beaten to the ground before, struggled to get up again, and raised the hard wooden stick with thick arms at his head.In the blink of an eye, Wen Jingyao forcefully knocked him away, and the man who was protecting him instinctively raised his left hand to block it, forcibly withstood the heavy blow.

The stick hit Wen Jingyao's arm with a muffled sound, but the pain made Fu Lin's heart twist into a rope.His face turned pale in an instant, his eyes were filled with blood, and he never dared to look back at Wen Jingyao's expression at this moment.Even just a vague glance was enough to make him stop breathing.

Fifth Master only had goals in his eyes, and he didn't expect that an irrelevant outsider would suddenly appear, so he couldn't help being stunned.

"Fuck..." Wu Zhuofan and Qu Yan were both stunned.Before he had time to digest the fact that "Mr. Wen is really here", Fu Lin jumped up like a raging beast, and punched Wu Ye back hard.

If there was room for it before, now there is no mercy at all.Fifth Master's nosebleeds flowed down, his mouth tilted, and he spat out a tooth in embarrassment.

Fu Lin snatched his weapon, smashed it viciously on the ground, and kicked at the person.

A strong killing intent penetrated his body, and his eyes were so cold that they seemed to be able to freeze the air.Fifth Lord knew that something was wrong, so he managed to avoid the vital point by rolling around, and even his voice was trembling: "Don't, don't..." After all, he is still a terrible person, and he will be afraid when he meets a real ruthless character.

Fu Lin's brain was buzzing, and he could barely hear the sound of the outside world. He didn't even know that Ah Hu had arrived with his people at this time. He only wanted to make the guy in front of him pay the price, and he didn't care about anything else. in spite of.

Qu Yan knew his state best, and immediately rushed to stop him: "Enough, Lord Fu!"

Fu Lin struggled to shake off his hand, and continued kicking with red eyes.

"Fu Lin!"

Wen Jingyao's voice was not loud.Mingming's face was pale and cold sweating from the pain, and it was difficult to even speak, but this hoarse cry managed to get into Fu Lin's ears.

"..."

The person who was still mad just now is like a machine that has been pulled out of the plug, and the power is gone in an instant.

"Mr. Wen..." Wu Zhuofan squatted beside his friend full of remorse, checked his injuries, and took out his mobile phone, "I'll call an ambulance right now..."

"Don't be so exaggerated." Wen Jingyao closed his eyes and tried his best to take a deep breath to delay the piercing pain.

"Then I'll call you a taxi and take you to the hospital..."

"Call an ambulance!" Fu Lin said, "Don't touch his hands casually!"

"That's right, call an ambulance, call an ambulance." Qu Yan turned around and interjected.He's busy with what's next.Ah Hu brought a few brothers over to help, but unexpectedly the two knew each other, the "boss" froze when he saw Ah Hu, and kept calling "Brother Hu".

A Hu used to be a somewhat famous figure among the gangsters in City Y, and he had been with a very powerful elder brother.In terms of status and ranking, it is always better than the "boss" who doesn't know the so-called "boss" in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Brother Hu, I didn't know these were your friends..." The boss hurriedly apologized.In fact, after seeing Fu Lin's skills, he vaguely realized that he might have provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked this time.Fu Lin's awesome speed doesn't look like the ordinary college student that the fifth master said to "keep his own law and order", and that Qu Yan doesn't look like that either.

"Wang Daming." With a cigarette in his mouth, Ahu called the other party's real name that he wanted to forget on purpose, "Since you have also been beaten, let's forget it this time. But after all, you started the matter first, and my brother's must be taken away." All medical expenses are covered.”

"Okay, okay, definitely pack it..." The man who was arrogant at the beginning is almost like a grandson now.

After that, the five people came over to apologize, but Fu Lin didn't want to hear it at all, so he waved them away.In front of Wen Jingyao, he never dared to look him in the eye.

"Is it okay? Does it hurt?..."

He didn't know what to say, and he muttered meaningless nonsense.The strong murderous aura dissipated, leaving only the bewildered and flustered two people who were completely different from before.

Wen Jingyao closed his eyes tiredly without any response, which made him feel that every second was suffering.

The ambulance finally came.

The medical staff knew what was going on as soon as they saw the battle at the scene, and one of them was chattering aside: "Young people, don't be impulsive, what's the use of fighting for a moment? Parents who suffer from body hair and skin, Even if it's not for yourself, think about the people who raised you..."

Wen Jingyao was so innocently accused of being "impulsive" and "unfilial", and his already depressed mood fell to the bottom.

Before getting into the car, he suddenly remembered: "Fu Lin."

"……exist."

"Take my fish away."

"..."

Looking back, a fish packed in a plastic bag was still lying alone in the open space.

Immediately ran to pick it up.

Wen Jingyao was sent to have a film examination.Fu Lin dragged Wu Zhuofan to the corridor, and asked impatiently, "What's going on?"

"Why do you think Mr. Wen suddenly appeared?" Wu Zhuofan also suffered a lot of skin trauma, his face was treated with lotion, and his face was bruised and purple, which was a bit funny.

"I called him before you came. I thought that having one more person would strengthen my courage..."

"why did not you tell me?"

"I didn't have time to tell you..."

"Didn't I tell you not to call people anymore..." Fu Lin hugged his head in remorse and sat down on the bench.

"I'm sorry, how did I know you two are so powerful." Wu Zhuofan scratched his messy hair even more, "If I had known that you were so good at fighting, I wouldn't have let him come and meddle."

You must know that Wen Jingyao has always been disgusted with life-wasting behaviors such as fighting and making trouble.The two looked at each other and sighed weakly.

"Forget it..." The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say anything, let's think about how to explain it.

At this time, both Wu Zhuofan and Fu Lin felt like they were waiting for the parent meeting after the school had just started.

As a result of the diagnosis, Wen Jingyao's left arm was cracked and fractured.A thick plaster cast was applied and fixed with triangular towels.

Although the injury is not too serious, but at least one month can no longer use his left hand.

Several people sent Wen Jingyao home.After tossing and tossing for a whole day without a drop of water, and being exhausted, no one dared to mention the matter of eating.

What was supposed to be a happy day is now gloomy.

"If you have nothing to do, I won't disturb your rest... I'll go first... Boss Wen will take good care of his wounds and call him anytime if necessary..." Qu Yan rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and slipped away quickly.

Wu Zhuofan had the dirtiest clothes on his body, neither standing nor sitting, and kept admitting mistakes like a repeater: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, I'm sorry, Mr. Wen..."

Wen Jingyao was upset when he heard it: "Tell me about the reason."

"I made enemies with the people of Hundred Ghosts in the game. I didn't expect them to find out about my reality and come to the school to block me."

"Where are Fu Lin and Qu Yan?"

"...I called for help."

Wen Jingyao closed his eyes weakly: "Okay, you can go back."

"Boss Wen..."

"I am fine."

"If your family finds out, how do you explain..."

"Can I say I fell it myself?" Wen Jingyao was very clear about his thoughts, "I won't confess you."

"Boss Wen..."

"Okay, you go back quickly, there will be no car later."

"Oh……"

Wu Zhuofan just walked away step by step and looking back.

As soon as the door was closed, the most uncomfortable person immediately became Fu Lin.Wen Jingyao is left-handed, his left hand is injured, he cannot enter the laboratory, and his daily life and study will be affected.

And he was injured to protect himself - this made Fu Lin especially uncomfortable.

Seeing that Wen Jingyao closed his eyes and rested his mind, he had no intention of talking at all, so Fu Lin simply went into the kitchen to cook.Cook that fish well, and hope that the other party's mood can be comforted a little.

It wasn't until he brought all the delicious food to the coffee table in front of the sofa that he realized that Wen Jingyao had a plaster cast on his hand and it was inconvenient to eat.So he chose the meat of the fattest fish belly, picked off a few big thorns, and pushed the bowl in front of the other party.

Maybe it was because he was hungry, but Wen Jingyao was quite cooperative.Although there is no big obstacle for him to hold chopsticks with his right hand, but he is not as flexible as his left hand. Fu Lin felt guilty for a while, and the words of apology slipped out unconsciously: "Isn't it..."

"Let's talk after eating." Wen Jingyao interrupted.

In Fu Lin's ears, this sentence was no different from "to settle accounts after eating".He ate in silence for a while, and caught a glimpse of Wen Jingyao struggling to plan the rice with one hand, and couldn't help but said: "...May I feed you?"

His cold eyes swept over.

Fu Lin bowed his head quickly.

On Friday, I finally opened my heart, called "Linlin" affectionately, and held my little hands under the moonlight... Only two short nights later, it became the cold "Fulin" again.

It's all my fault...

Fu Lin wants to cry but has no tears.

It was too late to fill my stomach with food without taste.

The living room was dimly lit, but no one took the initiative to turn on the lights.The dishes that had been eaten were put aside, and no one took the initiative to clean them up.

The living room is very quiet, you can hear the sound of the clock ticking.

"In the third year of high school... I took a break from school."

Fu Lin knew that the other party was waiting for his explanation.After thinking about it, I finally chose this sentence as the opening statement.

Sooner or later it will be said.The bad things in the past are not only black history, but also an indelible brand in his soul that will never be erased.

If two people want to move on, it is necessary to tell the whole story of this past.

Wen Jingyao wiped his mouth with a tissue and gave a soft "hmm".

"The reason for the suspension of school is that I was seriously injured in a fight..."

Fu Lin took a deep breath.Once I started, I suddenly felt that it was not so difficult to say it.

"I have not been a quiet child since I was a child. There has been no one to discipline me for a long time, and my thinking is very secondary... I don't like studying, I hate teachers, I avoid my family, and I often make troubles outside... Later, because of an opportunity, I joined a family in y city' gang'."

Wen Jingyao knew what the gang he was talking about probably meant, so he didn't ask any further questions, but just said, "How do you know Qu Yan?"

"...in the gang."

Wen Jingyao nodded slowly.

"Qu Yan and I were really the same kind back then. He wasn't his family's biological child. I was born as a child that no one wanted. We were both empty."

"Because of emptiness, I chose to use violence to vent my inner dissatisfaction. I often skipped classes and went out to fight with a group of gangsters older than us..."

"You're going to be like this until the third year of high school?"

"I met Ye Xuanqiong in the summer when I was 15 years old." Fu Lin did not answer this question directly, but mentioned another person that Wen Jingyao had always cared about.

"He is a very good person and always hoped that I would get out of this life and get back on track, but I was very stubborn at the time and didn't listen to him."

"later?"

"Later, I paid the price for the years I wasted."

Fu Lin stood up and walked to Wen Jingyao.In close proximity, he lifted the T-shirt on his body.

Wen Jingyao's pupils suddenly shrank.

An ugly and ferocious scar snaked down the white and tight abdomen, sinking into the waist of the jeans with a belt.

Just by looking at the old injury with eyes, one can intuitively feel how painful it was.

"I was beaten half to death, and I was slashed deeply. I was lying in a deserted alley. At that time, I really thought I was going to die... I picked up my mobile phone and dialed 120 with the last of my strength. , but I feel that the ambulance will not come if I persist. My father is abroad, and Qu Yan moved to City S, so I probably won't even see them for the last time."

"..." Wen Jingyao frowned slightly without saying a word.

"As for why I care about Ye Xuanqiong, it's because during the time I was rescued, he paid for my medical expenses in advance and took care of me for several days without sleep. To me, he is not only a friend, but also Benefactor." Fu Lin showed a bitter smile.

"During the time I was hospitalized, I thought a lot, reflected a lot, and made some new discoveries. I finally realized that my dad didn't love me, and I finally realized that I was really sorry for the people around me who cared about me."

"When this incident happened, the school originally planned to expel me. Qu Yan begged my family to help me solve it, so that I could continue my studies and take the exam. I chose to take a year off from school to get rid of everything in the past. Xuan Qiong also helped me a lot with my homework... Later, I was lucky enough to be admitted to S University... and later, I met you."

After the narration of the past, the room fell into a long silence.

Wen Jingyao suddenly stretched out his finger and tapped lightly on the scar.

Fu Lin flinched sensitively, looking back at him in disbelief.

Wen Jingyao's right hand calmly left the warm skin, and then slowly pulled down the raised corner of his clothes.

"The time I ran into a thief on the street before, I told you not to be brave in such a situation."

"……Um."

"Since you have already suffered a big loss, why do you act impulsively?"

Fu Lin was speechless, and after thinking for a long time, he found a reason: "I discussed it with Qu Yan. In fact, we didn't intend to fight with each other. We wanted to check the situation first..."

Under Wen Jingyao's calm eyes, his voice of defense became weaker and weaker, and finally he stopped talking.

"Sorry for hurting you."

"Fu Lin." Wen Jingyao shook his head, "You are all very powerful. I am the only one who doesn't know how to fight and ran to join in. I'm overestimating my capabilities."

"Don't say that..."

Fu Lin was eager to defend, but Wen Jingyao interrupted him again, and continued in a serious tone that seemed to be discussing academic issues:

"But if I encounter today's situation again, I will still rush forward. Let me watch you get hurt, I can't do it."

"..."

All the words I wanted to say were blocked in my throat in an instant.

Fu Lin opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, only a little faint breath sound.

He turned his face away, not wanting the other party to notice his flushed eye sockets and the tears that had already wet the corners of his eyes.

Fortunately, it's dark now.

Volume [-] "A Soft Spot in My Heart"