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After being injured for [-] days, Ye Rong lay in the hospital for almost a month before he could barely get out of bed. Ye Sheng hired a nurse for him, and he would come over to take care of him after school at night.

Ye Sheng was at a critical moment, and Ye Rong didn't want to delay his studies, but he was thrown a walk-in form the next day and completely shut him up.

The nurses are only invited until [-]:[-] pm, and Ye Sheng still has evening self-study, the spare time in between can only rely on Ye Rong's self-reliance.

He leaned on crutches to move step by step in the corridor of the hospital. He wanted to go to the public toilet at the corner, but unfortunately, the toilet in the ward was broken.

When it was time to get off work, there were only a few scattered people in the hospital in twos and threes, and the corridor lights didn't seem very bright, flickering on and off in the dark corridor.

Ye Rong came out after going to the toilet, and faintly heard a burst of suppressed and trembling crying from behind the corner, mixed with fear and other inexplicable things.

Ye Rong leaned against the wall and leaned out half of his body to look, only to see a middle-aged man kneeling in front of another man begging in despair, "Mr. Fu, it was my ignorance that provoked you. Your lord has a lot. Don't blame him..."

The middle-aged man was covered in blood, and he was in such a state of distress that he almost lay at the man's feet. The more he said, the more outrageous he said, "Please save him, please save him..."

The quiet Mr. Fu seemed to have exhausted his patience, and he finally spoke the first sentence. His voice was low but tinged with toothache coldness, "You should go to the doctor."

The middle-aged man couldn't hear him and was still kowtowing to him, "He's still young, let him go, you are the king of Hades, don't beg you..."

Ye Rong didn't understand how superstitious people could be in a place like a hospital.

Mr. Fu seemed to be unable to hear these two words, like the king of Hades who could kill him, he mercilessly delivered the verdict, "He won't survive tonight."

The middle-aged man suddenly lost his strength and fell to the ground. Looking up at the tall man, he cursed hoarsely, "Fu Wenyuan, you must die! You must die!"

Ye Rong was frightened by his sudden and shrill cry, and couldn't help taking a few steps back, but the crutches were not steady, and fell out with a plop, which made the bones that hadn't grown well all the worse.

It's really self-inflicted, Ye Rong thought gloomily, and his head slowed down for a while.

Ye endured the pain and wanted to get up. After trying a few times in a cold sweat, he heard the creaking bones whine.

He didn't dare to move anymore, he was afraid that if he died again, he would become crippled, which would drag Ye Sheng down in the future.

He was still thinking about it in a mess, when a pair of leather shoes with slightly hard and delicate leather stopped in front of him.

Ye Rong subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the owner of the leather shoes, but unfortunately the man was against the light, so he could only roughly see his huge and upright outline.

For no reason, Ye Rong thought of Xu Jue inexplicably. Like them, they seemed to have a certain aura that would make Ye Rong feel threatened.

It feels like an ordinary herbivore is facing the approach of a large predator. If it cannot escape, the other party's breath will pounce on his heart. At that time, he will die in trembling. corpse.

Ye Rong moved his body and wanted to back away, but he heard someone shouting "Ye Rong" not far away, and then he saw Ye Sheng running in a hurry.

Ye Sheng knelt down and wanted to help him up, but he was afraid that he would be broken if he was pulled, so he put his arm around his back and carefully picked him up with the other hand through his knees.

Ye Rong was startled, he didn't expect that brat Ye Sheng to be so powerful, he sighed once again, the child really grew up...

Ye Sheng hugged him and left, when passing by, Ye Rong turned his head and caught a glimpse of the Hades face.

Who would have thought that it wasn't the face of Hades, it was like a god descending from the earth, that face was carefully carved like a creator, and Ye Rong, who was used to seeing Xu Jue's handsome face, couldn't help but gasp.

Especially those bottomless eyes, so beautiful that it will make people have nightmares at night.

Ye Rong didn't dare to look any further, and turned his head away as if nothing had happened.

He never expected that his words would become a prophecy, and he really had a nightmare at night.

In the dream, I was an elk drinking water freely by the stream, innocently being targeted by a shiny leopard, chasing and intercepting him frantically, and finally escaped half-dead.

Looking at the road ahead, there is a lion that is only napping on its stomach.

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On the day Ye Rong was discharged from the hospital, the first thing he did was to take a taxi to Jinshuiyuan. The villa in the middle of the mountain is located in the outskirts of the city, not too close to the city.

When he got out of the car, he sighed and reluctantly paid the one hundred and twenty fare.

It's also strange, in the past, I had to prepare three meals a day and take a taxi to deliver to Xu Jue, and I didn't feel distressed, but now I really feel Jin Bi's love.

He opened the door with a key, trying to minimize his presence, and only wanted a quick victory.

Reluctantly, the sky failed to fulfill his wishes, he was halfway in cleaning the guest room, when he heard someone pull the door out of the next bedroom, Ye Rong raised his head, and as expected, he saw Xu Jue stopped at the door.

He met Xu Jue's eyes without retreating, and although it was only a few months, he felt as if a lifetime was so long.

He went from birth to death, and then came back to life again, all the love and attachment like moths flying to the flame in the past seemed to stop, and it was only at this moment that he clearly understood that something was really different.

And this kind of unusualness, the other party who was involved in this emotional vortex also felt it, Xu Jue frowned slightly, he found that the love that often made him disgusted in Ye Rong's eyes was gone.

He was bare-chested, and there were a few shallow scratches on his shoulders. If he guessed correctly, there should be some white and beautiful new lover lying on the next bed at this moment.

For some reason, Ye Rong, who was always used to such things, felt disgusted at this moment.

He glanced at it, but didn't say a word, and continued to pack his things in a dull manner, but his hands moved faster, as if he couldn't wait to rush out the door in the next moment.

Xu Jue folded his arms and watched him with a confused expression as he cleaned up all "Ye Rong's existence", including the two goldfish that Ye Rong bought before, filled them with water in plastic bags and prepared to take them away.

Ye Rong left the key on the table.

His eyes turned cold, and he spoke like alms, "I only give you one chance, if you walk out of this door today, you will never come back."

Ye Rongru was pardoned, obediently hummed, picked up his backpack and passed Xu Jue to go out.

"Ye Rong." Xu Jue shouted from behind, still as impatient as ever, "You chose this yourself, don't come back to me crying when the time comes, I hate you the most."

Ye Rong is a habitual offender, and has made troubles in embarrassment many times before, no wonder Xu never believed him.

Ye Rong nodded, he didn't make a poisonous oath or say harsh words, instead he turned his head to look at Xu Jue calmly, his eyes were also calm, "Don't worry, it won't happen."

After speaking, he opened the door and walked out without looking back.

Xu Jue stood for a while with a gloomy expression, then turned back to the bedroom to get dressed, as Ye Rong thought, there was indeed a little pet lying on the bed, and that face even looked more like Xu Li than Ye Rong.

The person is cute and beautiful, sweet-mouthed and easy to play with, calling out to my brother in a soft voice, anyone will turn into a beast, unlike Ye Rong's dead fish, it's a disappointment to watch.

But no matter how charming the person in front of him was, he lost interest right now, and immediately sent the person away after stuffing the money.

I don't know the so-called irritability, he leaned on the bed and swallowed, the heavy curtains in the room were tightly drawn, and no light could penetrate.

After the notification sounded, he picked up his mobile phone and looked at the schedule sent by his subordinates. His eyes were fixed on the well-arranged form, but his mind was elsewhere.

For a week, he closed his eyes and thought, Ye Rong will definitely come back in less than a week.

He was thinking about how to punish him, but just thinking about how to torture him made his heart itch. He thought about it, and informed his assistant to set aside time next Sunday night.

Ye Rong, who was walking down the mountain with a big bag and a goldfish on his back, naturally didn't know what he was thinking. This place is remote and difficult to get a taxi. He stared at his phone and only thought about which kind driver could pick up his order. .

The sky was getting dark, and he didn't want to spend the night in such a desolate and desolate place.

The new shoes that Ye Sheng bought for him didn't fit well, and his feet were worn out. He had to rest after walking for a while, tired and thirsty, and he was so dizzy that he wanted to take a sip of the dirt with strings of goldfish excrement dangling in his hand. water.

Suddenly there was a light behind him, and he subconsciously turned his head. The headlights were slightly dazzling, and he raised his hand to cover it.

A black Bentley stopped quietly in front of him in his dilemma.

He is no stranger to this feeling, and he experienced it once not long ago.

The window of the back seat moved down slowly, Ye Rong subconsciously curled up his toes nervously, and as expected, he saw that face that both human beings and gods were angry with.

At the end of the sky, the clouds of fire were rolling, red like iron, and the sun had already set, but it was still spreading brightly like embers.

Fu Wenyuan's sharp and profound face seemed to soften a little under such splendor.

The car stopped in front of Ye Rong, and the driver in the front poked his head out and smiled and said, "Little brother, it's not easy to take a taxi around here, and there are not many people coming and going. If you don't mind, I can give you a ride."

Ye Rong looked at the driver, and unconsciously looked at the person in the back seat, but just in time the other person also looked back.

Fu Wenyuan's whole body was full of meticulous delicacy, staring at his distressed appearance intently, in broad daylight, Ye Rong somehow felt a chill rushing up from the soles of his feet.

His gaze is too aggressive, as if he can see through the skin of people's hearts, and all hypocrisy is invisible under his scrutiny.

The driver seemed to understand Ye Rong's embarrassment, and persuaded: "My Mr. Fu said that he met you once, little brother, and agreed to take you. Don't worry."

Ye Rong didn't know why he couldn't move his feet, so he let Fu Wenyuan look at him silently, and after a while he called out dryly, "Mr. Fu, hello."

Fu Wenyuan hummed and didn't speak anymore, and the car didn't move anymore, as if he was waiting for Ye Rong to talk to him again.

Ye Rong instinctively chose to refuse, and took a few steps back laughing, "I appreciate the good intentions, and it's not too far away. I'll walk a few steps to get there without getting in the way. You are busy with your work, don't worry about me."

He said a few more polite words and then hurried away, not caring whether the shoes on his feet were worn or not, as if there was a vicious dog chasing after him and he just wanted to get rid of it quickly.

The Bentley followed him unhurriedly as if teasing its prey.

Along the way, Ye Rong watched the phone shut down with a countdown of 30 seconds, and he calculated the distance in despair. After weighing the pros and cons, he stomped his feet and heart, and unexpectedly stopped in spite of himself.

The custom Bentley Mulsanne with beautiful lines and elegant lines also stopped.

Ye Rong walked over and knocked on the window, flattering him, "Is Mr. Fu going to the city? If it's convenient..."

"Yes." Before Ye Rong finished speaking, Fu Wenyuan agreed.

Ye Rong sincerely thanked him, and opened the co-pilot's door.

Before he had time to go in, he heard Fu Wenyuan say, "Come and sit in the back."

Ye Rong couldn't figure it out, big people like Fu Wenyuan and the others who were either rich or expensive were somewhat arrogant, keeping a distance from strangers had become instinctive, how could he allow himself who had only met him once to approach him.

He shook his head and changed another angle, perhaps Fu Wenyuan's co-pilot had some special meaning to him, and it was not something ordinary people could sit on.

Respectfully got into the car, Ye Rongwo took the goldfish bag away in the corner, for fear that if water spilled out, Fu Wenyuan would not survive tonight if Fu Wenyuan blamed him.

The worst thing was that he was afraid of what would happen. Fu Wenyuan, who had been silent halfway, said, "I missed it."

Ye Rong sat up in a dream in a dying dream, hurriedly blocked the leaking plastic bag with his hands, and kept saying sorry.

The amazing thing is that this living Hades not only didn't dislike it, but also praised his fish, saying: "It's very beautiful, your fish."

Ye Rong glanced at the goldfish in his hand that was tossed so much that it was about to turn its belly. Although he couldn't figure out the big man's brain circuit, he was flattered, "Thank you."

There was another silence, when Ye Rong just wanted to shrink away from him in the corner, the other party unexpectedly said again, "Fu Wenyuan, my name."

That name was enough to be heard that night in the hospital, Ye Rong still remembers the hatred that the middle-aged man felt when he said these three words.

Later, Ye Rong carefully searched the Internet and found out who Fu Wenyuan is from. Although the writing is brief, it can be seen that at least three generations of ancestors, his family background has been different from ordinary people.

It was obvious that he couldn't afford it, so Ye Rong had no choice but to give his name politely, "My name is Ye Rong."

Fu Wenyuan nodded, still expressionless.

The car stopped at the place agreed in advance, Ye Rong was blocked by the plastic bag with his hands, and his head was hanging down, thinking whether he could open the car door with his elbow.

Just as the driver in the front row was about to move, he caught a glimpse in the rearview mirror of Mr. Fu, who had always been indifferent to others, leaned over to open the car door for the young man.

Fu Wenyuan had broad shoulders, and when he leaned over, he almost seemed to hold Ye Rong in his arms. The smell on his body was very light, without any smell of tobacco or perfume.

Slightly hot breath sprinkled on the pinna, Ye Rong almost scrambled and got off the car, thanked him repeatedly, and disappeared in a hurry like fleeing.

The driver looked at Mr. Fu, who has always been unpretentious, staring at his back, and seemed a little reluctant to part. After hesitating for a long time, he carefully asked, "Sir, where are you going now?"

Hearing the sound, Fu Wenyuan withdrew his gaze, and his expression was hidden in the darkness again, "Go back to the villa in the middle of the mountain."

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