A weak attack dog blood essay

When He Juan fell into a deep sleep at night, a foreign university.

Sun Lining woke up from the rented apartment. It was eight o'clock in the morning. He turned on his mobile phone, and sure enough, he saw that the ghostwriter he found through an intermediary had already sent homework.

Sun Lining transferred the money, received the homework, shaved his hair, got up and turned on the computer, uploaded the homework, and then lay down on the soft bed in the bedroom again, falling asleep.

When he woke up again, he found that his phone was full of missed calls and emails.

Sun Lining was a little puzzled. He glanced at the missed calls. Many of them were "friends" he made this year. This was because he got a large sum of money a year ago. Thanks to this large sum of money, He had a good time during this time, bought the car he had always wanted to buy, and successfully entered the circle he wanted to enter. He didn't have to rush to cheat his family for money if he wanted to buy anything.

Although he couldn't graduate because of playing too much and needed to re-study, but he has money, so re-studying is nothing to him, and his new friend introduced him to an intermediary, and he no longer needs to pay for homework and exams. Don't worry, you only need to give money to graduate smoothly.

And all of this is because he said a few words and gave a few photos, he knew who the person behind the young man was, and also because he secretly expected He Juan's end, and gloated for a long time.

Thinking of this, Sun Lining skillfully opened the group of domestic friends, browsed their circle of friends one by one, trying to know whether the person he hated got what he deserved, and became a shame and a laughing stock in the circle.

But still nothing.Sun Lining was a little annoyed, it's been almost two years, logically the information he provided is enough for everyone to know He Juan's true face.

Sun Lining couldn't be more reconciled when he thought that He Juan, an orphan who had been bullied by him, had become the young master of the Xia family, and even now he was still living a life of gold and jade.

Not finding the desired news, Sun Lining kicked the quilt to the ground, and after venting, he was finally ready to read those emails.

After reading only one, his face turned pale.

Then he couldn't wait to open the other emails one by one.

Some professors sent it to him, some from the school's academic discipline committee, and many others...

Sun Lining thought of something, he quickly opened the social software to find the intermediary he had cooperated with before, but when he sent it, he found that he was blocked...

At this time, how could Sun Lining not guess that he was being designed by someone?

But he couldn't get it back.

This school is very strict. Once found cheating, he will definitely be expelled from the school. What's more, the evidence packaged and sent by the other party is very detailed. Other foreign schools will not want him, and he will even be sent back to his country soon...

Does he have to go back and take the college entrance examination again?

Sun Lining sat on the cold floor, his small eyes were squeezed by his flesh, and there was a light of despair.

After He Juan woke up, his body was slowly recovering. He himself was also seriously recovering and taking medicine, so his body was getting better every day.

It is as if the spring scene shown by the big bay window in the bright and clean ward is becoming more and more beautiful.

Because He Juan woke up, Fu Xian made his mind clear again, so after taking care of the last thing that should be dealt with, he began to pursue He Juan in an open and honest manner.

Stop hiding your heart and put yourself in the place of your friend.

He Juan can already eat some light porridge and soup by himself, but he can't even think about sweets like cake and ice cream.

He lowered his eyes and ate today's breakfast seriously.

The porridge was thick and delicious.

But hearing that he still has at least one month before he can eat a bite of sweets, He Juan is still a little disappointed.

When Fu Xian came in, he saw such a scene.

The young man's slender fingers were placed on the edge of the white porcelain bowl, and the fingertips had grown a relatively healthy pale pink color. His jet-black hair was hanging down softly, and the young man's long eyelashes that were weakly stuck together looked a little dejected.

It was easy to see what was going on in the young man's mind. A little smile appeared in Fu Xian's eyes, and then he felt distressed. He walked to the other side of the bed under the cold and repulsive gaze of Xia Sen who was sitting on the sofa beside the bed.

He Juan was still eating porridge when he heard footsteps, and when the shadow fell on the quilt, He Juan had already finished his last sip of porridge, and he put the empty bowl on the cabinet on the left, where there was still a vase , in the vase is a delicate bouquet, with a little drop of morning water, obviously newly replaced.

Then he slowly took out a piece of paper and wiped the corners of his mouth.

This series of movements became much smoother when he sat up, but there was still a bit of stagnation between the movements, a bit like a little turtle trying to crawl out of the box, flipping down halfway again and again, and turning over persistently to go up again climb.

The two men in the ward thought it was extremely cute.

After He Juan finished today's breakfast task, he held the sippy cup in both hands and took a sip of warm water.

The doctor said, drink plenty of water.

Then he raised his head, the sun was so bright today, it was a bit dazzling, so he turned to the side: "Good morning."

He said hello.

Two days ago, he would ask Fu Xian what he was doing here, and soon he found that Fu Xian mostly came to see him and chat with him, and he would simply say hello, and then go about his own business.

Like studying for an exam.

Before he fell into a coma, he was preparing for an exam. After waking up, he found that he had more time to prepare for the exam, but after a year and seven months passed, the country revised the law and he needed to review it again.

It is also necessary to re-understand the current world.

Fu Xian looked deeply at He Juan, his eyes painted the side of the young man's fair face under the sun: "Good morning."

Xia Sen has calmed down a lot. The formerly rebellious young master has started to get in touch with the business of the Xia Family Group, learning to handle the job he hated the most before.

He has realized that he was too naive before, no matter how much he hates Fu Xian, he has to admit that Fu Xian is really powerful.

At that time, He Juan was rescued and almost left this world.

It was Fu Xian who spent money to find people and equipment to hang He Juan's life.

It can be said that the person who was hovering on the death line was abruptly pulled back.Even though Fu Xian caused He Juan to become like this, Xia Sen still rejects Fu Xian.

but……

120 million injections of therapeutic drugs, this is the most common part of treatment and remission.

Xia Sen knew that he had to work hard, at least he had to give He Juan a chance to choose.

If his cousin wants to be with someone one day, it must be because he likes it, not because he has to.

If the cousin is really with Fu Xian, no one can say that he is not good enough.

Even so, seeing Fu Xian, Xia Sen couldn't help but utter a few words of eccentricity.

Ever since he found out about Fu Xian's perverted surveillance of his cousin, he has been troubled for a long time. What bothered him the most was that his cousin didn't seem to have any sense of this kind of surveillance, and he didn't even change his phone after he knew about it.

Almost conniving.

This is also the reason why Fu Xian has become more aggressive recently.

Although Fu Xian didn't care about Xia Sen's words, he was trying to find time to find He Juan.

In two hours, there will be a very important international meeting, and I will participate in a bidding meeting in the afternoon.

Although he didn't want to go, he had to do everything perfectly.

Thinking of this, Fu Xian bowed his head and sent a message to his assistant, and soon Xia Sen received the news that the group had to go to a meeting.

Xia Sen intuitively felt that this matter was related to Fu Xian, but he couldn't produce evidence, so he could only leave with a dark face.

When Xia Sen left, only He Juan and Fu Xian were left in the ward.

He Juan had already pulled out a test booklet and put it on his lap. The test booklet was spread out, and a black gel pen was placed in the middle. He held warm water in both hands, took a sip from time to time, and then freed up one hand to take a pen to do a question. Then he retracted his hand and took another sip of water like a little hamster.

But as the shadow that shrouded in it has not dissipated, his speed of doing the questions also slowed down, and finally he raised his head again: "Aren't you going to sit down?"

Fu Xian's dark eyes were softened by the thin lenses, and his voice was low: "The sofa is too far away from you."

He Juan glanced at the light blue sofa where Xia Sen was sitting just now, only two pairs of slippers were away from the hospital bed.

Is it far?

His movements and expressions were so undisguised that Fu Xian could see through them at a glance, and he said lightly: "Ah Juan, I hope to stand at the place closest to you."

This sentence was very straightforward, and it barely concealed his intentions and greed.

Fu Xian was like a hunting beast, whenever He Juan repelled or backed away, he would restrain his predatory aura.

But He Juan did not show any reluctance from the beginning to the end, so the beast approached step by step with light steps.

At this moment, He Juan didn't show any dislike for his ambiguous words, which made Fu Xian unable to help saying, "Ah Juan, would you like me to take care of you?"

He Juan's reaction was straightforward: "There are nurses taking care of her."

Then he added: "When I get better, I can take care of myself."

Just like the previous life.

Live in a spacious and bright small house, by myself.

Fu Xian's eyes darkened: "With your current body, there is almost no chance to live alone. Since you don't reject me, why don't you give me a chance?"

He Juan really didn't care about what Fu Xian did.He didn't know where the boundary should be for one person to like what another person did, but he didn't feel offended by what Fu Xian did.

Although both Fu Xian and Xia Sen seem to think that he should be angry.

Because he didn't answer for a long time, Fu Xian leaned over slightly, his breath almost enveloped He Juan, and he had already exceeded the safe distance: "But you should not accept me, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be in a coma because of it." more than a year."

He Juan shook his head when he heard the words: "It has nothing to do with this."

It seemed that everyone around him thought he would hate Fu Xian because of this.

But He Juan didn't feel anything about it.

Perhaps it was because he already knew the original plot, and he also knew that his kidnapping had nothing to do with Fu Xian, and Fu Xian had no way to control it.

He lowered his head and took a sip of water. The water glass in his hand had changed from warm to lukewarm. He Juan put it aside, then he turned his head and got very close to Fu Xian. Caressing the corners of Fu Xian's eyes, through the cold gold-rimmed glasses.

As if feeling a little inconvenient, he raised his hand to take off his eyes and put them in the middle of the test book on his knee, next to the black gel pen.

After taking off his glasses, Fu Xian's aura was no longer concealed, and the turbulent emotions almost came through the layer of tulle.

This is not in the original book.

In the original book, Fu Xian was always blocked for various reasons. Why does he seem indestructible now, like a sharp spear that can pierce through everything that stands in his way?

Fu Xian remained motionless like that, indulging He Juan's movements.

It was as if a ferocious beast crawled obediently, allowing the weak life to put a collar on him.

He Juan answered Fu Xian's question. When he spoke, his breath fell on Fu Xian's cheek.

Just like his cool fingers with the residual warmth of the water glass: "I don't accept you, but I can't treat you like you treat me."

He doesn't have emotions so intense that they border on crazy paranoia.

He couldn't give Fu Xian what he wanted.

Fu Xian's slightly frowned eyebrows loosened, and he suddenly realized that his deep and hoarse voice brought some understanding: "Is it because of this that you don't want to accept me?"

He sat on the edge of the hospital bed, under the quilt were He Juan's delicate legs, with light bruises on them, which were caused by a fall while trying to walk recently.

Fu Xian felt that this was not right, and soon he changed his posture, changing from sitting to squatting, so the scene between the two of them finally turned into a scene of He Juan looking down on Fu Xian.

He Juan looked at Fu Xian quietly from top to bottom, his dark eyes were calm and puzzled.

There is clarity in the depths of the eyes.

Contrary to him is Fu Xian.

Looking up at him, the eyes of the man were as dark as a bottomless abyss, filled with storms, and inside were faint paranoia and fanaticism.

Totally no longer calm and rational outside.

His well-buttoned and well-trimmed suit is slightly wrinkled at this time, and a corner of the silver necklace at the neckline is exposed. He stares deeply and looks up at He Juan, as if a believer is looking up at a god: "You don't need to give me the same back. emotion."

Fu Xian's determined voice sounded in the ward with only two people: "Accept me, let me touch you, hug you, kiss you..."

Fu Xian looked at He Juan's white fingers resting on the dark blue quilt, and kissed them reverently: "It's like this."

"that's enough."

Fu Xian's lips were hot, and He Juan's fingertips trembled slightly, but he still stared at Fu Xian without moving.

Fu Xian sighed contentedly: "Jian, accepting my love is your reward and gift to me."

The author says:

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