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Jin Nanyun relied on a wheelchair for transportation all the year round, with great strength in his hands, and the ink emerald inlaid on the rosewood crutch was knocking impartially on Jin Yuan's kneecap. Under the severe pain, his tall body could no longer support it. Legs dropped to the ground.

"Father?!" Jin Tan exclaimed, his tiredness dissipated in an instant, and he left Jin Nanyun's hand to help Jin Yuan.

Before the crutch in his hand touched the ground, the only support was suddenly withdrawn. Jin Nanyun swayed and was about to fall.Fortunately, Han Qi'ai had quick eyes and hands, and rushed over to stabilize Jin Nanyun's crumbling body.

Jin Tan rushed to Jin Yuan's side, wrapped his arms around his broad shoulders, and held his right arm with the other, looking at his instantly pale face, feeling extremely distressed.

From childhood to adulthood, in Jin Tan's mind, Jin Yuan is like a god.Perfect appearance, excellent academic performance, and outstanding abilities all make Jin Tan eagerly look up to and admire them.In his impression, Jin Yuan didn't seem to miss a single step, galloping all the way on the life track that Jin Nanyun had planned for him.

Now, the god in his heart is kneeling on the ground with his brows tightly furrowed, how can he not feel heartbroken?

Jin Nanyun's voice sounded, cold and hard: "Do you have any brains?! You are not a high school student of seventeen or eighteen years old, to do such a stupid and absurd thing!"

Standing up with Jin Tan's support, Jin Yuan raised his hand to break away from him, endured the pain and stood up straight, and looked up at Jin Namyun who was full of indifference—his so-called father suddenly raised a faint smile on his lips. laugh.

This should be the most father-like thing my father has ever done, right?

Jin Yuan once watched a weekend family drama in his spare time, and he was very impressed by a scene: the son made a mistake, and the father took off the three-thread slippers he was wearing, and chased the child all over the room to beat him. Not willing to fight for real, he kept on putting on airs.

It was just an extremely trivial fragment, but Jin Yuan envied him from the bottom of his heart.

Father's love is too little, but there are too many people competing for it.Mother lost to Zheng Chishu and ended up depressed.Zheng Chishu lost to Han Qiai again and became a listed wife in name only.When Han Qiai moved into this magnificent villa with Jin Tan, who was just full moon, the 12-year-old Jin Yuan immediately realized that this wrinkled little baby was his real enemy.

It was also from that time that Jin Yuan became cautious and cautious, not allowing himself to make even the slightest mistake.He is fighting alone and has no right to make mistakes.It's like standing alone on the edge of a tall building. If you lose your balance, you will fall to pieces, because no one will grab his hand nearby.

Maybe it was lonely for too long, when the enemy grew up slowly, from a wrinkled little baby to a little boy who was a hundred times more beautiful than the world's most delicate doll, followed behind his ass When Nuo's voice called him "brother" one after another, Jin Yuan was hit by the enemy's sugar-coated shells.He opened his hands and took the enemy into his arms.

However, their hostile relationship was doomed from birth, and it will never become a relationship that can go hand in hand just because of a laughter in the middle.

You see, the enemy is starting to hold him back.

If it wasn't for Jin Tan, Jin Yuan would never have done such a thing, and even tried to use bitter tricks to drive a wedge between Jin Tan and Cui Yingdao.Kim Nam Yoon is right, it's really stupid and ridiculous.

"Laugh? You still have the face to laugh?!" Jin Nanyun was irritated by the smile on his face, and raised the crutch in his hand as if to hit him again.

Jin Tan stood in front of Jin Yuan, held his head up, and looked deathly: "If you want to hit me, hit me, don't hit brother!"

Han Qi glared at him, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, what are you doing so hard, get out of here quickly."

"I don't!" Jin Tan stopped there firmly and said, "I don't allow anyone to hurt my brother's finger! No one is allowed!"

Han Qi was so angry that she stomped her feet, if it wasn't for the fact that she was holding Jin Nanyun right now, she really wanted to rush over and grab Jin Tan by the ear and pull him over.

The rosewood cane stayed in the air for a few seconds, and finally fell weakly, hitting the floor with a "boom", "I didn't touch you when I was in the police station, to save face for you. I hope you can also take care of the face of the Imperial Group and stop making such low-level mistakes again."

There was still a smile on Jin Yuan's face, and he said unhurriedly: "If father wants to take care of the face of the entire empire group, he must hide all the bad things in this family. If someone accidentally stabs it out , then the Imperial Group will really become the laughing stock of the entire Republic of Korea."

The back standing in front of Jin Yuan visibly stiffened, and the raised head also lowered.

Han Qi'ai's face turned pale, her whole body was trembling, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Jin Nanyun raised his bony hand, put it on the hand that Han Qiai was supporting him, shook it comfortingly, and said to Jin Yuan: "Once a person stays in a high place for too long, it is easy to give birth to a child." Arrogant heart, nothing is in the eyes. The best way to deal with this kind of person is to push him off from a high place, let him taste the feeling of falling, and let him know how vulnerable he is."

Jin Yuan was not afraid of Jin Nanyun's naked threat, but took the initiative to make it clear: "It seems that my father wants to drive me down from the position of president. However, my father seems to have forgotten, I am no longer the Jin Yuan who was at your mercy. It is not so easy to pull me down."

Such a calm but gunpowder-flavored dialogue should never have happened between a father and son whose blood is thicker than water.

Jin Tan, standing between the father and son, opened his mouth, wanting to say something to ease the atmosphere, but there was no sound in his throat, so he closed his mouth dejectedly.

"Since I was able to help you up at the beginning, I can naturally pull you down now." Jin Nanyun said with a very calm expression.

"In that case, let's each rely on our own abilities." After finishing speaking, Jin Yuan came out from behind Jin Tan, passed Jin Nanyun, changed his shoes at the entrance, opened the door and went out.

Jin Tan's gaze has been glued to him, watching him bend over to change his shoes, watching him walk slowly while leaning against the wall, watching him push open the door, watching him step into the darkness, watching his body being slowly closed. The gate is covered little by little.It's like slow motion in a movie, frame by frame, all the backgrounds are blurred, and there is only him left in the picture.

One second before the gate closed, Jin Tan met Jin Yuan's gaze.

Plain, short, without any emotion, a glance.

Jin Tan was completely chilled.

With a "click", the door closed.

Not only Jin Tan, but even Jin Nanyun who stood tall like a mountain silently let out a sigh of relief.

******

It was already dark.

Because he came out in a hurry, Jin Yuan didn't even wear a coat, but only a thin white shirt and came out.The car was still parked in the underground parking lot diagonally opposite Caffebene, and the wallet was in the pocket of the coat, so naturally he didn't bring it out.

I don't know when the wind blew up.The bitter autumn wind rolled up the hem of the shirt, scrambling to rush in, kissing Jin Yuan's skin fiercely, leaving a slightly painful touch.He untied his belt and tucked the hem of his shirt into his trousers, weakly blocking the invasion of the autumn wind, but accidentally touched the mobile phone stuffed in his trouser pocket.

so lucky.

"You come to my house. Yes, the house in Lunxiandong." The beginning of the agile, the end of the agile.

Putting the phone back into his pocket, Jin Yuan looked around, walked into a corner sheltered from the wind, leaned against the uneven stone wall, and put his right leg on the ground to let his left leg, which was constantly hurting, rest.

There was a cold and sticky feeling on the left leg, obviously bleeding.Blood soaked the slim trousers, and the cloth rubbed against the wound, causing a burst of pain.

Jin Yuan bent down, endured the pain, and looped up the trouser leg of his left leg, revealing a blood-stained calf, which was horrible.

"It's really ruthless." Jin Yuan whispered to himself, with a cold smile on his face.

There are dim street lights in the distance, shining in the dense darkness, not very bright, but it makes people in the dark night feel inexplicably at ease.

The tall but thin body is half hidden in the darkness, half exposed in the light, trembling slightly.

It's so cold.

Jin Yuan adjusted his standing posture, put his hands on his shoulders and rubbed them, trying in vain to generate some meager heat from the rubbing.He raised his head and turned his gaze to the T-junction not far away.It's brighter there, and there are cars whizzing by from time to time.

He remembered that Yin Zaihao's home seemed to be in Pingchangdong, and it would take at least half an hour to drive from there.

Jin Yuan raised his neck and leaned his head against the stone wall.He felt so tired that he didn't even have the strength to hold his head up.Glancing at the dark sky, slowly closing his eyes, he threw himself into the complete darkness, thinking of nothing.

The sound of tires rolling over the road suddenly rang in my ears.Jin Yuan thought, it should be a passing vehicle.

However, the voice stopped abruptly not far from him.

When he opened his eyes, Yin Zaihao, who was dressed in black, was already standing in front of him, with no expression on his face, staring at him for a moment.

"Why so fast?" Jin Yuan pulled out a weak and gentle smile and asked in a low voice.

Jin Yuan had never smiled like this in front of him, and Yin Zaihao's heart was suffocated, and while taking off the cashmere coat on his body, he said, "When you called, I happened to be doing business nearby."

The man put the warm coat on him, which was unprecedentedly warm.

"It's really warm." Jin Yuan said with a smile while holding the collar of his coat.

Yin Zaihao was silent.Today's gold dollar is very different.Without the coldness and sharpness, there is an indescribable...weakness.Maybe this word is not suitable for Jin Yuan who is used to being strong, but Yin Zaihao can't think of a more suitable word to describe Jin Yuan at this moment.

Yin Zaihao supported him and said, "Get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital."

Jin Yuan's legs were already so numb that he couldn't feel it.Leaning on Yin Zaihao, he said lightly, "Take me back to the hotel. There are two places I hate the most in my life. One is home and the other is the hospital."

Yin Zaihao looked at his profile under the street lamp and said, "Okay."

******

Zeus Hotel, Jin Yuan's room.

Under the bright light, the wound on Jin Yuan's leg looked more and more terrifying.Starting from the place where he was hit, the bloodstains were like earthworms, crawling on Jin Yuan's calf.

Yin Zaihao didn't ask him what happened, but silently prepared all the things needed to clean and bandage the wound, hot water, towels, alcohol cotton, tweezers, gauze and tape.

When everything was ready, Yin Zaihao squatted in front of him, and carefully wiped the blood on Jin Yuan's leg with a towel soaked in hot water, for fear of hurting him.

Because his head was lowered, Jin Yuan couldn't see how gentle the look on his face was, he could only see the hair on the top of his head twisted into a nice shape.

After the bloodstains were cleaned up, most of the basin of hot water had been stained crimson.

Yin Zaihao picked up the alcohol sideways, raised his head, looked at him and said, "It hurts, bear with it."

Jin Yuan laughed, facing the pain of the past: "This pain is nothing at all."

Yin Zaihao's gaze stayed on his face for two seconds, silently put Jin Yuan's left leg on his knee, then picked up a piece of alcohol cotton with tweezers, and slowly covered the wound.

The left leg on the knee visibly trembled, but the owner of the leg didn't make a sound.

Yin Zaihao sighed in his heart and quickened his movements.Disinfection and bandaging were done in one go, without any redundant actions.

Jin Yuan praised him sincerely: "Let others see it, and think you are a professional doctor."

Yin Zaihao smiled, raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on Jin Yuan's forehead, and said lightly: "If you have suffered many injuries, you will naturally become a doctor."

A simple sentence, but it reveals indescribable vicissitudes and sorrow.

Jin Yuan said with a smile: "Suddenly I'm curious what Chief Yin's youth was like."

Yin Zaihao said while packing his things: "It's ordinary, nothing to be curious about."

Intuition is not so simple, but since he doesn't want to say it, it's not easy for Jin Yuan to ask again.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Yin Zaihao cleaned up the mess.

He went around to the sofa, bent down and picked up Jin Yuan, who was asleep with his eyes closed, walked into the bedroom, gently put the man in his arms on the bed, and then covered him with a quilt.

When he turned around, his hand was grabbed.

"Don't go." The man on the bed still closed his eyes, his voice was full of exhaustion, "Stay with me."

Yin Zaihao paused for two seconds and said, "I won't leave, I'll be back after a phone call."

The hand was released, Yin Zaihao walked out of the bedroom, called Yin Canrong, said that he had something to do and couldn't go back, and told him to close the doors and windows and not stay up late.

Yin Canrong smiled knowingly, and said: "Father, a moment of Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, so stop talking here." After finishing speaking, he hung up.

Holding the mobile phone, Yin Zaihao stood in the living room in a daze for a while, then turned and walked into the bedroom.

Turning off the light, throwing off the quilt, and lying next to Jin Yuan with all his clothes on, Yin Zaihao suddenly felt dazed.Between him and Jin Yuan, it was rare to have such a peaceful moment.Without the lingering sensuality, the pure beauty is outrageous.

"Hug me." Jin Yuan's deep voice resounded in the darkness of the room.

Without hesitation, Yin Zaihao reached out and took Jin Yuan who was lying on his side into his arms.

The broad back leaned into an even wider chest, warm and comfortable.

But there was a cold liquid, tick-tock falling on the arm pillowed behind his head.

Yin Zaihao tightened his arms, and rubbed the silently trembling man deeper into his arms.

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