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Because of his special status, Miura Furo was repeatedly told by his uncle before leaving, so the scope of activities in China is very limited.The hot-blooded young man was very unbearable bored in the small circle around him. Furo Miura was bored for two days. Even though he couldn't walk, he couldn't stop him from reaching out.

Under the guise of Eiichi Sanada, he called Miura Shinjiu to the reception box of Senmachi Hotel with a phone call.

Miura Shinjiu was surprised after receiving a call from the Japanese consulate. Sanada Eiichi was vaguely unable to explain the reason, but seemed to be trying hard to invite him out.Miura Xinjiu had no choice but to dress neatly and go out for the appointment.

Until entering the box, Miura Xinjiu didn't know that his half-brother had come to China.So, after he opened the door and came in and saw Furo Miura sitting on the sofa, his expression sank as a matter of course.

"Shall I call you first?"

Furo Miura gave him a haughty look, and had no intention of getting up to welcome his brother at all.Miura Shinjiu knew that he had put him in the same position, so he patiently did not get angry immediately, walked up to Miura Fuuro respectfully and reluctantly called "big brother".

Furo Miura accepted his call as a matter of course, neither nodding nor responding, just left him where he was in embarrassment.Fortunately, Miura Shinjiu has not been angry with him for a day or two, so he is quite tolerant in this situation, and quickly restrained his displeasure when he entered the door.

"I remember that a while ago there was news that you were hacked and sent to the hospital when you were meeting friends at the pier?" Furo Miura glanced at him, pretending to be suspicious.

"It's been a long time." Miura Shinji quietly lowered his eyes, not wanting to be taken advantage of by the other party to interrogate him, and stopped the topic in a cold tone.

"Who did you go with?" Miura Furo obviously didn't mean to let him go, the more Miura Xinjiu dodged him, the more he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"I thought the eldest brother would ask who did it?" Miura Shinjiu raised his eyes suddenly, and met his eyes mockingly.

"Do you think I need to know?"

Furo Miura smiled instead of anger, not taking his resistance seriously at all.In front of him, Miura Shinjiu was a worthless little thing.If I cared too much about this kitten with baring teeth and fur, it would be too disrespectful.

"Then it's a pity for my elder brother, those people failed to hack me to death."

Miura Xinjiu understood the straightforward contempt in the other party's eyes, and felt that there was no need for him to make false claims with him.No matter how much he can bear it, he still needs dignity. Furo Miura is obviously here today to find his own sins, so why give him a chance.Thinking of this, he turned and left without looking back.

"Who allowed you to go?"

Miura Furo's angry shout came from his ear, and Miura Shinjiu's footsteps froze. Before he had time to dodge, his body was pulled towards the sofa. He staggered and fell two steps backwards, accidentally sitting on Miura Furo's bed on the thigh.

"Being able to take the initiative to block the knife for others, you must have a good relationship." Furo Miura aggressively cut his hands back, clasped him tightly on his body, and raised Miura Shinhisa rudely with the other free hand. Chin, forcing him to meet his own gaze.

"I don't understand what big brother means?"

Miura Shinjiu closed his eyes in pain, his body trembling slightly.Furo Miura's hand had already moved from his chin to his face, and he stroked that pale and delicate face gently, but his eyes were cold, and even his contempt was condescending.Miura Shinjiu gasped, thinking that he was cutting his flesh with a blunt knife.

Furo Miura stroked his face with interest as if appreciating porcelain, then moved his hand to his neck and stopped.Miura Shinhisa's neck and cheeks were both sickly white, almost transparent in the sunlight, allowing people to clearly see the blue blood vessels.

"Bitch." Miura Furo squeezed his neck tightly with one hand, and slowly closed his palms.Miura Xinjiu was played by him silently, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. He would rather open his eyes and endure the pain of suffocation than beg Miura Furo for mercy.

When he was about to lose consciousness, Furo Miura slowly let go of his hand.Miura Xinjiu fell limply in the arms of the other party, and after a while, there was a look of panic in his eyes, and he quickly escaped from Miura Furo's side.

"Madman." He breathed heavily, his heart beating like thunder under his heaving chest.

Hearing this, Furo Miura looked at him condescendingly, and slapped his backhand crisply, "Xinhisa Miura, how many times have I told you to behave yourself in front of me, even if you are pretending, you have to pretend for me." human-like."

His hands were quite strong, and Miura Shinjiu was already weak and out of strength, and now he received a solid slap, and immediately tilted his body, hitting the coffee table next to him directly.In an instant, not only did five fingerprints appear on the pale and delicate face, but even his forehead was red and swollen.

Miura Shinjiu gasped in pain, and didn't rush to get up from the ground, he knew how embarrassed he looked without even thinking about it.Furo Miura was puzzled, but he still didn't let his half-brother go. He grabbed Miura Shinjiu by the collar and pulled him up. Miura Shinjiu was as light as a paper man, effortlessly He held it in his hand.

He closed his eyes in despair, unwilling to meet the eyes of this unreasonable elder brother.

"Aren't you suffering in China? Why do you have the heart to find yourself a little companion? Is that kid more ecstasy than the woman in Yoshiwara? It's worth your efforts to protect him."

The more Furo Miura spoke, the angrier he became, wishing to leave a few dark red bruises on the pale and thin face in front of him.

"Furo Miura, from beginning to end, the only person you want to insult is me, so don't say such nasty things to other people."

Miura Shinjiu calmly opened his eyes, the bright black eyes lost their brilliance, and turned into two glass beads without temperature.

"You really understand me." Furo Miura sneered close to his ear, intriguing, "I remember those people said that your taste is also very good."

"Let go of me." Miura Shinjiu whined almost pleadingly.

Furo Miura felt that the person in Dao's hand was trembling violently, and he kept his provocative eyes on Miura Shinhisa's long eyelashes, without moving his body.

"Let me go!" Miura Shinjiu raised his head suddenly, his eyes turned red, as if he could shed tears of blood at any time.

Furo Miura was unmoved by the words, and continued to watch with cold eyes, thinking that he was a crazy little wolf dog, who had nowhere to go when he fell into a predicament and could only be kicked to death.Miura Shinjiu moved his bloodless lips, his body convulsed under the great stimulation, and he looked like he was about to faint.

Furo Miura didn't want to drive him to a dead end, so he reluctantly put him on the ground.Miura Shinjiu broke free from his shackles and ran out staggeringly. In the eyes of Miura Furo, this appearance was no different from a bereaved dog.

Get out, get out, he thought, you can't escape my palm anyway.

Miura Shinjiu ran on the road against the cold wind and rampage, as if he shook off the humiliating scene just now from his mind.He can be humble in front of Furo Miura, but he can't be trampled on physically and mentally by others. It feels like life is worse than death, and he can't bear it.

Running until he ran out of strength, Miura Xinjiu walked into the dark alley exhausted, hid himself in a dark corner, covered his face and let out a low sob.His weak legs could not support his thin body. Miura Shinjiu leaned against the wall and slid slowly, and finally sat slumped on the unmelted dirty snow.

He hated, he was afraid, this bloody despair began a long time ago.

"Miura Furo..."

Miura Shinjiu's resentful eyes concealed all the grievances he had suffered.He is a blank piece of paper stained by Furo Miura, since the stains on his body cannot be washed off, let him be buried with him.

Without Furo Miura, he would not only be freed physically and mentally, but even the seat with his father would be his Miura Shinjiu alone.

In this case, let's solve Miura Fulang together.

Thinking of this, Miura Xinjiu felt much better.He supported the wall and stood up slowly, straightened his messy clothes in a dark corner, and decided to go out to see the light of day again.

After his downhearted brother escaped from his side, Furo Miura sat alone on the sofa in the box smoking a cigarette.For his father, an illegitimate son who is not worthy of being seen, he has never given much respect, not to mention distasteful, a husband with a bad name, of course, will be despised in his big family.

For the sake of family interests, Miura Jianlong always regards Miura Xinjiu as a stumbling block to their faction, wishing that his elder brother, the poor illegitimate son, never returns to Japan.However, in Miura Furo's view, his scheming uncle is a bit unfounded.

It is hateful that a father prefers his husband, but Miura Shinjiu has no capital to threaten him. This poor little man can't even do the most basic patience in front of him, and he flees at every turn, which is really embarrassing.

Thinking of this, he smiled silently, and put out the cigarette butt in his hand into the glass ashtray on the coffee table.Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and after a while, Sanada Yongichi, who received a response, walked in respectfully and greeted him.

Just now, Sanada Eiichi happened to see Miura Shinhisa when he came out of the tea room next door. He was stunned by the other party's panic-stricken fleeing appearance, and couldn't help but come over to check on the mental state of Mr. Miura himself.

"Master Fenglang, I saw the Second Young Master outside just now, he looks very impulsive, didn't he cause trouble to you?"

"It's just a piece of rotten meat, what do you care about with him." Furo Miura gave him a concise answer in a light tone.

Sanada Eiichi couldn't figure out the city of the next heir of the Miura family, so he didn't make fun of himself in front of him. He stood beside him and bowed before getting ready to leave.

"I have something to trouble Mr. Sanada." Furo Miura stopped him hastily the moment Sanada Eiichi turned around, "If you can, help me investigate Lu Liuyun."