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"Jin Wendong!" Wen Jinran yelled towards the living room after finishing the paper, "What are you doing? I finished the paper."

As he spoke, he got up and walked over, but he couldn't hear anyone in the living room responding to him.

When he walked through that door, the first thing he saw was Jin Wendong standing straight - he was facing a direction he couldn't see, and a little bit of another person's black hair was exposed on his shoulders.

Wen Jinran didn't react at first.

Jin Wendong's body visibly stiffened, he clenched and loosened his hand holding the bowl, his veins rose and then slowly returned to calm.

He turned around, and Song Yaxiang's snow-white face was completely in Wen Jinran's eyes.

——In an instant Wen Jinran lost the ability to speak.

The degree of constriction of his pupils was so obvious that he couldn't hide his bewilderment at all, and he was stunned.

How can he be a liar with a normal face?

His face turned pale, his eyes widened, and when he looked carefully, there was even a trembling light inside. Jin Wendong's eyes looked over, and there was an emotion in the depths of his eyes that he couldn't understand. When he looked at him, he was still gentle, but There is an indifference that cannot be ignored.

Wen Jinran was dizzy and almost fell over. She wanted to reach out to him for help, but because Song Yaxiang was watching, she was forced to take it back.

He was about to cry, he wanted to hide in Jin Wendong's arms, now Jin Wendong looked so tall, as if invincible, standing in front of him was his reliance.

Jin Wendong held the egg drop soup and spread his other hand: "Hey, come here first."

Wen Jinran looked at Song Yaxiang in panic, but the latter remained silent, he took a step back, and then stepped forward uncontrollably.Song Yaxiang's expression was cold, she turned her head quietly, as if she understood everything by heart, and she didn't intend to listen to his explanation.

He trembled and almost trotted over, like a grass without roots, was firmly protected by Jin Wendong into his arms, shielding him from the storm outside.

At this moment, he was actually selfish. He didn't have the courage to talk to his mother, so he pushed Jin Wendong out. He didn't know what kind of conversations Jin Wendong had with his mother when he was writing that half paper, and what Maybe he didn't say anything, but his mother's expression was too serious, and he was terrified by the seriousness, so he could only grab Jin Wendong's skirt and kiss his neck at an angle that his mother couldn't see.

Immediately he let go. It is absolutely unwise to choose cowardice at this time. His stomach throbbed faintly, and more and more tears flooded out. In the foggy vision, Song Yaxiang opened his mouth expressionlessly: "Wen Jinran, you know you What are you doing?"

She didn't call him by his nickname, but chose a strange and stinging first name.

He has been obedient since he was a child. How could he be called by his mother's name?

Wen Jinran grabbed the corner of Jin Wendong's clothes to draw some strength for himself. He was about to speak, but Jin Wendong was one step ahead of him, standing in front of him, and facing Song Yaxiang directly, his tone lost all politeness: "Ms. Song, I think it should be our consensus to protect Ranran from harm, and this includes the harm we ourselves have inflicted on him."

Song Yaxiang was about to laugh, but her face was still condensed, her eyes overflowed with sorrow, she didn't know who to blame, she stared at Wen Jinran fiercely: "Of course, come here."

With a hoarse voice, Wen Jinran shook her head in panic, "Mom, no."

Song Yaxiang is his mother and the head of the family. They have an irresolvable blood relationship, but Jin Wendong does not. He is the only one in this house. If he passes away now, it will be tantamount to abandoning him.

Now Jin Wendong is his reliance, and he is not Jin Wendong's reassurance.

Song Yaxiang lowered her eyes dejectedly, she leaned against the wall for a point of support, Jin Wendong looked at her, and the two looked at each other, neither knowing what the other meant - just to tear your face in front of Wen Jinran?Or pretend that nothing happened?

No one told her the answer.

Jin Wendong knew that if he told Wen Jinran everything at this time, he would definitely be sad, but could he really hide it forever?The truth will be in front of him sooner or later, and it is uncertain when it will come suddenly. Fortunately, it will be after the college entrance examination. What if he finds out during the college entrance examination?

Tell me now, maybe he will be sad, or he will collapse, but it is many times better than the worst situation. The best scenario he imagined has not been realized, and what he can do now is to prevent the worst nightmare from invading.

His thoughts turned back and forth, and he had already made a decision in an instant. Song Yaxiang didn't speak, and Wen Jinran was also silent behind him. He slowly said, "It's not as good as we are today..."

Song Yaxiang's gaze shot over, with a hint of aggressiveness.

However, Jin Wendong couldn't finish his sentence in the end, his mobile phone rang suddenly, it was in his trousers pocket, he took it out, saw the note displayed on it, his complexion changed, he hesitated to connect: "Hi .”

Due to the close distance, Wen Jinran could hear the voice coming from the microphone a little bit. It sounded like a middle-aged man, which sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

I don't know what was said there, Jin Wendong's face became more and more ugly, livid in his stiffness, Wen Jinran was taken aback by the sudden outburst of hostility from him.

Jin Wendong hung up the phone and looked directly at Song Yaxiang coldly: "What are you doing here today?"

In fact, Song Yaxiang was a little afraid of this child in the past, but as an elder, she had to put away these fears and put on a smiling mask to get along with him, but once Jin Wendong put on a straight face, he looked at her with exactly the same eyebrows and eyes as Jin Botao The coercion almost made her tremble from the heart.

She took a deep breath and chose to answer truthfully: "To avoid the limelight."

Just as Jin Wendong expected, he turned around and held Wen Jinran's shoulders, frowning, showing the expression of suppressing the hostility in his heart, trying to force a smile, and handing the egg drop soup into his hands , hot, and fragrant: "Baby, don't be afraid, something happened at home and I have to go back, you go back to sleep first."

How could Wen Jinran not be afraid, grabbed him and did not let go: "You and my mother..."

"I'll tell you everything when I get back." Jin Wendong was really anxious, turning his head and casting a hasty glance at Song Yaxiang, "Don't be afraid of your mother, she won't break us up."

Song Yaxiang suddenly said: "You!"

"Aunt Song," Jin Wendong warned, "I'm going to see my father now."

Song Yaxiang understood another meaning - if she dared to force Wen Jinran to do something, he wouldn't mind letting Jin Botao reveal her relationship with Wen Jinran.

She gritted her teeth, tears welling in her eyes.

Wen Jinran didn't dare to go to see his mother, so he could only look at Jin Wendong. The uneasiness in his heart reached the peak, and he whispered, in a voice that could only be heard by each other: "Then come back quickly."

There was still a cry in his tone.

Jin Wendong pulled out his hand to leave, but just after taking two steps, when he turned his head, Wen Jinran was still staring at him tearfully.

He remembered the content of the phone call, and suddenly went back, imprinting a nostalgic kiss on Wen Jinran's forehead, his lips were dry and warm in the winter night, sticking to the smooth and tender skin, the other's breathing seemed to be trembling.

In this way, he has the courage to face reality.