When he came out of Jiang Yumo's apartment that day, Jian Chenfeng felt that something was wrong with him, and he couldn't help but want to pay attention to him. As for Jiang Yumo's injury, although he didn't ask about it, he sent someone to check and found that the guy actually joined the extreme sports club and went to participate in activities every week on holidays.
Jian Chenfeng had long heard that he likes to play, but he didn't expect it to be this way, and as long as it was a project set up by the club, he signed up for it all. No wonder there are always so many injuries on his body. Every sport has certain dangers. If you are bold and adventurous, injuries are common when the skills are not pure enough.
Jian Chenfeng was very angry, and he didn't know where the anger came from. He just felt that this guy played too much and didn't care about his own safety at all. It's a good thing to like sports, but it's another thing to deliberately seek excitement.
Just received the news that Jiang Yumo was playing jet skis in Jinghai, so Jian Chenfeng decided to go and see for himself.
On the beach, the sun was shining and the sea breeze was gentle. There were men and women in swimsuits everywhere. Jian Chenfeng was wearing shirts, trousers and leather shoes, which made him look particularly eye-catching.
Jian Chenfeng frowned. He didn't like this noisy environment. The noise would distract people, reduce alertness, and increase adrenaline.
"Where is he?" Jian Chenfeng looked at Secretary Cui beside him with a cold face.
"It should be..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a burst of excited screams.
Jian Chenfeng followed the sound and saw a group of men and women standing by the sea, shouting at the sea in the distance.
Jian Chenfeng raised the telescope and looked towards the sea. There were a few people there playing jet skis and kayaks. He looked carefully one by one, and finally found the person he was looking for.
Jiang Yumo was riding a vertical jet ski with his upper body slightly bent, riding the wind and waves like a swordfish, turning and leaping, setting off large white waves on the sea. At this time, a sudden sprint, the motorcycle flew high, and Jiang Yumo's body also hung in the air, as if flying, showing his gorgeous figure between the sky and the ocean.
"Ah!" Countless screams rang out.
Jian Chenfeng's heart clenched for a while, his fiery gaze fixed on the flying figure, and he almost forgot to breathe.
Ten minutes later, Shang Ke returned to the shore in a happy mood, and showed a bright smile to his cheering companions. A little bit of water dripped from his hair, and just like his eyes, they shone brilliantly in the sun.
Jian Chenfeng suddenly felt a little dry mouth, and something called "desire" rushed forward, pulling him into the abyss of taboos...
Shang Ke walked towards the beach while wiping his hair. The original intention of his participation in extreme sports was indeed to court death, but after the real experience, he discovered the fun. He is not afraid of death, and dares to try, so he masters various sports skills very quickly. Although he can't compare with the masters, simple performances are still no problem.
However, I don't know if it's because of my talent or because of my unusual physical fitness. I've played so many extreme sports. Although there are constant minor injuries, I haven't even had a serious injury accident.
"Jiang Yumo." While thinking about it, Shang Ke suddenly heard a familiar voice.
He tore off the towel on his head and saw Jian Chenfeng walking towards him.
"Jian Chenfeng, why are you here?" Shang Ke asked in surprise.
"Passing by and watching you play in the water."
The familiar answering pattern made Shang Ke roll his eyes.
"When will it end and have a meal together?" Jian Chenfeng asked again.
"I'll tell them, you wait for me for a while."
Shang Ke went to take a shower, changed his clothes, then got into Jian Chenfeng's car and drove towards the restaurant together.
On the way, Jian Chenfeng didn't say a word or looked sideways, as if he was thinking about some serious issue.
After delivering the person to the restaurant, Secretary Cui excused himself and left first.
Jian Chenfeng and Shang chose a seat by the window to sit down, order food, and chat about some innocuous topics at will.
Shang Ke has to admit that Jian Chenfeng is a very attractive man, and every move makes people feel pleasing to the eye. The two are now friends, and they usually get along quite happily.
The reason why Jian Chenfeng changed his mind about him may be because of his food strategy. But Shang Ke changed his mind about him because he discovered the mole on his palm not long ago, the same mole as Ravel.
Shang Ke suspects that Jian Chenfeng is Ravel, but they have different personalities and memories in different worlds. When this mission is over, he must ask the system to clarify.
"Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom." Shang Ke wiped his mouth, got up and left the table.
Jian Chenfeng looked at his back with an elusive light in his eyes.
After Shang Ke finished solving his personal problems, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure as soon as he walked out of the bathroom. The other party turned around and saw Shang Ke with a surprised expression on his face: "Jiang Yumo, you..."
"Jian Xin, what a coincidence." Shang Ke gave her a big smile.
Jian Xin took a step back and asked in a trembling voice, "Are you following me?"
Shang Ke was stunned, wondering why she suddenly thought of tracking
Jian Xin continued: "Jiang Yumo, I said earlier that I don't like you. You rely on my brother's company and keep sending me flowers every day, yet you still follow me?"
Shang Ke's expression was slightly restrained, should he explain it with all his strength now, or should he silently show a hurt expression
"Jiang Yumo, please stop pestering me!" Jian Xin said more and more excitedly, "Do you know that every time you show up, it makes me feel very uncomfortable."
Shang Ke secretly examines whether he has done anything resentful
"Let me go, I can't afford to play." Jian Xin clutched her chest, her breathing began to grow rapidly, and her face became very ugly.
"Jian Xin, are you okay?" Shang Ke quickly supported her.
Jian Xin didn't appreciate it, and pushed him away with all his strength. He stumbled and almost fell, but Shang Ke stepped forward to support her and asked, "Where's your medicine? Have you brought it?"
"No, don't worry about it! If you leave, you will disappear for me immediately." Jian Xin's expression was painful, and even her words became weak.
Shang Ke was about to find someone to help, but heard an angry shout from behind: "Jiang Yumo, what are you doing?"
Before Shang Ke could turn his head, someone grabbed his arm and pulled it back, hitting the back of his head heavily against the wall.
The person who pulled him was not Jian Chenfeng, but his elder brother Jiang Donglin.
No wonder Jian Xin was in a hurry to let him go, probably because she was worried that she would ruin her date with Jiang Donglin.
Shang Ke covered the back of his head, thinking vaguely.
At this time, an arm supported his waist and asked, "Are you all right?"
Shang Ke raised his head and looked at the man beside him, with a little mist in his eyes.
"Jian Chenfeng? Leave me alone, let's see how Jian Xin is doing."
"She's fine." Jian Chenfeng looked at the two of them. Jian Xin was leaning against Jiang Donglin's arms, with tears in the corners of his eyes, the situation had stabilized.
Jiang Donglin helped Jian Xin up and said to Shang Ke, "Jiang Yumo, you know that Jian Xin is not in good health, why do you still stimulate her?"
"I..." How did Nima stimulate her? Is it because she has persecution paranoia? Shang Ke was speechless, no need to pretend, his eyes were full of sorrow.
"Donglin, don't rush to a conclusion before the matter is clear." Compared with Jiang Donglin, Jian Chenfeng, the elder brother, was more calm. He believed that the Jiang Yumo he knew was definitely not a frivolous and reckless person.
He looked at Jian Xin and asked, "Xin'er, what happened just now?"
Jian Xin's face was pale, and she looked at her brother and then at Shang Ke, guessing that she might have misunderstood. She lowered her head, bit her lip and said nothing.
A hint of distress flashed in Jiang Donglin's eyes, and he turned to Shang Ke and said, "Jiang Yumo, apologize to Miss Jian."
Shang Ke took a deep look at them, and then sneered: "Why? I didn't do anything wrong?"
"Jiang Yumo, I'll say it again and apologize to Miss Jian." Jiang Donglin's tone was a little more severe.
"No, no need." Jian Xin whispered aside.
Shang Ke stared at Jiang Donglin and said word by word, "I will never give her a chance to get my apology in my life."
After saying this, Shang Ke shook off Jian Chenfeng's hand and walked straight out.
"Jiang Yumo, stop!" Jiang Donglin ran after him and wanted to hold Shang Ke, but was stopped by Jian Chenfeng. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a "bang", followed by Jian Xin's scream.
Jian Chenfeng and Jiang Donglin turned their heads to look at the same time, and found that Jiang Yumo had fallen to the ground.
"What's going on?" Xu Qing asked while checking Shang Ke's situation.
"I don't know either, he suddenly fainted." Jiang Donglin also didn't know why.
"Is there anything abnormal before passing out?" Xu Qing continued to ask, "such as dizziness, stiffness or collision?"
"Collision?" Jiang Donglin was stunned and replied, "I remember he was pulled by me just now, and then hit the wall."
Xu Qing glanced at it: "Which part did it hit?"
"This..." Jiang Donglin frowned, he only cared about Jian Xin and didn't pay attention at all.
"The back of the head." Jian Chenfeng next to him replied.
Xu Qing stared at Jian Chenfeng: "Are you sure?"
Jian Chenfeng nodded, his eyes narrowed, and he began to feel that something was wrong.
Xu Qing cursed "Damn", and immediately asked the nurse to send the person to the brain department. He's a surgeon, and he's not in charge of that.
"Xu Qing, what happened to Yu Mo?" Jiang Donglin looked at Xu Qing and asked inexplicably, "Why do you look so anxious?" He was sure that Yu Mo's collision just now was not serious, no matter how serious it was. Just a concussion
Xu Qing pushed on his glasses, recovered a bit of coldness, and said lightly: "I'm not in a hurry. You are not in a hurry as a brother, what am I in a hurry?"
"You seem to have something to say?" Jiang Donglin looked at Xu Qing.
The corner of Xu Qing's mouth evoked a sneer: "It seems that boy did not tell you the truth."
"What's the truth?"
Xu Qing turned to look at Jiang Donglin, and said in a calm tone, "He has a brain tumor."
The expressions of Jiang Donglin and Jian Chenfeng changed at the same time.
However, Xu Qing didn't think it was exciting enough, and added: "You guys had better pray that this bump on the back of his head won't cause any major problems, otherwise even the top brain doctor in the world might not be able to save his life. already."