There was a sudden sinking between the arms, Jiang Fuqin's heart suddenly lifted, he hurriedly tightened his arms, and looked down.
Lu Wangjin leaned quietly in his arms, with pale brows, undisguised tiredness, resting his head on his chest, breathing lightly and evenly, and fell asleep like this.
The eye sockets were suddenly hot as if rolling through magma, Jiang Fuqin took a deep breath, moved his arms carefully, trying to put him on the bed, but suddenly stopped.
unwilling.
The touch of the arms was warm and real, and the longing that had been suppressed by reason resurfaced again.
The person in the arms rarely shed all his defenses and majesty, so he looked even thinner, with his body clinging to his chest and shoulders, as if he could wrap the whole person into his arms just by retracting his arms.
Jiang Fuqin looked at him, his eyes fixed on the subtle lines between the eyebrows and eyes, and couldn't help raising his hand to caress them gently, causing Lu Wangjin's eyebrows to gradually relax, and he looked peaceful again.
Then, as if suddenly possessed by a demon, he slowly leaned down and kissed that person's forehead.
One touch and flee.
The eardrums were pounding fiercely, and the heartbeat was transmitted along the blood vessels to every corner of the body like a drum, and there was a very subtle feeling rushing straight into the chest.
It seems that if you do something that you will definitely be scolded, your instinctive fear is suppressed by a stronger desire. Jiang Fuqin half-kneeled by the bed, his breathing was rapid and flustered, and the airflow hit the hair of the person on the bed in disorder, Lu Wangjin seemed to be aware of it, and frowned uncomfortably.
Jiang Fuqin jumped up like a needle prick, and rushed out of the lounge.
Pouring cold water on his head temporarily cooled the burning emotions in his chest. Jiang Fuqin took a deep breath, calmed down his expression again, and walked lightly back to the door.
Lu Wangjin just turned over and was still in a deep sleep, his thin back undulating gently with his breathing.
The hanging heart finally let go, Jiang Fuqin held his breath, and carefully took off his coat, shoes and socks for him, spread out the quilt, leaned over to hug the person's body again, and told him to take a good pillow on the pillow.
As if he was not on guard against him at all, Lu Wangjin just let him toss, opened his eyes in a drowsy state, briefly confirmed the identity of the person beside him, and then relaxed and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
Meeting the gaze he cast when he was half awake, Jiang Fuqin's chest was suddenly suffocated, as if all the air had suddenly disappeared, or as if he had been hit hard in the center by a heavy hammer, causing numbness and dull pain.
He never thought about how much Lu Wangjin trusted him.
She trusted him so much that she could always protect him by her side, and tolerate him accumulating strength to grow secretly. The last bit of luck as the winner was finally fully awakened. With the strength of the opponent, at any time to make a move, there are obviously countless ways to make Qilin lose completely.
But Lu Wangjin still didn't do anything, but calmly handed Huayue into his hands. If it wasn't because something happened to him so soon, maybe the other party would leave and disappear completely, and no one could find him again.
Jiang Fuqin half knelt down by the bed, held Lu Wangjin's cool palm hanging by the bed, and lowered his head against the back of his hand.
After a long silence, Jiang Fuqin finally took a deep breath, stood up again, carefully put his hand back under the quilt, and walked out of the lounge.
Su Shi woke up from hunger.
I haven't eaten much all day, my stomach is burning with hunger, and I instinctively want to curl up, but my legs don't listen to me.
The door of the lounge was ajar, and there was a faint light and a tempting aroma coming in from the outside. Su Shi couldn't help but propped himself up and tried to sit up, only to find that his arms were so sore after exerting all his strength, he lifted his upper body halfway up, and then fell back down without strength.
His body was so weak that he didn't have any strength at all. Su Shi's eyes were faintly white, and he lay down on the pillow to relax before trying to sit up again, when he heard hurried footsteps outside the door.
Jiang Fuqin opened the door and saw him lying motionless on the bed, so he quickly walked over, leaned over and picked him up carefully: "How is it, is it better?"
There was still the smell of fresh food on his body, and Su Shi was even more hungry, leaning in his arms, chuckled and shook his head: "It's not good at all, I'm so hungry that I can eat anything now."
Hearing the second half of the sentence, the high-hanging heart fell down. Jiang Fuqin chuckled dumbly, wrapped his arms around his back, and hugged him firmly with a little effort.
The wheelchair was next to the bed. Su Shi thought he would let him go there and was ready, but Jiang Fuqin walked out of the lounge with him in his arms.
"Fu Qin, wait a minute—"
Not knowing what he wanted to do, he got out of the wheelchair, and the memory of being unable to move an inch immediately flooded his mind. Su Shi instinctively felt some familiar anxiety, and raised his hand to hold his arm.
Holding his arms slightly tightened, the young man lowered his head slightly, brushed his cheeks against his hairline, and said softly and lowly, "The wheelchair is uncomfortable, it would be better to sit on the sofa."
Su Shi blinked, raised his head subconsciously, and was hugged and placed on the sofa by him, and he specially added a pillow behind him.
The back that still felt sore was pressed for a moment, and he couldn't help but let out a low and comfortable sigh of relief.
Jiang Fuqin squatted beside the sofa, still holding his hand, and meticulously took the blanket and covered his lap. Seeing the gentle arcs of the other person's brows and eyes stretched out, his heart finally settled down, and he handed him the towel soaked in hot water.
After receiving the steaming towel, Su Shi buried his face in it, took a few deep breaths, and the drowsiness finally dissipated.
It was still dark outside the window, and he probably didn't sleep for too long, and he might be able to sleep for a while when his stomach is full.
Seeing that his complexion was slightly better than when he first woke up, Jiang Fuqin was finally relieved. Turning around to bring over the dinner plate, not daring to raise his head again, he put it on the small coffee table between the sofas, his cheeks were faintly hot: "I don't have anything decent here - let's put it on a little bit first, I'm going to learn how to cook tomorrow, wait for me… "
Lu Wangjin said that he wanted to eat something he made with his own hands, but he had no cooking skills at all. After struggling for half a night, I searched all the helpers I could find in the company, and finally I had to recognize the reality.
Su Shi was slightly surprised, raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his eyes couldn't help but smile, and coughed lightly: "It doesn't matter, I have already realized your sincerity."
After passing through so many worlds, it is rare to meet someone who feels cramped because of cooking noodles for himself.
The noodles in the bowl used at least seven or eight kinds of ingredients. In addition to the common ham sausage and vegetables, there were also a lot of meatballs. There was a poached egg with eggs scattered around. Lovely crystal bag.
A smile flooded his eyes, Su Shi supported his forehead, holding the chopsticks for a while, he didn't know what to do, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.
Jiang Fu Qin Xunsheng raised his head, looked at the clear and bright smile on the man's face, his breathing was slightly stagnant, and his heart suddenly trembled slightly.
It was the first time he saw Lu Wangjin laughing so carelessly.
The smile was not restrained in the slightest, it showed from the eyes that were always calm and gentle, it appeared light and clear, diluting the always stable and steady aura, it seemed that the person was also much younger.
Jiang Fuqin couldn't bear his smile, so he subconsciously walked over, squatted halfway beside the sofa, and looked up at those eyes.
Although the smile has been restrained to some extent, the joyful light still falls on the bottom of the warm eyes. Lu Wangjin held up the chopsticks, seriously considering which one to eat first, the corners of his lips curled up a little, obviously still in a good mood.
So that bit of embarrassment and embarrassment completely dissipated, and Jiang Fuqin laughed along with him unconsciously, took another pillow and put it under his right elbow, holding his wrist and telling him to put it on it.
Lu Wangjin is very thin, his wrist can be easily circled with one hand, and the wrist bone is lightly pressed against the palm, which makes people's heart tremble slightly.
Jiang Fuqin let go of his hand, and after confirming that he was comfortable, he raised his head and said softly, "We should eat more at ordinary times. The human body needs nutrition, so we can't always suffer like this. You told me to."
"After all, I'm inconvenient. If it's not necessary, it's better not to bother others."
Facing the concern in those pitch-black eyes, Su Shi smiled, raised his hand and put it on the back of his head, rubbed it gently twice, lowered his head and ate the bowl of Mala Tang seriously.
He spoke cryptically, but Jiang Fuqin suddenly understood.
His eyes fell on the two legs that were powerless, Jiang Fuqin's eyes shrank, and he carefully raised his hands to cover them, and landed on the thin and emaciated knees.
The pillow under the elbow finally relieved the lingering soreness, but the wrist and fingers were still tired and stiff. Su Shi took a few mouthfuls, and when the burning in his stomach gradually eased, he put down his chopsticks again, and slowly rubbed his right hand without any trace.
He did it covertly, but Jiang Fuqin still noticed his movements, pulled his right hand into his arms, and carefully massaged several muscles that were faintly tending to spasm due to high-speed typing on the keyboard.
Lu Wangjin looked down at him, his eyes were clear and peaceful, his cool breath brushed over his cheeks, and hit their overlapping hands.
"I have almost dealt with several loopholes, and with Huayue's assistance, I don't need my help in Qilin's situation now. Next, I will probably leave for a while."
His tone was soft, but Jiang Fuqin suddenly raised his head, fixed his eyes on him, moved his lips, but failed to make a sound.
Su Shi was helpless, shook his hand with a smile, pulled out his right hand that had relieved a lot, lowered his head and continued to eat the luxurious boiled noodles: "My doctor contacted me and said that there is a new treatment plan, maybe Gets me back on my feet. I want to give it a try...”
"I'll accompany you!"
What the other party said coincided with his own thoughts. Jiang Fuqin spoke anxiously, his eyes lit up, and his tone could not hide his eagerness: "Rehabilitation will be very hard, and you need someone to take care of you. Qilin has stabilized, and I can do it better." With you, right? You say you don't want to bother anyone, I'm not—I'm not someone else…”
He spoke nervously, hardly daring to raise his head, his eyes fell on the corner of the room, and his fingers vigorously stirred the hem of the opponent's shirt.
After a long delay in getting a response, Jiang Fuqin fell silent, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and the strength in his hands finally released slowly.
The next moment, he was suddenly surrounded by a cool palm.
Raising his eyes, Lu Wangjin was looking at him, sighed in compromise, with a helpless and indulgent smile in his eyes.
A scalding hot current surged in his throat, Jiang Fuqin took a deep breath, couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips, stood up suddenly, hugged the person in front of him firmly, put his forehead against his neck, and refused to say anything let go.
With just one sentence, I became happy again, and it was really much easier to coax than usual.
Su Shi was hugged upright, patted his arm with a smile, and said in a serious and warm voice: "Don't delay work, Huayue is in your hands, and I will check it then."
After the leadership handover, this is the first time that Huayue has been mentioned positively among them.
Jiang Fuqin's body froze, and subconsciously wanted to straighten up, but he pushed it back again, and the warmth of his palm fell soothingly on his back.
"I've been waiting for this day to return Huayue to you. And the way you got it back really makes me proud."
The voice in his ears was sincere and joyful, Jiang Fuqin raised his head, met the moist and warm light in those eyes, subconsciously held his breath, his heart was sore and pained silently, but he couldn't feel the slightest joy.
His body slowly slid down and fell on Lu Wangjin's legs, his heart was tormented by strong regret, which finally made it difficult for him to just avoid talking about this matter.
What happened was over, and it didn't really matter whose fault it was, or what happened underneath those vague terms. No matter what means the other party used, they had already completely obtained Huayue. The original rules of the mall were like this, and Lu Wangjin didn't owe him anything at all.
With what kind of mood did that person train himself for eight full years, and then watched himself turn around and give Hua Yue a hard blow with what he had learned in these years
"You can clearly defeat Qilin completely, you just need to use your hands to do it..."
Finally uttering the words that had been stuck in his chest all along, Jiang Fu Qin spoke in a shy voice, his eye sockets inexplicably dry and hot.
If Lu Wangjin wanted to win, it was impossible for him to lose. He can compile a complete set of patches in eight hours, and he can also make Huayue's system look brand new just as early. Kirin's firewall is nothing to him. As long as he wants, he can come and take away all of Kirin. The core data, as long as a little trap is set, the Kirin system can be completely collapsed.
But he did nothing.
"You didn't do anything either."
As if he had figured out what he was thinking, Lu Wangjin smiled softly and opened his mouth. Jiang Fuqin subconsciously raised his gaze, and it fell into the dark pupils that were filled with a smile.
Su Shi smiled and patted him on the back, and after a while, he continued slowly.
"The death of your parents is related to me. In fact, you don't have to believe those explanations—you can even lock me in a small black room, find ways to torture me, and destroy my will. My subordinates all recognize you, you tell me They said I fell ill suddenly, no one would suspect, and no one would look for my whereabouts."
"At that time, you can act recklessly against me and do whatever you want. When my will is completely destroyed by you, you will have completed your revenge, and at the same time you will be able to get Huayue's shares..."
He has experienced such plots before. There are many characters with extreme personalities in the advanced world, and the small black room is actually a relatively mild plot.
Jiang Fuqin was surprised when he heard it, and looked up at him in a daze, his eyes full of astonishment and incomprehensibility.
Su Shi couldn't help chuckling, shook his head, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder: "I don't have a family, and it's a good choice for me to live with you. So it doesn't matter who owns the company. It's all the same, isn't it?"
What he said earlier was too shocking, Jiang Fuqin nodded in a daze, hesitated for a moment and said softly: "The little black room you mentioned—"
"Don't even think about it, go make me a cup of hot cocoa, not too hot."
After categorically interrupting Jiang Fuqin's words, Su Shi raised his hand and pushed him away, commanding him to work with peace of mind, leaning back by himself, and continued to finish eating the cold noodles.
Originally, I planned to wait until my leg was healed, and then come back to give the other party a surprise, but now it seems that there is probably no need for it...
After handling the company's affairs, Jiang Fuqin deliberately set aside a whole day to accompany Lu Wangjin to make an appointment with the attending doctor.
The course of treatment is roughly divided into three stages. First, drugs are taken to stimulate the sensitivity of the nerves, so that the remaining nerves can recover their functions. At the same time, the body should be adjusted as much as possible. After the physical condition is adjusted, the nerve pathways can be reconstructed through surgery.
The first two stages will take about three months, and there will be a long rehabilitation stage after the operation, and it will even take two to three years to fully restore all basic functions.
Su Shi didn't have any psychological pressure. After hearing the arrangement and signing several informed consent forms, he was brought into the examination room to further examine his current physical condition in detail.
Jiang Fuqin was waiting in the office, but he was much more restless. The doctor repeatedly asked about the details and precautions of the treatment, and heard the possible adverse reactions during the course of treatment, his brows became more and more tightly frowned.
"There are some adverse reactions to treatment, and side effects are definitely inevitable. As long as they are still within the controllable range, it doesn't matter."
Seeing the unconcealed worry in his eyes, the doctor smiled, opened his mouth, and pushed the consent form over: "The signature of the family members is still required here, and it is best to leave another phone number. If Mr. Lu cannot be contacted, we will contact you." related."
Feeling slightly warmed by the word "family member", Jiang Fuqin subconsciously took the pen, but vaguely hesitated: "How do you know—I am a family member?"
"Mr. Lu said, just ask you to sign it."
The doctor didn't know the news about the mall, but only vaguely knew Lu Wangjin's identity, but he didn't know who the young man in front of him was. Pointing to the place where he wanted to sign, he couldn't help expressing emotion: "Assistant Zhang accompanied him before, and we advised him to start a family early, don't be like that time when he was hit by others and almost died , there is not even a person who can sign a critical illness notice..."
The tip of the pen that signed the name suddenly stopped, and the heart beat.
Feeling a vague astringency in his throat, Jiang Fuqin raised his head, and tightened his hand holding the pen: "Did he get seriously injured at that time?"
"It's lucky to have survived such a tragic car accident. However, Mr. Lu has recuperated very well in the later stage, and his current physical condition is actually not bad. Except for the leg injury, there are no obvious sequelae."
The doctor nodded, and couldn't help sighing: "What he needs most now is to rest on time, to ensure adequate sleep and relaxation - Mr. Lu is a rare patient to cooperate with. Maybe Hua Yue won't be overwhelmed by that unicorn."
And that person actually ran over overnight to help himself busy all day and all night.
Thinking of the silent throbbing that erupted from the pain in that emaciated body, Jiang Fuqin's chest was so constricted that he couldn't breathe, and he clenched the signature pen in his hand tightly.
"After all, the body is much more important than money. Why don't you think about it this way? You can still earn money if you don't have money. It's not worth it if you break your body."
Seeing that the young man was not in a good mood, the doctor smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and put away the signed consent form: "That's all, do you have any questions?"
Jiang Fuqin shook his head subconsciously, but a thought suddenly popped up in his mind.
As soon as the impulse came out, he couldn't control himself. Jiang Fuqin suddenly got up and raised his hand to stop the doctor: "I want to ask you, do you know the details of the car accident at that time? Is the rear-end car in the rear really—was it an accident..."
That's what Lu Wangjin told him, so he believed it, but there was always a voice in his heart that persisted, so that he still couldn't completely convince himself.
Lu Wangjin shouldn't be the one who can make that kind of choice, even in that situation, that kind of choice is not a mistake at all...
"How could it be an accident? The front of the car behind was crushed, and the rear half of his car was also knocked out of shape. The two cars rolled down together, and he saved his life alone. "
The doctor turned around in surprise, and also remembered what happened at that time, and he couldn't help showing some lingering fear on his face.
"When the ambulance came out, we could see clearly. Even the traffic police's investigation report was written as a deliberate accident, and we don't know who Mr. Lu provoked..."
"The report is an accident?"
Jiang Fuqin repeated in a low voice, the obsession that had always been entrenched in his heart seemed to finally have a real explanation, and he felt that his chest was completely cold: "But why didn't you sue? He was injured so badly... Shouldn't the accident happen?" Are you suing for compensation?"
"It was supposed to be sued, and the forensic doctor came to the public prosecution and asked us to cooperate with the appraisal. But Mr. Lu insisted on withdrawing the lawsuit when he came back after going out, saying that there was no one left, and it was meaningless to investigate the results... "
Even in a medical career, this is an extremely rare novelty. The doctor remembered very clearly that these were not things that needed to be kept secret for the patient, and when he saw that he wanted to know, he just said them all.
Jiang Fuqin nodded, stopped asking questions, and stood silent for a while before picking up his clothes and going out.
He knew where Lu Wangjin went that time.
On that day, Lu Wangjin went to take him home.
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Attack: Little black house... ≡ω≡
#wake up#
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