Yu Huan

Mrs. Jin didn't stay long after the matter was resolved, she called Jin Zixuan aside and gave some instructions before returning to Fangfei Hall.Although Jin Zixuan didn't agree with his mother's attitude, if he were to do it, he would put the Jin family first, and he also planned to let Jin Guangyao deal with it quietly in the first place, so it's inconvenient to say anything more at this time.

Jin Guangyao's face was full of sadness, but he couldn't stop laughing in his heart. He was a little proud of his acting skills, and also surprised that Mrs. Jin was helping him at this time, but in any case, the matter can be resolved, and there are one or two more people on his body Mouth is nothing.That wound was calculated by him, it wasn't deep enough, and Lan Xichen's spiritual power had already healed it, but the bloodstains hadn't been wiped and soaked through his robe, and it looked terrible.

It's just that Nie Mingjue stared at him coldly, filled with disgust, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Jin Guangyao knew that this trick had been used on him once before, but at this time he could deceive others, but he could not deceive him.He propped his head up and glanced at Nie MingJue, his eyes full of provocation.

Originally, he didn't want to quarrel with him because he liked to go along with everything, and he was afraid that what he did would be revealed.But the two of them had already torn their skins apart last time and their charges were cleared, so there is no point in pretending now, are they really afraid of him?

It's best to have nothing to do with each other from now on, otherwise he will definitely find an opportunity to kill him himself.

Thinking about it this way is a lot easier, the breakup is much simpler than imagined, but it is too penetrating when coupled with the screams in the room.

The early delivery was not a joke, because Xue Yang was young and strong, so he couldn't stand the severe pain.The whole person seemed to be run over by a boulder, and the bones and flesh were shattered and piled up in a mess, but the consciousness was still clear, and the pain was engraved into the bloody body.

This torment lasted from noon to Shenshi until the child was born.Xue Yang lost his strength, tilted his head, and immediately passed out. He didn't even notice that the maid wiped him clean and changed his clothes.Jiang Yanli and Wen Po washed the child with warm water, put on clothes and swaddled the child, and then carefully carried it out.

Subconsciously, Song Zichen took two steps forward and then stopped abruptly. Looking at the child in Jiang Yanli's hands, he had mixed feelings, and he clenched his hands tightly into fists, desperately restraining his urge to reach out.Jin Guangyao, who had also been guarding him for a long time, saw him chuckle like this, and walked over generously, holding the child in his arms and shaking it gently.

Wen Po didn't know the specific situation, but assumed that Jin Guangyao was the father of the child, took the child away from him, and said angrily, "Be careful of the wind when you are just born, and you have to hug it later. It's just that the check-up was fine, why is the delivery date suddenly early?" gone?"

"Naturally, someone had some quarrel with the one inside, and got angry because of his anger." Jin Guangyao said slowly, twisting the child's clothes with a smile on his face.

"Damn it, even pregnant women are bullied." Wen Po spat, "You can't make fun of children for such a big thing. If it weren't for the young man's good health, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to make it through."

"Who says it's not. The mother-in-law has been tired for a long time, so don't be in a hurry to take the child to the nanny. Take a rest and eat something tomorrow. You will pay for your hard work. You are welcome."

"Young master really loves others. It's great that young master has a father like you." Wen Po covered her mouth and smiled, then thanked her and carried the child down with the maid.

Hearing this, Jin Guangyao saluted with a smile, his face became more gentle and amiable, and he just repeated softly, "Father? Father, huh."

He gave Song Zichen a meaningful look, and stopped talking.After the arranger transferred Xue Yang to another courtyard, he went back to his room alone to rest.

I thought it was over like this, but Xue Yang suddenly developed a high fever in the middle of the night.

The high fever caught people off guard, and the warmth was hurriedly invited over.When Jin Guangyao received the news, he hurriedly got up, changed his clothes, and headed there, but bumped into Song Zichen and Xiao Xingchen at the door.He was a little angry with these two because of Xue Yang's incident, and now he showed a little anger on his usual smiling face, greeted them coldly, and sat on the outer couch.

Song Zichen stared blankly at the door of the inner room, his heart was in a mess.I want him to survive, but I am afraid that he will survive.

The warmth has been busy for two days, and all kinds of methods have been used, but with little effect.

Xue Yang's consciousness was slackened, and his life of more than ten years passed by before his eyes, but there was nothing good at all.

He thought that he should shout something at this time, he always wanted to shout something, and if there was nothing to miss, he would try his best to grab something to miss, so as not to be dragged by the eternal and comfortable death.

With all his strength, he opened his mouth and let out a breath. The sound burst from his heart and lungs and tore his flesh and blood. He could only imagine the bloody redness just by listening to it.

"Jin! Guang! Yao!" He shouted, and all the things that were blocked in his heart came out, one after another, he refused to stop, tears slid down his face and were dispersed into thin traces by the high heat.

It seems to be the only person in this world who treats him so little out of taking advantage of him.No matter what, this person always misses him.He shouted his name, like a child lost in the dark desperately looking for a foothold, helpless and angry, afraid of being dragged away by death.

Why is he so miserable, so miserable, and the person who made him suffer so much is waiting to kill him.Hatred took over the desire to survive, he panted for a while, and shouted loudly, "Song Lan! I'll fuck you up sooner or later!"

After that, he fell into a dream full of killings and fell into a coma again.

In the past two days, people came one after another, but Jin Guangyao had to stay here, and Song Zichen and the two stayed outside and refused to move.Nie Mingjue was angry, but also distressed, he sat in the courtyard without saying a word and followed him for a long time.

Jin Guangyao just didn't know, he sat there silently looking at the teacup, lost in thought, not knowing what to think.The chaotic and complicated past events came one after another, and they were played out one by one in front of my eyes, until I heard Xue Yang calling him, I suddenly came back to my senses, thinking blankly, there is still someone in him who can miss him, if I can call him, who can I call?

Thinking of this, he suddenly got up and walked to the inner room.He didn't want to but was grabbed by Nie Mingjue who was standing beside him at some point.

"I know what you want to say." Jin Guangyao said calmly, "We're working together, working together."

"You do know." Nie MingJue rarely saw him being so straightforward, he was slightly startled, and then snorted coldly, "You can't help if you go in, you'd better wait here."

"No father, no mother, no relatives, no reason, he only knows me in this world. How can you tell me to sit and wait?" Jin Guangyao vigorously swung Nie Mingjue's hand away, his brows were deeply knit and his expression was serious.

"What can you do? If even warmth can't save you, what can you do? "

"At least I'm here."

Nie Mingjue's expression changed slightly, and he was about to speak, but was interrupted by a loud bang.

A faint yellow leaped out from the inner room and fell to Jin Guangyao's feet, weeping uncontrollably, "Second Young Master, please, please go and have a look, Mr. Xue, he is afraid, he is about to die."

She was just a humble maid, she misunderstood when she saw the way she shook her head helplessly after feeding the elixir, she couldn't hold back her tears, and rushed out to beg Jin Guangyao to come in regardless.

Jin Guangyao was about to help her up when he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, and Song Zichen rushed in before him.He had a bad heart, and he was afraid that something would happen to Xue Yang.He hurriedly bypassed Nie Mingjue and ran in.Fortunately, Song Zichen just stood by the bed and looked down, without doing anything.

The person on the bed was not sleeping soundly, his head was dangling from side to side was covered with sweat, and his arms were waving wildly, as if he wanted to dispel something but was powerless.

Xue Yang trekked hard in the dreamland, he couldn't stop and didn't dare to stop.The things in front of him twisted into a ball in the eyes.He saw many people surrounded him, their faces blurred, and the only thing he could see clearly was that they were all laughing.

Sneering, ridiculing, gloating laugh, very carefree laugh.

There was a chaotic buzzing sound.

Good to die, good to die, good to die.

He frantically waved his hands to dispel the phantom in front of him, but his hands and feet were weak and powerless.Someone promised to take care of him, someone said.He stretched out his hand in that direction, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

Song Lan, Song Lan, Song Lan, there was no response to any of them.

Shut up, isn't he the first to try to kill you?Call him what to do.

But when he was a little tempted, he drew his sword and turned to him. How can a person's liking be so shallow?

That's right, that's right, there was no intersection in the first place, they got together by accident, and they can leave at any time.

He hugged his head and tightened his body painfully amidst illusory laughter.

It hurts too much, it really hurts too much, just looking at it hurts so much, but I can't do anything.

Song Zichen heard him calling his name, saw that hand stretched out and then abruptly retracted in mid-air, his heart felt like a knife.

Like is like, but can't and shouldn't like.

If he was saved, how would the hundreds of lives be counted?But if you don't save him, do you want him to watch him die?

I can't bear it, I am in a dilemma

Jin Guangyao pushed him away and sat on the edge of the bed, holding Xue Yang's hand and slowly sending spiritual energy.

The gentle spiritual power slowly traveled along the spiritual veins, soothing the pain, in exchange for a moment of sleep for Xue Yang.The frown was loosened, but the expression was still painful.Xue Yang woke up after being transported like this for a while, and his upper and lower eyelids suddenly parted to reveal a pair of black eyes, but with an abnormal light, which was a bit scary.

Seeing him wake up, Jin Guangyao breathed a sigh of relief and involuntarily smiled.Unexpectedly, when Xue Yang saw him laughing, he suddenly seemed to go crazy, trying to bend his body upwards to catch him, his hoarse and dull voice was painfully choked in his throat, and he kept saying "don't laugh" over and over again.

Don't laugh, don't laugh, anyone can, but you can't.

Xue Yang resisted the pain engraved into the bone marrow and suddenly turned over, facing down beside the bed, but he tightly grasped the wrist in his hand, and said viciously, "How many times have I said that I don't fucking like you to laugh! Fake!" It's so fucking disgusting! Cry for me!"

"I forgot how to cry a long time ago, so there are no tears for you." Jin Guangyao subconsciously snapped back.

"I'm fucking looking forward to my death. Is it good to die? Pooh! I just failed to fulfill their wishes!" Xue Yang suddenly raised his voice and roared angrily, and then burst into a burst of wild laughter, until finally he lost his voice Painful breathing remained.

He twisted his body and tried to raise his head to look at Jin Guangyao, but his eyes turned black and he couldn't see the man's face clearly.A smile slowly climbed to the corner of his mouth, he smiled slightly and opened his mouth with a soft but tired voice, "No one has cried for me yet, so just treat it as coaxing me, okay, left and right is the last wish, even if you die, you can go on the road .”

"Chengmei, don't talk nonsense." Jin Guangyao was also a little panicked, and his spiritual power lost more and more fiercely, but it was getting less and less.

After feeling his movement, Xue Yang gave a short laugh, his nose was sore and his throat was bitter, but he pretended to be relaxed, and said with a smile, "Don't cry now, I won't admit it until I'm in front of my grave."

"Stop talking, just lie back and take a good rest." As he said that, he was about to reach out and move the person back to the pillow.It's just that he was tired and injured for many days, and his spiritual power was exhausted at this moment, his eyes suddenly went dark after such a sudden movement, and he stood still for a moment and fell on Xue Yang's body without moving.

Xue Yang let out a muffled groan when he hit him, his head dropped and he lost consciousness again.

The low sobbing gradually became one, and the sobbing sounded continuously inside and outside the house, soft like a lullaby.

These kind-hearted people who don't know the truth will never understand how evil the person on the bed is. They only know that they can't let death go without saving them, and they only know that if someone dies, they will be sad.

This person is so bad, there are still people who will cry for him and feel sorry for him.No matter how bad this person is, he should not die now, nor should he die like this.The days are still long, some things need to be sorted out, some sins need to be paid, and he cannot die yet.

People are not wood and stone, after all they will soften their hearts.

Xiao Xingchen went to the bed and lifted Xue Yang back to the bed, and then helped Jin Guangyao into Nie Mingjue's arms.After finishing all this, he gave Song Zichen a slight push.With the tears still on his friend's face, he sat on the edge of the bed and held Xue Yang's hand to channel his spiritual power.He sighed softly, turned around and left, giving this place to them.

A tear slowly gushed out of the corner of his eye and disappeared into his collar.

Whatever this person is, it has nothing to do with him.