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Although Feng Rui is young, his mind is very clear. He also thought of what Ji Wenliang thought of.

What the kidnappers really want is not money, but human life. They must have planned to tie him up to lure out his father.

Ji Wenliang was implicated innocently.

Thinking of this, his heart felt like it was lightly pricked by thousands of capillary needles, causing dense pain.

After untying the rope, he saw that Ji Wenliang was thinking about something silently, he didn't dare to disturb him, and sat obediently aside.

At this time, Ji Wenliang suddenly took his hand, looked at him solemnly, then lowered his head and wrote on his hand with his index finger.

Lush fingers landed on Feng Rui's palm one stroke at a time, causing a trace of itchiness, and he carefully identified it.

After understanding what Ji Wenliang meant, he widened his eyes and shook his head desperately. Although this method could allow him to escape, it put Ji Wenliang in danger, no way!

But when his eyes touched Ji Wenliang's, he was stunned.

Ji Wenliang has always treated him gently, but now he is frowning and looking at him with unquestionable eyes.

There was reproach and warning in this gaze.

Seeing his stunned look, Ji Wenliang sighed, it's not that he didn't cherish his own life, it's just that he didn't dare to bet Feng Rui's life.Not only because he is the hero of this world... The two of them have been together for so many years, and they always have feelings, not flowers and trees.

Besides, he couldn't really die, but he couldn't tell Feng Rui about it.

After thinking about it, he took Feng Rui's hand again, and his fingertips fell on the palm.

"I, yes, brother, brother."

After finishing writing, he raised his head with soft eyes.

These four words were clearly written on his hands, but Feng Rui felt that they were written on his heart, each stroke made his heart beat thumping.

"elder brother".

These two words again.

I used to love these two words very much, but now there seems to be resentment mixed in the love.

Today, because of these two words, Ji Wenliang was beaten and scolded, and now he has to risk his life to save him.

Then he...then he would rather not call Ji Wenliang by these two words again.

Ji Wenliang saw Feng Rui bowed his head and said nothing, but he couldn't wait anymore, the dark sky outside the house had already started to turn blue quietly, and the sky was about to dawn.

He stood up resolutely, took off his school uniform jacket, held it in his hand, and turned to look at Feng Rui.

Feng Rui struggled for a while, unable to bear Ji Wenliang's gaze, stood up obediently, and slowly moved towards the sofa not far away.

The dilapidated sofa leaned against the wall, forming a gap with the corner of the wall. Feng Rui got behind the sofa, just in time to hide his figure.

This is Ji Wenliang's plan, let Feng Rui hide first, and he will lure the two kidnappers away, creating a chance for Feng Rui to escape.

After seeing that Feng Rui was well hidden, he held his breath, lifted his feet gently, and slowly moved towards the door step by step.

Every time you take a step, you pause for a while, the distance is obviously not far, but you have walked for a long time.

Finally, he passed the two kidnappers and stood in front of the door.

A gust of summer wind passed through the crack of the door and brushed against Ji Wenliang's sweaty forehead.

He shivered and regained consciousness, straightened the school uniform jacket in his hand, held the cuff of the school uniform with his right hand, and let the rest hang down on the floor.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the door and ran out.

The two kidnappers were still asleep when they heard a door slam. They raised their heads and looked at the door sleepily. They saw a shadow flashing by. They were startled. They turned their heads to look at the corner and saw the two children It was gone, leaving only a pile of rope on the ground.

"Damn it," Brother Wang scolded, he stood up and chased after the figure that was going away, "Hurry up!"

Ji Wenliang dragged his school uniform and ran tens of meters away when he heard shouts behind him. He looked at the road by the moonlight. There was a grass field on the left and a forest on the right. You can also find a place to hide.

Thinking of this, a surge of energy surged in my heart, and I rushed into the woods.

He ran desperately, not daring to stop, the sound of howling wind could be heard in his ears, his heart was beating violently in his chest, as if the oxygen in his lungs had been squeezed out, he had to gasp for breath, and the wind took the opportunity to drill into his mouth again, making him People feel suffocated.

The forest is not big, and Ji Wenliang ran to the end of it. At a glance, there was another piece of grass, and there was a pond in the south, which was shining brightly under the moonlight.

Really...he couldn't run anymore, he bent over, put his hands on his knees, his chest kept rising and falling, and he was gasping for breath.

The sound of chaotic footsteps was getting closer, Ji Wenliang panted for a while, straightened up, picked up the school uniform with his hands, and threw it into the distance.

Brother Wang and the man with the scar followed the figure out of the woods, looked around, but only saw the endless grass and a pond, a gust of wind blew by, and waves appeared on the water.

"Man, where is man?" The scarred man asked panting.

Brother Wang ignored him.

Just now I was in a hurry to chase someone, and I didn't think about it carefully, but now the more I think about it, the more I feel wrong.

The older child ran fast and could understand, but how could the younger one run so fast?

He secretly thought that it was not good, staring at the man with the scar and asked: "Did you see clearly just now? We are chasing two people?"

"Yes, that's right." The man with the scar looked at Brother Wang's fierce look, and replied uncertainly.

Brother Wang scanned the grass again, and suddenly caught a glimpse of something in the north. He walked over in three steps at a time, bent down to pick it up, and saw that it was a school uniform.

"What's going on here?" The man with the scar looked suspicious.

"What's the matter, turn the tiger away from the mountain," Wang Ge said angrily, "Aren't you going back?"

The footsteps of the two became farther and farther away, and the surroundings returned to silence.

A few bubbles suddenly popped up from the originally calm water, followed by a crash, and a person emerged from the water.

Ji Wenliang climbed out of the pond with the last of his strength, lay on his back, stretched his limbs, and took a deep breath.

Feng Jinsong was still out of town, but when he received the news of Feng Rui's disappearance, he rushed to City B overnight.

On the way, he received a call from the kidnapper. He was very familiar with the voice of the kidnapper, and had dealt with him a while ago.

This thing started half a year ago.

Feng Jinsong took on a new project to build a factory in the suburbs of the city. Not long after the factory was built, someone died.

Two children aged seventeen or eighteen sneaked into the construction site in the middle of the night, trying to steal some iron and sell it for money, but they were discovered by the security guards on duty.

Perhaps it was the first time for the two of them to do such a thing, they panicked, stepped on the air when they were fleeing, fell into the concrete tunnel, and died on the spot.

Although the two were at fault first, it was not worth losing their lives. Feng Jinsong paid a large sum of money to the families of both parties, which was considered a bit of consolation.

But the two families refused to give up, and even made trouble in Feng Jinsong's company, insisting on his life, and cooperated with bad media to create public opinion, which caused a lot of losses to the company.

Feng Jinsong directly reported to the police, and the troublemaker was locked up for a while.

The kidnapper who called him was the father of one of the children. Unexpectedly, after being released, he had his son's idea.

Feng Jinsong sat on the sofa smoking a cigarette silently, he didn't turn on the light, the living room was dark, only the cigarette was glowing red, bright or dark.

That was his own son. Tomorrow's trip, even if it was a mountain of swords and seas of fire, he had to go.

But I didn't expect this to turn around.

When the sky turned from black to gray, Feng Jinsong suddenly received a call from the police. The other party said that the delivery man in the city early in the morning picked up a child on the side of the road. When he asked if he was kidnapped and escaped, he immediately called the police. After the police arrived, they learned the specific situation from the child, notified Feng Jinsong, and searched according to the address he provided, and quickly found the kidnappers and Ji Wenliang.

Both Feng Rui and Ji Wenliang had a fever and were sent to the hospital.

When Feng Jinsong got the news, he hurried to the hospital. When he opened the door, he saw two children lying on the bed, holding hands, sleeping soundly. He watched quietly for a while, then closed the door gently. left.

The environment in the hospital was not as good as that at home. After the two children's fever subsided, Feng Jinsong sent housekeeper Chen to take them home.

Ji Wenliang asked Steward Chen if Ji's father knew about the kidnapping, but Steward Chen said that he hadn't had time to tell him.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

After Ji's father remarried a year ago, he quit his job at Feng's family and the hotel, and took his wife back to his hometown to open a restaurant. The restaurant opened not long ago, and there are many things to be busy, so it's better not to let him know, so as not to worry.

In the middle of the night, Ji Wenliang woke up in a daze, feeling a little thirsty, reached for the cup on the bedside table, but found that there was no water, got up lightly, tucked Feng Rui's quilt, and went to the kitchen to pour water.

When passing by the living room, he found Feng's father sitting on a chair next to the coffee table, on which there were computers and reports.

"Uncle Feng." Ji Wenliang greeted politely.

Father Feng nodded to him.

In the past few years, the number of times Ji Wenliang saw his father was few and far between. Every time he came and left in a hurry, it seemed that this was not his home.

Ji Wenliang poured the water, thought for a while, and asked, "Uncle Feng...do you want some water?"

Father Feng said: "Pour some for me, and you come and sit."

Ji Wenliang poured some water, and obediently sat down opposite Feng's father.

"Wen Liang, you have been here for five years." Father Feng said slowly.

"Ah."

"Five years, it's not too short." Feng's father looked into the distance, as if he suddenly remembered something, and a smile appeared on his handsome face, "I still remember that time when the housekeeper called me and said that Feng Rui had to be with me. I just met a big brother to play together. If I want to play together, let’s play together, let alone one child, even ten children can be supported by the Feng family."

Speaking of this, Father Feng paused, and said, "But there are some things that money can't buy."

"Uncle—" Ji Wenliang met Feng's father's gaze.

"Son," Father Feng looked at Ji Wenliang, "Uncle wants to thank you today."

Ji Wenliang was a little moved, maybe Feng's father was not as heartless as in the novel, "Uncle, Feng Rui has always wanted his family to accompany him..."

"Wen Liang," Father Feng interrupted him suddenly, and said gently, "It's getting late, you should go to bed earlier."