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Suddenly, there was a very sudden vibrating ringtone in the living room. It was Li Chenyin's cell phone.

Li Chenyin took it out and took a look, and found that it was Lin Zhusong. He sat there and answered the phone without hesitation.

Sitting there, Wang Lianqing looked at Li Chenyin. Since he answered the phone, his gaze and expression didn't change much. Sometimes he would say "um", or "No", or " Any thing else?"

The phone call lasted less than 2 minutes before it was over.

Li Chenyin hung up the phone and said at the beginning: "Look, this is Ah Jin. Everyone hates him, but when he is really hurt or wronged, someone will stand up for him."

Wang Lianqing raised his eyebrows irrefutably, but did not refute anything.

Li Chenyin turned his gaze back to Wang Lianqing, and said, "You want to make a deal, so what are your conditions?"

"Let him come back to you, just like your life all these years." Wang Lianqing continued without the slightest pause.

"Well, I refuse." After Li Chenyin finished speaking, she stood up: "My assistant sent me A Jin's address, and I will go and see him."

"You refuse!?" Wang Lianqing was also a little surprised for a moment.

"Yes, I refuse. If Lin Zhujin and I get back together, there is only one reason, that is, he loves me, not because of Guan Shan."

"But you said that he wanted to start a new life with me, and the first thing he chose was to finish the unfinished dance that Guan Shan arranged for him. I can't go on with him anymore, But he's still going back."

Li Chenyin pushed open the door and turned his back to Wang Lianqing and said, "Master Wang, after all, you are young, you are too self-righteous, and it is easy to ask for trouble for yourself. You stretch your arms too far."

Wang Lianqing was taken aback by these words, looked at the door which was closed very politely and hardly made a sound, and suddenly laughed.

He picked up his cell phone, made a call, and was answered after three rings.

"Ah, he is indeed more difficult than I imagined." Wang Lianqing lay on the sofa in the conversation room he had prepared, with his legs folded together, and he rubbed his hair unconsciously.

"Oh, what do you think? He is a person who will not change easily after making a decision. His decisions are made after careful consideration and thorough preparation." Lin Zhujin's voice sounded over there: "Just take As far as my wardrobe was concerned, I just wore it for two days. He was just annoyed and warned me not to do this. I didn’t keep a single thing.”

"What's more, he tolerated me, not for two days." Lin Zhujin smiled wryly.

"But he said he was going to see you."

"Really!? He said he was coming to see me!?" Lin Zhujin's voice suddenly rose.

Li Chenyin clearly avoided him that time, and even said that he didn't want to see him again.

So does this mean that there is room for it?

Or is his attitude a little loose?

After Lin Zhujin hung up the phone, she seemed to be thrown high into the clouds.

Although he didn't touch the ground, the surroundings were always soft. He closed his nose and closed his eyes, trying to make himself fall asleep quickly. He wondered if he had dark circles under his eyes because he didn't sleep well these days.

When the nurse came in the afternoon, he had to let him help him to look in the mirror. Shouldn't this hair be washed too?

When will he come?

After Lin Zhujin got the news, his heart felt strangely at ease. That night, he dreamed that he was lying in Li Chenyin's arms again, listening to his heartbeat in his chest, his embrace was as warm as drowning.

He thought he might really miss him.

It was half an afternoon when Li Chenyin came.

The sky was too sunny and the sun was shining brightly.Lin Zhujin was half leaning on the pillow and wearing a loose hospital gown, holding a peeled orange in his hand, humming a song, and putting the orange in his mouth.

When Li Chenyin opened the door and came in, he saw that his upper body was covered in sunlight, from his forehead to his well-shaped nose bridge to his chin, and even every strand of hair was shining. When he saw himself, he quickly put the orange in his hand. When he got to the side, he smiled brightly towards himself and said, "You're here."

The tone was light and joyful, filled with joy and anticipation, as if he had really been waiting for him for a long time.

Li Chenyin was a little dazed, and then walked over slowly.

When the nurse entered the door, in order to reduce the sense of presence, he walked out against the wall and thoughtfully closed the door.

In the spacious VIP ward, he was the only two left.

Lin Zhujin's leaked wrist was wrapped with a bandage, his other hand was infused with fluid, and his forehead was also bandaged, wrapped around it.

Lin Zhujin saw that his eyes moved to his face, and he raised his hand to cover that part reflexively, and quickly explained: "The injury is at the root of the hair, and there is no injury on the face."

"Thinner." Li Chenyin lowered his eyelids and said two words.

Lin Zhujin sat up and approached him, stretched out his hand to hold his hand that was hanging at the side, he raised his face and asked: "Then I'm in such a miserable situation, have you calmed down?"

Li Chenyin couldn't hold back the thin face he was looking at, and reached out to touch his face: "You won't see Rong Qiming again in the future."

This was obviously not what Lin Zhujin wanted to hear, and he continued to rub Li Chenyin's palm touching his face: "Will you take me home."

Li Chenyin paused for a moment, Lin Zhujin's warm cheeks rubbed against his palms, and a few strands of hair also brushed past, making his palms itchy.

He slowly pulled his hand out, and Lin Zhujin hurriedly said again: "You think I'm not good, don't I also learn a lesson?" He grabbed Li Chenyin's hand to prevent him from pulling it out: "I will It will change, you can hit me, or have a less gentle sex, but you can't, you can't let me go." When Lin Zhujin said these words, he was not like Lin Zhujin at all, he was affectionate and sad, like It's true that you can't live without him.

But such a person clearly has someone else in his heart.

Thinking of this, Li Chenyin pulled out his hand cruelly, he took a deep breath, he thought you should not be fooled by him.

Then you are back to the same as before, and the problem is never solved.

He looked at Lin Zhujin who was covered with a thin quilt, and said, "I will find you a good doctor, the movie you want to act in, the song you want to sing, and what you want to do. If you can do it, I will help you, and no one will bully you." He pulled the quilt up, and from the beginning to the end, he did not dare to look at Lin Zhujin's lap.

In just a few months, Lin Zhujin had become so thin. Maybe there were other scars under the thin clothes. He recalled the case report that Lin Zhusong had passed to him, and his heart felt depressed. , a little breathless.

Lin Zhujin saw that he didn't answer her words at all, and it was a completely cold refusal attitude.

He clenched his fists, the smile on his face faded, and his joints were so hard that they turned blue and white.

"You can continue to protect me, but you don't want to take me back, do you?" Lin Zhujin raised his eyes, the coldness in his eyes was mixed with an indescribable despair.

Li Chenyin looked at him, his face darkened, and he said firmly, "Yes."

"No room for maneuver?"

"No."

After Li Chenyin said these two words, it seemed that he really couldn't stay in this room anymore. It was not easy for Lin Zhujin to say no, let alone looking at the scars that looked like scars. Lin Zhujin, who was tired and lying on the hospital bed still receiving fluids, said no.

He pursed his lips, looked away, and stopped looking at Lin Zhujin's face: "You have a good rest."

Lin Zhujin thought to himself, if he didn't say that I will come to see you next time, then he won't come again.

This is the last time.

Thinking of this, the sudden chill and despair in his eyes gradually turned into a more paranoid color.

Just when Li Chenyin walked to the door and was about to open it, Lin Zhujin called out to him, his voice was low and deep: "Li Chenyin."

In fact, between them, Lin Zhujin rarely called him by his name in such a tone. He was so many years older than him, and Lin Zhujin mostly called him old-fashioned in a joking tone.

Li Chenyin paused, but he didn't turn his head, nor did he speak, but was waiting for him to speak.

He suddenly heard some noises, turned around, and saw Lin Zhujin got off the hospital bed, with blood dripping down his fingers from the needle that was roughly torn off from his hand.

He opened the window, sat by the window, and a gust of wind came in, blowing his hair into a mess, and his face was deathly pale.

"Take another step forward, and I'll jump from here." Lin Zhujin's eyes fell on Li Chenyin, without any fluctuation in his tone.

For a moment, Li Chenyin felt as if someone had stabbed an ice pick in his chest, knowing that his limbs and bones, the blood flowing through every part of his body was frozen, numb and painful.

"Lin Zhujin! Are you crazy! Do you think you are a child!" Li Chenyin's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, and tried his best to restrain his emotions: "You immediately, close the window and come here!"

Lin Zhujin seemed to be ignorant of Li Chenyin who was furious and panicked: "Crazy? You know I'm crazy? I'm not only going crazy, I'm going to die."

Lin Zhujin was sitting with one leg straddling the window at this time, as long as he tilted his upper body slightly at this time, he would fall down.

Seventeen floors high, there is no possibility of survival.

Li Chenyin felt that he was not in the right state no matter what.

He took a breath, sweat dripped from his forehead: "Stop making trouble, come down, let's talk." He calmly moved towards the window.

Lin Zhujin shook his head: "That's nothing to say, you don't want me, and you don't believe me now?" Half of Lin Zhujin's body began to lean out, and the other leg also crossed over, his whole body was like a piece of quilt Like leaves blown away by the wind, they fell.

Li Chenyin rushed to the window in an instant and grabbed his hand.

Li Chenyin was out of breath, her eyes were red, and Lin Zhujin was swinging by the window, her hospital gown was filled with the wind, and she was extremely thin.

He said: "Ah Jin, stop making trouble, I'll take you back, okay?"

Lin Zhujin held one hand tightly by Li Chenyin. The next second, he raised his head and asked, "Li Chenyin, you brought me out of the quagmire and then gave up. Are you here to love me or to kill me?" of?"