Ninth Symphony

When the atmosphere between Xi Yin and Du Nian reached the most stalemate, Uncle Zhong's figure just appeared at the stairs.

"Eldest young master, Officer Du, breakfast is ready, please move to the restaurant."

After Uncle Zhong finished speaking, he bowed and waited there, regardless of whether Xi Yin and Du Nian were still confronting each other or what, he pretended not to see it.

After about three or four minutes, Du Nian stared at Xi Yin and said, "Would you like to eat first? I'll give you a meal to decide whether you want to confess to me or not."

"Officer Du really has the spirit of caring for humanity." Xi Yin said coldly.

"If you want to say it now, I have no problem."

"What if I refuse?" Xi Yin looked at him, "If I still don't cooperate, are you going to arrest me?"

For a moment, Du Nian seemed to be helpless, but his emotions were absorbed very quickly, and they disappeared before he could see clearly.

Xi Yin still stood there stubbornly, as if determined to fight Du Nian to the end.

It's a pity that his heart is not strong enough to maintain this stubbornness for a long time.

After a stalemate for a while, Xi Yin began to feel a little unable to support himself, his heart was shaken and his body was shaking. He hated himself for being so weak and also hated those who made him have to go through this kind of thing.

And the saddest thing is that he can't even find someone he should really hate.

His beloved parents died a week before his 15th birthday, and his only remaining relative disappeared on the day of his birthday.

Without reliable clues, the police gave up their investigation. Xi Yin didn't know who did all of this, and couldn't even vent her resentment.

Why... why must it be him...

Why is it so easy for others to live happily, but it is so difficult for him?

Why is his family gone and he is the only one left?

Why did he have to struggle alone?

Why, the person in front of me still wants to force him like this...

When the warm touch went from the corner of the eyes to the cheek, Xi Yin didn't even realize that she was crying.

But Du Nian saw it.

Not only the eyes see it, but the heart sees it very clearly.That drop of hot temperature seemed to hit the atrium from the air, scalding a layer of skin.

The changes that have taken place in Xi Yin over the past two years often make Du Nian forget that he is still just a child.

But he is a child after all.

Du Nian looked at Xi Yin's unstoppable tears, and could feel that his whole body was on the verge of collapse, and finally his heart softened.

"Xi Yin, stop talking, I won't ask anymore." Du Nian walked down a step to stand with Xi Yin, then reached out and hugged him.

Xi Yin didn't react for a while, and stood still in a daze.

But when he realized that he was in Du Nian's arms, he struggled violently, even hitting and kicking mercilessly, several times he happened to hit the place where Du Nian was injured, Du Nian gritted his teeth and endured it, he didn't let go. No sound.

"Let me go!" Xi Yin struggled in vain and became more irritable, and increased his strength a bit. However, the moment he raised his hand after several blows in succession, he found that something seemed to be stuck on his hand, and his movements couldn't help but slow down. .

A darker red that stands out against slightly pale skin.

Xi Yin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly pushed Du Nian violently, but this time he pushed away very easily. Du Nian fell backwards and fell directly on the stairs, his back hit the edge of the steps and passed immediately. Come a piercing pain.

The forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, Du Nian's face was pale, and the color of his lips could hardly be seen, and he leaned half up on the steps and gasped deeply.

"……Hey……"

Xi Yin pushed too hard just now and almost fell himself, but fortunately he grabbed the railing in time to avoid a "tragedy".

At this time, he had just stabilized his center of gravity. Seeing Du Nian's appearance, he subconsciously took a step forward and then squatted down. He supported Du Nian's back with both hands and carefully helped him up. He saw that his right shoulder had been crushed. Blood soaked a small piece.

"Uncle Zhong, call the hospital." Xi Yin rushed downstairs and added, "Bring the first aid kit."

"No need." Du Nian said suddenly at this moment, his voice didn't sound weak, but his breath was not steady. "You don't need to go to the hospital, just bring the first aid kit."

"It's obvious that your thread is open. If you don't go to the hospital, do you expect me to sew it for you?" Xi Yin said coldly, but her eyes were a little anxious, but Du Nian couldn't see it.

"You can just re-bandage it for me. The degree of opening the thread should not be obvious. I have a feeling."

Xi Yin was a little annoyed: "How capable do you think you are? Can you feel it when the connection is open?!"

Du Nian supported himself with his hands and sat up a little bit, turned his head to look at Xi Yin and couldn't help but smile: "I didn't see you so worried when I was injured yesterday, what's the matter now?"

"...Who's worried, don't be too sentimental." Xi Yin's face darkened, and just when he saw Uncle Zhong coming up with a first-aid kit, he stood up and put his knees on Du Nian to prevent him from falling down. Said: "You come to bandage him."

"Yes." After answering, Uncle Zhong put the box beside him, squatted down, and skillfully cut off Du Nian's outer clothes, exposing the wound, and carefully wrapped it around it, which is now soaked in blood. Carefully unwrapped the old bandage, and saw that the wound was indeed open.

"Stitches are still needed." Uncle Zhong said seriously, "I'll bandage it again first, but you will have to go through the pain of taking off the bandage again when you go to the hospital later."

Du Nian smiled palely: "It's okay, I can bear the pain. But Uncle Zhong, I remember that you can sew up the wound, so you can just sew it up for me, so you don't have to go to the hospital again."

"How can this work? Injury is not a child's play. It is safer for you to go to the hospital."

"It's the same. I really don't want to go to the hospital. What if I die on the way due to excessive blood loss? Just do me a favor..."

Du Nian's voice was getting weaker and weaker, Uncle Zhong couldn't help but look up at Xi Yin: "Young Master, look at this..."

Xi Yin frowned, waited for two seconds and said, "Help him sew."

"Yes--"

"However," Xi Yin said suddenly, "I don't have any anesthetics at home, so I'm not responsible for the pain."

"Heh..." Du Nian chuckled, turned to look at Uncle Zhong: "Let's get started."

Uncle Zhong nodded, and took out the medical alcohol, as well as special surgical suture needles and suture threads. These equipment that should have appeared in a professional operating room were unexpectedly complete in Xi's house.

While Uncle Zhong was making preparations, Du Nian raised his chin again and said to Xi Yin: "Do you want to stay with me? Don't you feel at ease if you don't watch?"

"Officer Du feels too good about himself." Xi Yin glanced at him, then suddenly withdrew his knees and turned to go downstairs: "Uncle Zhong will leave it to you, I'll go have breakfast."

"Okay." Uncle Zhong had already supported Du Nian who was leaning back in time before agreeing.

And Du Nian himself reacted quickly, he put his left hand behind his back the moment Xi Yin retracted his legs, otherwise he would probably have to have a "close contact" with the steps again.

Watching Xi Yin turn the corner of the stairs, Uncle Zhong sighed in a low voice: "You don't want the young master to see how the wound is being stitched up, you can say it well, why do you have to provoke him?"

"Will he listen to me if I say it well?" Du Nian shook his head and chuckled, "Now if I say east, he will go west, and if I say south, he will go north. If I tell him not to stare here, he will definitely stay there forever Don't leave until the sewing is finished."

Uncle Zhong thought for a while and felt that this was indeed the case, so he couldn't help but sighed.

When the needle and thread were ready, Uncle Zhong used a cotton ball dipped in alcohol to wipe Du Nian's wound first. It could be seen that his muscles were tense, but he still gritted his teeth and did not make a sound.

"It's about to start, hold back."

Uncle Zhong's words didn't drop, and the needle pierced the skin quickly and steadily. Du Nian's body froze for a moment, and it took him a long time to hear him let out a sigh of relief.

Uncle Zhong was afraid that he was in too much pain, so he wanted to divert his attention, so he said, "By the way, Officer Du—"

"You should call me Du Nian." Du Nian interrupted him, took two deep breaths and then said, "You watched me grow up too, so why be so unfamiliar."

"...Yes." Uncle Zhong's eyes sank, and there was too much emotion that had been covered up to the point where there was no trace of it before it could stir up any waves.

"Speaking of watching growing up..."

At this moment, Du Nian suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and showed an expression that wasn't exactly a smile, but it could only be seen that there was some nostalgia and a vague warmth.

"I remember when I was young, Xi Le would cry every time he saw me hurt, and it was the kind of crying that couldn't be persuaded..."

When Uncle Zhong heard this, he couldn't help but move his hands.

"Officer Du, try not to mention the young master in front of the young master from now on." Uncle Zhong's words contained a faint warning.

Du Nian exhaled and smiled: "Isn't it in front of him?"

"...It's better not to mention that."

When Uncle Zhong said this, he didn't look at Du Nian, but turned to a corner under the stairs.

There is the blind spot of Du Nian's line of sight.

And that stubborn and lonely figure has never left since just now.

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