He's playing first grade again

The night wind whizzed past, the roof of the abandoned warehouse, the wall tiles were mottled, a few rays of light leaked in, and hit Lin Jian's face, cutting out both light and dark sides, making him more and more fierce.

I don't know how long it took, and there were continuous sirens outside the warehouse.

The people on the ground ignored the wounds on their bodies, and kept smiling with all their might.

Lin Jian glanced at it and blew out the candle completely. He slowly sheathed the dagger, sat on the abandoned pool table, and waited for this moment.

With a bang, the warehouse door was opened from the outside with brute force.

The searchlights shot around the house, and finally settled on the bruised person on the ground, and the person sitting on the pool table, leaning back on the tabletop of the pool table, smiling at the bankrupt warehouse.

"Jane!"

Lin Tiancheng's eyes touched the person whose body was stained with unknown blood, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Is that still his son?

I put on clean clothes the day before yesterday, and now the clothes are stained with stains and blood, like a decadent fighter, full of fatigue and a satisfied smile.

At this moment, he felt that he had never clearly realized the temper in this son's heart.

Lin Jian glanced sideways, her thin and cool eyelids revealing her own indifference.

Oh, these are his biological parents.

Mother Lin saw the blood all over the floor when she came in, subconsciously opened her mouth slightly in surprise, raised her hand, covered her face, and dared not move forward in fright.

Lin Jian didn't care to observe the expressions of these people.

He braced his arms and looked up.

The beam of light from the roof was hitting his face, framing him in the darkness.

ended.

Lin Tiancheng quickly said to the policeman beside him: "It's okay, it's okay, he's fine, thank you."

He had his own calculations, but these things that Lin Jian did made him unable to find an excuse to smooth things over.

Lin's mother was the first to react, and ran to Lin Jian, grabbed his arm, looked up and down, checked the wound anxiously, and asked worriedly: "How is it? Are you injured? They didn't hurt you. like?"

Lin Tiancheng followed up with the words: "Yes, Ah Jian, are you okay?"

The husband and wife deliberately created a posture that both of them were kidnapped.

Lin Jian glanced at the two of them casually, fixed his gaze on Lin Tiancheng, and said with a sneer, "I'll solve it in my own way, Mr. Lin, are you satisfied with the result?"

He wished he never had his son.

fair enough.

They no longer have to reject his object in the name of their parents, he just accepts it himself.

Lin Tiancheng was so angry that his face was ashen, anyone could tell who was the perpetrator in the scene.

Even if they confuse right and wrong, Lin Jian will still be taken away to cooperate.

He didn't have any intention of resisting, he was quiet and almost calm, he pursed his lips, and was easily taken out with pride and revenge.

"elder brother!"

Just after leaving the warehouse door, a strong light came in, and he raised his hand to block the light.

The fingers cut the light into several strands of filaments.

After a pause of more than a minute, the light dimmed.

"Forehead……"

Lin Jian let out a soft snort at the force of the heavy impact in his arms.

The waist is tightly bound.

He turned sideways slightly, put his chin on his shoulder, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked him in a teasing voice: "Why are you here?"

It wasn't until he spoke that he realized that his throat had become a little hoarse due to the smoke.

The meaning of teasing fell into Ning Xuan's ears, his heart sank, and he sobbed softly on his shoulder.

Lin Jian's Adam's apple slipped, and he coaxed in a panic: "Why are you crying?"

"Brother, you don't have to do this, really, don't do this, he's not worth it, he's really not worth it."

Ning Xuan's eyes were red, his crying was choked and weak, which made Lin Jian feel distressed and panicked.

"It's fine, there's nothing worth it." Lin Jian hugged him like coaxing a child.

Even though the big kid in front of him couldn't be coaxed well at all.

"Are you injured?"

Lin Jian spread out his hands, "It's okay, I'm fine."

"The back of your hand..."

There was another burn mark on the top, even in the dark, it was incompatible with other skin colors, and Ning Xuan could spot it at a glance.

Lin Jian lowered her hands angrily, and smiled with bent lips: "It's nothing."

Ning Xuan was flustered and dazed, he was still wearing a hospital gown, there was a smell of disinfectant on his body, soaked in his unique body fragrance, mixed together, poured into Lin Jian's breath.

At this moment, he felt that everything was worth it.

With all this, he was safe and sound.

Lin Jian gently let go of him, and said to Huang Mao behind him with a cold face, "Take him back."

Huang Mao didn't dare to go forward, and stood there in embarrassment to explain: "He's coming to look for you, and he hasn't even eaten all day."

Lin Jian frowned even deeper. Facing the young man with biting lips and red eyes, he couldn't harden his heart, but still deliberately put on a cold face, and confessed: "Eat well, take good care of your body, listen to the doctor, From now on, smile more happily, understand?"

What a sensitive person Ning Xuan is.

He thought of it from the gesture of Lin Jian pushing him away.

Regardless of face, the young man was crying, and his crying made people feel distressed.

Lin Jian hugged him again, touched his cheek with his lips, "Be obedient, go back."

Ning Xuan cried even harder.

The eye sockets were red on a fair face, and the moisture from the corners of the eyes was all on Lin Jian's neck, soaking the skin.

Ning Xuan coquettishly hugged his waist, choked up and said: "Do you know what others say about me?"

"Ok?"

"They all say that I'm a little catastrophe, designed to attack people around me."

Lin Jian sighed, and coaxed helplessly: "No, you have always been a little lucky star."

"No, my parents, and you...Brother, I'm sorry, I'm really a disaster star, causing accidents to everyone around me, really..."

"It's not like that, you're not, okay?" Lin Jian coaxed softly.

To him, this person is more precious than his life.

"Then you can prove it to me, don't go in, don't admit it, okay?" Ning Xuan finished in one breath.

Lin Jian's heart skipped a beat.

His ending, from the beginning of his lonely plan, has been thought of.

No matter whether you advance or retreat, it is a cliff, and the ending can only be smashed to pieces.

Ning Xuan saw his hesitation, and gently pinched his waist: "Brother, what are you thinking? You are not allowed to go in, did you hear me?"

No one would understand that the moment Huang Mao found him and brought Lin Jian's words to him, his heart felt as if rubbish had been rubbed into it, and slowly, the pain spread to all internal organs.

Huang Mao had never seen a person turn pale and lose all blood in an instant.

He seemed to be so angry that he didn't say a word for half an hour.

Ning Xuan still didn't give up, and said with a pursed mouth: "Brother, I don't like the nurse to help me take a bath, can you help me wipe my body and take a bath? I don't like takeaway either, can you do it for me?"

Lin Jian's eyes were gloomy, and he paused for a moment before he let out a deep breath, exhausted his last breath, and whispered softly in his ear: "I'm sorry."

I am sorry.

Those three words rejected all of Ning Xuan's prayers to him.

He knows how hard he strikes.

Ning Xuan's uncle, he wants to bring him down in one go.

Wasn't this result expected from the very beginning?

It is rare to have both in the world.

Regardless of anyone's eyes, Lin Jian kissed him lightly on the lips, without saying a word, followed the police into the car.

The gust of wind blows Ning Xuan's large hospital gown aside, his thin figure stands in the wind, and the dampness on the boy's eyelashes is getting thicker and thicker.

In the end, it formed a crystal drop, which could fall down.

Hesitation, helplessness, fear.

Uncle Ning's injury report has come out.

A lawsuit was filed against Lin Jian.

Lin Jian already knew his end, his way was cruel, simple and reckless.

But every time he thinks of the young man in his heart telling him, his heart is full of pain and lingering.

His arms covered the table, covering his face lightly.

Mother Lin came to see him twice.

Lin Jian had no expression on his face, and before leaving, he asked, "How is he?"

Lin's mother's eyes wandered, and when she saw her son's firm eyes, she was not lying.

"This child has a very strong backbone. He is on a hunger strike and his body is getting weaker and weaker. Oh, and here are my chat records with him."

Lin Jian looked at the sentence sent by Ning Xuan: "If he doesn't come out, let me starve to death."

Inexplicably, he pulled his lips, smiled, and confessed: "Let him eat well, no matter how skinny he is, he won't feel fleshy anymore."

Lin's mother said "Yes": "Your Uncle Jie knows a famous lawyer, and he is not afraid of his Ning family's influence. Don't worry, Mommy will definitely let you go out to study hard."

"Don't pretend to be for me, I won't save your son. And don't ask that person to help me, I did it myself, and I will bear the consequences." Lin Jian finished speaking expressionlessly.

Lin's mother quickly figured out the meaning of his words, and sighed: "Your father and I will rescue you, no matter what, trust us."

The lawyer hired by Lin's mother is a well-known Chinese lawyer with a strong international reputation.

During the bail period, relatives have been prohibited from visiting relatives, so Lin Jian communicated with the lawyer.

The lawyer occasionally expressed some legal terms in English, and Lin Jian listened calmly.

In his hand, there is another trump card.

It was the decision he made when he heard Lin Tiancheng say that Uncle Ning Xuan was related to his parents that day.

He didn't just let him die in a car accident.

When he saw it, he dropped the phone.

Let him let go of all his defenses in that dark time, and stimulate him to say everything.

Lin Jian is about to take the college entrance examination, and can no longer afford to spend time in litigation.

The Lin family paid money to release Lin Jian on bail, and Lin Tiancheng handed over this piece of evidence and filed a complaint against Ning Xuan's uncle.

In the shopping mall, he followed the Ning family regardless of money, and with the help of Lin's mother, he saved a lot of thought.

In just half a month, the Ning family was defeated.

Ning Xuan personally appeared in court to testify, the injuries on his body and the boy's distressing self-report made the judge completely judge his uncle.

There are still five days until the end of April.

Ning Xuan finally saw Lin Jian, he lost a lot of weight, and his outline became clearer.

The decadent vicissitudes of life settled on him, and there was an extra maturity that did not belong to this age.

He became less talkative, without the gags he used to make, as if he was a different person.

Ning Xuan went on a hunger strike to protest until the man came to the ward with the food himself.

He sat beside him heavily and helped him pour the cold water that had been left in the glass.

Ning Xuan was like a young man with golden branches and jade leaves, keeping silent, his eyes following Lin Jian's figure.

Lin Jian brought him hot water again and put it next to him.

Then slowly opened the lunch box, "You're starving."

"No." The person on the bed turned his head the next second after meeting his gaze, "I'm sleepy, let's go."

Lin Jian picked up a chopstick of food, helped him adjust the position, and touched him lightly: "How about some food? I made it myself. Although it's not very good, I haven't given it to Huangmao and the others if they want to eat."