born of love

"Let's sing, I'm bored..." Bai Yuan pursed his lips, his eyes were filled with tears, and the light was shining, making people unable to look away.

"I really don't sing." Lin Feng's Adam's apple twitched, he swallowed his saliva, and looked at the head of the bed with a firm attitude, "Shall I read you the newspaper?"

"Oh, that's fine." Bai Yuan nodded lazily, but still opened his arms, "I'm tired from lying down, I want to sit on the sofa."

Changing the posture can also help relieve stress. Lin Feng lifted the quilt, carried the person to the sofa two steps away, and before letting go, his lover leaned on the armrest and almost fell down. He quickly stuffed two people behind the person. Another cushion was stuffed on the side, and then he sat down and supported the person leaning against him, and shook off the blanket beside him to cover his lover's slender and sickly legs lying on the ground.

The person in his arms slid straight down, Lin Feng simply put one hand around his waist, lifted it up, shook open the newspaper with the other hand, and read:

"The Ling's Enterprise Building in Binhai City is about to collapse, and the bankruptcy process has already started..."

His heart skipped a beat twice, Bai Yuan was leaning aside with a lack of interest, but he also leaned over, and the two of them watched together.

On the same page as the bankruptcy of Ling's company, there is also the news that the mayor of Binhai City has been detained by the Discipline Inspection Commission for corruption and bribery.

The page was huge and the length was very long. After reading it, the two looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

From Lin Feng's point of view, he hated Ling Changan and wanted to kill him, but he never thought that his family would be involved in this matter, and he never thought that a huge family, a huge enterprise, would actually It can fall apart in just over a week, and it will never return to its former glory.

He couldn't have known better what bankruptcy meant.

Thinking from Bai Yuan's point of view, apart from feeling relieved, he felt a little fear. When he was rescued that day, he was unconscious but did not completely disappear. He vaguely remembered the voice of his lover at that time, and he was afraid of Lin Feng in his heart. The family background that is not mentioned has more doubts and awe.

By accident, the two young people felt that it was Lin Feng's background who was messing up the situation behind the scenes, but they ignored the father of Bai Yuan, a senior official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Time flies, and when the matter was settled many years later, the two of them brought it up while chatting, only then did they realize that they were both wrong.

"What's going on?" Huo Ting asked the military doctor, staring at the man in the observation room who was wearing a restraint belt all over his body.

"The traumatic brain injury caused epidural edema, the rescue was not timely, and he went into shock halfway through." The military doctor frowned helplessly. "It's lucky that he was able to be rescued, but because the brain was hypoxic for too long, he woke up like this."

"This appearance means..." Huo Ting asked.

"To put it simply, it's quadriplegic, blind, and unable to take care of themselves." The military doctor knew that Huo Ting didn't understand medical terms, so he translated it into the words of a normal person, "I can't help it. I came too late, and my brain was full of blood during the CT scan." Mouth..."

Huo Ting sighed. He originally thought that now that the Ling family has collapsed, this person should be sent back, but how can he send him back in this state?

"Teacher, it's safe to send it back in this state." The chief of staff stood behind him. He and Huo Ting also had a comrade-in-arms friendship from the previous battlefield, so they knew everything, "Although the Ling family is down, the Ling family will not There is no one, it is difficult for them to guarantee that they will not be demons again, and if they send such people back, even if they want to investigate, they will not be able to find out."

This is not unreasonable, the matter has come to this point, but there is no other way.

"Arranged, send it back," Huo Ting left with his hands behind his back, "Don't have an accident on the way back, it's really hard to tell."

Bai Yuan stayed in the hospital for another month due to his illness, and was finally discharged from the hospital before the dog days.

On the day of discharge from the hospital, Zhang Ningchen happened to have a bye, so she took Yu Xiaotong to the apartment of the two of them to clean up, and then bought some vegetables to cook, which was a welcome for Bai Yuan.

Lin Feng finished the discharge procedures early, went back to the ward and pushed his wife home, and met an ambulance at the gate, afraid of being hit by people coming and going, Lin Feng dragged his wife's wheelchair to avoid two steps to the side, waiting for that When the person on the stretcher was transferred to the gurney and pushed through the door, the two of them saw the side face and froze there.

The patient's mouth was crooked, but his face was still familiar.

"Ling, Ling Chang'an?" Bai Yuan was afraid that he might be wrong, so he turned to ask his husband.

"Okay, it seems to be." Lin Feng stuttered and responded with his wife, and the two looked at each other, neither hiding their shock.

What exactly is going on?

"Bai Yuan?!"

A woman who was following the medical staff was about to run in when she saw the two of them from the side. She rushed over and knelt down with a "plop", her face was covered with tears, and she wailed. What classmate for four years, best friends and so on.

It was fine if she didn't say anything, but when she said it, the two of them were embarrassed.

Bai Yuan recalled the nightmare that made him sleepless every night when he was just rescued: hands like skeletons grasped him tightly, and those sticky and cold lips were like poisonous snake's wings, every time he woke up gasping for breath. , the nails were pinched in Lin Feng's flesh, and it took a long time to recover.

Ling Changan just took him away, he had persuaded himself before, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

But people are always like this, the more he comforts himself, the more he wants to get into the horns, the most Bai Yuan can do is not to hate Ling Changan, but he will never forgive.

Lin Feng dragged his wife's wheelchair and took another two steps back silently, then two steps back, his ten fingers on the armrest were green and white, wishing he could rush over and slap the woman a few times.

"Don't cry!" After all, he couldn't hold back, and shouted viciously, "What are you going to do?"

That woman is Ling Changan's aunt, the family business collapsed, Wanguan's family property was handed over to the state, and she still owed a butt of debts behind her. Ling Changan was thrown at the door of the old house in the middle of the night yesterday, and she was frozen and hungry all night. She was found early this morning. It was properly sent to the hospital.

Ling Changan's parents were both detained by the procuratorate. As an aunt, she was naturally the closest person. Seeing her nephew in such a state, she caught her nephew's classmate, how could she not cry and complain.

It would be even better if the nephew's classmates can initiate a donation by the way.

But this is obviously just a dream. In fact, Bai Yuan is already very kind if he doesn't throw trouble, so how can he help him?

Seeing that the woman was about to cry, Bai Yuan gave his husband a look. The two had a tacit understanding, and turned away, leaving the man's mournful cries behind, like facing the rising sun and throwing away the haze. same behind.

Even if this matter came to an end, Bai Yuan ended his cooperation with Yangzi Publishing House, and instead published his new work in a magazine under the Jiangnan Publishing House that has been in touch with him. Although he needs to regain popularity, his pseudonym It has not been changed, but it has attracted many old readers.

Tang Han knew that what happened before was his own fault. Although he tried his best to make up for it afterwards, there was a gap between the two of them, so they decided to get together and relax. The two made an appointment to sit down for a while. Can be considered a friend.

Lin Feng finally went to work in the studio after leaving without saying goodbye. Without a doubt, he was caught and scolded by the editor.

"Let's forget it this time. Since your new work is very popular, I'll let you off!" The editor is a rather strict middle-aged man, and he rarely let Lin Feng go. It doesn't look good to be late and leave early!

Lin Feng returned to his seat in a daze, and suddenly found that the name tag on the table had changed from an assistant to an artist again. It felt like a dream. He turned on the computer and browsed the comics he had published as usual, only then did he understand the reason. Holding his anger in his chest, before he had time to think about it, he rushed to the editor's office and asked loudly, "Why was my new manga posted on the studio's website?! Who told you to touch my computer?!"

"The computer belongs to the company, when did it become yours?" the editor buried his head in writing, not even bothering to give him a look.

"But the comics here are mine, why do you publish them without my consent?" Lin Feng didn't close the door, and just yelled at the editor, causing the artists and assistants behind him to glance inside.

"Young man, don't be so excited!" The editor finally finished writing what he had in hand, put down his pen and raised his eyes, motioned him to sit down and said, "Isn't your cartoon going to be published? Since it is published, according to the contract, you can only Published here, I just do it in advance."

"When did I say that I would serialize it here?" Lin Feng clenched his hands into fists, his teeth itching with hatred.

"Not serialized in the studio?" The editor looked artificially surprised, and instantly turned cold, "I remind you, you signed a three-year contract in the studio, and today only one year has passed. Your work It can only be published on the studio’s public platform, otherwise you may have to bear the risk of liquidated damages.”

When the contract was signed at the beginning, it was because Bai Yuan was hospitalized, and the daily hospitalization fee and medical expenses together cost tens of thousands, and the savings of the two were wiped out within a few days. It was also at that time that Lin Feng hurriedly decided to sign the contract, taking Only then did Bai Yuan not suffer in the hospital because he paid the first manuscript fee.

But afterwards, he found that the studio had a lot of restrictions. He showed the contract to his lawyer friend, and only then did he discover the loopholes and inequalities in it. Naturally, he regretted it very much.

But the decision was made by himself, and he could only keep an eye out in the future, not to put his favorite works in the studio, but he didn't expect to be picked up by someone.He had calculated thousands of times, and he didn't expect that the editors in the studio would be so bottomless, and they could do such a bottomless thing as turning over their own computers.

Lin Feng stood there so angry that he couldn't speak. The editor accepted it when he saw it. He accepted the sarcasm and put on a standard smile: "Actually, serialization in the studio is also very promising. Watch it carefully and draw well. I like you." .”

Only then did Lin Feng remember what he had thrown aside before: "Future? Future belongs to the studio, and the work is mine, right?"

"How can you talk like that?!" The editor raised his eyebrows.