I ate soft rice in those years

Around New Year's Eve, the weather was too cold. When Chu Wenlin came out, he only wore a coat that wasn't too thick. At this time, he looked a little thin. "What do you want to say?"

Chu Xingchen raised his hand, took a puff of the cigarette in his hand, and exhaled it with a serious expression, "Do you think Zhuang Wen likes you?"

This question can be discussed later, but there is one question Chu Wenlin still wants to raise, "You are still young, don't smoke, put out the cigarette."

The main reason is that he does not want to smoke secondhand smoke.

Hearing what he said, Chu Xingchen laughed, without much warmth in his smile, "Do you remember to take care of me at this time?"

Chu Wenlin didn't understand what he meant, but the smell of cigarettes blowing in the cold wind made him a little uncomfortable, "Chu Xingchen..."

"You really can't tell?" Chu Xingchen interrupted him, staring at him, "Zhuang Wen doesn't like you, she doesn't want to be with you."

Chu Wenlin was silent for a while, and a gust of cold wind blew by, causing him some headaches, "Let's go in and talk first."

"Don't change the subject, I'm going to tell you the truth today." Chu Xingchen raised his eyebrows, as if he was about to make the point clear.

Chu Wenlin sighed in his heart, he knew it all, but can he go into the room and say, it's really cold outside.

He turned around and wanted to open the door, but Chu Xingchen stretched out his hand to stop him, but saw a few people walking out of it.

They all wore black down jackets, had strange hairstyles, and held cigarettes in their hands. The leader glanced at Chu Xingchen and narrowed his eyes, "Hey, isn't this Chu Xingchen who our hero saved the beauty from?"

"..."

Chu Xingchen looked at them coldly, but did not speak.

These are a group of people who are eating, drinking and waiting to die in the school. Relying on their good family background, they have done a lot of evil. The last time Zhuang Wen was harassed by them on the way back from being a tutor, it was Chu Xingchen who appeared and rescued her.

"Why don't you talk, are you scared?" Several people leaned over and surrounded them.

Chu Xingchen snorted coldly, "I don't know who lost a tooth last time?"

The expression of the person opposite froze. Chu Xingchen had learned Taekwondo, so it was easy to deal with several people.

"You're looking for a beating." The man clenched the cigarette in his mouth and pointed at Chu Xingchen, "Last time there were three people, look at how many people are here this time, I won't talk to you unless I beat you to the hospital Surname." After waving his hand, the person behind nodded and went back to the room to call out all the people who came to the party today.

Chu Wenlin, who had no grievances with them, expressed his innocence. He suggested: "Otherwise, everyone calm down and talk slowly if you have something to say?"

The man across from him glanced at him, "Who are you?"

"None of your business." Chu Xingchen glanced at him, "Hurry up and leave."

Chu Wenlin thought it was right, and when he was about to nod his head and leave, the person on the opposite side blocked the way. Who knows if he will go out to call the police, anyway, he is not going to get out of the way, "Don't even think about leaving today."

After speaking, he took out the cigarette in his mouth and exhaled a mouthful of white smoke.

The strong smell of cigarettes made Chu Wenlin cough, and the others didn't pay much attention to it. The people who called had already arrived, and a dozen strong men surrounded the yard. The smell of alcohol was the smell of smoke. Chu Wenlin's consciousness followed suit. The panting gradually became blurred.

Chu Xingchen seemed to be talking to that person, and started arguing.

He stretched out his hand to ask Chu Xingchen to call 120 for help, but he couldn't hold it in the middle, and fell limply to the ground.

No one expected this sudden accident. Hearing the sound of falling to the ground, Chu Xingchen turned his head and saw Chu Wenlin who was on the ground stunned for a moment, hesitantly knelt down to help him up, but paused for a moment in the middle.

Chu Wenlin clutched his chest, unable to speak, and could only breathe heavily.

The snowy weather outside was too cold, and the cold air mixed with various turbid smells poured into his mouth, making Chu Wenlin even more out of breath.

Seeing his extremely pale face, Chu Xingchen panicked a little. He quickly took out his mobile phone and called an ambulance, his fingers trembling a little.

The others didn't get over it, they just stood there and didn't respond. It took a while before someone asked the man in the lead, "What's going on here?"

Seeing that Chu Wenlin didn't look like a fake, the man clicked his tongue. He wanted to teach Chu Xingchen a lesson, but he didn't want to kill anyone. "Let's go."

Anyway, they haven't done anything yet, so I can't blame them.

The commotion here was too loud, and Zhuang Wen and Lin Fanna heard it in the box. When they opened the door, they saw a group of people leaving with dark faces. At the end of the corridor, who were Chu Wenlin and Chu Xingchen? .

But it doesn't look right.

Zhuang Wen and Lin Fanna looked at each other and rushed over.

Zhuang Wen couldn't help walking even more hastily. Seeing Chu Wenlin lying on the ground, she opened her eyes wide, "What happened? Why did your brother's asthma attack?"

She squatted down in a hurry, looking for the breathing spray on Chu Wenlin's body.

Chu Xingchen raised his head, staring straight at Zhuang Wen with his dark eyes, "Asthma?"

Just now, seeing Chu Wenlin's symptoms, he guessed a little bit, but now that Zhuang Wen said it, he was sure.

"You don't know?" Zhuang Wen looked at him in surprise.

Although Chu Wenlin's asthma has only started to show symptoms in the past few years, as his younger brother, it makes no sense not to know.

Chu Xingchen moved his Adam's apple, lowered his eyes, and did not answer.

Finally, Zhuang Wen found the spray. Chu Wenlin took a dose, and the medicine went down his mouth, but his chest still seemed to be stuffed, and he couldn't breathe. The scene in front of him began to blur, and he slowly closed his eyes. .

Seeing this, everyone was very anxious. At this moment, the sound of an ambulance was faintly heard outside. Zhuang Wen called to Chu Xingchen, "Hurry up, take him out and wait."

Chu Xingchen picked up Chu Wenlin and walked outside, but suddenly saw someone coming from the other end of the corridor. Chu Xingchen didn't have time to pay attention, but was blocked by a wheelchair.

"Uncle?" Zhuang Wen covered her mouth in surprise.

Zhuang Zongyuan didn't speak, and directly put his arms around Chu Wenlin's waist, trying to pull him into his arms.

Chu Xingchen didn't let go, Zhuang Zongyuan looked up at him.

Sen Han's eyes immediately froze him in place.

The sound of the ambulance outside was getting closer and closer, and it was about to reach the door of the hotel. Chu Xingchen clenched his lips tightly and had no choice but to let go.

Zhuang Zongyuan let Chu Wenlin lie on his shoulders, and Secretary Yuan pushed him outside.

Chu Xingchen followed silently beside him.

"You don't need to follow." Zhuang Zongyuan patted Chu Wenlin's back lightly, listened to his rapid breathing, and said without squinting at the front,

"He's my brother, so of course we have to follow." Chu Xingchen was still covered in thin sweat, and at this moment, being blown by the wind, his heart felt cool.

Zhuang Zongyuan didn't speak, his heart was anxious with Chu Wenlin's panting, and he couldn't talk to people normally anymore.

Chu Wenlin was sent to the ambulance, Zhuang Zongyuan glanced at Chu Xingchen, and coldly raised the corner of his mouth, "Do you really think of him as your brother? I can't see it."

After speaking, Zhuang Zongyuan got into the car and went straight to the hospital.

Chu Xingchen rubbed his forehead and sighed deeply, with complicated emotions.

Lin Fanna asked Zhuang Wen from behind, with worry on her face, "Why don't we go and have a look."

Zhuang Wen shook her head, "Forget it, sometimes his asthma is caused by too many people, and we can't help if we go. I'll call my uncle and aunt and tell them."

Chu Xingchen turned to look at her, "When did he have asthma?"

"Huh? It was a few years ago, and I don't remember clearly." Zhuang Wen was holding her mobile phone to call Chu Wenlin's father, Chu Huiwen. The relationship was forgotten, and he asked suspiciously: "You really don't know? At that time, he went abroad for treatment."

"Going abroad for treatment?" Chu Xingchen fell silent as if he had thought of something. After a while, he went back to his room, picked up his things, and walked out, "I'm going to the hospital."

"Huh?" Lin Fanna and Zhuang Wen didn't react, but Chu Xingchen took a taxi and left.

Lin Fanna couldn't help sighing, "It seems that their relationship is really bad, he didn't know that his brother had this disease?"

Zhuang Wen shook her head, "I can't figure it out either, he should know."

Chu Xingchen sat in the taxi and looked out the window. At this time, every family was celebrating the New Year at home, few shops were open, and the roadside was dark, with occasional flashes of light.

There were red lights all the way, and when he arrived at the hospital, he was told that Chu Wenlin had been taken away.

Chu Wenlin was taken back home by Zhuang Zongyuan, not the urban villa where he lived before, because the doctor ordered a quiet place to facilitate his recovery, so Zhuang Zongyuan took him to the manor where the banquet was held before.During this period, Chu Huiwen called, but Chu Wenlin didn't worry him too much, and said that he was in good health.

But it actually got worse.

So this time, Chu Wenlin was really protected by Zhuang Zongyuan like a piece of porcelain. The underfloor heating in the room was properly turned on, and one could even step on it without wearing shoes. The quilt was also made of expensive silk, which was extremely soft.

In fact, he didn't quite get used to it, but Zhuang Zongyuan became stronger after his illness, with a very gentle smile on his mouth, but he didn't allow Chu Wenlin to refuse any intimacy from him, "Your brother and Zhuang Wen will come over today. "

"I heard you say it yesterday. When will they come?"

"Soon." Zhuang Zongyuan touched his smooth forehead, "Do you feel unwell today?"

Chu Wenlin shook his head, "It's okay."

The housekeeper knocked on the door, "Mr. Zhuang, Miss Zhuang and the others are here."

"Let them wait for a while." Zhuang Zongyuan said lightly, reached out and unbuttoned Chu Wenlin's pajamas, took it off and put it aside, changed him into soft and comfortable clothes, and led him out of the bedroom.

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