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Jiang Biying took out a catalog from her small bag and handed it to Song Wenyuan, "The first edition of the catalog was released for the ancient painting you sent to the auction last time. Take a look, is there anything that needs to be revised?"

Kang Tianzhen took the catalog and turned to the page of ancient paintings. The yellowed and wrinkled ancient paintings have been repaired by Song Wenyuan's skillful hands. People are overwhelmed by the full brushstrokes of the ancients at a glance.

Song Wenyuan took a look, "Your auction house is an expert in this, so I won't comment."

"Okay," Jiang Biying nodded, "In a few days, the preview tour will be held in Beijing, Shanghai, Hong Kong, and Nanjing at the end of May. Do you want to participate?"

"I'll go if I have nothing else to do."

Kang Tianzhen looked at him, "Then I will go too."

Song Wenyuan laughed, "Okay."

Jiang Biying said angrily, "Don't show your affection in front of me? The relationship between the three of us is very complicated."

Her voice was as beautiful as a lark, but it shook the ward into silence.

"... Show affection?" Song Wenyuan turned his head slightly, seeing Kang Tianzhen staring at him in a daze, his face flushed from his cheeks to the roots of his ears, he couldn't help chuckling, raised his uninjured hand, and held Kang Tianzhen hand.

The warmth of the palm made the pores of the whole body open lazily. Kang Tianzhen was obsessed with this feeling of skin-to-skin contact. He looked into Song Wenyuan's eyes ignorantly, saw his own reflection in his deep pool-like pupils, and happily Laughing, this feeling has never been tried, but it makes people addicted from the bottom of their hearts.

Neither of them spoke, they looked at each other and laughed in unison.

At that moment, the pale ward seemed to have a color, and the tender green vines quickly pulled hair leaves from the two hands, crawled out of the bed, climbed over the wall, climbed up to the ceiling, and covered the entire room lushly. , winding down from overhead lights on the ceiling, blooming pink flowers.

Jiang Biying took out the powder with a bored face, and adjusted her makeup in front of the mirror. This brand of powder cream is really not very long-lasting...

After sending Jiang Biying away, Kang Tianzhen sighed, "It's amazing, I feel like I loved her to death yesterday, but today I fell in love with you. Love is really an elusive thing."

Filled with joy, Song Wenyuan felt a sense of crisis, and joked, "Then if you meet someone better than me tomorrow..."

Before he finished speaking, Kang Tianzhen's eyes sparkled with hearts, and his hands clenched into fists, "If sister Zhiling proposes to me, I will still abandon you."

Song Wenyuan covered his forehead: It feels like the aftereffects of the concussion are onset...

It was already the afternoon of the third day when Hong Yang woke up. His father went to jail, his mother remarried, and after his grandma passed away, he was alone in this world, so no one stayed in the ward to pray and worry for him.

He opened his eyes and saw the setting sun pass through the curtains, casting mottled light and shadows on the wall. He stared blankly for a while, then closed his eyes again, not knowing when the nurse would find out that he had woken up.

"Hong Yang?" A beautiful voice rang in his ears.

Hong Yang rolled his eyes, and saw Jiang Biying standing up from the stool in front of the bed, bending over to look at himself, with long black hair hanging down naturally, and in an instant, he felt that this girl was so beautiful that it made one's heart beat.

Jiang Biying put down the ipad, rang the bell to call the doctor, and said to him, "I happen to be fine, and I didn't want to watch them show their affection in Wenyuan ward, so I hid here. It's great that you woke up."

Hong Yang's throat was so hot that he couldn't speak. He opened his mouth and tried to pull out a brighter smile.

Jiang Biying laughed along with him, "It seems that you are recovering well, so I can rest assured."

In the past few days, Kang Tianzhen came to the hospital to take care of Song Wenyuan every day, and met Jiang Biying who was also carrying a thermal lunch box in the corridor several times, and then she rolled her eyes, and the two entered their respective wards.

"Goddess Biying seems to hate me even more," Kang Tianzhen said dejectedly after entering the door, "She just ignored me before, but now she rolls her eyes at me."

Song Wenyuan laughed, "She has a straightforward personality, and such a person is actually very easy to get along with."

"Yeah, oh..." Kang Tianzhen sighed, "After all, I stole her man away, just rolling my eyes is already her tutor, if I meet a aggressive one, I will pounce on me and take off my clothes." possible."

"..." The corner of Song Wenyuan's mouth twitched, "I'm thinking too much, you're not a mistress, I've never been with her before."

"Hey, do you think the tenth grandpa will be mad if he finds out that we are together?" Kang Tianzhen suddenly put on a smirk, and happily set up a small dining table for Song Wenyuan's hospital bed, "Hurry up and eat quickly , I’m going to get angry with that old man after eating.”

"Leave him alone," Song Wenyuan laughed, and stopped him from placing bowls and chopsticks on the dining table. "My leg is not seriously injured. Sitting on the bed and eating is not comfortable. Let's eat on the table."

Kang Tianzhen helped Song Wenyuan get out of bed, and the two of them laid out dishes and chopsticks on the small table in the ward. They were steamed pork with rice noodles, mountain spring tofu, baby vegetables in soup, and water shield and whitebait soup packed from the stewed building. The small ward was suddenly filled with The aroma of food.

Song Wenyuan's right arm was broken, so he had to hold chopsticks with his left hand. Fortunately, he is not completely right-handed, and he can barely pick up vegetables with his left hand, but it is very difficult.

Kang Tianzhen looked at the slightly trembling chopsticks, not only showed no sympathy, but became malicious. He deliberately touched him with the chopsticks, and they fell off as soon as he touched them. Song Wenyuan's face turned black.

"Pfft ha ha ha..." Kang Tianzhen picked up a piece of dried shrimp in the baby dish with his superb chopstick skills, and slowly put it into his mouth like a slow-motion playback, showing an ecstasy expression on his face, "It's really delicious... ...Mmm..."

Song Wenyuan hooked his neck, kissed his lips directly, licked the warm upper lip gently, the tip of his tongue drove straight in, rolled up his slippery tongue, wantonly teasing.

Without going back and forth, Kang Tianzhen was already out of breath, with his mouth half-opened, looking completely stupid as to give and take. Song Wenyuan smiled and let him go, and before leaving, he did not forget to roll away the dried shrimp with the tip of his tongue.

——Well, it is really delicious.

Kang Tianzhen's face was full of shame and indignation, fine sweat dripped from his smooth forehead, and he said angrily, "You! You are simply sexual harassment!"

Song Wenyuan gave him a warm smile, didn't speak, but the subtext was quite clear: harass as long as you harass, and I will only harass you.

"...Next time, don't disturb me for dinner next time," Kang Tianzhen condemned him majesticly, but his cheeks are flushed and the corners of his eyes are moist, and he has no deterrent power at all.

Sure enough, Song Wenyuan rubbed his head and agreed gently, "Okay."

How dare you perfunctory me! ! !While eating, Kang Tianzhen thought angrily: It seems that improving kissing skills in a short period of time has become a top priority. What my mother said is right, there is no limit to learning, so what about identifying geniuses?So what can I do if I memorize the "Outline of National History"?Isn't it breathless from being kissed?I simply lost my handsome face!

Hong Yang recuperated for more than a week, and finally he recovered. The police came to record a statement. Song Wenyuan hung his arms and waited outside his ward with Kang Tianzhen and Jiang Biying.

"Could it be that the gangsters are really going to Hongyang today?" Jiang Biying asked, "Is it because of the identification meeting?"

Kang Tianzhen said, "Xiaoxiao told me last night that he caught those gangsters. They said that a Chinese paid them to gag Hong Yang, not Kembard."

Jiang Biying said, "Ken Bud will not come forward to buy the murderer himself, there must be subordinates."

"It shouldn't be Kembard," Song Wenyuan shook his head. "I heard that he is missing, and he has probably fled back to England. He is busy cleaning himself up, so how can he have the energy to pay Hong Yang for revenge?"

In the ward, two police officers sat on chairs and showed several photos, "At 5 o'clock in the evening on May 3, were these people attacking you?"

Hong Yang nodded vigorously and shouted excitedly, "It's them, a total of 8 people, you caught them? Comrade police, please strictly interrogate them and find out who is behind them. Let me tell you, this is an accidental crime. Organize premeditated violent actions, a few people are fully armed, do you know what weapons they are holding? U-shaped locks! I can shoot my head in one go, if I am not clever, watching all directions, The U-shaped lock has already been taken off. At that time, I was resisting the attack of a thug. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw another person waving the U-shaped lock and rushed over. It was really a thread of life. One bent over..."

"Cough, cough," the police officers coughed dryly, "Well, Mr. Hong, let's talk about these eight people."

Hong Yang was very unhappy when his self-report was interrupted, "I'm just talking about these 8 people."

"We don't need to add too much deductive content for now."

"Okay then," Hong Yang said angrily, "How did you catch these eight people?"

The policeman smiled self-deprecatingly, "The camera in the underground parking lot was destroyed in advance that night. We tried our best, but we still couldn't figure it out. But just after 3 o'clock the night before, a van with a license plate was thrown at the gate of the Public Security Bureau. Eight people were released, all without clothes, tied with hemp rope like rice dumplings, and we interrogated them all night, only to find out that they were the eight people who attacked you.”

After listening to his unbelievable narration, Hong Yang probably understood whose style it was, "Since it's a deck, I probably don't want you to know who does good deeds without leaving a name."

"Decking cards is a violation of the traffic law," a police officer said helplessly. "It's not illegal for people in the public security system to hold other citizens hostage, but... oh..."

"Hahaha..." Hong Yang raised his head and laughed unkindly, his whole face wrinkled when he suddenly got involved in the wound, "cough...fuck it hurts..."

The policeman took out his iPad, "According to the gangster's confession, we called up the surveillance video of the Yenong Tea Restaurant, and we found the person who hired them with money. Mr. Hong, look at this person, do you know him?"

The light in the tea restaurant was always dim, and the video was blurry, but Hong Yang carefully identified it for a long time, and slapped his thigh suddenly, "Fuck! This is Director Liu of the museum!"

"That Director Liu?"

"Liu Aimin, director of the security department," Hong Yang said angrily, "it's him, I know him even when he turned into ashes, this guy has a very good personal relationship with Kenbald, and Kenbald helped arrange for his son to study in England."

The police officers suddenly became tense, "Is he the one who stole "The Original Meaning of the Book of Changes" from the museum and sold it to Kembard?"

"I don't know," Hong Yang shook his head, "Ken Bud didn't let me participate in this matter, but I think it's [-]% sure. Otherwise, why would Ke Bud arrange for his son to study abroad? He is a collector and not a philanthropist. Now, looking at it this way, this Liu Aimin..." He stroked his chin and thought, "It is very likely that he is the one who guarded himself and stole himself. He even beat me up, obviously because he was afraid that I would reveal his relationship with Kembard. People don't talk nonsense... Oh my God, comrade policeman, this man wants to kill me!"

After recording the statement, several police officers were on the car back to the Public Security Bureau, all of them looked haggard, and a small police officer said to the team leader, "Boss, next time whoever is disobedient, send someone to record this Hong Yang, who talks too much." He also likes to make up his mind, he is simply too disturbing..."