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Lin Jianbai was born in Zhejiang, an ordinary single-parent family. His father was a qualified soldier, and the education instilled in him was very thin. Strictly speaking, it was how to balance the country and the family.

"Jianbai, only if the country is defended, will there be a home."

This is the sentence that Lin Jianbai has heard the most. Over time, he has an inexplicable feeling about the death, gunpowder, and responsibility described by his father.

Young children are full of enthusiasm and yearn for the outside world.

It is Lin Jianbai's own dream to join the army. From the moment he put on the uniform, he knew that he had devoted his life to the country. This was his mission and his duty.

The father did not survive a battle, which is the most honorable ending for a soldier.

When something happened suddenly at home, relatives did not help, but fell into trouble. It was also this incident that made Lin Jianbai understand that family affection is just as thin as a piece of paper.

He became the only man in the family, the burden on his shoulders was heavy, and his ambition was higher than before.

After making great achievements on the battlefield again and again, Lin Jianbai took his father's dream to defend the territory under his feet, escaped from death countless times, his hands were stained with more blood, and the scars on his body were intertwined. His heart gradually became numb and cold-blooded.

Transferred from the capital to Shanghai, the military power was exploited, and the superior asked him to serve as a guardian envoy. Lin Jianbai obeyed the arrangement, and used the shortest time to adapt to the unfamiliar environment, and placed the old subordinates who came with him one by one in this luxurious city.

Not long after, Lin Jianbai brought his only relative, his sister Lin Xue, to Shanghai.

Life is monotonous, but dangerous. Shanghai is full of too much darkness, far more than Beijing. Lin Jianbai is not good at those schemes and calculations. Betrayed by his colleagues, relatives, and comrades-in-arms makes it difficult for him to trust anyone anymore.

He is always vigilant, and the gun in his hand is always fired at the first time, faster and more accurate than his opponent.

Destiny is a mysterious thing, no one knows what will happen at the next intersection, or what will happen in the next second, but what will change may be a lifetime.

The banquet jointly held by Paramount Rongsi and Lu's Enterprise was not simple. This was Lin Jianbai's first feeling when he received the invitation. From the information he received, he concluded that the underground party would take action.

Everything was as expected, Rong Si revealed his purpose, the shooting happened, and the hidden underground party surfaced, but there was an accident.

Lin Jianbai, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, is more sensitive than ordinary people. When the crisis hits behind him, his hand has already touched his waist, but at this moment, there is a slightly hot body pressing on his back, and there is a depressive breath in his ear, accompanied by The sound of metal entering flesh.

The sudden impact made Lin Jianbai stop, his military boots wiped a step on the ground, his hand clasped the man's arm, and threw it out mercilessly.

The young man who fell on the ground had delicate features and a bookish look that he was not familiar with. There was a cinnabar mole under the corner of his eye, which vividly set off his pale face.

Lin Jianbai looked at him indifferently and contemptuously, his hands tightened suddenly, and Rong Si's voice sounded beside him, revealing the identity of the young man.

Lu family?Lin Jianbai raised his sword eyebrows, his expression became gloomy, it was another scene.

The back of his hand felt slightly cool, the young man's fingertips left a mark on his hand, his bloodless lips were tightly pressed, obviously very weak, blood gushed out from his arm, and he was sweating coldly in pain, while those black and white eyes There is no trace of panic in the eyes, calm and composed, with a carefully hidden desire to survive.

It reminded him of a cat he'd seen as a child, dying.

Lin Jianbai squinted his deep eyes, and in an instant, something cut open in his eyes.

The next moment, his eyes were fierce, the pistol was pulled out suddenly, and with a bang, it hit the killer who was in the crowd between the eyebrows.

In the end, why did not kill the young man? Lin Jianbai attributed this decision to not wanting to have conflicts with the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.

Things seemed to be unpredictable, Lin Jianbai met the young man, Lu Qiufeng again.

In a year's time, there was one more person in the General's Mansion, and there were also more laughter.

Lin Jianbai is not a gentleman, he also has selfishness and a man's possessiveness, he did not study why he approached the young man he liked, but kept him by his side with a tough attitude.

After hearing the news from his subordinates and learning that the young man had contact with Rong Si, Lin Jianbai felt angry, betrayed, and uneasy that made him feel strange.

That person is his, this is the most direct answer from the heart.

For the first time in Lin Jianbai's life, he couldn't control his reason and smashed his fist on the mirror.

That night, Lin Jianbai went to Paramount, and when he saw Rong Si sitting with the young man in an intimate posture, he felt very dazzling and felt very uncomfortable.

"Go home." The expression on his face was as indifferent and forceful as his tone, but Lin Jianbai's heart was not like that.

He thought, what should the young man do if he says no and refuses on the spot?Fortunately, not long after, the young man got up and walked towards him with a faint smile and trust in his eyes.

Lin Jianbai's lust was very light, and he was not obsessed with it because he was a stranger, but he knew that there was something wrong with that glass of wine after he noticed that his breathing was heavy and cloudy, and his body temperature was abnormal.

At that time, his sanity was still there, and he could go back to the room alone, take a cold shower or resist with perseverance, but he didn't do that.

Smooth skin, flexible body, slender waist, suppressed panting, soft moaning, the rhythm of breaking free, rushing into the tight and warm area again and again.

The young man's naked body covered with bruises was lying weakly on the desk, his eyes were closed tightly, his breath was weak, his wet hair stuck to his pale face, and the cinnabar mole was shockingly beautiful.

Lin Jianbai leaned over slowly, kissed his forehead with his lips, and hugged him tightly with his arms.

The medicine was just an introduction, but it was Lin Jianbai's heart that really caused the trouble.

He wanted Lu Qiufeng for a long time.

Lin Jianbai knew about the connection between the Chinese Chamber of Commerce and the underground party, but he didn't mention it in front of the young people. He didn't want to expose the young people to the shadows.

When he saw the underground party risking their lives to protect the youth, a complex emotion arose.

"Who are you from?" Lin Jianbai asked him.

The young man raised the corners of his lips and said softly, "I am from Lin Jianbai."

The heart skipped a beat, followed by the rhythm of the storm, Lin Jianbai knew he was done.

At 1932:1 am on January 9, 10, there were explosions and the smell of gunpowder. When Lin Jianbai, who was at the front, heard the report, he turned and retreated anxiously.

Looking at the young man who was getting closer, and seeing him suddenly take out a gun and point it in his direction, Lin Jianbai was stunned for a moment, and then frowned coldly.

The first time I didn't worry about my own safety, but I wondered if the youth was threatened.

No, Lin Jianbai's heart tightened, he turned his body, and the gunshot suddenly sounded faster than him, drowning out his heartbeat.

Before meeting the young man, Lin Jianbai had never cried. No matter how painful he was, his back was hard, unyielding and ruthless.

The blood went from warm to cold, and it froze in the palm of the hand. The warm body turned cold, and the pair of clear eyes slowly closed and never opened again.

At this moment, Lin Jianbai realized that the feeling of his heart being hollowed out was really painful, so painful that he couldn't breathe.

The funeral was handled by Lin Jianbai himself. While the young man was asleep, he touched the other party's ring finger to determine the size, then secretly went to buy a ring, put on the stiff ring finger, and gently rubbed his dry lips.

He has been waiting, waiting for the young man's birthday to propose, but...

Can't wait.

The body in his arms was colder than the ring, Lin Jianbai buried his stubble-covered face in his warm neck, choked up and screamed.

For a long time, Lin Jianbai had hallucinations, standing in front of the mirror to shave, he saw the young man smoothing the collar of his military uniform, looking at him from the corner of his eyes, without speaking, just watching quietly.

The hand trembled, the razor shifted, and the wound on the chin never healed.

Covering the sky, Lin Jianbai walked into the study with heavy steps. He sat at the desk and processed documents for a while, with deep wrinkles between his brows, full of loneliness and loneliness.

He searched among the piles of documents on the table, but couldn't find what he was looking for. Lin Jianbai opened the drawer and flipped through the documents inside. The next moment his pupils shrank.

The things that should not appear in the materials are very inconspicuous, just a thin piece of paper. After spreading it out, Lin Jianbai's hands trembled uncontrollably, his eyes turned red immediately, and he was very tired.

A great sadness weighed down in the study, Lin Jianbai leaned back on the chair, slowly closed his eyes, the warm liquid slipped from the corners of his eyes, buried into his temples.

How can he...

This sitting lasted for one night, and when I opened my eyes again, everything changed, identity, age, the only thing that remained unchanged was the empty heart.

The strange world, the magic that cannot be explained by science, Lin Jianbai frantically searched for it in the first few years here, became mentally disturbed, and could not relax without medicine.

Countless nights, he told himself, there might still be miracles.

But the repeated disappointments made him suffer, and also made him realize the fact that without it, Lu Qiufeng really disappeared from his world.

There is no smoke brought by war in this world. Lin Jianbai still chooses to join the army. He relies on his experienced judgment and skills to gain recognition step by step, and his life is still ordinary.

In fact, Lin Jianbai can sit in the office, drink tea and review documents, and hand over all the cases to his subordinates, but he is afraid that once he is free, he will be tortured by great thoughts that cannot be restrained.

The case that day had lasted for a month. There were more than a dozen terrorists. The leader had undergone professional training. The matter was very difficult. Various places were conducting strict investigations. After receiving the news that those people had come to T City, Lin Jianbai immediately I took a few subordinates with me.

Who would have known that just as he was about to leave, he caught a figure across the street.

In the noisy street, there were people coming and going, but Lin Jianbai's eyes firmly caught on to the young man. When he saw the other's lips move slightly, his body trembled.

General...

A voice, with a little smile, whispered in his ear.

In an instant, those memories that he dared not touch flooded out, all gathered in his heart, and Lin Jianbai's eyes gradually turned red.

The strange young man stretched out his hand and slowly made a movement. It only took two seconds, but he felt that decades had passed.

Lin Jianbai was like a fool, his long-lost heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

His lover came back and fulfilled the original promise.

The sun was not hot, but Lin Jianbai felt his eyes hurt, but he dared not close them, fearing that the figure was just a dream.

Almost madly, he ran to the other side of the road, until the slender hand held him, with the same trembling excitement, a very cherished smile came into view.

Thank goodness.

This time he will never let go.