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It was obvious that he was having a really bad night, as the thick black and blue on his lower lids perfectly revealed his condition.

As if trying to cover up something, Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, his fingertips trembling slightly, and habitually wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm down when he was upset as usual, but found nothing and paused for two seconds before finally I remembered that I was wearing a hospital gown now.Obviously it happened just a few days ago, but in the end, I recalled it clearly again in my sleep.

Glancing at the clock hanging on the wall, it was [-]:[-] in the morning. It has been three days since he came here, and Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a breath of foul air, and leaned back on the soft and comfortable bed, covering his body with his slender but powerful arms. Covering the slightly sweaty forehead hair and eyes.

Fuck, I'm really not used to it! !

If he hadn't been bumped into by those teenagers when he left the day before yesterday, Zhong Yuanzhong should have left the hospital long ago.As the events of that day flashed across his mind, he couldn't help but look hideous.

"You guys make excuses not to go to training. Everyone's training volume will be doubled after you go back!" Atobe Keigo didn't take Nakahara Chuya's words to heart, but looked sharply at the tennis team.After getting along for such a long time, he can be considered to have a better understanding of the little thoughts of these guys.

The tear mole under the corner of the eye seemed to be shining brightly, and the slender fingers shuttled through the smooth purple-gray hair, and the sword eyebrows that had just seen their sharpness showed in front of everyone.

"Atobe, you are too bad, we are all concerned about you!" Although there is also an element of laziness in it, Xiang Riyue sticks out his tongue indiscriminately, and turns his head to complain to Bingdi's good baby, in order to increase his words The credibility of, "Is that so, Chotaro?"

Under the watchful eyes of his own minister, Feng Chotaro said one more word, stroked his gray hair, his handsome face wrinkled in embarrassment.

"By the way, this is the first time I've seen Atobe show that expression!"

"Me too."

"Where are you going? I can send you off." Keigo Atobe watched the members leave, hesitating between doubling and doubling the amount of training, and found out that Nakahara Naka had already gone out in just a dazed effort. Far.Sighing, he had reason to suspect that if it wasn't for the plaster that restricted the boy's performance, Keigo Atobe would have been unable to find him.

The frequency of short legs is quite high!

"Are you going to walk out like this? You will be sent to the police station." Keigo Atobe walked a few steps quickly, and looked up and down the red-haired boy a few times.

Indeed, it was abysmal!

Nakahara Nakaya looked at his clothes, the hospital gown, the bandages wrapped around his exposed skin, and his dusty feet, and stared murderously at the well-dressed Atobe Keigo for a long while.

How about finding a place where no one is around to knock him out and steal his clothes?

"What do you want from me? You know, without me, you can still be saved. Your bodyguards are all very professional." Nakahara also raised his jaw with one hand, looking casually at the passing car window. buildings and vehicles.

It’s really different. Although the iconic buildings haven’t changed, they have left the imprint of time after years of wind and rain. Men and women in fashionable and advanced clothes are walking on the street. So shrouded in the heart of the Central Plains.

In his youth, Zhong Yuan was still thin and arrogant, with picturesque eyebrows and a pointed chin. He originally had a relatively handsome appearance, but coupled with that mature and outrageous aura, it can only make people feel intimidated, as if he couldn't accept it. Like a sharp sword with a sharp edge.

This rude action that made Keigo Atobe unbearable in the past was actually somewhat unspeakably coordinated by the red-haired boy, as if he should be like this.

"Of course I will be saved, but I may lose one of my arms or one of my legs." Atobe leaned on the comfortable backrest with his arms folded. There was plenty of room in the car, even though his slender legs Stacked together, there is no feeling of congestion at all.

A small piece of leg was exposed between the upturned black leather shoes and straight-leg black trousers. It was a middle school student's slender but still had a thin layer of muscles, which showed that this was not a frail boy who neglected to exercise.

"The car is not bad!" Zhong Yuan turned his eyes and had to praise this car. The leather on the seat is not ordinary at first glance, rich and magnificent!

"Of course, my uncle's car is of course the most gorgeous." Looking at Nakahara Nakaya with a look of "you know how to do it", Atobe Keigo thought he was pretty good, but tentatively but arrogantly threw Opened an olive branch, "I am Keigo Atobe!"

He was so proud, as if he was proclaiming to the outside world that he was a very powerful child, Zhong Yuan also hooked his lips, showing his signature smile, and his brows and eyes were full of high spirits, "Zhong Yuan Zhong also!"

Port Mafia's frightening Gravity Envoy—Chuya Chuya!

Keigo Atobe suddenly doubted his own judgment. Would a "oppressed" person show such confidence?

Zhongyuanzhong also stepped on the edge of the roof without fences, and slowly opened his hands. The wind on the roof was very strong, and the wide sleeves rolled up made a loud noise. street.

Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes, his irregular heartbeat in the car actually eased at this moment, and he suddenly let out a low laugh.So he still doesn't understand, even if he is standing here in the same position as the person involved, he still can't accept what that guy did.

If the leader is so easy to be, how could he be willing to be dispatched by that guy for several years.

Originally, I was a little curious about why the red-haired boy came to the top of the building. Keigo Atobe watched him walk towards the edge step by step, with a nostalgic expression on his face, and bad thoughts came to him, "You...don't be impulsive."

Fingers have already touched the emergency alarm on the back waist, dragging the blessing of the last kidnapping, Keigo Atobe will be fully armed when he goes out now, but he did not expect to contribute to this troublesome red-haired boy for the first time.

"You don't think I'm going to jump, do you?" Nakahara Nakahara saw Keigo Atobe's pale cheeks, raised his brows disdainfully, and thought it was a bit funny. He wanted to leave with his hands in his pockets like before The edge, but after looking at the well-fitting plaster casts on the hands and feet, I still gave up.

Zhong Yuanzhong also firmly believes that he will go back, even if he will be punished by the leader or face a completely different port Mafia after returning.

It seems to be saying to others, but it seems to be saying to myself, "Suicide... I definitely won't do it!"

The slightly elongated eyes are drooping, and the original clear blue is like some kind of deep fluid. Some kind of slender fingers stroke the hair blown by the wind behind the ears, revealing the side that is basically invisible to outsiders. Yan.

His uncle, seeing this scene, normal people would still think so!

Atobe Keigo moved his lips but did not make a sound. His body, which was leaning leisurely on the door frame, unconsciously took a few steps forward. His heart was stimulated just now, "Your skills are quite gorgeous, If possible, I can help you apply for household registration, but instead you will come to be my uncle's bodyguard!"

Of course, Atobe doesn't have the feeling of a savior, he just cares a little bit, it is impossible for a child of this age to be sent to an orphanage, and the police probably can only seek some childless families in the society to adopt him after their inquiries are fruitless.

Atobe Keigo doesn't think Nakahara Chuya, who already has an independent personality and is obviously too mature, will accept adoption from other families.

"Let's not talk about the need for bodyguards in the school... You put me by your side, you should know that it will be more dangerous!" Glancing at Mr. Hua, Zhong Yuanzhong also tugged at his neckline, his pretty eyebrows curled up. Together, a cold warning came out of my lips, "I am not a good person, and you don't need to show your compassion to me."

Atobe Keigo, the young master, must have attended an aristocratic middle school, where the students are either rich or expensive, and the school must pay special attention to security issues. Now that his identity is unknown, it is obvious that he is the most dangerous.

Hearing such an unglamorous statement, Atobe Keigo frowned, but he continued following Nakahara Chuya's words, "If you think so, it's fine."

After thinking about it for a moment, Zhongyuan Zhong also nodded slightly, and his sharp aura disappeared, "I promise you."

"It seems that you haven't rested well, can you sleep a little longer?" Ninzu Yingshi raised his eyebrows, wearing a white coat to complement his tall and straight figure, he took out the medical records in his pocket, and looked at The red-haired boy who didn't know how long he had been awake kept a few extra glances.

The ochre-colored hair with some curls at the end was scattered carelessly, spread out on the white and soft pillow, the curtains that were not fully drawn penetrated a ray or two of sunlight from the gap, and swayed slightly with the breeze blowing the curtains , poured into the young man's ears seemingly without any presence.

Although it was morning, the lights in the room hadn't been turned on when he entered the door, and Eishi Ninzu could see half of Nakahara Nakaya's face shrouded in darkness at a glance, looking a little gloomy.

Half in the sun, half in the dark.

Although it was a teasing tone, the wrinkles between his brows were even deeper.After discussing with the doctor, I guessed that such a severe fracture might make it difficult to fall asleep at night because of the pain, so I added some sleep aid ingredients to the medication.Now it seems that there is no use.

There is nothing wrong with the dosage of the medicine itself, the problem is the boy himself.He discussed the identity of the young man with the young master of the Atobe family, but there was no clue in all aspects of investigation. There is only one possibility, that is, the young man may have lived in an illegal organization since birth and has become resistant to these basic drugs.

Open the curtains, the morning sun can no longer be blocked and begins to spread mercilessly into the room, driving away the last touch of darkness and adding a thin layer of warm color.

Eiji Ninzu turned his face and saw a small pool of glaring blood dripping from the floor. The source came from the hand of the ochre-haired boy hanging on the side of the bed. Although the blood on the wound had dried up, it was not difficult to see The original ferocity.

Very good, everyone is happy, now both hands have to be wrapped.

As a doctor, Eiji Ninzu almost laughed out of anger, and pressed the call bell button calmly.For a boy of this age, he didn't know where to start to enlighten him, "I have a son, he is about your age, he plays tennis very well, when you recover, you can let him play tennis with you. "

It is easier for children of the same age to communicate with each other. As for the young master of the Atobe family, he is not expected to enlighten others.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't change his face, and the surgical scissors hidden in the fingers of the other hand under the quilt were retracted into the sleeves. Although they were small, the sharp tips could still cut the throat.

Without the dagger in his hand, the sharp scissors could barely protect him. ,,URL,...: