Cannon fodder slag attack was attacked by thousands of fans

Han Jin's eyes were wide open, and he looked up at Cheng Xi in disbelief.The beating from the palm of his hand was violent, and there seemed to be a hot wave on the back of his hand, and the two sides pinched his hand as if it was roasting on the fire.

Han Jin withdrew his hand abruptly and clasped the back of the other cold hand behind his back to relieve the burning sensation in his right hand.

"I, I see. I'll go first."

Before Han Jin could finish his sentence, he turned around and left as if he was fleeing in a bicycle. The final sound of the last word floated in the air, following Cheng Xi's warm palm, and plunged into his heart.

Cheng Xi's hand was still covering his chest, and Han Jin's hot palm seemed to take root and sprout in his heart, nourishing his lonely and desolate life.

After a long time, Cheng Xi withdrew his gaze into the distance, twitched his lips, and rode into the community.

Back home, Cheng Xi found that the ground was in a mess, which was the scene left by the smashing.

He panicked, followed the suppressed crying sound from the room, and walked over quickly.

Zhang Miaoyan sat in the corner, coaxing Cheng Xia, who had just fallen asleep with tears on her face, in her arms, and Cheng Xi's anger was instantly ignited.

He glanced around the house coldly, and a cold voice sounded:

"That woman sent someone to do it again?"

This happens every few months. In order to force them to leave City A, I really tried my best.

"Xiaoxi, it's okay." Zhang Miaoyan got up slowly with Cheng Xi's support, and carefully put Cheng Xia on the bed, ready to pack her things.

"Mom, I'll come." Cheng Xi pressed Zhang Miaoyan's hand, waited for her to sit by the bed full of guilt, patted her shoulder lightly, and tidied up the room.

Cheng Xi moved very quickly. He cleaned up all the items and cooked a simple meal. Less than an hour passed.

"Mom, you eat, I'll go out for a while."

"Where are you going? Don't..." Zhang Miaoyan stood up from the bed nervously, she was worried and wanted to stop her son, but Cheng Xi just smiled at her:

"Mom, I asked my classmates to read together. Don't worry, I won't go to them." At least not now.

Zhang Miaoyan nodded uncomfortably, and when she left the house, the smile on Cheng Xi's face stopped suddenly.

He took out a USB flash drive from his pocket, held it tightly in his hand, and looked at the unfocused sight ahead, full of coldness.

……

Han Jin rode the bike for a long distance, until his heartbeat slowly returned to normal, and the cold wind extinguished the heat in his palms and backs, Han Jin stopped the car on the side of the road, staring straight ahead with blurred and confused eyes.

After a long time, Han Jin turned around and walked to the van not far away.

The car window rolled down slowly, and Yan Moxing's face appeared little by little. Han Jin glanced at the other bodyguards in the car, and stretched out his hand to signal Yan Moxing to get out of the car.

The two walked about ten meters away from the van. Han Jin looked up at Yan Moxing and asked a question that he had been thinking about for a long time:

"Brother Yan, you are, how did you know that you fell in love with Mu Zhiyuan at first sight?"

Without waiting for the other party's answer, Han Jin hesitated and said, "Could it be... In fact, you don't like Mu Zhiyuan, is that just your illusion?"

Yan Moxing was slightly taken aback, but he didn't expect that after a long time, the little boss was still struggling.But he knew that no matter how long it has been in the past, a person whose heart beats every time he stares at Mu Zhiyuan's photo is not qualified to say "dislike".

"Heartbeat." Yan Moxing summed up two words, and then explained one more sentence: "The first time I saw Mu Zhiyuan standing in front of me, my heart beat faster and uncontrollably."

He even wanted to throw him down directly. As for after he was thrown down... The little boss is still young, not suitable for children, not suitable for children.

"Is your heart beating faster?" Han Jin unconsciously repeated these words, and the images of every time his heart beating in the past slowly entered his mind, and they played repeatedly in front of his eyes.

The first time Cheng Xi touched the top of his head and called him "children", Cheng Xi reached out to help him wipe off the toothpaste foam, Cheng Xi domineeringly asked him to wear only the bracelet inlaid with hair, and... just now Cheng Xi shook hands and moved closer Feel the heartbeat in the other person's chest...

It seemed that every time, his heart beat unreasonably fast.

"So... I..." Han Jin spit out a few words subconsciously, and halfway through speaking, he suddenly understood what he was thinking, and his pupils were shocked to the point of inconceivable shock.

Then he shook his head violently to get rid of any thoughts that he shouldn't have. He slapped his chest fiercely and kept telling himself in his heart, no, no, no, Cheng Xi was attacked by the protagonist, Cheng Xi was attacked by the protagonist, he is just a cannon fodder, you must recognize it One's own position, must, must...

After the brainwashing, Cheng Xi's handsome face appeared in front of his eyes again. Cheng Xi stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head, the tails of his eyes were flushed, his light-colored and beautiful lips were slightly parted, and his voice was hoarse:

"If you tell a lie, my heart beats wildly, and it accuses you of lying to me."

"Boom ~", what is the sound of collapse.

Han Jin turned around tremblingly, looked at Yan Moxing who was looking at him curiously, with trembling lips, he spoke slowly:

"That's the only possibility?"

Yan Mo said: "?"

"maybe?"

"Huh? What do you say?" Han Jin suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he had found a life-saving straw, and his heartbeat rose to his throat.

"Just...for example, long-term love?"

Han Jin: "..."

"Little boss." Yan Moxing considered that Han Jin didn't fire him because he fell in love with Mu Zhiyuan at first sight, thought about it, and decided to make a fuss:

"Not long ago, the two teenagers stared at Cheng Xi and the little boss. I always felt that they looked at Cheng Xi strangely, as if they were enemies."

"You think so too?" Han Jin was taken aback suddenly, and the discomfort he felt when he saw those two people at the gate of the community came back instantly.

It's just that Cheng Xi suddenly...

Later...

Wait, wait, don't think about this for now, first find out those two people and ask them.

The incident of the green-haired boy stabbing Cheng Xi's palm with a knife must never happen again.

Fortunately, Yan Moxing asked people to follow those two secretly from the beginning.

Ten minutes later, the two boys were taken to the box of the Internet cafe with trepidation. The person sitting in it was the friend who was with Cheng Xi not long ago and was teased by them as "also the third son".

Beside him, Luo Da Luo Er, a tall and mighty man in Yishui, swallowed his saliva one after another.

"You, what are you looking for from us?" Luo boldly opened his mouth, restraining the panic in his heart, and faced Han Jin directly.

"It's nothing, as long as you don't provoke Cheng Xi." Han Jin crossed his legs, trying to recall the abnormal paranoid behavior before the awakening of consciousness. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it seemed that he had changed his face.

Han Jin's eyes were fierce and cold, his teeth were gritted, his nose was raised vigorously, his chin was raised high, and his eyes were slightly squinted to stare at the two boys.

Luo Da & Luo Er: "?"

Although it was indeed Cheng Xi who they provoked, it was the two brothers who were injured.

"If you let me know that Cheng Xi is injured, even if your fingernails are split, I will make you pay a hundred times the price."

"No, certainly not."

After getting the guarantee, Han Jin led a row of bodyguards and left the Internet cafe.

This time, instead of riding a bicycle, he sat in the back row of the van, staring at the passing scenery outside the window, in a daze.

Although because of the episode, he temporarily put aside the matter of [rapid heartbeat towards Cheng Xi = liking Cheng Xi], but after the episode, all the messy thoughts that should have and shouldn't have all rushed to his brain.

how could be?Han Jin couldn't figure it out.

Obviously in the book it was because of the author's setting that he fell in love with Cheng Xi crazily and did a bunch of perverted and paranoid things.But... isn't he awakened?Isn't he a free man with independent thinking?

Wait, could it be... an illusion?

Han Jin thought of something, took out his phone and opened it in a panic, stared at the search bar for a long time, and typed a line hesitantly.

[Question: How can I be sure that I like someone? 】

[Answer: Kiss him, hug him, and possess him. 】

Possession?That's impossible, that must be impossible! ! !

Therefore, he didn't really like Cheng Xi, because he never thought of possessing Cheng Xi.

After thinking about this, Han Jin immediately relaxed a lot.

The originally tense expression slowly relaxed, the blood color returned to the whitish fingers he was holding, and even the scenery passing by outside the window seemed to have the color of spring.

"Brother Yan, is it the beginning of spring?"

"Huh? Boss, today is the winter solstice. Christmas Eve the day after tomorrow, and New Year's Day in seven days. As for Lichun...may have to wait."

Han Jin: "..."

It’s too moody, do you understand the mood?When they write small compositions, the teacher often emphasizes.

While talking, the car gradually slowed down, and they arrived at the door of the clubhouse where the Han Group's annual meeting was held.

This clubhouse belongs to the Gao Group, one of the richest people in city A. At the entrance of the magnificent clubhouse lobby, there are two men in uniform with solemn expressions.

"Hello, please show me your invitation card."

Han Jin: "..."

He did not.

"This is my invitation card. He is my friend and he is with me." A voice of a smile sounded from the side, and when Han Jin turned around, he saw Mu Zhiyuan smiling at him.

That smile is very warm and comfortable, like a cool warm wind blowing in front of your eyes, it makes people feel good when they see it—it's a pity that it doesn't include Han Jin, the man who knows all the plots and is above the plots.

"Who is your good friend?" Han Jin frowned, took a step back to keep a distance from Mu Zhiyuan, and then called Xia Xue in front of Mu Zhiyuan and the doorman.

The word "good friend" is exclusive to Cheng Xi, which onion do you have?

Soon, the manager of the clubhouse came out to greet him in person.Mu Zhiyuan followed behind, looking at a certain round part of the slender boy, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he clenched his fists.

The Han Group's annual meeting was grand and grand, and most of the people who came and went were business partners of the Han family. Mu Zhiyuan was invited because of his father on the one hand, and because Han Jin was his student on the other. .

Aiming at the incident of being under the door, the smile on Mu Zhiyuan's face was okay, but the body under the straight suit was very tense.His fingers holding the wine glass were tight and turned white, and his eyes that fell on Han Jin not far away were deep and evil.

At this very moment, Han Jin is at the moment when he gets the most compliments in his life.

A boss: "Mr. Han is a talented person, and his future is limitless."

Han Jin: Do you always know that I failed all the exams?

The wife of a boss: "Mr. Han is young but has an extraordinary appearance. He will become a great weapon in the future."

Han Jin: He doesn't know if it will be a big weapon, after all, the ending in the book is that he was beaten badly in Tangerine.

The muscles on Han Jin's face were almost stiff with laughter, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice calling his name.

"Han Jin." Mu Zhiyuan walked towards him amidst the hustle and bustle. He turned his back to the door and looked against the light. Behind him was a layer of golden tulle wrapped in the last lingering warmth of the setting sun, as if he had fallen into the mortal world. An angel in the middle stretched out a hand to him.

That hand is slender and powerful, thin and fair, as if after putting it on, it will be able to stay away from the noise and dust.

However, a sound of "啪~" broke all the beautiful pictures in stillness.

Angel?Sorry, Han Jin only saw demons.