Wancheng Chronicle

Wancheng's stock market trading turmoil seemed to calm down after that night.The Western businessmen who give it a go are only reaping the final benefits under the control of panic.Since the Tianwan government can intervene and ensure that they leave the land that is about to fall into war, they will not end up in trouble.

The large-scale evacuation of overseas Chinese organized by the embassy and consulate undoubtedly added to the panic among the people.The blond-haired and blue-eyed Westerners can still escape to the peaceful land on the other side of the ocean, but the Chinese have nowhere to go.The sky is so big, but no one knows where peace can come.The students on the street are still insisting, even though the tragic flames and blood still failed to arouse the attention of the political circles.

Chen Tianrong's daily schedule tends to be monotonous, and the successive meetings are also exhausting. He even has some nostalgia for the days of following Wei Manjun, at least it is so peaceful that it makes people intoxicated.The stacked paper on the desk is like a man-eating devil, and the black ink is the claws of greed, coiling and taking root in people's hearts.He really couldn't stand the plan against the three changes in the city, but when he looked up, he saw the anxious Bai Zongfei.

The hesitant Bai Zongfei looked at the wall clock several times, if he hadn't seen Chen Tianrong's tacit attitude, he would not have dared to approach it. "Brother, do you have time to meet someone with me?" He was a little apprehensive, Chen Tianrong, whose status was not what it used to be, made him feel more majestic and intimidated.

"Who?" Chen Tianrong tilted his head and kept rubbing his forehead.The headache caused by irritability made him take care of his so-called curiosity flawlessly.

"It's inconvenient to say it here. Anyway, I'm with you. Brother, come and see me when you have time." Bai Zongfei heard the crackling sound of raindrops hitting the window sill, and the dull thunderstorm made him feel hot and unbearable.He also simply passed on a message, the employer only gave two orders, if he said three, it would be a violation of the rules.

Chen Tianrong chased Bai Zongfei out the door, as if he had guessed the identity of the visitor.At least, he hoped it was him. "Mary, keep an eye on it for me."

"Understood, it's a beautiful woman who has an appointment again. Do you want to call the driver?" Xu Ziqing, who was called out by Chen Tianrong, was holding a book in a foreign language, and the long skirt that swept the floor looked graceful.

Chen Tianrong didn't know whether he responded to Xu Ziqing's question, and the scenery on the side of the road was just passing by in his eyes, until he saw what he was thinking, and the perception blinded by expectations returned to the right place, revealing the whole picture of the world .

His little one was sitting by the window, wrapped in a heavy blanket, curled up in a ball, looking out at the washed bright house.Water drops flowed down the ends of his hair and across the corners of his eyes, like tears overflowing from beautiful eyes, arousing pity.When he is here, he will attract the eyes of all things here, even if he is only looking at this beautiful picture scroll from afar.

"What's wrong?" Chen Tianrong pulled out a towel, trying to wipe off the water droplets from Mingyi's hair, but was startled by the scar exposed between the open shirt of the little guy, and withdrew his hand.He was a little embarrassed, holding the towel, his eyes dodged around, not knowing where to fall.

The dark red scars are all over the place, which seems to be a little scary.Mingyi lowered his head, gritted his teeth and pulled the blanket tightly, shrinking to the corner.He looked out of the window again, because he was also afraid, he was afraid that his eyes would meet, and he would indulge in tender care, and couldn't help crying.

In the silence between the two, the sound of raindrops falling outside the window was so loud, as if it would shake off the dust of memory, and uncover episodes of unspeakable grief and indignation.

After all, Chen Tianrong couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to hug Mingyi, intending to melt his bitterness into the warmth of his embrace.He could feel the little guy's tense body slowly relax, and even stretched out his hand to hook his arm. "How did you drench yourself like this?" He explained

Hugging Yi Huan in her arms, she carefully wiped the little guy's rainwater from entering the house, and gave a slight reprimand.

Mingyi likes warmth, he knows that he will fall into it involuntarily, unable to extricate himself.But at this moment, he just wants to forget everything, let go of the greed in his heart, and enjoy such warmth.

"Are you sneaking out again?" After Chen Tianrong asked, he immediately felt the person in his arms twist twice, which was a negative answer. "It's not that I can go." I remember that when I was a child, I was most afraid of threats from elders, as if children had a natural fear of being abandoned.Chen Tianrong didn't know if it would work on Mingyi, but thinking about the little guy's temperament, let's give it a try.

Mingyi straightened up, escaped from the warm embrace, and the wind suddenly let in, making him tremble a little. "You suspect that Qi Jin betrayed you? That time in the imperial capital."

Chen Tianrong turned his head away, noncommittal.He wanted to admit that he wanted to persuade Ming Yi to stay away from Gu Qijin, but the dispute that happened in the big world that day would give such persuasion a tinge of strangeness.

The intertwined imprints on Mingyi's wrists, like coral inlaid in jade, grow wantonly, catching people's eyes amidst the hideousness.Chen Tianrong grabbed Mingyi's hand and pressed hard against the little guy's attempt to escape.It was hard for him to imagine what kind of cruel stories lay behind the layers of prints. "This is our business." He finally spoke, hiding his guilt with an ambiguous answer.

"Don't look at it, some were drawn by myself, and some were done by Yang Weihuo."

Chen Tianrong felt that Mingyi let go of his strength, and let himself hold his hand.Things that were unattainable just a moment ago are firmly under his control.Sudden possession makes people uneasy.Sometimes Chen Tianrong felt that he understood Mingyi, and sometimes he felt that he was facing a bottomless pool. He could clearly see his own reflection, but it was constantly distorted by the rising air bubbles.

It is clearly in the hand, but it does not seem to be owned.It just so happens that this kind of intimacy fascinates so many people.

"You dare to tell big brother directly, are you afraid of admitting it again?" In fact, Mingyi knew that he didn't need an answer.I just don't want to make a wrong move and be held back by others for half my life. "Surprised to hear me mention Yang Weihuo?" Regarding the unfairness of the world, he could only use such desolate questions and answers to vent gloomily.

"I have reservations about him." As for the next question, Chen Tianrong was unable to answer.He didn't want to say a word by himself and push the little guy into a terrifying dream again.From Gu Qijin's resentment, he could see the great harm caused to Mingyi by the incident in the imperial capital.And those wounds kept reminding him to face up to the debt he owed. "Don't mention him. How did you find this place? My place is at least better than A Fei's place." Chen Tianrong sat closer, leaning over to ask the little guy for advice.

Mingyi buried his head between his knees, and after a while he said, "I can't get rid of him. I just came here to tell you: he convinced Jabens, you have to be careful. He has no rivals in the market."

Chen Tianrong pulled Ming Yi up, forced him to look up at him, and asked, "What do you mean you can't get rid of him? Since you chose to follow him, why did you remind me to deal with him? Or do you really want to see us both hurt in order to insult you?" Pay the price?"

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