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"You mean he's been a little bit off lately?"

On the bench of a boxing training gym in S City, Yin Jin's old friend raised his head in surprise and said, "What's wrong?"

The old friend wondered if it wasn't the boy named Wu Chu who saw Yin Jin's true face, and Yin Jin noticed the signs of wanting to run away?Or is it that nothing happened in front of Yin Jin, but in fact, in private, he never forgets his old lover, and even feels sad?

At the other end of the rest bench, Yin Jin raised his head and took a sip of water, put his hands on his knees, stared ahead, and said with a little thought on his face: "I asked him to peel an apple for me."

"He shaved it for me."

An old friend who was waiting for some shocking news from Yin Jin: "..."

He was silent for a moment, endured a moment and said, "Then what?"

Yin Jin lifted his wet black hair to the back of his head, revealing his deep facial features. He said calmly, "I asked him to peel the apple petals of the little rabbit for me, and he also peeled for me."

Yin Jin's old friend: "..."

In the next second, he listened to Yin Jin and added to him: "And that apple petal of that little bear..."

The old friend couldn't help it anymore, he cursed and said, "Who cares if you are a rabbit or a bear, I'll just ask you, is it wrong to peel an apple for you?"

"Is this something wrong?"

The old friend's voice became louder and louder: "Isn't this normal?"

Yin Jin asked back, "Normal?"

He leaned lazily on the chair, and said slowly: "Do you believe it? If I asked him to peel apples for me in the past, he would have peeled off my head?"

Not to mention cutting those fancy little rabbits and bears for him.

The old friend choked for a moment, and said disgustedly: "It's you who is useless to your mother's sake. You haven't been able to catch someone after chasing for so long."

He also unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, looked at Yin Jin and said, "Don't be ashamed, I'll peel an apple for you and you'll be so fucking happy."

Yin Jin didn't lift his eyelids and said, "Get lost."

The old friend laughed and said, "It's not like I said, you've been following people for so long, why didn't you even get a title?"

Yin Jin glanced at him and said calmly: "Do you think I'm the only one around him who wants to gain fame?"

The old friend rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully, "That's right."

He asked curiously, "Are those still not giving up?"

Yin Jin leaned his head back on the chair, and said flatly, "It doesn't matter whether they die or not."

Even if Shen Qiuze's bastard stood under the hospital and froze to death, he wouldn't say a word to Wu Chu.

Want to play tricks in front of Wu Chu?

Yin Jin lowered his eyes, staring casually at his calf, which had been injured in a car accident, the emotion in his eyes was unclear.

He still has two iron nails in his calf.

The old friend beside him said with some hesitation: "Has the old man given up on that?"

Yin Jin said calmly, "Give up."

The old friend was a little surprised. He grew up with Yin Jin, and he also knew what kind of character the old man of the Yin family was. If he had been easily persuaded, Yin Jin would not have suffered so much a while ago.

He asked suspiciously, "how did you tell the old man?"

Yin Jin put his hands on his neck, moved his neck and said casually: "I told him, I will choose one between becoming a monk and having a ligation."

"He thought about it for two days, and then he figured it out."

He also acted perversely and unscrupulously in the early years, but after getting older, he suppressed his temper and became cold and calm, but everyone in the Yin family knew that Yin Jin was really capable of that kind of thing.

The old friend was dumbfounded, and he said with a complicated expression, "No, are you serious?"

"The fuck you didn't even start dating him, and you got dizzy like this?"

In his opinion, there is no need for Yin Jin to talk so badly to the old man of the Yin family. He should first hide him well and stay with Wu Chu without telling the old man of the Yin family. It's just a grievance.

Yin Jin was quiet for a moment, he raised his head and remained silent, slightly damp black hair drooping over his brows and eyes. After a while, he said without emotion: "When he was outside the emergency room, I looked at the group of people, you Do you know what I was thinking at that time?"

The old friend remembered the bloodshot eyes of the man in front of him at that time, and fell silent.

Yin Jin said very calmly: "I was thinking, why is he so unlucky, he is surrounded by a bunch of fucking scum."

"He has lived for 20 years, but he has not let him live a comfortable life."

The old friend frowned, and he said nicely, "What does this have to do with you?"

Yin Jin looked up at him and said calmly, "If I let him hide by my side"

"Looking at me listening to old man Yin and going on a blind date or even getting engaged to other women, I'm no different from those scumbags."

"understand?"

He knew that there were many ways to get around the old man, but he didn't want to use any of them.

He didn't want Wu Chu to suffer any more grievances now, not even a little bit.

The old friend was quiet for a while, and after a while he nodded and said, "You are different from those scumbags."

He sighed: "You are nothing more than them."

What a young boy, the rest of his life is clearly arranged, if Mr. Yin is more stubborn, wouldn't this little boy have to live with a monk for the rest of his life?

He didn't doubt Yin Jin's paranoia towards Wu Chu at all. After all, he had never seen Yin Jin take such a step-by-step approach to anything, as if he wanted to pave the road wide and bright before letting Wu Chu go. came in.

Yin Jin curled his lips, and there was a smile in his long and narrow eyes. He glanced at his old friend beside him and lazily got up, "It's not up to you whether it's something or not."

While packing his personal gloves, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

The old friend asked incredulously, "Where are you sneaking?"

"Hurry up and ask me to come out, so you're leaving now?"

Seeing Yin Jin's calm deafness, he gritted his teeth and said, "You don't mean to show off that he peeled an apple for you and asked me to come out, right?"

Yin Jin asked strangely, "How is it possible?"

The old friend's complexion improved a bit, looked at Yin Jin and smiled and said, "He seems to have knit a scarf for me."

Old friend: "..."

Yin Jin added: "Purely handmade, weaved by myself."

Old friend: "...Get lost."

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Wu Chu did knit a scarf for him.

But no one mentioned this stuff.

Wu Chu knit his own scarf with his head bowed on the hospital bed, while Yin Jin sat on the chair on the hospital bed wearing plain glasses to handle official business. No one said or asked who this thing was knitted for.

Yin Jin was quietly thinking about letting Wu Chu speak for himself.

But Wu Chu kept knitting the scarf with his head down, fearing that he would run away in winter in S City after a day or two, and the scarf would be useless.

"Mr. Yin, here we are."

The nurse at Yin's private hospital led the long-haired man behind him into the corridor, bowed slightly and smiled.

The long-haired man nodded. He had a string of Buddhist beads tied around his wrist. He had a handsome face, a smile on his lips, and a pair of red phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, staring at the boy in the wheelchair in the corridor.

The boy looked thinner with facial features, but he could still tell that he had a good body, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little unruly, and he didn't look like a good person.

It doesn't look like a master who can be hidden by the golden house.

The long-haired man stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist, pondered for a while, thought of something, and stepped forward with soothing brows.

Wu Chu in the wheelchair noticed footsteps coming from behind him, he kept moving his hands, frowned and said expressionlessly, "If you don't eat or go out, it's none of my business if the Wu family is gone."

In the past, no one would come to this point except those idiots like Wu Han.

There was a slight pause in the footsteps behind him, and then a slightly hoarse voice said with some hesitation: "Huh?"

That voice was deep and unreal, but it was vaguely hoarse, as if it had a small hook, which drilled along the pinna into people's minds, which made people scratch their heads.

Wu Chu paused in his movements, and when he looked up, he saw a long-haired man with a smile on his lips, looking at him with a pair of red phoenix eyes, sitting in front of him, propping his chin with one hand and smiling: "Your name is Wu Chu right?"

The man has a handsome face and long hair tied behind his back. He looks a little like Yin Jin.

Before Wu Chu could answer, he nodded and said softly, "He looks like a good boy."

Wu Chu was taken aback for a moment, and the person in front of him continued with a smile on his lips, "Yin Jin probably hasn't mentioned us to you."

"My name is Yin Ling, Yin Jin's uncle."

Wu Chu was a little dumbfounded, and it took him a while to calm down and said, "Hello..."

Yin Ling looked at the aggressive-looking boy in front of him, frantically stuffing the things in his arms behind his buttocks, and greeted him while sitting in a wheelchair, looking a lot more honest.

And Wu Chu was thinking of whoring other people's nephews for free, so naturally he was a little nervous and guilty in front of Yin Ling, but his face was still calm, and he looked extraordinarily calm and reliable.

Ten seconds later, the fur ball he stuffed behind his buttocks rolled out from the gap in the wheelchair, and rolled to Uncle Yin Jin's feet.

Yin Ling lowered his head in surprise as the fur ball, which was incompatible with boys, rolled to his feet.

Hold.

Wu Chu, who tried his best to show his calm and reliable side, fell silent.

He watched helplessly as Uncle Yin Jin bent down to pick up the ball of fur for him, handed it to him and raised his eyes, "Did you knit it for him?"

Who in normal life would knit a scarf for his brother?

If he said yes, wouldn't he be clearly coveting the Yin family's Chinese cabbage?

Wu Chuge said calmly, "No."

Yin Ling looked at him, smiled and sat on the seat and said, "Don't be nervous."

He stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist with his fingertips, and said softly, "I know your relationship."

"You are younger than him, and he may not tell you some things, but I think you need to know."

There was still a smile on Yin Ling's lips, and he looked like a spring breeze, but the next words were obviously not so pleasant, he said in a gentle voice: "He should have told you about Mr. Yin."

"The old man is old and has a very stubborn mind. We young people don't want to take risks to change his mind."

"At least he still can't accept that the junior he is most satisfied with has gone on another path."

"do you understand me?"

The man's voice sounded gentle, but it seemed as if something was caught off guard.

The Yin family must have known something.

Wu Chu seemed a little startled, and it took him a long time before he nodded and said, "I know."

Yin Ling paused, and he continued to say in a warm voice, "There is no need to go so directly between you and Yin Jin. There is still room for turnover, right?"

In his opinion, the method Yin Jin used was too direct, and that method made the old man compromise, but the desire to win Yin Jin back has not been completely let go, and even called them one by one to give them a hard reprimand , Tell them that if this matter is not resolved, no one can live a peaceful life outside.

The old man has spoken, who can sit back and watch?

And if he can't persuade Yin Jin, can he still persuade this little boy?

Yin Ling looked at Wu Chu silently in the wheelchair with a faint smile, and after seeing Wu Chu not speaking for a long time, he still smiled calmly.

It's just that if the person in front of him complains to Yin Jin, how should he pass the blame on to others. After a long while, the boy in front of him finally raised his eyes and said, "I know."

He knew that there might still be a big gap between him and Yin Jin.

Regardless of his identity, status, or even the degree of mental maturity, he may still have a big gap with Yin Jin, so he is not surprised by what Yin Ling said.

Whose Chinese cabbage does not want to be arched.

What's more, this Chinese cabbage is so good, there is still a big gap between him, the person who wants to push the Chinese cabbage, and the Chinese cabbage, so they are naturally worried about handing Yin Jin over to him.

But still don't want to just give up.

He likes Yin Jin.

Wu Chu's palms were sweating a little, and he looked calm on the surface, but he was already quietly rubbing the sweat in his palms against the hem of his pants. He said in a very solemn and low voice: "I know you are worried about handing over Yin Jin to me." People like me."

"Because I may not be able to make you rest assured to hand over Yin Jin to me."

He has nothing now, his career has just started to improve but he has encountered this kind of thing, and he is the only person in the household registration book.

Yin Ling was stunned. He watched Wu Chu stand up from the wheelchair, bowed deeply to him, and said calmly, "But I still want to fight for it."

No matter what the front bump is going to be, he wants to fight for it.

No matter how others persuaded him, he still wanted to give it a try, even if he had suffered a deep setback with Shen Qiuze before, he still wanted to give it a try.

Yin Ling rubbed the fingertips of the Buddha beads for a while. He looked at Wu Chu who was bowing but still straight in front of him, and he hesitated more and more: "What are you fighting for?"

Wu Chu raised his head and said earnestly, "Fight for your chance to hand Yin Jin over to me."

Yin Ling's expression became subtle, and he repeated: "Give him to you?"

Wu Chu nodded.

Yin Ling was silent, he stretched out his hand to support Wu Chu's bowed waist, and said to him with a complicated expression: "You can't win this..."

Yin Jin's dog is obviously not the one below, no matter how hard he fights, he can't get to that point.

Wu Chu was helped up. He listened to Yin Ling's words, his expression was a little lost, but he still said with a little stubbornness of a young man: "Thank you, I still want to try."

Yin Ling's expression was dignified, he touched the Buddhist beads, and said tactfully: "Actually, there are some things that are obvious from the beginning..."

"Maybe it's not suitable for you..."

He was talking about the model number, but Wu Chu mistook him for saying that he should have known from the beginning that his type was not Yin Jin's favorite type.

He was silent for a while, before saying after a long time: "I still want to know from him whether we are suitable or not."

Yin Ling sighed, with a little helplessness on his handsome face, he smiled and said softly, "It's up to you."

He really looks like a gentle person who doesn't eat fireworks, he doesn't look like a businessman, but like an exiled fairy, he comes to the world of mortals for a walk as he pleases.

After all, Yin Ling picked up Wu Chu's hand, but just as his cold fingertips lightly touched the back of the boy's hand, Wu Chu subconsciously dodged it. He raised his eyes and looked at Wu Chu with slightly frowning eyebrows. With a little vigilance, but considering that he is Yin Jin's uncle, he just endured it.

Seeing Wu Chu's appearance, Yin Ling laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, you are the first person Yin Jin brought back to the Yin family's private hospital, and you are also a junior. It is the first time we meet today, and I want to give you a gift. "

He exposed the Buddhist beads on his wrist, showed them to Wu Chu, smiled at Wu Chu and said, "I didn't bring anything with me today, I heard that you just walked through the ghost gate not long ago, and you happened to have another string of Buddhist beads on hand. I thought I could just give it to you as a meeting gift."

Wu Chu was stunned for a moment, subconsciously stood up and hurriedly evaded, "No..."

But the man in front of him only smiled and pressed down Wu Chu's wrist lightly, saying: "Put it away."

"It's rare to have a junior who is close to me."

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Not far from the corridor, Yin Jin, who was wearing a black overcoat, had serious eyes and brows, and walked quickly towards the corridor. He said to the nurse behind him in a cold voice, "Why didn't you inform me that Yin Ling is here?"

The nurse hurriedly said: "Mr. Yin said not to bother you...we thought you called him here..."

Yin Jin's brows became more and more gloomy, and he knew in his heart that Yin Ling looked like a dog, but in fact he was an old fox with oil on his feet and good at attacking people's hearts.

The reason for coming to see Wu Chu now is self-evident.

At the front of the corridor, Yin Jin paused, staring at the two people in the corridor with no emotion on his face. The handsome man with long hair was holding Wu Chu's hand in the wheelchair, and he was following Wu Chu with his eyes bent. Wu Chu also laughed.

There was even a bit of embarrassment in that smile.

Yin Jin's eyes were cold, and he knew that Yin Ling's favorite challenge was to tame all kinds of tough bones.Not only enjoy the physical taming, but also enjoy the psychological taming.

He stepped into the long corridor, restrained the coldness in his eyes, only calmed down, and said to Yin Ling: "Uncle."

"The old man is looking for you."

Yin Ling raised his head, with a clear smile in his Danfeng eyes, knowing that Yin Jin didn't want to talk to Wu Chu about those messy things in front of Wu Chu, he rubbed Wu Chu's head and said, "Take good care of your illness. "

Yin Jin stared at Wu Chu, looked at Wu Chu who used to be wary of others approaching, but was slightly startled, and then nodded.

The corridor fell silent, and the voice of Yin Ling and the nurse gradually faded away. Yin Jin sat down on the chair where Yin Ling sat down just now, looked at the string of Buddhist beads on Wu Chu's wrist and said, "He given?"

Wu Chu nodded embarrassedly and said, "I just wanted to ask you if you were expensive."

Because of the amulet given to him by Chu E, Wu Chu, who was originally insensitive to such things, also became sensitive, and he was afraid that it was another string of prayer beads that he had bought for a lot of money.

Yin Jin said nonchalantly: "It's not something expensive, it's wholesaled by a certain treasure for nine yuan and nine with free shipping."

Seeing Wu Chu stunned, he continued calmly: "Did he tell you that he thought you were a close junior who gave it to you?"

"There are many younger generations who are close to him. Look at the seventh bead from the top. Is there a crack?"

Before Wu Chu looked down, Yin Jin couldn't help stretching out his hand to grab his wrist, pressing his cold index finger against the crack, and said to him, "Did you see it?"

Wu Chu saw that there was really a tiny crack, so he didn't say anything.

Yin Jin pinched his wrist with downcast eyes, wanting to take down the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist in a way that wiped away the breath and possessiveness. Just as he was pinching the string of Buddhist beads, Wu Chu seemed to hesitate. After a long time, I asked him: "Will your favorite type change?"

Yin Jin said without raising his head, "No."

So there is no need to listen to Yin Ling's tricky words, and there is no need to suspect that he just hired him casually to deal with Mr. Yin.

Wu Chu paused for a moment, then withdrew his hand immediately, and said expressionlessly, "Then what are you touching?"

Yin Jin frowned and said, "I'll change it to a good one for you, and you take off his string."

It's a fucking eyesore.

Wu Chu just insisted: "No need to change, it's very good."

Yin Jin stopped talking, stared at Wu Chu, and said in a hoarse voice: "What's so good about broken beads with nine yuan and nine free shipping?"

For so long, Wu Chu's clothes and trousers were all picked by him, and now suddenly there are things worn by others, and they were touched inch by inch by Yin Ling's thing. Thinking of this, Yin Jin can't help but feel evil General fire.

Wu Chu didn't speak anymore, but his eyebrows and eyes were also depressed and he looked forward. A few seconds later, he threw the Buddhist beads to Yin Jin with no expression on his face.

Yin Jin subconsciously took the beads. He put the beads soaked in Wu Chu's body temperature into his pocket, and coaxed in a low voice, "I'll pick another one for you."

"It's okay to consecrate."

Wu Chu turned his head away from him, remained silent for a while, and then said hoarsely: "It's not a question of whether or not to consecrate, it's a gift from your uncle."

This was the first thing Yin Jin's relatives gave him, and it was with good intentions. He couldn't figure out why Yin Jin insisted on taking off the string of Buddhist beads.

Yin Jin was stunned for a moment, he looked at Wu Chu and continued to muffle his head and said in a low voice, "I don't want to give it."

"But you said that you like people with good tempers."

Yin Jin's throat moved, and he almost froze. He heard Wu Chu continue to sullenly say, "I can quit smoking, and I can stop running around when I'm sick."

"Can you think about me?"

Yin Jin just stared at him and said hoarsely: "You repeat the last sentence again."

Wu Chu repeated the previous sentence hesitantly: "I can smoke..."

Yin Jin interrupted him, and said in a hoarse voice as if he was suppressing something: "Not this sentence, but another sentence."

Wu Chu hesitated slowly and said: "You said that you like to be more obedient..."

Yin Jin said calmly, "Yes, that's the sentence."

"Correct, if it's yours, it doesn't matter if you are obedient or not."