forced to be the lover of a mortal enemy

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Jiang Lun pursed his lips, feeling very angry, but he couldn't speak.

At that time, a group of people were crowded on the runway. There were so many people, and his head was in a daze. How could he know who pushed it.

"I can't say it, and I'm still quibbling," the physical education teacher always squinted at Jiang Lun, and snorted coldly, "Go to your class teacher to ask for leave to see a doctor, reflect on yourself more, and don't wrong people all day long!"

After finishing speaking, the physical education teacher left.

The other students chatted and laughed not far away. Jiang Lun stood there, paused for a while, and then walked slowly towards the southwest corner of the teaching building.

His hands were always covering his face, and Jiang Lun's head was also lowered. When he reached the southwest corner, Jiang Lun didn't go up the stairs first, but got into the bathroom cubicle.

Usually no student union comes here, because this side is close to the teacher's office, and Jiang Lun's head teacher's office is on the fourth floor.

Going up the stairs from here will definitely be seen by other students, he thought, he should hide and wait until the class bell rings before going to the office to ask for leave, maybe it will be better.

He really didn't want to be laughed at by others at this time.

The red blood stains on his hands looked dirty, Jiang Lun took out the paper from his pocket, wiped those marks vigorously, while wiping his hands, tears finally couldn't hold back and fell on the paper drop by drop.

The round teardrops are like raindrops, smearing wet traces again and again.

Mingming pursed his lips, restrained himself from making a sound, but still let out a small sob from his throat.

"Who's inside%3F"

The sudden sound startled Jiang Lun, with tears in his eyes, he stared at the door panel in shock, not daring to make another sound.

It was Lin Yun's voice, and Jiang Lun immediately recognized the owner of the voice, but he didn't answer the other party's words.

Hearing that no one answered, Lin Yun continued to ask, "Are you okay? Is the toilet door broken? Or I can go to the janitor to fix it."

"No...no need," Jiang Lun's voice was still a little hoarse, sounding very pitiful, "The door is not broken."

"Jiang Lun%3F are you crying?" Lin Yun could hear the trickiness in his voice immediately, "Someone is bullying you%3F"

In an instant, Jiang Lun became nervous at a loss, and argued with tears, "I'm not crying, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Open the door."

Lin Yun's voice sank, it sounded a bit scary, Jiang Lun hesitated for a moment, and reached out to open the door latch.

"Mr. Lin..." Jiang Lun called Lin Yun in a low voice, and glanced at the outer door from the corner of his eye.

The outer door of the bathroom was closed, and no light came in. Seeing the door closed, Jiang Lun felt a little more relaxed.

'Jingle Bell--'

A hurried bell rang, and it was finally time for class.

"Why are you lowering your head, you're hurt%3F?" Lin Yun looked at Jiang Lun with his head lowered, and asked.

"Well, I fell in the physical education class." Jiang Lun lowered his head, his hands and fingers unconsciously twisted together, not knowing how to deal with this situation.

Lin Yun bent down slightly, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Lun's chin and lifted it up.

++++++ Jiang Lun didn't expect Lin Yun to be so straightforward, he hurriedly raised his hand to cover his face, before his hand could cover the wound, Lin Yun's other hand grabbed his wrist.

The eyes are red, and the skin on the right half of the face is broken. From the corner of the eye down, the pink flesh is oozing out, and the wound has not been treated. There are even a few small particles of red plastic track hanging on it.

"Why is it so serious, I'll take you to the infirmary for treatment." Lin Yun's brows have been furrowed since he saw Jiang Lun's wound. He didn't expect the wound on Jiang Lun's face to look so terrible.

"I haven't asked for leave yet," Jiang Lun quickly refused, saying, "I don't want to go to the infirmary."

"Who is your class teacher? I'll call you to ask for leave." Lin Yun took out his mobile phone, turned on the screen and asked Jiang Lun.

"Teacher Zhou." Jiang Lun whispered the name of the teacher in charge, and said, "Let me tell, otherwise she will think it is a problem with the interest class."

There are quite a few teachers in the school who don't like the interest classes arranged by the school and feel that it will delay students' learning, and Jiang Lun's class teacher is one of them.

Jiang Lun didn't want to delay his going to the interest class because of this incident.

Lin Yun naturally understood what Jiang Lun meant, hummed, dialed the phone, and handed the phone to Jiang Lun.

The phone call was quickly connected, and Jiang Lun briefly explained the reason to the head teacher, saying that he was injured in physical education class, and now he is out to see a doctor, so he may not be able to return to school for the time being.

The homeroom teacher didn't ask any more questions after listening, but told Jiang Lun to take good care of himself, and ended the call.

Standing beside him, Lin Yun took out a wet tissue from his pocket, squeezed the tissue, and gently approached Jiang Lun's face.

Jiang Lun subconsciously wanted to hide, but Lin Yun grabbed his chin again, so he could only raise his face and looked at Lin Yun pitifully.

His eyes were red, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, like a vigilant kitten, Lin Yun was amused by Jiang Lun's expression, and explained, "There are dirty things on the wound, which will be infected. I will use a wet wipe to treat it for you first."

As he spoke, Lin Yun touched Jiang Lun's wound with a tissue.

The expected pain didn't come, but it felt cool and comfortable, which relieved the constant pain on his face.

With a focused expression, Lin Yun quickly cleaned up the small red particles, "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital."

"I can do it alone." Jiang Lun was not used to being in close contact with others, so he refused.

"Then you are going to go out all the way covering your face%3F." Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Have you brought your mobile phone? Do you have any change? It is a long way to take the bus from the school gate."

Jiang Lun was dumbfounded by Lin Yun's series of questions. He is rich, but the school is really too far away. You have to walk a kilometer to cross the bridge to take the bus, let alone take a taxi. No car in sight.

"Let's go, the teacher should take care of the students, you don't have to be awkward." Lin Yun reached out and rubbed Jiang Lun's head, and took Jiang Lun to the garage.

I drove to locate the location, and finally chose a traditional Chinese medicine hospital not far from the school, where I saw a doctor and prescribed medicine.

The wound was on the face, so it was troublesome. Jiang Lun carried a bag full of large and small bottles for external application and internal administration. After listening to the doctor's instructions, Lin Yun wrote down the dosage and usage on a note, and gave Jiang Lun the medicine in the hospital. I took medicine once.

The movement was still very gentle and there was no pain.

After finishing everything and it was still early before school, Lin Yun asked Jiang Lun's family what time they would come back so that he could send him home.

"I don't have anyone at home, I can go back by myself, thank you Teacher Lin today."

Jiang Lun thanked Lin Yun with a medicine bag, gauze was still on his face, and he looked thin and small in the wide school uniform, which was very pitiful.

"Nobody%3F"

"Well, my parents are very busy at work, my father is on a business trip abroad, and my mother has gone to other provinces to discuss business, but the nanny will make dinner in advance, so I'm fine by myself."

Hearing Jiang Lun's words, Lin Yun frowned again. Suddenly, he said, "Why don't you go to my house and I'll take care of you for a few days."

Thinking about it now, I feel that this development process is too weird, and I actually just lived in Lin Yun's house like this.

It may be that Jiang Lun looked too pitiful that day, or it may be that Jiang Lun was too wronged that day, anyway, Jiang Lun agreed when Lin Yun mentioned it.

The time spent together has increased, and I have been more or less influenced by the other party. Even after so many years, looking back now, it seems like it happened yesterday.

If nothing happened later, would Lin Yun take the exam to become a weaving teacher, or open a small shop to do handicrafts, and would not become the current Lin Yun.

Of course, maybe the ordinary and gentle Lin Yun he knew before is just an illusion, and his nature is to seek profit.

[The author has something to say: Lin Yun, the self-struggling rich generation, has no backing, no connections, and has grown from nothing in just ten years.

Thinking about it this way, Boss Lin is still very strange. orz】