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On the day he came out, Xu Hui lay unconscious on a 12o ambulance and was taken to the hospital.

Xu Zhengyang seemed to want to vent out all the complaints against Xu Hui that had been accumulated in his heart for nearly 30 years. He beat Xu Hui with a golf club and bruises all over his body.

Xu Hui was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, coupled with his pampering, he grew up to be an out-and-out second-generation ancestor.

He has no skills, but he is proficient in eating, drinking and playing.

The old lady of the Xu family holds the only golden grandson in her hands, and no one can beat or scold her. When Xu Zhengyang was young, he was busy with his career and neglected to discipline his son.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Hui's bad roots were rooted in the bone marrow, and he couldn't change it. Xu Zhengyang had no choice but to turn a blind eye and close his eyes. As long as he doesn't make a big mistake, let him do it!

What he didn't expect was that Xu Hui also played such a thing as coming out.

For so many years, Xu Hui's actions have well interpreted the word dandy, Xu Zhengyang doesn't want to take care of his bad things, and is too lazy to take care of them.

But this time Xu Hui's bold coming out of the closet broke the last bit of tolerance in his heart.

He pretended to be calm, with a straight face, and asked him seriously, can he change it?

Xu Hui is not afraid of death, he can't change it!

He nodded, calmly took out a club from his bag, looked at his stubborn son, and swung it down heavily towards his legs.

Xu Hui fell to his knees on the ground, with a burning pain in his leg, Xu Zhengyang shouted sharply: Get up!

Xu Hui gritted his teeth and supported the desk to stand up little by little. Before his legs could stand upright, he was hit a second time.

The pain made him almost cry out, blood oozed from his clenched lower lip, and big drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He closed his eyes tightly and clenched his hands tightly, leaning against the desk to support himself so as not to fall down again.

Xu Zhengyang made up his mind to subdue this naughty boy, but he didn't believe that a person who had been pampered all this time could endure such hardship.

He was waiting, waiting for his begging for mercy, waiting for his surrender.

Xu Hui received a solid blow on the back, and he fell down on the desk, his chin hit the hard table top, his mouth was full of fishy and sweet taste.

He felt that he couldn't hold on any longer, and he loosened his grip on the desk little by little.

He slipped and fell to the ground, Xu Zhengyang panted and asked sharply, should he change it? !

Xu Hui curled up on the ground in pain, almost lost feeling in his legs, and the pain paralyzed his nerves.

He couldn't speak a word.

This silence was like a protest, which intensified Xu Zhengyang's anger.

He dropped the cue and kicked Xu Hui hard.

In 30 years, he only slapped Xu Hui once.

Now, with red eyes, he beat his own son to death.

Anger burned all his pity and reason, and for a moment, he really wanted to kill this useless son just like this.

The wife and younger sister who heard the movement outside the study slammed on the door, but Xu Hui, who was curled up on the ground and trembling in the study, closed his mouth tightly and did not even groan.

Thirty years of dissatisfaction broke out on this day, and he kicked and beat his helpless son like an enemy.

Panting, he knelt beside Xu Hui and asked him for the last time, whether to change or not?

Xu Hui has lost consciousness.

The study door opened, and Jin Meixuan rushed into the room.

Immediately afterwards there was a heart-piercing cry, and my aunt grabbed the phone and dialed 12o in an unsteady tone.

Soon, the ambulance took away the unconscious Xu Hui.

Before walking out of the house, Jin Meixuan looked back at the man who was pretending to be calm sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"If something happens to my son, Xu Zhengyang, I will not let you go."

It was three days after Xu Hui woke up. Xu Hui's mother's eyes were swollen from crying and boiled. After seeing him finally awake, she was persuaded to go home by her aunt and aunt.

When Liao Shengying came to see him, she scolded him for being out of his mind, and would not choose a day when his grandma was at home even if he wanted to come out of the closet, so he was looking for death!

Xu Hui, who had just recovered his life, only asked, did you find him?

Liao Shengying knew he was hopeless.

After the elders of the Xu family returned from their youngest son, Xu Zhengyang explained that Xu Hui had traveled abroad.

Jin Meixuan went out every day, and when she came back, she still had a cold face, and she didn't even want to say a word to her husband.

Grandma Xu Hui saw the clue, pulled her little daughter aside and asked what happened?

Aunt Xu Hui didn't dare to tell the truth, she just made up a nonsense saying that the elder brother found the mistress outside and was discovered by the elder sister-in-law, and the couple had a cold war!

Xu Hui was locked up in the ward to recover from his injuries for more than half a month.

He was indeed locked up, and there were two well-trained bodyguards standing at the door, and even the two black suits that his mother pushed him in the wheelchair for a walk in the hospital followed closely.

Zhang Yin said that Xu Hui's legs were almost useless, Hao Shi specially bought a bouquet of red roses to disgust him when he visited the doctor, Liao Shengying was the worst, and picked two hot young models wearing almost three-point outfits to dance in front of him sex dance.

Xu Hui's wound hadn't healed yet, so he couldn't move too much, he just hooked his fingers at the damaged friend, and yelled forcefully at the close ear: Get out!

In the dead of night, he would call the number that stopped the phone again and again without giving up.

He asked stupidly to the photo of the man in the phone, I'm already like this, why don't you come back?

When will you punish me? Can you give me some time?

Jing An, come back...I miss you...

The man in the photo wouldn't move or answer him, but that ordinary smiling face twisted his heart into a ball.

After nearly a month in the hospital, he finally got news from Wu Jingan.

I bought a train ticket to City S with my ID card, and the arrival time was three o'clock in the afternoon.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Hui was so excited that he couldn't speak. He lifted the quilt and just wanted to stand up, but fell to the ground.

He was so happy that he almost forgot that his almost disabled legs could not walk normally.

He lay down beside the bed and found his mobile phone to call Liao Shengying: "I don't care what method you use, in short, get me out of this damn place within an hour."

Liao Shengying, who hung up the phone, scolded the guy who owed this guy in her previous life, while wearing a coat and taking the car keys, racking her brains to think of a way to lure the two black superheroes away.

Four or ten minutes later, a group of professional medical staff broke into Xu Hui's ward.

The doctor and the white coat got into a ball, and someone "accidentally" hit a black suit, and the black suit was angry: what are you doing? !

The man howled rationally: What are you doing? !Hit someone!

Unceremoniously swung a second punch.

After all, the black suit was young and energetic, so he couldn't help provoking and started a fight with that person. Seeing this, his companion stepped forward to help, and the two gangs fought and fought elsewhere.

Liao Shengying pushed the wheelchair into the ward, Xu Hui took off his coat and put it on himself, and said in a commanding tone: "You go to the ward and lie down, at least buy me some time."

Liao Shengying's eyes widened, "You, what, what?!"

Xu Hui gave him a white look, and slipped out of the house in a wheelchair.

Liao Shengying looked at the figure going away, and cursed viciously, "Little Guisun, I curse you that you will never be able to marry a wife in your life!"

It was only when he put on his hospital gown and lay on the bed that he remembered, damn it, this man has gone to grandma's house, so it's no wonder he can find his wife!

Xu Hui pushed the wheelchair forward. This is the third floor. The place where the gang made trouble was next to the elevator. He had no choice but to take the stairs.

Looking at the long stairs, he took a deep breath, leaned on the railing, gritted his teeth and stood up.

After two steps, he rolled directly down.

Lying on the landing, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, he gasped in pain, but still smiled.

Wu Jingan is back, finally back.

He grabbed the bottom of the railing and moved down a little bit.

He knew that Jing An would not abandon him, no matter how much he hated and resented, he still couldn't let go.

His whole body ached from the hard steps, and his hands couldn't bear the weight of his body, so he slid down the stairs.

Does Jing An still hate him?I haven't seen him for so long, has he changed?is it going well?Did the resentment in my heart decrease a little?

The unhealed wound opened, and the excruciating pain forced tears out.

He laughed, he cried, and he murmured Wu Jingan's name.

After paying such a high price, he finally got that person back.

After climbing to the first floor with great difficulty, he leaned on the wall and stood up. Every step he took hurt so much that he wanted to hit the wall.

His father is too ruthless, with such a heavy hand, I really want to kill him and regenerate him!

I always fall to the ground within a few steps, and get up again by willpower, moving forward with difficulty.

Some kind-hearted people stepped forward to help him, and with the help of others, he finally got into a taxi.

Collapsing on the back seat of the car collapsed, the driver asked him where he was going, but he changed his words just after giving the name of the place.

"Do you know... who sells... crutches?"

An hour later, Xu Hui appeared in front of Wu Jingan leaning on crutches, with scars all over his face, and a mess.

When the backpack fell to the ground, Wu Jingan's eyes widened in disbelief.

"you you……"

Seeing Wu Jing'an again, Xu Hui had mixed feelings in his heart.

He was dark and thin, and he didn't have a good time during this time.

The pain in his body was weakened a lot at this moment. He tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said out of breath: "I'm back..."

Wu Jing'an lowered his head, restrained his concern and asked softly, "How did this happen?"

Xu Hui leaned on his crutches to support his bruised body, and said with a smile, "It's okay... a while ago... I accidentally fell down from upstairs."

Wu Jingan raised his eyes to look at him. Xu Hui's smiling face was once as bright as the scorching sun, but now, the bruise-covered face was only dull.

Xu Hui had a panoramic view of Wu Jingan's expression, and he knew that this person still cared about him.

He was a little carried away, and took a step forward with his crutches, "Jing An, I'm hungry, make me something to eat!" After tossing and tossing for half a day, his energy was exhausted. At this moment, the disappointing stomach sang the empty city plan.

Wu Jingan looked at the forced smile on the man's face, "There is nothing here."

Xu Hui seemed to have just remembered the fact that they had been separated for a long time, and after a helpless "Oh", "Then go out to eat, go to the one you usually like to eat."

Xu Hui struggled to move his crutches. He really couldn't use them well. He fell twice in the short two-story building. In a fit of anger, he dragged his crutches and climbed up to the second floor. Fortunately, no one saw him.

As soon as he turned around, he heard the voice of the person behind him without any warmth.

"Xu Hui, we...have broken up."