The sun in the dark world "My wife is mine, Mianmian is mine"
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Zhou Xushan glanced at Wen Jin through the rearview mirror and coughed a few times, "Mr. Wen, should we go to the company now? Do we want to call the police?"
Wen Jin glanced at him and said, "No, go to the company."
"How's the company doing lately?" The last time we went to the Ming family banquet, it was because Jiang Rubai interfered, which prevented the project from being approved. If it continued to be delayed, the company's funds would be depleted a lot, which was also Wenjin's biggest headache.
Ming family, he never thought that Jiang Rubai would be related to the Ming family.
He had already estimated the amount of losses in his mind, but Zhou Xushan looked a little weird. He hesitated for a while and said, "The project has been approved and construction has started. I am preparing to report it to you."
Wen Jin was surprised, "Who approved it?"
After hearing that name, Wen Jin was silent for a moment. He couldn't explain the strange feeling in his heart. He looked in front of him and his vision began to lose focus. He suddenly stopped Zhou Xushan and said, "Send me off first..."
Zhou Xushan stopped the car and looked at Wen Jin, "Where is Mr. Wen going?"
Wen Jin frowned and looked very embarrassed. Finally he closed his eyes and said, "Go to the nursing home in Qingcheng."
Zhou Xushan's eyes were filled with surprise, but without saying anything, he started the car and drove towards the nursing home.
This journey lasted for two hours. It was not convenient for Zhou Xushan to go in, so he waited in the car.
After Wen Yan became ill, he received emergency treatment in the hospital. He was sent here not long after he stabilized. Everyone knew that Wen Yan was suffering from overwork due to his old age. Zhou Xushan knew that Wen Yan was injured by Wen Yan back then. Jin was very angry.
Wen Jin has never been here over the years. Today, for some reason, he suddenly got the urge to come and see Wen Yan.
Wen Yan was old, lying motionless on the bed, without any of the spirit of the past, like a dying tree, whose heart had been hollowed out a long time ago, and the air was filled with the bleak smell of death.
Wen Yan hated Wen Jin. When he saw him, he gasped violently and made a jealous sound in his throat. The hatred bursting out of his eyes was shocking. Wen Jin remained expressionless and motionless.
"Why don't you just die? Why are you here? I don't want to see you. You should have died as soon as you were born," Wen Yan cursed incoherently, repeating that the person in front of him was not related to him by blood. Son, but enemy.
"You are a monster, a neither-male nor female monster," Wen Yan's face flushed red, his eyes almost bulging out, as if he wanted to kill Wen Jin.
Wen Jin suddenly laughed, a clear voice sounded, and suddenly he lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders, and then his laughter became more intense, and his eyes rippled with laughter.
"Old man, what does it feel like to live your whole life and achieve nothing?"
"You don't deserve to have the things you care about taken away bit by bit, the power, position and love you deserve."
Wen Jin stared at Wen Yan, looking at his face twisted with anger, and said coldly, "But I still want to thank you."
"Thank you."
Thank you for bringing Jiang Rubai to me.
The only sun in my dark world.
Craving for the hot temperature in the chest, the spacious and powerful embrace, the heartbeat that beats violently just for him, the melody of breath lingering in the ears, the familiar breath and temperature, the warm and crazy embrace, the painful like.
Wen Jin suffered from severe insomnia and almost relied on sleeping pills to fall asleep. He would dream almost every day, and the people in his dreams had blurry faces. He ran forward, but the blurry people always kept him out of reach.
He asked anxiously, "Why don't you hug me?"
Jiang Rubai's face gradually materialized, with blood and horrific scars on it, tears and blood mixed, "Because it was you who pushed me away, have you forgotten?"
The scene suddenly changed. It was pouring rain, lightning and thunder, Jiang Rubai was lying on his back in the pond, dejected and scarred, surrounded by light blood, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, "Wen Jin, I hate you."
Wen Jin wanted to chase but suddenly fell into the abyss.
The pain spread from his limbs to his body, and there was a dense pinprick-like pain in his heart. Wen Jin woke up suddenly, only to realize that the pillow had been stained with tears, and he had not slept all night since.
The breeze is gentle and the breeze is blowing.
After leaving the nursing home and bidding farewell to Zhou Xushan, Wen Jin held a bouquet of red roses.
Walking on the winding mountain road, sweat dripping down his face, Wen Jin didn't feel tired or hot.
A smile appeared on his face, as if he didn't expect that he would be here today.
Maybe he would say to Jiang Rubai, "Can you accept my confession?" Or maybe he would hug Jiang Rubai and give him a passionate kiss.
When he arrived at the villa, the doorbell rang, and then footsteps approached. Every step seemed to step on his heart. Wen Jin suddenly became nervous, and the door slowly opened.
With his heart in his throat, he was not sure how Jiang Rubai would react, or was the person who opened the door really Jiang Rubai?
For a moment, a terrifying wave surged through his mind. The rose he was holding fell heavily to the ground. He almost trembled and said, "Mian...Mian, why are you here?"
Such a dramatic scene made Wen Jin lose his usual calmness. The expression on his face did not calm down, and his hands trembled slightly. The door was completely opened, and he saw Jiang Rubai standing behind Mian Mian, staring closely at him.
And Aunt Xu who was restless in the room.
The moment Aunt Xu saw Wen Jin, she almost cried.
Wen Jin felt even more magical.
Jiang Rubai saw the flowers on the ground, his eyes flickered slightly, he looked at Wenjin warily, picked up the flowers on the ground, took Mianmian with one hand and walked two steps towards Wenjin, Mianmian hugged Wenjin's thigh, soft and waxy Calling daddy, the two of them looked at each other in the air. Jiang Rubai suddenly stepped forward, lowered his head and took the two trembling lips in his mouth, biting gently, but he was reluctant to bite Wen Jin who was in pain.
He said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, strong and domineering, "My wife is mine, Mianmian is mine."
"I won't let you leave me again."
Wen Jin gasped and his body softened slightly. He watched Jiang Rubai step forward again and deepen the kiss, as if he wanted to swallow Jiang Rubai into his belly, "You are mine too!"
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