If you don't bend, I will be blackened!

Now I can't even sleep if I want to.

Zhang Zucong was just about to stand up to wipe Bai Jinyi's face with a bucket of water, but his hands were held as soon as he got up.

He lowered his head and glanced at the hand with pale pink fingertips and narrowed his eyes slightly.It's not necessarily impossible to sleep.

Didn't Assistant Lin say that?Create a sense of crisis.

So what if we split?We can still get along even if we divide.

Zhang Zucong's eyes flashed a dark light that he must win, and he gently brushed away Bai Jinyi's hand and entered the bathroom.

When Bai Jin woke up, it was already evening.

I just opened my eyes, because I slept for too long and I couldn't get used to the light, so I raised my arms weakly to cover my eyes, and then slowly moved away after I got used to it.At a glance, I saw Zhang Zucong who moved the desk to the bedroom and was processing documents at the desk.

Zhang Zucong leaned sideways on the chair lazily, with half of his facial features facing the sun and half hidden in the dark.

From Bai Jinyi's angle, he saw his tough and smooth jawbone line, his hair was let down and hung on his forehead, softening his too rigid facial features.

Bai Jinyi's heart missed a few beats, and he stared blankly.

Sensing Bai Jinyi's gaze, Zhang Zucong turned his head and said with a sigh of relief, "How do you feel?"

After speaking, he walked over and pulled the quilt to check the wound on Bai Jinyi's body. The deepest wound that spread from the waist to the shoulder had begun to scab, and it seemed that he was recovering well.

Zhang Zucong said, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

As soon as Bai Jin wanted to shake his head, his stomach growled.

Zhang Zucong raised his eyebrows, walked out of the bedroom and came in with a bowl of porridge.

Bai Jinyi was helped up.

Zhang Zucong still blew the porridge cold for him and fed it into his mouth, and then watched him go into the bathroom and fetch a towel to wipe his body.

Bai Jinyi's heart twitched violently as he looked at Zhang Zucong, who was busy with himself.

Uncle Cong is so kind to him, but he doesn't love him.

Zhang Zucong wiped his hands while coming out of the bathroom, and saw Bai Jinyi's eyes froze for a moment, why was he about to cry again?

He threw down the towel and stretched out his hand to hug Bai Jinyi, but he thought that this gesture was too intimate.

The outstretched hand patted the pillow abruptly, and asked, "Is the wound hurting?"

Bai Jin nodded and smiled, her voice was still a little hoarse: "Well, just kiss me."

Looking at Bai Jinyi's frowned eyebrows, Zhang Zucong paused, then looked away, and said, "I'll let Yunye take a look."

Bai Jin froze, and curled her lips a few seconds later: "It won't hurt if I kiss you!"

It's up to you to be together, forget it, it's up to you too, I don't think much of him as an uncle.

Zhang Zucong's eyes sank slightly, he turned around and said, "Be honest, don't cry to me when the wound bursts."

Bai Jinyi looked at his back, his face was pale, his eyes were cold but the sockets were slightly red.

In the next few days, Bai Jinyi could clearly feel that Zhang Zucong was alienating him.

In the past, Bai Jinyi could easily hold Zhang Zucong's hand, but now he can't.

In the past, the door of Zhang Zucong's room was because he knew that Bai Jin liked to climb into bed in the middle of the night, but now when Bai Jin went to open the door in the middle of the night, he couldn't open it no matter what.

No more intimate hugs, no slightly irascible accusations.

Only serious business.

As soon as Bai Jin knew what was going on, Zhang Zucong gave Bai Jin a month or two. Now that Aunt Ni Hong is pregnant, he naturally wants to get out of this relationship to take care of Ni Hong.

Another half a month passed, and Bai Jinyi's injuries were almost healed.

It's just that the wound on the back has healed, but the wound on the heart has never received an effective treatment plan, and it is left to rot with pain.

Bai Jinyi knows that there is a medicine that can cure the disease, but this medicine named Zhang Zucong is hard to find in the world for Bai Jinyi.

There is no cure for him.

Zhang Zucong had a morning shift for himself that day, and he had clearly felt that Bai Jinyi had changed completely recently.

The smile is less, not less but gone, always sitting alone in front of the window and staring out of the window in a daze, not knowing what to think.Zhang Zucong had just returned to Dongjiao No. [-], and took a look at Edward who had been transferred from the United States to replace Uncle Hua.

Edward bowed slightly and said, "Master Bai has been locked in the house for a whole day today, but he still eats three meals."

Zhang Zucong frowned, raised his long legs and walked to the second floor.

Walking straight into the master bedroom, seeing the young man sitting on the bay window in a daze again, he felt very uncomfortable.

Don't be broken by the old man, you have to take him to check it out another day.

Bai Jinyi saw Zhang Zucong from the reflection on the window, he turned around, got out of the bay window, and said with a smile, "Uncle Cong, did you come back so early today?"

Zhang Zucong lit a cigarette and said nothing.

Bai Jin stopped when he passed by Zhang Zucong once he returned to the room, and couldn't help reaching out to reach Zhang Zucong's hand.

He needs to live on.

Even though he was close at hand, Bai Jinyi seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Before holding it, Zhang Zucong moved his fingers, and Bai Jinyi withdrew his hand in a panic like a frightened rabbit, and quickly left Zhang Zucong's bedroom with red eyes.

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Zucong stood there casually with a cigarette in his mouth, squinting his eyes and watching Bai Jinyi's back disappear into another door, and he didn't know what was thinking in those deep eyes.

Bai Jin got up from the bed the next day, rubbed his eyes and watched the servant busy in the corridor.

After a pause, he said, "What happened?"

The servant smiled and said, "Fifth Master is going to invite a few important friends back for dinner today, let's clean up."

Bai Jin paused for a moment, they moved to this villa for almost six years, Zhang Zucong has never held any banquet here, what happened today?

Bai Jinyi was full of doubts.

Puzzled, Bai Jinyi simply stopped thinking about it. After all, Zhang Zucong could understand what Zhang Zucong was doing.

So he cleaned up and went to find Song Yaya.

Song Yaya's belly is getting bigger and bigger recently, and her long hair has been cut into a short student's head.

The whole person became more and more gentle and soft.

Bai Jin's mood finally cleared away the clouds and mist, and it became brighter.

"Is it only 20 days before the due date?" Bai Jinyi asked.

Song Yaya nodded with a smile, put the rabbit-shaped apple on the table, and said, "Yes, Mr. Yun is exaggerating. He has already hired auntie to take care of me. Did you ask him to do this?"

Bai Jin nodded: "I've wanted to do this for a long time, and I'm afraid you won't agree. The most important thing is that I have someone to take care of me recently."

"Speaking of which, Jin Yi, have you lost a lot of weight?" Song Yaya asked in a worried tone.

Bai Jin was stunned for a moment, reached out to touch his face, and said, "It should be a little thinner."

Song Yaya sighed and said, "Did something happen to you? Tell me if you don't mind?"

Bai Jin opened his mouth, but the words reached his throat but he didn't know how to say them.

What should he say?

Doesn't his uncle love him?Or does his uncle have a child with someone else or is his uncle getting married?

It feels like saying the same thing will leave the same thing, he can't say it or say it.

I don't know how long it took before he said, "It's okay."

Song Yaya looked at him with empty eyes, naturally she didn't believe it, but she didn't press her.

The air was quiet for a few minutes, and Song Yaya suddenly said pleasantly: "I finally woke up after sleeping all day!"

Bai Jin was taken aback for a moment.

Song Yaya walked over, grabbed Bai Jinyi's stiff hand and put it on her stomach, and said with a smile, "Do you feel it?"

The hand was pressed against the thin clothes and felt the palm of the hand was kicked lightly.

Bai Jin raised his head in shock, and the child in Song Yaya's belly seemed to have sensed his shock, and kicked up several times.Bai Jinyi: "He..."

Song Yaya laughed softly: "I wanted you to touch him before, but he was too lazy, he was sleeping when you came here, and I managed to catch up with you today."

That thick and strong vitality infected Bai Jinyi, making his soul tremble.

He never knew that a child's magic power was so great, and his heart softened into a ball just by such a touch.

So that's the case, does Zhang Zucong want a child... Bai Jin was still raising his hand in a daze as soon as he got back in the car, as if he could still feel the kick on his hand.

The corner of Bai Jinyi's mouth finally burst into a smile from the bottom of his heart for the first time in more than half a month.

However, his mood didn't last long. It was already past seven o'clock in the evening when he arrived at Dongjiao No. [-].

The days are long in summer, and the sky is not yet dark, but it has gradually become dark.

As soon as Bai Jin stepped into the yard, he found that the servant had set up a barbecue beside the lotus pond.

He took a look and looked up into the hall.

There were five men sitting there, except for Fang Cheng, Bai Jinyi didn't know the other five men.

In addition to this, there is another... Ni Hong.

Bai Jinyi's hand was slowly pulled up. Is Zhang Zucong going to... a showdown?

Bai Jinyi felt strong resistance at this moment, he wanted to turn around and run out.

As long as he's not here and just pretend he doesn't know, he'll be fine, right?

But the two legs were like two heavy stones tied together, and he couldn't even move them.

Obviously no one did anything to him, but he felt that the oxygen in his chest was slowly becoming thinner, and he couldn't control his trembling because of the discomfort.My brain began to buzz, and my eyes began to darken.

This state lasted for a few minutes before his breathing gradually stabilized.

And the people in the room also found Bai Jinyi, and Bai Jinyi went around the lotus pond and walked in while meeting their gazes.

Bai Jin took a deep breath and walked in. Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows when he saw him, and raised his hand: "Little Baiyang is back."

Bai Jin twitched the corners of his mouth, and after saying hello one by one, his eyes looked like Ni Hong's, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze slightly.

After a few seconds, he said, "Aunt Ni Hong."

A smugness flashed in Ni Hong's eyes that no one had noticed, and soon he changed into a soft tone: "Wash your hands in vain, we will eat later."

Fang Cheng joked after hearing the words: "You are really a qualified and good aunt, you are blessed, little Baiyang."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of booing in the room.

As soon as Bai Jin turned around, he saw Zhang Zucong appearing at the door, holding a bouquet of roses in his hand.

After looking at each other for a short time, Bai Jinyi's eyes turned red instantly, with sourness welling up. He looked at Zhang Zucong with red eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched, trying to smile, but he couldn't.

In the end, he stopped insisting and just looked at Zhang Zucong with such a sad look.

Looking at the sadness that almost overwhelmed him, Zhang Zucong was secretly happy while his heart was stinging.

jealous.

Just be jealous.

He said seriously: "Have you greeted your Auntie Ni Hong?"

Bai Jinyi froze, nodded indiscriminately, and when he felt tears were about to fall, he turned around and walked upstairs.

Ni Hong looked at his back and said, "Why did Baibai go up? Wash your hands and eat."

Looking at the thin figure, Zhang Zucong said, "What does he do? He's not a child anymore, he's not hungry."

Hearing that the figure in the middle of the stairs seemed to be frozen for a few seconds, then he ran with his head down, like an angry child, but more like running away.The author has something to say, I’m here? October 2020, 10 at 28:13 [Today is a tearful check-in machine]

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