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In the European-style apartment on the top floor, he stood rigorously in a bulletproof room. He was holding a gun in his hand, and he was holding it with difficulty with his right hand. He wanted to shoot at the bullseye, but his right hand was always unable to exert strength.

He frowned, feeling very dissatisfied with his right hand.

He forced himself to shoot at the bull's-eye, but who knows, the gun was fired, but the bullet missed, and he didn't even hit the target.

Yan Jing looked at the bull's-eye in the distance with a look of disgust, he lowered his eyes and looked at his hand holding the gun, and the corner of his mouth curled into a slight sneer.

"Is this hand useless like this? Oh, rigorous, rigorous, how can you have the dignity to control other people in the future."

Yan Jing gently put down the pistol, and he stared at his right hand.Then, he slammed his right hand against the wall next to him.

In an instant, the wound on the shoulder was torn open again, and the bandage was covered with red blood stains.

Jing Ye pushed the door open and came in just in time to see Yan Jing smashing his hand against the wall, he immediately rushed over in distress and held Yan Jing's hand.

"What are you doing? Your hands are a little better, how can you hurt yourself like this?"

Jing Ye's eyes were full of worry and distress. Looking at Jing Ye's eyes rigorously, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Xiao Ye, I can no longer aim with my hand, I can't shoot a sniper rifle, and I can't hold a pistol steadily. I'm a useless person."

"Jin, you're not useless, anyway, you don't plan to go that way in the future, let's start over, since we have to start over, what does it matter if we have a gun or not? We can draw, let's draw together, right? "

Jing Ye took a serious hand and walked out the door, "Come on, I'll change your dressing first, and re-bandage the wound, so as not to wait for the wound to become infected. Don't do this again in the future. Your body is not just yours. You are mine too, and I won't allow you to hurt yourself like this."

Yan Jing let Jing Ye lead him to the living room, and he sat on the sofa in the living room with Jing Ye.

Jing Ye carefully cleaned and bandaged the serious wound on the side, and rigorously looked at Jing Ye's serious look, and the two only had each other in their eyes.

"Xiao Ye, your father has come to look for you, hasn't he?"

Jing Ye's bandaging action paused, and then he said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, I won't leave with him, how could I be willing to leave your side, without me..."

Jing Ye raised his head slowly, his eyes turned red unknowingly, his pupils hid the rigor he loved the most.

Jing Ye said that sentence affectionately, "Without me by your side, how would you face this empty world."

Yan Jing showed a very shallow smile, but Jing Ye still noticed it and remembered it in his heart.

Jing Ye stretched out his hand to caress Yan Jing's cheek, he smiled and said, "Jin, you look so pretty when you smile."

"But your father, Jing Xiao, will definitely take you back by force. He only has you as his son."

"Oh, I'm not interested in inheriting his family business. I'm not short of money now, so I don't need to touch those things. I just want to live a good life with you two in this life, and then grow old together, just the two of us."

Yan Jing gently rubbed Jing Ye's hair with his left hand, "Okay, just the two of us."

Yan Jing and Jing Ye have lived in a dark world since they were young. They yearn for freedom. They are each other's salvation. Even if they don't have offspring, they feel that as long as they have each other, they are enough. They don't want their offspring to continue living in their dark world. childhood.

Once, Yan Jing said a word to Jing Ye, he said: "From the moment I saw my mother being taken away by force, my father dying of depression, and being brought into that dark world by Master, from the moment I felt that I should die Already, but until I met you.

You are the only belief in my life, the belief in living. No matter what happens, the word Jing Ye will be the name I will remember in my whole life. "

Once upon a time, Jing Ye also wrote a letter to Yan Jing: "Jin, my mother was forced to have sex with me by my father. There is no love between them. I was brought up by a nanny since I was a child. In order not to let others Knowing that I am his son, he locked me in a castle since I was sensible. Although I learned all kinds of useful knowledge from the teacher, I had no freedom.

When I ran away for the first time, I was very lucky to meet you. It was you who made me understand that there is still a person like me in this world.

I sometimes feel like I've been thrown into the ocean and I'm drowning, you're my driftwood, every time I feel like I'm suffocating, I think of you, I have the will to live, I have to live, I want to support you and accompany you for the rest of my life. I can't let you go alone for the rest of my life.

We have been alone for so long, how can we still let each other live the rest of life alone.

Sincerely, I remember a very beautiful sentence, that sentence is like this: "Our meeting in this life is a hundred times looking back in the previous life, and our staying together in this life is a person who kowtowed on the road of marriage in the previous life."

I must be the one who kowtowed, begging hard to get married with you, and finally got together in this life. "