He was terrified for a while.

Yuan Yun grabbed his arm, his eyes fell on his face full of tears, and suddenly froze.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Yun's voice was hoarse, her fingertips were a little white, her body was stiff, and she watched Rong Wan's expression cautiously.

Rong Wan wiped his face, walked over, and kicked off the guardrail on the balcony. The guardrail was really shaky and fell from the fifth floor almost instantly.

Yuan Yun's face changed suddenly, but he reflexively pulled back Rong Wan, who was standing at the tuyere.

He got it.

For a moment, Yuan Yun was like falling into an ice cellar, and felt that he was so humble and dark that he had nowhere to hide. For a few seconds, he firmly grasped Rong Wan's arm, but his whole body was as stiff as a slate, and the expression on his face was like a dead thing, and he didn't know how to react.

He made a plan, and also thought about the retreat and the consequences. As long as that scum is there for one day, Rong Wan will always be threatened. That scum had said that he would set fires, kill people, and stare at Rong Wan for the rest of his life, just to make it difficult for his unfilial son. He knew that the scum could absolutely say it and do it—

But he brought Rong Wan into the mud, how could he not protect Rong Wan.

He is willing to use all means to exchange for the safety and smoothness of the person in front of him. If there was anything else to spare, he secretly hoped that he could escape the punishment of the law and accompany the person in front of him.

"Brother Yun." Rong Wan took a deep breath and said, "What did I tell you last time, only the second half of the year is left, you promised me to be patient..."

"He will hurt you." Yuan Yun's voice was hoarse, trying to suppress something, and turned his head away.

Rong Wan couldn't help hugging him, buried his head in his neck, and said with a sour nose, "That won't work either, don't do things that will put you on forever shackles, don't break through your bottom line, don't become your best Hate...you promise me."

Although Yuan Yun didn't speak, he stretched out his arms, tightly holding Rong Wan in his arms, his eyes were slightly red, and he kissed Rong Wan's neck with some heavy breathing.

He felt Rong Wan's body temperature, and the unease, fear, anger, and hatred surging in his heart were saved.

"Okay."

...

The snow fell deeper and deeper outside, and the snow quickly buried a half of the guardrail that fell downstairs. Rong Wan held Yuan Yun's hand and sat down on the sofa, his phone had been muted by him.

The weather was so cold that the two of them curled up together, like licking each other's wounds. He didn't leave. On such a difficult night, he wanted to accompany Yuan Yun to wait for something to come.

As the morning approached, the phone in the living room suddenly rang a few times.

Yuan Yun and Rong Wan were leaning against each other, slumbering hazy, not realizing what was going on, they answered the phone in the past, and after hearing what was said over there, his face became a little inexplicable for a moment.

Rong Wan had a hunch in his heart and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My father's... detention notice." Yuan Yun turned his head to look at him and said these words with a look of consternation on his face.

Chapter 70

This winter night was quite hard, and Rong Wan stayed with Yuan Yun until dawn.

The next day, Yuan Yun did not hire a lawyer for the scum at all, but asked the school for two days off and went back to settle his grandmother. When Rong Wan returned home, he was immediately scolded by Jing's father bloody. But at this time, Rong Wan was a little exhausted, and he didn't have the mood to talk to Father Jing, so he went back to the room and started to have a fever.

Jing Yizhi was originally weak, but Rong Wan ran around in the cold winter night and stayed up all night.

Once the nerves that have been tense are relaxed, it is a serious illness in the dark.

The illness caused Jing's father and the other three people to die. Jing's mother was crying in the living room, blaming Jing's father for not being too harsh and harsh on his younger son. Although Jing Meng didn't say anything to his father, but every ten minutes was about to go to the room to see if brother's fever had gone down, and dared not say anything to Jing's father.

It made Father Jing not a person inside or outside, and he didn't know what to do.

At night, he quietly put on his clothes and went to his younger son's room, flipping through the exercise sets and papers on the table, only to realize that his younger son had changed so much. You must know that in the first seventeen years of Jing Yizhi's life, he was completely mixed with food and clothing. When did he seriously write half of the questions? The results are quite mediocre! But now there has been so much progress...

Father Jing frowned and sat beside Rong Wan's bed for a while.

Although his mouth is stern, his own son, he is really distressed. For a while now, seeing his younger son lose so much weight, he looks like he is trapped by love. As a father, he actually doesn't know what to do.

Rong Wan had already noticed that someone sneaked in in the middle of the night and touched his forehead, and he knew it was Father Jing without opening his eyes! He suddenly had an idea, turned over, pretended to be in a very uneasy sleep, frowned, and tugged at his collar uncomfortably, muttering, "Yuan Yun..."

"..." Father Jing was startled. The son is thinking about that kid in his dreams. Did that kid pour ecstasy soup for his son? ! It's been a long time since the two of them have been separated for more than two months. Hasn't the son forgotten about that kid?

Father Jing looked at his son who looked bad because of his illness, and his mood suddenly became complicated - he was afraid that his son would be like him, and he would be stubborn if he identified a person, even if he separated his son from that kid for a few years, The son can't forget the boy, and he refuses to marry a girl, so what should do?

Rong Wan wanted to continue acting, but Father Jing seemed to be afraid of hearing him say something bad in his sleep, so he got up and left quickly, his face was very complicated when he left.

Rong Wan smashed his mouth, and it was a pity that his desire for drama was not satisfied.

It took him three days to recover from his serious illness. When he was in a daze, he seemed to feel that Yuan Yun had come a few times and wiped his forehead with cold water. He thought it was an illusion, but when he was able to get out of bed to eat Later, Jing's mother told him that Yuan Yun had indeed come.

Father Jing sat on the main seat of the dining table with an ugly face: "You are thinking about talking nonsense in your dreams! He has been waiting outside the door again, it's snowing so hard, it's several degrees below zero, can you stop him? Come in, can I really ask the security to throw him out?"