Chen Jia was not joking. He just sent someone to break Jiang Chun's leg quietly. Even if he found out on his head, he would not be able to do anything to him.

She was trembling all over, and her pale lips were pursed tightly to suppress her emotions.

"good……"

A tear condensed in the young man's eyes and slowly slid out of his eyes.

Wen Xien stood up slowly, lifted Chen Jia's quilt, climbed onto the hospital bed...

Jiang Chun was locked up at home, and he knew the trouble he had caused. He restrained himself and was not running around, mainly because he couldn't run out even if he wanted to.

He played games in the room for a day, and when he was tired of playing at night, he squinted his eyes and went to the kitchen to find food.

I looked for some food in the refrigerator. Just as I was about to go upstairs, I heard a slight movement in the living room.

Jiang Chun walked over in confusion, turned on the light, and was originally lazy and half-squinted, suddenly widening, "Brother!"

He hadn't seen Wen Xien for several days recently, and asked the servants that Wen Xien had gone to school.

Wen Xien paused when he heard Jiang Chun's voice.

She was wearing a white shirt and her hands were still tightly clutching her collar.

From Jiang Chun's perspective, you can only see half of Wen Xien's face and tightly pursed pale and pale lips.

She shook her body, as if she was unable to stand firm.

The young man responded softly and stumbled upstairs.

Jiang Chun felt a little strange. He threw away the snacks in his hand and frowned and rushed to chase him.

He didn't forget to shout, "Brother, brother, wait for me."

Instead of stopping, the person in front walked faster and almost tripped by the last stairs. She staggered forward several steps before she quickly entered the room in panic and immediately closed the door and locked it.

Wen Xien leaned against the door panel, and the messy hair on her forehead covered her eyebrows.

There was someone outside the door slamming the door hard. She stood on the door panel for a while, and slowly slid down the door panel.

The young man was not wearing his clothes at all. The clothes were bigger and the skin exposed on his body was full of purple marks.

It was very cold on the floor, but Wen Xien felt even colder. She slowly curled up and buried her head in her arms.

"Brother, brother! What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Is someone bullying you?"

"Brother! Open the door, brother!"

Jiang Chun, who was standing at the door, slapped the door. He spoke very quickly because he was too anxious.

The young man's shoulders were trembling, and he took several deep breaths before trying to say in his usual normal voice, "I'm fine, I'm just too tired, go to bed quickly."

Jiang Chun stood at the door for a long time, but didn't knock on the door wildly, and said to the door panel, "Brother, just let me take a look at you, I miss you a little."

No sound came from the room. Jiang Chun stood at the door for a long time, his ear pressed against the door, and listened to the movement inside intently.

There was silence in the room.

He had no choice but to lower his head in disappointment and said unwillingly, "Brother, I'll leave first, you have a good rest."

The room was still terrible and I couldn't get a response, so I turned around and left.

Jiang Chun suddenly felt very uncomfortable. The discomfort came inexplicably. He couldn't help but turn back and patted the door harder. The palms of his palms were red, but Jiang Chun seemed to be unable to feel it.

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Chapter completed!