Chapter 2182 You are my only color 1
Less than a week after returning, Wen Jin was injured again without Jin Chen knowing.
Wen Jin thought about hiding it. After all, he didn't want to scare Jinchen, who seemed unable to accept these things. On the other hand, he was secretly looking forward to how Jinchen would react when he knew he was injured.
Because of his peculiar way of thinking, when Jinchen came to the manor after school that day, he saw Wen Jin, who not only had not treated his wounds but also had not changed his bloodstained clothes, and was listening to his subordinates' reports with injuries on his shoulders and back of the neck.
Jinchen really wanted to ask Wen Jin if he had a head injury.
He waited for Wen Jin to finish speaking with a stern face, and did not rush him. However, he was so conspicuous sitting on the sofa that Wen Jin could not ignore him.
In just three minutes, the subordinate who was still being scolded was let go. Before leaving, he did not forget to look at Jinchen as if he were a benefactor. The last subordinate to leave placed the medical box next to the sofa.
Wen Jin walked towards Jinchen who was lying on the sofa, reached out to touch his collar, hooked his neck and pulled him into his arms.
The rim of the iced water glass was placed against Jinchen's lips. There was wine in it. "Want a taste?"
Jinchen: "..."
Jinchen's eyes were dangerous.
Anyone who looks at Wen Jin with such eyes will be treated badly.
It just so happened that this person was Jinchen. Wen Jin looked at her for a long time and just found her cute.
Jin placed the wine glass on the coffee table and sat down with his back to Jinchen. "Can you help me check my injury?"
As soon as Jinchen's fingers touched the collar of Wen Jin's shirt, he noticed that his shoulders were slightly stiff.
When he unbuttoned his clothes, he saw a fresh scratch running from the back of his neck to his shoulder, with a thin blood scab already forming on it.
"How did it happen?" Jinchen frowned and lightly touched the edge of the wound with his fingertips.
Wen Jin didn't really care, "It's just a minor injury."
Jinchen pushed him away and turned to open the medical box.
Wen Jin turned sideways, put his arms around his waist, and rested his chin on his shoulder: "Xiaochen, are you angry?"
"Should I be happy that you're injured?" Jinchen retorted unhappily and tore open Wen Jin's shirt with some force.
The smell of disinfectant spread in the air. He lowered his head to apply medicine to the wound. His face was still tense and became even colder.
Wen Jin suddenly smiled and lifted his chin with his fingertips: "What are you doing? Why are you so fierce?"
Jinchen's eyes flickered and he went up the slope as soon as he saw it.
Wen Jin must be made to understand the seriousness of not caring about his body.
Jinchen slapped his hand away and continued to treat the wound, saying in a low voice: "I'm not vicious."
His eyes were dark, "You didn't let me ask those questions, so I didn't ask, but what's the point of you getting yourself hurt?"
Wen Jin felt a little regretful.
I shouldn’t have let Xiaochen see the wound, I was afraid he would be really angry.
Jinchen knew what Wen Jin was thinking at a glance and almost laughed out of anger. Realizing that he couldn't guide him with normal thinking, he immediately changed his approach.
He paused for a few seconds, then added: "I have no right to control you, I know."
After saying this, unlike his aggrieved tone, he lowered his head and gently kissed the edge of the wound in a slightly tough manner. The soft touch made Wen Jin clench his fingers unconsciously.
"Xiaochen," Wen Jin suddenly pulled Jinchen's hand, rubbing the skin on the inside of his wrist with his fingertips, and pressing the light blue veins with his thumb, "Who said you have no right to manage."
He lowered his head and kissed the thin vein, "Can I let you take care of it?"
Jinchen pulled his hand back, but his tone had softened, "Including those things?"
Wen Jin: “…”
After thinking for a few seconds, Wen Jin retreated again and again, and sighed as if in compromise, "Okay, including those things."
Wen Jin couldn't even remember where his bottom line was.
[The villain's darkening value is detected -1, totaling 96! 】
Jinchen's eyebrows jumped, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and rub it against Wen Jin's neck skin twice.
Naturally, applying the medicine turned into a noisy hug. Wen Jin was more tired than going out to negotiate with others. He felt the exhaustion brought by the age gap.
Canary is at work, but it is the sponsor who is tired. How can this be possible?
Wen Jin felt that he was not feeling very balanced, so he propped himself up and pulled Jin Chen to the studio to let him be the canvas again. He was only satisfied when he saw his masterpiece.
He didn't know how normal people felt when seeing colors, but the distortion caused by corrective lenses was never half as much as on Jinchen. Wen Jin wished he could use all the rare colors he had collected in his early years on him.
Through Jinchen, Wen Jin is slowly getting to know the many colors around him. Sometimes when he's in a good mood, he even has to let Jinchen run through the clothes he's going to wear when going out every day.
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When Jinchen was preparing for the final exams of his junior year, Wen Jin returned to the Wen family.
The current person in power, Wen Jin's elder brother Wen Zhong, has returned to Yuncheng.
The reason was simple. Wen Jin's actions had become more and more frequent during this period, which finally made Wen Zheng realize the danger and forced him to come back and take charge in person.
After all, the only person who has the final say in the Wen family’s old house is the hemiplegic old man, their common father.
Among the old man's four children, only Wen Jin and Wen Zhong are brothers born to his first wife. Logically, they should have a better relationship, but one of them is genetically disabled.
Apart from the fourth Miss Wen who had already married, the third Young Master Wen and Wen Zhong had the best relationship, which inevitably led to the relatives from other families mocking Wen Jin.
Of course, with Wen Jin's secret operations in recent years, he has already taken control of most of the branches that have the right to speak, and these voices have become much less common.
College.
Thinking that it had been a long time since he had a meal with his roommates, and in order to avoid being threatened by three voices in his head all day long that he "valued women over friends", Jinchen quickly treated his roommates to a meal when he returned to school to prepare for the exam.
Hearing that Jinchen had picked up... oh no, the beautiful professor, Shen Qiu and the other two said that this should be Chen's standard for choosing a partner. They secretly searched frantically for ways to blackmail their roommate who had become rich overnight.
Shen Qiu scalded the tripe and stuffed it into Jinchen's bowl with a whine: "Brother Chen, give it a try!"
Jinchen: "..."
What to make up.
"Professor Wen really doesn't check on you?" Yun Liu bit the straw and peeked at Jin Chen's phone, "How many plates of beef have you had? Is he willing to let you out to play?"
Zhao Pei suddenly raised his iced beer: "I bet fifty cents that the phone will come in three minutes!"
The glass bottle hit the edge of the table with a crisp sound, and Jinchen's mobile phone screen suddenly lit up.
Shen Qiu leaned forward to grab it, but he hit the back of his hand with the end of the chopsticks.
A blurry photo popped up on the text message interface. Jinchen clicked it without giving his roommate any warning.
Inside was Jinchen, or rather, all the previous information of the original body.
The hot pot ingredients on the glass turntable suddenly lost their fragrance. Three heads crowded around Jinchen to watch, with the same expression, all of them were very shocked.
"Is this the price of being in love with Professor Wen?" Zhao Pei patted Jinchen on the back.
"Hey, boiling, boiling! The soup is boiling!" Shen Qiu hurriedly tried to lift the lid of the pot and sank the stainless steel colander into the red soup to stir it.
"The newsstand at the school gate." Jinchen looked at the address requested in the text message.
When Jinchen stood up to put on his coat, Yunliu suddenly stuffed a bottle of chili water into his pocket: "Brother Chen, come on!"
Zhao Pei silently pushed over a steel thermos cup with ice cubes sloshing inside. "Even though I don't know who it is, I can kill him at the critical moment!"
"Well... I'll call the police if you don't come back in ten minutes." Shen Qiu turned the hot pot restaurant order card to the back and tremblingly wrote down three emergency contacts.
Jinchen: "..."
Jinchen declined the offer and put the seasoning and ice back, "I didn't go there to treat that person to hot pot."
"No need to call the police, I know what's going on."
Jinchen walked to the cashier counter and then turned back to pay before leaving.
