One Hundred and Twenty-One The Depth of Love Buried in Time (One Hundred and Twenty-One)

When Wen Yanzhi was taking a bath, he carefully inspected the baby that had just been abused. Fortunately, it was extremely strong, and it was kicked by Jing Rong.

Lively and vigorous.

However, what gave him a headache was that he was too lively when facing Jingrong.

At this point, I still can't suppress it.

As he was taking a shower, all that came to his mind was Jing Rong's appearance just now.

I just can't do it anymore

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What a pervert he is! Big pervert

Could it be that I have been too bored recently, so I suddenly have a new interest in men?

This thought made Wen Yanzhi become restless again. He couldn't wait to test whether he had feelings for other men, so he randomly grabbed a towel, wiped his body clean, and rushed out of the bathroom.

I took out my notebook and searched for movies directly on the Internet.

g丨v

The men there all have figures as good as models. Also, the face is top notch.

If he really has feelings for men, he should also have feelings for these people.

But……

The picture of g丨v popped up, and those top men appeared in front of him one by one. When doing that kind of thing, his face turned completely dark. Not only did I feel nothing, but all kinds of discomforts came out.

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After ten minutes of patience, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and closed the notebook.

He is a normal straight man! He doesn't love men

No matter how intense it was when he saw two men hugging each other, he didn't feel anything! Something that was originally strong is now weakening due to discomfort.

So what exactly does he feel about Jingrong now?

It's probably just a sense of freshness.

Wen Yanzhi was very satisfied with this idea. Feeling,

Suddenly it felt much better again. The freshness means that he is saved. After getting along with this boy for a long time and the freshness wears off, he will still be able to have fun with women.

but

He must sleep with that boy tonight

Just look at him jumping up and down with anger and helplessness

Wen Yanzhi went next door in a relaxed and happy mood. He put his hand on the door handle and wanted to push the door open, but when he twisted it, it got stuck.

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You bastard, you locked the door

Could it be that this kid crawled over from the bed?

Wen Yanzhi's relaxed and happy mood suddenly hit rock bottom again, and he went back to sleep dejectedly. Although he had the room door key, he didn't dare to open the door casually.

Jing Rong doesn't like to lose his temper, and it's scary for such a person to really make him angry.

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The next day.

Jing Yu had just finished making breakfast when the sound of a car was heard outside the door. She went to open the door. It was the driver sent by Yu Zeyao.

"Ms. Jing, my husband asked me to take you to the hospital."

"Okay. Please wait a moment while I change my clothes." Jing Yu responded and went upstairs to change his clothes. Fortunately, Besiyuan Hospital is not open in the morning.

Wear something thicker and follow the driver to the nursing home. I have been thinking about how to talk to my father about cooperating with Yu Zeyao. The last time he saw his father, he was extremely excited. I'm afraid he would be even more excited when he heard her mention this matter.

Jing Yu sighed, feeling sad.

After driving for a while, we arrived at the nursing home. Get in, get off, and walk inside.

When the attending doctor saw her coming, he greeted her enthusiastically, "Ms. Jing, you haven't been here for a while."

Jing Yu pulled his lips and smiled, thinking about his father's condition. She asked, "How is my father now? Is he okay?"

"The old gentleman can get up now, but it's not very convenient for him to move around and he has to rely on a wheelchair." The doctor said to her as he walked: "Now he can not only listen to people talking, but he can also occasionally speak short sentences. I think he has become older in the past two days." The gentleman has been looking at the door, he must be waiting for you to come over."

Jingyu had already thought about it.

She walked faster. When I opened the door to the ward and went in, I saw that my father had just woken up and the nurse was washing his face. Hearing the movement at the door, the nurse said hello.

Jing Chaochen's reaction was much slower. After they finished saying hello, his eyes fell on her at the door.

Jing Yu felt relieved when he saw the old man's increasingly clear eyes. She walked over and asked the nurse to hand the towel to her. Pulling out a chair and sitting down, the serious father wiped his face and hands.

"The hospital has been too busy these days. I've always wanted to come over, but never got around to it." Jingyu lied as he explained to his father. She couldn't say that she was under house arrest by that man.

When Jing Chaochen saw her, his face looked better. His lips moved, and Jing Yu vaguely heard the word 'Jing Rong' he said, and said, "Don't worry, Jing Rong is fine. He... isn't he in his third year of high school now? He's quite busy with his studies."

Jing Yu felt a little sad.

It's all lies.

However, he couldn't tell the truth.

Jing Chaochen's face looked much better. Jing Yu washed his face and took a toothbrush to brush his teeth. After finishing all this, I took the porridge and fed it with my own hands.

After breakfast, it was already past 9 o'clock. Jing Yu pushed Jing Chaochen to the small garden for a walk.

After walking all the way, she put a thin blanket on his legs and sat down on the bench next to him.

Father and daughter looked at each other.

Jing Chaochen seemed to have something to ask her, his Adam's apple rolled several times but no sound came out. Jing Yu knew that what his father wanted to say must have something to do with Yu Zeyao.

She took the initiative and said, "Dad, in a few days, I want to help you change a hospital."

Jing Chaochen nodded.

Jing Yu held his cold hand and thought about it for a moment before finally speaking seriously: "Last time, you met Mr. Yu, he..."

Jing Chaochen became excited when he mentioned that person. He waved his hands, shook his head, and squeezed out a few words hoarsely from his throat, "No... He, no!"

Although the voice was weak, the three words behind it were very strong.

Jing Yu felt sour in his heart, he grabbed his father's flailing hand and said repeatedly: "I know, Dad, don't get excited, I know! I know it was him who made you and Uncle Liang like this. I won't be with him. together!"

Jing Chaochen felt a little calmer after hearing Jing Yu's words.

Jing Yu looked at her father and remembered the man's request last night. She pondered for a moment and said, "Dad, but you must help me."

Jing Chaochen didn't seem to understand.

"That key...he asked you to give him the last key."

As soon as he said these words, Jing Chaochen's breathing became heavier. Jing Yu pressed his shoulders, "Dad, don't get excited first, listen to me first!"

"I know this key must be very important to you and Uncle Liang. However, no matter how important it is, it is not as important as the lives of me and Jing Rong, right?" Jing Yu whispered patiently, "Uncle Liang is in prison, and you , now that it’s like this, what does the key mean to you? If anything happens during this time, I have already thought clearly that all the glory, wealth and power are fake, and I don’t want anything. I just want you to be healthy , Jingrong is healthy. This key is in your hand, it is a bomb. Jingrong was injured by this bomb. And I..."

Speaking of this, Jing Yu paused for a moment. Thinking of that man, my heart ached.