Han Yu

Chapter 83 Typhoon

Jin Jiyan stayed behind closed doors for a while.

Shame on people.

It just so happened that the typhoon was coming, the streets were empty, the shops were closed, and there were almost no pedestrians. You could only see the leaves outside the window, blown down by the howling wind and rustling in the air. It was a bit cold at this time.

The place where Jin Jiyan lives is a bit similar to the place where Europeans used to live. There is even a heater. Since the maid has also gone home these days, Jin Jiyan has to light the heater by himself. Fortunately, he has prepared it before. There are sufficient supplies, so don't worry about the rations for these few days.

Jin Jiyan touched the wound on his face, Han let go of his hand so simply and neatly that he was brutal, he didn't even think about defending himself and he was beaten up, of course he subconsciously didn't think about fighting back, it was just a reflex They hid, and were kicked off the bed by Han Fang, and then both of them clearly heard a sound.

At that moment, Jin Jiyan's unattractive face turned even uglier.

Han Fang smiled and said, "Is your waist bad?"

Jin Jiyan held back and said nothing.

His demeanor was gone.

Han Fang vented a little pleasure, and had to admit that from the moment he saw Jin Jiyan for the first time, he didn't like Jin Jiyan, not only because of that fake smile, but because he subconsciously knew that this guy was not easy to deal with. Cha, in fact, the same is true, the other party he wants can almost think of and respond immediately, because he has pinpointed him.

Han Fang hates the feeling of being held in hands, no one can hold him in his hands, and he also faintly feels that something is wrong with his state. Looking at him with incomprehensible eyes, he got up with difficulty covering his waist, gritted his teeth and went out.

It looks like he's about to go to the hospital.

As a result, when Han Fang came downstairs the next day, he saw Jin Jiyan sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper in good condition. Except for the bruise on his face that he greeted, he looked really intact.

He looked at the other party coldly, and the latter gestured gracefully, "From now on, there will only be the two of us in the whole villa. This period is the typhoon period, you'd better not go out."

Han Fang rested his hand on the escalator and looked down at Jin Jiyan from top to bottom. He could see the scars on the other person's face, as well as the harmless smile, and just stared at Han Fang so closely. : "So you should put back the things you packed up. At this time, no one is willing to take in guests from foreign countries."

Han Fang just stared at him calmly, without any extra emotion in his eyes. At this moment, he slowly pulled out a smile, and Jin Jiyan's pupils shrank indistinctly, feeling as if a flower was slowly unfolding in front of him, with His fingers were moving restlessly, wanting to touch that soft cheek.

His hand left a deep mark on the armrest.

Jin Jiyan's voice was hoarse and magnetic, "What's wrong?"

Gentle seems a little outrageous.

Like frozen ice, Han Fang said slowly, "It's a bit embarrassing for me to be in the same room with people I hate every day."

Jin Jiyan lowered his eyes, let go of the newspaper with one hand, and reached for the white porcelain teacup on the table next to him, half-truth and half-fake, and said jokingly: "Do you want to try to like it? I can get used to it."

"You're dreaming." Han Fang said casually, and leaned back on the escalator in a relaxed posture, looking at Jin Jiyan with his head slightly sideways.

Jin Jiyan seemed calm and still smiled quietly looking back at the past, but under that look, his heart was inexplicably disturbed, and even the cup in his hand trembled slightly, just because of the newspaper It was covered for a few minutes before Han Fang didn't notice it, but Jin Jiyan seemed to be able to see the rippling ripples from the corner of his eye, just like his chaotic heart, obviously at this time his best course of action , just lowered his eyes inadvertently, avoiding the eyes that made his heart tremble, and put the cup back to its original place, as if nothing had happened, even the heartbeat that beat faster was just an illusion .

Han Fang stared at it for a while, and then slowly said, "...Even standing in the same place and breathing the same air as him, it feels like being on the moon, in that oxygen-deficient state."

Jin Jiyan: "..."

For the first time, he discovered that Han Fang was so good at metaphors, and the metaphors were really vivid, which made him want to laugh.

Han Fang was expressionless: "I'm talking about you, I can still laugh."

Jin Jiyan said in a relaxed tone, "I can't help it."

Han Fang sneered: "Your waist can't help but hurt."

Jin Jiyan's face froze.

After mending the knife, Han Fang sneered and went upstairs again.

Jin Jiyan is actually right. At this time, if he goes out, he will definitely lose nothing. However, he doesn't know that Jin Jiyan actually has another worry. Turned back to the wind and ran away.

Although he thought so, in fact Han Fang's face became gloomy, and his heart felt desolate and depressed. He felt that something was wrong with the development of the matter.

[Host, why do I feel that he doesn't want to let you go at all. 】

"Oh."

【...Shouldn't you think about countermeasures? 】

"I want to sleep first."

[I'll sing you a lullaby? 】

Han Fang calmly said, "Unless you want to die."

Jin Jiyan looked at his back when he turned around, and before he could say the words stuck in his throat, "...you haven't eaten your breakfast yet."

The breakfast was quietly placed on the table, and Jin Jiyan has gradually seen and understood Han Fang's picky taste in the past few days, knowing that he might not be used to the food here, so he made Chinese food for him It turns out that the maid did the cooking before the maid came home. When the maid left, Jin Jiyan never counted on Han Fang, but in fact he never cooked.

If he was alone, he would be able to survive as soon as the can was opened with bread and salad. However, as soon as he thought about Han Fang, Jin Jiyan knew that it was time to test his cooking skills. Yan searched for recipes on the Internet, started from the simple ones, fried a bowl of fried rice with eggs, and waited for Han Fang to comment.

But in fact, when Han Fang bickered with him, he even forgot to eat breakfast, and went upstairs directly. Jin Jiyan bet that he must be going to sleep.

Why is Han Fang's memory getting worse day by day?

Jin Jiyan couldn't deny that he was a little disappointed in his heart, he was still secretly hoping for Han Fang's reaction, although Han Fang beat him not long ago.

He holds no grudges.

Although he hurts.

Jin Ji thought with a blank face, while putting down the newspaper and walking to the table, the egg fried rice was still steaming, he didn't taste a bite of what he made, he wanted to leave the first bite to Han Fang, since he Go upstairs, then...

Jin Jiyan took the first bite.

Close your eyes, painfully closed.

He has never eaten such a bad food in his life.

Jin Jiyan suddenly thought of Qiao Yu. During that time, what he heard the most was about Han Fang and Qiao Yu. No one thought that things would suddenly develop like this. It was very unpleasant, but I didn't expect that Qiao Yu would confess his son as if he was an ancestor, and it is said that the other party even cooked the food himself.

Many people have said this behind the scenes and found it unacceptable or unreasonable.

After all, it was Qiao Yu who was on top now.

Jin Jiyan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, Qiao Yu was willing to be so humble in front of Han Fang, was it because he liked it?still love?

Thinking about it this way, jealousy surged again unconsciously, he seemed to realize that there was another person who was going to grab Han Fang from him again.

Wait... grab it.

Jin Jiyan was a little confused. For some reason, he thought of this word subconsciously. At the same time, he felt a possessive desire that he couldn't explain clearly. Was it for Han Fang?

why?

His heart became a little flustered, and he chewed the things in his mouth unknowingly. At that moment, he seemed to be pulled to the display again. He was so engrossed in thinking that he forgot that there was still some food left in his mouth that hadn't been spit out. The egg fried rice is really... so salty.

However, what Qiao Yu can do, he can certainly do, and he can do better than the other party.

Young Master Jin thought in his heart with a blank face, but he didn't realize that he had already started to compete secretly.

Han Fang was sleepy and could always hear noises coming from downstairs, as if something had blown up. The thought flashed away, and then he fell asleep again in a daze.

and many more……

Han Fang opened his eyes.

Goldfinger was puzzled by his sudden turning over and sitting up on the bed, 【What's wrong? 】

Han Fang said in a cool tone, "What's the use of you."

【...I don't seem to have done anything to apologize to you. 】

"You didn't remind me to eat breakfast."

【You let me who never eat breakfast remind you to eat breakfast? 】

Han Fang was silent for a while, "It seems so."

At the same time, there was a loud noise downstairs.

"It's too difficult." Jin Jiyan looked at the kitchen with a spoon, and there were already horrible traces. Just now, he forgot to switch on the fire and accidentally turned on the fire.

Then Young Master Jin was overly frightened and took a basin of cold water and poured it over.

He was delighted to see an earth-shattering catastrophe happening before his eyes, and Young Master Jin didn't even dare to go over to see if these things were still usable. At the same time, a voice came from behind him sinisterly.

"Jin Jiyan, have you ever thought about what we will eat for the next few days after you blow up the kitchen?"

Jin Jiyan's body stiffened slightly, "...We still have canned food."

"Canned vegetables or salad?"

Jin Jiyan was silent for a while, then changed the subject and said, "Didn't you go upstairs?"

Han Fang ignored his question, seeing the mess in front of him and Jin Jiyan's refusal to turn to look at him, he suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly as if he had noticed something, "...Why are you wearing an apron?"

Jin Jiyan suddenly felt hopeless.

He had nothing to love and said, "Don't look at it."

"Oh." Han Fang replied, "It's still pink."

Jin Jiyan tore off his apron violently.

How could Young Master Jin endure the greasy dirt in the kitchen? Of course, he had to surround himself with the mentality that no one would see anyway... cough cough.

At this time the phone rang, and Jin Jiyan went to the living room to answer the phone at a speed that Han Fang hadn't even reacted to, so Han Fang was left alone in the kitchen. Not so good, Han Fang looked away with a lack of interest, and found a black scorched hard thing on the floor, he knelt down to observe for a while, and confirmed that it was undoubtedly a rib.

Han Fang suddenly remembered that he seemed to have said that he wanted to eat sweet and sour pork ribs.

and so……

He slowly got up and looked at the messy place.

"What did you say?" Jin Jiyan's tone was uncertain, and Jin Jidong on the other end didn't seem to notice anything was wrong, so he repeated: "I'm coming to see my brother in a few days."

"...Dad asked you to come?"

"Yes, he said that I stay at home all day and have nothing to do, let me go and learn from you."

Jin Jiyan frowned suspiciously, and asked, "Learn?"

When Jin Jidong said he was coming over at that moment, Jin Jiyan thought of Han Fang reflexively, and a kind of unhappiness slowly grew in his heart, which made him a little uncomfortable when he treated Jin Jidong and became a little irritable.

"Dad said that it's time for me to help you manage the company together." Jin Jidong said it casually as before, even though he and Jin Jiyan had some unpleasantness before, but the other party is his brother, then these unpleasantnesses are also counted. Nothing.

Jin Jiyan was silent for a while, "It's a typhoon day now."

"So it took a while to come."

Jin Jiyan considered it in his heart, and said, "Jidong, it's inappropriate for you to come here recently, brother is still busy with some things, so..."

You better not make too much trouble.

Jin Jidong knew the meaning of Jin Jiyan's unspoken words, and his mood was lost for a while, and he was a little dissatisfied: "I..."

It's not that he only knows how to play around, it's rare for him to listen to Jin Youwei's words, and it's not because... he wants to be better, so that he can probably have the capital to compete with Qiao Yu.

In the final analysis, it was still for this person, but he didn't know that it was far away and close in front of him.

After all, he was still too naive, not knowing that the brothers were still rubbing sand.

Jin Jiyan's heart was slowly brewing with constant gloom, and he smiled slightly ironically, and said in a flat tone: "I will make it clear to my father, be good at home."

Before Jin Jidong wanted to say anything else, he hung up the phone and let out a disturbed breath.

In fact, my father still loves Jin Jidong very much.

Jin Jiyan thought.

Darkness spread out in his eyes.

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