Watching Gong Yu Qingchen walk into the rain step by step, Fengyuan Qingji did not move.
He held a black umbrella, with deep sadness in his eyes.
The rain curtain gradually grew larger, gradually covering the sight, and the figures in front were slowly obscured by the rain curtain.
When Fengyuan Qingji saw the figure in front of him, he accidentally lost his balance and fell forward to the ground.
He subconsciously ran forward, and when he got closer, he stopped again.
The child had already gotten up from the ground. Even though his clothes were completely soaked in sewage, and even though the fall caused great pain, he continued to move forward as if he was unconscious.
Fengyuan Qingji couldn't explain how he felt. He wanted to move forward and take the child home, but his feet seemed to be imprisoned, fixed in place.
This child doesn¡¯t need his father now, he knows it very clearly.
He is his enemy, and they know each other clearly.
Hatred will not end with a change in identity, nor will the past change with some words.
When he chose to leave his wife on the eve of her delivery, he was no longer worthy of being called a father.
But even so, some things cannot be watched.
He finally took a step forward
Gong Yu Qingchen rarely got wet in the rain. The increasingly heavy rain made him feel a little confused. The soaked clothes stuck to his body, and the chill poured into his already weak body.
He began to tremble uncontrollably, and the hand holding the box began to become weak.
He looked at the road ahead. No one was passing on the road, and there were no curbs on both sides of the road where people could take shelter from the rain. Occasionally, vehicles passed by, and they passed by in a hurry, causing a splash of water.
Since leaving that base, he has not experienced this feeling for a long time.
He seemed to be the only one left in the huge world. Cold and coldness swept over him, and his vision was dim with no trace of brilliance.
His eyes were dark, as if some energy had been drained away from him.
Kamikawa Shun was sitting in the car at the corner, looking at Gong Yu Qingchen from a distance with worried eyes.
Gong Yu Qingchen's current condition is very poor, and his body is very weak. Now the willful Lin will probably faint due to such a heavy rain.
If there was no one else around, he would just drive over and let Gong Yu Qingchen get in the car.
But it¡¯s not just him here, there¡¯s also the other person¡¯s biological father.
Gong Yu Qingchen is so smart that he naturally understands the implication of Fengyuan Qingji¡¯s words.
¡°Perhaps Gong Yu Qingchen should have some guesses about his identity since the last time he came here.
However, he suppressed this absurd speculation and continued to proceed according to the original plan.
But many things often don¡¯t develop as imagined.
He was originally supposed to blow up Feng Yuan Qingji this time, but he did nothing when the other party explained all the reasons in a sad tone.
??Can¡¯t Gong Yu Qingchen take action?
No, not really.
??????? Togyuan Kiyoshi is the enemy he has hated for so many years. How could he not stop after killing so many people?
He just
He just wanted to keep him alive until he found out the truth.
He couldn¡¯t bear to spend half of his short life being plotted by others. He hated the pair of black hands that loomed over his head after so many years¡ª¡ª
That black hand is called the organization.
All his misfortunes stem from there.
A black umbrella appeared above his head again, and Fengyuan Qingji reached out to support Gong Yu Qingchen, who was a little shaken.
Although Gong Yu Qingchen's mind was a little drowsy, his consciousness was still clear.
He hated this person and struggled to break away from the other person's support.
Regardless of his resistance, Fengyuan Qingji held his back forcefully.
His suit was already wet from the rain on the muddy ground, and the black umbrella cloth was fixed on his shoulders, covering Gong Yu Qingchen behind him.
Gong Yu Qingchen is lighter than expected. He is clearly carrying an adult on his back, but it feels like he is carrying a child dozens of meters tall.
Gong Yu Qingchen was struggling very hard. He was already resisting Fengyuan Qingji's support, and now he was struggling even more with his hands and feet.
Fengyuan Qingji needs one hand to hold the umbrella, and with only one hand, it is very difficult to stabilize Gong Yu Qingchen who is struggling.
"You are in very poor health now. If you continue to get wet like this, you will??Danger. "
Gong Yu Qingchen refused to listen at all and continued to struggle.
Even if he faints in this rain curtain, he doesn¡¯t want to lie on the other person¡¯s back!
However, his physical fitness was limited after all. After struggling for a while, he soon lost strength and gradually stopped.
Seeing that he finally stopped, Fengyuan Qingji breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he is now over fifty, he has never relaxed his physical training. He does not want to hurt him.
"Where is your home? I will take you back."
Gong Yu Qingchen said nothing, Fengyuan Qingsi's heart tightened, and he quickly looked back and found that the child had fainted.
He held the umbrella rib between his neck and shoulders, fixed the other person with one hand, and probed his forehead with the other hand.
Gong Yu Qingchen's forehead was not as hot as usual. After only being showered for such a short time, his forehead was extremely hot.
¡°I have a fever!¡±
Fengyuan Qingji couldn't help but become anxious. His car was in the house, which was already some distance away from the villa.
He made a decisive decision and headed to the main road ahead, preparing to take a taxi to the nearest hospital.
In the rain curtain, a black figure ran in the rain. A black umbrella covered all the people on his back. The hands of the person on his back were drooped on both sides. As the running swayed, the box in his hand fell down, making a crisp sound. Muffled sound.
An unreasonable sense of crisis instantly enveloped Fengyuan Qingji, and he had already reacted in just an instant.
He kicked the box forward, then quickly put down Gong Yu Qingchen, keeping him under him in a protective posture.
Fengyuan Qingji kicked the box in less than 0.1 seconds, and the box flew out even faster, but even so, the box exploded only five or six meters after being kicked out.
A violent loud noise exploded in the rain, and the debris produced by the explosion flew everywhere with the power of bullets.
Fengyuan Qingji only came to protect Gong Yu Qingchen below, and then he felt a burning pain spreading in his back.
He groaned, feeling many fragments pierce into his flesh and blood.
Gong Yu Qingchen was awakened by the loud noise. He felt like he was being pressed by something and couldn't breathe.
"Where am Iwhat's going on"
The dizziness of his mind made it difficult for him to regain consciousness. He opened his eyes blearily, and the explosions in his ears continued. He saw someone pressing on him, with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed. There are still a few wisps of bright red blood on the corners of his lips.