After the thick black and viscous Chinese medicine soup has been conditioned, it has been carefully boiled over low heat to maintain the temperature, and I don't know how many times it has been reheated.

Glancing at the medicinal stains that slightly overflowed the terracotta as the soup boiled, Longji shook his head, lifted the curtain and walked to the edge of the collapse to sit down: "Do manly husbands also make moods?" With a funny smile, he whispered a word of concern to Lai Junchen.

As soon as he heard that the reckless Duan family son was making a fuss in front of the mansion, he hurriedly took a look before he had to wait for a while. Bian secretly hated that he didn't investigate, if he had known about this half a minute earlier, he could still have asked Duan Jian to humiliate Junchen like this? Junchen is such an elegant and noble person, after Duan Jian's public prestige and humiliation, I am afraid that the hurdle in his heart will not be easy to pass!

Sure enough, I saw that Junchen didn't take the decoction, and he only silently said that the hour had passed, and in the faint light, he saw that the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were clearly floating with infinite forbearance. This face echoes the undulating gloom, and it must be that the fire that has accumulated in the heart has not yet dissipated.

Everything will pass, even the embarrassment of being whipped and bullied will pass, and the eternal ruthless but fairest time can finally dilute everything. However, the pains that have been suffered by this body and mind will not be diluted by half a cent with the tossing and turning of the streamer, they will only decay and slowly deepen in the grave of burial suffering in the depths of the soul, and finally become a part of the body and soul that can no longer be taken away, and will be firmly imprinted for a lifetime. This is why there is a training in ancient times, do not do things without leaving a way back, everything is too fateful and will be the origin of the great wisdom that will end early!

"If I don't avenge this humiliation, I won't be a human again!" Finally, in front of the friends who seemed to be flesh and blood, Junchen's strong and fiery heart broke through the long-accumulated depression, raised his head and hated his eyes, and suddenly muttered to himself a hysterical sentence like a gambling curse.

The abruptness of this angry cry startled Longji. Their brothers have known each other for so many years, and it seems that it is the first time that Lai Junchen is so annoyed and angry now, and it seems that he has seen it for the first time.

And Junchen couldn't care about the so-called gaffe, the so-called maintenance of elegance, this sentence seemed to affect all his strength at this time, and the voice fell into a burst of unstoppable gasps, he had to raise his hand to cover his heart, and tried to calm down the emotions of this thousand acres.

In this gap, Longji was calm, looking at the withered, miserable, weak and haggard friend who seemed to be entangled by nightmares, his heart was slightly tight, he shook his head and frowned, and his heart was also genuinely concerned: "Why did you rob other people's women?" When leaning over slightly, he lowered his voice and said helplessly and incomprehensibly.

Longji didn't want to mention this stubble to pick up Junchen's scar, but since he had this question in his heart, he didn't want to hide it from Junchen. Besides, in addition to being with him and Taiping, Junchen doesn't seem to have any real friends who can be said, and he always has to ask to understand this matter, so only those who are friends and brothers can help him, right?

But Junchen's mind on the sickbed first "buzzed" and there was a blind sound! Hearing him ask himself like this, Junchen couldn't help but feel more and more emotionally fluctuating, and suddenly struggled to get up. Pulling a hair and moving the whole body, this violent action started quickly and without warning, how could this broken body eat with broken skin? Before Junchen could speak, the wound on his body was already bursting, and the white veil he had just put on was also soaked in fresh blood red in an instant.