Chapter 60
The lights in the church were on, illuminating the entire conference hall.
"Does it hurt here? If I move like this...does it hurt more?"
"That's good. There shouldn't be any damage to the nerves or muscles."
The doctor was examining Wen Xin's ankle and chattering away.
"It's different now than it was before. Many of the equipment in the hospital is broken. We can't take X-rays or perform bone-setting surgery directly. Young man, you must be more careful when you walk."
"Also, how did you get yourself into this state? I saw injuries on your arms and thighs, yes, you see here, too. Why is there a high-fall injury?"
Wen Xin: “…”
He met the doctor's puzzled look and lowered his head guiltily.
How dare Wen Xin say that this was because he was not familiar with bungee jumping and had miscalculated the landing point after jumping from a height of fifty meters, and he suddenly hit the armored car window.
Fortunately, the doctor only had a suspicion.
"The bandaging technique is pretty good, you can leave it like this." He said as he cleaned it up, "A sprain will take about three to five days to fix. If it recovers well, you can remove the bandage on the third day. Be careful not to bump it during this time."
Wen Xin nodded: "Okay, doctor, thank you for your help."
In the intervals between their conversations, the discussion at the long table never stopped.
Wen Jinfeng clasped his hands in front of his chest, showing a negotiating attitude, an attitude that could not be refused.
"Winsin must come with us."
The little fox refused to give in: "Why should Wen Xin leave just because you want him to?"
"Don't even mention that you are Wen Xin's brother. When Wen Xin turned 18, you lost your role as guardian. Not to mention that this world doesn't follow human laws at all."
Wen Jinfeng raised his eyebrows, seeming a little surprised: "Have you ever understood human laws?"
The little fox raised his chin slightly and said proudly, "Civil Code, Part 7, Article 1260. It's not that difficult."
In the room next to them, several idealists established a spiritual link with the boy.
They all laid out the thick Civil Code in their hands, rubbing their hands and ready to go.
Wen Jinfeng looked at the little fox's fearless look, narrowed his eyes and was about to speak.
Suddenly, Wen Xin picked up his crutches and walked slowly towards the long table.
——My brother is so happy.
The young man's calm and indifferent voice rang in his ears without warning, like an electric current turning into a long whip, lashing fiercely into Wen Jinfeng's brain nerves.
The man suddenly shut his mouth and swallowed back the sarcastic words that were about to hitch his throat.
"Why are you here?"
Wen Xin glanced at him.
"Since you are discussing whether I should stay or go, as a person involved and an adult with independent behavior, I should have the right to express my opinion."
Wen Jinfeng nodded, smiled and gestured: Welcome, please come in.
Seeing that the young man had difficulty walking, the little fox took the initiative to pull out a chair for him and greeted him happily.
"Wenxinwenxin, sit here!"
Wen Xin sat over and touched his head with a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness."
If it weren't for the human form restricting its performance, the little fox would have already quivered its ears and happily snuggled into the young man's arms.
Completely unconsciously, the boy leaned towards the young man, his eyes looking from bottom to top.
Wen Xin also lowered her eyes and looked at him tenderly.
The light fell into the young man's eyes, like bright stars dancing on the lake.
The church is magnificent and golden, with red silk and brocade stretching across it.
The lustrous mahogany long table was like a mirror, reflecting the intertwined figures of the two people.
Two beauties, one big and one small, faced each other, their clear pupils outlining each other's reflections.
They just curled their eyes, and it seemed as if invisible warmth rose from their smiles and spread like a spring breeze.
I am afraid that any aesthetic connoisseur standing here would be intoxicated and fascinated by the scene before his eyes.
Except for the warm wind.
He stared at the two people who seemed to be oblivious to the people around him, tapped the table with his knuckles, and suddenly spoke.
"I only knew that His Holiness the Pope and my brother had a good relationship before, but I didn't expect that they had such a good relationship. I was really surprised."
Wen Xin looked over and met Wen Jinfeng's ambiguous gaze.
The man said jokingly, "Although I know the possibility is almost zero, you are not really going to bring me a half-brother from somewhere, are you?"
Wen Xin: “…”
This sounds a bit chilly.
At this time, the doctor had already left, and Li Yongming, Bishop Shi and others were guarding outside the door. There were only three of them in the room.
All the way from the east gate of the city to the conference room, Wen Xin was relatively restrained, sitting quietly by himself.
When the outsiders left, he no longer had to worry about damaging the little fox's prestige by being disrespectful to him, so he stopped trying to hide his intimacy.
One could even say that it was somewhat intentional.
Wen Jinfeng realized this.
So in addition to a hint of sourness, that sentence also conceals a deep temptation.
The little fox could sense emotions, and vaguely felt that the two brothers were fighting, so he couldn't help but respond.
"younger brother?"
According to the circumstances, he should be considered Wen Xin's friend. Why did Wen Jinfeng suddenly say "bring back a younger brother"?
As soon as the doubtful thought flashed through the little fox's mind, he heard the young man's clear and calm voice.
Wen Xin was surprised and asked, "Brother, how did you know I wanted to bring His Highness home?"
He looked frank and happy: "Your Highness is very kind to me, and I have always treated him as my own brother. I wish I could take him home directly."
"I was always worried that you wouldn't agree, but I didn't expect you to be so open-minded. That's great."
Wen Jinfeng's eyes, which still had a hint of smile in them, suddenly turned dim.
He looked at the young man in front of him. He was completely different from the reserved and obedient man he was before.
Playing dumb?
Wen Xin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the man did not refute her immediately, and was about to continue.
But he saw Wen Jinfeng suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and showed him an extremely doting expression.
Like a magnanimous adult, he looked at the child lying on the ground and making trouble.
"Oh, dear brother, I don't know what to say. It's my fault. I ignored you before."
He said in great sorrow: "I should have known that you longed for love and care. After all, when you were a child, you named each potted plant at home Wen 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7."
"It's all thanks to your perseverance in expanding the Wen family. Every time my father and I come home, you would drag us to solemnly introduce our new family members. You even resorted to being cute and coquettish to bribe the butler to help you hold a small recognition ceremony. You insisted that my father and I call the row of potted plants "good son" and "good sister" before you would let us go."
The story Wen Jinfeng told was too far away for Wen Xin.
Even before he could catch a glimpse of something from his vague impression, the other party spoke to the end in a rapid-fire manner, like a machine gun.
"I still remember how you bit the lovely succulent sister and left her with teeth marks all over her body, how you rubbed the beautiful orchid sister and made her leaves bald, and how you nearly drowned the obedient aloe brother in chocolate milk, all because you wanted to share the snacks you thought were the most delicious."
"Oh, by the way, do you still remember your lovely cactus brother?"
Wen Xin looked at the man and smiled at him. He felt that he had something to say, so he quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute——"
"Because I refused to sleep with you, you angrily accused me of being a heartless villain, and then you turned around and embraced a cactus as your new brother, and insisted on carrying it to bed despite the objections of the housekeeper and the servant."
"As a result, when I turned over that night, I cried out in pain. I could hear her screams clearly even from upstairs."
Wen Jinfeng sighed, "Poor my little cactus brother who you swore you would love till the end."
"It was rejected even though it did nothing. Amid your wailing, it was packed up and sent to the garden downstairs overnight. From then on, it became an orphan with no one to love it, no one to care for it, and no one to water it."
"When I took you there, you didn't even want to call it brother anymore. How heartbreaking."
Wen Xin's ears turned red with shame, and she warned him in a low voice: "Don't talk about Wen Jinfeng anymore."
The man didn't look at him. He raised his chin and glanced at the boy nonchalantly: "So, now I have my own Wen Twenty Brother?"
Wen Xin woke up instantly.
If he didn't understand why Wen Jinfeng suddenly brought up his embarrassing childhood experiences.
Now, looking at the other party's contemptuous eyes, he understood.
Wen Jinfeng wanted to convey a message to the little fox by giving these examples.
——Wen Xin doesn't really regard you as his own family. The so-called recognition of you as a relative is just a childish behavior, just like how he treated those potted plants when he was a child.
Children's love is like a glass plate that is the most fragile. It comes quickly and goes away quickly.
If you make him happy he will like you, and if you make him sad he will hate you.
Without blood ties as a bond, it can easily break.
——So do you understand, His Majesty the Supreme Pope of Idealism?
——You are no different from those plants that can be discarded at any time.
The moment he understood this meaning, it seemed as if a chill rose from the bottom of his heart and quickly climbed up Wen Xin's back.
He pursed his lips and stared at Wen Jinfeng.
Before he knew it, the man had only his left hand placed on his chest.
The other hand was placed under the table, infinitely close to the pocket containing the box, with a completely indifferent and calculating attitude.
Wen Jinfeng was clearly aware that the arrogant mutant would be angered by his words and might even attack them directly.
Or maybe that's what men want to achieve.
Wen Xin clenched her hands unconsciously, and her fingertips turned white from the pressure.
He felt that he had made his point very clear.
The little fox is someone he particularly values. It has nothing to do with his identity or blood relationship. He wants to love the little fox as if he were his own brother.
But when Wen Jinfeng said this, he didn't consider his feelings at all, nor did he care whether the little fox would have a grudge against him.
It’s like you excitedly bring your good friend to your parents, but your parents turn around and say to your friend: He has a lot of friends and doesn’t take you seriously, so you shouldn’t take him seriously either.
It's an embarrassment and an insult.
Why do you do this?
Why do you say that?
Discomfort and confusion surged into Wen Xin's heart like a tide, making him feel completely cold.
But in this intense emotion, there is a wall called reason standing tall.
It stood stubbornly in front of the tide, constantly reminding him not to act on impulse.
Wen Xin clenched his teeth in less than a quarter of a second and slowly loosened his fist that was about to hit Wen Jinfeng in the face.
He doesn't need to figure out all the mysteries, he only needs to understand one point.
A smart person does not do things that harm others and benefit himself.
There is no doubt that Wen Jinfeng can be called such a smart person.
As long as he figured this out, Wen Xin knew what to do.
Wen Jinfeng not only had to be wary of the little fox's killing moves, but he also had to worry that his indecisive brother would attack the other side's mutant friend himself and cry and make a fuss to break off relations with him.
But he forgot that Wen Xin was no longer the child in his memory who was keen on being on good terms with Bonsai.
Just like the young man had been doing things beyond his expectations since his return, catching him off guard several times and almost giving him a heart attack.
This time, the young man did not play by the rules.
Wen Xin's eyes were wide open, his lips were trembling, and every word he spoke seemed to be trembling with anger: "Brother! How can you say that?"
The little fox didn't understand what Wen Jinfeng meant.
Fortunately, he had a spiritual connection with the followers of Idealism, and those people were his off-field support.
But before he could repeat these words, Wen Xin hugged him in his arms.
He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes hard.
Wen Xin used so much force this time that not only did his eyes turn red, but tears also overflowed from his eyes, dripping down in large pieces.
Seeing the young man's tears, Wen Jinfeng's pupils shrank.
The little fox looked at him blankly: "Wen Xin?"
The young man patted him with his backhand, his tone was full of pity, and his voice was as mournful as a song of sorrow, lingering in the air.
"I was just a child at that time, just a few years old. Tell me, what's wrong with me wanting my dear brother to sleep with me? What's wrong with me not wanting to be alone at home and wanting the company of my family?"
"But even such a small request was rejected and rejected by you. I still remember your cold, ruthless, cold-blooded and cruel expression. You actually rejected me! You rejected your own brother! Do you understand how much damage this would cause to a child's fragile heart?"
Wen Jinfeng's expression was as if someone had put a knife to his neck, and he said with a stomachache: "I'm telling you..."
Wen Xin's tone suddenly became excited: "You don't understand! Of course you don't understand!"
Wen Jinfeng was startled by his roar.
Wen Xin sobbed and cursed: "Because you have never cared about me. You only know how to laugh at me and despise me. You don't care about my life or death at all. You let me wither and die in the wind like a flower that has lost its nutrients, and let my lonely and helpless heart sink into the sea of suffering!"
Wen Jinfeng looked at the young man crying bitterly, as if he had seen some man-eating monster.
In an instant, the man's calm demeanor disappeared, and his entire body half-lifted from the chair, revealing an expression that could only be described as horrified.
Seeing that Wen Xin was still about to cry and make a fuss, and even wanted to rush out to let everyone judge the matter, Wen Jinfeng felt a headache.
He was almost going crazy and quickly grabbed the young man's arm.
"Stop, stop. Your feet are injured. Why are you still struggling? Stop and be patient!"
Wen Xin was pulled by him and his body became unstable, and he immediately fell into Wen Jinfeng's arms.
The latter is still very confused and I can’t think of anything to say.
The next moment, the young man's voice rang close to his ear.
"Can you talk properly now, my brother Wen Qiyi?"
He was calm and composed, even smiling, so how could there be any complaints or cries in his tone?
At this moment, Wen Jinfeng's brain was almost numb. He failed to think of his large family of potted plants numbered one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven at the first time. Instead, a troubling question flashed through his mind.
What the hell is Wen Xiongyi?
Fortunately, the person in charge of City A did not lose his mind.
Wen Jinfeng quickly calmed down those messy thoughts and returned to the source of why this absurd scene happened.
——Wen Xin was very unhappy.
Wen Xin was unhappy, but he would not argue directly with Wen Jinfeng.
Not only would it be a mess, but he might also fall into the trap that Wen Jinfeng had planned long ago and be dragged forward by someone.
Wen Xin put his arm on Wen Jinfeng's shoulder and propped himself up slightly, his bright pupils mingled with a hint of depth.
That look seemed to be telling the other person——
Since you want to turn a good discussion into a game of chess between politicians in front of me, I will just flip the chessboard over.
The air was so still, as if it had frozen.
The little fox was still sitting in his seat in confusion.
For a moment, it was not right to move, nor was it right to stay still.
To him, the dramatic scenes before his eyes were completely beyond his comprehension.
He could clearly sense the emotions of the two people and knew that Wen Xin and Wen Jinfeng had their own calculations and plans in their hearts.
But the way it was presented was very confusing for the fox, just like in a TV drama.
If one of them is not Wen Xin and the other is not Wen Xin's brother, the little fox will choose to use illusion to control the person first and then read his mind.
As for now...
It was inconvenient to look sideways, so the little fox turned around carelessly.
He folded his arms on the back of the chair, his dark eyes rolling around, looking back and forth between the two brothers curiously, enjoying the fun.
Wen Xin just patted him on the back, telling him to relax and not worry about anything.
Since Wen Xin said that he didn't need to worry about anything, he would leave everything to Wen Xin.
The little fox believes in warmth.
Two brothers here.
Waiting to get into a stalemate with others is not a gentle character.
But when he looked into Wen Jinfeng's eyes, he never looked away for a moment.
The man stared back.
His eyes were as deep as the sea, like a dark pool with no light, in which lurked an unknown ferocious beast, which was frightening.
But Wen Xin remembered that Wen Jinfeng's eyes were not like this before.
The brother I remember is not that tall and not that strong.
Just like an ordinary 18 or 19-year-old high school boy, his eyes are cold but clear, and a complex emotion arises when he looks at him.
A few months ago, Wen Xin thought that complicated emotion was disgust and aversion.
Until he fell from a high altitude this time, the man grabbed his shoulders like crazy and yelled at him.
The emotion erupted once again, no longer so superficial that it would dissipate at the touch of a button, but so intense that it was shocking.
Wen Xin thought.
If Wen Jinfeng really didn't dislike him, and still had a bit of tenderness and love for him...
He reached out his hand, gently hugged Wen Jinfeng's neck, and whispered to him coquettishly: "Brother."
"Will you just let me go this time?"
Wen Jinfeng: “…”
After these words were spoken, Wen Xin clearly felt the man's tight muscles tense.
Time seemed to stretch endlessly.
The brothers' breathing rose and fell, as if creating a silent noise in the air.
For Wen Jinfeng, it has been a long time since anyone dared to get so close to him.
The touch of the young man was so vivid, like that of a two-month-old kitten, with dense, soft, and warm fur that rubbed against him continuously.
Wen Jinfeng raised his hands half-way, as if he wanted to hug the young man, but finally he clenched them and let them go.
Over the next ten seconds, he slowly and with difficulty relaxed his stiff muscles.
never mind.
When these two words popped up in his mind, Wen Jinfeng knew that he could no longer say no to the young man.
He gently pushed Wen Xin away, methodically tidied up his wrinkled clothes, and glanced at him: "How come I have a brother like you who is so clumsy?"
Wen Xin's mouth twitched, and she felt that the man's accusation was a false accusation: "It was obviously you who didn't speak the truth first."
Wen Jinfeng: "Okay, okay, yes, yes, I'm sorry, I'll buy you a piece of candy later, baby, don't be angry anymore."
“…”
Wen Xin wisely chose not to argue with the other party and returned to the topic: "Now you can tell me directly why you are so anxious to take me away."
Wen Jinfeng paused and looked at him deeply, as if he had not expected him to be so sensitive.
Wen Xin felt that in his mind, she might really be a weak, naive, and slow-witted person, so she said helplessly, "I'm not stupid."
"You haven't taken care of me much in the past twenty years. It's impossible that you suddenly want to tie me to your side like a conjoined twin. So what are you afraid of?"
The little fox pricked up its ears behind them and looked at Wen Jinfeng with a strange expression: "Are you scared?"
The latter looked at him strangely.
There was no gloom on the boy's face, as if he didn't take what he just said to heart at all.
Or maybe people just didn’t understand from the beginning.
This kind of naivety, which is enough to be listed as an endangered species, is rare among mutants... no, it is rare in all cities.
As if he had found enough reasons to support himself to compromise, Wen Jinfeng was finally willing to tell the truth.
He mentioned that there are many forces looking for Wen Xin.
There's nothing wrong with being attractive, but being too attractive is a disaster.
Attracting too many people with bad intentions is a disaster within a disaster.
So after a brief moment of surprise, Wen Jinfeng immediately sent people to collect intelligence.
The result naturally made him feel depressed.
"The dark market in the west has always had a way to increase the stakes to gain priority, but not long ago, in order to attract attention, they suddenly added an exciting rule."
"Originally, you could only receive rewards from one company for one task, but now, as long as the content of the bounty tasks is the same, you can receive 80% of the rewards from all bounty publishers."
"It was this action that instantly raised Wen Xin's bounty to the peak, because the number and distribution of people and forces looking for him were the largest in recent times."
"Under this rule, the First Base has shown a strong interest in Wen Xin. When I went there a few days ago, they had already raised the reward to two thousand..."
Upon hearing the First Base's offer, Little Fox frowned and sneered, "Twenty million? They only offered twenty million?"
Wen Jinfeng curled his lips and continued with a fake smile, "Two thousand kilograms of gold."
Little Fox: “…”
His brain got stuck and he was at a loss for a moment.
The young man immediately sent a message to the Idealist followers in the next room in his mind: Please calculate for me how much two thousand kilograms of gold is worth?
After receiving the order, the Idealists rushed to find paper and pen and started calculating.
There was also some uncontrollable surprise mixed in during this period.
[My goodness, two thousand kilograms of gold, how much would that be? If they were put together, would it fill up the entire room?]
[No, no, no, do you have any common sense? Gold weighing scales should not take up space when piled up.]
[Why did His Holiness the Pope suddenly mention two thousand kilograms of gold? Did he accidentally discover some treasure? ! ]
[I figured it out, I figured it out——]
After hearing the answers given by the believers, the little fox was in a trance for a moment.
"Because the trend of gold prices is uncertain, we conservatively estimate the value to be 450, which is... 450 million?"
Wen Xin's expression was blank for a moment.
His first reaction was to wonder how he could possibly be worth so much money.
The next second, the young man's voice became unstable. He moved his lips and said in a trembling voice, "Wouldn't that be enough to exchange for a lot of food?"
Wen Jinfeng was waiting for Wen Xin to understand the seriousness of the matter and ask for help: "..."
The man looked at the young man with a moved face, and felt his breath stuck in his chest. He interrupted the other party's attempt with an ugly face: "Don't even think about it!"
【Author's words】
Wen Jinfeng: Sarcasm
Wen Xin: Qiong Yao on the spot
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I heard 450 million.
Wen Xin: Maybe I can?
Wen Jinfeng: ...Get your brain on me!
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