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.
小狐貍是他特別重視的存在，和身份無關，和血緣無關，他要把小狐貍當成自己的親弟弟來疼愛。
可溫勁風在說出這番話的時候，完全沒考慮過他的感受，更沒有去在乎小狐貍會不會對他産生嫌隙。
就好像你興致勃勃地把好朋友領到父母面前，結果父母轉頭對你朋友說：他朋友很多，沒把你當回事，你也別當回事。
這是一種難堪，是一種侮辱。
為什麽要這麽做？
為什麽要這麽說？
難受和不解如同潮水一樣湧上溫辛的心頭，讓他心涼得透徹。
可在這片激烈的情緒裏，又有一絲名為理智的牆赫然屹立。
它頑強地擋在潮水之前，時刻提醒他不能意氣用事。
溫辛在不到四分之秒的時間裏咬緊牙關，讓自己想打在溫勁風臉上的拳頭慢慢松開。
不用想明白全部的蹊跷，他只用明白一個重點。
聰明人不做損人不利己的事。
毫無疑問，溫勁風可以稱得上這樣的聰明人。
只要想通這一點，溫辛便知道自己要怎麽做了。
溫勁風不止一邊要警惕小狐貍的殺招，一邊還要擔心，他那優柔寡斷的弟弟會不會自己打擊了對方的變異體朋友，哭着鬧着和他斷絕關系。
但他又忘了，溫辛已經不再是記憶裏熱衷于和盆栽稱兄道弟的孩子。
就像青年自回歸以來，不斷做出超出他意料的行為，好幾次打了他一個措手不及，差一點叫他心髒病發。
這一次，青年也沒有按照常理出牌。
溫辛雙眼發直，嘴唇發抖，說出來的每一個字都好像帶着氣憤的戰栗：“哥！你怎麽能這麽說？”
小狐貍沒聽懂溫勁風的意思。
好在他和唯心教的教徒們連了精神鏈接，那些人都是他的場外支援。
只是沒等他将這番話複述過去，溫辛就一把将他摟在了懷裏。
邊伸手，用力地往自己眼睛上一揉。
溫辛這一下用了狠勁兒，不止眼睛紅了，眼淚水也跟着溢了出來，滴滴答答成片地掉落。
看到青年的淚水，溫勁風瞳孔一縮。
小狐貍更是呆呆地看他：“溫辛？”
青年反手拍了拍他，語氣我見猶憐，聲音哀若悲鳴，繞梁不絕。
“當時我就是一個孩子，幾歲大的孩子而已，你告訴我，我想要親愛的哥哥陪我睡覺能有什麽錯，我不想一個人在家想要家人的陪伴又有什麽錯？”
“可哪怕只是這樣小小的要求，居然都遭到了你的拒絕和嫌棄，我至今還記得你那冷漠無情冷血殘忍的表情，你居然拒絕了我！拒絕了你的親弟弟！你到底懂不懂這會對一個孩子脆弱的心靈造成多麽大的傷害？”
溫勁風的表情就像有人拿刀架在了他的脖子上，胃疼地說：“我說你……”
溫辛的語氣突然激昂起來：“你不懂！你當然不懂！”
溫勁風被他吼得一個激靈。
溫辛抽噎怒罵：“因為你從來都沒有關心過我，你只知道笑我，只知道嫌棄我，根本不管我的死活，任由我像一株失去養分的花般在風中凋零枯萎，任由我一顆孤苦無助的心沉入苦海！”
溫勁風看着青年哭得死去活來的樣子，就像看到了什麽吃人的洪水猛獸。
霎時間，男人從容的氣态再也不見，整個身體從椅子上半擡起來，露出來的表情堪稱驚悚。
眼看着溫辛還要哭，還要鬧，甚至要沖出去讓大家夥一起評評理，溫勁風頭皮一炸。
他整個人都快瘋了，連忙拽住青年的胳膊。
“你停下，停下，腳都受傷了你還折騰什麽，停下來溫辛！”
溫辛被他一拽，身子不穩，當即倒在了溫勁風的懷裏。
後者還很淩亂，還想不到要說點什麽。
下一刻，青年的嗓音就貼在他耳邊響起。
“能好好說話了吧，我的溫負一哥哥。”
從容鎮定還帶笑，哪有什麽哀怨哭腔？
此時溫勁風的腦子正呈現出一種快要僵麻的狀态，沒能第一時間想起他那些編號一二三四五六七的盆栽大家族，而是掠過一個糟心的疑問。
溫負一是什麽鬼？
還好，身為A市掌權人的頭腦沒有直接宕機。
溫勁風很快蕩平那些亂七八糟的想法，回歸到為什麽會發生這荒誕一幕的源頭。
——溫辛很不愉快。
溫辛不愉快，但他不會和溫勁風直接發生争執。
那樣不止會鬧得很難看，還可能會踩進溫勁風早就計劃好了的陷阱裏，被人牽着往前走。
溫辛手臂搭在溫勁風的肩膀上，微微撐起身體，明亮的瞳孔中摻雜了一絲深沉。
那眼神似乎在告訴對方——
既然你要當着我的面，把好好的讨論變成政客下棋，那我就直接掀飛了棋盤。
空氣很安靜，像是凝固了似的。
小狐貍還迷茫地坐在座位上。
一時間動也不是，不動也不是。
對他來說，眼前這戲劇化的一幕幕，完全超出了他的理解範疇。
他可以清楚地感知到兩人的情緒，知道溫辛和溫勁風的心裏都有各自的盤算和計較。
但呈現出來的形式，就是讓狐非常看不懂，跟演電視劇一樣。
如果其中一人不是溫辛，另外一個人不是溫辛的哥哥，小狐貍會選擇用幻術先控制住人，再讀心。
至于現在嘛……
側頭看不方便，小狐貍大大咧咧地将身子轉了過來。
他将兩只手臂疊在椅背上，黝黑的眼珠子滴溜轉，好奇地在兩兄弟身上來回轉圈，看熱鬧不嫌事大。
溫辛剛才拍了一下他的背，意味着讓他放松，什麽都不用管。
既然溫辛都說什麽都不用管了，那他就把一切都交給溫辛。
小狐貍相信溫辛。
兩兄弟這邊。
幹等着和人僵持，不是溫辛的性格。
但在與溫勁風的對視中，他不曾有一刻移眼。
男人也回以注視。
他的眼睛漆深似海，像是一個不見光的深潭，裏面蟄伏着不知名的兇獸，叫人駭然。
可溫辛記得，溫勁風以前不是這樣的眼睛。
印象中的哥哥沒這麽高，身子骨也沒這麽硬朗。
就和普通的十八、九歲高中男生一樣，眼神清冷卻不失澄澈，會在看向他的時候升起一抹複雜的情愫。
幾個月前，溫辛還以為那複雜的情愫叫嫌惡和反感。
直到他這一次從高空墜落，男人瘋了一樣抓着他的肩膀，對他大喊大叫。
那情愫再一次爆發，不再淺顯到一觸即散，濃烈得令人觸目驚心。
溫辛想着。
如果溫勁風真的不反感他，還對他保留着一絲柔軟和喜愛……
他伸出手來，溫柔地攬抱住溫勁風的脖頸，輕聲和他撒嬌：“哥。”
“你就讓我這一次吧？”
溫勁風：“……”
當這一句話說出口之後，溫辛明顯感覺到男人緊實的肌肉一繃。
時間好像變得無比漫長。
兄弟倆的呼吸聲一起一伏，好像在空氣中撞出了一場無聲的喧嚣。
對溫勁風來說，已經很久沒人敢這樣靠近自己。
而青年貼過來的觸感是那麽鮮明，好像才出生兩個月的小貓崽一樣，毛發密又柔軟，溫熱，貼着他不斷蹭蹭。
溫勁風的手虛虛地半擡着，像是要将青年環抱，最後又捏緊放下。
接下來的十幾秒時間裏，他緩慢地，艱難地，放松了僵硬的肌肉。
算了。
當意識到這兩個字從腦子裏冒出來的時候，溫勁風就知道，他無法再對青年說不。
他将溫辛輕輕推開，有條不紊地整理被人抱皺了的衣服，瞥人：“我怎麽會有你這麽個胳膊肘往外拐的弟弟？”
溫辛嘴角一抽，覺得男人的控訴是在倒打一耙：“明明是你先不講道理。”
溫勁風：“好好好，是是是，我很抱歉，一會兒給你買塊糖吃，乖寶不氣了啊。”
“……”
溫辛明智地選擇不和對方鬥嘴，回歸正題：“現在直接可以說了吧，為什麽你這麽着急想要把我帶走。”
溫勁風頓了一下，深深地看了他一眼，像是沒想到他能這麽敏銳。
溫辛覺得自己在他心裏可能真就是個又弱又天真、腦子不會轉彎的形象，無可奈何地說：“我又不傻。”
“前面二十多年你都沒怎麽管過我，不可能突然就想把我綁在身邊當什麽連體嬰兒，所以你到底在害怕什麽？”
小狐貍在他倆身後豎起了耳朵，一臉奇怪地看向溫勁風：“你害怕？”
後者怪異地看向他。
少年一張臉毫無陰霾，像是完全沒把他剛才的那番話放在心上。
又或者人從一開始就沒聽懂。
這單純天真到能被列為瀕危物種的性子，放在變異體裏……不，放眼所有城市都稱得上稀奇。
就像找到了足夠支撐自己妥協的理由，溫勁風終于願意說出實情。
他提到有很多勢力都在尋找溫辛。
吸引人沒什麽不好，但過于吸引人就是災難。
過于吸引不懷好意的人，更是災難中的災難。
所以在短暫的錯愕之後，溫勁風馬不停蹄地派人去收集了情報。
結果自然讓他心中一沉。
"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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