Sorry, young man, this task is easy and the money is quick, why should I go against the money~~

"......"

Jing Guang listened to each other's quiet breathing in silence. He closed his eyes and squeezed out a word from his throat with difficulty, "Okay."

The "Yukimura Seiichi" on the other end of the phone took the initiative to say: "This time, let's say goodbye, never see each other again."

"Okay, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Guang's eyes seemed to lose their luster in an instant. He sat alone on the soft carpet in silence for a long, long time.

Until I avoided him to give them some space alone, and went downstairs to get some drinks.

Keigo Atobe, who had just returned, knocked on the door of the room. When he heard no response or sound from inside, he realized something was wrong.

The moment he turned the doorknob, he threw away the strawberry juice in his hand.

The young master rarely showed any sign of paleness, he quickly ran to Jing Guang and raised his hand! !

There was blood dripping around Jingguang's feet.

"Keimitsu?! What's wrong with you?"

Jingguang looked back suddenly, and in front of his pale eyes, he seemed to see a vague figure, and a familiar voice was calling his name anxiously.

Is that my brother's voice?

He tried hard to identify it for a long time before he vaguely recognized that it was his brother's figure.

"elder brother?"

"It's me. What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? I'll call an ambulance right now!!"

"No, brother..."

Jingguang looked at Jingwu blankly, "I seem to have had a dream..."

"Huh? What's going on? Jingguang!"

Atobe Keigo realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly took his brother's hand and walked to the desk. He took out the hemostatic powder from Jingguang's desk drawer as if he knew the way, and while applying medicine and bandaging him, he asked softly.

He wants to find out what happened?!

Why did the scenery become like this after just a short trip? ! !

He didn't even need to doubt it, and said with certainty: "What did Yukimura Seiichi say?"

"He said, he told me...sorry, break up with...I agreed..."

Jingguang's voice became lower and lower, and his eyes drooped.

"Wait, Jingguang, what's wrong with you?"

He buried himself in his brother's arms and held him tightly.

Like absorbing warmth, or like a young bird returning to its nest...

"My brother...he said his family didn't agree and grandma was old, so...he wanted to break up with me,"

"He said that if we meet on the road in the future, we should just pretend we don't know each other..."

Jingguang felt his head aching more and more, with a pricking sensation.

There was a riot of colour in front of my eyes, I couldn't see anything clearly, I couldn't understand anything, I could only mumble something incoherently.

"Wait, Jingguang..."

"He said... never again..."

Atobe Keigo noticed his brother's increasingly weak voice and raised his head from his arms.

I realized that Jingguang's tears had wet his cheeks without me noticing.

"Brother, it hurts..."

Jingguang clutched the clothes on his chest so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. He felt it was difficult to breathe, and it seemed as if something invisible was stabbing him in the head, causing him excruciating pain.

“Kagemitsu——”

The young man in his arms was pale and cold, with blood and bite marks on his lips.

His condition is dozens of times more serious than the one on his hand! !

"Ida! Oda! Yamamoto! Call a doctor! No, that's not right, prepare the car, go to the hospital, quickly——"

"Master, what happened...Oh my God! Master Jingguang?! What happened?"

Veins popped out of Atobe Keigo's body. For the first time, he lost his splendor and yelled at the servants at home: "Hurry up and ask someone to drive to the hospital——"

"yes!!"