The atmosphere was a little awkward. Shi Jin lowered his head to sort out his thoughts, and turned to face the massage bed as if nothing had happened, looking at Lian Jun's legs.
Lian Jun was very thin, there was no doubt about that. Before he decided to give Lian Jun a massage, Shi Jin had already prepared himself to see a pair of skinny legs that might not look very good, but when he actually saw Lian Jun's legs, he was still stunned.
Lian Jun's legs were indeed thin, and when he lay down like this, they looked particularly slender. But his legs are not ugly at all. They are straight, and there is still some flesh in the calves where there should be some flesh. The proportion of the legs is also good, and the skin is perfect. Probably because of his poor health, the hair is also very light. Except for being a little thin and the skin is too pale so that some blood vessels can be seen under the skin, there are no problems as expected.
This proportion and length are the opposite of ugly as imagined. If you don't use the aesthetic requirement of "men should have strong muscles", you may even think that Lian Jun's legs are a little too good.
"Ugly?" Lian Jun stared at Shi Jin's expression and asked in a low voice. Shi
Jin came back to his senses, shook his head, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it. He also pinched Lian Jun's calf to confirm whether the flesh on it was real.
Facts have proved that it is true, Lian Jun's legs are really beautiful.
Lian Jun's legs are very sensitive in terms of touch perception. When Shi Jin pinched them so lightly, he was not mentally prepared, and reflexively bent his legs and wrinkled his eyebrows.
Shi Jin quickly came to his senses, gently touched his calf again, and asked worriedly: "Did I hurt you? Sorry, I didn't control my strength just now."
"It's okay." Lian Jun's eyebrows relaxed, and he moved his legs slightly to avoid his warm and dry hands. He was a little uncomfortable with direct skin contact with others.
However, Shi Jin misunderstood his movements and thought that his legs would hurt just by touching them. With wrinkled eyebrows, he asked Xiao Si in his mind, "Lian Jun's legs are more sensitive than expected. Can he bear a massage?"
"Yes, just use less force. Massage is good for the baby." Xiao Si said with certainty, even with a little eagerness to try, "Don't be afraid, Jin Jin, go ahead! Watch out, you're so ugly! Go get the baby! The baby's body belongs to the ugly!"
Shi Jin: "..."
It seems that this golden finger has been overwhelmed by the beauty and can't be relied on for the time being. Shi
Jin returned his gaze to Lian Jun's legs, hesitated for a moment, and decided to give it a try with a massage. Although Lian Jun's legs did not seem to have any sequelae of disability on the surface, his muscles must have become stiff after a long period of inactivity. Massage would be good to relax him.
Thinking of this, he turned around, took a bath towel, folded it, and covered Lian Jun's waist to block the key parts. Then he put his hands on the hem of the bathrobe scattered on the massage bed, looked at Lian Jun and said, "Then I'll start. Jun Shao, if you feel any pain, tell me and I'll go a little easier."
Lian Jun was actually not used to lying down and letting others do whatever they wanted, and exposing his body to others, but he didn't show it on his face. He nodded and even closed his eyes, pretending to be ready to enjoy it.
This seemed to be quite cooperative.
Shi Jin was more and more pleased. He quickly and neatly pulled open the hem of Lian Jun's bathrobe to expose his legs. Then he turned around and picked up the medicated oil provided by Uncle Long, poured a little into his palm, rubbed it carefully to warm it up, and slowly covered Lian Jun's calf with his hand.
The palms that have been rubbed are hotter than usual. Lian Jun's legs are sensitive. After Shi Jin put his hands on them, he felt that there were two soft towels with hot temperature covering his skin. He felt a little uncomfortable at first, but after two seconds, he felt comfortable, as if all the pores were steamed open by the temperature.
Then the temperature began to move, moving up along the calves a little bit, rubbing against the skin, leaving a smooth feeling of being rubbed by the medicated oil. The sea breeze also brushed through the curtains and drilled into the room, brushing against the body, lowering the temperature of the medicated oil, and bringing a hint of coolness to the skin.
The coolness after the heat is more comfortable than the coolness felt directly.
Lian Jun's eyelashes moved, and he slowly relaxed his breathing. He felt Shi Jin's hand brushing across his calf, kneading his knees, and then leaving for a short while. After a sound of the medicated oil pouring and rubbing against his palms, his knees felt hot again, and then the heat slowly pushed toward his thighs, kneading over the front of his legs, around the sides of his legs, and sliding toward the center of his legs...
Lian Jun opened his eyes, half-raised his body, bent his legs to block Shi Jin's hand, his Adam's apple rolled, and said, "I want some water, ice cold." Shi
Jin had just rubbed the entire front of his legs with the medicated oil. Seeing that he suddenly stood up, he withdrew his hand, looked at him disapprovingly, and said, "Ice cold won't work. It'll hurt your stomach. I'll pour you a glass of warm water."
Warm water doesn't have any cooling effect.
"...Forget it." Lian Jun crossed his legs inconspicuously, lay back on the massage bed, and gestured to the window next to him, "Open the window a little wider, the sea breeze is very comfortable today." Shi Jin
looked at the half-open French window, felt the strength of the sea breeze today, and thought it was indeed not bad, so he picked up a towel and wiped the medicated oil on his hands, then walked forward and opened the window a little.
Lian Jun took the opportunity to pull down the bath towel covering his waist to cover a little more of the skin on his legs.
The massage continued, and Lian Jun closed his eyes again, but no longer facing up, but tilted his head to the window, facing the gentle sea breeze directly, and his half-dry hair was blown gently dancing, gently brushing his eyebrows, eyes and ears, the picture was as beautiful as a painting.
Shi Jin frowned, put down the medicated oil he had just picked up, turned around, took out a hair dryer, walked around, and stood at the head of the bed to help Lian Jun blow his hair.
Lian Jun opened his eyes and looked at him without saying a word.
"Although the temperature on the island is high, it's better to blow dry your hair quickly after taking a shower." Shi Jin said, inserting his fingers into Lian Jun's hair, smoothing it while using the hair dryer to blow the wet areas, his expression focused and serious.
Lian Jun looked at his chin and open lips from below, feeling the touch of his fingers caressing his scalp and the gentle hot air blowing, and his agitated heart suddenly calmed down little by little. He couldn't help but reach up and loosely hold the hanging line of the hair dryer, feeling the floating of the line caused by Shi Jin shaking the hair dryer, and it felt like holding his hand.
"Shi Jin, your hair has grown longer." He spoke, his voice no longer clear, but a little hoarse.
"Really?" Shi Jin took back the hand that was holding Lian Jun's hair, raised his hand and scratched his own, and said, "It seems to be a little long. Is there a place to cut hair on the island? I'll go get it cut tomorrow."
Lian Jun looked at his hand, and remembered that this hand had just slid across his hair. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he responded with a low sound, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.
After taking care of Lian Jun's hair, Shi Jin went back to the side of the massage bed and saw that the medicated oil on Lian Jun's legs had dried up a little, so he simply poured a little more and reapplied it to Lian Jun, then let the small dead part take over his body and began to massage Lian Jun.
The massage on the front of the leg is simpler than that on the back, and it mostly involves kneading some acupoints. Shi Jin and Xiao Si cooperated with each other, carefully controlling the strength. They asked Lian Jun about his feelings while massaging. Only when they finally found a strength that Lian Jun would not feel too uncomfortable did they feel at ease and start massaging boldly.
Lian Jun's leg muscles were indeed a little stiff. If you touched carefully, you could feel slight muscle atrophy. Shi Jin frowned and pressed harder, asking, "Mr. Jun, do you take care of your legs?" If he
didn't, his legs would definitely not be in this state. Lian Jun didn't seem to be as self-destructive as he thought.
Lian Jun's eyebrows were wrinkled, and he was obviously uncomfortable.
Although Shi Jin tried to reduce the force, the pain caused by the sensitivity of the legs could not be reduced by reducing the force. Fortunately, this pain is still within the tolerable range, and perhaps because Shi Jin's massage technique is really good, after the initial stinging, the blood circulation in the legs starts, and the pain becomes dense and slow to dull, with a slight heat and sourness, but a strange sense of self-abuse comfort.
"Hmm." Lian Jun responded in a low voice, not sure whether it was a response or just a low hum because of discomfort. He felt that Shi Jin's movements stopped instantly, and hurriedly relaxed his brows, opened his eyes and glanced at Shi Jin from the side, and replied, "My legs are different from ordinary disabilities. They are not completely paralyzed and have no perception. If I can ensure the amount of walking every day, I don't need special care. Uncle Long is worried too much."
Ensure the amount of walking?
Shi Jin frowned and asked, "How do you guarantee the amount of walking? Jun Shao, do you walk secretly by yourself?" Do you just walk in pain without any maintenance and preparation? How painful it must be.
Lian Jun closed his eyes again and replied, "Not secretly... I can't let others serve me when I walk, sit or lie down. Sometimes standing and walking are necessary. Occasionally, I will walk for a while by myself after taking a shower." Shi Jin
was helpless: "It's a good thing that you want to move your legs, but it's better to let Uncle Long help you relax your leg muscles before walking. You can also let Uncle Long watch you from the side, so that you can feel more relaxed."
"But it's too ugly." Lian Jun still closed his eyes, his expression was calm, his tone was light, and he spoke in a frank tone about the concerns in his heart that he never expressed to others. "I have to take a break after walking two steps. I'm sweating all over and sometimes I even fall down...'Mie' doesn't need such a useless and wolf-like leader. I'm the spiritual pillar of Uncle Long and Guayi and I can't let them worry about me." Shi Jin
was speechless. He wanted to say that Guayi and the others definitely didn't care whether you were a wolf-like when treating patients, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
Violent organizations are different from ordinary companies. As the leader of "Mie", Lian Jun himself has no advantage in force and no place to convince people. If he shows everyone a particularly wolfish and useless side, then people may not care about him on the surface, but will still respect Lian Jun and even care about him more. However, invisibly, everyone's trust, conviction, dependence and sense of security towards Lian Jun and "Mie" will be more or less discounted.
This is really a helpless thing, because people's hearts and subconsciousness are not controlled by reason.
Lian Jun is trying his best to use his spiritual strength to give everyone a stabilizing force in their hearts, but the price is that he cannot show any weakness or wolfishness. Poor health seems to be just a label on his appearance and does not affect his life.
Shi Jin thought about it carefully and found that Lian Jun had never shown his crippled side in front of others. He never needed anyone to serve him in his daily life. Whenever he appeared in front of others, he was already dressed up and calmly planning his strategy. He even rarely asked others to help him push his wheelchair. He would move by himself if he could.
He didn't look like a patient at all. Apart from using a wheelchair to get around, he almost never caused any trouble or inconvenience to others, which would be caused by other crippled patients.
"Then let me help you. If you want to exercise, call me over. I'll give you a massage to relax you. And I promise not to tell anyone that you're walking on your own. I'm very tight-lipped." Shi Jin swallowed his words of comfort and volunteered instead. His tone became high, helping Lian Jun look forward to the future. "When you can walk on your own in the future, we'll go and scare them together and give them a big surprise!" Lian Jun
listened to his always energetic and vigorous voice, opened his eyes and looked at him, with a slight smile on his lips, and replied, "Okay." This person, in some things, really never let him down. Shi Jin, who would never
let him down, clapped his hands happily and stood up, and said excitedly, "Okay, we've finished massaging the front, and the back is the highlight. Jun Shao, come on, turn over." After that, he stretched out his hand and lifted the towel from Lian Jun's waist.
The bathrobe is made of silk, very light and smooth; the bath towel is made of cotton velvet, which has strong friction. Shi Jin pulled the bathrobe fabric crooked when he lifted it up, so Lian Jun's body parts that shouldn't be exposed were all exposed.
"It's actually black..." Shi Jin was stunned, looking at a small square piece of cloth under the bathrobe, his eyes involuntarily moved to a discordant place.
The little dead weird card machine, then excitedly controlled Shi Jin's body, stretched out his hand, and slapped Lian Jun's thigh... very close to the center of the leg.
Lian Jun's eyebrows jumped, and he reached out to pull the bath towel in Shi Jin's hand, raised his hand and waved it over Shi Jin's head.
Shi Jin was covered with a bath towel all over his head and face. After coming to his senses, he quickly withdrew his hand and asked in disbelief in his heart: "What are you doing, Xiao Si? Are you crazy?" His voice was a little out of tune because of excitement.
Xiao Si was satisfied and replied casually: "My hand slipped, my hand slipped... Well, Jin Jin, this bath towel is for covering the baby, are you sure you want to keep it on your head~"
Shi Jin was so excited by its arrogant tone that the hairs on his back stood up. He quickly raised his hand to pull off the bath towel and looked at Lian Jun who had already sat up and put on his clothes and looked at him expressionlessly. He laughed awkwardly and explained dryly: "I... my hand slipped, a little bit."
Lian Jun glanced at him indifferently, turned over, and lay on the massage bed. Shi Jin
breathed a sigh of relief and quickly covered him with the bath towel.
After that, Xiao Si did not cause any trouble
during the massage, and Lian Jun did not say anything. It was completed very smoothly. Shi Jin washed his hands, sent Lian Jun to the bathroom, let him take another hot bath, then helped him blow his hair, said good night, picked up the tools and slipped away.
The room became quiet, and Lian Jun was the only one left.
He sat against the head of the bed, moved his legs, which indeed felt much more comfortable, looked at the massage bed by the window, suddenly lowered his head and chuckled, then looked at the gentle night view of the island outside the window, his eyes gradually deepened.
"You took the initiative to come over... So, don't blame me."
...
The days on vacation are happy, if only there were no classes.
On the third day of coming to the island, the teacher that Lian Jun invited for Shi Jin finally arrived.
There were three teachers in total, and I heard that they were all old gentlemen who had taught Lian Jun and Gua Yi and others, and they had a very high status in "Mie".
"You actually let me teach high school textbooks..." The leading teacher was a little old man with gray hair and a bad temper. He looked down on Shi Jin's poor learning progress, but when he saw Shi Jin, he strangely didn't say anything to him. He just looked at him carefully, and then advised him earnestly, "You can't do this. The knowledge you learn goes into your own brain and improves your strength. You have to take the initiative and work harder. Don't waste Master Jun's hard work." Shi Jin,
an "elderly" student who had lived for two lifetimes, nodded in agreement when he heard this.
"Well, your attitude is not bad." The teacher's last name is Feng, and everyone calls him Mr. Feng. Seeing that Shi Jin listened to his advice, Mr. Feng was reluctantly satisfied. He quickly took out a schedule and said, "Then let's follow this schedule. From Monday to Friday, there will be seven classes every day, four in the morning and three in the afternoon, and two days off on weekends. No objection, right? Since there is no objection, then it's settled, let's start the class." Shi Jin
was silent, thinking that the teacher spoke so fast that he didn't give him a chance to raise opinions or refute, but seeing that the teacher was so serious and responsible, he still shut up and opened the textbook.
... Shi
Jin felt bitter.
Gua Yi: They run around the island and play every day, and occasionally go fishing and diving by boat, but he has to stay in the room alone to attend classes. It's so miserable.
Oh, no, he is not the only one who is miserable. Lian Jun is also miserable. As the boss of "Mie", Lian Jun's daily routine is to work, work, and work, and he doesn't even have a weekend off.
One of them works in the big study, and the other takes classes in the small study. It's like saying this to the poor little duck - Xiao Si. Shi Jin
decisively ignored the golden finger of the twitch. Thinking about the intensity of Lian Jun's work, he couldn't bear it. He simply went to Lian Jun's study to chat with him during every break, teasing him for a while, letting him relax, and then go back to his own study when it was time to go to class.
Happy days always pass by very fast. In the blink of an eye, a week passed. It was the weekend and Shi Jin had no classes. After getting up early, he put on a loose vest and big pants suitable for playing. He knocked on Lian Jun's door with a smile on his face, ready to take Lian Jun out for a walk and get some fresh air today.
Lian Jun quickly opened the door, glanced at Shi Jin's loose vest that exposed his collarbone and a little chest, and said nothing. He turned sideways to signal Shi Jin to come in and said, "I have checked what you want. The information has just been delivered. Come in." Shi Jin
was stunned when he heard this. The relaxation and smile on his face disappeared visibly. He nodded and followed him into the room.
The two sat down on the rattan chair on the balcony in the room. Lian Jun brought a bottle of juice to Shi Jin, then handed him a tablet and said, "It's all in there, take a look for yourself."
"Thank you." Shi Jin thanked him, lowered his head and turned on the tablet, opening the only encrypted data on the tablet.
The data was divided into six parts, and Shi Jin clicked on the first part first.
At the beginning of the data, two photos popped up together, one of Shi Weichong and the other of a woman with beautiful features and a serious expression. The dates were written in the corners of the two photos, which should be the time when the photos were taken. Judging from the dates, the photos of the woman should have been taken a long time ago, and the woman is now quite old.
Shi Jin immediately reacted and realized that this woman should be Shi Weichong's mother, the first woman Shi Xingrui provoked.
He looked at the woman's appearance carefully, and his brows slowly wrinkled.
It was very strange that Shi Weichong's mother had no similarities with Li Jiuzheng and the original owner's mother. Whether in appearance or temperament, they all belonged to different styles. Shi Weichong's mother had beautiful features and a serious expression. It was obvious that she was not an easy person to get along with. Li Jiuzheng and the original owner's mother were both gentle and introverted.
He had vaguely guessed before whether Shi Xingrui was looking for women of the same style, but now it seems that it is not the case.
Did he guess wrong?
He shook his head and continued to flip through the information.
Shi Weichong's mother's name is Xu Jie. She was born in City B. She was a top student and had a wealthy family. One of her parents was a senior executive of a state-owned enterprise, and the other was a college teacher. They all had iron rice bowls.
Xu Jie graduated from a top university in the country, and then went to country Y to study for two years. After returning to China, he joined Ruixing and became Shi Xingrui's assistant. Shi
Jin was stunned when he saw this, and repeatedly confirmed this information, a little surprised.
Shi Weichong's mother actually worked as Shi Xingrui's assistant? So Shi Xingrui is eating grass next door? This, this is really... completely beyond his expectations.
He digested this information and continued to flip through the information.
Xu Jie worked as Shi Xingrui's assistant for several years. She was considered a veteran who witnessed Ruixing's initial development. She retired from the position until she became pregnant unexpectedly, and began to live with Shi Xingrui. Then, a few months after giving birth to Shi Weichong, she suddenly moved out of Shi Xingrui's residence, and since then, she has openly cut off contact with Shi Xingrui.
It was from this time that Xu Jie's father suddenly resigned and started a business, establishing a family company. Xu Jie brought Shi Weichong home and became the vice president of the family company.
Since then, Xu Jie has focused on the family business, no longer talked about emotional matters, never got married, never had a love affair, and became a strong businesswoman. It was not until Shi Weichong began to be able to stand on his own that she retired behind the scenes and began to travel around the world and enjoy her retirement life.
Shi Jin opened a photo of Xu Jie now, and looked at the woman in the picture who had shed the external sternness and difficulty in getting along with when she was young, and appeared to be friendly and gentle, and he felt a little sigh in his heart.
If we ignore the internal conflicts of interest and simply look at the story between Shi Xingrui and Xu Jie from the perspective of a spectator, then Xu Jie is simply a model of an excellent woman who got rid of an irresponsible scumbag, lived her own life, and raised her son well.
No wonder Shi Wei Chong is so good at business. With such a father and such a mother, if he is a waste, it would be a shame to the genes passed down to him by his parents.
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