Jinchen's voice broke through the air. He ran so fast that a gust of wind was created when he pushed the door open.Jin Chen rushed over and snatched the dagger away, then hugged the man tightly in his arms: "Wen Jin.""let me……"Wen Jin's voice was fragmented, his fingertips still trembling as he tried to reach the dagger, "Let me see."Take another look at that glaring red."You're going to be in pain."Jinchen put his lips to his ear and whispered soothingly, "It hurts me too. It hurts a lot."Wen Jin suddenly froze, and his chaotic thoughts were split open by this sentence.He groped and held Jinchen's face."Xiaochen."Wen Jin's voice suddenly softened, "I don't want to look anymore, I don't want to look anymore, where does it hurt?"Jinchen pressed his palm to his chest: "It hurts here."Wen Jin hugged him tightly, as if grabbing the last straw: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."Wen Jin couldn't even tell in which time and space, or to whom he was saying sorry.Was it Jinchen, or the defenseless woman who was drugged with sleeping pills?"Smell the ashes."Jinchen was a little annoyed and hugged Wen Jin with great strength, "I'm fine, you didn't hurt me."But the body in my arms was still shaking.Jinchen held the back of Wen Jin's neck, lowered his head and bit the skin on the side of his neck a little, and a trickle of blood seeped out.Wen Jin suddenly stopped trembling, and a slight sense of tension awakened some of his consciousness.His eyelashes were wet with tears, half covering his gloomy grey eyes, which were raised out of focus."Xiaochen..."Jinchen blew into his wet eyes, "I'm here, touch me, feel me."Wen Jin was stunned for a long moment, then slowly climbed up Jin Chen's shoulders and sat on him. He used his fingertips to pull open the collar on the side of his neck and buried his fingertips in it almost suffocating him.Jinchen finally breathed a sigh of relief and had time to observe the things that fell on the ground.A set of painting tools and several half-dried tubes of paint.Wen Jin shouldn't be going to take these things."Wen Jin, what do you want to take?" Jin Chen asked in his ear and kissed his earlobe gently."contract."The hoarse voice remained, but without the anxiety from before. Wen Jin was much calmer."There should be a contract in the cabinet...if I remember correctly." He was a little unsure."there is."Jinchen looked up and patted him on the back, "It's okay, I'll get it later.""Um……"They quieted down.a long time.Jinchen picked up the dagger, closed the scabbard, and spoke slowly and persuasively."Wen Jin, remember me, didn't you say that the color on my body is the most beautiful?""Forget the red in your memory and think of me."“That’s the color of life.”In the setting sun that filtered in through the attic's slanted window, the shadows of two people sitting on the ground overlapped to form a complete picture.Wen Jin was silent for a moment, his forehead resting on his lover's warm neck. In the darkness, he recalled the day they first met, the beauty of the studio, and the blush that came every night.It is the color that belongs to Jinchen.The set of painting tools lay quietly on the dusty floor, as if witnessing redemption across time and space.[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 66! 】[The villain's darkening value is detected -10, totaling 82! 】-After that day, Jinchen no longer allowed Wen Jin to stay alone in a confined space, and his discipline was even stricter than when Wen Jin first came to the manor.Wen Jin spent the most peaceful and comfortable period of brief blindness in his history.There are no scars from bumps and bruises, no erosion by nightmares, only the warm whispers and skin entanglement of a young lover. But Wen Jin discovered that Jinchen had developed a new habit: morning jogging and night jogging.After the final exams, Jinchen went out for exercise every few days, but his physical strength did not decrease at all every night. Wen Jin wondered more than once why he had ever thought that Jinchen was "weak and in need of protection".But Wen Jin was busy and had no time to think about it.The more the assistant reported on recent underground industry events, the more weird things seemed to him."Zhang Quezi from Honggang sent ten boxes of gold bars this morning, saying...he wished you and Mr. Jin a happy marriage."Wen Jin also found it strange and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is he possessed by evil spirits?"The Southeast Asian arms dealer who had been competing with him for cultural relics at an auction in the first half of the year, let alone how he knew about him and Jinchen, it is hard to imagine that he would say such nonsense.The assistant swallowed his saliva and said, "There is also the Third Master of the Blackstone Society, who tied his own son to kneel at the gate of the manor... He imitated the ancients to apologize by carrying a thorn stick on his back, and shouted "I was wrong" every few minutes... Ah, he is the one who angered you last year and threatened that the Blackstone Society and you would never coexist in the future.""He's still kneeling outside."Wen Jin: “…”The assistant hesitated for a moment and continued, "Moreover, they seemed to have mentioned that they did this for that person's sake."Wen Jin narrowed his eyes, and Jin Chen’s recent abnormal behavior flashed through his mind.He pondered for a moment and asked, "Who? Did they say who it was?"The assistant shook his head: "No, it was just vague, but..."He paused and lowered his voice, "I guess, could it be Master Jinchen who is helping in secret?"The door was suddenly pushed open and the assistant immediately fell silent.Wen Jin turned his head towards the door and said softly, "Xiaochen?""Hmm." Jinchen came over with the fresh scent of shower gel.The water droplets from his hair dripped into Wen Jin's neck, and he pressed it as he wrapped his arms around his waist, "Does it still hurt?"Wen Jin grabbed his wrist with his backhand, "You also know that I can't stand your torture."The assistant lowered his head silently, pretending that he didn't exist.Wen Jin raised his hand and gently stroked Jin Chen's arms and back, as if he was checking something.Jinchen felt a little itchy when he touched her, and asked with a smile: "What are you doing?"Wen Jin stopped what he was doing and asked seriously, "Are you helping me secretly?"Although he couldn't understand how Jinchen could have the ability to act alone.Jin Chen hugged Wen Jin's waist again, rested his head on his shoulder, and whispered, "Just trust me.""Don't worry about those things, I will take care of them."Sure enough it is.Wen Jin frowned slightly, raised his hand and touched the back of Jin Chen's head, his fingertips running through his hair, with a hint of sigh in his tone."You have more abilities than I thought."Jin Chen did not refute, his lips brushed across Wen Jin's rolling Adam's apple: "Outside is my little gift for you.""It doesn't matter if they don't show up. They will leave on their own after they kneel down."The assistant who was standing facing the wall twitched his lips. He felt that he had finally seen someone even crazier than his master.They are indeed a couple.Jin Chen noticed the assistant's embarrassment, turned his head and glanced at him, and said in a relaxed tone: "You go down first, Wen Jin and I have something to discuss.""Yes."Wait for someone to leave.Jin Chen lay on Wen Jin's lap without hesitation and yawned, "I have to be paid for my help.""What reward?" Wen Jin asked, lowering his head and gently stroking Jin Chen's face. Thinking of the previous promise, he smiled and said, "As long as I have it."“Internship.”Jinchen was very pragmatic. He rested with his eyes half closed, turned sideways and buried his face in Wen Jin's belly, laughing teasingly."I still need to rely on you, Mr. Wen."