Chapter 94 Volume 11

Lin Jianbai was born in Zhejiang, in an ordinary single-parent family. His father was a qualified soldier. The education he instilled in him was very weak. Strictly speaking, it was how to balance the country and the family.

"Jianbai, only if the country keeps it will have a home."

This is the sentence Lin Jianbai has heard the most. Over time, he felt indescribable about the death, smoke and responsibility described by his father.

Young children have a passion and yearn for the outside world.

It was Lin Jianbai's dream to join the army. From the time he put on his military uniform, he knew that his life had been dedicated to the country. This was his mission and his responsibility.

My father did not survive in a battle, and this was the most glorious ending for a soldier.

The family was suddenly in trouble, and the relatives did not help, but instead caused trouble. It was also this incident that made Lin Jianbai understand that family affection was just as thin as a piece of paper.

He became the only man in the family, with a heavy burden on his shoulders and his ambition was higher than before.

After making contributions on the battlefield again and again, Lin Jianbai took his father's dream to defend the territory under his feet, and survived countless times. The blood stained on his hands increased, and the scars on his body intertwined, and his heart gradually became numb and cold-blooded.

From the capital to Shanghai, military power was exploited and his superiors asked him to serve as a guard. Lin Jianbai obeyed the arrangements and used the shortest time to adapt to the unfamiliar environment, and placed his old subordinates who followed him one by one in this rich and rich city.

Not long after, Lin Jianbai took his only relative, his sister Lin Xue, to Shanghai.

Life is monotonous, but it is full of dangers. Shanghai is full of too much darkness, far more than the capital. Lin Jianbai is not good at conspiracy and plotting, and is betrayed by his colleagues, relatives and comrades-in-arms, making it difficult for him to believe anyone anymore.

He was always alert that the gun in his hand would always fire at the first time, faster and more accurate than his opponent.

Destiny is very mysterious, and no one knows what will happen at the next intersection or in the next second, but what changes may be a lifetime.

The banquet jointly held by Paramount Rongsi and Lu's company was not simple. This was Lin Jianbai's first feeling when he received the invitation. From the information he received, he concluded that the underground party would take action.

Everything was expected. Rong Si exposed his purpose. The shooting occurred and the ambushed underground party surfaced, but an accident happened.

Lin Jianbai, who has been through the battlefield for a long time, is more sensitive than ordinary people. When the crisis behind him strikes, his hands have already touched his waist, but at this moment, a slightly hot body is pressing on his back, and a depressing breath is placed in his ears, accompanied by the sound of metal entering the flesh and blood.

The sudden impact made Lin Jianbai pause, and his military boots wiped off the ground. His hand held the man's arm and threw it out without mercy.

The young man lying on the ground had a pretty face and a bookish spirit that he was unfamiliar with. There was a cinnabar mole under the corner of his eyes, which vividly set off his pale face.

Lin Jianbai looked at him indifferently and contemptuously, his hands suddenly tightened, and Rong Si's voice sounded next to him, telling the identity of the young man.

Lu Family? Lin Jianbai raised his sword eyebrows and his expression changed to Yinwu, which was another scene.

The back of the hand had a slightly cool touch, and the young man's fingertips left a mark on his hand. His blood-colored lips were pursed tightly. It was obviously very weak, and blood from his arms gushed out, and he felt cold sweat in his pain. However, there was no panic in his eyes, which were clear black and white, calm and calm, and a careful hidden desire to survive.

This reminded him of a cat he saw when he was a child and struggled to death.

Lin Jianbai narrowed his deep eyes, and in an instant, something was scratching in his eyes.

The next moment, his eyes were fierce, and his pistol was suddenly pulled out, and with a bang, he hit the edge of the killer who was mingling in the crowd.

In the end, why didn’t the young man be killed? Lin Jianbai attributed this decision to the fact that he didn’t want to have conflicts with the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.

Things seemed to have become unpredictable, and Lin Jianbai met the young man again, Lu Qiufeng.

In a year, there was one more person in the general's mansion and more laughter.

Lin Jianbai is not a gentleman. He also has selfishness and possessiveness of men. He did not study why he approached young people, but kept the other person with a tough attitude.

After hearing the news from his subordinates, Lin Jianbai felt angry, betrayed, and uneasy that made him unfamiliar.

That person belongs to him, and this is the most direct answer from the heart.

For the first time in Lin Jianbai's life, he could not control his reason and hit his fist on the mirror.

That night, Lin Jianbai went to Paramount and saw Rong Si sitting with the young man in an intimate position. He felt very dazzling and felt very uncomfortable.

"Go home." The expression on his face was as cold and powerful as his tone, but Lin Jianbai's heart was not like this.

He thought, what should I do if the young man said no and refused on the spot? Fortunately, it didn't take long before the young man stood up and walked towards him, with a faint smile and trust in his eyes.

Lin Jianbai was very erotic. Because he was unfamiliar, he was not obsessed with it. However, after he found that his breathing was heavy and turbid, his whole body was not normal, he knew that there was something wrong with the glass of wine.

At that time, his mind was still there, and he could go back to the room alone, take a cold shower or fight with perseverance, but he didn't do that.

Smooth skin, flexible body, slender waist, suppressed breathing, gentle moans, breaking away from the rhythm of restraint, and rushing into tight and warm areas again and again.

The young man was naked and covered with purple marks, lying weakly on the desk, his eyes closed tightly, his breath was weak, his wet hair was against his pale face, and the cinnabar mole was so beautiful.

Lin Jianbai leaned over slowly, kissing his forehead with his lips and hugging his arms tightly.

The medicine is just an introduction, and what is really causing the trouble is Lin Jianbai's heart.

He has wanted Lu Qiufeng for a long time.

The Chinese Chamber of Commerce has connections with the underground party, and Lin Jianbai knew it very early, but he had never mentioned it in front of young people. He did not want young people to get in touch with darkness.

When he saw the underground party spared no life to protect the young people, a complex emotion arose.

"Whose person are you?" Lin Jianbai asked him.

The young man curled up the corners of his lips and whispered, "I am Lin Jianbai's man."

My heart beat a beat, followed by the rhythm of a storm. Lin Jianbai knew that he was finished.

At 10:35 am on January 9, 1932, explosions were everywhere and gunpowder smelled. When Lin Jianbai, who was in front, heard the report, he turned around and retreated anxiously.

Looking at the young man getting closer and closer, watching him suddenly take out a gun and point it in his direction, Lin Jianbai was stunned for a moment, and then frowned coldly.

The first thing I did was not to worry about my own safety, but to doubt whether the young man had encountered a threat.

No, Lin Jianbai's heart tightened, his body tilted, and the sudden sound of gunfire sounded faster than his, drowned out his heartbeat.

Before meeting a young man, Lin Jianbai never cried. No matter how painful or painful his back was, his back was hard and unyielding.

The blood went from warm to cold, solidified in the palm of the hand, and the warm body became cold, and the clear eyes slowly closed and never opened again.

At this moment, Lin Jianbai realized that the feeling of hollowing out his heart was really painful, so painful that he could not breathe.

Lin Jianbai personally handled the funeral. He touched the ring finger of the young man while he was asleep, and secretly went to buy a ring and put on his stiff ring finger, rubbing his dry lips gently.

He has been waiting for the youth's birthday to propose, but...

Can't wait.

The body in his arms was colder than a ring. Lin Jianbai buried his face full of stubbornness on his neck, which was so depressed that he was even more swearing and screaming.

For a long time, Lin Jianbai had hallucinations and stood in front of the mirror shaving. He saw the young man smoothing the collar of his military uniform, looking at him with his eyes bent, and he didn't speak, but just looked quietly.

When your hand shakes, the shaver moves, and the wound on your chin will never heal.

Covering the sky, Lin Jianbai walked into the study with heavy steps. He sat at the desk to process the documents for a while. The wrinkles between his eyebrows were deep, full of loneliness and desolation.

I searched in a bunch of documents on the table, but couldn't find what I wanted. Lin Jianbai opened the drawer and flipped through the information inside. The next moment, his pupils shrank slightly.

The things that shouldn't have appeared in the information were very inconspicuous, just a thin piece of paper. After spreading it out, Lin Jianbai's hands couldn't help trembling, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he was very tired.

Huge sadness pressed against the study room, Lin Jianbai leaned on the chair, slowly closing his eyes, and the warm liquid slid from the corners of his eyes and buried it into his sideburns.

What kind of virtue does he have...

I sat there for a night, and when I opened my eyes, everything changed. Identity, age, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the empty heart.

The strange world is magical that cannot be explained by science. Lin Jianbai went crazy in the past few years after he arrived here. His mental illness was abnormal and he could not relax without medicine.

On countless nights, he told himself that perhaps a miracle might have happened.

But the repeated disappointments hit him and made him realize a fact that Lu Qiufeng really disappeared from his world.

There is no smoke from war in this world, so Lin Jianbai still chose to join the army. He was recognized step by step with his experienced judgment and skills, and his life is still dull.

In fact, Lin Jianbai could sit in the office and drink tea to review documents. All the cases were handed over to his subordinates, but he was afraid that once he was idle, he would be unable to restrain himself from being tortured by great longing.

A case that day had lasted for a month. There were more than a dozen terrorists. After professional training, the matter was very difficult. Various places were conducting strict investigations. After receiving the news, Lin Jianbai immediately took a few subordinates to the city.

Who knows that just as he was about to leave, he caught a figure across the street.

There were people coming and going on the noisy street, but Lin Jianbai's eyes grabbed the young man tightly. When he saw the other person's lips moving slightly, his body shook.

General...

There was a voice, with a little smile, calling softly in his ear.

In an instant, those memories that were not afraid to touch were pouring out overwhelmingly, all gathered in their hearts, and Lin Jianbai's eyes gradually turned red.

The strange young man stretched out his hand and made a move slowly. In just two seconds, he felt that decades had passed.

Lin Jianbai was like a fool, his long-lost heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

His lover has returned and fulfilled his original promise.

The sun was not hot, but Lin Jianbai felt his eyes sting, but he didn't dare to close his eyes, for fear that the figure was just a dream.

He ran to the opposite side of the road almost madly until the slender hand held him, with the same trembling excitement and an extremely cherished smile.

Thank God.
Chapter completed!