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Jovian looked at him in consternation.

Lin Zi Rui laughed lightly, and continued unhurriedly, "Speaking of which, I'm also close to being an adult, and I'm often asked why I don't have a girlfriend or a family. In fact, I have also considered getting married and having children, but on second thought, this is not harming other girls? I can only give up. That's why I envy you and Ah Nan."

Qiao Wen breathed out and said, "There's nothing to envy, man or woman, together for a long time, it's hard not to have conflicts. The lovers in this world who can love for a lifetime should always be in the minority."

Lin Zi Rui nodded his head rather thoughtfully, "That's true, but it's better to have a lover than a loner like me."

Jovan laughed, "Jeffrey you're so good, you're bound to meet the right person."

Lin Zi Rui: "Take your word for it."

The ferry arrived at the harbor city pier, it was nearly midnight, both sides called the driver in advance, and each side said goodbye to get on the car. Howie, because he was afraid to go home to explain, followed Qiao Wen to the villa.

Limping through the door, he sat down heavily on the couch, holding in his aggression all the way to the floor, and instantly howled out a skittish howl.

Qiaowen had the servants bring medicinal wine and soothed him with tears and laughter, "What's a big boy in his twenties crying for?"

Howie took the medicinal wine and rubbed his kicked calf, saying indignantly, "My brother, he's too hateful, aren't you angry? If I could beat him, I would have fought him tonight."

Qiao Wen said, "Not angry, Nan has a measure, don't worry blindly."

Howie grunted, "Even if he did it to me, he still talked about you like that, he has no conscience at all. If it wasn't for Brother Ah Man, he would still be working as a fighter in the city fortress."

Jovian lost his smile, "It's his own doing that he's where he is now, it has little to do with me."

Howie, now with a bellyful of resentment toward his own cousin, gritted his teeth and said, "His greatest skill is fighting."

Qiaowen patted him on the shoulder, "Alright, don't think too much, get a good night's sleep."

"Okay." Howie looked at him and saw that he looked calm, not like he was infuriated by Chen Canaan, so he was slightly relieved and limped and touched his way to his own exclusive guest room.

Qiao Wen took a deep breath, went upstairs to his room, took a shower and lay on the bed, his mind was filled with what Lin Zi Rui had said on the boat. Because of the similarity of the top of a face, followed by the fact that he had to remind him of Lin Nan's confession to himself before the car accident back then.

He rubbed his brow a little irritably and lay down on the bed. Casually took the photo frame on the nightstand, inside was a photo of himself and Chen Canaan, the other party wrapped around him, grinning with two rows of big white teeth, a standard fit and energetic pretty boy.

Looking at the person in the photo, he unconsciously curved his lips and smiled lightly as well.

The paparazzi were really everywhere, and when he woke up early the next morning, Howie burst into the bedroom in a panic, carrying two newspapers.

"Brother Man, it's not good, we were photographed by the paparazzi in Macau last night."

Qiao Wen took the newspaper to see, sure enough, the entertainment section of the headline, is himself and Chen Canaan in the streets of Macao, the picture of the sword, and also very unethical in the middle of a symbol of the relationship breaks down the lightning bolt - the city cottage double pride seems to seem to get along with the God, Macao street fights, Wen Nan film industry is facing the windstorm of the separation of the family.

Qiao Wen was speechless at the pompous title, he would like to have a big fight, but that would depend on the combat power gap. Pretty boy Nan could kick himself two feet away with a single kick, or else the victim last night wouldn't have been Howie.

He casually scanned the content, which was roughly similar to what he had thought, listing out his and Chen Canaan's pasts; one was a gifted student from childhood, the other was a club lousy and red stick, and now that the original form had been revealed, he eventually concluded that it was only a matter of time before they went their separate ways.

He put away the paper, "Howie, how's your leg?"

"It's okay," Howie shook his head, except that his brother's kick obviously made him sad, and he asked worriedly, "What should we do? With all this nonsense in the paper, brother's bound to be even angrier when he reads it."

Qiao Wen said in a faint voice, "It's none of our business what the newspaper writes, just go back and appease Uncle Chen and the others, don't let them worry."

Howie nodded his head in resignation, "It'll have to do."

No matter what the newspapers say, Chen Canaan is still in Macao, one side of the filming side and Zhong Kevin intoxicated. Perhaps it is in the original world of woe for a long time, called the cooperation of tacit understanding of the villain, this time the two are still very close to each other, simply can be described as a pair of similar smells of forgetting years of friendship.

And Qiao Wen saw Lin Zi Rui again, is a week later. Because of the sudden drop in temperature, he caught a cold and could only stay in the villa without going out. Lin Zi Rui heard about this, carrying gifts to visit him as a sick person.

Being led into the house by the maid, seeing the pale Qiao Wen on the sofa about to get up to greet him, Lin Zi Rui hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Ah Wen, you sit properly."

Qiao Wen laughed, "I'm fine, I just caught a cold. Jeffrey you're so busy with work and you made the trip to see me, it's really too much."

Lin Zi Rui said, "I heard you sound weak on the phone, I wasn't too relieved, so I came to the door to take a look." Saying that, he looked around and casually asked, "Ah Nan hasn't come back yet?"

Jovian smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Not yet."

Lin Zi Rui sighed, "I originally told my uncle to go home, but he wouldn't listen to me either. It's my uncle's fault for bringing bad people with him, or else Nan wouldn't be soaking in the casino every day."

Jovian said, "It's their own business and no one else's."

Lin Zirui: "That's true."

He said looking him up and down, "Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital? I see that you look bad."

Qiao Wen said, "I've already taken the medicine, and I should be fine after two days of rest."

"Right," Lin Zi Rui nodded, as if he remembered something, he pulled out a thermos box from the gift bag, "This is the brown sugar ginger tea stewed by my maid, it's very effective against catching cold, try it."

Qiaowen was stunned, "This ...... is also too much trouble for you."

"It's no trouble, you drink it while it's hot." Lin Zi Rui opened the lunchbox and handed it in front of him.

Qiaowen was not good at brushing off his goodwill, smiled and took it, and asked the maid to bring over a spoon and drink it slowly and methodically.

It was crackling with rain outside, a rare moment of chill in a tropical city.

The two people in the room, one lowered his head and sipped his soup, the other watched silently, very quiet for a while.

It was at this moment that clanging footsteps suddenly sounded outside.

Qiao Wen subconsciously looked up, but saw that it was Chen Canaan running in covered in rain.

"Nan, what are you doing back here?" He asked in surprise.

Chen Canaan stood still in the foyer, patting the rainwater from his hair, and when he glanced up and saw Lin Zirui in the living room, his face changed dramatically, "Why is Jeffrey here?"

Lin Zi Rui smiled and got up, "I heard that Wen was sick, so I came to see him."

Chen Canaan's gaze fell on Qiao Wen's pale cheeks, wrinkled two thick black eyebrows, one side walked inside and said in a conspiratorial manner, "I've only been to Macau for less than a month, I originally thought that Xiao Qiao you and Geoffrey had similar aspirations, and that it was just a matter of watching a play and listening to a concert or something, but I didn't think that the original was already so good."

Lin Zi Rui seemed to touch his nose in embarrassment, "Between friends, concern is appropriate."

Chen Canaan walked up to him, a pair of dark eyes staring coldly at him: ''Is that so? Why do I feel as if this concern is a bit too much. Did I come back at a bad time?"

"Brother Nan!" Qiao Wen stepped forward and pulled his arm, softly saying, "You're wet, hurry up and take a shower to change your clothes."

"No need." Chen Canaan shook him off, still staring at the gentle Lin Zi Rui, "Lin Zi Rui, what are you resting on don't think I can't see it."

"Nan!" Jovian let out a low rebuke.

Chen Canaan ignored it and stared at Lin Zi Rui like he was looking at an enemy, as if he was going to use his gaze to scrape a hole in the person's face.

Lin Zi Rui, on the other hand, was completely unmoved, only slightly curving the corners of his mouth, revealing a polite and courteous smile, and a trace of contempt, if any, floated in those eyes that seemed to be smiling, not laughing.

It was true that he didn't think much of Chen Canaan, just a reckless man with a lot of luck.

And the mangaka didn't let him down, clearly angered by this attitude, he raised his hand and threw a punch.

However, as his fist fell, Lin Zi Rui lightly stepped back, causing the vicious punch to fall short.

When Chen Canaan was about to catch up, Qiao Wen duly blocked between the two of them, so that fist just barely landed in front of Qiao Wen's face.

"What are you mad about?" Qiao Wen coldly looked at the youth in front of him who was in a rage.

"He ...... he ......" Chen Canaan reached out and pointed to Lin Zi Rui behind him, as if he was infuriated, and said incoherently.

"Jeffrey is my friend, would you stop embarrassing me."

"Embarrassed?" Chen Canaan laughed back in anger, "That's right, I'm embarrassing you, just like what's written in the newspaper, I'm just an uneducated lousy kid who can't do anything but fight, I'm not even in the same league as you. This high school student returning from overseas, your son, is the one who deserves to stand with you."

At the end of his words, his eyes were red and he was trembling, a hard to bear look.

Qiao Wen's heart shook as he stepped forward to hold his arm and whispered, "Brother Nan, it's not like that."

Chen Canaan shook his hand away, wiped his eyes, and suddenly turned toward the rain curtain outside and rushed out.

"Anan! Chen Canaan!" Qiao Wen called from behind.

But the guy turned a deaf ear, and in a few moments he was running out the door, the sound of a car's motor starting up immediately afterward.

Qiao Wen stood by the door frame and coughed twice with difficulty. Lin Zirui walked up to support him and said, "Wen, how are you?"

Jovian shook his head, "I'm fine."

Lin Zi Rui helped him walk back and sat down on the sofa, handing him another cup of warm water, "Drink some water."

"Thanks." Qiao Wen held the cup of water and drank two mouthfuls, putting the cup down slowly, wiping the water stains on the corner of his mouth, and looking up to reveal a face of apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect Nan to come back all of a sudden, and I made you suffer from such a misunderstanding for a piece of your good intentions."

Lin Zi Rui hooked the corner of his mouth, touched his nose, seriously looked into his dark eyes, seemed to hesitate for a moment, before whispering, "Actually ...... he is not considered a misunderstanding."

Jovian's eyes flickered.

Lin Zi Rui smiled somewhat embarrassedly, and said in a gentle manner, ''Although it's a bit untimely to say such a thing now, but I also don't want to lie to Ah Wen, being able to get to know you, Ah Wen, is one of the happiest things that I have ever done in my life for so many years. Because," he gave a slight stutter, those dark as ink eyes, looked at him fixedly, as if he wanted to look into the other person's heart, "this let me know, the original me, Lin Zi Rui, in this life I can meet a person who fits so well."

Jovian smiled sarcastically, "Jeffrey, you're kidding, right?"

Lin Zi Rui spread his hands, "Ah Wen thinks I'm joking is joking I guess." Saying that, he stood up, "You have a good rest, I'll leave you alone, I'll come back to see you."

"Well, take your time then." Jovian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Zi Rui turned around and took a few steps outside, then suddenly stopped again, turned his head to look at him, and laughed, "Actually, Ah Nan is right, you guys aren't on the same path, you and I are."