Deliberately Contaminated

The room was dark. Jiang Huai had never felt that the light in this room was dim before. Three days ago, he changed a light, but it still felt dim. Before, he was used to being alone and the room was quiet. I feel the emptiness of this house. Mingshuang only came here twice, but the room seemed to be full of memories with her, the bed she slept on, the table where she ate, the tableware and water cups she used.

In fact, it was originally his water cup, but Mingshuang forcibly took it away. He bought a new one of the same style and put it together with hers, like a pair.

The phone was quiet, without any messages from Mingshuang.

Mingshuang posted a new circle of friends.

Mingshuang had a great time.

Mingshuang didn't need him.

Mingshuang is no longer interested in him.

Ming's Villa.

Upstairs in Mingshuang's room, Gu Zhizhi was talking to Gu Wanning downstairs, but upstairs was lively, Xu Tianbai and Li Hengyuan all came to play in her room, and several people were used to each other in the opposite bedroom, and they didn't care about Ming Shuang's room. Frost is an outsider.

Xu Tianbai said, "Fifteen, it's your turn, do you want it? Just concentrate, don't cheat on me."

I saw her staring at her phone frequently.

Mingshuang recovered, stared at Xu Tianbai a little unhappily, and threw four cards down, "Fried."

Xu Tianbai went crazy, "Fuck Yuanzi is the landlord, why are you bombing me?"

Mingshuang, "Can't you see that you're upset?"

Li Hengyuan, "Ha!"

Xu Tianbai knew that her eldest lady had a temper tantrum, so she could only admit that she was unlucky.

At this moment, Lu Cuo pushed open the door and entered, with a smile on his face and a fruit platter in his hand, "Are you still playing?"

"Brother Lu, come and replace Fifteen, she's going to beat her up." Xu Tianbai patted his thigh and complained to Lu Cuo, "My money will be lost by this girl."

"It's alright, it's all on my account." Lu Cuo said with a good temper, trying to rub Mingshuang's hair, but she turned her head away unhappily.

In front of that young man that day, she didn't resist at all, as if she did it on purpose for someone to see.

But Lu Cuo knew that she had committed Mingshuang's taboo that day, and it was normal for her to be angry.

But he didn't regret it, it was really inappropriate for Mingshuang to get along with that young man.

He sat down in front of Mingshuang, stretched out his hand and forked a slice of cantaloupe, handed it to Mingshuang's lips, and said warmly, "Come on, don't get angry with brother, take a bite."

Mingshuang turned her face away unhappily, "Don't eat."

"Give us dog food, right?" Li Hengyuan and Xu Tianbai pretended to cover their eyes.

Lu Cuo just smiled.

Almost everyone knew about Lu Cuo's thoughts. The Lu family and the Ming family are in the same family. They are of the same age, childhood sweethearts, and appearance. Everyone thinks that they are a pair made in heaven. Judging from the attitudes of the two adults, it is basically a default. After Mingshuang graduates, maybe The two families will officially put this matter on the agenda.

However, thinking of that young man that day, Lu Cuo still had a gloom in his heart.

"That boy last time." Lu Cuo said casually, "Do you like that one?"

It looks really good, and it looks like the kind that many girls like in school days.

Mingshuang asked back, "Who are you talking about?"

"Too many to remember," she said, biting off the piece of cantaloupe.

She gave birth to a snow-white and beautiful face, and those amber cats stared at people. She was charming, with a kind of innocence and naivety unique to a girl. Lu Cuo's heart softened at the sight of her, and he stopped asking questions.

She is too young, and it is normal for her to be temporarily confused.

Lu Cuo believed that in the future, when she was older, she would slowly relax. He had this confidence that he could take care of her and tie her firmly when the time came.

The black Rolls-Royce parked downstairs in this old residential building, with serial number plates, and the driver sat quietly in the cab.

Jiang Chengting looked at the surrounding environment, raised his hand and knocked on the door, Huang Teng pushed his wheelchair.

There is no elevator in this building, fortunately the floors are not too high.

Back then, Yu Yandong hid in Tibet and lived here with her children. The child grew up here, Huang Teng thought of Jiang Qianzhang's growing environment, and he had to sigh in his heart.

They are all children of the Jiang family, and their lives are very different.

Huang Teng had seen Jiang Huai and his profile, and had a very good impression of him. He felt that the Jiang family's children should be like this, Jiang Qianzhang is an abnormal product. Since that illness, Jiang Ruzong has been out of the house every day, and he is almost completely useless. Bai Qing became more and more domineering because her son was the only junior of the Jiang family, and Huang Teng had no good impression of the mother and son.

He hoped that Jiang Huai would go back and the Jiang family would wither. No matter what, it would be good to have one more son. Jiang Huai and Jiang Chengting looked a lot alike when they were young, more like him than Jiang Qianzhang. Even without the paternity test, the blood relationship could not be denied.

The door didn't open, but Jiang Chengting was very patient and knocked again.

"Sir, why don't you go back today." Huang Teng leaned over and whispered in his ear, seeing Jiang Chengting's face pale.

The weather was very cold and Jiang Chengting was in poor health. He had been blowing in this windy day for a long time, for fear that he would get sick when he went back.

The young man was extremely stubborn, and he made up his mind that he had nothing to do with the Jiang family, and Huang Teng couldn't understand why he was so stubborn. Looking at Jiang Huai's childhood experience, he felt that this child was difficult, but he didn't show it at all, his personality was also cold, neither humble nor arrogant, and he didn't have any surprises for the Jiang family who came to the door.

The door was still silently closed, with no intention of opening it.

"It's okay." Jiang Chengting coughed a few times, "I'll leave after a few words."

In the whole of Tancheng, the person who can shut Jiang Chengting's door like this is probably the one in front of him.

"Jiang Huai." He said to the closed door.

"Is this the life you want to live?" He looked around.

Jiang Chengting hadn't seen such an environment for a long time, and he didn't think that this was where his son should live. Jiang Huai was really too stubborn, not eating hard and soft, which gave him some headaches.

"How long do you have to struggle alone to catch up with the platform provided by your family?" Jiang Chengting sighed, "Don't be stubborn again."

"That day, I asked that girl about you, and she said she didn't know you well."

"Be ashamed to mention your existence in front of outsiders." The man smiled, "Is this what you want?"

Whether it is a man or a woman, once the status differs too much, one party will only become a plaything for the other party. This is naked/naked truth.

Jiang Chengting left, and the outside became quiet.

From last year to now, he would come here every once in a while.

Jiang Huai didn't hate him, and of course he didn't love him. When Yu Yan was alive, he didn't admit that he was her son. He only thinks that his own parents are dead, or that he has no parents.

His life experience was his shame and shadow, and it was also the place he felt the most inferior and wanted to cover up when facing her. He wished he could be clean, at least when facing her.

New Year's Eve.

Mingjia Villa was brightly lit all night.

Jiang Huai turned off the lights. He had a regular work and rest schedule, and his daily schedule was arranged. He rejected Yi Jun's invitation, saying that he had plans and twelve o'clock was the rest time.

For him, this day was no different from usual.

In the distance, someone set off firecrackers, and the sound was looming. It was a day of reunion.

The hustle and bustle belongs to others, and he will always only act as a quiet bystander.

Jiang Huai had never envied him before, he was used to such a life. However, Mingshuang suddenly broke in like this, and he was greedy for the warmth she gave, but he couldn't own and monopolize it.

Desires will inflate, and what you want will only increase.

The phone was still silent, Mingshuang did not send him any messages, nor did Jiang Huai.

He wants to see her.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside, one, another, two, and then it began to become an impatient slamming on the door.

Jiang Huai suddenly opened his eyes.

Mingshuang stood outside the door, wearing a small cloak. Below is a pink and white dress, stockings and white snow boots with fluff balls. She is dressed up beautifully, her thick long hair is braided into a scorpion tail, and she even wears some light makeup, which makes her face even more moist. Looking forward to Shenghui.

She stood there, standing in the moonlight, that place seemed to be bright and bright.

The boy opened the door and stood there without saying a word.

"Jiang Huai, why are you so slow? I'm freezing to death." Mingshuang complained unhappily.

Then, he confidently squeezed through the door.

Mingshuang frowned and looked around, "Why are you not a new year?"

I didn't buy any New Year's goods. The house was deserted and dark, and there were no Spring Festival couplets or hanging pictures. Mingshuang was still in the splendid living room of the Ming family an hour ago. Facing everyone's compliments, her eyes were full of lively red. She suddenly came here and felt that she had not changed.

She chatted a lot, only to notice that the boy didn't say a word since she entered the door.

"Jiang Huai?" She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and waved it in front of him.

Is it because she is so good-looking that he is so fascinated that he can't speak.

"Happy New Year!" Mingshuang looked up at him, "Are you surprised?"

Jiang Huai was wearing a black sweater and trousers, which matched his complexion. Perhaps it was because he was woken up from the bed by her, and his forehead hair was a little messy. This casual dressing at home made him look very gentle and handsome, and his whole person was in harmony with him. Usually a little different, more popular.

Seeing him, he didn't speak, and Mingshuang became unhappy, "Jiang Huai, what are you doing?"

Is she not welcome?

Then, in the next second, he was already close, and then, he stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, with great strength, the boy's arms were very warm, the scent of his body was overwhelming, and Mingshuang was a small one. He was completely wrapped in his arms, and his waist was so painful.

"Are you going to disappear?" he asked her in a hoarse voice, buried in her neck.

Are you dreaming.

Under the moonlight, his eyelashes were long and dipped in the moonlight, and he looked pale, beautiful and fragile, except for the pair of slender hands that still hugged her waist tightly.

The author says:

Xiaohuai now: very pure and well behaved, I hope Fifteen can stay by her side more and have expectations for love.

Xiaohuai in the future: ... She only treats me as a plaything, so let her have a good time. (But leave, don't even think about going to play with others.)

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