The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

This winter is boring, long, and hopeless.

The water lilies in the ward are withered and their branches and leaves are curled up.

The woman lying quietly on the hospital bed, sleeping peacefully, with her eyes closed, and her thick and fluffy black hair hanging on her chest, making her skin even whiter.

The exquisite facial features are like the most perfect work of God.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and a tall, thin and beautiful young man held a bouquet of water lilies, leaned down, and planted a deep kiss on the woman's forehead with devotion and fascination.

The crimson lips were so glamorous that they were alluring.

A strange thin red appeared on his pale cheeks, and his dark and empty eyes looked at the sleeping woman quietly and sadly.

"Sister, you must be very tired." Jiang Chen gently inserted his fingers into the woman's soft hair. "I haven't woken up after sleeping for so long. Maybe I am too tired. It doesn't matter. Jiang Chen can wait."

Recalling what the doctor said, the curve of Jiang Chen's mouth slowly straightened out.

He curled his lips in embarrassment.

"Obviously it was my sister who said she would never leave Jiang Chen again. Why did she break her promise again this time?"

The leaves of the old banyan tree outside the window were withered and yellow, covered with a thick layer of snow. A whining cold wind blew by, and a large amount of snow flakes pressed on the branches fell.

When it hit the snow, it made a very dull sound.

Not even the chirping of birds.

Winter is really a season of despair, the whole world is eerily quiet.

The young man looked at the white snow outside the window for a while, then looked away numbly. His lips were so red that they seemed to bleed at the next moment. His delicate and beautiful facial features were as rich and colorful as Jiang Zhao's. sharp.

There is a faint, biting coldness in the mouth.

Like a drop of cinnabar accidentally dropped on an ink painting.

Jiang Chen lowered his eyelashes, and the ends of his eyes were crimson. Tears condensed on his long and thick eyelashes. With a flick of his eye, they fell along the high bridge of his nose onto the plain sheets, splashing a dark water stain.

"Sister, when you chose me in the warehouse, you wouldn't know how happy I was."

that moment.

He forgives the whole world.

Forgave him all the bad luck and suffering he encountered.

However, no one told this poor boy.

The price of being chosen is——

Lose her forever.

really.Jiang Chen has never been treated well by this dirty and ugly world.

Outside the ward, another young man was sitting in a wheelchair, with his head tilted up. His jawline was clear and sharp, his Adam's apple slid slowly, and his rich face was hidden in the darkness, like an evil ghost waiting for an opportunity.

He opened his eyes dejectedly.

he thinks.

Blame him.

My sister is such a gentle and soft person, and it was his greed that led to such an embarrassing situation.

However, no one in this world would be willing to let go after enjoying her love.

Jiang Zhao never had the thought of giving up.

Even if he dies, he will drag her to die with him, no matter whether he goes to heaven or hell, as long as they are together.In this way, entanglement until death.

"Master, you should go back and rest."

The old housekeeper behind him had a hoarse voice, his vocal cords seemed to have been burned, and it was as disgusting as a sharp object scratching the eardrum.

Jiang Zhao lowered his eyes slowly, "Aren't my legs incurable?"

"I'm afraid the old man won't be happy with your passive treatment." The housekeeper still said in that unpleasant voice, "Master Jiang Chen's eyes have healed and he is no longer blind, but you are at risk of becoming disabled. If If you continue to have such an attitude, Master, it is not unusual for the heir of the Jiang family to change to Master Jiang Chen."

Threat.

Threatening him with the name of Jiang family's heir.

To this day, they would ridiculously think that he really cares about the position of the heir to the Jiang family?

All he cares about is his sister.

He and Jiang Chen, one is lame and the other is blind.

The blind man is healed, but the lame man will remain lame forever.

Jiang Zhao smiled faintly, with a cynical laziness in his voice, "Okay, let the old man take Jiang Chen back too. It just so happens that the Jiang family just needs a healthy heir."

Just as the housekeeper was about to say something, the door swung open from the inside.

The young man stared at Jiang Zhao quietly for a few seconds, then looked at the housekeeper, "You have disturbed my sister."

The housekeeper was unsure about his attitude towards Jiang Chen. If Jiang Chen was still blind, the Jiang family would definitely not tolerate him. But now that Jiang Chen's eyes have healed, there is no telling which end the Jiang family will end up in. After thinking about it, the housekeeper said flatteringly:

"Young Master Jiang Chen, the old man often talks about you. As the saying goes, we are separated by generations. Young Master Jiang Chen also misses the old man very much, right?"

Jiang Chen curled his lower lip, but his eyes were cold, "Old man? Who is it?"

The housekeeper was stunned and said, "It's your grandfather."

"Not dead yet?" The young man curled his lips wickedly.

Jiang Zhao chuckled softly.

Due to the status of these two young masters, although the housekeeper was angry, he did not dare to say anything and could only go back as he was with a few bodyguards.

As soon as the butler left, the corners of Jiang Zhao's mouth immediately dropped.

He bypassed Jiang Chen, controlled the wheelchair and came to Ban Shu's bed, lowered his dark eyes and said nothing.

After a long while, the young man opened his thin lips and spoke slowly, but with an unignorable harshness and viciousness:

"Jiang Chen, it would be better if you just died."

"If it weren't for you, my sister wouldn't be lying here like this. If it weren't for you, my sister and I wouldn't have so many changes in our lives."

Jiang Zhao hated his fellow brothers so deeply.

Why should it appear?

Why not die?

It turned out that he and his sister could stay together peacefully for the rest of their lives.

But now, his legs are disabled, like a bereaved dog being expelled from the ordinary world.

It's all because of Jiang Chen's existence.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows. The soft contours of his face were somewhat evil, "It's because you are too greedy. I never thought about competing with you for anything. It's because you, Jiang Zhao, are so selfish that you push me to the edge time and time again." On the way, I could only choose to fight back."

Jiang Zhao sneered, "Don't talk like a good person."

"You did it on purpose when the B&B caught fire, right?" Jiang Chen said slowly, "You clearly knew there was a fire, but you would rather stand there and force your sister to make a choice. Are you satisfied with the result? Are you happy watching me being swallowed up by the sea of ​​fire?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhao sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that you didn't die in that fire. You have a hard life."

……

in the system space.

Pan Shu looked at the siblings with cold eyes, her beautiful features covered with a hint of indifference, as if a god was looking down at an ant with indifference.

She no longer wanted to deal with this so-called mission world.

I don’t want to guess who the male protagonist is anymore.

In fact, Pan Shu's patience has always been limited.