Warm and lustrous

Pei Zeyang didn't want to accept Jiang Run's care in this situation, he was embarrassed and contradictory.Because he didn't know, except today, whether he would be able to sit so close and peacefully with Jiang Run in the future. Even if there was no intersection of eyes and words, he still felt precious—every second spent with Jiang Run was precious.

Jiang Run put another towel on Pei Zeyang's hot forehead, tucked the corners of the quilt again, and then sat back and sat not far from the bed with a calm expression.Pei Zeyang nakedly followed his every move.

"What are you looking at me for?" Jiang Run felt uncomfortable.

Pei Zeyang looked around the room with a smile: "There seems to be nothing else to see except you."

Jiang Run immediately got up and drove to the bed, opened the curtains to reveal the vast whiteness outside the window, and said, "Look at the snow, the snow that made you sick."

Pei Zeyang really looked at it for a while, without blinking, and said, "The second winter we spent together. Do you remember the first winter?"

Jiang Run shook his head and subconsciously said, "I don't remember."

It's not that he doesn't remember, he just doesn't want to remember.In the year when he first went to Yuanteng, Pei Zeyang was so arrogant and domineering. He spent the whole winter finishing up Pei Zeyang's mess, which made him almost vomit.But there was no snow that winter, just wet and cold.Jiang Run couldn't remember how many times he came home after work and was called out by Pei Zeyang before he fell asleep.

The corner of Pei Zeyang's mouth curled into a dry arc, and then he flattened it. He found a trace of tangled distress on Jiang Run's face.He asked, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Run talked about him from left to right, and his eyes fell on the back of his hand outside the quilt: "What's wrong with you?"

"Ok?"

Pei Zeyang moved his thin fingers: "It's ready."

He wasn't afraid that Jiang Run would ask about it, he even wanted Jiang Run to know about it.He needs his care too much, Pei Zeyang is a veritable Guan Zhong.However, he had to worry faintly. If Jiang Run blamed himself for this, of course he would also feel heartache.

"Ill? Seriously ill?" Jiang Run guessed with feigned disdain.

"Well, heart disease." Pei Zeyang was free and easy, touched his chest and said to Jiang Run, "After taking so many hormone drugs, it is always effective."

"You still have the mood to talk."

Jiang Run looked at the haggard body paralyzed on the bed, and then thought of Pei Zeyang's strong appearance more than a year ago when the two were at their hottest. The two shadows could not be connected together.

If you think about it with your toes, if a person has not experienced anything terrible, how can he be like half dead.Let him lose his lover, relatives, family business overnight, even a hurricane and tsunami may not be so cruel.

"come over."

Pei Zeyang sat up propped up and stretched out his hands to Jiang Run.

"Why?" Jiang Run was still angry and unmoved.

"Isn't it obvious? Give me a hug. Just give me a hug." Pei Zeyang repeated, his eyes were moist and affectionate, and Jiang Run was so moved that he couldn't refuse.

He sat on the edge of Pei Zeyang's bed, froze for a moment, and was hugged by Pei Zeyang.

Pei Zeyang succeeded, hugged Jiang Run from the side, and said with a smile: "Okay, I can't run away."

Jiang Run's shoulders hurt a little from Pei Zeyang's sharp and thin chin, but the heat from that person's body was really warm.At this moment, something seemed to be complete, the temperature in the bedroom rose to early spring, and the snowflakes outside the window were dancing wantonly to celebrate something.

"Are you still mine? Runrun?" Pei Zeyang asked persistently.

"No one belongs to you." Jiang Run replied coldly.

But he didn't move away, and everything had an answer.

Pei Zeyang's mood became better, and he began to talk about his past year and a half: how he sold and bought Yuan Teng's stock; how he blindly invested in real estate with the remaining funds; Crawling and rolling in the circle until he was suppressed to the bottom of the well, every detail was involved, but his voice was indifferent.In order to keep the family property left to him by his grandfather and mother, he tried his best, but it was in vain.

Only he didn't want to talk about his darkest and most depressing days.He felt that this was a side he would never be able to show Jiang Run.He needs Jiang Run's distress, but not from these depressing things.

Jiang Run didn't ask too much, a smart person can understand at a glance.

While talking, the alarm clock rang.Jiang Run pushed away Pei Zeyang's heavy head, rubbed his shoulders, touched the phone by the bedside, and said, "It's noon, I have to cook for my mother."

"What about me?" Pei Zeyang was pitiful, afraid of losing his share.

Jiang Run said "wait" and went downstairs. He didn't go for a long time, and brought three bowls of hot noodle soup.He put two bowls in the bedroom and took the other bowl to his mother.

Mother Jiang had already noticed something, she pulled her son and asked, "Who is here? Is it Pei Zeyang?"

Jiang Run nodded silently.

"Hey, you are like this, I can't even eat noodles!"

Mother Jiang breathed heavily, picked up the chopsticks and put them down again, thinking about something, glanced at her son and moved away: "What's wrong with him, it's all the fault of the previous generation, it's all the fault of your wicked father!"

"I know." Jiang Run nodded, and put the chopsticks back into his mother's hand, "Eat a little first, and the noodles will become lumpy when it's cold."

Mother Jiang didn't cooperate, she just pulled her son to her side and sat down, and asked seriously: "Aren't you moved when he came here in this snowy day? I don't believe that I gave birth to a stone son..."

Jiang Run felt quite speechless for a while: "What are you always doing to him?"

"I'm afraid you'll make a mistake on impulse!"

Mother Jiang also regretted: "Speaking of which, I was also responsible at the time. If I had stopped you from dealing with men earlier, I wouldn't be here today, but..."

"It's nothing to worry about, if it's not," Jiang Run stroked his mother's hair, "It's my problem, it's our problem, so don't worry about it."

After Jiang Run finished speaking, she left her mother's bedroom, closed the door, and sighed.I thought that I really wasn't a good son, and my mother was already like this, and I still had to worry about her.

Back in his room, Pei Zeyang had already wolfed down more than half of the noodles.Jiang Run was a little surprised: "If you eat like this, you won't be able to digest it."

"It's okay." Pei Zeyang's mouth was full, "I can still eat two bowls of rice when I have a fever, you know."

Jiang Run knew for sure that Pei Zeyang's body was hard, he often had a fever and a cold, and he ate and drank like crazy and went to the gym.Minor ailments are nothing to him.

"But you're in a bad shape right now."

"It's much better."

Jiang Run hadn't seen Pei Zeyang a month ago, otherwise he would immediately understand what "much better" means.For the longest time, Pei Zeyang experienced eight days and nights without water and rice, all relying on infusions.

Soon Pei Zeyang finished a bowl of noodles, and then took some from Jiang Run's. He was sweating profusely after eating, and he was in a good mood.After Jiang Run finished eating, he sat in front of the window watching the snow with Jiang Run in his arms, and talked about what happened to the two of them before—something he thought was romantic.

"When your kneecap cracked, I took the urine for you, remember? You are always shy." Whenever Pei Zeyang thinks about it, his face is full of smiles.

"..."

In such an atmosphere that should have been romantic, Jiang Run was completely embarrassed. There were so many things, why did he have to mention this one.

"And when I chased away the Thai hooligans at the exhibition for you, I was handsome, right? Didn't I fall in love at that time?"

"..."

"I cook for you a few times, but every time it is successful, this is the good luck you gave."

"..."

As he was talking, Pei Zeyang couldn't laugh anymore. He clasped Jiang Run tightly on his shoulders, and said deeply: "I never believed that you were with me to use me. I closed my eyes for your sincerity." You can see it, just like you can understand me."

"I..." Jiang Run tensed up, trying to say something, but Pei Zeyang snatched it away.

He looked at the heavy snow that never stopped outside the window, and said with emotion: "We have been stalemate for so long, we should stop, otherwise everyone will be tired, what do you think?"

Jiang Run raised his head and met Pei Zeyang's eyes.His eyes were completely black, no longer the timidity and weakness he had when he came here, but another kind of persistence and tenacity: "I guess you have been thinking about it since last week, have you thought about it?"

Pei Zeyang's exclusive overbearing has begun again.

Jiang Run didn't give an answer, but instead asked a bitter question: "What will I do to support me? Are you going to join Jiang's family?"

"Hahaha……"

Hearing this, Pei Zeyang laughed calmly, it had been a long time since he laughed so deeply.Wuzi laughed for a while, then stopped: "I don't dare to come to you without making a comeback. Taking a step back, if I am thick-skinned enough to come to you with nothing, then what will happen if I join the Jiang family?"

Jiang Run looked at him as if he was looking at an old abacus: "So?"

Pei Zeyang held Jiang Run's head close to him, and kissed him gently on the forehead: "Don't use this kind of question to try to force me back, I can afford it."

Jiang Run suddenly felt that he was following Pei Zeyang's way, and even had the illusion that his previous fragility and injury were all fakes.He looked at Pei Zeyang obsessively: "Liar..."

"You are the liar, the liar who stole my heart and my will." Pei Zeyang stretched out his index finger and scratched the tip of Jiang Run's nose: "If I didn't catch a cold, I really want to punish you now."

"Oh?" Jiang Run stepped back playfully, pointing up and down at Pei Zeyang's body, "Are you okay?"

"..."

Pei Zeyang sighed, acted like a child, and took Jiang Run into his arms, hugged him with his own bones and flesh, and said extremely dotingly: "As long as you give me a chance, I will treat you well."

"Oh no, even if you don't give me a chance, I will treat you well."

"Because, Runrun, I love you."