Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

The snowman was piled up beautifully, half a person tall, with a gentleman's hat on his head, a red scarf around his neck, and a few buttons as decorations.

Jian Qing thought that Cheng Wei might have removed those delicate buttons from a certain coat.

When he faced Cheng Wen, he still had no control. When he saw Cheng Wen, he couldn't help but want to touch him and hug him, but now he could only watch from a distance with restraint.

Cheng Wen never experienced fatherly love since he was a child, and was always bullied. Now that he has a father, he should be happy for him.

Jian Qing saw the little fool standing next to the snowman through the gap of the fence, smiling shyly, looking at the camera in Cheng Wei's hand with bright eyes, Cheng Wei pressed the shutter two seconds later.

He is always like this, and he is a bit uncomfortable when facing the camera, but the photos he took are very good-looking, because his little fool is already handsome and cute, and anyone who sees it wants to pinch him.

Cheng Wen ran to Cheng Wei's side, looked at the photos with him, and said he wanted to take a picture for his father, but Cheng Wei told him that his father didn't want to take pictures, and that it was fine for Xiao Wen.

When the wind picked up, Cheng Wei pulled up the scarf around Cheng Wen's neck, took two more photos of him, and then led him into the house.

The door of the villa was closed.

Jian Qing came out from behind the wall pillar.Yuxi team organizes, please pay attention.

He stood outside until dark, and the door was never opened again.

He always wondered what his little fool was doing now.

Compared with the cold outside, the house is warm.

Cheng Wei hired a personal doctor for Cheng Wen. Now he needs regular infusions and medicine every day, so that the wound on his head will heal faster.

After taking the medicine, it is easy to get sleepy, and coupled with his weakness, Cheng Wen has to sleep for a long time every day.

I wake up at ten o'clock in the morning, and watch TV for a while after lunch, but I get sleepy after watching it for too long, and I always sleep all afternoon.

It is often late in the evening when I wake up.

Cheng Wen got up from the bed, stretched lazily, fascinated by the snowflakes fluttering and falling outside the window, and leaned over to the window with great interest to watch.

It has been snowing for several days and nights, and the silver-white carpet outside is thicker than the previous few days. Cheng Wei ordered that the servants of the family do not have to clean up the snow in the manor, but only need to sweep the snow. Just make a path leading outside.

Because Cheng Wen likes it.

He wanted to go outside to play again, but Cheng Wei didn't let him go out all the time, for fear that he would catch a cold and have a fever before he recovered.

Cheng Wen was obedient and obedient, and it would be good to stay in the room and have a look.

The snowman he built the day before yesterday was still standing quietly in the yard. Cheng Wen put his hands on the window and smiled at it, "Little snowman, won't you be bored there by yourself..."

"When I get better, I'll go out to play with you every day, okay?..."

The little fool's voice is soft, and he never speaks too loudly, only he can hear it.

What's more, the snowman couldn't reply him at all.

He didn't care, he was talking to himself when his eyes were suddenly attracted by a figure outside the iron fence.

From a distance, it looks like a young man.

The man seemed to have been standing outside for a long time, and the top of his head and the black coat were covered with snowflakes. When he raised his head, Cheng Wen could see his face clearly.

My heart trembled suddenly, as if being hit by something.

It's Qing...

Cheng Wen didn't know his name, but only knew that his name was Ah Qing, and Jian Qing hadn't had time to tell him.

How did he appear here...

Are you here to find him? ...

Cheng Wen remembered what Cheng Wei said, and suddenly felt flustered.

This man is a big liar and will bully him.

He hurriedly left the window, climbed out of bed and walked around barefoot in the room helplessly. The floor was covered with a thick cashmere carpet, but it was not cold.

It took me a while to remember that his bedroom was on the third floor, and people outside could not see him from the window.

Gradually calmed down, but still a little scared, carefully climbed back onto the bed and leaned over to the window to watch.

The man was still standing quietly under the big tree on the left side of the gate of the manor, his face looked a little pale, and he exhaled cold air, showing no intention of leaving.

It must be very cold.

Cheng Wen couldn't help thinking.

What on earth is he trying to do...

Cheng Wen was very timid before, and he still is.

He hid in the room and didn't dare to go out. He lay on the bed with the ipad Cheng Wei gave him and watched cartoons, but he couldn't concentrate at all. He would climb to the window to look at it from time to time. The snowflakes on the shoulders have already fallen a small layer.

It's getting dark, why hasn't he left yet?

It's not like staying here until dawn...

It was obvious that the other party was a bad guy, but Cheng Wen couldn't help being a little worried.

For the next time, he resisted going to the window again.

Cheng Wei didn't come back for dinner that night, so he called Cheng Wen in advance and promised to bring him a chocolate cream cake when he came back later.

Cheng Wen pretended to be worried and didn't look very happy, but he still said thank you dad softly.

Dinner was on time at six o'clock, and there were two servants serving by the side. There was exquisite French food on the table, which tasted pretty good, but Cheng Wen was a little absent-minded throughout the whole process. He asked the servants to sit down and eat together as usual, but they kept talking. Refused, saying it was against the rules.

Cheng Wen had no choice but to give up. At the end of the dinner, while the servant was not paying attention, he secretly took a baguette from the table and hid it.

He ran to the floor-to-ceiling windows and opened the curtains to take a look, only to find the figure standing there majestically under the dim light.

very late.

Jian Qing has been here since morning.

Every day in France, he would come here on time, just to try his luck, to see if he could see his little fool like last time.

But three days later, he only saw Cheng Wen once.

It's not that he didn't think about going to ring the doorbell openly, but just like what his mother said, even if he went, Cheng Wen wouldn't know you, and his father would only hate you.

Jian Qing also thought that he could explain to Cheng Wen that he is not a bad person, he could tell Cheng Wen what happened in the past, maybe it could wake up his memory, but Cheng Wen's health is not good yet, some things in the past are very important to him It's brutal.

He didn't want his little fool to bear those pains at this time.

Therefore, he was going to wait for Cheng Wen's body to recover completely.

He can wait.

Before that, just seeing him once in a while would be fine.

The cold wind poured into the respiratory tract, Jian Qing coughed twice, he covered his mouth to try to hold back, but a more severe cough was involved, and his abdomen began to ache again.

He followed Zhang An'er's instructions to take the medicine on time, but the effect was not as good as in the hospital after all, and coupled with staying outside all day, it was inevitable that he would be weaker. He had a fever last night, but fortunately he is fine now.

It's just that the wound is a little inflamed and never heals.

Staring at the unreachable villa in front of him with dim eyes, he thought that his little fool would not come out today.

Judging from Cheng Wei's punctual work every day, Cheng Wen recovered very well, otherwise Cheng Wei must be worried about his only son.

Just when he was about to leave, the door of the villa was suddenly opened from the inside, a thin figure came out from inside, closed the door gently like a thief, trotted open the iron gate of the yard and walked towards him.

Jian Qing couldn't believe her eyes, she stared at the man's fair face, not even daring to blink, fearing that she was dreaming, and her breathing became heavier and heavier.

Cheng Wen sneaked out behind his servant's back. He was afraid that the servant would call the police and arrest Ah Qing if he knew there were bad people outside.

Although Dad said he was very bad, but he looked a little pitiful like this, which made it hard to be cruel.

The closer Cheng Wen got to him, the slower Cheng Wen walked, and he cautiously asked him, "You...do you have anything to do with me?"

Jian Qing suddenly became at a loss, as if a young boy who was caught by his crush on the spot, didn't even know how to answer his words, opened his mouth, and said hoarsely, "I...No, I just want to see you .”

Cheng Wen didn't expect to get such an answer. Seeing his red eyes, he didn't understand why he always looked at him like this, and it was the same when he was in the ward before.

If you can't think of it, you don't want to think about it anymore, nodded in a daze, stuffed the bread in your hand to him, and said in a low voice, "Then you see it now... this is for you to eat, you can go quickly."

Jian Qing lowered her head to look at the things in her hands, and was speechless for a long time.

Cheng Wen thought he was disgusted, and explained anxiously, "I washed my hands... yes, they were clean."

Jian Qing looked up at him stiffly, her eyes turned redder, "Thank you."

"No, you're welcome..." Cheng Wen shook his head.

"Although my father said that you are a bad person and always bullied me before, I don't remember it. I'm not angry with you... But you should stop coming here in the future. My father doesn't like you very much."

"..." Jian Qing just looked at him quietly, remained silent, her face was as pale as paper.

"...I'm going back first, you should go too, it's cold outside." Cheng Wen said again.

Jian Qing nodded, "...OK."

Cheng Wen didn't stay any longer, turned around and trotted back as before, like a clever little rabbit.

Jian Qing looked at his back, the reluctance in his eyes became more and more intense, he took a step forward uncontrollably, and called him hoarsely, "Xiao Wen..."

Cheng Wen stopped when he heard the words, turned to look at him, but before he could react, his eyes went dark, and he was tightly held in his arms by the other party.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then instinctively struggled, but the opponent's strength seemed to rub him into his bones, and he couldn't struggle at all.

My father said that you can't get too close to strange men, and actions like hugging and kissing can only be done with future lovers.

He was startled and frightened, "Let go...let me go...you let me go, I'm going home..."

Noticing that the voice of the man in his arms was crying faintly, Jian Qing let go of him in a daze, "I'm sorry..."

"I just... just wanted to hug you."

Cheng Wen's eyes were red, and he forgot about Jian Qing's injury for a moment, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him right in the abdomen, "You are a bad person, I will never talk to you again."

Then turned around and ran away.

Jian Qing let out a muffled snort, breaking out in cold sweat instantly, and subconsciously chased after him.

There was a car approaching in the distance, and Jian Qing couldn't help squinting his eyes and blocking it with his hands due to the dazzling high beams.

Soon the car stopped in front of him, and Cheng Wei got out of the car and walked towards him expressionlessly.

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I'm tired today, I don't want to be a rich lady anymore, I want to be a beggar on the side of the road, put a broken bowl in front of my eyes, everyone look at it.