Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

Four eyes facing each other.

When approaching, Cheng Wei's fist swung out without warning.

Jian Qing was not on guard, and had no intention of being on guard. He was beaten to the side, and he staggered back a few steps, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Get lost." Cheng Wei spat out a word.

Cheng Wen had already entered the house, and snow began to slowly fall on the quiet street.

Jian Qing felt a little cold, remained silent for a while, raised her scarlet eyes, "Uncle Cheng..."

"I'm sincere to Cheng Wen... We already have a daughter and were going to get married."

"I know... a lot of things happened because of me. If it wasn't for me, Cheng Wen wouldn't be hurt."

"But, I really love him... For the sake of my love with Cheng Wen, give me a chance to be close to him, okay?"

"I'll say it again." Cheng Wei had no expression on his face, and his whole body was radiating a chill, "Get lost."

Jian Qing has never talked to anyone in such a begging tone, it happened when Cheng Wen was kidnapped, he humbly begged Cheng Ran to let his little fool go.

And now, his little fool doesn't want him.

Jian Qing couldn't stand it, he thought he was strong enough to wait patiently for a long time, but in fact every day without Cheng Wen was torture for him.

This kind of torture is like a shackle that is forcibly put on the heart. As the sun turns and the stars move, it doubles in weight every day. Now it is so heavy that he can't breathe. When he recalls the past, even breathing is difficult. Painful.

But he is supported by memories.

Jian Qing lowered her eyes, her voice was so hoarse that she almost choked, "If he doesn't lose his memory...we will get married soon."

Cheng Wei's complexion changed, he stepped forward a few steps, clasped his shoulder with his left hand, and struck fiercely at his abdomen with his right hand, his face turned pale with just one punch, and the wound that was hard to heal burst instantly.

Cheng Wei punched three times before he stopped, Jian Qing coughed while covering his abdomen, and gradually fell to his knees on the ground, blood dripped from his mouth, and quickly accumulated into a small puddle.

"You still have the face to talk about getting married." Cheng Wei looked down at him condescendingly, his tall figure formed a shadow under the dim light, and Jian Qing was shrouded in the shadow.

"Look at what you've done to my son."

"I'm sorry..." Jian Qing squeezed out the words with difficulty, blood was stained between her lips and teeth.

This is what he should bear.

As Cheng Wen's father, Cheng Wei has the qualifications and position to seek justice for the past Cheng Wen.

He was indeed wrong.

But really... unforgivable?

"Don't appear in front of Xiao Wen and me again." Cheng Wei said, "Otherwise it won't be as simple as it is now."

"As for your daughter, I won't fight for the custody right. I'll just treat it as Xiao Wen's kindness, who gave birth to you for free."

"He will have his own family in the future, and of course he will have his own children."

Jian Qing shook her head with red eyes, and wanted to speak, but coughed again as soon as she opened her mouth.

Cheng Wei withdrew his gaze coldly, turned around and returned to the car, took off the small chocolate cake that was placed in the back seat and was covered by a cute package, and entered the manor.

Soon, Jian Qing was the only one left on the quiet street, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier.

He wiped the blood from his lips, clutched his belly and stood up staggeringly, his eyes lingering on the manor.

There was a man standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows inside the villa, and when he met Jian Qing's eyes, he put down the raised curtains in a panic.

In an instant, nothing can be seen.

Jian Qing's eyes became hot, and he supported the big iron door in front of him with trembling hands, and said weakly, "Xiao Wen..."

There was no more movement inside.

He withdrew his hand in disappointment, coughed twice, and walked to the other side of the street in a vain footstep.

The bread that the little fool gave him just now was packed by Jian Qing into the relatively spacious pocket of the padded coat.

He lowered his head and took out the bread, immediately a crystal liquid dripped on it.

Quickly rubbed it on the clothes, and then brought it to the lips.

The blood-mixed bread tasted like rust, which wasn't very good, but it was sweet to think that it was given to him by Cheng Wen.

It's just that the coughing became worse after I swallowed a few mouthfuls, and my throat hurt like a burn.

He couldn't help but hold onto the tree next to him, and slowly squatted down.

Feeling a bit tired.

Can't walk anymore.

Cheng Wen needs a kiss to get up.

If it doesn't work, don't get up.

In the bright living room, Cheng Wen obediently sat at a small table and ate the cake Cheng Wei brought back.

He loves these sweet foods very much, but he was reluctant to buy them before, but now he can eat them, but he is bothered by other things.

He saw that scene just now.

Angrily and panicked, he ran into the house, originally wanting to see if the bad guy had left, but unexpectedly saw Cheng Wei make a move.

To make such a gentle and patient father angry, the other party must have done something too much.

Cheng Wen guessed that this matter had something to do with him.

Knowing that she shouldn't care too much about it, she couldn't help but open her mouth.

"dad……"

"Huh?" Cheng Wei turned his head to look at him from the TV screen broadcasting current affairs news, with thin smile lines in the corners of his eyes. "What's wrong?"

Cheng Wen hesitated for a moment, bit his fork and asked in a low voice, "He... will he be okay?"

After a little thought, he understood what he was talking about, Cheng Wei said without changing his face, "Don't worry, it's fine, just teach him a little lesson."

When he came back, he happened to see Cheng Wen running past the car, so he naturally knew that he had gone out to see Jian Qing.

Originally, I didn't intend to mention this matter, but now that my son has taken the initiative to talk about it, it doesn't matter for him to ask one more question, "What did he tell you?"

"No...didn't say anything." Cheng Wen looked a little uncomfortable. He didn't know what to think of, and his ears turned slightly red. "Just say... want, want to meet me."

Looking back now, in fact, that person didn't do anything excessive, but he couldn't help but hugged him, and seeing that he didn't want to, he let go immediately.

He reacted so strongly just now, and talking to him like that, wouldn't it be too much...

Cheng Wei was silent for a moment, "If he comes again in the future, just tell me, Dad will help you deal with it, don't go out alone."

"That kind of person is very dangerous, the farther away the better."

Cheng Wen nodded obediently, and said in a low voice, "Then, we can just ignore him from now on... Dad, don't hit people... It's not good to hit people."

He should be in pain, and when he got up from the ground, he didn't move so neatly.

Cheng Wei keenly grasped something from his son's words, and always felt that he cared too much for Jian Qing.

This doesn't work.

Not a good sign.

The trouble must be eradicated as quickly as possible.

In the following days, every time Cheng Wen woke up in the evening, he would climb to the window to see if that person came again.

There is no one under the tree outside the courtyard, and it has been like this for several days.

He thought, that person should be scared by his father, and he will never come again.

On the evening of the fourth day, when Cheng Wen opened the curtains, he saw a different result from before.

The man named Ah Qing came again.

He changed into a new set of clothes, wearing a short black thick padded jacket, and a brown scarf around his neck, which complemented his fair complexion. His slender legs were wrapped in black trousers, and he wore frosted field boots of the same color.

He seemed to have caught a cold, holding the tree trunk with one hand, covering his lips and coughing continuously, and it took a long time before he stopped coughing.

Cheng Wen was actually bored every day, that's why he got into the habit of lying on the windows.

Cheng Wei had to go to work during the day, and only came back to accompany him for a while at night, and the servant had his own affairs to do, so he didn't have much time to chat with the young master.

He has no friends.

He couldn't tell what it was like, he felt a little lost when he couldn't see Ah Qing coming, but when he really came, Cheng Wen started to be at a loss again.

He's a bad guy, so what if he comes.

Cheng Wen put on his slippers and ran to the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor, covering his body with curtains, with only his head poking out.

This allows for a closer look.

He saw that the person's eyes were very red, and he didn't know if he didn't sleep well or he was coughing.

Standing motionless under a tree should be a very boring thing, and I don't know how he was able to persist for so long.

Just to meet him?

Or is it really for the father's family property.

Cheng Wen's clumsy little head couldn't think of a reason, and felt that Ah Qing didn't have any malice towards him, but he always liked to look at him with that sad look, which made him feel sad for no reason.

He learned smart this time, went back to the bedroom, changed his pajamas, put on a warm sweater and coat, slipped out of the villa, but did not open the big iron gate in the courtyard, and whispered to the person under the tree through the gap , "What are you doing here again?..."

Jian Qing was very ill and kept coughing non-stop. At the beginning, she didn't notice anyone coming out. After hearing the voice, she froze for a moment, and instinctively walked towards the person she was thinking about day and night. Compared with the last time she met Even more at a loss, he stretched out his hand to touch Cheng Wen's face, but suddenly withdrew it restrainedly, and clenched it tightly by his side, "I...I miss you very much."

"Last time, I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

Cheng Wen wasn't so afraid that the other party couldn't come in through the iron gate. Thinking of the feeling of being hugged tightly by the other party, his cheeks felt a little hot, "Oh...it's okay, I'm not angry anymore."

Jian Qing's appearance can be said to have combined all the advantages of his parents. His facial features are more beautiful than a woman's, but he is still heroic and fierce. Such a person is very scary when he has a straight face.

Cheng Wen used to be so frightened by him that he didn't even dare to speak, but since Jian Qing found out what he wanted, he never blushed at the little fool.

After Cheng Wen lost his memory, he only saw Jian Qing's most gentle side, and the one with always red eyes.

No matter how you look at this kind of person, they are not that kind of wretched perverts. On the contrary, Cheng Wen couldn't take his eyes off him, "Why do you have long hair?..."

Jian Qing was stunned, a little confused about the little fool's brain circuit, but she quickly replied, "I... I'm used to it."

"Do you not like it?……"

"If you don't like it... I can cut it off and cut it into short hair."

He had this hairstyle when he was in high school. A man with good facial features will have a special sense of beauty with long hair. Jian Qing has always been very confident in herself, but she became uneasy in front of her beloved little fool.

Cheng Wen shook his head, shy in his heart, not really wanting to admit that he really looks good like this, "No, what kind of hairstyle you cut has nothing to do with me, I'm just, just a little curious..."

The phrase "It doesn't matter to me no matter what you do" stung Jian Qing, his breathing was slightly stagnant, and he smiled after a long while, "That's right."

"You've forgotten, you won't care anymore."

It was that look again.

Looks like hurt eyes.

Cheng Wen's throat tightened, and he stared blankly at him, "Why are you still so pale?"

"Is your injury still not healed?"

Jian Qing still smiled at him, "It's almost ready...don't worry."

As he spoke, he coughed uncontrollably, involving the wound. He coughed so much that he covered his stomach and bent down. When he straightened up again, there was no trace of blood on his face.

Seeing Cheng Wen's worried look, he suddenly felt less pain, and explained, "I'm really fine, I just have a cold and it's cold."

Being punctured, Cheng Wen subconsciously shook his head, "I... I'm not worried at all."

He doesn't worry about bad guys.

"Well, that's good." Jian Qing nodded, still smiling.

In fact, I haven't come these days because I'm lying in the hospital.

He fainted on the side of the road that night, and a well-meaning person passing by called the police and called an ambulance.

The wound had been torn many times, and it was already too horrible to look at.

The doctor gave him a death order. If he wanted to die, he could lie down and leave the hospital after he recovered.

But he couldn't wait.

When he recovers, will his little idiot wait for him at the same place?

Jian Qing was afraid.

Really scared.

I was so afraid that I had the strength to get up from the bed, so I couldn't wait to find his little fool.

Even if the other party's attitude is alienated and defensive, it's better than never seeing each other.

But when I saw it, it really hurt.

"...You said you were my lover, do you have evidence to prove it?"

"I have." Jane said hoarsely.

The author has something to say

I originally wanted to double change today, but I have something to do at home and I am too busy, so I just got thicker and longer! (praise me!)

There should be a double update tomorrow, huh.

For the sake of my hard work, can the beggar's little broken bowl be filled today?