Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

After the sound of footsteps disappeared, the little fool got out of the fragile shell like a snail, thinking that as long as it was strong enough, it could withstand the wind and rain.

He stood at the window of the corridor and watched Jian Qing open the car door for Cheng Ran. After he got into the car, Jian Qing sat in the driver's cab, elegant and gentlemanly.

He is obviously such an impatient person, he will lose his temper if anything goes wrong, and he doesn't know how much he has to be loved in order to take care of him with such tenderness.

The little fool actually knew very well in his heart that Ah Qing treated him like that at the beginning just to deceive him, and he was really happy with Cheng Ran, and he had made plans to spend the rest of his life with him.

He also knew that a person like himself was not worthy of Ah Qing's liking. He didn't have a single good point in his body, so he couldn't become a person who was qualified to stand by his side.

But he was really reluctant.

When Jian Qing held his hand, looked at him piously, and told him that he would treat him well for the rest of his life, Cheng Wen was shy and nervous, and felt that he had finally met the person his mother had mentioned.

When he was 16 years old, his mother told him before leaving that when he grows up, there will be someone willing to hold your hand for the rest of his life. It will never come back.

He has always kept it firmly in his heart.

But now, he seemed to be running out of strength.

Qing

I am pretty tired

The black Bentley faded away.

Cheng Wen was crying, his eyes were already red and swollen, big tears rolled down, but there was no sound.

It's like putting on a hysterical pantomime.

"You know them?"

A magnetic voice suddenly sounded.

Cheng Wen trembled slightly, wiped his tears frantically, and turned his head to see that it was Zhou Fan.

"No, I don't know," he said with trembling lips.

"Then why are you crying?"

Zhou Fan noticed something strange about the man when he came out of the room just now, he didn't expect that when he walked beside him, he didn't notice it, so he couldn't help asking.

"Don't tell me I'm blinded by the sand, the windows are closed."

"Cheng Ran is your brother, right?" Zhou Fan frowned.It looks so similar, no one will believe it.

"" Cheng Wen's hands hanging on both sides tightened slightly, and he shook his head in a panic.

He can't affect Ran Ran's image.

Zhou Fan didn't pierce it. Seeing his red and swollen left cheek, he felt a little guilty, and stretched out his hand to touch it, "Does the face still hurt?"

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore." Cheng Wen thought he was going to hit him again, so he dodged reflexively and looked at him timidly.

Zhou Fan's hand was stiff, and he withdrew it and said, "I'm sorry, I tried to be as gentle as possible, but I didn't expect to hurt you."

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Cheng Wen is anemic, and his skin is morbidly pale all the year round. A single press will leave marks, let alone being beaten three or four times by an adult man.

Pain is certain, but he has always been able to bear it.

I dare not go to places like hospitals where money is spent, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore"

"Are you really alright?" Zhou Fan asked worriedly.

"Really." Cheng Wen nodded.

"Alright then." Zhou Fan looked at him carefully again, "Are you going home? I happen to be free, so I'll see you off."

"No...no need"

Cheng Wen subconsciously rejected the other party's kindness, but in the end he couldn't stand the other party's insistence and got into his car.

After Zhou Fan delivered him, he left.

After tossing all morning, he was a little hungry, but he didn't have any appetite. He was fine, but he was afraid of starving the baby, so he ordered a bowl of noodles and forced himself to finish it.

After finishing the work that should be done at home, Cheng Wen entered the dressing room of the master bedroom, found a black brocade bag with simple patterns tattooed on it from the bottom of the storage space on his own floor, and held it in his hand like a treasure. , carefully opened.

Inside is a photo.

The background was a piece of blue sea, the sun was shining brightly that day, and the sand under his feet was slightly hot. The tall and handsome man hugged the slightly thinner man in his arms. If no one else kissed him, he let his cheeks blush.

This was taken when the two were together for more than four months. In Tahiti, Jian Qing told him that this is the most beautiful sea in the world, and he must see it with the person he loves the most.

But after returning from abroad, not long after, the tenderness in his eyes gradually disappeared.

At that time, Ah Qing must have liked him too.

There is always a little bit.

Cheng Wen sat in the locker room all afternoon holding the photo.

This is what he does the most when he is free.

I miss Jian Qing.

When you love someone, you want to stay with him all the time, but his Ah Qing is busy with work and can't accompany him often. Even if he is free, he should go to Cheng Ran first, so he can only wait. .

Waiting for the tired birds to return to their nests.

This wait is a full ten days and nights.

On the evening when Jian Qing came back, it rained heavily. Cheng Wen hurried out to buy his favorite dishes and came back. When he came back, he was all wet, but he still felt happy, and cooked a table full of them as usual.

If there is too much, it won't be wasted. If he can't finish it, he can continue to eat it when he is at home alone, just reheat it.

Ten days is enough for a fool to forget the unhappy things that happened before, and his attention is on Jian Qing. Seeing the faint tiredness on his face, he feels distressed, "Ah Qing, did you just go on a business trip?" come back"

"Yeah." Jian Qing kept holding the chopsticks, took a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, never wanting to eat too fast, choked it into his throat and coughed violently.

Cheng Wen hurriedly handed him the water glass at hand, and said nervously, "Slow down."

Jian Qing took several sips of saliva to recover, and her mood became more and more irritable.

After staying in the United States for these days, I really missed the meals made by this fool at home. When I came back, I flew for more than ten hours and didn’t eat much. The steak prepared in the first class was clearly delicious, but I just didn’t have an appetite.

As soon as they got off the plane, they rushed back, even releasing Cheng Ran's pigeons.

It's evil.

"Ah Qing, if you like to eat the dishes I cook, you can come back often, I can cook for you every day." Cheng Wen whispered to him

As he spoke, his dark eyes contained cautious expectations.

Jian Qing looked up at him, frowned and said, "Nowhere can you eat food better than yours, don't be sentimental, Cheng Ran's food is a hundred times better than yours."

Cheng Wen was stunned, then lowered his head silently, and remained silent.

That's right, Ran Ran is better than him in everything, no wonder Ah Qing is reluctant to go home.

In fact, Jian Qing didn't eat the food made by Cheng Ran at all, and he didn't know if he could cook. Grabbed his heart.