proud of love

It hurts and itches.

"What's the matter with you? I heard from your editor-in-chief that you were never called to the scene that day."

"What did you say... our editor-in-chief?" Ling Ran was taken aback: "Which editor-in-chief?"

"Which one else is there? Cheng Zhibai!"

"...He?" Ling Ran's heart was like a needle prick, leaning on the pillow like a wronged child: "I'm not in his charge, I'm just eating carrots and worrying about it."

The ward fell silent for a moment.Ling Ran's interest, which was so easy to get up, was instantly extinguished by the name, and it was useless for Ren Jianghuai to tease him.

"Does Ling Ran eat fruit? Well, please go out and wash the fruit, thank you." Jiang Huai picked up a bag of pears on the table and found an excuse to send everyone in the room away, "I heard you It's because of him that he ran away for so many years?"

Ling Ran cut it: "Brother, it's all in the past, it's meaningless to talk about it now."

Jiang Huai disliked Ling Ran calling him "brother", "How younger are you than me? Don't follow others and call him brother."

Ling Ran doesn't care about this: "I just like to call you brother! Don't you like calling you brother?!"

"All right, all right! I don't care what your name is." Jiang Huai paused, "Take care of yourself, you'll still be injured for a hundred days."

"You think I'm you? Is there someone who is holding it in the palm of your hand?" Ling Ran said: "The job of a reporter, the salary is not high, and it takes time and energy. If you are not careful, your life will be put on the line. go in."

Jianghuai: "How did you say that? You are the trump card of "Shanhe", don't you just say what you want to transfer? How many reporters don't go to the scene or news, take care of politics, finance, etc., and then transfer to another job The circle is calling for the wind and the rain, but you just don't go, and you are still complaining about it here, isn't this considered a work-related injury?"

"Hmph, I'm just willing to pay for it myself."

Jiang Huai looked at him helplessly, and Ling Ran had no choice but to say with a guilty conscience: "I know it can't be done, but I have to pay for it myself."

"Why do I look at you like I look at you? According to Xi Jinhe's words, you are just stupid." Jiang Huai smiled: "People like Xi Jinhe and Cheng Zhibai are more reliable and more suitable for this society than us. "

Ling Ran clutched her chest and finally smiled: "It's true. No matter what you choose in the end or what you intervene, there will always be something that will change us."

The two people who have their own concerns only hate that they don't have two bottles of good wine in their hands, so they can get drunk on the story.

Jiang Huai finally sat in Ling Ran's ward for a while and then left. He didn't dare to tell Ling Ran that he was going to have an operation, and he didn't dare to ask him what was in his heart, but he couldn't make up his mind.Hongli led him around Chengjiang three times, but Jiang Huai was still sitting there in a daze, without changing his posture.

"Photographer Jiang, shall we continue to make detours?" Hongli finally asked.

"Go back to the apartment by the river, I'll go and pack up." Jiang Huai said, "When will Xi Jinhe come back? Are Changfeng Club and Na Cang Lan Square okay?"

Hongli said: "Why don't you ask the president?"

"Will he tell me if I ask him?"

"Of course, the president treats you well, but there is nothing to say. The president is usually busy, but he went to check on your surgery in person, and talked with President Shen several times."

It was already past dinner time when the car got off the highway and entered the community.Hongli reminded Jiang Huai and asked him when he would return to Linhu Villa today.Jiang Huai thought that Xi Jinhe would not come back today, so he decided to stay another night and let Hongli go straight away.

I didn't have time to clean it when I left last time, but everything returned to its original place.The apartment I haven't lived in for a long time, but there is still no dust.Xi Jinhe knew that he didn't like to stay in the lakeside villa every day, so he asked people to clean it up from time to time.Compared with the situation in the past few years, here in Xi Jinhe, he really got what he wanted.

But Jianghuai felt uneasy.

Xi Jinhe yelled at him, saying that he didn't have a long memory; he also coaxed and comforted him, but he felt uneasy.

The root cause of this unreliability lies in Xi Jinhe himself, but the direct cause is Shen Feijian.Shen Feijian said that Xi Jinhe didn't like him, he believed it, but Xi Jinhe didn't like him, so why should he be responsible for his operation and his future life?Who is he?Party A of the contract?No matter how nice Xi Jinhe was to him, didn't Hongli still call him "Jiang Photographer".

Jiang Huai was very upset, but there was no wine in the refrigerator, so he had to go downstairs and buy a dozen by himself.The dinner was directly ignored, no one was with me, and I could only drink alone by the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the night scene outside the window and humming a little tune.

"Riding a horse by the river is an official, lend me a lone boat to cross south..."

The only source of light in the living room was the TV, which was on silently.At the urging of his superiors, the documentary about him and Ye Li has been released.Jiang Huai watched it once, then replayed it back and forth, not knowing what he was thinking about.He didn't participate in the second half because of Ji Hengtang's incident, and there were fewer shots. Ye Li's mottled and wrinkled face was shown on the 50-inch screen. He said that photography is life.

The subtitles came on, and the camera turned to Jiang Huai. He remembered that there was music at this time, a piano solo, slow and low.

[He is holding the camera that he hasn't picked up for a long time in the dust of light and shadow, thinking deeply.As we all know, when technology develops to a certain level, our evaluation of the authenticity of photos is getting lower and lower...]

"I don't think technology can change the original intention of any photographer. Documentary photography has always required truth, plot and visualization, and it will never deny anything from a single level."

These words overlapped with Xi Jinhe's voice asking him if he wanted an operation, which was deafening.

There was a bang outside the window, and it rained overwhelmingly.

The Banquet is over.

Chapter 19

19.

Time swirled a few times from the wine glass, and it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Xi Jinhe finished his business and returned to the lakeside villa, feeling a little tired.Recently, due to the rapid economic development of city G due to policy reasons, most people like to watch things with their mobile phones and iPads. Worrying about the future of paper media has been brought to the table again and again, and transformation is imminent.There are not no layoffs, but no matter whether there are fewer or more people, he, the shareholder and the president, is still able to handle it with ease.

But the president, who is at ease, didn't find Jianghuai in the Linhu villa, so he was still angry.Turning around to ask Hongli, I realized that he had slipped back to the apartment again.

"Jianghuai is running around and out of tune. He is not allowed to spend the night in other places in the future. Follow closely. If he really doesn't want to come back, call me." Xi Jinhe was not in the mood to sleep, so he immediately told Hongli Take him to the apartment to find someone.

It was late at night when we got there.Xi Jinhe asked Hongli to go back, and went upstairs by himself.He didn't intend to wake up the little guy, he pushed open the door lightly, and saw Jiang Huai lying on the wool carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window from a distance, holding a bottle of beer with a quarter of it left in his hand, he was already fast asleep.

Xi Jinhe took the bottle from his hand, drank the rest in one gulp, stretched out his arms and hugged him into the room.Jiang Huai was a light sleeper, but he still woke up after being weighed down.He snorted in Xi Jinhe's arms and asked him what time it was.

Xi Jinhe patted his head: "It's [-]:[-], sleep a little longer."

Jiang Huai fell asleep and rubbed against him: "Why are you here so late... Aren't you going to the Changfeng Club tomorrow?" Xi Jinhe just hugged him and didn't speak.

After all kinds of unexpected events during this period, the two of them seemed to be finally tired, hugging each other without leaving a gap, and it was a dreamless night.

It was Jianghuai's biological clock that woke up first on the second day.Over the years, the number of times he woke up and saw Xi Jinhe by his side was very few, and he had never been so close to him.

I slept for nine hours this time, and even missed lunch.Xi Jinhe's sleeping face was more intimidating than usual, the natural indifference in his eyes was covered, Jiang Huai leaned against his chest, listening to his steady breathing and heartbeat like radium.

"Have you seen enough?"

Jiang Huai was startled by him, and quickly broke away from his embrace: "Do you have three eyes? How can you know that I am looking at you when you are asleep?"

"got used to."

Xi Jinhe looked lazy at the moment, like a satiated lion, he casually asked Jiang Huai what his plans were for today.

"I have no plans." Jiang Huai said truthfully.Since he retired from the circle, he has really been doing nothing every day. Later, he even got used to such a boring life, such as entering old age in advance, the days after retirement, fishing, drinking tea and reading, and only doing what he can.But Jiang Huai felt a little surprised when Xi Jinhe intervened in these questions. He hesitated for a while, and then repeated the question from yesterday morning: "Are you really not going to the club today?"

"If you don't want to go, you won't go."

"This sounds fresh, but you are notoriously a workaholic." Jiang Huai took it for granted, stretched his waist, and his hands were not honest, touched Xi Jinhe's abdominal muscles, and dawdled back and forth: "How do you maintain your figure? What? I haven't seen you go to the gym or anything in the past few years."

"I'm not like you. I can only eat and can't do anything. I will find a teacher for you to exercise in the future." Xi Jinhe reached out and pinched Jiang Huai's earlobe, avoiding his restless hands, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"'Later'?" Jiang Huai jumped up from the bed, a little joyful: "We still have a future?"

Xi Jinhe came out of the bathroom in two or three steps, looked at him sullenly: "You don't want to have a future?"

Jiang Huai suddenly didn't know what to say, hope or not, he didn't think it through. "Xi Jinhe, do you like me?"

"Be good, I like you." Xi Jinhe approached him with the fragrance after washing, and put a mint-flavored cold kiss on his forehead, "I will accompany you today."

Jiang Huai hugged the quilt: "You have been treating me too well recently, is there something you want from me? Ji Hengtang and Xiaoyou's mother have decided not to report the matter in Haixidi."

Xi Jinhe said, "I know."

"You know?" Jiang Huai suddenly remembered something: "The money is you..." He sighed, "It's you, I should have thought of it earlier. You are a prophet who has insight into people's hearts and always scares me."

Xi Jinhe looked at him, calmly, without any explanation: "Do you regret it?"

Jiang Huai soon got used to it, and he half-jokingly said yes, he never thought that he would spend half of his life ideal and passionate life just for a beauty, but now it was in vain, it seemed not a good retribution.Sure enough, Xi Jinhe got angry very quickly. He pinched Jiang Huai's jaw, looked at his face straightly, and returned to his previous cold and distant tone: "Don't regret it."

"You're in love with me, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Then when are you going to fall in love with me?"

"Wait until I like you enough."

Such nonsensical words made Jiang Huai finally laugh, almost rolling on the bed like a small animal.He had never thought of growing old with a person before, and even though he bought a double bed in the apartment, he never thought that one day it would become so small.Jiang Huai laughed enough, and straightened up: "I didn't expect you to measure likes and loves like this, and put the banner on the basis of grades, as if it had nothing to do with me."

Xi Jinhe looked at him as if he was staring at prey: "Bold enough."

Jiang Huai dodged his claws stretching towards him and went to the shower to take a shower. When he came out, Xi Jinhe looked at his watch fully dressed and said that he would take him to a special place for lunch.Jiang Huai said in his heart that this person is old-fashioned and only loves Western things, so what else can he do, so he simply wore his usual denim shirt, intending to give him a not-so-sophisticated "offensive".

Xi Jinhe glanced at him with a half-smile, and without calling Hongli, he drove a Bentley in the parking lot of the community that even Jianghuai had never seen before. It was a convertible model, and Jianghuai stared straight at him.

"When did you buy this car?"

"A few months ago, I planned to give you a birthday present."

Jiang Huai was a little surprised, but he was happy but couldn't help asking why: "You never gave me a birthday before."

Knowing that the next guy likes it, Xi Jinhe turned his head to look at his shining eyes, accepted all his joy, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I didn't want to tell you, but it's not good to deceive people, the birthday was actually mentioned by Ye Li. "

Jiang Huai had an expression of "I knew it": "It's not my birthday yet, tell me now, isn't it too much?"

"What the hell?"

"'Excessive'."

The car drove around half of the urban circle of G City, and in the forest that was almost completely opposite to the Linhu villa was the Xi family's family, crouching tiger and coiling dragon.

There was music playing in the car, the rhythm was cheerful and clear, but Jiang Huai gradually became restless while looking at the scenery outside the window.At this time, Xi Jinhe had already driven the car on the Huanshan Highway, he just turned his head and asked Jianghuai if he was very hungry, and refused to answer any questions.

Jiang Huai, who couldn't get an answer, could only do nothing in the end: "Well, I still don't believe that you want to take me into the mountains to destroy my corpse."

"You are not valuable enough." Xi Jinhe looked at him, smiling a little cheerfully.

"Why am I worthless? At my press conference back then, the overwhelming news..."

"There are only a few award-winning photographers in China, and the Pulitzer is in the limelight. That's not good news for you."

Jiang Huai was not convinced, but he couldn't find any excuses to refute, "You are right in whatever you say, anyway, I can't say you... Hey this..." He had already caught a glimpse of the majestic mansion, European-style architecture, even from a distance All gorgeous and refined.

The old god Xi Jinhe is here: "My home."

"..."

It seems that Xi Jinhe doesn't know what "too much" is.

Although Xi Jinhe lied to him all the way, he didn't get any advantage from Jiang Huai's subordinates—Jiang Huai was unwilling to get off the car.

He pressed the seat belt, grabbed the seat and refused to let go: "Xi Jinhe, you bastard! How could you do this?! I'm not prepared at all!"

Xi Jinhe asked him what preparations he wanted with a cold face, and pulled him off the passenger seat without any explanation: "Who said you were hungry?"

Jianghuai was about to cry: "Xi Jinhe, is there something wrong with your Chinese comprehension ability!"

In the end, Xi Jinhe's only patience was exhausted by him, and he was forcibly pulled out of the car seat, and shackled in Xi Jinhe's arms forcibly.Jianghuai is the first daughter-in-law who is still reluctant to be carried into the gate of Xi's family since the beginning of the world.

Chapter 20

20.

The decoration of Xi's house is exquisite and luxurious. The ceiling of the lobby on the first floor is high, but the chandelier is simple instead of the usual Gothic style, and the furniture is not all European-style ornate, with a higher style and old-fashioned style.

Jianghuai can't accept the old-fashioned and decent elders' ideas. Such a person can't take jokes and doesn't like it. You can hold a grudge against him for several years if you say something bad to him.There used to be a professor in Jianghuai who was like this. After so many years, he met by chance on the road, and it was like a mouse meeting a cat.It is said that the home decoration can reflect the owner's personality and taste. The Xi family's mansion is placed in the deep mountains, and it doesn't follow the routine of a wealthy family. Xi Jinhe gave him a knowing blow like this, and he has no psychological construction at all.

"Xi Jinhe! You! Let me down!!"

Xi Jinhe hugged this dishonest little guy all the way, his face didn't blush, his heart beat and he didn't pant, and he talked about the topic he wanted to talk about: "It's almost noon, what do you want to eat?" Seeing Jiang Huai standing restlessly Looking around anxiously, he pinched the back of his neck and told the truth: "There is no one at home today, and I will come back tomorrow when I should be back."

...What should come back and shouldn't come back, he shouldn't come!

Jiang Huai pushed him and scolded: "You old fox!" He relaxed, reunited with hunger after a long absence, pulled Xi Jinhe to count the food he wanted to eat, and curiously wanted to explore this strange mansion quickly .

The Xi family was too big, Jiang Huai followed Xi Jinhe to the restaurant, and those legendary maids, butlers and chefs in uniforms showed up.

When Shao Juan was too busy to take care of him when he was young, Jiang Huai grew up with his grandfather Shao Qingming.

The Shao family itself is a big and prestigious family in G City. Shao Qingming once served as the mayor of G City. After retirement, with the support of his contacts and relatives, the Shao family has never been short of money.Shao Qingming took him to visit many wealthy families, but he stayed away from the Xi family.Jiang Huai also probably knew that the Xi family was in business, but he didn't expect to be so rich that he didn't even know how to distinguish between high-profile and low-key, and occupied the mountain as king.

"Are we going to live here today?" Satisfied with food and drink, Jiang Huai was taken around the mansion by Xi Jinhe. The servants of the Xi family were as silent as Xi Jinhe. In such a big place, it is true that no one speaks. Eerie.

"There is nothing to be afraid of. This is my home and your home." Xi Jinhe seemed to see through the entanglement in his heart with a single glance, and pulled him to open the door of the study on the right side of the corridor on the second floor.

The overall style of the study room has nothing to do with the European style. Jiang Huai poked his head from behind Xi Jinhe to look at the antique study room. Pointing at the tables and chairs in the study, he was dumbfounded: "My God! Damn! Is this a whole set of ebony?"

Xi Jinhe heard his dirty words, frowned and turned to look at him: "You still read this?"

"I've seen ebony unicorn ornaments at my grandpa's house, but..." He felt his tongue dry, and the way he looked at Xi Jinhe had changed: "What is your house doing? The small ebony ornaments are okay, But such a large piece of ebony furniture is priceless!! Do you know that there is a price but no market?! You still accepted such a complete set!”

"Calm down, it's not as difficult as you think."

Xi Jinhe glanced at him, then walked in and rummaged through the bookcase.Jiang Huai regained some of his sanity tremblingly, and he almost bit his tongue in fright at the words hanging on the wall: "Fuck! Isn't this Nima's "Cold Food Post"?!"

"Your language for describing things that surprised you is really poor." Xi Jinhe commented in a neutral tone: "The original is where it should be, it was written by my grandfather, and he likes Su Shi more than we imagined. "

"What do you mean?"

"All the children in Xi's family have to memorize his poems and copy his calligraphy since they were young." Xi Jinhe took a blue file folder, imitating Jiang Huai, and looked at the front of the calligraphy for a while, looking at the very similar imitations on the left. Xiuyou's dry brushwork: "I like it so much? Are you his fan?"

"No, I'm your fan." Jiang Huai responded: "Xi Jinhe, why didn't you tell me that you want to bring me to meet your family?"

"Tell me that you will accept the operation obediently?"

"...No." Jiang Huai didn't want to bring up this topic: "...not necessarily. But how could you bring me here without saying anything? I still dress like this!"

"Then take it off."

"..."

Jiang Huai fully suspected that he was telling a sarcastic joke, but he was really scared by his own imagination and dared not be alone with Xi Jinhe anymore.However, Xi Jinhe seemed to have something important to do with the blue folder. He spent the whole afternoon in the study in a foreign language conference call.And Jiang Huai was sitting on the window sill, listening to him speak incomprehensible birdsong, while holding the platform to read the news, seemingly doing nothing.

Cheng Xizhi once again appeared in the "Time" interview, this time he talked about his field of expertise, and he seemed to be eloquent, his eyebrows beaming.I don't know if it was a special preference in the later stage, but the face that was originally young and beautiful now looks even more radiant, dazzling and breathtaking.评论下跟排队形似的一水儿的尖叫啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊，路转粉、粉转死忠粉、迷妹疯狂打call，连江淮看了都忍不住要嫉妒了。He exited the page blankly, just in time to hear a sentence of Chinese names mixed in Xi Jinhe's fluent English. It seemed that the document was related to some stock ownership issues of Changfeng Society. Not interested, he waved at Xi Jinhe and made a mouth shape, saying that he wanted to go out for a walk.

"Wait a minute." Xi Jinhe stopped him, and also told the person on the other end of the phone to wait a moment.He took a camera from the drawer to Jiang Huai, with a smile in his eyes: "Don't run too far, take your phone with you, and don't forget to come back for dinner."

"Understood." Jiang Huai felt that his heart rate was getting out of control again. He took the camera in Xi Jinhe's hand, his brain swelled, and he almost ran out of the room as if fleeing.The hall of Xi's house looked empty when he came here. He groped his memory and opened the door to go out. It took him some time to calm down after crossing the front yard of Xi's garden.

He has been with Xi Jinhe for several years, and he has almost forgotten the reason why he fell in love with him that year.But even so, the feeling of heartbeat finally came back to him. It is undeniable that he fell in love with Xi Jinhe again, just like when he was a boy with no hesitation. He fell down again here, raising his hands in surrender.

Surrounded by lush and unnamed forests, Jiang Huai squatted down with his camera in his pocket, covering his face, his eyes were gradually wet with a smile, his brain was filled with joy, and his heart was in a mess.

He had planned to give up.The unequal love contract always seems to be that he loves someone who does not belong to him with all his heart, and he will do whatever he can after he can't ask for it.Even if everyone is not optimistic about him, as long as Xi Jinhe can respond to his little expectations, he thinks it is enough, and he will not give in to all the ridicule.Jiang Huai thought that the best result would be to be blind, unable to pick up a camera, to die alone or to end his life early.He had seen Jan Arthurs-Portland's "Six Billion Others," strangers from all over the world talking to each other about the meaning of life.They freely discuss what happens after death; discuss the meaning of life; discuss their fears and loves.He didn't look forward to eternal life, and he scoffed at it, but he hesitated when he really had to face a choice.Xi Jinhe didn't understand why he was so afraid, and he also didn't understand himself.Originally thought that there was no need to explain to anyone, but now there is a reason that can be explained suddenly.

Jiang Huai held the camera around several times, walked down the winding mountain road, and saw the huge deconstructed visual display of dark green and bamboo green not far away. When Ji Hengtang suddenly called, he pressed the shutter but forgot to turn it on.

"Why is your voice so weird?" Ji Hengtang ignored him, and said his own words: "I read the news a few days ago, and I heard that you went to the scene?"

"What about the port? Who did you hear from?"

"I'm in the apartment of "Time", and it has been spread in the past few days, saying that you may come back." Ji Hengtang sneered: "You have so many tongues under the patronage, and you don't see him taking care of it? Besides, When did you retire?"

"When did I not retire?"

"Who told me categorically that I am a photographer?" Ji Hengtang asked him back.

Jiang Huai felt offended, and asked him angrily: "Why are you making such a big show now? How is the game?"

"You also said that I was showing off. You were the one who sent me to the competition, you were the one who told me what my future would be like, and you were the one who ignored me and didn't care at all? You showed me a little care."

"My fault, my fault." Jiang Huai was speechless when Ji Hengtang choked, "I forgot that you are still a child in his early twenties and need the care of adults. I'm waiting for you to win the game, treat me to eat A big meal to repay the kindness of knowledge.”

"Hehe." Ji Hengtang didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he lowered his voice and said "just wait", then hung up the phone.

Jiang Huai had expected it a long time ago, and he was not angry. He stuffed the phone into his pocket, skillfully turned on the camera's power button and looked at it for a while, pulling the Panshan Highway and the luxuriant vista together from a bird's-eye view.

There is nothing random about Xi Jinhe’s things. The camera is so expensive in the market. It is said that some subtle imaging effects can be completed in an instant, but how can it be so easy to feel in an instant?Holding an unfamiliar camera, Jiang Huai couldn't find his hand feeling so quickly, so he simply stopped taking pictures.As he walked back, he kept looking for points that interested him.It didn't take long for Xi Jinhe's call to come over, he picked it up happily and quickly, and heard the familiar voice telling him to go home for dinner.

Compared with Jianghuai himself, Xi Jinhe likes to use the word "home" more, and he always talks about it, like brainwashing.People like Jianghuai, who are so big and have no home, resist this the most. It started when they were in college. The dormitory belongs to the dormitory, and the Shao family belongs to the Shao family. up.

"Okay." He replied with a smile, turned around and walked towards the huge building, even if it was just a strange place he came to on the first day, but there is Xijin River there, which is the home he should return to.

Chapter 21

21.

Xi Jinhe has indeed gotten along much better recently.Jiang Huai found that he could negotiate with him on some contradictions and disagreements, and he didn't talk to him with the contemptuous tone before, which was incredible.

Jiang Huai secretly laughed while eating. To some extent, Xi Jinhe is a good lover.

He treated Jiang Huai well in his own way, even taking care of the food when eating.Jianghuai's acceptance is limited, not to mention that he has never had dinner alone with Xi Jinhe at home, and he himself has been living in a cloud for the past two days, so he can only explain this unprecedented phenomenon as that he has finally been favored .

After all, Xi Jinhe has Liugong Fendai, and he spent half his life climbing up.

No one in the Xi family dared to speak to Jiang Huai in front of Xi Jinhe.Jiang Huai could probably feel the intentional or unintentional sizing of the people around him, with all kinds of affection in their eyes, whether it was sympathy or contempt.When he came back, he handed the camera to the housekeeper and wanted to say a few words of thanks, but the housekeeper turned his head away.

Jiang Huai thought, this is probably the way of life of the rich. You can tell by looking at Xi Jinhe, his parents must not be easy to get along with.

After a meal with nothing to do, Jiang Huai hugged his camera and looked at the photos he took in the afternoon with his inextricable affection.Jiang Huai looked through several times before and after, but he didn't recognize that it was taken by himself. In almost every photo, he can see his passionate feelings, as if he is in love, and also like a child who purely loves the world.

He curled up on the window sill, looking at Xi Jinhe who turned over the bookshelf with his back turned, his heart was moved.The sky outside the window has completely darkened, and the warm yellow light inside the room is soft. Jiang Huai raised the camera, but only pressed the shutter on the shadow of the floor-to-ceiling windows beside him, and the process was silent.

He looked at the photo, but the face was not clearly visible in the photo, only a single figure was soaked in the light.Jiang Huai moved his body until he was also in sight of the floor-to-ceiling window, then took another picture while Xi Jinhe was not paying attention, engulfing the two of them into a space, like a child stealing candy.This time, this photo has no previous meaning at all, and even the composition is a typical mistake that beginners would make, but Jiang Huai looked at it happily for a long time, and secretly kept it.

Maybe it was because he was so overwhelmed by the mood of stealing joy that even Xi Jinhe put down what he was doing, and asked him if he had regained the photographer's long-lost touch, and made a gesture to look at it.

"What kind of magic do you think I am a master of the world? How can it be so fast." Jiang Huai guarded the camera, looking for some reason, when Uncle Fei, the chief housekeeper of the Xi family, knocked on the door and came in. attracted to the past.Uncle Fei has gray hair on one side, a pair of thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he is wearing a tuxedo and tie, but looks radiant. He looks like a standard British deacon.

"Uncle Fei." Xi Jinhe called him, letting go of Jiang Huai who was hiding from him with his camera in his arms. .

Xi Jinhe: "He will sleep with me tonight, you guys go clean up and put more pillows on the bed."

"Yes."

Jiang Huai was worried: "Xi Jinhe, we... just sleep and don't do other things, right?"

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing Xi Jinhe's threatening expression like an old fox again, Jiang Huai bit his head and said, "Uh... I don't really think about it."

Hearing what he said, Xi Jinhe didn't express any opinion. He still read his documents, but the smile on his face deepened.Jiang Huai didn't understand the knife hidden in his smile, and he didn't pay attention to whether the door was locked, so the person who was halfway in the bath was broken into the door and fished out by big hands, wrapped in a towel and thrown on the bed.

"I...you..." Jiang Huai's face was flushed, he pulled the quilt to cover the important parts and didn't know what to say, so he cursed in a panic: "Xi Jinhe, you old rascal!"

"It's not the first day you know." Xi Jinhe looked down at him, holding his two thin white legs, and narrowed his eyes to look at his prey inch by inch.

"Exercise after dinner, just enjoy it obediently."

……

Mingming stayed up almost all night, but Jianghuai woke up on time the next morning.He clung to Xi Jinhe's naked body, his legs were stretched between Xi Jinhe's, and his chest was firmly attached to the ground, but his waist and back were so sore that he couldn't even move.Jiang Huai has a bad heart, what would those parents who "should come back" that Xi Jinhe said yesterday think about this sweet scene?He broke free from Xi Jinhe's arms with a little force, and the man woke up.

"Doesn't it hurt? Do you want to continue?" Xi Jinhe's voice, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile, blew into his ears with a warm breath. Jiang Huai blushed and fell back on the bed after a while. He had no choice but to say, "Whatever you want Well, it's not me who is ashamed anyway..."

Xi Jinhe didn't move. He closed his eyes and kneaded the back of Jiang Huai's neck. His voice was lazily reminiscent of getting up early: "My family is a bit special."

"What's special?"

"I also have an older sister. We were born to different mothers."

"Your father was divorced?"

Xi Jinhe laughed: "No."

"……what?"

"I have two 'mothers'. Although I don't want to admit to both, they are indeed my mother. Legally speaking, my biological mother is Xi Tan's real wife, but he actually prefers my sister's Mother."

Jiang Huai was silent for a while: "Then you should have told me earlier that this psychological preparation is not enough... um, so I have two mothers-in-law?"

Xi Jinhe opened his eyes, and stared at him for a while with familiar eyes: "Isn't it mother-in-law?"

"Then I'm at a disadvantage." Jiang Huai asked softly: "Xi Jinhe, do you remember that I said about my father, Jiang Shang?"

"Ah."

"You know, the source of my nightmares all my life is from him. When I was young, my father was always traveling, doing unprofitable photography in places I had never heard of. We always quarrel when we meet, but I like him very much, once he said that he would take me to climb a mountain, I was very happy."

Jiang Huai paused, thinking about the past, he still had some regrets: "That was the time, he told me that he was not my father... I thought it was incredible, how could this be possible? But then I thought of the quarrels between him and my mother, And I couldn't help thinking that this might be true. So when you asked me if I chose photography because of him, I really..." He couldn't think of any words to describe the cold sweat on his half body, so he said, " Xi Jinhe, you see, we are all helpless about this kind of thing, but can you not be like him, who only appeared for a few years and vetoed my future life?"

Xi Jinhe did not answer.Jiang Huai couldn't see his face, and stubbornly raised his head from his arms, "Xi Jinhe, without me, would you fall in love with someone else?"

"No." He reached for the alarm clock next to the bed, and kissed Jiang Huai on the forehead: "You sleep a little longer, and come down later."

"Later? Is that okay?"

"Good boy." Xi Jinhe pulled away from him without hesitation, took a shower, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

"When I asked you to come back, I told you to come back alone, and I didn't ask you to bring an extra person."

The TV in the living room was on, and it was broadcasting the video of Jiang Huai's press conference announcing the disbandment of Downton Studios.Xi Tan sat on the sofa, watching with an attitude of appreciation.

"Father." Xi Jinhe nodded slightly to him, and sat on the other side of the sofa.The two ladies came in and out following the meeting, but they were not in the hall at this time.This is the rule of the Xi family and the privilege of being a man of the Xi family. Whenever Xi Tan wants to be alone with Xi Jinhe, no one is allowed to appear in the same space.

"I remember the last time you brought someone back was four years ago, when you used a