famine

After hearing this, Cheng Lang frowned for a long time and didn't let go, stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and put it on the back of Jiang Xuan's hand.It's been a long time, and the wound on the back of his hand has long since disappeared. He recalled the scene when he saw those two scratches, and his slightly cool fingers scratched them twice.Now the skin under the fingertips is intact. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that it was scratched by a wooden thorn, and the blood that gushed out was not much, but it dyed the back of Jiang Xuan's hand red.

From just now, Cheng Lang's mood was difficult to describe in words, it was a subtle emotion between pain and calm, so that his whole body felt as if he was floating in the air, and he couldn't touch anything up and down.The strange thing is that what Jiang Xuan was talking about was not the sorrow he had experienced. The person who had experienced it was sitting beside him. Compared with his indifference, Cheng Hong felt as if he was being weighed down by a heavy object, and it was difficult to catch his breath. .

It's like he, as a bystander, seems to be able to enter Jiang Xuan's memory and find a child with stubborn eyes.How many times he wanted to hold this child in his arms, but his arms passed through his body, he suddenly woke up, this is not his world.

He couldn't save the child either.

But fortunately, the person who is cuddling with him at this time is this child. This child has grown up safely, stepped through the void, overcame thorns and thorns with the momentum of the light, and finally stood in front of him bravely, and bravely stretched out his hand to him .

Thinking of this, Cheng Lang's eyes were full of waves, and he looked at Jiang Xuan with water-like eyes, and then he stretched out his arm, passed through the back of Jiang Xuan's neck, and embraced him in his arms.

Jiang Xuan didn't break free, but moved to adjust his comfortable posture. The sofa under him rang twice with his movements, and then returned to calm.

Cheng Lang's chin just touched the top of Jiang Xuan's head, and his hair moved accordingly. Cheng Lang felt itchy, so he narrowed his eyes, but did not leave.

"Don't you find it strange?" Jiang Xuan asked softly.

After a long time, Cheng Lang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's strange, I'm curious, how did this... this strange balance be maintained for so long?"

"Oh," Jiang Xuan laughed twice. There was no sarcasm in that smile. He was simply happy that Cheng Lang's question was in line with his thoughts. Everyone I've seen is like this."

"They are all very strange. They seem to have no feelings. They only have money, interests, and reputation in their eyes. If you want them to tear off their masks, these three are indispensable, and they are their culprits. Jiang Jianguo's family of three is a typical example. There are also their children, who are greedy like dogs. For the sake of superficial stability, it turns out that they really don’t care about anything.”

Perhaps Jiang Jianguo, Chen Linlin, and Jiang Yifei have no family relationship at all. Jiang Jianguo doesn't love Chen Linlin, and Chen Linlin doesn't like Jiang Jianguo either.As for Jiang Yifei, Jiang Xuan thought of the hysterical girl in the corridor.

Her requirements are lower, as long as she can squander money and youth at will, she will be satisfied.

Jiang Thrush has always been contemptuous of them.

He leaned against the broad chest of the person behind him. As the day passed, the familiar scent of perfume on Cheng Hong's body faded a lot. If the two were not so close at this time, it would be difficult for Jiang Xuan to smell it.

Temperature, lighting, corners, hugs and whispers, all of these are perfectly combined to form a very relaxing environment for Jiang Thrush. He even wants to stop time for a long time, so that he can feel the love of another person at this moment. Under the environment of body temperature, I have to sleep for a long time.

He began to fugue for a long time.

Jiang Xuan suddenly thought of winter.

The first thing he thought of was not the two old men in a courtyard in the countryside, but another place.

He still remembers the wall outside the abandoned towel factory reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, the cold concrete pipes by the frozen river, and the withered yellow grass under his feet.

As if suddenly awakened, he immediately understood Cheng Hong's mood at that time.

At that time, when he heard the story about his past from Cheng Lang, he was very distressed, and wanted to do his best to comfort him, but he couldn't empathize with him, he felt sorry for him in a clumsy way, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

But at this moment, he expressed his most evasive hidden pain with a suppressed and confined mood, and when he looked at Cheng Lang again, he suddenly understood his feelings.

Helpless? Maybe.

It's more about regret and unwillingness.

Regret is a country that a person must pass through in his life, and he is not willing to be ten thousand times more terrifying than it.

Because all dissatisfaction drives people crazy and pushes people to extremes.

Jiang Xuan was unexpected, he didn't expect that it would be so easy to say the moldy and smelly pain in his heart.

The troubles were not resolved, but he was relieved, and his whole body was much lighter.

He told Cheng Hong about his troubles, but he seemed to pass them on to him, so he no longer had any worries.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the scar on his hand was no longer "visible".

Because when I fall into the endless loop again, when I long for those hands, I no longer need to carefully open the phone, begging and generally send an innocuous sentence to that person.

Now he can run directly to the door of his house, knock on the door and shout: "Cheng Hong, are you there? I'm at your door."

Because too many things happened that night, both of them were exhausted physically and mentally. When everything was settled, it was past twelve o'clock, and the pointer went straight to one.

Jiang Xuan couldn't remember when he fell asleep at all, but when he opened his eyes the next morning, he found that he was still lying on the small sofa, and birdsong and unglamorous light came in from the tulle curtains , the smell of sound sleep can be smelled in the quiet study room, and Cheng Hong is beside her.

He moved and wanted to get up and leave, but he only had time to stretch out his arms before he felt extremely sore and lost consciousness.

He frowned for a few seconds, and could almost feel the blood flowing under his skin, soaking his cold fingertips and making them swell and ache.

The arm was stuck between the two and was squeezed for a long time.

Not only the arms, but also the legs, waist, and back all hurt.

But after two seconds, he looked down at Cheng Lang in disbelief, and after one night, the positions of the two of them were completely reversed.

Cheng Lang was still sleeping soundly, huddled in the corner of the sofa in a very awkward position, his face just buttoned up on the waistband of his school uniform trousers.

If Jiang Xuan hadn't moved just now, he himself was actually leaning on the back of the sofa, pinching Cheng Hong's ear with his right hand.

"..."

Jiang Xuan glanced at the particularly messy hair on the back of Cheng Hong's head and the black rubber band that fell to the ground at some point, not sure what he was doing when he was sleeping at night.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Jiang Xuan's expression became weird when his eyes fell on a certain point on Cheng Hong's cheek, and then his face turned from white to blue, and finally turned black.

He couldn't see Cheng Lang's expression, but he was breathing heavily, so he must still be asleep.

Don't worry, hold on, calm down, and take a deep breath.

Take a deep breath—

Take a deep breath—

A good-looking hand suddenly reached up.

Jiang Xuan still has the heart to pay extra attention to the movements of his hands - the movements of his hands are very random, it should be a coincidence...

——Coincidence is also fucking hard to deal with! ! !

Before Jiang Xuan had time to react, the owner of the hand woke up.

Cheng Lang's head moved, because he was not awake yet, all movements were unconscious.

Like pinching unconsciously.

"..."

Jiang Thrush's face was numb.

The person on the stomach suddenly let out a "Huh?" Then his hands froze, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

Jiang Xuan did not dare to move.

"Tsk," Cheng Hong didn't sleep well that night.At this time, the consciousness returned to the cage, the voice was a little lazy, but the legs were probably numb, and while holding back his strength, he took his hand back without changing his expression, "You are very energetic, Jiang Xiaoniao."

"..."

Jiang Xuan seriously suspected that the last three words were not their original meaning.

When facing this kind of thing by myself, I can hardly care about it, but once there are outsiders around, even if he is bumped into by a big mobile phone network disk with several gigabytes like Wang Peng, let alone Cheng Hong.

Jiang Xuan looked complicated, and stretched out his hand to push Cheng Hong's head away in frustration, "Get up quickly when you wake up."

Then he stood up with the sofa, turned his back to Cheng Hong and slowed down for a while, then went to the bathroom with the gun in hand.

Cheng Yan laughed happily in the back, watching the excitement was no big deal: "Are you shy? Are you shy? Oh, you are all men, you are still in your prime, normal, I won't laugh at you."

God damn it's blooming season.

Sitting on the toilet, Jiang Xuan almost spit out blood after hearing this.Fearing that Cheng Hong would come in, he raised his hand and screwed the door lock, then sat on it and waited for the flag to be lowered.

"Are you going back to the attached high school in a while?"

I got up early today, and Cheng Lang bought breakfast outside the community. There are so many kinds of buns, fried dough sticks and soy milk, enough for Jiang Xuan to poke them into his mouth one by one as if to vent his anger.

He doesn't really want to deal with this bad guy right now - he looks very gentle, but who would have thought that the essence is so shameless?

Seeing Jiang Xuan shaking his head, Cheng Lang uttered three words stiffly: "Go home first."

"Go home?" Cheng Hong didn't care, seeing that Jiang Xuan finished eating the steamed stuffed bun, he pushed his own over, "Is there anything you didn't take?"

Jiang Xuan's complexion improved a bit: "Yes."

It's almost time to register for the college entrance examination, and the head teacher asked me to take the household registration book and ID card to the school to register and copy.

"I send you?"

Jiang Xuan turned his head and looked at the time. It was just six o'clock, and he went home to pick up things very quickly.So nodded: "OK."

Cheng Lang didn't come to Jiang Xuan's house very many times, he could almost count on one hand.And he basically came here for one purpose - for Jiang Xuan.

When he is free, he picks up Jiang Xuan to go to school, falls in love, and goes out to play.

Every time he came here, he parked his car a few meters outside the gate of the community, and just waited.He thought it was still the same today.

So when Jiang Xuan stood outside the car door and asked him, "Would you like to go up with me", Cheng Yan didn't react for a long time.

Thought I was hallucinating.

can i go inIs it inappropriate?

It wasn't because of the woman who was about to face "Jiang Xuan's mother", Cheng Lang felt awkward, but because he was worried about Jiang Xuan.

He still remembered Jiang Xuan's confused and helpless appearance last night.

The secret he had been hiding all this time was known to him.

Although Cheng Lang had expected to meet those strange people that Jiang Tong talked about one day, he did not expect it to be so soon...

"Then I'll go up first."

After several changes in Jiang Xuan's eyes, he finally lowered his eyes, and with a clear understanding, he turned around and was about to enter the community.

Cheng Lang called him to stop him in time, turned off the seat belt and unlocked the car in one go, and appeared in front of Jiang Xuan in the blink of an eye. Fuping, then smiled and said: "Go, I will go in with you."

I accompany you.

The author has something to say:

What do you think of the contents of these chapters?Anyway, I’m pretty serious about getting stuck. I’ve changed the outline several times, but the content is written in a trance T_T

There is another place in this chapter, which I call a tricycle.The highlight reminds that there may be no Cayenne in this article, and they are basically tricycles.In short, I will write more, write more big sugar and sneaky, okay?All right?