famine

It seems that only in this way can you feel that the burden on your shoulders is not so obvious, you don't need to care about it, and you don't need to be responsible.

You are born to be such a cruel person, and your surface kindness and elegance are all disguises, to cover up your ruthless heart.

Jiang Jianguo opened his mouth slightly, and was speechless for a long time before he sighed suddenly, slumped his shoulders, and said with a sad expression, "I know you look down on me."

Look down on my cowardice and incompetence, almost disdain to look at me.

Perhaps having a father like me is your worst nightmare.

"But little...Jiang Xuan, your mother needs someone to take care of her. She needs someone..." Jiang Jianguo swallowed, but still refused to give up. person, and this person is not you."

it's me.

just me.

"No," Jiang Xuan chuckled twice, pointing at him, annoyed, folded his arms and took several deep breaths, "And you are so threatening?"

Jiang Jianguo didn't speak, but the expression on his face meant that.

In fact, he is still a little guilty, which can be seen from his dodging eyes. Facing Jiang Xuan, Jiang Jianguo's confidence is very insufficient.

Jiang Xuan really didn't want to waste time with him here, the smell in the smoking room was very weak, but it made him dizzy after staying for a long time, he frowned, didn't even look at Jiang Jianguo, just said "whatever you want" and pushed away The door went out.

As if feeling something, when he closed the door, he looked up and saw Jiang Jianguo took out a cigarette case from his pocket with a gloomy expression, lit a cigarette, and then leaned his head against the wall helplessly.

Jiang Jianguo may be cowardly, obedient, or lose his temper when facing outsiders, but it is undeniable that he does have his own charm.He has always had a clear plan for himself, and he likes everything. Most of the time he is like a literary poet or artist, with a strong refined and artistic atmosphere.Otherwise, it will not attract the attention of my mother.

But in Jiang Thrush's memory, Jiang Jianguo never smoked.

Jiang Xuan knew that compared to Jiang Jianguo, he was really the dispensable person in his mother's eyes. If things went on like this, Jiang Xuan didn't feel how important it was whether he appeared in front of his mother, so after he came out of the smoking room, he separated I glanced in through the glass window at the door of the ward, and after seeing the human figure under the quilt on the bed bulging, I was no longer interested in looking in, but walked out.

From the afternoon to the evening, until Cheng Hong flicked over the video call, Jiang Xuan was immersed in reviewing.

The mobile phone at hand rang for a while before he recovered from his thoughts, glanced at the screen, immediately pushed away the thick stack of review papers in front of him, and put down his pen.

Cheng Lang's face appeared on the other side of the screen, and Jiang Xuan couldn't control the corners of his mouth and laughed.

"What are you doing, are you so happy?" His tone was as lazy as ever, and he was leaning against the head of the bed in the room, with the quilt covering his chest, as if he was about to go to sleep.

Jiang Tong struggled to pull back the corners of his mouth, held the phone with both hands, rested his chin on the table, and looked up, "You care so much, I am happy to laugh, I can laugh for a long time."

Cheng Lang was amused by his expression, the screen shook briefly, and finally calmed down, he looked at Jiang Xuan and stopped talking.

Jiang Xuan originally laughed with him, but when he saw his gradually serious expression with a smile, his heart twitched for some reason, his brows subconsciously frowned, and the smile on his lips disappeared.

"...What's the matter with you?" Suddenly so serious.

Cheng Hong was hesitant to speak, but Jiang Xuan's heart sank a lot when he saw it. The two of them have been together for so long, and many times Cheng Hong could see the difference with a change in his eyes or a certain movement, and it was the same today. It was easy to see that Cheng Lang had something on his mind.

What could be the matter?

Seeing Cheng Hong frowning slightly, Jiang Xuan thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

Is there anything Cheng Lang can think about for a long time but doesn't know how to say it?

It was fine before I left yesterday...

Jiang Xuan's expression froze for a moment visible to the naked eye, if it wasn't before leaving, it could only be after leaving.

"Grandpa and grandma..." He paused as soon as he opened his mouth. Grandpa and grandma are in good health and in good spirits. If something really happened, it is impossible for Cheng Hong to still be sitting here.

what is that?

"okay."

Just as Jiang Xuan was still thinking hard, Cheng Hong's voice came from the phone again. He raised his head tiredly and squeezed the space between his brows. He didn't know how to express it, so he said, "Let's talk about it when I go back. I can't explain it now."

Jiang Xuan nodded after thinking for a while, that's fine.

When we are together, we can discuss anything.

Afterwards, the two chatted a little bit, and Zuo Zuo would come back tomorrow afternoon, and he would be able to see and touch him soon, so after seeing his slightly sleepy look, Jiang Xuan simply said good night and hung up the phone.

The room fell silent, and Jiang Xuan was sitting at the table, but he began to feel anxious.

He has always been like this. For the people he cares about, it’s okay if nothing happens. Once he finds something abnormal, he will be easily affected without knowing it, and then he will start to think over and over again. Unable to find out why, he couldn't help getting into a dead end.

So the more Jiang Xuan thought about it, the more he felt that his chest was tight, and his head became confused. In order to get back to normal quickly, he simply left the study, took a shower, and then lay on the bed tossing and turning, not knowing when he fell asleep.

Because I went to bed very late last night, Jiang Xuan didn't get up the next day, and slept until Cheng Hong called him before leaving. Thanks to this call, Jiang Xuan recalled that he was floating in his dream as if he was lying on cotton. The feeling, I thought I thought I fell asleep and passed out.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xuan rubbed his head and got up. It was already a bit late, and he didn't think about whether to go to the hospital again. In the end, he still felt that Jiang Jianguo would have to leave if he couldn't hold on for many days, so he decided to go for a walk. lock up.

Unexpectedly, just as he got dressed and was about to go out, the phone rang. He picked it up and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

It's the little girl named Tiantian in the bed next to my mother.

At first glance when he saw the strange profile picture, Jiang Xuan thought that one of his friends had been hacked to scam money.

There is no way, there are too few people who contact him usually, and he will think so if someone suddenly jumps out if he is not sure.

And if the little girl didn't say anything, he would basically forget about it.

Jiang Xuan looked down at the content of her post, and there were several emoticons in a row. He summed up in his mind that the doctor had visited, Jiang Jianguo was still there, and his mother was sleeping.

Jiang Xuan suddenly felt quite boring.

After a long time, he took off the coat he had just put on and put it back on the hanger, went to the kitchen to fry the leftover rice from yesterday, and went into the study after eating.

Today is the third day of junior high school, and Jiang Xuan just happens to start school in a week.

In the past few days during the Chinese New Year, the downstairs of the complex is exceptionally clean. There is no sound of firecrackers in the urban area. The doors and windows in the house are opened three times a day for ventilation, and the rest of the time they are closed. Before turning on the air conditioner in any room, Jiang Xuan had to turn out the summer short sleeves long in advance, and then put on a pair of cotton pajama pants, so that the summer was over in advance.

Cheng Hong came back late, and Jiang Xuan was too lazy to cook—he was very ugly when cooking. After discussing, he pinched Cheng Hong and ordered takeaway when he got home. It was a coincidence that he and the delivery boy almost arrived home. , Jiang Xuan had just brought the takeaway to the kitchen, thinking that he hadn't seen his boyfriend for two days, so he had to be more formal, so he was going to pour the food into the plate.

Cheng Lang arrived home at this time.

"Is classmate Jiang Xiaoniao at home?"

While pouring the vegetables, Jiang Xuan listened to the voice from the entrance. He could already imagine the scene of Cheng Hong bending over to change his shoes, so he burst out laughing immediately.

All the vegetables in the plastic box were emptied, and he poured the remaining vegetable soup into the trash can, and almost jumped out of it.

With a slap on the back of Cheng Hong's head, he began to press down.

Cheng Hong's foot slipped and he almost couldn't stop. He hastily put his hand on Jiang Xuan's waist, "Slow down, slow down, be careful of falling!"

Jiang Xuan laughed for a while, lowered his head and sucked at Cheng Hong's forehead, Cheng Lang felt the pain, pushed him away and went straight to the bathroom, looked in the mirror, just now, there was a lump on his forehead famous.

He slapped Jiang Xuan, who was following behind, dumbfounded, "Why do I want to slap you so much?"

"I'm already smoking, please tell me in advance next time," Jiang Xuan kept laughing, and wiped his mouth like a demonstration, then walked around behind him and pushed him to go out, "Hurry up and eat, just arrived, It's still hot."

"Hey, I'll wash my hands first, why are you so anxious?"

"Of course I'm in a hurry, I'm afraid my boyfriend will be hungry."

"Your boyfriend just ate five pies before he came out, and now he's not hungry, and he wants to wash his hands."

"Wash, I didn't ask you to wash," Jiang Xuan let go of him and went to the kitchen. He had to bring the dishes to the table, and asked by the way, "Do you eat rice or steamed rolls?"

"I'll just eat a la carte. I've been a little tired of eating these two days." Cheng Hongyang in the bathroom replied in a long voice.

Jiang Xuan only woke up in the afternoon and didn't go anywhere. To be honest, he wasn't too hungry. Fortunately, he didn't order much. With him as the main force, the two of them ended the battle after eating.

After tidying up, the two sat on the sofa and watched a movie. The movie was almost over, and Jiang Xuan didn't wait for Cheng Hong to speak.

He hesitated to speak and looked at Cheng Hong several times. Seeing that Cheng Hong was concentrating on watching, as if he hadn't noticed that he was scratching his ear and cheek at the side, he simply turned his head and stretched out his hand to break Cheng Hong's face in front of him, frowning. The jar broke and said, "Are you still talking, Miss Cheng?"

"?"

Cheng Hong reacted in a moment of bewilderment, "Ah", and frowned.

This is a matter between two people, and Jiang Xuan has the right to know that he had no intention of keeping it from him.

that is...

He looked at Jiang Xuan's slightly impatient expression.

I just don't know how to mention it.

I can't bear to let the old man and the old lady feel sad, but can Jiang Xuan be willing?

These two people treat the little star better than themselves.

Cheng Lang suddenly remembered the scene before he came back.

In front of the house, he was standing beside the cayenne. He wanted to say goodbye to the elders, but he couldn't stay with them for a few more days in a year, and he finally had to leave early after the holiday. He was very sorry.It's just that there is no way, he is more concerned about Jiang Xuan.

But when he looked at the old lady who had been frowning since yesterday and the old man who didn't talk very much, his heart was not just uncomfortable, it was a pain in bursts.

For a moment, he felt that he was very sorry for these two white-haired old men who raised him up.

Yes, sooner or later there must be such a day.

He has been like this since he was a child, he has always been like this, and he will always be like this in the future.

It's just that this kind of thinking was not clear before meeting Jiang Xuan, and he didn't even think about it deliberately. He felt that he was living in a daze, and he wouldn't take an extra step if no one pushed him.

Cheng Lang didn't know what to do.

But Jiang Xuan didn't think too much about it, he just couldn't see Cheng Hong frowning, couldn't see that he had something to hold back.

His temper came up immediately, and he stood up with staring eyes and was about to leave.

Cheng Lang grabbed him, the words came to his lips, and he blurted out: "They know."

"..." Jiang Xuan was stunned.

What do you know?

Who knows?

Know what?

For some reason, Jiang Xuan understood this sentence the first time he heard it.

Grandparents know.

Grandpa and grandma know that Cheng Hong and I are together.

"Tsk."

Jiang Xuan suddenly felt a pain in his head, his whole body trembled, and his half-standing body almost fell to the side. If Cheng Lang hadn't reached out his hand to stop him from being brought back, he would probably be on his knees by now.

Jiang Xuan sat on the sofa with half of his legs pressed, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

How to do?

Nobody knew what to do.

What can be said?

Why so careless?How did the old man know about it?

...But he and Cheng Hong will definitely be together in the future, shouldn't they know?

Hold.

No matter how bad things are all rushed together!

Cheng Lang was very distressed.

He immediately hugged Jiang Xuan and kissed his brow and eyes lightly. He had expected Jiang Xuan to be like this when he knew about it.

No one treated him well before, he was cold and didn't have so many emotions, but now someone treats him well, treats him wholeheartedly, and he makes people uncomfortable again.

Jiang Xuan didn't know what to do.

Cheng Yan's heart twitched, and he comforted him while kissing him: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, it's okay, grandpa and grandma know everything, I told grandma, if she can't make up her mind, she will definitely discuss it with grandpa, I'm not here Then they just digest it, don’t be afraid, they won’t blame you.”

But I blame myself.

Jiang Xuan moved forward and touched the corner of Cheng Hong's lips with trembling lips, which made Cheng Hong's nervous heart relax a little bit. He rubbed Jiang Xuan's head and continued to whisper softly: "Don't think too much, we Wait a few more days, at worst, I'll go back and deal with this matter, okay?"

Jiang Xuan didn't speak.

Cheng Lang sighed, and pinched the back of his neck, "Can you please tell me, boyfriend."

"..."

Jiang Xuan twitched the corners of his mouth a little, as if this was the only way to do it now.

"...Then I'll go with you."

"That's for sure," Cheng Hong immediately answered, "Do you want me to go back and be beaten by myself?"

When it's time to face each other, I can smack you by raising my hand.

"..."

To be honest, Jiang Xuan didn't quite laugh.

"Hey, let's stop here. I haven't seen you for two days. It's strange."

Jiang Xuan's sleepy expression moved when he heard this sentence, and he grabbed the hand stretched into his clothes, reluctantly: "I'm not in the mood."

But he couldn't hold on for long, and soon surrendered to the rising enthusiasm. After he got in the mood, he had already pressed Cheng Hong on the sofa when he realized it.

Ah, this trouble that comes and goes quickly.

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