underwater moon

After staying at home for three or four days, Jiang Mingyue only had one comment on Jiang Mingkai: No oil or salt.

Neither of the brothers could try to convince the other, if Jiang Mingyue wanted to annoy him any more, he would just stare.

The good news is that Yue Zhongshan's inspection at the electronic component company is going well.

Yue Zhonglian knew that Jiang Mingyue was concerned, so he made it very specific when he called him: "I will return the day after tomorrow. Now the main thing is to pay back wages to the workers, and there are also a few work-related injury compensation and family resettlement issues. The [-]-month electricity bill payment Let’s work together, there is no need for my brother to watch.”

After hanging up the phone, I looked at Yue Zhongshan's WeChat dialog box that had been sent for more than 24 hours, "Is the work going well?"

Once this matter was over, Jiang Mingyue had nothing to worry about.

After all, it was originally the Jiang family's mess, if Yue Zhongshan got into trouble again, then he would be really embarrassed.

The next day, Jiang Mingyue went home. After school, she made a voice call in the dormitory group and discussed eating hot pot later.

Jiang Mingyue said, "I can't go today."

The head of the house said: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Wang said: "Your husband is not here."

Xiao Ma's repeater said: "Your husband is not here."

Jiang Mingyue choked up, took the conversation and continued, "I'm back today, I've been gone for almost a week, I have to go back to eat."

Hearing this, the three of them let the married person go one after another, and praised him for not being a scumbag.

For today's meal, the kitchen was well prepared, Jiang Mingyue was in a good mood, and ordered two dishes, but Yue Zhongshan was late.

Yue Zhonglian said he got off the plane at three o'clock, and he hadn't arrived home at six o'clock.

Jiang Mingyue made a phone call, but answered, her tone was very cold: "What's the matter."

Jiang Mingyue choked for a moment before saying, "You didn't come back, did you go to the company first?"

"Ah."

"Auntie said that she asked your driver, but she didn't say that there are still arrangements for today."

"Meet."

Jiang Mingyue asked again when he would be back, but in the middle of the sentence, his mouth was still open, and he hung up there.

In the end, Jiang Mingyue didn't eat much.

He went downstairs for a walk with the old lady on the 22nd floor, went back to his study to do his homework and translated things, took a shower and went to bed at 10:30.

Yue Zhongshan came back in time for him to turn off the lights. After taking a shower, he went to bed with steam all over his body. He didn't need to get too close to smell the alcohol.

Jiang Mingyue pushed him a few times, as usual, it was normal not to push him away.

After persisting for a while, Yue Zhongshan couldn't resist Yue Zhongshan's ability to suppress him with his body weight alone, not to mention the great strength in his arms and legs.

After kissing for a long time, Yue Zhongshan bit his lip, as if to swallow him.

Jiang Mingyue turned her face away forcefully, stretched her neck to avoid it: "I don't want to do it."

Yue Zhongshan's hot breath hit him on the side of the face, he didn't speak, he seemed to laugh in a low voice, or hummed softly, repeating Jiang Mingyue's words: "I don't want to do it."

He straightened up, and with some real strength, he easily turned Jiang Mingyue over, with his hands behind his back, pressing on his waist and hips, and with a tug of his hands, most of the nightgown slid off.

"Yue Zhongshan." Jiang Mingyue twisted her shoulders to avoid his touch, "You're drunk."

"I know." Yue Zhongshan said, "I don't want to do it, I want a divorce."

"Who told you that? I didn't, you..."

"Most of the drafting of the contract is over, when do you plan to notify me?" Yue Zhongshan said, "Is Yuan Ling's business done?"

Yuan Ling is the electronic component company, Jiang Mingyue said, "I don't think so, let me go first."

"I'm so stupid in your eyes, right? Jiang Mingyue, when you sent me a message asking how Yuan Ling was, were you with the lawyer?"

Jiang Mingyue was sure that it wasn't Jiang Mingkai who mentioned it, but he wasn't surprised that Yue Zhongshan would hear this kind of news.

His little struggle couldn't catch Yue Zhongshan's eyes at all, he put more effort into talking, and broke his legs apart.

Jiang Mingyue had never regretted it like this for a moment.

I understand how gentle Yue Zhongshan was before, and I also understand that when Yue Zhongshan is willing, he is just an ant, who can be easily controlled, played with or crushed.

He thought of his ridiculous persistence in the face of Jiang Mingkai and Xu Yingyu, and in front of Yue Zhongshan who showed his fangs slightly, he was overwhelmed by deep fear, so much that it was painful.

In the end, it didn't work out.

Before the lubricant was squeezed out, Jiang Mingyue gritted her teeth and cried tremblingly, and Yue Zhongshan suddenly let go.

Most of the boredom on his face was put away, he lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Mingyue's tearful eyes, showing a smile that was not a smile, and finally pressed his thumb on Jiang Mingyue's lips a few times, so hard that the soft flesh hit the teeth, raw pain.

Even though Yue Zhongshan had let go of him, Jiang Mingyue still maintained the last position of lying on his side, terrified and afraid to move.

His arms and thighs were sore, Yue Zhongshan didn't touch his back very much, the feeling was not obvious, only fear.

Yue Zhongshan got out of bed and went to the bathroom, turned back halfway there, grabbed Jiang Mingyue's shoulder and turned him over, threw a contract on him, with a calm expression on his face and a very kind tone, and said to him : "There is more than one mess in your family, if you like to force it, we don't have to pretend."

Jiang Mingyue was still crying uncontrollably. He closed his eyes, curled up involuntarily, his shoulders and hands were shaking.

After taking a shower, Yue Zhongshan left.

Jiang Mingyue slept on the bed all night, and just after calling to ask for leave the next day, Grandma Yue Zhongshan called.

She said that she always had a headache recently and wanted Jiang Mingyue to accompany her to the hospital.

The headache is real, but half of it is the old man acting like a baby, otherwise you don't have to go out.

Jiang Mingyue walked her to the hospital with her, making an appointment in advance, and it only took more than an hour.

I went in to listen to the doctor's advice, there was no major problem, and the medicine was not prescribed.

The old lady was in good spirits, and she wanted to eat Misan Knife, so Jiang Mingyue accompanied her to buy it.

"It looks like you are not happy today, and you are not energetic."

"It's just that I didn't sleep well last night."

Thinking of Yue Zhongshan's return yesterday, the old lady suddenly smiled and became even happier.

Jiang Mingyue had already decided in her heart that she would get a divorce no matter what. Even if she didn't struggle, she would inevitably be in a daze and was dragged back to Yuejia by the driver.

The commonality of their families is that there are many parties, such as birthdays, returning to and going abroad, and quarterly settlements. There is nothing that can't be together. Jiang Mingyue once participated in a party on the grounds of recovering from appendicitis and being discharged from the hospital.

In less than two weeks, it will be Christmas. In previous years, it was always lively in the old Yue family house, and young people also came back. This year, the servants also started cleaning as usual.

The corners of the stairs, the large bookshelves reaching the roof, and the [-]-square-meter carpet all need to be cleaned.

After returning home, Jiang Mingyue was arranged to take a lunch break in Yue Zhongshan's bedroom.

He pulled a chair to the window, sat on it backwards, and lay on the back of the chair, waiting for Grandma Yue Zhongshan to wake up from her afternoon nap to say goodbye and go home.

Not long after, the servant knocked on the door and said that he wanted to clean Yue Zhongshan's room.

He opened the door to let people in, and saw that they first rolled up the carpet and carried it away, and then left three people to clean the bookshelves.

Jiang Mingyue sat back on the chair again, watching them busy, she seemed a little dazed because she had something on her mind.

The workload of tidying up the bookshelves is indeed not small. You have to move all the books down one by one, wipe the bookshelves clean, dust off the books with a feather duster, and then put them back as they were.

It took about half an hour, and the project was only halfway through.

Jiang Mingyue stared at the rag and waved it around. With a jerk, she suddenly woke up. She realized that she didn't need to wait, and she got up and planned to go downstairs.

He still remembers one day in September, when Yue Zhongshan took him there for a talk. He walked on a small path with bluestone slabs, the air was full of the smell of tuberose, and further down, there was a huge vine.

Besides, in the yard five steps away from the main entrance, the two mulberry trees are the most conspicuous.

The branches and leaves are luxuriant, and the trunk is thick and straight. Yue Zhongshan's grandma said that it will bear very sweet mulberries every year.

At that time, he still thought along the Huatou that he could eat it next year, but he didn't expect that he and Yue Zhongshan would separate so quickly.

Jiang Mingyue opened the door, took a step, and heard a tinkling sound behind him, accompanied by a few inhalations. He turned around and saw an iron box fell from the bookshelf.

The iron box was placed high, and it was completely broken when it fell on the ground, and the contents inside rolled out, not much, it was just a mobile phone, and there was a lot of movement. Jiang Mingyue was glad for a moment that she didn't hit anyone.

Both servants came down from the ladder, and together with the one who was standing on the ground to pick up the things, they picked up the iron box and the mobile phone, and wiped them repeatedly in their hands.

It was not easy for anyone to drop something from the master's house, frowning and sighing.

"I put it there after I wiped it last year, so I forgot."

"Is it broken?"

"I don't know." The one holding the phone pressed it a few times, but the screen didn't turn on, "This is broken..."

Jiang Mingyue turned back, stretched out her hand and said, "Let me see."

In the servant's mind, he is of course considered the master, and even the other master of this room.

Three people gathered around to watch him press the power button on the side, and then open the back cover to check the battery.

It was an old model two or three years ago. It was still a push-pull model with a removable battery. It looked new. It seemed that the owner hadn't used it for a long time.

Jiang Mingyue is also very diligent in changing her mobile phone, so it is not surprising that it is new, but no old mobile phone has the treatment of being installed separately.

In the end, even if it was broken in half, it would not be worth much, and the servant must be very anxious because he saw that it was special.

I went downstairs and asked a few servants, and even asked Yue Zhongshan's grandma, but in the end I couldn't find a suitable charger, and it was unlikely that I would want to change the battery for it in a while.

The three servants didn't make much noise until they finished cleaning the bookshelf. The iron box was placed on the third shelf of the bookshelf, the lid was not closed, and the mobile phone was lying inside.

After such a small episode, Jiang Mingyue forgot to leave and lay on her back on the big bed.

After a while, he turned over and got out of bed, took out an eraser from his schoolbag, and wiped it on the contact several times.

This method is not a whimsical idea, but after reinstalling the battery and turning it on, the screen actually lights up, and the screen shows that there is only the last battery left, and the red blood bar is very easy to make people anxious.

Jiang Mingyue didn't want to rummage around, she just wanted to find the three servants so that they don't have to worry anymore.

But the down button he pressed casually opened the outbox of the short message, and the recipient's name was so familiar that he had to stop returning.

Jiang Mingyue.

On the screen that only occupied half of the fuselage, five recipients were all Jiang Mingyue. Press down again, and there were a total of six text messages sent to him by Yue Zhongshan, all of which Jiang Mingyue had no impression of.

The first time was three years ago, on June 24, the second day of the celebration party after his college entrance examination results came out.

That day left an unforgettable memory for him and his family, not because of his normal performance scores, nor because he entered the top ten rankings in his age.

Because of the night he disappeared, and the subsequent six months of physical discomfort.

【How are you? I want to find you, can I? 】

【Is your health better? What did the doctor say? 】

[Return to me when you see the message, Jiang Mingyue, I'm worried]

【Pick up the phone】

[If there is no news tomorrow, I will go directly to your house]

The last message from Yue Zhongshan was several days later. He said:

【I'm sorry, I think you just want to be quiet. I was too anxious. I'm sorry, but I was really worried about your health. You left before the doctor came that day. I don't know how you are. In the end, I hope You said the day before yesterday that you would consider it seriously, waiting for your answer. 】

This is not like him at all, this can be anyone, but it cannot be Yue Zhongshan.

Every word of his looked very strange, he asked if it was ok, he said I was worried, he said sorry.

There is a bit of intimacy in his sentences that is different from others, and the frequency of sending letters betrays his uneasiness. He is waiting for an answer, and he is extremely anxious.

Jiang Mingyue opened the call log, and after the five messages, they called every two hours to 10 minutes, densely packed, countless times, and they were not connected.

In Yue Zhongshan's inbox, there was only one message, half an hour after his last message, from Jiang Mingyue, with only seven words: You make me feel sick.

Jiang Mingyue was only impressed with this one.

After he woke up, Jingyu had been contacting him in a bombing way since the phone was turned on, and after being blocked, he would soon change to an unfamiliar number.

Jiang Mingyue didn't answer the phone, nor read the news. For several days, his spirit was still not good, and his reaction was slow. Most of the time, he didn't pay attention to his cell phone that was on silent.

The first time he went out with Xu Yingyu that day, Xu Yingyu reminded him to bring his mobile phone.

Turn on the phone again, the unread messages and missed calls are all 99+, and the reminder is so shocking that the palms of the hands are numb.

Jiang Mingyue opened the top one, glanced at it roughly, and replied directly.

Then he changed the number and never used that phone again.

Sitting at the foot of the bed on the uncarpeted wooden floor in a room that smelled of detergent, Jiang Mingyue thought of a ridiculous possibility.

On that night that was completely forgotten by him, Yue Zhongshan not only patiently helped him relieve himself several times, but also confessed his love to him, and got an answer that he would consider.

They spent the night, Jiang Mingyue was taken away by Jiang Mingkai the next day, and there was no news since then, Jiang Mingkai refused to talk to him when he came to the door, Xu Yingyu drove him out, no one would say a word to him.

A few days later, he received a "disgusting" reply from Jiang Mingyue.