We got married after swapping fathers [Entertainment]

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**, Drowning **.

It's like floating in the sea, unable to hear the sound, out of breath, and about to faint in the next second, but still wants to take that person to die.

Jiang Shiyan clasped his fingers tightly to the wound on his palm, using the pain to force himself to wake up a bit.

Would he look at him with that disgusting, perverted look?

The boy in his memory had crooked eyebrows, eyes full of sunshine, stars and moon, unreachable, something he could never touch.

The room was quiet, there was no sound for a long time, Jiang Shiyan didn't dare to look up, Lin Zhou should have left, and he would never want to see him again.

His leg was kicked, and then kicked again, as if a familiar and impatient voice came through the clouds: "Get up."

Jiang Shiyan looked up in confusion, and in front of him was a familiar but strange face.

The person sitting on the ground leaning against the wall had a disheveled shirt, disheveled black hair, one long leg curled up, and the hand on the leg was bleeding.

Seeing that he was not moving, Lin Zhou gritted his teeth, lifted up the hem of the shirt and tore off a strip, then knelt down and wrapped Jiang Shiyan's hand, the shirt was soaked in the bright red blood in just a moment.

艹

Ya really go to this ruthless hand.

Lin Zhou directly reached out and pulled Jiang Shiyan up.

Outside the clubhouse, Qiuqian saw Lin Zhou coming out with Jiang Shiyan supported. Both of them were in a mess, as if they had come out of a refugee camp.

Lin Zhou stuffed Jiang Shiyan into the car, got in himself, and said directly to the swing, "Go to the hospital."

In the car, Lin Zhou picked up his mobile phone and made a call to ask Dean Chen to arrange a doctor to wait.

Blown by the cold wind, Jiang Shiyan's chaotic mind gradually woke up, followed by fear, annoyance, tension, and unbearable.

He didn't dare to look at Lin Zhou, afraid of seeing his disgust, and also afraid of seeing the harm he did to him.

"Brother Zhou, what happened? Are you and Mr. Jiang all right?"

It looks like a fight.

No one answered him.

Looking at the swing from the rearview mirror, there is such a small space in the back seat that two people can sit between them.

And the two of them looked out the window separately, and he didn't know what happened, but he could feel the irritability and depression of the two of them.

Qiu Qian swallowed a mouthful of saliva and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Jiang Shiyan lowered the car window to let the cold wind blow in, trying to calm himself down, then took out his cell phone with his uninjured left hand and made a call.

"Hey, Xiao Ran, find Fang Yan." Jiang Shiyan whispered.

I don't know what was said there, Jiang Shiyan said again: "Well, I was here in the clubhouse just now, and now I don't know where to go, find him as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Shiyan pinched his forehead and said to the swing: "Stop the car, just throw me on the side of the road, you guys go home."

"Ah?" Qiuqian glanced at Lin Zhou uncertainly.

Lin Zhou didn't speak, but waved his hand to signal him to continue driving.

The swing listened to Lin Zhou and continued to drive to the hospital.

"Stop the car." Jiang Shiyan whispered again, almost begging.

"Can you fucking shut up for me?" Lin Zhou finally couldn't help turning his head and yelling at Jiang Shiyan.

The swing was taken aback, oh my god, what is this for? He was afraid...

Jiang Shiyan didn't speak anymore, Lin Zhou didn't speak either, and the car became quiet again.

When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor was already waiting there. The wound was deep, the flesh turned white, and because I had abused it with my own hands, it looked particularly scary.

Lin Zhou looked at the wound, pursed his lips, feeling depressed.

Disinfection, injection of anesthesia, sutures, tossing and tossing for most of the night, Jiang Shiyan was uncomfortable after drinking alcohol, but with this addition, his face was pale and frightening.

The doctor ordered to come regularly to change the medicines, and then prescribed some painkillers and anti-inflammatory medicines. Qiuqian went to the pharmacy to get the medicines, and then sent the two of them home.

Before leaving, Qiuqian was a little worried, and whispered to Lin Zhou: "Brother Zhou, no matter how big the problem is, Mr. Jiang is like this, you two don't quarrel."

"Understood, go back and drive carefully."

Lin Zhou followed Jiang Shiyan into the small courtyard. Jiang Shiyan took out the key for a long time, but didn't take it out.

Jiang Shiyan sighed inaudibly, and said in a low voice, "I lost the key."

Hearing this, Lin Zhou thought of what happened to the two of them in the clubhouse just now, they were all in a turmoil, and it's not surprising that the key was lost.

Suppressing his anger, Lin Zhou said coldly, "Go upstairs."

From the first floor to the second floor, it only takes a few seconds to take the elevator, open the door, turn on the light, change shoes, Lin Zhou sinks himself into the sofa, his whole body hurts.

Jiang Shiyan stood at the door for a while, closed the door, and walked in. After a long silence, he slowly raised his eyes to look at Lin Zhou.

Coming out of the clubhouse, Jiang Shiyan didn't dare to look at Lin Zhou, he was afraid of seeing someone who was hurt by him.

And the person in front of him was indeed hurt by him, his lips were red and swollen, his skin was torn, there were a few red marks on his fair neck, and his exposed wrists were also bruised.

Jiang Shiyan took a deep breath, Kankan turned his eyes away, bent down and opened the drawer to find a pack of cigarettes.

The cigarettes were disassembled and damp, probably he put them here two years ago. Lin Zhou is not in the habit of tidying things up.

Jiang Shiyan bit the cigarette in his mouth, picked up the lighter with his uninjured hand and lit the cigarette.

The damp cigarette was naturally extremely difficult to smoke, Jiang Shiyan coughed a few times, and his face became even paler.

Lin Zhou stared coldly for a while, then leaned over to pick up the cigarette on the table and lit one. After puffing out a few smoke rings, he looked at Jiang Shiyan and said, "How long has it been?"

Lin Zhou asked endlessly, but Jiang Shiyan understood what he asked.

"15 years old." At midnight in the summer when he was 15 years old, the boy who appeared in his dream gave him a one-night-joy-joy.

15 years old?

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Lin Zhou almost chewed a cigarette.

"Isn't it perverted?" Jiang Shiyan smiled wryly, the smoke in his mouth was extremely bitter,

Lin Zhou glanced at him, moved his lips, but didn't speak.

Jiang Shiyan took a deep puff of the cigarette, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Some things are always unexpected." Just like myself at the age of 15, I suddenly realized that I had fantasized about my best brother. At that moment, He was terrified, afraid, but also had an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"Is it disgusting?" Jiang Shiyan looked at Lin Zhou's lips. The moment he kissed him, he must have felt extremely disgusted.

Lin Zhou was taken aback for a moment, but was confused by Jiang Shiyan's question. He didn't say anything, he seemed to have forgotten about it, mainly because this night was too shocking, and he hadn't had time to think about many things.

Disgusting?

It's true to want to resist, but it's not disgusting either.

Lin Zhou didn't answer Jiang Shiyan's question, but asked him, "Is this the reason for the breakup two years ago?"

"Yes." Things have developed like this, and all my unbearables have been fully exposed. Although it is embarrassing, it seems that there is no need to hide anything. It is better to be honest, "I can't stand having a woman by your side, I can't stand you falling in love, getting married child."

shit...

Lin Zhou now doesn't know what to say other than swearing.

The house was a little quiet, and it didn't know when it started raining outside the window, making a ticking sound as it fell on the glass.

Jiang Shiyan finished smoking a cigarette, and the cigarette butt was wiped out between his fingers.

Lin Zhou wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end, and turned to the beginning.

If you want to torture yourself, you can torture yourself, and you will be tortured to death.

Jiang Shiyan took a deep breath, and said with difficulty: "I won't see you in the future. If it wasn't because Xiao Ran misunderstood you, I wouldn't be able to come back to look for you. Now it's clear, and I won't be gone in the future."

When Lin Zhou heard this, a surge of anger rose from the bottom of his heart. He took out the cigarette he was biting and threw it on Jiang Shiyan. Make a fuss?"

Jiang Shiyan: "I didn't make trouble."

Lin Zhou's chest heaved for a long time, but he gave in first, and said in a low voice, "I just pretend I don't know, we're still the same as before."

"Impossible." Jiang Shiyan shook his head and smiled wryly, "Lin Zhou, I can't be the same as before."

"How is it impossible?" Lin Zhou stared at him, "How long do you want to make trouble? I've told you that I don't know."

"But in fact you know." Jiang Shiyan lowered his eyes, "If you have to be the same as before, that means I don't need your response, but you can't have a girlfriend, you can't get married, you can't have children, let's be together like before Life, I also promise not to do excessive things to you, can you?"

shit...

Lin Zhou felt that Jiang Shiyan was mentally ill, and he couldn't find anything to say to him, so he could only lie silently.

You can even make such a request, what is it if your brain is kicked by a donkey?

"Am I sick?" Jiang Shiyan smiled, "Look, you can't accept it."

Lin Zhou broke down a bit: "What the hell do you mean? What are you thinking? Do I owe you or something?"

"What I mean is that I can't live without you. If you let me live around you, and you still fall in love, marry and have children, then I can't bear it. In the end, I will either kill you or kill myself."

"So, the choice is yours, you choose."

I go……

Lin Zhou stared at Jiang Shiyan with wide-eyed eyes, and felt that Jiang Shiyan could understand any one of Jiang Shiyan's words individually, but they were a little confused when put together.

After groping for a while, Lin Zhou sneered: "You can't leave me, can you? Then, have you been lying in bed for two years? I think Mr. Jiang has lived a very nourishing life for the past two years." The words were affectionate Heavy, the problem is that in the past two years, I haven't seen him unable to survive.

Lin Zhou strode angrily to the kitchen, poured a glass of water and gulped it down.

Jiang Shiyan looked at Lin Zhou's back quietly, closed his eyes, and walked over.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lin Zhou took a deep breath, turned to look at Jiang Shiyan, and said, "We are not calm today, let's talk when we calm down."

"No, I'm calm." Jiang Shiyan shook his head, "I've never been so calm before." The headache exploded, and the pain calmed him down.

"Didn't you ask me how I have lived these two years?" Jiang Shiyan approached step by step, staring at Lin Zhou with deep eyes.

Lin Zhou had never seen this kind of look before, but he saw it twice this evening. There was no nakedness in the slightest concealment.

Lin Zhou's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he was a little startled, so he took a few steps back and bumped into the sink.

There was a slight pain on the waist where Jiang Shiyan pinched it.

Jiang Shiyan just looked at Lin Zhou like this, and unbuttoned the messy shirt one by one with one hand until all the buttons were unbuttoned, revealing his tight waist.

"What do you want?" Lin Zhou looked at him warily.

Jiang Shiyan narrowed his eyes and grabbed Lin Zhou's wrist. Lin Zhou struggled, but Jiang Shiyan grabbed him forcefully and put his hand on his shoulder from the collar.

"That's why."

Lin Zhou wanted to withdraw his hand, but he touched the skin with a strange touch.

Lin Zhou remembered what he saw when Jiang Shiyan was cooking that day, and moved his hands, slowly pushing Jiang Shiyan's shirt away.

Then his eyes darkened.

From the shoulder to the upper arm, there are all scattered scars, some are deep and some are shallow, some are new and some are old.

Lin Zhou took a breath and gritted his teeth: "How did this happen?"

"How did you do it?" Jiang Shiyan approached Lin Zhou, put his hands on his side and wrapped him in his arms, with a pale face, looked down at him, and said hoarsely, "Didn't you ask me how I have spent the past two years?" Got it? This is the answer, when I miss you, when I can't restrain myself, when I want to come back to you..."

Jiang Shiyan paused for a moment, then suddenly let out a soft voice, and murmured: "Lin Zhou..."

Lin Zhou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but couldn't tell what he felt, since he was not well anyway.

"Lin Zhou, either, never see each other again, or stay by my side, you choose." Jiang Shiyan raised his hand to touch Lin Zhou's eyes.

These eyes are as good-looking as ever, so good that people will be addicted to them forever.

"Jiang Shiyan, are you threatening me?" Lin Zhou glared at him.

"Threat?" Jiang Shiyan touched Lin Zhou's eyes with his warm fingers, "Lin Zhou, what is a threat? Do you know what a threat means?"

day……

Lin Zhou glared at him, mocking him for his poor Chinese?

"I'll give you an example. If Jiang Hefan uses you to threaten me to do something, it's called a threat, because you are my most precious person. Now, if you say that I threaten you, then what do you say I used to threaten you?"

Lin Zhou pursed his lips and looked at him, Jiang Shiyan slowly approached him: "Lin Zhou, do I have no place in your heart at all these years?"

Looking at each other, Jiang Shiyan's eyes gradually burned.

Lin Zhou retreated, there was no way to retreat.

The lips of the two are very close.

Jiang Shiyan couldn't help approaching.

Lin Zhou took a deep breath, grabbed Jiang Shiyan's injured hand and raised it up, touched the water glass with the other hand, and poured it on Jiang Shiyan's head.

Cool.

Jiang Shiyan closed his eyes, water dripped down his hair, and dripped from his chin onto his chest.

"Are you awake?" Lin Zhou asked coldly.

Jiang Shiyan took a step back and leaned against the refrigerator, rubbing his temples that were so painful that they were about to explode, and moaned softly.

"Go to sleep." Lin Zhou supported his arm and helped him to his bedroom.

Jiang Shiyan fell on the bed with his arms across his eyes.

He was sober, sober enough to know anything that happened tonight.

He could still hear Lin Zhou cursing.

"Threat me, young master, can you threaten me?" Lin Zhou scolded while pulling Jiang Shiyan's shirt off his body.

Seeing Jiang Shiyan lying still, Lin Zhou kicked him directly: "Can you move? Take off your pants."

When Jiang Shiyan heard this, he reached out and untied his belt.

Lin Zhou went to the bathroom to wash a hot towel and came back, put the towel on Jiang Shiyan's body, and rubbed it roughly, when the towel brushed over the scar on his arm, he took a deep breath and continued to curse: "Is your brain not working well? "

"If you are not clear-headed, you can find the master to cure you, and I will blow you up with one punch."

After a few symbolic wipes, Lin Zhou pulled the quilt and threw it on Jiang Shiyan, wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Fuck, I'm exhausted." He has never served anyone like this in his life.

Who did he provoke?

When he came to the living room, Lin Zhou opened the medicine he brought back from the hospital, and broke out a few pills according to the instructions.

Jiang Shiyan's hand was stitched with needles, and the anesthetic has not passed yet, when the anesthetic passes, it will hurt you to death, you bastard.

After carrying the water into the bedroom, Lin Zhou put the water aside and kicked the person lying on the bed: "Get up."

Jiang Shiyan, who was a little dazed just now, was brought back to reality, and sat up halfway on the bed. Before he could sit still, he pinched his chin with one hand and roughly stuffed a few pills into his mouth. mouth, forcing him to drink the water.

"Swallow it for me."

Jiang Shiyan was choked and coughed violently.

A hand patted his back vigorously, almost slapping out the medicine he had just swallowed.

Finally calmed down, Jiang Shiyan paused, and finally couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Lin Zhou, if you treat your girlfriend like this, you will be beaten."

"It's up to you, just sleep with you." When you wake up completely tomorrow, see if you can still smile.

"Where do you sleep?" Jiang Shiyan remembered that Lin Zhou only had two bedrooms. In the past, Lin Zhou slept on the bottom, but in the house above, one bedroom is a study and the other is a cloakroom.

Later, after Lin Zhou moved in, he changed the study into a bedroom.

"Where do I sleep? I sleep on the bed." Lin Zhou was annoyed.

"Don't..." Jiang Shiyan lay down, pulled the quilt over his body, closed his eyes, "Don't sleep next to me, I feel uncomfortable."

Lin Zhou: "..."

your uncle

Jiang Shiyan, I gave you a face, didn't I?

You thought I would share a bed with you.

Lin Zhou angrily found a quilt from the closet, and went to the living room with the pillow in his arms.

Fuck, what did I do wrong, I want to be the head of the department.