Golden House Cangjiao

On Friday, it began to rain at night, and it continued to rain during the day.

Most of the steaming heat dissipated, and finally brought a bit of autumn coolness. Zhu Sheng pushed open the door, Jiangnan minor tunes and noisy rain came out from the inside, and Wu Nong's soft words almost turned into a pool of spring water.He turned his face to take a look, maybe the aunt had left the door open, so he could see Jiang Li in the room lying lazily on the back of the chair, humming softly.

The long black hair fell to the elbows, and a few red ribbons were wrapped around the snow-white ankles, and a beautiful bow was lightly tied. Jiang Li held the orchid finger and made a gesture of covering his sleeves. His gestures are beautiful. , but the expression between his brows and eyes was very pale, like a ray of untimely soul.

"Master."

The aunt bumped into Zhu Sheng with the medicine, and asked him to taste the porridge made with rock sugar pear. Zhu Sheng nodded first, and then asked, "Where is Grandpa?"

"Mr. Jiang's old problem has happened again. When it rains, his legs hurt. He knocked on the door just now, and he is still in the house."

Zhu Sheng frowned, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

The aunt said: "Madame finishes drinking the medicine, and I'll go over and serve Mr. Jiang a bowl of porridge."

"I'll go."

"Put the medicine here."

Jiang Li didn't know when he stood up, leaned on the door frame, and spoke at the same time as Zhu Sheng.She glanced lightly at Zhu Sheng, and passed by like a dragonfly on water. Jiang Li's gaze had no warmth, and there was no expression on his face.After a long time, Jiang Li took his gaze away from Zhu Sheng, and said calmly, "Let her go."

Zhu Sheng suddenly raised his eyes.

Jiang Li looked at his aunt, and said again: "Put the medicine here, go and see Dad."

Leaving Zhu Sheng and Jiang Li alone, the aunt was naturally not at ease, she frowned and said carefully: "Ma'am, Mr. Jiang..."

Jiang Li said flatly, "I won't go crazy."

Zhu Sheng also smiled slowly, his brows and eyes curved, "Auntie, go see grandpa."

Seeing this, the aunt had no choice but to put the medicine on the table and left worried.

"Everyone likes you more, only I hate you."

Jiang Li pinned a strand of black hair behind her ear and said, "For a while, I've been thinking that it's not you that I hate, but communion. He told me that even if I don't like children, I was pregnant and gave birth in October. Looking at it always makes me happy, but I don’t like it just because I don’t have one, as long as I’m born, I’ll like it...for his pleading, I kept you.”

"But I'm not happy."

"You cried all night, and I could only look at you helplessly. I tried to hug you up, but you grabbed my hair and cried harder. Only communion can put you to sleep." Jiang Li frowned. , Said quietly: "My depression is not getting better, I can't stop the medicine, I can't breastfeed you, and you were born prematurely for nearly two months, and you have been sick all the time."

"Your grandma thinks depression is just my excuse," she said.

"Then she changed my medicine to vitamins, and it took a long time before she told me complacently that even if I didn't take the medicine, I didn't have any accidents, but I was too selfish." Jiang Li said expressionlessly: " It's like your dad traded vitamins for my birth control pills."

"At that time, I couldn't sleep and felt very uncomfortable. When I closed my eyes, it was filled with your cries and their accusations. I was on the verge of collapse every day, and I could hardly control myself." Jiang Li said softly: "I I have asked myself many times what my life would be like without you."

Zhu Sheng whispered: "...it won't be so bad."

Jiang Li closed his eyes and said: "I was not born with motherhood. They all accused me of not loving you enough, but no one ever taught me how to love you. Everyone told me that as long as I gave birth to you, I would like you." .”

"Probably because my self-study ability is too poor."

Zhu Sheng's voice trembled slightly, "I'm sorry."

"You shouldn't apologize to me." Jiang Li said slowly, "You should say you hate me."

Zhu Sheng said very lightly: "But you also try to love me, this is enough."

Auntie was worried that Zhu Sheng was alone with Jiang Li. After delivering breakfast to Mr. Jiang, she hurried back. Jiang Li closed the door and did not let her in under the pretext of feeling unwell. Auntie asked Zhu Sheng again and again to confirm Jiang Li. There was no problem, so he urged Zhu Sheng to go downstairs to have some porridge.

Zhu Sheng nodded.

Sitting at the dining table, he took out his mobile phone, but inexplicably received a lot of messages, and the reminder list of unread messages was almost endless:

[It's really a peerless white lotus, pretending to be a whore and pretending to be pure. 】

【Hee hee hee, I would like to ask, are you short of men?Since you are so hungry and thirsty, I recommend a massage stick with your real name, so please let our brother Duan go. 】

【How much is a night's sleep? 】

[Sure enough, it's a bus, any man can get on it. 】

……

Zhu Sheng frowned, and didn't look any further. He thought about it for a while, opened Weibo, and as expected, he saw a topic about himself on the trending search.

A big V received a submission, and the content of the submission was a text and picture cut from the R big confession wall:

[School belle?Hee hee hee is clearly Bichi.

That's right, I was in class at 1-305, West District yesterday, and I accidentally took this photo.

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Forgive me for typing the code so that even mothers don’t recognize it. After all, this person who doesn’t code may scare you to death (not Duan Cheng). As for the other one, Zhu Sheng, Nai Tao who was recently announced by the crew of "The Eighth Love Letter" , and since the beginning of school has long occupied the No.1 confession position on the confession wall of our school.

Let’s make a little news, do you still remember the photo of Duan Cheng and Zhu Sheng in the bar?

It was on the Victoria, which should be in July and August (the Victoria is only open for these two months), and based on the last submission to him with a long text confession, it should not be difficult to deduce that he was still with Xie Shao at that time. ?Going on a boat with another guy, only to end up drinking at a bar with Duan Cheng?

The rank of the rival in love is so high, what can I do, forget about getting mad :)]

That photo was taken the day before when Zhu Sheng and Fu Zhaohe were standing at the door of the classroom. The man in the photo bent down slightly, and Zhu Sheng raised his eyes to look at him with wet pupils.

Zhu Sheng was very confused, "There was no one in the classroom at that time."

The system reminded: "It must be malicious revenge from people who hate you, of course you can't see it."

"Zhou Zihan again?"

The system said, "Just ask and you'll know."

Zhu Sheng let out a "huh" and browsed through the comments below this Weibo. The screen was full of abuse against him, and many people even repeatedly posted Zhu Sheng's identity information, and together with his mobile phone The number is put up together, but Zhu Sheng is used to turning his mobile phone to the do not disturb mode before going to bed, so he can only receive text messages.He rested his chin and said, "It's really stupid."

"The more you hate me, the more you scold me, Duan Cheng...will spend more time coaxing me."

The system asked Zhu Sheng curiously: "Sheng Sheng, how do you explain the photos?"

"Just met the professor."

On this day, Zhu Sheng turned off his mobile phone, sat on the bay window and read books all day.At dusk, the rain gradually subsides, and the vast expanse of sunlight is rosy, reflecting red and overlapping the clouds, and gradually dims, and finally returns to the dark night.

Auntie knocked on Zhu Sheng's door at nine o'clock, "Master, someone is looking for you."

Zhu Sheng glanced at the SUV parked downstairs, and said softly, "Let him go back first, I'm not feeling well."

The aunt hurriedly asked if she wanted to call the family doctor to take a look, but Zhu Sheng just said, "Just sleep and it will be fine."

"Blessings."

However, not long after, someone called his name outside, Zhu Sheng was not surprised, he slowly opened the window, Duan Cheng was standing downstairs, tall and tall.The moonlight is like frost and snow, blurry and not very real, while the man's pupils are as deep as a deep pool, undisciplined yet a little arrogant.

"Today the film crew was filming in the forest park." He stared at Zhu Sheng, his voice was low, "I filled a can of starlight for you."

He half-closed his eyelids, opened the glass bottle in his hand, and the light spots, like shattered flames, drilled out of the narrow mouth of the bottle and scattered in the dense night.Many fireflies passed by one after another, like short meteors, or dancing light dust, burning brightly.

Zhu Sheng couldn't help stretching out his hand, and asked him after a while, "How long have you been catching?"

Duan Cheng said casually, "A couple of hours."

Zhu Sheng gave a soft "hmm".

"There's only the moon tonight, there's nothing to do anyway, so I caught a small bottle of fireflies for you." Duan Cheng asked him, "Do you like it?"

Zhu Sheng nodded slowly.

Duan Cheng asked him again: "Do you like me?"

Zhu Sheng just looked at him fixedly.

Duan Cheng squinted his eyes and suddenly smiled, "Blessings."

He said: "I told you that "The Eighth Love Letter" will be my last movie, because some time ago the hospital found out that there was a shadow in my lung, and it was found to be a benign tumor, so I decided to pursue you But before I caught fireflies for you, I got a call from the hospital."

"...It's actually a malignant tumor."

Duan Cheng smiled and said, "Fortunately, you still don't like me."