Prisoner's Dilemma

"Yaoyao?" Han Shaojun was taken aback by her crying, "Don't cry, what happened?"

When Jiang Chen heard the name that came out of Han Shaojun's mouth, Jiang Chen immediately changed his face.

"Shao, Shao Jun..." Zheng Yaoyao continued intermittently, "My grandfather is dying..."

Han Shaojun felt sad. When he pretended to be Zheng Yaoyao's boyfriend some time ago, he visited Grandpa Zheng. The long conversation benefited Han Shaojun a lot, and he admired this resolute old man even more.Now that the old man is dying, he will inevitably feel sad.

"Be strong, Yaoyao, your grandpa is in pain every day, it is also a relief for him..."

"No! Shao Jun, no!"

Han Shaojun wanted to comfort Zheng Yaoyao, but she interrupted in a hurry.

"Shaojun, can you come over again?" Zheng Yaoyao begged, "I know this request is too much, but please help me again! Come here, my grandpa wants to see you! He is dying soon!"

"But... but I..." Han Shaojun's mind was a little confused for a while, and he had decided not to pretend to be a boyfriend and girlfriend anymore, but Zheng Yaoyao's crying made him upset.

"Please! My grandpa is running out of time! He wants to see you, he said he wants to see you! I've been guarding him all night! I don't know how long he can last! He just wants to see you!" Zheng Yaoyao said incoherently, her voice Distressed by crying.

"Don't panic!" Han Shaojun had already walked upstairs, "Don't cry, go and stay with your grandpa, I'll be right there."

Zheng Yaoyao answered with tears, Han Shaojun hurried upstairs and put on his coat, then hurried downstairs again, just as he was about to go out, Jiang Chen blocked his way.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Chen asked gloomyly.

Han Shaojun knew something was wrong when he saw Jiang Chen's face, and quickly explained in a good voice: "Jiang Chen, I have to go out."

"It's Zheng Yaoyao again?" Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and said.

"Her grandpa is probably dying, so I..."

"What's none of your business? Didn't you fake it with her? Is there no one in his Zheng family? Want you to go there?"

Han Shaojun's head turned into two big ones, "I'm to blame for this, I'll apologize to you when I get back, I have to go now."

"No!" Jiang Chen clasped Han Shaojun's arm like pliers, "Are you kidding me again? Are you enjoying watching me follow your ass like a dog?"

"I didn't mean that!" Han Shaojun was impatient when he thought of Zheng Yaoyao crying like that. The old man was dying and might pass away at any time. He couldn't delay for a minute, "I really have to go! This time I'm sorry for you, don't be angry You can do whatever you want when I come back!"

The two pushed and shoved and quickly moved their hands, one dragged it in by the collar, and the other rushed out regardless.

Jiang Chen was so angry that his heart and lungs were about to explode. He admitted that he was the one who was stupid for dragging a group of people to Han Shaojun's house yesterday, so he deliberately got up early today, waiting for Han Shaojun's time to wake up, and made breakfast. He hoped to arrange some other activities to completely resolve the knot between the two, but he didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to come out halfway, which wasted a lot of effort.

"It's this woman again! I've had enough! Don't go! If you dare to leave, don't recognize me as a brother!"

Jiang Chen's words were very serious, Han Shaojun was surprised at his heartlessness, was it necessary to gamble so many years of brotherhood for an accident?

"Why bother?" Han Shaojun was anxious, "I'll be back soon."

"No! You must be with me today! That woman can't even think about pestering you again!"

"Don't be angry." Han Shaojun's throat was bitter, and he broke Jiang Chen's hand, "Wait for me to come back."

He turned around and broke free from Jiang Chen's grasp, and quickly ran towards the door. Jiang Chen chased after him, but he was still a step too late. Han Shaojun closed the door before him, inserted the key and turned it around a few times.

When Jiang Chen heard the sound of the key being knocked, his eyes suddenly widened, he grabbed the doorknob and shook it vigorously, but it didn't open.He roared in disbelief and rattled the door, but it remained motionless.

Han Shaojun actually locked the door behind him!

Jiang Chen was furious, and stared at the door with one foot. This foot was filled with all the anger, and a crack was opened on the door frame. "Han Shaojun, you have guts!" he roared angrily.

When Han Shaojun heard the deafening knock on the door behind him, he felt flustered and shy. With Jiang Chen's temper, I'm afraid this matter can't be resolved.He hadn't thought about how to face it when he came back, so he could only put it aside for the time being and take one step at a time.

Hurrying to the hospital, there was a crowd of people standing outside Mr. Zheng's ward, all of whom were descendants of the Zheng family. Some of them were sad, some were numb, some were angry, whispering in twos and threes. All eyes were on him, and the corridor was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

"Shaojun, you're finally here!" Zheng Yaoyao's father ran over with red eyes, holding Han Shaojun's hands as if he was savior.

"Uncle Zheng." Han Shaojun bowed slightly.

"Stop talking, go in first, your Grandpa Zheng has been waiting for you for a long time." Grandpa Zheng said these three words with particular emphasis, even with the meaning of a demonstration.

Han Shaojun greeted everyone with his eyes, and followed Father Zheng to the ward.

Father Zheng wiped away his tears, and held on to Han Shaojun's hand: "Shaojun, if there is something ignorant about Yaoyao, please bear with me and don't get angry with her."

It was another person who misunderstood the relationship between the two, Han Shaojun was too lazy to explain, so he responded with a few words and pushed open the door.

Zheng Yaoyao was the only one in the ward, her eyes were red and swollen from sobbing, she looked haggard, and her hair, which was carefully combed in the past, was already messy.The skinny old man was lying on the bed with catheters all over his body. It must be said that Mr. Zheng doted on this granddaughter very much, and only kept her by his side when he was dying.

Han Shaojun adjusted his mood, walked quickly to the bed, and called softly: "Grandpa."

The old man struggled to open his eyes a little, stretched out a skinny hand tremblingly, and looked back and forth between Han Shaojun and Zheng Yaoyao.

Han Shaojun understood, held the old man's hand with one hand, and Zheng Yaoyao's palm with the other.

There was a satisfied look in the old man's cloudy eyes, his lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just made some unclear sounds.

The door of the ward opened, and Zheng's family stood in the room. The old man's heart stopped, and his crying immediately changed from whimpering to wailing.Zheng Yaoyao was so sad that she couldn't help herself, she threw herself on Han Shaojun who was closest to her.

Han Shaojun froze for a moment, patted her on the back lightly, raised his eyes, and met Zheng Ming's resentful gaze, Han Shaojun felt threatened, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at her coldly.

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After busying inside and out, it was already night, Han Shaojun dragged his exhausted body home, the closer he was to home, the colder his body became, Han Shaojun was thinking about Jiang Chen all over his head.

Just leave him at home like this, what he will do, it's scary to think about it, Han Shaojun even imagined whether Jiang Chen would be so violent that he would directly tear down his house.On weekdays, she coaxed him along with him, but he always played with his temper, let alone this time he really disobeyed him.

But after all, he had to face it. Han Shaojun drove into the community with a gloomy face.

The house was still there, Han Shaojun didn't know whether to be thankful or to smile wryly.Walking to the door of the house, the moon appeared from behind the dark clouds, and Han Shaojun found out that the door of his house had been demolished.

The heavy door lay horizontally on the ground, the metal door panel was pitted, as if it had been hammered violently, the door frame was twisted and skewed, and the outer wall was cracked, exposing the reinforced concrete inside.

How much destructive power does it take to be destroyed like this, Han Shaojun only felt a chill down his spine.Imagining the furious Jiang Chen punching and kicking a door, Han Shaojun was heartbroken.

Now that the doors have been demolished, I am afraid that people have already left.

Han Shaojun regained his composure, stepped through the gate and entered the house.

The lights were not turned on in the dark room, and the curtains on the glass wall of the backyard were open. Half of the living room was shrouded in dim light, and the scene of the living room could be vaguely seen.

Jiang Chen sat motionless on the sofa, his whole body was immersed in the darkness, the outline of his body was outlined by the moonlight, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

There is no need to see his expression clearly, he is sitting quietly, like a cold statue, exuding a powerful and dangerous aura all over his body, he is like a volcano that is brewing to erupt, and can burn everything close to him at any time into ashes.

Only his eyes are bright, even in the dark, there is a fierce light. He is a hunting predator, waiting for the prey to approach him step by step, and this prey is Han Shaojun.

Han Shaojun's limbs were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up. He was afraid that he would be torn to pieces if he took a step forward, so he stood far away and said softly, "I'm back."

Jiang Chen didn't react at all, like an unsheathed sword, still in a static state, but the blade was already full of murderous aura.

Han Shaojun bit the bullet and walked towards him, every step he took seemed to be crossing a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.Step by step, slowly and carefully, every time you lift your foot, you must use your full strength.

Jiang Chen just stared at him like this, his eyes moved with him, his handsome face was like a mask, showing no emotion.

Han Shaojun walked up to him and knelt down, put his hands on his knees lightly, raised his head to meet his gaze: "I'm sorry, don't be angry, okay?"

"You promised me that you would not be entangled with that woman." Jiang Chen's voice was deep and hoarse, like a traveler walking in the desert who has not been nourished by water for a long time.

Han Shaojun's heart was trembling, he really wanted to explain that there was no entanglement, he was just helping her, but he knew that Jiang Chen would never accept this reason, at this moment Han Shaojun only had one wish, that Jiang Chen not be angry, as if his emotions More important than a million reasons.

"I'm sorry," he repeated.

Jiang Chen was still as cold as an iceberg: "You lied to me again."