no way

Zhang Cong cried for a long time before he was able to get back to life. Yan Jianghe's back had already been bound unconscious by him.

Yan Jianghe looked down into his arms, Zhang Cong's nose was still red, and so was the end of his eyes.The red gradually faded, like extremely delicate red rouge, dazzled on Zhang Cong's pale and cold skin.

Zhang Cong's dark eyelashes drooped quietly, not too thick, not too long, like the slender feathers of a black chick who lost its anger after being exposed to the rain and was motionless.

Yan Jianghe glanced at it a few times, but couldn't hold back, and reached out to gently touch Zhang Cong's face.

Zhang Cong didn't know whether he fainted from crying or tired.He held his breath between his lips, and his whole body was attached to Yan Jianghe's body, and Yan Jianghe couldn't even feel the slightest bit of strength from him.

Such a tall and beautiful young man, how could he be so fragile?Yan Jianghe didn't dare to hold Zhang Cong hard, he had a horrifying illusion - Yan Jianghe always felt that Zhang Cong was so brittle now, it seemed that he would shatter when he touched it.

Yan Jianghe lay down with Zhang Cong carefully for a long time, and after a long time, he wanted to go to the bathroom to drain the water.

Yan Jianghe rubbed his body quietly, getting ready.But Zhang Cong's nerves, I don't know how it twisted and grew, and he was about to fall asleep, but he was still alert when there was a little trouble.Before Yan Jianghe lifted half of his body from the bed, he suddenly felt his hands being grabbed.

Really lacking any strength, Zhang Cong grabbed Yan Jianghe's hand, as if it was illusory, and Yan Jianghe could shake it off with a twist of his wrist.

But Yan Jianghe didn't shake off.He went to look at Zhang Cong again. Zhang Cong's black eyes were barely open, and his eyes were wandering. He must be too tired.

Zhang Cong grabbed Yan Jianghe's hand and pressed it lightly on his chest to hide it.He looked at Yan Jianghe blankly.

"..." Yan Jianghe's scalp went numb for a while, and his mouth couldn't understand when he asked, "Why did you wake up? What's wrong?"

"It hurts." Zhang Cong said in a low voice, "Headache."

Yan Jianghe immediately became nervous.Even the jokes dare not act like this.Yan Jianghe, a thoracic surgeon wearing a white coat and holding a scalpel, heard the word "pain" countless times every day from patients of different ages and pitiful appearances.

No matter how bad Yan Jiang was, at least he wouldn't be so nervous because of this word.

But when Yan Jianghe heard Zhang Cong's voice, he couldn't help but panic.He stretched out his hand cautiously, and gently touched the large band-aid on Zhang Cong's forehead with his fingers: "Is it a wound?"

Zhang Cong's injury seemed to be knocked somewhere, or fell.It's not too serious. After taking some medicine, it will definitely not leave a scar.

Zhang Cong shook his head, still holding Yan Jianghe's hand and refusing to let go.

It's not the wound on the head that hurts, it's the headache.

Yan Jianghe went to touch Zhang Cong's forehead again, but Zhang Cong didn't have a fever.When he saw Zhang Cong blinking, Yan Jianghe immediately realized that he was crying.

Eyes are a little swollen.I cried a lot.I have a headache from crying.

Yan Jianghe pressed Zhang Cong's temple with his fingertips: "Sleep a little longer. You are sick and need a good rest. Be good, be obedient."

Yan Jianghe's coaxing is natural.Before there was Zhang Cong, even if his tongue was removed, he would never have imagined that one day he would be able to coax someone so softly with his soft-spoken temper.

The more Zhang Cong's eyes blinked, the more strenuous they became, and the more they blinked, the more hazy they became.How dare Yan Jiang bet 600 million, this brat is completely out of his mind right now, but if he closes his eyelids, he will immediately lose consciousness.

"Don't go." Zhang Cong lowered his hoarse voice, dazedly, but looked eagerly at Yan Jianghe, "Don't go."

Which hero can stand this?Anyway, Yan Jiang is such a coward, if he can't be a hero in this life, he really can't bear it.

Yan Jianghe quickly said: "I won't go, I won't go anywhere, I won't go."

He said, picked up Zhang Cong's neck, took Zhang Cong from the pillow to his arm and lay down: "I will sleep with you in my arms, and I will not leave."

Zhang Cong was finally satisfied.Yan Jianghe looked at Zhang Cong and smiled, and those little pear dimples disappeared in an instant.

Afterwards, Zhang Cong finally closed his eyes willingly.His head rubbed slightly against Yan Jianghe's arm.

Zhang Cong's unlucky hair was soft, and after rubbing it twice, the skin and flesh on Yan Jianghe's arm became numb, as if a small needle of drugs was used as a paralyzing agent.

Zhang Cong's head rested on Yan Jianghe's shoulder, tilted slightly, and his breathing changed within a few seconds.He was completely asleep.

Yan Jianghe stared at Zhang Cong for a long time, and finally disarmed.

Yan Jianghe sighed, and because he was not too old, he decided to make a grievance, so he didn't have to go to the toilet.I can hold back.

Yan Jianghe was helpless and subdued, took out his other hand from Zhang Cong's chest, wrapped the quilt around them both neatly, put his arms around the beauty, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Yan Jianghe was woken up by urinating.The light seeping in through the curtains outside has turned red in sunset color.

Before Zhang Cong woke up, Yan Jianghe kept his movements to a minimum, and it took a long time to withdraw his arm from under Zhang Cong's head.

One arm was completely majestic, as stiff as if it had been amputated.Yan Jianghe stretched his arms, and when he got up, his back hurt badly, and the bruises on his waist refused to stop.

He was like a stroke patient, his skin and bones useless, and he was paralyzed.

Yan Jianghe grinned, but dared not make a sound.Even though he was so condescending, Zhang Cong frowned in his sleep.

Yan Jianghe stared at Zhang Cong and saw Zhang Cong's eyelids tremble.

Yan Jianghe hurriedly lowered his head and kissed Zhang Cong's frowning brow: "I'm here, I won't leave. I'll just go to the bathroom."

"Hmm..." Zhang Cong couldn't open his eyelids, so he just snorted, as if he was very uncomfortable.

"Good boy." Yan Jianghe coaxed Zhang Cong in his ear, "Go on to sleep, I'll come back to accompany you after going to the bathroom."

Or how to say beauty misleads people.It's really too late to have a goblin by your side.Since ancient times, many beauties have choleraed the court, and Ming Jun has also learned to be fatuous. The "love species" thing is really not deliberate, it is absolutely forced.I only hate the "Gentle Township", which is indeed aliased as "Gentle Tomb".

Yan Jianghe was also dragged down by Zhang Cong so much that the 30-year-old elegant young man was about to wet the mattress.This report is so fresh that it will definitely hit the headlines. It may be even more tongue-in-cheek than a bus turning over into a ditch on a snowy night.

Yan Jianghe naturally did not allow himself to wet the bed.He touched his bubbling little face again, and got up quickly after touching it, before grabbing his clothes, and went to the bathroom shirtless.

There are three urgencies in people, and what a man said is true when he urinates and suffocates a man to death.

After Yan Jianghe finished solving the problem and came out of the toilet to wash his hands, his whole body seemed to be sublimated.

Yan Jianghe poured a glass of water to drink, put down the glass after drinking, snorted, and thought awkwardly in his mind: "Zhang Cong is really capable, is there someone like him who acts like a baby?"

Yan Jianghe turned around and walked into the bedroom, going to accompany the disaster, he murmured to himself: "It's really going to die."

Yan Jianghe walked to the door of the bedroom and was just about to go in when the sound of a key turning suddenly came from the entrance.

Yan Jianghe paused, and closed the bedroom door with his backhand.

It was Yan Tao and Zhou Pingnan who came.The second elder rested for half an afternoon, and was reluctant to run around with his son again, so he actually cooked the meal and brought it with him.

"Dad, Mom. Why did you come here so early?" Yan Jianghe walked over and was stunned for a while, "I was thinking of letting you rest for a while, so I will come over later."

Yan Tao put down the things in his hands, his expression was a little unclear, he looked up and down at Yan Jianghe: "You lost your mobile phone, your mother always wanted to call you, and it was not safe to stay at home, so we just came here. Just for you Bring something to eat, so you don't have to run at night."

Zhou Pingnan also stared at Yan Jianghe: "Yan Jianghe, in this winter, your heating is so conscientious? You're naked and don't wear clothes, aren't you cold?"

"..." Only then did Yan Jianghe realize that he was bare-chested and was wearing a pair of pajama pants in front of his parents.

"Oh." Yan Jianghe glanced at the closed bedroom door, turned around and walked to the toilet, and said vaguely, "I'll go and wear it now."

All his clothes are in the bedroom, but Zhang Cong sleeps in it.Yan Jianghe thought about it and didn't go in.One is that Zhang Cong couldn't sleep well, so Yan Jiang felt distressed when he went in to disturb him.The second is that Zhang Cong was in his room, and the second elder still couldn't figure out what his attitude was towards the fact that he had found a man to live with. Yan Jianghe didn't want to directly point the finger at Zhang Cong.

But Yan Jianghe also understands that the current situation must be unbearable.

Yan Jianghe went to the bathroom, glanced at the bathroom mirror inadvertently, and saw that there was still a mark on his shoulder - Zhang Cong had scratched it with a dog's paw earlier.

Yan Jianghe closed his eyes, didn't look at the mirror again, and went to the washing machine to toss the clothes.Fortunately, there is a piece of home clothes that he threw in before he went to the countryside, and he hasn't had time to wash it yet.

Fortunately, the clothes are not very dirty, and they were only worn for two or three days before.

Yan Jianghe had no choice but to put on his clothes and go out first. The pajamas on his upper body did not match the pajama pants on his naked body.

From the fabric, the upper body is soft fleece, and the lower body is pure cotton.Not to mention the color and style, the top is linen and the bottom/body is indigo.

You don't have to be so pretentious at home.But when Yan Jianghe stood in front of his parents like this, all three of them felt an indescribable awkwardness.

Yan Jianghe subconsciously cleared his throat: "What are you doing standing? Sit down."

Yan Tao and Zhou Pingnan sat down.

Yan Jianghe went to eat: "Look at what delicious food you brought me."

"Zhajiang noodles." Zhou Pingnan looked at Yan Jianghe, "Didn't you say you want to eat it?"

"Yes." Yan Jianghe smiled, "My mother is the best."

"Don't be so talkative, you are the only one who can talk." Zhou Pingnan curled his lips, but there was no trace of disgust in his eyes.

Yan Jianghe saw that there was another thermos box containing porridge.Preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

"The porridge is for Zhang Cong." Zhou Pingnan said, "I called the kid earlier and heard that his voice was wrong, and his throat must be inflamed. I wanted to make sweet and sour pork ribs, but unfortunately he couldn't eat it, so I had to make porridge .”

Zhou Pingnan: "This kid is really sensible. He even arranged lunch for me and your dad. By the way, what about others?"

"Yeah, where's Zhang Cong?" Yan Tao also asked, "I haven't seen him for a long time. Did you ask him what happened to the wound on his head and the mud all over his body? Where did he fall?"

"Not yet." Yan Jianghe stared at the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in his hand, "I haven't had time to ask yet. He has a sore throat and needs to talk less. Let's ask later."

Yan Tao nodded: "Yes, yes. It's good that everyone is fine."

Yan Tao's words became a sigh, and Yan Jianghe's heart was pulled violently.Sour and soft.It's like a sponge mat soaked in old mature vinegar, then taken out and squeezed clean.

A damp sour taste remains afterward.

The three were silent for a while.Zhou Pingnan suddenly said, "Where is Zhang Cong sleeping?"

After she finished speaking, she didn't turn her head to look at Zhang Cong's room. She didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but she glanced sideways at Yan Jianghe's master bedroom.

Yan Jianghe sat on the seat, and said in his mouth: "Well, he is too tired, and he is still resting."

"Let him rest a little longer. He was also directly scared back by Jiang He this time." Yan Tao sighed.

Yan Jianghe has nothing to say.

Some things seem to no longer require extra words, and everyone seems to know it well.

But as a family, there can be no barriers, what should be said must be clearly stated, and the attitude that should be expressed must also be clearly expressed. Never guessing about each other vaguely is the traditional law of harmony and happiness of Lao Yan's family for decades.

I heard Zhou Pingnan seriously say: "Son, what you told mom last time, mom wants to tell you."

Yan Jianghe looked at Zhou Pingnan: "Mom, tell me."

Zhou Pingnan paused, glanced at Yan Tao, and then at Yan Jianghe: "I am indeed very angry and disappointed. Also, this time our family has suffered such a big thing, and my mother is very worried about you and loves you. "

Yan Jianghe moved his chair, sat closer to Zhou Pingnan, reached out and held Zhou Pingnan's hand: "Mom, I'm sorry."

Surrounded by the father and son surnamed Yan, Zhou Pingnan's heart softened for a moment. She said, "Both these things make mom afraid. Mom is afraid that you will be bad, and that you will have a bad life."

"I know." Yan Jianghe said softly.

"But Jiang He, Mom is scared, but no matter how scared Mom is, she can't live for you." Zhou Pingnan rarely had such a warm tone, "As long as you are well and you feel happy, that's fine."

Zhou Pingnan: "You don't regret it, and our whole family doesn't regret it."

Yan Jianghe was taken aback, and suddenly raised his head to look at Zhou Pingnan: "Mom, you mean..."

Zhou Pingnan shook his head: "Remember. Your dad and I didn't give in because of your accident this time. We just saw it more clearly."

Zhou Pingnan: "Mom, to be honest with you, as parents, it is too difficult for us to accept the path you have chosen. We will never be able to accept it happily, saying that we don't care, that we fully support it, that is Fake."

Zhou Pingnan slapped Yan Jianghe's palms twice, quite vigorously: "But that's what it's like to be a father and a mother. The more difficult the child's path is, the more we should bless you. Parents can't help you. , but it shouldn’t make you feel worse. Mom knows you’re in trouble. So, Mom will try to understand you.”

Zhou Pingnan paused for two seconds, with tears in his eyes: "Try hard to understand you."

Yan Jianghe gently pinched Zhou Pingnan's hand, his hands were no longer as delicate as when he was young, and the wrinkles on his hands became more and more clear.But they are still so warm.

Yan Jianghe turned his face to look at Yan Tao again, Yan Tao smiled at him and nodded slightly: "Have a good time."

With his heart drawn out to this point, Yan Jianghe was filled with emotion.

He is an ordinary person.He is an ordinary person who has experienced panic and endured hardship.He is an ordinary person with love and luck.

Ordinary people, too ordinary, too great, too beautiful.