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On the boulevard, he intercepted his own mother who followed him. —— Zhang Cong naturally wouldn't tell Yan Jianghe about such a thunderous thing.

With the growth of time, Zhang Cong's ability to pretend is also gradually achieved.The latent dark tides in his body surged, but the surface remained calm and calm.

And Yan Jianghe is used to carelessness, and it is even more impossible for him to think about this kind of nonsense that fell from the sky.He ate the pineapple piece by piece, so he definitely won't find any clues.

It's just that when the night was deep, Zhang Cong lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling, but couldn't sleep.

The curtains were not drawn properly, and there was a small gap. I don't know if it was the moonlight or the street lamp that squeezed half an inch of clear light.Taking advantage of the faint light in Zhang Cong's eyes, the circle of the ceiling lamp on the shed blurred out.He couldn't help thinking, "Why did she come to me?"

Did Tao Jingyi want to take him away?

Thinking of this, Zhang Cong turned over. He closed his eyes, and immediately there was no light around him, and it was pitch black.

in the case of.He will not go with Tao Jingyi.

Zhang Cong firmly remembered that Yan Jianghe told him that as long as he called "Brother", the key to the house would be his.

Zhang Cong was suddenly disgusted by his greedy rascal.In fact, he can lie on the current bed and be beside Yan Jianghe.Regardless of tearing it apart regardless, the essence is because he has no one to rely on.Everything was stolen from him.

But now it's different.Because of Tao Jingyi's sudden appearance, everything became more false and flustered.

Zhang Cong took a deep breath, and lay on the bed for a while longer, until one of his legs became numb after staying in one position for too long, and then he got up abruptly.

Zhang Cong picked up the schoolbag in a smear, rummaged through the bag, threw all the books out, and finally found two lollipops at the bottom of the bag—the last two, and threw the rest away.

Zhang Cong threw one to the table, tore another and ate it.He couldn't see the taste clearly, but he could tell with his tongue that it was orange.

Sitting on the edge of the dark bed, Zhang Cong was hysterical, stunned for a long time, and finally was hit by a sugar stick so that his throat smoked.

Holding the candy in his hand, Zhang Cong couldn't help coughing in a low voice. After coughing, his throat became thick, so he had to stand up and go to the kitchen to fill water.

He gulped down a big tank of cold water, then put on the lollipop again and was about to go back to the house. When passing the living room, Zhang Cong happened to run into Yan Jianghe who was going to the toilet at night in a daze.

Zhang Cong: "..."

Yan Jianghe was sleepy, bumped into Zhang Cong's feet and paused, and said angrily, "Why don't you turn on the light when you get up at night? You're dangling around like a ghost."

As he spoke, he turned on the small warm light wall lamp in the living room.The light is warm orange and relatively soft, especially suitable for lighting up at night without dazzling the eyes.

When the light was turned on, Yan Jianghe glanced at Zhang Cong again, and this time he was taken aback.Yan Jianghe laughed as if watching a joke: "Are you getting up in the middle of the night to eat sweets?"

Zhang Cong: "..."

In addition to night lighting, the light of the small wall lamp has another function, which is particularly meaningful in the eyes of caring people, and that is to create an atmosphere.

The light touched Yan Jianghe's face softly, and softened the smile on his mouth, making Zhang Cong want to go over and pinch it.And the most terrible thing is that Yan Jianghe's eyes have astigmatism, and the curvature of the corners of his eyes reveals sleepiness and laziness...

Zhang Cong quickly lowered his eyelashes and didn't look any further. He subconsciously sucked the sugar ball in his mouth, and said in a low voice, "I drink water."

Yan Jianghe stared at the candy stick in his mouth, thinking that Zhang Cong's appearance of being caught stealing candy was very amusing.

Aside from the fact that "drinking water" seemed like nonsense, Zhang Cong's hair on the left side was sleepy at the moment. He lowered his head slightly, held a white sugar stick in his mouth, and slapped his eyelashes lightly.Obviously Zhang Cong is taller than Yan Jianghe, but he looks coquettish and coquettish.

Yan Jianghe refrained from laughing, he was afraid that he would laugh out his drowsiness and would not be able to catch up with sleepiness when he went back.He turned around and walked to the toilet, his voice was hoarse after waking up, but he still couldn't help saying: "Be careful of tooth decay."

After Yan Jianghe finished speaking, he blindfolded and let the water go, but Zhang Cong didn't dare to put it where he was.He chewed the sugar ball twice with his back molars, twisted his face and spat the stick into the trash can.

With another blessing from Yan Jianghe, Zhang Cong won't have to sleep that night.He closed his eyes and stretched his arms and legs until dawn, his whole body was numb and half-stretched, and he felt a sharp pain when he moved.

For the next week, Zhang Cong didn't get enough sleep.He never met Tao Jingyi again, nor did he find Tao Jingyi following him again.

In fact, Tao Jingyi's level of tracking is very poor.The previous few times when Zhang Cong was suspicious, it was because there were so many people on the street that he couldn't confirm who it was.But Tao Jingyi couldn't hide as soon as he walked on a remote path.

Zhang Cong still didn't understand what Tao Jingyi was going to do, maybe he just wanted to see him.Zhang Cong seemed to know a lot about Tao Jingyi, but it seemed pitifully thin.After all, nine years later, he was still a child.Too many things are lost.It cannot be found.

But Zhang Cong knew that Tao Jingyi was always like a thunder beside him, and sooner or later it would blow him up.It's just that he didn't expect that Yan Jianghe would be involved in the explosion.

When Zhang Cong and Yan Jianghe were having lunch at home on the weekend, Yan Jianghe's cell phone rang.

It's an unknown phone number.

Yan Jianghe picked up the phone: "Hi, hello. Who is this?"

Zhang Cong didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone.All he knew was that Yan Jianghe was so startled that the shredded cold potatoes on the chopsticks fell on the table.

Moreover, Yan Jianghe raised his head and glared at Zhang Cong almost instantly.Zhang Cong's scalp was even numb from his gaze.

So Zhang Cong immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

"..." Yan Jianghe was surprised for a while, and he quickly calmed down, and said to the phone, "Please wait a moment."

Yan Jianghe covered the phone with his palm, and took a deep look at Zhang Cong.He stood up: "I'm going to answer the phone." After speaking, he walked into the kitchen and closed the door by the way.

Yan Jianghe was not always on guard against Zhang Cong, and he had nothing to guard against. He had never deliberately answered the phone behind Zhang Cong's back.

Zhang Cong was in a daze at this moment, and felt even more uncomfortable.It's like there's something heavy lying across it.

Zhang Cong frowned, Yan Jianghe was like this, it was obvious that he must not hear the phone call.

Zhang Cong stood up abruptly, Yan Meitong moved over to scratch his feet without noticing, and went straight to the kitchen.Some bad feelings suddenly rose in his heart.

Zhang Cong lay on the side of the door, opened the door slightly, and he could see Yan Jianghe's back.Yan Jianghe stood with his face to the window and his back to the door, holding the phone in his hand.

To say that Yan Jianghe's mood at this time can almost be compared to a bolt from the blue.He held his mobile phone and couldn't find the north.At the dinner table just now, the other party said "I am Zhang Cong's mother", and Yan Jianghe almost kicked over the table.

Yan Jianghe opened the window, and a little cold wind whizzed in immediately.

Tao Jingyi said on the other end: "I know it's wrong to call you suddenly, but I really have no other choice."

Tao Jingyi: "I want you to help me talk to Zhang Cong, let him see me again..."

Yan Jianghe's face was blown cold by the wind: "See you again?...Have you met Zhang Cong?"

Zhang Cong's heart skipped a beat outside the door.He pushed open the kitchen door and strode towards Yan Jianghe.

Yan Jianghe turned his head and stared at Zhang Cong when he heard the movement, and then heard Tao Jingyi continue to say: "Xiao Cong hates me. When we met before, he refused to recognize me or talk to me. I..."

Looking at Zhang Cong's expressionless face, Yan Jianghe felt a splitting headache.Such a big matter, how can this little bastard pretend to be okay and not mention a word?

But he refuted himself in an instant - if such a big matter was mentioned, it would not be Zhang Cong.

Before Yan Jianghe could react, Zhang Cong snatched his mobile phone.Yan Jiang He Chu stayed where he was, his hands were empty, and Zhang Cong asked stiffly beside him: "How did you know about this phone number?"

Yan Jianghe: "..."

Tao Jingyi on the opposite side was silent for a long time before speaking again: "Xiao Cong..."

"I'll ask you again." Zhang Cong stared at Yan Jianghe, his lips moved, "How did you know Yan Jianghe's phone number?"

Yan Jianghe's eyelids twitched, and he wanted to grab the phone, but Zhang Cong dodged it forcefully.Zhang Cong even stretched out his hand and gently pushed him.

This push made Yan Jianghe nervous - the call was for him, so what if the bastard came out and intercepted it?

Tao Jingyi replied: "After your father's accident, the police came to find me, and Mr. Yan left his contact information at that time..."

Zhang Cong closed his eyes.He knew that Yan Jianghe was [-]% involved in Zhang Hanma's affairs, otherwise how could he be so relaxed and high-spirited later? ——This is what Yan Jianghe did for him.Not only on the bright side, Yan Jianghe has also done so much where he can't see.

Tao Jingyi hurriedly followed up: "I wanted to find you right away! But your grandma's condition was very bad at that time, she was dying, I really can't..."

Zhang Cong is really worthy of being a bastard. He always picks the most vital points when stabbing people, and every stab hurts.He understood the most bleak and deep meaning of these words almost instantly, and opened his mouth and said: "So, now that you have no mother and only yourself, you think about having a son again?"

Tao Jingyi on the phone was really breathless.

It was even more uncomfortable for Yan Jianghe to hear it.He felt that he was not stepping on soft slippers, but on peg boards, and that it was a crime just to stand.Yan Jianghe stretched out his hand unintentionally, and squeezed Zhang Cong's shoulder.

According to Yan Jianghe's temper, Zhang Cong's dog mouth is so bald, he should have rushed to the goal of crushing Zhang Cong's shoulders, but in actual operation, Yan Jianghe's fingertips were very light.

Yan Jianghe slowly squeezed the flesh and bones of Zhang Cong's shoulders, and at the same time, his temples began to burst.

He stared at Zhang Cong's young side face, every contour of this face was extremely sharp.

Zhang Cong was a little speechless by Yan Jianghe's pinch.A lot of vicious things seemed to have been strangled to pieces, leaving only broken parts, pus oozing from his heart.

Zhang Cong found that he couldn't continue, so he was about to hang up.And just as his ears were about to leave the phone, Tao Jingyi spoke again: "I really have no choice."

Tao Jingyi: "After the new year, I came back. I know you moved out of Xindong Street, you will live well, and Mr. Yan treats you very well..."

She seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and her voice raised a little: "Did you receive the money Mom sent you? Your dad sent the card..."

"I threw it away." Zhang Cong's tongue began to vaguely recall the color of the lollipop, which was a very jerky sweet taste, "I threw that card away, don't pay any more."

After he finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone and didn't care about Tao Jingyi's reaction.

Yan Jianghe's hand paused for a long time, and finally withdrew from Zhang Cong's shoulder.It was extremely quiet all around for a while.Poor Yan Jianghe has such a clever mouth that he doesn't know what to say to Zhang Cong.

The two of them just stood facing the window and blowing the air, neither of them moved.

About Zhang Hanma, Yan Jianghe went to the police station again later, and asked Xu Huai's friends to learn a lot.

Naturally, his focus was not on Zhang Hanma's sentence, but on Zhang Cong.

At that time, the police told Yan Jianghe that the matter had been found out and had nothing to do with Zhang Cong.The police also told Yan Jianghe that Zhang Hanma left a card for Zhang Cong, saying that his mother would send money to the card occasionally.At that time, the police asked Zhang Cong if he needed to help him find his biological mother.Zhang Cong's answer was: "No need, I have a grandfather."

After hearing this, Yan Jianghe felt uncomfortable.He only said: "Zhang Cong still has my elder brother, if you have anything to do, don't look for him, just look for me first."

Although Zhang Cong refused to contact his own mother, Yan Jianghe took over again.But out of usual practice, the police called Tao Jingyi and told her the details.Finally, with Yan Jianghe's permission, he left Yan Jianghe's phone number to Tao Jingyi.

Yan Jianghe wondered if Tao Jingyi would call him at first, but she never did.After a long time, Yan Jiang also forgot about this matter, and assumed that Zhang Cong's mother didn't exist at all.

Yan Jianghe never asked Zhang Cong about that bank card.But now after such a long time, he not only received a call from Tao Jingyi, but also heard the whereabouts of the bank card - Zhang Cong said to throw it away.

Yan Jianghe was sure, according to Zhang Cong's temperament, he said he threw it away, so he really threw it away.He can definitely do it.

Why did Zhang Cong have to become the executioner's guillotine when all the warmth and coldness of the flesh and blood in the world fell on Zhang Cong's head?When will Zhang Cong be let go and get out of that pile of pickles?

Yan Jiang and He Zheng had mixed feelings, Zhang Cong suddenly reached out and closed the window in front of the two of them.

Zhang Cong put the mobile phone back into Yan Jianghe's hand, seeing Yan Jianghe staring at him, Zhang Cong said, "It's cold with the window open."

Yan Jianghe: "..."

At this time, Yan Meitong walked in quietly with catwalks, leaned over and jumped up, and slammed Yan Jianghe's leg.

Zhang Cong looked down at Yan Meitong, and said as if possessed by a ghost: "The food is cold, I'll go heat it up."

"..." Yan Jianghe was stuck, silently bent down and picked up Yan Meitong, flipped it on his back, and scratched his belly in his arms.While scratching the cat's belly, he whispered nervously at Zhang Cong's nonsense, "It's still hot."