no way

From that day on, the atmosphere at home dropped to freezing point, and even Yan Meitong was affected by cold violence, so she didn't dare to yell loudly.

Yan Jianghe acted to harm himself physically.While closing the door tightly, he was wary of Zhang Cong like a thief, and even didn't even sleep late because he didn't want to see Zhang Cong.He is so busy all day long that he has to go against his nature, get up early and separate from Zhang Cong.

On the other hand, if Yanjiang He Ruo had the misfortune to meet Zhang Cong at home, he treated Zhang Cong as transparent air and ignored him.Lian Dai also turned a blind eye to Zhang Cong's good dishes, and developed the stink of nouveau riche all over his body, going out to eat out from morning till night.

After going on like this for a few days, Zhang Cong must not be able to bear it anymore.Early this morning, Zhang Cong took advantage of Yan Jianghe to wash in the bathroom, and stood directly blocking the door of the bathroom.

A door is only so wide and narrow. Zhang Cong is tall, has long legs, and has broad shoulder bones. If he hits the door with a pestle, it would be too crowded for a fly to fly out.

The tall boy just poked in front of him face to face, stubbornly refusing to give in.Yan Jianghe suddenly felt oppressed, almost making him take two steps back.

——Zhang Cong really isn't a child anymore.He is a man.

Yan Jianghe's eyelids twitched violently, and he took a mouthful of mouthwash to hang on Zhang Cong's face.

Yan Jianghe stared at Zhang Cong, speechless for a while.

Zhang Cong, on the other hand, made a pitiful look with lowered eyebrows and said in a calm voice, "Is it useful for you to hide from me? Let's talk."

Yan Jianghe wished he could slap him to death.talk about what?What is there to talk about?But looking at Zhang Cong's finished state, no matter how he talks about it, it is tantamount to "confession".

Yan Jianghe pushed Zhang Cong violently, pushed him to hit the door, and said in a low voice, "Get out."

Zhang Cong snorted and slammed his back on the door frame.He raised his head, stared at Yan Jianghe with cold eyes, and said calmly, "Brother, it hurts."

Yan Jianghe unscrewed a screw from his chest, pretending that he was deaf and blind, walked out of the bathroom, and ended the farce at the door of the bathroom with indifference.

Zhang Cong never deliberately intercepted Yan Jianghe.Yan Jianghe passed smoothly for the next week, but he was extremely panicked.He would always spot Zhang Cong's gaze.Zhang Cong would keep a certain distance from him, but his eyes would definitely not let him go.That gaze lingered like a ghost, which made Yan Jianghe feel uncomfortable all over. He only felt comfortable when he was exhausted from being busy in the hospital.

He was pitifully pitiful.For example, on the day of Yan Jianghe's 30th birthday, which is rare in 800 years, Rare caught up with him to rest, but Yan Jianghe didn't go home, let alone go to other places to play around.

He stayed in Azure from morning to night, drinking drinks and listening to music, surrounded by the entertainment environment, but at the same time he couldn't hold back his sighing mouth.Zhong Ning looked at him next to him, no matter how uncomfortable he looked, he couldn't help but make a thought that could destroy the world come to the fore.

Zhong Ning coaxed one, no matter how much courage he had 1 more, he would not dare to talk nonsense, he could only be nervous, thinking: "Why can't Yanjiang really...can't be..."

Yan Jianghe stayed in Azure for past twelve o'clock, finally explained his birthday, and drove home.Far downstairs from home, Yan Jianghe took advantage of the headlights and saw a figure.

It was too dark and the headlights were dazzling, Yan Jianghe couldn't see clearly, but he thought it was Zhang Cong.The one with long arms and long legs is throwing something in the trash can.

To say that people are indeed an incredible thing.Yan Jianghe was used to being a bandit, but once he suddenly learned to be useless, he even made a show of being useless.Because of a figure like Zhang Cong, Yan Jianghe stayed in the car for another 10 minutes before he dared to get up.

After entering the door, as Yan Jianghe wished, he didn't see Zhang Cong.The living room was empty, and Yan Meitong even huddled in the cat's litter with her head drooping.The door of Zhang Cong's house was locked.

This depressed atmosphere stimulated Yan Jianghe, and he was also tired of his aggrieved attitude.Why couldn't he just kick open Zhang Cong's door, beat the brat to pieces, and kick him out?

Yan Jianghe had a violent temper. After drinking two cups of cold water, he became more and more angry. When he entered the door, his hands and claws were rough, and he slammed the door shut with a "bang".

Yan Jianghe's shot must be loud enough.Yan Meitong in the nest was shivering with a frown on her neck, and at the same time, she was across the entire living room, and Zhang Cong in the other room could also hear it clearly.

Zhang Cong froze on the bed.The curtains were drawn tightly, and there was no light in the room.He just threw himself into the darkness, eyes wide open.

Zhang Cong remembered that Yan Jianghe loved the cakes he made last year, so he went out early in the morning to tinker with the cake shop.He came home covered in sweet cream and sat at the table waiting for the day.It wasn't until midnight that Yan Jianghe's birthday turned around.

That beautiful and delicate cake, after all, no one tasted it.Zhang Cong couldn't use this kind of thing anymore to make Yan Jianghe smile.He couldn't even get the chance to say "Happy Birthday."

Zhang Cong looked at the cake he had painstakingly made with a cold eye, thinking it was just a "useless thing".So he stood up, went downstairs with the cake, and threw it into the trash can. ——The figure Yan Jianghe saw was indeed Zhang Cong.

Yan Jianghe finally suffered until the day when Zhang Cong left home to go to school.When Zhang Cong was leaving, Yan Jianghe was sitting on the sofa, fiddling with a pair of delicate pink cloud temples, dressing Yan Meitong's ears expressionlessly.

Yan Jianghe just put on a flower for the animal, and Zhang Cong came out of the house dragging the suitcase.

Yan Meitong's ears froze suddenly, Yan Jianghe's hand trembled accidentally, and the second flower fell to the ground.

Yan Jianghe bent down to pick it up, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Cong's feet getting closer to him.

The sound of the suitcase rollers stopped, and Zhang Cong stopped in front of Yan Jianghe.

Zhang Cong's gaze fell down hard at first, and he seemed to have some deep hatred with Yan Jianghe when he met him, and he wished to strip Yan Jianghe to his stomach.

But then it suddenly became light and fluttering, like an insignificant soft feather, being swept up in the gentle wind and drizzle, flying in bits and pieces, and disappeared.

Zhang Cong's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he didn't dare to guess how many layers were filtered through the mouth of his mouth, how much desire and madness were cut off, and it turned out to be light and leisurely.He asked Yan Jianghe: "Brother, are you really not going to see me off?"

"..." Yan Jianghe was a little overwhelmed at this moment.No matter how wrong Zhang Cong was, no matter how devastated he was, he couldn't hold back and had to feel sorry for a moment.

Yan Jianghe pinched Yan Meitong's ears and raised his head.It was nearly half a month since Zhang Cong's unlucky thoughts were revealed, and this was the first time Yan Jianghe looked directly into Zhang Cong's eyes.

Yan Jianghe frowned, groaned for a while, and finally sighed, but didn't answer Zhang Cong's question: "Go, go and study hard."

Yan Meitong suddenly let out an "ow".It affects the atmosphere, all because of Yan Jianghe's carelessness, and the hair on its ears hurts.Yan Jianghe could only rub Yan Meitong's ears with his palm instead, it was honest.

This time, for the first time, it was Zhang Cong who looked away first, and he basically turned his eyes away when Yan Meitong finished screaming "Aw".Zhang Cong dragged the suitcase again, put on his shoes and left without looking back.

After Zhang Cong closed the door, he stood at the door for a while, subconsciously put his hand into his pocket, and went to stroke the key of the house in front of him.

Yan Jiang Heyou said in the original words: "You will call me brother in the future, and I will give you this key."

Zhang Cong didn't give up thinking: "I will call you brother all my life, and the house key will be mine all my life."

But in the next second, he insisted on digging out his own heart with blood—would Yan Jiang be willing to hear him call "Brother"?

Will Yan Jianghe still miss him coming back?

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Today is a little short, because the second volume is finished, and it happens to be stuck here.Take a day off tomorrow and continue the day after tomorrow.I love you guys.