no way

Talking about love, dramatists often have ups and downs in their works, and the clichés in novels are deeply moving.

The heart beats faster, each other is like foam, thick as honey, hysterical, bitter and unbearable... "Love" always has thousands of births.

People may be so lucky that they encounter love by chance, or they may be so sad that they can't wait for life.People make assumptions about the gestures of love, about what that one-of-a-kind person looks like.People spend their whole lives cherishing and longing for emotional ways.Regardless of the cliché or novelty, it is so fresh and beautiful.

Life is so decadently driven by emotions, toward warmth, toward light, toward love, to grow old vigorously and despicably.

Yan Jianghe is in a daze, tossing and tossing in thousands of kinds of exhaustion in the secular years.Picked up Zhang Cong.

Who can clearly describe "love"?One plot per person.Speaking of breaking the sky, it is just a certain person who is at the top of his heart.He is the most important thing, no matter how hard it is to drive away, nothing is stronger than him.Nowhere would be right without him, and life would be uneasy.

For Yan Jianghe, isn't this the rooted Zhang Cong?Isn't this his "love"?

Let's go forward like this, if we take another [-] steps back, Zhang Cong will start a family and start a business with others in the future, and how far away from Yanjiang, it is not a happy thing to touch my conscience.

Advance and retreat are turbulent.Zhang Cong seemed to have become a part of Yan Jianghe's life.

I don't know when the snowflakes became bigger. It may be gradual, or it may be sudden.Everything in the world, with its seven emotions and six desires, is always so unreasonable and arrogant.

The snow fell on the two hats, one black and one white, and fell off the shoulders where they were close together. It stopped silently and fell gently.

Yan Jianghe's warm breath sprayed on Zhang Cong's face, and when his four lips parted, maybe he was still unfulfilled, or maybe it was Yan Jianghe's deliberate mischief.

There was a smile in Yan Jianghe's eyes, and after the teasing was full of affection, the tip of his soft tongue hooked up his hot hair again, and he licked Zhang Cong's lips happily clockwise.

Zhang Cong was more than dumbfounded at the moment, he just closed his eyes and fainted weakly into Yan Jianghe's arms.

Hooligans are old and sweet.

After Yan Jianghe took advantage of it and killed Zhang Congju, he was finally satisfied.

Seeing him finish kissing and licking, he took a step back as if nothing happened, and confidently treated the few people walking around as bullshit. ——It can be said that "the avenue is for the public, whether you like it or not."

Zhang Cong didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment or dizziness, but his head was too heavy to turn up and down, and he was hanging on his neck in a daze.

Yan Jianghe patted the top of Zhang Cong's hat lightly with the palm of his hand, and swept the cold snow off the hat. He was neither light nor heavy, and slapped Zhang Cong's head down with his palm across the hat.

Zhang Cong was bearing the weight on his head, his legs were weak, and he finally poured out a breath of hot air, but was shaken by Yan Jianghe, and he sat down on the ground.

Yan Jianghe was taken aback, and looked down at Zhang Cong.He has been inhuman for many years, and the wicked heart under his belly is red and warm.Seeing Zhang Cong being bullied into such a shameless look by himself, he gloated and chuckled.

The corners of Yan Jianghe's eyes crooked, he slowly bent his back, and flicked the fresh snow that had just fallen from Zhang Cong's hat with his fingertips.

After finishing the playing, the sky followed by falling again. Yan Jianghe's move was probably nonsense, but it would definitely make Zhang Cong more pleasing to him.

Sure enough, Zhang Cong's shoulders shivered suddenly.

Zhang Cong nestled in the hat, gritted his teeth and closed his mouth. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, his heart would jump into the sky immediately.

Yan Jianghe raised his left hand to look at his watch, and by the way, put his right hand around Zhang Cong's hat, and said devastatedly, "Good boy, I have to catch the plane first. Otherwise, it will be late."

Yan Jianghe got up and got up and was ashamed of the beast. After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving Zhang Cong to sit on the wall to cool his butt.

Zhang Cong still couldn't look up at Yan Jianghe.He wrapped his hands around his knees and buried his face in his arms.

Yan Jianghe's Taoism is quite deep, and Zhang Cong has lived more than ten years, but it is incomparable.He committed crimes, but nothing happened. The gangster left after playing, and he didn't even bother to pat his butt.

Yan Jianghe was in a hurry, and quickly returned to the airport, went through the security check, found his boarding gate again, lifted his hat and sat on a chair to wait.

Yan Jianghe sat for about five or six minutes when the cell phone in his pocket rang.Yan Jianghe took out his cell phone and knew it without hesitation, it must be Zhang Cong.

Yan Jianghe connected and threw Zhang Cong's head and face: "Young man, your blood is very strong, have you recovered?"

Before Zhang Cong could say anything on the phone, Yan Jianghe laughed and mocked again: "Is it cold on the ground? Are all the white clothes dirty? Sitting in the mud, you will be chased and laughed at by others when you go back to school."

Zhang Cong stood at the gate of the airport in a white snowflake with his mobile phone in his hands, "..."

At this moment, Zhang Cong didn't care whether anyone would laugh at his rear, so he asked in a calm voice, "What did you mean just now?"

Yan Jianghe: "..."

Yan Jianghe rolled his eyes at the tender pink [-]-inch suitcase on the opposite side, and said bluntly: "What can I mean? In broad daylight, the world is bright..."

"Oh, that's not right." Yan Jianghe half thought about the cloudy and snowy day today, so he changed his words flexibly, "It's snowing, looking at the flowers in the fog, I ate the petals of the flowers, and you still ask me?"

Yan Jianghe laughed again: "Zhang Congcong, are you stupid?"

Zhang Cong's breathing stopped suddenly, and he didn't dare not answer for a long time, forcing himself to speak: "You...I..."

Yan Jianghe clicked his tongue and confirmed, "It seems really stupid."

Yan Jianghe originally thought that Zhang Cong was panting outside and could say something, but Zhang Cong was a waste, and finally carefully and piously picked out two words without beginning and end: "Really?"

"..." Yan Jianghe's face collapsed, and the ear that was attached to the phone felt irritable for no reason.

Yan Jianghe gritted his teeth: "Otherwise there are fake ones? You can do it, too."

Yan Jianghe lowered his voice: "I'm asking you, you don't go home, you don't answer my calls, you don't reply to my messages, and you send me money on purpose, aren't you just forcing me to come to you?"

"You're almost suffocating." Yan Jianghe snorted, "I'm really convinced of you. You have made such a big fuss, and you still have to separate yourself from me, and make yourself like a chaste martyr."

He tore off the goblin skin with his bare hands, and continued to deal with Zhang Cong: "Do you really think you are a lover? You hurt me by talking a lot of nonsense. I am so moved that I want to believe it. It's just your little tricks, and you still use me Show off in front of your eyes. Don't you just want to prove to me that I can't let you go, I can't bear you. Now that you've succeeded and got a bargain, there's no end to being good and bad, right? "

Zhang Cong didn't speak for a while.

What Yan Jianghe said was right.Ever since Yan Jianghe sent a message before New Year's Day asking if Zhang Cong would go home, Zhang Cong understood—Yan Jianghe was shaken.

That's why Zhang Cong completely swallowed the leopard's gall and dared to make such a fuss.The bastard's playful tricks are dark, regardless of the cost.Zhang Cong's set was burnt to death, injuring [-] enemies and [-] himself.

He used the method of self-burning to burn himself to ashes, and Yan Jianghe had to feel the heat and pain.

Neither the lunatic nor the pervert dared to touch Zhang Cong's heel hand in hand.

For more than a month, Zhang Cong relied on Yan Jianghe's few text messages and missed calls to hang himself.There are more than just a few treasures, he wants to read them over and over again, and he can even recite the time on them backwards.

Hearing that Zhang Cong didn't speak, Yan Jianghe didn't blame him anymore, he softened his heart, sighed, and opened his mouth to coax others: "Baby, you are a stunning actress."

Yan Jianghe didn't do it right, and smiled to dislike him: "I just praised you, what's the matter, are you ashamed again?"

Zhang Congwen said angrily, "You know I am like this."

In fact, in retrospect, Zhang Cong's bad nature should have been known to Yan Jianghe all along.Yan Jianghe always seems to know how much Zhang Cong can cause trouble.

Zhang Cong would not tell Yan Jianghe that if he had looked up at the airport just now, he did not see Yan Jianghe approaching, but the back of Yan Jianghe leaving.He will definitely rush over and pounce on it.

Even if he directly knocked Yan Jianghe unconscious, tied him up with a rope and kidnapped him in full view, he would not let Yan Jianghe go.He would rather be sentenced to life imprisonment than death.He will lock Yan Jianghe up, in a place where only he can see, forever.

He would rather Yan Jianghe loathe him and hate him, because he was afraid and trembling.He also cannot do without Yan Jianghe.

he can not.He has had enough.

A standard female voice came over the radio, saying boarding instructions.

Yan Jianghe stood up and heard Zhang Cong repeat in his ear: "You know I am like this."

Yan Jianghe took out his boarding pass from his pocket and went to queue at the boarding gate: "Yes, I know you are like this."

Yan Jianghe suddenly said quite seriously: "Zhang Cong, you heard clearly. I know you are like this, but I still came, and I still recognize it."

Yan Jianghe walked forward with the team, coaxing Zhang Cong softly: "You can do whatever you want. 'This way' and 'that way', it doesn't matter, my brother loves you and spoils you."

"That's what you said." Zhang Cong said quickly, in a very urgent tone.

Yan Jianghe suddenly thought of Ning Hanghang.When he promised to buy Transformers for the little girl Danzi earlier, she had a similar tone.It's a pity that Yan Jianghe played a bear and bought a Barbie doll for someone.

But in the next second, Yan Jianghe rejected it again.no the same.Still not the same.When Zhang Cong spoke, his voice was a little soft.In addition to being ecstatic, you can also be cautious.He wants to cherish and pay more attention to it.

"I said it. Yan Jianghe said it." Yan Jianghe handed out his boarding pass and got out of the boarding gate to get on the ferry.

Zhang Cong paused: "I'll book the next flight back."

Yan Jianghe found a seat and sat down quickly: "Want to go home?"

Yan Jianghe asked, "Are you finally willing to go home?"

There were more and more people on the ferry, and the noise gradually became denser.

Zhang Cong said, "I can't bear it."

Of course Yan Jianghe knew that Zhang Cong couldn't bear anything.It's just that he thought about it for a moment and didn't agree: "Don't come back these two days."

Yan Jianghe: "I will go to the countryside with the medical team of the hospital for a week the day after tomorrow. I rush back tonight just for a meeting. I will go to work all day tomorrow, and the time is too tight."

Yan Jianghe smiled: "Well, when you come back next week, I'll pick you up at the airport. It happens to be on vacation, so I'll stay with you at home."

"But..." Zhang Cong paused for a second, then changed his words, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

As soon as he held the person in his hand, Zhang Cong didn't dare to push too hard.In case Yan Jiang finds him bothering him and repents, he can drag Yan Jiang to die together.

Zhang Cong said again: "Then can I call you?"

Yan Jianghe: "..."

A woman holding a child came up at the door of the car, Yan Jianghe stood up and gave up his seat, and leaned against the door, he said helplessly, "Ancestor, when will I not let you call me?"

"Oh." Zhang Cong probably felt that he was overwhelmed with surprise and was incoherent.He smiled, "I'm just so happy, I'm getting carried away."

"You."

The ferry drove away, and Yan Jianghe watched the scenery outside.The snow stopped.

"I'll call you." Yan Jianghe worked hard, "You are the one who makes me feel sorry for you the most."

Zhang Cong obediently responded, with a smile in his voice: "Okay."

Yan Jiang He snorted and laughed.He has a good tongue, quick to change his accent, just finished a few words of lyrical warmth, and immediately flirted with the young man again: "Hey, murmur, put your hands on your butt on the way, don't forget to wash your clothes when you go back."

Zhang Cong: "..."

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Thank you babies for feeding me the starfish, which has increased a lot.Love you guys, what?(?????)?---?