A good man dies because of color control

Chapter 7 Entry

The New Year is coming soon. Jiang Zhili grew up in China for half of his time, so he went back to the United States to be with his father when it was more than ten days before the New Year. There was a time before Jiang Zhili always liked to be watched by others. I don't know what's going on, I just keep doing what I want.Later Jiang Zhili relaxed and took all the bodyguards with him when he left.Chen Bingjue gave the nanny a break, and brought some things back to the orphanage with Shang Le.

This is a small agreement between them. Before they got married, they would go back to the orphanage every Spring Festival to celebrate the new year.

On weekdays in Jiang Zhilina, the nanny cooks delicious food, but they are too nutritious and there is no junk food at all.In the evening, Shang Le and Chen Bingjue took a few older children and set up a barbecue grill in the yard for everyone to barbecue kebabs. Chen Bingjue ate too much without paying attention, so he wandered outside for a walk by himself.

About ten minutes to the south of Liming Orphanage, there is a community. The time seems to be earlier than the orphanage, and several dangerous buildings are crumbling.There are not many people in the community, and most of them have gone to Kowloon City, or Sixi City to the south. Not many people like to stay in this place.

When he was a child, Chen Bingjue was bored, so he loved to run here. He didn’t know how many sketches of the neighborhood he drew, which building was where, and what was behind the corner. He could know it with his eyes closed.

Everyone is back during the Spring Festival, and the number of people in this neighborhood seems to have increased. Several buildings are almost lit up, unlike the usual sparse appearance, but there is still no one on the road. Chen Bingjue walks alone, smelling The fragrance of food wafting from the house is also very pleasant.

It's just that when he walked to an alley, he heard something different.

Chen Bingjue looked over secretly, and there was a couple kissing under the dim streetlight.

One was a man about his height, and the other was... Xu Xingxing! ?

Xu Xingxing pushed the man away, crying in his voice, "I don't want you to go, I want to be with you."

The man comforted him in a soft voice, the voice was too low, Chen Bingjue couldn't hear clearly, he could only see the man's face clearly.

With thick eyebrows, big eyes and a high nose bridge, he looks very majestic and upright.

Xu Xingxing pulled him and the two of them to tell each other their hearts, but Chen Bingjue didn't want to listen to the corner, so he turned around and left lightly.

In March, Jiang Zhili returned to Kowloon City, but his expression was extremely bad.

When Chen Bingjue heard the sound of the door opening, he rushed out before he could put down his paintbrush. Jiang Zhili ignored him, and walked around him directly into the bedroom.

Chen Bingjue stopped Jiang Yi who was holding the bag, "What's wrong?"

Jiang said in a low voice, "Mr. Jiang will be in a bad mood every year when he goes to pay homage to his wife during the Spring Festival."

Chen Bingjue understood, and returned to the studio with a brush.

In the middle of the night, Chen Bingjue went downstairs to drink water, but heard a lot of movement in Jiang Zhili's room.

Jiang Yi stood at the door, looking impatient but helpless.

Chen Bingjue said, "Is he throwing something?"

Jiang Yi shook his head.

Chen Bingjue said, "Let me in."

Jiang Yi seemed to hesitate, but Chen Bingjue firmly pushed the door open.

Jiang Zhili in the room was shaking restlessly, muttering something in his mouth, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his body, and his lips turned white.

Chen Bingjue hurried over and found that Jiang Zhili was in good health, he might just be having a nightmare, muttering, "Don't go... Please... I'll give you everything... Please..."

Jiang Zhili frowned slightly, completely different from his usual fierce appearance, he looked like a hedgehog whose spines had been cut off abruptly, revealing its soft inside.

It was the first time for Chen Bingjue to see him like this, and he couldn't help grabbing his hand in distress, "Don't go, don't go, here you are."

Jiang Zhili in the dream probably sensed a familiar aura, and kept pushing into Chen Bingjue's arms, holding Chen Bingjue's medicine tightly with both arms, "Don't go...don't go...please..."

Chen Bingjue also put his arms around him, stroking his back with one hand, and gently rubbing the top of his head with the other, "Well, don't go, don't go, I'll always be here, and I won't go anywhere."

I don't know if the nightmare is finally over, or if Chen Bingjue's consolation has worked, Jiang Zhili slowly calmed down, but still hugged Chen Bingjue tightly with both hands.

Chen Bingjue couldn't bear to move him away, so he just changed into a position where Jiang Zhili might be more comfortable, leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep with his arms around Jiang Zhili.

Chen Bingjue woke up from the violent impact the next day.

He opened his eyes in a daze, only to realize that he had fallen to the ground, probably pushed down by Jiang Zhili, because Jiang Zhili was standing by the bed, looking at him menacingly.

"Who allowed you to come in!"

Jiang Zhili's voice was icy cold, Chen Bingjue thought he was losing his temper, and explained, "Yesterday I saw you had a nightmare and was very frightened, so I couldn't help it..."

Jiang Zhili didn't listen to him, pointed at the door and said coldly, "Get out."

Chen Bingjue opened his mouth but made no sound, Jiang Zhili said, "For the last time, get out. Don't come in without my permission!"

Chen Bingjue hurriedly said, "Okay, don't be angry, I'll go out right away."

After saying that, he jumped and ran out of the house, and Jiang Zhili shut the door behind him with a bang.

Facing the door, Chen Bingjue touched the tip of his nose that was almost knocked down.

Jiang Yi looked at him and thanked him softly.

Chen Bingjue was a little strange, "What are you thanking me for?"

Jiang Yi signaled Chen Bingjue to take a step to speak, and the two went downstairs, Jiang said in a low voice, "I followed Mr. Jiang since I was a child, Mr. Jiang has been stuck in nightmares since his wife left, and Mr. Jiang has been reluctant to see a doctor. Every time my husband has nightmares, he has to cry for hours before he stops, and as soon as we get close, he throws things and hurts himself. You calmed him down in 15 minutes yesterday, and I thank you on behalf of him."

Chen Bingjue was a little shy, "It's okay, I should." After speaking, he sighed again, "But he said he won't let me enter his house again."

Jiang Yidao said, "If you really don't let me go, there's nothing I can do."

At night, Jiang Zhili had another nightmare. Chen Bingjue passed by his door several times pretending to drink water, and finally couldn't help but said to Jiang Yidao, who was guarding the door, "Let me in."

Jiang Yi was a little embarrassed, "Before Mr. fell asleep, he specifically instructed..."

"I won't let him know." Chen Bingjue said, "I'll leave before he wakes up. I can't just watch him like this when I know what I can leave."

Jiang Yi thought again and again, but still put Chen Bingjue in. Chen Bingjue hugged Jiang Zhili as he did yesterday to comfort him softly. Sure enough, after a while, Jiang Zhili hugged him tightly and fell asleep.

Chen Bingjue knew that Jiang Zhili's biological clock was six o'clock, so he set the alarm clock for five o'clock, and was ready to leave at any time.

The alarm clock rang at five o'clock, Chen Bingjue quietly moved Jiang Zhili who was not so tightly hugged after sleeping, carefully moved him to the pillow, and went out secretly.

Jiang Zhili probably has been under a lot of pressure recently, and he has very frequent nightmares, so Chen Bingjue keeps watch at his door every night, if he has any signs of dreaming, he goes in to comfort him, if not, he stays there until the early hours of the morning before returning to himself room to sleep.

This kind of days continued until June NO.16, another year for Chen Bingjue's birthday.

For Chen Bingjue, this year has passed extremely fast, probably because the person he loves is by his side, and he is doing his favorite thing every day, so time is like an elf, waving his little wings secretly slip away.

Jiang Zhili remembered Chen Bingjue's birthday under Jiang Yi's reminder, and asked someone to buy a cake in the evening to celebrate.This year, instead of 24 candles, there are 25. Chen Bingjue drank some wine, he hadn't had a drink for a long time, and he felt a little dizzy when he drank, but it stimulated his spirit even more and made him extremely excited.

On the contrary, Jiang Zhili looked lazy and lack of energy, Chen Bingjue only thought that he was tired recently, so he said some interesting jokes to try to make Jiang Zhili happy, Jiang Zhili still just twitched his lips perfunctorily.

Jiang Yi and Chen Bingjue plugged in 25 candles and lit them one by one.

The lights in the room were turned off, and besides Jiang Yi, there were five bodyguards standing far away in the room. The warm candlelight reflected on Jiang Zhili's face, making that cold face a little more gentle for no reason.

Chen Bingjue closed his eyes, Jiang Zhili's face was imprinted in his mind.

I hope that Jiang Zhili and I can be together forever and ever.

Chen Bingjue smiled and opened his eyes.

Jiang Zhili kicked away the cake in front of him, and the whole cart was slammed into the table next to him by this kick.

Jiang Zhili strode out, giving instructions to Jiang Yi beside him as he walked.

Chen Bingjue shouted, "Jiang Zhili!"

Jiang Zhili didn't respond, and went straight out the door.

Chen Bingjue looked at his back, and suddenly felt that this scene was extremely familiar.

Yes, it was last year, at the same time, at the same time.

Again, no reason.

The cake kicked by Jiang Zhili was sitting alone on the cart, and a few candles fell on the cream because they were not strong enough, and slowly went out.

Chen Bingjue walked over, held up the candles, and lit them again with a lighter.

Eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten o'clock, eleven o'clock.

Jiang Zhili still didn't come back.

Chen Bingjue didn't want to wait any longer, so he took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Zhili.

No one heard.

He dialed Jiang Yi's number again, and Jiang Yi answered the phone, seeming a little strange about Chen Bingjue's call.

"Where is Jiang Zhili now?"

Jiang Yi hesitated, and said, "My husband and I are in the city hospital."

"what!"

Chen Bingjue stood up abruptly from the sofa, "What happened?"

Jiang Yidao, "It's not Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yidao said, "It's not Mr. Jiang, it's Mr. Xu."