he is my brother

For some reason, Jiang Yuming was particularly clingy this morning.

I turned the fried egg over with a spatula, and it was sizzling with oil. Jiang Yuming washed up and stood by the door frame of the kitchen.

I turned on the range hood for fear that the fumes would choke him, so I didn't bother to turn around and tell him, "Go to the refrigerator and warm up two bags of milk."

He shuffled slowly out of the kitchen to open the refrigerator.

After a while the fried eggs were ready, I turned off the fire, shoveled three fried eggs into the porcelain plate, and almost bumped into Jiang Yuming who was standing very close with two bags of milk when I turned around.

"I'm so hungry, I'll try it first." Like a child, he scooped up a piece of fried egg and ran away, sucked by the heat.

I frowned: "Be careful, it's hot."

"Hiss." Tears were about to fall from the hot fried egg in his mouth, and the sockets of his eyes were bright.

I helplessly picked up the fried egg in his mouth with my chopsticks: "Why do you look like a puppy."

He looked at me and smiled, very satisfied.

I rubbed his hair and urged him: "Eat quickly, go to work after eating. I remember you have a lot of announcements today."

He agreed.

"You even escaped the wrap-up banquet." I was a little worried that the director might not have a good impression of him, "I'll call Director Lin later to talk about it."

"It's okay, I asked for leave with Director Lin before flying back." He comforted me, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, and the twilight of the morning fell in his eyes, sparking a burst of light, "I'm not a child anymore, elder brother."

"Really." I said casually, finished breakfast in two bites, drank milk, put the dirty dishes in the sink, and rolled up my sleeves.

Jiang Yuming came over and pushed me away from the sink: "I'll do it."

"Okay." My relationship with him has returned to the way it was half a month ago, I cook and he washes the dishes.

Standing in front of the half-length mirror, I carefully straightened my shirt. I picked out a wine red tie and tied a simple four-hand knot. It happened that Jiang Yuming had washed the dishes and walked out of the kitchen. Hand: "Brother help me fasten."

I took the tie and wrapped it around his neck. I was only one finger taller than him, almost two centimeters, and I couldn't tell how much taller I was. When I lowered my head to help him tie the tie, I breathed and blended.

His fair cheeks were slightly red, as beautiful as the morning glow, and his long and thin eyelashes fluttered up and down, as if he was quite nervous.

How long has he not shown a quiet and obedient appearance in front of me?

I adjusted the position of the bow tie: "Okay."

He bent his eyes and thanked him solemnly: "Thank you brother."

I was at a loss, his tone was too deliberate to understand whether he was thanking me for helping him tie his tie or something else.

"Let's go, we're going to be late." I put on my suit jacket, took the car keys, and asked him tentatively, "Go together?"

"Okay." He agreed quickly, as if he didn't think about it deeply, or rather, didn't hesitate.

The garage shutter slowly rose, I walked in and sat in the driver's seat, drove the low-key gray business BMW out of the garage, and he opened the passenger door and sat in.

I was a little nervous that in five years, he was sitting in the passenger seat of my car again.

"This is my position, brother." His eyes were dark, and he pulled the seat belt buckle with his right hand, "I will go to work with you every day."

I pretended not to hear his declaring words of sovereignty, turned on the music, and started to leave.

The whole journey was quiet and speechless, Jiang Yuming pursed his lips and looked ahead, just like the last call, he seemed to be very jealous of me being distracted while driving.

Passing by the entrance of the company, a few wandering girls saw the eyes of my car light up, I slowed down, the car stopped slowly, and I lowered the window: "Hello."

"You, hello, Director Jiang." The little girl in charge said stumbled, "We are all your fans."

I nodded and comforted them in a gentle tone: "Don't wait outside, go to the lobby and have a cup of tea."

Jiang Yuming poked my shoulders and poked his head out, smiling with crooked eyebrows: "Hi."

"Wow."

"Master Jiang Jiang Jiang!"

"God."

The whispered exclamation could be heard even if the girls subconsciously covered their mouths, I helplessly let him open the car window to greet our common fans: "My brother and I go to the car first, can you wait for us in the lobby? "

"Of course." The girls nodded hastily, and were ushered away by the security guards who came after hearing the news.

"Can't you just roll down the window?" I held his waist to keep him from getting stuck between the steering wheel and me.

He shook his head shamelessly, and his fluffy hair rubbed against my neck. I pushed him to signal him to sit down, and drove to the underground garage to park.

The two took the elevator together to the lobby on the first floor.

Seven or eight girls sat in the waiting room and chatted in low voices. The famous stars walked back and forth, and were stopped from time to time to sign autographs.

Xie Yufei who just got off the plane and hurried into the lobby saw Jiang Yuming standing with me, smiling mysteriously, she pulled the suitcase and greeted us: "Good morning Jiang Dong, Master Jiang."

"Morning." I nodded, "Thank you for taking care of my younger brother."

"Oh?" Xie Yufei raised her eyebrows, looking forward to my next words.

Such as salary increases and bonuses.

"Twice the bonus this month." I followed her instructions, and sure enough, the whole world brightened up when I saw her smile.

Xie Yufei has a good personality, she is an easy to satisfy and extremely smart woman.

"Jiang Dong's little fans are still waiting, so I won't delay you." She pulled the box and walked away gracefully.

Jiang Yuming and I went to sit among the fans, signed autographs for them, and chatted casually. The front desk staff took good care of them, and tea and snacks were served on the table.

Fortunately, fans are no better than reporters, they don't ask offensive questions and pay attention to etiquette carefully, just 10 minutes of conversation, the host and guest enjoy themselves.

When I left, I asked the secretary to prepare some small gifts for them, and Jiang Yuming's assistant also came to urge him to make an announcement.

"Jiang Dong, can I give you a hug?" The little girl bravely proposed.

I nodded, hugged her hard, let go for a moment, her cheeks were flushed, and she was speechless.

I smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "Study hard, maybe I will be able to work in Tongtu in the future."

She nodded vigorously, like a sparrow pecking at rice.

In the end, they left Tantu Entertainment step by step, and I took the elevator back to the office to work.

There was no news from Qifang for nearly a week, I took out my phone, and a message lay on the screen——

[Bai Qi. ——Qifang]

My heart sank, and then the phone vibrated, and the photos were transmitted. They were all pictures of Jiang Yuming sitting in a coffee shop and talking to a strange man. He was wearing a baseball cap, and the brim of the hat covered half of his face. Zooming in on the photo, it was detailed The pixels are not blurred, and Jiang Yuming's expression is terribly sinister.

The clear pupils are like a pool of sewage, gurgling poisonous soup.

With his lips pursed into a straight line, he is like a man standing between the light and the dark who can freely switch between the two identities. He only needs a sharp knife to stab the enemy's chest to release the suppressed malice.

I imported the photos into the computer and stored them in two USB flash drives, and deleted the information on the phone and the files on the computer.

I have to think about it, if Bai Qi dies, or if Jiang Yuming accidentally exposes me, how should I end it.

Jiang Yuming grew up in a place I couldn't see, and looked like I didn't know him.

Even so, he is still my brother.