love you like yesterday

Jiang Wenjin was silent for a long time, and the moment before she opened her mouth, Jiang Wenyu was about to tell the whole story about him and Xiu Luo.

However, just a second before he spoke, Jiang Wenjin suddenly said: "Your brother-in-law's mother passed away, and I may fly to England tomorrow."

Jiang Wenyu immediately let go of half of his heart, and the other half was genuinely worried.

"How could this be?"

Jiang Wenjin said: "The situation was not so good during Christmas time, the liver cancer is in the advanced stage."

Jiang Wenyu recalled that when he asked Jiang Wenjin why her brother-in-law didn't come back for the New Year, Jiang Wenjin vaguely said that she couldn't leave because of something at home.

Now that I think about it, this should be the case.

"It's okay. It's been going on for a while, so I'm a little bit mentally prepared. You don't have to worry about me." Jiang Wenjin said.

"Is brother-in-law okay?" Jiang Wenyu asked.

As for his brother-in-law, Jiang Wenyu didn't see much because he didn't live and work in the same place, but he knew that he was a British man with a good personality, strong work ability and good looks.

"I don't feel very good," Jiang Wenjin sighed. "His sister has already flown back from New Zealand. I've booked a flight back to Shanghai tomorrow, and I will fly to England from Shanghai."

Jiang Wenyu put his arms around Jiang Wenjin's shoulders, and comforted him: "The thing has already happened, and you can't change anything. Take a good rest today, and I'll see you off tomorrow."

Jiang Wenjin nodded: "Don't tell Aunt Jiang and them about this matter, just say that my company has something to deal with."

"Ah."

"You stay here with them for two more days, the company doesn't need to rush back." Jiang Wenjin raised his hand and brushed his hair back, looking a little anxious.

"Go to rest early, what time is the plane tomorrow?"

"Eight in the morning." Jiang Wenjin tore off the thin shirt on his shoulders, raised his hand and patted Jiang Wenyu's shoulder, "I'm going back to my room first, and you should go to bed earlier."

"What are you talking about for so long?" Xiu Yang asked casually when he saw the siblings coming out of the balcony.

"Let Xiaoyu tell you, I'm going back to the room first." Jiang Wenjin said without energy.

Jiang Wenyu sat down on the single sofa next to Xiu Yang, and told Xiu Yang what happened just now.

Xiu Yang's expression was also very surprised, obviously he did not expect such a thing to happen during the New Year's Eve.However, people's birth, old age, sickness and death have never been related to time, and the quality of things will not be transferred by people's will.

"Don't tell the old man about this." Xiu Yang reminded Jiang Wenyu.

"Don't worry, I understand."

As soon as Jiang Wenyu entered the room, Xiu Luo got up from the bed and looked at him nervously.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Wenyu closed the door behind him, walked to the bed and hugged Xiuluo: "It's okay, your godmother didn't see it."

"That's good, that's good." Xiu Luo sat back on the bed, patting his chest in fear.

Jiang Wenyu thought for a while, then called Xiu Luo again: "Go out and sit with your mother for a while."

"En!" Xiu Luo recovered from his fear, and obeyed Jiang Wenyu's words.

It was almost twelve o'clock, but the mobile phones of several people were still ringing.

Jiang Wenyu glanced at the dozen or so unread messages from the same person, and reluctantly opened the chat box.

Tan Tian was not idle when he got home, flirting one by one, and now gave Jiang Wenyu a deadly thirteen beats: It's Chinese New Year, why don't you wish your brother Tian a New Year?

Jiang Wenyu threw a red envelope over and closed the dialog box.

The sound of firecrackers outside sounded with an unprecedented intensity, as if the whole building was trembling along with it. At the same time, the annual bell ringing time of the Spring Festival Gala was approaching.

When counting down the last ten seconds, Jiang Wenyu went back to the room, and it was exactly twelve o'clock when he came out.

Jiang Wenyu held two red envelopes in his hand, and he handed one of the red envelopes to Xiu Luo: "Happy Chinese New Year, Xiaoluo."

He handed the other to Xiu Yang: "Sister Yang, happy Chinese New Year."

Xiu Yang took it with a smile: "I still have my share."

"Of course." Jiang Wenyu said with a smile.

"Mom, happy Chinese New Year." Xiu Luo stretched out his arms and hugged Xiu Yang.

Xiu Yang also reached out and patted Xiu Luo on the back: "Happy Chinese New Year, son."

Until the middle of the night, the sound of firecrackers outside gradually died down, and several people went back to their rooms.

Xiu Luo picked up the phone, saw Xu Dulin's missed call, and kindly returned it.

Xu Dulin was still training in Beijing and didn't come back for the new year. He took Xiu Luo to make a video call for a while, and also paid New Year's greetings to Jiang Wenyu along the way.

Standing behind Xiu Luo, Jiang Wenyu was changing his pajamas, and when he heard Xu Dulin calling him, he leaned over and said, "Happy New Year with belly."

Seeing Jiang Wenyu's upper body naked in the video, Xiu Luo hurriedly pressed the phone to his chest, turned and glared at Jiang Wenyu: "Hurry up and put on your clothes."

Xu Dulin laughed at him when he heard it: "What's the matter, I'm not a big girl, my uncle Yu is not ashamed, why are you so shy?"

"Get out," Xiu Luo scolded, "I'm going to bed, come back to me when you're free." After finishing speaking, he hung up Xu Dulin's phone involuntarily.

Jiang Wenyu was already dressed and lying on the bed, setting the alarm for tomorrow morning, when he saw Xiu Luo approaching, he opened his arms to him.

Xiu Luo slipped into Jiang Wenyu's arms, and stretched a restless hand into Jiang Wenyu's clothes, kneading his waist continuously: "Just show me."

"Are you so domineering?" Jiang Wenyu put down the phone, "I'll take your godmother back to Shanghai tomorrow morning, you can sleep with your own, you know."

"Why so early? Did something happen?" Xiu Luo asked.

"Well," Jiang Wenyu repeated what he had said to Xiu Yang, "Don't worry."

Xiu Luo lay beside Jiang Wenyu and sighed heavily.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wenyu reached out and pinched the child's face.

"No, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable, and no one can hide from them."

Xiu Luo was silent for a while, then called him: "Jiang Wenyu."

"what happened?"

"You must keep exercising and have regular physical examinations."

Jiang Wenyu smiled and said, "Why?"

Xiu Luo held back for a long time and didn't think about how to organize his words. After all, it seems unlucky to say such things during Chinese New Year.

"Anyway, you just listen to me."

Jiang Wenyu held his hand: "I know, you want me to live longer, right? Boyfriend?"

Xiu Luo nodded: "Being a boss is different, you can guess half of what you say."

"Don't worry, I will try my best to live longer and try to accompany you to the last second of my life."

Xiu Luo hurriedly got up and covered Jiang Wenyu's mouth, and said seriously and seriously, "Don't say such things."

Jiang Wenyu grabbed Xiu Luo's hand and kissed it, and said with a smile, "The old man is not confident, so don't take it to heart."

"It doesn't matter, I just like old men, I just like you," Xiu Luo lay on Jiang Wenyu's body and hugged him, "Besides, you don't look old at all, like you are in your 20s."

Jiang Wenyu laughed softly: "Is this a compliment to me?"

"Of course." Xiu Luo bowed her head and kissed him.

"Be good," Jiang Wenyu rubbed the top of Xiu Luo's head and smiled, "Go to bed early, staying up late will make me old.

"Good night, Xiaoyu." Xiu Luo said.

Jiang Wenyu smiled and patted Xiu Luo's butt: "It's not big or small."

The next morning, Jiang Wenjin only said that the company had an urgent matter and was in a hurry to deal with it, and left without much explanation.

Although the old couple wanted to stay, they also knew that their children's work should not be delayed, and they only asked Jiang Wenjin to pay more attention to his health.

In the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the smell of gunpowder filled the air, which was not unpleasant.

Jiang Wenyu drove on the way to the airport very smoothly, taking only two-thirds of the usual time.

"Pay attention to safety, pay attention to your health, and call me if you need something." Jiang Wenyu sent Jiang Wenjin to the security checkpoint.

"You too, take care of yourself." Jiang Wenjin patted Jiang Wenyu's arm before turning around and entering the security checkpoint.

Jiang Wenyu returned to the car and took out his phone to take a look. Tan Tian sent him a red envelope, and he clicked on it: 66.

There is also a voice: "Who are you poor at six yuan, look at how generous you are."

Jiang Wenyu remembered the red envelope sent to Tan Tian yesterday, and closed the dialog box with a smile.

In the next few days, several people basically stayed at home.

Because of Xiu Yang's matter, the Xiu family basically cut off contact with other relatives, and even the New Year's greetings were omitted.

In Jiang Lingyu's words: "This is cleaner, how nice."

So Jiang Wenyu didn't ask any more about the past. Anyway, judging from Xiu Yang's current wealth, it was probably those relatives who regretted it.

Originally, Jiang Wenyu agreed to Xiu Luo's fourth round, but because Jiang Wenjin left suddenly and Xiu Yang had to go back to Shanghai, the two stayed with the old man until the sixth day.

When leaving, Jiang Lingyu secretly wiped away tears.

The lively family all disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the old couple felt somewhat sad.

"I'll come back to see you when I'm free, or move to Jiangzhou if you're bored, and then I'll take care of you." Xiu Luo comforted Jiang Lingyu with his arms around Jiang Lingyu's shoulders.

Jiang Lingyu smiled at him with red eyes: "You can support yourself with your salary."

Jiang Wenyu drove the car over and parked at the entrance of the unit: "Aunt Jiang, Uncle Xiu, we're going back first, you guys go back quickly, it's cold outside."

Xiu Yuanhai stood aside and waved his hands: "Be careful on the road."

Jiang Lingyu and Xiu Yuanhai didn't return home until Jiang Wenyu's car disappeared around the corner.

Xiu Luo withdrew his gaze from the rearview mirror, silently looking at the road ahead.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wenyu looked at the depressed child.

"It's nothing." Xiu Luo shook his head, "I just don't really want to go to work."

Jiang Wenyu smiled: "If you come to our company, you can blatantly fish."

"That won't work."

"how?"

"If I go to your company, I will definitely work harder to prove my ability. It's better to be a soulless drawing machine now," Xiu Luo stretched on the seat.

"It doesn't matter, just resign whenever you don't want to work, I can afford you."

"Really? How many digits does Boss Jiang save?"

Jiang Wenyu threw the phone wallet to Xiu Luo: "I'll give it to you no matter how many digits there are."

Xiu Luo checked Jiang Wenyu's wallet, only a bunch of cards and a small amount of cash: "Is this all your wealth?"

"There are also houses and cars," Jiang Wenyu said, "some fund stocks, and a big red envelope from your mother during the Chinese New Year."

Xiu Luo nodded, but his attention was still on Jiang Wenyu's wallet.

Jiang Wenyu's wallet was obviously not used often, and a small ticket inside had turned yellow and hadn't been thrown away yet.

Xiu Luo took out the "receipt" and unfolded it, but found that it was not a shopping receipt, but a note.

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