cough, open your legs

After self-mocking, Shan Jianjian exhaled towards the screen.After You Jinyi heard clearly, his ears turned red, as if Shan Jianming was not facing a mobile phone, but a microphone, and through those small holes, moist and warm words came out.

People who talk about relationships always think more than others.

Shan Jianming didn't know what was going on in Mr. You's mind, so he was about to hang up the phone after saying goodbye.

"Wait, don't forget to take the medicine, twice a day."

Shan Jianming bit her lips subconsciously: "Oh. What else?"

"and also"

"Also, are you coming back tomorrow?"

Shan Jianming looked at the sky outside, and answered after a while:

"Ah."

The waiting time is always endless, Mr. Wu Hao will not go out to drink bars, let alone being photographed by the paparazzi, his elder brother is the first to tear him up.

So Mr. You, who stayed all morning, decided to be himself.

After taking off his clothes, he found that there were simple bloody fingerprints on his neck, and a small amount of dark red blood on the collar of his white shirt.After coming back last night, she kept guarding Shan Jianming and didn't take care of cleaning. The next morning, Shan Jianming proposed to go back to her hometown again, and she was caught off guard.

There is content to imagine that it is indeed plump, so You Jinyi, who was in the bathroom after a while, entered the state of preparation. Although he was very drunk last night, he ordered three cups of hangover medicine at the pharmacy to wake himself up before buying it. Ointment, but remember everything that should be remembered.

At that time, taking off Shan Jianming's naked body and touching his skin with his hands was such an excitement that his blood boiled, and he separated Shan Jianming's legs before he got him into the bath.then……

Both of them have the same body structure, and he has read so many books given by Wu Fanghua, so even if he is drunk, he still knows what posture should be used to make Shan Jianming feel at ease.

If Shan Jianming was able to open his eyes at that time, he would have been sobered up when he saw You Jinyi's ferocious expression.The blood vessels on his neck and temples are all crawling up, the originally heroic brows and eyes are tightly twisted, that kind of explosive power that contains wildness, that kind of threat that is approaching rapidly, that kind of ready-to-go that includes deep breathing...

As soon as the zipper of the suit pants was unzipped, he took out from the side with his left hand something that was so hard that it swelled and shone when the light hit the water, stretched his left leg forward and bent, and dragged the simple waist lying on the ground. After pressing on his legs, he padded his two buttocks, and the two legs hanging on the ground were naturally separated on You Jinyi's legs to reveal the small chrysanthemum in the middle. When his right hand reached near the middle of the soft noodles For a second, the fingertips stabbed in with all their strength with a playful rubbing and squeezing.

Too anxious, he used two hands and one leg to deal with Shan Jianming and himself. In the few seconds before and after, the sound of the heartbeat and the sound of the water flow were so dull that the eardrums were about to burst, and his brain was muddled by alcohol. Thinking: Ah, it must be aphrodisiac.

As soon as this idea popped up, it was over, and it was simply a message to have a vigorous and vigorous fight with Shan Jianming. Why are you hesitating, what are you waiting for, go in! ! !

Shan Jianming felt as if her waist had walked a small hill and then was dragged forward a little bit, her legs were spread further apart, one foot rested on the ground was a bit cold, and the other foot was floating in the air, the back of the leg was made of fabric The slippery feeling, so unreliable, um, in the middle, um, why didn’t the thing that brushed his butt leave back, um, ah, it seemed to be moving into his body, ah, um, it’s so fat, it’s in What is it moving, why hasn't it stopped, so slowly.

With half-opened and half-closed eyes, Shan Jianming took a deep breath, and raised his anus angrily...

In short, Shan Jianming didn't just punch him in the eye, You Jinyi had to make Shan Jianming do something, something big.

In fact, he is still very vigorous, as you can tell from the simple Jianming he has tried, such a thick one is directly pressed in, as if he doesn't need to care about other people's life and death at all.

"..."

With an inexplicable guilt, You Jinyi rubbed his bottom like rubbing a hemp rope, and stopped after ejaculating once. He went into the study naked and took the book Wu Fanghua gave him, and piled it on the storage platform beside the bathtub.

Lying down in the bath, the ripples in the water disappeared, and then I raised my hand to pick up a book, as if I had made a very serious decision.

The authors of the book, without exception, are all Wu Fanghua. Perhaps in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he used the soft pen name of Fanghua Wu.

These books are not official publications, and when You Jinyi read them for the first time, he suspected that he composed the books himself.

However, frightened by his evil power, You Jinyi accepted that series of books.Forgot to explain, Wu Fanghua is not a serious anorectal doctor, just happened to be in the anorectal department last night. Of course, this is inseparable from his own preferences.

Now, You Jinyi is holding a book called "That Night He Almost Belonged to Me", heck, it is the third book in the "We Are Intimate" series.Wu Fanghua has published ten volumes in total.It seemed that You Jinyi was not the only one who was sent away.

Wu Fanghua's medical skills may be really excellent, but the rogue words between the lines still made You Jinyi's heartbeat go from bad to worse. He wanted to enshrine the book as an evil thing several times, but held back.

We can't deny that Mr. You, who is as fierce as a beast, has a good tutor, so when he saw the pages full of "Is my baby big, you don't like it", "I told you to pinch me, fool, you will be punished if you hear wrong." , but for the sake of you wanting to marry my brother so much, whether you are happy with my brother's work, is my brother's baby big", "Oh oh oh, um um... ah ah", Jiao panted and moved away line of sight.

And just like that we turned to page 250 of the book.

The protagonist, Long Qingtian, uses the Qingtian dragon between his crotch to let all the male creatures walking on two legs in the book experience the bliss of life on their knees, lying down or standing on the ground, and finally feel that they have lost the meaning of life.

Before throwing himself into the embrace of the sea, Long Qingtian was attracted by a flying bee. When he turned his head, he stared at him for the rest of his life. It was a boy with flowers in his dream.

If there is no accident, Wu Fanghua is a doctor!doctor!How could the doctor let the accident happen!So yes, that young man who was as beautiful as a flower was instantly conquered by Long Qingtian's evil, charming and wild temperament.

He covered his bloody chest and spat out a mouthful of honey, and when he fell down, Long Qingtian felt that he fell in love with that weak, stubborn, flower-like boy.

Later You Jinyi asked Wu Fanghua: "Who is the prototype of that Sao Nian?" Wu Fanghua glanced at him in surprise: "Me."

This is not the prototype, this is the culprit!

"Why, you don't seem to believe it." Wu Fanghua narrowed her eyes.

"Letter!" It must be the shyness that has been poured into it all my life!

Having said that, although Long Qingtian felt unbearable because of the shy and shy body of the young Jiaohua, he endured it.

But how long can you bear it?At twelve o'clock in a thunderstorm, the lonely and drunk Long Qingtian brought one from the bar. Yay, yes, the story happened in modern times. .

"I don't allow you to touch me." His pale lips spat out hurtful words. Long Qingtian went crazy. He tore off the boy's clothes like crazy, and then he heard the words from the boy's mouth that he couldn't bear to die for. , "Do you know that I am your own brother?"

Pfft... Seeing this, You Jinyi was already covered in cold sweat, he raised his wet hand and turned to the next page...

——If you want to know how it will develop next, please look forward to the fourth part "He Belongs to Me That Night", the fifth part...

Pfft... Inexhaustible heartache, endless tears in red makeup, this is a man with a very long bottom! ! ! ! !

Being abused like a dead dog lying on the stone platform of the bath, You Jinyi wiped his sweat, and his eyes turned black.

And Shan Jianming, who was half a day away from Mr. You, was cooking with Shan's mother.

"Son, have you lost weight?" Shan Ma asked Shan Jianming, who was cleaning the grass carp, while patting the garlic.

"No, um, it may be lighter, and I will be lighter in winter." Cut off the fins and dump them into the trash can.

"Really. Is your boss's hand okay?" When asking, she turned her head to look at Shan Jianming, and touched his face.

"Oh mom, why don't you change it? It's hot, hissing, it's so hot." Shan Jianming shrank her neck to hide.

Shan's mother was amused by Shan Jianming's embarrassed look: "You are the only one with tender skin."

Shan Jianming hurriedly wiped his face with wet hands, then wrinkled his nose tightly: "It's so fishy, ​​vomit!"

"Go, go, you kid is too squeamish and clumsy.", "Wait outside."

Shan Jianming, who was kicked out, curled her lips and muttered, "I can cook, and it's delicious, you just don't know."

After the food was served, Shan Jianming asked hesitantly, "Is there any news from my brother?"

Shan Ma's chopsticks snapped, she put a mouthful of rice into her mouth, put it down and shook her head.Shan Jianming felt uncomfortable and ate less and less.

"What's the matter, fidgeting, is it salty? I didn't pay attention to it just now. I don't know if I added two doses of salt or monosodium glutamate. I'm old."

Shan Jianming bit her chopsticks and mumbled a few words.Seeing his reaction, Shan Ma simply put down her chopsticks: "Have you got a girlfriend yet?"

coming.Shan Jianming sighed, pulled the chopsticks out of her mouth, and said in a very hard tone, "I don't like girls."

Shan Ma was stunned, and comforted him: "If you don't like it, then don't like it. You are still young and don't worry."

Shan Jianming wanted to refute, but she couldn't speak out as if something was stuck in her throat.

When have I ever been childish to you?

After Shan Jianjian left that year, the person who took over to take care of him became Jiang Chengrui.There is a string in everyone's heart, and the death of Shan Minlei seems to have broken that string in Shan's mother's heart, perhaps.Shan Jianjian's departure broke the strings in Shan Jianming's heart, and she was just dying.

The conversation has come to this point, and there is no need to continue.Shan's mother thought that Shan Jianming was only 25 years old after the new year. Although he had never mentioned a girl, he was honest since he was a child, and there was still a whole wooden box of love letters at home, all sealed well.

Keep your heart tight, huh.

Of the two brothers, the one who most resembles Shan Minlei is of course Shan Jianming, who was almost 37 when he was born.Later, Nian's eldest son was too clingy, so he let him take him with him, from sitting on a small bench to coax him to eat, picking up the rice grains from his little face, to wearing a red scarf by himself for the first time, and helping him pull the collar on top.

Shan Mom's mind quickly slid past Shan Jian's fuzzy face and sighed with emotion while washing the fruit, it must be missed.

Shan Jianjian, who was taking a shower in the bathroom, stretched her legs and looked at it. It was a little pale, and it should be getting better.After washing it, I rubbed it out with my fingers and spread it around. It was mild, much better than the erythromycin ointment last time.

After tidying up, Shan Jianming squatted on the toilet for a while. If he ate less, he was in no mood. Second, if he ate too much, he suffered. Although there was no injury inside, it would hurt to wipe his butt... Although Mr. You said that he could wash it with water !

Uh, is it going to be like this from now on?Shan Jianming thought with some fear, it's so scary, it hurts so much as soon as it goes in.A gust of wind blew through the open window, Shan Jianming shook her small body, and said to herself to the tile pattern in front of the toilet: "I will definitely be killed by him, that monster, um, it's too fierce, wow... "

"Jianming, you fell in, why don't you come out? Mom put the fruit on your bedside. There is something at home. Your Uncle Liu called. I have to go over there."

Shan Jianming, who was startled through the door, blushed involuntarily. He stammered, "Mom, if you have something to do, go and do it. I can do it myself. You don't need to come here."

"Well, no, I have to come here. Aren't you afraid of the dark? Be careful to close the doors and windows. The windows in your room are a little rusty. It may be troublesome then. Don't forget. I heard people say that our house is not very flat recently, If there was a robbery, I didn’t dare to come here for a few months.”

Shan Jianming was silent for a moment, then raised her head and shouted in the direction of the door: "Okay, mom, don't scare me, it's getting dark soon, go back first."

Shan Ma knocked on the door: "I'm serious, why don't you listen."

"Got it, I know Mom." Shan Jianming's hand holding his trousers trembled imperceptibly, and his voice gradually became softer.

Shan Jianming's mood over there somehow fell, while You Jinyi here risked his life for the happiness of his lower body...

You couldn't look directly at the evil things, You Jinyi pushed the pile of books away and then pushed them away.

Although I was quite frightened, but those skills, how to incite the sensitivity of the other party, how to find the excitement in the other party's body, how to hold it, ahem, what should be learned is still learned.After You Jinyi replaced those books, he lay down in the unfilled bathtub. He had to do one thing, one thing he only did once in his life.

The author has something to say: probably because he likes purity, and my surname is Huang||probably because he likes excitement, and my surname is An||probably because he likes frankness, and my surname is Zhuang||probably because of you, Everyone likes "overlord", and my surname is yu → so I stood in Wujiang to stop your overlord, yingying, this yu is not the other Yu, so don't overlord me, yingying.

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Please rub and squeeze the collector to leave a big statement to earn points, get lost and break into mine

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After all, Shan's mother didn't come. After Shan Jianming hung up the phone, she turned off the lights, and sighed at the house where the moonlight was shining through, but the corners were as black as ink: "It's not me who is afraid of the dark."

Lie down on the quilt, stared at his eyes for a while with his face up, Shan Jianming tilted his head, and buried his face in the pillow. He threw away the tears that oozed out, and felt that his brother would never come back, not only his mother, but also himself To forget him.

A few years ago, his mother would call Shan Jian by the wrong name: "Jian, what would you like for dinner?"

Shan Jianming always corrected her with a frown: "Ask me? My name is not Jian Jian!"

And Shan Jianming would reach out and pat his raised hair: "Don't call me by your name." Shan Jianming would always hold his brother's hand with his head up, and call out brother, brother several times coquettishly.

In the first two months after Shan Jianyi left, Shan's mother would still call the two brothers by the wrong names, and then...

Shan Jianming's sense of presence is getting lower and lower. After Shan Jianming lived in high school, he was taken away by Jiang Chengrui who followed him when he went home on weekends.

"It's empty, and it's so dark when the lights are turned on. What's there to do, go to my house.", "The clothes are left, and Auntie will take them to wash by herself."

Shan Jianming is not a very sensible child, he really put his dirty clothes on the ground, and went to Jiang Chengrui's house with his schoolbag on his back.

This single mother, her real name is Zhao Quanqiu, her father Zhao Jiayi was a teacher at the time, and her family background was not bad until her father died unexpectedly, so she has a junior high school degree, and she can recognize all the notes left by Shan Jianming.

"Prickly." The next day, Shan Jianming was woken up by the noise of pots and pans in the kitchen. He got up a little heavy, and was still depressed when he sat down at the table.

Shan Ma smiled and watched him drink porridge: "It's getting late, it's almost 08:30, if your brother is still here, I'll have to spank your ass again."

Starting with a simple and clear head, Zhao Quanqiu talked about the eldest son a lot more casually.Speaking of it, she didn't know what Shan Jianming was thinking, because Shan Jianming rarely had the chance to show it in front of her.

"Well, no, how old am I, and I still spank my butt, Mom, you really like to joke." After hesitating for a while, Shan Jian asked politely, "Mom, have you eaten?"

Zhao Quanqiu was stunned for a moment, she stroked her curly hair, and smiled: "Yes, your Uncle Liu made me sugar-watered eggs early in the morning."

Shan Jianming let out an "oh", and the movement of lowering her head made her half-long hair hang down on her forehead.

Zhao Quanqiu probably also felt Shan Jianming's dullness, she put her hands back on her knees, and asked, "Would you like to see your Aunt Huihui later?"

He froze for a moment, Shan Jianming almost knocked over the plate, he hurriedly helped it back up, and raised his head: "Didn't my aunt get married in the north? She's back?"

His aunt is the fifth child of his grandfather's family. She is nearly 20 years younger than Shan Jianming's father, Shan Minlei. She is just thirty this year, and she is five years older than Shan Jianming.

"I'm back, divorced. Aborted the child a month ago, and I can't persuade him. I heard that he is a boy in shape." After finishing speaking, he sighed regretfully.

After listening to it, Shan Jianjian felt a little overwhelmed: "Then, does that man know that she has a child?"

Zhao Quanqiu shook his head and sighed again.After a long while, he said again: "I know, how could I let her come back alone? Even if there is no affection, men... always stick to their children, not to mention, that person is not young. When you have Children will understand."

Zhao Quanqiu's expression was a little unclear, Shan Jianming listened noncommittally, and when he stood up, he tripped over a chair. Seeing that he was out of his mind, Zhao Quanqiu couldn't help asking worriedly: "Jianming, what's wrong with you?"

Shan Jianming turned around: "It's okay, I'm just sorry for my aunt." His face was a little pale, and his lips were flushed. After speaking, he turned around and washed the dishes and chopsticks, rubbing his hands, "Mom, where does she live now? I'll go and see She catches the afternoon car."

Zhao Quanqiu was taken aback, and she took Shan Jianming's hand: "Leave today? Your Uncle Liu is still treating you tonight."

Shan Jianming's hands were cold and the palms were thin. When his mother grabbed her, she staggered her fingers: "I was on a business trip for the previous week, and I wanted to go back to rest. I was very tired."

Zhao Quanqiu was a little at a loss, she frowned, then let go, her lipstick-stained lips moved, and the corners of her mouth slowly pulled down.

Shan Jianming's heart tightened when he was released, and he hurriedly hugged Zhao Quanqiu's shoulders: "Mom, you, don't cry. I'll go, why not? I'll leave at night."

Zhao Quanqiu repeatedly agreed: "Hey, hey, I'll ask your uncle to set the time earlier."

Shan Jianming leaned on her back and nodded: "Anything is fine, as long as it is convenient in Zhuangzi."

Afterwards, Shan Jianming put on a dark blue woolen coat that Yu Jinyi put in his bag, and took a taxi to the neighborhood where his aunt Shan Minhui lived. far away.Shan Jianming had never been here before.

Shan Jianming's love of going out on weekends is also a habit developed after work. Firstly, he searches for good food that he has never eaten before. Secondly, he has friends, but there are not many like Zhang Bing.Everyone has their own ambitions, Zhang Bing is not a pure-blooded foodie, he licked ice cream at the intersection with Shan Jianming when he was happy and went on the electronic scale "Your height...your weight" is not good, he joined a car club.

When Shan Jianming was still in the town, apart from the school, Jiang Chengrui's home was his home, and his clothes were all the same size as his sportswear.

Jiang Chengrui didn't like to go out for a stroll, the most he would do was take Shan Jianming to the basketball court outside the Children's Palace to play basketball, eat some ice, and then go to the nearby library to sit for a while.

To be honest, a large school has been built in this development zone, but Shan Jianming has never heard of it.

Probably because he didn't have much sense of belonging, Shan Jianming still felt a little fresh looking at it, and didn't realize that he had gone too far until Shan Minhui stopped him.

"Succinct, concise, passed."

Shan Minhui in front of her looks a lot like his father, with a gentle look, with long hair hanging on a snow-white fox fur shawl.Shan Jianming recognized it as soon as she turned her head, because the age gap was not too big, Shan Jianming hesitated for a long time before calling aunt and handing over the gift in her hand.

Shan Minhui didn't take it politely, looked at Shan Jianming, stayed on his clothes for a long time, and Shan Jianming became uncomfortable no matter what: "What's wrong? Did mom tell you to come down and wait for me?"

"Well, yes. Are you doing well in City S?" Mentioning Zhao Quanqiu, Shan Minhui was stunned for a moment, then showed a very disdainful expression, and led Shan Jianming into the building first.

Shan Jianming thought about it for a while, then shook her head: "It's okay to pay off the mortgage with dead wages, you can play."

Shan Minhui frowned, and took a closer look at his coat. If it's true, this suit costs three thousand pounds, half a year's wages of an ordinary person.

Shan Jianming followed her gaze and lowered her head, said "ah" in surprise, her face flushed red.

Shan Minhui asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?" But she didn't have much reaction to Shan Jianming's red face.

After poking at the oversized clothes, Shan Jianming frowned and shook her head: "No, it's nothing."

After entering the house, Shan Jianming looked it over, and found that the apartment size was not small, and it was a duplex. The house price in their town was not cheap, and being able to buy such a house should guarantee life. This made Shan Jianming heave a sigh of relief .The simple and concise major is not particularly good. Although he has done a good job after joining Kaida, he has been appreciated by Yu Pengyuan, but this appreciation has not been reflected in his salary.It's only been two years, and the qualifications are not enough.

Shan Jianming, who was living a tight life, paid off the previous installments of the mortgage, and there was only eight yuan in the mortgage card, and there were several thousand in the household card, anyway, he was very poor.I didn't read the salary card, or I'd be happy to kill him, there is a [-] bonus lying in it!

After chatting casually and saying a few polite words, Shan Jianming got up to leave.

"Oh, by the way, I saw your brother in Dingjiang." Shan Minhui stopped him, "The passenger seat flashed by, and I don't know if it's my eyesight. When did he go to Beijing?"

"You, what did you say? Did you see, saw my brother?" Shan Jianming ran back to the entrance in a few steps, and fell all the way in front of Shan Minhui.The voice startled her, and she quickly stretched out her hand to help him: "Be careful, oops, my knees are broken."

Shan Jian couldn't get up, he anxiously grabbed the corner of her clothes and held his breath: "Auntie, you said you saw my brother, is it true? Where is it? Where is it?"

Shan Minhui was a little frightened, and didn't dare to pull him: "I'm not sure, it's my ex-husband's hometown in Dingjiang, City H. It was dark at the time, so it looked like it, but I, I'm not sure." Shan Minhui The more Minhui talked, the more guilty she felt, and her face turned red.

"Hiss." Hearing what she wanted, Shan Jianming gasped and stood up on the ground with one hand, "Thank you, aunt, it's really, really great. I'm so happy."

Shan Minhui smiled unnaturally, not knowing how to deal with her crazy nephew: "Jian Ming, are you okay? Why are you so, um, are you okay?"

Shan Jianming shook her head again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, I just miss him."

"Oh, yes?"

Shan Minhui had lived in the north for almost ten years, so she knew very little about their family. When Shan Minlei died, she couldn't come back to mourn.

Walking on the road, Shan Jianjian's knee seemed to be shot by an arrow, throbbing with throbbing pain, his emotions filled every cell in his body over and over again, even if there was one more hit, he would die collectively.

The desire to find someone to confide in is stronger than a volcano, more eager than breathing, so he dialed You Jinyi's number without hesitation.

"Beep beep..." She couldn't get through, and Shan Jianming dialed again without giving up, but she still couldn't get through.

Rubbing his eyes, "Answer the phone, how about answering the phone?", but still couldn't get through, Shan Jianming, who was so suppressed that his eyes turned black, began to cry with his pillow on his arm in the street.

The voice was so loud that it was like howling, and he was so wronged that he almost squatted down on the ground shamelessly.

After crying so hard, Shan Jianming hesitated several times before taking off her arm, not daring to see the passing pedestrians quickly stop the car and escape in.

The elder brother glanced back and was amused by his rabbit eyes: "What's the matter, did you quarrel with your boyfriend?"

Shan Jianming stared at him with her neck up: "I'm a man."

The driver was stunned, and asked again: "Um, did you quarrel with your boyfriend?", "No, I'm asking where are you going?"

"..." Shan Jianming was stunned, racking her brains so hard that she couldn't remember the name of Uncle Liu's farm.

My brother was pleased by his expression: "Okay, don't think about it, just describe it."

"Well, a large extended farm, with a fishing pond, and a wooden house."

"..."

Shan Jianming looked at the driver hesitantly, wondering if he should continue to describe.

"Ah, I remembered, there is a word Liu."

In the end, Shan Jianming was taken to Uncle Liu's farm and had a casual meal. It was already five o'clock in the evening when Zhao Quanqiu sent him to the station.

"Pay attention to your health when you go back, Mom has nothing to worry about." After a pause, a disgusted expression appeared on her face, "Bring Mom a girlfriend back home early, don't learn." She seemed to have no position , She didn't bring out the name, but patted Shan Jianming on the shoulder.

Shan Jianming raised his head and glanced at his mother quickly, then lowered his eyes to one side, clenched his fists tightly: "I, I actually also"

"Jianming, mom doesn't ask you anything, don't say anything? Mom is a little scared. Please, be considerate and considerate." Zhao Quanqiu suddenly turned his back to Shan Jianming, and finished speaking in a stern voice.Shan Jianming could see that she was trembling slightly.

The small town knows everything about the Jiang family and the Wei family. Shan Jianming and Jiang Chengrui are good, and his mother knows too, but how can it be, his mother can't do this...

What Zhao Quanqiu thought of, Shan Jianming would not want to know, she was afraid when she saw Shan Jianming's reaction, at that moment it felt like the sky was falling, she hardly dared to think about it.

"I have someone I like, and he's a man, Mom."

"Shan Jianming, why are you so cruel? Mom only counts on you as a son. Mom treats you heart and soul. How can you be like him? You hurt Mom's heart so much, you are not a filial son, you are not a filial son." Zhao Quanqiu turned around and beat him, crying and attracting several people to watch.

"You don't want your brother for a long time. You can throw it away when you grow up. How can you be willing, Mom." Shan Jianming was pushed staggered by her, "Can't you find it if you are gone? He didn't take anything away. Ah Mom. Don’t you want me now, woo. Is Uncle Liu really that good? Have you ever thought about why I became like this, what he and his daughter did to our brother, Mom, do you think Have you ever thought about it, have you ever thought about it?" Shan Jianming covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying, with one hand weakly hanging down the luggage that couldn't fall down.

Seeing the sadness in her son's eyes clearly, Zhao Quanqiu was instantly overwhelmed by a sense of guilt. She wiped away her tears, picked up a women's handbag on the ground with shaking hands, and muttered: "I don't know, I don't know, your brother Don't blame me, don't blame me." After she finished speaking, she walked away quickly, and he looked at his mother's back, short curly hair, and his messy footsteps stepped on Jian Jian's heart.

What happened later plunged Shan Jianming's life into chaos for a while. He stayed at his job and went north to Dingjiang, where he learned a secret from a villain that he would never have thought of even in his death.

A phone call - when Ding Jiang knew that he had been abandoned by Zhao Quanqiu in his cramped house, he was already numb.But that's all for later.

In the cold corridor of the underground passage, Shan Jianming took a few curious glances at the man who was still pasting things on the porcelain wall in the middle of the night, and then scanned his densely packed black and white photos that were quickly pasted into radiation. ?Walked over lightly, and took a closer look, um, this face is so familiar, is it a celebrity?

Two hundred and five Dan Jianming did not recognize that it was his own face at all, he casually glanced at it for a few times before going up and out of the underground passage, not noticing the man who was still holding the paste bucket in his hand, he saw his face Ghostly expression.

Taking a breath of the cool air, looking up at the cloudy sky and night, I am tired, I will feel very comfortable and at ease when I return to Mr. You's side, I really want to go back.

It was not past midnight when Shan Jianjian arrived at the station in S City.Since he didn't have much luggage, it was quite relaxed. Although his fucking reaction made him sad and confused, it was nothing after being offset by the joy of knowing his brother's whereabouts.

He knew that there was something wrong with his attitude, a very serious problem, his mother was right, he was an unfilial son.Maybe it's because of the influence of Shan Jianyi when I was a child, maybe not.

With some complicated thoughts, Shan Jianming walked into the entrance formed by the huge Roman stone pillars in Sanyuanli. He didn't have a key. Is You Jinyi at home? SMS, why - why so many flashes!

- Kacha Kacha Kacha

When she found herself being forcibly blocked by a group of mixed men and women strangers, the luggage in Shan Jianming's hand was almost thrown to the ground.

The author has something to say: I am so happy, I woke up early in the morning and found so many comments, it is really thump, thump, thump, thump, and thank you for the vain who threw thunder at me yesterday and the children who don’t understand home for spreading flowers~ ~

Hmm, come here and thank the adults who left me a message again, there is no little jj!

☆, 49

- Kacha Kacha Kacha

"Are you a resident here? Are you living with You's Second Young Master? Do you know where he is now?"

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Jian Jianming? This is Tiantian Entertainment Express. How far have you and Mr. You Jinyi You reached? Are you lovers?"

"Hello, there are a few questions I would like to ask you to answer for us? Are you planning to come out?"

"Eight Express, are you an employee of Kaida's finance department? Is that you in this photo? Please answer."

……

Shan Jianming looked at the photos in the hands of one of the reporters in horror, his eyes were turned white by the flash, and when he reached out to take it, the person quickly withdrew his hand.

In the photo, he was lying on a sofa, You Jinyi hugged his waist, his face was printed on his face, the background should be the annual meeting the day before yesterday.No memory at all.He has even begun to doubt the authenticity of the photo, which is impossible.Wait, that man posted his face just now!

At that moment, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, facing the contemptuous and contemptuous but deeply terrifying faces of strangers alone.

"Hey, brat, is your brother really perverted?" This is a playmate of the same age.

"Hey, come here, son, don't play with him. His brother is a pervert. He killed his father and molested girls. He has already gone to jail and sentenced to 20 years. Do you want to be arrested too?"

"Beating you is light, a scum like your brother, it's disgusting to appear in our town, you bumpkins, go back to the countryside, everyone, run, Jiang Chengrui is here."

Just when he was about to refute, a reporter suddenly came out, put the microphone horizontally in front of his eyes, and asked: "Excuse me, do you have a real relationship? Is he pursuing you, or do you want to rely on him to get the position. Three, snap, snap, his knee."

Shan Jianming subconsciously covered her dark purple knees with her luggage, but was rudely swung away, and the luggage fell to the ground and was kicked away.

Shan Jianming shook his hands to protect his own rights, but when he pushed away the microphone in front of him, a heavy object fell on his head and bounced to the ground again, the dull sound of the metal hitting the ground was followed by an uproar submerged.

"Oh my god, he fell down and bled, who, whose microphone fell off, it wasn't me."

"It's not me either."

"not me."

"Don't look at me, I didn't do it. He fell down by himself."

"Yes, yes, he fell by himself." The female reporter of the TV station who lost the windproof microphone hurriedly picked it up and got out with other reporters.

For a moment, Shan Jianming, who was surrounded by water, was exposed.He felt that there were lights and shadows passing by in front of his eyes, his body was shaking, his head hurt, it hurt, and there were noisy voices around him.

"You're awake. I, I... oh." Zhang Bing looked at Shan Jianjian whose eyelids were twitching on the hospital bed with red rabbit-like eyes, and finally sighed.

Shan Jianming seemed to feel pain. He raised his hand to touch his head, "Don't touch it, it's just wrapped." Zhang Bing pulled his hand down and helped him sit up.

"What's going on here?" Shan Jianming felt dizzy, faintly threatening to vomit.

"You have a concussion, and it's normal to want to vomit. Don't worry. The doctor said that the place where you smashed was the forehead, but fortunately it didn't hit the back of the head, I"

"Zhang Bing, don't fucking interrupt, tell me what's going on." Shan Jianming lay down on the bed and gasped for breath after yelling.

Zhang Bing looked at him with a complicated expression, and gritted his teeth for a while: "I really misread You Jinyi, and he fled to the United States when something happened.