Ru Mu Chenguang

"Son, your father died early. I know you have suffered with me, and I am not unenlightened. Now there is someone who can treat you sincerely, and let me have an explanation when I go to see your father..."

"Mom, don't talk about it," Jiang Ran's tears fell down, and Jiang's mother felt distressed for a while.

"Okay, mom, don't talk, don't cry..."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ran still couldn't calm down for a long time, Wu Po'an's TV series was still playing on the computer in front of him, what the hell did Shen Zhicheng do!

It was almost eight o'clock when Shen Zhicheng got off the train. His knees were already swollen badly, and after sitting motionless for four hours on the high-speed train, he felt a burning pain in his knees. uncomfortable.

Half an hour later, Shen Zhicheng arrived home, and saw a figure squatting at the gate from a distance, Shen Zhicheng's heart shrank, "Stop!"

The driver drove the car away, and Shen Zhicheng walked towards the figure step by step. The pain in his knee made his walking posture a little awkward.

Jiang Ran hugged his knees and squatted on the stone slab in front of Shen Zhicheng's house. He had been sitting here for three hours since Lin Anchen sent him a text message telling him that Shen Zhicheng would be back tonight.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jiang Ran raised his head, the dim street light hit his face, his eye circles were red, and there were still wet tears on his face.

The moment he saw Shen Zhicheng, Jiang Ran finally couldn't stand it anymore. The emotions of sadness and fear that had been suppressed for many days all broke out. Wu Bo'an's TV drama screen, and the sadness he suppressed on the phone from his mother, all turned into tears of grievance at this moment.

Jiang Ran kept the original posture, and the tears began to flow unstoppably, until Shen Zhicheng stepped forward and hugged his shaking body, finally, the silent sobbing turned into howling.

Jiang Ran let Shen Zhicheng hug him, but the tighter he hugged him, the more wronged he became. Tears wet Shen Zhicheng's clothes and spread to his skin little by little.

Jiang Ran sat here for three hours, his body was cold, and Shen Zhicheng put his hand in his pocket, feeling extremely distressed.

"Of course, stop crying."

After a while, Jiang Ran stopped crying, "Didn't you go to America? Don't you like Wu Bo'an? Don't you want me?"

Shen Zhicheng was heartbroken by Jiang Ran's series of questions, how sad Jiang Ran must have felt when he learned that he might like Wu Po'an.

"Fool, how could I like others?" Shen Zhicheng pulled Jiang Ran up.

Maintaining a posture for a long time made Jiang Ran's legs a little stiff, and when he stood up, he staggered, and Shen Zhicheng simply hugged Jiang Ran in his arms.

Jiang Ran was only 1.7 meters tall, but Shen Zhicheng was 1.8 meters five. He hugged Jiang Ran's waist with one hand and dragged his buttocks with the other, and carried him into the room like a child.

"You, let me down!" Jiang Ran was embarrassed, her ears were completely red, how ambiguous this posture was.

Shen Zhicheng was unmoved, insisted on carrying him to the sofa before putting him down, and took a blanket to cover him.

"You haven't explained what's going on between you and Wu Bo'an?" Jiang Ran sniffed and rubbed his eyes.

"Why should I explain to you, who are you?" Shen Zhicheng teased him maliciously.

"You..." Jiang Ran's eyes widened angrily. Just now you touched my ass and asked me who you were.

"Then don't explain it to me, I'm nothing anyway!" Jiang Ran was about to stand up and leave.

Shen Zhicheng hastily grabbed him, "You admit that you like me, and I'll explain it to you."

"I won't listen, stop explaining!"

Seeing his appearance, Shen Zhicheng found it funny, pulled him into his arms, and kissed him lightly on the lips, there is no better explanation than this.

Before Jiang Ran could react, a tongue had already stuck into his mouth. Shen Zhicheng had kissed him many times before, but every time he struggled to push him away, never giving him a chance to take the next step.

Jiang Ran didn't push him away this time, but he didn't know how to respond, and let that flexible tongue turn upside down in his mouth.

Satisfied, Shen Zhicheng raised his head and laughed, and licked Jiang Ran's bloodshot lips again. Like an electric current spread from Jiang Ran's lips to his whole body, he couldn't help trembling.

Shen Zhicheng's eyes darkened, and he bent down again and couldn't wait to suck on the attractive two petals, with a hoarse voice, "Respond..."

One sentence made Jiang Ran blushed, but Jiang Ran was a man after all, and he seemed a little passive and hypocritical to be shy at this time, so he stuck out his tongue tentatively.

As soon as his tongue reached Shen Zhicheng's lips, he sucked it. Jiang Ran couldn't take it back for a while, and suddenly opened his eyes, and found that Shen Zhicheng was also looking at him. The distance between the two people's eyes was less than five centimeters. In a panic, it closed again immediately, and refused to open it again.

His own tongue still couldn't get out of other people's mouths, Jiang Ran was anxious and shy, and pushed Shen Zhicheng away with great effort, and hurriedly covered his face with a blanket, and lay motionless on the sofa.

After a while, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and hurriedly got up from the sofa, kneeling in front of Shen Qian's legs.

"Your knee..."

Jiang Ran frantically rolled up Shen Zhicheng's trouser legs, but when he reached his calf, he couldn't roll it anymore. How swollen it must be.

"I'm fine," Shen Zhicheng went to shake Jiang Ran's hand, but Jiang Ran held onto his trouser leg tightly.

Shen Zhicheng had no choice but to use his own strength to pull up his trouser legs. Because the clothes rubbed against his skin, he took a deep breath.

Seeing the redness, swelling and bruises in front of him, Jiang Ran's eyes were wet again, "My mother, she made things difficult for you..."

Shen Zhicheng took out a tube of ointment from the drawer of the table next to him, "No, look, just apply some ointment and you'll be fine tomorrow!"

Jiang Ran put the ointment on his palm and gently applied it to Shen Zhicheng's injured area. He acted very seriously, for fear of hurting Shen Zhicheng, but he didn't know that Shen Zhicheng's whole body was hot from his actions.

Seeing that he was about to lose control, Shen Zhicheng hurriedly pressed his hand, "Okay, I'll make you a bowl of ginger tea, be careful not to catch a cold."

After Shen Zhicheng went to the kitchen, Jiang Ran sat back on the sofa and wrapped himself in a blanket.

The eyeballs rolled around several times, and everything had been figured out a long time ago. Now that his mother, the biggest obstacle, was gone, Jiang Ran felt that the burden that had weighed on him for a long time suddenly disappeared.

In order to gain the initiative, he did not stop doing one thing, but he could clearly see Shen Zhicheng's strange reaction just now. He didn't want to be the same as Lin Anchen, who was raped!

As soon as he closed his eyes, he took off all his clothes and threw them behind the sofa, only kept a pair of panties, then covered himself tightly with a blanket, and shrunk into the sofa.