Forbidden

The office was in a mess, with books, documents and computer screens scattered on the floor. The man's tall and burly body was pressing down on Jiang Yu, and his thick, black and sinewy hands grabbed her neck forcefully, shouting hysterically:

"Give it or not? I won't strangle you to death!!"

"At worst, I will go to jail, as long as you die, all the money will be fucked, hehe." He burst into a terrifying laugh.

Jiang Yu was pressed on the chair, struggling feebly with his hands, his face flushed red.

"Jiang Yu—"

Cheng Suran's pupils shrank suddenly, and he rushed over with a cry of surprise. The man turned his head when he heard the sound, his eyes were stern and fierce, "Who are you stepping on? Get out!" He raised his leg and was about to kick her.

Cheng Suran dodged for a while, narrowly avoiding it, suddenly he didn't know where the courage and strength came from, he picked up the decoration on the cabinet next to him and smashed it hard at the man's head, only to hear a "boom", the man lost his strength instantly, reflexively Cover your head.

The strength wrapped around his throat suddenly disappeared, and a large amount of fresh air scrambled into his lungs. Jiang Yu coughed uncontrollably, "cough cough...cough..."

She bent her knees and pushed hard against the man's crotch.

The man covered his head and wailed, and sat slumped on the ground. Then the little assistant who came over was stunned at the door, turned around and ran out again, "Security!"

"Cough...cough cough..." Jiang Yu fell from the chair.

"Jiang Yu!" Cheng Suran dropped the ornaments and rushed to support her.

"Cough...cough..."

Jiang Yu was gasping for breath and coughing continuously. When he raised his eyes, he saw the man grabbed the ornaments on the ground and stared fiercely at Cheng Suran whose back was facing him. "Be careful..." She threw Cheng Suran down and pushed the swivel chair with a slap .

- Boom!

The heavy metal ornaments slammed heavily on the back of the chair.

Cheng Suran flinched in shock, subconsciously protecting Jiang Yu.

There was the sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door, several security guards rushed in one after another, rushed at the man, subdued him in two or three strokes, and dragged him out.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Cheng..." The little assistant looked at the two of them in horror, "Are you all right?"

Cheng Suran was still in shock, and sat up holding Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu coughed so badly that he couldn't speak. He shook his head while his chest heaved violently, and waved his hands at her.

The little assistant was confused and scared, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"It's okay, you go out first, tell the security guard to send that man to the hospital for a checkup, and report back if there is any problem. If there is nothing serious, let him go, and come and beat him every time. Mr. Jiang is here to take care of me, don't worry." Cheng Suran quickly calmed down and gave orders in an orderly manner.

"Okay." The little assistant nodded and left.

"Cough...cough..."

The sound of coughing and panting reverberated in the huge office, which made Cheng Suran's heart twitch. She unconsciously hugged Jiang Yu tightly, rubbing her cheek against the silky and soft hair.

"...It's okay, it's okay." She murmured reassuringly.

His eyes fell on Jiang Yu's neck, and there were red pinch marks on his fair skin, showing the outlines of his fingers, which was shocking.

There was coldness in Cheng Suran's eyes.

The coughing gradually stopped, Jiang Yu leaned weakly in Cheng Suran's arms, buried his face against her neck, his face was covered by his messy hair, he was embarrassed and fragile - but he saw everything.

Her embarrassment, her helplessness, and her scars that she was ashamed to reveal.

There was a sense of relief at this moment.

"Ran Ran……"

"Well, I'm here."

"I want to drink water." Jiang Yu's voice was hoarse, and he coughed again after speaking.

Cheng Suran patted her on the back, "Okay, I'll help you to sit on the sofa first." With both hands hooked under the armpits, he lifted her up tremblingly, walked around the messy floor to the sofa, took the pillow and put it down, and pressed Sit down with her. "I'm going to pour water."

I went to the water dispenser and mixed two glasses of warm water, handed one to her, and drank the other myself.

Jiang Yu gulped down the water, her empty eyes lacked the slightest expression, she drank it all up in a short while, she put down the glass heavily, leaned back, and closed her eyes.

She turned her head and let her hair cover her face. She slowly hugged her arms with her hands and curled up with her shoulders hooked.

Cheng Suran looked at her silently.

The outstretched hand was about to touch her, and it was withdrawn at the moment.

Intuition tells Cheng Suran that at this moment, it is best for him to keep quiet, not to move or speak.She seemed to be able to sense Jiang Yu's emotions, as if the strongest body was broken, and the softest and most unwilling thing inside was revealed unexpectedly - it was her embarrassment, her wound.

The occasional fragility revealed by the strong is even more pitiful.

But as proud as Jiang Yu, how could it be easy for others to see his defeat.

She saw it.

So she was guarded.

Thinking of this, Cheng Suran felt a little sad, no matter before or now, she never walked into the depths of Jiang Yu's heart from the beginning to the end.But after thinking about it, they have nothing to do with each other now, she has no right to demand, no right to be sad.

Cheng Suran sighed silently, turned around, and looked down at the model on the coffee table.

On the second floor of the newly added house, a miniature Jiang Yu, who is smaller than Xiao Jiangyu, stands on the balcony, smiling, but alone.When making this part, she originally wanted to pinch herself and put it next to Jiang Yu, so that it would be the home of the two of them.Then she realized that she was going to fall into it again, so she gave up the idea.

But she has already been sinking deeper and deeper without knowing it...

From the age of six to 26, they met twice and met once again. It seems that they are destined to attract each other, no matter how far apart they are, they will eventually return to each other.

Cheng Suran curled up his mouth, showed a slight smile, and gently touched Mini Jiang Yu's head with his fingertips.

"Why did you come back suddenly?"

A hoarse voice came from the ear.

Cheng Suran was startled, turned her face, and met Jiang Yu's empty gaze. She then remembered the business, lowered her head and took out the greeting card from her bag, "I forgot to give this to you."

Jiang Yu avoided her gaze, took it over and took a look.

A self-made greeting card, beige and wood color, fresh and elegant, with a long-eared rabbit painted on it, and a sentence written in beautiful handwriting:

——I hope that no matter where you go, your heart will have a place to rest and stay, and you will not wander anymore.Happy birthday.

no more wandering...

No more wandering.

Jiang Yu recited this sentence silently, over and over again, mist gradually rose in her eyes, she blinked quickly, raised her head and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, she put down the greeting card and hugged Cheng Suran.

Cheng Suran's body was stiff, and his hands naturally wrapped around her waist.

The heartbeat of each other is close to the heartbeat, and the frequency changes from fierce and chaotic to slow and unified, with ups and downs, as if they are integrated into one.She sniffed the fragrance of iris on her body, and gently closed her eyes.

No one spoke.

Although Cheng Suran really wanted to ask who that man was.

Time passed in silence, the west-slanting sun gradually sank into the horizon, and a ray of fiery red light came in through the window and fell on Jiang Yu, dyeing her thick black hair into a golden brown.

"Ran Ran……"

"exist."

"I'm hungry."

"Okay, let's go eat." Cheng Suran opened his eyes.

……

It was getting dark quickly.

Sitting in the dining room box, Jiang Yu was absent-mindedly looking at the street view outside the window. There was no light in his dark eyes, revealing a trace of fatigue, as if he had been exhausted until the end.

She picked up the wine glass and drank the scarlet liquid in one gulp.

Then grabbed the glass and refilled it.

"You drink less..." Cheng Suran frowned at her.

The meal was not halfway through, and the wine bottle was two-thirds empty.Jiang Yu ordered a lot of dishes, but didn't eat a few mouthfuls, didn't speak, just looked out of the window, and poured himself wine one after another.

Her eyes were out of focus, she was empty and lonely, her cheeks were getting red from drinking too much.

As if he didn't hear Cheng Suran's words, he picked up the cup and took another big gulp.

"..."

Cheng Suran felt bad, but he was helpless. Seeing that she almost drank the whole bottle of wine, her face became more and more red, and her ears, neck, and head were all red.

Suddenly she laughed alone.

"Jiang Yu?"

"Hahaha."

"..."

"Of course, who am I?" Jiang Yu turned his face away, raised an eyebrow at her with a smile.

Cheng Suran said softly, "You are Jiang Yu."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"..."

"No," Jiang Yu shook his index finger, "I'm Jiang Wanyin."

Hearing this name, Cheng Suran suddenly remembered the past, with applause echoing in his ears, and even the left side of his face seemed to ache.

Jiang Wanyin...

The forbidden place she had touched.

"Then do you know who Jiang Wanyin is?" Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes.

Cheng Suran: "It's...you."

"Hahaha, no, Jiang Wanyin is a ghost."

"..."

Are you drunk?

"Why is Jiang Wanyin a ghost...because...she...died. She died very early. I go to see her every Qingming Festival. She said that she was very happy in the underworld. She also said, It's great to be a ghost, and I want to be a ghost forever." Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, talking to himself like a madman, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

After speaking, he poured down the rest of the wine.

Cheng Suran was frightened by her abnormal behavior, felt distressed and helpless for a moment, saw that she still wanted to pour wine, put down his chopsticks, got up and went around, and snatched the glass.

"Don't drink."

"Of course..." Jiang Yu raised his head, his eyes were vicissitudes and bitterness.

Cheng Suran's heart suddenly softened, he bent down, hugged her from the shoulders up, and comforted her softly: "I really can't drink any more, I beg you, okay?"

Jiang Yu held his breath and buried his face against her lower abdomen.

"Ran Ran……"

"Well, I'm here."

"I want to go home."

"Okay," Cheng Suran nodded lightly, stroking her hair gently with his palm, "I'll take you home."

……

Jiang Yu was drunk.

It was Cheng Suran's car that went out.The restaurant is not far from Greenshang Mansion, and it will be there in 10 minutes. Jiang Yu leaned on the co-pilot and fell asleep, and was helped out of the car by Cheng Suran, and then she became a little conscious, but her footsteps were weak, almost half of her body weight was pressed On Cheng Suran's shoulder.

Cheng Suran, who is 1.6 meters five, had some difficulty supporting her.

Fortunately, the property service in the community was good, and the male security guard was inconvenient to have physical contact with Jiang Yu, so he drove them to the gate of the building in a small sightseeing car.

"Ran Ran……"

"Hey."

"Xiao Ranran."

"..."

They were all insane.Cheng Suran secretly sighed.

Stepping into the house, I met Xiao Zhou head-on. She explained a few words, and the two of them helped Jiang Yu back to the master bedroom, and carefully laid her flat on the bed. "Please tell auntie to make some hangover tea, and I'll take care of it here."

"okay."

Xiao Zhou nodded and left, Cheng Suran gently closed the bedroom door, and turned to look at the person on the bed.

Jiang Yu lay limp on the bed, like a puddle of mud, his cheeks were as red as if they were about to bleed.She half closed her eyelids, mumbling in her mouth, and suddenly struggled to get up.

- Boom!

Slumped on the carpet.

Cheng Suran hurried over to help her.

"I'll just sit here." Jiang Yu shook his head, bent one leg to support his arm, and leaned his head on it.

Cheng Suran had no choice but to lean on her, and sat on the carpet with her.

The house is quiet.

The alcohol-smelling breath became heavier.

"Jiang Yu..."

People around me moved.

Cheng Suran's heart was beating fast, and he couldn't help asking: "Who is that man today?"

There was a suffocating silence.

"It doesn't matter if it's inconvenient to say..."

"Ms. Ye's son."

"?" Cheng Suran was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized that the "Ms. Ye" she was talking about was her biological mother.

The mother's son is of course the younger brother.

A few months ago, Jiang Yu said that the family was a mess.

Cheng Suran's heart trembled, and she felt that she might touch a world that she had never stepped into. She had expectations and fears at the same time.The anticipation is because she wants to explore everything that belongs to Jiang Yu too much, and the fear is because she can perceive that tearing the scar must be accompanied by bloody pain.

She can't tear Jiang Yu's wounds just to satisfy her desire to spy...

"Ms. Ye is hospitalized with cancer and needs hundreds of thousands. Jiang Zhijun is here to ask for money. If I don't give it, he is powerless and furious." Jiang Yu sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

The scene in the office flashed through his mind, and Cheng Suran felt lingering fear, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Not only will I not give a penny, but I also want to wish her an early victory over the disease, hahaha."

"Am I scary?"

"However, have you ever thought that the me you know is actually a fake? You see, gold and jade are full of fluff, I am so ugly, so unbearable, I am full of hostility and hatred..." Jiang Yu said quietly Looking at Cheng Suran, his dark eyes were full of scars, and a mocking smile appeared from them.

She was not drunk, she was conscious, but her body movements were sluggish.

Cheng Suran grabbed her hand, but he didn't know what to say.At most, she could imagine that Jiang Yu's relationship with his family was not good, as if she was living under someone else's roof. The so-called brothers and sisters were all the same.

"Are you afraid?" Jiang Yu stared at his hand that was being held.

Cheng Suran shook his head: "Not afraid."

"why?"

"Because I know, I saw it with my own eyes... You are not that kind of person."