I see myself

There is no independent suite on the return flight, but two seats are merged together, and the middle and sides are blocked by a partition. Obviously, just lower the partition between the two, work for a while, and chat for a while.

Even so, Jiang Yansheng was sensitive to the fact that something was wrong.

He didn't want to have this feeling of being taken care of, and he suspected that he was superstitious, so his eyes drifted to the side, and when he saw Tang Sheng, he started talking nonsense about topics that didn't touch his sensitive zone.

"Is this person not working in Germany? When is he going to follow you?"

Fang Zhan was flipping through the menu and laughed when he heard his words:

"He was chasing Xiao Xiao, not me. He probably separated from us when he arrived in China."

Jiang Yansheng nodded with his chin in his hand, and then his face turned weird again,

"A number 0, I had the nerve to brag about it in the villa last night."

The space in the cabin is small, and there are only four of them. What he said clearly made Xiao Xiao look over here immediately.

Only then did Fang Zhan raise his head, holding back a smile,

"He's not, that's why he didn't agree."

Xiao Xiao's height of 1.8 meters 1.9 is not bad enough on weekdays, but when placed in front of the [-] meters tall and muscular Tang Sheng, his attributes are slightly biased.

Jiang Yansheng tilted his head to compare the figures of the two...then turned his head,

"Tsk."

Without saying a word.

The person being discussed whispered,

"In case you don't know, let me remind you that I'm still alive."

Fang Zhan raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice, but clearly,

"He likes the handsome boys in cartoons. Before that, his ex-boyfriend used his good looks to look good on him for several years."

Jiang Yansheng let out a cooperative cry, elongating his voice, which was meaningful.

After the dinner was set by the stewardess, the Northeast brother slowly figured out what 0 means.

With a sudden ah,

"But I'm 0."

Fang Zhan: "?"

Jiang Yansheng: "??"

Xiao Xiao looked even more broken, and covered Tang Sheng's mouth through the baffle,

"Shut up, Grandfather."

Tang Sheng thought that he had misunderstood the meaning of others again, holding the blue pet bag nervously, looking straight at Xiao Xiao with his legs straight,

"Did I say something wrong? Why are you blocking me?"

Xiao Xiao seemed to be burned by his breath, pretending to be angry and teasing him,

"Because you grew so big, they laughed at me."

Believing it was true, Tang Sheng hugged the bag in his arms even tighter, his expression was the same as that of Samo who was looking out eagerly in the transparent shell,

"Then, what's the matter? Am I going to lose weight?"

Fang Zhan raised his head and glanced over there again while eating, and saw Xiao Xiao stretched out his claws to the man's face and pulled it hard. After thinking for a while, he said:

"After you go back, help Tang Sheng prepare a place to live. I heard that he has no other friends in Beijing, and we can't let him live in a hotel all the time."

Jiang Yansheng looked at him,

"Isn't it better to live in Xiao Xiao's house?"

Fang Zhan shook his head and didn't explain much. From the corner of his eye, Jiang Yansheng opened the tablet opposite the seat and was picking a movie, so he said casually:

"Choose a comedy, I'll watch it with you."

Jiang Yansheng glanced at him,

"Why are you so clueless?"

Fang Zhan smiled:

"Why is there no depth in comedy, so what do you want to watch?"

""Detachment""

After he finished speaking, he paused, got up and came to Fang Zhan's side, the seat was spacious enough for two people to sit, Jiang Yansheng leaned on the partition and opened the search bar to switch to Chinese, but after searching, This film was not stored in the film library on the plane.

Fang Zhan's eyes fell on the ring that kept shaking with his movements,

"Actually, I've always wanted to tell you one thing. Back then, Jiang Qi asked you to follow me for a month. Do you know the reason?"

Of course, what he wanted to mention was not his inner identity, but Teacher Liu's purpose.

The two stood and sat, Jiang Yansheng raised his eyelids, walked over and brushed his forehead hair, signaling him to continue.

Fang Zhan asked very cautiously,

"Ms. Liu said that he wants you to study abroad, what do you think?"

The force of pulling his hair suddenly increased, Fang Zhan grabbed his hand,

"Are you trying to make me bald?!"

Jiang Yansheng's eyes moved slightly, letting out a bit of coolness, and then he laughed again,

"You want to imitate the male protagonist in Transcendence, and persuade me to be good?"

Fang Zhan looked at him,

"Baby, if you have to compare, I want you to be the genius in mind catcher."

he paused,

"But it doesn't matter which one it is, it's a happy ending, isn't it?"

Jiang Yansheng seemed to have thought about it seriously,

"It's better to be detached. Although I'm an asshole, I can make a pair with you anyway. If you become the psychiatrist in the mind catcher, I can't fall in love with an old man."

Fang Zhan heard his avoidance, but thought it would be more difficult to mention it again after missing this opportunity, so he still asked,

"Then you suddenly went back to participate in the math competition, maybe you didn't like it at all?"

The young master turned back to his first sentence,

"You almost forgot if you didn't mention it. Now a month has passed, when will my credit card be returned to me?"

Fang Zhan took a deep look at him, and chose to continue speaking,

"Have you run out of money in your card?"

Jiang Yansheng shrugged,

"In order to make your driver feel at ease, I added some more money to the liquidated damages, and I borrowed 500 million from Chris, but since you found out about it, it's not a bad thing to sue him back."

Fang Zhan thought of the compensation in the confidentiality contract, and felt that the driver really got rich overnight.

But... wait,

"You want me to sue him?"

Jiang Yansheng blinked,

"Otherwise, it's not his fault."

After he finished speaking, seeing Fang Zhan's surprised eyes, he added:

"If it's someone else's business, I don't want it. It's a waste of money to do so, but you even remembered the money for one cup before. You can buy a lot of cups with this money."

Fang Zhan: ... God damn there are so many cups, this is all you remember?

Jiang Yansheng saw that his choked expression finally brought a real smile,

"I was kidding you."

Fang Zhan didn't worry too much about this problem. He found the wallet from his coat pocket, and took out a card from it.

Black base with silver embossing.

It was very similar to the one Father Jiang gave him, but obviously not the same one.

Jiang Yansheng took it and twirled it in his hand, playing with the taste:

"I remember that you can't get a secondary card, right?"

Fang Zhan rubbed his curly hair,

"Salary card."

The young master called the customer service in front of him, and reported the string of numbers that Fang Zhan spit out, and fell silent after hearing the balance.

Fang Zhan smiled: "You will also buy the cup."

The smile that just appeared in Jiang Yansheng's eyes disappeared.

He used to love Fang Zhan's straightforwardness, but now he fears it.

It doesn't really matter whether a person tells the truth or lies, the lie is the truth when you believe it, and the truth is also the lie when you don't believe it.

He used to believe in every word Fang Zhan said, every word he said, but now a Schrödinger bomb was buried in their relationship overnight, so he didn't dare to dismantle it, and he really wanted to ask.

You want me to live well, so why push me away.

The irresistible Yu Qi came fierce and ruthless.

During the 25-hour return trip, Jiang Yansheng wrapped himself in a blanket and slept for 19 hours. He lay down after dinner and washed until the plane landed.

Fang Zhan in the middle asked him if he wanted to get up and eat something once, but he also feebly refused.

Then he heard Xiao Xiao's inquiry in a daze.

"what happened to him?"

"Maybe a little fever."

After hearing Fang Zhan's response, he felt that he really had a fever. His cold hands became hot, and his mushy brain seemed to heat up.

He wrapped the quilt tighter.

God have mercy on him, let him have a fever.

He almost broke down thinking.

The exclusive butler on the plane came to inquire about the situation. Xiao Xiao and Tang Sheng were also surrounded by the narrow space. Fang Zhan asked them to disperse, then squatted aside, pulled down the quilt, and pushed aside the sweat on his forehead. wet hair,

"Jiang Yansheng?"

—— "Where's Jiang Qi? Where is Jiang Qi? You little bastard gave him back to me. It's all your fault. It's all your fault for letting him leave me, you trash."

——"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

——"Your mother deserved her suicide. She is a lunatic. Do you want to be a lunatic like her?"

——"It's a pity, Chairman Jiang, what's the use of doing such a big business, isn't it all on the son who has achieved nothing."

He saw his mother's heart-piercing roar like a wild beast, saw everyone wearing the same mocking masks in the bizarre banquet, and saw the mentor stretching out his hand to him and scolding him as a waste.

Standing in the airtight room, he saw a spot of light on the ceiling in the dark, and then the light became brighter and brighter, a voice spoke, and you will buy the cup.

He opened his eyes and saw that Fang Zhan was worried, and then he smiled and said to himself:

"Baby, if you don't get up again, I will kiss you awake."

For a moment, he thought he was still lying in the same room yesterday morning, and everything was as usual.

But when he saw Fang Zhan's smile, he felt terrible.

He looked at the light and wanted to hide.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Fang Zhan straightened the seat, asked the housekeeper in the distance for a wheelchair, then held his hand, laughed,

"Give you a chance to choose, do you want to stand up and let me help you walk, or put you in a wheelchair and push you?"

Jiang Yansheng buried his hands in his face, and felt that his voice seemed to be infinitely slowed down, drilling into his mind word by word, but he couldn't understand anything.

Fang Zhan stood up, with a smile on his face like the first snow in winter, when it fell on the ground and was blown by the wind, it condensed into ice. He asked the butler to drive the car that picked up the plane outside, and found the sunglasses that the young master was carrying with him. After reaching his face, he picked him up from the chair.

The sufficient sunlight was blocked by the sunglasses, and half of the young master's face was covered tightly by his shoulders. Standing on the covered bridge, Xiao Xiao felt more and more strange.

"Would you like to go to the hospital first, just wait..."

"He's just burnt out, he'll be fine tomorrow."

Fang Zhan said lightly.

Xiao Xiao watched him open his eyes and talk nonsense, but was stopped in place by the coldness in his eyes.

Get in the car, get off the car, open the door of the unit, step into the elevator, do not change shoes after entering the room, put the young master on the big bed near the window in the master bedroom, and help him take off his shoes.

During the whole process, Jiang Yansheng was like a doll he could play with. Only his eyes opened to prove that he was still conscious. Fang Zhan took out a few paper towels from the drawer on the bedside table and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead. His hands were about to leave. , suddenly saw the tears streaming from the corners of his eyes to both sides.

Fang Zhan pretended to laugh,

"No, it's fine if you're so burnt out that you can't walk, do you feel sad and want to shed tears?"

Jiang Yansheng got under the quilt and hugged his head.

Fang Zhan broke his hand, looked into his eyes and asked,

"What do you want to eat? I will cook myself."

The young master struggled to take it back, so Fang Zhan added,

"If you don't say anything, you will have to go to the hospital for an infusion."

The strength of the struggle gradually slowed down, but his eyes were looking away, and his fingers were clenched tightly into the flesh.

Fang Zhan asked patiently one by one,

"Pumpkin porridge? Shrimp porridge? Xiaolongbao? Steamed shrimp dumplings?...Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail..."

After that, the more he said, the more outrageous he gradually turned into the name of the dish. He seemed to be making himself laugh, coaxing patiently,

"Let's just eat pumpkin porridge, and eat meat when you are well tomorrow."

He turned to leave, pressed the handle and let it go as he approached the door lock, leaving a small crack soundlessly.

Then he leaned against the wall between the two rooms, lowered his head and waited, and heard the small cries inside.

The author has something to say: If there are any strange or unclear points, you must say Oh, the closer the end is, the more uncertain your emotions will be

(Another note: Detachment is not he, the protagonist has no love line, Fang and Jiang Xia bb I am not responsible for their words and deeds, and it is a good movie, but it is not recommended to watch