money worship

When Yan Jue came out, he didn't expect it to be so cold at night.He dragged his suitcase and left home angrily, wearing only a thin long sleeve, blowing a cold wind all the way, and sneezed halfway.

He is now a senior, preparing his graduation thesis while doing an internship in the unit.Because the internship unit was closer to home, he moved back to his home from the school dormitory after his junior year.Now that she and Yan Cheng had a falling out, they moved out of the house again and lived in the rented house of Jiang Yiran, a classmate from high school.

Jiang Yiran comes from a poor family. He is the eldest son of the family. After graduating from high school, he was forced by his parents to give up the opportunity to go to college. He entered the society early and started working, shouldering the pressure of earning money to support a large family.Because of this, he was very economical in terms of food and lodging, and the house he rented was very old and remote, which was more than a dozen stops away from the high-end residential area where Yan Jue's family was located.

When Yanjue finally took the subway back to the rental house, it was already completely dark.He hadn't finished his meal yet, so he was very hungry, but even though he was tempted by countless snack bars in the subway station, he still refrained from buying it, because he wanted to save his stomach and eat more dinner made by Jiang Yiran.

Few of the voice-activated lights in the corridors of the old house are good, and the stairs are steep and steep. Yan Jue turned on the flashlight, put the phone in his mouth to light it up, and carefully went up to the fourth floor with a huge suitcase in both hands.The peeling walls have poor sound insulation. Standing outside the anti-theft door, Yan Jue can even vaguely hear the sound of cooking in the kitchen.He momentarily forgot that the phone was still in his mouth, and couldn't help but want to chuckle, but he almost dropped the phone on the ground, but fortunately, he caught it quickly with his eyesight and hands, without any danger.

Yan Jue raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, and shouted inside: "Jiang Yiran! I'm back—"

The sound of cooking stopped temporarily, and not long after, the anti-theft door in front of him opened.A handsome young man who was about the same age as Yan Jue wore an apron that was washed white, and smiled at him: "It's just right, the dishes are all fried."

Yan Jue was about to say something, but a sudden itch appeared on the tip of his nose.He quickly covered his nose with his arm before sneezing.

Jiang Yiran looked at him and sighed: "You caught a cold after only two hours out, it's too expensive, young master. Didn't you go home to get some clothes, why don't you add two more."

"It's so stupid to open a suitcase and put on clothes on the road." Yan Jue rubbed the tip of his nose, and carried the suitcase into the house, "Eat and eat, you'll starve to death."

Although he made excuses, in fact he just wanted to make Jiang Yiran care about him more by taking advantage of his cold.

Jiang Yiran went to serve out the food and ate with Yanjue.

"You...have you met your father and Jing Tang?" Jiang Yiran asked tentatively seeing that Yan Jue was not in a high mood.

"That's right." Yan Jue sneered, "The two of them came back from the outside together, and Jingtang still has hickey marks on her neck. If it wasn't really a coincidence, I thought they were deliberately trying to disgust me."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Yiran couldn't ask any more questions, so he ate in silence.

Yan Jue didn't speak anymore, and while munching on the rice, he recalled what happened at his birthday party.

That day was Thursday, and it was already late after returning home from the internship unit, so Yan decided not to call his classmates and friends over to his house. He only planned to celebrate briefly with his father and Jing Tang, who was temporarily staying at their house.

That day Jing Tang proudly said to him: "I knew how to drink when I was in high school, I'm not like you, I was fooled by your father, that's why I can't drink so much now!" Yan Jue was a little irritated by this sentence, So before going home, he and Jing Tang went to the tobacco and wine counter to buy all the white wine, rice wine and beer, saying that tonight they would fight for [-] rounds to see who could drink better.

All three were drunk that night.Yanjue himself is not good at drinking, so he fell asleep and passed out after not drinking much.He didn't quite know what happened to Yan Cheng and Jing Tang afterwards.

The next morning, Yan Cheng woke up Yan Jue and told him to go to work in the internship unit.He looked around, but there was no sign of Jingtang, so he asked his father where Jingtang went strangely.Yan Cheng replied, "Jing Tang caught cold and has a fever, so she should rest in her room."

Yan Jue found that his father's expression was not very good, but he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that his father was just unwell because of the hangover.He said: "Then I'll go and see Jingtang before leaving."

"He's still sleeping." Yan Cheng didn't let Yan Jue go, "It's getting late, hurry up and have breakfast, I'll take you there by the way."

At that time, Yan Jue didn't realize what happened between his father and his friend, and he didn't expect that he would get the news that Yan Cheng and Jing Tang got married a few days later.

Later, Yan Jue went to question Jing Tang in a rage, and found out that after he fell asleep on his birthday, Jing Tang slept with his father.

When saying these words, Jing Tang stood under the tall old tree beside the university playground, leaning against the rough trunk, lowered her head, her voice was a bit hoarse.

"I'm sorry for you, Yanjue." He said, "It's not an accident...it's my intention."

Only then did Yan Jue finally realize that Jing Tang deliberately provoked him so that he could buy wine.

This is not the answer Yan Jue wants to hear.

He would rather all of this was just an accident, but it just wasn't.

In the darkness, Jing Tang's whole body trembled suddenly in his sleep.

He opened his eyes, looked at the dark ceiling, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.He had a dream just now, dreaming of the scene where Yan Jue was pressing him under the tree.

At that time, he kept his head down, didn't dare to take a look at Yan Jue, but just talked to himself - how he went to bed with Yan Cheng while Yan Cheng was drunk that night, and why he did it.Yan Jue was very angry, and punched him on the spot, the corners of his mouth turned blue, the wall of his mouth was broken, blood was oozing out, and his mouth was full of rusty taste.

Then Yan Jue left, the tall figure walked further and further away, gradually blurred, and finally disappeared at the exit of the playground.Jing Tang wanted to chase, but her legs were as heavy as lead, and she couldn't even take a step.Deep anxiety and depression lingered in his heart, which finally made him desperately break free from this dream and open his eyelids.

In a daze, Jing Tang stretched out her hand to touch the side, touched Yan Cheng's waist, and felt a little more at ease.He was a little afraid of waking up in the middle of the night to find that he was alone again, but fortunately, Yan Cheng was still there.

He couldn't help touching Yan Cheng's waist again.The man's waist and abdomen are hard, even through the clothes, he can feel the well-defined abdominal muscles.

He must be exercising.Jing Tang thought, no wonder Uncle Yan is so provocative even in his 40s.

Who was the person who texted Uncle Yan at night?Could it be someone he also knew?

Jing Tang was so tormented by the nightmare that she couldn't sleep, so she started to think wildly, and her hands didn't stop, she kept touching Yan Cheng's waist.

The first touch is to confirm whether the person is around, the second touch is because of happiness, the third and subsequent countless times are purely because Yan Cheng's abdominal muscles are really good to touch.

"……What are you doing."

Touching and groping, Yan Cheng woke up, and pressed the hand on his waist that was doing something wrong.

Jing Tang obediently let him hold hands, and said, "I'm touching your abdominal muscles." This answer was so sincere that it made Yan Cheng choke a little.

"Practice yourself if you want to touch, and touch yourself every day from now on." Yan Cheng let go of Jingtang, pushed his shoulders and turned him over, making him turn his back to him, and said in a deep voice, "Be more honest when you sleep. .”

Jing Tang didn't quite cooperate, so she rolled back immediately and rolled into Yan Cheng's arms precisely, the tip of her nose bumped against Yan Cheng's chest: "I can't sleep, why don't you chat with me?" His voice was nasal, like a spoiled child.

Yan Cheng said directly: "I will ask you for a private tutor tomorrow."

Jing Tang immediately fell silent, and pursed her mouth in aggrieved manner.It's not that he doesn't like sports, it's just that he doesn't want to be tortured by personal trainers.

Neither of them spoke again.Jing Tang leaned against Yan Cheng's arms, opened her eyes, and looked blankly at a dark corner of the room, trying to clear her mind and stop thinking about things that made him anxious.

After a long silence, Yan Cheng suddenly lowered his head and placed a light kiss on Jing Tang's forehead.

"Xiaotang, go to sleep." He said.

The next day, when Jing Tang woke up, Yan Cheng was no longer there.

Probably have already gone to the company.While rubbing his eyes, Jing Tang thought, these days when he was running around for his parents' funeral, Yan Cheng had been by his side all the time, which must have pushed back the company's affairs a lot, Yan Cheng should be very busy next time.

Jing Tang sat by the bed and turned on his phone, only to find that Yan Cheng had transferred 1 yuan to his card in the morning, so that the balance in the card would not look so embarrassing.

In the past, he was a big spender. He liked to collect all kinds of expensive limited-edition sneakers. Every month, he would spend thousands of dollars just for the game. If the various expenses were calculated, the money spent in a month would be a few dollars. Ten thousand.Now that the money he can use has been reduced several times, he must save it.And if one day he accidentally pissed Yan Cheng off completely and was thrown out of the house, he would really be dead.He went to work after graduation, and his salary could only support himself at most, and it was very likely that he would be buried by the workers because he could not pay the remaining 300 million debts.

The more Jingtang thought about it, the more creepy she felt, wishing she could rush to Yan Cheng's company immediately and stick herself to him.

I started thinking about it again.

Jing Tang shook her head, and swallowed a piece of tranquilizer with warm water.After a simple breakfast, he went to the funeral home alone.

Today is the day for Jing Yue and Ling Lian to be cremated, Jing Tang wants to guard them until the last moment before burying their ashes.The cemetery has already been bought, and it is in the Momeishan cemetery in Licheng.

Jing Tang waited at the funeral home until the cremation was over, and then went to Mount Momei with two urns in her arms.At the time of the burial, Jingtang stared blankly at the names of her parents engraved on the tombstone, and thought, if only she had a sibling or something.

At least when his parents died, he could still have a relative to support each other with him.

After the burial was over, Jing Tang sat alone in front of the tombstone for a while, quietly watching the flowing clouds in the sky for a while.

After a while, Jing Tang's thesis advisor suddenly called and asked how he was doing.

The stampede that led to the death of Jingtang's parents was quite a big deal, it was on the news, even if Jingtang didn't take the initiative to speak up, the teachers in the courtyard basically knew about it.Therefore, although the progress of Jingtang's thesis has been delayed again and again recently, the tutor did not push him too much, for fear that Jingtang would be pushed too hard and he would not be able to think about it.

"My parents' affairs have been dealt with." Jing Tang said to the tutor on the phone, "Please wait for me for a few more days, and I will definitely hand over the final draft to you before the middle of May."

The instructor said: "Okay, hurry up. The defense will be at the end of May."

One more thing to worry about.Jing Tang sighed and stood up.

Before he could take a step, another call came, and it was from Yan Cheng.

Jing Tang muttered in a low voice: "It's really weird..." Isn't Yan Cheng supposed to be at work right now, so I can find him if I need anything.

After pressing the answer button, Yan Cheng asked on the other end of the phone, "Xiaotang, are you home yet?"

"Not yet, in the cemetery. What's the matter?"

"There are a few impromptu meetings in the afternoon, and the things I need are at home." Yan Cheng said, "The secretary has something to do, so he can't leave."

"What time is the meeting?"

"Four o'clock."

Jing Tang looked at the time and said, "It should be in time, I'll help you."

Then he rushed home, found the USB flash drive for the meeting at the place Yan Cheng told him, and took it to Yan Cheng's company.

Yan Cheng is in the business of medical equipment, and the company is located in the high-tech zone of Licheng. Although Jing Tang has known Yan Cheng for a long time, it is the first time he has visited his company.

"Hi, I'm looking for you, Mr. Yan." Jing Tang stood at the front desk, "Bring him things for the meeting."

The receptionist asked, "Who are you?"

"Uh..." Jing Tang choked for a moment, and the expression on his face became subtle.

Speaking of which, how should he introduce himself... Just say that he is Yan Cheng's wife, right?No, why would he subconsciously use the word "wife", they are all men, even if he says he is Yan Cheng's husband, it's completely fine!

Jing Tang thinks this idea is very good, and plans to put it into action.After all, he has let Yan Cheng take advantage of him so many times in bed, so it's not too much for him to take advantage of verbally and have fun!

"Cough." Jing Tang cleared his throat, pretending to be deep and said, "My name is Jing Tang, it's Yan Cheng..."

"You are Jing Tang, the son of Mr. Yan's friend, right?" The receptionist said with a smile, "Mr. Yan has told you to go directly to his office to find him."

Jing Tang who was interrupted let out a muffled "Oh", and muttered something in his heart.

Anyway, he is also Yan Cheng's legal spouse, why is he so shameless!

Jing Tang lost the opportunity to pretend to be her husband, and was a little unhappy, but she still remembered that she had business to do, so she graciously ignored it for the time being.He went upstairs and found the office that Yan Cheng had told him on the phone.

Room 901... President's Office.

Jing Tang's eyes fell on the door plate printed with bronzing letters, and she thought to herself: I really want to sit in and pretend to be masculine!

When he was in elementary school, he would often instruct the person who came to pick him up from school to take him to his parents' company, sneak into their office and sit there, and then surprise them when they came back.

Thinking of this, Jing Tang felt a little uncomfortable again.But soon, he was attracted by the faint voice of conversation coming from the office.Only then did he realize that the door of Yan Cheng's office was not closed tightly, revealing a small gap.

"Brother Cheng, why have you been avoiding me?"

"It was the same last night. You said you couldn't find time, but I asked people in your company and they all said that you were on vacation recently."

"What the hell do you mean?"

Listen to this and I won't be sleepy!

Jing Tang regained her spirits in an instant, and quietly peeked in through the gap.There were only two people in the office - Yan Cheng sitting at the desk, and a strange man standing in front of him questioning him.

Jing Tang thought of the message Yan Cheng received last night and the conversation between them, and touched her chin meaningfully.

Is this man the same sex buddy Yan Cheng mentioned?

But whether it was true or not, Jing Tang planned to hide at the door and listen secretly.

The author says:

Yan Jue who ran away from home: I am angry, but not completely angry.I just want to find an excuse to live in the house of the person I love.

Uncle Yan whose abs were touched: I don't understand some young people.

Xiaotang, who was secretly observing at the door of the office: Good guy, do you have melons to eat?