money worship

In normal times, Jing Tang might still "fight" with Yan Cheng for a while, until he wins a round from this stinky man.But now he is facing the pressure of graduating from his senior year, and his defense is imminent, so he has to hurry home to finish his thesis.Life is already difficult, but if the defense cannot pass, it will be even worse.

Jing Tang majored in business administration at the university. He originally planned to work in his own company directly after graduation, and inherit the family business after he was trained.It's just that now I have lost my family and my job. After graduation, I can only work as a wage earner for other bosses, starting from the bottom.Moreover, he had a rough time in college, and he only barely passed his professional courses. Although he had a glamorous name of a famous university, when he really worked, he might not be able to reveal his secrets.

Although Jing Tang has already foreseen a dark future for herself, the most important thing right now is the graduation defense, which must be passed, otherwise the credits will not be enough to get the degree certificate, and everything will be useless.

After Jing Tang figured it out, she began to retreat for a short time.The bedroom is not very convenient for studying, so he borrowed Yan Cheng's study room, locked the door, isolated himself from the world, and then fought from the afternoon to the evening when Yan Cheng came back from get off work without even eating dinner.

Yan Cheng had an impromptu meeting today, and had to deal with the work accumulated during the previous vacation. He was so busy that he didn't get home until almost ten o'clock in the evening.He pushed open the door of the house, but he didn't see Jingtang nestled on the sofa in the living room playing games as usual, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

Maybe it was already asleep.Thinking this way, Yan Cheng went to the master bedroom, and gently opened the door, but he didn't expect that Jing Tang was not sleeping in the room either.

It is impossible for this kid to be in the Yanjue room, so the only possibility left is the study room.

Yan Cheng held the doorknob of the study room and turned it clockwise, but he couldn't open it, and the door was locked from the inside.

...what is this doing.

Yan Cheng couldn't think of any reason for Jing Tang to lock himself in the study, it couldn't be stealing his company's business secrets.

"Xiaotang?" Yan Cheng knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Fell asleep?

He changed from knocking on the door to beating on the door, and shouted loudly: "Jingtang, are you inside?"

Still no one answered.

Could it be... something happened?

A terrible possibility suddenly popped up in Yan Cheng's mind.He was afraid that such a result would really happen, so without hesitation for a moment, he rushed to Yanjue's bedroom, opened the glass door that separated the bedroom from the balcony with a "swish", pressed the white marble railing, and stepped on it.

Yanjue's bedroom and study room are next to each other, and both rooms have balconies, not far from each other, and they can be climbed over by stepping on the railing.Fortunately, the floor of Yan's house is not high, it's on the second floor, so Yan Cheng can do this without hesitation.

Yan Cheng grabbed the external unit of the air conditioner hanging on the wall, and crossed his long legs from one side to the other.He stepped on the railing of the study balcony, jumped lightly, and landed on the ground.The soles of the leather shoes suddenly touched the ground paved with gray tiles, making two soft sounds.

After landing, Yan Cheng got up immediately, stretched out his hand and opened the balcony door from the outside, and then yanked open the dark curtains used to block the light, and his voice was rare and hurried: "Jingtang——"

Jing Tang's back, lying helplessly on the desk, was reflected in those gray-blue eyes.

In an instant, all the dusty memories came to my mind.Looking at Jingtang's thin back, he was stunned for a moment, and his vision began to shake.

Many years ago, his wife was also like this, and suddenly passed out without warning at the table one night, leaving him with a weak back.

"Jing...Jingtang!" Yan Cheng suddenly felt his throat tighten, and he couldn't even utter the first word. He rushed to Jingtang's side to support her shoulder, but he didn't dare to shake her too hard, "You Can you hear me? Jingtang!"

Jing Tang's body trembled, as if she was startled by Yan Cheng's call and regained consciousness for a short time.He moved his fingertips with difficulty, but failed to open his eyes. With a movement of his lips, he said indistinctly, "Yan Susu, I'm so..."

I can't even speak clearly.

Yan Cheng took a deep breath and dialed 120.

Jing Tang was sent to the ward, where she was drowsy and drenched on the bed.Yan Cheng stood at the door, talking softly to the emergency doctor.

"Mr. Yan, you don't have to worry too much. The patient passed out only because of hypoglycemia." The doctor said, "I didn't eat much food, and I was under too much pressure."

Yan Cheng understood: "You just fainted from hunger, didn't you?" While waiting for the ambulance to arrive, he found that Jingtang's laptop was still on, and when he cleared the black screen, there was a document in a foreign language on the screen.Now after listening to the doctor's words, and then associating with it, I figured it out.

Jingtang fainted from starvation because she didn't eat to catch up with her thesis.

The doctor exhorted: "Looking at his appearance, it should be that he hasn't eaten properly for a while. It may be that too much psychological pressure has affected his appetite. I suggest that you can take him for psychological counseling in the future."

"I prescribed nutrition injections for him. After he wakes up, if he has no other discomfort, he can be discharged from the hospital."

The doctor leaves.Yan Cheng leaned against the wall of the ward alone, closed his eyes and exhaled foul air.

At this time, he seemed to be angry, but he couldn't move.

People safe is good.Yan Cheng rubbed the center of his brows wearily, thinking: There is nothing more precious than being alive.

Now that he is 42 years old, he has already witnessed the death of five people, which is a bit too much.First it was the parents, then the wife, and a month ago, they heard about the death of Jingtang's parents.Relatives, lovers, and friends all left too fast and too suddenly.

He was a little scared.

When he knocked on the door outside the study but got no response, he was afraid that Jingtang would have a mental breakdown due to the death of his parents and choose to commit suicide.When he saw the unconscious figure crouching on the table, he was afraid that Jing Tang would also be like his dead wife, the serious illness that had been latent for a long time suddenly broke out, and he closed his eyes forever within two months.

Yan Cheng guarded Jing Tang, fell asleep under the gentle moonlight, and lay beside the bed.

After an unknown amount of time, he was woken up by a naughty finger, and heard Jingtang's revived voice ringing in his ears.

"Uncle Yan, I'm hungry—"

In a daze, Yan Cheng realized that this was the sentence that Jing Tang uttered vaguely when he was unconscious.

What a nasty boy.

Yan Cheng sat up, suddenly leaned forward and pushed Jing Tang, who had already half sat up, back on the bed.

"Hey! Yan Cheng, wait..."

Jing Tang was taken aback, and subconsciously shouted, before she could finish her sentence, she was blocked by the pressing words.

This kiss was unexpected, leaving Jingtang completely unprepared, and was easily invaded by Yan Cheng's teeth.For the past month, whenever they were in bed, Yan Cheng's kisses were always gentle and provocative, he knew too well how to make an inexperienced brat feel comfortable, and he would soon be able to make Jingtang throw away his armor and put himself to death delivered to him.

But this time the kiss was different, like a unilateral plunder.Yan Cheng grabbed Jing Tang's waist with one hand and his jaw with the other, depriving him of oxygen for no reason.The tightly pressed lips rubbed against each other, the teeth collided, and the tip of the tongue lingered, so intense that Jingtang couldn't find the right time to take a breath, as if she was drowning.He tasted the fragrance of mint smoke remaining between Yan Cheng's lips and teeth, and also smelled the very light fragrance of laundry detergent from the other party's collar.

There is a little bit of it, which is fascinating.

Jing Tang raised the hand that wasn't pricked, slowly put it on Yan Cheng's shoulder, clenched five fingers, and grabbed the expensive black shirt that Yan Cheng was wearing.Although he was too clumsy to grasp the best timing, he was still trying to respond to Yan Cheng's kiss.

Yan Cheng never kissed him under the bed, this was the first time.

Jing Tang felt a little soreness in his chest, maybe something was secretly growing, quietly connecting him with Yan Cheng.

As if aware of Jingtang's clumsy response, Yan Cheng paused for a moment, and gradually returned to his previous gentle style. It can even be said that he kissed a little softer than usual, as if comforting Jingtang. .

Now Jing Tang finally had a chance to breathe, let go of the five fingers holding Yan Cheng's clothes, and put his whole palm on his back, feeling the pulsation coming from the depths of Yan Cheng's body.

The kiss didn't last long.

The nurse who rushed over quickly opened the door, and saw the two hugging and kissing on the hospital bed, her face flushed instantly, and she let out a soft cry of surprise.

When Jingtang heard the nurse's voice, her heartbeat accelerated suddenly, her body temperature soared uncontrollably, and the roots of her ears hidden under her messy black hair were unreasonably red.He raised his hand and pushed the man on top of him away.

"Get up, get up! I'm going to pull out the needle!" After Jing Tang faltered, she turned her face and found that she had already bled back, and the long needle tube was almost one-third dyed red, and she couldn't help it. He scolded, "Damn it! It's all your fault!"

Yan Cheng turned his face away and didn't want to talk to him.

The nurse hurried over and finished pulling Jingtang's needle, and then went out quickly with a blushing face.

Jing Tang pressed the needle hole on the back of her hand, mumbling to the man in front of him who was 20 years older than him: "I just wanted to tell you that when I rang the bell, a nurse would come to pull out the needle, but you didn't let me After finishing speaking, why are you so unreasonable! You caused me to recover so much blood, what are you going to pay me for!"

"Oh." Yan Cheng still didn't look at him, and said without sincerity, "I'm really sorry."

Jing Tang snorted, and said confidently: "I'm hungry, I want to eat."

Yan Cheng thought: This brat has only been good for a few days, and now he doesn't even pretend.

"I'm hungry!" Seeing that Yan Cheng was still sitting still, Jing Tang yelled again, and deliberately shouted, "Husband!"

"Husband hubby hubby! Your lovely wife is starving to death!"

Yan Cheng couldn't take it anymore, so he got up and went to buy him something to eat.

There is no takeaway delivery at this point, and all restaurants are closed. Only a 24-hour convenience store near the hospital still has people working.Yan Cheng originally only wanted to buy something nutritious, but thinking about Jing Tang's fanatical love for junk food, he finally bought half of it.

It was late at night, and the inpatient department was quiet.The main entrance has been closed, leaving only a small door guarded by security guards to facilitate the entry and exit of medical staff on duty.

Yan Cheng went in through the small door, and gave the security guard a bag of soft China, thanking him for accommodating him in going in and out late at night.

Most of the patients were already asleep, and only a few small lights were on in the corridor.Yan Cheng carried a bag of food, walked lightly, got out of the elevator car, walked to the end of the corridor, and opened the door of the ward at the end.

The lights in the ward were turned off at some point, and the curtains were drawn, making it pitch black.Yan Cheng stood still at the door, and was about to reach out to touch the light switch, but his wrist was suddenly pulled.

A soft sole accidentally stepped on his leather shoe and quickly moved away. Then, a pair of thin arms wrapped around his waist, and their fingers crossed behind his waist.

He looked at a pair of bright eyes, and let the other party touch his lips lightly.

——It is very familiar softness.

"Yan Cheng, thank you." Jing Tang buried her cheeks in Yan Cheng's neck, and said in the darkness with a voice that was almost breathless, "...I'm sorry."

Yan Cheng unconsciously squeezed the plastic bag tightly in his hand.

If it wasn't because Jing Tang was still weak, he would really want to do more intimate things with him.

The author says:

Uncle Yan: I was tricked by this bastard for a second.

Xiaotang: Have fun!