intangible heritage

Qin Rong seldom has a look of great sadness and joy on his face. He can laugh and be annoyed, but these emotions are like a pre-set program, within a fixed range.

But Jiang Xun knew that it was actually very simple to distinguish Qin Rong's emotions. One could tell by looking at his complexion. Qin Rong was born white and had a cold color like porcelain. It will be like a delicate, unpopular porcelain puppet.

Now that this porcelain puppet appeared in front of his eyes again, Jiang Xun knew that his short-term quick talk had achieved the result he wanted, and that he would have a hard time, and Qin Rong would not.

But he was not in the mood of joy at all, and even filled with unspeakable dull pain.

The smile gradually turned into a frown, and Jiang Xun said impatiently, "Go back if you have nothing to say."

He was about to close the door with a shake of his hand, but was stopped by another resistance.

Qin Rong raised his eyes and asked with trembling lips: "Will humiliating me like this make you happier?"

These words seemed to hit Jiang Xun's mind, his back suddenly became stiff, and he gritted his teeth, "Why am I happy?"

Qin Rong said, "You're upset, aren't you?"

In fact, it is not difficult to guess that all of Jiang Xun's bad emotions started to intensify at one point, and that point was Qin Nian, who had a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.

Jiang Xun spat out two words indifferently, "Fart."

Qin Rong clasped his palms on the door to prevent Jiang Xun from closing it, his body was still a little shaky, "Okay, then assume that you are not, then, you want me to see clearly the sincerity, is it like this?"

Deliberately humiliate him and embarrass him.

"No."

Jiang Xun blurted out, his face turned green the next second, and he looked at Qin Rong.

There seemed to be some sadness on Qin Rong's face - a sadness almost of disappointment.

Jiang Xun froze for a moment, and after a long time, he shrugged his shoulders as if admitting he had fallen. He let go of his hands, covered his face with one hand, and admitted reluctantly, "Yes, I'm not happy."

The existence of Qin Nian was telling him that Qin Rong never had a place for him in his heart. When the old thing was alive, he couldn't grab it, and when the old thing was dead, he couldn't grab it even more.

How can he snatch a dead person?

Speaking of it, he didn't even have the stance to get angry.

Jiang Xun laughed at himself, and closed the door without waiting for Qin Rong to speak.

Qin Rong's hands were frozen in the air, and the dark door panel was like a cliff, separating the two of them far away.

"A Xun," Qin Rong called through the door, "let's talk."

Jiang Xun ignored him.

Qin Rong just stood there.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Nian woke up. Seeing that there was no one in the room, she thought that Qin Rong had disappeared again, so she ran out crying to find Qin Rong.

Qin Rong had no choice but to leave with Qin Nian in his arms.

Later, Qin Nian lay on his side and fell asleep peacefully again, but his hands were still tugging at his sleeves. Qin Rong didn't pay much attention, and turned around inadvertently, the collar and sleeves were dragged to his wrists, cumbersome stacked together.

The cold-toned arm was just exposed to the air, with countless scars on it, extending from the forearm to the arm, like a broken vase that was glued again.

He suddenly woke up, his body trembling uncontrollably at the same time.

He felt lucky, fortunately Jiang Xun didn't come out, if he did, what could they talk about?

He didn't even dare to let Jiang Xun see him taking off his clothes.

The more he thought about it, the more Qin Rong felt that he couldn't breathe. He leaned against the bed panting, opened the drawer, took out a glass jar with a yellow label from the bottom, twisted it open eagerly, and took out a glass jar from inside. Put the sugar into his mouth like a first aid medicine, until the rich peach fragrance burst into his lips and teeth, saving his life.

He stared at the body of the jar, the sugar has changed from a full jar to now only one-third of it is left, and the sweetness at the beginning slowly mixed with bitterness over time.

The candy has been around for some time, and I don't know when it expired, but because it was given to him by Jiang Xun when he was young, he has been refusing to throw it away.

He asked Jiang Xun what he wanted countless times, but now, he didn't even know what he could want.

What he wanted was something he wasn't even entitled to.

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As the due date was approaching, Sun Xiu was admitted to the hospital. When Qin Rong went, he had just finished the examination, supported his stomach, and moved to the bed with difficulty.

Qin Rong helped, and the moment his hand touched Sun Xiu's body, he obviously felt stiff suddenly.

He looked at the person coming in horror, and when he found out that it was Qin Rong, he was a little surprised, but quickly relaxed, and moved his body away as if to cover up, "I'll do it myself." He rubbed his hands, and there was unconcealable joy between his brows, " Why are you here?"

Qin Rong withdrew his hand and put the things he bought on the table, "Passing by, I'll come and see you."

Sun Xiu's face was much rounder, and there were two dimples when he laughed. He looked at the supplements on the table, and said in a soft voice: "I don't need to buy anything."

Qin Rong searched around, and when he was sure there was no sign of the third person, he asked, "Where's the nurse I found for you last time?"

Sun Xiu said softly, "I let her go."

"Why? Didn't she take good care of her?"

When Sun Xiu heard it, she waved her hands and shook her head like a rattle, "No, it's too expensive, 300 yuan a day!" He grabbed the quilt nervously, "It's already troublesome for you, why do you have the nerve to ask you to spend money?" .”

Qin Rong patted Sun Xiu's shoulder reassuringly, "Don't think about saving money for me, you helped me, you deserve it."

If nothing else happens, he will be the first high-level member of the Omega Association to enter as an alpha.

Sun Xiu shook her head, "You are the one who helped me a lot. Without you, I might have died on the operating table in the black clinic."

As soon as he imagined that scene, his body could not help but shiver, and the cold air rushed from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

Qin Rong pursed his lips, and didn't know what to say for a while, he was not very good at comforting people, sometimes it was better not to say the comfort that he racked his brains to say.

Sun Xiu didn't care, she stared softly at her stomach, "Do you want to pet him?"

Qin Rong asked: "Is it possible?"

"Yes." Sun Xiu lifted the quilt, her round belly could hardly be covered by her clothes.

Qin Rong stretched out his hand, and another heartbeat beat under his palm, which gradually coincided with his heartbeat.

This was a feeling he had never had before. Although he was pregnant before, when he was about six months pregnant, he fell ill, and then lay in bed all day long until Qin Nian was almost three months old. After that, he gradually regained his sanity.

Those nearly a year were like a dream, shrouded in mist. He had it in his memory, but he couldn't remember exactly what happened.

And since then, the memory of the past has become more and more blurred, like a ball of thick mill being dizzy with water.

But in the few years when he first entered the Qin family, he was very clear.Later, he went to the hospital for diagnosis and treatment. The answer given by the doctor was that the psychological pressure was too heavy. After a period of treatment, the effect was not good, so he gave up.

Now, feeling the faint heartbeat under his hands, he wanted to remember again.

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