intangible heritage

Jiang Xun half-armed Qin Rong to the side of the bed. The person in his arms was still trembling, and the uncontrollable sobs escaped intermittently.

Jiang Xun had never seen Qin Rong like this before, it was like a computer that had been damaged by a virus, and all the programmed programs had collapsed.

He exhaled heavily, and kissed Qin Rong's hair top after time. There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the soft hair, and he could clearly smell it. Qin Rong must have been to Mingci Hospital.

Jiang Xun raised Qin Rong's face, and kissed the corner of his lips soothingly, "Brother, it's all over."

No matter how painful and dark it is, it seems to be a thing of the past.

Qin Rong's sudden pain actually made Jiang Xun puzzled. It was as if Qin Rong had lost that memory, and then learned about everything he had endured in another way.

When Jiang Xun looked up at Qin Rong again, he found that his eyes were scattered and his mind was in a trance.

"elder brother?"

He called a few more times, but Qin Rong still didn't give him any response.

He suddenly became nervous and got up to look for someone.

As soon as he left, Qin Rong, who lost his reaction, started to operate instantly like an instrument plugged in.

I saw him covering his head, and fell into the bed in pain, his whole body curled up desperately, his upper lip touched his lower lip, and his teeth rattled inside.

The scar on Jiang Xun's arm is like pressing the switch of the TV. The screen is full of garbled characters, accompanied by the sound of rustling electricity, followed by the countless pictures in front of him. It seems to be hundreds of times faster. It is not clear what scene is above.

He tried desperately to see clearly, but it only made himself more painful.

At the same time, roars came from all directions, hitting his eardrums, causing ringing in both ears.

And the roar is repeating, its content is only two words - brother.

brother.

brother, brother.

Every sentence contained boundless resentment, which stimulated Qin Rong's blood to surge, the smell of blood rose from his throat, and his eyes suddenly went dark.

"I have been to Mingci Hospital."

This was the first sentence Qin Rong said when he woke up.

His lips trembled, and his whole face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of white powder.

Jiang Xun took Qin Rong's cold hand and pressed it to his chin. He didn't care whether Qin Rong had been to Mingci or not. He lowered his voice, as if suppressing panic, "Brother, you scared me."

Only 5 minutes later, when he went back, Qin Rong had already passed out.

Qin Rong moved his fingertips, lowered his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Six years ago, I went to Mingci Hospital to see you."

Jiang Xun was startled, he pursed his lips, and said after a while, "It's the past, brother, don't think about it anymore."

Qin Rong stared at Jiang Xun, and suddenly burst into tears while staring at Jiang Xun. He said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."

It's a thing of the past.

But how could he forget such an important matter.

Before fainting, he finally captured a scene, and this scene was deeply imprinted in his mind like a branding iron.

In the dark ward, Jiang Xun's hands were handcuffed to the hospital bed, his eyes were scarlet, like a wild beast, roaring and howling, desperately trying to break free from the shackles.

And he stood beside Qin Sheng, one meter away from Jiang Xun, condescending, and looked at Jiang Xun coldly like a pile of garbage.

Qin Rong looked at himself in the picture, and almost dared not admit that it was him.

His teeth were chattering uncontrollably. What did he do in that lost memory?

Jiang Xun got up distressedly, hugged Qin Rong into his arms, and put it next to his ear, and kept saying, "I don't feel hurt anymore, and I'm not sad, brother, I don't want to torture you with these past events, and you don't want to hurt yourself." torture yourself."

Before sending Qin Rong to the hospital, Uncle Chen said worriedly, did Mr. Rong fall ill again?

It was only then that Jiang Xun realized that Qin Rong had mental problems, and thinking about the reaction between them, he probably knew why Qin Rong was like this.

During the darkest moment in Jiang Xun's life, Qin Rong was considered half of the participants, but he forgot all about it.

If it were someone else, he might have been furious long ago, but Jiang Xun was not angry or unwilling about it. He was only glad that Qin Rong forgot.

He can bear all the pain alone, and remember it alone.

He didn't want Qin Rong to frown or shed a tear.

It took Qin Rong a long time to say: "Don't you hate it?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xun rubbed against Qin Rong's ear with great nostalgia, "I hate it." He felt the person in his arms go stiff all of a sudden. He sat up straight and smiled softly, "I hate you." Hate brother for not loving me."

"Brother, if you feel sorry for me, love me well." Jiang Xun put Qin Rong's hand on his chest, and could feel his strong heart beating, "It doesn't matter if you think I'm kidnapped morally.

I don't want you to like me, I want you to love you, I want you to have no one but me in your heart, old things are not good, even Qin Nian will be jealous of me. "

Jiang Xun spoke very seriously, as if he was praying for his greatest wish to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

He wants Qin Rong.

From the beginning of love when he was young to now that time has changed, all he wants is this person.

Qin Rong was fine, he woke up in the hospital, and was discharged after a morning of observation, but because of this, he missed Donglin's school celebration.

He personally called Donglin's principal to apologize and promised to renovate the school building.

The principal did not refuse, but sincerely thanked him.

Jiang Xun was driving the car, his brows and eyes were gloomy, he saw Qin Rong looking at him out of the corner of his eye, he pulled out a hand, reached out to the co-pilot, and held Qin Rong's hand accurately.

Slightly cold, with thin calluses on the palms, rubbing these half-soft and half-hard calluses on the pulp of the fingers, Jiang Xun said, "What do you want to ask, brother?"

Qin Rong's complexion was not very good, he was still haggard, he didn't know where to start asking, but he wanted to know all about Jiang Xun's six years.

So, he chose a relatively simple question: "Where did you go after Wei Yuanzhi saved you?"

When Qin Sheng was alive, he investigated Jiang Xun's whereabouts, but he didn't have any real power, so the results were naturally unsatisfactory.

Jiang Xun said, "I've never left Frost City."

Qin Rong's pupils opened slightly.

"Song Mengsheng's father knew Lao Wei. When he got Lao Wei out, Lao Wei took me with him." He smiled, and while waiting for the traffic light to be free, he brought Qin Rong's hand to his lips, bowed his head very He took a light bite, "Well, there's nothing to say next."

But there is nothing to say about these, which is the key.

Qin Rong moved his fingertips slightly and scratched Jiang Xun's palm, as if signaling him to continue talking.

Jiang Xun clasped Qin Rong's fingertips, turned a corner, and stopped on the side of the road. He leaned forward, with a faint smile on his handsome brows, "There is a fee for listening to stories. Brother, give me a kiss." , I’ll just go on and talk about it, okay?”

He still remembered the kiss that Qin Rong offered to send yesterday.

Warm breath rushed towards his face, Qin Rong looked at him for a while, neither said nor moved, Jiang Xun thought that Qin Rong was unwilling, so he smiled resentfully, and was about to withdraw his body, but Qin Rong grabbed his collar suddenly , Kijibaba kissed him.

Lips touched lips, breaths intersected, Qin Rong opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Xun, and didn't make a move.

Jiang Xun quickly realized, he smiled very lightly, "Brother, don't you stick out your tongue?"

Qin Rong's ears turned red instantly, but he didn't push Jiang Xun away. He stuck out his tongue very obediently, and carefully kissed Jiang Xun's lips with his tongue.

Sentimental as if never kissed.

Jiang Xun's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the strings in his brain suddenly broke. He grabbed the back of Qin Rong's head and kissed her almost rudely.

Both of them were out of breath, and Jiang Xun let go of his hand. He bit Qin Rong's lower lip, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's a foul."

After Qin Rongping recovered his breath, he asked, "Can I continue?"

If it wasn't for his lips still red, who would have thought that his serious look was just kissed.

But it's this appearance that makes people even more distracted.

"Change to another place, brother." Jiang Xun's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand to pinch Qin Rong's waist, "I'll tell you slowly."

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