your glory my sniper

The feeling at night is very wonderful, it can always smooth all the edges and corners virtually, so that everything can be softened.

Just like the look when the two looked at each other.

Covered with starlight, lingering and long.

Ling Jibei's fever has not subsided completely, his palms are still hot, and there is a touch of blush on his face, which is somewhat ambiguous in the dim light.

Yu Jianglan was silent for a long time, then sighed softly: "Lingling..."

"Brother Lan, don't rush to answer."

Yu Jianglan felt that the child's hand holding her loosened uncomfortably for a moment, and then he mustered up courage to grasp it tightly again, looking as if he was afraid.

Afraid that I would reject him.

Ling Jibei: "Brother Lan, you can think about it for a long time, really, I won't rush you..."

"No, Lingling." Yu Jianglan shook his head, "I just don't know what kind of meaning you mean by cherishing, is it a friend, or..."

He stopped in the middle of speaking, looked at the other party seriously for a long time, his eyes were soft and determined, and continued: "In my opinion, the premise of cherishing is possession."

have.

"It's not a friend..." Ling Jibei's throat tightened, and he tried his best to suppress the heat in his eyes: "It's yours."

I'm yours.

The voice seemed like a world away, so low that he couldn't even hear it clearly.

Yu Jianglan smiled, understood, and said straightforwardly: "But I don't know how to fall in love."

This sentence obviously had something to do with it, Ling Jibei suddenly regained his energy, his eyes shone like obsidian, and said, "Didn't you and Ye Xi..."

"In just a few days, I held hands once." Yu Jianglan said as he lifted the quilt, revealing the two hands that were so tightly intertwined that he didn't even see him, his face was slightly red: "But it's not as good as you are now." tight."

Ling Jibei was overjoyed: "Just holding hands? No kisses or hugs?"

Yu Jianglan nodded.

Ling Jibei: "Then... what about that?"

Yu Jianglan raised his eyebrows: "Which one?"

Ling Jibei reluctantly let go of his hand, then patted his upturned palm lightly twice, making a "pop" sound.

"No." Yu Jianglan's face darkened, and he withdrew his hand, not to be held by him.

"That's great, hahaha, Brother Lan, I'm so happy!" Ling Jibei laughed uncontrollably, overly emotional, causing a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.

"Hmm..."

He couldn't help raising his hand to touch it, but Yu Jianglan stopped him in time: "Don't move, you're intubated down there."

Ling Jibei's pupils dilated slightly, obviously feeling a little weird, and then he became embarrassed: "Intubation? Where? Intubation below? Below!??"

"Stomach intubation, stomach." Yu Jianglan helplessly, while correcting, grabbed his hand and pressed it to the bedside, "What do you think about every day?"

Ling Jibei heaved a sigh of relief, and suddenly remembered the text message in Yu Jianglan's cell phone. He wanted to ask, but dared not.

I'm afraid that if this sentence is not said well, all previous efforts will be wasted, and Brother Lan will be angry again.

While hesitant to speak, Yu Jianglan said, "Still thinking about text messages?"

Ling Jibei was slightly stunned, looked at him, and nodded seriously.

"I didn't gamble, it was my uncle." Yu Jianglan lowered his head and peeled an apple, and said slowly: "He mortgaged his house and bet on the online gambling platform, the amount is getting bigger and bigger, I can't stop him, just You can start with the platform.”

Ling Jibei felt a little relieved, he didn't expect that the other party was really willing to tell him about the family affairs, so he helped him analyze seriously: "The servers of online gambling platforms are generally located abroad, so it is difficult to check, and even if it is checked At the end, in the end, the gambling money will also be confiscated, so we can only accept it."

"I know, so I'm trying to find a way to get in touch with some senior management of the platform, and maybe I can find an entry point offline." Yu Jianglan cut the apple into pieces, stuck it with a toothpick and handed it to Ling Jibei's mouth.

Ling Jibei shook his head while chewing on an apple: "Brother Lan, you are wrong, this is simply treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. Let alone the success rate and feasibility of this matter, even if you really get what you want, the platform will be blocked , Your uncle can wash his hands in a golden basin? How naive."

"At least, you can stop for a while."

"Then, find a new platform and start all over again?" Ling Jibei's thoughts were very clear, and he persuaded: "Facing such relatives who are gamblers, let's end it as soon as possible."

No, Yu Jianglan didn't want to.

But when grandma was around, he couldn't ignore Shen Qiang. No matter how bastard Shen Qiang was, he was still the son grandma cared about. He promised grandma that he would take good care of the family, so he couldn't break his promise.

Yu Jianglan smiled bitterly, did not speak, and continued to feed Ling Jibei apples.

The latter saw that he had something on his mind, so he stopped eating: "Brother Lan, don't worry about anything, can you tell me?"

Yu Jianglan didn't want to impose his troubles on the other party, so he shook his head, "It's nothing, come, have another bite."

"What did Liang Chong tell you in the lounge today?" Ling Jibei didn't hide any more, and asked directly, "Do you know what their family does?"

Yu Jianglan: "The new owner of the GOE team is said to have a background in real estate, and now he is starting to do the Internet."

Ling Jibei continued: "I thought he looked familiar when I came from the lounge today. I checked when you were chatting. His father is Liang Shan. He used to hang out in the same circle as my father, and they were all engaged in real estate. Later I I heard from my dad that he started to engage in the black industry."

Ling Jibei paused: "That is to open a casino, collect money and lend money, a business that is more shady than usury."

Yu Jianglan was silent for a while thoughtfully. From the perspective of a bystander, Liang Chong's words during the day did have a lot of irrationality.

He kept saying that 3000 million was bought to retire after his comeback, but in fact, he had already given the money to Shen Qiang for betting without reaching an agreement.

This is the biggest irrationality.

Based on what Ling Jibei said, there can only be one reason, that is, the online gambling platform that Shen Qiang bet on belongs to the Liang family, and Liang Chong is the big boss behind the scenes manipulating the trend of the gambling game.

"There is a debt collection organization under their company. If the debt cannot be collected within a certain period of time, it will be handed over to this organization to use various violent means to solve the problem. I heard that there have been several deaths." Ling Jibei said. He tilted his neck uncomfortably, "Brother Lan, doesn't your uncle owe his family money?"

Yu Jianglan's heart beat twice violently, and he remained silent.

Ling Jibei asked nervously, "How much do you owe?"

"3000."

Ling Jibei: "It's quite a lot."

"The 3000 million has been pre-stored on this platform, so the money can only be sold if the platform is blocked and the gambling funds are confiscated. Now that we know that Liang Chong is related to this platform, as long as we have evidence..."

"Brother Lan."

Halfway through the conversation, he was interrupted by Ling Jibei. The smile on his face disappeared, and he stared deeply at Yu Jianglan: "Have you ever thought about leaving this house? Leave them alone, okay?"

He finally managed to speak beyond the bottom line and lost his sense of proportion.

Seeing Yu Jianglan's serious expression and frowning, he raised a pair of cold eyes to look at him: "Tell me, how to leave? Why don't you care?"

He suddenly became emotional, and the corners of his eyes turned crimson.

"No one wanted me when I was eight years old. Without my grandma, I would have froze to death that winter. Now you let me leave her alone? Huh?"

"It's not Brother Lan, I didn't mean that, you can take your grandma out to live." Ling Jibei was still very weak, but at this time the anesthetic had worn off, and the abdominal pain suddenly became sharper.

He tried not to say anything, knowing that he had stepped on Yu Jianglan's minefield by mistake, he just kept apologizing: "I'm sorry Brother Lan, don't be angry, I'm just worried about you, I don't want you to take risks."

"I want to pick her up too, but she's sick and can't even remember who I am, so how could she be willing to go with me?" Yu Jianglan said with a sad smile, "In the end, it's my wishful thinking. What I thought of as filial piety was a shame."

What else can be done?

Ling Jibei looked at him distressedly, and stretched out his hand to pull the corner of his clothes: "Brother Lan, don't say that... um..."

Suddenly, he straightened his chest and abdomen, retracted half of his outstretched hand to grab the sheet under him, and raised his neck in pain.

"What's wrong?" Yu Jianglan became nervous, "Lingling? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Ling Jibei's head was covered with sweat, and his pale lips trembled slightly: "The incision suddenly hurts..."

Yu Jianglan realized that the anesthesia had passed, and quickly patted the bell: "Is this a bit?"

Ling Jibei replied truthfully: "The pain is unbearable, cut off the appendix, how could it be so... um... so painful..."

Yu Jianglan felt distressed, raised his hand to touch his forehead, it was very hot: "I still have a little fever."

Ling Jibei was as clingy as a kitten, screaming for pain while quickly grabbing Yu Jianglan's hand, rubbing it against his face endlessly.

Rubbing and acting coquettishly: "Brother Lan, why don't you give me a kiss, and I won't hurt if you kiss me once."

Yu Jianglan pinched his face and suggested: "I'll beat you up."

"Not kissing? Then hugging is fine too." Ling Jibei was not picky, and before he finished speaking, he was struggling to get up with his elbows leaning on the bed.

This frightened Yu Jianglan out of his wits. Seeing the drainage tube in his abdomen shake violently, he quickly got up and pressed him on the bed: "Ling Jibei! Is there something wrong with you! Try it again!"

Yu Jianglan leaned over, with both arms propped on Ling Jibei's shoulders, a huge sense of oppression and a strong hormonal aura came at the same time, Ling Jibei's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the pair of deep Black eyes.

His eyes were tender and tender, flowing slowly on Yu Jianglan's face, as if tracing the outline of his facial features little by little.

Yu Jianglan was a little messed up by his staring, just when he wanted to get up, he saw Ling Jibei's handsome face suddenly turned into a feather, magnified infinitely in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, a touch of softness bloomed on his side cheek like a small flower.

Ling Jibei lifted his body, and kissed him lightly, and it succeeded.

Yu Jianglan was stunned.

...

But mother Ling rushed over in a hurry, pushed the door of the ward, and saw such a scene.

His own precious son shyly kissed the strange boy who was hitting him on the bed.

The posture of the two people at this time is indescribable.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-1523:06:11~2021-03-1701:14:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Ziyi Yaya#, Nakajima Atsushi-1;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mines: Atsushi Nakajima - 2; Yuzu Dingding, 1 black and white sesame dumpling;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Allow me to warm up for seven days, az. 6 bottles; Xia Feng and I are both passers-by with 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!