Slag Gong took the cannon fodder and accepted the script

Jiang Chengli woke up first. When he woke up, the sky was gloomy and he couldn't tell when it was. There was a thick layer of snow on the wall in the yard, and there were only a few sporadic paw prints.

He glanced at his watch, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and his stomach was growling.

There is still no electricity in the room, and the air conditioner fan is still open, but there is no heat.

Jiang Chengli leaned against Ji Xun's arms, and Ji Xun was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, his eyelashes as long as feathers.

Looking at his sleeping face, Jiang Chengli felt that his heart was full of swelling, as if something that made him feel hot all over and could not help but raise the corners of his mouth was about to overflow.

Jiang Chengli knew that he was finished.

Jiang Chengli's fever has subsided, his body is not cold, he stretched out his hand to touch his face, the tentacles were cold, and he almost lost feeling on his face.

Jiang Chengli moved his feet, and last night it was only painful, but now it hurts sharply when he moves.

He gritted his teeth and sat up, tucked in Ji Xun's quilt, and wanted to put on his clothes to find something to eat.

As soon as Jiang Chengli moved, Ji Xun opened his eyes. After a short period of confusion, he became sober in the blink of an eye.

"Morning." Ji Xun came over with a hoarse voice, smiled and kissed Jiang Chengli's lips, obviously in a good mood, and then touched Jiang Chengli's forehead: "It's not burning."

As soon as Ji Xun sat up, the quilt was completely lifted, and the remaining heat was completely swallowed, and Jiang Chengli shivered.

Ji Xun quickly put the down jacket thrown at the foot of the bed on Jiang Chengli, and other clothes were piled up beside him.

Jiang Chengli shivered while putting on his clothes, his stomach rumbled a series of times.

The cooing voice was a bit loud, "Are you hungry?" Ji Xun was silent, then asked.

Jiang Chengli didn't eat all day and night. He didn't feel hungry when he had a fever, but now he felt very hungry when he didn't have a fever, so he nodded.

"Wait." Ji Xun put on his clothes, simply cleaned up and went downstairs.

There were fine particles of snow floating in the yard. Ji Xun checked in the downstairs kitchen. There were rice, noodles, and vegetables and meat that had been neatly stacked together, but there was nothing that could be cooked without electricity.

He held up an umbrella and went out. Jiang Chengli was upstairs watching his figure coming out of the yard, waiting boredly. It took about half an hour before he heard the movement of the courtyard door. Ji Xungao's handsome figure pushed open the courtyard door, There is a thin layer of snow on the body.

Jiang Chengli's eyes lit up, and he hopped downstairs while leaning on the wall. Just as Ji Xun came in from the yard, he stomped the snow off his shoes on the ground. When he looked up and saw Jiang Chengli's movements, his face tightened, and he took three steps at a time. Supporting him: "Why did you get down?"

Jiang Chengli grinned at him, noncommittal.

Ji Xun first helped Jiang Chengli to sit on a chair, then put the newly bought thermos on the table in front of Jiang Chengli, and took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen: "Eat while it's hot, or it will get cold later."

"The snow was too heavy and the wires were damaged. There is a power outage in this area. It will take another day or two to repair." Ji Xun bought meals from a nearby small restaurant with its own generator, and brought them out of the thermos one by one. Two small bowls of lean meat porridge and a serving of stewed chicken wings, crab roe tofu and steaming rice.

Jiang Chengli wrinkled his nose, it was really uncomfortable without electricity, the only heat in the huge room was the food in front of him.

After downing a bowl of hot porridge, Jiang Chengli felt a little heat on his body.

After eating, the snow gradually stopped, and even the sun came out, shining white light on the snow, but even so, it didn't get much warmer.

Ji Xun, went to the next door to get some daily necessities and brought them back.

A few days later, Jiang Chengli's feet gradually improved, and the power supply returned to normal, but Ji Xun still lived with Jiang Chengli and did not leave.

Jiang Chengli lived a dull life at home, Ji Xun happened to go out on business, Jiang Chengli was bored by himself and had no one to talk to.

It happened that his feet also improved a lot, Ji Xun asked him not to let him go out, so he simply went out to relax.

When Jiang Chengli went out, he found that several families had just moved into the sparsely populated street. Jiang Chengli was taken aback. There were no people on the street at first. After he and Ji Xun moved here, he was still a little popular. Now when these people came, unexpectedly It looks a little crowded.

But Jiang Chengli didn't pay too much attention to it. He walked around twice with the crutch Ji Xun bought for him. He was tired from walking and was planning to go back. He passed by and saw a motorcade with a lot of furniture installed. Very luxurious.

Jiang Chengli took a look at the furniture and casually glanced in front of the convoy, only to find a very familiar figure from behind.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair but his back was straight, his hair was meticulously combed, he was wearing a light-colored suit and looked solemn and solemn, and his hand on the wheelchair was wearing a pair of out-of-date white gloves. The quaint house looked out of place.

This back figure was so familiar, Jiang Chengli stopped in his tracks and widened his eyes.

Seeing the familiar figure turning around, and seeing that person's face, Jiang Chengli suddenly mentioned that it was indeed him.

"Little uncle?" Jiang Chengli was surprised and delighted, leaning on a cane, walking towards him excitedly and tremblingly.

You Fan turned his head when he heard the familiar voice, turned the wheelchair and tugged at the white gloves on his fingertips, his expression was calm, without the slightest hint of surprise, "Master."

"Why... did you come to City K?" Jiang Chengli felt something was wrong when he came back to his senses. No one knew about his move here, and even Ji Xun only knew he had moved to this place when he saw his contract.

It is impossible for Ji Xun to tell others about this, so how did You Fan know?

If it was a coincidence, it would be too coincidental.

"Would you like to go to my newly bought house? My newly bought land, this place has a nice view." You Fan was at the front of the convoy, and the car door opened, "Come up and I'll take you there."

Jiang Chengli hesitated for a moment at the door of the car, and finally sat in with a cane.

The car drove for a long time, and the surrounding houses all looked similar, and Jiang Chengli couldn't tell the exact direction.

After about an hour, the car finally stopped. You Fan's house was some distance away from Jiang Chengli's, and it was much larger than his house, and the decoration was more luxurious.

Seeing that Jiang Chengli had trouble walking, You Fan coughed lightly: "Come over and help the young master."

A man in black came to help him, and Jiang Chengli recognized him as his bodyguard.

"Master, slow down." The bodyguard still habitually called Master Jiang Chengli.

Jiang Chengli filled most of the money into the company to fill in the loopholes. He asked Ji Xun, and he knew that the company's current situation is not bad. You Fan succeeded him as the chairman of the board, and the income of other shareholders did not have much impact.

Although the money Jiang Chengli left for himself is not worrying about food and clothing, but seeing the former employees, he still feels a little embarrassed.

You Fan's house has two floors, because You Fan's legs are inconvenient and even installed an elevator, Jiang Chengli was surprised when he stepped on the smooth marble floor when he entered, he didn't expect that the old-looking mansion from the outside is so prosperous , the appearance is hook and tenon, but the inside is full of sense of technology.

"Go up and have a cup of tea." You Fan supported the wheelchair and smiled warmly.

Jiang Chengli nodded, and was about to ask You Fan how he found this place, so he took the elevator up to the second floor.

On the second floor, Jiang Chengli was surprised by the luxurious and familiar decorations around, and thought of the inexplicable sense of familiarity from the moment he entered, and realized where the sense of familiarity came from.

It turned out that the decoration here was exactly the same as his former manor, whether it was room structure or furniture.

Jiang Chengli followed his memory and walked to the side of his former bedroom. The door was open. He looked in and found that even the bed and even the pillows were exactly the same as he remembered.

Subconsciously, Jiang Chengli got goosebumps, frowned, turned his head and asked You Fan: "Little Uncle, what does this mean? Why is it exactly the same as in the manor?"

You Fan smiled lowly: "When I bought this house, I remembered that the young master sold the manor, so I subconsciously decorated it according to the memory, thinking that the young master will come to live here, and I can live comfortably and familiarly."

"That's not necessary. If I want something sold, I will buy it back one day. I live quite comfortably by myself now." Although he knew that You Fan was kind, Jiang Chengli still couldn't understand the smile when he looked at You Fan A little uncomfortable, but after thinking about it carefully, I can't find the source of the ailment. You Fan's expression is the same as usual, and there is nothing abnormal about his attitude.

Just when Jiang Chengli felt that he was too sensitive, he heard You Fan ask: "Master lives alone now?"

Jiang Chengli thought for a while, and there was nothing to hide, so he said, "I'm with Ji Xun now."

Hearing this, You Fan didn't say anything, just lowered his head slightly and smiled, his bangs hanging down a little longer: "It's really rare, is the young master serious this time?"

When mentioning Ji Xun, Jiang Chengli's expression became much more relaxed, and he talked more, with a smile that he didn't notice himself: "Yeah, he's fine."

"It seems that Mr. Gu has been put down by you, I still don't worry about it for nothing." You Fan raised his head, his face was calm, a face that was too distinct in black and white, even the pupils were light glass-colored, and there were some fine bruises on his face. His lines didn't hide his handsomeness, but he looked a little pale and sickly.

Jiang Chengli was a little uncomfortable by You Fan's honorific title, he called You Fan's little uncle, and You Fan called him young master, it sounded awkward no matter how you heard it.

When he heard You Fan mentioning Gu Su Bai, he subconsciously reacted, his brows slightly frowned, his dark eyes blinked: "I was blind before."

"Have a cup of tea, it's getting cold." You Fan smiled and didn't say anything else.

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