Why did I bring forty pounds of bricks to the variety show?

The clouds at the bottom of my feet seemed to soften a little more.

This feeling of being distressed by others was so strange, Jiang Wangye's eyes felt a little sore, as if the previous wound on his body suddenly screamed and hurt.

He tugged at his bangs irritably.

"I don't need it." Jiang Wangye bit his lip, "You don't need to be so nice to me, and you don't need to feel sorry for me. I'm not trying to be hypocritical with you. I'm really living a good life now."

He has no regrets that need to be filled, and even occasionally feels hard work, but Jiang Wangye has a tenacity in him, and he can always stand up straight again against all difficulties to meet the next challenge and glory.

His life is cheap, and he can live a good life without being protected.

Warm fingers approached and gently took his hand.

There was a small wound on the back of Jiang Wangye's hand, which was accidentally scratched during dance practice before, he didn't take it seriously, and now the scar has formed.

Yue Lianzhou touched it lightly, "Does it hurt?"

Mingming didn't feel anything when he hit it, but when he touched it, the insignificant little wound felt sore and numb all the way to his heart.

Jiang Wangye pulled out his hand abruptly, frowning tightly.

"It doesn't hurt... I said I don't need it, don't look down on people." Facing Yue Lianzhou's gaze, Jiang Wangye's breath was stagnant, and that strange feeling overwhelmed him again, as if pouring a glass of alcohol into his heart. Honey Lemonade.

Seeing his expression, Yue Lianzhou was silent for a moment, and hugged him gently.

Jiang Wangye obviously didn't feel panicked when he was kissed by him, but being held in his arms so tenderly, his heart was beating wildly as if he couldn't bear it, and there were inexplicable tears in the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Wangye couldn't understand.

"Why?" He frowned, talking nonsense in a daze, "I've already sent you to my door, didn't you always want me, why did you tell me this... I don't need you to take care of me, really, don't feel bad about me .”

This feeling of being tenderly cared for was so strange that it even made Jiang Wangye a little scared.

His luck has always been bad, how could such a good thing happen to him?

Yue Lianzhou's voice stuck to his ear: "I know you don't need me to take care of you, if I don't stop, we can live a good life."

Jiang Wangye is a very mature adult, he knows what he is doing.

He will obediently let himself ask for it, and will smile and say good morning the next day without any grudges in his heart, because it is his own choice.

Ten years, 20 years, 50 years later, if neither of them changes their minds, they will grow old naturally.

Maybe when he gets old, he will feel that his life is not bad.

Because that's how Jiang Wangye came here, he never owned it, so naturally he doesn't think it's a big deal not to be cherished.

"But baby," Yue Lianzhou hugged him tightly, "I don't want you to live like this for the rest of your life."

Even if it's actually not too bad, Yue Lianzhou doesn't want to.

How can you bear it?

Knowing that fate was stingy enough to him, how could Yue Lianzhou be stingy to him?

Yue Lianzhou wanted him to taste the sweets that he hadn't tried.

Yue Lianzhou wanted to make up for the reward that fate refused to give him.

His life should not just be "not too bad."

"Why bother." Jiang Wangye's voice was hoarse.

Yue Lianzhou let go of him, and gently wiped away his rolling tears.

Only then did Jiang Wangye realize that he was crying, and he raised his hand in a panic to wipe away the tears, but someone held his hand.

Yue Lianzhou gently wiped away his tears and smiled.

"Jiang Wangye, you don't have to work so hard." He kissed his forehead and promised very dearly, "I will love you very much."

There was a heavy rain at night, and when it thundered, Jiang Wangye woke up from his dream in a daze, and found himself being hugged tightly, warm in his arms, and he fell asleep again.

After leaving Shenchuang Entertainment, Jiang Wangye rarely suffers from insomnia and rarely dreams.

Probably because it has never been so warm as today, Jiang Wangye had a strange dream in the second half of the night.

In the dream, he looked like he was seven or eight years old, wearing a red skirt, and living with his grandma in a forest hut with exaggerated colors.

Grandma went out to play mahjong and asked him to cook some meals for his mother to bring.

Standing on a low stool, Xiao Jiang Wangye struggled to cook two dishes, cooked a pot of porridge obediently, and put them in a food box.

He carried the food box and walked slowly into the depths of the forest.

A parrot saw him on the road and screamed, "Xiao Jiang Wangye is going to be beaten again!"

"No!"

The kid wanted to save face, put on his red hood angrily, and walked forward quickly with a food box in his hand.

The road is very long, with long thorns and thorns for a while, and it rains again for a while, and the potholes are full of mud.

Xiao Jiang Wangye accidentally fell and knocked the food box in his hand on the ground, spilling everything out.

The parrot laughed at him loudly: "Xiao Jiang Wangye knocked over the food box, he will be beaten!"

Xiao Jiang Wangye was stunned for a moment, and then started to cry.

At this moment, a huge shadow enveloped him.

An evil dragon descended from the sky, and the wind from its huge dragon wings bent the surrounding trees, and the noisy parrots were so frightened that they huddled under the overwhelmed branches and dared not speak.

The dragon looked at him and stretched out its claws.

Xiao Jiang Wangye, who thought he was going to be eaten, thought blankly, it would be nice to be eaten by a dragon.

But the dragon's claws gently wiped away the tears from his cheeks.

"Does it hurt?" the dragon asked.

"...Ah." Only then did Xiao Jiang Wangye realize that he had a new wound on his hand.

He has many injuries, but no one has asked him if it hurts.

"It doesn't hurt." Xiao Jiang Wangye stood up and patted the dirt on his body.

The evil dragon bent down, put its chin on the ground, and looked straight at him, as if it was going to pounce on him and eat him in the next second.

But it doesn't.

"As long as it's a wound, how can it not hurt?" The evil dragon sighed, and gently put him on his back.

Its back was very warm, and Xiao Jiang Wangye hugged it in fear of the cold.

The dragon took him back to his castle and placed him on top of his treasures.

Xiao Jiang Wangye sat on the pile of treasures and asked it: "Why don't you eat me?"

The dragon's voice was very soft, "Because I can't bear it."

It was bright.

When Jiang Wangye woke up, he remembered that he seemed to have had a dream, what a dragon, what little red riding hood, what grandma...

Can't remember the exact story, but it was a sweet dream.

In a candy-colored dream, he tamed a dragon.

Because of the rain at night.There was a pungent smell of plant sap in the air.

During breakfast, Yue Lianzhou checked the travel guide.

"There is an ancient town in City C, which is okay, do you want to visit it?"

Jiang Wangye hesitated, "What if we go out and get photographed?"

"I have a wig."

"..."

"Want to go?"

Jiang Wangye ate the last bite of the steamed stuffed bun, "Let's go."

The ancient town has a strong commercial atmosphere, but there is actually nothing to do here.

But Jiang Wangye has almost no travel experience. When filming "Friends Travel", he said it was travel, but he was surrounded by a bunch of cameras and people from the program team. After all, he was still recording programs.

He was wearing a wine-red wig, black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a hat and mask. Even if Yu Qiaobei stood in front of him, he couldn't recognize him.

"Do you wear earrings?" Yue Lianzhou showed him his collection, "How about this one? The workmanship is exquisite."

"No."

Yue Lianzhou took out another one, "Couple style."

"..."

Yue Lianzhou smiled, gently pinched his earlobe, and put the silver ring-shaped stud on his ear.

After wearing it, I looked at it carefully, "It suits you very well."

After all, put the other on your ear.

Two masters of disguise are out the door.

Because it just rained, there are not many people in the ancient town, and the shops are one after another. It is better to say that it is an ancient town than an ancient town commercial street.

Jiang Wangye seldom went shopping, and he lost interest after ten minutes of shopping.

Yue Lianzhou was in high spirits, and would bargain with the shopkeeper, buying two couple bracelets and two couple necklaces.

Jiang Wangye couldn't hold back when he was looking at the couple's T-shirts.

"Don't want these, it's too ugly." Jiang Xiaoxing, who is very aesthetic, frowned, "I'll send it to you when I get back."

"Send what?" Yue Lianzhou asked knowingly.

"Forget it." Jiang Wangye turned to leave, but he grabbed his wrist.

"Yes, how can I not want what my boyfriend bought for me?" He even raised his eyebrows, "Buy more, I'll wear them differently."

When he said "boyfriend" so naturally, Jiang Wangye pursed his lower lip uncomfortably, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the shopkeeper stunned.

"Be quiet."

The two walked away while chatting.

In the afternoon, the weather was sunny and a bit boring, Yue Lianzhou handed him the game controller.

"Do you play games?"

Jiang Wangye took it.

"beat."

The online games are updated, and the stand-alone games are not to be outdone. They are much richer than the stand-alone games he played at Yue Lianzhou's home during the holiday.

The two still played Mario.

The little thing that fixes the sewer has also become more colorful and smoother in motion.

After two rounds, Yue Lianzhou laughed.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, technology is advancing by leaps and bounds."

Jiang Wangye replied subconsciously: "I have practiced for so many years."

After all, I was taken aback.

Yue Lianzhou looked at him and reached out to rub his cheek.

Jiang Wangye looked into his eyes, "It's the boat team, don't look at me like this for such a trivial matter...it's so hypocritical."

"Okay." Yue Lianzhou looked away and picked up the handle again.

Before the start, he asked, "Have you practiced for a long time?"

"Don't ask."

"Ah."

But after the start of the game, Yue Lianzhou's character remained still.

"Why, make me feel like I'm hurting you on purpose." Jiang Wangye muttered.

Yue Lianzhou reached out to hug him.

"You didn't mean it, but there's no way, I still feel bad."

Many years ago, he just picked up a stray puppy and played games with him.

After Yue Lianzhou left, this puppy played with him by himself, how could he not feel distressed?

It was also dramatic when the two separated.

After Yue Lianzhou threatened Li Youjie that time, Li Youjie was stable for a few days.

Jiang Wangye understood his position at home and didn't like to stay at home. He often went downstairs to look for Yue Lianzhou during the day, and didn't really want to go back at night.

Mother Jiang was afraid that there would be another dispute between her own son and adopted son, and she was happy to see him not coming home.

Li Youjie felt ashamed, and after a few days of stability, he began to find fault with his stepmother.

Jiang Wangye forgot to bring his English homework home one day, and when he returned home at noon, he opened the door of his stepfather's house, and happened to see Li Youjie picking at him.

Seeing him coming in, Li Youjie was silent for a moment, and then his voice became louder.

"Fried vegetables are so salty, don't you need money for salt at home?"

Jiang's mother immediately served the food, "It's not delicious, then I'll make another one... Ono is back? Are you eating at home?"

The stepfather was also very polite, "Are you still used to living at your classmate's house these two days? Do you want to come back and live?"

Jiang Wangye lowered his eyes, "No need, I'll take my homework and leave."

When he closed the door, he heard Li Youjie behind him with a strange look.

"Do you buy a lot of vegetables? You don't need money to eat?"

He didn't hear what his mother said.

But it doesn't matter.

Jiang Wangye stayed with Yue Lianzhou for more than ten days.

Yue Lianzhou usually has a loose personality, has a lot of whimsical ideas, and likes to tease him very much.

Jiang Wangye could always be teased and comforted by him, and then he was teased and comforted again. He didn't know why Yue Lianzhou was so patient.

Yue Lianzhou is very particular about eating and drinking. He changes ways to make Jiang Wangye eat more every day. He tutors Jiang Wangye with his homework and also teaches him to play games. He is a very good brother.

Jiang Wangye has no talent for games, and he is not very addicted to it, but he really likes to play Mario with him. He thinks the two villains jumping around on the TV are very enjoyable.

When he was not playing games with Jiang Wangye or helping him with his homework, Yue Lianzhou played a game called "League of Legends" on the computer all day long. It was said that it was very good and ranked first in the country.

Jiang Wangye didn't understand, so he hoped to study hard and get into a good university.

Living here in Yuelianzhou, Jiang Wangye is embarrassed to eat and live for nothing, and rushes to do any housework.

Yue Lianzhou originally thought that the kid had thin arms and legs, and asking him to work was a bit child abuse.

But the kid has a lot of self-esteem, and he is still angry if he is not allowed to do it.

Yue Lianzhou had no choice but to refer to the salary of a housekeeper in Shanghai.

"That way, I will hire child laborers and pay you monthly wages."

"I don't want your money."

"It's not my money, it's the wages you deserve," Yue Lianzhou showed him back to 58.com, "Look, this housekeeper earns 6000 yuan a month, but you are a child laborer. Can you get [-]% off your salary?"

The child was very stubborn: "It is enough for you to let me eat and live in your house, I don't need money."

"[-]% off, no lower, this is the last bottom line for capitalists."

"I do not……"

"Objection is invalid, [-]% discount." Yue Lianzhou rubbed his hair with a smile, "Your labor is very valuable."

Jiang Wangye pursed his lower lip, thinking that it was okay, when he got paid, he would return the money to him himself.

But no one expected that Jiang Wangye did not wait until Yue Lianzhou paid him his first month's salary.

Yue Lianzhou has a competition in the next city to participate in, and it takes three days to go back and forth.

He left the spare key of the room for Jiang Wangye, and also gave him his mobile phone number.

"You stay here first, and if you need something, go to the small store and call me... Tsk, I should give you a mobile phone. When my brother comes back, I will bring you the latest fruit machine."

"I don't want it, the school doesn't allow mobile phones."

"Why listen to it?" Yue Lianzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and reached out to pinch his cheek, "It's okay, we won't bring it to school, we'll use it at home."

The kid who refused to accept other people's gifts still shook his head: "I wish you a smooth competition."

"Tsk." Yue Lianzhou flicked his forehead with his fingers, "Stubborn, he must be an antique when he grows up...Okay, the competition went well, see you in three days."

On the second day after Yue Lianzhou left, the haggard mother Jiang came to find her.

"Xiaoye, youjie will come back for an internship next semester," she smiled wryly, "There are not enough rooms at home, look...how about you go back to your hometown to go to school? You are more comfortable in your hometown, unlike here, the dialect is difficult to understand, I listen to you Say you can’t understand the teacher’s lectures, and the quality of teaching in your hometown is better.”

"Your uncle will come here tomorrow, just in time to take you back."

The son who has always been very obedient lowered his head and did not speak.

Mother Jiang shed tears.

"Mom doesn't want to be separated from you, but you know the situation at home, Xiao Ye, I understand that you have been wronged all the time, but you should also think about my difficulties..."

"Ms. Jiang." The 15-year-old high school sophomore raised his head with a calm face, "I'm more used to it in my hometown. I don't understand the dialect here. The quality of teaching in my hometown is very good. I've been wronged all the time, as you all know. "

"You know everything, but you just want Li Youjie to bully me, just to use me as a stepping stone, so that everyone can see how successful you are as a stepmother!"

Mother Jiang stared wide-eyed, and looked at her son in disbelief: "Jiang Wangye, how can you say that? I am your own mother! Where would you be without me!"

"I'd rather you never gave birth to me," Jiang Wangye gritted his teeth with reddened eyes, "Don't you also regret that you gave birth to me?"

On the day he beat Li Youjie, he saw the loving half-way couple helping him through the cat's eye through the door. When he walked to the door, Ms. Jiang spoke.

"I wish I had known that at the beginning... I hadn't given birth to him."

Uncle came to pick him up the next day and was surprised when he saw him.

"How did Ono lose so much weight? Why is his face so red?"

Jiang Wangye shook his head, "It's fine."

The car departed at three o'clock in the afternoon, and Jiang Wangye put the keys of Yue Lianzhou's house under the flowerpot at the door.

He originally went to the small shop to call Yue Lianzhou, but no one answered the phone, maybe the other party was in a competition.

Jiang Wangye wrote a letter explaining the situation and thanking him for taking him in.

But when he was about to throw it in through the crack of the door, Jiang Wangye hesitated, tore up the letter, and took out the paper again.

"The key is under the pot, thank you."

He simply left this sentence.

To the other party, he might just be a neighbor's kid, and it doesn't matter where he went.

When leaving, Jiang Wangye took one last look at Yue Lianzhou's door, as if taking one last look at his own fairy tale kingdom.

In this fairy tale kingdom, he has a brother who treats him very well, and he has a very warm house that will not drive him away. He has enough food and warm clothes, and he will not be beaten or scolded.

Now the fairy tale has woken up.

Jiang Wangye has grown up.

"After I went back, I heard that you went back to your hometown to go to school," Yue Lianzhou put his chin on his neck, "but why didn't you call me?"

Jiang Wangye didn't speak.

Yue Lianzhou "tsk", "Then let me guess? Lost your phone number?"

"No."

"The school is so strict that you are not allowed to make phone calls?"

"No."

Yue Lianzhou sighed, "Is that because you feel... that you are a trouble?"

This time the person in the arms didn't speak.

Yue Lianzhou kissed his earlobe, and Jiang Wangye shivered sensitively.

"Do you know that my mobile phone number has never been changed again."

After a while, the person in his arms spoke.

"know."

"Know?" Yue Lianzhou was surprised, "When did you know? Oh yes, we switched phone numbers during the recording."

"It wasn't that time," Jiang Wangye closed his eyes, "You asked this yourself, and you didn't mean to make your heart hurt...just, five years ago."

Five years ago when he first left Shenchuang Entertainment, he was thrown a generation of confetti by his former fans, and was cursed by the fans that night.

Jiang Wangye sat in the living room alone without turning on the light, turned on Weibo and watched a lot of cursing on his Weibo.

At that time, he was not yet strong and iron-boned, watching those fans who once said "like" to him on his Weibo scolded him in comments, in private messages, and cursed himself with vicious words, Jiang Wangye was like a Stepped into the swamp.

The swamp of dirt held him tightly, dragging him into the endless abyss.

In the feeling of suffocation, Jiang Wangye clicked the dial button and dialed the number that he had memorized countless times for the first time.

This time someone on the other side quickly picked it up.

"Hey?"

The familiar voice was still smiling, Jiang Wangye's lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

He didn't know what to say, so he hung up the phone without saying a word.

But the swamp that had been pulling him down was gone.

Since then, Jiang Wangye has gradually become stronger. He no longer needs external support, and he can deal with all malice well.

Yue Lianzhou was silent for a moment, really distressed.

On the contrary, Jiang Wangye was a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing. Now that I think about it, I was still too young at that time, and I took other people's words too seriously. Public figures are actually like this, who hasn't been scolded a few times." Jiang Xiaoxing was not used to being so tired, and left his arms. Pick up the gamepad again.The two Marios have been killed by the turtle because the operator does not move, and GAMEOVER is very conspicuous on the screen.

Jiang Wangye elbowed him, "Play games, play games."

Yue Lianzhou listened to him and started the next round.

The two didn't talk about the previous topics, and chatted for a while about industry gossip.

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Wangye was aroused by Mario to play games.

"Continue to play games?" He was eager to try, ""League of Legends" is also fine, I'm not very good at eating chicken. Or do you have any other games you want to play?"

Yue Lianzhou paused for a moment, and thought for a while, "Well, I've been playing all afternoon, do you want to go out to exercise tonight?"

"Where to go?"

"There's a park nearby." Yue Lianzhou said, opening the cabinet next to the shoe cabinet.

Looking at the things he took out from the cabinet, Jiang Wangye was taken aback.

Yue Lianzhou put the skateboard on the ground and slid it twice, kicked it with his foot, and the skateboard obediently jumped into his hands, with the kind of loose but gentle smile from back then.

"How about it? Do you want to learn how to skateboard?"

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Changed the cover for me!