My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

The indulgent smile on Jiang Biegu's face became a little stiff.

It's just four simple words, but it took him a lot of time to understand what it means. This feeling is very similar to his first lip-reading, reading word by word, and combining them together to interpret it. meaning.

I like you.

Did you say it to yourself?It should be, after all, I said I called my brother before, but there is not only one kind of liking.

"I like you too." Jiang Biegu said.

This is not a confession, it's just the brother's liking for the younger brother, the liking that fault tolerance said to himself, maybe it's just the younger brother's liking for the elder brother, there is no need to make a fuss.

It's just that even though he said so, Jiang Biegu knew very clearly that he couldn't convince himself of this reason, at least he didn't convince himself all of it.

He was still uneasy, but he tried his best not to think too much, and he didn't want to continue this topic. He just tolerated the mistake but didn't understand his intention to continue to maintain the status quo. He gave a wry smile, and rejected Jiang Biegu who reached out to help him hand, saying:

"Your likes are different from mine."

Jiang Biegu's finger stretched out slightly curled up when he saw the words of fault tolerance, and slowly retracted after a few seconds, the smile that was maintained on his face completely dissipated.

This time, he reluctantly raised the white flag for his reason, which was not convincing, and quietly exited from his thoughts.

But one reason was not enough, so he went to find another one. In just a few seconds, Jiang Biegu searched a lot, but found that none of the reasons applied to the scene in front of him.

At this moment, all his unpredictable methods in the market ceased.

If Fault Tolerance hadn't yelled 'Brother' just now, he could have convinced himself that Fault Tolerance had admitted the wrong person. If Fault Tolerance had just said 'I have someone I like', he would never have thought of himself. If Fault Tolerance hadn't Said it was a secret, maybe he would take it as a joke.

However, fault tolerance blocked every way for him to retreat, and he was caught off guard to face such a scene that he had never imagined.

So, he gave up, gave up and found a reason.

Standing quietly, looking at the fault tolerance.

It's never happened before... Jiang Biegu never thought that fault tolerance would like a man, like himself, and have feelings for him that he shouldn't have.

When did this happen?Why has he never felt this way?

I'm afraid it's not tolerance for drinking too much, it's me, right?But Jiang Bie was sure that he hadn't been drinking, and he was sure that the only one who was drunk was Tolerance.

So is there a possibility that the liking mentioned by fault tolerance is not the kind of liking that I thought?

Or, is he just dreaming, just talking nonsense?

Jiang Biegu is not a person who likes to avoid things. If there is something he doesn't understand, he usually asks directly. Now he can also ask Fault Tolerance directly, but when the words reach his lips, he chews them up.

If the fault-tolerant answer is not what he wants to hear, what mood and state should he face it?

If Fault Tolerance is just a friend of his who plays on the occasion, just a client of his wits and courage, and an employee paid by his company, maybe he has already asked the question and got the answer, but Fault Tolerance is not, he is his own family, Is his younger brother.

So this problem will not be as simple as one plus one equals two.

Before he figured out how to solve this matter, perhaps even Jiang Biegu himself could not face the wrong answer.

He tried to calm himself down.

Try to convince yourself that it is not unfounded that fault tolerance is really talking nonsense.

He couldn't conclude the matter just because of fault tolerance's one or two nonsense and drunken words, after all, he didn't find any evidence that fault tolerance liked him in the details of the past.

Maybe, maybe it was just a misunderstanding.

Jiang Biegu was in the battle between heaven and man, but Tolerance fell asleep again. To him, his appearance seemed like a dream, so to him, there was no disturbance at all.

Jiang Biegu stood quietly one step away from Fault Tolerance, looked at him for a long time, and finally stepped forward to wrap his arms around his neck and lay him down on the sofa.

He didn't force him to go back to sleep, turned up the temperature of the indoor air conditioner, didn't even cover him with a blanket, and left the house directly.

It's like he never showed up from the beginning to the end.

He didn't want fault tolerance to know that he had been here.

Ding Cheng was probably still worried. When Jiang Biegu went downstairs, Ding Cheng was already downstairs and was about to go up. When he saw Jiang Biegu coming down, he stopped, but when the question came to his lips, he changed it into another sentence:

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Jiang Biegu's complexion was so bad that anyone could see it.

Jiang Biegu shook his head, opened the car door and got in the car. Ding Cheng didn't expect such a scene at all. He looked up at the upstairs where the lights were dark, and then glanced at the man who was already sitting in the back seat, but frowned. Close your eyes and rest your mind. Jiang Biegu.

He was sure that something must have happened to the two of them, but Ding Cheng had no way of knowing, let alone asking at this time, and finally got into the car temporarily.

It was almost three o'clock when Jiang Biegu drove the car back to the villa without saying a word. When Jiang Biegu got out of the car, he left Ding Cheng behind:

"Just rest here, don't toss any more."

Ding Cheng was not very relieved about Jiang Biegu's state, so he nodded, "Okay."

The two entered the house, and Bean Sprouts greeted them. They must have been very sleepy and had no energy, but Jiang Biegu stopped at the entrance and looked at Bean Sprouts for a long time. Ding Cheng didn't know what to see, and was hesitating. It wasn't to remind him that there was still a meeting tomorrow morning, but Jiang Biegu had already looked away. His voice was a bit cold, but Ding Cheng could hear it clearly.

"Today I'm going to fault tolerance, don't let him know."

Ding Cheng was taken aback, this sentence undoubtedly confirmed that something must have happened between him and fault tolerance, but before he had time to ask why, Jiang Biegu went upstairs directly.

For some reason, Ding Cheng suddenly had a bad premonition that Jiang Biegu in front of him seemed to be cold again, and Ding Cheng hadn't seen him in this state for a long time.

Jiang Biegu didn't sleep all night, not because he didn't want to sleep, but because he couldn't sleep. He had a severe headache. When was the last time he was in such a state? Even closing your eyes is a luxury.

When Ding Cheng got up early and went downstairs the next day, he was startled when he saw his face.

"What happened last night? Why is your reaction completely wrong after seeing Fault Tolerance?"

Ding Cheng is Ji Mian's person, as long as Ji Mian has been away, he has been with him for as long as possible. There is no secret between them, and Jiang Biegu has never regarded Ding Cheng as just an assistant, but this matter, Jiang Bie So he didn't say anything, he just pinched his eyebrows wearily and said:

"Let me think again."

What are you thinking?Jiang Biegu actually didn't know either.

But he knew clearly that he didn't want to draw a final conclusion on this matter.

-

When fault tolerance woke up, he had a splitting headache, an experience he had never experienced before.

Before, I always watched Jiang Biegu get drunk and feel uncomfortable. He has never drunk too much himself, but this time he really tasted the taste of drunkenness. It is really uncomfortable, but it is not without benefits. He slept Yes, even had a dream.

I dreamed that Jiang Biegu came to see me, and I couldn't help but tell him that I like him.

Jiang Biegu in the dream seemed to respond to him, saying he liked him too.

He knew it was wrong and shouldn't be like this, but fortunately it was a dream, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with the indulgence in the dream, since it was just his carnival anyway.

Anyway, he might never be able to say what he really likes in his life.

The clock on the wall showed that it was ten o'clock.

Still didn’t want to move very much. Fortunately, there was no class in the morning, so he could continue to let himself lie down for a while, but the ringing of the mobile phone made him unable to lie down, so he was forced to get up. I threw the mobile phone here casually, and saw that it was Jiang Zheng's call and answered it:

"Is something wrong?"

"It's okay." Jiang Zheng said, "I'm afraid you drank too much yesterday and won't be able to get up for class, so please harass me."

"get up."

"That's fine." Jiang Zheng had nothing else to say: "See you in the afternoon."

Tolerance answered and hung up the phone. When he threw the phone away, he saw a few missed calls on it. The rest of the people were fine, but Jiang Biegu's missed call made Tolerance frowned immediately.

Because of the reason that he couldn't hear, Jiang Biegu had never called him. He had been videoing and sending messages all the time. What happened to make him call directly?

Tolerance wanted to call back, but hung up at the moment he dialed the number, and dialed Ding Cheng's number instead, because no matter what he said, Jiang Biegu couldn't hear it.

Ding Cheng was in a meeting in the conference room when he felt the phone vibrate. He glanced down at the phone screen, hesitated for a moment, and got up and went out to answer it:

"Tolerance?"

"Brother Ding Cheng." The fault-tolerant voice was a little anxious: "I drank too much yesterday and didn't hear the phone ring. I saw that my brother called me. What happened?"

"No." Ding Cheng said: "Your brother was a little worried last night when Mr. Xu said that he couldn't reach you, so he dialed your number. Later, he was relieved to know that you were safe from your classmates."

Fault tolerance breathed a sigh of relief: "My brother is in the company?"

"Yes." Ding Cheng said, "In a meeting."

"That's fine, as long as it's okay, I won't bother him, and I'll go there after school in the afternoon."

Ding Cheng didn't speak for two seconds. He felt that Jiang Biegu didn't really want to see Fault Tolerance, but he had to say this, and Fault Tolerance's sensitive mind might want to come here now, so he responded:

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Cheng looked at Jiang Biegu who was sitting there frowning through the glass of the conference room. The uneasiness that had grown up since last night became even greater, but Ding Cheng didn't know what happened.

When Ding Cheng walked into the office again, the team leader of Team 1 of the project department quietly raised his hand. Ding Cheng looked over, and the team leader smiled wryly:

"Tezhu Ding, what's wrong with Mr. Jiang?"

Maybe it's because of lack of sleep, maybe it's a headache, or maybe it's because the problem Tolerance gave me last night was too difficult to solve, so that Jiang Biegu didn't work at all, and even in the middle of the meeting, he often lost his mind. The report was over, but Jiang Biegu didn't seem to listen at all.

This is something that has never happened.

Ding Cheng glanced at the crowd, walked over and bent over to pat Jiang Biegu's wrist. When he recovered and looked at him, Ding Cheng said softly:

"Why don't we just do this for now."

Ding Cheng's words made Jiang Biegu understand. Looking at the crowd, he realized that he had lost his composure.

"Sorry." Jiang Bie got up, "It's because I'm not in good shape. Thank you for your hard work. I will go through the plan again. If there is any problem, Ding Tezhu will let everyone know. Let's do this first, and waste everyone's time."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the conference room. Ding Cheng watched his back and packed his things and followed him out.

Back in the office, Jiang Biegu took off his suit and threw it on the back of the chair. Ding Cheng walked in at this time, saw all his irritability, walked over, and put the meeting materials on the desk , hesitating for a moment or speaking:

"Tolerance called me just now."

Jiang Bie didn't see this sentence clearly, thinking he was talking about work, so he forced himself to focus:

"What did you say?"

Ding Cheng looked at him: "Tolerance called me just now."

As if he didn't expect Ding Cheng to say such a sentence, Jiang Bie was stunned for a moment before he opened his mouth. His tone was not enthusiastic, but it was not indifferent:

"What did you say?"

"The two calls you made to him yesterday made him think that something happened to you, so he called to ask."

Jiang Biegu breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, nodded, sat down, pinched the center of his brows tiredly, remembered something, and looked at Ding Cheng:

"You didn't say anything else, did you?"

"No." Ding Cheng said, "But let me learn from the mistakes."

Ding Cheng obviously frowned slightly when he saw Jiang Biegu, maybe it was a headache, or maybe it was just because he wanted to see Tolerance.

Jiang Biegu was thinking about going on a business trip to avoid it for a while, after all, he was really messed up, but this idea was just formed in his mind, and he was stifled by himself.

Not suitable.

This matter is not suitable for further delay.

But if you don’t procrastinate, you have to prove it, and you have to face it squarely.

He suddenly regretted it, regretted that he didn't ask fault tolerance last night when he was upset, what kind of difference is the so-called different liking, and what kind of feelings does he have for himself?

Brother to brother, or man to man.

However, Jiang Biegu soon stopped regretting it. After all, even if he asked at that time, Jiang Biegu couldn't prove anything by relying on his drunken words.

There may be some truth in telling the truth after drinking.

But what he said after drunk is legally undecided, so how can he make a final decision?

So he still has to take his time and explore the truth bit by bit. He really likes to talk about everything frankly, but at least he has to confirm this matter before talking about anything else.

Ding Cheng saw Jiang Biegu and didn't speak for a long time, so he had his own guess, and tentatively said:

"Do you want to avoid it?"

Even though Jiang Biegu didn't explain the reason, but Ding Cheng has been with Jiang Biegu for so many years, how could he not see his rejection of fault tolerance now?

Jiang Biegu shook his head:

"Let him come."

Ding Cheng nodded and walked out without saying anything.

When Tolerance arrived in the evening, Jiang Biegu hadn't left work yet, and the backlog of work for the day was laid out on the table like a hill, but he was still calmly closing his eyes and resting his mind.

This is completely different from the Jiang Biegu he usually sees. He has never seen Jiang Biegu accumulate so much work, and his face looks really bad.

He was in a bad mood because he lost contact with him yesterday, and he had a headache again?

Tolerance put down his schoolbag and walked over to stand behind him. Like last time, he gently raised his hand to press the position of his temple, but this time he only pressed twice when Jiang Biegu grabbed his wrist and pulled He pulled over from behind and said:

"Need not."