My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

Tolerance went to the villa the next day to see Jiang Biege.

It wasn't because of what Jiang Zheng said that made him rush to do something, but because he was going on a self-driving tour. He didn't know how long he would go and when he would be back. He always wanted to see him before he left.

Fault Tolerance always thought that Jiang Biegu was not at home. After all, it was not a Saturday or Sunday, and it was still early, but Fault Tolerance didn’t care about waiting at all, especially Jiang Biegu’s waiting time.

As always, Bean Sprout found him immediately, and played with him through the window, but he didn't know why he disappeared from the window from time to time, and he didn't know what to do.

It wasn't until Jiang Biegu appeared in the living room that Fault Tolerance realized that he was at home, and Douya's running back and forth was just to inform Jiang Biegu that he was coming.

Fault Tolerance glanced at the phone subconsciously, the date on it was indeed Wednesday, and he remembered it correctly.

But why is Jiang Biegu at home?Not feeling well?

Jiang Biegu wasn't called down by Bean Sprouts, he was simply thirsty and came down to drink water. Bean Sprouts bouncing around in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows caught his attention somewhat, and only then did he see Fault Rong standing next to the car.

Jiang Biegu did not expect Tolerance to come. He usually comes once every three months, and it has only been more than a month since the last time we met. But when people come, Jiang Biegu will not turn people away, especially Fault Tolerance has discovered him now, let alone.

Although he was somewhat worried, worried that his language barrier would be discovered by mistake.

The door opened, and Fault Tolerance asked aloud before he walked in:

"Brother, are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Biegu shook his head, bent down and took slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave them to him, Rong Rong lowered his head to put them on, and when he looked up Jiang Biegu had already returned to the living room, Rong Rong felt that something was wrong, but it was hard to tell for a while, You can only go in first.

Bean Sprouts came up to him and got tired of him, but he didn't pay much attention to him, he licked it perfunctorily, and never took his eyes off Jiang Biegu.

He walked over and sat opposite Jiang Biegu:

"When you seldom don't go to the company, I think you are not feeling well, it's fine if you don't."

Jiang Biegu looked at Fault Tolerance, but after reading his words, he still didn’t reply. A few seconds later, he took out his mobile phone and didn’t know what he was typing. Fault Tolerance was a bit strange, and he also tried to reflect on whether he had done anything to embarrass Jiang Biegu and unpleasant things.

But before he could think of something, his phone rang. He seemed to understand something, and subconsciously went to look at Jiang Biegu. Jiang Biegu smiled and shook the phone at him, motioning him to look.

Tolerant took out his mobile phone, and there was a message from Jiang Biegu on it: [Throat is sore, too lazy to talk, don't think too much. 】

"Cold?" Tolerance asked.

[Well, it rained a few days ago, and it hasn't recovered. 】

There was indeed a rare rainstorm in Beicheng a few days ago, and the waterlogging was severe. Tolerance never thought that Jiang Biegu would get caught in the rain and get sick.

"Have you seen a doctor?" Although Jiang Biegu was sitting right across from him, Tolerance still couldn't help worrying: "What did the doctor say? Did you take any medicine?"

[It's not a big problem, don't worry. 】

Jiang Biegu didn't speak, and Tolerance was always worried. Jiang Biegu didn't want his thoughts to linger on this matter for too long. Although he knew it couldn't be hidden, but before he even accepted the change, If Fault Tolerance knew about it, he would be very worried, but he didn't think he could give Fault Tolerance comfort now.

Let's wait for a while, when you are calm, you can tell the fault tolerance not to worry, and it's not a big deal, let's talk about it.

[What are you doing here today? 】

Fault Tolerance remembered the purpose of coming here today after seeing this message, and told Jiang Biegu:

"Jiang Zheng organized a self-driving tour to Tibet. He plans to leave tomorrow. He wants to see you before he leaves."

[It's fine, I'm fine, don't worry about me. 】

[Have fun, but also pay attention to safety. 】

[Tell me about every place you go, let me know that you are safe. 】

Fault tolerance looked at Jiang Biegu's constant messages, but the uneasiness in his heart didn't dissipate much. He didn't understand how uncomfortable his throat was to be too lazy to speak, but Jiang Biegu's state seemed to be fine.

"Brother." Tolerance looked at him: "Are you really all right?"

Jiang Biegu looked at Rong Fault, knowing that he was worried and a little skeptical. If he didn't speak again, he was afraid that something would be discovered, so Jiang Biegu tried to practice what he wanted to say in his heart, and said softly to Fault Rong:

"fine."

Hearing Jiang Biegu's voice, the fault tolerance obviously relaxed a bit, and Jiang Biegu smiled helplessly: "Really, it's just, it hurts."

He deliberately slowed down his speaking speed to ensure that he had no problem with every pronunciation, and fault-tolerant thought that his throat was uncomfortable, so he didn't suspect anything, and smiled:

"You'd better type."

Jiang Biegu didn't say anything else, the afternoon sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, warming the room, making it a rare comfort.

Ding Cheng came later that day, and was a little surprised when he saw Fault Tolerance's car, but he hoped that Fault Tolerance would find something, after all, Jiang Biegu had hardly spoken in the past two days, and he didn't even go to the company , although there is really no important thing that requires him to appear, but this kind of thing would never happen before.

Ding Cheng always felt that something would happen if he continued to let things go like this. Although Tolerant didn't live here anymore, anyone with eyes could see that his care and concern for Jiang Biegu hadn't diminished in the slightest because of leaving.

Fault Tolerance still cares about Jiang Biegu, this is something everyone knows, he is probably the person in the world who most hopes that Jiang Biegu will get better and better, so if Fault Tolerance finds out about Jiang Biegu, maybe he will be very concerned about this matter. It's a turning point.

Ding Cheng entered the room with such a mood, but he didn't think that things were completely different from what he thought. Jiang Biegu was staring at the disk in the study, while Rong Rong was cooking something in the kitchen. Responding with a smile, it doesn't look like he found anything at all.

"What are you cooking?" Ding Cheng walked over and asked.

"Snow pear water with rock sugar." Rong Quo said, "My brother said that his sore throat has never healed, so I thought this should help."

Ding Cheng nodded, didn't say anything, sighed silently, and went to the study. Jiang Biegu saw him coming, looked up and didn't have any special reaction, Ding Cheng didn't say anything, just took it back from the company The documents requiring Jiang Biegu's signature were placed in front of him.

Jiang Biegu took it and read it from beginning to end, and signed it:

"Go back first."

Ding Cheng looked at Jiang Biegu and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Biegu:

"I'll tell him, but not now, and neither do you."

Ding Cheng is the person who has been with Jiang Biegu for the longest time. In fact, he is confident, confident that he can understand what he wants to express through his vague words after Jiang Biegu's language barrier, but these two days Jiang Biegu Don't make a sound all the time, and the tone of speaking seems to be a little worse than a few days ago.

Needless to say, Ding Cheng, Jiang Biegu had already seen something from his expression. He almost couldn't help but clenched the pen tightly in his hand, and subconsciously staggered Ding Cheng's gaze at him.

Ding Cheng feels sorry for Jiang Biegu, even though it didn't happen to him, but after being by his side for so many years, Ding Cheng also knows that Jiang Biegu is almost a perfectionist.

He will not allow himself to make any mistakes, and he has very high requirements in work and life, but he is such a person, a person who is like a fish in water in the financial circle, a person who does everything smoothly but never makes mistakes, Even saying a word is wrong now.

What a three-year-old child can do, he can't do well.

This is almost the same as falling from a height, and such a drop is likely to crush a person.

Thinking in another way, even if the same thing happened to me, I might not be able to accept it calmly, let alone someone with Jiang Biegu's status.

It may really take a long time for him to accept this, and what Ding Cheng can do is to not irritate him as much as possible and listen to his arrangements.

It's not that you can't tell Rong Fault directly, but when Jiang Biegu didn't accept this point, Fault Rong's knowing might stimulate him more and make him more closed. Maybe it's okay to say it later.

Not long after Ding Cheng left, Tolerance was also about to leave, standing at the entrance and telling Jiang Biegu:

"Remember to drink the rock sugar pear water."

Jiang Biegu nodded.

"If you still don't get better after two days, you still need to go to the hospital. It may be an inflammation, and you will get better sooner if you take an intravenous drip for two days."

Jiang Biegu nodded again.

There are still many worries about fault tolerance, and there are actually many things to say, but he didn't let his emotions go, enough was enough, and he turned and left.

Jiang Biegu had been standing on the steps of the door watching him, watching him get into the car and gradually drive out of sight.

Fault Tolerance drove the car for a long distance, and he could still see Jiang Biegu's figure in the rearview mirror. He stood still and kept looking at himself, which made Fault Tolerance feel a little uneasy for no reason.

It's just that Jiang Biegu and Ding Cheng didn't behave abnormally, maybe they really thought too much.

Tolerant of the second day, they gathered near noon and set off after eating. Xia Chen made a detailed strategy. The Sichuan-Tibet line was what they all wanted to go, so they had to go all the way south to Jincheng. The first day I have a lot of energy, and I am ready to drive for 9 hours straight to Greentown, then rest for one night, and then set off the next day.

6 people drove two cars, Jiang Zheng bought a new big G and a fault-tolerant Land Rover. Jiang Zheng originally wanted to invite Cheng Ming and Yu Hen to ride with him. , I can still chat with him, so I won't be cold, but Cheng Ming refuses almost without thinking:

"Come on, I'll be more tolerant."

"The three of you share a car." Jiang Zheng felt horrified when he thought about it: "I'm not going on a trip, but going to a grave, right? One of you is less willing to talk than the other, so you don't panic?"

"I don't know if I can hold it back or not." Fault Tolerance hurt him: "But it will definitely be noisy when I'm with you, that's it, Ming'er and Yu Hen are in the car with me."

After saying that, he called Cheng Ming to get into the car. Cheng Ming really didn't give Jiang Zheng any face, so he got into the car without hesitation, waved his hand and took a step first, which made Jiang Zheng very sad.

But what Jiang Zheng said was not wrong at all. Except for the fact that Yu Hen was able to politely say a few words to Tolerance at the beginning of the departure, he almost never said anything during the rest of the journey. Cheng Ming was worried that Tolerance would drive alone. Bored and chatting with him all the time.

After a short break in the service area, Cheng Ming sat directly on the co-pilot and looked at him with fault tolerance:

"No, just go with him."

Cheng Ming smiled: "He said he wants to sleep for a while."

Cheng Ming said so, and Fault Tolerance couldn’t say anything, so he started on the road, but Fault Tolerance found out that even though Cheng Ming was sitting in the front seat, he couldn’t help but look at the back seat, and Fault Tolerance saw it once, sorry Xiaoxiao:

"Smiled."

"No." Rong Fault said, "It's very lucky to have someone I like so much."

"I haven't asked you all this time, do you mind?" Cheng Ming said, "I didn't tell you that I like men at the beginning."

"No, at least I won't." Rong fault said: "I like men too."

Tolerance's words made Cheng Ming stunned for a moment, but Tolerance didn't have any special reaction. He still looked at the road ahead and said:

"But I'm not as brave as you."

Arrived in Greentown at around 9:6 p.m., everyone was so hungry that they went to the restaurant without looking for a hotel, and the six of them ate all the ten dishes.

It was the first time for them to come to Greentown, but no one would feel comfortable driving for such a long time. They didn't even have the desire to go shopping, so they just found a nearby hotel and went to rest.

There are three standard rooms, one for Rong Rong and Jiang Zheng. After arriving in the room, Rong Rong put down his luggage and sent a message to Jiang Biegu, but until Jiang Zheng came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and told him to go in, there was no message from Jiang Biegu. come back.

It’s actually nothing. When Jiang Biegu gets busy, it’s not uncommon for him not to look at his phone for a few hours. Tolerance is just feeling uneasy, so much so that he didn’t hear Jiang Zheng calling him until Jiang Zheng came over and shook his hand in front of him. shake:

"Lost soul?"

Tolerance looked up at him: "My brother didn't reply to my message."

"If you're worried, just make a video call." Jiang Zheng said, "Why don't you call his assistant, it's nothing if you're so worried."

"Yeah." Tolerant picked up his phone and went to the balcony, but Jiang Biegu didn't answer the video call, and he didn't wait any longer, so he called Ding Cheng, but to his surprise, the phone was never turned off 24 hours a day, and he never left it. Ding Cheng, who was able to reply to himself during the meeting, didn't answer the phone this time either.

There was no reply three times in a row, something was obviously wrong, Tolerance thought of the appearance when he saw Jiang Biegu yesterday, he didn't speak, and watched him for a long time when he left, and there was something wrong that he had noticed since yesterday. Everything surged again, making Fault Tolerance go back indoors without even thinking about it. Jiang Zheng just finished changing his clothes, and seeing him like this instantly felt a little nervous:

"What's wrong? Something happened?"

"Both of them didn't answer the phone." Tolerant picked up the unopened backpack and handed the car keys to Jiang Zheng: "I won't go by self-driving, I leave the car to you, and I will take the high-speed train back to Beicheng."

Fault Tolerance's expression doesn't look like a joke, not to mention he doesn't use Jiang Biegu to make fun of it. Jiang Zheng knows how important Jiang Biegu is to Fault Tolerance, so he doesn't even try to persuade him, just directly Received the car keys:

"I'll take you to the station."

Tolerant didn't refuse, and went out with Jiang Zheng.

On the way to the station, Fault-Tolerant tried to contact the two people, but there was still no reply. The uneasiness continued to magnify with the passage of time. Jiang Zheng could even see that Fault-Tolerant's face turned pale. He said a few words of comfort. , but has no effect.

Jiang Zheng knew that unless he let fault tolerance see Jiang Biegu at this time, everything else would be nonsense.

When he arrived at the station, Fault Tolerance only had time to say, "I'm fine, I'll go to Lhasa to wait for you first" and then entered the station without looking back.

Tolerance was lucky. He caught the last high-speed train from Greentown to Beicheng today. It took more than 9 hours to drive. Tolerance returned in just over two hours this time. During this time, Ding Cheng and Jiang Biegu never called each other. was connected.

On the way back to the villa by taxi, the fault-tolerant mobile phone rang. He saw Ding Cheng's name appear on the screen of the mobile phone, and he answered the call almost reflexively:

"Where is my brother? Where is my brother?"

Ding Cheng was silent on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then said, "We are in the hospital, if you come back, come here directly."