After amnesia, he was with his nemesis

Yue Jinhu took two steps and was held back by the kid again. The boy aged 1.7 or [-] was already about [-] meters tall, which was not much different from Yue Jinhu.

Jiang Bang looked up at him and pointed to his electronic watch: "I'll make a call for you, don't hang up, so as not to say the wrong thing."

Yue Jinhu became even more curious: "How do you know that he is very smart and might reveal his secrets?"

Jiang Bang: "If he was stupid, you wouldn't ask that question. Call me."

Yue Jinhu reported a series of numbers, Jiang Bang dialed it, the phone was connected, and he waved signs encouragingly: "Go, come on."

Yue Jinhu walked out holding the milk, shaking his head, looking for the child who was about to kick up the support of the bicycle outside and was about to leave: "Where you ride the bicycle over there, wait a minute."

Jiang Bang took off his watch and put it on the table, turned his face to look out the window, and stopped shaking his legs.

Like a cat with its pointy ears pricked up, asking for information.

The boy stopped as he said, looked at Yue Jinhu, and asked briefly: "What do you want?"

Yue Jinhu introduced himself: "I am the owner of this shop. This morning, I found that the strawberries in my shop had not been stored for a long time, and I used them to make milk. There are no customers in the shop at the moment, so I came to share a cup with you to warm your hands. also."

He passed the strawberry milk.

The boy hesitated for a moment, but still accepted it: "Thank you."

The moment he held the cup, there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

It's too warm.

Jiang Bang propped his chin and smiled.

"You're welcome." Yue Jinhu stood there waiting for him to finish his drink.

Sure enough, the boy finally asked: "Do you have a refrigerator in your store? If there is a refrigerator, the strawberries can be stored very well, and they won't go bad so quickly."

Yue Jinhu smiled: "A new part-time job came, and he was very careless. He put the strawberries in the refrigerator."

The boy paused.

He passed by here every day and knew that there were only two part-time jobs in this store other than the store manager, and both of them worked from noon to afternoon. They were quick and steady, and they were students from a nearby university town, so he asked, "Is that right?" Is there a new student here?"

Yue Jinhu was stopped by his question.

Jiang Bang was almost pissed off by Yue Jinhu who couldn't turn his head, picked up his watch and hung up the phone, ran to this side in a hurry, opened the door and called someone: "Brother—I can't find where the matcha powder is—"

Jiang Bang and the boy met eyes and asked, "Brother, who is this, do you know him?"

Yue Jinhu was completely confused by his sudden role-playing, and he caught the alpha who rushed over to try to pull him back in a daze: "The extra matcha powder is on the top shelf of the cabinet, in a bag with French labels."

Jiang Bang wrinkled his nose: "I can't find it, you can find it for me, I'm afraid I'll take it wrong again, I misplaced the strawberries two days ago."

After hearing this, Yue Jinhu understood, good guy, this little guy has completely rounded things up, so he snorted his head and was about to escape. With his IQ, he should go back and make milk tea: "Then I'll go in and look for it."

The boy who had been silent all this time took a step closer and handed him back the empty cup.

Jiang Bang tilted his head with his pajama pants pocket, and asked, "Aren't you cold in so little?"

The boy asked back verbatim: "Aren't you cold in wearing so little?"

Jiang Bang: "I've been in the house with heating."

Boy: "I've been moving, it's okay."

Jiang Bang glanced at his fingers, which were temporarily no longer red because of the hot drink.

Jiang Bang: "Is the milk delicious?"

The boy glanced at him: "Did you do it?"

Otherwise, I wouldn't be in such a hurry to ask.

Jiang Bang shook his head: "I won't, he did."

The boy asked again: "Is it okay to be so lazy with a part-time job?"

Jiang Bang looked back and said, "There is no one in the shop."

Ask again: "You can't?"

The boy gave a "hmm" and stepped into the car: "Goodbye, thank you for your milk."

Jiang Bang: "Goodbye."

When the boy walked away, he looked at the other person's back, sniffed, and then confirmed that the fragrant smell belonged to the boy.

"He smells so good."

Then, exactly as in Jiang Bang's diary, they met occasionally in the morning and exchanged a few words.

Jiang Bang's school started the first class at [-]:[-] in the morning, so he had full time to stop Dou Jinglan at the Tianhu Pavilion at [-]:[-], and go to school after he was crowded.

Ms. Jiang has no objection to his sudden and diligent work and rest.

It was a rainy day, and Jiang Bang was standing at the door mopping the floor.

Because he went to the backstage to help before, he sprinkled a can of milk powder into the ice cream machine, and Yue Jinhu drove him to do these mindless things.

Anyway, it's not a real employment, and Yue Jinhu will have to delay it again later.

There were bursts of thunder outside, the weather was cold and overcast, and the wind was blowing violently with the posture of cutting people's faces.

Jiang Bang bent over, put his hands on the handle of the mop, rested his chin on his pillow, and yawned sleepily.

He already knew that boy was Dou Jinglan.

Because of the rain today, the other party did not come early.

About 10 minutes later than usual, he saw people walking in the rain with umbrellas.

He was wearing a thin padded jacket today, which looked like a breath of air, but Jiang Bang didn't only wear pajamas and pajamas like that day, but a smooth down jacket, which was extremely hot.

He leaned the mop against the wall, pulled out an umbrella from the umbrella stand, put on his down jacket and went out.

Dou Jinglan squinted his eyes and rode forward. It was raining and windy today. Even if he took an umbrella, the raindrops would inevitably hit him.

"Hey, wait."

The boy who jumped out in front of his car stopped him from going forward, Dou Jinglan squeezed the right brake, and then remembered that the right brake was broken.

The boy put his hand on the alloy pole of his car and said with a smile, "If you hit me, you will lose money."

The car was easily stopped by alpha.

Dou Jinglan pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I have no money."

Jiang Bang bent his eyes: "It didn't hit me."

His hand on the handlebar was very white, and the creases of his knuckles were not even dark. Dou Jinglan looked at it for a while, and really didn't think it was the hand of someone who knew how to work outside.

He asked, "Is it finished?"

Dou Jinglan: "No, there is still half of it."

Jiang Bang: "Why are you so slow today?"

Dou Jinglan: "The newspaper will get wet when it rains, I've been wrapping it at home for too long."

After he finished speaking, he realized that his tone was slightly complaining.

On the contrary, Jiang Bang thought it was a sign of intimacy, so he smiled even more happily, and said, "I'll be with you, where are the rest?"

Dou Jinglan hesitated: "Do you know the way?"

He realized that he was impolite after speaking, pursed his lips, and didn't know how to apologize, so he froze there.

Jiang Bang raised his eyebrows: "Look down on me, just wait."

As he spoke, he picked up a stack of newspapers wrapped by Dou Jinglan in a plastic bag, glanced at the house number and address on it, and said: "You go there, and I will deliver it here. Just wait, I don't have a car." Definitely faster than you!"

Jiang Bang said provocatively and flamboyantly: "Let you know who is the father today."

Dou Jinglan didn't hold back, and smiled when she saw his back running with the umbrella in hand.

When Jiang Bang came back, he didn't wait for Dou Jinglan, but heard the voice from 120 in the next street.

He didn't see the person he was meeting with, so he rushed to another street without thinking.

There was only a broken bicycle left there, and when Jiang Bang went up, he heard a group of people surrounding them whispering under the edge of their umbrellas.

"Suddenly fell down... That child is really thin..."

"That child is an alpha, how could he be so thin, was he abused?"

"Tsk tsk... how pitiful..."

Jiang Bang's cheeks were cold from the cold rain, and he grabbed the arm of a person who had put down the phone and asked, "Which hospital is the ambulance from just now?"

The other party just dialed 120, and was startled by the child's rushing posture.

His face must be very scary.Jiang Si thought.

"Shancheng, Shancheng No.1 People's Hospital."

Jiang Bang let go of his hand and raised his hand to stop the car: "Taxi!"

Emergency guidance desk.

Jiang Bang ran all the way, holding the table and asked out of breath: "Sister, where is the person who is about my age who came here just now?"

The nurse on duty pointed: "The one who is malnourished? The checkup has been done, so let's stay on the hospital bed in the corridor outside."

Jiang Bang was taken aback: "There are still beds in the corridor of your hospital?"

Seeing his young age, the nurse didn't care too much: "It's like this because there are too many people. There are too many patients, and he didn't pay for it. The beds over there are also cheap."

Jiang Bang touched his pocket, took out a stack of red banknotes, and asked, "Are these enough for him to live in a single ward?"

The nurse nodded: "Let's not talk about a day, a week is fine..."

Jiang Bang then went to go through the formalities.

After the formalities were completed, it was discovered that this was also a minor child.

The boy at this time was so tall, and the voice change period had passed, he looked like an adult when he was silent, and he only knew when he opened his mouth that he was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

A patient waiting behind him smiled and said, "Is that your brother? Seeing you are in such a hurry."

Jiang Bang waited anxiously for the order, nodded in a daze, got the bed number and the patient's bracelet, and went to the corridor to find Dou Jinglan.

He found the young alpha in a corner.

A corner of the hospital on a rainy day is dark and damp. The hospital bed here is next to a trash can, and the smell is very strong. The people lying there are all older people, their eyes are dull, and they don't know what they are thinking.Some patients with bronchial problems are squeezing their throats, spitting out thick phlegm that cannot be spit out.

Jiang Bang stood beside Dou Jinglan's bed, looking at his pale face.

The young Alpha's eyes were unnaturally dark.

His fatigue actually slowly surfaced after he fell into a coma.

Jiang Bang opened his mouth, took a breath of strange-tasting air, and resisted the urge to vomit. Before the nurse who wanted to transfer the bed came, Jiang Bang pushed the bed to the reserved ward by himself.

The ward is better, but the atmosphere is still dull.Jiang Bang's eyelids trembled when he saw Dou Jinglan being moved to the bed by the nurse, as if he wanted to wake up.

It is consciousness struggling to wake up.

Jiang Bo has seen this expression several times recently on Jiang Yan who was sleeping on the sofa, and he is very familiar with it.

That's a sign of overthinking and difficulty sleeping.

The young man's palms were warm, and he covered the unconscious man's eyelids with his hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep for a while, you'll be fine. I'll call you."

The trembling eyelashes under his palm were actually slowly closed as he said.

Jiang Bang looked at the thin quilt in the hospital, withdrew his hand, took off his down jacket and covered him.

He opened the door and went out, just in time to bump into the plainclothes bodyguard who had been late at the door.

"Uncle Biao." He tugged at the collar of his turtleneck sweater and said, "Go downstairs and buy some clothes for me, a medium-length down jacket and fleece pants in size L, and buy simple ones for other inner wear. Don't buy too expensive..."

Jiang Bang frowned and said, "One or two hundred should be enough."

When the bodyguard heard the last sentence, he paused and nodded.

"I'll go to school after squatting here for a while, don't tell my mother, I'm not late or go to the game hall, uncle."

The bodyguard smiled, then nodded.

"Oh, by the way, there's...a broken bicycle on Bay Street, a green one from the post office with peeling paint. It's very recognizable. Can you find it for me?"

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