After breaking up with Qing Leng Omega

What Feng Bai said was different made Ye Caize's glassy heart a little frustrated. If he wanted to find some reason for this difference, it would be that Jiang Wei had resentment towards himself from the bottom of his heart.

When he learned about those things, he had such a mentality of atonement. He owed Jiang Wei too much, and it was inevitable to have resentment in his heart. Now he just wanted to try his best to make up for something.

He wanted to follow the other party's wishes and help him clarify.

It's one thing to figure it out, but it's another to actually do it.

As long as that person is by his side, it is extremely difficult to just hold back from looking at him.

And when he thought that the recording would end in two days and he would "never see each other again", his heart felt as if it was being roasted on a fire, and he was extremely anxious.

Especially when the two were still in the same room, whenever he smelled that familiar smell, scenes from the past would quickly invade his brain.

They used to be so close, but now they don't even have a reason to say a word, a good night can make Ye Caize think about it for a long time.

He likes himself.

He used to be skeptical, but now he just feels that the other person is looking at him, that look, those long eyelashes, every pore and every cell on that person's body are telling him, I like you.

I like myself, but I am running away from myself, uncomfortable.

He wanted to keep him, but he became a little restrained, afraid of doing something wrong again and suffering.

The shower at night came quickly and without warning. It changed from drizzle to torrential rain in just a few seconds, which caught the program crew by surprise.

The staff rushed to rescue the recording equipment, and several Alpha guests first carried the children back to the car, and then turned back to help clean up.

The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and the people in the rain were instantly chilled, and Jiang Wei couldn't help but sneezed when the cool sea breeze blew by.

Jiang Wei is used to his frail body. Even though his sexual characteristics have changed and his body is stronger and stronger than before, his physique is still not comparable to that of a normally developed Alpha male.

"The rest will be collected tomorrow! It's raining too much, everyone get in the car first!" The director yelled loudly.

Jiang Wei put down the microphone stand and walked to the side of the car. A piece of clothing suddenly fell on his head, which helped him block most of the rain. He turned his head subconsciously, only to see figures rushing to hide from the rain all around.

He got into the car wearing an unfamiliar coat, Zhou Wenwen immediately handed him a towel, everyone in the car was in a panic, Jiang Wei glanced around, but didn't see the figure he was looking for, he should be in another in a car.

The black denim jacket was completely soaked, and Jiang Wei took it off and put it on the back of the chair. Even though he didn't see anyone wearing it, the familiar smell still exposed his master.

Back at the place where they lived, several people took turns to take a hot shower and changed their clothes. The washing machine hummed and started to work. The lights in the kitchen were also turned on, and the aroma of food soon came out.

Jiang Wei went to see a few children after taking a bath, they were well protected and didn't get wet much, now they were so excited to hear the sound of rain outside, and even wanted to go out to play.

Compared with Jiang Wei's worries about the children, Kicking is more worried about his father.

He saw his father run into the rain with his own eyes. He felt a little rain, and the rain was very cold.

So Jiang Weigang stayed in the children's room for a while before he was kicked and pushed out worryingly: "Dad, go to bed quickly, don't get sick."

Jiang Wei touched his son's face emotionally: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

In order to make his words more convincing, Jiang Wei deliberately went upstairs to make a pack of cold medicine, after thinking about it, he took a few more packs, and wanted to share it with the others, although they probably didn't need it.

When he went downstairs with the medicine, a familiar smell rushed into his nose first. He looked down and saw that there were several steaming bowls of soup on the dining table downstairs. Zhou Wenwen and Shi Zhongxuan had already drank it. Seeing him Then he also greeted: "Brother Jiang, come and have some soup."

The soup is egg soup, and the eggs are fried eggs. The fried egg cubes are dotted with a few touches of light green, but there is a different smell in the air. What is served is minced ginger that has been chopped into pieces, even the tip of the tongue will be dyed hot by the minced ginger, and so is the stomach.

Jiang Wei's physique is not good, especially when the seasons change in winter, he often catches a cold, fever and runny nose. The doctor said it was because of the cold air entering his body. Ye Caize learned that ginger can keep the cold away, so he often thought of ways to let him eat it.

Jiang Wei, who has a picky mouth, naturally doesn't like the taste of ginger, so the man came up with a way to break it up into parts, he didn't know where he learned it, and stirred the minced ginger into the egg, and he thought it was perfect.

"The newly researched dish, how about trying it!" The boy still wearing an apron stood by the table and rubbed his hands, looking expectant.

By coincidence, Jiang Wei picked up the chopsticks even after smelling the disgusting smell of ginger, and swallowed the egg under the gaze of those eyes.

Ye Caize was greatly encouraged, and listed this egg soup as a milestone in his culinary history, and said with a smile that it was indeed Jiang Mo who defeated Jiang Mo.

During that month, Jiang Wei's mouth was always filled with the smell of ginger.

Now he smelled the familiar smell again, and there was no familiar person standing beside the table, Jiang Wei still sat down at the table in a strange manner, picked up a spoon and put an egg into his mouth.

His drowsy brain said it seemed that he was really going to be sick.

The smell was still as nasty as ever, and his stomach was still as warm as ever, sweating profusely from the corners of his forehead and the corners of his eyes were covered with mist. This ginger is really spicy.

Drinking so much that he was sweating, Jiang Weifa's heavy head became much lighter. He went back to his room and lay down on the bed and soon fell asleep. It seemed that someone touched his forehead in a drowsy state, and there was a soft exhalation sound in his ears. , like a sigh, and like a sigh of relief, but before he could distinguish anything, his brain was already plunged into a fog of chaos.

In that fog, he saw the shadows of many people, including his family, relatives, classmates, friends, himself, and the person who was always inseparable behind him.

"What are you doing with me?"

"Don't do anything." The boy's eyes were deep and straightforward, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, "I just want to know, does Brother Jiang have a boyfriend?"

"No, you can go."

"No, I still want to ask, can I be your boyfriend?"

......

"Brother Jiang, do you really stop thinking about it?"

"Brother Jiang, I can't sing a word, can you teach me?"

"elder brother......"

"Hiss, brother, relax a little, it will be very comfortable."

"Brother, I lied, I like this mole not only because it looks good, but also because as long as you lick it lightly, there will be..."

"Brother...Momo...babe, can you call me husband? Huh?"

The murmur of the person on the next bed made Ye Caize, who was just about to lie down, sit up again, stepped forward to check the situation with bare feet, and saw Jiang Wei's restless appearance in his sleep, before his brain responded, Ye Caize's hands were already subconscious He patted the person lightly, and after the pat, he felt guilty for fear of waking him up, staring at that face again and again.

Sure enough, the delicate eyebrows frowned even tighter, and before he could react, a soft murmur rang in his ear, the voice was not loud, but the words were clear: "Ye Caize, you bastard."

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