My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

Putting his fingers on the edge of the table, Liu Zhenghong couldn't help sighing when he saw Jiang Beiyu's instantly stiff expression.

"When I saw him at the police academy two years ago, the first thought in my mind was that Ning Nanjia was no longer Ning Nanjia, but he couldn't live himself as Jiang Beiyu, so if he was alive, he would be no one else. It's not like that anymore."

Jiang Beiyu then scrolled down, and found that there were several photos of Ning Nanjia at the bottom. He was walking alone in the sunset, eating alone in the crowd, or sitting in a daze when a large group of people were having fun. .

Each photo is not a single photo, but in a group of people, there are lively and Ning Nanjia. He lived himself into an independent world and locked himself in an invisible cage.

"Xiaojia's instructor at the police academy is my old classmate. He always told me that Xiaojia is good at everything, but he is too tempered, out of gregarious, withdrawn, and often distracted. You have been back for a while, you Have you noticed anything strange about Xiao Jia?"

Jiang Beiyu thought of the post-it notes that can be seen everywhere in Ning Nanjia's house, the reminder board at the door, the household items that must be placed in a fixed position in a regular manner, and his extra vigilant nerve reflex,

"What he wants to do must be written down, even if it is just put down, it must be marked."

At first he thought that Ning Nanjia was afraid of forgetting things and wanted to be more cautious, but once when he was helping him tidy up the books on the coffee table, he found a post-it note on the cover.

It wrote the date of the last reading and where I saw it, and the time of the next reading, just like a robot inputting program instructions, mechanical and rigid.

"That's because his memory sometimes goes back and forth. If he doesn't write it down, he will forget what to do. Tongtong said that when he just finished the college entrance examination, he sometimes fell asleep in the middle of the night, and suddenly I wanted to look for you, but I sat up in a daze for a long time without moving, and finally lay down again."

His heart suddenly tightened, and Jiang Beiyu could almost imagine that Ning Nanjia woke up in the middle of the night and sat on the bed in a daze, hugging the quilt, lost in thought, and then lay back down again.

A sour and tingling sensation suddenly surged in his eyes, Jiang Beiyu's long fingers pinching the album turned white, his voice was slightly choked and hoarse,

"I didn't know that would happen, I thought, he would forget me easily."

After all, to Ning Nanjia, he was just a pestering and pitiful child. Ning Nanjia accepted his love softly, but in essence, that love was mixed with too much pity and sympathy.

And he will only become more and more greedy, longing for more love from Ning Nanjia, which may make Ning Nanjia annoy him even more in the end.

Hearing his words, Liu Zhenghong couldn't help but sneered, "It's easy? Jiang Beiyu, in your eyes, except for yourself, who is the most affectionate, everyone else is a ruthless grandson?"

"I did not mean that........"

His mouth opened slightly, and Jiang Beiyu wanted to say something to refute, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't say a word to defend himself.

Because he really felt that Ning Nanjia would not remember him for the rest of his life, maybe two or three days, maybe a month, or he would be able to forget people like him by turning around.

After a long while, he mocked himself feebly and hoarsely,

"What else can I do? After so many days, he still doesn't want to look me in the eye. No matter what I do, he will never forgive me, let alone like me again. Even what you said today, he will Not going to tell me."

He felt that Ning Nanjia was now like a cicada chrysalis, wrapping himself airtight, and he couldn't touch anything about him at all, or in other words, Ning Nanjia completely drove him out of his world.

This realization made him feel too uncomfortable.

"Why don't you understand?"

There was deep disappointment in Liu Zhenghong's eyes. Seeing Jiang Beiyu's pained and helpless face when he came to a dead end, he sighed,

"It's not that he can't forgive you. From the beginning to the end, the one he can't forgive is himself, that 17-year-old who didn't have the courage to chase Ning Nanjia who kept you."

There were countless fine pains in his heart belatedly, Jiang Beiyu froze in place as if he had been hit hard, as if he didn't understand what Liu Zhenghong meant, he asked him blankly and eagerly,

"What do you mean?"

"Song Anyu suddenly didn't hold him accountable, and Mrs. Song specially invited an authoritative oncologist from abroad to perform surgery on her. He knows better than anyone that you fought for him."

There was a slight pause in the voice, Liu Zhenghong raised his head, and for the first time a vague emotion similar to resentment appeared in his eyes,

"Jiang Beiyu, you might as well just kill him, why bother to torture him like this?"

On the one hand, he was threatened with death by his close relatives, and on the other hand, Jiang Beiyu painstakingly paved the way for him. Ning Nanjia was pushed into a life track that he was unwilling by two forces, and in the end he lived a life that was not like a human being. Ghosts are not like ghosts.

The sun outside the window is gradually sinking to the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles on the gravel road, one by one, dyeing the green grass into a faint golden red.

When Lu Antong sent her out of the ward, Ning Nanjia was still fiddling with the medicine in her hand with her head down.

"Mr. Ning, your situation is much better now. Regarding the problem you mentioned, some habits cannot be changed at once. If you are really like before, you might as well try to reduce the amount of post-it notes you write. The number of times, or some simple intimate contact with the lover you mentioned, desensitization treatment needs to be done step by step, and there is no rush."

Ning Nanjia said "Mm", just said thank you and was about to leave when Lu Antong stopped him suddenly,

"Mr. Ning, there is actually a question I've always wanted to ask you."

"You ask."

Biting her lower lip lightly, Lu Antong lowered her head and took a deep breath. She smiled as if mustering courage. Looking at Ning Nanjia's clear and fair face, she spoke in a relaxed tone:

"At the beginning, did you have the idea of ​​going on a blind date with me and seeing a doctor by the way, or did you think of going on a blind date while seeing a doctor?"

Seeing Ning Nanjia's slightly dazed expression, Lu Antong suddenly understood, she smiled, and there was a bit of regret in her eyes,

"I'm actually a little envious of your sweetheart. It's really a very happy thing to be liked by you."

Ning Nanjia didn't know if Jiang Beiyu would feel happy. He could no longer return to the Ning Nanjia who made Jiang Beiyu fall in love at first sight when he was 17 years old. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember who Ning Nanjia was at that time. how is it.

Seeing Lu Antong's slightly depressed look, he comforted him somewhat unnaturally,

"Doctor Lu, your condition is very good. If you like the police, there are many single young men in our police station. You can come and take a look."

As if amused by his ingenious comforting words, the smile on Lu Antong's face widened slightly, and after sweeping away the previous gloomy mood, he happily responded, "Okay, I'll go and have a look when the time comes."

The second city courtyard was a little far away from his two-bedroom apartment. When Ning Nanjia returned home, it was already completely dark.

When he opened the door and saw Jiang Beiyu who was sitting on the sofa processing documents, he froze for a moment, holding the doorknob and standing there without moving. He recovered and slowly closed the door after Jiang Beiyu called him twice.

The kitchen table still had ready-made soup, dishes, and meat. The difference from the past ten days was that there were two sets of bowls and chopsticks on it, and Jiang Beiyu didn't leave before he went home.

As if aware of Ning Nanjia's intention to issue an order to evict the guest, Jiang Beiyu put down the document and stood up, and said a word before he opened his mouth,

"I may not come up again in the future, this meal, just treat it as a practice for me, okay?"

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Ning Nanjia slowly lowered his eyes. After a moment of silence, he said "hmm" expressionlessly.

Today's dishes are a little different from the past. Jiang Beiyu made squirrel fish, colorful yam and seafood soup, all of which he likes to eat. The fish has no spines, and the squid in the seafood has no claws. Specifically went for the shrimp line.

Ning Nanjia picked up the chopsticks, and just after taking a bite, Jiang Beiyu opened a bottle of red wine.

Sensing his gaze, Jiang Beiyu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, "When I was at the police station just now, Team Liu said you were on vacation tomorrow, so it's okay to drink a little?"

Biting his chopsticks and drooping his eyes for a while, Ning Nanjia said lightly, "It doesn't matter."

Jiang Beiyu took a glass, poured out half of the bottle, and pushed the remaining half of the bottle of red wine to him.

"These are all yours, I'll just drink this."

"........."

Looking at the half bottle of red wine, Ning Nanjia was stunned for a long time, and finally took it without saying anything. Holding the neck of the bottle, he raised his head and took two sips slowly. The side tasted a little salty and astringent, and finally bitter.

As soon as he put it down, Jiang Beiyu scooped some shrimp and crab meat into his bowl,

"Brother Nanjia, do you remember when I used to eat and always wanted to criticize, and Zou Zikang always said that I was a pushover, do you remember?"

Staring blankly at the shrimps and crabs in the bowl, as if caught in some distant memories, Ning Nanjia was silent for a long time before saying in a cold tone,

"What do you think about so much about the past?"

If it was changed before, Jiang Beiyu would probably feel very discouraged, but now he knows that Ning Nanjia didn't want to think about it, but couldn't remember it at all, it wasn't that he couldn't remember it completely, but he couldn't remember it. It's vague, knowing what happened but can't remember what it feels like.

After the whole meal, Ning Nanjia didn't eat much food, but Jiang Beiyu drank a lot of wine. Over the years, he lived a regular life and didn't drink at all. Not only did his drinking capacity not improve, but it became worse and worse.

Finally, when Jiang Beiyu was clearing the table, he couldn't hold it any longer, so he just lay down on the table.

Half drunk and half awake, he suddenly felt a pair of hands pick him up and put him on the bed.

Sensing the approaching breath of the other party, Ning Nanjia's back stiffened, and he opened his eyes reflexively. Seeing Jiang Beiyu's gradually clear face in his sight, he frowned and pushed his hand away, his tone a bit stiff And asked vaguely:

"what are you doing?"

Regardless of Ning Nanjia's sharp and indifferent eyes, Jiang Beiyu stepped forward and held his thin white wrist, and when he felt his whole body tense instantly, he asked in a low voice,

"Brother Nanjia, do you still remember what the shape of that sea looks like?"

As if touching a certain switch in his body, Ning Nanjia stopped struggling, and frowned as he said.

But before he could figure out why, Jiang Beiyu supported his knees and half-kneeled in front of him, telling him in a hoarse voice,

"It's a heart. In my eyes, it's the shape of a love heart. It's bulging on both sides and concave in the middle. That's it, a heart."

"You can't say like a chicken, because the sea god will get angry and take you back to be his wife."

Looking at Ning Nanjia's dazed and somewhat flushed eyes, Jiang Beiyu's voice gradually choked up, and after several difficulties, he finished the last sentence that he only dared to say to Ning Nanjia who was asleep all those years ago.

"Brother Nanjia, I want to go with you, and I want to take you with me. Let's leave together, okay?"

Long eyelashes cast a thin shadow on his face, Ning Nanjia pursed his lips, reached out and gently pinched Jiang Beiyu's wrist, then asked him,

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang Beiyu shook his head, "It doesn't hurt at all."

The raised eyes shattered, and after looking at each other for a long time, Ning Nanjia suddenly said, "It turned out to be a dream."

Jiang Beima didn't know whether he was talking about whether the past was a dream or the present is a dream, but when he noticed that the hand held by Ning Nanjia fell into his palm as if all the strength of resistance had been removed, he took it Passed the wine glass on the table and fed him some wine, then lowered his head and kissed his mouth tentatively.

Ning Nanjia let him kiss him with a dazed gaze, drooping her long eyelashes as if she was thinking or in a daze, she neither spoke to stop her nor actively cooperated.

Under the light, the pale and clear face looked soft and obedient, Jiang Beima couldn't help rolling her Adam's apple, and leaned forward to lick Ning Nanjia's cheek more boldly.

Just like this, lightly pecking and kissing Lu from his brow to his chin, kissing until Ning Nanjia closed his eyes, then he put his arms around his waist and pressed him on the bed.

The drunken Ning Nanjia was much slower than usual. After being pressed under him and kissed for a while, he raised his hand to grab him. Jiang Beijun pressed his wrist on the bed, and then freed up One hand to unbutton his shirt.

The open shirt revealed a dazzlingly white chest. Ning Nanjia's skin was as warm as water, delicate and smooth to the touch, and her smooth muscle lines were neither exaggerated nor thin.

Jiang Beiyu's eyes darkened suddenly, and he immediately supported his cheek along the slender neck, licked and bit his collarbone, and his canine teeth couldn't help leaving a series of tooth marks on the delicate skin.

As if feeling the pain, Ning Nanjia's shoulders trembled slightly, and she turned sideways with some resistance. Just as she turned her face away, Jiang Beijun kissed her with her jaw open.

The fiery tongue pried open his jaw, slipped in, stirred, entangled, the passionate kiss was full of animal desire and hasty breath, so hot that it seemed to be able to kiss him and melt him.

Ning Nanjia was so kissed that he couldn't breathe, even his waist was soft, and he took off all his clothes in a daze. The coolness didn't last for a moment, and Jiang Beiyu's hot and strong body was immediately pressed tightly Down, completely enveloped him in a mass of fiery magma.

The slender and firm legs were pushed apart a little, and when she felt a finger poked in from her lower body, Ning Nanjia became conscious for a moment, and raised her moist eyes to look at the man pressing above him.

Jiang Beima's jaw line was sharp, her eyes stained red with desire were like the eyes of a beast, staring at him hot and bright, with hot love and lust flowing inside.

Bowing her head and covering his wet red mouth, Jiang Beizhen said:

"Ning Nanjia, I miss you so much."

There was a bit of choked emotion in the hoarse voice wrapped in desire, Ning Nanjia couldn't hear it clearly, because the other party's second and third fingers were pushed in her lower body again.

The slender and slightly callused long fingers explored gently and flexibly in his soft intestinal wall. Ning Nanjia felt a little uncomfortable and felt an indescribable sense of thirst. He stretched his long fingers and tugged at his body. The quilt was gradually tightened inch by inch.

After a brief and detailed expansion, Jiang Beima ran out of patience, held Ning Nanjia's slender ankle and raised one of his long legs, moved her waist to insert it, and impatiently stabbed all the huge and hot penis in.

Seeing Ning Nanjia's slightly raised brows, Jiang Beijun slowed down his movements, leaned over to cover his mouth, and tried to twitch while kissing him softly and comfortingly.

The rubbed inner wall quickly became scaldingly hot. Ning Nanjia couldn't stand it anymore, so she let go of the long fingers holding the quilt, and switched to grabbing Jiang Beima's arm, lifting her waist and abdomen upwards, Like a struggling fish.

|His unintentional move made it easier for Jiang Beima to get in and out. His fiery palms slipped down to that tight waist.

The soft inner wall was struggling to swallow his genitals, Ning Nanjia's eyes were dripping with moisture, and his fair face was stained with lust, and the neck to the ears were blood-like red.

As if she couldn't bear it, Ning Nanjia raised her head and panted slightly, her forbearing and fragile appearance soaked in desire was so sexy that it made people crazy.

Jiang Beima wanted to please him well, and it would be best if Ning Nanjia could never leave him after trying once, but she couldn't control the violent thoughts in her mind, and pinched his thin The waist and abdomen pushed in almost hard, and the insertion was extremely deep.The heat in his body surged higher and higher, and with Jiang Beima's fierce and dense twitches, Ning Nanjia's low panting was knocked to pieces, his long legs were flabbergasted, and his consciousness was confused.

It seemed like a long time later that the ferocious and huge genitals buried in his body gradually stopped twitching. Jiang Beima hugged Ning Nanjia's smooth back and picked him up. The scorching penis pierced in immediately and pressed against him. sensitive point.

With a slight tremor on his back, Ning Nanjia lay on his shoulder and groaned. Before he could speak, he heard Jiang Beijun sucking his earlobe and asking him hoarsely,

"Brother Nanjia, is it here?"

While speaking, he pushed twice from bottom to top.

Ning Nanjia's waist became soft after being fucked by him, and his lust was concentrated on that point. Whenever Jiang Beima moved, he was stimulated to tremble all over, and he was so soft that he nestled in his arms like a cat.

The wet and hot mouth covered Ning Nanjia's lips, Jiang Beiyao smiled, her hoarse and sexy voice was full of hot desire, "Brother Nanjia, can I cum for you? Then you can't run away."

Ning Nanjia couldn't answer any of his questions. His whole mind was in chaos. The only thing that was clear was that the hideous and huge penis inserted into his body was really too hot. It penetrated deeply, making him feel a whole It feels like the internal organs are going to be pierced and scalded.

Jiang Beima, who didn't get an answer, was a little anxious. After pinching Ning Nanjia's narrow waist and abdomen and giving it a hard push twice, she pressed him back on the bed against his sensitive spots.

The hot and thick semen was poured into the fiery inner wall, swallowed and sucked in by the tight pussy.Jiang Beima was so irritated that his eyes were red and wet, and the ends of his hair were mostly wet with sweat. He touched Ning Nanjia's warm and moist cheeks, and whispered with blazing eyes,

"Ning Nanjia, I love you."

The thin chest rose and fell gently, and Ning Nanjia was gasping for breath with her head up, and could hardly pay attention to what he had said. The genitals gradually swelled up again.

Before he could react, Jiang Beima pushed his long legs further against his chest, pressing his waist and abdomen at a faster and more intense speed than before.

It was a chaotic and strange night.

When Ning Nanjia woke up in the morning, he felt as if he was hugged by someone. He was hot and uncomfortably hot. When he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Beima very close, beautiful and wild. face.

As if feeling his gaze, Jiang Beima opened her sleepy eyes, a pair of long, narrow and bright black eyes lightly reflecting his outline.

Ning Nanjia backed away abruptly as if frightened. When a certain part was involved, his body felt numb. Before he could recover, he was hugged by Jiang Beima again. The waist and abdomen hugged back.

He lowered his head and took a small bite on Ning Nanjia's collarbone. Seeing the slightly raised brow of the other party, Jiang Beima lowered his eyes and said in a soft voice:

"Brother policeman, you are responsible for me."

His mind was still in chaos and he couldn't think normally. Although Ning Nanjia couldn't turn around, he could still make a basic judgment on who went up and who got off.

"The one who was slept seems to be me."

Seeing Ning Nanjia's troubled and pale face, Jiang Beima was a little soft-hearted, and couldn't bear to bully people too badly, but one by one, thinking of what Liu Zhenghong said, he hoped that Ning Nanjia would come out by himself. Impossible to wait, so he became ruthless again, and said viciously:

'In short, if you are not responsible to me, I will tell Team Liu and ask him to help me uphold justice. "

[The author has something to say]: Ning Nanjia (severe A angry face): The longest road I have traveled is your Jiang Beiyu routine!

Jiang Beiyu: Hey, Brother Nanjia, what are you talking about, marry me without a dowry, isn’t that bad~