After being reborn, it becomes a beautiful crying bag

As Jiang Bao wished, they had no arrangements for the two mornings, so they slept comfortably on the bed in the cold winter morning when the north wind was howling.

When going out, Jiang Bao was almost blown by the wind and couldn't breathe. Facing the cold wind, Jiang Bao shivered and immediately woke up.

From the distance from the door to the parking space, the two exhaled breaths turned into water droplets and covered the mask. Jiang Bao took it off when he got in the car, feeling quite depressed, "The weather in the imperial capital has changed too much, yesterday It's still warm."

"It's like this when there is wind, and there is also a big sun today."

Jiang Bao suddenly realized, indeed, when there is no wind blowing indoors, the warmth of the floor and the sun make his mouth dry.

Sitting in the car for a while, Jiang Bao's slightly cold fingertips also eased.

Unlike yesterday's mood, Jiang Bao didn't care much about the results of today's questionnaire, but he didn't know what to do when he came back later.

After all, it is not possible to take a walk outside in this weather today. Seeing that he didn't even see a few serious locals along the way, he would not overpower himself to challenge the biting cold wind.

"Brother, let's come back early today, prepare to go to bed early, and then watch the national flag raising." Jiang Bao took out his mobile phone and flipped through his memo, crossing out a few items every now and then. This item is gone.

Jiang Zetong was reclining on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, when Jiang Bao asked him, he agreed.

"But we have to prepare something to keep warm from the cold, otherwise it will be troublesome to go home with a cold. The Chinese New Year will be coming soon, so it's better to be healthy."

Jiang Bao felt that what Jiang Zetong said made sense, so he added what he could use to his memo, and after a while he came out from Doctor Song, and went straight to the shopping mall.

Because there were things to do on the way, Jiang Bao felt that the distance had been shortened a lot, and he arrived at the place soon.

This time, Dr. Song had already made tea in his office and waited.

The two sides saved the time for being polite. Jiang Bao wanted to leave after taking the report, but was stopped by Dr. Song, and Jiang Zetong also stopped him.

"Jiang Jiang, I can call you that. It's still early, let's read this report together. There may be some little secrets in it that you don't know. Let me tell you."

Jiang Bao didn't mind being called Jiang Jiang, and he didn't have time, but he still took a look at Jiang Zetong first, and before Jiang Zetong could say anything, the bitty Dr. Song spoke again.

"Let's just talk for a while, and I have to talk to your brother later."

Now that Jiang Bao was balanced, he nodded, "Then let's talk, are you here?"

Dr. Song shook his finger, made a guiding gesture, and signaled Jiang Bao to go into the small private room inside. Jiang Zetong could wait outside and change people later.

"Brother, help me hold the scarf."

When Jiang Bao got out of the car, he wrapped himself up tightly, thinking that he could leave with his things, so he didn't take off his coat. Now that the room was hot, Jiang Bao's sweater was almost soaked with sweat.

Jiang Zetong reached out to take it, until Jiang Bao and Dr. Song went to the next door that was separated from him by the wall, Jiang Zetong remained motionless on the sofa.

The soft scarf in his hand still smelled of Jiang Bao's soft milk, and the refreshing lemon thought of it evaporated into the air with the heat. Jiang Zetong buried himself in Jiang Bao's scarf dejectedly, and the tip of his nose frantically grabbed the belongings. The smell of ginger treasure.

He seemed a little out of order.

Jiang Zetong's heartbeat was fast and slow, and he felt different every minute, but he knew before doing this that Jiang Bao would definitely let him take the test together, and he didn't reject it at the time, so now the results are out , what is there to worry about?

What should come will always come.

Jiang Zetong's eyes were blank, and when the door of the small room opened, it seemed that only a minute had passed.

"Brother can come."

Jiang Zetong's eyes fell on Jiang Bao. He didn't know whether Jiang Bao's ability to cover up had increased, or his own ability had declined. Jiang Zetong didn't see anything.

When Jiang Bao passed by Jiang Zetong, he turned his body slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and fell down immediately when he was pointed at Jiang Zetong.

He remembered what Dr. Song said, and he couldn't help clenching his molars.

"You rely too much on your brother. I don't know if anyone has told you that there will be problems sooner or later."

"As an independent individual, we usually have boundaries when interacting with others. Once we exceed a certain value range, the consequences may not be within our control."

"You may have felt something."

"...everything has a cause and effect relationship..."

"In that case, that dream must be very important. What happened?"

Jiang Bao narrated the dream fully before he came back to his senses, but his spirit was relaxed, and he couldn't raise his vigilance against Dr. Song's questioning method.

He didn't know that Dr. Song was also sighing in his heart, Jiang Bao was really well protected, he had prepared many ways, but after sitting down for more than ten minutes, the problem clearly appeared before his eyes.

Doctor Song recalled several answers in the questionnaire, and had a targeted chat with Jiang Bao for a while.

Now that it was Jiang Zetong, Dr. Song had to be more alert. In his opinion, Jiang Zetong had no fewer problems than Jiang Bao.The handsome young man sitting across from him, who is about to enter adulthood, is probably the most stubborn.

The result was unexpected. It can be said that Dr. Song met two very cooperative patients.

When sending the two of them out of the gate, Dr. Song had some unrealistic thoughts.

He saw Jiang Zetong open the door to Jiang Bao naturally, and bowed his head to talk to him. The harmonious and intimate atmosphere between the two made Dr. Song feel that the two complement each other perfectly.

It seems that it is not bad.

How many people in the world can be like them.

Dr. Song heaved a long sigh, and went back to the office to make notes.

"how do you feel?"

"how do you feel?"

The two spoke in unison, and looked at each other and laughed at the same time. The dull atmosphere was swept away. Jiang Bao put the conversation behind him, and decided to go and buy things for tomorrow with Jiang Zetong.

"Brother, let's go home after watching the flag raising, back to Haicheng."

For the first time, Jiang Bao wanted to escape from a place quickly, because he was afraid that if he stayed a little longer, he would not be able to help asking Jiang Zetong many inappropriate questions.

As expected by Jiang Bao, Jiang Zetong unconditionally supported his decision. Jiang Bao struggled for a long time for dinner after shopping, and finally chose roast duck.

In Jiang Bao's words, there is a beginning and an end, but the two of them know that roast duck is more delicious these days.

Eating roast duck, watching the national flag being raised, and returning home with a bunch of small gifts, Jiang Bao and Jiang Zetong's trip to the imperial capital finally came to an end.

A week is enough to leave traces on Jiang Bao's body. After returning home, he trapped himself in his own home by taking advantage of the busyness of various festivals.

He wanted to try to see if he could not rely on Jiang Zetong.

He got up late the first morning, so he naturally fooled around.In the afternoon, he wanted to run outside, but he had no choice but to lock himself in the studio.

He still got up late the next morning, but the hand that sent the wechat was like someone else's, chatting with Jiang Zetong.In the afternoon, there was nothing I could do. My parents went out to the dinner party. Jiang Bao just grabbed a coat and went to Jiang's house.

When he got to the door, he hesitated, and he didn't go back until his legs were numb.

Jiang Zetong was upstairs, standing with Jiang Bao until his legs went numb.

If it was before, he would definitely call out to stop the other party.

However, if Jiang Bao wants to withdraw from this relationship, Jiang Zetong will not do anything.

After all, what he hoped from the very beginning was that Jiang Bao could live a happy life without facing all the suspicious and malicious eyes.

In the evening, the two stopped chatting, Jiang Bao didn't send messages, Jiang Zetong didn't take the initiative, and the conversation stopped at Jiang Bao's sentence "Brother, let's do it first."

Jiang Bao was lying on the bed, looking at the chat records over and over, rubbing Jiang Zetong's head with his fingers. It was an ordinary cat. Be cute.

As a result, I accidentally found out "Pai Yi Pai".

Jiang Bao's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to withdraw quickly. When he fixed his eyes on the content of Pai Yi Pai, he couldn't move his fingers anymore.

[I patted "brother" and said happy birthday]

Jiang Bao stared blankly at the news. It seems that he set it up for Jiang Zetong last year, so that he could say happy birthday to Jiang Zetong a few more times when he was slipping, so that he could give Jiang's father and mother's share to Jiang Zetong. Jiang Zetong added.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Zetong's birthday is coming again.

He wants to celebrate Jiang Zetong's birthday, he wants to see Jiang Zetong, he wants to see Jiang Zetong now!

No matter what restrictions he has, no matter what he tries, if he sees what happened to his brother, he will not break the law.

Jiang Bao looked at the time, it was only after nine o'clock, and going to Jiang's house now is not considered a bother.

Before he had time to change his pants, the message from the other side came.

- open the door.

In the process of running downstairs, Jiang Bao bit his lower lip excitedly, and one of the slippers flew away.

He opened the door, looked into Jiang Zetong's eyes with bright eyes, hooked his hands around the other's neck naturally, and hung himself on Jiang Zetong's chest.

"Brother, I miss you so much."

"I miss you as well."

Nothing has changed in three days, or the two parties don't want to change, and they are unable to change. They clearly regard each other as the most important person, and to give up is like digging out their hearts.

Jiang Zetong hugged Jiang Bao tightly, and he didn't know whether the violent heartbeat was for the person in his arms or just running desperately.

His lips were carefully printed on the top of Jiang Bao's head, like a giant dragon guarding a treasure.

Jiang Bao's head was buried in Jiang Zetong's neck. When he blinked, his eyelashes brushed against Jiang Zetong's skin. He could feel the arms around his back tightening again.

— That's it, hug me tightly, brother.Doctor Song, I'm sorry, I can't listen to you.

The author has something to say: the illness is made up, and the conversation is fictitious. Please correct me if you have any questions, but because of my limited level, I promise to try my best to modify it. I bow!

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