After being reborn, it becomes a beautiful crying bag

The two of them who got back together were finally willing to worry about Jiang Zetong's birthday party, and it was impossible not to do it.

After this birthday, Jiang Zetong will be eighteen years old. According to the Jiang family's family motto, it means that Jiang Zetong is already a capable adult.

The affairs and rights in the company will gradually be transferred to him, and if he is willing, he will also get more opportunities to exercise.

Whether it is public or private, this is something worth celebrating, and it is only natural that Jiang Zetong will be officially introduced to the Jiang family's business partners by announcing something at his birthday party.

On the night of the 29th of the year, Jiang’s house was brightly lit, with fragrant cars and BMWs at the door, and Jiang Bao was in Jiang Zetong’s bedroom, holding a tie.

Just now Jiang Zetong went to the next door to do makeup, everything was perfect, only the tie in his hand was not tied, Jiang Bao was watched by Jiang Zetong's tender and affectionate eyes, he couldn't help but nodded, and took the job .

After waking up, he felt that he and the other party were fooling around. He is a student who is not yet an adult, how can he wear a tie? Even the school uniform is the one with a tie.

Jiang Bao was holding the hot potato in his hands, sweating from his forehead in anxiety, dripping like a cabbage, and the cabbage was walking around in the bedroom, making Jiang Zetong dizzy.

"Come here, I'll show you how to tie a tie."

Jiang Zetong couldn't stand it anymore, let Jiang Bao go for a while, the child should be angry.

No matter how hard this banquet was, there were two people's hard work in it, and he still cherished it very much.

As soon as Jiang Bao heard his words, he stopped moving immediately, stood in front of Jiang Zetong, stretched his hands forward, and said with unknown grievances in his tone, "How do you do it?"

The slender strip of fabric hangs in Jiang Bao's palm. Jiang Zetong holds Jiang Bao's hand and puts the tie around his neck. "Tie a Windsor knot and learn it hard. It will always be useful."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Bao immediately concentrated his energy, and couldn't care about the strangeness of being held by hands just now.

"First lay a 'foundation', then go around like this... dig out... that's it."

Jiang Zetong took one step, and then followed up. Jiang Bao forgot everything except the first verb.

He didn't know how the Windsor Knot was tied. Watching Jiang Zetong tidying up in the mirror, he had a question he wanted to ask the other party. What else could he do with a tie?Give him practice.

Jiang Bao's own coming-of-age ceremony is still more than half a year away.

He looked at the person in front of the mirror, his shiny black hair was fixed back by hair gel, revealing a smooth forehead, his expressionless face could be praised as sword-browed and star-eyed, and when he smiled slightly, his eyes were like a galaxy Deep and charming.

The description of wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs seems to be tailor-made for Jiang Zetong. No one knows better than him how well-developed the muscles under Jiang Zetong's clothes are. The thin layer is both stylish and explosive. He can imagine After a while, Jiang Zetong went downstairs.

The girls who were brought here by their parents probably couldn't move their feet anymore, so it's not unusual to jump on them enthusiastically.

"When will it officially start?" Whenever Jiang Bao thought of that scene, his heart became tight and his breathing was difficult.

If possible, Jiang Bao wanted to find a place to hide.

Jiang Zetong raised his eyebrows. He strode over and put his palm on Jiang Bao's forehead. After feeling it for two or three seconds, he asked, "I don't have a fever. Didn't I watch the process together? Forget about it."

The person whose name was called turned red, and insisted on being unconvinced, "I didn't forget, I'm afraid you forgot!"

"Then tell me what time it is."

"Eight o'clock!" Jiang Bao raised his small chin, his sly expression seemed to say that he didn't expect it, I remembered.

Jiang Zetong shook his head with a smile, he raised his wrist and glanced at the time, "I'll go out and have a look first, you can do whatever you want, and the banquet will start later, if you feel uncomfortable, you can come up and rest, and go home It doesn't matter."

He knew that Jiang Bao didn't like the Vanity Fair where there was a lot of money, and if possible, Jiang Zetong would like to take him to hang out with him, but today he is the protagonist, and there is no reason for the host to leave the room full of guests, so Jiang Zetong can only try his best to arrange it first Jiang Bao, make sure his emotions are not affected.

As for the parents who took the initiative to help, Jiang Zetong didn't hold out hope at all. He only hoped that they would calm down a bit tonight, stop arguing, and at least wait until the second half of the banquet to bring people overnight.

After Jiang Ze went down, Jiang Bao couldn't stay any longer. He leaned on the railing, watched Jiang Ze talk to his colleagues who were able to handle it with ease, and then his eyes wandered around the field.

The small families or partners attached to Jiang's family came early, and those with similar family backgrounds also arrived one after another within half an hour. From this moment on, it was difficult to take a rest.

Jiang Bao was tired from watching from above. He let out a sigh of relief and was about to turn around and go downstairs when he saw Guan Xingxing wearing a little black dress and following his father into the door.

Haven't seen her for a long time.

The last time I saw it was at school, looking at the girl who had changed a lot, Jiang Bao's eyes were empty, and he followed her unconsciously until she met Jiang Zetong.

The two walked to a secluded corner, and Jiang Zetong stroked the sleeves that were not stained with dust. Facing Guan Xingxing's hesitant attitude, he became less patient.

"If you have anything to say, you can just say it directly. I usually don't do anything to girls."

Guan Xingxing rolled his eyes, hooked his fingers into his pigtails, and his well-painted red lips curled up in a mocking arc, "Be kind as a donkey, don't say I didn't warn you, your seat is not safe, it seems that I have liked it before." For your sake, I will do my best."

After finishing speaking, she didn't care about Jiang Zetong's reaction. Guan Xingxing turned around and left. She happened to meet Jiang Bao who was looking for him. She would definitely tease him at ordinary times. Seeing that Jiang Bao was here to find Jiang Zetong, she didn't bother. People are bored, nodding their heads as a greeting.

Jiang Bao's flustered heart was caught off guard by Guan Xingxing, and he was not in a hurry after saying hello. He watched Jiang Zetong still maintain that posture and walked over after thinking about it.

"Brother, what are you thinking?"

Jiang Zetong withdrew his thoughts and smiled at Jiang Bao, "I'll tell you later."

As early as the day when Jiang Zetong planned to fall in love with Jiang Bao, he had read many love books, the most important one of which was to be honest between lovers.

Just like now, whatever Jiang Bao wants to know, he can tell Jiang Bao.

Jiang Bao also sympathized with him, and the current occasion is indeed not suitable for talking about very private matters, otherwise it will not take long, and it will spread to the upper circles of Haicheng in the next morning.

"Okay, the banquet hall is too hot, I'll go outside to get some air."

"Then you put on your coat or cotton padded clothes, and if you don't want to wear them, go to the flower hall, where the warmth and oxygen content are high." Jiang Zetong didn't bother him either.

After only talking for a short while, Jiang Zetong was called away.

Just as Jiang Bao was about to go out, he was called by his parents to stay by his side for a while. He was introduced and called many uncles and aunts. After hearing a lot of good words, Jiang Bao felt his face stiffen from laughing.

He wanted to find an excuse to get away, but the bell rang at eight o'clock on time, and he saw Grandpa Jiang stepped onto the stage, and Jiang Zetong was standing next to the stage.

The handsome young man was crowned under the witness of everyone, and the champagne was drank with real or false blessings. At this moment, Jiang Bao quietly made a wish.

I hope my brother will always be healthy and happy.

The cake tower was pushed out, Jiang Bao shared a small piece that Jiang Zetong handed over, and there were sporadic words that reached his ears.

"You... flowers... wait for me."

Jiang Bao nodded vigorously. After eating the cake, he slipped away to the big flower hall.

The side door of Jiang's house was connected to the flower hall, and he didn't even go out, so he went to know the way.

Walking on the road, the cold air washed away the smell of perfume in his nostrils, making his drowsy head much clearer.

Jiang Bao recalled the sweet and greasy taste of the cake, and regretted that he didn't eat two pieces of fruit to relieve the greasy taste before coming out.

"Hello, how do I get out?"

The wind blew a few indistinct words into Jiang Bao's ear, and the voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and was about to go over to have a look, when Wang Ma enthusiastically led the people away from the path.

Under the dark night, that figure was hundreds of times colder than the howling wind, and the familiar palpitations crept into his heart instantly. Jiang Bao ran after him for a few steps, his head seemed to be split open.

There were also intermittent voices saying thank you Wang Ma.

Jiang Bao looked back at the brightly lit hall of Jiang's family, and at the glass greenhouse under the warm light more than ten meters away, he felt dizzy, and fell to the ground as soon as he took a step, the cold stone bricks made him shiver.

He wanted to turn around and look for Jiang Zetong, but he was in a mess, and going in would only ruin his good banquet, so let's go to the flower hall, my brother will come to him in a while.

Jiang Bao struggled to get up and left the icy ground, a burning pain came from the palm of his hand.Jiang Bao took out a handkerchief and wiped it casually, and finally reached the greenhouse.

The heat hit his face, and the pores of his whole body seemed to be opened to absorb oxygen, and even his head, which was suffering from severe pain, was relieved a little.

Jiang Bao stopped after three steps, and lay down on the hanging chair in the center with his head in his arms.

Cold sweat soon drenched his clothes, but he no longer had the strength to struggle anymore. Countless grotesque pictures flooded into his mind one after another, and Jiang Bao lost consciousness in the quick tidying up.

Against the background of blood, he reappeared that nightmare, the car that rolled over the cliff, the fire after the accident, he hugged Jiang Zetong's body and cried non-stop.

In the snow-white ward, he washed his face with tears, and his parents who guarded him seemed to be 20 years old overnight.

He is like an outsider, passing scenes one after another, but he has no ability to change, the tears in his eyes flow like himself on the hospital bed.

In the end, the picture was fixed on a figure, tall and big, who looked very similar to Jiang Zetong. It was only after seeing the face that the two people were three points similar.

He stood in front of Jiang Bao's hospital bed, talking to Jiang Bao who was a little dazed, and the madness in his words did not do what he thought.

"Jiang Bao, thank you, if it weren't for you, Jiang Zetong would not have died so easily."