After being reborn, it becomes a beautiful crying bag

Jiang Bao was held by his arms, it was not suitable to eat, and he couldn’t even put it on a plate. He was afraid that the fried food would fall off and stain the table and clothes. He tilted his head and looked at Jiang Zetong who was sitting opposite him, and discussed with him, “Eat first Okay, I'll explain later."

Jiang Zetong was in a stalemate for a while before gradually letting go, and Jiang Bao finally ate the fried rice smoothly.

He tasted the fried rice and tasted good, and picked some for Jiang Zetong with his serving chopsticks, "Why don't you eat it? I don't have an appetite? You lose your appetite when you fly, why don't you drink some porridge."

Jiang Bao reached out to take Jiang Zetong's bowl again and filled half a bowl of porridge.

"Thank you."

Jiang Bao's movements are familiar and his attitude is intimate, but Jiang Zetong always has a sense of disobedience in his heart. When did Jiang Bao learn to be so considerate? Could it be that he was trained after going abroad? There were no such reasons, but he tried to control his thoughts from the most powerful possibility.

Both of them were thinking about other things, and the reunion breakfast was flat and even a little deserted.

Jiang Bao's eating movements were also very mechanical. He stopped moving his chopsticks when he was [-]% full, and focused on watching Jiang Zetong eat.

Jiang Zetong was awkwardly stared at by him, and hurriedly wiped his mouth, "Let's go, let's talk."

"Okay, let's go." Jiang Bao's eyes were crooked, although they were a little swollen, but it didn't affect his appearance, instead he felt an indescribable sense of grievance.When you smile like this, it makes people want to agree to all his conditions.

He looked at Jiang Zetong, saw his exhausted face, saw his undisguised anxiety, and saw how much unspeakable bitterness his grade had borne.

In the past, Jiang Zetong had always taken care of him, caring for him meticulously, spoiling him like a child, losing the weapon that could protect himself and the people he loves.

He used to be a little resentful, but he didn't hate Jiang Zetong. He hated himself for not being up to date, hating himself for getting Jiang Zetong involved, and hating himself for not being able to take revenge after taking a few lives in the end.

Now that he remembered everything, by virtue of being two years old, could he also prop up a boundless sky for Jiang Zetong?

Jiang Bao clenched his fists and followed Jiang Zetong behind him. He lowered his head and knew that Jiang Zetong wanted to go to the study, but in this villa, the best and safest sound insulation is actually his bedroom.

"Brother Jiang, let's go this way." Jiang Bao grabbed the belt of Jiang Zetong's coat, exerted a little strength, and stopped the man's footsteps, "This is more suitable for what we are going to say later."

He felt the other party's stiffness, and felt a little happy.

Brother is so cute, so he won't be called Brother Jiang for a while.

The bedroom has already been cleaned up by Jiang Bao. In fact, there is nothing he needs to do in this room. Except for a few cushions and furry dolls when he first went shopping, he is not in the mood for the rest Organize and decorate.

Jiang Bao thought from the very beginning that he wouldn't be able to stay in Daying for long, so he didn't want to waste time on it, so as not to be reluctant when he left.

So the bedroom is extremely simple, before Jiang Bao drove Jiang Zetong here, he only spread out the quilt, the bed with the largest area in the room was very tidy, and even the whole bedroom didn't look messy.

Jiang Bao was very satisfied with the effect, and he dragged Jiang Zetong to the fully enclosed balcony, where two rocking chairs happened to be one for each person.

"Brother, I have something to tell you. Are you ready? It may take a long time. You can go to the bathroom first." Jiang Bao chuckled lightly, with a relaxed expression, as if he was not worried about what to say next The words are the same.

Jiang Zetong is very uncomfortable with Jiang Bao like this. This gap is like a rabbit raised since childhood shed its layer of skin and becomes a little fox, directly crossing species.

"No, just say what you want to say, I will listen carefully."

Jiang Bao seemed to be infected by Jiang Zetong's serious expression, and then he straightened his face. He had already prepared the belly draft, and now talking about the things in his previous life was like telling a story, one ring after another, with ups and downs Wonderful.

"... There was a car accident, and then..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Bao always paused for a while to catch his breath before continuing to speak. His pale face made Jiang Zetong very nervous. He tried several times to stop him from continuing, but Jiang Bao's eyes pushed back.

They probably all know that this process of exposing the scar only needs to be done once, and once it stops, neither of them want to recall it anymore.

Jiang Bao didn't know if he could do it, Jiang Zetong felt sorry for Jiang Bao too much.

"That kid is too weak, he can't hold on to anything, not to mention his favorite brother, he can't even help his own family. The successive blows made his already not clear mind even more confused... ..."

Jiang Zetong followed Jiang Bao as he talked and rejoiced that the Jiang family's husband and wife were still doing well in this life. Fortunately, he and Jiang Bao had taken precautions so that they would not go back to the old path of the previous life.

"... He had no other choice but to go to his brother's house when he was clear-headed. He was lucky that day, and the old man who worked in his brother's house was very soft-hearted. I said I wanted to see my brother's bedroom and took a couple of I kept this photo, and the other party put me in."

Jiang Bao smiled happily, as if thinking of the scene at that time, he touched Jiang Zetong's bedroom with excitement. He felt Jiang Zetong's residual breath in his bedroom, and he calmed down a lot. Even the fruit knife in his cuff There is more warmth.

"The illegitimate child is defenseless, and he looks down on me. For the first time, I thank him for his contemptuous look like a fool."

The acrimonious appearance destroyed the similarities between Jiang Zehan and Jiang Zetong. Jiang Bao was still reluctant to do so, but his ugly posture seemed to have tarnished Jiang Zetong. The anger in Jiang Bao's heart was ignited. Inserted into Jiang Zehan's chest.

It can be said that white knives go in and red knives come out, so naturally he can't run away, and Jiang Bao didn't want to run away either, he just wanted to stab a few more times while he still had the strength.

"Later, he was pulled away and almost entered the scene, but the child's lawyer defended him, saying that he had mental problems, and he was eventually sent to a mental hospital."

In fact, there is nothing to talk about the following things. If Jiang Zetong listens to it, it will only increase his troubles. It is better to let him think that he has been in a mental hospital for a lifetime.

"The story is over?"

"It's gone." Jiang Bao spoke dryly, and he scooped up tons of water on the table and drank it.

Jiang Zetong lowered his head, immersed in the story just now, he felt his heart was broken into pieces, and he couldn't pick them up even if he wanted to.

However, Jiang Bao remained as if nothing had happened.

"sorry."

Jiang Bao's eyes widened, "Why?"

"I didn't protect you well."

"It's not your brother's fault. The person I shouldn't blame is you. You and I are not at fault." Jiang Bao thought clearly.

"Would you like to call me brother?"

Looking at Jiang Zetong's red eye circles, Jiang Bao was inexplicably excited, "Of course, you are my favorite brother."

Jiang Zetong was blushed by his blunt words. It was not that he had never heard Jiang Bao's straight-ball speech before, but Jiang Bao was still a child at that time. At least Jiang Zetong seemed to be a child who needed his care. Some possessive words He didn't take it seriously either, but now that he looked at Jiang Bao with a smile on his lips, he couldn't treat him like a child anymore.

That kind of posture and expression is like a returnee who has been waiting for her lover for a long time, gentle and serene.

Jiang Zetong's heart was beating violently out of season, and the sadness was still lingering in his heart, and another sweet taste came to seize the territory.

"Brother, do you like me?"

"Do I like you?"

"I like it, you have always liked it." Jiang Bao's answer was firm.

"Yes, I like you, I have always liked you, I like you the most, and I will always like you the most."

Jiang Zetong's gaze was like a gentle spring breeze, and his words were like gentle spring rain, which nourished Jiang Bao's heart earlier than the real spring, gave birth to large and gorgeous seas of flowers, and transformed his desolate and gloomy heart.

"I also like my brother the most." Jiang Bao stretched out his hand and was held by the other party. He happily moved to Jiang Zetong's feet and sat on the warm carpet.

He raised his head, with complex emotions in his eyes, his mouth moved slightly, and his voice was soft and small. Jiang Zetong lowered his head to hear what Jiang Bao said, "Bow your head, brother."

When Jiang Zetong lowered his head, Jiang Bao changed his posture, put his arms around the back of the opponent's neck, and his lips touched Jiang Zetong's side face vaguely, on the jaw line, and then went to his chin.

The journey was unimpeded, which gave Jiang Bao more courage. He directly pressed Jiang Zetong's mouth, lips to lips. No one penetrated deeply. It was really an innocent kiss.

Jiang Bao pecked many times like a bird, "I like brother, do you like brother?"

"I like it." Jiang Zetong seemed to have just realized that the first kiss between the two was actually led by Jiang Bao. He paused for a while and leaned over and pressed it back. He raised his eyes and bumped into Jiang Bao's smiling eyes. Jiang Zetong restrained himself from thinking. The urge to cover his eyes.

Jiang Bao happily felt Jiang Zetong's warming ears, thinking that he was almost deceived, he opened his teeth slightly, and he saw his blushing brother.

That's great, Jiang Zetong like this, he won't give it up to anyone!

After the matter was settled, Jiang Bao asked Jiang Zetong to wash up. Since he got off the plane and rushed here, the other party hadn't had a good rest. Now take a bath and relax. It's not a problem to get up for a meal after sleeping for two hours. What's the delay.

They can go out for a stroll in the afternoon, just in time for Jiang Ze to accompany him to see Dr. Song, Jiang Bao feels that he doesn't need to see a psychiatrist anymore.

He looked at Jiang Zetong who was sleeping on his bed, and he felt a sense of peace in his heart. He knew that Jiang Zetong was his psychiatrist. As long as Jiang Zetong was well and by his side, he would have no problems.

In this life, he can finally be a guardian.