Broken Iron Clothes

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Jiang Shiqing closed his eyes, lowered his hands, without any struggle, but silently endured the pain left by the man on his neck, one after another without knowing the severity.

"It's fine to hate me," Jiang Shiqing said softly, "as long as you can feel better, you can do whatever you want."

Yuan Mucheng let go of his teeth, and smiled contemptuously: "You leave me alone, and you still want me to feel better?"

Yuan Mucheng pressed the door with one hand, tightened the five fingers attached to the back of the man's neck, and forced Jiang Shiqing to open his eyes to look at him, saying: "Jiang Shiqing, you said you have me in your heart, but you don't tell me anything, I'm like Like a fool, you let you play with your sincerity, but now you can't hide it anymore, and you want me to give up if you say "not long ago". You are free and easy, but how do you want me to live alone?"

Jiang Shiqing lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze, but Yuan Mucheng grabbed his chin and was forced to look up at him.

"How about it, how does it feel to see me being tricked? It's more interesting to see me go crazy." Yuan Mucheng grabbed his hand and pressed it heavily to his heart, "If you want to torment me, you don't have to go around Wanzi, just stab it here with a knife!"

Yuan Mucheng gritted his teeth and was furious, but Jiang Shiqing in front of him just looked at him quietly, with pitiful reddish eyes, which made him neither love nor hate.

He was so hurt by this look, he felt a little helpless, and even felt that the person in front of him was untouchable, because it seemed that whenever he touched that person, his heart would tremble, but he just wanted that person to remember the pain.

It's going crazy.

He originally wanted to lower his head and calm down for a while, but he saw that Jiang Shiqing's hand was pinched so hard that his skin turned white, and only a few fingerprints were left after the blood returned. The pain was gone, and most of those angers were extinguished for a while.

After venting, Yuan Mucheng held Jiang Shiqing's hand silently with downcast eyes, rubbed his fingers one by one, and then gently stroked those red spots, his heart ached like being kneaded again.

Seeing that Yuan Mucheng was much calmer, Jiang Shiqing tried to reach his shoulders, hugged him very lightly, raised his head and put his chin on his shoulders, and whispered: "I'm just afraid that you will be like this... …hate me."

"Hate you..." All of Yuan Mucheng's grievances fell into a cloud in an instant and were softened to nothing. His heart was about to break when he was next to Jiang Shiqing, "Do you think I really hate you?"

Yuan Mucheng moved his body closer, wondering why this person is so stupid.But just thinking about it like this, he couldn't bear it again, and wanted to protect the man in his arms with all his strength, so that no one could touch him.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Mucheng put his hands on the back of his head and asked, "Tell me the truth, is there no solution for Tan Ningxue?"

"I haven't found it yet," Jiang Shiqing said.

Yuan Mucheng's heart was half suspended, and he asked again: "Mr. Lin Meng can't do anything about it?"

Jiang Shiqing was silent, and answered after a while: "There will be in the future."

There will be in the future, which means that there is no way now.

Although Jiang Shiqing wanted to try his best to comfort him in a way that did not lie, Yuan Mucheng's heart was still thrown from a high altitude and shattered into a puddle of mud.

Yuan Mucheng hugged him even harder, relying on the distance and temperature to find the sense of security that was gained and lost, and then sniffed the fragrance in the man's hair, and murmured: "Jiang Huaichuan, you want me to take What should you do..."

He was in so much pain, but he loved him so much that he couldn't extricate himself, so he couldn't let go of that person at all, so he could only rely on him and guard him helplessly.

"Then tell me to sleep alone in the poor spring and rotten soil in the next day, and my ghost will linger." Jiang Shiqing stroked his back and said softly.

Yuan Mucheng felt the pain in his heart, and it only pierced his throat, so astringent that even his voice was hoarse.

"You'd better stay haunted and entangled with me, otherwise I will ruin my life and make you restless day and night." Yuan Mucheng stretched out his hand across the man's shoulder blades, and then slowly slid along his back, minute by cent. Feeling his body deeply, as if wanting to engrave his appearance into the bone marrow.

"Okay." Jiang Shiqing replied.

Yuan Mucheng rubbed his shoulders forward bit by bit, and finally buried himself in the man's neck, immersed in the familiar fragrance and calmed down for a while, before saying: "Jiang Huaichuan, listen carefully, I, Yuan Mucheng, are completely finished. , You took half of my life, if you dare to die like this, we will all die."

Jiang Shiqing: "Okay."

Yuan Mucheng then pleaded: "If you love me, you must not forget me and also hate me."

Jiang Shiqing pressed his palm against his cheek, coaxing: "Okay."

Yuan Mucheng rubbed his palm and said, "Don't lie to me again."

Jiang Shiqing smiled lightly and said, "I won't lie to you again."

Yuan Mucheng kissed his palm, then straightened up, stretched out his fingers to lightly touch the man's bitten lip, and said distressedly: "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Shiqing bit his fingertips lightly, then raised his eyes to look at him again, and said softly, "What do you think?"

Yuan Mucheng smiled and kissed the wound on his lips, and said in a low voice, "Remember the pain, and remember the ashes."

Jiang Shiqing let out a "huh", pulled Yuan Mucheng's scratched hand, exhaled a few breaths on the bleeding wound, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts so much," Yuan Mucheng took the man's hand back, kissed the corner of his mouth, wrapped his lips with tenderness, and said vaguely while panting, "Jiang Huai Chuan, I'm going to be hurt to death by you."

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When the two of them went to the table for dinner, the people present were more silent than the other, because the wound on Jiang Shiqing's mouth and the scar on his neck were really eye-catching, but the strange thing was that Zhong Dingshan didn't ask any questions, so everyone also tacitly agreed. Mention this matter, just eat food and drink.

Yuan Mucheng just filled his stomach with a plate of apples, drank two jugs of wine because of boredom, left the table without taking a few mouthfuls of dinner, and stayed outside to guard Zhongdingshan.

Zhong Dingshan finally put away his chopsticks. After going out, he wanted to walk to the courtyard, wanting to take a walk to digest his food, but before he could take a few steps, he bumped into Yuan Mucheng who was waiting for him.

"Sir." Yuan Mucheng stepped forward.

"Why, haven't you had enough wine yet?" Zhong Dingshan didn't stop at the foot of the mountain, and waved his hands at him, "I don't want to do it anymore. If I drink too much, I still have to wake up at night, and I can't sleep well. I'll save my stomach and talk to you tomorrow." Comparing with each other."

"I am not talking about drinking this time when I am looking for Mr. Yuan," Yuan Mucheng said, "I want to ask Tan Ningxue about it."

Zhong Dingshan stopped suddenly, turned around and walked in another direction.

Seeing that he was avoiding talking about it, Yuan Mucheng stepped in his way and said, "I know everything about Huaichuan, sir, there is no need to avoid it."

"I'm fucking cannibalistic." Zhong Dingshan stroked the stubble on his chin helplessly, looked up at him with his hips akimbo, and said, "Did you try to trick me a long time ago?"

Yuan Mucheng said: "Sir, I misunderstood. I only found out about Huaichuan today. He is not in good health, and he doesn't explain everything to me. I'm worried, so I can only ask you."

Zhong Dingshan swayed leisurely to the porch, sat down and crossed his legs, and asked, "What's the relationship between you?"

Yuan Mucheng didn't answer for a while, Zhong Dingshan sneered immediately.

"Don't try to interrupt me, even if I'm blind, I can still see that his neck is covered with..." Zhong Dingshan coughed lightly, "Been bitten by some kind of dog, you two think that I have lived longer than you for nothing. Decades?"

Hearing this, Yuan Mucheng didn't intend to cover things up any more, he went straight forward and knelt down, and said, "Mr. taught me that I am that bastard, but just like what I said to Mr. Huai Chuan that day. It's true."

Zhong Dingshan sighed: "Come on, I have found a lot of clues, and I have figured it out earlier, if it is not for his willingness, I will beat you to death with a stick, you bastard who takes advantage of it!"

Yuan Mucheng bowed his head and knelt straight, with a serious expression on his face. Zhong Dingshan looked awkward, and hurriedly pulled him up, and said: "Get up and talk, I'm afraid I'll lose my life if you kneel down, so hurry up if you want to ask anything, don't wait." I'm tired of waiting."

"Thank you, sir." Yuan Mucheng said bluntly without going around the bush, "I just want to ask, is there really no way for you to cure the poison of Tan Ningxue?"

Zhong Dingshan replied truthfully: "Not yet."

Yuan Mucheng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked: "Then if someone says that there is a cure for this poison, is it credible?"

Zhong Dingshan shook his head: "It's not good to make trouble, this clotting blood can only be cured with another kind of poison, who knows if that person is cheating on you, unless..."

"Unless what?" Yuan Mucheng asked.

Zhong Dingshan got up and patted him on the shoulder: "Unless someone is willing to test the poison himself."

Yuan Mucheng seemed to have found a glimmer of hope, and his dead heart finally recovered a little rhythm.

Not only did he give half of his life to Jiang Shiqing, but he could even give the remaining half of his life to that person, not a cent left.As long as there is a chance to save Jiang Shiqing, not to mention testing poison, even if it is to exchange life for life, he is willing in every possible way.

Seeing his sudden silence, Zhong Dingshan raised his hand and knocked on his forehead, and said, "I know what's going on in your brain, kid. If you want to try it, have you ever thought about what to do with my Huaichuan? Have you ever thought about what to do with the Yuan family?"

Yuan Mucheng was knocked back to his senses. The impact of this night made him lose his senses and put his reason behind him. He was so afraid of losing Jiang Shiqing that he forgot that his life didn't belong to him. He couldn't ignore Prince Jingping's mansion. and Dali.

Zhong Dingshan sighed with his hands behind his back, with a serious expression on his face: "There is no need to sacrifice yourself. I will try my best to save his life, but at most I can keep him alive for another year. In one year, you'd better give up all the battles you have to fight as soon as possible." After the beating, sit down and talk with him quietly about the drug test, do you understand?"

one year.One year at most.

Yuan Mucheng's throbbing heart was strangled, he was so bored that he couldn't even make a sound, so he could only nod his head in response.

"You stupid boy, if you care about it, you will be chaotic." Zhong Dingshan sighed and said with a smile when he saw his sad face, "Oh, after all, he is still a young man, and he has a lot of energy to spare for his sweetheart. Envy, tsk, I can only envy you Slightly."

Zhong Dingshan "tsk" several times, walked away feeling his stomach, only Yuan Mucheng was left alone, his whole body was as weak as if he had lost his bones, he could only find some support by leaning his back against the wall.

"It can be guaranteed for another year at most."

Zhong Dingshan's words lingered for a long time, Yuan Mucheng was immersed in it, staring at the lamp shadow on the ground in a daze, unconsciously, scratches had been pinched on his palm.