After breaking up, he cried and begged me to go back

"I don't want it, it's not that I've had an injection, you still let me take medicine? You know that I hate taking medicine..., hmph, you don't have any good intentions!" Jiang Chenyi was most afraid of taking medicine, and stubbornly disagreed.

The man is one head and two big. This man must fight you to the death every time he takes medicine.Kong tugged at him with one hand, and his voice was slightly harsh: "Be obedient, don't you have a headache?"

Jiang Chenyi was like a clever little white rabbit, pouted his buttocks, and instantly got under the pillow, his light white fingertips firmly grabbed the corner of the pillow and covered his head: "I don't have a head now, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Oh, really?"

The man patted his upturned buttocks, and his tone was full of evil: "Then I will drink it from here, and the effect should be similar."

Then he went to take off his nightgown.

"Ah! No, I'll eat, I'll eat."

Jiang Chenyi yelled and turned over, hugged the pillow and climbed up, just revealed a pair of eyes, meowed, and got into the quilt again, except for a few strands of hair outside, the whole body was wrapped in the quilt, like a round ball carrots.

Ren Xiaoyan wanted to fuck him up, so he suppressed his temper and shouted, "Come out!"

"I don't." There was a muffled voice through the quilt.

"Really not coming out?"

"Don't come out!"

"Think there's nothing I can do with you, huh?"

A dangerous voice came slowly, hitting the point: "I'll count to 3, if you don't come out, then you can't blame me!"

If I don't go out, I would rather suffocate to death in the quilt than go out.Jiang Chenyi wrapped the quilt a little tighter.

The man suddenly fell silent, and the air became too quiet.

Jiang Chenyi pricked up his ears to listen, but there was no movement, he rolled on the bed a few more times, he didn't feel the existence of that person, er, he must have passed out due to an illness, right?

"Ren Xiaoyan?"

Lifted a small corner of the quilt and looked at it secretly.

Strange, what about people?

Just when he was wondering, a hand suddenly came over his neck, a man descended from the sky, grabbed his neck, Jiang Chenyi screamed "Ah!", and a cup of medicine was directly poured into his mouth.

"Ah...uh..."

He wanted to spit it out, but the man pressed his lips suddenly.

God, it's so bitter and stinky!

The mouth was quickly filled with a raging /tongue/, Jiang Chenyi's eyes were wide open, but he was imprisoned tightly by Ren Xiaoyan, and those medicines were also forced to swallow.

Until the smell of medicine in his mouth dissipated and was replaced by the faint smell of mint in his mouth, he finally let go of him.

"You..." Jiang Chenyi wanted to vomit but didn't want to vomit, this was probably the most uncomfortable kiss he had ever received.

"how do I?"

Ren Xiaoyan's face was not red, his heart was not beating, but his eyes were filled with pride.

Jiang Chenyi gritted his teeth in hatred, with flames rising from his eyes: "Your mouth really stinks! Don't kiss me in the future!"

"Oh, is that so?" The man slammed him on the bed, with an unpredictable smile on his lips, and bit his red lips again.

Jiang Chenyi was thrashing and struggling, like a drowning cat, but his limp limbs couldn't stir up any splashes, so he could only gradually drown in the fiery kisses.

"Chen'er, is it hot?"

"...It's hot, it's so hot..." His breathing stopped and he lost all strength.

The man had been planning for a long time, and his smile was particularly alluring: "Then I'll help you cool down..."

"...Ah, you...fuck...do you still have humanity? I have a fever, and you still fuck me..."

"You're too hot, I'm cooling you down physically..."

Shortness of breath tangled into turbulence in the air.

Many unknown emotions are stirring back and forth in the turbulent flow. The handsome person does not know whether it is pain or too much pleasure, maybe both exist, his expression is distorted in pain, but his skin seems to be burnt by strong wine, overflowing with flooding pink, reaching his fingertips There is nowhere to release it, only to hold the bed sheet tightly.

……

Inside a rental house on the edge of Jiangnan city.

The room was messy, with beer bottle garbage piled up everywhere, several fast food boxes with food residues on the table, cigarette butts and ash spilled on the table, and the air became foul and foul.

The young man with red hair got up from a pile of beer bottles and kicked the blue hair next to him a few times.

Lan Mao rubbed his eyes and sat up: "What's wrong, boss?"

"Damn it, I always dream of being beaten when I fail to pick up girls!" Hongmao said angrily.

Lan Mao pointed to the wound on his face, and was about to cry: "Boss, that's not a dream, it's real..."

"Ah..." Red Mao also noticed the wound on Lan Mao's face, and the two hugged their heads and cried bitterly.

Awlhead was woken up by their cries, saw a lady's bag in front of him, and hurriedly opened it to look at it. After flipping through it, he found more than 100 yuan and a black card. Holding the black card, he laughed: " Boss, we got rich, the black card used by that chick!"

"Black card?" The red hair was startled, threw away the blue hair and got up to look.

Lanmao pursed his mouth: "So what about the black card, you don't know the password!"

The orange hair on the sofa also woke up. Hearing what they said, he sat up and said, "You are stupid, we can try it. Women's passwords are usually very simple, and most of them are her birthday."

Lan Mao remembered Jiang Mo's cell phone in his pocket, and hurriedly took it out and handed it to Hong Mao, "Boss, this is her cell phone!"

Hongmao grinned and said, "Let's crack the password of this phone first!"

Cracking the password of the mobile phone is very simple. The black technology can be opened as soon as it is opened. Several people checked Jiang Mo's WeChat QQ and quickly found her birthday. They ran to the ATM to try the password excitedly, but they didn't know that this card was not It's not Jiang Mo's.

Hong Mao was very annoyed, "Fuck, is this her boyfriend's card?"

"How about we tie her up and threaten her boyfriend to hand over the password?" Lan Mao suggested.

Awl head was shocked: "Kidnapping is against the law!"

Hongmao slapped him on the head: "Do you think breaking the law is more important than getting rich?"

"Get rich!" Several people shouted in unison.

Hongmao lowered his gaze: "Isn't that right?"

……

Jiang Mo bought the crab roe soup dumplings that Grandpa loved, and returned home.

It was an old small house. The previous house in Huacheng had been sold. Because of too much pressure from public opinion, they had to move their family here.

Grandpa spent a lot of money on medical treatment, and she was studying at the time, so this house was bought as a second-hand house. Although she washed the floor countless times with disinfectant, and Dad repainted the walls, the rotten mildew can still be smelled breath.

Maybe it's the smell of poverty.

This made Jiang Mo irritable, extremely irritable, seeing that everything at home was not pleasing to the eye, but she had to endure everything and be a good child with good morals.

If Jiang Chenyi saw this scene, how would he feel?Hey, since you have taken their money, let him come back and have a look!

Dad went to the construction site to do a small job, only grandpa was sick in bed.

Jiang Mo decided to do his grandfather's ideological work first, calmed down and came to his grandfather's bed, and asked softly, "Grandpa, how are you feeling today?"

Grandpa glanced at the alarm clock on the wall: "Well, it's okay, Momo got off work so early?"

"Yeah, grandpa, do you want some water? I'll get you some water."

"No, I'm not thirsty."

Grandpa's hair was already gray, but fortunately, Jiang Mo was well-behaved and sensible, which comforted him somewhat.

Jiang Mo took out the crab roe bun and placed it on the bedside cabinet: "Grandpa, what did I buy for you?"

Grandpa smiled and blamed: "Look at you kid, you bought delicious food for grandpa again, what a waste of money."

"Uh, I'm helping my colleague carry things today. He invited me, and Dad has a share too. You can eat it while it's hot." Jiang Mo took a small spoon, afraid that the crab bun would overflow the soup, and opened a mouth from the tip of the translucent bun. Only then handed the spoon to grandpa.

Grandpa praised her for being sensible and grown up, and he was not polite. He took a spoonful of the delicious soup, tasted it, and praised it all the time.

Jiang Mo didn't dare to ask until he was happy, "Grandpa, you, do you miss your brother?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, the spoon stopped in mid-air, and his eyes froze: "You...you saw him?"

Jiang Mo admitted in a low voice: "...Well, he, he said he wanted to come back and have a look. I was afraid that you and Dad would get angry, so I didn't dare to call him."

"……Hey!"

Grandpa sighed heavily and beat his chest for a long time, unable to speak.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" Jiang Mo hurriedly helped him.

The old man sighed for a long time, and then slowly said: "He's doing... Wen... Net... okay?"

Jiang Mo didn't dare to say that he lost his memory, for fear that his grandfather would be worried, "It seems to be fine."

"He, is he still with that man?"

Seeing his grandfather's worried eyes, Jiang Mo could only lie: "No, he's alone."

"Hey!" The old man sighed again: "If he wants to come back, I have no objection, it's your father's place..."

Jiang Mo was overjoyed: "Grandpa, why don't we figure out a way together, you eat the buns first."

After some deliberation, the grandfather and grandson decided to bully Dad first, and then bring him back.

So Jiang Mo made a table of delicious food, and when Father Jiang came back, he said that he would bring a friend home for dinner on the weekend, a very important friend, let him stay at home on weekends.

Father Jiang thought she was bringing a boyfriend and was secretly happy.

It wasn't until the next day that Jiang Mo sent a text message to Ren Xiaoyan with his newly bought mobile phone, asking Jiang Chenyi to come to the hospital alone, and she took him back.

Jiang Chenyi was still lying on the bed, the high fever subsided, even though his whole body was sore and weak, he was also groggy, especially drowsy.

Ren Xiaoyan asked him to get up and ate a few mouthfuls of breakfast. He felt sleepy with food stuffed in his mouth, so he had no choice but to let him continue to sleep.

When Jiang Mo sent the text message, it was about lunch time, and the man woke him up to eat by the bed. His mouth was dry and he slept like a pig. It was harder than calling his own son.

"Chen'er, it's time to eat."

"...Mmm." The person with the powder on his face responded indiscriminately, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Chen'er, your sister is here!" Ren Xiaoyan was about to get angry.

"Ah, my sister is here? Where is it?" Jiang Chenyi sat up unsteadily, still unable to open his eyes.

Ren Xiaoyan put the phone in front of his eyes: "Look for yourself."

Jiang Chenyi tried his best to open his eyelids, opened them a few times and put them together again.

The man waved his hand and opened his eyelids with his thumb and forefinger. His originally clear pupils were blurred, as if shrouded in misty rain from the south of the Yangtze River.

Ren Xiaoyan couldn't laugh or cry, and simply read Jiang Mo's text message aloud: "This weekend at nine o'clock in the morning, let him come to the hospital, and I will take him home to see Dad and Grandpa!"