Qianli Jiangling

Jiang Li ran all the way back to the alley of Jixian Road.

It was completely dark, and there was a row of dim street lights in the old dilapidated alley.The shadows of the trees are like beasts dormant in the dark.

The smoke from the fire could not be seen at the entrance of the alley, and only the noise from the middle of the road could be heard from a distance.

Jiang Li speeded up, rushed into the crowd of onlookers, and saw that a neighbor in the neighborhood had connected the water pipe himself, and was spraying fiercely on his house on the second floor.

The fire was burning a bit, half of the wall of the room without lights was illuminated, and through the glass windows covered with oil stains, clusters of will-o'-the-wisps flashed out.

The air is full of dryness that is unique to hot summer nights, and far away, the sirens of fire engines come and go.

Jiang Li saw Aunt Liu in the crowd.

He ran over and asked anxiously, "Aunt Liu, where is my dad?"

Aunt Liu was flustered, for fear that the fire on the second floor would affect her breakfast shop.

She frowned deeply, and said with hands and feet: "Your dad just came back, he rushed in just now, he—"

Jiang Li was afraid that Jiang Haijun would rush into the fire without thinking, so he cursed angrily, "He's an idiot!"

After finishing speaking without thinking, he raised his hand and peeled off the red short-sleeved T-shirt he was wearing, and ran under the neighbor's water pipe with his bare arms to get wet, then covered his mouth and nose, and ran inside without hesitation.

Seeing this, the onlookers panicked and panicked.

Aunt Liu shouted in a sharp voice, "Xiao Li, you can't go in! The fire department is coming soon, so don't go!"

This area is full of old, dilapidated and low-rise houses, with messy wires and clothes drying everywhere.It has been in disrepair for a long time, and it is mottled. It has been a long time waiting for a developer who can afford the price of demolition.

Fire hazards have existed for a long time, but soon after each rectification, they will revert to their old ways.

Jiang Li ran up the dark and cramped stairs, and the heat wave was already engulfing the air.

Before he had time to think about it, he squinted his eyes, covered his wet T-shirt, and kicked open the half-covered door with all his strength.

Entering the room is the living room where he sleeps.

The one-meter-wide folding bed by the wall was blazing, and the thin quilt on the spread was burned into a ball of black residue. The flames had already ignited the cloth wardrobe next to the bed. Burnt smell.

The light in the room was not turned on, and the light bulb had long been scorched by the high temperature and exploded into a pile of pieces.

Jiang Li rushed in, saw the open door of the bedroom, and ran in without stopping.

The room was very dark, and you had to use the street lamps outside and the firelight in the living room to see a corner.

Jiang Haijun was kneeling at the corner of the bed, hunched over and dragged out an old antique cabinet from under the bed, and opened the rusty lock on the cabinet tremblingly.

In fact, he was very tall, and when he was kneeling there, he looked very small.

Perhaps because of worry or fear, the whole person was trembling in an unbelievable range.

When Jiang Li found his father, he was so angry that he opened his mouth and cursed: "You old man, what are you doing here again? Once the fire is over, are you going to kill yourself?"

Jiang Haijun turned a deaf ear and stubbornly opened the rusty lock.

Fortunately, the lock was not locked, but it was not used for many years, so it was very difficult to turn it.Jiang Haijun finally opened the box, snatched a cloth bag from it, and stood up staggeringly.

As soon as he turned around, his face was smoked by the smoke from the living room, and he couldn't open his eyes for a long time.

Without hesitation, Jiang Li pressed his wet clothes on Jiang Haijun's face, and dragged him out with brute force.

Fortunately, the flames hadn't reached the door, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to go down the stairs.

When he reached the door, Jiang Haijun suddenly paused again, and walked to the cabinet next to the door in two steps.On the cabinet were the teaching materials Jiang Li had used in school in the past few years, as well as some miscellaneous gadgets.

Jiang Haijun reluctantly opened his eyes, and accurately pulled out the old textbook in which Jiangli saved money, and then quickly dragged his son out again.

Jiang Li couldn't help scolding him again: "I don't want my life for money!"

The two escaped from the second floor panting, and finally saw the firefighters running in on foot.

The alley is too narrow for fire trucks to drive in.The firefighters picked up the long high-pressure water cannon from the alley and led it all the way downstairs to Jiangli's house.

A firefighter was in charge of clearing the fire, and a firefighter came over to quickly inquire about the situation where Jiang Haijun and his son were on fire, and the other two firefighters went straight up to put out the fire.

Seeing the firefighters, the onlookers from afar felt reassured and did not go far away. Driven by the herd mentality, they continued to gather around to watch the excitement.

Firefighters quickly extinguished the blaze.

One wall of the living room was burnt black, all the beds and wardrobes in the river were destroyed, and the room was flooded with water, making it uninhabitable.

Fortunately, Jiang Haijun and Jiang Li were not injured and did not need to go to the hospital.

The firefighters went to find out the cause of the fire. After many inquiries, they confirmed that an old and discarded plastic wire broke and fell on the window sill in the river. Because of the hot weather, the friction caught fire and ignited the thin curtains inside the window sill. When the south wind blows, it burns all the way.

Jiang Li gave Jiang Haijun his wet clothes just now, but he was choked by the smoke and coughed uncontrollably.

He held onto the tree and coughed for a long time, holding back the smell of blood in his mouth, and asked Jiang Haijun, "Did you run up to rescue something precious? Money?"

Jiang Haijun kept a dark face and remained silent.

Jiang Li said again: "You haven't paid back the money you paid for this small crappy house, where is the money?"

Jiang Haijun held the faded cloth bag tightly, and let Jiang Li question him without saying a word.

Jiang Li hadn't completely come out of the panic of the fire, and he spoke very bluntly: "I think you will ask for it if you die someday!"

The night was getting darker.

The neighbors who had had enough of watching finally dispersed, and the firefighters also withdrew the water pipes and left the roadway.

Seeing that her shop was not damaged, Aunt Liu downstairs comforted Jiang's father and son, and left with a yawn.

Jiang Li was still shirtless, and his white skin was covered with black ash from rushing into the fire just now.

He didn't care, he touched it casually, planning to find a place to rinse it.

At this moment, Jiang Haijun finally said: "I can't sleep at home today, I'll fix it tomorrow, and I'll take you to Uncle Zhao's to make do for the night."

Uncle Zhao is a "carrying pole" who works with Jiang Haijun, and he lives not far from here.

Jiang Li had been to his house once, and it was also an old and shabby old man.Four people lived in a small house with an inner area of ​​more than [-] square meters, which was very crowded.

There is a small attic in his house, which is usually used for storing sundries.If it is a straw mat, you can sleep for one night.

But Jiang Li didn't want to go.

There was barely room for one person to sleep in that place, and both he and Jiang Haijun had to go back to back, unable to sleep at all.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Li heard a rush of footsteps behind him.

Before turning his head, he heard someone calling him nervously: "Jiangli!"

Jiang Li suddenly came back to his senses, realizing that it was Sheng Qianling's voice, he paused, and refused to turn his head.

For some reason, he didn't want to face his master at all right now.Not only because of the previous quarrel between gentlemen and gangsters in Time Billiards, but also because he didn't want to expose his nonsense life to him without reservation.

Sheng Qianling calmed down for 10 minutes in the time billiard private room alone.

He kept thinking about Jiang Li's angry expression when he slammed the door, and the more he thought about it, the more he regretted it, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became.

He didn't want to let the conflict stay overnight, so he kept sending wechat messages to Jiang Li, but Jiang Li didn't reply a single one.I had no choice but to call him, only to find that Jiang Li's cell phone had been turned off.

Sheng Qianling was so anxious that he waited for 5 minutes to call again, but he still couldn't get through.

He was a little worried, so he came over directly.But I didn't expect the chaos after encountering the fire.

Jiang Li stood still, the dim streetlights shining on his well-proportioned upper body.

The back of his neck is slender and his back is very thin. He looks thin but has a sense of beauty, like a whole piece of finely carved jade.The shoulder line is round, the butterfly bone is slightly protruding, and the spine line is sunken downward, full of yellow luster, extending into the elastic band of the trousers.

All three were silent for a moment.

Jiang Li lowered his eyes and said to Jiang Haijun, "Let's go to Uncle Zhao's house."

Jiang Haijun glanced behind Jiang Li and said hesitantly, "Someone is calling you."

Jiang Li turned a deaf ear and started to move forward.

Sheng Qianling trotted over quickly and stood in front of Jiangli.

Jiang Li stubbornly didn't look at him, just pulled back the dripping T-shirt from Jiang Haijun's hands, put it on himself, and said again: "Dad, let's go."

Sheng Qianling's heart was about to break.

Regardless of self-cultivation and reserve, he stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Li's slender arm, and shouted again: "Jiang Li."

Jiang Li's eyes were a little uncomfortable, he guessed it was the aftereffect of being smoked for a long time just now.The wet clothes were also very uncomfortable to wear on the body, and it was sticky and itchy when blown by the summer night wind.

Jiang Haijun silently observed the two young men, and asked, "Jiang Li, is this your classmate?"

Jiang Li didn't say anything, and Sheng Qianling didn't deny it either.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Sheng Qianling took the initiative to say to Jiang Haijun, "Uncle, Jiang Li will sleep at my house tonight, is that okay?"

Jiang Haijun sized up Sheng Qianling for a few seconds, then his eyes fell on his hand holding Jiangli, he paused for a while, and then said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Haijun ignored Jiang Li's answer and walked towards the end of the alley with his small cloth bag and Jiang Li's book in his arms.

The alley was very short, and Jiang Haijun turned a corner after walking for a long time, and there was no one there.

With a cold face, Jiang Li's eyes fell on a nearby tree trunk.He remembered that once, when he drank too much on Lijin South Road, he clamored to go to Jiangtan to watch the lanterns. When Sheng Qianling sent him back, he kissed him behind that tree.

Sheng Qianling's hand moved down, completely reaching into Jiangli's palm, interlocking his fingers.

"Lili," Sheng Qianling said hoarsely, "I'm sorry, Lili."

His voice was very soft, as light as a cloud of sorrow.

His voice was very heavy, as heavy as thunder on a rainy night.

Sheng Qianling forcibly broke Jiang Li's body over, hugged him into his arms with all his strength, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't be angry with me, Lili, it's my fault."

Jiang Li felt a sore heart, and the smoky influence became more and more serious, so severe that he wanted to wash his eyes clean with tears.

He refused to speak, and was held so stiffly by Sheng Qianling without making a sound.

Jiang Li's clothes were wet, and they stuck to Sheng Qianling's chest, quickly soaking the front of his shirt.

But Sheng Qianling didn't care at all, and was still coaxing Jiang Li softly.He said, "Lily, forgive me."

Jiang Li was filled with grievances and finally couldn't hold it back, turning into a few tears that fell on Sheng Qianling's shoulders.

Throughout the whole day, his mood fluctuated greatly, first he soared to the clouds, and then suddenly fell into the deep sea.Fatigue and exhaustion hit alternately, pervasive.It wasn't until the moment the fire was extinguished that his body suddenly relaxed, like a survivor who had just escaped from death.

Sheng Qianling felt Jiang Li's tears, his heart ached, and he regretted the invasion.

He reached out to caress Jiang Li's face, and carefully wiped away the tears that kept rolling down, but found that no matter how much he wiped, he couldn't wipe it clean.

He simply lowered his head, brought his lips closer, and kissed the wet corners of Jiang Li's eyes.

While kissing him, she begged him: "Lili, don't cry."

Jiang Li's face was covered with wall dust, and there were also stains from when he went upstairs to pull Jiang Haijun.

Seeing that Sheng Qianling had already kissed him on the corner of his mouth, Jiang Li jerked his head back, pulling a little distance away from Sheng Qianling, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Ling, don't kiss, it's dirty."

But Sheng Qianling kissed more passionately and tenderly.

It seemed as if he wished to crush Jiang Li to pieces, so that he could feel at ease after being embedded in his bones.

Jiang Li had no strength left, so he could only let Sheng Qianling lick his lips.

After embracing and kissing quietly for a while, Sheng Qianling let go of Jiang Li and said, "Go back to sleep with me."

Jiang Li had nowhere to go, so he had to follow Sheng Qianling.

From Jixian Alley to Hanjiang Jingyuan, there is only one road away.

Jiang Li let Sheng Qianling lead him, followed him silently to the gate of Jingyuan, and watched him swipe the access control, swipe the elevator card, and then open the door of 2902.

Standing at the brightly lit door of Room 2902, Jiang Li finally saw his own distress.

The wet clothes were crumpled and pressed against the skin.The two exposed arms were covered with all kinds of dirty, black and scratch marks, criss-crossing and shocking.

In the glass reflector of the fire hydrant, he saw his messy chicken coop hair and puffy eyes stained by smoked tears.

He is no longer the high-spirited and free-spirited boy he used to be.

Sheng Qianling opened the door, stepped over the threshold and walked in.

When he turned around and saw Jiang Li standing still, he called him softly, "Li Li?"

Jiang Li came back to his senses, his pale lips parted slightly, his voice seemed self-deprecating and discouraged: "I'm like a homeless stray dog."

Sheng Qianling came over to hold his hand, and replied gently: "It's okay, I just want to raise a puppy."

The author says:

How can I be sweet but three chapters hum!

Focus on answering yesterday's questions:

1. How do you say snooker is different from e-sports competitions. There is no "pre-match trash talk" part. Generally, they are very gentlemanly, and you can't participate in the competition without a bow tie.Therefore, it was normal for Sheng Qianling to be angry when Jiangli, a ruffian, deliberately used Master Duan to attack Fu Yu.

2. Is the broken mirror that everyone has been asking about related to Jiang Haijun.has no relations with him.Jiang Haijun has always been a very good person. I have paved the way for so many chapters, and everyone can know that he is very kind to Jiang Li.Then please circle the cloth bags rescued by the Jiang Navy in this chapter, which will be tested later.

3. I saw a friend say that in Chapter 49 of mine, those "moon" and "deep sea" and "the moon is overflowing with water" didn't understand these things. Come on, call me and I will explain it to you in detail ! "Angry hum" I didn't understand it, so I re-read it! !