The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

The next day, Wen Yan got up at seven, packed up his things briefly, and went out.

When he walked to the gate of the community, he saw Jiang Han leaning on the side of the road with a cane.

Wearing a linen-colored loose sweater and slacks and jeans, he just woke up, his hair is still fluffy, and the band-aids on the corners of his eyes are still there. The rare casual attire makes him calm and lethargic.

Although he was injured, he still couldn't hide his sharp handsomeness, and his long legs looked extraordinarily slender.

Breakfast in hand.

From this angle, Jiang Han's legs are really long.

This person seems to attract attention wherever he goes.

Wen Yan moved his fingertips slightly, stood for a few seconds and walked over.

Seeing Wen Yan approaching, Jiang Han handed over the breakfast: "Fuji's omelette, I didn't buy egg rolls."

Wen Yan took it, eyes drooping, remember... It takes more than ten minutes to walk from here.

The man walked for 10 minutes on crutches just to buy him breakfast.

The breakfast was still hot, it should have been covered all the way.

"Eat quickly, it won't be good when it gets cold."

Jiang Han rubbed Wen Yan's head, a bit like coaxing a child's tone: "What time is the bus in the morning, if it's late, you won't be able to catch it."

"08:30." Wen Yan said.

Jiang Han wanted to call a taxi, but Wen Yan said, "I've already taken a taxi."

The car came very quickly, and it arrived before Jiang Han could speak.

Wen Yan opened the door to get into the car, and was about to close the door.

Jiang Han came up from the other side.

"I'll take you to the station." Jiang Han said.

Wen Yan paused with his fingertips again, but didn't speak.

After getting in the car, Jiang Han rested with his eyes closed.

Probably didn't sleep well.

This person can always inadvertently do things that move him.

Wen Yan's eyes fell on Jiang Han's hand, which was very good-looking, clean, slender, slender and fair.

Wen Yan suddenly had the urge to overwhelm him.

Half an hour's drive was a bit congested, and it took four to 10 minutes to arrive.

The driver parked the car and reminded that "here we are".

Jiang Han hadn't woken up yet, breathing steadily under his deep brows, sleeping peacefully.

Wen Yan gently pushed him with his hands: "Jiang Han, we're here..."

Jiang Han woke up leisurely when he heard Wen Yan calling his name, rubbed his eyes and said, "Ah...so fast, then get out of the car."

Jiang Han sent him to the security checkpoint.

When Wen Yan was about to go in, Jiang Han stopped him again.

Jiang Han resisted the urge to rub Wen Yan's head again, looked at Wen Yan for a few seconds and said, "Take care of yourself. Send me a message when you have spare time."

The mobile phone will be handed in during the training period, and it will not be sent until the end of the training.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes and said "um".

To go in, Jiang Han waved to him again.

Wen Yan turned around and entered the station.

Jiang Han stood where he was, until Wen Yan's back was no longer visible, and then he got up on crutches.

Wen Yan dragged his luggage up to the second floor, halfway there, and turned around again.

The crowd was crowded, and Jiang Han walked away step by step with his back straight on crutches.

Wen Yan suddenly wanted to ask, Jiang Han, do you like me?

Why is it so nice to me?

This year's rainy season is long, and the drizzle has been falling intermittently for half a month, and there is no tendency to stop.The temperature has been more than ten degrees, and the coolness and heat alternate from time to time, making people flustered.

Flu season is upon us.

Jiang Han injured his foot, so he temporarily took three days off to play games at home.

Generally, Jiang Han would play games at home when Jiang Yong was not at home, and occasionally broadcast live.

For Jiang Yong, apart from studying and working, other activities are not doing business properly. For example, Jiang Han plays games, and every time he sees him, he doesn't look good.

Jiang Yong has a violent temper and often says exactly what he says.Jiang Han was rebellious when he was young, and he was often beaten, but there were not many opportunities to do so, because Jiang Yong was often away from home because of his busy work.

Later, if you want to control it, you may not be able to control it anymore.

Because Jiang Han is generally very obedient in front of Jiang Yong, and all bad things are done behind his back.

The third grade already knew to give cigarettes to the policeman next door, and the sixth grade already opened up all the interpersonal relationships in this area relying on Jiang Yong's contacts.

So these days, Jiang Han is not just doing nothing, so he released a message.

On the third day, the eighteen generations of ancestors of the person who attacked him in the gymnasium that day had already been investigated.

They were prepared, the lights were off, the surveillance was broken, and paraffin oil was poured on the ground, they just wanted to surprise them.

In fact they succeeded.

Because Jiang Han was full of hostility at that time, he didn't notice anyone approaching.By the time he reacted, the man had already run away.

He can't tolerate someone saying soft words, or such dirty and despicable words.

His only thought that day was to make those people disappear and shut up.

The person he protects, no one else can touch him, even if he just thinks about it.

At that moment, it was hard to tell whether he regarded Wen Yan as a relative, or because he had treated Wen Yan as his younger brother since he was a child.

Anger has overcome reason, and the attack has lost its importance.

In the past few days, Jiang Han has also found evidence one after another. The organizer must have mixed feelings, so he directly sent the backup evidence to the administration office of the art academy.

Whether to persuade them to quit or call the police is up to them to choose.

Not reconciled.

This is already considered light. According to Jiang Han's previous temperament, the man is probably lying in the hospital now.

In the past few days, Jiang Han refrained from sending Wen Yan a message, for fear of disturbing his competition.The weather is cooling down again, he wants to remind Wen Yan to remember to wear more clothes.

I sent a message, but I didn't reply, so I should be busy.

At night, Jiang Han went out.

A junior high school classmate celebrated his birthday and invited everyone in the class.

When going out, Jiang Yuan rarely asked him when he would be back.

Jiang Han was rather flattered, thinking that his mother had finally found out that she lacked maternal love for herself, and said self-reliantly, "Don't worry, I'm fine by myself."

"Oh, no."

Jiang Yuan was putting on her makeup, and she didn't even give him a look: "I will go shopping with your aunt Ling in the evening, climb the mountain tomorrow, and have a beauty treatment the day after tomorrow. If you are lame, you can eat takeaway by yourself. One or two meals won't kill you. Anyway, you ate a lot behind my back."

Jiang Han: "..."

"Oh, right."

Jiang Yuan was very satisfied with her makeup today, stepped on her beloved bag, opened the door and left: "Remember to water the two potted flowers on the balcony..."

A gust of cool wind was blown up by the door wind, covering Jiang Han's face.

Jiang Han: "..."

Although he thought he was independent enough, his mother didn't have to worry about it.

The Jiang family's family training, as long as you can move, you have to rely on yourself.

Poor Colonel Jiang, who was suffocated at home, dragged a leg to the birthday party, and might have to eat leftovers when he came back.

to the scene.

They are all in the same circle, and they all invite the same group of people.

Wu Fei, Luo Qing, Zhao Ying, Han Feng... There are more than ten people from the third class.

The box is very open, the lights are dim, the colors are mesmerizing, like a dream.

Inside, men and women are piled together, playing games, fighting wine, singing K, and they are already having a good time.

The birthday boy is called Liang Long. His family is rich and well-connected. This club belongs to his company.

Seeing that Jiang Han was injured and still able to attend his birthday party, he was immediately overwhelmed with emotion, and went up to hug him and refused to let go.

"Brother Han, woo woo woo... I really miss you after not seeing you for so long.

"I really miss the days when we skipped classes together to pick up girls. Those are all lost youth."

"You don't know how hard I'm living now. My dad forced me to learn how to manage the company all day long, and I've already started asking me to go on blind dates..."

"What I yearn for is free love! Don't be bound..."

"Okay, it's over."

Liang Long was very fat, and Jiang Han was almost sweating at his weight of more than two hundred.

Jiang Han pushed him away forcefully, feeling extremely disgusted: "I saw you play games with girls last month."

Being exposed, Liang Long stopped pretending, looked around and leaned into Jiang Han's ear and said, "Brother, I haven't seen you picking up girls recently, is it...that..."

As he said that, his gaze indicated something: "It can't be done... Do I need this secret recipe? It's guaranteed to last."

The malicious look in the eyes and the tone of voice.

Jiang Han reacted for a second, then pushed him away and walked forward: "Get out, you think everyone is as shameless as you."

As soon as Jiang Han entered, everyone surrounded him.

"Brother Han, I've heard about your achievements a few days ago. You're so awesome, you beat those people from the art academy to pieces."

"That's right. After going to No. [-] Middle School, I still can't stop Brother Han's demeanor. I've already worshiped him so much."

"This time, the art academy probably didn't dare to show their heads for several years hahahaha..."

As soon as they came in, a group of boys kept pouring Jianghan wine and drank several glasses of baijiu.

Jiang Han has a good capacity for alcohol, so he usually doesn't get drunk.I haven't had a good rest recently, and I feel a little dizzy at the moment, so I lean on the sofa.

Wu Fei came over to stop him: "You've got it, you don't have to do this if you know how to drink well, and you still get hurt."

Immediately, someone said: "Brother who dares to suffer from typhoid fever, that person must not get out."

"That's right, the brothers also 'take care of' the grandson after you name them."

"Count me in, if you dare to be an enemy of Brother Han, you are against me..."

Thanks to his wanderings for so many years, Jiang Han didn't make many serious friends, but he did make a lot of friends, all of whom were flattering and flattering.

Drinking and playing in the box, the wine fans are dark.

Someone proposed to play truth or dare, get drunk and embolden people, and then some boys and girls were encouraged to kiss in public.

The sound of booing and joking is endless.

Wu Fei came over and asked about Jiang Han's injury, and joined in.

Recently, Wu Fei was having an affair with a girl at work, and there was a tendency to develop into a boyfriend and girlfriend, so he didn't have time to hang out with Jiang Han.

Seeing color and forgetting righteousness is clearly written on his face.

Since Jiang Han came in, several eyes fell on Jiang Han from time to time, observing his actions.

Jiang Han leaned on the sofa with his whole body relaxed, frowning slightly.

The lighting in the box was dim, and dreamy LED lights passed over Jiang Han's stern face from time to time. Under the glamorous atmosphere, there was a different kind of fascination, intoxicating and sexy.

This was a face that any girl would be moved by, even if she just sat there a little tired, it was enough to attract everyone's attention.

Then, they saw Jiang Han opened his eyes and looked at the phone several times, as if he was waiting for someone to reply to the message.

They became envious again, wondering which girl could get Jiang Han's attention, even if it was just for an extra glance.

But recently there have been no rumors about Jiang Han having a girlfriend.

So, some girls walked over boldly.