Sand sculpture heroes come out of youth

The originally soft wine collided with the taste buds in the mouth, and immediately burst into a spicy and sour taste in the mouth.

You Mu tilted his head and stared at Jin Cheng in confusion, and asked in confusion, "Aren't you?... You didn't..."

The possibility that popped into his mind caused him to shut up immediately.

Seeing his abnormal expression, Jin Cheng thought it was funny, and he said frankly, "98 Flood Orphan, don't be surprised, and don't need to be pitiful... Actually, I'm luckier than many people... My adoptive father is very good, but passed away last year. And..."

He paused, and an expression of "confessed and lenient embarrassment" flashed across his face.

"The haute couture store in the commercial center is mine."

Nomad was trying his best to put away some abnormal expressions, but when he heard Jin Cheng's words, all the expressions "bang bang bang" turned back and forth on his face, and then all the expression scum fell into pieces.

He opened his mouth slightly and stared at Jin Cheng's cold and indifferent face after uttering two truths.

Seriously, he couldn't understand how a person could live such a cool life.

I don't even understand how he can downplay a personal experience that sounds, no, it doesn't sound, it is really miserable.

I'm not.

he didn't...

He was not born in 98, how old was Jincheng then?

One year old, two years old, or three years old.

Don't be surprised.

No need to pity me.

——To tell the truth, after confirming the eyes, you have been exposed.

So Nomad couldn't control the overflowing love boundless, and called "Brother..."

Jin Cheng's face was a little stiff, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Huh?"

After calling people, You Mu didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head and opened the iceberg lava box. There were two pieces of chocolate cake inside, but there was only a delicate small iron spoon.

After a pause, he picked up the spoon and the cake and handed them to Jin Cheng.

Jin Cheng didn't take the spoon, but took the cake.

Nomad took a bite of the cold and mellow chocolate, barely calming himself down.

He reached out to clink glasses with Jin Cheng, "Brother, how old are you?"

Jin Cheng's eyes were calm and steady, the edge of the cup just touched his lips and then left, raised his eyelids, raised his head back and raised his chin thoughtfully, looking at You Mudao: "24."

Almost instantly, You Mu thought of the unrestrained and rebellious man in Jingyu's luxury box, and he merged with Jin Cheng, who was lightly pecking at the sake, in the blink of an eye.

Nomad: "My... next birthday is 18."

"I know." Jin Cheng looked at Nomad, blinking his eyelids very slowly.

In that blink, it was as if his whole body was soaked in the air called "lazy and sexy", exuding a faint smell of alcohol and... lust.

Two invisible big hands suddenly drilled out of that air, passed through the chest, and grabbed the two regularly beating hearts! ! !

Suddenly, the air fluctuated slightly due to the irregular breathing of the two.

Like a temporarily out-of-control ultrasonic wave, the two irregular wave bands crossed, and the waves stirred up were like electricity, sweeping across the apex of the heart in the blink of an eye.

Nomad swallowed his inexplicably manic heartbeat.

He tried his best not to spit out the two consecutive questions in his heart.

—Do you have a split personality?

——May I ask how your two split personalities merged so perfectly?

He lowered his head, not knowing whether he was looking at the cup or elsewhere, and remained silent for a long time.

I did a math problem unknowingly in silence.

This year, 24 years old, the 1998 flood...

So Jin Cheng was only four years old in 98?

Year 98? ! !

Nomad remembered something in the 16° smoke.

During You Jiangan's not-so-long military career, there were a few memorable events for him—of course, it was impossible to tell his family members about the special missions he had performed.

However, among a bunch of seemingly insignificant pasts, there is one thing that has been lingering deep in You Jiangan's memory for a long time.

At the same time, it was also accompanied by the whole childhood of nomads whose rebellious period was advanced by nearly ten years.

In June of the third year of enlisting in the army, You Jiangan’s unit went to the southwest region to perform a mission—to chase a group of immigrant mercenaries from the border area with Southeast Asia to the southwest region, and use the power of the Southwest Military Region to wipe out half of the mercenaries; The employer demanded to continue to invade the East China region, and the mercenary team that lost more than half of the team chose to go to the corners of the mountainous areas that the Chinese had never explored in order to avoid further loss of personnel.

You Jiangan's special forces chased the mercenary for more than a month, biting off the mercenary's tail, breaking off his hind legs, and finally strangling him by the throat, so that the famous "Tiger" was buried in Huanggang Mountain.

Coincidentally, on the night of the end of the mission, the troops were trapped on the mountain by a catastrophic flood that had never happened in a century.

It was mid-to-early July, and most of East China was hit by the "second plum rain".

The troops camped by a small river less than three meters deep in the mountains, waiting for the helicopters of the East China Military Region to take away the only three remaining mercenaries alive.

Unexpectedly, the flood came unexpectedly, and experienced veterans judged from the sound that it was a flash flood.

The troops were ordered to climb the mountain together with the mercenaries, and when the group climbed halfway up the mountain, the flood had swept everything that the troops had no time to take away into the angry yellow water.

The flood flooded to the middle of the mountain in the blink of an eye-the concentrated water has a large flow rate and strong scouring and destructive power. The water flow carries sediment, stones, trees, and even construction waste from upstream villages and towns hit by the flood.

Of course there are people.

The elderly, children, middle-aged men and women, livestock, poultry...

All floated on the water, mixed in the yellow mud water.

Only a few people in the army were left to watch the mercenaries, and the rest all went into the water to save people.

The flood was ferocious and ruthless, even You Jiangan and the others were special soldiers who were working day and night, and they felt powerless.

At that time, he rescued four people in a row, two middle-aged men, one dying old man, and the last one was a child.

The little boy looked like three or four years old. At that time, everyone believed that the child would not survive.

His skin was horribly scratched by the sand and stones in the flood, but he was not seriously injured.

The first batch of people taken away by the helicopters of the East China Military Region were not mercenaries, but a group of people rescued from the flood. Those who were seriously injured and unconscious left first until the helicopter flew back for the fifth time, and the disaster relief department got the news and came to rescue the victims , You Jiangan's troops left with mercenaries.

After the pursuit mission was over, the special forces unit under the North China Military Region stayed in the East China Military Region for repairs.

While staying in the East China Military Region for repairs, You Jiangan and others went to see those who were rescued from the flood—they rescued more than [-] people at that time.

Later flood fighting troops saved many people in the past.

It is said that the upstream of that small river is a small town in Jiangxi, and the flood took more than half of the lives of the people in that town—among them were the family of the little boy rescued by You Jiangan, his grandparents, his parents, and his aunt's family. .

You Jiangan thought at that time—no matter how big the world is, he will be the only one in his family from now on.

The day before returning to the North China Military Region, You Jiang'an went to the hospital for the second time to see the little boy picked up in the flood.

Just like the first time I saw it, the three or four-year-old boy seemed to be crazy—stimulated by the spirit, he lost his ability to express himself, he only yelled crazily, was extremely autistic, and curled up in the corner of the ward every day, muttering, talking about who He couldn't even understand the words, and his clear eyes were full of extreme fear of this world.

On the immature face and lonely body, all the broken emotions that can be shown after being deprived of all sense of security and belonging are staged.

When he was a child, every time Nomad played foolishly, yelled miserably, and ran away from home with a small bag to play, You Jiangan would use this incident to frighten him.

In order to prevent his son from rebelling ten years ahead of schedule from becoming an out-and-out brat, You Jiang'an took great pains—he used force to suppress him, and he used force to understand his own interests.

In fact, nomad can't remember many details, only a rough outline.

Thinking about it, Nomad thought that Jincheng was the one his father saved.

Even if the age and time are right, but...he would rather he and Jin Cheng, and Jin Cheng and You Jiangan do not have this fate.

The iceberg lava has been eaten up, and only a quarter of the 720ml wine is left.

The noise next door was still noisy, and it seemed even louder than before.

Neither of them spoke any more, and only the dining light was on in the room, which looked a little dim.

On the contrary, the moonlight outside is white, but not cold.The night wind blows from the direction of the forest park, mixed with a slightly strong scent of vegetation, which makes people feel refreshed.

Nomad glanced at Half Moon and then at Jincheng.

Jin Cheng kept his eyes half closed, looking in his direction in a daze, but You Mu turned his head to look at him several times, but couldn't focus on him. He seemed to be in a state of being slightly drunk and dozing off.

The plain white moonlight illuminated half of his outward face, and the deep contours of his face were slightly stern.

I don't know if he knows more, but Youmu feels that there is a little bit of loneliness in his coldness.

If it was in the past, he would not have thought that Jincheng and the word loneliness had anything to do with each other.

For example, Jincheng's past, in his opinion, were not used to embellish loneliness, but to embellish his innate ruthlessness.

Perhaps, loneliness is a concrete and transparent thing for Jincheng—you don’t have to be with me, but you belonged to me, I abandoned you, and we have been with each other.This is enough.

"Son! Where is it?"

A loud female voice was getting closer, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

You Mu raised his eyes and looked at Jin Cheng with a bit of embarrassment on his face, "My mother... oh oh oh! Wine, wine! Put it away!"

He jumped from the window sill to the ground, carrying a quarter of the sake left, and turned around anxiously.

Sitting on the window sill, Jin Cheng stretched out his hand to cover the top of his hair, pressed his head and turned the man face to face, and stretched out his other hand in front of You Mu: "Give me the wine."

Like a robot, Nomad raised his hand and handed the wine to Jin Cheng mechanically, watched as Jin Cheng raised his head and drank the rest of the wine, then bent down and put the bottle under the backyard wall.

"Brother..." He's so domineering and handsome!

Jin Cheng straightened up after hiding the wine bottle, then reached out to wipe the chocolate from the corner of Nomad's mouth, and then moved his fingertips to the bridge of Nomad's nose.

The nomadic fighting cock looked at the fingers on the bridge of his nose and asked, "What are you doing!"

Jin Cheng said slyly: "I licked it."

"!!!" After being shocked for a second, Nomad suddenly gave a wicked smile and decided to outwit the old driver, so he pretended to be frivolous and said, "Is it a mistake? In this case, you should lick it for me, right?"

come!tease each other!

"...?...!!...??...!!!"

Jin Cheng froze, and quickly suppressed the rising cough in his throat after he realized it.

He pressed Nomad's head hard in punishment, turned Nomad's back to himself with the hand control, and then patted him between the back and waist, "Go and open the door."

You Mu only felt that Jin Cheng's palm opened up his Ren Du's second vein, and the blood all over his body jumped up, and the next second began to rush and swim in the blood vessels of his whole body.

Niucha duck!Divine skill!

After walking a few steps, he started to run uncontrollably, ran to the door and yanked it open.

Outside the door, an intellectual woman wearing a full OL outfit and a low ponytail was almost dragged into the room by the sudden door wind.

"Mom, you go back..." Before You Mu finished speaking, he was brutally murdered by his own mother.

Zhou Rong pulled You Mu's cheeks with both hands, rubbed them again after pulling, her heart ached very violently.Holding Nomad's face in both hands, looking left, right, up and down, the swing is so large that anyone who sees it is afraid that Nomad's head will be pulled out in a second.

Nomad grinned his teeth, and said with a windy mouth, "Did you finish the inspection, am I still the prettiest boy on this gai?"

Zhou Rong is not short, she is 175 centimeters tall, and she is [-]cm tall, which is still a bit short of Nomad.

"I want to die!" After she finished speaking, she cupped Nomad's face and moved close to kiss her.

You Mu jerked his head back as if he had been electrocuted, and took advantage of Zhou Rong's unsteady standing by him, and quickly stepped back into the room.

Zhou Rong, who had finished teasing her son, was the only one left at the door, holding the door frame and laughing heartily. After You Mu moved away, she happened to see clearly the tall man that You Mu ran into as he stepped back.

As soon as Zhou Rong and Jin Cheng's eyes met, both of them were taken aback.

With doubts on her face, Zhou Rong spoke first: "Did I meet you somewhere?"

You Mu opened his mouth half-opened and watched his mother speak to Jin Cheng in the tone she used to strike up handsome guys, and the pores all over her body exploded "Bang bang bang..." all at once! !

Every fine hair was blown into the shape of instant noodles.

His entire face was occupied by the word "speechless".

In the end, he had no choice but to say, "Mom, my dad is here."

Zhou Rong suddenly turned her head and looked back, her movements were so fast that other people would have twisted her neck. Seeing Nomad cheating on her, instead of being angry, she patted her chest with lingering fear, showing that she was a repeat offender.

She pointed at Nomad and said, "Don't scare me with your father, I'm not afraid of him..."

"Who isn't afraid of me?" You Jiangan's head suddenly appeared from Zhou Rong's shoulders, causing Zhou Rong to scream in a low voice.

"Oh! It's scary!" Zhou Rong closed her eyes tightly in fright and kept patting her chest.

Jin Cheng said, "Hello, Manager Zhou, we met at Dongshi headquarters."

Zhou Rong suddenly realized: "You are the chief of E.lion... what's that term called?" She suddenly got stuck and looked at You Jiangan in distress.

You Jiangan poked his daughter-in-law's forehead and said, "How would I know, no, what did you do wrong just now, you were scared to death when I came?"

Zhou Rong responded with a series of blank eyes.

The corner of Jin Cheng's mouth curled into a smile: "I don't work at Dongshi, I just go to help my friends."

Zhou Rong stepped into the room, and extended her hand to Jin Cheng politely: "I heard that you filmed... cough, saved my son, anyway, I still want to thank you... although you escaped the order."

After shaking hands, Jin Cheng who just let go: "..." Will this family get better?

Nomad stood aside, holding back his laughter and turned into a kettle that was about to boil water, intermittently saying "Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff...".

There seems to be a bug in the timeline, wait for me, a scumbag who can't add and subtract within ten, to do the math~╮(╯▽╰)╭

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of crying clown, 1 bottle of Mu Xue