Jiangxin Poplar

Seeing his calm expression, Jiang Cheng felt that his words belittled himself, and that with his ability, he could create a vast world even without a backing.

Sure enough, he was not the only one with this idea, Tang Yuan also said: "If you give me several million now, I may not be able to start a few companies. In the end, it still depends on one's ability!"

Zhuo Hai burped: "If you give me 500 million, I'll buy a sports car, play Fast and Furious, and be accompanied by beauties, hahaha~"

Pan Jun: "I'd better buy a seaside villa, facing the sea and spring flowers blooming~"

Jiang Cheng: "Are you two awake from the dream? When you wake up, keep drinking. Who did you just throw it at?"

Zhuo Hai: "You are really a sight..."

Tang Yuan: "By the way, Ah Cheng, how did you and Brother Lang know each other? Why don't we know anything about it?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at Yang Yulang: "On that day, I met after my fourth uncle left."

Zhuo Hai: "On your birthday, it's been a long time, why haven't you mentioned it to us?"

Yang Yulang answered, "Is that your birthday?"

Jiang Cheng nodded.

Pan Jun patted Jiang Cheng on the shoulder: "It seems that you still got a satisfactory gift."

This remark hit the heart, Jiang Cheng didn't expect such a thing before, now that he remembered how lucky he was to meet Yang Yulang that day.

After drinking for three rounds, the dishes on the table were all empty. During this period, Zhuo Hai Tangyuan couldn't hold back and went to the bathroom to vomit a few times. Jiang Cheng leaned on the pillar behind him with a red face to stand still, and he looked almost the same.

Tang Yuan was still clamoring to play cards, but when he drew out the cards, he couldn't see anything clearly. Jiang Cheng looked at him speechlessly: "Damn, what's the matter with you being a little six to beat me?"

Tang Yuan: "Sorry sorry, I thought it was nine."

Pan Jun: "Stop playing, go to bed."

He walked into a side room, pushed open the door and lay down on the ground humming, and then took out his phone to play games.

Yang Yulang saw the bunk on the floor of the room through the light from the outside, probably the few of them came here to lie on the bunk overnight.

Tang Yuan greeted Yang Yulang: "My brother will stay here for one night, and experience the life of the poor."

Beside him, Jiang Cheng grabbed his hand, slurred his speech but logically said: "Brother, I'll call a car to take you back, you can't sleep in this place." He was about to go to the back to get his phone to call a car, but was tripped by a chair With a fall, I almost fell on all fours.

Yang Yulang hurriedly helped him up: "I've slept enough today, I won't be able to fall asleep even when I go back, and it's fine to lie down here."

"No, no, they are snoring."

"It's okay, there shouldn't be a taxi at this place, so don't bother at this late hour."

Everyone drank, and it was impossible to send him back by bike, so he could only say: "Then...that's wronged you..."

Yang Yulang smiled on his slightly flushed face, and he didn't mind at all.

After entering the room, Jiang Cheng kicked a few of them: "Move, there is not enough room to lie down."

A few people muttered and moved a little to the side, Jiang Cheng straightened the side by the window, took a thin quilt and put him on it before letting him lie down.

After they all lay down, those on the other side found that there were not enough quilts, and one by one started to grab the quilts.

Zhuo Hai: "Don't grab, don't grab, everyone squeeze again."

As they said that, they all moved towards Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Cheng was squeezed to Yang Yulang's side by them. The distance that was still an arm's width away suddenly became close to each other.

Jiang Cheng, who still had a sliver of clarity, turned his head to look at Yang Yulang, who was also looking at himself, and his two eyes met. Although Yang Yulang couldn't see his eyes clearly with the backlight behind him, Jiang Cheng's heart burned suddenly, and his body began to feel hot .

The backs of their hands were pressed against each other, and they could feel each other's warmth. The back of Jiang Cheng's hand was hot, while Yang Yulang's was cold.

Jiang Cheng simply turned over and faced him, he wanted to hold his hand, and asked softly, "Why is your hand so cold? Is it cold?"

Yang Yulang was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't answer him right away. He felt Jiang Cheng's breath close at hand, and moved his hand, trying to draw it out.

But after drinking, Jiang Cheng became more courageous, not only did not let go, but he clenched even tighter, and even the other hand covered him, covering his entire hand.

Yang Yulang: "..."

Jiang Cheng lowered his eyes for a moment and then looked up at him: "I'll help you warm your hands."

His voice was very low, almost a whisper, and Zhuo Hai Tangyuan was already snoring behind him. Although Pan Jun was playing the game, he was farthest away and couldn't hear anything.

His hands were hot, and his cold hands quickly heated up after he covered them like this.

Yang Yulang didn't speak for a while, he looked into Jiang Cheng's bright eyes, and asked, "Why are you unhappy on your birthday?"

Jiang Cheng still remembered what happened that day, so he didn't answer and asked instead, "How do you know that I'm unhappy?"

"You were there before me, your expression wasn't very pretty at that time, and you were injured, didn't you?"

Jiang Cheng thought about it carefully, and he didn't know when Yang Yulang went to the river. At first, he didn't notice anyone nearby at all, but he only saw it later when he changed his posture.

"Yeah," Jiang Cheng said, "some things happened that day, and I was quite depressed, but now that I think about it, it's nothing, it's all over."

Yang Yulang didn't ask what happened, and of course Jiang Cheng didn't want to bring up those bad things at home, so the two of them tacitly stopped talking.

Jiu Jin gradually came to the fore, he was supposed to go to see Duke Zhou, but because Jiang Cheng was covering Yang Yulang's palm, something seemed to be waking up in his body, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

After twists and turns in my mind, I finally came up with a sentence: "Brother Lang, do you have a girlfriend?"

At this time, the autumn wind is rustling outside the window, the stars are scattered all over the place, and the willow moon is curved.

Jiang Cheng didn't know why he suddenly asked this question.

Yang Yulang just looked at him, and said calmly after a long time: "No."

Anyway, your brain has been pumped, so ask more: "What kind of girl do you like?"

Yang Yulang's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he became a little obscure, so he asked instead: "What do you like?"

Well, before this point, Jiangcheng had only had a girlfriend for more than three months, and the girl was chasing after him, and finally found out that his personality didn't match, so he broke up. But he still likes his ex-girlfriend who is cute, cute and clingy. She's cute, but right now he doesn't think this should be a good answer, so he replied, "I... I don't know, how about you?"

Successfully kicked the ball back.

Yang Yulang turned over and took his hands out of Jiang Cheng's hands. He looked straight up and asked leisurely, "Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

Jiang Cheng was originally emptied by his move of pulling his hand away, but he hesitated for a while after hearing his question before saying, "Give me one."

"Why did you break up?"

"This..." Jiang Cheng avoided the question instinctively, "That's it, I'll find that my personality doesn't match everywhere."

Yang Yulang smiled lightly: "It's really a necessary reason to break up."

"Don't just ask me," Jiang Cheng grabbed the right to speak, "What about you, how many have you married? Why are you still single now? Isn't your family urging you to get married?"

Yang Yulang was silent for a long time before saying: "I am most likely a person with no future, falling in love and getting married will only harm others."

Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered that he was a sick person, and he might have a disease that could not be cured. Although he didn't know what the disease was, he knew that Yang Yulang was speaking from his heart.

It's really mindless to poke people's pains while chatting casually.

He moved uncomfortably and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing," Yang Yulang said openly, "People always have to face reality, if you don't have expectations, you won't be disappointed, and all you want in life is death without regrets."

Jiang Cheng raised his eyes and looked out of the window. The sky was full of stars, and he changed the subject: "The starry sky outside is beautiful."

Yang Yulang responded with a shallow "Yes", and the two of them looked out the window in silence.

When Jiang Cheng looked away, Yang Yulang had already closed his eyes, so he couldn't disturb him any more, and he also closed his eyes to let the drowsiness from alcohol hit him, and soon fell asleep.

He didn't know that Yang Yulang opened his eyes after he fell asleep, and looked at him for a long time with a pair of dark pupils.

After a night.

When he woke up, he didn't realize where he was for a while. Holding his forehead that was throbbing with headache, he turned his head and saw several dog friends lying on their backs, and then he remembered what day it was yesterday.

I casually touched a mobile phone and checked the time. It was only five o'clock in the morning, um, it's still early, let's go to sleep.

Turning over, looking at the empty bunk beside me, I suddenly remembered that Yang Yulang was also lying here last night, where is he?

He jumped up suddenly, forgot about the headache for a moment, and looked for him in a panic. When he ran out of the room at a loss, he stepped on Tang Yuan's hair, and heard him scold his mother.

It wasn't until he rushed out of the gate that he saw Yang Yulang standing not far in front of him, with his back turned to him, as if he was on the phone.

Autumn is deep, and it is early morning, but he is wearing a thin shirt and standing in the wind.

Jiang Cheng looked at his body that seemed a little thinner than usual, frowned, turned around and took his coat out from the house.

When he came out again, Yang Yulang had put down his phone, looked up and stood there quietly.

Jiang Cheng hurried over to put on his coat from behind.

Yang Yulang turned back: "Why did you wake up so early?"

"Put on your clothes first." Jiang Cheng still frowned.

Yang Yulang put on his coat, but left it open, and didn't intend to button it up.

Jiang Cheng grabbed his coat and pulled him towards him. Yang Yulang lost his balance and took two steps forward. Then he saw Jiang Cheng lower his head to help him button up the buttons one by one.

He jokingly smiled: "What's the matter with your sudden boyfriend power? Did you use it in the wrong place?"

Jiang Cheng ignored his ridicule: "You can't catch a cold here." He paused and said, "Who are you calling so early?"

As soon as the words came out, I felt inappropriate, but my brain couldn't keep up with my mouth.

Yang Yulang didn't mind, and said flatly, "Overseas calls."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng thought for a while before saying, "It's still early, should I lie down for a while?"

Yang Yulang shook his head. Although he hardly slept last night because of the snoring of the environment and Jiangcheng, but at the moment he is not sleepy, and his energy is still good. It is better to just take a walk and return to the apartment later.

"I'll go for a walk, you go back and sleep later."