Jiangxin Poplar

"Did they beat you like this?" He seemed to be trembling a little, and Jiang Cheng wondered if he heard it wrong.

Yang Yulang stretched out his hand to press on his heart, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, and he immediately withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

Jiang Cheng thought to himself, "Why is it so painful?" He said after a while, "No, they're not that capable." He pointed to his chest and several other places, "These are the old man, my dad did it."

Yang Yulang held back his unhappiness, "Why did he hit you again?"

"No reason," Jiang Cheng said indifferently with a twitch of his mouth, "As long as I cause trouble outside, I will be beaten by him when I go home."

Yang Yulang's veins twitched, "Can't you hide?"

"Hiding," Jiang Cheng didn't want to say more, but had to say, "I fought back."

Yang Yulang looked at him with complicated eyes, and put his clothes on him for a long time, "The wound on the heart should not be underestimated, go to the hospital."

The hospital, Jiangcheng quit when he heard these two words, "No."

Seeing that his attitude was firm, Yang Yulang didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand to press his heart hard again, Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and listened to him with pain, "You don't need to bear it, you may die suddenly if you don't handle it properly here."

What the hell... Jiang Cheng looked at him with black lines.

"I don't want anything to happen to you." When Yang Yulang said this, his tone was soft and expressionless, but Jiang Cheng was hit by such a sentence, and his previous resistance was instantly lost to the sky.

Yang Yulang took him to the hospital where Dr. Wei worked last time. When he arrived, he took pictures and did an electrocardiogram. The doctor in charge of the examination also knew Yang Yulang, and asked many questions during the diagnosis and treatment.

After a few hours, the diagnosis result came out, and the professional Jiangcheng couldn't understand it, they only knew that the doctor told him to pay attention to rest, avoid strenuous exercise and eat a light diet, etc., and also prepared a lot of medicine for external application and internal administration.

After hearing this, Jiang Cheng said, "When can I play basketball?"

The doctor glanced at Yang Yulang after hearing this. Jiang Cheng didn't understand why he was looking at Yang Yulang, so he just answered that he was done.

He said slowly, "You can't touch the ball for at least half a month."

"But my school will hold a basketball game next month." Jiang Cheng tried his best to find a solution.

Yang Yulang put his palm on his shoulder and said calmly, "Don't participate in the basketball game."

Jiang Cheng was distressed, "I'm a power forward."

"If you insist," Yang Yulang said without hesitation, "I will ask your school to cancel the basketball game."

ouch!If Jiang Cheng had said this earlier, he might not have believed that he would really do such a thing, but since he knew that He Yunlin was the nephew of Vice Principal He Honghui, he was sure that Yang Yulang could really cancel the game with just one word.

Alas, forget it, lose as long as you lose, it's no big deal, anyway, I didn't want to participate in the first place, so I just used all the time to study again.

Step by step, Jiang Cheng didn't realize that his bottom line was constantly lowering with Yang Yulang, just like someone once said, "You touched my bottom line, so what, it doesn't matter, the bottom line, just change to another one."

After the end, Yang Yulang went to get his coat, seeing that the clothes were so torn that he couldn't wear them anymore, so he threw them directly into the trash can by the door.

Jiang Cheng glanced back, "That can't be thrown away." He almost picked up the coat as if rushing over.

The corner of Yang Yulang's mouth twitched, "Why, this dress is very important to you?"

"No." Jiang Cheng shook his head, took out something from his pocket and quickly hid it behind him, before throwing away his coat.

Yang Yulang watched his movement, although his movement of hiding things was quite unpleasant, but he didn't say anything about it, he simply said: "Let's go."

Walking out of the hospital, there was a gust of cold wind in front of him, and Jiang Cheng, who was only wearing a sweater, shivered instantly.

Seeing this, Yang Yulang took off his overcoat and put it on him. Jiang Cheng shied away, saying, "You are injured now, so you can't catch a cold."

Putting on his coat, he withdrew his hand, and the thing Jiang Cheng had hidden in his back pocket just now appeared in his palm. It was a piece of jade in a plastic ziplock bag. At first, Yang Yulang didn't remember what it was. It was only when the lanyard was recalled that it was the Sirius pendant.

The fragment was stained with blood, lying silently in the palm of the hand at this time, as if telling Jiang Cheng's sadness that he couldn't speak.

He handed the fragment back to Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng's expression froze when he reached out to pick it up. He had mixed feelings for a moment. Putting on a coat, the thing was in his hands without a sound. This hand speed is really good enough. He said depressedly: " Why do you take things from people casually?"

Yang Yulang asked back, "A fight?"

Jiang Cheng didn't want to admit it, but could only nod his head.

"It's all broken, what are you keeping?"

Jiang Cheng held the fragment tightly, glanced at him, and said nothing.

Yang Yulang also looked at him, feeling indescribably sweet and bitter that he valued the gift he gave him so much. On the way back, he said, "I'll give you another gift."

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "No, changing the meaning would be different."

Yang Yulang was puzzled, "What special meaning did you give this?"

Jiang Cheng scratched his head, unable to come up with the theory of Double Star, he hesitated and said, "I just like this."

Yang Yulang didn't reply after listening for a long time. He felt that this kid was actually quite strong and very assertive, and it was difficult for others to easily change his mind.

After returning to the apartment, he went to the cabinet and opened a drawer, took out a velvet box from it, and opened it in front of Jiang Cheng. Inside was a deer horn ornament, simple and exquisite, with a round and translucent ruby ​​inlaid on the corner.

Yang Yulang took out the antlers, Jiang Cheng took a closer look and found that there was a word "Yu" engraved on the antlers.

"This is a piece of red coral, a gift from my grandfather." Yang Yulang looked at the antlers, "I have worn them for many years, and it is very important to me." After speaking, he handed the things to Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng looked blank, thinking: "What are you doing, you mean to send me off?"

But that's what Yang Yulang meant.

Not to mention that this pendant is expensive, even if it is an ordinary thing, would you dare to accept something from my grandfather?So he shook his head immediately, "Keep it to yourself."

Yang Yulang directly put the antlers around his neck, just like when he put on Sirius.

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand to take it off, "I can't take it."

Yang Yulang pressed his hand, "Put it on, it suits you quite well."

He covered the back of Jiang Cheng's hand with his palm, and did not take it away, waiting for his consent to accept it.

Jiang Cheng looked at him and felt that his always cold and hard heart had turned into a trickle of water, soft and messy.

Seeing that he no longer refused, Yang Yulang put the velvet box in his hand.

"Would you like tea?" Yang Yulang asked him as he took out a can of West Lake Longjing.

"Yeah." In the past, Jiangcheng only drank bitter green tea. After getting to know him, Junshan Yinzhen, Jinjunmei, Gaoshan Oolong, West Lake Longjing, Tieguanyin... all kinds of teas have been tried, and his taste is rather clear. These teas are also fragrant, but they all taste lingering and lingering.

Yang Yulang handed him the brewed tea, "Reading?"

"At this time, I can't read a single word." Jiang Cheng Niu took a sip, which was in stark contrast to Yang Yulang's sip.

"I think so." Yang Yulang drew the curtains, and called Jiang Cheng to sit on the sofa together, "Watch a movie and relax."

"it is good."

Yang Yulang activated the projector by remote control, selected an Indian movie that was not easy, and soon started playing it on the big screen.

It was the first time Jiang Cheng watched him use a projector here, and he had always thought it was a decoration before, but he didn't expect the viewing effect to be as close to that of a theater, or even worse.

He turned his head and glanced at Yang Yulang who was sitting beside him, measured the distance between the two of them several times with his eyes, then got up to refill his tea, and then went to the bathroom to slowly move closer to him until The two of them were almost touching their shoulders before they settled down to watch the movie.

Yang Yulang stared at the screen, and occasionally took a sip of tea. Jiang Cheng watched him drinking tea from the corner of his eye. His heart moved, and he also took a sip from his own cup. After drinking, he pretended to put down the cup casually. In fact, he put the cup down The position is a little in front of Yang Yulang's cup.

Sure enough, the next time Yang Yulang drank tea, he didn't look at the table, but picked up Jiangcheng's cup and brought it to his mouth.

Looking at his actions from the corner of his eye, Jiang Cheng felt that his throat was thirsty and hot, and he almost lost the desire to watch movies.

He didn't understand the first part of the movie. He didn't know what the little boy was wandering aimlessly all day long. He was depressed, uncomfortable and lonely at a young age, and he was a little depressed watching it.

He tried his best to calm down, so he stared at the screen for a long time. He didn't understand the deep meaning of the movie and wanted to discuss it with Yang Yulang, but when he turned around, he found that he had fallen asleep at some point.

It was only then that he remembered that Yang Yulang had just returned from another hemisphere today, and he was jet-lagged, so he went to the hospital with him as soon as he met him, which took several hours.

Isn't this too good for yourself?

He stared at Yang Yulang's face for a long time before he gently helped him to lie flat on the sofa, put a pillow on the back of his neck, and then took the quilt to cover him tightly.With such a movement, the usual Yang Yulang would have been awakened long ago, but this time, he was still in a deep sleep.

Jiang Cheng sat directly on the ground, staring at the sleeping face without blinking. Hot that hand.

The movie continued. In the second half, the little boy finally ushered in a turning point. He met a teacher who understood him. Only then did he realize that the little boy was a child with dyslexia. Nobody knew or understood him before. The teacher The classmates didn't understand, and neither did the accompanying family members. There was only scolding and criticism. The little boy was lonely and helpless, drifting away from everyone around him.

If he hadn't met the teacher later, what would his life have been like?I will never get the understanding and support of my family, I will never discover my talent for painting, and I will never open my heart, and I will end up living as a lonely and weird person...

After watching the ending, Jiang Cheng felt that he was the same as the little boy in the movie, as lonely and helpless, and also as lucky. He met a good teacher who changed his life, so why not himself?

It has been a long time since the movie ended, but the fluctuation in his heart has not subsided.

Walking to the window, lighting a cigarette, the smoke curled up, and rubbed the antlers on his neck with his hands.