Jiangxin Poplar

Jiang Cheng looked at him in surprise. It was already very strange that Yang Yulang came here at night, and now that he said this made him feel that something was wrong, and relying on the strength of the wine, he boldly joked: "Brother, you will not forget to take your medicine today Bar?"

Yang Yulang: "..." He held his forehead and changed the topic back to the previous one, "Why did your parents get divorced?"

Jiang Cheng smiled dryly: "My mother has been reluctant to leave for more than ten years. She was sick and hospitalized some time ago, and after staying for a few days, she miraculously figured it out." He patted his thigh, "It's good to leave, I finally don't have to See them again."

He turned his head to look at Yang Yulang, suddenly smiled and said, "Brother, let me tell you a joke."

Probably because he drank too much today and talked too much. His joke was to retell to Yang Yulang the past that Yan Ying told him before, which was the reason why he was not popular.

"Just because of this, can you believe it?" He looked at Yang Yulang and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Yang Yulang didn't speak, and reached out to stroke his hair.

After being rubbed by him like this, and watched by his gentle eyes like water, a string in his brain felt like it was about to break. After staring at each other for a moment, he said, "Brother, don't look at me like that."

Yang Yulang's eyes flickered, and he turned away.

"Is it hot?" Jiang Cheng asked him after a while.

"It's okay." Yang Yulang lifted up his sleeves, and Jiang Cheng pulled them down again when he saw this, "There are mosquitoes here."

Yang Yulang: "Has your father never treated you well?"

"Oh," Jiang Cheng sneered, "Anyway, I don't remember it." After saying this, he suddenly felt extremely wronged. This kind of wronged and sad didn't exist when Yan Ying told him the past. At that time, he only felt Hateful and ridiculous.

But now, he felt that he was always wronged. Why did he have to endure all this from birth? Why?What's wrong with me?

While feeling sad and wronged, I also feel that my emotions tonight are really changeable, and I am not used to it.

He sniffed, thinking of the never-ending quarrels at home for more than ten years, and all the scars and pains that Jiang Qingli had inflicted on his body and mind, which remained in his heart like a brand.When he was a child, he was made to kneel on the ground for a long time because he broke a bowl. If he scolded Jiang Chi, he would get a loud slap in the face. He had never touched Jiangchi...but even so, he never told outsiders, and endured all this silently.

It wasn't until he got older that he had a choice, and he could no longer bear it foolishly, so he started not going home, staying at a friend's house, going to an old house, and sometimes he would rather sleep in a park than go back when there was no place to go.

He thought he didn't remember the past and didn't care about it, but as soon as it came to his mind, a door of darkness suddenly opened, and all the painful memories swept in, making his forehead swell and his headache splitting.

Seeing him pressing his forehead, Yang Yulang knew that he was feeling uncomfortable, so he raised his hand to caress him up and down behind him to comfort him.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head, resting one elbow on his bent knee, covering most of his face.

Yang Yulang moved the chair next to him and put his arms around his shoulders: "You can tell me if you have any unpleasant words."

Jiang Cheng covered his eyes and shook his head.

"There's no need to keep it all in your heart." Yang Yulang put his arms around his neck halfway, "it will make me feel better to say it."

"Cough," Jiang Cheng still covered his eyes, "I don't even know where to start."

"Just say whatever comes to mind, I'll listen." Yang Yulang pinched the back of his neck, "Don't worry about it."

Jiang Cheng glanced at the empty wine bottle on the ground and remembered something, so he said: "When I was in junior high school, there was a killer who bullied girls at school. When he met me, he beat up that killer. Later, his parents found the school , and asked my mother to go to the Academic Affairs Office to deal with it, and gave me a demerit."

Yang Yulang paused for a while with the hand on the back of his neck.

"It's not over yet," Jiang Cheng said with a distant gaze, "When I got home, the old man immediately took a wine bottle and smashed it over." He pulled off the T-shirt on his shoulder, pointed to a scar, "This is the wine bottle smashed out."

Yang Yulang rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty.

"Brother, I didn't do anything wrong," Jiang Cheng looked at him, "But everyone thinks I'm wrong, saying that I shouldn't be so ruthless, I shouldn't hit people, I shouldn't..." Before he finished speaking, Yang Yulang Pulling him into his arms.

Jiang Cheng's words stopped abruptly, and he was hugged by Yang Yulang in a daze. After a long time, his eyes turned red, and something called tears welled up.

He who has always stood upright and didn't care about anything, he who has always bled, sweated and never shed tears, a strong man who has never cried since he was eight years old, is crying at this moment.

He felt so ashamed and wanted to push Yang Yulang away, but Yang Yulang hugged him even tighter.

In this way, Jiangcheng's emotions completely lost control, tears gushed out like a river breaking its embankment, he hugged Yang Yulang back tightly, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, his silent tears turned into soft sobs, He was surrounded tightly by unprecedented grievances.

Jiang Cheng didn't know how long he had been crying, all he knew was that Yang Yulang's large white shirt was soaked with his tears, and he didn't notice that Yang Yulang kissed his forehead when he was crying too hard, and didn't pay attention To the strength of Yang Yulang holding him.

After venting, Yang Yulang wiped away the tears on his face, his eyes soft: "Don't sleep on the sofa tonight, come back to the apartment with me."

The car was parked on the side of the road outside, and Yi Feng was waiting in the cab.

In the car, Yang Yulang wiped his sweat with a wet towel, and he looked at Jiang Cheng: "There is no way to live in this place."

Jiang Cheng: "?"

Yang Yulang paused, with some hesitation in his words: "I have a three-bedroom apartment in Lilin District. I needed to buy it for work before, but now it has been vacant..."

Speaking of which, Jiang Cheng already knew what he meant, but he couldn't bear to see his family living in such a poor place.

Yang Yulang watched his reaction, paused before continuing: "The environment over there is not bad, there is a park vegetable market nearby, and the transportation is also convenient. It is suitable for the elderly to recuperate. I think it is better to be empty anyway--"

"You want to rent the house to me, right?" Jiang Cheng interrupted him.

"Uh..." Yang Yulang was speechless for a while, then said helplessly, "That's fine too."

"How much is the rent?" Jiang Cheng looked businesslike.

Yang Yulang was a little confused about him, and after thinking about it, he asked, "How much is the rent here?"

"Six hundred a month, water and electricity paid by oneself."

Six hundred, Yang Yulang was confused for a moment. He didn't know whether it was expensive or cheap for this place. He didn't know the exact rent in Lilin District.The three-bedroom apartment was said to be purchased for work, but it was not. It was only a few days ago that Yi Feng found it. The original owner originally planned to use it as a wedding room for his son. He didn't say anything about it at the beginning. How could this be? If you can beat Yi Feng, it’s just money. If you don’t sell it, you can add more money. If it’s not enough, you can add it until you sell it.

The original owner was stunned by Yi Feng's behavior of slapping stacks of banknotes on the table. The man in black clothes and black pants, with a pair of sunglasses hanging in his coat pocket, looked domineering and behaved aggressively, and he was talking about this man. The house is determined to win, and there is a lot of impatience that if you don't sell it, you will annoy Lao Tzu. The original owner thinks he is like a gangster, and he is very frightened. In the end, the price is far higher than expected anyway. If the sum of money can buy a better set immediately, then there is no reason not to sell it.

After Yang Yulang bought a house, he was thinking of finding some reason to make Jiangcheng willing to move here. It was quite a headache to think about it. Now he couldn't figure out what Jiangcheng's attitude meant, so he hesitated for a moment before he said without confidence: "Then Also six hundred?"

"Okay." Jiang Cheng said such a word.

Yang Yulang was a little confused: "Okay?"

"I rented that house of yours." Jiang Cheng had no expression when he said this, neither angry nor happy at all.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward, and it took a long time before Yang Yulang called out to him with little confidence. He had never spoken in such a tone after a long time of acquaintance, as if he was afraid that Jiang Cheng would be unhappy.

Yi Feng raised his eyebrows immediately when he heard Yang Yulang's flattering tone.

Jiang Cheng's heart softened when he heard him call out, but he didn't turn his eyes away, lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes fluttered: "I know you are good to me, you have been so good since we met, I have accepted it for so long, Why are you still talking about his mother’s self-esteem and pretending to be noble at this time.” He turned his head and looked at Yang Yulang, “I wouldn’t accept it if it was someone else, but it’s different if this person is you. I will repay you a hundred times and a thousand times, no matter what method is used."

When Yang Yulang heard his last words, his elbow on his knee slipped uncontrollably, and he almost couldn't control his expression.

Yi Feng also had a meal, and then the corners of his mouth twitched.

"You don't have to do that," Yang Yulang said after digesting his words, "I can't do much for you."

Isn't that much?How can it be called more?

He intertwined his hands and solemnly said to Yang Yulang: "Brother, thank you!"

After taking a shower in the apartment, Yang Yulang had already returned to his room. Jiang Cheng went to the attic to lie down, only to realize that he forgot to bring his mobile phone charger, and the phone was about to run out of battery. He glanced at it and simply turned it off.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yuan called Yang Yulang the next day.

When Jiang Cheng came down from upstairs, Yang Yulang happened to be answering Tang Yuan's call. When he saw Jiang Cheng, he handed the phone to him, "Tang Yuan is looking for you."

"?" Jiang Cheng answered the phone, "Why do you have Brother Lang's number?"

Tang Yuan didn't answer, but bluffed instead: "Why did you go to his place? Why is the phone turned off? I think you have an accident, do you know?"

"The battery is out," Jiang Cheng said, "I'm asking you, why do you have Brother Lang's number?"

"I saw it on your phone last night!" Tang Yuan suddenly lowered his voice, "Did you find him or did he come to you?"

Jiang Cheng looked up at Yang Yulang who was making tea not far away: "What do you mean by asking? What do you know?"

Tang Yuan: "Hey, I can't make it clear on the phone, come out, let's find a place to chat."