Jiangxin Poplar

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Jiang Cheng sat up from the bed. Seeing that it was Yang Jingshu, she held a food box and said, "Have some porridge."

On the top of the food box was millet porridge, and on the bottom was a pig's knuckle rice bowl. Yang Jingshu handed it to Jiang Cheng, "Aunt Li prepared it for you."

In Aunt Li's eyes, Jiang Cheng and Yang Yulang seem to be one, and he will never forget his share in everything. Yi Feng, who has been with Yang Yulang for more than 20 years, does not have this kind of treatment.

Every day that followed, Jiang Cheng squatted in Yang Yulang's ward, serving tea and water, feeding meals and fruits, washing himself and changing his clothes... from time to time, he would come to you and me.

Because Tang Yuan didn't go that night and didn't do anything to help, he felt very guilty for such a big incident, so he also came to the hospital to accompany him every day, and he was at Jiangcheng's beck and call, and by the way he acted as his humanoid book flipper.

But staying in the ward, he had to see the following scenes from time to time:

"Brother, I'll feed you."

"Uh, I'll do it myself."

"Don't move, just open your mouth."

or,

"Brother, are your legs sore? I'll give you a massage."

"You pressed it half an hour ago."

"You need to massage more while lying on the bed, otherwise the blood blockage will not be conducive to recovery."

……

Every time at this time, Tang Yuan looked at Tiantian Wuqing and wanted to poke his eyes, unable to protest the two of them, he could only howl in the group:

"The sky is wild and vast, and Xiao Tang needs a girlfriend to speak sadly."

"Please comfort me, please take me away, please Jiangcheng send me away."

"We agreed to go together for the rest of our lives, but Jiang Cheng left me halfway!"

……

Zhuo Hai: "What's the wind every day?"

Pan Jun: "The benefactor, please make amends and don't go crazy in the group."

Zhuo Hai: "I'm leaving the group again."

Tang Yuan: "What kind of buddies are you guys?"

Pan Jun: "Hahaha..."

Yang Chongyuan came every day, but the father and son always showed signs of quarreling before they could say a few words. Yang Jingshu and her mother also came and brought some supplements, stewed soup and fruits.The mother and daughter are very similar in appearance, with outstanding looks, exquisite makeup and elegant clothes. Their performances in Yang Yulang's ward are very different. Yang Jingshu is pure and kind, her eyes are clear and her mouth is sweet. She was able to coax her grumpy father into submission, while her mother seemed a lot colder. Although she spoke softly but without warmth, she seemed more perfunctory.

Jiang Cheng would avoid Yang Yulang's family when they came, Yang Chongyuan obviously didn't like him very much, 5, he was always polite to him.

Half a month later, Yang Yulang was discharged from the hospital, and there was another conflict with Yang Chongyuan about where to go to recuperate, but Yang Yulang insisted on going back to the apartment, but Yang Chongyuan couldn't help him, and in the end he could only let him go, and only told Yi Feng in a stern tone: " Let him have any accidents, I will ask you!"

At home, Jiang Qingli finally showed up after Jiang Chi had this incident, naturally secretly, after discussing with Yan Ying, he placed Jiang Chi at Yan Ying's place, and then hid himself again.

Jiang Chi was seriously injured. After being discharged from the hospital, he had to lie at home for more than ten days before he could go to the ground. He had been sleeping in Jiangcheng's room. Anyway, Jiangcheng didn't live there for a few days, so he let him go.

Pushing the wheelchair, Jiang Cheng was finally able to return to the small home that only belonged to him and Yang Yulang. He was very happy, and a big stone finally fell in his heart. Since the accident, he has been worried all the time. He has never really felt at ease in the hospital these days. However, although Yang Yulang's injury has not healed, he can still leave a place like a hospital, a place he least wants to come to.

What he didn't know was that before he was discharged from the hospital, Cong Weijin had come to look for Yang Yulang while he was away.

He heard every conversation between Yang Yulang and Jiang Cheng on the phone that day. Yang Yulang's sentence "I once liked someone like you, and I liked him so much that I lost myself" shocked him indescribably. Regret was like poison. The poison hit, the pain was so painful that the heart almost convulsed.

"If I hadn't chosen to get married, would you have been with me forever?" He finally asked after sitting in front of Yang Yulang's bed for a long time.

He has always felt that Yang Yulang has no freedom, no matter whether he is studying, career or love, his family is the main focus. He can't help himself. In the end, he will definitely choose to marry a well-matched woman for the sake of the family and have children, and live the life that everyone takes for granted.But so many things have happened in these years, he was sick and came out, and Cong Weijin found out that he was wrong. Yang Yulang is not that kind of person, and he will not wrong himself for the family business. In order to fight against his father, he used his own strength He used his own ability to tell Yang Chongyuan that he didn't need to rely on marriage or others.

In the past few years, he has been proving himself, and he has almost never made a mistake.

After listening to his words, Yang Yulang felt powerless. He leaned on the soft pillow and said after a long time, "Where is the if in this world?"

Cong Weijin felt unwilling, and he didn't understand: "That boy is just a child, and he was just a gangster who didn't think about making progress and only knew how to fight. Even if he likes you, how do you know that he is not using you? Look at what he got after meeting you, and what did you get? What do you like about such a person? "

Yang Yulang looked at him in disbelief, turned his head and looked out the sunny window, recalling the old days, "You taught me to look at everything comprehensively, don't judge a person by appearance, don't judge a hero by success or failure, everything is important. You don’t even remember his strengths and weaknesses?” He paused and said, “You don’t understand him, so don’t talk about him, as it will spoil his sincerity.”

Cong Weijin wrung her hands, her deep eyes were filled with deep regret that couldn't be wiped away: "Are you really, don't you want to give me another chance to make up for it?"

Yang Yulang closed his eyes tiredly: "Yes." After a long time, he said again, "I have forgotten many things in the past, and you don't need to mention them again."

In the end, Cong Weijin could only leave in a daze.

In a relationship, the worst thing to do to a person is not to hate him to the bone, nor to be tit-for-tat, but to lose everything you have with this person, to erase all good and bad memories, and to meet each other without heart palpitations or resentment. , not pretending to be a stranger, but Feng Qingyun nodded and smiled lightly, and even talked about business and drank tea calmly, he no longer has you in his eyes, his world is full of disturbances, flowers and leaves, joy, anger, sorrow and joy None of your business.

From Weijin to understand, he really lost Yang Yulang completely.

Back at the apartment, Jiang Cheng helped Yang Yulang to sit on the single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Would you like something to eat?"

Yang Yulang shook his head.

Jiang Cheng asked again: "What about drinking? Shall I go make a cup of tea?"

"No need," Yang Yulang pulled him to sit beside him, "Sit with me for a while." Caressing the unhealed wound on the back of Jiang Cheng's hand, "Your hands will leave several scars."

"What does that matter?" Jiang Cheng said indifferently, "Which man doesn't have a few scars on his body, how normal!"

Yang Yulang's eyes were soft, he put his hand in the palm, and said with concern: "I still can't hold the pen at this time, the wound is easy to open."

"I know." The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth curled up uncontrollably, he put his arms around Yang Yulang's neck and kissed him on the lips, "I'll help you take a bath later."

"You can't touch the water with your hands, let Xiao Yi help."

"No way," Jiang Cheng grabbed his arm, "No one can touch you except me."

Yang Yulang supported his forehead: "I am brothers with him."

"Brothers who are not related by blood," Jiang Cheng corrected, and he swore his sovereignty word by word, "Even if you are blood brothers, I can only do this kind of thing."

Yang Yulang turned his head helplessly, but Jiang Cheng pinched his chin and turned back, "Brother, I'm serious." He was indeed serious. After a while, he moved an armchair and put it in the bathroom, half hugged and half supported. He started to take off his clothes.

Yang Yulang sat on the chair, watching him carefully flush the water and apply body wash.

In the middle of washing, Jiang Cheng reached out and lifted his chin, lowered his head and kissed it.This kiss was no longer the kind of superficial touch in the hospital, but to pry open the teeth to attack the city, and it kept deepening until Yang Yulang was limp and unable to sit still.

Aunt Li passed the bathroom when she came, and she didn't stop when she heard the sound of running water accompanied by panting, she walked towards the kitchen calmly and without squinting.

After the meal, Yang Yulang half-lyed on the sofa, while Jiang Cheng sat directly on the floor, reviewing the contract one by one, and the only sound was the rustling of papers in the quiet apartment.On the way, Jiangcheng got up and made a pot of flower and fruit tea. Yang Yulang reached out to take the glass he handed over, "The Chinese New Year will be in a few days."

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered that he went to Thailand with Yang Yulang in the last year. He didn't expect the time to go so fast, and it was a year in a blink of an eye.

"When do you go to school after the year?"

"Ninth day." Jiang Cheng said that the time pressure doubled, "The countdown will begin then."

Yang Yulang smiled and comforted him: "Your grades have been rising steadily now, so there is no need to worry. If you are only an A major, there is no problem."

Jiang Cheng nodded: "I will do my best, and I have already decided what major to choose."

"What professional?"

Jiang Cheng smiled brightly at him: "Photography."

Yang Yulang was a little surprised, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Are you sure?"

"Well," Jiang Cheng said with certainty, "Very sure."

Yang Yulang stopped talking. He looked at the contract in his hand, but fell into another thought.