A Certain Someone〖MTL〗(Completed)

Chapter 90 Blunt Knife

Jiang Tian didn't sleep soundly, but still had several dreams.

Dreamed that Du Cheng poked his head out from behind the smoke and said, "Huanyu, he has grown so big? The last time I saw him was ten years ago."

I dreamed that Ji Huanyu said to Jiang Ou: "Your son also likes men, are you happy?"

I dreamed that Jiang Ou was screaming, and he was standing in the long alley outside Wutong, and the old head of the regiment was lying motionless in front of his feet. Old man Ding looked at him and the cat and said, "It's hard, it's impossible to save. Let's go." Then he closed the courtyard door in front of him.

He stood where he was, feeling tired and ridiculous. He obviously didn't hold anything in his hand, but wanted to rest on his knees for a while.

He tried several times, but he couldn't bend down no matter what, he just felt tired and irritable, so he woke up from the dream.

The moment he opened his eyes, Jiang Tian didn't know where he was sleeping, but only saw Sheng Wang sitting in front of him, with warm lights in his eyes, staring at him intently.

"Brother." Sheng Wang called him softly, then leaned over on one knee, kissed his brow, eye corners and lips, and whispered: "18 years old, I love you."

The irritating and sad emotions in the dream disappeared instantly, as if someone briefly removed the steel plate from his back, allowing him to bend over and take a breath.

Jiang Tian turned against the guests, grabbing the back of Shengwang's neck and wanted to kiss back, but suddenly remembered that they were still in the living room, the most dangerous place in the house, and someone might come at any time.

He froze for a moment, and let go of his hand.

"What time is it?" Jiang Tian asked in a low voice. He sat up straight only to realize that he was covered with a velvet blanket, which had only slipped down to his waist in the movement just now.

"It's around 1:20." Sheng Wang reported the time without looking at his phone.

Jiang Tian's heart softened, he reached out and touched the other person's face and asked, "Have you been waiting?"

"No, I went up and down the stairs several times, and impatiently watched the time n times." Sheng Wang pointed to the remote control on the coffee table and said, "Just now I was thinking of waking you up and pretending to change the channel. You may feel murderous, wake up by yourself gone."

Jiang Tian laughed, and was about to say something when someone opened the bedroom door in the distance, and a pale light leaked out from inside.

The two on the sofa separated hastily.

Sheng Mingyang walked over with his slippers on, leaning on the back of the sofa and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Tian is awake? Are you hungry? The white fungus soup that Sister Sun simmered is still warming in the pot."

"Not hungry." Jiang Tian lifted the blanket and glanced towards the bedroom.

He is not good at getting along with people warmly, and he doesn't like to show favors, but it doesn't mean he is ignorant. He knew that whether it was Ji Huanyu or Du Cheng, no matter how many shadows it brought to him and Jiang Ou, it had nothing to do with the Sheng family. In fact, Sheng Mingyang could choose not to bear these things, but he accepted them all.

This gave Jiang Tian a very strange feeling, as if Sheng Mingyang had suddenly taken over what he had been carrying all along. It seemed like he should relax a bit, but he didn't. It wasn't what he'd been used to for years, but he knew intellectually that he should be thanking or apologizing.