when the footsteps were gone, the little fool came out of the fragile shell like a snail, thinking that as long as he was strong enough, he could withstand the wind and rain, in fact, it was not a blur of flesh and blood that had not been broken by a foot.
he stood at the window of the cloister, watching jian qing open the car door for cheng ran, and when he got into the car, jian qing sat in the cab, elegant and gentlemanly.
it is clear that he is such an impatient person, who will lose his temper at the slightest displeasure, and he does not know how much he loves him in order to take such tenderness to care for him.
the little fool actually knew very well in his heart that ah qing had done that to him at the beginning, just to deceive him, and he was really happy about cheng ran, and he was ready to live with the other party for a lifetime.
he also knew that people like himself were not worthy of ah qing's liking, and there was no advantage that he could take advantage of, and he could not become a person who was qualified to stand by his side.
but he was really reluctant to do it.
when jian qing held his hand, looked at him reverently, and told him that he would be good to him for the rest of his life, cheng wen was shy and nervous, feeling that he had finally met the person his mother said.
when he was sixteen years old, his mother told him before he left that when he grew up, there would be a person who would be willing to hold your hand for a lifetime, and you must hold on to each other and don't let him get lost, otherwise he may never be found.
he kept it in mind.
but now, he seemed to be running out of strength.
a qing
i'm so tired, the
black bentley is gradually going away. <
cheng wen was crying, his eyes were already red and swollen, and the large teardrops rolled down, but there was no sound.
it's like staging a hysterical pantomime.
"do you know them?"
a magnetic sound suddenly sounded.
cheng wen's body trembled slightly, and he wiped his tears in a hurry, and turned his head to see that it was day fan.
"no, i don't know," he said, pursing his lips.
"then what are you crying?"
when tian fan came out of the room just now, he noticed the man's strange appearance, and he didn't expect to walk next to him, he didn't even realize it, so he couldn't help but ask out loud.
"don't tell me i'm blinded by sand and the windows are closed."
"cheng ran is your brother, right?" daylight frowned. it looks so similar that no one believes it.
cheng wen's hands hanging on both sides tightened slightly, and he shook his head in panic.
he can't influence ran's image.
tian fan did not puncture either, seeing his red and slightly swollen left face, he felt some guilt in his heart, and stretched out his hand to touch it, "does his face still hurt?"
cheng wen thought he was going to hit him, and reflexively dodged and looked at him timidly.
daylight fan's hand stiffened and withdrew, "sorry, i tried to tap as much as i could, but i didn't expect to hurt you." ""i'll
take you to the hospital."
cheng wen was anemic, and his skin was perennially permeated with a sickly paleness, which would have left traces if he pressed hard, not to mention being beaten three or four times in a row by an adult man.
the pain was certain, but he could bear it.
the hospital's kind of place where money is spent is even easier to dare not go, "it doesn't matter that it doesn't hurt anymore"
"is it really okay?" daylight said worriedly.
"really," cheng wen nodded.
"okay, then." daylight fan looked at him carefully again, "are you going home?" i happen to be free and give you a ride. "no
... no need"
cheng wen subconsciously refused the other party's kindness, but in the end, he could not resist the other party's insistence and got into his car.
after sending him here, he left.
after a morning of tossing, his stomach was a little hungry, but he had no appetite, he was fine, he was afraid of hungry baby, so he ordered a bowl of noodles to force himself to eat.
after finishing the work he should do at home, cheng wen entered the dressing room of the master bedroom, and from the bottom of his storage space on the floor, he turned over a black brocade bag with a simple pattern, held it in his hand like a baby, and carefully opened it.
inside is a photo. <
in the background was a blue sea, the sun was shining that day, the beach at the bottom of his feet was slightly hot, and the tall and handsome man held the slightly thin man in his arms, and if no one kissed him, he blushed his cheeks.
it was taken when the two were together for more than four months, and in tahiti, jian qing told him that this was the most beautiful sea in the world, and he must come to see it with the person he loved most.
but after returning from abroad, it didn't take long for the tenderness in his eyes to gradually disappear.
at that time, a qing should have liked him
a little bit.
cheng wen held the photo and sat in the locker room for an afternoon.
it was the most he did in his spare time.
miss jane.
when you love someone, you will want to stay with each other all the time, but his a qing has a job to be busy, can't often accompany him, even if he is free, he should go to cheng ran first, so he can only wait.
wait for the weary bird to return home.
this is exactly ten days and nights.
on the evening of jian qing's return, it was raining heavily, and cheng wen quickly ran out to buy the dishes he liked to eat, and when he came back, he was drenched, but he still felt happy and made a full table as usual.
if he can't finish eating, he can continue to eat when he is at home alone, and he can just keep it hot.
ten days is enough time for a fool to forget the unhappy things that happened before, his attention is focused on jian qing, seeing the faint tired look on his face, a little distressed, "ah qing, are you just back from a business trip?"
"hmm." jian qing's hand holding the chopsticks did not stop, clipped a piece of beef into his mouth, did not want to eat too quickly, choked into the throat and coughed violently.
cheng wen quickly handed him the water cup in his hand and said nervously, "slowly."
jian qing took several sips of water before he eased up, and his mood became more and more restless.
after spending these days in the united states, i miss the meals made by this idiot at home, and when i came back, i flew for more than ten hours without eating much, and the steak prepared in the first class class tasted good, but i had no appetite.
only then did he get off the plane and rush back, and even cheng ran's pigeons were released.
evil door.
"if ah aqing likes to eat the dishes i made, he will come back to me often, and i can make food for you every day," cheng wen whispered to him
, his dark eyes containing cautious expectation.
jian qing looked up at him and twisted his eyebrows, "where can you not eat better than your craftsmanship, don't be sentimental, cheng ran made something a hundred times better than you."
cheng wen froze, and then silently lowered his head and did not say a word.
yes, ran ran is better than him in everything, no wonder ah qing is not very willing to go home.
in fact, jian qing didn't eat what ran ran made at all, and he didn't know if he could cook, he just said this on purpose, not wanting to make this fool too happy, lest he be too proud, and really thought that grabbing his stomach would catch his heart.