He's super cute

Chapter 103 The Ending Jiang Yuqing Is His God

Jiang Yan was leaning halfway on the bed, the bruised and purple blood vessels on the back of his hand were clearly visible. Looking at the lush leaves outside the window, he remembered something, and suddenly smiled, "Qingqing used to like to hide under the tree in front of the door the most. Playing chess with grandpa, the little stinky chess basket, is the best way to cheat."

Qi Caichuan pulled the chair away and shook his head, "He's just like that in front of you, he doesn't even smile when he sees me."

"I was thinking at that time, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to find someone who is full of you like him."

"Yes." Jiang Yan's brows and eyes became more gentle, "I thought it would be like this for the rest of my life."

"After he left, it seemed to have taken away all my vitality. In those years, I hoped that he would live well, but I didn't want him to go too smoothly."

He looked at the needle on the back of his hand and paused, "I often think, if he has a bad life, will he regret it at a certain moment, regret leaving me, and even think of me a little more."

"But seeing him shivering from the cold hiding in the trash can, I started to hate him again, hating him for not taking good care of himself after tossing around so much."

Jiang Yan pulled out a bitter smile, "It seems that he and I were wrong from the beginning. If I hadn't brought him home, Jiang Nanbai at least loved him sincerely. He is so good, and he will definitely have a good future." Do you know why his soul ran to that little beggar?" Qi Caichuan lowered his head and slowly peeled an apple, interrupting Jiang Yan, "At that time, he was tortured so much that he no longer had the will to live, and he just wanted to see Your last face" "So he found you."

"Jiang Yan, it wasn't you who found him, it was he who found you."

He raised his eyes and stared into Jiang Yan's eyes, "It's a miracle that you can be together, what are you afraid of?"

Jiang Yan's pitch-black pupils moved slightly, and he grabbed the quilt tightly with his hands, looking at Qi Caichuan in disbelief, as if confirming the truth of what he said.

After a long time, he lowered his eyelashes, covered his face slowly in dejection, his shoulders trembled, "So, that's the case." He thought it was the gods who took pity on him, and gave him this unexpected encounter.

Suddenly, a voice faded from memory rang in his ears.

"It's not the dumbass, it's the antenna!"

The boy's face gradually blurred under the sunlight, but his smile was too clear, "Brother Yan, no matter where you are, I can find you."

He did it.

Even though they were thousands of miles away, Jiang Yuqing, who was dying, still found Jiang Yan.

He ran to him again and again without hesitation.

There is no coincidence, but Jiang Yuqing's Chicheng heart beats hot and pure, so the amnesiac little beggar carefully stretched out his frozen paws to rest on the man's palm, giving all his tenderness and trust without hesitation.

That was the person he was looking for.

Jiang Yuqing is the god, he crawled out of the swamp, covered with mud and love, and looked after him again.

"It's too late." Jiang Yan's heart was like the bloody Rong Ou who had been gouged out. He didn't look up, his hands trembled, and his black hair half covered his forehead. "It's too late. I've been letting him down. Why should I?" How can such a despicable love like mine be worthy of him?" "Just an hour ago, Jiang Yuqing cried and begged me to cure you, but you?" Qi Caichuan threw the fruit knife on the bedside table with a bang, "You are going to die here To live."

"You really don't deserve Jiang Yuqing's love."

He stood up and didn't look at Jiang Yan again, "If you plan to die like this, let him think about it for the rest of his life, just thinking of you will make him sleepless in pain, you don't have to wait for leukemia, cut your wrists or jump off the building and choose the second choice One, to save him from being so sad by you."

"Aren't you sorry?"

He left a sentence without beginning or end, and the door was closed heavily.

After a long while, Jiang Yan moved his fingers, and he turned his head to look at the darkening sky. The black sky was covered with stars like chess pieces. Suddenly, a ray of light ran to the west, and it was a star falling, which soon disappeared.

He exhaled lightly, and his nose seemed to be a little wet.

Jiang Yan stretched out his hand to touch it, and his fingertips were stained with blood red.

He smiled briefly, as bitter as the traditional Chinese medicine that had been soaked for many years.

How can you not regret it?

He hadn't seen Jiang Yuqing standing on the podium again, the way he put on another wedding ring, and the way he still loved him when he was old.

Many years ago, the heat from the alley slowly settled with the evening wind.

"The stars are so beautiful." Jiang Yuqing picked up the tiles and looked at the starry sky, he turned his head to look at the young man, his eyes were like the Milky Way pouring down, and a few small stars popped out in a blink, "I said that the stars are the most beautiful here! "

The young man didn't speak, but gently stroked Jiang Yuqing's eyes, smiling softly and affectionately.

"You two climbed the roof again in the middle of the night!" The old man's voice was full of anger, "Jiang Yan, you instigated and took the lead again, it is clear that he is not in good health..." Jiang Yuqing shrank into the boy's arms and stuck out his tongue.

The beginning of the story is always tender.

"The two of you are members of my Jiang family, helping an outsider against me." Jiang Zhenshui sat on the main seat, and stomped his crutches viciously, "Especially you, you have no shame in being with a man , ruin the style of the Jiang family!"

Jiang Yuqing shuddered, and rubbed against Jiang Nanbai vigorously, not daring to look at Jiang Zhenshui.

"Jiang's family style?" Jiang Nanbai rubbed Jiang Yuqing's head, and said slowly, "The family style of sending his grandson to an institution to be tortured by others?"

"Or buy the family style of murder?"

He didn't raise his head, but his hands trembled uncontrollably, and every word seemed to be biting his back molars.

Jiang Zhenshui couldn't hold his face when he was told by a junior, he frowned, "Aren't I doing it for him? I am his own grandfather, and Qingqing is the grandson I brought up with my own hands. I can still harm him."

"You brought it up with one hand?" Jiang Nanbai sneered, uncontrollable anger swept out of his eyes, "Okay, since we've come to this point, I'll talk to you."

"How many times did I call you during those years in country M, and I asked you how Qingqing was doing, and you told me that he was doing well, that he didn't want to see me, was angry with me, and told me not to disturb him, I believed it" "I thought no matter how cool you are, you wouldn't attack your grandson."

When he said this, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, with a cold edge shining, "Then, I almost carried my brother's body back."

"I" Jiang Zhenshui snorted through his nostrils, and said confidently, "I am doing it for his own good, he is sick." "I think you are sick." Jiang Nanbai took a deep breath, patted Jiang Yuqing's shoulder, and softened The tone said, "Go to the studio and continue painting, and leave it to my brother here."

"Brother" Jiang Zhenshui cast such a shadow on him that he lost his mind.

"Good boy." Jiang Nanbai pushed him by the shoulder and sent him into the studio. He was afraid of scaring his younger brother, so he tried to force a smile, "I have neglected my duties all these years, and you have been wronged. My brother will get it back for you. "

Then he closed the door, and the smile on his face dissipated instantly when he turned his head.

"It just so happens that I want to have a good talk with you." Jiang Nanbai untied his tie and poured a glass of ice water, "About the company."

"That depends on your performance." Jiang Zhenshui smiled as expected, as if everything was under control.

How can anyone not care about money and power?

"You tell the Jiang family to stop now, and I agree that you can go back to the Jiang family, and you can also join the company to help." He was high above, as if it was such a great gift.

"You seem to have misunderstood something." Jiang Nanbai put down the water glass, "I'm talking to you about the company's problems after you go to prison."