i really like you

Tang Yuan was raised by the wealth and power of the Tang family, so he naturally accepted what he had to bear, such as stalking, secretly filming, kidnapping, threatening, and assassinating.

There are so many cars following tonight.

Especially ten years ago, Tang Yuan was a child less than ten years old, and the Tang family was not as strong as it is now. His father was a violent style back then, he was ruthless and cold, without any human touch at all. The best thing he was good at was Cut people back, and offended many people for this.

As the only son, he was naturally pushed to the tip of the knife by reality.

Tang Yuan's life is so fateful, every time there is no danger, the most serious one is that five fingers of one hand were broken, and he was forced to break it. He can't remember exactly what it felt like, but he only remembers that his father was covered in blood. I held him and cried for a long time.

Later, the Tang Corporation became bigger, and gradually no one brought knives to him. One was because he didn't dare, and the other was because he didn't have the ability. The knives were blocked by several protective walls in front of him.

Almost all were flattery.

Tang Yuan wiped his face, he drove the car away from the downtown area, circled around the periphery, and sorted out all the business operations of Tang Corporation in the second half of the year in his mind.

It's not a photographic memory, but I have some impressions after reading it.

The car trailed behind like a ghost from a short distance, Tang Yuan frowned, he slowed down the car, and the other party also slowed down, and he speeded up, so did the other party.

Tang Yuan slammed on the brakes, and the car behind stopped and stopped.

After a few minutes of unbearable anxiety, Tang Yuan started to back up. After feeling that the people in the car behind were almost bewildered, he turned the steering wheel to the left suddenly at the next moment, and turned into the road between the residential buildings. In the secret passage.

There was no sound of the car's engine behind it.

Tang Yuan glanced at the rearview mirror. The car was wide and couldn't get in. Unlike his car, which was narrow and long, he could get in easily. He hummed a little tune, speeded up and passed through the dark passage quickly, and entered after a few turns. Changyang section.

Life is full of surprises, often when you are caught off guard.

Just as Tang Yuan was glad that he got rid of the car, he was half relieved when a small train rushed over at the intersection and hit it straight.

The car body vibrated violently, and then fell violently. Tang Yuan first felt that his internal organs were about to be squeezed out, then he became dizzy, on the verge of shock, and even saw the gate of the underworld. Finally, he realized that his face was full of blood. It's all blood.

It felt like being tied to a sack and used as a sandbag for hours.

Every bone and every piece of flesh in the whole body hurts, and I can't do it even if I want to check it. It really hurts everywhere.

There was a dead silence all around.

It's late at night, the place is remote, and no other cars have passed by until now.

There was a strong smell of blood floating in the car. Tang Yuan lay on the steering wheel, panting like a bellows in his throat, and the sound was intermittent. The feeling of weakness caused by blood loss continued to increase, and he wanted to sleep. He bit the tip of his tongue hard sober up.

Just when he was about to call the man, as if he had sensed it, the phone rang under the seat.

Tang Yuan wanted to take it, but he couldn't make any effort. His blood-stained chest was heaving with difficulty and chaotically, and a lot of cold sweat mixed into the blood on his head.

The phone stopped ringing for an unknown amount of time, and then rang again a few seconds later.

When the phone rang for the fourth time, Tang Yuan slowly unfastened his seat belt and reached under the seat, followed the source of the ringing to the phone and grabbed it tightly.

Just such a simple action was like killing half his life.

He fell on the seat and wiped his face with his hands. The blood was sticky between his fingers, which stimulated his cerebral cortex, reminding him that the wound was serious.

When Pei Wenjin heard this sound, the heart embedded in his chest began to beat crazily, "Xiao Yuan?"

Tang Yuan's vision was blurred, he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and had the illusion of wiping more and more, but finally found that it was not an illusion, but blood was dripping from his head, all dripping down.

The chaotic street scene came into view, Tang Yuan's breath was weak, "Hey."

He squinted his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man who got out of the pickup truck. His steps were weak, and there was a large pool of water on his trousers. He seemed to be incontinent with fright. He stood there and dared not go forward, hesitating for less than a minute. He staggered back into the car and walked away, his bloody face twitched in anger, "Damn it!"

After that curse, the phone in Tang Yuan's hand dropped, and he quickly put it in his hand. Hearing the harsh sound of brakes coming from the other end, his heart trembled, "Pei Wenjin?"

There was no emotion in Pei Wenjin's tone, "Where are you?"

"Changyang Road," Tang Yuan wiped the blood from his eyes while looking outside, "it's next to Xin Processing Factory."

He bit the tip of his tongue for blood, and his voice became stronger, trying to make himself more relaxed, "Don't panic, I just scratched my skin a little bit, it's nothing serious, drive slowly."

Hang up when you're done.

Tang Yuan originally wanted to lie on the steering wheel to relax for a while.

But he remembered some terrible road killers, and after thinking about it, he drove the car to the side of the road with difficulty, got out of the car shaking, crossed the sidewalk and sat down on the ground, leaning his back against the cold wall, and did not move. .

When he was half awake, Tang Yuan vaguely heard someone calling his name. He struggled in the dark world for a long time before he came out. What he saw when he opened his eyes was not Pei Wenjin or some acquaintance, but someone who shouldn't be here. people, Zhang Yang.

God, this is something to do.

Zhang Yang raised the corners of his eyes, "Young Master Tang, are you... in a car crash?"

Tang Yuan closed his eyes and ignored him.

Zhang Yang looked down at the people at his feet, this was the first time he experienced this angle, it was fresh and exciting, like a wild leopard in the jungle looking down on a weak and dying puppy.

He knelt down and asked with concern, "Can you move?"

Tang Yuan still didn't respond.

Zhang Yang was also not angry, and still had the attitude of classmates whose friendship is deeper than the sea, "I looked, and there were no vehicles nearby, and the driver who caused the accident ran away, but with the wealth of the Tang family, they probably don't care about the compensation. "

The next moment, his overly indulgent face twisted, "You look like a ghost, no one will recognize you as the young master of the Tang family."

As soon as the words fell, countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Yang's mind within five or six seconds, each of which was full of jealousy. He stared at the scarf around Tang Yuan's neck with a strange expression, thinking of a movie he had seen before. In a movie adapted from real events, the murderer used the silk scarf on the deceased's body to do the crime, and finally cleaned up the scene and took the silk scarf.

The deceased was strangled, but the police only detected her fingerprints on her neck, so the movie ends with the murderer getting away with it.

The crazy thoughts were cut off by the pain in his body, Zhang Yang took a few deep breaths, the darkness in his eyes gradually settled, his life had just started to become exciting, and he couldn't do such a stupid thing.

For the next two years he was going to climb up, standing at a height that the man couldn't see.

Zhang Yang came closer, and there was a smell of blood at the end of his nose, which dissipated as soon as the wind blew. There is a cut, and there seems to be a scratch on the face, isn't it meant to disfigure it?"

Whether it's ruined or not has something to do with you?

Tang Yuan smelled a smell from Zhang Yang's collar, which was fishy and embarrassing. He turned his head to one side and pursed his blood-stained lips.

It's just that the taste is too strong.

Zhang Yang was stunned to dig out ridicule, contempt, disgust, nausea and many other things from that small action.

The series of effects caused by the injury to self-esteem were huge. He strangled Tang Yuan's clothes and dragged him from the wall to him.

"You know everything? Pei Wenjin told you everything? Are you together?"

Tang Yuan coughed uncomfortably, and there was a fishy sweetness in his mouth.

Zhang Yang roared emotionally, "You think my ass is dirty, don't you?"

His breathing was disordered, his eyes were blood red, his eyes were terrifying, and he was on the verge of going crazy, "You are not as good as me, at least I can get a lot of resources with my butt, you are being slept for nothing."

"No," Tang Yuan bared his bloody teeth, "Zhang Yang, you're pretending to be shit, right? It's worth a dime for you to mess with me?"

Zhang Yang seemed to have regained his sanity at this moment, he let go of Tang Yuan's hand, his eyes were cold, as if the one who went crazy just now was not him, but someone else, "No, I just can't understand you."

"Who are you used to seeing? You can't even look down on your brother who is only thinking of you, but you are used to yourself," Tang Yuan sneered, "From the beginning to the end, you are the only one who shows you in front of me Poor and pathetic self-esteem."

Zhang Yang looked like he wanted to eat people.

Tang Yuan was about to faint, but after being disturbed by Zhang Yang, he became more energetic. He sat up straight on the ground, the blood on his face made him look a little ghostly, "You are not afraid that I will pull out your proud bone and beat you. rotten?"

Zhang Yang didn't even roll his eyes, "You can't."

"Because you disdain that the heir of the Tang family is high and mighty, and disdains to care about me, a commoner."

"So, you know me well?" Tang Yuan clicked his tongue, "Maybe you can be an exception."

Zhang Yang's facial muscles tensed suddenly.

Rather than ignoring him, he would rather Tang Yuan move him, at least treat him as a real opponent, and a threat to his own existence.

If Tang Yuan really touches him...

Zhang Yang held those photos and videos in his hand, which was originally a trick to blackmail Pei Wenjin and let him get what he wanted. He also believed that he could use actions to impress the other party in the future, but he didn't expect that he was just the other party's bureau A small chess piece.

From blackmailing others to being pinched by others, it only took a week or two.

The whole situation is reversed.

Those things are worthless junk now.

Unless Zhang Yang is driven to a desperate situation and has nothing left, then he can recklessly announce the scandal of the Tang family to the public. The heir of the Tang family is gay and has an affair with the secretary, which will definitely cause a sensation in the political and business circles.

But he didn't want to go that far, because he was not yet 20 years old, and the director said that he was talented in acting and could be a good actor.

Seeing that Zhang Yang had unconsciously picked his finger, Tang Yuan laughed out loud, "Look, I scared you."

Zhang Yang's face turns green and turns white, "Young Master Tang, I heard that proficiency is like a battlefield, which changes rapidly. I hope the Tang family will never lose. Otherwise, I have to queue up just to step on you. I don't know if I can make it."

Tang Yuan thought he was farting.

Zhang Yang said coldly, "Before I went to college, I was number one in dancing. Without you, I would still stick to my dream..."

Tang Yuan interrupted him, looking at him as if he was looking at a psychopath, "Don't be so fucking funny, you chose to be a star because you thought it was difficult to dance, you know that for your skin, it's a shortcut."

Zhang Yang's eyes widened, and his whole body trembled slightly, as if a fig leaf in his heart had been grabbed and torn off by force, revealing his hidden inferiority, cowardice, extreme, and hesitation.

This made him feel like a newborn baby, insecure.

What followed was the embarrassment and unwillingness to be humiliated.

"You, too, have refreshed my knowledge of you again and again, and it can all be blamed on me," Tang Yuan wiped off the blood on his chin, breathed out a bloody breath, and said contemptuously, "Can you show some face?"

He found that Zhang Yang had successfully entered the top three of his most unappetizing people, no, he should be on the first throne, "You go your way, I go mine, don't get along, don't keep thinking about me, cough, go I'm going this way."

Zhang Yang's hands hanging on both sides were clenched together, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

Tang Yuan couldn't bear Zhang Yang's behavior, as if he was a heinous villain, he waved his hands, "Go, I wish you a bright future."

Zhang Yang suddenly laughed, it wasn't yin and yang, nor cold and arrogant, but a smile from the heart, fascinated, he leaned into Tang Yuan's ear and said, "Young Master Tang, eating leftovers from other people's food is still a headache." Once?"

Tang Yuan was stunned.

Zhang Yang was very satisfied to see Tang Yuan showing such an expression, the arc of his lips widened, and he said maliciously, "I kissed him secretly, so I gave him his first kiss."

"Oh, by the way, he also responded, very fiercely."

A man got out of the Rolls-Royce in front, that is the black charcoal Tang Yuan saw at the airport last time, he was tall, black and strong.

Tang Yuan forcibly stretched his eyelids that were about to close together, and watched Zhang Yang limping towards Heitan, feeling that he looked like a pet wagging its tail to please its owner.

"Who?"

"do not know."

"I don't know why you got off the car?"

"After all, someone had a car accident, so I came over to take a look."

"Knowing that you are soft-hearted, I like you for that."

Ruthless ass, Tang Yuan cursed in his heart, and their conversation was pushed into his ears by the wind.

"Leave irrelevant people alone in the future."

"It's remote here, and there will be no cars coming here for a while."

"It's none of our business whether we live or die, or have you not been fucked enough by me?"

"..."

The conversation between the two gradually became blurred, and the Rolls-Royce disappeared at the corner of the street. The street became completely lifeless, not even a night cat looking for food.

Tang Yuan couldn't help but collapsed, his chest was covered with blood, his head was tilted, his hands and feet were cold, and his consciousness became blurred.

There is a deep red mark on Zhang Yang's neck, the size of a dollar coin, as if someone pointed it at one place every day to make it.

It seems that the charcoal funder quite likes him, at least for now.

Who is the black charcoal gold master? It looks familiar. Let me think about it...

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a long time, and it seemed like only a few minutes, Tang Yuan heard someone calling his name for the second time.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and what he saw was the man's face. The three emotions of coldness, anger, and tension were intertwined, which made people tremble a little.

Pei Wenjin's eyes were scarlet, "Who am I?"

Tang Yuan didn't want to make jokes to tease the man. Firstly, his condition was not good, and secondly, the other party's heart couldn't bear it, so he said obediently, "Pei Wenjin, my boyfriend."

Pei Wenjin stretched out a hand and raised it in front of the boy's eyes, "How much is this?"

Tang Yuan said, "Five."

Seeing that the man didn't seem to be finished yet, he hurriedly comforted him, "Don't ask this and that, my brain is not bad."

Pei Wenjin took off his coat and put it on top of his head, and looked for the young man's lips from the bottom. What he touched was a piece of cold blood, which he scraped into his stomach bit by bit, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's just a bump. Some skin?"

Tang Yuan lay weakly in the man's arms, "I don't say that, you might have confessed yourself on the way here."

Pei Wenjin stopped talking, just rubbed his cool cheek against the young man, his thin lips kept moving on his blood-stained face, with obvious tension and affection.

Tang Yuan asked in a daze, "How come you came faster than the traffic police team?"

Pei Wenjin carefully touched the bloody hair on his forehead, "Then I'll hang up the phone and go out."

Tang Yuan fell silent.

Pei Wenjin's heart missed a beat, and after that it started beating wildly, his heart throbbing unbearably, he took a few breaths in a rough voice, and reached out to pat the boy's still-cold face, lightly, "Little Stay away, don't sleep."

"Why hit me?" Tang Yuan's voice was inaudible, "I didn't sleep..."

Pei Wenjin pressed his lips to his ear, breathing in a disordered manner, "Apart from the head, where else does it hurt?"

Tang Yuan shook his head slightly, he didn't know, he felt that there was no place where he didn't feel pain, he was almost dead.

Pei Wenjin didn't dare to move him blindly, so he could only wait for the professionals, right behind.

Soon, the ambulance came along with the police cars.

For some reason, as soon as Tang Yuan got on the stretcher, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, saying that he wanted to go down, anyway, he just wanted to die and not lie on it.

People can't understand the resistance, and they can't stand it.

No one knew that he had a psychological shadow on that thing, which originated from a tragedy he witnessed as a child.

Pei Wenjin had no choice but to carry him into the car under the doctor's guidance.

When the car arrived at the hospital, a group of people who had been notified in advance were waiting there. Tang Yuan was pushed into the operating room in a wheelchair.

This was the first time that Pei Wenjin saw his stubbornness, which was beyond imagination.

The lights in the operating room were on, and Pei Wenjin sat on a chair by the side of the corridor, as if he didn't know what he was going to do, so he just sat there.

It wasn't until his body convulsed uncontrollably that he remembered to take out the medicine bottle he had brought out from his pocket, and swallowed the two pills together with his saliva.

Pei Wenjin looked at the two hands on his legs, which were stained with blood. Fortunately, he was wearing black clothes tonight, and the blood stains in front of him were not obvious, so he would be less stimulated.

There was no sound at all in the entire corridor, which highlighted the anxiety of waiting for the family members to come out of the operating room.

Pei Wenjin went to the bathroom to wash his hands. He watched the water in the pool change from red to light red, and then to clear.

Tang Yuan woke up at two o'clock in the morning, and the first thing he said when he woke up was to ask the man standing by his bed, "Have you kissed Zhang Yang?"

Pei Wenjin was taken aback.

Tang Yuan urged him, "Is there any?"

Pei Wenjin touched the boy's bloodless face, "No."

Tang Yuan didn't give up, "What about in the dream?"

Pei Wenjin said without a pause, "No."

"If I fix Zhang Yang, will it be difficult for you to do business in front of your best buddy?" Tang Yuan said without waiting for the man to give an answer, "Forget it, I just said it casually, I don't want to spend money on Zhang Yang. time."

If Zhang Yang wasn't Zhang Ping's younger brother, things would be simpler.

Tang Yuan won't do it if it's going to involve this man again and again.

Pei Wenjin's expression was cold, "Zhang Yang told you that I touched him?"

"No," Tang Yuan translated the original words and snorted twice, "You should remember by yourself."

Pei Wenjin's tone was terrifying, "What did he do to you?"

Tang Yuan became agitated inappropriately.

Every emotional fluctuation of this man at this time is for him, and the point of keeping calm is ineffective when facing him.

In the end, he was shocked. This man said that he loves him, especially it is normal.

Tang Yuan pursed his lips reservedly, "The focus is wrong, you, I want you to recall that first kiss, don't worry about other things."

Pei Wenjin frowned.

Tang Yuan was worried, afraid of getting verification from the man's mouth, or seeing a guilty expression on his face, "The time I kissed you secretly, you didn't respond."

Pei Wenjin was serious, "I was frightened by you."

Tang Yuan was like a thunderbolt, "Just touching it and leaving, can it still scare you? Are you so innocent?"

Pei Wenjin said seriously, "Yes."

Tang Yuan rolled his eyes.

Pei Wenjin told Tang Yuan in a firm tone that he had never touched Zhang Yang, and there was no such thing as falling asleep and kissing back.

"I'm a light sleeper, and I wake up as soon as a strange breath approaches."

Seeing the young man looking at him suspiciously, Pei Wenjin stretched his hand under the quilt, held his soft hand and rubbed it carefully, his tone was extremely flat, "There were thieves in the house when I was young, and my parents were stabbed. If you can’t sleep, you can’t sleep well.”

Tang Yuan was startled, he grabbed the man with his backhand, and comforted him eagerly, "Then let's live together, install more surveillance cameras."

Pei Wenjin said, "No need."

Tang Yuan was about to speak when he heard him say, "I put a gun under my pillow."

"..."

Tang Yuan pursed his lips depressedly, "Actually, I know that Zhang Yang provoked me on purpose, but I was still provoked by him. He said that I would eat his leftovers. I can't be arrogant like that."

Pei Wenjin's eyes were dark and deep, "You didn't eat me."

"I wanted to eat last night," Tang Yuan felt hot all over, "God forbids it."

He said, "Your first kiss was for me, right?"

Pei Wenjin raised his eyebrows, "Very important?"

Tang Yuan hmm, "It's important."

Pei Wenjin looked at the young man's beautiful eyes, like the glass beads he played with when he was a child, but they were still transparent, the corners of his pressed lips curved, and a smile flowed into his eyes, "The first kiss is yours, and the first love is also yours. "

Tang Yuan blushed, "Oh, I'm so embarrassed."

Pei Wenjin, "..."

The effect of the anesthetic faded completely without knowing it. Tang Yuan lay on the hospital bed, his breathing hurt, and he was clearly half dead, but he still wanted to speak, his mouth was unsteady.

As if afraid that Pei Wenjin would be worried, he deliberately put on an appearance of "I'm fine, I'm fine".

Tang Yuan's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, "You didn't call my dad without telling me, did you?"

Pei Wenjin shook his head.

"You're so obedient," Tang Yuanbai smiled on his blue face, "I'll give you a reward."

Pei Wenjin sat on the chair and stared at the boy without moving.

Tang Yuan frowned dissatisfied, "Why are you in a daze, come here."

Pei Wenjin's upper body leaned forward, and brought his face to the young man's lips, and then his face felt slightly dry, accompanied by the strong smell of potion.

He half-closed his eyelids, his eye sockets sore.

Seeing that the man hadn't moved for a long time, Tang Yuan gnawed on the man's face, "Pei..."

All the voices behind were muffled in his mouth.

When Tang Yuan was let go, his face and mouth were all red, even his exposed neck and collarbone had a slight blush, he gasped, "Tomorrow... call my dad tomorrow ...I'm really afraid...I'm really afraid of him..."

After adjusting his breathing for a while, Tang Yuan said, "My dad hasn't driven a lot by himself these years, but as far as I know, there have been a dozen bumps, large and small, and they are basically related to me. As long as it is my business, He's messed up."

"Once, when I was in elementary school, I forgot what grade I was in. Several classmates in the class were fighting. I was sleeping with my earphones plugged in. I was accidentally injured. My head was hit by a pencil case and there was some blood. The teacher told me Dad called, he hurried over from the conference room, the car was driving fast, hit the guardrail, lay in the hospital for a month, and now his legs hurt when it rains."

"In the middle of the night, I dare not let him come over."

Pei Wenjin said in a low voice, "Your dad has always been rational in his work, but he is more emotional in dealing with your affairs."

To be exact, how rational you are at work and how emotional you can be towards your son are two extremes.

"My dad is a very contradictory person. When he sits in his position, others don't dare to face him, so he slaps himself. He always says one thing, but does another thing, only limited to things related to me. matter."

Tang Yuan's voice faded, "He told me to be independent, and said he didn't care about me. I don't know how many times he said it. In fact, he just expanded the area of ​​the greenhouse. He hoped that I would spend my whole life in a place where he could see it."

Pei Wenjin raised his eyebrows, I hope so too.

Tang Yuan didn't know what was going on in the man's mind, he just thought his action was terribly sexy, if he knew, he would definitely spit on his face.

Pei Wenjin shunned the bangs on the boy's forehead, "Your father loves you very much."

"Wrong, it's doting." Tang Yuan's eyelids were slightly closed, "He also knows it, but he can't change it."

"Sometimes I think I'm so awesome, I didn't grow crooked under his kind of education."

Before waiting for the man's praise, Tang Yuan raised his eyelids a little, "I'm not crooked, am I?"

"It's not crooked," Pei Wenjin breathed heavily into the boy's ear, and praised him, "You are a good boy."

Tang Yuan was overjoyed, but it's a pity that he didn't have much energy, otherwise he would have jumped up and hugged the man's neck for a long, wet kiss for half an hour.

He glanced at the man, "Do you know why I didn't grow crooked?

Pei Wenjin asked cooperatively, "Why?"

Tang Yuan said, "Because I have three brothers, they grew up with me."

Pei Wenjin was silent.

Tang Yuan's mind was dizzy, and he was still holding on, "Which faction did you say was following the car last night?"

Pei Wenjin didn't answer immediately, "Tell me your opinion."

"It's just a car, the hostility won't just be such a small trick," Tang Yuan squeezed the man's big hand, and told him trustingly, "The level of following the car is not very good, obviously not a professional private detective .”

There was appreciation in Pei Wenjin's eyes, "Continue."

"Which buddy is full?" Tang Yuan thought for a while, "Curious about my night life? Want to see where I spend the night?"

Pei Wenjin looked at him and said, "Maybe he is more interested in your significant other."

Tang Yuan was stunned for a moment, his head hurt like an explosion, he took a breath, and fell asleep without thinking for a while.

Pei Wenjin got up and approached, held the young man's face, kissed him at the cut places, stared at him for a while, and sighed deeply.

Thinking of seeing the boy by the wall, Pei Wenjin's jaw line tightened a bit.

The next thing to do is two things, one is to investigate the perpetrator, drunk driving and escape, what to do, it is easier to find out.

The second is the vehicle that was followed last night. The time it takes to find evidence depends on the ability of the instigator behind the scenes.

Conjecture and hard evidence are two different things.

Only when the hard evidence is presented and thrown in front of the young man can he grow up.

Although cruel.

Pei Wenjin drove back to the apartment to change his blood-stained underwear, and turned back to the hospital. He turned off the light in the ward. He drank a cigarette in the dark, wet the cigarette butt with his saliva, bit it into a ring, and then pinched it off. Throw it in the trash can, and continue with another one.

Such actions revealed the mania beneath his calmness.

The crisp sound of metal rubbing flowed from Pei Wenjin's fingers, followed by a cluster of orange-red flames, passing by his obscure face, and everything was once again submerged in darkness.

The boy on the bed was talking in his sleep, shouting something, Pei Wenjin went to listen, but couldn't hear the complete syllable.

He embraced the boy in his arms, and pressed his big hand with well-defined bones against the boy's trembling and hot and humid back, stroking it one after another.

Time has no meaning at this moment, and it seems to make no difference whether it is fast or slow.

Pei Wenjin continued to maintain that comforting movement until the person in his arms breathed evenly and longly, and he realized that half of his body was numb.

The next morning, Tang Yuan received a call from Zhang Shuran, and his spirit was much better than last night, "Breakfast, I ate it, but I didn't eat two bites, it wasn't good, no, I'm in the hospital."

Zhang Shuran paused, "Hospital?"

"Yeah," Tang Yuan looked at the heavy snow outside the window, "I crashed my car last night."

The other end seemed to cut off the power suddenly, and there was a dead silence.

When Zhang Shuran spoke again, her voice was already in an unknown hoarse voice, "Which hospital are you in? I'll go to see you."

Tang Yuan said, "It's snowing heavily."

"It's okay," Zhang Shuran said, "I'm outside now."

"Then you got up early." Tang Yuan gave him the address, "Don't tell Xiaochao Alie and the others, and don't tell your parents, it's troublesome, drive slowly."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yuan's complexion was not very good, his eyes were almost blind from the longing for Daxuepan, and as a result, he couldn't get out sooner or later, but at this time, there was nothing to play.

The following car last night was arranged by someone, and the collision was an accident.

However, if there was no such thing as following the car, he would not have gone to Changyang Road.

Tang Yuan said to the man who came in with the thermos bucket, "My luck is not very good in the second half of the year. First I sprained my foot, my finger was caught in the door, and now I was hit by a car."

"Actually, these are all good. What I'm afraid of is that there will be a big move in the future."

As he spoke, he hooked the jade pendant around his neck, "Grandma said it could bring me good luck and good fortune, so where did my good luck and good fortune go?"

Pei Wenjin put the thermos bucket on the table, brought out the porridge, and heard the young man draw out his voice, "It's used on you."

He lowered his head and looked sideways, meeting the smiling eyes of the young man, "That's okay, use it on your body just like using it on me."

The ward was enveloped in an unspeakable warmth, so warm that one couldn't help but yearn for time to stop there, not to run forward.

Tang Yuan hooked his hands to let the man come over, and Kai wiped off the thin sweat on the tip of his nose, and patted the snowflakes out of his hair.

Pei Wenjin looked up.

When the eyes of the two met, there was a touch of affection.

Tang Yuan usually bluffs in front of this man, using the cartoons he has read to cheer himself up. At the critical moment, he is cooking, so he feels embarrassed, he coughs twice, "Who is Zhang Yang's benefactor?"

Pei Wenjin's thin lips moved, "Mingyu's young master."

Tang Yuan was confused at first, and it took him a few minutes to find the right part of the memory in his mind, and he said why it looks familiar, it turned out to be Jiang E.

They had a fight five or six years ago, and Jiang E asked him to fight, saying that you had the guts to hit me, come on, hit me, and that was a bitch, so he would fight.

That guy turned out to be a weak chicken, white and tender, like a small bamboo pole painted with white paint, how did he grow so strong?Steroid injection every day?

Not to mention the change from a weak chicken to a big black man, but also learning how to make a little lover and a beautiful boy. After all, he has really grown up, but it is different.

Pei Wenjin waited for the porridge to cool, and fed it to the boy spoon by spoon.

Tang Yuan was a little flattered. He looked at him eagerly after taking a bite, and then said with a babble, "Can you feed me all the time from now on?"

Pei Wenjin's face twitched faintly, "Aren't you bored?"

In order to prove that he really wanted to be treated that way, Tang Yuan shook his head vigorously unconsciously. As a result, he suffered from a headache and fell into a paralyzed state.

He also vomited out the little thing he ate in the morning, and said pitifully that he wanted to drink juice.

Pei Wenjin said that there is no juice, only fruit.

Tang Yuan reluctantly accepted, and said in a vain manner, "Then come back quickly."

Pei Wenjin straightened the quilt for the young man. As soon as his back straightened up, his little finger was caught. He lowered his head and asked with his eyes.

"You'd better buy a bottle of juice, I won't drink it, I'll watch you drink it."

"..."

"Kiss me after you finish drinking, just treat me as if I've drunk."

"..."

Not long after, Pei Wenjin came back with fruit. There was someone in the ward. He stood at the door and saw Zhang Shuran leaning on the edge of the bed with both hands, bending over the sleeping boy.

Blowing on the wound on his forehead with his mouth one after another, the movements are indescribably gentle.

Pei Wenjin's complexion sank in an instant, and a fierce look rose between his brows. He pushed the door open forcefully.