no way

They didn't have any more conversations about Zhong Ning's question.

Zhang Cong was convinced.He was so suffocated that he wanted to jump out of the car, but he couldn't.Yan Jianghe committed crimes in his life, he owed it, and both left and right could not escape the torture.

About 5 minutes later, Zhang Cong saw a woman coming out of the gate of the community.

From a distance, you can see that it has a good temperament.This woman is tall and slender, wearing a dark green long coat.As she got closer and closer, she came running for Yan Jianghe's car.Zhang Cong saw her chest-length curly hair hanging down easily again, and vaguely glimpsed that she should have a delicate and beautiful face.This is Yan Jianghe's ex-girlfriend - Yun Lei.

Yan Jianghe naturally saw it too.He turned sideways first, and stretched his arms to pick up the red wine in the back seat.Then he opened the car door and said to Zhang Cong, "Wait for me in the car."

Yan Jianghe got out of the car, and the moment he closed the car door, Zhang Cong heard Yun Lei's voice coming in: "Jiang He."

The car door slammed shut, Zhang Cong's spine pressed against the backrest, and he turned his head to stare out the window.

Yun Lei must have put a lot of thought into it before going out, and regardless of her makeup, she still had a pair of delicate dark green earrings hanging on her earlobes, which matched her clothes very well.

Yun Lei took the red wine from Yan Jianghe's hand and held it in her arms: "Jiang He, you don't have to be so polite with me."

Yan Jianghe smiled: "Take it, it will make you worry."

Yun Lei frowned imperceptibly, and said generously: "You know, I would rather you treat me to dinner than red wine."

Her hint was already obvious, but Yan Jianghe is a deaf man who doesn't understand style, he smiled and said: "Will you settle accounts? How much is a box of red wine, how much is a meal, I will take you to a five-star hotel to eat , neither of us can eat such expensive ones."

Yun Lei glanced at Yan Jianghe lightly, she was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "You really don't want to invite me to dinner?"

"..." Yan Jianghe sighed inwardly, "One day, call the few we played well in high school and have a good meal together."

The smile at the corner of Yun Lei's mouth couldn't hold back.She hugged the wine in her arms tighter, and when she looked at Yan Jianghe again, she felt sad and couldn't open her mouth.

Yan Jianghe has always been like this.He's a forgiving person.Yun Lei already knew this.She couldn't let it go, no wonder Yan Jianghe.Yan Jianghe was already very considerate to save face for her.

Yun Lei understood better, if it was not a last resort, Yan Jianghe would not look for her.Just like this time entrusting a relationship to do things, Yan Jianghe just borrowed her to open his mouth, and he took care of the rest by himself.

I don't know if it's because someone's youth has something, and it can't be passed by with the age.Anyway, Yun Lei has it.She has a big boy who would secretly skip class during the hottest summer and run two streets to buy ice cream for her. If it snowed in winter, he would turn around and walk backwards towards her, step by step, while Rubbing her hands warm, exhaling hot air from her mouth, holding her hand and laughing, covering her ears...

For so many years, she could never forget this big boy.No matter what kind of man courts her, she just can't forget Yan Jianghe.

"Go in quickly, it's cold." Yan Jianghe took two steps back, which was the signal for him to leave.

It's not easy for Yun Lei to stop him, so she can only nod her head: "I'll contact you later."

Yan Jianghe replied to her: "Contact me for something."

Yun Lei: "..."

Yan Jiang why didn't miss it.Without looking back, he stepped into the car, turned around and left with the ignition on.Looking in the rearview mirror, Zhang Cong could see Yun Lei taking a few steps forward, standing on the side of the road and watching the direction they left without moving.

Zhang Cong's heart was dark, especially when he was in a position of being unreasonable, some things would be seen very clearly - this Yun Lei must still have thoughts about Yan Jianghe.

What about Yan Jiang?

Zhang Cong turned his eyes back to Yan Jianghe's face again, and wanted to slap himself when he spoke: "Is that your ex-girlfriend?"

"..." Yan Jianghe didn't expect him to be stunned by Zhang Cong so quickly, he clicked his tongue, "How do you know?"

Zhang Cong took a deep breath into his lungs and pressed it firmly: "I can see it."

"Ouch." Yan Jianghe was particularly surprised.After Zhang Cong didn't talk back to him, the most he would do was shut up.You can't even break the joke, so you still say this?

Yan Jiang is so happy: "Okay, you, start digging up your brother's relationship history?"

Zhang Cong frowned, annoyed by Yan Jianghe's smile.He simply turned his head out of the window, he couldn't see it, but he couldn't control his mouth, and said rather strangely: "The roots are broken."

Yan Jianghe's ears twitched.He hadn't heard Zhang Cong speak to him in this tone for a long time.It's very aggressive, and you can obviously feel all kinds of dissatisfaction and dislike in it.

"..." Just in time for the red light, Yan Jianghe stepped on the brakes, "What's your tone?"

Zhang Cong's lips parted, but he couldn't find a word from his internal organs for a long time, so he simply chose to shut up again.His forehead was pressed against the car window, and he closed his eyes fiercely in order to calm down.

Zhang Cong is young after all.No matter how he is played out of inertia by God, he is still only talented, and his heart is always tender.For the first time, it grew a little hot, and he couldn't hold it steady after a jolt.

Yan Jianghe was almost laughed at by Zhang Cong, and he said angrily, "Zhang Cong, are you sick today?"

Zhang Cong still couldn't answer, and the nest didn't move.In Yan Jianghe's eyes, this was too challenging.This is directly equivalent to - Zhang Cong ignored him and was unwilling to talk to him.

Rebellious period?What a bastard, unlucky bastard who deserves a beating.

Yan Jiang He Fang scolded Zhang Cong all over his face.Broken roots?This little word is really beautiful.He is deeply attached.Who is he for?

Zhang Cong's transfer to another school, anyone with a broken neck knew that he had to ask for help.Zhang Cong must also understand.But Yan Jianghe felt that it was not necessary to explain clearly, who was entrusted, and how much money was spent, there was no need to disclose it to Zhang Cong.Just like he didn't let Zhang Cong get out of the car just now.

A child is a child, otherwise why would he be a "brother"?

But now that the little turtle is raising seedlings, there is something wrong with raising it.

Yan Jiang He Huo rolled up, pointed at Zhang Cong's brain and tapped it a few times: "OK."

Out of the corner of his eye, he didn't admire Zhang Cong any more. He glanced at the green light in front of him and stepped on the accelerator to drive.Zhang Cong was shaken by him, and his forehead hit the glass.

This knocked him awake.He suddenly looked at Yan Jianghe, only to see a put down cold face.Zhang Congxuan didn't reach out to pull Yan Jianghe's chin, asking the man to turn his head and meet his gaze.

Yan Jianghe has never been the kind of habitual illness. He ignored Zhang Cong along the way, treating Zhang Cong as air, and stopped downstairs immediately when he got home.If Zhang Cong didn't get out of the car quickly, he would have been locked in the car directly.

Yan Jianghe entered the house and went straight to his own room. After a few steps, Yan Yan Meitong said twice: "Get out, don't block, stay away from me."

Yan Meitong's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, perhaps seeing that he was in a bad mood, she sprinted to Zhang Cong's feet with light hooves, pawed at Zhang Cong's meowing, and vowed not to let go of her claws.The cotton socks on Zhang Cong's feet were hooked up with his nails.

Zhang Cong: "..."

Zhang Cong squatted down slowly, put Yan Meitong's belly in his palm, wrapped it in his arms, and rubbed Yan Meitong's scalp twice.

Zhang Cong walked to the TV and threw Yan Meitong into the princess nest.Then he picked up a box of canned fish from the cabinet and bent over to feed the animals.

Yan Meitong was relieved to have something delicious to eat, so she just put her head down and ate hard.

Zhang Cong stared at its upturned tail and ran away for a while, without looking at Yan Jianghe's room, he went straight into the kitchen.

Naturally, Yan Jianghe was still angry.He was already very popular, and it was Zhang Cong who provoked him, so that was even more unacceptable.

Yan Jianghe didn't want to take credit, but wanted Zhang Cong to be grateful to him.He felt that Zhang Cong couldn't be mad at him until now.

Yan Jiang is such a coward, it's nonsense to be considerate to him.He couldn't hold people in his hands.But he really loves Zhang Cong, from the very beginning.

So Yan Jianghe feels like feeding his heart to a dog now.

——Zhang Cong, an unfamiliar puppy.

Yan Jianghe was sitting by the bed, grabbing a medical book to start with, his eyes were rolling over and over, showing hysteria, and the bastard kicked the door lightly before he could shake his head.

"What are you doing?" Yan Jianghe glared at the door.

Zhang Cong seemed to have paused at the other end, and then said in a muffled voice: "You open the door, I have both hands occupied."

Yan Jianghe snorted coldly, knocked the book on the bed, and walked to the door.As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a warm fragrance.

Zhang Cong held a small bowl of sesame paste in his left hand and a glass of water in his right hand.

Yan Jianghe was not too polite, he reached for the water glass and poured it into his mouth, he was already thirsty after being angry for a long time.

Drinking it in one sip was a bit sweet, Yan Jianghe was stunned, and noticed that it was a glass of honey water with a suitable temperature.

Zhang Cong put the sesame paste on the table.I don't know what he put in, but the sweet fragrance came out of the bowl all at once, Yan Jianghe's stomach was empty, and he was so hungry that he got a headache in an instant.

Zhang Cong looked up at Yan Jianghe, walked over, pondered over and over again, and chose to call out first: "Brother."

Yan Jiang Hepi smiled, and opened his mouth to scold: "Puppy..."

"I'm sorry." Zhang Cong suddenly interrupted Yan Jianghe.

Yan Jianghe: "..."

Zhang Cong is really amazing.Not saying a word can make Yan Jiang He angry, but saying a word can make Yan Jiang He dumbfounded.

Yan Jianghe stared at him, then at the sesame paste on the table.Finally, he walked to the table and sat down, grabbed a spoon and ate.

Zhang Cong let out a breath, and clenched his fists by his sides.When he was making sesame paste just now, he wanted to hollow out his head, and he was thinking how he should explain his convulsions to Yan Jianghe so that Yan Jianghe could accept it.

To be honest, it is definitely impossible.What is Yan Jiang's temper like this? Zhang Cong didn't dare to get in the way.One wrong step, and the whole game is lost.He has to press.

He made excuses for himself as he stirred the sugar in the pot.After searching and searching, he found that he could only poke at Yan Jianghe's tenderness.

So Zhang Cong stood opposite Yan Jianghe, and said expressionlessly: "I just thought of Zhang Hanma. He will give those women things, money, some pictures... I just suddenly thought..."

Yan Jianghe really put down his spoon, raised his head and looked over.

Zhang Cong quickly missed his sight, thinking that he should be in the [-]th floor of hell.He was shameless enough to bite the scars on his body, and he was so pitiful in front of Yan Jianghe that he was dripping with blood.

Yan Jianghe felt sorry for him and couldn't bear it.he knows.He just wants Yan Jianghe to feel sorry for him.The more distressed, the better.

A person who is extremely lacking in "love", has not had time to be kind and warm, and live a manly life for himself, but he chooses to "love".It's hard for that twisted and crooked heart to be so sickly that it can be matched with the worst derogatory term in the world.

Yan Jianghe was silent, his mind began to turn, and his temper completely disappeared.

The name Zhang Hanma disappeared for a while.That mess of facts is disgusting.How unreliable this kind of father is, Yan Jiang doesn't even bother to scold him.

Even if everything is over, the hurdle in Zhang Cong's heart is still buried there, and no one can step on it.Yan Jianghe will never forget Zhang Cong's description of their father-son relationship and the nasty relationship between men and women: "What's the difference between me and what he/shot/in those dick/vaginal/passages?"

Yan Jianghe stood up and walked up to Zhang Cong.He sighed, and said aggrievedly, "But I'm not."

Yan Jianghe still didn't say much: "She did me a little favor before, and I gave something to repay the favor. If I don't return it, I won't be clear."

"I know. I'm not against you." Zhang Cong just finished telling the lie and didn't dare to bring up this topic again.

He looked at the sesame paste on the table, and began to cover up: "You eat some padding first, and I'll cook some noodles?"

Yan Jianghe didn't refute anymore.He thought that Zhang Cong might have some psychological resistance.For example, seeing a scene may involve some bad memories.

Zhang Cong accidentally lost his temper at him.

This kind of childish and fragile behavior is incompatible with Zhang Cong, but it makes perfect sense.Wrapped in hostility and beware of the surroundings, the bottom of my heart never dares to yearn for a peace. ——It was Zhang Cong's characteristic that made Yan Jiang so soft-hearted.

Yan Jianghe rubbed his stomach, not planning to save Zhang Cong's efforts at all, and said like a grandfather, "Don't eat noodles, let's have porridge. Two more dishes, one meat and one vegetable."

"Okay." Zhang Cong finally relaxed, turned and walked out.

"Zhang Cong." Yan Jianghe suddenly called out.

Zhang Cong stopped at the door to see Yan Jianghe coming.Yan Jianghe looked Zhang Cong up and down, raised his eyes, but did not see the top of Zhang Cong's hair.

He bent his eyes: "Have you grown taller?"

Seventeen or eighteen boys have pig growth in their hormones, and Yan Jianghe even found that Zhang Cong was already a little taller than him.When Zhang Cong saw it, he didn't stop here. It is estimated that the pants will be shorter in a while.

"Probably." Zhang Cong said.

Yan Jianghe held out his hand.Zhang Cong lowered his head subconsciously.

Yan Jianghe sighed secretly, and put his palm on the back of Zhang Cong's head, "Hey, let's cook."

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Zhang Cong: Shhh, don't tell Yan Jianghe how stupid and despicable I am.Please.