Sand Sculpture Overlord's thousand-layer routine

The night was deeper.

Jiang Yan leaned against the head of the bed angrily, stuffed his nose with a tissue, and tilted his head up, trying to make the nosebleed flow back.

Jiang Peiliang stood beside the bed with arms folded, without saying a word.

"Big, big brother..." Jiang Yan struggled to grasp the corner of his coat: "I've been on fire recently, and my capillaries are more sensitive."

"Really?" Jiang Pei said coldly, "What's the matter with you?"

Jiang Yan fell silent.

As soon as they are free, they can't do it. As soon as the two of them are silent, Jiang Yan's mind will replay the scene of the society's death just now, and every scene is so clear——

He was dizzy with two nosebleeds?, startled Jiang Peiliang, and quickly took a wet towel to wipe it; but Jiang Yan was too aggressive, seeing Jiang Peiliang leaning over to wipe it anxiously, Nosebleeds are as continuous and turbulent as the gates of the Yangtze River. No matter how much you wipe them off, you can't wipe them clean, and you are close to opening your mouth and saying "I'm greedy for your body".

Jiang Yan recalled that "I have never been so speechless in my life" on Jiang Peiliang's face? The expression became concrete, sobbed, and buried his head in the quilt.

Forget living on another planet!

"Are you feeling better?" Jiang Peiliang pulled his humiliated head out of the bed, "Are you dizzy?"

Jiang Yan stammered, "I'm not dizzy anymore."

In order to prevent the gate from being opened again, he turned his eyes to the other side when he spoke, looking very unfilial.

Jiang Peiliang answered from his nasal cavity lukewarmly. This is actually quite normal. His elder brother usually speaks in the way that he can answer with vowels but can't use words, and can use words but can't use short sentences. From time to time, Jiang Yan heard a strong sense of sarcasm from this short and concise response.

Also, he is a person who reads all kinds of books. How could he start throwing nosebleeds?

But it's not Jiang Peiliang's turn to laugh at him, a person who never blooms for ten thousand years.

Jiang Yan was very annoyed, but he didn't dare to make mistakes, so he could only force him in a low voice: "No, if you don't promote male virtue, the country will not be a country."

Jiang Peiliang didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"You always pick and pull clothes like this, which is a sign of disobedience to masculinity." Jiang Yan lost too much blood, his IQ dropped, and suffered from a bear's heart and leopard courage. Will value him, he will not be happy? So, you can't just show it to others..."

Jiang Peiliang said: "Isn't my mother-in-law my mother?"

"Nonsense!!" A salty fish in Jiangyan turned over and continued to babble with a blushing face: "I didn't agree!!"

"Lie down and don't move."

Jiang Xianyu had great ambitions, but before he succeeded in translating, he was forcefully suppressed by his elder brother, so he could only lay his dead body on the bed.

Jiang Peiliang was still thinking about his shocking male virtue's speech just now, his eyes were a little dark.

Even though he has no experience in dating, he could feel it a long time ago. Jiang Yan's reaction and attitude towards this aspect can be said to be unexpected? Sentimental.

He turned his head and glanced, Jiang Yan's face was still as red as a tomato.

...This is completely incompatible with the previous? rumors?.Will the personality suddenly change so much overnight?

It just looks like a different person.

But this idea didn't make Jiang Peiliang pay much attention, because he had other things to care about.

"When are you going to agree?" Jiang Peiliang poked his cheek and looked at him a little funny, "Be more specific."

Jiang Yan tilted his head and buried his head in it again.

After a while, a muffled voice came from under the quilt: "Anyway, it won't be too long anyway."

After getting the words, Jiang Peiliang stood up from the bed and said lightly, "Okay."

Seeing that he was about to go out, why not? He turned off the light very considerately, and Jiang Yan poked out from under the quilt in the dark, still a little unbelievable: "Let's go?"

The tone is like a stall selling ten yuan and three pairs of socks in the market? The proprietress, unfortunately, there is still a bit of reluctance in it.

"Otherwise? To sleep with you here?" Jiang Peiliang's eyes still shone with an inexplicable gleam in the darkness, and he said coldly, "You really should do more? Get used to it."

"Ah?" Jiang Yan asked in a daze, "Adapted to what?"

Jiang Peiliang closed the door, and didn't say anything about getting used to it, leaving only light? One sentence: "To avoid another nosebleed next time."

it is more than words.

Jiang Yan: "..."

He numbly pulled out the tissue that was still blocked in his nose.

Manly man, shed blood but not tears... Wuwuwu couldn't help it, this is simply a shame of a lifetime!

The rooster crowed to announce the dawn, and the morning light broke, and it was New Year's Eve the next day.

Jiang Yan sat up against Zhang Jiwotou, his face full of bewilderment.

Although it is very original and natural...but why are there chickens here? ?

He must have had the same idea? He wasn't the only one. Before Jiang Yan got out of bed, he heard Jiang Miao's furious voice through the door: "Jiang Yizhao, what did you bring the chicken back for? Do you know what time it is? "

Jiang Yizhao's calm voice also sounded: "Yes, 05:30."

Jiang Miao: "What I just said? The last sentence is an exclamation sentence, isn't it true? What time do you mean?"

Jiang Yichao: "Huh? Impossible."

Jiang Miao: "Die to me—"

When a domestic violence was about to kick off, Jiang Yan successfully stopped the dispute with the mud-stirring method, using tactics such as "big for the new year", "get up", "don't care about the children", The effect was remarkable, Jiang Yichao was only beaten half to death.

The three of them sat quietly on the sofa in the early morning. At this time, the old Zhang's dog next door was still awake.Jiang Miao was sitting, quietly glanced at Jiang Yan's face, still? She couldn't hold back her curiosity, and asked, "What did big brother tell you yesterday?"

"Ah?" Jiang Yan frowned tightly, trying to thicken his face: "It's nothing."

"Impossible." Jiang Miao ruthlessly exposed, "Brother is staying in your room until one o'clock in the morning."

Jiang Yan: "..."

You are the only unlucky child who has a lot to do?

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Jiang Yan had no choice but to say: "I know everything about what happened yesterday."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this sentence, Jiang Miao did not show any surprise, but nodded thoughtfully: "I think so."

During the discussion yesterday, she felt that even if Jiang Yan's factors were not taken into consideration, the eldest brother would not keep him in the dark forever?

This was her intuition. As for why, Jiang Miao's strong desire to survive made her refuse to think so much.

The one who was beaten? Jiang Yizhao, with a bruised nose and swollen face, was several times more excited than Jiang Miao, but tried to calm down, so he rose and fell on the sofa a few times, like a live bullfrog, and coughed: "Then you are What do you think?"

"Me?" Jiang Yan didn't even think about it, "It's good for me to stay here?"

He doesn't care about how many entanglements and reasons the elders have, and he has no position to choose whether to forgive or not. Those are all things that the original owner should consider, and it has nothing to do with him.

Jiang Yizhao coughed again, his black face was slightly red: "Indeed."

"Jiang Yichao." Jiang Miao looked at him in disbelief: "You actually said something human."

"?" Jiang Yichao stood up angrily, and wrestled with Jiang Miao again, but what? He failed to win in one fell swoop, and instead was scratched by Jiang Miao.

Jiang Yan watched the siblings fight with a smile on his face, and then yawned hugely.

He went to bed too late yesterday, and was woken up early in the morning, even if he was asked to sleep on the ground, he would pass out immediately.

Jiang Yan couldn’t fall asleep in the cage this time. Around 06:30, Jiang’s father and Jiang’s mother woke up, happily continuing to arrange the family, trying to make the colorful lantern even more beautiful.

Jiang Yan watched from the sidelines for a while, and felt that the family didn't seem to need the icing on the cake, what was more needed was the timely assistance.

It's no wonder Jiang's father and Jiang's mother are so excited. The elder brother only came back from abroad two years ago. Jiang Yizhao also stayed in other places for a long time before. Can bring together a large family.

After what happened last night, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang didn't show any strange expressions, they still greeted Jiang Yan very normally: "Xiao Yan, come and help Dad make a cup of tea."

Jiang Yan walked over with the bubble teapot in hand.

Jiang Peiliang was paid to go shopping, and he couldn't speak to Jiang Yan before he left. He seemed to be in a bad mood.

The Jiang family has always had a sense of ritual. No matter how rich they are, the New Year’s Eve dinner is cooked by the family themselves. However, since the two female relatives in the family are not very proficient in cooking, the main reason is that they are afraid that they will spoil the kitchen during the New Year. It exploded, so most of the heavy responsibility fell on Father Jiang.

But this time, Jiang Yan also said enthusiastically: "Dad, let me help you!"

Jiang's father was very moved by his initiative to help: "Xiaoyan, I didn't expect..."

His? The child has finally grown up-he thought so, but after 10 minutes, he had the cheek to kick the hapless child out of the kitchen, "If you really want to help me, go The chickens from the previous dynasty were caught in the backyard."

Mother Jiang and Jiang Miao were sitting on the sofa, chatting with each other with a smile.

Jiang Yan was good at sneak attacks, and caught the loyal chicken alive. When he handed the chicken to Father Jiang excitedly, his mobile phone rang.

Guardian Zuo's steady voice sounded over there: "Boss, Happy New Year's Eve."

"You too, happy New Year's Eve." Jiang Yan knew his character of going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, "Did something happen?"

"It's nothing wrong..."

Liang Xizhi? There was a bit of distress in his tone.

He just didn't expect that the situation was so obviously rejected a while ago? Why did he still have the cheek to harass him now, yelling that at least on the last day of this year, he wants to meet Jiang Yan.

The more Jiang Yan listened, the more he felt this familiar. Was he so entangled from beginning to end? It must have been in "The Road to Becoming a God in the Domineering and Happy Koi Entertainment Circle"? He himself, that is, Jiang Yan himself; Feng Shui turns, Unexpectedly, it is Jing Shi himself who is responsible for supporting this role. It is true that the man is silent and the woman is crying.

Liang Xishi didn't mean to scare him, but felt that this was the boss's personal issue after all, and he couldn't make a decision by himself, "Mr. Xiao Jiang, my reply? If you want to meet, you can only do so at the New Year's Eve dinner." at the dinner table? See', do you think this is decent?"

"It's too inappropriate!" Jiang Yan scolded him: "You can't eat monkey brains!"

Liang Xizhi: "..."

It was he who underestimated Xiao Jiang's ability to hurt people too much.

The two of them used the company to chat for a while without saying a word, and Liang Xishi finally said bluntly: "President Xiao Jiang, Jing Shi really likes you."

"Oh." Jiang Yan said.

Liang Xizhi: "Just 'oh'?"

"Of course." Jiang Yan cheerfully plucked chicken feathers while talking nonsense, "I don't like him, so it has nothing to do with me whether he likes me or not. Besides, I'm so nice, who likes me? There are too many people Everyone has to worry about me, how much do I have to do? Leisure...although it is indeed quite leisurely."

Liang Xizhi was unable to refute.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yan received congratulatory text messages from the company's employees and artistes one after another. According to this posture, I'm afraid it's not all arranged from the first day to the fifteenth day of the new year. Every copy is not the same.

He was plucking chicken feathers while replying? At that time, Jiang Peiliang came back from shopping.

It was sunny today, not too cold, his elder brother came back with a cool breath all over his body, put his things beside him, and just stuck to him and didn't move.

Jiang Yan plucked hair? His hands were unsteady: "What, what are you doing, don't disturb me plucking hair."

"Plucking?" Jiang Peiliang glanced coldly at the bald chicken lying in the water, and said calmly, "I thought you were playing minesweeping if you didn't tell me."

Jiang Yan: "?"

Angrily, he glued chicken feathers to the leg of Jiang Pei's trousers, and was severely scratched in the face.

At dinner time, fireworks have been set off one after another around.

The aristocratic chicken that Jiang Yizhao brought back became the most popular on the table that night? No one watched that dish? It is also rare to take a few sips. In the warm yellow light, the family's fireworks burst out.

"Jiang Yichao!" Jiang Miao began to tongue out after taking a few sips: "How old are you? You still drink Wangzai milk, you are so kind."

"Why am I embarrassed?" Jiang Yichao sat upright: "Our family's ancestors are not good at drinking, and I am very self-aware, so I don't want to vomit."

Jiang Peiliang took a few sips casually, and stopped drinking, his cheekbones were already slightly red.

"Nonsense! Why is it that our family has a poor capacity for alcohol?" Jiang's father frowned, slapped the table, and then fell limply in the arms of Jiang's mother: "Daughter-in-law goose..."

Jiang Yan held his own empty wine glass and looked at Mother Jiang in dismay.

After a while, Mother Jiang looked away and said softly, "You...you can be where you are at ease."

Jiangyan is a bit? Can't hear clearly: "What?"

"There is always a room for you at home." Mother Jiang quickly finished this sentence, then lowered her head to help her husband up, and said, "Your father is drunk and too old to survive, so I will take him up first."

Several generations should say: "Okay."

It wasn't until Jiang Yan and Jiang Peiliang cleared the dining table that Jiang Yan understood what Jiang Mu meant.

The New Year's Eve dinner always lasts for a long time, and in the middle of it, we add jokes and reminisce about the past. It takes a long time. Jiang Yan went to the bathroom and came back. Jiang Miao was already sleeping on the big sofa in front of the TV. Falling asleep, Jiang Yizhao sat next to him and supported his sister's head to prevent her from choking. He looked up helplessly and said, "Jiang Miao said let me wake her up again during the New Year's Eve."

Jiang Yan saw his tense look, not knowing where to put his hands, and somehow felt a little like laughing.

The Spring Festival Gala in this world is the same as his previous world, not very funny, but Jiang Yan is sitting on the sofa and watching intently.

There are too many differences here, yet too many similarities. Jiang Yan tried to recall his previous life, but felt that it was blurred all of a sudden.

Those days when one cooks dumplings, sleeps alone, eats alone and sees a doctor? The days are like a world away. He didn't think it at first, but when he thought about it, he hadn't felt that lonely feeling for a long time.

The sofa beside him sank slightly, and a familiar breath came in. Jiang Peiliang sat next to him as usual, but didn't speak, just watched with him.

Jiang Yan secretly looked at the side faces of the people beside him, feeling a little unreal.

Is this true? Is it realistic?Or was God creating an unreal dream for him in order to sympathize with him?

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Peiliang asked suddenly while still looking ahead.

Jiang Yan was taken aback: "No, nothing."

Jiang Peiliang didn't delve into it, but just responded.

Jiang Miao seemed to be woken up by the sound effects of the show, and now she is moaning, Jiang Yichao scolded her for being an annoying ghost while handing her water; but the two belonged alone? This corner was still silent, Jiang Weir couldn't help but feel a little restless.

The sound of fireworks outside the window was still continuous. Jiang Yan was sitting upright, but he heard a slight sound of a camera amidst the sound of crackling fireworks.

"?" Jiang Yan turned his head and found that Jiang Peiliang had put down his phone with a blank expression. He was surprised and said, "Brother, do you still know how to take pictures?"

"Hmm." Jiang Peiliang lowered his head and flipped through the photos just now, "Are you surprised that I still know how to eat?"

Jiang Yan: "..."

"Did you shoot me just now?" Jiang Yan said cheekily, "The voice rang in my ears just now, don't deny it..."

Jiang Peiliang said bluntly, "Yes."

Jiang Yan immediately yelled: "I want? Look!"

Jiang Peiliang glanced at him, and directly handed over his mobile phone.

"Give it to me directly?" Jiang Yan pursed his lips, "I only want to see one..."

"Turn around as you like." Jiang Peiliang put his hands behind his ears and said flatly, "You can check a job post if you want."

Steam was rising from Jiang Yan's head, and he took his mobile phone with his head down, and found that the default interface was still on the gallery. He subconsciously poked it in, but was stunned.

There are only 53 photos in Jiang Peiliang's album, all of which were taken by himself. There is only one figure in it, which is Jiangyan from the side angle just now.

The remaining 52 photos, although they seem to be unrelated items, but Jiang Yan just scanned, but there is a sense of familiarity that is difficult to ignore.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he swiped down, and at a glance, he saw the small golden mask in the middle with the color of a golden saint.

The last time he was about to go home to see his eldest brother, he secretly applied the small facial mask that was caught on the spot in the company.

Jiang Yan: "..."

I have a vague concept in my heart, and the rest of the pictures are matched one by one——

On Jiang Peiliang’s birthday, he made it himself. The foot smells like a [-]-inch big cake. The remark is "the gold and jade are beyond the inside of it."; "Drunk? Butterfly" in the CD player in the gym, the remark is "don’t let him Singing'; the small wooden man with curly hair engraved with the logo of Lingyan Temple, remarked as 'really ugly'; the ownerless egg floating in the hot spring, remarked as 'unpalatable'; three people made it together and finally all entered Jiang Yichao's stomach ?Apologize to the snail fans, and remark that 'the clothes can't be used anymore'; the scarves the two wore together, the small motorcycle and helmet that once carried people, and the pregnant fat orange cat in Big A a long time ago...

The picture with the most different painting style is dimly lit, and the background looks like a hospital. In the picture, Jiang Peiliang's big hand is holding his hand with the infusion needle inserted, and some blue veins are emerging.

The shooting time was after one o'clock in the morning, and the remark was 'there will be no next time'.

... Was that the day when Jiang Peiliang just found out that he was not his own brother?

There are only 53 photos in total, each of which is related to him.

It seemed that the New Year's Eve was approaching, and the sound of fireworks outside the window became more intense and louder. Jiang Yan stared at the screen and pursed his lips.

"Is one day enough to get used to it?" Jiang Peiliang didn't look at him, his expression was still calm, but his words were a little stagnant: "I know it's not good to chase too quickly..."

"But I can't wait."

Jiang Yan snapped his screen off, and spoke with a nasal voice: "It's good that you know."

So Jiang Peiliang has been watching him since so early.

Another burst of silence? Silence.

The fireworks outside the window became more and more urgent, and lights of various colors hid in the room along the floor-to-ceiling windows, flickering on and off, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

The two spoke at the same time: "So..."

This time Jiang Yan didn't let him go, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and started again. Let's start, let's try to finish his mental journey in one breath: "I have always felt that you are a good person, and I am also very happy." I like you and think you are amazing, but knowing that you like me, I still feel a little—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang Peiliang.

"I don't want to hear it anymore." Jiang Peiliang's eyes were flickering and flickering, and they were a little inexplicably mesmerizing, and there was something unquestionable in his tone, "You are only Xu Zhou. Officials set fires, and people are not allowed to light lamps?"

Jiang Yan opened his mouth blankly: "What..."

"Be my boyfriend." Jiang Peiliang said, "You just need to answer 'yes'."

Strange to say, amidst the noisy sound of fireworks and TV, his words were so clear in Jiang Yan's ears, without any room for maneuver.

After the voice fell, the show was still going on, the fireworks were still burning, Jiang Miao was still humming, and Jiang Yizhao was still silent, as if no one had spoken just now.

It seems that there are only two people with extremely fast heartbeats left in the world, waiting for the answer face to face.

Finally, Jiang Yan lowered his head and said, "I thought you would at least wait until midnight."

"Zero?" Jiang Peiliang frowned slightly: "What's the difference?"

"Yes, there is a big difference." Jiang Yan raised his head, his cheeks flushed, but it was the first time he answered him so firmly:

"...I originally thought that no matter how bad it was, I could always come up with a suitable?, promised? Answer."

Jiang Peiliang was stunned for a long time before he let out a long sigh and laughed lowly:

"That's what you said."

...It's too late to repent.