He's super cute

"What do you mean by Master Qin?" Wen Xi's face was not very good-looking, and she was a little annoyed, "I've never met you before, so you don't need to insult me ​​in such a big circle."

The young man was restrained in his arms, his light brown pupils were exactly the same as that man's, slightly tinged with fire and fear.

But no resentment or shame.

Different.

That person's eyes are always moist, as if hiding a pool of spring, which shatters into sparkling waves with a light touch.

"Change your name." Qin Mubai felt unspeakable hostility in his heart, and said softly, "You don't deserve to be called that name."

Wen Xi almost laughed out of anger, his expression became more and more condensed, the fear gradually subsided, he waved Qin Mubai's hand away, "My parents chose my name, you have no right to ask me to change my name."

The young man looked up at him neither humble nor overbearing, his light-colored eyes seemed to have been washed by rain, they were extremely clear.

Qin Mubai suddenly got very close to him, and stretched out his hand slowly, as if wanting to touch his eyes.

It was raining heavily outside, this man seemed to have walked in the rain several times, the cold raindrops on his black hair fell on his curly eyelashes, making people shudder from the bone marrow, he almost laughed out loud, whispered Said: "Your eyes are very beautiful."

"If you're okay..." Wen Xi really didn't want to have any interaction with this person, so she made a polite gesture, "I'll go back first."

It doesn't matter whether he is timid or worthless, but he finally has a chance to start again, he just wants to hide away and bring up Xiao Muyiqiaotou.

As for revenge...

Wen Xi squeezed the self-heating hot pot tightly, and pulled the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating manner. He still knew how much he weighed.

And what kind of enmity is there?

All the suffering was self-inflicted willingly and shamelessly.

"I want to dig it out..." Qin Mubai stood on the spot, like a pale sculpture, looking at his back, rubbing his fingers slightly, as if he still had something to say, "It's so beautiful."

The black pupil gradually turned cold, he tilted his head and smiled meaningfully.

... "No problem, it was an accident last night."

"I can handle it, don't worry."

"Yes, he's with me."

Wen Xi opened the car window a crack, the cool air after the rain was very comfortable, he answered the grandfather Wen on the other side of the phone, "He is busy with holding an art exhibition these days, take him back for dinner in a while. "

"I'll take you home in a while." Wen Xi hung up the phone, turned her head and said softly to Jiang Yuqing, "I'll go back to the old house."

Jiang Yuqing mumbled with a lollipop in his mouth, "Okay."

The car fell silent for a while.

"Go back to country m."

"Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow."

The two suddenly spoke out at the same time.

"I'll find a way to solve the small wooden matter." Wen Xi rubbed her forehead and changed her posture, "You should return to Country M as soon as possible, Jiang Yan has already set his sights on you."

"Do you have any solution?" Jiang Yuqing looked calm, and his mind was extraordinarily clear, "Just find someone to marry?"

"You can't do it."

"This is all my own business." Wen Xi seemed to have made up her mind long ago, "I have contacted your brother, and you will go back tomorrow morning."

"I won't leave." Jiang Yuqing couldn't restrain his impatience, "Why should I leave, why?"

"Do you remember what you were like when you just woke up?" Wen Xi pinched the armrest, her knuckles were white, "I can't do it again, I can't, you will really die!"

At that time, Jiang Yuqing always timidly hid in a corner where there was no sunlight, like a bird building a nest, he piled up around him tightly, and he didn't cry, just nestled inside and hugged his stomach in a daze.

day after day.

Until Brother Jiang forcefully pulled him out of the den, there were scars where blood had solidified on his white and tender legs.

"It's gone, it's gone... no flowers, no names, nothing..." Jiang Yuqing murmured while clutching the hem of Big Brother Jiang's clothes.

"Go back, Qingqing..." Wen Xi raised her head to hold back her tears, with some pleas, "I can't afford to take this risk..."

He was really afraid that Jiang Yuqing, who had finally been alive and kicking, would turn into that inhuman appearance again.

"It's not just those three years that separated us..." Jiang Yuqing stretched out his hand to catch the fine strands of rain, his hair was also damp, and his mind cleared up a lot, "I can't control him, but I can Control myself."

"Now that I've come out, I won't make the same mistakes again."

"I'm Jiang Yuqing, not Yu Xiaoque."

For the first time in two years, Jiang Yuqing frankly mentioned this name that he had always regarded as humiliating, representing his worst past.

...Summer is always rainy, and after a while it began to rain lightly.

Wen Xi took Jiang Yuqing to the door with an umbrella, he hugged Wen Xi lightly, perhaps aware of his panic, and buried him clingily in the socket of his shoulder again.

"Come back early and drink less." Jiang Yuqing straightened the folds of his coat, patted it again, and said softly, "I'll wait for you at home."

"it is good."

Wen Xi's eyebrows were gentle, not to mention smiling, but from a distance, the two really looked like a couple who were reluctant to part with each other.

The man's shiny leather shoes were covered with muddy water. He was holding a black umbrella, his pupils were black, and he was holding the handle tightly.

His internal organs seemed to be squeezed by something, and acid water gushed out.

The Jiang family kept young master Jiang's information under wraps, so far, it is still found that he died two years ago. Jiang Yan changed his mind and began to investigate the young man named Wenxi.

With this clue, the context becomes clear.

Jiang Yan glanced at Wen Xi with eyes that wished he could be cut alive.

So during the two years when he lost Little Canary, this person was by his side day and night.

There was a chill down Wen Xi's spine, he frowned and shivered slightly, "Go in quickly, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Yuqing turned around, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, he wiped his face vigorously, and kneaded his right wrist habitually.

Even with a different body, the right wrist tendon is still intact, but every time it rains, I always feel sore and itchy, like countless mosquito bites.

Is it really over?

His brain began to tingle again, and he resisted to open the door.

"You don't live with him?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang out from beside my ears.

Jiang Yuqing shuddered violently.

That kind of fear and loathing like a gangrene.

The tall and clear man stood behind him, looking straight at him.

"Are you following me?" Jiang Yuqing took a small step back, a very vigilant little move.

"Hmm." Jiang Yan's face was pale, and the hair on his forehead was still dripping intermittently. He asked again, "Do you live with him?"

It seems that if you confirm this, you can feel at ease.

"It has nothing to do with you." The rain outside the window inadvertently increased, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

"If you have nothing else to do, please go back." Jiang Yuqing had a terrible headache and was too lazy to deal with him.

"I know it's you." Jiang Yan couldn't stand his cold attitude, and gritted his teeth forbearance, "Qingqing..."

"So?" Jiang Yuqing showed impatience on his face, and tried to close the door with his backhand, "My name is not a secret."

"Can I chat with you?" Jiang Yan stretched out his hand in the crack of the door to stop him, but fortunately Jiang Yuqing retracted his strength quickly.

Even so, Jiang Yan's hand was swollen from being pinched.

"Don't come to me and go crazy if you're sick." Jiang Yuqing pushed open the door, took a deep breath and suppressed something, "I don't owe you anything."

The man just looked at him stiffly, with pain in his eyes.

Like a big homeless dog.

"Come in." Jiang Yuqing bit her lip and turned her head, "I'll bandage you."

For Grandpa Jiang's sake, he let him in once.

"Thank you." Jiang Yan thanked in a low voice.

There are several pairs of shoes of obviously different sizes in the shoe cabinet at the door.

It is clear that he is not alone.

Jiang Yuqing changed the slippers familiarly, and looked back at the man who was stunned, "Change the shoes."

Jiang Yan moved his gaze away with difficulty, and calmed down.

Jiang Yuqing made it clear that he had no intention of reminiscing with him, took the medicine box, and acted as if to leave immediately after dressing.

Jiang Yan sat on the sofa, not daring to move, for fear of disturbing the peace and warmth of this moment.

The soft light from the chandelier fell on the hair of the person in front of him, making him a little gentler.

He suddenly thought of a word, as if a lifetime ago.

The boy who had treated his wound stupidly had grown so big in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Yan will fight again next time, and I'll be really angry." The young man squatted in front of him, puffing his cheeks carefully and blowing at the wound, his eyes full of distress, "Let grandpa clean you up."

"Does it hurt?" The boy took out a candy from his pocket, "Candy?"

When Jiang Yuqing was young, he grew up in a sugar bowl. Although his parents died young, Brother Jiang never gave him less love than others.

So, he likes to eat candy when he is sad.

Because that bitterness only needs a little sweetness to offset it.

This subconscious habit didn't change even if he lost his memory and became Yu Xiaoque.

But in the last year, Yu Xiaoque never touched candy again.

Jiang Yan looked at Jiang Yuqing's head spinning, his throat was dry and bitter, "Can you give me another chance?"

"A chance to make it up to you."

Jiang Yuqing continued with what she was doing as if she didn't hear it.

"I know I was wrong, I really know, I failed you in the past years, I don't ask your forgiveness..."

"Jiang Yan." Jiang Yuqing stood up slowly after treating the wound, "Have you ever thought about it, what if I really died?"

"If I don't have such a good life to survive..."

"I will never stand in front of you again."

"Do you still have a chance to say this?"

"I... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't think about it, I thought you were safe, I thought..." Jiang Yan's voice became urgent, and his face became paler.

"Yes, everything is what you think." Jiang Yuqing pulled his lower lip coldly, his smile became sarcastic, and his tone was mean, "So I deserve to be tortured by you again and again."