He's super cute

Jiang Yuqing was obviously so confused that he didn't even know what he was talking about. He pulled Jiang Yan's clothes, his voice became lower and lower, and he couldn't help but groped Jiang Yan's chest.

The warm little face rubbed back and forth, humming softly.

Like a little milk cat, it climbed up to Jiang Yan's chin little by little, breathing softly and delicately.

"Qingqing..." Jiang Yan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suppressing the hotness, holding Jiang Yuqing's head in his hands, his voice hoarse, "The doctor is coming soon, bear with it, or you will regret it when you wake up... .." "I want to kiss..." Jiang Yuqing frowned and shook his hand away, and put it up again, squinting his eyes comfortably, squinting his eyes and mumbled softly, "I want to stick Sticking, it's uncomfortable..." His fingertips seemed to be on fire, and it almost burned Jiang Yan's reason.

The person who has been thinking about it for two years is in front of his eyes with a charming expression, and his brows and eyes are full of affection, Jiang Yan can't stand it.

Jiang Yan's eyes darkened, and he immediately grabbed Jiang Yuqing's dishonest little paws, a burning heat swept out from the bottom of his eyes, "Hey, don't touch..." "Why?" His eyes were moist, and he pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly, "Isn't Mister your favourite?"

He bit his red lip, tilted his head and pondered for a while, as if thinking of something, his eyes were shining, and he bent down like a puppy.

When Jiang Yan saw what he was going to do, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he picked him up and wrapped him tightly in a quilt, "I'll get you clothes..." He couldn't move up and down even if Jiang Yuqing made a tick, and then He is in a space where he doesn't know what he can do.

"Hmm..." Xiaotuanzi behind him sobbed tremblingly, as if he had been wronged a lot, he huddled under the quilt and almost fell off the bed.

"Little ancestor..." Jiang Yan had no choice but to turn back, fished out the grinder from the quilt, and stroked his wet eyes, "You want my life."

"Didn't your husband say it?" Jiang Yuqing muttered and pointed to Jiang Yan somewhere, "I will feel better if you make my husband happy."

Jiang Yan seemed to be drenched by a bucket of ice water, and all his thoughts were wiped out all at once.

The arms around Jiang Yuqing unconsciously tightened.

"I made my husband feel better. Why doesn't my husband make me feel better?" Jiang Yuqing didn't see his stiffness, and tried to make him feel better by imitating the appearance in his memory.

"Make me happy..." The man tugged at the little canary's long hair, and softly whispered to his sweaty ear, "Yes, the little canary is getting better and better, it really is a natural fit. ....." for what?

Yu Xiaoque closed her eyes in embarrassment, and the man above her head smiled inexplicably. He clenched his fists tightly, and his throat felt uncomfortable, which actually made the man even more excited.

"Be good..." Jiang Yan brushed his long hair, slowly, "It makes me happy, won't you feel better too?"

Jiang Yuqing looked confused, and grabbed Jiang Yan's clothes, his body was sore and itchy, but he couldn't find an outlet to vent his pain, and tears fell straight down.

He murmured coquettishly.

"Sir, I'm so good..." "Why do you punish me?"

He thought that Jiang Yan was punishing him for being disobedient, so he tried hard to continue.

"I..." Jiang Yan felt a lump in his throat, as if he had been stuffed with cotton, and he didn't dare to meet Jiang Yuqing's gaze.

The apex of the heart seemed to have been gouged out with pieces of flesh and blood.

It turned out that his little canary remembered everything... He was so ridiculous that he still had a delusion that Jiang Yuqing would be with him again one day.

The harm he brought to Jiang Yuqing will always exist, and the brand of shame cannot be washed away.

All the apologies, remorse, and compensation are all nonsense, because it is not he who was tortured and trampled, and it was not he who dreamed of the past and tossed and tossed in pain in the middle of the night.

Why should he ask Jiang Yuqing to forgive him?

What are his qualifications?

Even if Jiang Yan died, it would not make up for the suffering Jiang Yuqing suffered.

It will jump out suddenly at a certain moment when it is caught off guard, and tell him the evil deeds it has done with bloody claws and claws.

The insults that trampled people on the soles of their feet again and again, the complacency when they were trained to be obedient and play with pets... For a person as lonely as Qingqing, recalling how much that memory would collapse.

"It's Mr. who is not good..." Jiang Yan gently pecked and kissed his forehead, without any desire, like a superficial touch, "Can Xiaoque punish Mr...." Jiang Yuqing blinked and touched his forehead, Seems a little soggy.

Some kind of warm liquid touched his fingertips, and he licked it in a daze, "Bitter..." The little sapling shook its beautiful little leaves comfortably, as if soaked in warm nutrition liquid, flicked the leaf stem happily.

The gardener slowly collected the little dewdrops from the sapling babbling, and the sapling reluctantly stuffed the leaves into the gardener, urging the gardener to work hard.

The bird resting outside the window thought that spring had come, and flapped its wings to pick a small red apricot.

The gardener smiled and coaxed, his voice warmer than the spring breeze in April, and the young sapling snorted so sweetly that it fell asleep while clutching the small leaves.

...Jiang Yan covered the quilt tightly, touched Jiang Yuqing's blushing little face, and rubbed it lightly.

Ten years have passed in a flash.

When he was young, Jiang Yuqing wobbled behind him with a popsicle in his mouth, stepping on his shadow, and he held his hand through summer, autumn, and winter.

But stop at spring.

That rose that failed to bloom was Jiang Yan's only heartache.

He stroked the forehead hair of the young man he had admired for ten years, and said in a gentle voice, "Next spring, we will disappear."

Jiang Yuqing had a dream, he dreamed that Jiang Yan was wiping his tears, he said he didn't love him well, he was very sorry.

When he woke up, the room was empty, and he felt an unreasonable sense of melancholy. He tapped his forehead with his fingertips, and stared blankly at the hazy moonlight outside the window.

Thinking of their past, right, wrong, regret... He sighed, slowly curled up into a ball, wrapped tightly in the small quilt.

The moon is supposed to hang high in the sky, and it would be wrong to pick it off.

If there were not so many fantasies and extravagant hopes, his Jiang Yan would always be bright and clean, engraved on the tip of his heart, and remained in his teenage youth.

...... A few days later, the police reported Cheng Yu's situation.

The suspect, Cheng, was involved in kidnapping and extortion, and he has been taken compulsory criminal measures. In addition, a certain hallucinogenic substance was found in the urine test.

[This is all under criminal detention, I guess I didn't run away...]

【Cheng Yu, what other surprises do you have that I don't know about】

【He really has everything, everything is taken up】

[It has long been discovered that he has become strangely thin in the past few years, and he really got stuck with that thing]

[Cheng Yu, you are confused! 】

[Now I am more concerned about how Qingqing is doing?I haven’t heard about him since the live broadcast]

【Jiang Yuqing is so powerful, he climbed out of the abyss again, and took revenge, taking back what he deserved】

【But he was miserable in those two years, how did the young master of the Jiang family fall to that point? 】

【I heard that Mr. Jiang took advantage of his amnesia to take him home and hide him】

[Ginger dog biss! !He ruined everything in Qingqing! 】

[We Qingqing should have a bright future, but now... I heard that he didn't even finish high school]

【He can't forgive Jiang Yan! !Why can he be forgiven with peace of mind after he ruined other people's lives that should have shined]

【The source of all tragedies is Jiang Yan...】

Some netizens posted photos of Jiang Yan and Jiang Yuqing when they were teenagers.

Holding a rose in his hands, the young Jiang Yuqing quietly followed behind Jiang Yan, stepping on his long shadow in the setting sun.

Jiang Yan seemed to hold a small fish tank helplessly, and the little turtle was poking around in it.

But the smile on the corner of his lips seemed to light up the way forward.

Those were the years they lived together.

The rose saw the love between the two, so it bloomed even more.

But later in the long dark night, Jiang Yan killed his little Rose with his own hands.

【I believe that Jiang Yan is definitely in love with Qingqing... It's just that he is too self-righteous, and he doesn't understand that love requires two people to face ups and downs together】

[The damage has already been done, Mr. Jiang doesn't need to undo it, he just rolls away so that he doesn't get in the way of Qingqing's eyes]

[Jiang Yan and I are classmates in high school. Jiang Yan is super famous in school. He has good grades, looks good, and has a good personality. He doesn't seem to be angry with anyone, but we always feel that there is an invisible barrier between us. .

He is like a god, close to perfection, seemingly gentle, but actually cold, without any emotional fluctuations.

Until one day when we came home from school, we saw a boy sitting on the wall waving his hands from a distance. The wall was not low, and we didn’t know how he climbed it.

Before we could react, Jiang Yan had already pulled the boy down. It was the first time we saw him lose his composure. He was holding the boy by the back collar, his hands were shaking with anger.

The boy was spanked by him, and he was crying and wiping away his tears. When Jiang Yan was expressionless, he was so fierce that the boy dared to climb on top of him, asking him to coax and hug him.

Later, he started working part-time frequently, and was so tired that he slept all morning at school, but when he saw that nothing happened when he was a boy, he smiled and listened to the boy talking about how interesting the studio was, and the teacher praised him and other trivial things.

I dare not say that Jiang Yan is a good person, but Jiang Yuqing is absolutely different to him, everyone in his class knows that Jiang Yuqing is unique to him]

...... "Is he leaving?" Jiang Yan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the neon lights in the distance, "I remember it seems to be today."

Secretary Wang nodded, "Mr. Xiao's plane will take off in about three hours."

"Then let me give him one last gift."