What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

Guan Mei asked inexplicably, "What? What happened to my father?"

The housekeeper's voice trembled a little: "Come back quickly, the master suddenly fell to the ground unconscious 10 minutes ago, Dr. He came to see him, and said that it's...it's no longer possible..."

Guan Mei only felt ringing in her ears, and the people passing by in front of her were like phantoms in a mirror, her throat was blocked and she couldn't speak.

"Miss? Miss, you..." The butler didn't hear the answer from the other side, and said something anxiously, but Guan Mei couldn't say a word, and the phone slipped and fell to the ground. She covered her mouth and supported the table for a while. Huicai hurriedly picked up the phone and rushed home.

Guan Heng didn't know what happened later, he walked out with his heart on his mind, the golden afterglow scattered, Jiang Jian leaned against the side of the car and was smoking a cigarette, his long legs and strong waist were particularly eye-catching, he casually moved his fingers With a cigarette in his hand, he was looking at the puppy chasing his tail with deep eyes.

The white mist-like smoke rose slowly, Guan Heng quietly approached his car and peeked at him from behind.

The little dog was barking and whining, playing in the grass, following its tail in circles all the time, Jiang Jian extinguished the cigarette, knelt down and half stretched out her hand to the little dog, ready to rub it Rubbing its head, it's just that the puppy didn't come, but suddenly there was a big pendant on its back.

Guan Heng lay on him with a sour taste: "You are not afraid of it biting you."

Jiang Jian grabbed his leg backwards with her hands that didn't seem to be surprised at all, then lifted him up effortlessly, weighed him a little bit in a restored way, and said with a smile: "Well, it's gotten stronger recently. "

Guan Heng snorted softly: "You feed me like a pig, why don't you allow me to be the head of a pig?"

Jiang Jian walked around the car with him on her back, and said with a muffled smile, "Our Yubao is a little pig?"

Guan Heng stopped talking, and gently twisted Jiang Jian's ears with both hands and said softly, "You said you liked me the most, but you just wanted to pet other puppies."

Jiang Jian put him down at this time, turned around and faced him, the orange red of the setting sun dyed a large area of ​​the sky, softening the lines of his cold face, Guan Heng was caught off guard by him, thinking that his words made him Unhappy, she looked at him anxiously.

Jiang Jian didn't speak, and when she didn't smile on her face, it really gave people a heavy sense of oppression.

Guan Heng stretched out his hand and tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said cautiously: "Are you unhappy?"

Seeing that Jiang Jian didn't answer, the warm colors in Guan Heng's eyes became desolate and dim, and Nuonuo wanted to apologize: "I'm sorry..."

The last word was stopped by Jiang Jian's gentle kiss, and his lips were pressed against his lips. Guan Heng saw the smile in Jiang Jian's eyes. From Guan Heng's point of view, this was a gentle and comforting kiss, but in Jiang Jian's eyes, Come, but this has a hint of inexplicable encouragement.

Jiang Jian turned her head to hug him and said, "Don't tell me you're sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have done this."

Guan Heng felt that something was wrong with these words, but before he could figure it out, he heard Jiang Jian say: "We Yubao like to drink sweets, why can we feel a sour taste through our lips?"

Guan Heng didn't think about it any more, and said dissatisfiedly: "No way! I just drank a glass of water, you can try it again!" After speaking, he turned Jiang Jian's face straight, pouted and kissed her, imitating Jiang Jian tried her best to open a gap in her usual kiss.

This was clearly an invitation, Jiang Jian's eyes darkened, and he accepted the invitation.

After the end, Jiang Jian got cheap and behaved. He rubbed Guan Heng's head and said, "Well, it's sour and sweet, it's my favorite taste."

Guan Heng's tongue was a little numb from him, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Jiang Jian was angry with his inexplicable jealousy of a puppy.

But seeing Jiang Jian looking at the dog tenderly and even wanting to touch it, the churning malice in his heart really couldn't be suppressed. Fortunately, fortunately, Jiang Jian didn't blame him...

Until the two drove away, Jiang Jian never looked at the dog again.

Guan Heng was drowsy in the car, but he still pulled himself together and chatted with Jiang Jian: "Today my aunt asked me if I was okay, and if I wanted to go back..."

"How does Yubao feel now? Do you want to go back?" Jiang Jian asked.

Guan Heng quickly shook his head and replied: "I have a good life, I don't want to go back." He added: "When I was young, I always thought about what I would be like, where I would be, and what I would do. After my father died, I know that the uncles and aunts of the Guan family don't like me, they think I'm a loser and want to kill me..." He paused at this point.

After a while, Guan Heng raised his smiling face again and said, "Until I met you! You know, it's like all my unlucky things were because of meeting you. Now I'm happy every day, Because I know someone really cares about me, so I will never go back, and Ah Jian will not let me go back, right?"

At the beginning, Jiang Jian felt as if she was being pricked by dense needles when she heard him talking about the Guan family, but later she heard such blunt and enthusiastic words, as if he carefully used the needles to leave the wounded broken heart. He patched it together, held it in front of him, and told him, "Look, this is my heart. Although it's not so pretty, I'm giving it to you now. Don't throw it away, okay?"

In the silence, Jiang Jian quickly changed lanes, got off the main road and stopped at a roadside where there were no people there. He turned his head to look at Guan Heng, seeing the eagerness in his eyes, and his heart felt sour.

He stretched out his hand to pinch Guan Heng's face, and the other hand couldn't help rubbing the back of Guan Heng's neck.

A thousand words can only be turned into a slight sigh: "My jade."

Guan Heng grabbed his hand and buried his face in his warm palm in the way he liked best. Jiang Jian lowered his head reverently, and his kisses fell on Guan Heng's head again and again.

In the heat and silence, Jiang Jian's phone rang suddenly. Guan Heng raised his face in embarrassment and let go of Jiang Jian's hand. Jiang Jian stroked his neck comfortingly.

After picking up the phone, I heard the human voice over there: "Boss, I just got the news that Guan Wei, the Guan family's master, just passed away."

Jiang Jian took a look at Guan Heng with his mobile phone, and Guan Heng was also looking at him.

"Is it true?"

"It's confirmed, it's true."

"Understood." Jiang Jian hung up the phone, speechless for a while, he didn't know Guan Wei's status in Guan Jia's heart, so he didn't dare to speak rashly.

"What's wrong?" Guan Heng asked curiously.

"Do you think... Master Guan treats you well?" Jiang Jian asked.

Guan Heng didn't know what was going on, thinking that he couldn't destroy his pitiful but generous personality, and said after deliberation: "Grandpa... usually takes good care of me, although I know he likes older brothers and sisters more, but Never neglected me."

Jiang Jian had some headaches. From this point of view, his children still have a good impression of Guan Wei...

Seeing that he frowned, Guan Heng asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen to Grandpa?"

Jiang Jian thought about it for a while and finally told the story of Guan Wei's death directly, paying attention to Guan Heng's emotions while speaking, fearing that he would not be able to accept it.

After hearing this, Guan Heng fell silent, his heart was full of doubts, but his face was stunned, and he asked in disbelief: "You said, my grandpa just passed away?"

Jiang Jian hugged him distressedly, patted him on the back gently, afraid that he would be too uncomfortable, although she didn't like Guan Wei very much, she still spoke words of comfort to Guan Heng.

Guan Hengtuan was in Jiang Jian's arms, thinking about the events of these days, and his expression was extremely indifferent where Jiang Jian could not see.

"Ah Jian, let's go home first, shall we?" A muffled voice came from his arms, Jiang Jian could hear a trace of panic in it, and hugged him for a long time to comfort him before starting the car and driving home.

The Guan family quickly issued an obituary and chose a date to hold a memorial service.

Guan Heng looked at the text message in his hand for a while, then turned to Jiang Jian and said, "Ah Jian, can you accompany me?"

Of course Jiang Jian wanted to accompany her, and Zhao Yunwei, as Guan Mei's good friend, also wanted to go. That day, the three of them wore dark clothes and sat in a car to go to Guan's house together.

When the car drove to a flower shop, Zhao Yunwei called to stop, got out of the car with Guan Heng and bought a bouquet of white flowers.

Zhao Yunwei looked at Guan Heng's ruddy complexion which had turned pale these days, and felt a little distressed, but Guan Heng's mood seemed to be a little low all the time, and when they met, they just greeted each other in disgust and didn't say much along the way. To talk, I can only send a message to Jiang Jian asking him to take care of Guan Heng.

The car stopped at the door of Guan's house, and when they got out of the car, the three of them saw Wang Xiuyun standing in front of the door and watching others sign in expressionlessly.

The three walked over and stood in front of the table. As soon as Wang Xiuyun looked up, he saw Guan Heng's pale face, his pupils constricted violently, and immediately cursed: "You loser, you still know how to come back? Kill your own father, Now that you have killed your own grandfather, how do you still have the face to come back?"

The author has something to say: smoking is my cute stalk haha, once I went to a noodle shop to eat noodles, the uncle in front was chatting with someone else, someone gave him a cigarette, and he turned around with the cigarette Ask me: "Little girl, do you mind if I smoke this?"

I didn't understand much at first, and then he said: "I mean, if I smoke this, it may affect your body. If you don't mind, I won't smoke."

Wow, I think this uncle is great.