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Jiang Ze'an frowned, looked at the photos on the phone, and then at Jiang Miao. After repeated several times, he finally couldn't hold back, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by showing me these? You want me to see you Are you still hooking up with him and coming to protest with me?"

Jiang Miao shook her head slightly: "This is from Jiang Yan."

Jiang Ze'an was startled again.

This feeling is too familiar. Last time, on Jiang Miao's birthday, didn't he see the photos taken on Jiang Yan's phone before he became furious?

Jiang Miao said: "He hired a private detective to follow us and secretly took a lot of photos, this is just part of it."

Jiang Ze'an felt that there was too much information at this moment, and his no longer young mind was a little bit overwhelmed.

"What does he want to do?" Jiang Ze'an asked blankly.

He thought Jiang Miao would give him an answer, but Jiang Miao had the same blank expression on his face: "I don't know, if it's targeting me, then the person he should give these photos to is you. "

Dazed for a moment, Jiang Ze'an immediately understood what Jiang Miao meant, and his expression turned ugly.

It's not that he doesn't know Bao Yanlin's mother and son have some small plans, but he always feels that it's not a big deal, and sometimes feels that such a competitive relationship may inspire the blood of the two sons, and his career needs such a heir.

Of course, he does not deny the strong sense of existence and satisfaction he gained from this kind of competition as a father and head of the family.

Now, however, he was worried.

Last time, Jiang Yan managed to get him and Jiang Miao into a big fight with the photos he took secretly, and they stopped contacting him for several months.But this time, Jiang Yan even hired a private detective. Do these two brothers have such a big hatred?

Jiang Zean stared into Jiang Miao's eyes with a gloomy face: "He sent it to you, do you know what he wants to do?"

Jiang Miao looked at him, lowered his eyes, showing some hesitation: "I... can only guess."

"Tell me."

"He..." Jiang Miao bit her lip, "He cares so much about me and my boyfriend..."

Jiang Ze'an turned his head away, apparently the word "boyfriend" made him quite uncomfortable.

"...private life," Jiang Miao insisted, ignoring his disgust, "I don't know if he...has any thoughts about my boyfriend."

Jiang Ze'an stared at him in astonishment, his face became more and more ugly, he slapped the desk suddenly, the teacup jumped and jingled.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Jiang Ze'an said almost gnashing his teeth.

Jiang Miao's eyes flickered, as if frightened by Jiang Ze'an's anger, but he still kept himself calm and said as calmly as possible: "I came back to let you know about this situation, I hope you can let Jiang Ze'an Yan, stay calm and don't bother us."

Jiang Ze'an clenched his hands into fists on the desk, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't speak a word.

He thought that Jiang Miao came back this time to compromise with him, ask him for peace, and admit his mistake to him.

But Jiang Miao threw him a message that he hadn't thought about at all, like a thunderbolt, which made his mind shake and he couldn't accept it.

How can this be?

One son likes men, is the other gay?

How can it be!Is this also hereditary?What's wrong with his Jiang family's genes?

It was the first time in Jiang Ze'an's nearly 60 years of life that he had suffered such a heavy blow, and his mind was so bewildered that he couldn't think at all.

After a while, Jiang Ze'an's tightly clenched fists loosened, and his tensed shoulders collapsed, as if something had suddenly taken away his strength. He waved his hand weakly at Jiang Miao: "Go."

Just for a moment, he seemed to be ten years older.

Jiang Miao couldn't bear it in his heart. He reached out to take back his mobile phone, as if he still wanted to say something.

But Jiang Ze'an turned the swivel chair, turned sideways and stopped looking at him, and said, "I will think about this matter."

Jiang Miao stood still.

Jiang Ze'an waved his hand again: "You go first, let's go."

Jiang Miao bowed slightly, as if saying goodbye to Jiang Ze'an. He put the phone back in his pocket, turned and left.

After leaving the study, Jiang Miao turned around and went down the stairs. He lowered his head, and heard a rush of footsteps coming from below. He stopped and saw Jiang Yan with an anxious expression on his face.

The place where Jiang Miao stopped was at the corner of the stairs, and Jiang Yan ran up the stairs in a few steps to block him.

"What are you doing back? How dare you run back before you did what you promised me?" Jiang Yan said angrily.

Jiang Miao took a look downstairs. Sure enough, Bao Yanlin didn't go out to shop. She was standing below looking at him angrily. The nanny didn't know where she was.

Jiang Miao stepped back slightly, looked at Jiang Yan calmly and said, "I just showed Mr. Jiang the things you took."

Jiang Yan was taken aback: "Why are you showing him? What did you tell him?"

Jiang Miao said slowly: "I just told him that I suspect you have some thoughts about my boyfriend."

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then an unbelievable expression appeared on his face.

What Jiang Miao said was too ambiguous.

some thoughts?He had an idea, he wanted to expose Luo Yuchuan's gay status to the design institute, but after Jiang Miao said so, it seemed that he had some unspeakable intentions towards Luo Yuchuan.

Jiang Yan was flustered and furious, when did Jiang Miao become so insidious?Did he suddenly learn to play tricks after being away from home for more than a year, or did he hide it so well that he didn't see it through?

Unable to think through so many questions for a while, Jiang Yan could only roar out instinctively: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not fucking gay!"

"Jiang Yan!" Bao Yanlin yelled from downstairs, and the sound of high-heeled footsteps came towards the stairs, as if she was worried about her son's loss and wanted to come up to help.

Jiang Miao smiled, calmly and slightly mockingly, which made Jiang Yan's eyelids twitch.

He roared, "Why are you laughing!"

He felt like a pot of oil had exploded in his mind, he couldn't think about anything, and he grabbed Jiang Miao's collar with such force that he threw Jiang Miao back a few steps against the wall superior.

"I ask you why are you laughing?!" Jiang Yan was still roaring.

Jiang Miao still smiled like that, looked into his eyes, and said softly, "Do you think Jiang always believes in your eyes or mine when it comes to distinguishing who is gay?"

Jiang Yan froze for a moment, and quickly thought back and forth Jiang Miao's words several times in his chaotic mind. A chill crawled up his back, and his scalp seemed to be numb.

"I'm not..." He murmured helplessly.

"Jiang Yan!" Bao Yanlin went up the stairs and was walking up anxiously.

"Jiang Yan!" Jiang Ze'an's angry roar came from upstairs. He stood at the corner railing on the second floor, staring at Jiang Yan fiercely, "What are you doing?!"

Jiang Yan was confused.

The current scene is too weird.He grabbed Jiang Miao's collar and pushed him against the wall. Jiang Miao let him bully him with his hands hanging down. It looked like... just like the replica when he deliberately provoked Jiang Miao to set him up.

Jiang Yan looked at Jiang Zhe'an with a guilty conscience: "Dad..."

"Get out of here!" Jiang Ze'an yelled, turned around and rushed back to the study.

Jiang Yan stood there in a daze until he felt Jiang Miao grab his hand and pull him away little by little.

"Did you hear that!" Jiang Ze'an roared again from the study.

Jiang Yan didn't care to look at Jiang Miao anymore, and ran upstairs quickly, tripped and almost fell down.

Bao Yanlin just ran up and called out "Be careful", but Jiang Yan didn't seem to hear it, grabbed a hand on the handrail of the stairs, and before she could stand still, she stepped up the stairs in three steps at a time, and hurried away Entering the study, the back looks very hasty.

Bao Yanlin turned her head and glared at Jiang Miao. Jiang Miao smoothed the collar that was messed up by Jiang Yan and looked at her calmly.

There was a slamming sound of the door upstairs, and Bao Yanlin hurried upstairs, ignoring Jiang Miao.

Jiang Miao stood for a while, then slowly walked down the stairs.

After walking out of the villa, Jiang Miao looked up at the sky and let out a long and slow breath.

His mood is not as relaxed as he imagined.

He thought, he and Jiang Yan didn't know why Jiang Zhe'an chose the name out of his psychology, the incompatibility between fire and water was probably their last relationship, he and Jiang Yan were destined not to be a pair of brothers who love each other.

They each stabbed each other the hardest. It looked like a tie, but when you think about it, neither is the winner.

In this matter, Jiang Miao knew that he was not very kind, but seeing Jiang Yan's panicked eyes, he had to admit that the feeling in his heart was finally relieved.

In the past, he would definitely not be able to make such a move, but now he doesn't care what Jiang Ze'an and the others think of him.

Jiang Yan will not dare to use these photos to cause trouble again, that's enough.

Just like when Luo Yuchuan went home alone and came out to face the family's accusations and attacks, he also wanted to eliminate these threats for Luo Yuchuan in places he didn't know.

Checking the time, Jiang Miao took a taxi to the hospital, transferred to the inpatient department familiarly, and arrived at the respiratory ward.

There was no one in the ward, so Jiang Miao searched around, and just happened to come back with a patient in the same ward with a lunch box, and told him that he had just finished hanging the water, and seemed to have gone out.

Jiang Miao said thank you, took out her mobile phone and dialed: "Where have you been?"

"Basking in the sun in the garden, come down."

Jiang Miao went to the garden and saw Wu Xia sitting on a bench from a distance. He was wearing a hospital gown and a knee-length down jacket outside. He squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was enjoying the rare warmth in winter. Positive.

After returning from his hometown, Wu Xia finally couldn't hold on and went to the hospital. What he thought was a cold and cough had turned into pneumonia.

The doctor asked to be hospitalized, but the hospital he visited had no beds for a while, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait in line.

Jiang Miao found out, and went to ask Dr. Zhong Qiyu, Wu Xia was transferred to Dr. Zhong's hospital, and after waiting for two more days, he was finally arranged.

But Wu Xia asked Jiang Miao to keep it a secret, even Luo Yuchuan couldn't tell him about his illness and hospitalization.

As he got closer, Jiang Miao saw that Wu Xia was still holding a cigarette between his fingers.

"Did you make a mistake, are you still smoking in the hospital? Do you still need your lungs?" Jiang Miao walked over and said angrily.

Wu Xia opened his eyes, raised his hand and shook it at him: "No point."

Jiang Miao was speechless, with her hands in her pockets: "Let's go, let's eat."

Wu Xia has been in the hospital for the past few days. Jiang Miao came to accompany him to have a meal at noon, and then helped him order a boxed lunch in the hospital cafeteria at night. .

"Are you hungry? If you're not hungry, just chat with me. I don't want to move while basking in the sun." Wu Xia smiled lazily.

Jiang Miao looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock, he wasn't very hungry, and it was the rush hour for meals, so it would be better to go later.

So he sat down beside Wu Xia, leaned against the back of the chair and stretched his neck comfortably.

After sitting for a while, Wu Xia, who asked Jiang Miao to chat with him, was not in a hurry to speak. He looked down at the unlit cigarette between his fingers and was lost in thought. Jiang Miao didn't rush him, and sat beside him silently. .

"I am a person who never deserves my name." After a long time, Wu Xia suddenly said.

Jiang Miao turned to look at him and waited quietly for his next words.

Wu Xia twisted the cigarette between her fingers, with a faint smile on her face, she said: "Wu Xia, Wu Xia, my parents probably hoped that I could be a perfect person, but unfortunately, I couldn't be as perfect as they expected. Wish. I am actually full of shortcomings, obviously I have no strengths, but I am still arrogant, no one looks down on me, no one is pleasing to the eye, probably it is the fate of the young master's temper."

Jiang Miao smiled: "What's the matter with you? It's okay to say this. After staying in the hospital for a few days, you suddenly realized?"

Wu Xia also smiled: "Yeah, I'm regretting it."

"Regret what?"

Wu Xia looked up at the sky, then lowered his head, and said, "Too much. I regret that I was too naughty when I was young, that I didn't study hard, that I didn't study well in middle school, that I was a gangster with others, and that I didn't work hard enough to get into a better university." , if these things are changed, maybe everything will be different now.”

After speaking, he fell into silence again. Jiang Miao looked at him thoughtfully.

A gust of wind blew by, Jiang Miao shrank her neck, and Wu Xia also gathered the skirt of the down jacket.

Jiang Miao thought about it for a while, and said, "You don't want me to tell the senior about your hospitalization, are you afraid that he will leak his words and tell Qiao Ruige? You really don't want him to know?"

There seemed to be some emotion flashing in Wu Xia's eyes. He looked at the smoke between his fingers, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "I was thinking too much. I have been in the hospital for a few days, and I quit my job. There is no one in the apartment." Man, he never called me, maybe, he never called me at all. "

Jiang Miao sighed in his heart. He now probably knows what Wu Xia and Qiao Ruige are doing now. From the standpoint of friends, he is really angry with Qiao Ruige. He really wants to see if Wu Xia is sick, the young master What kind of expression will it be, will it feel distressed?But he didn't want Qiao Ruige to know that he understood why Wu Xia wanted to keep it a secret.

I don't want to use illness to win your pity.It's that simple, but it's a matter of self-esteem.

"But, Miaomiao, people are very mean. I thought I would be relieved, happy, and relieved to avoid him, but... I was lying alone in the ward without a phone call, and I couldn't bear it anymore. .”

Wu Xia's voice was very low, and he spoke very slowly. A short sentence seemed to have torn a hole in his heart, and the pain made it difficult for him to speak.

Jiang Miao was startled for a moment, looking at Wu Xia's much thinner face and tight throat, she didn't know how to say something to comfort her.

I don't know if that sentence opened the mouth, Wu Xia still looked sad, but he talked more.

He said: "That's why people are very mean. I obviously want to hide myself, but I think he can take the initiative to find out that I disappear, even if it's just a phone call, and yell at me fiercely, where are you hiding... I would probably cry with joy."

Jiang Miao opened her mouth, and finally said dryly: "You... don't talk about yourself like that, why don't you just think about it, what's so good about him, is he only murderous?"

Wu Xia chuckled lightly: "Yeah, he is such a person, I don't know, what kind of evil did I fall in love with him, he is narcissistic, domineering, fickle, and has such a bad temper... Did I give you a favor?" Have you ever said that I sent him to the hospital for examination when he was injured for me?"

"No."

"The examination was done in a small hospital in our county. I took his X-ray and went upstairs. From a distance, I saw him sitting alone on a bench in the corridor, with his long legs stretched out unscrupulously, and his posture was unrestrained. Like a wounded person. At that time, he also had an unlit cigarette in his hand..."

Jiang Miao couldn't help but look at the smoke between Wu Xia's fingers.

Wu Xia lightly twisted the cigarette and said, "Miaomiao, do you like watching movies?"

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment, not knowing why his topic suddenly turned around, nodded and said, "I like it."

"Do you have any favourites, some shots?"

Jiang Miao thought for a while and said, "Yes, for example, Monkey King who talked about Journey to the West and finally left under the tower."

Wu Xia nodded: "Master Xing's classic."

He sighed again: "For me, Joe Rieger sitting alone in the hospital corridor is a classic scene in my movie. It is printed in my mind and will appear from time to time. At that time, I felt that , I'm probably about to die, falling in love with such a person... But I can't control myself, I've tried, I can't do it, Jiang Miao, I've never liked someone so much. "

He suddenly pursed his lips tightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was trying to suppress a certain emotion, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Jiang Miao looked at him worriedly. He had heard Wu Xia tell the story between him and Qiao Ruige, but he had never heard Wu Xia talk about these secret real emotions deep in his heart, which made him feel uneasy.

Wu Xia was still silent, he lowered his head, the hair on his forehead was blown by the breeze and swayed in front of his eyes, making Jiang Miao unable to see the emotion in his eyes clearly for a while.

After a while, Wu Xia raised his head and looked at Jiang Miao. The corners of his eyes were red and bright, and the corners of his mouth even curved into a smile, but Jiang Miao saw endless sadness in his eyes.

"I like him so I can't be with him anymore," he said.

Wu Xia didn't cry when she said this, but Jiang Miao was so distressed that she was on the verge of tears.

He turned his head, sniffed, stretched out his hand, and gently covered the back of Wu Xia's hand with the hemostatic sticker.

After sitting in the garden for a while, Jiang Miao and Wu Xia went out to eat, and walked slowly back to the hospital after eating. Just as they entered the hospital gate, they heard the siren of an ambulance behind them.

They stood down and turned around to see that an ambulance came roaring with sirens, and doctors and nurses who had been notified ran out to pick it up. The ambulance stopped outside the gate, the rear compartment opened, and several nurses pulled out a car from the car. There is a stretcher bed.

There were already quite a few people at the gate, those people got out of the way when the ambulance came, and now some people gathered to watch the fun.

Nurses and emergency doctors were also surrounding the stretcher bed. Jiang Miao and Wu Xia stood far away, and could only see the outline of the man on the stretcher and the glaring blood on his chest from the gaps in the crowd.

Nurses and doctors rushed to the emergency room pushing the stretcher, its wheels making a disconcerting grunt on the hospital floor tiles.

The nurse was shouting "Let's go, let's go, let's go!" The nurse accompanying the car was quickly reporting the condition of the injured to the doctor, and vaguely heard some "crash...fall...thigh fracture, rib fracture...the head is also broken." Being hit... Suspected of internal bleeding..." A few words.

The stretcher was pushed towards the direction where Jiang Miao and the others were standing. Jiang Miao pulled Wu Xia back two steps to the side, and the nurses pushed the stretcher past them.

I don’t know what knocked on the stretcher, the stretcher turned upside down, and the nurses rushed to stabilize it. The injured person on the bed was shaken, and his left hand hung down from the side of the bed, revealing a watch on his hand.

Soon a nurse put the left hand back on the bed and helped it, and the stretcher gradually moved away.

Jiang Miao pulled Wu Xia: "Let's go."

After pulling but not pulling, he looked at Wu Xia, only to find that Wu Xia was looking in the direction of the stretcher bed in astonishment, his face pale.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Miao asked worriedly.

Wu Xia opened his mouth, but made no sound. Jiang Miao wanted to ask again, but Wu Xia suddenly ran towards the stretcher bed.