why do you like me

056 golden retriever

Jiang Chuan slapped Cheng Jing hard on the back of the hand. Cheng Jing was in pain, and the pieces of the porcelain plate fell from his hand.Jiang Chuan hugged the boy to the sofa, squeezed his bleeding wrist, and asked angrily, "Cheng Jing, what did you promise me?!"

The golden retriever had been chasing Jiang Chuan ferociously, but now he was standing beside the sofa, whining lowly, and his eyes softened again.

Cheng Jing came back to her senses and seemed a little surprised to see the blood on her wrist.The back of the other hand was flushed red, but it had subconsciously grabbed the hem of Jiang Chuan's T-shirt, as if trying to hold onto a dream.

Seeing his sudden behavior, Jiang Chuan suddenly couldn't get angry. He sat on the sofa and hugged the boy in his arms, patting his back lightly to soothe his emotions.Cheng Jing didn't cry, but she could feel the obvious sadness.At this moment, Jiang Chuan had a very strong feeling that Cheng Jing knew how to use masks and weapons very well, but if he lost the masks and weapons, he would not even have the soft thorns to protect himself.

"Cheng Jing." Jiang Chuan whispered the boy's name, wishing to rub the boy into his body and turn himself into a barrier that could protect the boy.

"How can you do this." He felt aggrieved again, "You left me at the station and didn't call me, but when I came, I saw you like this."

At the train station that day, Jiang Chuan was holding the newspaper in a daze.The report mentioned the underground casino and the "principal", and also mentioned that Cheng Yumin was investigated because a person involved in gambling turned himself in.Some contents of the report were not detailed, so Jiang Chuan hurriedly scanned it, grabbed Cheng Jing's arm, and repeatedly asked him how he figured it out.

At that time, Cheng Jing didn't mention Jiang Guodong's name, but said: "If Nan Xichi finds out, please say sorry for me first. For the time being... I know he is an orphan because my father lost two relatives. When I finish taking care of him, he will be an orphan." For my father's funeral, I will do my best to make up for it. I'm sorry Jiang Chuan, I'm really...sorry, please apologize to Nan Xichi on my behalf."

Because of the score matter, Jiang Chuan was already in a difficult situation. Cheng Jing couldn't imagine such a scene if Nan Xichi, who was not involved in the matter, was involved. All the relationships would fall apart in an instant.He held Jiang Chuan's hand, ignored the probing eyes of the salesperson in the bookstore, and said, "Ticket checking has already started, listen to me, don't come with me today, calm down first. I won't be wronged much, you must Believe it, you can think about the score from another angle. When you tell Nan Xichi, please convey my meaning, and I will agree to all his demands for compensation. "

"Cheng Jing..." Jiang Chuan's eyes burst into light, sad, confused, and anxious.He always felt that if he let go of his hand now, it would be difficult to go back if there was something.But the boy looked at him with an exceptionally calm gaze, withdrew his palms little by little, pulled the backpack and the ticket, then gave him a hug, and walked away.

When Nan Xichi came over, Cheng Jing had already left.Holding a pack of jerky with sauce, he opened the tinfoil bag and muttered, "Why didn't I know there was such a special product?"

Seeing Jiang Chuan holding a newspaper like an idiot, he patted Jiang Chuan on the shoulder, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Where's Cheng Jing? Why are you still here? Did you guys quarrel today? What's the matter?"

He asked so many questions simply because he was in a hurry, and he didn't care whether Jiang Chuan would answer or not.Jiang Chuan took the newspaper to check out, then walked out with the newspaper in his arms.After walking a few steps, he threw the newspaper into Nan Xichi's arms and said, "You can read it by yourself."

Cheng Jing felt sorry for Nan Xichi, but Jiang Chuan didn't think so.Not to mention that Xi Yun and Nan Xiangjun knew the law and broke the law, Jiang Guodong made Xi Yun and Nan Xiangjun like that, didn't Nan Xichi still treat him as a brother.

Nan Xichi was not very familiar with Cheng Jing. Jiang Chuan didn't know how Nan Xichi would react when he knew all this.But Nan Xichi obviously didn't follow the routine - he threw the newspaper onto the waiting seat next to him like a hot sweet potato, and said with a depressed face: "You can catch a baby for me with this extra dollar." , what newspaper to buy, it’s a waste!”

Jiang Chuan's sulking breath was stuck in his chest.

Nan Xichi is gay by nature, he is lazy and doesn't like to study, he doesn't care about current affairs, and he doesn't talk about men and women all day long.It’s just that you have too much time and don’t know what to do. It’s good to have a regular bed partner to relieve the boredom. Even if you’re in a relationship, you just want to avoid being kicked on the street and scolded scum. people take care of.He doesn't have so much love and hatred, as long as he has brothers and wine.

Jiang Chuan picked up the newspaper, looked at Nan Xichi who was indifferent to eating jerky in sauce, and said, "Okay, let's go home first."

He decided to hide this from Nan Xichi first.

Jiang Chuan went home and studied the newspaper for a long time.He didn't usually pay much attention to these things, and his inside knowledge was not as thorough as Cheng Jing's. In the end, he only guessed that the "person involved in gambling" seemed to be Jiang Guodong.He had already been numb by a series of blows, and he was not much shocked by this guess, and felt that Jiang Guodong could do it.He grabbed his mobile phone and called Cheng Jing, intending to ask if it was what he thought, and the captured shrimp involved the big fish that had been hiding, but Cheng Jing's mobile phone was turned off.

For several days, Jiang Chuan did not call Cheng Jing.

With the reports of newspapers and TV stations, the matter of Cheng Yumin is no longer just speculation.The crimes he committed have been clearly written down, big and small, and the next step is to look at the specific judgment of the court.Public opinion is no longer just whispers in the market, everyone can talk about it, and applaud the fall of corrupt officials.

Jiang Chuan suppressed the turmoil in his heart, thinking persistently over and over again, what does all this have to do with Cheng Jing?The relationship between their father and son is weak, and it has become worse and worse in the past few years. In the end, Cheng Jing has to bear all the infamy for Cheng Yumin.

Jiang Chuan couldn't contact Cheng Jing, and felt more and more panicked.He knew very little about Cheng Jing's interpersonal relationship in N City, and after thinking about it for a long time, he only thought of Song Yang, but this guy's phone was either unanswered or in the middle of a call, and he was obviously in a state of distress.

After finally getting through, Jiang Chuan immediately asked him for Cheng Jing's home address.Song Yang was silent for a while, considering that Cheng Jing was alone now, and it would be good if a friend came to visit, so he told Jiang Chuan the address.Jiang Chuan wrote down the address, borrowed a Kia from Nan Xichi's friend, and drove to Cheng Jing's home by himself.

When the guard at the gate heard who he was looking for, he looked him over carefully.Jiang Chuan wrote down his ID number and name, and rolled his eyes angrily.The guard suddenly stopped him and said, "Cheng Jing hasn't gone out for several days, and she hasn't ordered takeaway. If you need help, this is my call."

He handed over a small piece of paper with a number on it. Jiang Chuan was stunned, put away the thorn that had just exploded, and asked, "Did you go to his house to see it?"

The guard said: "Called several times. He just said it's okay and won't let us get close."

This guard is a real soldier, and his age seems to be only about 20 years old. His back is straight, and his eyes are resolute and pure.Big Xia Tian was sweating profusely, but the military uniform was stiff.

Seeing that Cheng Jing was very weak, Jiang Chuan suddenly remembered the guard at the door, took out a small piece of paper with a number on it, and asked him to call an ambulance.Cheng Jing blocked the phone, glanced at the number, and said, "It's Xiao Wu's... I'm fine, Jiang Chuan, I don't need to go to the hospital."

Jiang Chuan insisted: "You were self-harming just now, and your condition is very serious now."

"I didn't intend to harm myself." Cheng Jing looked into the boy's eyes, "I threw away all the knives in the house... I don't want to commit suicide, Jiang Chuan, I don't want to die."

He repeatedly emphasized his awareness of survival. Jiang Chuan didn't feel at ease, but only worried that Cheng Jing's depression was getting worse.

He held the boy's injured wrist and said, "Do you have a medicine box or something at home? I'll help you deal with it."

The wound was a little deep, and the bandages didn't help.Cheng Jing shook her head, retracted into Jiang Chuan's arms, and repeatedly emphasized: "Jiang Chuan, I'm fine, don't let Xiao Wu come over, don't let him know, don't let anyone know."

Looking at Cheng Jing's bleeding wrist, the golden retriever suddenly picked up a piece of paper scattered on the ground, then walked up to Jiang Chuan with his head down.Jiang Chuan didn't understand: "What is your dog doing? Are you selling yourself to treat your illness?"

Cheng Jing raised the corner of her mouth: "There is no medicine box at home, it asks you to write down what you need, and it asks Xiao Wu for it."

"Your dog is so smart?" Jiang Chuan was dubious, took out a pen, and wrote "gauze, medical alcohol" on the paper.Before Jiang Chuan could pick up the paper, the golden retriever had already picked it up from the table with its forelimbs, and ran out.

"Your dog is amazing." Jiang Chuan had never seen such a smart dog. He searched the house for a long time but couldn't find a broom, and sighed: "Is it okay to let your dog buy a broom later?"

Cheng Jing said: "There is also a storage room in the kitchen, and there is a hand-push sweeper in it, use that."

After Jiang Chuan cleaned up the dish debris and vegetable soup, the golden retriever ran back with a plastic bag in its mouth, which contained a roll of gauze, a small bottle of medical alcohol and sterile cotton swabs.

"It's amazing." Jiang Chuan opened the plastic bag and began to clean Cheng Jing's wound, while the golden retriever squatted aside silently.

"Yoyo used to be a police dog." Cheng Jing raised his hand, and the golden retriever walked over. He rubbed the golden retriever's neck and said, "One ear was blown up during a mission, so I had to retire, so I adopted it."

He suddenly showed an unpredictable expression: "I don't know what Yoyo will think when he knows what my dad did."

Jiang Chuan put on the bandage, pinched Cheng Jing's chin, looked at him, and said, "Don't think about it."

Cheng Jing said lightly, "Okay."

Cheng Jing didn't go out for a few days, and sometimes she didn't eat for a day, relying on vitamins and protein powder.Seeing him ruining himself like this, Jiang Chuan was so irritated to death, but he knew Cheng Jing didn't do it on purpose.It was neither beating nor scolding, so I had to cook half a pot of porridge again, and fed Cheng Jing a bowl of both soft and hard.

Cheng Jing asked about Nan Xichi, Jiang Chuan said, "Don't think about it anymore, you should have a good rest."

Cheng Jing pursed her lips and looked at him without blinking.

Jiang Chuan helped Cheng Jing pack the remaining books into cardboard boxes.He is not as careful as Cheng Jing, and he will never leave anything empty if he can stuff it in, no matter what classification it is.Looking up and seeing Cheng Jing's expression, he was furious: "Do you have to take everything on yourself?"

Cheng Jing said, "Nan Xichi...has he mentioned his mother to you?"

"Hey." Jiang Chuan laughed angrily, walked to the sofa and stretched out his two hands to press the boy's cheeks, "You still worry about Nan Xichi's mother coming, why, you think it's useless to lose money, you have to help him Is the little tadpole looking for its mother?"

He said viciously, "Cheng Jing, from now on, stop all brain activities immediately!"

"Jiang Chuan, please be reasonable." Cheng Jing wanted to push away his wicked hand, but Jiang Chuan simply stuck to it, forcing the boy to curl up in a corner of the sofa.He said: "Cheng Jing, I know you are very good at dealing with these messy things. But now, let me handle the matter of Chizi. Anyway... your father at least knows who I am, so if he leaves, he can rest assured that you will be handed over to me." me."

Cheng Jing couldn't help it: "You think too much, my dad knows you are Jiang Guodong's son, so he is quite opposed."

"I care about him, but I didn't say it in front of my face." Jiang Chuan didn't care, "Father-in-law's business is my business, how I want to explain to Nan Xichi is a matter between us brothers, don't worry about it. No."

Cheng Jing pursed her lips.

Every time he made this micro-expression subconsciously, Jiang Chuan knew that he didn't agree with it at all, and was thinking about it in his heart.Jiang Chuan lightly scratched the boy's cheek with his index finger, his eyes darkened: "Then what am I?"

Cheng Jing looked at him.

Jiang Chuan said: "You have to deal with everything yourself, so what am I? When you do these things, what position do you put me in?"

Cheng Jing was dumbfounded: "Jiang Chuan..."

He felt the boy's strong grievance and unwillingness, and even questioned the relationship between them.

Why did he confess in the first place...Because he likes boys, he pieced together the true face of boys from countless misunderstood words, straightforward, frank, cunning, kind, and frank with hatred.The boy only has right and wrong in his eyes, and he doesn't want to... distort those right and wrong.

He took the initiative to throw himself into the boy's arms, let go of everything in his head, and said calmly and relaxedly: "Okay, I won't ask, and I don't want to. Jiang Chuan, I'm very tired, I haven't slept for several days... Coax me to sleep okay?"

Cheng Jing didn't wake up until noon the next day. She didn't have a dream. She hugged the quilt comfortably for a long time before she opened her eyes and calmly returned to reality.Jiang Chuan has strength and quick hands and feet, and has already helped Cheng Jing pack up everything and make lunch.

The meals are all light, and the golden retriever has been circling around the table, sweeping and sweeping with its tail.Jiang Chuan first made a cup of soy milk for Cheng Jing, and then brought over half a bowl of rice after Cheng Jing finished drinking.Cheng Jing glanced at his packed luggage and said, "There are too many things, I just need some change of clothes."

Jiang Chuan said: "Take it, I drove here."

Cheng Jing looked at him: "I don't plan to go back to Xitangkou."

Jiang Chuan was stunned for a moment, and seeing the boy's calm gaze, he also pretended to nod calmly: "Okay, I'll accompany you wherever you want to go."

Cheng Jing twitched the corner of her mouth, stood up and walked over, bent over and put her forehead against the forehead of the sitting boy, and said softly, "Are you angry?"

I'm pissed, I'm so pissed, I'm fucking holding it in.Jiang Chuan looked at Cheng Jing.

Cheng Jing still leaned against Jiang Chuan's forehead, shook his head slightly, and said softly, "Forgive me, I only have you, Jiang Chuan."

"I'm not angry." Jiang Chuan accepted his fate and put his arms around the boy's waist, "Where do you want to go, I will accompany you."

Cheng Jing didn't have any other close relatives, and most of the people with some relationship chose to be wise and safe in this situation, and those who took the opportunity to turn their faces or make troubles had no real contacts.The house can actually be lived in for a while longer, but Cheng Jing doesn't want to stay any longer.

After finishing the book, Jiang Chuan drove around the road, discussing with Cheng Jing which hotel to stay in.Cheng Jing's depression became more serious, and he didn't want to see a doctor. Jiang Chuan was a little worried. On the surface, he was looking at the hotel, but in fact he was also calculating the route to the hospital near the hotel.

Cheng Jing didn't notice, and kept flipping through the phone map, and then manually navigated Jiang Chuan.The two walked around for a long time, and finally turned into a secluded alley with lush phoenix trees.There is a style homestay inside, which mainly receives foreign tourists.When Jiang Chuan heard that the boss had returned from studying abroad, he immediately nodded and agreed.

He parked his Kia on the side of the road, took a cup of warm water from the front desk of the hotel and handed it to Cheng Jing, and then went to carry his luggage.Standing under the parasol tree, Cheng Jing looked at the cultural relics protection unit sign in the corner, looked up and saw the postmodernist graffiti on the wall and windows next door, which was particularly visually impactful, and suddenly felt that N City was actually quite interesting.

After Jiang Chuan moved the luggage, he went to Cheng Jing to get his ID card when he checked in, but when he went out, he saw that there was nothing under the plane tree. Cheng Jing had long since disappeared, and Jiang Chuan immediately broke into a cold sweat.

The author has something to say:

I'm too busy this week, I don't have time to save the manuscript, I will update it if there is enough, and I'm sorry everyone.

Let’s stop doing things below, let’s have a sweet love, and everyone is sweet too~