Golden House Cangjiao

Zhu Sheng pushed the door and entered.

"uncle."

he called softly.

The man stood in front of the window with his back to Zhu Sheng, with a straight figure and a suit without a trace of wrinkles, appearing depressed and restrained for no reason.The slanting light and shadow criss-crossed his profile, bringing out a cold and stern temperament. The cigarette held between his fingers had already been ignited, and it turned into ashes every inch of it. .

Zhu Sheng called him again, "Uncle."

Jin Hanchuan didn't look back, his voice was low and hoarse, "Why did you apply for R University?"

Zhu Sheng replied softly: "...Because this way I can spend more time with my uncle."

Jin Hanchuan turned his face sideways, glanced at him, and reminded with a half-smile, "When you applied for volunteers, you were still with Xie Qingrang."

"Could it be that as early as that time, you had already figured out a way out for yourself—even if you were tired of Xie Qingrang, he trapped you, locked you up, and prevented you from escaping, you still have Jin Hanchuan?" Jin Han Chuan smiled coldly, "Zhu Sheng, do you think I should feel worthless for Xie Qingrang, or should I laugh at myself?"

"Being teased by you again and again, and soft-hearted for you again and again."

Zhu Sheng frowned, "No."

"No?" Jin Hanchuan raised his brows and sneered coldly: "How many of the words from your mouth are true? I lied to Jiang Li, took away the shares that originally belonged to you, and forced you to have sex with her." Separate and live with me." Jin Hanchuan walked over to Zhu Sheng and settled with him one after another, "You find Fu Zhaohe and tell him so."

He raised one hand and squeezed Zhu Sheng's chin, "...wept so pitifully."

Immediately, several red marks that were not deep and not shallow appeared on the porcelain white complexion. Zhu Sheng raised his black pupils, and the moist water vapor filled his beautiful eyebrows and eyes. He almost said helplessly, "Uncle."

"Are you going to cry again?"

Jin Hanchuan lowered his eyes, his eyes were so cold that there was no warmth, he slightly increased the strength of his hands, and said with thin lips: "I really want to take a look, do you really have a heart?"

The thick and long eyelashes cast a light shadow on the beautiful face, like closed butterfly wings, fluttering past.Zhu Sheng pursed his lips, then took the man's other hand, slowly lifted it up and placed it on his heart, his final voice trembled slightly, and there was a faint sobbing sound, "I have it."

"yes."

Jin Hanchuan was unmoved. He lowered his head and leaned into Zhu Sheng's ear and said, "Then... how many people do you have in your heart?"

"Here." The strong smell of tobacco came to the nostrils, masking the faint cold rosin, and the breath sprayed on Zhu Sheng's ears was moist and warm, no longer having the temperature of the past.A slender hand stuck to the shirt and pressed it on the boy's heart. Jin Hanchuan said flatly, "You have Xie Qingrang, Fu Zhaohe, and even other people in your heart, but you don't have me."

Zhu Sheng shook his head, "No."

"I've always indulged you too much. If you didn't want to stay, I let you go. You cried and threw yourself into my arms. I warned you and pushed you away. It was you who entangled you. What's more... when you cry, I can only hold you in my arms, instead of giving you the so-called punishment." Jin Hanchuan said calmly, "Even though I know you are not really innocent."

Tears were falling down, wet his beautiful face, Zhu Sheng sobbed and said, "I'm sorry."

"I never wanted your apology."

Jin Hanchuan half closed his eyes, stared at Zhu Sheng, and said, "It's you I want."

"I……"

Zhu Sheng bit his lip and broke down in tears, "I'm sorry."

He lowered his head, tears rolled down his cheeks, wet, like a rose that fell from a shower, beautiful is beautiful, thin and fragile, swaying in the wind and rain, just the eyes stained with water are beautiful. It has already made people feel sorry for it, so they had to carefully hold it in the palm of their hand, treating it like a treasure, not to mention Zhu Sheng was crying like pear blossoms with rain at this moment, so pitiful.

Jin Hanchuan gave a "tsk", and his attitude softened a bit, "Don't cry."

Wiping away Zhu Sheng's tears with his fingertips, the man's tone didn't fluctuate much, and he was too calm, so he showed a bit of forbearance and restraint.Jin Hanchuan let go of his hand, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and looked at him sideways, "Are you holding on, as long as you cry, I will have nothing to do with you? Huh?"

Zhu Sheng silently shook his head.

Jin Hanchuan withdrew his gaze and said mockingly: "...Even so, I don't want to let you go."

He said slowly: "I lost it once, so I don't want to let it go even more."

After speaking, he lifted his foot to leave.

Zhu Sheng chased after him and hugged Jin Hanchuan from behind, "Uncle."

Jin Hanchuan just stopped in his tracks and didn't answer.

Zhu Sheng put his face on his back and asked softly, "Don't you go?"

Jin Hanchuan replied indifferently: "The company still has something to do."

Zhu Sheng frowned, and unconsciously stroked the scar on his left wrist with his fingers. He quietly watched Jin Hanchuan walk out of the villa, and gradually walked into the dark night until he could no longer see him.

"I'm too much."

Zhu Sheng said to himself.

For the next whole week, Jin Hanchuan either stayed in the company, or came back at two or three o'clock in the morning, and slept alone in the study, deliberately avoiding Zhu Sheng.But Zhu Sheng knew that the man would quietly push open the door of the master bedroom in the middle of the night, stand in front of his bed, and stroke his eyebrows and eyes inch by inch with his fingers, but the man's fingertips always smelled of tobacco and strong Strong wine taste, no longer the fragrance of red wine in the past.

Zhu Sheng thought for a long time, and finally made up his mind, he said softly to the system: "Three years old, I don't want to make "Arrogance" feel sorry for me anymore, he doesn't need to be soft-hearted all the time. "

The system said cautiously: "Then, don't regret it."

Zhu Sheng rested his cheeks and said absent-mindedly, "Just let me cry for a few days."

That night, Zhu Sheng didn't fall asleep immediately after taking a bath.He was sitting on the sofa downstairs reading a book, and the wind blew outside, shaking the curtains in all directions, and the hanging ornaments hanging from the crystal lamp also made "ding ding dong dong" crisp sounds. Zhu Sheng put down the book, and the system muttered Said: "Shengsheng, it's going to rain again."

Zhu Sheng gave a soft "hmm".

At two o'clock in the morning, someone opened the door, Zhu Sheng slowly sat up from the sofa, looked at Jin Hanchuan whose shoulders were already wet from the rain, "Uncle, you are back."

Jin Hanchuan took off his coat, glanced at him, and asked casually, "Still sleeping?"

Zhu Sheng replied: "I am waiting for uncle."

Jin Hanchuan paused.

"That day my uncle asked me how many people I had in my heart. I just kept crying and didn't tell him the answer." Zhu Sheng put his voice very softly, almost as soon as the wind blew, it would disperse, "Later I wanted to tell my uncle, but I never saw him again."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Sheng raised his eyes, his slightly curved eyebrows and eyes were extremely charming, and his light-colored lips were the color of rose juice. He said very seriously: "My heart, from the beginning to the end, is only you. one person."

Jin Hanchuan's eyes darkened, "How many people have you said this to?"

"I know that I have lied to my uncle many times, and I always lie to my uncle." Zhu Sheng slowly clasped Jin Hanchuan's fingers. He turned his head and asked, "Uncle, just trust me this last time, okay?"

Jin Hanchuan didn't speak.

Zhu Sheng put his hand on his heart, his black and white pupils were wet, "It dances very fast here."

"...Because of you, just because of you."

Jin Hanchuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

The end of Zhu Sheng's eyes turned peachy, with a lustrous luster, he smiled and asked Jin Hanchuan: "Uncle, can I confess to you?"

Jin Hanchuan stared at Zhu Sheng with heavy eyes, and after a long time, he said casually, "Whatever you want."

Zhu Sheng clasped Jin Hanchuan's hand tightly, and inadvertently saw the man's red ears, his crow's eyelashes trembling inadvertently. He fixedly looked at Jin Hanchuan, "Uncle, I like..."

The voice stopped at the last word, and Zhu Sheng said quietly in his heart: ""Arrogance" is not a master personality. "

The hour, minute and second hands of the pendulum clock stopped swinging completely at this moment, time stood still, and the world fell into silent silence.The sudden wind blew up the curtains, and the crystal lamp ornaments were intertwined with each other. Only then did the tall man cast a glance at the young man in front of him, and his movements, expressions and eyes were instantly frozen. Unexpectedly, he just raised his face slightly and planted a kiss on the man's thin lips.

"Click."

There is only a moment of still time, and there is no time to say goodbye.The next second, the gust of wind rolled up the curtains and rushed in. With a "crash", the long-accumulated water vapor poured down. Zhu Sheng didn't let go of Jin Hanchuan's hand. He raised the man's hand and put it on his face. Silently finished his unfinished confession:

I like you.

The strong wind swept again, from fingertips to the corners of his eyes and brows, Jin Hanchuan was reduced to ashes inch by inch until he was nowhere to be found.

And it was raining harder and harder outside.

Fu Zhaohe, who hadn't fallen asleep, suddenly glanced out the window with some feeling.

The pen in his hand had just made a mark on the book, and the ink hadn't dried yet. Fu Zhaohe looked away from the window, and the mobile phone that was set aside rang. He casually looked at the call reminder on the screen, deeply A faint smile flashed across the dark eyes.

It's birthday wishes.

Fu Zhaohe connected the phone.

"...Mr. Fu, I'm scared."

The panic-stricken young man cried to him for help, and the shadow of the whirling tree was like a ghost.The sound of wind and rain made the phone call extremely noisy, but the fear and helplessness of the young man deepened the smile in Fu Zhaohe's eyes. The sentence marked out in the book——

When a beautiful thing is at fault, it must be forgiven indiscriminately.

"Don't run around, wait for me to come over."

Fu Zhaohe adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, smiling.