After wearing it back, I have no feeling for Lao Gong

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Today is the day when we agreed to go to the Xihe Holiday Manor. Jiang Jiao is not very busy during this period, and he wants to take Minglian to relax, and it happens that Qi Xuan proposed to go on vacation.

So the itinerary was decided.

Ming Lian didn't have many things, only a small rucksack was filled. When he zipped up the rucksack, Jiang Jiao came in from the outside.

"Ready to go." After Jiang Jiao finished speaking, he looked at the small rucksack in Minglian's hand and wondered if the rucksack might be a bit small.

What about the clothes of two people?

So he asked, "Are you ready?"

Minglian nodded.

He noticed that Jiang Jiao was looking at the small rucksack in his hand, just when he thought the other party would ask "how do you carry such a small bag", but unexpectedly Jiang Jiao also nodded, "Then let's go."

The eyelashes like crow feathers fluttered, and a glint of light flashed in Minglian's eyes.

He didn't say anything and followed out.

Jiang Jiao drove, and Minglian sat in the co-pilot.

In the past, as long as the two stayed together, Ming Lian would always have a lot to say, and he seemed to be able to talk to Jiang Jiao about anything.

Chatting about the weather, about food, from the south of the sky to the north of the earth, Jiang Jiao can catch everything Minglian said.

but--

The premise is that he has to speak.

Now Minglian won't say anything.

Jiang Jiao seemed to be concentrating on looking at the road ahead, but in fact he was already thinking about the next topic.

Time passed by, and the car was very quiet, an embarrassing quietness.

This silence turned into small short needles, and the short needles landed on the seat, making Jiang Jiao feel uncomfortable all over.

Jiang Jiao waited and waited until his patience ran out.

He didn't wait any longer and decided to take the initiative.

However, the words were in his throat when Minglian's cell phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Jiao choked, the veins on the side of his neck bulged, he forced a light cough before letting out the breath.

"Taiping, um, I have something to do today and tomorrow..." Minglian turned to look at the car window.

At this moment, the red light happened, Jiang Jiao also turned his head, but he could only see the small half of Minglian's profile.

He saw Minglian's mouth curled up, with a gentle smile, like the morning dew, warm and clear.

From the slightly reflective car window, you can still see the smooth and graceful facial lines of the young man.

"I'll send you a message when I get back, um well...I won't forget that meal."

Jiang Jiao's ears perked up.

peace?

Who is this, why haven't I heard this name before?

Minglian wants to go to dinner with him? ?

"Beep!!"

The car behind is honking.

Jiang Jiao snapped back to his senses, only to realize that the green light had already been given.

Quickly release the foot brake and the car moves forward.

Jiang Jiao pursed her lips, and after several times, she finally asked: "Ming Lian, who called you just now."

Ming Lian turned on the soft music in the car, "A lifesaver."

"Ok?"

Perhaps the light music in the car is too relaxing, as if it has turned into an invisible big palm, calming down the anxiety.

Jiang Jiao's nerves relaxed a bit, "When will you have a savior?"

What life was saved, when did it happen, and it was a stranger he didn't know?

Minglian's eyes fell on the phone, and his tone was flat, "On the [-]th day, thanks to him for sending me to the hospital."

"Hey!" He braked suddenly.

If both of them were not wearing seat belts, they would probably hit the front glass.

Jiang Jiao's face turned pale immediately, his big palms tightly gripped the steering wheel, and his pupils tightened.

On the [-]th, it was the death day of my mother-in-law.

The blood seemed to dissipate the heat, and even the fingertips were cold.

Jiang Jiao remembered that when Riminglian came back that day, his whole body was wet and he had an unfamiliar coat on his body.

With Minglian's temperament, if he can do it himself, he won't bother others at all.

At this moment, Jiang Jiao wished he could turn back time, go back to the day on the [-]th, and push away Qi Xuan's bad meal.

Not going anywhere, just staying with Minglian.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Jiao's voice was hoarse, as if sandpaper was rubbing against it, or as if there was a red-hot soldering iron in his throat.

"There's no parking here." Minglian looked up at the rearview mirror, only to see a long queue of cars behind him.

"Beep!" As if echoing his words, the car behind was not full.

Minglian's eyes lighted slightly: "So many days have passed, is a late apology useful? It's like you hurt someone, and then apologize to the victim. The other party really has no obligation to say 'it's okay' to you. Jiang Jiao, you Don't care about me, your words and deeds tell me you..."

"No!!" Jiang Jiao looked forward, and the corners of his eyes were red when he looked closely, with a kind of madness that was tearing apart, "I didn't know that day you would go to see your mother-in-law. If I knew, I wouldn't go anywhere, just be with you."

Silence spread in the car, and Jiang Jiao's breathing gradually became short of breath.

After more than ten seconds of silence, he said hoarsely, "There will be no next time."

Minglian smiled, the smile was nonchalant and unconcerned, "Yeah."

Certainly there will be no future.

Later, Minglian closed his eyes and listened to the music. Jiang Jiao saw that his eyes were closed and drove the car more steadily.

Minglian likes sapphires, next month there will be a gem exhibition in Donglin City next door, and he will definitely be happy to bring him there.

The vehicle drove for three hours and arrived at Xihe Holiday Manor just at noon.

Xihe Holiday Manor is a high-end entertainment area, and everything is expensive. There are fishing in the farmhouse, and there are snooker or bowling areas that rely on skills to win.

There are also hot springs and sauna rooms and massage rooms in the manor, so you can come here as you please.

Jiang Jiao parked the car and was about to wake up Ming Lian next to him, but found that the other party slowly opened his eyes.

I don't know if I just woke up, or if I didn't sleep all the way.

Minglian unbuckled his seat belt, and was about to turn around to get the small rucksack he put on the back seat.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jiao also reached out his hand at the same time.

The hands of the two touched each other, and Minglian subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Jiang Jiao didn't notice his small movement, and stretched out his long arms to bring the small rucksack over.

The two got out of the car.

"Brother Jiang, I just saw your car in the rearview mirror." A young man with a crew cut came over cheerfully.

He was playing with a bunch of car keys in his hand, presumably he had just parked the car not long ago.

"Hi, sister-in-law." The young man's eyes fell on Minglian, with a playful smile on his face.

Minglian's eyes are indifferent, and his face is very shallow, like a proud famous cat.

"What's your sister-in-law? Brother Lian. If you can't speak, just keep your mouth shut!" Jiang Jiao's mood is extremely bad now.

Yang Lu was stabbed by Jiang Jiao and stopped talking.

Minglian glanced over Jiang Jiao, Jiang Jiao's breathing was tight, and he looked away in embarrassment.

It's meal time now, and before the few people arrived, the Xihe Holiday Manor had already prepared meals.

When everyone is ready, serve immediately.

After putting the luggage in the room, Minglian followed Jiang Jiao into the restaurant.

As soon as he entered, he first saw Qi Xuan who had dyed flaxen hair and was sitting at the dining table looking at his mobile phone.

I don't know if the other party is going to call or send a message to contact them. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw them passing by, and put down the phone, "You guys are here, I'll wait for you."

Looking at Ming Lian, Qi Xuan said jokingly, "Ming Lian, Brother Jiang, are you still not at ease with us?"

He said it with a smile, but as long as people with a little bit of thought can easily hear that there is another meaning to it.

You are here to investigate the post, right? Do you want to put him in such a prison!

The corners of Minglian's mouth twitched, the kind that you can't find fault with him, but you can definitely feel that he is perfunctory, "Actually, I didn't want to come."

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

"Everyone is here, let's serve the food!" Jiang Jiao said in a deep voice, and opened the chair for Minglian.

On Minglian's right is Jiang Jiao, and on his left is Yang Lu who just met.

There were not many people in their group, apart from Jiang Jiaominglian and Qi Xuanyang Lu, there were also a pair of twin brothers from the Zheng family.

The elder brother is called Zheng Hai, and the younger brother is called Zheng Jiang.

The dishes were served quickly, and the dishes in high-end resorts are naturally not bad, and the dishes are full of dishes on the table.

Six people, eight dishes, one soup.

In the past, Minglian ate sloppily and dealt with things casually, but he has gone through a round in the book, especially in the fourth book, the protagonist is governed by his family's kitchen, and the dishes are the same every day, and they are rarely repeated.

After that, Minglian became very greedy.

But now that he is wearing it back, Minglian cares about the process of eating.

There was a piece of steamed green grouper on the table, Jiang Jiao turned the fish around, took a chopstick with the serving chopsticks and put it in a small bowl.

For some reason, Jiang Jiao suddenly remembered the divorce that Ming Lian had mentioned that day.

He couldn't help but think about how the two of them got along these days.

"No more thorns, you can eat." Jiang Jiao put the small bowl in front of Minglian.

On the table, the original conversation stopped abruptly.

Minglian raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Jiao, who was also looking at him, then thought of something, and his face changed suddenly.

Other eyes are on them.

Jiang Jiao was obviously stunned for a moment, quickly moved his eyes away, and said in a rough voice: "Eat, what are you looking at!"

The dinner table became lively again, and soon, Qi Xuan said, "After dinner, let's go play snooker."

Yang Lu clicked his tongue twice, "Brother Qi, you are good at snooker and want to abuse food."

Zheng Jiang said, "Come on, the last time I lost to you was an accident, I will find my way back today."

Qi Xuan didn't answer Zheng Jiang's words, he looked at Ming Lian, "Ming Lian, how about hitting Snow later?"

Ming Lian was concentrating on eating at first, although Jiang Jiao is not very good, and his cronies are not very good, but the place he chose is really good.

"Okay." Minglian responded casually and continued eating.

Jiang Jiao paused while picking up vegetables, and secretly touched Minglian with his elbow, but the other party continued to eat his own way and ignored him at all.

But the fish meat he picked out just now was left there alone without being eaten.

Jiang Jiao knew that the fish would not taste good if it was cold, so he wanted to tell Minglian to eat it quickly.

But he felt that after what happened in the car just now, Ming Lian might not want to talk to him anymore.After thinking about it, Jiang Jiao finally reached out and put the small bowl in front of Minglian.

Say nothing.

Minglian glanced at it, but didn't touch it.

Jiang Jiao continued to eat expressionlessly, and occasionally the out of the corner of his eye drifted to Minglian, circling around him, and then circling around the small bowl of fish.

The hint of flavor is quite pronounced.

However, until the end of this lunch, the small bowl of fish boned was still on the table.

No one cared about it, and finally it became cold and fishy.

Snooker has a special billiard room, the wooden floor is spotless, and the lamp on the top is in the shape of a lotus flower, which is elegant and beautiful.

Qi Xuan picked up the long pole placed on the side of the table, "Ming Lian, I'll follow you in the first game."

He raised his chin slightly. Before the game even started, he had already put on a victorious posture.

"I'll come with you, he's not very good at it." Jiang Jiao remembered that Minglian's snooker was average.

Qi Xuan laughed happily, "Brother Jiang, there is a process of never being able to meet everything, and I don't think Minglian can't."

Minglian picked up another cue on the side of the table, "Let you hit the first shot, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance to touch the ball later."

As soon as these words came out, the ballroom became quiet.

Everyone turned their eyes, the younger brother of the Zheng family might have been more expressive, his eyes were round and his mouth was wide open in shock, looking at Minglian like a monster.

How can this person talk big and not write drafts?

The veins on Qi Xuan's forehead twitched, "Want to clear the table with one stroke? It's not dark yet, and you started dreaming?"

Ming even smiled without saying a word.

To be honest, everyone present did not believe what Minglian said, "Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to touch the ball later."

Including Jiang Jiao.

Jiang Jiao hesitated to speak, and seemed to be struggling, but no one paid attention to him at the moment.

Afterwards, Minglian crushed Qi Xuan with an understatement, as relaxed as drinking water.

It was just like what he said, if Qi Xuan didn't take the first shot, Qi Xuan wouldn't even have a chance to touch the ball after their round.

Qi Xuan couldn't believe it, but he didn't believe in evil, "Come again!"

And when he uttered these two words, Qi Xuan perfectly explained what it meant——

Give away the head.

The author has something to say: Don't pull the iron pillar, let me abuse the scum! !

Tie Zhu has opened a pre-acquisition in the entertainment industry (I can't help but groan), please accept it, if this little embryo exceeds 100, a new chapter will be added at [-] pm tomorrow, if not, treat it as nothing www

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