The river is about to burn the mountain

Zhen Haichao and the others in the police station are capable of interpreting what it means to be dumbfounded.

A second ago, they were still treated like the gangster-headed man in the vest, squatting in the corner of the wall like an anti-pornography campaign.But the police comrade just answered the phone, and when he came back, his attitude turned 180 degrees, he stopped squatting in the corner, and "invited" them all the way to the spacious conference room on the second floor, with a central air-conditioned sofa, and even poured tea .

"Wow. Slot.. Is this how the game went? I'm a little panicked."

Several people were a little shocked, until the door of the meeting room was pushed open by a young man.

The young man first scanned Jiang Zhou from top to bottom, and then raised his hand to teach him: "You boy, you don't know to tell the family when you come back? When will you keep it a secret if nothing happens?"

Jiang Zhou turned his head to hide for a while, but the young man didn't let go at all. He asked in a muffled voice, "Why is Brother Qian here?"

Jiang Zhou was surprised to see Yi Qian. Since he was a child, only his eldest sister would care about his affairs, and Yi Qian was only responsible for that person's instructions.

"Why did I come here? How many times did my eldest sister call my brother in one night."

Hearing this sentence, the corner of the boy's mouth twitched clearly.

Yi Qian spoke politely to Zhen Haichao and the others, and said that they would be responsible for the aftermath, and that there would be a car at the door to take them all home or to school.

"I'll go back with them."

"Go back? Where are you going back with them?"

Jiang Zhan was still downstairs, Yi Qian really didn't have the patience to listen to his awkwardness. "Come down quickly, don't make trouble for me, brother is outside."

The black car was parked at the door.

Jiang Zhou's feet seemed to be stuck, and the friction of the small potholes on the stone steps floor was infinitely magnified.In the Jiang family, there is a car that represents absolute majesty and rare warmth, but none of this has anything to do with him.

Maybe he thought he stood there for a long time, the window was lowered, the man looked annoyed, impatient, maybe mixed with boredom,

"Get up."

Yi Qian pushed him secretly from behind, and as soon as he got in the car, Jiang Zhan threw him a mobile phone.

"Call eldest sister back and say that I brought you back."

The boy unconsciously squeezed the phone tightly.

As if returning to that evening, when the black car stopped, the little face of the boy who had just finished fighting was dirty like a cat, "Brother..." He was cautious and hopeful because he was afraid of being scolded by his elder brother.But the man who got out of the car only picked up the boy with a foreign surname. From the beginning to the end, he didn't even give him a glance, just like now.

"Jiang Zhou, call."

Like a stone being thrown from a quiet lake, Yi Qian, who was driving in front, "reminded" him.

After declaring safety to the elder sister, Jiang Zhan picked up the phone and glanced at Jiang Zhou in the middle, without much ups and downs, as if the elder sister's most troubled and anxious things recently were not mentioned in his eyes.

Jiang Zhan obviously already knew why he sneaked back from England.

Jiang Wan wanted Jiang Zhou to study finance, but Jiang Zhou insisted on applying for the arrangement major of Kelia College to study music.

"I understand, sister, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhan didn't speak anymore. The edges of his eyes were bloodshot, and he blinked dryly twice before closing them.

Jiang Zhou's palms were slightly wet and sweaty. What was he afraid of?Mingming's elder brother never did anything to him.

Until they arrived at Jiang Zhai.

"I'll give you a month. Go back to school when you've had enough fun. Don't worry my eldest sister. As for what major you miss, I don't care about it. Just convince your eldest sister."

There was no questioning, no lesson, and he didn't even bother to get angry, and from Jiang Zhan's tone, he obviously wanted to end it.

"Then can I go back?"

In the living room, the boy's high-pitched voice was like porcelain hitting a streamer chandelier.Jiang Zhan on the stairs turned around, looking as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

"What did you say? Say it again?"

The boy's back tightened, and the muscles in his shoulders and neck tightened stiffly. He raised his head, and his bright black eyes were extremely clear.

"The task that the eldest sister gave to my brother has been completed, then I will leave first."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the piano case and walked out the door.

"Xiao Zhou!" Seeing that the situation was not right, Yi Qian grabbed his arm: "Brother is very tired, don't make trouble at this time!"

"Let him go."

"...Brother! It's so late, you let Xiaozhou..."

But Jiang Zhan was impatient, he directly ordered: "Can't you hear me? You come up and ask someone to send him away."

When Yi Qian went upstairs with a small cup of delicate steaming stew, it was the door of the study that knocked.

Jiang Zhan really didn't go back to the bedroom. After he was woken up, it was almost difficult to fall asleep. In the silent night, lying on the bed was even more torture.

"Why are you angry with Xiao Zhou?"

Jiang Zhan took a spoonful, "Why am I angry? Look at how he talked to me. I didn't even move a finger of him, and let him step out of the door quickly. Is it angry?"

Apparently... lingering anger.

Yi Qian said helplessly: "...but brother's sentence "I don't care", and the way he drives people out, it is indeed more uncomfortable than directly fighting. In fact, Xiaozhou...maybe he hopes that brother will get angry at him..."

Over the years, Jiang Zhan's neglect and indifference to Jiang Zhou was obvious to all.In other words, the people of the Jiang family have never disdained the ties of blood, and they are extremely cruel in this regard. Jiang Zhan and Jiang's father can be said to be in the same line.

"Brother, remember, you also liked playing the piano when you were young, right?"

"Ah?" Yi Qian's train of thought hadn't caught up yet.

Jiang Zhan hadn't planned to drive people away, but when he saw the piano case on Jiang Zhou's back, he suddenly felt glaring.

"At that time, you sneaked away from the class I arranged for you to practice the piano, and then I threw the piano away, and the elder sister scolded me for a long time... I didn't expect that you ran to the shooting range by yourself the next day. "

Jiang Zhan's words brought back long-lasting memories. His childhood was occupied by heavy training and severe punishment. The piano had long been squeezed into an unknown corner. How old was it?It seemed that he was just slightly taller than the piano.

Yi Qian smiled, and he pretended to complain: "Brother, it's better to be clear, I don't want to go by myself, I have to go if I don't go,...the beating was too hard that time."

"Why, do you still remember?"

"Of course!"

The young man with soft brows and eyes was almost filled with righteous indignation.

"When I went to school for music class, I wanted to tremble whenever I saw the piano legs."

But seeing his brother put down the spoon, Yi Qian immediately restrained his smile. "...Brother, I'm just kidding, I'm not blaming you, I know that's the time to lay the foundation, brother doesn't want me to be distracted by playing with things..."

"Cough! That's enough, that's enough," Jiang Zhan interrupted him, wondering if he was also reflecting on how hard he had acted at that time.

"Isn't it just a piano, I'll pay you back, you pick it, and I'll pay for it, you can play it if you want in the future."

"Actually, if I want to hear it, now I..." Yi Qian was suddenly attracted by the silver light on the desktop.

——It was a version of pills pressed under the document, or it could not be called "medicine" at all.

In those years, Jiang Zhan was tortured by it so much that he couldn't live without it. With just one glance, Yi Qian felt the blood in his whole body rushing against his heart.

"Brother!! What is this?! Why are you still eating it?!"

"Occasional headaches,"

Jiang Zhan put the pills that he hadn't had time to open the bottle into the drawer, and threatened: "If you dare to tell your brother Ji, see if I can beat you to death, huh?"

But Yi Qian doesn't care about these!

"Brother! Didn't you quit it three years ago? When did you start eating it again?! Or...you didn't quit it at all?!"

"Okay, I said it's only occasionally."

Jiang Zhan said calmly: "So you see, he has more choices than us, so what is there to be dissatisfied with?"