The river is about to burn the mountain

Ji Qiuhan has seen Jiang Zhan in many ways, laughing and cursing, most of them are loose and dangerous with a certain chance of winning.But I have never seen him so powerless and lonely like now.

On the bench, Ji Qiuhan sat down, and the starless and moonless sky showed a rich black.Jiang Zhan raised his drooping head, and seeing him, his cold eyes moved slightly.

He takes off his coat. "...It's cold at night, put it on."

Ji Qiuhan spread his hands, "I knew you would say this, so I took the blanket." He put the blanket on Jiang Zhan, the coat under his hand had already been completely cooled in the dusk to night shift.

"Always teach others a lesson, but you don't even know how to take care of yourself, huh?"

Jiang Zhan reached out to take out the cigarette case in his lover's trouser pocket, as if he wanted to smoke one before talking. Ji Qiuhan looked down and saw the cigarette butts and crumpled cigarette case thrown all over the floor by his feet. How much did he smoke?Just as he was about to stop him, Jiang Zhan hesitated for a moment before inserting the cigarette back.

"...When I first learned to smoke, my mother lost her temper when she caught me smoking. She was angry, and my father smoked me half to death without saying a word. Later, I had no choice but to lie to my mother and say I quit. I smoked so much just now, I guess she knew she was going to have a falling out with me."

The endless memories are more like a quiet self-report.Ji Qiuhan heard the protagonist: "Well, then we won't smoke."

As he spoke, he knelt down, and the clean freak picked up the cigarette butts one by one without being too dirty, and finally took out a paper towel to wipe off the remaining cigarette ash. When he went to throw it away, the witnesses on the bench All the people smiled imperceptibly, a little proudly, a little lonely: "...Look, your son has a good eye."

When Ji Qiuhan came back and sat down, Jiang Zhan asked, "Where's Jiang Zhou, how is he?"

"Wei Wei is taking care of him, but..." Thinking of the boy's horrible back. "It's just that you really took half of your life this time, so you have to take a good rest for a while."

Jiang Zhan only responded lightly: "Yes."

Ji Qiuhan knew Jiang Zhan well, and he taught him lessons, but he actually protected his weaknesses and indulged him. In his eyes, almost all the things that could be solved with money and power were not worth doing to his own people.However, the two fights broke out into the police station. Unless there were special circumstances, Jiang Zhan would never hit his brother so hard.

But I also thought of the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two brothers in the car, and the gunpowder-scented questioning. The hidden contradictions may only be the tip of the iceberg that has accumulated and exploded.

"If you're worried, go and see Xiao Zhou, he's still running a fever."

"Look at Xiaozhou..."

Jiang Zhan hadn't called Jiang Zhou this way for a long time. His eyes looked at the peach forest, which was lonely and empty.

"On New Year's Eve, Mom only told me two things. One is to take good care of Dad, and the other is to protect Xiaozhou. ... Mom knows Dad's temper. She is afraid that Dad will anger Xiaozhou because of that incident. Mom also knows that I , knowing that what I promised her will definitely be done.”

"...But looking at it now, I didn't do two things well."

Jiang Zhan opened his eyes, took a breath, and felt a chill in his chest.

"After Mom left, Dad's mental breakdown completely collapsed, and his body also quickly collapsed. Although I have no feelings for him, but..., no matter how many expensive medical teams I hired, it didn't help. After half a year, he has no pain. Those who are nostalgic will go with mother."

As he said that, the figure of that man seemed to appear before Jiang Zhan's eyes. He was ruthless and fierce, and he kicked him into the dark, damp and cold room. When he looked at him with ice-like eyes, there was no warmth, only completion or incompleteness. Only if he did well or not, if he accidentally fell into the latter in any item, he would be mixed with Ugin's whip, and he would be whipped to the ground like an animal, dying of pain.

But it was such a man who was cold-blooded and ruthless even to his closest relatives, but in the end because of a woman, he became emaciated and died in a way of martyrdom.

Ji Qiuhan held Jiang Zhan's hand: "...these are uncontrollable, not your fault."

"The shot my father fired back then almost killed Xiaozhou. I sent him to England for treatment, and my elder sister followed suit. I rarely picked him up. Later... my elder sister gradually understood what I meant. .”

Jiang Wan had a delicate mind, and she knew the meaning of this heavy-hearted younger brother after being rejected on the phone for two years, and because of Jiang Zhan's instruction, the entire Jiang family acquiesced to the exiled young master.

"Jiang Zhan, Xiao Zhou shouldn't be blamed for that incident..."

"I know I know…,"

Jiang Zhan repeated it twice and closed his eyes. On the long street 13 years ago, the lights were dim on New Year's Eve...

The young Jiang Zhan was dressed casually, with a thick red and white scarf around his neck, which was given to him by the playful woman before he left the house. The situation of Hong Dou Sha's father is no different.

Yi Qian followed Jiang Zhan. The handsome young man wore a scarf that looked exactly like Jiang Zhan's "New Year" around his neck. His arms were full of snacks and groceries bought by women along the way, like a hill. up to the chin.

Not far away, Gu Manman looked at the three Jiang family men with helpless expressions and smiled. After laughing, he even took out his mobile phone to take pictures as souvenirs, which made only the youngest boy with the least hands cooperate with her obediently, while the other two were aloof. over head.

It was New Year's Eve that day, and the lively temple fair was crowded with people, and half of the bodyguards were also on vacation. The youngest son was attracted by the sugar-making booth not far away, so Gu Manman had to temporarily put down her husband's words not to leave his sight, and led her little one. baby go.

But no one expected,

The deafening gunshots will sound in the next moment.

The young Jiang Zhan had been trained in countless strategies. At the moment when the gunshot rang out, he had quickly determined the possible shooting directions and the winning rate of counterattack or escape, but none of them taught him. No teacher taught him what to do I don't want them all anymore, and ran towards the open space where the target was shot to die.

The chaotic gunshots mixed with screams pierced the night sky. Yi Qian threw Jiang Zhan to help him avoid a shot. Shoot down the sniper lurking in the depths of the night on the second floor,

But not enough, but still not enough,

Seven or eight-year-old Jiang Zhou was frightened by the crowd and the gunshots in the middle of the street. He cried and ran to find his mother, and became a more obvious living target. She ran out from under the booth to protect Jiang Zhou who was crying, but what greeted her was a second shot that hit her heart before she could say anything.

less than 20 meters away,

At that moment Jiang Zhan fell into the ice cave.

He and his father never matched each other, but there was always one thing in common.That is the father can have another son, he can have another brother.That child can be named Jiang Zhou, or Jiang Zhou, Jiang Nan, it doesn't matter, as long as Gu Manman is happy, it doesn't make any difference in their eyes.

But that stupid woman didn't understand it, she never understood it, she never listened to them.

The wind in Taoyuan was getting colder, Jiang Zhan stood up, under the night, the starlight and the blood of that night were shaken down the long road of memory, he held Ji Qiuhan's hand instead.

"Go back... Didn't you say to see him..."

Jiang Zhan pushed open the door, and there was a small night light in the bedroom. The light was so weak that it could only cover half of the bedroom.

Half the room is illuminated Many years ago, the thin boy had several bandages wrapped around his chest. Not long after he was discharged from the hospital, he carefully knocked on the door of the elder brother's room. "...Brother, my eldest sister was picked up by my grandfather, so dark... Can I sleep with you?"

Jiang Zhan has never had any impression of this brother who is ten years younger than him, let alone intimacy. At that time, he was responsible for all the big and small affairs of the Jiang family, and his sleep disturbance was also caused by the death of his mother and the sudden death of his father. The fall became more and more serious, seeing the boy's wound, he even lazily concealed the irritability and disgust in his eyes.

A few days after that, he simply packed up his brother and threw him to England.He thought that he would be like his mother said, that he would protect him and grow up safely, give him the best material conditions, and even give him the freedom and childhood that never belonged to the Jiang family, as long as...

Don't show him in front of your eyes.

The young man was lying on the bed, and fell asleep because Wei Wei had received an analgesic injection. The thin silk quilt was draped over his body, revealing half of his upper body.

Deep fissures and uneven welts were densely covered, and the blood from the wound had mostly congealed into scabs. The vines were sucked into the fleshy wound, showing criss-cross "blood grooves", and the rest of the place was filled with swollen blood. There is still half of the place covered by the sheet, and there is not a trace of good flesh on the entire back.

Jiang Zhan gently pulled out a chair and sat down.

This beating far exceeded expectations. As early as the first blow fell, he uncontrollably deviated from his original intention. He threw Jiang Zhou far all these years, isn't it because he was afraid of such a result?

Without any reason, Jiang Zhou became an excuse and a continuation for him to vent his anger ten years ago.

Jiang Zhan sat quietly, the only sound in the bedroom was the tick-tock of the infusion tube. He waited until the last bottle of liquid was almost bottomed out before opening his mouth.

"Since you're awake, don't pretend."

The boy on the bed moved his closed eyelids, as if he had to open them, so he lowered his eyes and stared at a corner of the carpet.

The beating in the afternoon completely terrified him, he never knew what his elder brother was thinking.

Jiang Zhan didn't say anything, he approached, but the boy on the bed reflexively hid in the bed because of his movements.

Jiang Zhan frowned and said, "Afraid of me?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head slightly.

Jiang Zhan looked at this young man who had unknowingly sprouted into a young man with eyebrows and eyes similar to his, he finally stopped, one step away from the bed.

"Last time on the phone, I heard the eldest sister say that you want a watch,"

As Jiang Zhan said, he raised his hand to take off the watch on his wrist, stroked the blue dial with his thumb, bent down and placed it on the boy's bedside.

"Wear this piece if you like it. Stay at home these days and rest early."