The river is about to burn the mountain

Jiang Zhou originally wanted to call Zhen Haichao and the others, but suddenly he heard Jiang Zhan calling him, he picked up his luggage and walked down the steps to the car: "Brother, did you call me?"

Jiang Zhan asked, "Shall I go to Eldest Sister first?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head: "This time I won't go to see my eldest sister, I will fly directly to Boston in a while, and school will start soon. My eldest sister said that studies are important, and she is still busy at fashion week, so she will come to see me after a while."

Jiang Zhan nodded, and looked at his so many luggage: "How will I get there in a while?"

Jiang Zhou reached out and fished out the piano case that had slipped from his chest: "My band friends are waiting for me below, and they will take me to the airport later."

Maybe it's because he hasn't been close since he was a child, Jiang Zhan felt that there was nothing to explain in just a few sentences, he looked away lightly, and said, "That's all right, remember to tell the eldest sister that you are safe when you arrive."

The car was about to start, but Jiang Zhou hesitated for a moment, he suddenly stopped Jiang Zhan, "That, bro..."

After thinking for a while, Jiang Zhou still raised his hand, and carefully unfastened the unique and expensive watch on his wrist:

"...Brother, I heard from my eldest sister that this watch is a birthday present from your mother. It is too expensive...I'm afraid I won't be able to wear it and it will be damaged...and...it must be very important to my brother. I buy it casually when I am young. Just wear one piece, and return this one to brother.”

Jiang Zhou looked at the watch he took off with some reluctance. After all, no matter before or after the age of seven, any love for his mother was too extravagant for him.

But the boy still solemnly passed the watch to Jiang Zhan through the car window.

Jiang Zhan's eyes fell on the watch in his hand,

blue sunbursts,

When the woman gave it to him mysteriously, she said happy birthday to her son!I bought it with your dad's card, isn't the limited edition pretty?He said it was ugly, like a girl wearing it.

Jiang Zhan didn't speak for a while.

If there were any senior servants of Jiang's house present at this time, they would probably feel terrified when they saw Jiang Zhan's slightly frowning brows.

Because no matter what the reason was, it was really an unwise choice for Mr. Zhou to mention his wife in front of the young master.

The wife has three children, and the relationship between the young master and the wife is the deepest.

The previous head of the family, Jiang Yan, was cold and ruthless by nature. He hated noisy children. If it wasn't for that Gu Manman who kept making noises in his ears all day long, he would definitely let that woman put himself down in the eyes of that woman.

When Jiang Wan was older, he was often sent to live with his grandfather under various names. The birth of his youngest son, Jiang Zhou, was even more unexpected, and he didn't even look at it.

But Jiang Zhan is different,

Because of agreeing to Jiang Ting's relationship, Jiang Yan 'had to' take this eldest son with him all the year round to teach him personally. This is extremely lucky for Jiang Zhan, allowing him to grow up in front of Gu Manman year after year. From learning to walk to growing into a teenager.

But such luck comes at a price.

Probably in Jiang Yan's eyes, Jiang Zhan was just a future heir of the Jiang family that he promised his father from the moment he was born.He didn't want his wife to bear the risk of having children anymore, so Jiang Zhan's "work" could only be the best and most suitable.

He will never allow failure.

Many times, the freshly scabbed wounds of the young Jiang Zhan opened again, and the blood dripped down from the ankles along the black training pants, but he was still thrown into the training field by his father indifferently, facing seven or eight taller than him alone. When a strong man fights, all his moves are aimed at the vital points. If he can't stand firmly, he will lose even more.

Gu Manman has quarreled with her husband many times because of her son alone, but her husband who loves her can listen to her about everything, except for this matter, she has always been powerless.

Before her husband was about to get angry, she would yell, "Xiao Zhaner, come and help me pick up peaches!" When she yelled, Jiang Zhan, who was waiting to be punished, would most likely be kicked by Jiang Yan, and then coldly told him to roll over .

She would take her son one by one to escape the heavy training and go to the back mountain to climb trees and fish, and when Jiang Zhan was imprisoned in the basement, she would quietly sneak in to clean his wounds, and in some late nights, she would feel heartbroken. Hugging the teenager who begged for a painkiller because the pain was unbearable.

If Jiang Zhan's 17 years of growing up had only endless nightmares brought by his father and blood scabs that would never fade away, then Gu Manman's love was his only light.

Until the shooting on New Year's Eve.

He stood beside his father's unexpected shot by the hospital bed, and with his trained reaction speed, he could completely stop it.

But in that one-tenth of a second,

The succession of Jiang Zhan, who was less than 20 years old, was a massacre. All those involved in planning the shooting incident, no matter who was surnamed Jiang, were all buried with his mother.

But there was only one person, and Jiang Zhan knew that he was not to blame, but during that month, his mother passed away suddenly and his father fell down overnight.

He perfectly inherited his father's talent, and he also inherited the killing and coldness in his bones, but he agreed to his mother.

So he sent Jiang Zhou away.

Jiang Wan quarreled with Jiang Zhan after learning about it.

"Xiaozhou's gunshot wounds are at risk of infection at any time...! He is your own brother! How could you have the heart to throw such a young child to the UK alone?! You send someone to bring him back now!"

Jiang Zhan never did anything against her, but that afternoon, he just said coldly that he had asked Wei Qi to contact the hospital in London, and that Jiang Zhou would be taken care of and he would be fine.

Jiang Wan pointed to his subordinates to bring Jiang Zhou back now, but during the turmoil of the crown prince's succession that month, this young man had already proved to everyone that he was another copy of Jiang Yan, and the room was full of people. No one would dare to move without Jiang Zhan.

Jiang Wan was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped Jiang Zhan across the face.

"You don't even listen to me, do you?! I don't care, you go now...!" Jiang Wan grabbed Jiang Zhan's wrist, but unexpectedly lost his center of gravity on the stairs, when Jiang Zhan subconsciously went to help her , the azure blue sunburst dial also knocked on the mahogany armrest.

He still wore the black veil for his mother's funeral on his arm, and that was the only time Jiang Zhan spoke to Jiang Wan in such a cold tone:

"If you don't want to, just go with him."

He turned around and went downstairs, leaving only Jiang Wan yelling at his back: "Do you think I can't?! Jiang Zhan, come back!!... Do you remember what you promised Mom? Are you afraid that Mom will blame you for doing this? ?!"

At that time, Jiang Zhan didn't turn his head back, and all the subordinates behind him quickly followed without even stopping, and got into the number of black cars that had been waiting at the door and drove away.

Winter was approaching, and the temperature in the morning was as cold as the evening weather broadcast. Jiang Zhou wrapped his jacket tightly. He waited for a while with his watch, and then tentatively called out that the people in the car seemed to be in a trance.

"elder brother…?"

Jiang Zhan came back to his senses from the memory.

"...I'll take it with you if I give it to you. There's so much nonsense here."

Jiang Zhan's expression was indescribably irritated and evasive, he simply stretched out his hand and pushed the watch to Jiang Zhou: "Wear it, the watch is here with you, if you dare to lose this watch, it will be damaged..., I will Just throw you directly to Siberia, do you hear me?!"

"Oh!" Jiang Zhou first subconsciously picked up the watch, and then he was a little confused: "Brother..., you also have a house in Siberia?"

Jiang Zhou's unreasonable doubts made Yi Qian in front couldn't hold back. He probably already guessed what Jiang Zhan meant: someone may have regretted some past events, no matter whether it was because of his younger brother or not.

His brother is at least... really afraid of his mother scolding him.

Jiang Zhan glanced forward, and Yi Qian quickly clenched his fist and put it on his lips to pretend to cough:

"Cough..., Xiao Zhou, you're about to put it away, this is the magic weapon that brother personally gave you, as long as you wear it..."

Yi Qian knew that the gift from his wife was the Shangfang sword that Jiang Zhan himself would never dare to touch around his neck.

Yi Qian raised his hand to cover his mouth and whispered: "...Don't talk about getting into trouble, even if you poke a hole in the sky in the future, I will never dare to move a finger of you..."

"...You talk too much! Drive." Jiang Zhan cursed with a dark face.

"Go to school and study hard, don't let the eldest sister worry about it."

Jiang Zhou hadn't realized what Brother Qian said, "...Oh...! I know Brother."

Yi Qian winked at Jiang Zhou, said to be careful on the road, and the black Bentley started and drove away.

Jiang Zhou held the watch in his hand and carefully put it on again. He suddenly remembered that he still forgot what his elder sister told him on the phone last night, and he wanted to tell his elder brother what major he was studying...

Although, it seems that Jiang Zhan doesn't care too much...

But during this period of time, the eldest brother probably talked to him more than the sum of the past ten years.