After the Xueba character was exposed

Jiang Zhao followed Jian Yao upstairs, saw the mess in the house at first glance, the door of the neighbor's house suddenly opened a crack, and slowly opened halfway, a mother-in-law in her 50s poked her head out.

She looked at the lively expression on her face, glanced into the opposite door, and looked at Jiang Zhao's face when she looked away, and was stunned, then pretended not to understand, and closed the door thoughtfully.

Just such an episode, when Jiang Zhao looked at Jian Yao again, Jian Yao had already entered the room.

Li Jiao sat up propped up, stared at Song Mingqiang with her head up, her eyes were red and her left cheek was red and swollen.

She grabbed a handful of stones on the ground and threw them towards Song Mingqiang, screaming: "Song Mingqiang, you crazy!"

Song Mingqiang retreated a few steps, but failed to dodge all the attacks. A few stones hit his legs. Not to be outdone, he cursed back viciously: "I'm crazy? You're fucking crazy!"

Jian Yao walked up to Song Yang, frowned and asked him: "What's going on?"

Song Yang looked at Jian Yao, then turned his mouth and looked to the other side, leaving Jian Yao with the back of his head, as if Jian Yao was air.

Jian Yao was a little irritable by his attitude, he clenched his fists to resist the urge to hit him, and looked towards Song Mingqiang and Li Jiao.

This is not the first time that Li Jiao and Song Mingqiang quarreled. Most of the time, Song Mingqiang slammed the door and left. Today is the first time Jian Yao saw this.

He didn't know what Li Jiao did to anger Song Mingqiang, but no matter what, it was wrong for Song Mingqiang to hit someone.

"I'm crazy? If it wasn't for me, would you have such good conditions? How long can you stay here?" Li Jiao sobbed, her voice became hoarse, "You have been here for so many years, the money you earned You can't even afford to support yourself, and you still have to send it home, you eat mine and live in mine, and your own son doesn't care about anything, you are a trash! Trash!"

"Fuck, try cursing again?" Song Mingqiang pointed at Li Jiao with a ferocious expression, "You still have the guts to scold me? If you didn't fuck with men before, would you be able to hang around here!"

Jian Yao was startled, frowned and took a step forward: "Be careful what you say!"

"It's none of your business, do you fucking care what I say?" Song Mingqiang was so angry that he lost his mind, raised his hand and pushed Jian Yao hard, it seemed that he only realized who he was at this time, turned around and held back for an unknown amount of time His anger poured out on him, "Son of a son of a bitch, it's great if you have a little money? I don't care about your house?"

Jian Yao didn't know how to respond to Song Mingqiang's unrestrained words. He stood stiffly on the spot, angry, irritable, and all kinds of bad emotions hit him at a loss.

He was suddenly grabbed by the wrist, and he took two steps back. Jiang Zhao stood in front of him, looking down at Song Mingqiang, and said in a cold voice, "If you don't care, get out."

Song Mingqiang had never seen Jiang Zhao before, and Li Jiao and Song Yang should not have reacted to such a chaotic scene.Jiang Zhao's words immediately weakened Song Mingqiang's morale, and the surroundings became strangely quiet.

Song Mingqiang turned his attention to Song Yang, and said to him, "Song Yang, go and clear your things and come home with me."

Song Yang was still out of the quarrel, and he came back to his senses when he heard his father talking to him. He said "Huh?" with a confused face, and "Oh" several times, then turned and went back to the bedroom.

Song Mingqiang also went to the bedroom, Li Jiao was stunned for a moment, then got up after realizing it, rushed behind Song Mingqiang and grabbed him, his tone became a little impatient: "If you want to go, go by yourself, why are you dragging Song Yang!"

"If my son doesn't follow me, why not follow you?" Song Mingqiang shook off Li Jiao in disgust, and shouted into the bedroom, "Song Yang, tell yourself, do you want to continue studying here?"

Song Yang was taking out a few toy models from the cabinet, and when he heard the sound, he stood up holding the models, shook his head and said in a long voice: "I don't want to—"

Li Jiao was crying out of anger, as if she was on the verge of collapse, and rushed into the bedroom screaming after hearing this, Song Yang hurriedly hid the model in his arms, Song Mingqiang also rushed in and dragged Li Jiao.

There were three people squeezed into the small space in the bedroom, Li Jiao was no stronger than Song Ming, unable to break free from him, she could only struggle and cry like a madman suffering from a fit.

Jian Yao was so noisy that he couldn't think normally, he stepped forward subconsciously, and instinctively wanted to persuade him, but Jiang Zhao grabbed his shoulder again.

Jiang Zhao held Jian Yao's wrist with one hand, stopped Jian Yao's shoulder with the other hand, and led him to turn around: "Let's go, go back to me."

Jian Yao looked into the bedroom: "But they—"

"Jian Yao, this is their business." Jiang Zhao looked into Jian Yao's eyes, waited for Jian Yao to calm down slowly, rubbed his thumb on the protruding part of his wrist, and comforted him in a low voice, "Come home with me."

Jian Yao let Jiang Zhao lead him out, shutting the quarrel of Li Jiao's family in the room behind him.

When the two walked downstairs, the sound of the quarrel was still playing in Jian Yao's mind, and it didn't disappear until they walked out of the street.

Jian Yao followed Jiang Zhao back to the small broken house, without saying a word all the way.

He went back and took a shower casually, then nestled on the bed and looked at his mobile phone. It was time for the cat to go to sleep, so he jumped on him without hesitation, and he snatched the cat into his arms.

He was lying on his side facing the window, exhausted but conscious.

The affairs of Li Jiao's family really have nothing to do with him. Although he is also Li Jiao's son, he is an outsider to Song Mingqiang and Song Yang, not to mention that Li Jiao doesn't regard him as a son.

He just didn't expect that there would be such a discordant family, such a family who tortured each other but refused to let go.

Li Jiao, Song Mingqiang, and Song Yang, he couldn't understand any of these three people.

Jian Yao didn't want to think about Li Jiao anymore, and focused on playing with his mobile phone.

Fortunately, everyone updated their dynamics diligently on weekends, and they also contributed diligently to the popular campus confession wall. There are a lot of things that can divert attention, so it's not like lying down and doing nothing.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, the back of his neck suddenly felt cold, Jian Yao shrunk his neck, turned around and saw Jiang Zhao squatting beside his bed.

Jiang Zhao had just finished washing, and his hair was still a little wet. Seeing Jian Yao turn around, his fingertips, which were still stained with water, stroked his hair twice.

"Why?" Jian Yao asked.

"No reason." Jiang Zhao said.

Such a posture of turning his head was uncomfortable, so Jian Yao simply turned over to face Jiang Zhao, looking up at him.

Jiang Zhao fiddled with Jian Yao's hair casually, didn't speak or look at him, just stayed by the side.

This person doesn't have any romantic cells, but he opens his mouth when he hurts someone, and explodes his lungs in minutes, but it may be harder for him to comfort someone than to reach the sky.

He couldn't say touching words of love, and he didn't know how to say them, so he could only stay by his side awkwardly like now.

Jian Yao suddenly laughed, raised his hand to hook Jiang Zhao's neck, looked at him and said, "I'm fine."

"I just haven't seen that scene, so I'm a little confused." Jian Yao said, "Maybe I was scared, but it's okay, just give me a kiss."

Jiang Zhao: "..."

Jiang Zhao paused for a moment while pulling his hair, and glanced at Jian Yao complicatedly.

He can also tease people, which seems to be no problem.

He reluctantly gave Jian Yao a kiss, then got up and walked to the door, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Although Jian Yao himself felt that he was not affected by this incident, he actually had a dream after falling asleep at night.

He dreamed that his father Jane was dead.

Because he only saw the photos of Jian Feng when he was young, the face in his dream was a little blurry, but he knew it was his father.

He saw Jian Feng and Li Jiao standing together, holding hands intimately, and when he saw him, he raised his other hand and stretched out towards him.

Just when he was about to touch it, the surrounding scene collapsed and plunged into darkness.

Then he woke up.

The room was still dark, with only some hazy moonlight, Jian Yao took out his mobile phone to check the time, it was past two o'clock in the morning.

He didn't sleep well this time, but now that he woke up, he didn't feel sleepy at all for a while.

He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Zhao on the big bed, and then buried himself in the pillow to cultivate sleepiness.

In the dead of night, thoughts began to wander in my mind.

For Li Jiao, Song Yang is almost her everything, and she has paid a lot for Song Yang.

If, if his father hadn't died unexpectedly, if Li Jiao hadn't abandoned him... what would his life be like?

Will there be a harmonious family?

He will not be as ignorant as Song Yang.

Will Li Jiao put all her heart on him?

Jian Yao thought a lot in a mess, and he didn't know when he fell asleep again. He still didn't sleep well in the second half of the night, and seemed to have been in a light sleep state. He even felt that he heard the sound of Jiang Zhao getting up.

There was a slight movement in the room, but Jian Yao calmed down instead, and fell into a deep sleep before dawn.

When he woke up again, Jian Yao felt that his eyelids were stuck together, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

He was being pushed and shoved, and he heard Jiang Zhao calling him to get up, but he just didn't want to move, so he huddled under the blanket.

"Jian Yao." Jiang Zhao yelled again, looking at the ball buried in the quilt, thinking of the Dafa of Calling People that Zheng Mengyang demonstrated to him not long ago, he struggled for a long time, he really couldn't learn it, so he had no deterrence He said forcefully, "It's six forty, get up."

Six forty.

Jian Yao was awake for five seconds, and his brain was running fast.

Get up and get dressed for 2 minutes, wash for 4 minutes, run to school for 5 minutes...

He stretched out a crooked index finger, and said in a muffled voice, "...sleep for another 9 minutes."

Jiang Zhao: "..."

Jiang Zhao remembered what someone said on Saturday night, and decided to apply it. He stood up silently, bent over and lifted the quilt violently.

A gust of wind blew up, and Jian Yao lightened his body, and instantly realized that the nest was gone, and he woke up suddenly.

He finally opened his eyes, propped his elbows on the bed, and looked at Jiang Zhao in bewilderment.

Jiang Zhao still held the quilt in his hand, stared at him condescendingly, and said coldly, "Get up."

"..." Jian Yao woke up from the cold eyes, but he was still a little dazed, rubbing his eyes and said, "Didn't I say sleep for another 9 minutes."

"You don't want to eat anymore?" Jiang Zhao said, folded the quilt in his hand a few times, and piled it at Jian Yao's feet.

When throwing down the quilt, Jiang Zhao's gaze flickered to somewhere in Jian Yao, his eyes darkened for a second, and he recovered quickly.Jian Yao also noticed Jiang Zhao's gaze.

He looked down at his trousers, and said sincerely in his heart: Fuck...

Drowsy, he didn't realize when he woke up...

Jian Yao kicked his legs twice to sit up straight, and casually pulled the quilt around his feet to wrap around his waist, and Jiang Zhao had already stood up.

Jian Yao lowered his head and glanced around, feeling a little embarrassed and embarrassing. After struggling for a few seconds, he still accepted the reality, covered his face and let out a breath.

"...Let me be quiet for a while." Jian Yao forcefully squeezed out a few words from his mouth, and made a "yeah" gesture with his hand covering his face, "2 minutes."

Jiang Zhao didn't speak, turned and left.

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感谢在2020-08-2022:04:41~2020-08-2120:43:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!