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After having dinner with Jiang Shanglu and parting ways, Yong Jinnian went back to the hospital alone.

When he opened the door of the ward and entered, his mother, Mrs. Liu Guihua, was holding a bowl of fragrant Codonopsis chicken soup and sitting beside Yong Er's hospital bed, coaxing her younger son to drink more, while his father, Mr. Yong Huanggou, was showing his age. He squinted his eyes and took a knife to cut oranges for his young son to eat on the other side, and he kept mumbling in his mouth.

"Jincheng, drink some more, listen to mom, ah, yes, the chicken soup is delicious, isn't it sweet enough? Then mom will add more sugar for you tomorrow, please open your mouth now..."

"Oh, he's already drank half a barrel, you can't finish it, come on, second child, listen to Dad, eat some oranges to digest the food and don't choke on it..."

Yong Jinnian: "……………………"

The blind picture of such a bear father and mother being used to the bear child's death made the bad-tempered Yong Jinnian's face somber. From last night to now, his parents have never scolded him at all. Yong Er, who broke the car door and destroyed his car, instead ordered him to run around to clean up the mess for Yong Er.

But now seeing him coming, his parents didn't ask the eldest son to sit down and have a chicken soup and eat an orange or something, his mother Liu Guihua even frowned and taught him a lesson.

"Boss, where did you go all afternoon? You don't need to accompany your brother when he is hospitalized..."

"Wouldn't it be alright to spend some money and find someone to accompany him? Does he still need the whole family to accompany him in bed..."

"Fart! Can someone who spends some money get the same company as the family! Look at your brother now! He was driving your car and got into an accident! Don't you feel a little bit uncomfortable!"

Mr. Yong was a little annoyed when he saw the bandit and rascal habit of his eldest son, and he was even more annoyed when he saw that he had obviously eaten outside and smelled of alcohol, but he was so messed up by his father. After cursing, the corners of his mouth twitched so much that Yong endured it for a long time before answering as calmly as possible,

"Old man, I can't listen to my son when you say that. It must be my fault if he got into an accident with my car? That car is not self-driving! I sleep well at home at night and he finds death to control me What's the matter?"

"You... what are you talking about!! Do you sound like a big brother saying it!"

"I don't want to have such a younger brother at all! Whoever wants to be his big brother can be his big brother! I'm fucking fed up! He's just been used to this by the two of you! It's you who made him like this !not me!"

The two father and son quarreled in the ward with blushing faces and throats. The father and son usually have a bad temper, and they scared the old lady Liu Guihua on the side and Yong Er who hadn't said a word on the bed until now. His complexion is not very good.

After a long time, Yong Da, who was still directly slapped by his father, turned off the fire on his own initiative, and Mr. Yong seemed to think that the eldest son who lowered his head was not taught enough by him, so he shook his head in disappointment and opened his mouth. road,

"You are still so jealous of your younger brother at such a young age. How can a person like you convince me that you will treat him kindly when you take over my career? I guess when your mother and I die, you will immediately put Jincheng to death. You're dead, boss."

Hearing his father's words, Yong Jinnian, who lowered his head and gritted his teeth, said nothing, but his cold and hostile eyes had passed through his father's body and landed on Yong Jincheng who was lying on the hospital bed with an orange in his mouth.

And being frightened by this devil-like man, he immediately lowered his head and tried hard to eat the sour orange in his mouth. Yong Er, who behaved a little abnormally today, heard Mr. Yong slowly say,

"Forget it, I won't scold you anymore, think about it for yourself, you two are brothers after all... Your mother and I will go back first, today you will stay here with him all night, he is now Lie on the bed and can't move, you help him pay attention to everything, do you hear me, boss?"

Yong Er: “……………………………………”

I really want to know why this old man is so confident that the two brothers of his family will not die if they stay together, and Yong Er, who is huddled together on the bed, will look at Yong Da as terrible as killing his father and enemy. Half an hour passed with tormented eyes, and finally watched Liu Guihua and Mr. Yong leave the ward with a heart full of despair.

As soon as the two of them were left in the ward, the atmosphere suddenly became terrifying and anxious, and Yong Jinnian, who had been waiting for his parents to leave before preparing to teach him a lesson, walked slowly to the side of the bed, and sneered again Looking down, paralyzed on the bed with both legs unable to move, Yong Er, whose eyes were full of fear, said slowly,

"Yong Jincheng, do you know what I'm going to do to you next?"

This piercing tone was like some villains who were about to persecute women. Yong Er's pale lips trembled without saying a word, and fear and sadness were written on his bruised little white face.

And Yong Da, who was holding back his stomach, saw his pitiful appearance, but smiled without sympathy at all, and directly put his rough palm on his face and patted him mockingly, and then watched Yong Er being slapped I patted my red cheekbones twice and smiled and said,

"Don't worry, for one night, let's see how I, the big brother, take good care of your trash, and I promise to satisfy you."

After saying this, Yong Jinnian slowly sat beside him and did not leave. Yong Er was so devastated by him that he was so distraught that he kept scanning the door of the ward and the balcony window with his still-shocked eyes. , But the leg is still broken, it is really powerless.

And Yong Jinnian propped his head and watched the military news thoughtfully for a while, and didn't take the initiative to trouble him, but Yong Er himself suddenly discovered a somewhat embarrassing thing in such a stuffy atmosphere.

Liu Guihua's half bucket of chicken soup and Mr. Yong Lao's love fruit.

But any normal man who drinks such things will have some physiological reactions that humans should have, and lying silently on the bed, subconsciously pinched his legs, and secretly endured it for a while, Yong Er blushed and did not dare to disturb Yong Jinnian , but in the next second, he heard Yong Jinnian turning his head to look at him a little viciously and laughing lowly.

Yong Da: "You want to pee, don't you?"

Yong Er: "...well..."

Yong Da: "Let you drink so much, hold back."

Yong Er: “…………………………………………”

It can be said that he knew how the devil wanted to take revenge on himself, and Yong Er, who wanted to go to the bathroom, was dumbfounded, lying on the bed with a broken leg, really wanted to die.

And as the difficult time passed by, Yong Er's eyes were red from holding back, his legs were stirring his stomach, and he couldn't speak, when he suddenly heard Yong Jinnian's perverted voice, who seemed to speak very casually. .

Yong Da: "Do you really think about it?"

Yong Er: "...well..."

Yong Da: "Then beg me, I will hug you when I feel happy."

Yong Er: “…………………………………………”

Yong Jinnian, who just wanted to make fun of this rubbish Yong Er, didn't feel that the current atmosphere was a little weird. He thought in his heart that it would be best to let this bastard pee on the bed later, and see him next time He even dared to make trouble for himself everywhere with his teeth and claws.

But before he waited too long, he suddenly felt a slippery hand trembling and covering the back of his hand. When Yong Jinnian obviously turned his head in a daze, he saw Yong Jincheng with red eyes and tears streaming down his face. Looking at him pleadingly, he said softly,

"...Please...I want...I want to go to the toilet..."

At that moment, Yong Jinnian was stunned. After a while, he saw that Yong Er was peeing his pants really quickly, so he quickly stood up and carried the useless guy in his arms to the bathroom in the ward, just waiting to help him. After taking off his pants and listening to him crying and urinating while standing in front of him, Yong Jinnian cursed angrily and impatiently,

"Cry for your ancestors, hurry up."

"Well... yes... I'm sorry..."

In fact, I don't really want to cry, but Yong Er, who burst into tears because he was too uncomfortable, looked a little pitiful. He trembled for a long time and didn't pull up his pants. Seeing this, Yong Jinnian could only frown and go to help My trash brother in his twenties who can't even wear pants puts on his pants properly, and then hugged the kid and sent him back to the hospital bed.

It's just that after doing all of this, Yong Jinnian himself felt quite boring. He might as well find a place to relax and decompress by guarding this bastard all night to make troubles. But thinking about it like this, he didn't respond. His eyes became more and more wary of him. Yong Er, with no expression on his face, took out a cigarette and bit it, then said to him coldly,

"I'm leaving, why do you want to press the emergency bell next to you and ask someone to help you, I don't have time to serve you here, trash."

After saying this, the expressionless man left the ward directly, and watched his tall and handsome back disappear, and the young man who was lying motionless on the bed finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he bowed his head and wanted to cry after a while Without tears, he looked at his own pair of roots that were broken from the inside even though they were humanoid and could walk around... Oh no, the legs finally covered their eyes and wailed weakly and helplessly.

"What should I do... someone hurry up and save me... I want to go back to the soil... help..."

……

"...It's not whole. It's pure natural, pollution-free and pure green. It should also make you feel safe to eat. Want to try it now?"

As soon as Wen Ying's words came out of his mouth, many details of the relationship between the two of them last night flooded into his mind again. Jiang Shanglu's body, which is extremely addictive as long as he tastes anything, can't stand the stimulation at all. Wen Ying's slow tone As soon as I said it, I felt my spine soften.

However, his usually moody face will definitely not immediately show this kind of desire from the bottom of his heart to make the young people look at the jokes. Hearing this, he only slowly leaned back on the passenger seat, and then he was a man with a very interesting gesture. Under the gaze of the young man, he raised his hand and unbuttoned the two clothes buttons, then tilted his head and raised the corners of his mouth with eyes showing some unclear emotions, and said,

"You said it, then go home quickly, so that I can inspect the goods."

Hearing what he said, Wen Ying's brows and eyes softened, but on the way home, he kept driving well and didn't touch the man around him, but seeing that he seemed a little tired, Wen Ying said casually, you Take off your coat first and sleep next to me for a while.

Jiang Shangluen didn't refuse, and wanted to take off his windbreaker coat and throw it into the back seat, but when his hand touched his coat pocket, he suddenly remembered something, and then Uncle Jiang with a strange expression ignored the young man's eyes Looking at him with suspicious eyes, he took out a transparent black net stocking package, and then casually took out Wen Ying, who was frowning, to look at it and said with a smile,

"Suddenly I found that I still have this on me. I wanted to take it out and throw it away."

"...Where did it come from?" Wen Ying, who recognized what it was, looked a little ugly.

"A little girl gave it to me just now. I don't know her...or I should keep it."

As Jiang Shanglu said, he unwrapped the package and began to study it with a half-smile. Wen Ying felt a little sulky when he saw this kind of thing that clearly revealed a strong sexual suggestion, and suddenly he didn't want to talk to the old man beside him who seemed to be quite interesting. up.

As a result, Jiang Shanglu saw that he did not say a word, and lowered his head in a viciously happy manner. After throwing the disassembled suspenders and stockings on the back seat, he rubbed the back of his neck with his fingers. She smiled sheepishly and said,

"Go back and wear it for you to see, what a waste to just throw away."

Accompanied by his mischievous flirting words, Wen Ying's body immediately stiffened. He has never been a person who likes to play tricks, but Jiang Shanglu always seems so blatant and shameless when he talks and does things sometimes.

Fortunately, he only showed this side to himself in private. Usually, in the eyes of outsiders, he is still the gloomy and cold Dong Jiang who is not easy to mess with.

Wen Ying was sometimes quite happy to be teased by him in such a way, but he forcibly suppressed the idea of ​​giving him some color now, Major Wen with a serious expression looked at Uncle Jiang who was trying to make trouble for him, and said nothing. The specific look in his eyes has accurately conveyed what he really meant.

"Okay... go back and change into your favorite pajamas."

Uncle Jiang's ability to read people's hearts began to work again. Even though Major Wen said nothing with a blank face, he still took the initiative to answer the words for him. Wen Ying, who was waiting for the traffic lights, heard more. It's red, but his pretending to be calm was finally completely broken after he got home.

When taking a bath, two people went in together today, because they had just entered the period of love and various physical reasons, so before both parties could take off their clothes, the two of them got entangled in the bathtub.

Wen Ying was afraid that Jiang Shanglu's neck would be uncomfortable due to the edge of the bathtub, so she hugged him and sat on her body, pinched his chin and kissed him from the front, and Jiang Shanglu, who was eager to pollinate the flowers at night, was also very devoted Hugging the thin but not weak shoulders of the young man, he finally bent down to give Wen Ying a hug for a while.

The more arrogant and conceited a person does this kind of behavior, the more indescribable it is. Wen Ying, who was stunned for a while, didn't want to do this. He patted his cheek and frowned, thinking Tell him to get up and stop doing this, but Jiang Shanglu, whose eyes were flushed, only looked up at him with a smile, and there were only such words in his throat except for the suffocating sound of swallowing.

"It's okay, I'm willing."

This short sentence is a bit sour for no reason. No matter how gentle Wen Ying wants to make Jiang Shanglu not treat him like that, the man is still willing to put his dignity in the dirt in pursuit of Wen Ying. .

This way of loving a man whose mental state is obviously not right may be too much for ordinary people, but Wen Ying only feels that the more he understands his heart, the less he can break free from such a crazy but desperate love.

And thinking in this way, he didn't forcefully push away Jiang Shanglu who was cuddling with him. After waiting for a while, Jiang Shanglu who raised his head finally pointed to the corner of his pursed mouth to indicate that he was going to rinse his mouth. The head did not speak, the two stood up and washed briefly together before walking out of the bathroom.

The moment of being alone at night is very beautiful and moving. Of course, Uncle Jiang, who is wearing Wen Ying's favorite dark red pajamas with the neckline slightly open, looks even more moving.

At this moment, they were sitting by Jiang Shanglu's desk. There were many Jiang's official documents scattered on the desk. Wen Ying, whose hair was still wet, was wearing black pajamas, leaning on the office chair and looking at Jiang Shanglu expressionlessly. On the desk, he lifted up the hem of his pajamas with great interest to reveal his legs, and under Wen Ying's gaze, he put the black suspenders on his toes and pulled them up little by little against the skin.

The skin of the pampered man has always been delicate and pale. Because he has been taking sedative drugs for a long time in the past, the hormone secretion is disordered. The color of his hair and eyebrows is very light, and there is not much residual pigment on his body.

So, accompanied by the stronger scent of flowers secreted by his body due to the change in the relationship between the two of them, Wen Ying, who was inexplicably touched, also slowly raised his hand to hold his leg wrapped in sexy stockings, and then through the ambiguous black Cloth gently lowered his head and kissed the heel of his leg.

The young man's kiss was very hot but also very comfortable. When Jiang Shanglu was kissed by him like this, his face gradually turned bright. Entering the normal period, or the handsome side face of the growing young sapling, the mood inexplicably improved.

Fortunately, Wen Ying hugged his waist and slowly put him on the desk, and got the most intuitive feedback when he wanted to untie his pajamas. As soon as he moved, he suddenly heard Jiang Shanglu humming in a good mood.

He didn't stop and continued with the movement of his hands, took the time to raise his head and glanced at Wen Ying with a strange expression, but when he found that Uncle Jiang, who had his eyes closed and the corners of his mouth raised, didn't seem to realize it, he was suddenly stunned Living.

The flowers are humming a lingering love song.

Except for his lover, others are destined not to understand.

And Wen Ying, who came back to his senses for a while, somehow felt the corners of his mouth turn up because of his cute appearance, but Comrade Xiao Sapling, who has always been reserved, finally just pretended that he hadn't heard anything, and worked hard. He hugged his uncle Jiang on the table, bloomed flowers on each bed, and quietly listened to the song Jiang Shanglu hummed unconsciously in his ears for two hours in the sultry pollen smell of the room.

After the lingering rhyme was almost over, the two people who were in a relaxed state of mind talked about things on the bed in the bedroom, and after Jiang Shanglu lay on the pillow and asked Wen Ying to take out the diary in the bedside cabinet to look at it for himself, then With her eyes closed, she thoughtfully said something to Wen Ying who was flipping through the diary.

Jiang Shanglu: "Is the sugar palm tree in Xiangmanyuan lost?"

Wen Ying: "Well, how do you know?"

Jiang Shanglu: "I originally wanted to help Shu Hua with a business deal, but now it has been disrupted by Lao Yong's younger brother. Yong Jinnian said that he saw with his own eyes that the female ghost whose face was rotten was hit by him with a car and ran away. Later, I I went to check again in the afternoon, and found that the tree on the mountain was also gone, so is that female ghost the sugar palm tree?"

Wen Ying: "...As far as I know, no, that female ghost should be another fugitive I'm chasing now."

Jiang Shanglu: "...En? Where did the sugar palm tree on the mountain go... Can I get it back and put it back in the soil? I have lost so much of my initial investment, and I am looking for someone to spread the fake news of land speculation everywhere. It also costs money..."

Wen Ying: “……………………………”

It can be regarded as knowing that the rumors about the feng shui treasure land that were completely nonsense were spread by some innocent ghost who was looking for trouble, and the corners of Wen Ying's mouth twitched as he lowered his head and continued to read the diary. He really wanted to teach himself a lesson. A cunning old man who solves a case and causes trouble.

But seeing Jiang Shanglu staring at him with reddened eyes and laughing, his rich eyes were full of seductive luster, Major Wen could not wrong him at all, his heart gradually drifted away, and he could only frowned for a while. He pursed his lips and replied in a serious tone of assurance,

"As soon as I find him, I'll grab him and insert him back into the field."

"Oh, then it's settled, it depends on our family, Major Wen..."

After the bastard Uncle Jiang shamelessly blew the wind on the major's pillow, he smiled lowly and lay back on the pillow to continue thinking about things. Seeing this, Wen Ying was really helpless with him, so he rubbed him slowly At the same time, I roughly read Father Jiang's diary.

In addition to the fact that Jiang Shanglu had actually committed suicide in the hospital because of mental problems, which he had vaguely guessed before, the other contents also made him a little uneasy. Looking at Jiang Shanglu next to him, he said lightly,

"The old man surnamed Xiao that your father mentioned... is probably my grandfather, Xiao Ao."

"kindness?"

Because of Wen Ying's words, his eyes changed slightly. Jiang Shanglu rarely heard that his family was mentioned by Ying, but because Wen Ying's identity had always been very mysterious, he had no way to find out in private, and now that it was mentioned Wen Ying also took the initiative to confess to him without any worries,

"More than ten years ago, there was no one other than Xiao Xiao who had the ability to help your family figure out this method and avoid the government's investigation. He has lived all over the country. Walking around and making so many friends, it's not out of the question that you'll get to know your dad."

"Where is that other person now?"

"... He has been dead for many years. He never gave up on the excavation plan of Zongzan Tiankeng all his life, but he was buried there in the end."

There is not much sadness and depression in Wen Ying's tone when she said this, maybe it has been a long time, and it is meaningless to recall the sad mood back then, and after thinking about it for a while, Wen Ying is still Regarding the contents of the diary, he frowned again and looked at the silent Jiang Shangludao,

"I don't want to hide it from you, so it's better to tell you directly about this matter. To some extent, your experience of more than ten years is caused by him alone. If you want to blame him, or blame me, I will I don't have any comments..."

"...Without your grandfather, I would have died a long time ago. What position do I have to blame him or even blame you?"

"But you..."

"I've never blamed anyone, whether it's my parents, my eldest brother or anyone else, everyone has their own hardships... It's been more than ten years, even if I have hated it, I can't remember it clearly. Now I just want to live a good life, what I said is true."

He smiled at Wen Ying with the corner of his mouth pulled. When Jiang Shanglu said this, he really did not bring any negative emotions. Wen Ying stared at him for a long time without saying a word. After a long time, he shifted his eyes and nodded, then slowly returned. sentence.

"Well, next time I go to visit his grave, I'll thank him face to face... and help you scold him."

Wen Ying's rare joking tone slowed down Jiang Shanglu's mood. He really didn't expect that the old man surnamed Xiao would be Wen Ying's grandfather. There will be gaps that cannot be resolved.

And after chatting for a few more words, Wen Ying suddenly took the initiative to bring the topic to the investigation of the recent case of Zhizhi Office, and Jiang Shanglu listened to what he had roughly said to himself, and only sat down from a lazily lying state. Get up, look at Wen Ying and smile.

"Are you asking me for advice now?"

"Well, I want to hear what you think."

"Ah... According to what you said, then your grandfather's old friend really wanted to use you. He has such a high status, but he came to you alone. This means that either there is something in you that he wants, or He thinks your grandfather left something on you that he wanted to get..."

"You are still young, and he has never expressed his intention to cultivate you before. It must be that your grandfather has something good for him to think about. You should go to the place you think is possible and look for it. When the time comes It can be used as a bargaining chip if you really turn your face... As for the linden tree, regardless of the others, first find an opportunity to lure him out with your friends, and after you control it, you can directly contact me. Poppy neurotoxin is harmful to any creature. Paralyzing effect, I will let him honestly tell you what you want to know..."

"In addition, be careful when explaining work to your subordinates during this period. Although they usually have a good relationship with you, they may also take sides due to position issues at critical times. It's better to believe in yourself, don't you think?"

Jiang Shanglu's words are thoughtful and careful. In the first half of his life, due to the excellent education of his parents, he has developed excellent handling ability, which has given him clear insight in many things, which is more important than that of Wen Ying, who is still a little younger. More thorough and calmer.

And after he mentioned it, he also realized that Liu Changqing paid more attention to himself because Wen Ying, the queen of his grandfather, also figured out many problems that he hadn't solved before, so after thinking for a while, he still He said seriously to Jiang Shanglu beside him.

"Thank you, this is indeed a very useful suggestion for me now."

And seeing him so serious that he wanted to make a summary report for himself on the spot, Jiang Shanglu, who had already lay down again, couldn't hold back his joy at first, and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile for a long time and said,

"... Let me just ask, when did two people sleeping in the same bed talk so politely?"

"...Then don't thank me, turn off the lights and go to bed."

After being teased for a while, Major Wen turned off the light with a straight face and turned off the light. After lying down, the two naturally leaned against each other.

Placing his right hand on his head, Jiang Shanglu, who was lying flat at the moment, rubbed the young man's feet under the blanket with the back of his feet in the dark, and Wen Ying also let him use his cold feet all year round to lean against himself to keep warm. Recalling the one thing mentioned in Jiang's father's diary that made him worry the most, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Those people who tried to find you and claimed to be government agents, I don't know who they are."

"Well, it's okay, I'll check it out later."

Jiang Shanglu slowly replied a little sleepily.

"If this kind of thing happens again, I will definitely protect you."

Wen Ying's voice sounded very serious.

"……it is good."

Because of Wen Ying's assurance, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up. Jiang Shanglu, who was already on the verge of a dream, leaned on the young man's arms with a little bit of energy, and murmured for a long time before replying,

"I believe you."