The male god taught me to attack him

After returning home, Jiang Putao saw Jiang Tingyan waiting in the living room.

Jiang Tingyan shook the phone, frowning slightly:

"Pao, why are you back so late? You don't even answer the phone."

Jiang Putao quickly took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and saw that there were several missed calls on it, she was a little embarrassed:

"Mute the volume during class. I forgot to turn on the bell after school."

Jiang Tingyan nodded, his lips moved slightly, as if he still wanted to ask.

He carefully looked up and down his younger brother's expression, and finally did not continue to ask the bottom line.

Jiang Putao came back so late, the biggest possibility is that she went out with Feng Yu.

Jiang Tingyan withdrew his gaze and continued to read the book in front of him, but the uneasiness in his heart never disappeared.

There is no way to talk about this matter with Jiang's parents, and there is no way to talk about it.

From several phone calls between Mother Jiang and Jiang Tingyan, Jiang Tingyan noticed that her parents seemed to have a good impression of Feng Yu, and besides... Feng Yu was already Jiang Putao's apparent boyfriend.

Even if he feels uneasy, how can he tell his family?

Said that Jiang Putao's boyfriend is a mental patient who once lived in a mental hospital?This is not a reason to stop them from being together... What's more, his younger brother Jiang Putao is very special.

Compared with Feng Yu, Jiang Tingyan cared more about the patient who had just obtained a recovery certificate and was discharged from the hospital some time ago.

This patient had some entanglements with Feng Yu in the materials, and in his several dictations, he had an extraordinary attachment to Feng Yu. This person who has come to their city but has been missing is Jiang Ting Inkstone is the main object of worry and defense.

But this object is nowhere to be seen now, and it is impossible for Jiang Tingyan to restrict Jiang Putuo's freedom. He is in the important stage of the third year of high school, and Jiang Tingyan can only stay at home as long as possible. By the way...see you Feng Yu.

The first thing Jiang Putao did when he got home was to take a shower. Although he didn't stay in Li Baihui's clinic for a long time, he just felt uncomfortable, as if he was covered with many invisible bacteria.

After washing for a long time, he didn't come out of the bathroom until the surface of his skin was slightly hot. With wet hair and a towel covering his head, he sat at the desk, lowered his head and took out his homework book, staring at the pages of the homework book with his dark eyes. I looked at a certain point for a long time without writing.

The water droplets on the hair dripped down along the ends of the hair, and after a while, a water stain formed on the homework book.

Jiang Putao realized it later, and stretched out her hand to wipe it, but it wiped out the handwriting that had been written before, and a lot of ink was stained on her hand.

He froze for a moment, raised his hand to look at the black ink stained on it, and there was no light in his lacquer-like eyes.

Those crowded and chaotic small animal carcasses in black plastic bags kept flashing in his mind.

His hand stained with black ink slowly opened, his fingers grasped in the void, as if he wanted to grab something, but he didn't know what it was.

For more than ten years, under the expectations and worries of the Jiang family, he has grown into the appearance they like, but now Jiang Putao really wants to do something... that does not meet the expectations of his family.

Whenever he wanted to completely indulge himself, Feng Yu's green eyes would appear in his mind again, those green eyes looked at him fixedly, as if they were saying to him:

"Ginger Grape, no."

Jiang Putao's thin white fingers finally slowly clenched into a fist. His hand doesn't have much strength, but it can do... there are many things.

Early the next morning, Jiang Putao rarely woke up early on Sunday.

He was supposed to go to Feng Yu's house to review on Sunday, but because Jiang Tingyan was going to take him and Feng Yu to dinner today, Jiang Putao was fine in the morning.

He didn't get up after waking up, and lay on the bed in a daze. From time to time, he chatted with Feng Yu on WeChat about some unnutritive things, and he didn't get up from the bed until noon, and went out with Jiang Tingyan to the agreed place.

This was the first official meeting between Feng Yu and Jiang Tingyan.

On the way there, Jiang Putao was a little silent, Jiang Tingyan glanced at Jiang Putao from time to time, thinking that Jiang Putao was afraid that he would embarrass Feng Yu.

"I won't do anything to Feng Yu." Jiang Tingyan said.

Jiang Putao came back to her senses with a dazed look on her face, apparently not paying attention to what Jiang Tingyan said.

Jiang Tingyan frowned slightly, and realized that his guess was wrong. Jiang Putao was obviously abnormal, but the abnormality was not because of Feng Yu.

He didn't ask any more questions, he just drove silently, and waited until he arrived at the hot pot restaurant he had made an appointment with before calling Jiang Putao to get off the car.

Jiang Putao's expression was normal this time, her eyes were looking out of the car window expectantly, through the car window she saw Feng Yu who was already waiting at the door of the hot pot restaurant, and she seemed eager to unbuckle her seat belt.

Opening the car door, Jiang Putao ran towards Feng Yu.

He thought wildly all night, but he couldn't tell anyone that he missed Feng Yu very much at this moment.

Feng Yu opened his arms to catch Jiang Putao who was rushing forward, and regardless of Jiang Tingyan who was walking behind, he hugged Jiang Putao tightly and stroked his back.

Even though Jiang Putao's expression was normal, Feng Yu felt something was wrong instantly.

"What happened?" Feng Yu asked, his expression was cold, and his tone could not be called warm, but the concern in his green eyes was very obvious.

Jiang Putao buried her cheek in Feng Yu's chest and rubbed it vigorously until static electricity was generated on her forehead. Then she backed away a little, but still stayed in Feng Yu's arms.

"I miss you."

Feng Yu was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed Jiang Putao's eyes.

Jiang Tingyan, who had already walked over, paused slightly, his eyes behind the glasses were slightly sharp when looking at Feng Yu.

Feng Yu also raised his head, his green eyes met Jiang Tingyan's lightly, and neither of them backed down.

Jiang Tingyan looked at Feng Yu, and a wave of suspicion arose in his heart. Looking at Feng Yu's appearance, he seemed to know Jiang Putao very well...but he didn't know how much he knew, how much he knew.

A group of people went in, and Jiang Putao seemed to really just come to eat hot pot, and took the heavy responsibility of ordering food alone.

Feng Yu and Jiang Tingyan sat on either side of Jiang Putao, their eyes met from time to time, like a fight without gunpowder.

Jiang Tingyan didn't have a bad impression of Feng Yu, but he just didn't want to give Feng Yu a good look.

Feng Yu wasn't dissatisfied with Jiang Putao's elder brother, but the two of them might not be able to get along with each other because of their natural aura.

On the other hand, Jiang Putao didn't seem to notice anything, ordered delicious food according to Feng Yu and Jiang Tingyan's preferences, and divided the tableware between them.

Although he didn't show it on the surface, he was thinking of other things in his heart.

After dinner, he planned to go to Li Baihui's psychological clinic again. This time... he was going to solve all the things that needed to be solved.

The three of them sat together, but they had three different thoughts.

During the meal, Jiang Putuo ate with a dull head, and brought food to Feng Yu from time to time. This time, Jiang Tingyan, an older brother, did not get this kind of treatment.

He didn't seem to care about it on the surface, he just tested Feng Yu a few words from time to time.

"Are you in the same class as Putao?" Jiang Tingyan flew over with a sharp look.

Feng Yu lightly ate the fat sheep fed with ginger grapes:

"Same class, and at the same table."

Jiang Tingyan boiled a piece of fat sheep himself and ate it.

"Do you know much about psychology?" Jiang Tingyan asked again.

Feng Yu took the ice water Jiang Taotao handed over, bowed his head and took a sip.

"I don't understand."

Jiang Tingyan opened a can of Coke by himself, and took a sip expressionlessly.

"So are you interested in that?" he asked another question.

"Not interested." Feng Yu answered decisively, without avoiding Jiang Tingyan's gaze.

Jiang Tingyan took a deep breath, feeling that Feng Yu was as difficult as Jiang Putao when he was a child.

Jiang Putao suddenly raised her head and smiled at Jiang Tingyan at this moment, the corners of her mouth were curled up, her lips were flushed from eating a lot of spicy food, and her black eyes seemed to be soaked in water, clean and bright.

"Brother, eat quickly." Jiang Putao urged.

Jiang Tingyan paused, looked away and did not press Feng Yu again.

Feng Yu looked normal, not like a patient at all, but many mental patients were normal when they were not sick.

Jiang Tingyan knew that he shouldn't be overly suspicious, but he still couldn't believe that Feng Yu was normal.

Besides, with Li Baihui's lessons learned...he still thinks that it is more likely that Feng Yu pretends to be normal.

Even if Feng Yu was admitted to Mains Mental Hospital after being misdiagnosed, and what happened to him in that hellish mental hospital...it is impossible for him to be a normal person after he comes out.

Jiang Tingyan didn't believe that Feng Yu had such strong self-control and psychological endurance. He looked at it from the perspective of an ordinary person.

But he knew that his younger brother Jiang Putao obviously didn't think so, or he didn't care if Feng Yu was a normal person.

Jiang Tingyan couldn't believe that when Jiang Putao borrowed the information from the Maines Mental Hospital from him, he didn't realize that the child named "Feng" on it was Feng Yu.

For this meal, Jiang Tingyan didn't find out anything, and ate very depressed.

Jiang Putao and Feng Yu ate quite happily, especially Jiang Putao, whose belly was so round.

He touched his stomach, and took Feng Yu's hand over to touch it together, then secretly whispered something in Feng Yu's ear, and a smile appeared on Feng Yu's lips.

Jiang Tingyan, who was obviously excluded, looked away expressionlessly, got up and went to the front desk to pay the bill, like a payer.

After dinner, Feng Yu planned to take Jiang Putao back to the small villa.

Jiang Putao rejected Feng Yu, saying that he and Jiang Tingyan still had something to say.

Feng Yu glanced at Jiang Tingyan and said nothing else.

Jiang Putao seemed to be separated from Feng Yu for many years, she hugged Feng Yu reluctantly and rubbed it again and again, but was torn apart by Jiang Tingyan and stuffed into the car.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Putao opened the car window, poked her head out, and nodded her mouth towards Feng Yu.

"Feng Yu, kiss me, okay?"

Just as Jiang Tingyan sat in the driver's seat, when he heard this, he slammed the car door very hard, and there was a "bang", except for himself, Jiang Putao and Feng Yu didn't care at all.

Feng Yu narrowed his green eyes, bent over to Jiang Putao's lips, and lightly bit her lips.

"See you tomorrow."

Ginger Grape smiled happily:

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Tingyan had already driven the car out.

Jiang Putao sat down, glanced at her brother, giggled twice, and then looked out the car window.

After the car drove a certain distance, Jiang Putao suddenly yelled:

"Brother, stop! Stop!"

Jiang Tingyan was startled, looked around, looked for a place to park, frowned and asked him:

"what happened?"

Jiang Putao didn't answer, but just asked Jiang Tingyan to wait for him for a while, and then got out of the car.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Tingyan frowned as she watched Jiang Putao run into a certain electronics store.

He always felt that Jiang Putao's behavior today was a bit strange, as if... was hiding something.

After a while, Jiang Putao came back, carrying a small bag.

He got in the car, opened the small bag, took out the small box inside and opened it, then put the contents of the box on his wrist, and shook his wrist at his brother.

"Brother, look, does it look good?"

Jiang Tingyan looked at the childish Pikachu electronic watch hesitantly, and asked:

"what is this?"

Jiang Putao narrowed her eyes with a smile:

"Little genius phone watch! It's amazing! There are so many functions!"

As he spoke, he fiddled with it twice and showed it to his brother:

"Look! It's still recording!"

Jiang Tingyan pursed her lips and drove home without saying a word.

Feng Yu seemed to have spoiled his younger brother... well, even more childish, and still so playful.

The car was parked in Jiang's garage, Jiang Putao got out of the car, looked around, licked his mouth, and said:

"Brother, you go back first, I want to buy some ice cream."

Jiang Tingyan nodded without any objection, and left on his own.

Jiang Putao didn't lie, he did go to the store and bought two ice creams, and walked slowly to Li Baihui's clinic while eating.

Standing outside Li Baihui's clinic, he unpacked the second ice cream.

It was the time when the sun was at its strongest, and the sun shone goldenly on Jiang Putao's body. He raised his hand to block it, and his black eyes had a strange, opaque blackness under the sun.

He ate the last ice cream slowly, feeling the sweetness in his mouth, licked the cream stains from the corners of his lips with the tip of his tongue, looked at the transparent glass door, and walked slowly.

In one of his trouser pockets, there were a few crisp crashing sounds as he walked, and there was an anesthetic syringe that had been prepared a long time ago.

Li Baihui was drinking tea in the reception room, when he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he turned his head and saw Jiang Putao, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

He never expected that Jiang Putao would take the initiative to come over so quickly, and immediately stood up to meet her.

"Little classmate, why are you here?"

Jiang Putao raised her hand and fiddled with the wind chime on the glass door, her eyes glanced over the wind chime, and her tone was a little casual:

"I'm bored, come and have a look."

His eyes slowly fixed on Li Baihui, his eyes were dark and opaque, but the smile on his lips was a little cute:

"Hi, uncle."

The author has something to say: Jiang Putao: [pointing to the Pikachu on Xiaotiancai's phone watch] Look at this Pikachu, how cute it is!

Jiang Tingyan: ...

Feng Yu: Very cute [referring to Ginger Grape].

感谢在2021-09-1619:32:01~2021-09-1719:39:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: fusooo1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 39 bottles of Ergouwuer; 38 bottles of Luo; 5 bottles of Jiajun; 549248172 bottles;

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