old man feeding rules

"Jiang Juan walked into my life during my most painful, most frustrated and most helpless days."

Jiang Xun rubbed his bloodshot eyes, turned a few pages forward, and pushed the photo with Jiang Juan to Song Yuzhi.

"I feel that when I was a student, no one could resist the charm of a gentle and considerate senior. His company made me no longer hate loneliness, and his recognition gradually gave me the courage to live. Jiang Juan is not just for me. The benefactors who saved me from the sea of ​​suffering are the two people I would like to cherish with my whole life."

Jiang Juan in the photo is much younger than Jiang Zhu at this time, with a hint of youthful wildness but firmness in his brows and eyes.

Jiang Xun was right, such a person was indeed irresistible.

"But at that time, the society was not as open as it is now. After we confirmed the relationship, we were careful in everything we did, for fear of being seen by others. Selfish and deceitful creatures like human beings were too intolerant of aliens. Back then We don’t have the courage to go against this world, and everything we do is nothing more than a pair of good brothers in the eyes of others, so our relationship has never been vigorous, and we are content with being as plain as water.”

"You live here?"

Jiang Xun nodded and looked around, "I originally rented this house for my mother to move out of that woman's house. It's close to the public university and the transportation is very convenient. It's just that the house is a little old. I didn't expect to live in it for a year. My mother just...Jiang Juan lived here with me for a while. He was afraid that I would be too impatient to do something stupid at night, so he slept on the same bed with me. I was here and he was there. The house is thirty square meters , the bed is only 1.5 meters, two men are crowded no matter how they live, but he never said that he wants me to change places, so he guards this old house with me and guards the memories that belong to me and my mother.”

Song Yuzhi hugged him, resting his chin on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "In the future, I will stay with you, you and your mother, and you and him."

This made Jiang Xun feel warm in his heart, no matter how false or true, he felt very satisfied and at ease.

He hadn't felt so at ease in a long time, so he let Song Yuzhi rub him in his arms. After so many years, it was the first time he found that being hugged was so warm.

He was so happy that he wanted to cry.

"I've said so much about him, you won't feel bad."

The man shook his head, "You are uncomfortable, and I will be uncomfortable."

"I really couldn't bear the days when he just left. I always felt that there were too many unfinished things with him. If I could spend the rest of my life with him, it would be great. It's useless for anyone to persuade me. I also refused to cooperate with the intervention of the psychiatrist. After a period of confusion, I finally realized that Jiang Juan died as a martyr. At that time, I was not on the same level as him, and I was not from the same world. I can't see him, I don't deserve him, in order to shorten the distance between me and him, I started to go out frequently, desperately wanting to be a good policeman with due diligence, at least in this respect he has brought me good The impact has also been reflected in the eyes of outsiders."

"You've been a good cop."

"It's not like this. It's not so easy to say when the upper teeth touch the lower teeth. Although I adjusted my mentality, my physical condition still couldn't keep up. Once I dispatched the police with my master, Lao Liang, and arrested a group of people hiding in the chemical industry. The drug dealers in the factory, but the other party knew about the action plan in advance, and the grandson caught the turtle in the urn and put us together, igniting the poisonous and dangerous substances in the factory, and more than a dozen brothers were folded in it, including my master Lao Liang. I'm left alive."

Jiang Xun pulled Song Yuzhi away, rubbed back, and kept his distance from him.

"Do you think it's very dramatic, like making a movie?"

"No fictional work can express your pain and despair. To me, you are a living person with flesh and blood and emotions, not a cold name."

This sentence seemed to have entered Jiang Xun's heart, he stared blankly at Song Yuzhi, repeated the sentence in a whisper, hooked the man's neck, and kissed him lightly.

"Even if you're flattering, I've listened to it, boy, you have a sweet mouth, and I like you more and more."

"It's the truth."

"I believe."

Jiang Xun changed his posture and leaned against Song Yuzhi, feeling his vision was blurred, his head sank, and he put on the breathing mask again to breathe for a while.

"I can't tell you why he died. He was carrying out a secret mission. I don't even know the details. I just remember that when I found him, his throat was cut. The wound was not deep enough to kill him. There are also burns caused by the explosion. He was willing to get into the ambulance when he saw me, took my hand, and kept writing in my palm. I think he must have said goodbye. He knew that he would not survive, and wanted to explain the last Last words, but I can't remember what he wrote, I can only think of me hugging him and talking to him a lot..."

"Brother Punisher."

"He died in my arms. I couldn't stop him from bleeding, and I couldn't save his life. I could only watch him die. I couldn't feel anything except the slowly cooling blood on my body."

Talking about the nightmares that have plagued me for these years is indeed the best way to vent, but Jiang Xun didn't feel the pain of tearing his heart when he told it...

That's right, in nine years, no matter how deep the wound is, it should be numb. He seemed to be telling other people's stories, a little numb, and a little dazed in prison, not knowing how to take the first step to open the door of his heart.

He saw the dawn and wanted to pursue it, but he was afraid that the light would dissipate in the darkness again, leaving him alone to be swallowed by the raging tide.

He has resigned himself to his fate, and has long passed the age where he is willing to risk everything to fight for a new life. Any slight disturbance may defeat him, so he curled himself up into a hedgehog, preferring to be bitten by the sharp thorns, and rejecting others. Probing and approaching.

False, all false.Since his mother and Jiang Juan died, no one in the world will treat him sincerely.

This is also the shackles he used to imprison himself for nine years.

In the dark, he seemed to hear a crisp sound, and the chains that bound him broke.

"Get out, get out!"

He heard a familiar voice shouting hoarsely.

Looking back at the end of the darkness, it was me in the cage.

——Self nine years ago.

It turned out that at that time, he also thought about asking his future self for help... So now, has he let his past self down?

Mellow warmth enveloped his whole body, he subconsciously grasped that warm hand, tightening it tighter.

"……No!"

"Brother Punisher?"

"I didn't, let myself down."

Song Yuzhi cut off his inextricable connection with the past with a long and gentle kiss. At this moment, Jiang Xun finally took the step he had been planning for nine years.

The sun is warm and the spring breeze is still there.

This world is not as bad as he imagined.

... At least there are still people who are willing to work hard for him. If he misses it, maybe he will never be able to get out of the heart filled with Jiang Juan in his life.

He thought: "It's been nine years, it's time for someone to move in. Here..." He looked at the old house, then touched his beating heart, "...and here."

"Song Yuzhi."

"I'm here."

"Song Yuzhi."

"I am here."

"Song Yuzhi, don't let me down."

Song Yuzhi kissed his slightly trembling lips, "I swear, I will not let you down."

"If you dare to forgive me, I will kill you. I am a pauper and a desperado with nothing to lose. I will do what I say!"

Song Yu only encloses his earlobe, bites hard, the pain makes him frown, and then whispers in his ear: "I will do what I say."

With such a good atmosphere, it would be a pity not to do something. Jiang Xun was wondering whether to strike while the iron was hot, so that their relationship would heat up quickly, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Song Yuzhi was stunned, but Jiang Xun sighed, patted the person on top of him, "Go and open the door, the person I called."

Song Yuzhi was suspicious in his heart, and vaguely guessed that Jiang Xun's vacant house could not stop hiding here because he might have a premonition that it was not safe. To be on the safe side, he was very cautious when he opened the door, but the people standing outside the door surprised him.

"Boss Wen?"

"You are... Young Master Song?"

The person who came to visit was Wen Zheng, that's right, both of them were startled, and soon Song Yuzhi noticed that the other party was holding a little girl, her little face was flushed from the cold, it must be Pengpeng.

"Come in, it's cold outside."

Pengpeng and Song Yuzhi got along well, before he used excuses to take little girls out to play, buy snacks and give gifts when Jiang Xun's house was not leaving, adult women couldn't help but a handsome guy with a good face and a good figure was so attentive, Pengpeng If you are a few years older and understand things, maybe you will be tempted.

Now she is closer to Song Yuzhi than to Jiang Xun. As soon as she entered the door, she opened her small hands to hug him. Jiang Xun, who came out of the bedroom, immediately darkened his face, turned his head away and ignored him.

"Hey little ancestor, why are you angry with me again? How did I offend you again? Tell me, can I give you a chance to please you?"

Jiang Xun went to pinch Pengpeng's face, but the little guy didn't like his tricks, Jiang Xun moved closer, she switched sides and avoided, tried several times but couldn't coax him well, but Jiang Xun was too tired to do what he wanted, so he could only Panting heavily, she fell on the sofa, "Okay, don't hold her, you don't feel... tired, Wen Zheng, you too, come and sit for a while... Are you tired, take a rest... all sit down Take a break..."

Wen Zheng saw that Jiang Xun's appearance was not normal, and reached out to pull him, but the movement stopped halfway.

One is because he found red and swollen hives on the back of Jiang Xun's bare hands exposed outside his pajamas, and the other is because he remembered all the things that happened in this house. Bringing a man who has nothing to do with his past, the doorway here is not easy for outsiders like myself to guess, be more cautious, it is better to control yourself.

Song Yuzhi hugged Pengpeng on the sofa, turned around and went back to the room to get the oxygen bag. Taking advantage of his absence, Wen Zheng asked in a low voice: "Jiang Dong, this is..."

Jiang Xunming knew what he wanted to ask, so he just kept screwing with him, pretending that he didn't understand, "It's okay, I have a little illness, and I accidentally got allergic to penicillin, and I got a rash all over my body, which made you laugh, and it will be gone in two days." It's okay, nothing happened, don't worry."

"Jiang Dong..."

At this time Song Yuzhi came back, so he couldn't ask any more questions, and asked again following Jiang Xun's words: "Why are you allergic, you have always been very careful, it shouldn't be negligence."

Seeing Song Yuzhi for the first time, Wen Zheng guessed that this matter must not be that simple. It is rare for Jiang Xun to reply to him a message throughout the year, but this time he took the initiative to call him, which shows the seriousness of the matter.

He glanced at Song Yuzhi, met his guilty eyes, and immediately took it back.He has no position to blame the other party, he does more mistakes than squinting quietly - this kind of attitude is also an important reason why he can occupy a high position at a young age.

Jiang Xun sat with Pengpeng on his lap, watching the little girl reluctantly climbed to Song Yuzhi's side, not sticking to him at all, somewhat helpless, and ended this embarrassing topic, "Wen Zheng, you and Xiaoyuzi knows?"

Wen Zheng laughed and said: "Why don't you know each other? The Song family and the Jiang family are family friends, and they still maintain a close cooperative relationship. I used to meet with Young Master Song at receptions, but we didn't say a few words. Today It can be regarded as a formal acquaintance." He took out a black and white simple style business card, and handed it to Song Yuzhi respectfully, "Young Master Song should know me, so I won't introduce myself much, please take care of me in the future."

"Mr. Wen, you are being polite. You are the president of the Jiang Corporation, and you are one of the young entrepreneurs with the best breath. I should learn more from you."

Jiang Xun has always hated the hypocritical routines of businessmen, and he didn't intend to let them have a deeper understanding of each other's future development plans for the family business, so he brought the topic back.

"You can leave the routine to the wine table and say, I haven't been feeling well for the past two days, and my physical strength and energy are limited. I have to explain the matter while I am awake. Don't mind. Wen Zheng, actually I came to you today for a reason. I want to ask you something."

"Jiang Dong, you are too polite. It is my duty to do things for you, and I will definitely do my best."

This made Jiang Xun thief feel embarrassed, and touched his reddened ears, "Don't call me Jiang Dong, I don't like people calling me that, it's too alienated, just call me by my name, if I really can't call 'Jiang Ge' It's also possible."

Wen Zheng glanced at Song Yuzhi scruples, but the other party did not give an effective response, so he had to compromise, "Okay, Brother Jiang."

Speaking of it, Jiang Xun is indeed a little older than him, the key is that he is too young, and the two of them rarely meet each other, Wen Zheng always has the illusion that he is older.

"This matter is actually not your responsibility. If you feel embarrassed, you can refuse me. I will find another way. There are many things that have happened recently. I have been admitted to the hospital two or three times by myself. People I know have been tricked, and I don’t feel at ease in my heart, no matter how uncomfortable, no matter how reluctant I am, I have to be cruel...Wen Zheng, help me send Pengpeng away."

As soon as the words came out, everyone was silent, only Peng Peng, who didn't understand what he was about to face, was playing with an orange bigger than his face, and soon told Jiang about his anger. Forgot, crawled on his lap and rolled around like a baby.

Thinking that such a warm life of brother and sister would come to an end, Jiang Xun felt very sad, patted Pengpeng with a wry smile, untied her messy rope, and helped her braid her pigtails.

Girls are born to love beauty, and Pengpeng likes Jiang Xun to comb her hair the most. Every time, uncles and aunts touch her head and praise something. She can't understand, but she can feel kindness. For this, Jiang Xun practices With the skills of braiding hair with one hand, he braided a braid in two or three strokes that is not messy or messy when he sleeps at night.

"After sleeping, it will be your favorite curly hair. Children can't perm their hair, but it's still okay. Sleep with brother tonight, and brother will make delicious food for you tomorrow, okay?"

Pengpeng couldn't understand any words, but he could feel that Jiang Xun was very sad and helpless now.

She tilted her head and looked at him for a long time, clasping her little hands together, a little uneasy.

Song Yuzhi frowned and said nothing, and Wen Zheng sighed silently.

Suddenly, Peng Peng moved, and she grabbed Jiang Xun with her warm little hand, shook it slightly, and then, under the gaze of everyone, she actively opened her arms and hugged her brother.

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~