There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

These words passed into Jiang Zhiye's ears like a superficial touch.

He paused, and couldn't help pinching the knuckles of the porcelain cup with a little more strength, his breathing rhythm was slightly disordered, and he almost thought that he had heard it wrong just now.

What is he saying...is this ok?

Jiang Zhiye looked over and saw that Xie Wen had already walked to the door of the piano making room, as if the promised words were just casually said by him in a good mood.

"If you want to live here, go and change your wet clothes first, don't catch a cold."

Xie Wen opened the glass door, turned around and looked at Jiang Zhiye who was still sitting there in a daze, and knocked lightly on the door: "Follow."

A great sense of joy poured into Jiang Zhiye's heart, all thanks to the severe weather change tonight, he drank the hot water in the cup in one gulp, and followed Xie Wen upstairs.

Xie Wen's small building also has four floors. For the convenience of living, the top two floors were specially transformed into a livable duplex. Usually only he and Zhuo Yiming live here.

The living room on the third floor is adjacent to the floor-to-ceiling windows with a wide view. The perspective here is facing the ecological park next to Huaxie Avenue. You can see the lush woods and lakes. Looking far away, you can see the high-rise buildings and giant buildings in the downtown CBD. electronic screen.

I thought the violinist's decoration style would be a bit of abstract art, but after looking around, Jiang Zhiye didn't see anything related to Xie Wen's work except for a retro gramophone placed next to the LCD TV.

The layout here is reasonable and warm, even the carpet is sky blue, which will make people feel peaceful.

Jiang Zhiye borrowed the bathroom at home to take a hot bath, Xie Wen closed the bedroom window, took a quilt from the top of the closet and abducted him to the guest room.

Except for Meng Shu and Xian Lu, few people visit Xie Wen's home. These two people usually come to sit for a while, and then go back to their home at night. Therefore, the guest rooms on the two floors are empty and the door is not often opened.

Xie Wen simply tidied up the bed and carefully checked whether there were any missing items in the room.

On the other side, Jiang Zhiye had already come out of the bathroom under the damp steam.

Xie Wen's bathroom is installed next to his bedroom and cloakroom. I don't know if it's a psychological effect. Jiang Zhiye feels that after taking a bath, he has completely reached a harmonious and wonderful adaptation with Xie Wen's home.

He looked in the mirror at the clothes he had put on, and there was also a clean and warm smell on them, which was the one he smelled when he was close to Xie Wen, which made people feel soft-hearted.

Having nothing to do, Jiang Zhiye wandered around Xie Wen's bedroom twice. The style here is also low-key, but has a unique sense of design, although the soft quilt is also dark gray, the same as his home.

But Jiang Zhiye firmly believed that Xie Wen's bed must be better than his own.

He continued to walk around the room with his long legs, restraining his curiosity, and sat at the desk beside him, waiting for Xie Wen to come back.

After about ten minutes, there was a sudden knock on the door.The voice seemed timid, slower and slower every time.

Before Jiang Zhiye could speak, the door opened by itself.

"Brother, it's very late now, why don't we close the shop and go to sleep..." Zhuo Yiming's voice came asking.

The tail is slightly raised, with a hint of coquettishness.

In the past, this voice might just hit Jiang Zhiye's heart, making him agree directly without even thinking about it.

However, the words "let's close the shop and go to bed" typed into Jiang Zhiye's mind, which made him frowned almost immediately.

Inexplicably a little angry, he licked his palate, and a hint of predation flashed in his eyes.

What do you mean, Zhuo Yiming usually talks to Xie Wen like this?

It's fine if it's just talking, but he has seen Zhuo Yiming touching Xie Wen more than once, either throwing himself into his arms or holding his arm, and looking at him with such obvious eyes every time.

Do you really think you can't see it?

Jiang Zhiye bent his knuckles and tapped on the table lightly.

Oh, he suddenly remembered that when he and Zhuo Yiming met for the first time, it was also because of this brat that he quarreled with Xie Wen.

Although she shed spineless tears in front of her face, what she said was still about Xie Wen, so she almost didn't express her heart directly.

Jiang Zhiye felt a little annoyed, and touched the position of his pocket.

His expression froze for a moment, and then he remembered that the clothes belonged to Xie Wen, and there was no smoke in them.

At this time, Zhuo Yiming spoke again.

"Brother, what are you doing in there? I—"

He pushed open the door and was about to continue talking when he glanced at the man sitting on the chair in front of the desk with his legs crossed, but he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Zhuo Yiming turned pale, looked at Jiang Zhiye, and said in an unsteady voice: "Why, why is it you..."

"Why are you in your brother's room, still wearing his clothes." Why don't you leave?

He stood at the door of the room, clenched his hands unconsciously, and his eyes were a little red.

Let Jiang Zhiye read some hatred.

The man wears a white loose long-sleeved upper body covered with a beige pullover sweater, and a pair of light brown slacks on the lower body. It looks like the style Xie Wen often wears.

The height difference between the two of them is not too much, and they usually pay attention to their body exercises. Xie Wen's clothes are on Jiang Zhiye's body, and the size is just right.

Just after taking a shower, the ends of his hair were still wet, and the fine black hair was half-dried, which made him look less sharp, and he looked good to talk.

But Zhuo Yiming didn't believe it.

He looked at Jiang Zhiye, his heart was tumbling, and he wished he could go up and fight him.

No wonder Meng Shu told him to stay away from Jiang Zhiye.This kind of person is playful and lustful, and the only thing that falls into his hands is to be abandoned if he gets tired of playing with him.

Jiang Zhiye fell in love with his brother, right?

Zhuo Yiming stared at him angrily, and asked, "Say it!"

"Answer my question, why do you wear brother's clothes."

"Is this also a question?"

Jiang Zhiye raised his eyelids and glanced at him, showing a malicious smile: "That's what you think."

"We are going to rest," Zhuo Yiming pointed at the door, "You can go."

"Are you instigating me?" Jiang Zhiye's peach-blossom eyes seemed to be filled with ice, and he said disdainfully, "You want me to go unless your brother asks."

Could it be that his brother really asked him to stay.

Zhuo Yiming's heart was about to break into pieces, he wanted to find Xie Wen now, and begged him to drive Jiang Zhiye away, how could such a bad guy deserve to stand with his brother.

But since he quarreled with Xie Wen last time, he vowed secretly that he would listen to his brother, become more well-behaved, more lovable, and stop making any unreasonable demands.

"I don't agree," Zhuo Yiming said through gritted teeth, "As long as I'm here, you won't be able to get close to him."

Jiang Zhiye was not in the mood to play with children, but Zhuo Yiming's possessiveness was really annoying.

He asked in a deep voice: "What position do you want to stand to talk to me like this? Who are you to him?"

Jealous, who would not eat.

Jiang Zhiye didn't want to be merciful to any possible or confirmed rival in love, he looked at Zhuo Yiming provocatively, and said, "Think about your identity before you speak, you can only be his—brother."

Zhuo Yiming was completely irritated by him, walked up in three steps at a time, and grabbed Jiang Zhiye's collar.

He seemed to forget that the man in front of him was the president of the Jiang Group, a big man he could never afford to mess with.

"Xiao Ming, let go."

Xie Wen's cold and pleasant voice brought back Zhuo Yiming's rationality in time. He stood outside the door with a frown, holding a glass of water and a box of cold medicine in his hand. It was obvious what he wanted to do.

"Brother." Zhuo Yiming let go of Jiang Zhiye's collar in a second, and threw himself into Xie Wen's arms with obvious grievances on his face.

Xie Wen originally wanted to say something to him, but when he saw this, he sighed lightly and said, "Did he bully you?"

Not far away, Jiang Zhiye's expression darkened when he heard it.

What does it mean that a crying child has candy to eat? Look, look, this is a vivid and bloody example.Zhuo Yiming just called his brother a few words, Xie Wen's temper softened, and he had nothing to say.

At this moment, Jiang Zhiye suddenly opened up a new way of thinking about life. In the past, he felt that the little lovers in the past were cute when they acted like a baby occasionally, but now he began to doubt his past self.

How could such an obvious little trick not be seen? ?

Jiang Zhiye suppressed the unknown anger and displeasure in his heart, and secretly envied Zhuo Yiming's good life.

Not to mention the fact that this kid is close to the water, he can flirt with Xie Wen as he pleases.And him?Obviously, like Zhuo Yiming, he can't solve all problems by calling out brother and acting like a baby.

Reason and face can't make Jiang Zhiye do such a thing.

Xie Wen, who was standing outside the door, didn't know the quarrel between the two of them. He looked at Zhuo Yiming's fluffy hair and thought he was afraid, so he hesitated and asked again.

"He bullied you, just tell me," Xie Wen thought, "shall I teach him a lesson for you?"

Jiang Zhiye's dark eyes swept over to him.

Zhuo Yiming, nestled in Xie Wen's arms, remained motionless, the corners of his lips pursed, and he fell into deep frustration.

What kind of ecstasy soup did Jiang Zhiye give his brother these days to make the two of them have such a good relationship.

On the surface, Xie Wen was indeed venting his anger for him, but the approach and position in his tone could not deceive anyone.

Xie Wen might force Jiang Zhiye to apologize to him, but that was because Jiang Zhiye allowed Xie Wen to do so, and Xie Wen was willing to trust him.

In short, Xie Wen's heart can no longer be completely on himself.

Realizing this, Zhuo Yiming couldn't control his emotions a little bit, he didn't get angry, he just said: "I'm going to sleep."

Then he headed back to his bedroom.

There was a muffled knock at the door.

Xie Wen and Jiang Zhiye glanced at each other, walked forward slowly, and put down the water cup and medicine box, with obvious concerns in their voices.

"I'll go and see Xiao Ming first."

Jiang Zhiye laughed back in anger.

He had never seen such a soft-hearted Xie Wen, and he didn't usually treat him like this.

Taking advantage of his long legs, Jiang Zhiye quickly stepped forward to stop Xie Wen, grabbed his forearm with one hand, and closed the door with the other.

Xie Wen looked at Jiang Zhiye who was leaning against the door, and asked, "What is this for?"

"Don't go."

Jiang Zhiye has never been used to others: "How old is he, he has already gone to college, and you still treat him like a child?"

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