his cat

Xin Shichuan closed his eyes, coughed several times, took the mobile phone on the table, and made excuses: "Ming Yang, I have something to do in the evening, so I won't eat...well, let's get in touch later."

While talking, Xin Shichuan stood up, shook the phone in his hand, turned around and left.He didn't want to stay in this place for half a second, so he explained everything to Ming Yang himself, so as not to open his mouth and make trouble.

Seeing this, Mingyang was about to stand up, Jiang Chongnian took the boy's hand and sat in his arms, the light in his eyes didn't know whether it was helplessness or something else.

"Ming Yang, when did you sleep with him and whispered?" There was no hint of teasing in the tone, even the hand holding Ming Yang was loosened.

Ming Yang realized later that he had made a mistake, but in such a tense atmosphere, he couldn't help swallowing, stared at Jiang Chongnian for a while, lowered his head, and confessed honestly, "Three times..."

Jiang Chongnian nodded in his heart and stood up. He didn't want to continue this topic at all, and said directly: "I'll go to the study to deal with something."

"Mr. Jiang." Ming Yang quickly raised his hand but found nothing, and shouted again anxiously.The other party took big steps, Ming Yang pinched his hand, an inexplicable sense of loss emerged in his heart, it was the first time that Mr. Jiang left him and left...

Ming Yang leaned against the back of the sofa with his head up, his nose sore, and tears welled up in his eyes instantly.From the silent tears at the beginning to the uncontrollable sobs in the end.He rolled himself into a ball and nestled on the sofa under the flower stand.

When he was a meow star, once Ming Yang was wronged, he would immediately hide under the covers and wait for the wronged to fade away.

At that time, no one would coax him, so he could digest it by himself.

It's different now, Mr. Jiang is always doting on him, and Ming Yang can't bear the slightest grievance.

The phone jingled for a while, Ming Yang didn't want to move at first, but was afraid that Mr. Jiang was calling, so he touched the phone and answered it.

"Well, can you explain yourself clearly?"

It turned out to be Xin Shichuan, and Ming Yang said with tears in his eyes, "I seem to have screwed up, brother Chuan...Mr. Jiang left just now..."

"How did you explain it to him?" Xin Shichuan drove halfway up the mountain, and it would be self-defeating to turn back.Ming Yang has a slow temper, he is not stupid, but his mouth is stupid.

Ming Yang wiped away tears while repeating the conversation just now.

Xin Shichuan squeezed the steering wheel tightly, wishing he was Ming Yang, and said directly: "How can you say that we slept together and whispered, what does it make him think. I know what you want to express is to hold your mobile phone and call me in sleep, But Jiang Chongnian didn't know about it. The current situation is because he thinks you have something with me. People in love are petty and sensitive, and they can dissect the slightest disturbance for a long time. Ming Yang, you have to learn to watch your words and be patient before you speak, otherwise you will always It will hurt the person who loves you unintentionally, once or twice is okay, but once more times, no matter how good the relationship is, it will be tiring."

"Brother Chuan..." Ming Yang listened to each word, and gradually felt powerless.He doesn't understand, he hates that he doesn't understand, and because he realizes this, he hates himself more than ever before.

"Ming Yang, you can go to Jiang Chongnian later and talk to him clearly. He always dotes on you and won't really ignore you."

Ming Yang made a soft 'um' sound, and said thank you before hanging up the phone.He lay on the sofa for a while, then got up and walked straight to the gate without going back to the house.

A low choked sob, so light that even the wind couldn't take it away, it seemed to be full of boredom for someone.On the winding mountain road with no end in sight, in the slightly humid evening, without the sun and without waiting for the moon, the boy kept walking. No one can empathize with his pain.

"It's just a cat. How can a cat be a human... Even if it has the appearance of a human, it's still a hideously stupid monster in its bones. No one wants it, it doesn't deserve to like it, it deserves to be abandoned, it deserves to be bullied... it deserves to be alone..." Ming Yang spoke in a low voice, wiping away tears, and then wiping them away.

Jiang Zhai is located on a mountain surrounded by ginkgo trees. There are no cars along the way, let alone people, only street lamps, and a young man walking under his own shadow under the street lamps.

Looking back on all the things in the past, he couldn't find a single thing he did right, and his self-loathing became more and more intense, Ming Yang pinched his wrist hard.

He learned how to love someone clumsily, but he couldn't learn it right.Brother Chuan is right, Mr. Jiang should be tired.Ming Yang's wrist was bleeding from being pinched by himself, he couldn't understand his hatred, he opened his mouth and bit the bleeding wrist, he didn't want to let go at all.

Why is he a cat...

Ming Yang also wanted to abandon himself.

……

Jiang Chongnian was sitting in the study, the computer screen was glowing with fluorescence, his hands were on the keyboard for half an hour, and he didn't care to do anything.Feeling that the temperature has dropped, thinking about Ming Yang in his heart, he got up to see if he was still under the flower stand.Seeing that he was not there, he waited for a while, and after ten minutes, Jiang Chongnian couldn't bear it anymore and went downstairs to find someone.

After a lap, there was no one to be seen, and no one answered the phone, and found that the phone was still under the flower stand.

Jiang Chongnian went back and adjusted the garden monitor. Seeing Ming Yang coming out the gate alone, he looked sad and crying, and the people in front of the monitor also felt pain. He took a coat and immediately drove to chase.

I looked carefully all the way down the mountain, and finally caught the young boy's thin back on a slope four or five kilometers away.

"Cub," Jiang Chongnian got out of the car and ran over, helping him put on his coat, holding the young man's shoulder and worried, "Why did you come out by yourself?"

Ming Yang's eyes were red, and he was still choking up. When he saw Jiang Chongnian turn his back to him in an instant, it seemed that if he couldn't see it, he didn't exist.

Jiang Chongnian came back with his arms around his belt and hugged him tightly, rubbing the hair on the back of his head, and said distressedly: "I'm not angry, baby, don't cry, I'm not angry, and next time I'll ask Xin Shichuan to come and play at home."

Ming Yang shook his head, and said a little excitedly: "Mr. Jiang, I'm so stupid. I don't know what is good and what is bad. Every time it makes Mr. Jiang unhappy... But, I don't understand, I can't learn, I don't I know how to love someone well, I'm too stupid," Ming Yang took a breath, choking intermittently, "It's very tiring to fall in love with me, Mr. Jiang, don't fall in love with me, it's not happy at all, and I'm not happy at all. I don't like myself..." Ming Yang cried again, and the shoulders hugged by the other party trembled violently.

Jiang Chongnian kissed him on the cheek sideways, and comforted him: "Zai Zai is fine, it's fine, you can learn if you don't know how to do it, I will teach you slowly, I like you, I like you very much."

Ming Yang kept shaking his head, choking with sobs, Jiang Chongnian only felt that his shoulders and neck were hot and humid.

"It's my fault. I didn't control my emotions well. There won't be a next time, really."

Ming Yang didn't move, Jiang Chongnian just hugged him like this, and he didn't try to communicate until the person in his arms calmed down, "What were you thinking just now?"

Ming Yang withdrew from his arms and took a step back, "I'm a very bad person."

"Who said it, it's not bad at all." Jiang Chongnian took him into the car, arranged for the passenger to fasten his seat belt, and kissed him lightly on the lips without passion.

When he also got into the car, he saw Ming Yang's bleeding wrist and two rows of black and red tooth marks in a blink of an eye.His eyes stopped on the wound for a while, he sighed and did not speak after all.

Ming Yang pinched his fingers and refused to speak all the way, but occasionally looked at Jiang Chongnian secretly.

Back at the house, Ming Yang went up to the second floor, hid himself in the bed, and curled up into a ball.Jiang Chongnian came up, half lying beside him, lifted the quilt to cover him with him, "Zai Zai?"

"Ok.

Received a response, Jiang Chongnian took him into his arms, and asked gently: "Let's have a chat, shall we?"

"Not good." Ming Yang raised his chin a little bit, and looked at him with a few clusters of eyelashes that were steamy.The kitten didn't dare to scratch its paws anymore, it only dared to look at it.

Jiang Chongnian touched half of the boy's face with one hand, and kissed him again.

Ming Yang is much more vulnerable than he imagined, and he doesn't know who gave him this unreasonable sense of insecurity.Ming Chen has no parents, and Ming Yang certainly doesn't. Perhaps it is because of the lack of this most indispensable love that he is not confident.

It was not his fault that he was protected too well by his brother, and he was ignorant of worldly affairs and human feelings.

Ming Yang couldn't breathe, he gently pushed Jiang Chongnian away and hugged his waist, sticking tightly.

Because of a kiss, he only wanted Mr. Jiang again.

"They're all in country T."

Jiang Chongnian didn't understand, Ming Yang immediately added: "The three whispers were all in T country." He lowered his eyes and whispered: "The first two times because Mr. Jiang met Wen Renxiu in T country, I thought he was going to snatch you away So I called Brother Chuan for help. The last time Mr. Jiang said he didn’t like me, I felt uncomfortable and called Brother Chuan..."

The more Jiang Chongnian heard it, the more he felt that it was not what he thought. He closed his eyes and pinched the boy's face helplessly, "Zai Zai, you, you really know how to make trouble."

"Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry." Ming Yang held Jiang Chongnian's face and blinked, "I won't whisper in the future."

"It's not that I won't whisper to you, it's to remind you to always remember that you have a boyfriend, and you should think about it for me before doing things." Jiang Chongnian held his waist, raised his hand and brushed away the sleepy hair, Said: "Think about if I know, will I be jealous, will I feel uncomfortable, because in this world, besides Mingchen, I will be the one who loves you the most."

"Okay." Ming Yang leaned against him, sniffing his scent, and said in a softer voice, "But I'm not sure why Mr. Jiang will be jealous or when he will be sad..."

Jiang Chongnian hugged him to sit up, and softly discussed: "In this way, there can be no suspicion between us, just say what you have to say, don't hide it in your heart, give the other party a chance to coax, less regret and grievance. Okay?"

"Okay, tell me everything." Ming Yang listened to the words and obediently agreed.

"Then it's agreed."

"It's agreed."

Jiang Chongnian helped him disinfect his bleeding and scabbed wrist, put on two bandages, took his hand and kissed the bandages, "No matter what, next time, baby, don't pinch or bite yourself, this is also part of the agreement .”

Ming Yang waved his fingers and promised him.

Aunt Wang has something to do at home today, so she can't come to cook.Jiang Chongnian changed his clothes and decided to cook for himself, but he was followed by a little tail.

Xiaowei saw that there were pork ribs in the refrigerator. Mr. Jiang said that he could make a sweet and sour pork ribs, so he carefully learned how to do it for 10 minutes with his mobile phone.Mr. Jiang took an apron to help him wrap it up, and there was a place for Little Tail in the kitchen.

"Cold water into the pot," Ming Yang muttered as he worked, accurately counting five slices of ginger and throwing them into the pot, "five slices, plus two shallots, and two spoonfuls of cooking wine. Boil for 2 minutes and remove."

He pinched his watch seriously, Jiang Chongnian couldn't stand it anymore, and tapped his forehead to remind him: "The time doesn't have to be so precise."

Ming Yang looked up at him and shook his head, "I'll make the exact same one as the one in the picture for Mr. Jiang to eat."

"Precise attitude, very good." Jiang Chongnian supported the bar with one hand and put his hand on his hips, watching the young man counting the time and cooking with interest.

When the time came, Ming Yang quickly turned off the fire, took out the pork ribs, washed them in cold water and put them aside, then slowly moved them to the seasoning area to make sweet and sour sauce.

Jiang Chongnian found it interesting, so he followed him, and after a while, he came back and moved a chair to sit next to him to watch him operate.

Ming Yang noticed that Mr. Jiang had been following him, stopped his movements and asked doubtfully, "Isn't Mr. Jiang doing it?"

"Let's do it," Jiang Chongnian gestured to the pot on the stove with his chin, "I made chestnut chicken soup for Zai Zai."

Ming Yang followed suit, then concentrated on his hand, "A spoonful of cooking wine—" Ming Yang was about to pour it into the bowl, but Jiang Chongnian stopped it with sharp eyes and hands, and said with a smile: "The spoon Zai Zai used is a bit big, change it." Jiang Chongnian took a moderately sized small spoon from the disinfection cabinet and gave it to him again, "Use this."

Ming Yang took it over, carefully poured a spoonful of cooking wine, and glanced at Jiang Chongnian again. Seeing Jiang Chongnian nodding, he poured it into the porcelain bowl with confidence, "One spoonful of light soy sauce, two spoonfuls of dark soy sauce, two spoonfuls of white sugar, and three spoonfuls of mature vinegar." Ming Yang stirred it with a spoon.

When frying rock sugar with oil, the oil splashed badly.Ming Yang didn't dare to get close to the frying pan, so he asked Mr. Jiang for help while holding a wooden spatula.Jiang Chongnian helped him fry for a while, and when the oil was gone, Ming Yang took back the sovereignty,

In the early stage, the Mingyang fire was turned on, and the finished product came out black and shiny.Ming Yang sat at the dining table, carefully compared with the phone, and said slightly disappointed: "Mr. Jiang, what I did seems to be different from the picture."

It's more than different, the paste is very thorough, the middle and upper class in the dark cuisine.

Jiang Chongnian held back his smile and used chopsticks to pull it twice, encouraging him: "It's already very good to make this for the first time. The first time I did it, the meat was burnt."

"Really?" Ming Yang was dubious, looked at his sweet and sour pork ribs and commented honestly: "I don't have any appetite at all, and I can't even tell that it is a sweet and sour pork ribs, like... a plate of fried poria cocos paste..."

Jiang Chongnian smiled and put a piece in his mouth, spat out the charred bone and chewed it as usual, nodded and commented, "It's edible."

It's edible, but not delicious, Ming Yang gradually lost his mind, he picked up a piece, Jiang Chongnian couldn't stop him from stuffing it into his mouth, and within a few seconds he frowned and spit it out.

"It's hard, it's hard."

Jiang Chongnian hurriedly handed him a glass of water.In fact, this sweet and sour pork ribs is not only bitter, but also very salty.Jiang Chongnian was willing to eat it mainly because he was afraid that it would hurt the young boy's heart if he spit it out.

"I don't like cooking the most." Ming Yang drank half a glass of water, and Lai Lai laid down on the dining table.

Jiang Chongnian sat next to him from the opposite side, put his arms around the boy and lay down with him, and said with a smile: "With Aunt Wang here, Zai Zai doesn't have to cook it by himself. Even if Aunt Wang is not here, I will make it for Zai Zai. Don't be angry. "

Ming Yang shook his head, looked up at him, and said aggrievedly, "But I'm feeling depressed right now."

"Then what can we do?"

Ming Yang moved a little closer, and said with a suppressed smile, "A cup of milk tea is fine."

"It's agreed to have one cup a week," Jiang Chongnian laughed, took out his phone and compromised: "Okay, let's make an exception for Zai Zai's sake. Let's see which cup we have today...."

Ming Yang leaned over to take a look, ticked off the pictures row by row, and saw the unchecked one, blurted out, "Blay Crispy Milk Fu!"

Jiang Chongnian placed the order in front of him, and Ming Yang jumped up when he saw the merchant accepting the order, hugging Mr. Jiang and kissing him several times.

"Are you in the mood to eat now?" Jiang Chongnian pinched his face and tilted his head to look at him.

The young man picked up a spoon to scoop up the chicken soup and drank it, and praised it without hesitation: "It smells so good!"