Chapter 946

Jiangbeize is going to cry too. He has always been a very passive person. In the past two years with the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty, the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty is the backbone of his family. "Assistant Song Dynasty, I don't know..."

He is very disordered. His mind and heart are disordered. He hasn't felt powerless for a long time.

Song Yikai directly knelt in front of jiangbeize with a plop.

"I knelt for the first time. When my parents divorced, I didn't kneel for them. I'm just a younger brother. I don't ask him to be rich, I just want him to live a safe life! It's impossible for you two to live safely together. "

Jiangbeize sighed and pulled song Yikai up from the ground.

"I see I see. "

His lips wriggled and repeated this sentence. Jiangbeize knew that some things had died completely on this day.

Because of reality.

……

Muddled out of the cafe, jiangbeize received a wechat from the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty.

"Where is it?"

Song Nan's tomb sends him wechat, never using question marks. That tone is overbearing and arrogant, as if to say that if you don't tell me where you are, don't be nice at night.

Jiangbeize stood at the intersection of South Street. It was so cold that he stamped his feet. It turned out that the winter in muddy city was much colder than that in New York. He cried and said: "brother Nan, you are limited to pick me up in ten minutes, or I will freeze to death."

He doesn't know when he's trained. He can speak naturally and fluently when he's crying. It's amazing.

Jiangbeize silently copied the mobile phone back into his pocket.

Half an hour later, Song Nan's tomb arrived.

He was still a big boy, sweating, panting and standing in front of jiangbeize, bending down with his hands on his knees, but looking up at him.

"There's a traffic jam on the road. I came here, or I won't be able to pass now!"

“……”

Jiangbeize did not speak, tears have dried up and stuck on his face, his face is not good-looking, Song Nan tomb scratched his hair for a while.

"Angry?"

“……”

Jiangbeize shook his head and took a step back. The tomb of Southern Song Dynasty pulled him back.

"What are you doing hiding from me? I'm so angry."

He is coaxing him.

Jiangbeize suddenly found that he had been coaxing him for two years.

Ming and Ming are the same age, probably because Song Nan's tomb is ten centimeters higher than him. Most of the time, he asked him to follow him.

Jiangbei Ze's nose began to sour again. Song Nan's tomb moved his head, scratched him, pulled him and pinched his face.

At home, he likes to move his hands and feet on him, but there is no serious outside. Jiangbei Ze opens the hand of the tomb in Southern Song Dynasty.

"I'll have ice sugar gourd in three minutes! Otherwise I won't forgive you! "

In the street, in full view of the public, a 176 boy shouted at the top of his voice, causing the passers-by to look at this way incomprehensibly.

Song Nan's tomb was also stunned for a moment. Next second, he turned around and ran without hesitation.

Jiangbeize watched his back, tears were pouring.

It's cold today.

But the sun is dazzling.

These two points do not contradict each other.

Soon, the boy who just ran away came back with a bunch of ice sugar gourd in his hand. There was no bag in his plastic bag. He held the stick in his blue and purple hand, and his fingers were all frozen red.

"I want to buy more strings for you. I'm afraid it's over time. How about it? It's not three minutes?"

Why do you treat him so well?

In the north of the river, Ze wa cried and plunged into the arms of the tomb in the south of Song Dynasty.

Song Nan's tomb bowed its head and gave him a push. "Hello, there are people around."

"Do you care?"

"Of course I don't care. I'm afraid you care."

"I don't want to care today!"

Hold him to rub, that pair of eyes have been red, eyelashes are hanging tears, very likable.

The South Tomb of Song Dynasty stuffed the gourd into jiangbeize.

"Are you ready to eat?"

"Go home to eat!"

"Well, take me to our house!"

Our family?

Jiangbei Ze moved his lips and wanted to say something, but at last he said nothing.

Soon there was no home, but the boy across the street didn't know anything.

They took a taxi to jiangbeize's "luxury house", which is a house transferred by jiangbeiyuan under the name of jiangbeize. It's a house with three sets. The decoration is very exquisite and up to the standard. Song Nan tomb thinks it's a good house.

"The price of the water Pavilion is very expensive. My brother shouted to buy me a suite here two years ago."

"Well, actually, your brother is really nice to you."

Jiangbeize bowed his head and handed over a pair of slippers.

Song Nan's tomb didn't think so. "OK, I can't make money, so I don't want his house."Jiangbeize said nothing.

He is very lazy today. He lies lazily on the back of the tomb in Southern Song Dynasty. With his hands still on his waist, he tells him that he doesn't want to cook today.

Song Nan tomb has never cooked rice.

Not once.

It's just trouble. When it's time to make a meal, he can talk about both lists. It's better to go out at that time.

But jiangbeize, like the coquetry, has been dawdling on his back today. "Nange, make a meal, just once."

Song Nan's tomb couldn't stand him. He turned around and caught his chin.

Pro.

"You wait for me tonight."

Then he went into the kitchen.

Jiangbeize watched his happy figure, and wanted to see him so happy and arrogant, uninhibited and dissolute all the time.

"I'll wait, I'll wait all the time, but you can't wait, because our situation is different."

……

After eating, Song Nan's tomb collapsed on the sofa with a laptop, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, browsing the web.

Jiangbeize sat next to him. He was passive. He moved to get up and was pulled back by the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty.

"Sit down for me."

In New York, when he works, he likes to be with him, although he can't help anything.

Jiangbeize looked at his eyes and saw a bit of tiredness. "I'll make you a cup of tea."

Song Nan's tomb just let him go.

The tea in jiangbeize is not well brewed.

Two or three cups, mixed with the taste of tears, jiangbeize wiped his eyes several times, really should be blindfolded, so as not to spoil this good tea.

After the fifth cup, the temperature, taste and lightness are all the best. This is the end of the past.

Song Nan's tomb fell asleep.

The laptop is still on his leg, his hands are still in his arms, his eyes are closed and his mouth is slightly open.

I just knew that meeting before, and Song Nan tomb was also equipped with Sven. When I slept in front of him, I had to be afraid of three points. I was honest and honest until dawn.

For a long time, the tail of the fox came out. Sometimes he would break his mouth and grind his teeth when sleeping, but he didn't snore. Jiangbeize really couldn't stand the boy who snored.

Put the tea on the tea table, take the notebook on his leg, want to shut it down for him, move his tomb in Southern Song Dynasty and wake up, sleepy eyes are a little hazy.

"Where is this?"

"My family." Jiangbei Ze returned two words.

"Oh," said Song Nan, rubbing his eyelids. "Here I am. I haven't got a job yet."

Work?

Jiang Beize looked at the laptop in his hand and found that it was all websites that submitted resumes. He thought Song Nan tomb was busy with work.

"I don't live in the United States anymore. My job there will be no more. I have to find a new one."

Song Nan's tomb yawned. I was really tired. I was busy with Grandma's funeral. I didn't sleep well for several days.

Jiangbeize's heart is as sour as eating plum, "you don't have to fight like this."

"I don't want to fight. You should drink the West and north wind."

Then wave his hand and let him go back to the room to sleep.

Jiangbeize pulled his loose sleeve, "work slowly. You can sleep with me. I can't sleep well alone."

Song Nan's tomb was a little bit of fun and smiled, "what's the matter with you today?"

"What's the matter?"

"Too much coquetry."

"I......"

Said a word, the remaining words, jiangbeize difficult to speak.

Song Nan's tomb didn't think about it so much. Maybe it was because he liked it so much, so he trusted him very much. He only thought that the little beast was warm and gentle, but it was also good to stick people. Maybe he just returned to the muddy City, but he was not very used to it.

"Go, go to bed."

Turn off the laptop and take his neck back to the room.

Close the door.

……

"One can only see the attitude of one organ to another.

But I can't see, the attitude of one soul to another. "

Before going to bed, jiangbeize showed a sentence in Chaijing's book to the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty.

Song Nan's tomb was so trapped that he couldn't open his eyes. He lost jiangbeize's book and took his hand.

"What to do with all these useless things? Sleep."

Then he rubbed his face against jiangbeize's arms and stretched his eyebrows.

In fact, the tomb in the south of Song Dynasty is a person with no sense of security. It's full of aggression, strong and strong, and hard bones. But it's lovely to sleep against jiangbeize.

Jiangbei Ze rubbed the head of the bed and turned off the glass lamp.

Even though it was dark all around, he could still feel his tall bridge of nose, his thin eyelids and lips, and his long breath was even and close in his arms.

Song Nan tomb once said, "I hold you, I can sleep in a second."Like now.

He slept heartless, but jiangbeize couldn't sleep.

Touch his face across the air, dare not touch, afraid to wake him up, reluctant.

The man in my arms is also a tired man. It seems that he is so tired because of his own reasons.

When he woke up the next day, his posture changed. He leaned against his arms and Song Nan's tomb was stroking his eyes.

Jiangbei Ze mumbled, "what time is it?"

"More than seven, what's wrong with your eyes?"

His hands were covered with his red and swollen eyelids.

Tomorrow was fine before I went to bed yesterday.

Jiangbeize shook his head. "I don't know. Maybe he was bitten by a mosquito."

"Fart, where do mosquitoes come from in winter?"

Jiangbeize stopped talking. He leaned on the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty, held him by the waist, and called him "Nange" very softly.

At that time in New York, he begged him to call. He didn't say a word. He went back to muddy city for two days, but he called a lot.

Song Nan's tomb, with a little light in his eyes, "do you want something, say."

"No I just want to call you that. Shall we get up later today? "

"Ang, you don't have to work without a job. You can stay as long as you like."

"All my life?"

Jiangbeize seldom said such sensational words to him. All his life, it's very long-term, but it's firm and happy.

Song Nan's tomb squinted a little, and then said, "the future may not go well. I hope you believe me. We have crossed over, and we will live forever."

Jiangbeize did not give a reply.

He closed his eyes and his heart was wet as if it were raining. It was a storm and it leveled his heart.

I want to cry very much, but I can't help it. I feel very down-to-earth and happy, even for such a short time.

I think that I want to stick it all the time, and then I will live forever. Both of them are old.

But when you are with someone you love, you will live a very fast life.

……

They lingered until noon to get up. Jiangbeize said he wanted to go to jiangbeiyuan's home and see his second brother.

Song Nan's tomb nodded: "Aung, let's go together."

However, jiangbeize is very determined to go alone, not to accompany the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty.

Song Nan's tomb is choked with a breath. I can't forget his second brother or what. I think of the meekness of jiangbeize's phone call to jiangbeiyuan before. I don't get angry.

"Cheng Bei, follow you and come back early in the evening."

And he went out.

Neither of them had lunch or breakfast.

Song Nan's tomb was so hungry that he went out to call song Yikai. After all, he was in the muddy city and hadn't come back for a long time. He didn't know many people.

"Your brother is hungry. He wants your noodles."

Song Yikai at that end: "I'm not at home now. You come to the co restaurant to see me and invite you to dinner."

"Yes."

The tomb of Southern Song Dynasty passed by on foot.

Not far.

The main reason is that he didn't bring money when he went out, and there was no mobile money in his mobile phone.

Think of jiangbeize like that, hungry and angry, last night and this morning are good, at noon began to angry with him, have a good governance, or do not know who is his master!

When I arrived at the co restaurant, I didn't see song Yikai around. A girl with white skin and yellow hair by the window was greeting him.

Song Nan's tomb passed by. "Do you know me?"

The girl nodded, pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and smiled happily at the face of Song Nan's tomb. "Your brother asked me to accompany you to dinner."

Tomb of Southern Song Dynasty: "..."

Well, he knows about the causes and consequences.

Turning around to leave, the stomach gurgles, and the girl chuckles, "let's have dinner first, please."

“……” Song Nan's tomb pursed her lips, looked at the delicious food at the next table, and cleared her throat. "I owe you the money. You ask song Yikai if he wants it. I have no money."

In a word, it made the girl laugh again.

The girl had a good attitude towards him. She could see that she liked his appearance, his character and his eyes were all glued to the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty.

I ordered two pork chop meals, plus a plate of peanuts. Song Nan's tomb bowed its head and grilled rice. Nobody looked at it.

Afraid that he choked, the girl handed over a glass of water, he did not wave.

"What are you doing in such a hurry to eat? Do you want to run? Yes, my name is song you. I'll give you a surname. "

"Ang, muddy city is so big. Song is not only me and his grandson."

"Ha ha ha ha, your brother has cheated on you once, so you can hate him so much? He told me you were single and had no girlfriend. "

Song Nan's tomb hummed, "did he tell you that?"

"Yes, what happened? Do you have a girlfriend? "