Chapter 947

"I have a lover."

After Song Nan's tomb finished, he kicked off the stool and left. Song Yi stared at his back and gradually disappeared around the corner and in his own sight.

I'll see you later.

She thinks so.

But certainly not now.

Today, Song Nan's tomb was worried. He was waiting for jiangbeize to call him and ask when he would come back, but he didn't wait all afternoon. He went to the shopping mall for a walk. When he came out, he found that he had several strings of ice sugar gourds in his hand and some snacks that jiangbeize liked.

How do you like ice sugar gourd?

I don't see him in New York.

He admitted that he thought about it and wanted to go back. When he didn't have a home before, even if song Yikai called him a hundred times, he would not go back. He would just hang out with some brothers, drink, play billiards and ride motorcycles. He would never go back before 10 o'clock.

Now with the pillow man, the ideas have changed, the brothers around him have disappeared, the circle of communication has faded, and gradually he is the only one left.

The tomb of the Southern Song Dynasty went back with wild thoughts.

See the door is open, the light of the porch is also open, the light and shadow of yellow and green reflect a trace on the wall.

Jiangbeize has long been back, squatting under the flower stand in the living room, teasing a little dog.

A purebred little golden retriever with brown hair and a small dog.

The dog Song Nan's tomb looks familiar to him. He has seen Yuli in jiangbeiyuan's family before. The dog looks like the big dog.

"Whose dog?"

Song Nan's tomb was changing shoes at the porch. Dangerlang began to say that it was still him who took the initiative to find the step.

"My second brother's, Yuli's." Jiangbeize didn't look up, didn't look at the tomb in the south of the Song Dynasty, and didn't stand out from the shallow voice.

So it is.

The tomb in the south of Song Dynasty was originally angry, but now it can't let it out.

"You like it. Can't I buy you the best?"

"The dog's life is not noble or humble. When Yuli died, she left only these three dogs. The one I want is Chang'an."

Song Nan's tomb didn't care whether he was in Chang'an or not. He walked over with his slippers and picked up the dog on the ground.

I don't know if I can support myself.

"The dog is so ugly. I'll take it back tomorrow and buy you a new one at the pet hospital!"

"I don't."

Jiangbeize is very strong this time. He grabs the dog in his arms and holds it like a baby.

The tomb in the south of Song Dynasty was completely burning. It's a long time since Zhongjiang Beize attacked him like this.

"Are you finished? Don't you forget your second brother? "

"Well, yes."

And Yeah?

Song Nan's tomb was so angry that he wanted to smash the wall. He thought he could push it half, so he simply admitted that his heart, like a shot fired by someone, was just facing the point of the heart.

"Jiangbeize, how did you promise me when I was good?"

What did you promise him?

Promise him, I will be loyal to you in the future, and the rest will not enter my eyes.

Promise him that you will make money later, I will cook, live together and take care of each other.

Jiangbeize kept his head down.

"You ask me if I forget. I'm telling the truth. You're still angry, but the truth is that I like my second brother for so many years. How can I say that I don't like him?"

"So I still like it now?"

"Ang, I'll go back today, my second brother will cook for me, my second brother is still like that, nothing has changed, my second brother --"

is it over?!

Song Nan's tomb directly grabbed him by the collar and pulled him to his side.

"What is Laozi special? Your spare tire

“……” Jiang Beize said, "in recent years, you have been kind to me. In my eyes, I am moved. Maybe I am not familiar with the place of life, so I rely on you very much. Is this feeling love? You say it is good. Anyway, we are together."

"Then I'll be vile. I want you to be so spoiled!"

The tomb in the south of Song Dynasty was so angry that his eyes were red and his hands were loosened. Jiangbeize's center of gravity was unsteady and he stepped back two steps. He looked at the tomb in the south of Song Dynasty without expression.

"Did I make you vile? If you don't come to me, I won't be sorry or moved to be with you! "

Because of guilt? Because of moving?

He may not know how many years these words hurt people. His tomb in the south of Song Dynasty is a wanderer. He was injured by blood. It hasn't been many years.

Maybe it was a mistake to find him at the beginning. It was a mistake to start with the saying "I love you forever"!

No, from the moment he saw him, it was a joke!

Four years later, I thought that we could be more mature. In his eyes, love is not a joke, but in his eyes, it turns out to be the same.Song Nan's tomb turned and left.

The door slammed loudly, echoing a huge tremor, which made Chang'an in Ze Huaili, Jiangbei, tremble two times.

Little guy's watery eyes are watching jiangbeize.

Jiangbeize put the dog on the ground and squatted down to touch its soft fur.

"I'm not good at acting..."

The eyes accumulate a cloud of white mist, crystal clear and thorough, until the tears fall down one by one.

"I've pissed him off this time. He's such a proud man. I really hurt him..."

Now it's better to be injured than to hurt a circle of people later, and then hurt himself.

There are two open plastic bags in the porch. Jiangbeize walks over and sees that there are snacks he likes and several chains of ice sugar gourds in the bag.

The gourd soon became a tearful gourd. Jiangbeize ate a sugar ball, which was salty, bitter and sour It's not like ice sugar gourd at all.

In fact, he liked to eat ice sugar gourd when he was a child.

At that time, Jiang Guoteng and Pei Jinling quarreled. Jiangbeiyuan was tired of taking him out. He passed Chinatown and bought him a bunch of ice sugar gourds.

Jiangbeize remembers clearly that at that time, the string of gourds was covered with a layer of transparent sugar paper. The sugar balls were big and round one by one, and they tasted very sweet. They were seedless inside, so there was no need to worry about getting stuck in the teeth.

The reason why I remember it so clearly is that the time when I was accompanied by jiangbeiyuan was really happy and simple.

Missing doesn't mean reluctant.

Unforgettable doesn't mean you are still attached.

He knows who he likes now.

He knows who he wants to be with.

But none of these words can be said to the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty.

It's all over.

Everything fell into such a quiet.

……

Half a month.

Jiangbeize hasn't seen the tomb of Southern Song in half a month.

He hasn't come back from that day's quarrel. In the past half a month, he has been living in his own house. He is hungry for some takeout, or he doesn't eat it. Then he sleeps and cries quietly when he can't sleep. He is afraid that he will be laughed at by the dog. Then he will cover the quilt and cry in the quilt.

Chang'an has lost a lot of weight. Jiangbeize thinks it's not good. He's not happy. He's not happy with the dog. The dog is becoming thinner and thinner with him. Before he gets it back, Yannian and jiangbeiyuan provide the fat and white one.

So after half a month, jiangbeize finally went out to see off the dog at jiangbeiyuan's home.

Today Sunday, Yannian is at home, three children are at home, Yannian greets three children as "Xiaoshu".

"Chang'an baby, my mother miss you so much!"

Jiang Chunhe is the one who likes Chang'an best. When jiangbeize left, the little girl cried for a long time. Fortunately, she sent it back again. The little girl gave jiangbeize a resentful look. It seemed that she abused my dog and lost weight!

But fear that the other side is uncle, Jiang Chunhe did not dare to say.

Jiang Chunhe scares Jiang Jingming with a dog. Jiang saner pretends to calm down and locks the door.

There is no reason for Jiang san'er to be afraid of dogs.

It's amazing.

He was not bitten or frightened by the dog, but he was afraid of the dog. Yannian said that it was hereditary and inherited his father's cell afraid of the dog!

However, when the dog is lying on the ground or not barking, Jiang san'er is not afraid. He is afraid that Jiang Chun and the dog will scare him, and Jiang san'er will be honest.

"Sister in law, where is my second brother?" Jiangbeize looks around and doesn't see jiangbeiyuan.

Yannian said that jiangbeiyuan had gone to the hospital. Today, there is a big operation in the hospital, and he must be needed, because except jiangbeiyuan, the rest are timid and nobody dares to take it.

Jiangbeize didn't stay at Yannian's house for lunch. After delivering the dog, he left and said he would go to the hospital to find jiangbeiyuan.

The central hospital is very busy, and the voice of talking and hurried footsteps are endless.

Compared with those doctors who are in a hurry, jiangbeiyuan is one of them.

Jiangbeize leaned against the wall of the corridor and watched jiangbeiyuan walk out of the operating room in a white coat. Although the white coat was a little wrinkled and mottled with blood, it did not affect his cleanness.

The sun fell on jiangbeiyuan's shoulder. His shoulders were wide and his figure was long and symmetrical. He had a hand in his pocket. When he walked, the light outside ran after him and fell on his feet and his body.

Jiangbeize remembers that before going abroad, jiangbeiyuan was still a little thin. At that time, there might be a lot of pressure. Many things at home were not satisfactory. His eyebrows were dark and his eyes were tired.

Now, Dr. Jiang, who is fresh and spotless, is very attractive.

Until jiangbeiyuan saw him, the perfect pair of peach blossom eyes fell on jiangbeize, jiangbeize said hello.

He has to admit that his second brother is still excellent, brilliant, handsome and the most perfect person he has ever met.

Once I really liked it, now I really just adore it, that's all."Your sister-in-law called and said you had swollen eyes and were bitten by mosquitoes?"

Poo,,,

How can the second brother be the same as the tomb in Southern Song Dynasty.

Jiangbeize can't laugh or cry. "Second brother, can't I cry?"

"Oh."

Jiangbeiyuan is writing the case of the patient. He looks at jiangbeize lazily, and then continues to write the case in his hand. "Twenty people are crying."

Jiangbeize didn't answer.

After writing the case, jiangbeiyuan formally looked at jiangbeize. He was a little thin. There was a pen in front of his clothes. The brown red pen was not the one he had given him.

"Changed the pen?"

The voice of jiangbeiyuan is very magnetic. It's a bit more mute than jiangbeize's voice, and a ending rising has a charm.

Mentioning this, jiangbeize awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "I'm sorry, second brother, he was jealous, and then he lost it. I didn't stop him. Now I don't know where to lose it."

It was the time when jiangbeize was 18.

At that time, he had already been with the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty, and inadvertently mentioned that my second brother had given me a pen. He wished me a bright future and a lot of flowers along the way. Then the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty became hot. Without saying anything, he lost the pen sent by jiangbeiyuan and bought a brand-new pen for jiangbeize.

It's a brand from abroad. It's extremely exquisite in carving and grain. There are no flaws in the pen cover.

This is the work money that song nanmu has saved for three months and bought for jiangbeize. At that time, it was not easy to make money for his sincerity. Jiangbeize didn't care about him.

Jiangbeiyuan didn't care about it. After all, the pen he had given away for several years was someone else's thing.

"I have an operation in the afternoon. You can go to the canteen to have it yourself, or you can get money to eat out."

"Well, it's OK. Are you busy? Second brother, I just came here to have a look..."

Jiangbeize wanted to go, just turned around and saw a black figure around the corner -

next second, he turned around and hugged jiangbeiyuan's waist.

Nothing to explain, so holding, to Jiangbei yuan arms rub rub.

Song Nan's tomb, wearing a black jacket around the corner, squints at the scene. His fist creaks and he looses it.

So what is that?!

Half a month, he spent half a month calm, give him time, give him a chance, even a phone call, a message, all kinds of ways to contact him, or even scold him for not going home

There is nothing. Song Yikai is ill. He came here to buy cold medicine for song Yikai today. Unexpectedly, he saw this scene.

Good.

The figure of the tomb disappeared at the end of the corner, as if it had never appeared before.

Jiangbeiyuan pulls the youth away.

High, he long eyebrows a Yang, smile not smile, "know how to take your brother block gun?"

As expected, nothing can be concealed from his second brother.

Jiangbeize lowered his head and said, "I quarreled with him. It's a bit contradictory..."

"I don't care about your private life. I don't care. I won't do it now or in the future."

Three and a half sentences show his own attitude, but the last sentence is the key -

"next time I find someone to cooperate with you, I can't, my daughter-in-law is jealous."

Then he went back to the clinic, and jiangbeize stood there laughing.

Suddenly I thought that his second brother was so kind, so devoted and affectionate. He was a man who could make countless bees go on and on.

Such a unique sweet pastry, but he is not at all moved, not infatuated, because, he has been another person, occupy the whole heart.

People's hearts are only one. They think of the pot in a bowl with three hearts and two minds. It's scum.

Jiangbeize returns to the pavilion of waterside pavilion.

He did not come back

See that scene, normal people will have a feeling of betrayal, back is brain tease.

Now Song Nan's tomb is not there, and Chang'an has sent it away. He is the only one in his family. Jiangbeize is not hungry. He cooked some noodles at will. When he was in New York with Song Nan's tomb, they ate a pot of noodles opposite their heads. Now they are satisfied with a bowl of noodles.

After dinner, he took a pen from the tomb of Song Nan and played with it.

In fact, jiangbeize didn't give up using this pen for several times. He was afraid that it would be broken. There was a small note in it. It was the student record he wrote to him that year. The words "I love forever" were cut off by him and rolled into a strip and stuffed into the pen.

But the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty didn't know about it.

The wind outside the window is fresh and cool, which is much better than the dreariness in the room. Jiangbeize lies on the window and feels the wind with his eyes closed. In fact, if it was not for the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty, he would be lonely and die of love.

Just like the wind, blowing cold, blowing to no fixed place.

At last, he felt numb after blowing. He had to close the window, or he would suffer from a cold.Maybe it's because of the insensibility of the cold. The pen in my hand didn't hold steadily and fell down.

"Don't --"

subconsciously yelled and responded with silence.

This is on the fifth floor. Jiangbeize didn't wear his coat and went out to pick up the pen. Standing downstairs, a man in a black sports suit took the pen. It was boring.

Jiangbeize doesn't know this man. He should be from the same community This pen is mine, sir. Please give it back to me. Thank you

The man is about 30 years old. When he saw jiangbeize, his eyes lit up.

"Little suckling dog, I like it."

Jiangbeize still held out his hand. "Please give me that pen. It's very important to me."

"How to prove it's yours?"

"You can open it. There's a piece of paper with four words on it. I love you forever."

The man opened it and found a crumpled note in it.

"Well, come to the bar with me now, drink with me, drink with me, pen for you, but you will play with me tonight."

Jiangbei Ze frowned. His eyebrows were just like his face. They were pretty and not rich. The whole person's eyebrows were grandma's, clean and pure, like a student just graduated from high school.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the man took the pen into his pocket, and then turned around and left, "if you don't drink with me, you can sue me to see if the police will take care of you."

A pen. There's really no need to report it.

But the significance of this pen to jiangbeize is really very important. This is the gift he likes. He has worked hard for three months, worn his cocoon for three months, worked hard for several odd jobs and bought him.

This is a memorial, but also a time and pay that can not be measured by money.

Jiangbeize snapped at him, "which bar to go to? I'll accompany you now!"