Jiang Cheng stood in front of the mirror. He was wearing a white bathrobe. He had a slim figure but very obvious muscle lines.
The shoulders are broad, the waist is slender, the thighs are strong, and the muscles are looming under the bathrobe.
Her skin is fair and exudes the fragrance of shower gel, making people want to get closer.
After receiving Tang Nian's call, he hurriedly put on a shirt and coat, not noticing that it was already snowing outside.
Tang Nian stood at the door of the traffic police brigade, wearing only a thin T-shirt, which looked a little thin. His face was pale, his lips were purple from the cold, and his eyes were full of worry. Snowflakes fell on his hair, making him look like an orphan forgotten by the world.
Jiang Cheng felt nervous and hurriedly walked to him, took off his coat and put it on his shoulders. There was a hint of reproach in his voice: "Why are you wearing so little in such a cold weather?"
Tang Nian looked up at him, with a hint of warmth in his eyes: "The coat is at the bar, I forgot it!"
Jiang Cheng looked at him, feeling an inexplicable emotion well up in his heart. He stretched out his hand and immediately put it down, and the tenderness in his eyes turned into alienation.
"Where are your parents?"
Tang Nian pursed his lips, "I don't know their phone number."
It's ridiculous to say that the biological son doesn't even have his parents' phone numbers.
"Then what should you do?" Jiang Cheng's tone softened.
"If you don't come today, you will live on the street!" Tang Nian said nonchalantly. "But aren't you here? Did you come by taxi or by car?"
"bike."
Tang Nian looked at Jiang Cheng with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Bicycle? How long have you been riding in such a cold weather?"
Jiang Cheng didn't answer, just glanced at him indifferently. He thought Tang Nian would dislike him and could only ride a bicycle, but he didn't expect Tang Nian to care about him so much.
"It won't be long, let's go! I can stay with you for one night at my house."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng regretted it.
How could a pampered kid like Tang Nian look down on the "old and broken kid" where he lived?
"Let's go." Tang Nian sat on the back seat of the bicycle, "I don't know how to ride, why don't you teach me some other time? Thank you for your hard work today!"
"you…"
Don’t you have any friends?
Jiang Cheng did not say this.
Perhaps, in a real sense, Tang Nian had no friends.
On this snowy night, Tang Nian held Jiang Cheng's waist, sat on the back seat of the bicycle, and returned to Jiang Cheng's dilapidated hut through the wind and snow.
Snowflakes fell on their hair and shoulders, as if they were the purest witness between heaven and earth.
Jiang Cheng's nose turned red from the cold wind, but there was only determination in his eyes.
Tang Nian held his waist tightly, his body trembling slightly, but his bright eyes shone with warmth.
Their breath turned into wisps of white smoke in the cold air, intertwining with the falling snowflakes.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still.
The two teenagers, whose noses were red from the cold, felt each other's warmth under the baptism of the snowy night.
The cold seemed to be out of reach, but their hearts were tightly connected because of the cold.
Jiangcheng's house is located in a residential building with twists and turns. Rats and garbage can be seen everywhere.
There were a few lights scattered around, and Tang Nian suddenly braked and hit Jiang Cheng's strong back.
"Is it okay?" Jiang Cheng's voice was visibly hoarse. Tang Nian jumped out of the car and shook his head, "It's okay. Let's push the car away. It's not going to be easy."
"Um."
Jiang Cheng walked slowly on purpose, and Tang Nian would always "accidentally" mention some stones, "Little..." Just as Jiang Cheng was about to speak out, Tang Nian raised his head and chuckled again. "Hahaha, my shoes are broken."
Under the streetlight, Tang Nian's red hair stood out in the snow, like a jumping flame. Starry eyes were twinkling like little stars, and the tips of her noses that were red from the cold made people feel heartbroken.
Tang Nian's skin was fair and delicate, in sharp contrast to the surrounding snow scene. His lips are brightly colored, like a ripe cherry, tempting to taste. In this ice and snow, he is like a bright pearl, exuding a unique light.
"Jiang Cheng." Tang Nian suddenly called him, a small snowball gathered in his cold red palm, "Watch the move."
"Idiot." Jiang Cheng murmured lovingly.
Putting the bicycle aside, he held a ball of snow and started "fighting" with Tang Nian.
"Hahaha, Jiang Cheng, I haven't played in the snow yet! Ah Qiu!"
Tang Nian's smile was as bright as spring, as if all his worries disappeared at this moment. His figure jumped among the snowflakes, as if he had merged with the snow. A warm current surged in Jiang Cheng's heart, and he suddenly thought, how great it would be if time could stay at this moment.
Suddenly, Tang Nian's figure froze, his feet became unsteady, and he almost fell. Jiang Cheng quickly supported him with quick eyes and hands, "Are you okay?"
Tang Nian took advantage of Jiang Cheng's lack of attention and secretly grabbed a handful of snow, then blindly slapped him in the face.
Jiang Cheng was stunned, as if his whole body was frozen, unable to move for a moment. Snowflakes slid down his cheeks and disappeared into his collar.
Tang Nian looked at his stunned expression and couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, idiot, you didn't expect that, did you?"
Jiang Cheng wiped off the snow stains on his face and shook his head helplessly, "Go home."
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a doting smile.
"Okay! It's so cold!" Tang Nian rubbed his palms and breathed out. Jiang Cheng grabbed Tang Nian's hand, "Is it still cold?"
"Um?"
Tang Nian's brain seemed to be slow for a beat, "It's not cold, it's not cold."
Tang Nian's cheeks began to turn red, as if they had been smeared with a light layer of rouge.
His ears also turned red, as if a sign of shyness.
Jiang Cheng's heart trembled. He had never seen Tang Nian like this before. On weekdays, Tang Nian always lived his days happily with a nonchalant expression.
But now, his shyness made Jiang Cheng feel a different kind of cuteness.
Tang Nian seemed to realize his gaffe. He suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Jiang Cheng with wide eyes, "It's up to men to accept or not kiss each other."
He quickly withdrew his hands and trotted forward.
Jiang Cheng laughed softly, "Go to the right, you're running in the wrong direction."
Tang Nian's face turned even redder. He lowered his head and whispered, "I know, it's so annoying!"
Jiang Cheng's home is on the third floor. The residential building has six floors in total. Because an elevator needs to be installed on the seventh floor, the developer only built six floors.
The community is very dilapidated and the iron handrails are a little shaky.
"Be careful." Jiang Cheng turned on the flashlight on his cell phone while Tang Nian kept walking close to the wall. Jiang Cheng didn't stop until he reached the plate number "305".
If Jiang Cheng had not been with Su Qingyue, Jiang Cheng would have been a very successful surgeon in the future.
But--
Tang Nian was a little confused. If the plot was followed, Su Qingyue would cheat on her colleague Lin Xingyue within three years.
Jiang Cheng did not agree with the divorce, and even agreed with Su Qingyue's ridiculous decision to leave the certificate but not leave home.
"come in."
The cabin is not big, but very cozy.
Facing the door was a medium-sized shoe rack, which looked very neat. Jiang Cheng placed a slipper in front of Tang Nian, "Mine, wear it!"
"good."
Tang Nian's feet were not that big. In comparison, Jiang Cheng's feet seemed to be able to accommodate both of his feet.
