female!
Jiang Cheng looked thoughtfully at Tang Nian who was biting his spoon.
Tang Nian's lips were cherry red, delicate and delicate, like flowers waiting to bloom.
He bit the spoon and ate the rice in small bites, as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world.
Jiang Cheng watched him eating, and couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart. He felt his heartbeat speed up, and his eyes followed Tang Nian's spoon involuntarily, watching him slowly finish a bowl of rice, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
This scene seemed to be fixed in Jiang Cheng's mind, making him unable to forget it for a long time.
"Why don't you speak?" Tang Nian spoke directly with his mouth full of rice, which made Jiang Cheng quickly look away.
Disgusting scenery!
"Eat well."
"Does Nun really have a type that he likes? Do you want me to introduce him to you?"
"Shut your stinky mouth!" Tang Nian looked at Jiang Cheng and chuckled. Even Jiang Cheng looked confused, "Don't stare at me and laugh. You look like a ghost. You're so ugly."
"You can also curse! Even the college bully can curse!" Tang Nian disagreed, "The college bully also curses, just a little bit."
"Leave me alone." Jiang Cheng said harshly.
"Eh..." Tang Nian pursed his lips, put all the food into his mouth, and returned to bed without saying a word.
"Are you a pig?" Jiang Cheng's angry voice came to his ears.
"Don't you know if I am a pig? It's all your fault, right?"
Jiang Cheng also calmed down and thought for a moment. It was indeed his fault.
"Come here and apply the medicine."
"Do you want to kill me?" Tang Nian just looked at the ceiling blankly. Jiang Cheng's hand holding the potion was stunned. "At first, I did think so. After all, you are in debt! You also have a bad mouth!"
"You are reluctant to let me die? I still have to thank you, young master!"
"..."
Jiang Cheng sat quietly by the bed, looking at Tang Nian's stubborn profile, and couldn't help but feel a surge of complicated emotions in his heart. He carefully raised his hand and gently pushed away the broken hair from Tang Nian's forehead, revealing the red and swollen wound.
He sighed softly and gently applied the potion in his hand to the wound. Tang Nian's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't resist and just endured it silently.
Jiang Cheng's fingers were long and warm. He gently stroked Tang Nian's wounds, as if soothing the wounds in his heart. The potion spread between the two of them, with a bitter taste.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still. Jiang Cheng's heartbeat rang in his ears, intertwined with Tang Nian's heavy breathing. Their eyes met in the air, with an indescribable tacit understanding and affection.
"It might hurt a little, just bear with it."
In memory: Tang Nian should be afraid of pain.
"I got it, I'm not a child." Tang Nian whispered, a touch of coldness slowly penetrated into his eyes, and the cold feeling filled his head. Tang Nian kept blinking, and the eye drops kept running towards his cheeks.
"Don't blink." Jiang Cheng's tone was a little cold.
"If I don't blink, will it be possible for me to keep my eyes open?"
Tang Nian slowly recovered his vision, and the scene in front of him gradually became clearer. He saw Jiang Cheng's focused eyes, the potion bottle in his hand, and his long and warm fingers. All this made him feel an indescribable peace of mind and warmth.
He turned his head slightly and saw the bright sunshine outside the window, and he couldn't help but feel grateful in his heart. He knew that all this was because of Jiang Cheng. It was Jiang Cheng who saved him, it was Jiang Cheng who applied medicine to him, and it was Jiang Cheng who made him feel an unprecedented warmth and peace of mind.
Tang Nian couldn't help but feel a surge of complicated emotions in his heart, but his eyes were clearly caused by him!
"Didn't you say it would take a week to heal?" Tang Nian immediately got up from the bed. Jiang Cheng thought he was leaving, while Tang Nian looked at the stereoscope in the bedroom.
"Mad, why am I so ugly?"
"Why are these shorts so ugly? There are only two holes in them. Brother, can these be your clothes?"
I don't know if Jiang Cheng is too sensitive, but Tang Nian's reaction is not like a normal person at all.
"Tang Nian." Jiang Cheng's tone was serious.
"Why should I call you Master?" Tang Nian looked at Jiang Cheng speechlessly. His eyelashes were still wet and there seemed to be some tears on his face.
"Are you leaving?"
"Why, why don't you go and stay the night with you? My mother urged me to go back and say hello to grandma for me."
"Okay..." Jiang Cheng choked up a little, and Tang Nian took the phone next to him, "Do you have a coat? Lend it to me, and I'll return it to you after cleaning it."
"In the cupboard."
Jiang Cheng just stayed there quietly, listening to Tang Nian's chirping complaints. The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding and did not mention what happened yesterday.
"Let's go!" Tang Nian hesitated when he opened the door, and the arc of his smile gradually became stiff.
Perhaps, after leaving here, he will have no contact with Jiang Cheng.
As long as he follows the original plan and stops contacting Su Qingyue, no, or he can speed up the acquaintance between Su Qingyue and Lin Xingyue.
So, Jiangcheng...
He will live very well in such a world.
Nor will I lose my job, lose my grandma, and end up depressed.
"Jiang Cheng, let's pretend that nothing happened yesterday." Tang Nian's tone was soft, and he sighed with relief, "Just leave your phone number with me. This is the first time I have asked someone to leave your phone number. What’s the number? You’re lucky!”
"Tang Nian."
Jiang Cheng stood up and approached Tang Nian step by step until he hugged him tightly. Tang Nian's body stiffened for a moment, and then he leaned gently on Jiang Cheng's shoulder.
In this quiet moment, the heartbeats of the two people were intertwined, as if they were telling an indescribable emotion. Outside the window, the sun shines on the window, leaving mottled shadows. Jiang Cheng's breath brushed against Tang Nian's ears, carrying a gentle power.
"Tang Nian, remember this hug." Jiang Cheng's voice was low and firm, "This is the beginning between us and the promise between us."
Tang Nian closed his eyes, feeling the temperature and atmosphere of Jiangcheng, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
"Tang Nian, I'm sorry... I didn't want to leave you a phone number because you were so annoying." Jiang Cheng seemed to be joking. When Tang Nian wanted to look at his face, Jiang Cheng had already turned away quickly.
"If you want to leave, just leave."
Really annoying.
He hated this feeling the most.
"Don't cry, Jiang Cheng." Tang Nian said as he pushed the door open and ran out of Jiang Cheng's residential building quickly.
Who knows how scared he is of Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng stood silently on the balcony, looking far away in the direction where Tang Nian disappeared. There was an indescribable feeling in his heart, which was loss, regret, or deep helplessness.
The corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and a glistening tear shone faintly in the sunlight. He gently raised his hand, trying to wipe away the tears, but found that his hands were trembling.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng felt unprecedentedly lonely and helpless.
"See you again, little lion!"
