The beauty of the fishing department holds the script of the crematorium

Chapter 29

Meng Jiao's eyes are very deceiving. The tails of the eyes are naturally upturned, and the tops of the eyes are rounded, which neutralizes the cunning.

Jiang Yuenian looked into his eyes, took out an excuse that had been tried and tested, smiled and said, "I'm a little dizzy."

"Ah?" Meng Jiao asked as they walked and chatted, "Go and rest quickly."

Jiang Yuenian shook his head: "It's okay, I've recovered."

"That's good." Meng Jiao repeatedly confirmed that Jiang Yuenian was fine, although he felt that the other party's face was still not very good-looking.

Jiang Yuenian suppressed the messy bangs on the top of Meng Jiao's head, and said earnestly, "By the way, I haven't formally told you yet. Congratulations on winning the award. Your painting is very good."

It's okay if he doesn't say anything, but as soon as Meng Jiao talked about it, he remembered his experience of abducting a pure-hearted man as a model under the pressure before the game.Regardless of whether it was the two paintings in the preliminary round or the semi-finals, they actually had nothing to do with Jiang Yuenian at all. He rigorously filled in the loopholes with 300 taels of silver here: "Thank you too. At that time, the painting still couldn't go on. Overthrow everything and start over.”

"It's okay." Jiang Yuenian replied politely.

Then the air was silent for a brief moment.

Meng Jiao rarely felt subtle awkwardness.

How to describe his relationship with Jiang Yuenian?

A little more intimate and a little awkward.

The main reason is that Jiang Yuenian's overly jerky performance made Meng Jiao embarrassed to say directly "We are friends with benefits, let's continue to be ordinary friends in the future".

He was very satisfied with Jiang Yuenian's attitude of not entanglement and not asking for responsibility, but he felt a little guilty for the occasional greenness and patience.

wrong.

At that time, I was obsessed with ghosts.

You shouldn't be tricking the office.man.

Meng Jiao didn't dare to look into Jiang Yuenian's eyes, and stretched out his fingertips to smooth the part of Jiang Yuenian's folded collar.

Jiang Yuenian subconsciously held his fingertips.

Their movements stopped suddenly.

The touch of joints and flesh is like a switch that triggers the memories of that day.

Jiang Yuenian tilted his head and laughed in a low voice, and let go gently and slowly.

Meng Jiao quickly blinked, not knowing why his pulse beat faster when he heard the laughter.

He put his hands into his pockets calmly and naturally: "By the way, I keep this with me all the time, and I plan to return it to you when I see you."

He took out a handkerchief with something hidden, and after opening it carefully, it was a bracelet.

The bracelet that Jiang Yue used to threaten Jiang Yue to board a pirate ship when he first met Jiang Yue was also a relic of the other party's mother.

"Return it to its original owner." He held it in the palm of his hand and handed it to Jiang Yuenian.

Jiang Yuenian still had that cool and reserved look, took the bracelet, and grabbed Meng Jiao's wrist by the way.

The bracelet swayed around Meng Jiao's wrist, the blue color set off the fair skin, and there was a touch of red left by Jiang Yuenian's excessive force on Meng Jiao's wrist with his fingers.

"Teacher Jiang, it hurts a little." Meng Jiao reminded him that Jiang Yuenian's mood didn't seem right.

"Sorry." Jiang Yuenian said apologetically with dark eyes, "My mother gave it to you, please keep it."

Meng Jiao still wanted to decline.

"Follow her last wish." Jiang Yuenian said again.

Ok.

People have talked about this, so it's not easy to refuse.

At the beginning, Jiang Yuenian's mother really wanted Jiang Yuenian to fulfill the marriage contract.

It seemed that Jiang Yuenian's tone was depressed because of the mention of his dead mother, his lowered eyes were drooping, and his long eyelashes drooped straight down.

Originally, Meng Jiao wanted to make sidelines about the marriage contract, but now he can only put it aside.

It seems that we can't find the person directly, so we have to inquire first about whether the old man mentioned it to Jiang Yuenian.

He naturally turned to the next topic: "You're living again? I thought you were going to move out."

"When will you move?" Jiang Yuenian asked him back.

Some time ago, Meng Jiao went to see the precious villa that was about to be renovated: "I still need to decorate the house, I have to wait."

Jiang Yuenian said: "Me too, let's live here for now. I was just busy a while ago, so I didn't come back much."

Meng Jiao felt a little strange.

In fact, there was no need for Jiang Yuenian to come back.

But maybe the other party has some estimate of his own, and there is no need to explain it to him in detail.

"But sooner or later, we have to leave." Meng Jiao looked around the inexplicably ancient house, without any nostalgia in his heart.

The Meng family split into two small families. Living under the same roof, you can keep your head down and see you up.

While they were chatting, Meng Chu, Meng Jinyan, and Meng Yunjie were also talking in the study.

Meng Chu's condition improved a lot. Friends, family members and diehard fans around him took turns to comfort him. Meng Yunjie repeatedly assured him that Mr. Carl's matter would not implicate him, which made his mood gradually recover.

Even though there were still people scolding him on the Internet, he gradually felt relieved.

Yes, he did misunderstand Meng Jiao, but he just expressed his doubts. Could it be that the current public opinion environment cannot accommodate a voice of doubt?

And he is also very wronged. He went to Italy and got nothing. He lost the game, and the player friends he made unilaterally cut off contact with him, and there were overwhelming scolding on the Internet.

Those people who didn't know the truth and hurt the innocent man after being blinded were not necessarily right.

He leaned on Meng Jinyan's side, his breath was filled with the faint and steady fragrance of cologne from the other person's body, and his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

"You know how to act like a baby." Meng Yunjie blamed him when he saw his appearance.

Meng Chu got up and smiled and sat next to Meng Yunjie: "Then I'll act like a baby with Dad."

Meng Yunjie patted the back of his hand in relief.

"Why did Dad call us here?" Meng Chu asked.

Meng Yunjie pretended to be angry: "Why, I can't ask you to come and talk with me if I have nothing to do."

Meng Chu was anxious: "I didn't mean that."

"Okay, I'm just kidding you." Meng Yunjie's eyes wrinkled slightly, and his eyes swept over Meng Jinyan, who was smiling softly on the opposite side, "I called you here because the matter of Xiaochu had a big impact, and we need other things Divert attention."

"I'm sorry Dad, I have caused you trouble." Hearing this, Meng Chu couldn't help but pouted.

Meng Yunjie's brain circuit was exactly the same as Meng Chu's, and he said with a smile, "No, it's because those people have no brains."

"What's that?" Meng Chu asked curiously.

"We need an eye-catching happy event." Meng Yunjie paused meaningfully, "I thought about it, let your brother kiss you and get engaged."

Two voices came out at the same time, one surprised and the other surprised.

"father!"

"dad?"

It was a good idea for him to think of adoptive son and parent-child engagement.

Meng Jinyan is young and promising, and has a good reputation. As long as the news of the engagement is released, there will be a wave of stories about the two of them, and people will focus on the love of childhood sweethearts, which will also benefit Meng's image.

Public opinion is always easy to guide, he never doubted it.

"I still can't understand what you young people are thinking? You see that your brother's eyes have long been wrong." He teased Meng Chu.

After Mengchu was caught off guard at first, he slowly recalled his thoughts related to this matter.

He really likes Meng Jinyan very much. Before, he couldn't tell whether it was the admiration of relatives or the love of lovers, but Meng Jinyan coaxed him to sleep all night when he was helpless, and accompanied him no matter how busy he was at work, which gradually made him feel to the clarity of one's own feelings.

Others may abandon him, but Meng Jinyan will never leave him for the rest of his life.

"Father!" He patted the smiling Meng Yunjie shyly, the corners of his lips couldn't stop curling up, and he turned his head to observe Meng Jinyan's reaction in embarrassment, his voice weakened, "Where's brother?"

Meng Jinyan frowned, his expression was not as joyful as he imagined, the frame of the mirror slipped down to the middle of his tall nose, revealing a very pale white scar on his eyelids.

It was left by Meng Chu when he was playful and almost fell downstairs when Meng Jinyan tried to protect him from hitting the railing.

Meng Jinyan didn't smile.

did not speak.

Sitting there silently, like an outsider.

Meng Chu's heart was chilled by his brother's reaction, and he had a bad premonition for no reason.

"Jinyan?" Meng Yunjie's tone was threatening.

Meng Jinyan pursed his lips tightly, lowered his eyes and said, "I only regard Xiao Chu as my younger brother."

The smile on Meng Chu's face stopped and turned into a mask.

He stared at Meng Jinyan's handsome face with his head bowed and silent in disbelief.

Why dare not look at him?

Do you only think of him as your younger brother?

Then what was their relationship with before!

His lips were pale, and he firmly grasped the armrest of the sofa.

He finally understood that the saddest emotion was not the slander from strangers, but the hurt from the closest people.

"Father, you brought it up too hastily. We are not prepared yet, so let's forget it first." Still unable to bear the embarrassment of his sweetheart, Meng Chu managed to hold back a smile.

Meng Yunjie's eyes were heavy: "If that's the case, it's okay, I didn't think carefully."

"Sorry." Meng Jinyan's voice was dry.

"It's okay." Meng Chu smiled firmly.

Maybe the elder brother just didn't recognize his own feelings clearly, the twisted melon is not sweet, he can't force it, it's good to try to get along again.

"Okay, Xiao Chu, you go back first, I have something to talk to your brother about." Meng Yunjie lovingly stroked the top of Meng Chu's head.

"What's the matter?" Meng Chu was puzzled and had to avoid him.

Meng Yunjie said: "Business matters, you can stay if you want to hear."

"Forget it, I'll go back." Meng Chu stood up, and he was also afraid that his throat would choke and cry out on the spot, which would affect Meng Yunjie's impression of Meng Jinyan, and now he desperately needed a space to be alone to vent.

"Yeah." Meng Yunjie pushed him, "Go."

The door was locked with a "click", and the footsteps went away.

Only Meng Yunjie and Meng Jinyan were left in the room.

Neither side spoke, and fell into an eerie silence.

Until Meng Yunjie straightened up from the sofa, grabbed the golf club leaning against the wall, and slammed it hard on Meng Jinyan's head.

Meng Jinyan seemed to have expected it long ago, neither hiding nor dodging, raising his hand to wipe away the blood that was about to flow into his eyes.

Now only Meng Yunjie remained as calm as possible, but still couldn't restrain himself and revealed some rapid breathing.

Like a beast.

Meng Jinyan thought.

"Get out and kneel for two hours," Meng Yunjie said.

Meng Jinyan walked out of the room and closed the door politely.

There is an unknown corner in the garden of the Meng family, where the light is hidden and the place is narrow, just enough to accommodate one person.

Meng Yunjie wanted to punish Meng Jinyan since he was a child, and let him kneel here and think about his mistakes. Occasionally, he met Meng Yunjie who was in a better mood and could change from kneeling to standing.

But what's the difference? They both regard him as a dog.

A dog that obeys the wishes of the Meng family from birth to death.

Meng Jinyan's back was very straight, the blood pit on his forehead kept sliding down, and the blood that hadn't been wiped off seeped into his lips along his cheeks, smelling of salty rust.

It seemed that this time he was really angry. In the past, he usually hit out of sight, but now he didn't care whether he would lose his appearance, and only cared about venting his emotions.

Meng Jinyan stared at the garden indifferently while thinking.

After the summer afternoon, when the sun is at its most glaring, the light becomes lazy, and the bouquets in the bushes are wilted, and the petals suddenly drop heavily.

Raindrops are falling, it's going to rain.

The servants in the villa seem to have stepped up to put away the outdoor things.

The sky suddenly changed from warm to cool, and the cat in the corner who didn't know who went wrong was about to run around in panic, jumped on the wall and hesitated to move, and was meowed by the raindrops as big as soybeans.

Meng Jinyan squinted his eyes, finding it annoyingly weak, and feeling that he might not be as good as it, and it reminded him of the cat in the orphanage in his memory.

Being domesticated to the point of being incapacitated, it would be better to die in an orphanage like a wild cat.

"Mi."

There were very light cat-like footsteps, followed by a clear and familiar voice, Meng Jiao raised his head and looked towards the wall, "Come down."

Mao Mao and Meng Jiao are confronting each other.

Meng Jiao was still holding the camera. A few minutes ago, at Tu Ge's strong request, he planned to take a picture of the scenery outside the window and post it on the WB where the grass was about to grow. When he saw this kitten, he changed to video mode.

The kitten probably lived alone in an old woman's house not far away. Meng Jiao stroked it after getting the owner's permission. It was a small cat with pale yellow eyes.

As a result, it rained suddenly, so he hurried out with an umbrella to see if the kitten knew how to hide from the rain.

The little kitten stayed by the wall, its tail curled up, its hair was wet and sticking to its body, in a precarious posture, cautiously refusing to come down.

Meng Jiao tried to reach the umbrella as far as it could, and the rain drenched her body.

Gently imitating the sound of a cat, he also made a "meow".

Neither long nor short, neither high nor low, like a cat's natural coquettishness.

The little cat pondered for a few seconds whether it was the same kind before him, and finally jumped lightly into Meng Jiao's arms.

Meng Jiao smiled, and ran back holding an umbrella.

The sound of footsteps stepping through the puddle accidentally splashing water, and the soft soothing sound.

Meng Jinyan, who was not noticed, stared at the empty garden for a long time, inexplicably and uncontrollably, jealousy and expectations arose.

I called the neighbor's grandma and explained that the cat is temporarily stored with him, and will be sent back when the rain stops, and after winning the right of the photographer.

Meng Jiao cleaned up the cat, wrapped the kitten in a towel and recorded several videos, edited them randomly and uploaded them together to complete KPI.

Many people's mobile phones were alerted at the same time.

Jiang Yuenian clicked on the video that he paid special attention to.

Chen Hongxin, who was drinking tea nearby, looked at him several times curiously.

Does Jiang Yuenian like cats? Why did he smile when cat meows came out from his phone?

But he was not familiar with this young man, so he was embarrassed to ask, so he turned his eyes away and concentrated on drinking tea.Only when Jiang Yuenian got up to leave, he nodded slightly as a greeting.

This family is people he can't afford to offend, he belongs to the bottom of the food chain.He was relieved only when he was alone.

The next second, the door was pushed open, and Chen Hongxin was startled.

The sound of torrential rain outside the house was immediately amplified, and Meng Jinyan, who was drenched all over, walked in the door, his face pale, and the wound on his forehead was deep, no longer bleeding, and turned pale from the rain.The whole person is not as gentle and elegant as usual, showing a sense of coldness and even harshness.

After discovering Chen Hongxin, he walked up to Chen Hongxin, and a puddle of water quickly formed under his feet.

Under Chen Hongxin's stiff expression, Meng Jinyan raised a smile: "You will be able to do what I discussed with you, right? Uncle, don't worry, after you succeed, you will be able to return to the core of the Meng family."

Chen Hongxin recalled what Meng Jinyan asked him to do earlier, and his face turned pale.

He felt as if he was being watched by an evil spirit wearing a human skin, and his whole body slowly couldn't stop shaking.

The author says:

感谢在2022-06-2720:04:10~2022-06-2809:27:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Aqingjian and Yueyue 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：水月娆、挑食大王、呆毛、糯米团子10瓶；×16瓶；出其东门、人生无常5瓶；别抢我馒头2瓶；天雷副cp、生艰、三妗、百事从欢、维C乌龙奶、小宝贝呀1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!