Jiangxin Poplar

Chapter 13

Yang Yulang said before his exam that he would go abroad for a trip, and then he lost contact.

Jiang Cheng didn't know whether he went abroad for business or his body, and he didn't dare to think too much about it, but his heart was always hanging high and he couldn't let go.

Although he left, he told Jiang Cheng the password of the apartment so that he could study quietly there anytime.

Staying in his apartment, looking at everything that belongs to him, you will miss him inexplicably, flip through the books he read, sit in his seat, look at the ornaments he collected, and inadvertently sit next to the computer. Seeing his photo album in the stack of books, he hesitated to open it several times.

Soon the exam was over, Zhou Yan sent a message in the class group:

"I saw Brother Cheng coming out of the examination room with a full face of confidence, little bitches, get ready for the money, I'm going to accept red envelopes."

Classmate A: "Did you float before the results come out?"

Classmate B: "I am quite optimistic about him."

Classmate C: "I raise a dime, betting that you don't get to eat."

Classmate A: "Oh, don't be sour, let him float for a few more days."

……

After a few days, the results came out, and Jiang Cheng lived up to expectations. Not only did they all pass, but two subjects were far above the passing line.

Zhou Yan accepted the red envelopes in the group with a smirk on his face, and then chatted with Jiangcheng privately, saying that he would take him to get high, so high.

When the dog friends heard about this, although they had different expressions, they still reached an agreement to celebrate him, and planned to go to the small shop to cook some good dishes and drink a few more bottles.

But Jiang Cheng was not in the mood, and he didn't want to go anywhere. For him, this achievement had no face to celebrate, and he was a little irritable for no reason, and he couldn't tell why.

Yang Yulang hasn't come back yet, so he has been gone for almost ten days. For some reason, he hasn't contacted him since he left. He hasn't heard the news for so long. At eight strokes, occasionally when I think about it deeply, I will think of his illness, and every time I think of it, my mood will become inexplicably heavy.

At this time, An Ran contacted him to take a new set of photos, maybe Luo Ge will have news of him, so go and ask.

He has now transferred to An Ran as a full-time model. Although it is just the beginning, as long as he stands in front of the camera, there will be someone to guide him, so he has nothing to worry about, and Yang Yulang told the company to arrange the workload for him as appropriate.

After taking a group of photos, he went to the office to find Brother Luo: "Brother Luo, do you know when Brother Lang will come back?"

Brother Luo didn't stop working, and glanced at him: "Did you have something to do with him?"

Jiang Cheng nodded: "En."

"Did you call him?"

"Can't get through."

"It's strange, his mobile phone is never turned off," Luo Ge looked at him, "Maybe he was too busy to take care of it, and I don't know when he will come back, you can try calling again later."

"Okay," Jiang Cheng said helplessly, "Thank you Brother Luo!"

In the next two days, Jiang Cheng called several times, but they couldn't get through. Zhuo Hai came to play with him. Seeing that he was absent-minded, he asked Tang Yuan and Pan Jun to take him out for a meal.

Jiang Cheng was not in a good state. He only drank half of his usual amount. He couldn't hold himself up against the wall when he walked to the bathroom. He vomited a while before he regained consciousness. When he returned to the table, he didn't drink much.

A group of four people drank until the middle of the night before coming out of the food stall, seeing off their friends, and he walked on the road alone at a leisurely pace.

The moon hangs high in the night sky, and the wind blows coolly. Occasionally, migrant workers who return home from night shifts pass by, walking in a hurry and looking tired.

He stopped at a fork in the road. One side of the fork road led to his home and the other side to the apartment. He hesitated for a while, and finally took a step.

But not the way home.

The apartment was pitch black, empty and quiet, even if Yang Yulang was not in the apartment, it seemed to have lost its temperature, it was cold.

Jiang Cheng didn't turn on the light, and walked to the sofa gropingly, tripped over the coffee table and almost knocked his head on the cabinet, and got up after a long while of dizziness with his hands on the ground, and went to the balcony to blow the air.

There was a spark in his heart, and when he came to the apartment, he didn't know what triggered it, and it immediately ignited and became out of control.He supported the guardrail with both hands, feeling that he was a little out of breath, at a certain moment he wanted to hear Yang Yulang's voice very, very strongly, and he could say whatever he wanted.

He took out his phone and dialed the number without hope.

"Beep-beep-beep" came the notification tone of dialing from the phone, and Jiang Cheng, who was still dizzy, suspected that he had heard it wrong, why was he able to get through all of a sudden?

It wasn't until a familiar voice came from the phone that he confirmed that the call was really connected, and it wasn't a hallucination produced by himself after being drunk.

"Jiangcheng." The voice was gentle and gentle, it was Yang Yulang or whoever it was.

"Brother Lang." There was a soft sound, which seemed even more light in the night wind. His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he was a little speechless.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yulang sounded wrong, "Did you catch a cold?"

"No," Jiang Cheng cleared his throat before saying, "I called you a few times before but didn't get through, so I'm a little worried about you."

Hearing this, Yang Yulang was silent for a moment: "My mobile phone fell into the water. I have been using another number for the past few days. I forgot to tell you. Sorry to make you worry."

It turned out that this was the case, Jiang Cheng put down a big rock in his heart, and instantly became relaxed.

Yang Yulang heard a whistling wind, and looked down at his watch: "It's so late, are you still outside?"

It was already winter, and the night wind began to carry a chill.

It was only after he said this that Jiang Cheng realized that it was midnight, and he was so drunk that he didn't know what time it was. He hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, did I disturb you?"

Yang Yulang's gentle voice came: "No, it's daytime here, but you, why haven't you come home yet?"

"I went out for supper with my friends tonight." Jiang Cheng thought about it but still didn't tell him about his stay in the apartment.

"Have you already been on vacation?"

"Ah."

"Don't be too late, go home early and be safe." Yang Yulang instructed carefully like the big brother next door.

"Okay," Jiang Cheng realized that he was about to hang up the phone after answering this sentence, so he hurriedly asked, "When are you coming back?"

"It will take a few days," Yang Yulang said, "I have a contract to discuss, and I will contact you when I get back."

"it is good."

"Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cheng continued to blow a gust of cold wind on the balcony, his mind gradually cleared up, looking at the distant starry sky, he found that he was also a friend, and his concern and miss for Yang Yulang was different from others.

Why is it different?He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a reason.

Turning around and entering the room, he went to the study room, sat on the swivel chair in front of the computer, took a book from behind, and fell asleep on the table after only reading a few pages.

It's a holiday, and he stays at home occasionally, but the family has been arguing more and more these days, and the cause is his grades. After Yan Ying found out about the grades, he was crying and laughing happily. The scolding, the words were extremely ugly, Yan Ying was so angry that she quarreled with him, and said that Jiang Chi's exam was a mess, how could she keep protecting such a wicked son, these words completely stepped on her father Nilin, and she was furious He even dropped the TV, and made a move on Yan Ying. He happened to be seen by Jiang Cheng, who entered the door. Impulsively, he took a wine bottle and threw it at him, directly smashing the old man to death. Going to get a kitchen knife to kill this disobedient son, Yan Ying screamed and pulled, pushed Jiang Cheng out of the door, and hurriedly sent the old man to the hospital...

Fuck, is this a fucking life of a human being?

He turned around and went to Tang Yuan's house, where he stayed for two days.

Tang Yuan knew about his family's situation, so he didn't ask anything.

That day, Jiang Cheng went out and worked all day, and when he came back, he threw himself on the bed and pulled the quilt over his head.

After Tang Yuan played the game for a while, he also took off his clothes and hid in bed.

Jiang Cheng scolded angrily: "What are you doing so naked?"

Tang Yuan was speechless: "I used to be naked/sleeping at home, you don't know, but today I'm wearing underpants, it's already giving you a lot of face, okay? Besides, you didn't care about it before, what kind of style did you smoke today?"

Jiang Cheng kicked him: "Stay away from me."

Tang Yuan's thief Xixi leaned over: "Why, are you afraid that you won't be able to resist the temptation of my body?"

"Go away~"

"Come on, look at your appearance and figure, if you want, I can satisfy you!"

Jiang Cheng grabbed his neck violently: "I will send you to see the King of Hades right now."

Tang Yuan coughed and coughed: "Damn...joke...don't let it go...if you strangle it again..."

Seeing that he was almost out of breath, Jiang Cheng let go of his hand.

Tang Yuan rubbed his neck: "Crazy."

Lying back on the bed, Jiang Cheng suddenly said, "Did you miss someone very much?"

Tang Yuan hadn't recovered yet, and said in a bad mood, "Yes, I'm going crazy thinking about Grandpa Mao every day."

"I'm telling you the truth."

Tang Yuan turned to look at him: "Fuck, you don't have a crush on me, do you?"

Jiang Cheng: "..."

Damn, sleep, ask a fart!

Tang Yuan twisted his body and leaned over again, Jiang Cheng let out a low growl: "Get out of here."

Tang Yuan stopped, and said, "Tell me who that person is?"

Jiang Cheng: "Don't care who it is, just answer the question."

"I know, you miss your ex-girlfriend, and finally admit it, it's not easy, but that girl is pretty good, and it's worth getting back."

"You know shit!"

"Be civilized and let me tell you, if you bark at me again, I will kick you out."

Jiang Cheng was speechless in response to the conversation that was not on the same channel at all: "It's not her."

Curious, Tang Yuan quickly lay on top of him: "Who is it? Tell me quickly."

Jiang Cheng pushed him aside: "It doesn't matter who it is, let me ask you, is there anyone who treats you nicely for no reason, but doesn't care about you?"

Tang Yuan: "How good is it?" Without waiting for him to answer, he continued, "There is nothing good in this world for no reason. Either you like it or you owe it, or you rape or steal."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

It's impossible to rape or steal. If you owe something, what can you owe someone you just met? If you like it, it's embarrassing!

Damn, go around and go back to the original point.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't talk to him, Tang Yuan avoided the topic: "You didn't go to make up lessons today? You just relaxed after the holiday?"

The topic is bypassed, but this person still cannot be bypassed.

Jiang Cheng mumbled, "The instructor didn't return."

"Brother Lang went on a business trip half a month ago, why hasn't he come back yet? Where did he go?"

"Europe."

"Oh." Tang Yuan pulled the pillow, and said in an envious tone, "You are so lucky to meet this person who not only provides you with a job, but also serves as your mentor. Take it?"

"You can't stop luck when it comes, you don't understand."

Tang Yuan clicked his tongue and said, "You can be proud!"

Jiang Cheng didn't want to continue this conversation anymore, and the original intention was not to talk about this, yes, what did he want to talk about in the first place?

I can't tell this person, hey, I don't feel sleepy, so I'd better get up and turn on the light to do the questions.

Tang Yuan swept his eyes from his face several times before sighing: "Sure enough, he is close to Zhu Zhechi. Brother Lang is really awesome, he can make a person like you into this."