Temperature difference

Chapter 13

The hands of the wall clock in the bedroom were about to point to twelve o'clock. As soon as Jiang He turned off his notebook, he looked up at the open door.

Jiang Yunxing hasn't come in yet.

In the past, even if Jiang He looked at him coldly, Jiang Yunxing would cling to him like he couldn't leave him for a second.Tonight was peaceful, seeing Jiang Heyi using his notebook after taking a bath, he just stood at the door and looked at it for a while, then obediently walked away.

He never came to harass him after that, and Jiang Heyi was not used to it for a while.He picked up the water glass on the table and walked out of the room, and poured half a glass of water by the water dispenser.

The living room was quiet, but Jiang Yunxing was not there.

Jiang Heyi's house was not big, and there was no one in the living room and kitchen. He hesitated for a while, and then walked towards the guest room that Jiang Yunxing would not even step into in the past.

The guest room is next to Jiang He's first bedroom, the door is open, and the soft warm yellow light fills the space.

There was an arc in the middle of the bed, and Jiang Yunxing was lying on his side, with two small tufts of jet-black hair curled up on the back of his head facing the door.

Jiang Heyi stood outside the door for a few seconds before stepping forward to close the door.

He approached two steps very lightly, and the house slippers made a muffled sound on the wooden floor.Just as he reached out to touch the doorknob, Jiang Yunxing, who was lying quietly on the bed, suddenly sat up straight as if bouncing up, quickly and hurriedly moved the quilt to the corner of the bed against the wall, his whole face was buried in the quilt, only the hurried But the suppressed panting sound could not be concealed.

Jiang Yunxing trembled violently, Jiang He tried to ask "what's the matter", but he couldn't get an answer.

As soon as Jiang He sat on the bed and grabbed the quilt tightly wrapped around Jiang Yunxing's body, Jiang Yunxing's trembling body froze briefly, and then broke down and cried out.

He curled up, covered his face with his hands, every sob was full of pain: "Brother...Brother..." Jiang Yunxing's voice was muffled in his hands, "Help me..."

Jiang Yunxing's reaction was too unexpected, he turned a deaf ear to Jiang Heyi's inquiry, immersed in his own emotions, and repeated his plea for help incoherently.

"Jiang Yunxing." Jiang He grabbed Jiang Yunxing's wrists and tried to pull his hands away, but Jiang Yunxing still cried and struggled.Jiang Heyi had no choice but to forcibly pull off Jiang Yunxing's hands that were covering his face, forcing him to expose his distressed appearance in his field of vision.

Jiang Heyi called Jiang Yunxing's name again, and when he took one out of the hand that was holding Jiang Yunxing's wrist to wipe the wet tears on his face, Jiang Yunxing shrank back again as if scared.

He still closed his eyes tightly and refused to face it, as if he didn't know that the person in front of him was Jiang Heyi. His wet black eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and his originally rosy lips turned white from the force of his teeth.

Jiang Heyi didn't know why Jiang Yunxing became like this, as if he couldn't hear the sound from the outside world, completely sinking into a kind of collapse that Jiang Heyi didn't understand, suffering and fear, looking very fragile and pitiful.

Comforting or caring are not skills that Jiang Heyi possessed. He held Jiang Yunxing's back of the neck, exerted force to bring him closer, and covered Jiang Yunxing's crying mouth with one hand while Jiang Yunxing was struggling violently.

"Shh, shh." Jiang Heyi persuaded patiently, "If you cry any more, you will disturb the people."

This time Jiang Yunxing finally heard his voice, and gradually suppressed the sobbing that seemed unstoppable.

Sobbing softly, he opened his red eyes from crying very slowly.When he looked at Jiang He who was very close, his eyes were full of crystal water vapor and deep suspicion.

After Jiang Yunxing regained his composure, Jiang Heyi took back his right hand covering the lower half of his face.

Jiang Yunxing stared at him blankly with a crying face as if he couldn't recover.After Jiang Heyi stepped back a little, Jiang Yunxing reached out and touched Jiang Heyi's face lightly, as if to confirm something.He blinked slowly, and called Jiang Heyi in a hoarse voice: "Brother."

Jiang He gave a "hmm", then pulled his hand that was caressing his face, and after a long silence, he asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

In June, Jiang Yunxing was still wearing long-sleeved clothes, with half of his palm hidden in the sleeve.

Through a layer of moderately thick fabric, as soon as Jiang He felt the wrist held in his palm visibly stiff, he could easily touch Jiang Yunxing's overly protruding wrist bone.

Silence had passed between them too many times today.Jiang Yunxing lowered his head and did not speak, trying to muddle through with a non-obvious refusal to cooperate.

Jiang Heyi has never been a character who likes to ask questions to the end. Jiang Yunxing didn't answer, and he didn't force it.

After silently facing each other for a while, he let go of his palm, but Jiang Yunxing stretched out his hand to pinch the corner of his loose pajamas, looked at him eagerly like a poor puppy, called Jiang Heyi "brother", and then asked "I Can I sleep with you tonight?"

When Jiang He thought about it, Jiang Yunxing was really the best at asking questions, and he clearly wouldn't take Jiang Yunxing's rejection seriously, and in the end he had to follow his own will to achieve his goal.That being the case, why bother to ask Jiang Heyi's wishes.

The familiar upset began to surge again.Jiang He got up with a cold face, but before he could take a step, the corner of his clothes was grabbed by Jiang Yunxing again.

Jiang Yunxing made the pitiful expression he was best at again, raised his face and looked at Jiang Heyi as if he needed comfort.

After a stalemate for more than ten seconds, Jiang Heyi's expression softened slightly, and he took the initiative to let go of his hand with rare sense of humor.

Jiang Heyi didn't feel sleepy. After returning to his room, he took the hand-painted board and started to paint casually.

He waited until his shoulders and cervical spine were obviously sore, and then he raised his head and stretched his body.

It was past one o'clock in the morning, when the confusion and suspicion that had begun to overwhelm him the previous evening finally subsided.Jiang Heyi didn't want to think about it any longer, so he let go of the thick night outside the window.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang He felt drowsy on a rare occasion.Even if you put a humidifier in the air-conditioned room, the air is still dry.His throat was slightly astringent, Jiang He thought, before going to bed, he still needs to drink a few more sips of water.

He picked up the empty glass jug, and when he opened the door, something fell down.

Jiang He lowered his eyes to see the dark gray lying at his feet unexpectedly, Jiang Yunxing's face was extremely pale under the dark pajamas.He was lying on his back a little stiffly, with his eyes wide open, he looked at Jiang Heyi anxiously, like a poor dog who was timid and afraid of being abandoned.

"I, I didn't do it on purpose..." Jiang Yunxing sat up slowly, with his head down, not daring to look directly at Jiang Heyi, and his voice was very low, "Did I disturb my brother? But... I just sat Outside the door... I didn't make any noise..."

Jiang Yunxing sat in the middle of the door, blocked Jiang Heyi's path, and stretched out a hand to grab Jiang Heyi's pajama pants, defending himself very remorsefully and unwillingly: "You can't blame me "Brother, brother, don't be angry with me."

Jiang He's precious drowsiness disappeared in an instant.He closed his eyes helplessly, called Jiang Yunxing's name in a deep voice, and said, "Let go."

Looking down from Jiang Heyi's perspective, Jiang Yunxing's movements could be easily seen clearly.

He saw Jiang Yunxing's fingers pinching his trouser legs stiff, and then let go very slowly, and his slightly bent neck was also a little stiff.But a few seconds later, he raised his lowered head, with a serious expression on his face as if he was waiting for a judgment, and his eyes were filled with water that could not be concealed, but he opened them wide and held them in their sockets.

Jiang Yunxing pursed her lips, with a stubborn and forbearing expression, but in the end it was broken when Jiang He squatted down.

The tears that he held back fell down the corners of Jiang Yunxing's red eyes. He was afraid that Jiang He would get tired of his weak state, so he wiped them with both hands in a panic.

The sobs gradually became uncontrollable, and Jiang Yunxing couldn't even breathe well, and she continued to speak persistently: "This time, this time I did nothing wrong...My brother doesn't want to sleep with me, so I just, just obey me, and I will ...didn't come in, woo...I just sat at the door, I'm very good..."

"Brother can't, can't drive me away," Jiang Yunxing hurriedly grabbed Jiang Heyi's palm on his knee, and firmly proved himself, "I'm obviously very obedient..."

Jiang Yunxing wiped his tears with both hands alternately, and then persistently grabbed Jiang Heyi's hand after wiping, leaving his hands covered with wet marks in a short while.

As soon as Jiang He asked him to let go, Jiang Yunxing looked at him in disbelief and pain, as if about to cry, but finally opened his mouth and only sobbed softly.

Jiang He looked at him blankly for a while, then stretched his hands around his back and knees, picked him up and walked to the bedside.

After putting him on the bed, he straightened up and walked away, picked up the kettle on the cabinet by the door and went out to pour water.

When he came back, Jiang Yunxing still kept the sitting posture that Jiang He had left when he went out, and kept staring at him eagerly.

As soon as Jiang He returned to the bed after drinking the water, he slipped into Jiang He's arms as if he couldn't be separated from Jiang He for a moment, his hands tightly wrapped around Jiang He's waist, the tears on the side of his face almost drenched the river. The pajama fabric on Crane's chest.

Jiang He let him hug him without saying a word.It took a while for Jiang Yunxing's breath to calm down, and he said in a low voice: "Thank you brother." Then he said, "I listen to my brother most, brother, don't let them take me away again."

I don't know what Jiang Weiming and Cheng Xinni did to Jiang Yunxing, Jiang Yunxing seemed unwilling to mention it, and his attitude was always evasive.

Jiang Heyi didn't care very much, so he didn't have the will to ask to the end.He is not interested in everything about the Jiang family, and the more important thing to him at the moment is sleep.

Jiang Yunxing hugged him very dependently, and when Jiang He asked "Sleep or not", he replied "Sleep", and when Jiang He asked him to lie down, he quickly lay down.As soon as Jiang He lay down and pulled up the quilt to cover him, Jiang Yunxing got into his arms again, and without hearing Jiang Heyi's order, he hugged his waist tightly on his own initiative.

The room is not very dark, there are outdoor lights visiting at night, and there are shadows around.As soon as Jiang He was in the dim light, he suddenly remembered why the ill-fitting dark pajamas on Jiang Yunxing looked so familiar——

It was the pajamas Jiang Heyi wore when Jiang Yunxing was taken away by Cheng Xinni's people on New Year's Eve.

After a long silence, as soon as Jiang He felt the small movements of the person in his arms, he didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly said, "Jiang Yunxing."

Jiang Yunxing's arm around his waist paused for a moment, and then hesitantly replied: "...Huh?"

"Why are you wearing my pajamas?"

Obviously Jiang Yunxing has a lot of his own clothes here.

But Jiang Yunxing didn't answer.It was completely inconsistent with the time when he said he listened to Jiang He the most not long ago. He pretended to be asleep with no credit or acting skills.