Chapter 30 Chapter 30 “He scratched my wife’s eyelid…
Jiang Mian carried Qiao Yu out.
He didn't say a word and no one dared to stop him along the way.
Qiao Yu covered his ears, his whole body was shaking, and he hadn't reacted yet.
Jiang Mian hugged him, got into the car, stroked his back with his hands, and coaxed him softly: "It's okay."
The car started, and the slight bump made Qiao Yu subconsciously grab Jiang Mian's clothes.
He slowly came back to his senses, raised his head from the arms of the man he had just met, and stared at the familiar face in a daze. Seeing the small mole on the other's nose, he wanted to pounce on him, and hugged Jiang Mian tightly with both arms, so tightly that he could hardly breathe.
Jiang Mian was strangled by Qiao Yu so hard that he couldn't even breathe.
But it was so comfortable, Jiang Mian felt happy from the inside out, his fingertips trembled with pleasure, he stroked Qiao Yu's back with trembling hands, buried his face in the side of Qiao Yu's neck and took a deep breath, then kept kissing him and comforting him.
Qiao Yu's strength did not last long. After a moment, his body softened and he did not have much strength left.
But he still held Jiang Mian's face in his hands, confirming again and again that he was really safe and sound in front of him. No matter how many times he looked at it, he could not be completely relieved.
Jiang Mian looked at him and said softly, "Ayu, you love me so much."
Qiao Yu frowned, his mind was dizzy, Jiang Mian was immersed in his own world, and continued: "If I really died in front of you, would you go crazy?"
"Ayu, can you go crazy for me?"
Qiao Yu listened to these nonsense in a daze and shook his head: "You are crazy..."
After a long hug, he finally came to his senses in Jiang Mian's arms.
He suddenly grabbed Jiang Mian's collar, stood up and knelt on Jiang Mian's legs.
"What the fuck are you doing! What the fuck are you doing!!!"
The tears didn't even have time to accumulate; they just flowed out of the eye sockets.
Jiang Mian couldn't wipe it all with his hands, and he frowned anxiously, then retracted his hands, grasped his sleeves and tried to wipe again.
"Don't cry, don't cry." Jiang Mian wiped it hurriedly, "I'll be allergic again.
The hand that was holding the gun just now didn't know what to do now.
Qiao Yu closed his eyes.
The love and hate with Jiang Mian, the deceptions, and even the engagement, all seemed to be trivial matters in the face of life and death.
Shock, fear, surprise, and survival.
All the strong emotions that he would rarely encounter in his life were flooding his heart at this moment.
Qiao Yu was like an over-consumed container, completely exhausted after the outburst just now.
He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to push Jiang Mian away.
But if I pushed him away, I was afraid something might happen to him.
Qiao Yu felt like he was on the fire, he didn't know what to do.
Just like looking at Jiang Mian in front of me, I don’t know what to do.
"What should I do, Jiang Mian?" He asked while crying, "What should I do with you?"
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Qiao Yu slept for a long time, but his sleep was not sound.
He would wake up from time to time, his fingers would suddenly curl up, and after grasping something, they would suddenly release their strength.
Jiang Mian stayed with him all the time, and it was already evening when they returned to Huaicheng.
The car stopped and Qiao Yu woke up.
Jiang Mian was about to hug him, but he pushed the other's shoulders away first.
No one spoke, and Qiao Yu got out of the car holding the door.
His legs were a little numb from sitting for too long, and he staggered a bit, but Jiang Mian still picked him up by his knees.
"Let go..." Qiao Yu said weakly.
Jiang Mian didn't listen to him and walked to the elevator entrance: "Press it."
Qiao Yu paused for two seconds, then reached out and pressed the up button.
He still remembered Jiang Jinhua's words, which were like a needle, and it was hard for him to ignore them.
But he didn’t have the energy to argue with Jiang Mian now. He was tired and scared.
After entering the house, Jiang Mian carried Qiao Yu to the bed.
Qiao Yu wrapped his arms around his chest and curled up his legs.
"Eat something." Jiang Mian rubbed his shoulders.
Qiao Yu maintained the same posture and did not respond to him.
Jiang Mian hugged him from behind, wrapping Qiao Yu like a measuring spoon, buried his nose in the hair on the back of his head, and took a deep breath.
The stone hanging in the air fell to the ground with a loud bang at this moment. He tightened his arms a little more and gently pressed his lips against the back of Qiao Yu's neck.
It was the warm, sleeping Qiao Yu.
Jiang Mian closed his eyes.
The curtains were drawn and the room was dark.
Jiang Mian could hear his own heartbeat gradually steadying, and Qiao Yu's shallow breathing.
Qiao Yu slept all night.
He had a nightmare. He dreamed that Jiang Mian was lying in a pool of blood. He stood there in a daze. He wanted to move forward but couldn't move his hands or feet. He wanted to scream but no sound came out. He was like a wisp of consciousness that was poured into the body, trembling with fear and going crazy in another time and space.
"Ayu, Ayu!"
A voice suddenly pulled him out of that world.
Qiao Yu took a deep breath and opened his eyes suddenly.
Jiang Mian was lying beside him, leaning on his elbows and slightly supporting his body.
"Awake?" Jiang Mian wiped the sweat off his forehead, "You had a nightmare."
Qiao Yu stared straight at the ceiling, his chest heaving violently. He paused for a moment, then realized that it was a dream. He tilted his head to glance at Jiang Mian beside him, then closed his eyes.
Jiang Mian wiped the sweat off his face, leaned over and kissed him: "What did you dream about?"
Qiao Yu still closed his eyes for a long time, then he begged, "Jiang Mian, please let me go."
What happened before was far beyond what Qiao Yu could accept. Jiang Mian's three shots almost took his life.
If Jiang Mian had honestly married and had children, he could have lived a smooth life as a rich second-generation.
My life is already on track, and I found a job after graduation with a very good salary.
As long as they separate, both of their lives will be smooth.
But why, why do we have to be entangled with each other.
Qiao Yu couldn't have imagined it, nor could he bear it. He was scared when he thought about it now, and realized that his little fights were nothing to Jiang Mian. They were no longer from the same world.
It's not just the most obvious gap between the rich and the poor. They are separated by class, a gap so huge that it would take several lifetimes to catch up.
Jiang Mian didn't say anything, just lay down again and hugged him.
Qiao Yu did not refuse, but now that he was awake, as soon as he closed his eyes he could remember the way Jiang Mian looked at him when he fired the third shot.
Because of fear, that moment was stretched very long, and Qiao Yu couldn't hold Jiang Mian's hand even if she tried her best.
He remembered it very clearly. That moment was like a nightmare he had just had. He was trapped in a box and could only watch. When the gun went off, he hugged his head in despair.
The Jiang family is a huge cage for Jiang Mian.
Fate has already marked a price for everything. If Jiang Mian is greedy for a luxurious life, he should pay the corresponding price.
He thought things wouldn't be easy.
The other party was too indifferent and didn't worry at all about what Qiao Yu might do.
In other words, no matter what he did, the Jiang family would not be able to make any difference.
So even when seeing the cheerful Mr. Jiang, Qiao Yu did not dare to relax, nor did he think that he was really friendly.
The worst outcome he could imagine was death.
As for how he died, I didn't think about it.
Death is too far away from him, and few people around him have died.
If we single out the question of whether you are afraid of death or not, excluding your grandmother, Qiao Yu would have the courage to say that he is not afraid.
But when death approaches suddenly, no one can bear the fear.
"I admit that your leaving had a big impact on me, but I have been able to live a good life over the years. I just want to continue living like this, going to school, working part-time, and taking care of grandma. I don't want to go through a situation like today again. I'm just an ignorant citizen and I'm useless. If you pull me, I will only hold you back. Can you please stop making things difficult for me?"
There was a hint of tears in Qiao Yu's voice when she spoke these words.
He also did not forget that Jiang Mian had an engaged girlfriend.
That's immoral.
"Okay." Jiang Mian suddenly spoke.
Qiao Yu thought he had heard it wrong.
"Are you crying?" Jiang Mian reached out from behind and touched Qiao Yu's face. "You can say anything, as long as you don't cry."
Jiang Mian is most afraid of Qiao Yu crying, and he is still very afraid of it now.
His bottom line was so low that it made him angry. He just didn't want to see Qiao Yu cry.
After getting Jiang Mian's approval, Qiao Yu got up and ate some food.
He hadn't eaten since last night and his stomach was growling with hunger, but he had no appetite.
I looked at the time. It was past four in the morning and it was still dark.
Jiang Mian went to the kitchen and cooked a pot of dumpling soup. The tomatoes and eggs were all delivered to his door and were very fresh.
Qiao Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the steaming dumpling soup in front of him, remembering that he used to be very hungry after evening self-study. At that time, his grandma had already fallen asleep, and Jiang Mian would run to cook for him.
Fry the rice and cook some noodles, and you can make a simple small bowl of food in ten minutes.
However, Qiao Yu likes to eat something relatively complicated. He likes to eat the dough balls that Jiang Mian makes for him.
Jiang Mian complained that it was troublesome, but he would still do it for him and ask for a reward when he finished it.
When they were not together, Qiao Yu would give him pocket money or other things to get rid of him. But after they were together, she didn't even need the things. A kiss on the face was enough for the whole thing.
Qiao Yu picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful with an expressionless face.
Jiang Mian cooked a lot, so he served himself a bowl and sat opposite Qiao Yu to eat with him.
"I have things to do over there. I have to leave tomorrow."
Qiao Yu lowered his eyes and ate his meal.
Did he misunderstand the previous "good"?
The tone of Jiang Mian's voice seemed no different from before.
"I won't be back for the time being."
Qiao Yu raised his head.
"Don't promise others, and don't forget me," Jiang Mian looked at him with a smile, "Ayu, I will always love you."
Qiao Yu was slightly stunned.
I will always love you.
Jiang Mian kept his word. He said he was leaving, and he really left.
Qiao Yu kept remembering these words for a long time after Jiang Mian left.
But he would pretend not to remember and get himself busy again. After being busy for a long time, one quiet night, I thought of the long-missed bowl of dumpling soup, and the way Jiang Mian smiled and said he loved him.
He tossed and turned as if bugs were crawling all over his body.
Is it because I am too gullible in love, or is it because Jiang Mian can make lies come true?
The word love is so selfish, how can it be applied to two people at the same time?
He kept convincing himself not to think about it, but he couldn't help it. He would still dream of Jiang Mian lying in a pool of blood. He would suddenly wake up with a palpitation for a long time.
At the same time, in the distant city of Beijing.
Mr. Jiang began to delegate power, and Jiang Mian took the lion's share.
In just half a month, Jiang Junyao's world collapsed.
He didn't understand that he was teaming up with his honest brother to deal with his uncle. Although they were successful, the beneficiary changed from him to his honest brother.
Honest people are not honest at all. They do things behind people's backs.
He was tricked.
Another house that also collapsed, but not completely, was Jiang Jinhua's.
Although Jiang Mian had something in his hands, the internal forces of those groups and companies were complicated and no one was willing to submit to the other. If they were put together, they could jump onto the table and fight, so it was even more difficult to manage them.
Jiang Mian is just a young man in his early twenties, and he still has to rely on the Qin family he has just married. But sooner or later, the matter in Huaicheng will be exposed, and then the eldest daughter of the Qin family will make a fuss -
"Ah? Isn't it normal for a man to have someone else outside?"
When Qin Yulu said this, the two elders of the Qin family were stunned.
"Dad, don't you have one too?"
Father Qin looked away.
"It would be great if he is willing to go home," Qin Yulu pursed her lips, sniffed, and wiped the corners of her eyes pitifully. "Besides, a male mistress can't have children. As long as I can give birth to a boy and a girl, his home is here, and he can't leave me!"
Everyone was petrified.
No one thought that Jiang Mian, who always had a stern face, could make the playful Qin Yulu so obsessed that she would even give in even if Jiang Mian had an affair with another man outside.
"Everyone in the circle is laughing at me now," Qin Yulu pouted, admiring her newly done manicure in the car, "You have to give me some compensation."
Jiang Mian was driving and reported a project: "The Jiang family's bid has been sent to your email."
Qin Yulu's eyes widened, and he jumped up from the seat: "You don't want this sign?"
Jiang Mian looked forward: "Compensation."
Qin Yulu's uncle was having a fierce battle with the Jiang family, so sending his bid over at this time was basically equivalent to handing the project over to someone else.
Qin Yulu tapped her freshly done manicure on the phone screen. After confirming that she had indeed received the email, she wanted to hug him and give him a kiss.
"Honey, if you weren't gay, I would really like to live with you."
Jiang Mian ignored her.
"But your compensation is too high, isn't it? Won't you be held accountable? It's the Jiang family's property after all, and Jiang Jinhua is your third uncle after all. Even though you two are fighting among yourselves, you are a family behind closed doors. Why are you making things so awkward?"
"Isn't money good?" Qin Yulu asked.
"It doesn't smell good." Jiang Mian said.
"Who smells good?" Qin Yulu rolled his eyes, "Your wife smells good."
The word "wife" successfully pleased Jiang Mian, and he relaxed his expression for a rare moment: "Yeah."
Qin Yulu asked again: "Did Jiang Jinhua touch your wife? Why do you hate him so much?"
"Well," Jiang Mian was in a good mood and continued, "He scratched a scar on my wife's eyelid."
Qin Yulu hiccuped exaggeratedly, then held up her chin to look at Jiang Mian's profile.
The man has a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets. He is impeccable in appearance, figure and character.
The most important thing is that he is a romantic person, which is really rare in this world where money is everything.
"You only show some expression when I mention him," Qin Yulu sighed, "Are all good men gay? Ah!!!!"
Screams split the sky, and a violent collision struck, turning the world upside down.
Qin Yulu felt like she was flying for a moment, but then the seat belt threw her back heavily onto the back of the chair.
Her limbs were swinging in the air and she curled up subconsciously. In the last moment of consciousness, she could feel herself being firmly protected by another body.
The world seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then all kinds of sounds rushed into the ears and merged into a sharp tinnitus.
It got louder and louder, until it was like a needle piercing my brain, and I lost consciousness completely.
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