Chapter 283: Contrast, cute

"Cang Zong, you are here." The maid saw Cang Yehan and greeted him with a smile.
"How are you doing today?" Cang Yehan glanced upstairs and asked in a dull tone.
"The doctor came to check in the morning and said that Master Cang was recovering well, and he ate more today than yesterday."
"Are you ready for lunch?"
"Not yet, but the kitchen is doing it... Cang Zong, do you want to stay and eat together?"
"Yes!" Before waiting for Cang Yehan to speak, Xia Zhen, who stood by Cang Yehan (身sh　n), replied first.
The servant glanced at Xia Zhen, expressing doubts.
Cang Yehan also glanced at Xia Zhen, receiving the man's eyes, Xia Zhen hugged his shoulders, Nunu mouth: "I helped you dozens of dough in the kitchen, I want to eat you a dumpling, you don't give it, I am hungry now ."
Cang Yehan didn't speak, withdrawing his gaze facelessly, and raised his foot to walk upstairs.
After walking a few steps, I heard (Shen sh　n) that Xia Zhen came to order the food without any extravagance: "I want to eat fried chicken and seafood noodles, and I need passion fruit juice."
Cang Yehan: "..."
But really don't treat yourself as an outsider.
After ordering what she wanted to eat, Xia Zhen saw that Cang Yehan had already walked most of the steps and was busy keeping up.
During this time, Xia Zhen felt more and more that Cang Yehan really didn't understand (love) at all, she was just a robot without feeling (qing), but she chose her fiancé to cry and stick to it. .
When walking to the door of Cangxingzhi's room, Cang Yehan and Xia Zhen heard the sound of something turning to the ground.
Xia Zhen froze for a moment, but Cang Yehan had already stepped into the meteor by pushing the door and pushing the door.
The lights were on in the room, and the curtains of all the windows were tightly opaque, creating a feeling of depression.
Cang Xingzhi (身sh　n) was wearing pajamas, and then fell to the ground, and the wheelchair overturned and pressed on his legs.
He was looking down at his legs. His eyes were a little empty, but he didn't show sadness. He was ignorant. It seemed that he hadn't reacted (fafa) to him.
"behavior!"
Cang Ye Han was shocked, and hurriedly walked over, kneeling on one knee, about to remove the wheelchair hitting Cang Xing's leg, but his hand was caught.
"……behavior?"
Cangxing stops raising his eyes, and the light blue (color) eyes are deep and charming, possessing a captivating charm.
When he became seriously ill, he (body sh　n) was skinny, his face (color) was pale, his outline was clear, his eyes were calm, his thick and long eyelashes were fanned twice, ((lickti　n)ti　n)((lickti n)ti　n) Lip: "Brother."
His voice was very soft, with a little smile.
Cang Yehan pursed her lips, moved the wheelchair indifferently, and helped Cangxingzhi sit on the sofa again.
"Have you ever been injured?" Cang Yehan asked with concern.
Cang Xingzhi shook his head, then looked at the door, his eyes fell on Xia Zhen's (身sh　n), and after a few seconds, he asked: "...Is it sister-in-law?"
For the first time, Xia Zhen saw the legendary Cang Jia Jiu Shao.
I heard rumors before that Cang Jia Jiu Shao was a crippled disabled, and the image she has always constructed in her heart is the kind of decadent and terrible image.
See you today (ri)...
It is a rare demon boy in the world! ! !
What is crippling is not crippling, if at that time let her choose a fiancé, then this one, she must choose him for face value and justice! !
Of course, these are just the illusions that Xia Zhen has in mind.
Xia Zhen manages (qing Qing) well, and (lu) comes out with a decent smile that a wealthy man should have: "Hello, my name is Xia Zhen."
Cang Xing nodded and then turned to Cang Yehan with a smile.
"You go out first, I have something to say and what to do." Cang Yehan directly gave Xia Zhen a eviction order.
Xia Zhen didn't care about Cang Yehan's indifferent attitude, and smiled and said to Cang: "I'll go down first, see you later."
Cang Xingzhi nodded slightly.
After Xia Zhen left, Cang Yehan raised his face and bent (身sh　n) to help Cangxing's pants.
Cang Xing Zhi knee has a vivid blue and scratch on the side of the knee, but there is no bleeding, but the skin is broken.
Cang Yehan ugly face (color), got up (身sh　n) went to the cabinet to take the medicinal liquor, while rubbing the piece of purple with his palm, while bitterly educating: "Why are you so careless? What's wrong (qing)) What needs to be done can be called a servant, and it’s not a few years old.
If Xia Zhen heard Cang Yehan's words, she would be able to shock her chin.
Does the cold robot even nag? This contrast really makes people feel cute.
Cang Xingzhi looked down at the injury on his leg and sarcastically pulled off the corner of his lip.
His legs are completely unconscious, let alone feeling pain, for fear that someone will cut them with a knife now, and he will not frown.
This feeling is very strange.
In the past, he couldn't stand up and walk, but he often felt pain. He used to hate that kind of pain, but now he misses it very much.
I have experienced one (dead si) death, and I have seen a lot of them, and I haven't been as stubborn about the things that I can't walk (love qing) as before.
"Cang Xingzhi, have you listened to me?" Cang Yehan saw Cang Xingzhi kept distracted, and was very dissatisfied to put the medicine wine aside.
"I heard that." Cang Xing only said lazily, "Brother, you are noisier than when you were a child."
Cang Yehan: "..."
He really doesn't want this younger brother!
He ((( cao)c 　o)c 　o) for him (the old mother's heart, he still abandons him?
What about conscience? Eaten by dogs!
The night was so cold that he didn't want to talk, holding his shoulders, his legs overlapped, and the uncle was lying on the sofa.
Cang Xingzhi glanced at the medicated wine on his legs, and then at his own brother, but he received the cold eyes of his brother.
Cang Xingzhi accused him of his gaze, and the self-reliant detective used to take the medicine wine.
The two were silent for a time.
After Cang Xingzhi wiped the medicinal liquor, the air in Cang Yehan's heart was almost gone. He reached over and grabbed the lunch box, and threw it into Cang Xingzhi's arms: "Today's young year, I ate dumplings, I'm good to go."
Cang Xingzhi looked down at the dumplings in his arms and seemed to think of something old. The light blue (colored) eyes fluctuated shining brightly, and his fingers pressed hard to fasten the edge of the lunch box.
In the first small year when he became crippled, Cang's family was very busy (hot r　).
Only he was thrown into the attic and no one cares.
He was lying in front of the window, watching the scene of the front yard with a telescope.
He saw the maids carrying a plate of (hot r　) steaming dumplings on the veranda; he saw his second brother naughty to grab the dumplings in the plate that the maid was carrying; he saw the fourth sister Cang Jian, Wu Jie Cang Jia held the red envelope in his hand, ran happily, laughing... He also saw that his mother Hua Su gently (touched Mo) the head of his brother, rubbing him carefully and carefully with a handkerchief Greased hands.
At that time, hatred stained his eyes.
He hates everyone in the Cang family, he can't wait for them to go to hell, he can't live forever!
He lay on the window and looked at it with a telescope, from the initial anger to calm.
He waited for them to eat and play, and returned to his room to rest, before he put down his binoculars, climbed into a wheelchair in embarrassment, found a lighter from the drawer, put it in his pocket, and walked out the door with difficulty.
It was very cold that day and there was light snow in the sky. He only wore a single coat, because he wasn’t able to control a good wheelchair (((操cao)c　o)c　o), he didn’t know how many times he fell all the way, but every time, he climbed back silently Wheelchair, running hard to the target location. Although small, but the kind of desperate for a goal (gangan), but can burst out infinite energy.
He finally got to the kitchen and didn't want to have anyone in it. His nerves tightened immediately, his hands in his pockets, and he squeezed the lighter hard.
The kitchen did not turn on the light. In the dark, the man also found him, and immediately pressed the switch on the wall, and the kitchen suddenly became bright.
Cang Yehan, who was only a few years older than him, wore a vest-style suit with a tie around his neck, and a ((chest xiong) xiong) pinned with a delicate ((chest xiong) xiong) needle, just like a nobleman. Young Master (Mo). Looking at him again, the whole body (shin sh) is snow, his arms and legs cracked when he fell, and he saw red...
At that time, there was only one thought in Cangxingzhi's heart-escape!
However, his legs and feet were inconvenient, Cang Yehan quickly rushed over and blocked the door with (身sh　n), looked at him, and asked in a childish, cold voice: "What are you running?"
There was no light in Cangxing Zhizi's eyes, staring blankly at the person standing in front of him, silently.
Cang Yehan looked up and down for a while, and said a long while: "Are you hungry?"
Cang Xing Zhi: "..."
Cang Yehan saw him not talking, the little sigh sighed, bypassed the back of his wheelchair, pushed him to the kitchen counter, and opened an iron basin upside down on the kitchen counter. A dish of cool dumplings.
"I originally wanted to send it to you, but since you came here, eat it here." He said that he handed a pair of chopsticks and turned (身sh　n) to turn off the light and explained: " It is found that it will cause a lot of trouble. Hurry up and I will send you back after eating."
In the dark, Cang Xingzhi can only vaguely see the pair of light blue (color) eyes like him, very (dry gan), like quiet seawater, by folding (shooting sh　) from the window.
"Why don't you eat it? Is it too dark to see?"
Cang Xingzhi still didn't speak.
He didn't know what to say.
He hates them.
For a child who has just experienced such a big blow and was rejected by the whole family, it is inevitable that there will be psychological problems. So he took a lighter to the kitchen. The explosion of big rules, he wants to let this group of people go to with him!
But what's going on now?
At a young age, he couldn't understand the current situation a little, and he couldn't tell how he felt. A bit sour and astringent, I want to believe, rely on each other, but fear that this is just a prank.
"I remember there were candles in the kitchen. You wait. I will look for--" Cang Yehan flipped the cabinet lightly and finally found several candles in a drawer by the window. He was in the dark ( Mo touched, and placed the candle around the plate of dumplings, but after turning for another half day, he didn't find anything like a lighter match.
"You are waiting for me here for a while. I have a lighter in my house. I will get it."
Cang Yehan bypassed the kitchen counter and was about to walk out of the door, but Cang Xingzhi suddenly reached out and grabbed Cang Yehan's clothes, and passed the lighter in his pocket in the cold night of the night.
...
In that young year, Cang Xingzhi used the lighter he originally intended to share with the Cang family, and had a'romantic' candlelight supper in the kitchen with his brother at night.
He was not hungry, but that day he ate all the cold dumplings, and then he thought about it ((lick ti　n)ti　n) twice.
As a result, Cang Yehan automatically thought that his younger brother liked to eat dumplings, especially dumplings stuffed with pig ((meat rou)rou) scallion.
So every night in the middle of the night, the chef will let the chef prepare a rich dumpling feast for Cang Xingzhi, but every time the night listens to the chef's feedback, he eats very little, especially the pig ((肉rou)rou) scallion dumplings Without a bite.
Cang Yehan thought that it was a cook's skill problem. Until one year he asked the old chef of Cangjia to make dumplings and came by air to Cangxing to stop eating Cangxingzhi but not to eat, Cang Yehan felt strange and unwilling. I tried to pack it myself.
The first experience was terrible. The dumpling skin and the dumpling filling (duotuo) were separated and roasted a pot, but the magical thing was that Cangxingzhi actually ate it. He asked why it was not tasty. Cangxingzhi had the first leg The operation was successful and you can walk for a short time. He was sitting in front of the bar, holding his head with one hand, looking lazy, and not being able to be enchanted. He commented with a smile: "Although the appearance is a bit ugly, but the taste is not bad. Brother... I will make dumplings for me every year."
Cang Yehan tapped Cang Xingzhi's head with an iron spoon at that time and smiled and scolded: "You are beautiful!"
Later, however, Cang Yehan was still making his own tofu dumplings every year.
...
Cang Xingzhi recalled the past while eating dumplings.
Based on what Cang Yehan has done for him for so many years, the two of them are no longer indebted to one leg as a child.
It has long been flat.
Really, it has been even...
"brother……"
Cang Xingzhi suddenly stopped chopsticks and turned his head to look at (Shen sh　n) side of the night playing with the mobile phone.
Cang Yehan looked away from the phone screen, raised his eyebrows, and his tone was lazy: "Huh?"
Cangxing stopped his lips and moved.
He wanted to say: I don’t blame you, don’t worry about my legs anymore, don’t stop doing things that I’m thinking of (hot r　), go back to Cang’s house, and head down with my father, when the time comes You are still Cangjia Six Young, maybe in the near future will be the majestic Cangjia head of the family!
It is not suitable for him if he is qing. So after the export, the words became: "I don't want to have an operation anymore, what should you do when you go back to Cang's house." After a pause, I added: "I'm an adult and don't want to live under your control, I have what I want to do (qing qing), and you too..." It should be more of my own thing (qing qing)(((操cao)c　o)c　o)心(((操cao)c　o) c　o) Heart.
However, the second half of the sentence hasn't been said yet. Cang Yehan has colded his face (color), straightened up (身sh　n), threw the phone on the coffee table and said, "What do you mean?"
Cang Xing Zhi: "..."