Chapter 113: Cheng Peng x Jiang Yunjian (9)

In the middle of the night, Jiang Yunjian woke up rare.
After finishing the routine with Cheng Peng, he could sleep until dawn, because it was too tired and comfortable.
He woke up somehow tonight, and he didn't rush to sleep back. In the darkness, Jiang Yunjian looked at the person sleeping in front of him by moonlight.
Rao has been in the entertainment industry for so long, and often sees Cheng Peng, still feels particularly handsome. He is not handsome in facial features, but he is a person with an expression and a sentence, all with the temperament and gentleness of a mature man, older than him, but not obscure at all.
Jiang Yunjian suddenly remembered what Bo Zhen asked him today.
Of course, Cheng Peng did not save his life, nor did he smash him with money-either before or after fostering.
In fact, the emotion of "liking" is really strange. When his mother was seriously ill and needed big money for treatment, it was Bozhen who helped him, and helped him to get in touch with his work, so that he could get through that difficult situation. He thanked Bozhen, so that later, Bozhen was short of people and asked him if he wanted to enter the entertainment industry. He nodded if he didn't want to. He regards Bozhen as his elder brother and life mentor, and has no other ideas than that.
And he and Cheng Peng had only two sides before the two foster relationships.
One was in the first snow in the winter, because he couldn't pay his mother's medical bills, he sat on a bench outside the hospital and read the recruitment information in the newspaper. He called one by one, and the other party was straightforward when he heard his age The ground refused.
Fine snow hit and wet the newspaper. He wiped it with his fingers and continued to dial.
Another company rejected it. He just hung up the phone, and a shadow caught him in the newspaper. The world in his eyes followed the darkness.
He looked up, a small man in a suit, holding a black umbrella in his hand.
The man handed him the umbrella, and Jiang Yunjian was a little dazed at the time, so he picked it up. He didn't return until he had been a long way to treating people.
The man walked to a black car and got into the driver's seat. The car had the window open, and he saw the man drop his head slightly, and said a few words to the man in the back seat with a respectful expression.
The man in the back seat heard the words, turned his gaze and looked at Jiang Yunjian on the bench.
The man's eyes were long and narrow, and his eyebrows were gentle. He smiled and greeted him with a slight smile.
Jiang Yunjian didn't give any response because he looked dumb.
It wasn't until the rear window closed slowly and the car left the hospital that Jiang Yunjian stood up suddenly. He squeezed the handle of the black umbrella tightly. Because he held it too hard, he could even feel the heartbeat from his palm.
It's a wonderful thing to like.
But he was given an umbrella when it was snowing. The man sat in the black car and even glanced at him.
Simple and deadly.
The second time, at a certain award ceremony, he won the newcomer award, when he stepped down, he just saw Cheng Peng chatting with a male star.
It was n’t accurate to say that the chatter was crying as if he was staying.
Cheng Peng said a few words, his tone was gentle, but he turned around and left, when he came out, he bumped into him.
Cheng Peng smiled and said to him, "Congratulations."
Jiang Yunjian's heartbeat almost stopped at that moment.
Later, the voice always appeared in his dreams, and all the words were indecent.
He struggles in dreams, enjoys, and feels happy.
Then the dream came true.
Putting away his thoughts, Jiang Yunjian carefully raised his hand, and touched Cheng Peng's cheek, then gently moved up and touched his lips without going deep. Like a gluttonous child, licking a hard-won toffee.

A few days after returning to the crew, Cheng Peng's secretary came again, this time sending three watches.
"Cheng always sends watches addicted or what?" Bo Zhen unpacked and asked.
Jiang Yunjian shook his head and said he didn't know. He bowed his head and sent a message to Cheng Peng.
After disassembling, Bo Zhen took out his cell phone for a while, and for a while, he took a breath of cold air: "I fuck--"
Jiang Yunjian looked up: "What's wrong?"
Bo Zhen did not speak, and handed the phone to him.
The watch displayed on the mobile phone webpage is the same model he received, with an official price tag of 1.78 million.
This price is certainly affordable, but as a gift, it is indeed valuable.
Bozhen pharyngeal drool: "I checked the other two ..."
"No," Jiang Yunjian put the watch back in the box and covered it. "If you want to return it, don't check it."
Bo Zhen put down his phone and stared at him for a long time: "No, Mr. Cheng ... what does that mean. Didn't it last time?"
Last time, the cultivation came completely in accordance with the rules. Cheng Peng's secretary came to contact him. He picked a few variety shows, and the secretary went to do it. Cheng Peng did not involve anything in the whole process. Asking him something here, Bo Zhen always feels like an old man with no conscience.
Besides, even if Cheng Peng is whim, sending millions of watches directly ... is it too extravagant?
Jiang Yun froze his lips, only half a while before he should say, "I don't know."
The phone vibrated, and a reply was received in WeChat.
[Jiang Yunjian: Mr. Cheng, what are these watches? 】
[Cheng Peng: Do you like it? 】
[Jiang Yunjian: ... It's too expensive, I can't ask for it. 】
[Cheng Peng: Don't you just like to wear my watch? 】
Careful thoughts were exposed, Jiang Yun's ears turned red.
[Jiang Yunjian: Well, I like it. 】
[Jiang Yunjian: But it's too expensive. 】
[Cheng Peng: How much are your annual salary, these are expensive? 】
[Jiang Yunjian: As a gift, it's expensive. 】
[Cheng Peng: Take it, there are times when you repay. 】
[Jian Yunjian: ...]
[Jiang Yunjian: How do you want me to repay? 】
Cheng Peng looked at the news and felt it was inconvenient to type, so he called directly.
He laughed: "You want me to make it clear?"
Jiang Yunjian quickly hid in the locker room and told Rao: "... Don't, I have to work in a while."
"You thought I wouldn't work anymore?" He heard his voice, Cheng Peng felt a lot relaxed both physically and mentally. "Those things that are given to you are yours. Wear them if you want, and throw them away if you don't want to Don't tell me. "
Jiang Yunjian said dumbly, "How could it be lost."
Cheng Peng said, "Wear it then."
There was a knock on the door, and staff urged him to film.
Cheng Peng heard: "Go ahead and hang up."
"Wait." Jiang Yunjian called him busy. "Are you free next Saturday?"
Cheng Peng glanced at the calendar: "There may be a dinner."
Jiang Yunjian hesitated: "Can I go to you?"
Cheng Peng closed the document: "It's a job dinner."
"No, I mean ... I'll go to see you at noon." Jiang Yunjian's voice was lower. "We can stay for one afternoon and I'll leave at night."
So sticky?
Cheng Peng laughed, afraid that Jiang Yunjian would be ashamed again. He resisted the laughter: "Come if you want, I will let you pick you up."
"No, I'll go by myself," Jiang Yunjian said busyly. "See you next Saturday."
For the next period, the crew's shooting task was arduous, because it snowed in a few days, and Wu Dian wanted to finish shooting the scenes of spring and summer before it snowed.
Fortunately, the costume play does not need to wear short sleeves. The actor is okay, the actress is somewhat disadvantaged and has to show off her shoulders. After filming a scene, the heroine could not stand the freeze, and returned to the room to warm up temporarily. Jiang Yun stepped forward and discussed things with Wu Dao.
"Leave a leave again?" Wu Dao said as usual. "Since you joined the group, you have asked for two or three times. Kane, this is not possible."
"Sorry." Jiang Yunjian didn't retreat. He took out the shooting schedule. "Guide Wu, look, these are all night shows. I have been working overtime these days, and the staff is there ... I am willing to give you Add class fees, can you see it? "
Wu Dao turned to look at him: "What's the matter?"
"Yes." Jiang Yunjian considered, "It's an important thing."
Wu Dao retracted the indifferent expression of Fang Cai and smiled: "Dating in love?"
Jiang Yunjian felt like he was stepping on his tail, and he opened his mouth for a long while before he said, "Ah, it's not ... it's ... it's not a relationship ..."
"It's done, I know, it's all here." Wu Dao took the watch and pondered for a moment. "Okay, but this is the last time. The next shooting is very tight. I won't give you leave easily." Now you have to understand me. "
Jiang Yunjian thanked him, "Thank you."
A few days later, when Bo Zhen heard the request from Jiang Yunjian, his chin was startled: "What the hell? You say it again, which watch do you want to buy?"
Jiang Yun didn't hesitate and showed him the picture directly.
"This table is more than eight million!" Bozhen's swearing broke out, not because he was fussed, but the price was too outrageous, "Who do you buy?"
Jiang Yunjian also did not hide him: "It will be his birthday in a few days."
... No wonder Jiang Yunjian filmed a night show every night and stayed until two or three o'clock on Saturday.
"Are you addicted to sending watches? Can you change something else?" Bo Zhen said.
Jiang Yunjian was a little embarrassed: "I don't know what else to send."
"Ties, cuffs, and belts are fine." Bo Zhen immediately recommended, "I know a custom store, as long as one hundred thousand custom-made cufflinks are unique."
Jiang Yunjian groaned slightly: "It's good."
"Right! I'll contact you right away!"
"Well, buy the watch for me, too."
"?"
"I'll give both." Jiang Yunjian smiled. "Thank you. I'm worried about a missing watch."
Bozhen blurted: "I beg you, please correct your identity, you are a foster relationship, he is your gold master, you do not need to send him money ..."
As soon as the words came out, he felt that something was wrong and quickly stopped.
Jiang Yun looked down and smiled slightly.
Bo Zhen can't wait to slap himself, he really talked: "Okay ... Actually, Cheng Peng has really treated you well recently, have you been together for two months?"
"Well." Jiang Yunjian returned his mobile phone to him. "Help me book it, brother, it's hard."
Bozhen: "... forget it, I owe him the last time you owe him. This lifetime reincarnation adult came back. I help you buy it, is it?"
"Nothing is owed, it's my one-sided thing." Jiang Yunjian said with a smile, "Thank you, brother."
On Saturday, Jiang Yunjian called a stylist early in the morning. The stylist was quite surprised. After all, relying on his face, Jiang Yunjian did not like to dress up except for activities.
"Where is it going?" The stylist asked.
Jiang Yun paused for a while before he said, "... a very important private occasion."
The stylist nodded: "I understand."
Dressed up, Jiang Yunjian said goodbye to the stylist and went out with the cake and gifts just ordered.
The weather was getting colder and colder. He was well-dressed, and wearing a mask and sunglasses was even more eye-catching, but he didn't care and went straight to the car waiting at the door.
The assistant turned back: "Brother, it's going to snow soon, don't you wear these cold?"
Jiang Yunjian answered the question: "Can you say that it can snow today?"
The assistant froze and looked at the temperature near the oil meter. "Just two days today and tomorrow? The weather forecast should have snowed yesterday, but the result has never been."
Jiang Yunjian said: "Go ahead."
He agreed with Cheng Peng at 12 noon, but he went out early, and it was only 11 o'clock when he arrived in the residential area where Cheng Peng was located.
Jiang Yunjian asked his assistant to stop the car in front of the convenience store.
"Brother, I'll show you to the door. You're too easy to recognize like this." The assistant opened the window and said.
"No, there aren't many people here this weekend, you go back." Jiang Yunjian said, "It's hard."
Cheng Peng still has a lot of inventory at home. He doesn't need to go into the convenience store. He didn't let the assistant drive to Cheng Peng's house, but he was worried about what the other party would find.
Still be cautious.
He walked towards Cheng Peng's house, thinking all along the way, if he arrived in advance without permission, would it cause him trouble?
At the corner, he hesitated for a while, or decided to send a message to ask first.
He put the cake on the ground and took out his mobile phone. It was inconvenient to take off his gloves, and his palms were exposed to the air, bitingly cold.
As soon as I got out of the dialog box, I heard a coughing sound in front of me.
Jiang Yun looked up subconsciously and found a boy standing outside Cheng Peng's house.
The boys are wearing thin, jeans, sneakers, and carrying a backpack. They look very young.
Jiang Yunjian had a relationship with the farmhouse he had two years ago. At that time, the boy was sitting beside Cheng Peng, with a grieved expression and a pitiful face. And Cheng Peng always watched the past intentionally or unintentionally. Even when he rubbed his wrist, he seemed to be looking at the person behind him through himself.
He froze, turned off his phone subconsciously, and couldn't react to his head.
The boy rang the doorbell a few times, Jiang Yunjian's heartbeat beating with his fingertips, fast and slow.
With a click, the door opened.
After Jiang Yun hid behind the wall, he blinked anxiously, then bowed his head, and quickly pulled the exposed part of the cake box back.
He didn't know how long before he carefully poked his head to look.
Cheng Peng was wearing a grey dress and looked at the boy lightly.
The boy lowered his head, his words seemed difficult to speak, and raised his hands to wipe his tears. Finally, he took out the little cake hidden in his backpack. Very small, not as much as a quarter of Jiang Yunjian.
He couldn't hear the conversation between the two.
He stared at Cheng Peng tightly, afraid to blink.
I saw Cheng Peng silent, listening quietly to the person in front of him. For a long time, he sighed.
Then leaned sideways to make way for the people in front.
The boy rushed into the gap and entered the house.
The door closed, and a light noise sounded, separating the world from the two inside.
Jiang Yun stood in a daze, without knowing what he was going to do next.
Cheng Peng already has a cake, so is he going to go in?
Jiang Yunjian stood in the cold wind for a while, but no one came out again. For a moment, he felt that the back of his hand was lightly touched, and a cold wave appeared.
Immediately after that, a few white pieces fell in front of him.
……Snowing.
He watched the weather forecast countless times and looked forward to countless days of early snow, as expected.
Jiang Yunjian bowed his head, watching the snow on the back of his hand melt rapidly, and spread his limbs coldly, so that his internal organs were hurting.
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