Wen Shiqing woke up in the middle of the night.

He opened his eyes, and his eyes were white.

He flexed his fingers lightly, and subconsciously pinched the fabric under his body tightly.

But the fabric was a little rough, causing him to tilt his head.

Turning his head, he saw the boy sleeping on the edge of the bed in an extremely uncomfortable position, with his lips opening and closing, breathing shallowly.

Wen Shiqing paused for a moment, then looked down at the person beside the bed.

He raised his hand hesitantly, and gently touched the boy's cheek with his fingers.

The skin is warm, and the tip of the nose is breathing.

Wen Shiqing moved his fingers slightly, as if he could feel the fine fluff on the young man's face.

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the line of his lips that had been stretched all the way loosened a little at this moment.

Jiang had not slept very soundly, and was always in a daze.

When Wen Shiqing's hand fell on his face, he woke up.

Jiang already felt that the finger on his cheek was about to move away, and he subconsciously raised his hand to grab that finger.

The young man blinked his eyelashes lightly, and opened his eyes, with the mist of just waking up in his eyes, so pitiful.

He said softly: "Wen Shiqing."

Wen Shiqing hummed softly: "Did you wake up?"

"Why don't you go to bed and sleep, it's cold." Wen Shiqing's voice was hoarse, a little helpless: "I don't even cover myself with a quilt."

Jiang Ji raised his head and said with a smile, "I'm in good health, so I won't get in the way."

His face was pale, he seemed to be recovering from a serious illness, and he didn't look like he was in good health at all.

Maybe he didn't even notice that he looked like a piece of paper that could be broken at any time.

Wen Shiqing smiled, and patted the bed beside him: "Come up."

Jiang's eyes were already wide open, as if he didn't understand.

Wen Shiqing frowned: "If you don't come up, you want me to go down to accompany you?"

Jiang Ji took off his shoes in a numb manner, and got into Wen Shiqing's quilt.

He was afraid of squeezing Wen Shiqing, so he tried his best to shrink himself to the side of the bed.

Wen Shiqing raised his hand to grab the boy's waist, and pulled him into his arms.

The little guy is as thin as a bamboo pole, what place can he occupy.

Jiang was already wrapped around his waist, unable to move.

He stiffened and was drawn into the warm breath.The body that was originally cold and temperatureless seemed to be relieved in an instant.

He looked up, and all he could see was the man's stubbled chin.

Wen Shiqing is a very clean person, and his stubble usually doesn't stay overnight.

But Jiang no longer disliked his stubble, on the contrary, he liked it very much.

Jiang already felt that Wen Shiqing was very masculine.

But for some reason, tears welled up in his eyes, teary.

He raised his hand to stroke Wen Shiqing's chin, his voice was weak and his mouth was flattened.

"Wen Shiqing, have you been looking for me these days?"

Although he knew the answer, Jiang Ji still wanted to hear it with his own ears.

Wen Shiqing rubbed his ears, the cold earlobes seemed to warm up in his hands.

He lowered his head slightly, kissed Jiang Ji's forehead, and said with a smile, "I look like someone who would abandon you?"

Jiang was silent: "You sent the Xu family to jail without telling me."

He only learned about it from Zhang Wen.

These more or less made Jiang Ji a little uncomfortable, he would feel that he was not that important in Wen Shiqing's heart.

If it was said that in the past Jiang Ji only wanted to play casually with Wen Shiqing, then now he wants to gain a place in Wen Shiqing's heart.

He never does anything he is not sure about.

So, he hit it off.

Wen Shiqing didn't know that he was brooding over this matter, his brows were apologetic, and his voice was low: "I'm sorry, I didn't consider your feelings."

He explained: "I didn't mean to let you get involved."

He gently held the boy's chin, and scratched it with his fingers lightly, as if deliberately flattering him: "It's all about rotten peach blossoms. Mucheng followed you for a few days, didn't you notice?"

Jiang already blinked his eyes in confusion and shook his head.

He really doesn't know anything.

He may not have seen Xu Mucheng for a long time, so how could he be aware of this.

Wen Shiqing knew that his heart was sloppy, so she smiled helplessly: "He is enjoying himself, if it wasn't for the company's troubles to stop him, he would probably come to you directly."

"But in those few days, his subordinates have been following you. I dare not expose you, nor tell you my plan."

"You are still a child, you shouldn't be involved in these disputes, and I have my own concerns." He was rarely depressed: "I'm afraid you will reveal your secrets, and I am afraid that the Xu family will rush to you. But I didn't expect..."

Unexpectedly, Huo Qi, whom he had never cared about, finally became the one who almost killed Jiang.

Wen Shiqing lowered her eyebrows, her eyelashes cast a shadow on her cheeks.He bowed his head and kissed Jiang Ji's forehead, sympathizing with all kinds of things, cherishing and cherishing: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Jiang Ji didn't actually blame him, he knew that Wen Shiqing had already given him the best.

So, he didn't take it to heart.

Without Hodge, the explanation he asked for would not have been delayed until now.

Maybe when he sneaked out alone, Wen Shiqing would come to him, and they would untie their knots that night.

Jiang Ji raised his head slightly, and couldn't help but use his lips to search for Wen Shiqing's chin. He said softly, "I see, I don't blame you."

He wanted to cry a little, but the tears filled his eyes and he couldn't hold it anymore. When he looked up, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, ran across his cheek, and landed on Wen Shiqing's palm.

"Wen Shiqing, are your legs okay?" He asked softly.

Wen Shiqing pecked his lips lightly, "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Jiang Ji gave an obedient ooh, grabbed the corner of the man's clothes with his fingers, and nestled into the man's arms, softening his body, like an obedient kitten.

"Wen Shiqing, let's not separate in the future, shall we?"

Wen Shiqing hummed, and hugged him into her arms with a little strength in her hands.

"I won't separate it anymore, put it in your pocket and take it with you wherever you go."

Jiang Ji nodded obediently, thinking of something, twitched his eyelashes, and loosened the corner of Wen Shiqing's clothes with his fingers.

He changed his address back to "Uncle Wen, have we met before?"

There is an element of doubt in this statement, but more of an affirmation.

Wen Shiqing was too strange.

Thinking about it now, the encounter between him and Wen Shiqing in this life was also very strange.

He should not be a person who is always on call and will unconditionally lend a helping hand to strangers.

And what Wen Shiqing said in the plot.

Jiang already stared at Wen Shiqing, not missing any expression changes on Wen Shiqing's face.

But unfortunately, Wen Shiqing's expression did not change, and he was even surprised: "Why do you think so?"

Jiang was already a little discouraged. He should have exposed it quietly.

But now, he suddenly wanted to talk to Wen Shiqing.

There was a trace of bitterness on the corner of his lips, and a trace of nervousness in his eyes.

"If... If I said, I dreamed it, would you believe it?"

Jiang already didn't want to hide from Wen Shiqing, he trusted Wen Shiqing.

But he doesn't believe in himself.

I don't believe that I can handle such a supernatural thing well.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, there was silence in the ward.

After a long while, Wen Shiqing said hoarsely: "Dream?"

It can be seen that this matter also exceeded his expectations.

Jiang Ji forced a smile: "Will you not believe me?"

Wen Shiqing lowered her head and bumped into the nervous eyes of the young man.

He suddenly raised his hand and rubbed the boy's head: "Believe it, why don't you believe it?"

Jiang Ji's eyes lit up.

Wen Shiqing said: "Why don't you tell me more, what did you dream about?"

That night, Jiang seemed to have fallen into a gentle vortex, as if he had finally merged with this world.

Since he had this secret, he has been wandering in and out of this world.

His heart can't fall into place.

But tonight, the moonlight outside the window is beautiful, and it seems that Jiang has finally found his home.

In this world, he is not the only one who knows this secret.

He no longer has to wander alone.

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There was a car accident a few days ago, it was terrible, and I almost thought I would never see the sun tomorrow.Finally updated today!