"Hunger strike?"
Jiang Kezhou washed his hands in front of the sink, put down his sleeves that reached his elbows to cover the scars on his arms, and calmly said to Assistant Yan who was "panicked" on the phone: "Okay, I see."
An hour later, Jiang Kezhou appeared in the corridor outside the ward door.
The last time Yan Zhixing saw him outside the operating room, he almost didn't recognize him. At that time, Jiang Kezhou was in a very poor state, not to mention decadent and gloomy, frighteningly thin, and looked lifeless. See you again after a few days, although Jiang Kezhou is still thin, but the feeling of the past has faintly recovered, at least his eyes are no longer dark and dull. It's just that Yan Zhixing always felt that there was something wrong with him. Although no one would worry about him jumping off the building with his current appearance, it still made people unable to get close. His expression seemed to be alienated and ethereal as if he was separated from the world by a layer, as if he was about to turn into a fairy and go away if he didn't catch it at a glance.
Jiang Kezhou asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
"Yes," Yan Zhixing worried, "Ye Dong is not here, no one can persuade him. Among these people, you are the only one who can listen to what you have to say, let's put aside other things for now, coax him over first, okay?"
Jiang Kezhou twitched the corners of his mouth, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "This is forcing me on a hunger strike. Please, Mr. Yan, wait outside for a while." Without waiting for him to reply, he pushed the door open and walked into the ward, snapping back The lock fell with a bang.
The person half lying on the hospital bed was awakened suddenly by the sound of the door closing.
Counting it, the two haven't seen each other for nearly three months. When they parted, they were both well. When they saw each other again, it was after both of them had a serious illness. Rounding up, they almost experienced a "farewell to life and death".
Jiang Kezhou was originally full of anger, and Ye Zheng was originally stubborn, but seeing each other suddenly at this moment, all thoughts were completely lost, leaving only the sourness of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.
Jiang Kezhou seemed to be nailed to the three-acre land at the door, looking at the thin man not far away in a trance, with a lingering sadness in his chest, turbulently washing away his unsustainable but still struggling story calm down.
"I lost a lot of weight..."
Ye Zheng stretched out his hand to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come here, let me have a look."
Like a marionette on a string, Jiang Kezhou stiffly followed his direction, approaching the hospital bed step by step, and stopped three steps away from him.
"If you don't eat," he lowered his head to avoid Ye Zheng's gaze, and said in a soft voice, "sooner or later you will become as thin as me."
Ye Zheng's incision was in his abdomen, and he usually lay down and dared not move. Jiang Kezhou refused to touch him, so he supported the bed with his arms, forcing himself into a half-recumbent shape. The man broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and his voice was weak, but he still insisted on reaching out his hand, carefully holding his fingertips as if afraid of scaring him away.
"You are here, everything will be fine in the future."
On such a hot day, none of their hands were warm. It was like two lumps of ice saying hello when they touched each other, completely unconscious.
But Jiang Kezhou only saw his movement, and felt that from the point where the skin touched, the burning pain spread rapidly along the nerves, as if a big net was woven out of thin air, and he was firmly trapped in it. Limbs and bones, every inch of flesh and blood in his body hurt, but he didn't dare to break free from Ye Zheng's hand. I'm afraid that if I throw it away, this person will never be found again.
The heart curled up into a small ball in the pain from which there was nowhere to escape.
Jiang Kezhou stared at the handshake of the two, his eyes slowly turned red.
He also kept it from Ye Zheng, no one knew better than him what trade-offs and concerns a person had to make such a decision. Jiang Kezhou knew that he should be grateful, rational and restrained, but he was like a spoiled child in front of Ye Zheng, and he couldn't care less about reason.
He asked in a trembling voice: "It was you who drove me away, and you were the one who forced me to come to see you... What do you think of me? Take it when it's useful, and throw it away when it's not?"
As soon as Ye Zheng's hands warmed up, he saw big tears pouring down from him, almost forming a thread. His shoulders were shaking, his breathing was out of rhythm, from choking to silent and violent crying.
Ye Zheng has known Jiang Kezhou for so many years, but he has never seen him cry like this. This scene was so impactful that Ye Zheng was stunned for a long time before hugging him into his arms at a loss.
"Let go," Jiang Kezhou gritted his teeth, "Ye Zheng, you were the one who said you wanted to break up."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Ye Zheng leaned against his soft hair, ran his hands down his back, and kept apologizing, "It's okay, if you cry, you won't be wronged if you cry... It's my fault, I've made you worry for so long, I'm sorry... I won't hide it from you again, I promise you, okay?"
Jiang Kezhou clenched his fingertips tightly, as if he wanted to crush his bones.
This person once caused him so much pain, but the body he stretched out to hold was so warm.
The momentary feeling of losing and regaining is not pleasant. You have to go through a long period of heart-wrenching pain before you can taste a little sweetness that is almost nothing.
Jiang Kezhou was afraid of touching his wound, so he only dared to cry on his shoulder, and supported the head of the bed with one hand to prevent his weight from accidentally pressing him down. She cried so considerately that she was afraid of causing trouble to others.
Ye Zheng hugged him and kept coaxing him, making him cry so hard that his heart ached and he almost shed tears. Thanks to his restraint, the scene didn't turn into two people hugging each other and crying.
When Jiang Kezhou raised his head, he leaned over and kissed the corners of his red eyes lightly, tasting the bitterness and saltiness of tears.
"I won't make you cry anymore..." Ye Zheng hugged Jiang Kezhou tightly, and sighed against his forehead, "I can remember this taste forever."
Assistant Yan, who was sticking to the door, heard the cries inside gradually weakened until finally he didn't hear them, so he straightened up with lingering fear and his face softened. He let out a long breath. He said to the nurse who came to take care of him: "Wait outside the door for a while before going in. I'm going to smoke a cigarette."
Ye Zheng's pathology report finally confirmed that the tumor was a benign leiomyoma, and it was not cancerous. As long as he went home and recuperated, he would gradually recover.
A month later, Ye Zheng was discharged from the hospital, and together with Ye Junyan Zhixing and others, he sold out forcibly and dragged Jiang Kezhou back home.
Mr. Ye was "obsessed with ghosts" (according to him) and made a wrong decision. Jiang Kezhou did what he said, and really let him hang out for a whole year, rejecting his various improper requests on the grounds of "transitional period". The dignified and domineering CEO now has a very low status in the family, and he can't boss him around at all. He does everything he can to get a little bit of welfare from his baby by acting like a baby all day long.
In December, when the old year left a sharp tail and various annual inventory plans took shape, another big news broke out in the entertainment industry.
According to reports from the masses, the police arrested three suspects Song, Xie and Yan suspected of illegally possessing drugs in an apartment in a certain district, and seized a small amount of drugs and drug paraphernalia at the scene.
Weibo, Tianya and other major social media are all fried.
The surname "Yan" is very rare in the entertainment industry, and an insider immediately revealed that the person who was arrested was the famous actor Yan Jia. There is a lot of relationship between relatives and relatives.
The onlookers immediately started a wealth of guesses and associations, especially for the undisclosed Song X. After a lot of analysis and guesswork, most of the current online guesses point to a certain female celebrity named Song who has been married to a wealthy family for many years. brother.
Jiang Kezhou put down the practice questions in his hand, attracted by Ye Zhengnian's news headline, leaned over to watch the news: "Yan Jia was arrested for taking drugs? What did you do?"
He applied for the master's degree in economics and management at J University, and in order to study hard, he handed over his mobile phone to Ye Zheng for safekeeping. Ye Zheng draped his shoulders, his eyes fell from the open collar, and he could still see the old scars near the carotid artery.
"What does it have to do with me? The clues were provided by the masses, and the man was caught by the police uncle." Ye Zheng squeezed his shoulder lightly, "Xie Yu, Yan Jia's manager, and Song, Song Song Fei is Song Jie's younger brother."
"It was Song Fei who broke the chain and released the dog back then. Song Jie and the others wanted Song Fei's daughter to marry into the Ye family, and Yan Jia added a link to the plan prepared for Han Xuyang. Han Xuyang and his group were responsible for the kidnapping. Song Fei's group of people tampered with the cage. Yan Jia probably brainwashed Sein Fei that you were a stumbling block preventing his daughter from marrying into the Ye family, and that idiot believed it, so he wanted to put you to death."
"Really?" Jiang Kezhou sat upright and turned back to the writing desk, "It's hard for him to dig such a deep hole. His brain is so smart, it's not good to do something."
In fact, after going through these life-and-death events, Jiang Kezhou thought of what Yan Jia did back then, and the hatred in his heart faded a lot. He belatedly understood that everything was done because of "love". Although this reason has a strong sense of self-centeredness, at least it still retains a touch of humanity, which allows people to "deliberately and intentionally hurt" , relieved as an offense that was too violent.
Ye Zheng saw that his attitude was dispensable, so he didn't say any more, he just said: "Send him in for a while to get used to it. It won't end until he dies."
"It's almost enough," Jiang Kezhou patted the back of his hand, "Don't be so hostile. The big crime you suffered this year has something to do with your being too sharp in the past. If you have to forgive others and forgive others, you should be It’s doing good deeds.”
"You don't hate him?"
"Why don't you hate him?" Jiang Kezhou asked calmly, "It makes you vomit blood, how can I not hate him?"
"However, when I was doing a biopsy in the hospital later, I heard from the doctor that thanks to the early detection, otherwise the gastric ulcer would continue to deteriorate, and the tumor would most likely become cancerous." Vomiting blood, I don’t know how long your stomach problem will last. Misfortune and fortune depend on each other. Although Yan Jia is hateful, she also gave you a glimmer of life. As long as you are safe and sound, there is nothing I can’t let go of.”
Ye Zheng pressed down from behind and hugged him including the back of the chair: "Okay, I'll listen to you. But even if I don't want his life, it's you who have done good deeds for me."
Jiang Kezhou was willing to let it go gently, but Ye Zheng was not the one to let things go.
At the beginning, he missed a good opportunity because of a sudden illness. Anyway, now that he has recovered from his illness, he has plenty of time to settle the matter slowly.
"Speaking of which, there is one more thing. Song Jie's father stopped me from touching her. The old man was biased to protect her shortcomings, and Ye Feng came to plead every day. In the end, the elder brother said that he would pay if he didn't bleed, and Song Jie will pay you a lot. A new house under construction on the Fourth Ring Road and 500,000 medical expenses." Ye Zheng lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek comfortingly: "After all, she still occupies the status of an elder, and I have wronged you."
Jiang Kezhou: "..."
This level of compensation is almost as good as that of Pengci.
At the end of December, Jiang Kezhou took the exam for the master's degree in economics and management at J University, and the results were announced in mid-February of the following year. Forced by his livelihood, he gave up the postgraduate quota he had already obtained; and after five full years, he returned to the professional field he was familiar with.
The new semester started in March, and Jiang Kezhou sat among a group of young students who were five or six years younger than him. Although he has been away from university life for many years, and his state of mind was completely different then, but this feeling is still nostalgic and full of expectations.
"Professor Zhong."
The weather in early May has already had a harbinger of high temperature. Even if the air conditioner is turned on in the classroom, it is inevitable to make people sweat a little. The young man was still wearing a long-sleeved shirt, his wrists and neckline were buttoned up meticulously, and there was no trace of sweat on his body, standing in front of the old professor cleanly.
A few girls packed their schoolbags procrastinatingly and refused to leave, sneaking glances at him.
The old professor noticed the girls' eyes and looked at Jiang Kezhou with a smile, with a kind teasing in his eyes. He was taken aback for a moment, then reacted, lowered his head slightly, and showed a gentle and helpless smile.
"How do you feel, are you still able to keep up?" Professor Zhong picked up the USB drives and books scattered on the podium, and chatted authentically, "I see that your grades were good before, and it must be difficult for you to pick up this knowledge again. Disaster."
Jiang Kezhou picked up the cup for him, and the two of them left the classroom one after the other, and walked slowly along the corridor towards the office: "It's been too long since I left this line of work, and it was a bit difficult at the beginning, but now I just regained a little feeling."
"I'm not worried about you being lazy at all," Professor Zhong said with a smile, "You are much more self-conscious than those kids. Read more books, and you'd better have some practical experience."
"yes."
Professor Zhong said again: "I have a class for undergraduates in the second half of the year, and you just happen to be coming to study for graduate students. Do you have time to be a teaching assistant for me?"
Jiang Kezhou raised his eyebrows in surprise. Different from his usual gentleness and calmness, this subtle expression brought out a bright and flamboyant youthful vigor, like a corner of beautiful jade wrapped in stone skin suddenly revealing its brilliance, even Professor Zhong was suddenly moved by this temperament .
"I have time," he nodded, thanking him solemnly, "I will work hard, thank you teacher for your trouble."
Professor Zhong smiled and waved his hand to indicate that you are welcome, and as he walked into the office, he asked casually, "Oh, by the way, Xiao Jiang, do you have a girlfriend?"
Jiang Kezhou was dumb, and after a while he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Yes."
Professor Zhong laughed: "Very good, very good."
Jiang Kezhou left Professor Zhong's office and walked through the corridor to the elevator. After class, almost all the students in the building had left, and the empty corridor was illuminated by the bright sunlight at three o'clock in the afternoon, which made people feel happy for no reason.
A low-key black Phaeton stopped at the entrance of the college. Jiang Kezhou opened the door, threw his computer bag into the back seat, and sat in the front passenger seat. The cool breeze turned the inside of the car and the outside into two completely different worlds. Jiang Kezhou breathed a sigh of relief, unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled up his sleeves and folded them to the elbows, revealing dozens of criss-crossed lines on his wrists without hesitation. Vertical and horizontal scars.
Ye Zheng's gaze paused for half a second on those old wounds without any trace, and then he looked away as if nothing had happened, and said: "Just now, the news came that the Qin Palace was "raided" for being involved in gangsters. I heard that the person in charge of the area also He was taken away to cooperate with the investigation. This year's anti-corruption efforts are stronger than in previous years. Qiao Gaochang happened to hit the gun. Daqin Films has always been a place for these grandchildren to launder their money. I am afraid that the people below will be unlucky with these few .”
Last year, Daqin Films supported Yan Jia behind the scenes, and the grievances between Ye Zheng and Yan Jia actually became a confrontation between the two companies. When Yan Jia just jumped ship, it was the most glorious peak of Daqin Films. Afterwards, with successive drug scandals and economic censorship, Daqin seemed to have really responded to the prophecy that "the second generation will die" and began to show signs of decline. .
Jiang Kezhou didn't expect such a big splash in the end. Those who know the inside story may make a little association with Ye Zheng, but after thinking about it, they immediately know that it is impossible. Ye Zheng is just the boss of an entertainment company. No matter how powerful he is, he is not strong enough to use the sharp edge of "national law" directly. In the eyes of others, even though he had grievances with Da Qin before, this time he just took advantage of the anti-corruption wind and picked up a ready-made bargain.
Secretly fueling the flames, laying down the snake line of grass and gray. On the bright side, he doesn't touch anything, just watching from the sidelines like a wolf with a big tail. From the beginning to the end of the whole incident, there was no hint of conspiracy and trickery. This is Ye Zheng's style of conduct. Yan Jia has learned a lot, but it is only superficial after all.
Jiang Kezhou knew it well, so he didn't delve into it, he just asked: "That Yan Jia..."
Ye Zheng snorted coldly while driving: "He's just a small shrimp, so there's no need to think about it for now. His concubine Yang Kai hid a lot of drugs in his house, illegally possessing them, allowing others to take drugs, plus covering up The charges must have been at least five years. If he had survived, Daqin would have rotted into the garbage dump."
For a clean freak, "rotten into the garbage dump" is almost the most vicious curse in the world. Jiang Kezhou peeked at Ye Zheng's side face, always feeling that he looked calm, but was actually very happy inside. Thinking about it, even though he didn't say anything, this matter has been weighing heavily on his heart.
They almost passed it by, and the fear of loss still lingers to this day. Jiang Kezhou was so frightened by Ye Zheng's illness that he had no bottom line. He only wanted him to be alive and well, safe and healthy, and everything else was up to him. But Ye Zheng insisted on doing something to offset the pain and calm his anger.
But in fact, they all know that the root of fear is not parasitic outside, and fighting fire with fire may relieve the pain for a while, but it cannot solve all problems in the end.
When the two arrived home in the evening, when Jiang Kezhou was about to change clothes, Ye Zheng stopped him: "Baby, come to the study with me first."
Ye Zheng's destination is not the small study where Jiang Kezhou usually stays, but another big study like his office. He pushed Jiang Kezhou on the chair behind the desk, opened the safe by himself, and took out several thick stacks of documents from it.
Jiang Kezhou caught sight of the bright red steel seal with sharp eyes, which were all official documents. His breathing stopped for a moment involuntarily, and his heart hung leisurely like a hot air balloon on fire.
"Although you don't care about it anymore, Yan Jia's fate is what I should give you about the incident at Christmas the year before last. I'm sorry for making you wait so long, so I prepared a compensation gift for you."
Ye Zheng put several documents in front of Jiang Kezhou.
The company's equity, funds, deposits, RV and other property rights certificates, huge personal insurance, and even a will, Jiang Kezhou is the designated heir.
Jiang Kezhou was frightened and stood up from his chair: "What are you doing?!"
"Don't panic, listen to me first." Ye Zheng gently pressed him to sit back: "Did I say before that I feel that you lack a sense of security in your heart and don't believe that we can go on forever? Maybe until now, you You can’t just give everything to me without worry, can you?”
Jiang Kezhou said shyly, "Sorry..."
"I hope that one day you can refute me firmly, say 'no', and then walk through this life with me, without turning away because of mistrust, hesitation, or any misunderstanding." He slowly put his palm on Jiang Kezhou Putting the palms of your hands together and interlocking your fingers, "I know that building a sense of security is a long process, so before you are willing to open that door to me, let me give myself to you this time."
Ye Zheng bowed, knelt on one knee on the expensive and soft carpet, took his hand, and placed a soft kiss on the root of his ring finger. The other hand reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box.
Open it, inside is a pair of clear platinum rings.
Ye Zheng stuffed the ring box into Jiang Kezhou's hand. At that moment, his heart suddenly beat very fast, as if the affection flowing in his chest had finally gained substance, and he poured it into this small box half the size of a palm, like a silly child who came to offer a treasure, expecting and feeling anxious Waiting for the adult's approval.
He stared intently at the man who had been with him for five years, with a gentle smile on his lips, but imperceptible uneasiness hidden in his voice: "Okay, put on the ring for me, and you have to be responsible to me for the rest of your life." , cannot repent, there is no transition period, and no more breakups are allowed.
"All my wealth, as well as myself, are you... willing to accept?"
The whole world suddenly fell silent in his eyes.
Jiang Kezhou recalled the day when they first met, there was a window next to the sofa, and the afterglow fell on the radiant marble floor. At that time, he was sitting and Ye Zheng was standing, aloofly giving him a nurturing contract, asking him to use his five years of life to make an expensive deal. The scene now is similar to five years ago, the only difference is that he is sitting, and Ye Zheng is kneeling at his feet, lowering his body, carefully holding a heart, hoping to exchange the rest of his life.
He has been standing there without making any progress, taking indifference as a protective cover, and he refuses to take a step further. For five years, Ye Zheng waded through the water step by step, and finally stopped before his eyes.
So now, can he also reach out and try to reach the skylight that is within reach
With trembling fingers, Jiang Kezhou took out a ring from the box, and put it on the ring finger of Ye Zheng's left hand carefully and cautiously. Then, as he did just now, he held his hand and branded a kiss on the ring.
"I promise you."
he said softly.
The twilight that emerges from the corner of the wall climbs up the window, and the dusk outside the window is as gentle as the old year.
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