After Bai Yueguang's stand-in is passive and slow to work

Chapter 52

Ever since Jiang Zhiyu met Shen Heng after he went abroad, until now, he has been deliberately avoiding these things.

What Shen Heng said is correct, it is not that time has passed, those things in the past can be regarded as not happening.

But he still held a trace of luck in his heart, he wanted to pretend nothing had happened, imagined to continue getting along with Shen Heng as before, and even felt that if this continued, Shen Heng had begun to forgive him slowly.

He held the body that he had been thinking about day and night for so long in his arms, and he was so haunted by his dreams that it drove him crazy, and he refused to let go for a long time.

"I have already resolved the domestic public opinion, and no one will... treat you like that again." Jiang Zhiyu's words were full of guilt: "It was my father who ordered someone to buy a navy to spread rumors on the Internet, and at that time Yu Xiao has already become very popular, and many of his fans have believed the fake information on the Internet, saying that you are," he paused, and then continued in an untouchable voice: "Little San."

Shen Heng closed his eyes, he wanted to delete all the memories about Jiang Zhiyu and the past that were resurfacing in his mind.

This year, whenever he thought about it when he was alone, it would bring back memories that he didn't want to face, so he always kept himself busy, so busy that he didn't have time to think about it.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Jiang Zhiyu's voice trembled a little, and he could no longer be as indifferent as before he broke it.

These memories made him suffer unspeakably. Thinking of everything that Shen Heng experienced in silence at that time, it was okay to cheer up and comfort others. His heart seemed to be dug out by someone, and it couldn't heal. It was painful. He was almost suffocating.

No matter how long Shen Heng has been away, how many days and nights he has been tortured by such guesses and fantasies of being in the same place, he can't sleep all night.

The ringing of the mobile phone interrupted the silence between the two of them as if they were confronting each other. Shen Heng moved his arm and pushed Jiang Zhiyu. Only then did the strength on his body ease, and Jiang Zhiyu reluctantly let go of his arm.

Shen Heng glanced at the phone, then connected the phone, put the phone to his ear, and said softly, "Cheng Hao."

He felt the sharp eyes of the people around him, and Shen Heng turned around and went to the balcony.

When Jiang Zhiyu heard this name, he couldn't help feeling angry, especially because Shen Heng pushed himself away because of the sudden call.

It's been a long time since he heard Shen Heng talking to himself in such a gentle tone.

"Brother Heng, good evening." Song Chenghao's voice was still full of tension.

"Well, good evening." Shen Heng glanced at the surrounding scenery in broad daylight.

"I finished the exam today. I just went to the hotel to rest for a while after dinner. I wanted to sleep, but there is an exam tomorrow, so I'm a little nervous." Song Chenghao said softly, "So I called you, didn't I bother you? "

"No." Shen Heng chuckled lightly: "Cheng Hao, how have you been recently?"

"Well...it's pretty good." Song Chenghao said without much hesitation: "For the postgraduate entrance examination, that's it. I can relax after the examination. I want to travel when I have the opportunity."

"Very good, have you figured out where to go to play?"

"Not yet. I plan to sleep at home for a few days. Brother Yue said to go to him after the exam. He will take me to play first."

"Well, I heard from him two days ago that he just finished a case, and he should be free recently. You guys have fun, and you can send me photos if you are free in the middle."

Thinking of friends in China, Shen Heng's tone was unconsciously tinged with longing, but also faintly disappointed.

"No problem, Brother Heng, when are you going back to China?" Song Chenghao lowered his voice on the other end of the phone: "Since, since we... that, I haven't seen you again."

"I don't know yet. The original plan was two years, but it's not necessarily true." When I had an online meeting with Qin Shuyi a few days ago, Qin Shuyi said that he needed to go back in person when the reputation lawsuit had a process for notarization. It takes a lot of time to go back and forth, and he is now fighting for an Internet trial.

"Then would you like to see me when you come back?" Song Chenghao asked carefully.

"Of course, we are good friends." Shen Heng readily agreed.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and it was not until Song Chenghao said that he had to read for a while that the phone call ended.

Shen Heng put away his phone and wanted to go back to the house, but when he turned around, he was startled by Jiang Zhiyu who was waiting by the glass door of the balcony.

He cautiously stared at Jiang Zhiyu's every move, afraid that he would do something impulsively for no reason. Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhiyu just looked down at him for a while, and then said with eyes and tone full of jealousy: "You treat him Why is it so good."

"What does it have to do with you?" Shen Heng rolled his eyes at him and returned to the living room.

Jiang Zhiyu stared at his back and wanted to say something, but in the end he just pursed his lips and followed him out again.

"What do you want for lunch? I'm going to buy vegetables." Shen Heng took a tablet and sat on the carpet and just turned on a TV series, Jiang Zhiyu sat down beside him familiarly.

Shen Heng was silent for a while, he put the tablet aside, turned around and stared into Jiang Zhiyu's eyes, and said seriously: "Before I call the police, you'd better leave on your own initiative."

"Why are you so cruel to me..." Jiang Zhiyu forced a wry smile, seeing Shen Heng's unmoved expression, he lowered his eyes: "Then I'll leave at night, you let me take care of you for another day, okay?" ?”

"..." Shen Heng looked at him silently.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't like his look, and every time he saw it, he felt disgusted and disgusted, but at this moment, he could only cheekily take Shen Heng's silence as an acquiescence.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyu was determined to stay during the day, Shen Heng didn't waste his time talking.

He held the tablet to scan the show, and Jiang Zhiyu sat next to him to watch it.

This variety show is a comedy variety show in China. It has been released for four seasons, with 12 episodes in each season. Shen Heng will watch it when he has nothing to do, and it has almost become a habit.

The first episode lasted two hours, and by the end of the show, it was already lunch time, and Jiang Zhiyu didn't dare to go out to buy groceries alone, he was afraid that Shen Heng wouldn't open the door after he finished shopping.

He went to the kitchen and looked around, only a few eggs and a handful of spinach that he bought in the morning were left. He was worried about those vegetable leaves, not knowing what to do. I took a bag of instant noodles in the refrigerator.

"Hey." Jiang Zhiyu called out to stop him.

Shen Heng glanced at him, Jiang Zhiyu had already taken the initiative to walk over quickly, and said disapprovingly: "Don't eat instant noodles, I'll cook for you."

"You know how to cook?" Shen Heng raised his eyebrows in a playful tone.

"A little bit..." Jiang Zhiyu obviously lacked confidence.

When he was in China before, he also made meals for Shen Heng a few times, but those things were either semi-finished cooked food from the hotel, which he only needed to heat up, or he cooked them bit by bit according to the recipe.

But after Shen Heng left, he didn't even bother to eat seriously, let alone cooking, and now he almost forgot all about it. Now he can cook porridge and fried eggs, which is already the best food he can cook.

Shen Heng took the instant noodles into the kitchen to cook, but was stopped by Jiang Zhiyu: "You have hypoglycemia every now and then, don't eat this all the time, I will cook for you."

He took the instant noodles from Shen Heng's hand, pushed Shen Heng's shoulders and pushed him out of the kitchen, and said in a doting tone: "Hey, go play for a while by yourself, and you can eat it in a while."

Inexplicably, Shen Heng was pushed out, and inexplicably watched the kitchen door close in front of him.

He can only occasionally cook something for himself when he is free. Most of the time, he buys some cooked food at the law firm or orders a takeaway. There is no fresh food at home. He really wants to see Jiang. Zhiyu can figure out something.

Shen Heng clicked on a new variety show again, and couldn't help laughing halfway through, the kitchen door was opened, and Jiang Zhiyu was walking towards him with a large snow-white porcelain bowl in both hands.

Inside the bowl is a cake.

To be precise, it is an instant noodle cake. It should be boiled and then fried in egg liquid. The appearance is very good, and there is a layer of cold spinach on top.

It looked delicious, Shen Heng was still a little surprised, and heard Jiang Zhiyu sighed quietly: "I wanted to make fried noodles, but I don't know why, but it turned into a pancake in the end."

Shen Heng froze for a moment, couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud at the things in the bowl.

Hearing Shen Heng laughing, Jiang Zhiyu was a little embarrassed at first, but he also laughed. He put the plate in front of Shen Heng: "Baby, try it."

...

At noon, I received a paperwork email from Qin Shuyi. It was a compressed package. After opening it, there was a long string of documents. Shen Heng opened it one by one with a particularly focused expression.

While Shen Heng was reading the email, Jiang Zhiyu sat beside him and watched him.Looking at the subtle expression of his eyebrows, seeing his concentrated and serious demeanor, it seems that he wants to make up for all the missing weight of the year.

With such a line of sight, Shen Heng couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to. Fortunately, Jiang Zhiyu would not disturb him when he was working.

Looking at it all afternoon, his neck was still a little sore, he clenched his fist and tapped the back of his neck, Jiang Zhiyu immediately came over with concern.

"Are you uncomfortable? I'll give you a massage."

Shen Heng didn't even have time to react, a pair of warm palms covered his neck, the force was slightly heavy and a little sore, but it was very comfortable, which made him sigh unconsciously.

Jiang Zhiyu carefully pressed from the back of his neck to his shoulders, and rubbed Shen Heng's shoulder blades and spine with moderate force with his two thumbs. His movements were serious and his expression was so focused that he didn't realize when Shen Heng fell asleep.

He carefully held Shen Heng's shoulders and let him shrink into his arms, and wanted to carry him to the bedroom, but Shen Heng hummed uncomfortably, his tone and movements were unconsciously cute and cute.

Jiang Zhiyu's heart melted, and he stopped carrying him to the bedroom. He gently let Shen Heng rest on his lap, picked up the blanket he used to sleep last night, and gently covered him.

Sleeping on the ground was not very comfortable, Shen Heng moved his neck, and felt that the touch under the pillow didn't seem to be his own pillow.

He half-opened his eyes in a daze, his consciousness was still a little hazy, and he habitually moved forward to get the phone, when he heard a slight gasp above his head.

Shen Heng tried his best to open his eyes and took a look. Jiang Zhiyu's face was not far above him, looking down at him with complicated eyes.

"Huh?" He woke up immediately, only to realize that he was currently pillowing on Jiang Zhiyu's lap.

"Why do you..." The room was dry, and his voice was still hoarse just after waking up.

"Baby." Jiang Zhiyu looked at him with a helpless expression, and his voice was low and sexy: "If you don't let go, I can't help it."

Shen Heng's hands tightened unconsciously while listening to him, only then did he realize that what he just reached out to grab was not the phone, but...

Jiang Zhiyu: ...

Sensing the changes in Jiang Zhiyu's body, Shen Heng retracted his hand in embarrassment, got up and left Jiang Zhiyu's lap, and sat up.

"I miss you so much."

From the moment Shen Heng woke up, from beginning to end, Jiang Zhiyu's pair of black pupils were staring at him closely.

Even though such an ordinary sentence was spoken, the words were ambiguously pronounced by him, and the lingering meaning in the tone was extremely obvious.

He stretched out his hand gently, and gently stroked Shen Heng's soft hair.

Seeing that Shen Heng didn't dodge, the palm of his hand was clasped behind his head, and the other hand climbed on Shen Heng's waist, little by little, gradually upwards to test ambiguously, Jiang Zhiyu leaned forward until his lips were soft. It stuck to Shen Heng's warm and beautiful lips.

"I miss you so much." He whispered vaguely.

Shen Heng was out of breath from this entangled kiss, he turned away his face and avoided it, but Jiang Zhiyu took advantage of the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek, and the delicate kisses fell one by one, from the side of the face, to the neck.

They used to be together for too long, and they knew each other too well. It's not like Shen Heng didn't think about it in the past half a year, but he was usually too busy and was abroad, so he kept suppressing himself.

Now that he has the opportunity to enjoy venting, he doesn't intend to play any tricks of pretending to be reserved, after all, his interest has been gradually aroused by Jiang Zhiyu's actions.

Shen Heng closed his eyes lightly, and touched Jiang Zhiyu's chest with his fingertips.

Shen Heng was responding to himself, and this realization made Jiang Zhiyu even more excited.

He slightly increased the strength of the palm holding the back of Shen Heng's head, and pressed him even tighter in his arms.

...

The sky was getting dark outside the window, Shen Heng was lying on his side on the carpet, his eyes were half closed, and his body felt a little weak.Jiang Zhiyu kissed him on the face from behind, and did it carefully to comfort him afterwards, then picked him up and went to the bathroom to take a clean shower.

After taking a shower, Shen Heng changed into pajamas, and lazily watched TV on the bed like an old Buddha.

Jiang Zhiyu went into the bathroom and rinsed briefly. He didn't bring a change of clothes. Shen Heng's shirt was a bit small for him, but luckily it was covered by a coat, so nothing could be seen.

He came out of the bathroom refreshed, and saw Shen Heng raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "You can go now."

Jiang Zhiyu's footsteps faltered, and he asked in disbelief, "Are you driving me away now?"

"The meal is finished and the bed is gone, what are you doing here?" Shen Heng lowered his head and tapped the tablet a few times, and said calmly.

Jiang Zhiyu was so angry that he wanted to laugh: "You don't recognize anyone after you get out of bed, that's heartless."

Shen Heng blinked, looked at him, and seemed puzzled: "Is there any problem?"