Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

After his birthday, Jiang Qingchi didn't want to go back to school so quickly.

The school is not very attractive to him now, because there is no one he wants to meet.

Just by the weekend, several brothers from high school called together to get together.

Boys are different from girls. Girls can stay home for a month and eat and drink at home. Boys can’t. Networks and circles need to be contacted through occasions.

but--

Jiang Qingchi usually doesn't need to take the initiative to contact others, because others take the initiative to contact him, his friends are all in the same circle, and his parents are either presidents, doctors, or officials.

He drove a sports car to the restaurant by himself, that is, at his own site, Jiang Beiyuan gave him a car.

When he arrived at the restaurant, the front desk and the waiter's eyes stuck to him, just like the radar, where he went, where did they follow.

At such a party occasion, Jiang Qingchi dresses casually, but he will not lose his face. He wears casual clothes, tens of thousands of sports shoes, and a Patek Philippe men’s watch on his left wrist. He doesn’t wear such expensive ones at school. I feel troublesome and unnecessary.

Such a handsome guy, with good looks and a famous brand, does not depend on who he looks at!

However, the thing that doesn't match this outfit is the gray scarf around his neck.

Knitted, old fashioned, tassels are popular these days.

As soon as he entered the box, the boy who had the best relationship with Jiang Qingchi High School hooked his shoulders.

"Is this scarf picked up? It's so ugly."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingchi sank his face all at once, "You say it again and try again?"

The other party's name was Yu Hao, and he smiled disapprovingly, "What's wrong, I'm not allowed to say a scarf, is it your mother or sister?"

"roll."

"Don't tell me, I still want to chase your sister, your sister is an adult, you can chase it!"

"You are not worthy of adulthood." Jiang Qingchi bent a finger and poked Yu Hao's shoulder.

People who want to chase his sister can line up two long streets. How old is he? Not even brothers.

Soon, the rest of the brothers came one after another, and several boys fisted, hugged, slapped the shoulders or beaten twice to show that they missed each other.

Then I sat down and felt about seven or eight boys at a table.

"Hey, Conggen hasn't come yet?" Yu Hao yelled.

Conggen was originally named Li Cong, and he was lean and thin, and was called Conggen by the big guy.

"Gen'er is behind, I heard that I brought my girlfriend here, so I want to introduce to my brother!"

These words, I don't know which word called Jiang Qingchi's heart, the servant took a bowl of tea in front of him and drank several sips.

Didn’t it mean that the tea is smooth?

"What's wrong with the pool, isn't it hot with a scarf?"

The heating in the box was turned on to 30 degrees, and the rest of the people took off their coats, and Jiang Qingchi was wearing a scarf around his neck, which seemed extraordinarily violent.

Jiang Qingchi didn't look up, "Wearing it, I feel at ease."

As soon as the voice fell, Li Cong came.

Li Cong took a very beautiful girlfriend.

The girlfriend saw Jiang Qingchi as soon as she walked in.

She didn't look at it on purpose, it's purely because this person's appearance is too outstanding, even if he doesn't sit in the middle, it attracts attention like a crowd.

"Introduce me, my girlfriend, An Xin."

Jiang Qingchi raised his eyelids lazily.

Just a moment.

The next second he closed his eyes, and there was no extra expression on his face.

An Xin smiled, "Li Cong, it turns out that you and Jiang Qingchi are friends, I won't tell you earlier!"

"Hey? You two know each other?"

"Ah... yes, we both have a major in each class at university."

An Xin said this very proudly, and looked at Jiang Qingchi smugly. The latter bent an arm to prop his forehead. There was no emotion on that handsome face. It seemed to be distracted, and it seemed that he didn't care about An Xin's closeness.

Li Cong grabbed the melon seeds on the table and threw them towards Jiang Qingchi.

"Speaking to you, did you hear me?"

Jiang Qingchi frowned, his voice faint, "Ang, know, not familiar."

Didn't you see that he was depressed? He didn't wink and hit the muzzle.

Li Cong looked at Yu Hao, "What's wrong with him?"

Yu Hao shrugged, "I don't know, it's the same as being broken in love."

In a word, Jiang Qingchi's air was lifted up.

Why does anyone say he looks like a brokenhearted lover? Is there any reason?

Pulling the collar of Yu Hao beside him, he almost gritted his teeth, "If you take a good look, do I look like a brokenhearted lover?"

Yu Hao is not afraid of death: "It's either a broken relationship or a divorce, otherwise, it's a cuckold?"

"You're a cuckold only—your whole family is cuckold!"

"Haha it's like this, Jiang Qingchi had a girlfriend in college,"

An Xin suddenly said, raising her hand along the way, and pulling the broken hair from her forehead behind her ears. This gesture was very gentle and beautiful, so that the boys except Jiang Qingchi all looked at her.

Realizing that she has become the focus of everyone, An Xin smiled:

"That girl's name is Mu Yanzhu, and her name is pretty good."

"How do you look? Who is beautiful compared to Cheng Huan?" a brother asked.

An Xin puzzled, "Who is Cheng Huan?"

"Oh, that was my girlfriend from Chizi high school, a school girl."

Li Cong explained to her that he found Cheng Huan's photos from Cheng Huan's circle of friends and showed them to An Xin.

Upon seeing this, An Xin's lips hooked again.

"Maybe I speak more straightforwardly. I think Cheng Huan is much more beautiful than Mu Yanzhu, ah, yes, I heard that Mu Yanzhu is not very good in character, she is a very weird girl, and her popularity is not good. Heard, just listen to it—"

"Wow!"

The dining table was overturned at once.

The plate that fell to the ground reflected An Xin's frightened pale face, and the words that hadn't been finished, were blocked in her throat, unable to get down or up.

The person who lifted the table was condescending, staring at her as if his public eyebrows were poisoned.

"I tell you, I don't hit women, but!"

"Let me hear you say something bad about my daughter-in-law, it's really not good!"

After speaking, Jiang Qingchi picked up his jacket, put it on, and went out directly.

Like a ghost coming out of the depths of hell, he walked on the moon and left with bloodthirsty. No one dared to provoke him, and no one dared to compete with him.

"Bang!" An Xin cried out with the sound of the door slammed, startled.

Li Cong patted her hair and comforted her, "It's alright, my brother is like this, he has a bad temper, don't take it to your heart, turn around and I will talk about him!"

Yu Hao sighed: "We didn't talk about Cheng Huan less before, nor did we see the pool like this. What's going on with this, eating him to death?"

"Who knows, ask the waiter to pack things first."

...

Jiang Qingchi left the restaurant and saw two small characters written in the lower right corner of the scarf.

Rivers.

He clenched his scarf tightly.

"Whose river am I? It's been three days. I said you went home. I didn't say anything about the rest. I didn't say how I was doing or missed me. I can't get through this life? I knew you had started. Don't mess with me, I didn't know I would like you so much."

"Who do you like?"

A voice rang behind him, shocking Jiang He Huhai.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a familiar face, Guazi face with big eyes, exquisite facial features, Xiaojiabiyu's dress, who else would it be besides Cheng Huan.

"When did you go home, I thought you were still at school."

"Come back to celebrate your birthday, and you will go back tomorrow."

In fact, he didn't go back tomorrow, Jiang Qingchi said so deliberately, turned around and left.

Cheng Huan followed him, "How are you doing? Have you had a new girlfriend? Are you still single?"

"What's your business? We've been together for a few lives."

Jiang Qingchi is annoying Cheng Huan now.

To be precise, he was annoyed with women except Mu Yanzhu.

The reason why I dated Cheng Huan before was because she was a schoolgirl and she looked good, and my brothers said she was hard to follow.

Hard to chase?

The fleshy young guys like to challenge, and there is a desire to conquer in the man's bones, and the more he can't get it, the commotion, so Jiang Qingchi also pursued the journey.

When I didn't want to chase it casually, I chased it, and it didn't feel interesting.

In addition, Cheng Huan was unable to take care of himself, relying on the wealth and power of the family, and usually stretched out his clothes to open his mouth, except for make-up and dressing, he had no other skills.

Oh yes, when it comes to this, Jiang Qingchi has to mention that Cheng Huan eats noodles one by one. He eats rice one by one. Jiang Qingchi can't stand such people.

Jiang San'er told him that Cheng Huan's mother, that is, Yanli's love rival, is this kind of person who eats rice one by one.

Then Jiang Qingchi broke up with her naturally.

Now that Lang Ruqing concubine intends, Cheng Huan never forgets Jiang Qingchi, "Do you remember when you were a kid, you were a fat man, you chased me, I still look down on it, who knows you grew up so handsome."

"Hundreds of years of old things are still mentioned? Why don't you mention that your mother stuck to my dad."

"Hey you guy!"

Cheng Huan stomped fiercely.

That is a matter of the older generation, can it be counted on them!

Jiang Qingchi put both hands in his pockets, and a bus came next to him. He went up without even looking at it. He just wanted to avoid Cheng Huan and don't tell her to yell in his ears.

Outside the window, Cheng Huan yelled something to Jiang Qingchi.

Jiang Qingchi did not hear clearly.

He was too lazy to hear clearly.

Leaning on the car window, with headphones in his ears, listening to Jay Chou's songs, is this a love for the house and the black, because he likes Mu Yanzhu, he also likes her idol.

But take a look, which of the other women is not sticking him upside down, she is the only one who is his real girlfriend, who loves to answer him.

Does that silly girl really like him?

Then why didn't you contact him for several days?

Jiang Qingchi wrapped the scarf around his neck several times, as if this was his only warmth now.

Sitting in front of him was a young girl, remembering that when she was a child, the only time she took the bus on a whim, watching Mu Yanzhu fell asleep, his head hit the glass, his little hand was on her hair, reminding her Be careful.

Facing the front, the young man suddenly felt:

"Daughter-in-law, I miss you."

The girl in front turned her head.

From the back, I thought it was a young girl, but I didn't think it was an aunt.

The aunt smiled like a rose, "Little handsome guy, am I your wife?"

Jiang Qingchi smirked: "Auntie, sorry, I'm gay."

...

When Jiang San'er took a taxi to pick up Jiang Qingchi, someone had already been soaked.

This is the kind that deserves it. I don’t even know which bus I took. I fell asleep halfway through. I sat until the terminal station. I reached a place where the birds don’t shit. It rains heavily and doesn’t get wet. ?

Jiang Jingming was holding a **** umbrella and white canvas shoes stepping on spray all the way to Jiang Qingchi.

The latter sat on the ground with his head down, his hair drenched, and his bangs pressed softly against his bangs. This time, he looked like an abandoned little wolf dog, so pitiful and exceptionally suitable.

Jiang San'er took off his coat to him, "Are you pregnant?"

Jiang Qingchi took out the scarf stuffed into his shirt, "This is a gift from my daughter-in-law. You must not get wet."

"Oh, let's go."

"Ok."

Sitting in the back seat, the two were equally heroic and handsome.

The driver who drove glanced in the rearview mirror, "What did your brothers eat and grow up like?"

Jiang Qingchi: "You have to ask my dad."

Jiang San'er: "Ask my mother."

Hey!

The two boys have a tacit understanding.

Back home, only the dog was at home, Yan Nian and Jiang Beiyuan went out, and Jiang Chunhe went to dance class.

The three dogs that Yuli gave birth to, Changan and Changsheng, have all grown old one after another, and only Changsheng is still alive.

Jiang Qingchi squatted on the ground and touched Changming's head.

"San'er, how long do you think you can live long?"

"A hundred years old."

"Ok?"

"Longevity."

"Oh, you still react fast."

"Not only do I react faster, I also act faster than you."

Before Jiang Qingchi could react, San'er threw him a note with a string of addresses written on it.

"My sister-in-law's address."

Jiang Qingchi's first reaction was jealous, "Why do you have her address?"

I knew he would ask.

Jiang San'er sighed, "I have a hacker friend I know. As long as you hack your school's computer, the student's personal information is available."

"Cut. So what."

Jiang Qingchi's mouth was hard when he died, he threw the note aside, and continued to stroke his long life.

"She doesn't contact me, she doesn't care about me... I still care what she does."

"Do you know she has no parents?"

"Hmm. What's wrong?"

"Then do you know that her uncle and aunt sold her house?" Jiang San'er asked again.

Jiang Qingchi was taken aback.

"Just help you once."

San'er threw a file into Jiang Qingchi's arms.

It contains most of Mu Yanzhu's family information.

"It's rare to go home, so don't be in a bad mood. You are not happy, your parents are anxious, and my sister and I are also worried about you."

"Thanks, San'er."

"..." San'er made a gesture of spreading his hands, and then went back to the room.

*

"So are you two. If you don't usually raise the old lady, why did you send her to the nursing home?"

Facing the village head’s questioning, Mu Yanzhu’s aunt Zheng Ru smiled hard: "Village head, what are you talking about? I don’t have any elderly people. This is not because Mu Gang and I are both busy and afraid of the elderly. No one takes care of it!"

"I think this old lady's body is stiff. I watched her go to the market a few days ago, yelling and selling eggs and ducks, her body stiffer than anyone else!"

The village chief became more angry as he spoke.

"You two are earning money now. Don't think you are leaving the village. Whatever the case, the household registration will always be in our Mujia Village. If it works, please take the old lady back quickly and let a child go to me and talk about it. It’s not ashamed!"

Muran nodded aside: "That's right, Mom and Dad, you are too much, and let my sister get involved with this."

"Listen, kids are more sensible than you two!"

The village chief cursed and left.

Zheng Ru crossed his face and pointed at Muran, "Why did I give birth to something like you with my elbow turned out?"

"Mom originally was you wrong. Grandma is only over 60, so you send her to the nursing home. No wonder the neighbors chew your tongue all day long!"

"What do you kid know? If I don't drive her out, how can she flip over the house she has? If you don't flip over the money from me and your dad to buy a house for you? Also, you won’t be with Mu Yanzhu in the future. Contact, lest she teach you badly!"

"My sister got 680 in the college entrance examination, what did she teach me badly!"

"You must be better than her in the future, mom believes you!"

Muran: "..."

He can pass 380 in the senior high school entrance examination, and if he can get a school, he will be thankful!

Mu Yanzhu went to the nursing home to take the old lady back.

Muran also came to her grandma's house, carrying fruits and milk in her hand, to feed her.

The old lady sighed, "My mouth is out of my mouth. Leave these things for your sister to eat."

"Sister... I'm sorry." Muran was full of guilt.

"It's not your fault, why do you apologize?"

There was a circle of exhaustion hanging in Mu Yanzhu's eyes. Since returning home, he has been tossing about grandma, because he never expected that his uncle rushed the old lady to the nursing home.

"My uncle and aunt were very good before. The richer they are, the more they forget their roots. They are unkind, and don't blame me for being unrighteous. This time my grandma's affairs, including the last time the house was sold, let me see through them."

Muran scratched her hair, "Sister, to be honest, I don't know how my parents got rich overnight, it's strange."

"It's none of your business, you go to school well, first enter the key high school."

When Muran left, Mu Yanzhu put all the clothes of the old lady in the nursing home in the tub to wash by hand.

The phone was put in her pocket, and there was no movement.

Four days.

Time flies fast and slow.

Li Wenna told her that if the couple does not contact for more than two weeks, this relationship is defined as: automatic breakup.

She and Jiang Qingchi have not been in contact for four days, and she feels that she is really going to break.

"What's wrong with my girl, why do you keep crying these days?"

Seeing that Mu Yanzhu's eyes were red and a little swollen, the old lady naturally wanted to ask.

Mu Yanzhu shook his head, "Grandma, I'm fine, I miss you."

The old lady smiled and didn't ask any more.

At night, Mu Yanzhu suffered from insomnia, lying on the bed, flipping through the chat records between her and Jiang Qingchi, and she listened to the voices he sent her over and over again. Those warm hours were vividly visible and existed.

It turned out that half a year passed without knowing it.

When you love him, you don't feel far away, and you have to do not bother you when you break up.

Thinking about this, Mu Yanzhu went to sleep in a daze, from three o'clock in the morning to ten thirty in the morning.

This is the first time she stayed in bed for so long.

Turn on the phone——

The phone exploded!

Jiang Qingchi made 30 calls to her, 20 WeChat calls, and sent her 99+ stamps on QQ.

...