The room was quiet, Cheng Rongjian had already taken off his coat, and his handsome side face was a little blurry in the dim yellow light.

The meal was quickly placed on the table, and the last soup was served, and the aunt said respectfully, "Second master, do you need to bake a cake?" ”

Jiang Guangguang was stunned for a moment.

Cheng Rongjian said no, didn't go to see his aunt, raised his eyebrows, and said to Jiang Guangguang, who was standing, "Do you want me to feed you personally?" ”

Jiang Guangguang didn't say a word, and sat down opposite him.

A meal is eaten quietly. After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Jiang Guangguang said, "Second master, why don't I bake a cake for you." ”

There's an old oven in the kitchen, but it's been a long time since it's been used.

Cheng Rongjian flipped through the old newspapers from before, and said without raising his head: "Yes." ”

Jiang Guangguang went into the kitchen and came out with flour and eggs. The kitchen was a little small and a little narrow, and her thin and weak figure was stretched long by the dim yellow light.

Beating egg whites is hard work, and when Jiang Guangguang put the cake in the oven, dense fine sweat was already on the tip of his nose.

She didn't stop either, the only fruit in the fridge was apples, and she took them out, peeled them off, and cut them into small cubes.

After doing all this, she went out again with scissors and a small basket. The lights outside were dim and cold. She went to the eaves, crouched on the ground, and carefully cut the blooming camellia and put it in the basket.

This was planted by Lao Zhao, and she moved here last year when she saw that it was blooming well. She didn't care much, but she didn't expect it to bloom this year. It's pretty good.

After only cutting a few Jiang Guangguang, he didn't cut it and took it back to the kitchen. The cake in the oven was ready, and she took it out.

In such a hurry, there was no cream, so she embedded the fruit in the cake, took the camellia and spread it for decoration, and lit a candle in the center, and then served it.

Auntie has left, and Cheng Rongjian is the only one left in the small hall. He looked up inadvertently and saw Jiang Guangguang walking towards him with a cake covered with flowers and candles. Her face was pale and quiet in the candlelight, and her eyes were clear and bright.

Cheng Rongjian's eyes were deep, and he put one hand on the arm of the sofa, just looking at Jiang Guangguang.

Jiang Guangguang steadily put the cake on the small table in front of him, and then said, "Second master, you can blow out the candles." ”

The expression on Cheng Rongjian's face was very light, and the corners of his mouth were a little smiling, and he said, "Do you think I need to make a wish?" ”

He leaned back on the sofa, paused, raised his chin, and said slowly, "I've made a promise to you, I've made a promise." His brow furrowed slightly, his slender knuckle fingers tapped twice, and he continued, "You should need it." ”

His tone didn't change, and the look on his face was still the same. A pair of eyes fell on Jiang Guangguang's body with a little smile.

Jiang Guangguang's body stiffened, snorted, and said, "If the second master doesn't need me, I'll throw it away." ”

She said she was about to get the candles. As soon as her hand was stretched out, Cheng Rongjian grabbed her wrist, and she fell heavily into his arms.

Cheng Rongjian's eyes are deep, and his handsome face is handsome. The bridge of Jiang Guangguang's nose was hit painfully, and before she could recover from the pain, Cheng Rongjian's big palm held her waist. Jun pressed his face against her inch by inch.

He has a faint smell of tobacco mixed with an unknown smell, which is extremely demagogic. The sexy thin lips fell next to Jiang Guangguang's white and soft earlobes, lingering over and over again.

Jiang Guangguang's body stiffened, and before he could react, he was pressed on the sofa by Cheng Rongjian.

The candlelight flickered in the dim yellow light, and Cheng Rongjian was not in a hurry at all tonight, avoiding the plaster on his neck, almost cruising inch by inch.

Jiang Guangguang's brain was very clear, and his body was tense. But it slowly slowed down in time.

The bedroom was pitch black, with the occasional dog barking through the window.

When Jiang Guangguang woke up the next day, it was just dawn, and Cheng Rongjian had already left. There was a bit of a mess in the house, and the cakes on the small table in the living room were still there, but the delicate flowers with water droplets last night were already Yanba'er.

Jiang Guangguang didn't care about it, and washed his face indiscriminately. I went to the kitchen to get the soup and porridge I had prepared last night, and went to the hospital in the morning light.

When I arrived at the hospital, it was still early, and Lao Zhao Tou and Coke got up. Seeing Jiang Guangguang, Cola was a little surprised, so he asked her why she came so early.

She started early. Old Zhaotou's complexion was no different from yesterday, and his spirit was slightly better.

He was worried about the flowers he raised, but he didn't raise the courtyard, just asked Jiang Guangguang to water him. Jiang Guangguang nodded in response and served the chicken soup and porridge.

Old Zhao Tou was still weak in the end, and only ate half a bowl of porridge. After eating, a doctor came to check on the ward, and Jiang Guangguang and Coke stood outside.

The corridor was a little deserted, Jiang Guangguang stood for a while, and then said, "I won't go in." ”

Coke said okay, let her not worry, and said that Lao Zhaotou was still recovering well.

Jiang Guangguang nodded, wanted to ask something, but didn't ask, and walked away with his hand in his pocket.

When she got downstairs, she went to the payment window to ask if the money was enough, and knew that it should be much worse, so she left with confidence.

She didn't go back to the yard, but went directly to the station to take the train to the city. She closed her eyes all the way, and it wasn't until she was about to get out of the car that she reached out and touched the jade pendant hanging from her neck.

Jiang Guangguang is familiar with the place where things are pawned, the weather is very gloomy, and she didn't take a car in the drizzle, she entered the alley and took a shortcut.

There were few pedestrians along the way, and there was still an alley from the place where the pawn was made, and I saw a man and a woman standing at the entrance of the alley. The woman looked soft and weak, and her pale face was full of tears.

The man, who was younger than the woman, held a short Swiss Army knife against his heart, and said with a hideous face: "Your father's heart is pounding here, if you don't give me five thousand right away, I will plunge it with one stab." Let him hurt enough! Aren't you filial piety as a daughter? Can you bear to watch it hurt? ”

The woman burst into tears and pleaded in a low voice: "You give me a little time, just three days, and I'll give it to you in three days, okay?" ”

"No, right away! Give it to me right away. He looked down at the knife in his hand, and then against his heart, and with a hideous smile on his face, he said, "You have to think about it, your dead ghost father has already turned into a pile of ashes." It was the only thing he had left in this world. ”

Jiang Guangguang's heart suddenly hurt, and he slowly stopped moving past the two of them.