"Jiang Heng, I know that you also care about Gong Jing, no matter how much he loves Jian Junxi, they are two men after all, how can they be together?

What is the world going to think of them? The incense of our Nangong family is becoming more and more scarce, except for Gong Jing, there is only one Gong Yu who is still young, what face do you let us take to meet our ancestors and ancestors? ”

Nangong Yan persuaded earnestly, although his tone was light, his words were as heavy as a thousand gold, which made Jiang Heng so depressed that he was suffocated.

"If you really care about Gong Jing, you should match him with this Miss Ian, how compatible do you think they are?" Nangong Rui shouted at the top of his voice.

"Arrow, why are you so angry?" Dongfang Yao led a beautiful boy about ten years old and walked in from outside.

"It's okay, why are you here?" Nangong Rui's anger in his body subsided a little.

"Let's see the results, is it Jing'er?" Dongfang Yao's clear eyes contained anticipation.

"Yes, but Jiang Heng, this kid is called Jian Junxi again, and I'm so angry!"

Nangong Rui pointed at Jiang Heng and roared angrily, that resentful look as if he was about to cut him with a thousand knives immediately.

"Jiang Heng, you ......" Dongfang Yao just wanted to open his mouth to reprimand.

Nangong Yu said lightly: "What if you call him?" Brother Jing has lost his memory, and we family members don't remember, will we still remember an outsider? ”

"Children don't understand anything, don't talk nonsense!" Dongfang Yao scolded in a low voice, pulling him aside with a dark face.

"Sister-in-law, are you feeling better?" She turned her head just in time to see Ouyang Jingru, her expression slightly embarrassed.

Although it was the same face, she was terrified when she thought that the sister-in-law was an imposter in the past.

Therefore, he can't get as close to the real Ouyang Jingru as before.

"Thank you, much better!" Ouyang Jingru wiped her tears and kept a polite distance.

"Jiang Heng, I warn you, if you dare to let the two of them meet above, I promise, you won't survive tomorrow morning!"

Nangong Rui's eyes showed a fierce light, and the cold air was pressing, without the slightest joke.

Jiang Heng clenched his fists lightly, hung his head and still didn't speak.

"Did you hear that?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Nangong Rui was so angry that he wanted to do it again.

"Arrow, stop fighting, this kid is hurt a lot." Ouyang Jingru couldn't bear to persuade.

Since she came back, she has not had the opportunity to communicate with her son.

Now that he has amnesia, maybe God gave them a chance to start over.

Compared with Jian Junxi, she cares more about whether she can integrate into her son's world.

"Arrow, I believe Jiang Heng is measured." Nangong Yan took two steps forward, also grabbed his arm, and sighed heavily.

Jiang Heng only felt as if there was a sharp knife with salt on his heart, pulling back and forth, and he was miserable.

aerodrome

This night was surprisingly dark, and the sky was like ink, without a trace of dust.

In the city, there is the sound of crackling firecrackers everywhere.

But here, it was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that you could only hear the sound of the north wind sweeping the waves......

When Jian Junxi got off the plane, only Jiang Heng was waiting there alone.

The wind howled and blew on him, making him feel like a knife was cutting everywhere in his body, cold and painful.

Jian Junxi put on a thick black long down jacket and walked slowly in his direction.

When he saw the shocking new wounds on his face, his eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't have to think about it to know what was going on.

When they looked at each other, no one spoke, and an indescribable sentimentality spread in the air......

"What's wrong with you?" Abu asked suspiciously, breaking the silence, and if you think about it, they are not strangers.

(End of chapter)