One rainy night, Jiang Rongsheng held a black umbrella, with long and strong finger bones, mature and elegant eyebrows, and lowered his head to play with Yan Xiang's face.
Kind of like someone. First love.
Jiang Rongsheng smiled meaningfully and asked Yan Xiang in a low voice, his voice bewitching and magnetic: "Do you want to come with me?"
Yan Xiang looked at Jiang Rongsheng's face, which was almost exactly the same as the old photo beside his heart.
Only the eye color is different. Nuance.
Yan Xiang agreed.
From then on, Yan Xiang became a substitute and a plaything in the hands of others.
They were punished to kneel on a rainy evening and had to kneel until tomorrow's dawn;
Two of his favorite pets were bitten to death by Jiang Rongsheng's dogs. Yan Xiang watched with his own eyes but could not save them;
The relics of prayer beads left by a close relative were forced to be broken, and the beads were scattered all over the floor, making them wet;
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Later——
The last straw was crushed. Yan Xiang ran away from Jiang Rongsheng and started a new life with his brother who suddenly returned.
Jiang Rongsheng was so powerful and powerful that it was easy to block someone at the airport.
However, Jiang Rongsheng followed Yan Xiang's gaze and saw that there was a man next to him.
For a moment, Jiang Rongsheng almost thought he was looking in the mirror - the features and eyes were 80% or 90% similar to his own, even the protruding finger bones and the veins on the back of his hands were exactly the same.
The details of the time he spent with Yan Xiang came to mind.
Yan Xiang's sometimes dependent and sometimes cold gaze seemed to be thinking about someone through him;
The sculpture Yan Xiang gave to himself has pure ink eyes;
But he is of mixed race. The eyes are dark blue.
Caught off guard, Yan Xiang also saw him.
Jiang Rongsheng refused to evade, his face flashed with cold anger, and he couldn't control his emotions, and said:
"You ran away without saying a word. The kitchen stewed soup for you for three hours, but no one drank it in the end."
Even though his heart was about to bleed with anger, Jiang Rongsheng only asked this question.
He wouldn't ask Yan Xiang.
Why did he leave with me when he saw his face when they first met?
It's like carefully pulling out the most insignificant building block, trying to prevent the relationship from collapsing.
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[Don't criticize if you read it, respect the originality, thank you.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you
