Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Jiang languo went to the French window and looked at Liang Xin standing next to the garbage can downstairs of the company. He replied, "it's almost back."

"Oh, that's good." Liang Juan thought for a while and then asked, "don't you have any conflicts?"

Jiang languo holds his mobile phone tightly and breathes out a heavy breath. Then answer her question: "no, don't worry."

"Good, good."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Lang smokes a cigarette from the table. Just as he wants to light it, he remembers that the man said to him, "why do you smoke so much?" I don't like it in my eyes.

Jiang languidly pauses and puts down his cigarette. Sitting in an office chair, I sat all night without closing my eyes.

The next day, Jiang languo was ill. He was very sick. The whole person was confused and his face was flushed. The secretary came in and found out that he was sent to the hospital.

When Jiang Ren Lu Yi heard the news, everyone was flustered. Since the death of his mother, for him, Jiang Lang is his heaven, his land and his world.

Jiang Lang has always been calm, but he looks like a child. Such a strong son, can be sick.

In the hospital.

"If you don't eat, you stay up late and work overtime, you don't add clothes when the wind blows, and you smoke so much for a short time, can you not get sick?" The doctor noted that the tone was not good. These young people just don't know how to cherish their lives.

Ginger languor on the hospital bed, the eyes move, silence.

One side of Jiang Renlu to his son to remember what the doctor said can be done, what can not be done, what can be eaten, what can not be eaten

After the doctor went out and the door was closed, Jiang Ren stroked his son's forehead and breathed out a breath: "how can I get sick?"

"Father, I want to sleep." Jiang languidly opened his mouth and his voice was hoarse.

Jiang Ren Lu got up, "I'll give you a pot of hot water, and by the way I'll buy porridge in the canteen of the hospital. You can take the medicine and go to sleep."

Ginger languor tiny close an eye: "good."

For a long time, Jiang languo heard the sound of the ward door opening in his vague consciousness. His head was a little heavy and his eyes opened. Running in front of him was a young boy in a basketball suit.

"Hoo Hoo..." He was panting, and he should have come all the way.

Jiang Lang slowly closed his eyes again. He thought for a night. The more he thought, the more sad he felt. Because the more he thought, the more he understood that the man didn't love him. Not only do not love him, may not feel and like him at all. This frustrated Jiang.

Liang Xin wiped the sweat from his forehead and squatted in front of Jiang Yong's hospital bed and looked at him closely. But Jiang Lang closed his eyes. Liang Xin said in his heart, "do you want to see me so much?"

Jiang Lang did not answer him.

"Well Liang Xin originally wanted to threaten him, but seeing Jiang languo huddled in the quilt, the whole person looked very lonely. He said that he couldn't speak out.

"Whether you want to see me or not, I won't leave." Liang Xin is domineering in front of Jiang Lang.

Then the door opened again. Jiang Renlu was surprised to see Liang Xin.

"Dad, I'll do it." Liang Xin's eyes brightened when he saw what Jiang Renlu had in his hand.

Liang Xin brought him a kettle and porridge box. Jiang Renlu was flattered and said, "good, good, slow down."

Liang Xin picked Jiang up, opened the porridge box and fed him. Jiang languor droops the eyes, listless, also did not open a mouth, as if and Liang Xin stubborn down.

"Dad, why don't you go back first. Brother, this is too strong. Maybe I don't want dad to see his proud son like this. " Holding his temper, Liang Xin put the porridge back into the bowl.

Jiang Renlu thought that maybe his sick son didn't care much about people.

Although, it's the same when you're not sick.