The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

In the past, Jiang Zefeng hated him so much, he didn't say anything, but Gu Yinzhou could feel that he avoided him, was afraid of him, and framed him. It's not like a fool doesn't understand anything.

But now that his mind is clear, is the change really that big?

It's like, a completely different person.

In the evening, the two sat at the table, Jiang Zefeng fiddled with the rice in the bowl, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

"I didn't see it." Gu Yinzhou lowered his eyes.

He said he didn't look at it, but Jiang Zefeng could always feel his gaze vaguely. This change started from what he said in the afternoon.

Jiang Zefeng thought about it carefully, and felt that Gu Yinzhou didn't believe him.

He rolled a boiled egg on the table, and it arrived at Gu Yinzhou's hand.

"You can eat." He said, "I'm tired from work, so I need to eat some good supplements."

Gu Yinzhou: "No need."

Jiang Zefeng: "Eat as soon as I tell you to eat, why so much nonsense."

Gu Yinzhou: "..."

Jiang Zefeng doesn't think there is anything wrong with forcing people to be nice.

Generally speaking, blackened male protagonists like Gu Yinzhou can be influenced by beautiful and kind people, but this person did not appear in the original plot.

The current Gu Yinzhou is Gu Yinzhou who has lost his memory, and he is definitely more influential than the decisive general who has memory. As long as he plants a little seed of kindness in his heart, it will have some influence on him in the future.

The best way is to let him feel the beauty of human nature, whether it is friendship, family affection, or love, during this period, it is the most suitable time to "sneak in".

Since they sworn brothers, Jiang Zefeng planned to become his own brothers.

One night passed, and the next day, the news that Jiang Zefeng was not stupid spread throughout the village. He followed Gu Yinzhou to harvest rice in the field, and on the way, many people pretended to be walking and wandered around to watch.

——Which one takes a walk under the sun, they are full and full.

This is the bad thing about the village. If you eat melons, you might end up eating them yourself.

Just a little bit, a little bit of wind and grass, word of mouth, and everyone knows it in the end.

Jiang Zefeng was very upset at being watched like a monkey.

"Look, it's that kid from the Jiang family."

"It looks quite energetic."

"I heard others say that two days ago, I fell into the water and had a fever. When I woke up, the disease was cured!"

"It's really a blessing from the ancestors!"

Earlier there were rumors that Gu Yinzhou was a disaster, Jiang Zefeng's mother rescued Gu Yinzhou, but died not long after, now that Jiang Zefeng has recovered, they said it was thanks to Gu Yinzhou, and said it was a blessing.

"Jiang Er." A man squatted on the edge of the field called him.

Jiang Zefeng straightened his waist and turned his head to look over. He was a young man with average facial features. He smiled smugly. He didn't look like a good person. In Jiang Zefeng's memory, this person could be regarded as a "friend", but he was not a good friend.

Jiang Zefeng tricked Gu Yinzhou's money into the gambling house, it was this guy's bad idea.

Chen Qianhu, the villagers call him Dahu.

Jiang Zefeng didn't want to pay attention to him, and bent down to continue harvesting rice. His palms were numb and painful, and he was exposed to the sun on his back. When he was tired, he took a rest and sat on the edge of the field, drinking water with a water bag, sweating. The beads rolled down from the chin and across the Adam's apple.

"Hey, ignore people, they all say you're alright, is it true?" Chen Qianhu pestered him and asked.

Jiang Zefeng pretended not to hear it. He looked at Gu Yinzhou not far away, and his eyes fell on his bowed waist and hips. The man's body was well proportioned and his appearance was outstanding. Even if he was wearing the same coarse linen clothes, his demeanor was also Different from others.

Jiang Zefeng's gaze was very hot, as if he wanted to stare at people. What's more, Gu Yinzhou was always sensitive to other people's eyes. He glanced at Jiang Zefeng, the tip of his tongue touched his cheek, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he changed his posture calmly. .

"I still have a few acres of land over there, you can collect it for me later." Chen Qianhu said.

"I'll take it for you?" Jiang Zefeng chuckled, "Okay, I'll give you the money first."

Chen Qianhu was stunned.

He was so cheap that when Jiang Zefeng paid attention to him, he became more energetic and wandered around beside him, as if he was curious about Jiang Zefeng's recovery, and kept asking him how he was doing, and if he still remembered the past.

Especially because his face was often dirty because of his stupidity, now that he has washed it clean, he looks like a handsome son from the city, very eye-catching, Chen Qianhu wants to talk to him more.

"What do you always see Da Zhuang doing?" Chen Qianhu asked.

Jiang Zefeng: "I see my brother, what's wrong?"

"What your brother, don't you dislike him?"

I was reluctant to call him brother before.

"Tsk."

Perhaps the sun was too high, and Jiang Zefeng was a little disturbed by the sun, "What? Are you afraid that I will reveal your crap?"

Chen Qianhu was stunned for a moment, he had never been treated with such an attitude before, and cursed "Your uncle" in a low voice.

"Your uncle." Jiang Zefeng retorted.

Chen Qianhu: "..."

Jiang Zefeng: "It's cool, don't hang around in front of me."

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure approaching, Jiang Zefeng tilted his head, and saw Gu Yinzhou coming with a sickle, and Chen Qianhu also saw Gu Yinzhou, Jiang Zefeng could feel Chen Qianhu tensing up, and his face was not very good-looking.

"Go back to eat." Gu Yinzhou glanced at Chen Qianhu lightly, and Chen Qianhu took two steps back.

The noon sun climbed to the top, and people who were exposed to the scorching sun had scalp pains. One after another, people packed up their things and left the field.

"Why is he so afraid of you?" Jiang Zefeng raised his hand to block the sun.

Gu Yinzhou walked in front, his voice was cold and hard: "I don't know."

He gave these two words perfunctorily, and it sounded like he didn't want to talk to Jiang Zefeng. Jiang Zefeng licked his dry lips. He felt hot, so he rolled up his sleeves, but the man in front was wrapped tightly.

What happened between Chen Qianhu and Gu Yinzhou Jiang Zefeng didn't know very well, all he knew was that he didn't see Chen Qianhu for a few days after the original body went to the gambling house and came back.

He didn't care about Gu Yinzhou's attitude, and asked casually, "Aren't you hot?"

"hot."

"The heat is still covered so tightly."

"Ah."

Passing by a pond, Gu Yinzhou stopped walking.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Zefeng asked.

Gu Yinzhou: "Wait."

He went to the edge of the pond and picked a lotus leaf, and handed it to Jiang Zefeng when he came back, "to block the sun."

"Is there a master here?" Jiang Zefeng asked.

Gu Yinzhou: "There is no owner."

"Then let's get some lotus root and taste it after a while," Jiang Zefeng said.

The two walked one after the other, and Jiang Zefeng behind him held a green lotus leaf above his head. He felt the subtle changes in Gu Yinzhou. In the past, he took care of him mostly because of responsibility, and he didn't treat him seriously. Pay more attention to such details.

Jiang Zefeng didn't see Chen Qianhu again in the afternoon.

In the past two days, the most lively gossip in Xishi Village was about Jiang Erhao. Everyone had dinner at night, and every household would talk about it.

Jiang Zefeng and Gu Yinzhou have a tacit understanding. Every morning, after Gu Yinzhou wakes up, Jiang Zefeng will go out with him, and the two of them will go to the field to harvest rice together. They work quickly, and the few acres of land are almost finished.

During the day, when Jiang Zefeng was resting, he liked to stare at Gu Yinzhou. He had an extraordinary bearing, and he didn't look like a farmer at all. With broad shoulders and narrow waist, he looked like a practicing family.

Ever since Gu Yinzhou knew that he was not stupid, he never took off his clothes and took a bath in front of him as before.

In the evening of that day, the two returned home and boiled water. Jiang Zefeng sat down so tired that he didn't want to move. His fingers felt dull pain and his fingertips were red. When the water boiled, Gu Yinzhou helped him carry the water as usual. Put it by the well.

It was Jiang Zefeng who came by himself to add cold water.

Jiang Zefeng thought that he would wash first when he came back for the past two days, so he said, "You wash first."

Gu Yinzhou: "No need."

"How about...to wash together?" Jiang Zefeng asked.

Gu Yinzhou: "..."

His eyes were dim, and he glanced at Jiang Zefeng, "I'm going to chop firewood."

Jiang Zefeng was confused by his gaze, "Aren't you itchy?"

"Fortunately."

"The two of you standing here don't need to share every day..." Before he finished speaking, Gu Yinzhou turned his head and walked out.

Jiang Zefeng: "Why run, I won't eat you."

At the door, Gu Yinzhou staggered.

Jiang Zefeng stopped dawdling, his body was itchy all over, he quickly took a shower, and called Gu Yinzhou.

"understood."

The sound of chopping wood did not stop.

Jiang Zefeng squatted by the well in the yard to wash his clothes. His clothes were stained with mud and he had rubbed them for a long time. Gu Yinzhou waited for him to finish washing and dried his clothes outside before going to take a bath.

They are all big men, and Gu Yinzhou is too particular about it.

There are a lot of men who are marching and fighting, is it possible that Gu Yinzhou is so particular about all of them?

The evening was about to fall, and the light was dim. Jiang Zefeng lit a candle and sat in the main room picking up the blisters on his palm. He was new to work, and his body seemed to have muscle memory. He started quickly, but he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Zefeng was actually not very good-tempered and impatient. He poked the blister a few times, the light was dim, and he poked his palm several times. He got annoyed with poking, so he threw the needle on the table and shook his hand.

Gu Yinzhou washed the filth all over his body, and when he came in from the courtyard, he saw Jiang Zefeng wrestling with the blisters on his hands.

"Show me." Gu Yinzhou sat opposite him, the candlelight flickered on his face, and the outline of the man's face was deep and quiet in the dark night.

Jiang Zefeng stretched out his hand, put the other hand against his chin, and looked at him with blinking eyes. Gu Yinzhou held his fingertips and looked at his palm.

The palms of his palms were rubbed red, some were red and some were white, his fingers were slender and thin, with well-defined joints, exuding a gentle air, not quite the same as those peasant men, but his hands were not small—because the next moment, Gu Yinzhou His hand was wrapped by Jiang Zefeng.

Jiang Zefeng's fingertips burrowed into the palm of his hand, holding his hand, rubbing his fingertips on the calluses of his palm, a little addicted, he liked the touch of Gu Yinzhou's palm very much, when Gu Yinzhou tried the heat on his forehead earlier, I want to touch it.

Now that it was in his hands, he not only touched the palm of his hand, but also touched the back of his hand, the pads of his thumbs touched the back of his hand back and forth, just like the hooligan behavior of a disciple to moles a woman from a good family, but he did it so naturally.

"What are you doing?" Gu Yinzhou asked in a deep voice.

The palm feels like being scratched by a paw of a kitten's pad, itchy.

"Brother, the calluses on your hands are really thick." Jiang Zefeng said with black eyes shining brightly in the night, "It's so comfortable to touch."

Gu Yinzhou's heart skipped a beat when he praised him for his strong body before, but now he said that his hands were thick with calluses in such an excited manner.

"Let go."

Jiang Zefeng let go, Gu Yinzhou's face was cold, and he lowered his head to remove the blisters on his palm.

"Use a little force, no need..." Jiang Zefeng thought for a while, "Take pity on me."

His face, illuminated by the orange-red candlelight, looked like a seductive spirit, making people relax their vigilance, and eating people's hearts one bite at a time.

Gu Yinzhou exerted some force on his hand, his movement was too sudden, Jiang Zefeng took a painful breath, "It hurts, hurts..."

"Don't move." Gu Yinzhou held the needle and said, "It's not right."

"I don't move, you don't need it, it's so heavy." Jiang Zefeng said.

"understood."

Jiang Zefeng rested his head, looked at the serious expression of the man, slightly raised his lips, his eyes were curved like a pool of spring water, and the candlelight added a bit of tenderness to his face.

"It's actually quite gentle." He smiled lightly.

Gu Yinzhou: "...shut up."

"I'm quite resistant." Jiang Zefeng said, unconsciously rubbing the callus of his thumb secretly.

Gu Yinzhou: "..."

Gu Yinzhou stopped looking at his palms for him, got up, turned his head and wanted to leave, but Jiang Zefeng hugged his waist from behind, he turned his head, and lowered his eyes to meet Jiang Zefeng's.

"Don't go, you haven't finished reading it for me yet."

"Don't look at it."

"Why are you so changeable and unreliable."

Gu Yinzhou's eyebrows fluttered, he changes a lot?He broke his promise?

Staring at him during the day... Now touching his hand and hugging his waist, Gu Yinzhou has a description of Jiang Zefeng's behavior in his mind - Dengtuzi.

"Vexatious," he said.

"Where did you make trouble for no reason, I just touched your hand. If you mind so much, I'll just let you touch it back." Jiang Zefeng said, putting his hand in Gu Yinzhou's hand. When Gu Yinzhou touched his hand, it seemed like As if bitten by a poisonous snake, he slammed it away and took two big steps forward, a little out of breath.

"Why are you like this, like this—" he said in a low voice and hurriedly, "you have no sense of etiquette and shame!"

After finishing speaking, he strode back to his room and closed the door with a "bang".

Jiang Zefeng: "...?"

【I didn't let him touch my place, why did he react so violently? ] Jiang Zefeng said.

The system perfunctorily agrees: [That's it. 】

The night was sweltering, and Jiang Zefeng often couldn't sleep well.

Before dawn the next day, Gu Yinzhou went out. Jiang Zefeng heard some movement, but he didn't wake up completely. When he got up, Gu Yinzhou was no longer in the room.

He had breakfast and went to the fields.

Today this field is almost ready to be harvested, as expected, he saw Gu Yinzhou in the field, and he didn't know how long he had been here, the rice in the field was less than half less visible to the naked eye than when they finished work yesterday.

"Brother, why didn't you call me this morning?" Jiang Zefeng walked over.

Gu Yinzhou: "I can do it myself."

"Hurry up, two people." Jiang Zefeng said, "Aunt Wang sent us some dried bamboo shoots this morning. I heard from Aunt Wang that there will be a bonfire party in the evening in two days."

Every year after the harvest in the village, there will be a bonfire party, drinking and having fun, and it will be a big event. Jiang Zefeng is looking forward to it, so there is a bit of joy in the eyes of Gu Yinzhou.

"are you going?"

The young man had a smile on his face, his eyes were full of smiles, and he looked at him expectantly.

Gu Yinzhou turned his face away, "Yes."

He promised his mother Jiang Zefeng to take good care of him.