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Chapter 12: My Heart Beats For You (III)


“简小姐,你好。”崔秘书站起来,朝简忻微微一笑。

“Miss Jian, hello.” Secretary Cui stood up and smiled at Jian Xin.

“崔秘书,你好,我来找我哥一起去吃饭。”简忻款款走到崔秘书的办公桌前,视线不经意瞥见旁边的尚可,愣了一下,“江,江二少?你怎么会在这里?”

“Secretary Cui, hello. I’m looking for my older brother for lunch.” Jian Xin walked over leisurely to Secretary Cui’s work table, but then paused when he line of sight fell on Shang Ke.

尚可笑道:“我目前在这里实习。”

Shang Ke smiled, “I am interning here for the time being.”

“实习?”简忻低下头,眼中闪过一丝反感。前几天江余墨一直对她死缠烂打,最近风平浪静,还以为他已经放弃,没想到他只是改变策略了。哥哥明明知道自己不喜欢他,为什么还让他进公司?实习?他们江家的公司不能实习?

“Interning?” Jian Xin lowered her head, a flash of disgust went through her eyes. Jiang Yumo had kept pestering her a few days ago and recently things has been so quiet she thought he had gave up. But she didn’t expect that he had only changed tactics. Her old brother obviously knew she didn’t like him, why did he let her into his company? To intern? Didn’t their Jiang Family have a company where he can intern at?

简沉锋从办公室走出来,见尚可正用一双“色”眼盯着他妹妹,立刻朝他投去两道警告的目光,然后对简忻说:“忻儿,我们走吧。”

Jian Chenfeng walked into the office and gave Shang Ke a warning glare when he saw his “perverted” eyes staring at his younger sister. He then said to Jian Xin, “Xin’er, let’s go.”

“嗯。”简忻看了看尚可,迟疑道,“那江二少……”

“Hm.” Jian Xin took a glance at Shang Ke, hesitantly asking, “That Second Young Master Jiang…”

“不用理他,老板没有和‘员工’共进午餐的义务。”简沉锋的意思很明显,既然在他公司工作就是他的员工,而不是江家的少爷。

“You don’t need to pay attention to him, the boss does not have the duty to have lunch with ‘staff’.” Jian Chenfeng’s meaning was quite clear, since he was working at the company, he was his staff member and was not Jiang Family’s Young Master.

说完,简沉锋带着简忻在尚可“深情”的注视下离开了办公室。

With those words said, he led Jian Xin out of the office under Shang Ke’s “loving” gaze.

崔秘书同情地看了尚可一眼,安慰道:“简总其实是个嘴硬心软的人,你不要放在心上。”

Secretary Cui gave him a glance and comforted him, “Director Jian is actually a soft-hearted person despite his cold exterior. Don’t take it to heart.”

他嘴硬心软?尚可觉得崔秘书真没有说笑话的天赋。

He was soft-hearted? Shang Ke felt that Secretary Cui really doesn’t have the talent for jokes.

“崔秘书,不嫌弃的话,这份便当给你吃吧。”尚可将自己给简沉锋准备的那个便当递给崔秘书。

“Secretary Cui, if you don’t mind, you can eat this.” Shang Ke gave the lunchbox he had prepared for Jian Chenfeng to him.

“谢谢,那我就不客气了。”昨天那个便当可是让他大开眼界,更神奇的是,向来挑嘴的简总居然把它吃光了!可见江二少的厨艺非常不错。

“Thank you, then I won’t hold back.” The lunchbox from yesterday had really gave him a shock, what was even magical was that Director Jian who was always picky about food ate it! It was clear that Second Young Master Jiang’s cooking skills were very good.

“哥,你为什么让江余墨进我们公司?”走出办公大楼,简忻忍不住问道。

“Brother, why did you allow Jiang Yumo into our company?” After they left the building, Jian Xin couldn’t hold back anymore and asked.

“江伯父拜托爸爸帮忙,而我也想亲自了解一下这个人,就顺势答应了。”简沉锋看了简忻一眼,“他想追我妹妹,我总得知道他有没有这个资格。”

“Uncle Jiang asked father for help, and I also wanted to personally understand this man so I agreed.” Jian Chenfeng gave her a glance, “If he wants to chase after my younger sister, I should know if he has the qualifications to or not.”

简忻闷闷道:“我不喜欢江余墨,他不学无术,头脑简单,又特别爱玩,我……我更喜欢成熟一点的。”

Jian Xin gloomily said, “I don’t like Jian Yumo, he’s ignorant and incompetent, his mind is also simple and likes to play around. I…I like more mature men.”

简沉锋回忆这两天与江余墨的接触,觉得他并没有妹妹说得那么不堪。相反,那家伙性格开朗,心胸豁达,为了简忻,甘心忍受他的刁难,工作也完成得不错,没有一句怨言。

Jian Chenfeng thought back to his interaction with Jiang Yumo for the past two days and felt that he was not as unbearable as his younger sister was describing. It was quite the opposite, that guy’s nature was open-minded and optimistic. For Jian Xin, he had bore with him deliberately making things difficult for him. His work was done pretty well and he hasnt said a single complaint.

他顿了顿,问道:“你刚才说喜欢成熟一点的?忻儿有喜欢的人了?”

He paused and asked, “You just said you like more mature men? Xin’er has someone you like?”

简忻脸一红,小声道:“是江大哥。”

Jian Xin’s face redden and whispered, “It’s big brother Jiang.”

“江东霖?”很好,他防了小的却没防住大的。不过比起风评不好的江余墨,江东霖确实是一个不错的对象。

“Jiang Donglin?” Very good, he had defended against the small one but didn’t defend against the big one. However, compared to the unpredictable Jiang Yumo, Jiang Donglin was a pretty good target.

“哥,你不会反对吧?”简忻怯怯地望着简沉锋。

“Brother, you won’t disagree right?” Jian Xin timidly looked at him.

简沉锋沉默片刻,说道:“只要你喜欢。”

Jian Chenfeng remained silent for a period then answered, “As long as you like him.”

尚可没有功夫研究那对兄妹的心思,下午到点他就下班了。

Shang Ke did not have the time to research that pair of sibling’s thoughts, he was done with work in the afternoon.

简沉锋和崔秘书另有事情要处理,一起留在公司加班。快7点时,简沉锋感觉有点饿,对崔秘书说道:“帮我把便当热一下,然后你也去吃个饭,剩下的项目我们待会再讨论。”

Jian Chenfeng and Secretary Cui had other things to deal with so they stayed together in the company to do overtime. When it was almost seven, Jian Chenfeng felt a bit hungry and said to him, “Help me warm up my lunchbox, and you can go eat. We’ll deal with the remaining stuff after we eat.”

“便当?”崔秘书一脸懵逼。

“Lunchbox?” Secretary Cui’s face was dumbfounded.

“江余墨不是给我带了便当吗?”简沉锋斜了他一眼。

“Didn’t Jiang Yumo make me a lunchbox?” Jian Chenfeng slanted a look at him.

“呃……”崔秘书语气沉重地说,“不好意思,简总,那份便当被我吃了。”

“Uh…” Secretary Cui’s tone was heavy as he explained, “I’m sorry Director Jian, that lunchbox was eaten by me.”

“你吃了?”简沉锋的眼神凉飕飕的,刮得崔秘书背脊生寒。

“You ate it?” Jian Chenfeng’s gaze was so cold chills ran up Secretary Cui’s back.

他强装镇定道:“您中午没在公司用餐,江二少怕便当浪费,就把它送给我了。”

He forcefully acted calm, “You didn’t eat lunch at the company at noon and Second Young Master Jiang was afraid it would go to waste so he gave it to me.”

简沉锋继续盯着他。

Jian Chenfeng continued to stare at him.

崔秘书的冷汗飞流直下。早知道吃个便当也会被上司记恨,他……还是会吃!那个便当实在太美味了好吗?

Secretary Cui’s cold sweat flowed. If he had known earlier that the boss would bear a grudge against him for eating it, he…would still eat it! That lunchbox was too delicious alright?

片刻后,简沉锋道:“算了,让他明天继续给我带。”

A moment later, Jian Chenfeng said, “Forget it, have him bring me one again tomorrow.”

崔秘书不得不再给他会心一击:“简总,明天是周末。”

Secretary Cui had no choice but to give his heart another hit, “Director Jian, tomorrow is the weekend.”

简沉锋:“……”

Jian Chenfeng: “……”

趁着周末休息,尚可先去花店给简忻订了一束玫瑰,然后跑去极限运动俱乐部,参加攀岩、跳水、冲浪、蹦极等项目的训练。

Taking advantage of the weekend where he has no work, Shang Ke went to the flower shop and ordered a bouquet of roses for Jian Xin, then ran to the extreme sports club and participated in rock climbing, diving, surfing, bungee jumping and so on.

这就是他接下来的计划,挑战刺激,专职玩命。但他又要保证自己不被玩死,必须留一口气去医院贡献自己的心脏,若是不小心在极限运动中死亡,很可能会被系统判定为自杀。

This was his next plan, to challenge stimulating things, assigned to play with his life. But he also had to make sure he didn’t play himself to death, he had to leave himself a breath to go to the hospital and contribute his heart. If he wasn’t careful and died while doing an extreme sport, then he might be judged by the System as killing himself.

俱乐部中的所有极限项目,尚可几乎都报个遍,主要是为了亲身试验一下哪种运动比较容易达到半死不活的效果。他要在12个月内,掌握各种花样作死的技巧。

Shang Ke had signed up for all of the most extreme ones in the club. The main point was for him to experiment just which type would be easier to leave himself in a half-dead state. He had to grasp every kind of courting death skill within twelve months.

传闻中不是说江余墨很爱玩,那他就玩给所有人看。

Didn’t rumors say that Jiang Yumo really like to play? Then he’ll play for everyone to see.

“你这是怎么弄的?”徐擎一边帮尚可上药,一边问道。

“Just how did you end up like this?” Xu Qing asked while helping Shang Ke apply medicine.

尚可身上青一块紫一块,唯独那张脸完好无损。

Shang Ke’s body was filled with purple bruises here and there, only his face was in perfect condition.

“摔的。”尚可没心没肺地回了两个字。

“From falling.” Shang Ke simply returned two words.

这一摔可真够犀利的,前前后后、上上下下全是淤青。

That one fall certainly was strong, front, back, top, bottom, bruises were everywhere.

徐擎提醒道:“江余墨,以前随便你怎么玩都无所谓,但现在至少给我收敛一点,别忘了你脑子有病。”

Xu Qing reminded him, “Jiang Yumo, I didn’t care about what you did before, but now I wish you can hold back a little. Don’t forget, your brain has a problem.”

你脑子才有病呢!尚可懒洋洋地靠在椅子上,眼神朦胧,一副昏昏欲睡的模样。

Your brain has a problem! Shang Ke lazily leaned against the chair, his eyes hazy, giving him a drowsy appearance.

徐擎目光微闪,盯着他看了好一会,才移开视线:“下次注意点,再把自己弄得一身是伤,我就将你的病情告诉江伯父和你大哥。”

Xu Qing’s gaze flashed and he stared at him for a good while before moving his sight away, “Take care of yourself next time, if I see your whole body injured like this again, I will tell your state to Uncle Jiang and your older brother.”

“大不了下次不来你医院了。”

“At worst, I just won’t come here.”

所以你是宁愿去别的医院,也不愿意放弃受伤的权利?

So you would rather go to another hospital then to renounce your power to get injured?

徐擎第一次发现自己其实一点都不了解江余墨。这段时间他到底在干什么?为什么明知自己的病情,还不赶紧治疗?世上还有什么事情比他的命更重要吗?

Xu Qing discovered for the first time that he didn’t actually know Jiang Yumo at all. Just what was he doing right now? Why would he not quickly get himself treated despite knowing his condition? Was there anything else that was more important than one’s life?

“余墨,我帮你请了几位脑科专家,他们会针对你的情况制定一个稳妥的手术方案。”

“Yumo, I helped you invited some brain specialist experts. They can formulate a dependable operation plan for your situation.”

“嗯,谢了。”尚可站起来,挥手告别。

“Hm, thanks.” Shang Ke stood up, waved his hand and left.

回到家后,尚可澡也没洗,扑到床上就睡了。接下来的日子,他开始了规律的生活。

When he went back home, he didn’t even take a bath and just fell straight onto the bed, asleep. The days after that would start to fall into a regular pattern.

工作日按时上班,用美食刷简沉锋的好感度,风雨无阻地给简忻订花,假日参加各种极限训练。

Going to work on time, using his cooking skills to raise Jian Chenfeng’s favorable impression, sending flowers to Jian Xin no matter what, then trying all sorts of extreme stuff on the weekends.

一个月后,简沉锋不再对他冷言冷语,偶尔还会邀请他去家里做客。简忻依然讨厌他,但是和江东霖的来往日益密切。

A month later, Jian Chenfeng no longer made gave him cold gazes and cold words, he would occasionally invite him to his house to be a guest. Jian Xin still disliked him though, but had became closer and closer to Jiang Donglin by the passing time.

“咦?简沉锋,你怎么来了?”尚可看着门外的男人,一脸惊讶。

“Eh? Jian Chenfeng, why are you here?” Shang Ke looked at the man outside his door in surprise.

“路过,顺便来蹭饭。”简沉锋一副“我来蹭饭你很荣幸”的高冷表情。

“I was passing by and decided to mooch some food.” Jian Chenfeng gave a “I came to get mooch food so you should be honored” mighty and cold expression.

尚可暗暗翻了翻白眼,将他让进屋子。

Shang Ke secretly rolled his eyes and let him in.

简沉锋刚走进客厅,就闻到了一股药水的味道。他微微皱眉,转头打量尚可,见他穿着一身宽松的居家服,头发随意耷拉着,面色红润,一派慵懒,看起来不像生病或受伤的样子。

Jian Chenfeng had just walked in when he smelled the scent of medicine. He slightly frowned and turned around to examine Shang Ke. he was dressed in relaxing home clothing while his hair drooped as it wished. His face was also rosy and languid, he did not look like someone who was injured.

“你来得很是时候,晚饭快好了。”尚可踩着拖鞋啪嗒啪嗒走进厨房。

“You really came at a great time, dinner is about done.” Shang Ke’s slippers clacked as he walked to the kitchen.

简沉锋端坐在餐桌边,看着尚可像忙碌的小蜜蜂一样,将饭菜运上桌。

Jian Chenfeng sat at the dining table as he watched Shang Ke work around busily like a married man, bringing the food to the table.

“开动吧。”尚可招呼一声。

“Let’s eat.” Shang Ke said.

简沉锋拿起筷子,开始安静地享用。

Jian Chenfeng picked up his chopsticks and started to silently enjoy the food.

这是简沉锋第一次来尚可的公寓做客,虽然他最近经常开车送他回家,但从来没上过楼,也不知道今天怎么会突然造访,难道真的是来蹭饭的?

This was Jian Chenfeng’s first time to Shang Ke’s home as a guest. Although he had frequently drove him back home, he had never came up. But why did he suddenly decide to visit today? Don’t tell him he was really here just to mooch some food?

尚可随意想着,没注意自己的手指正在发抖。

Shang Ke randomly thought and did not notice his fingers were trembling.

“你怎么了?”简沉锋敏锐地察觉到他的异常,紧紧盯着他的手指。

“What’s wrong with you?” Jian Chenfeng noticed his strange condition and stared at his finger.

“什么?”尚可一脸迷惑。

“What?” Shang Ke’s face was puzzled.

“你的手。”

“Your hand.”

尚可低头看去,这才发现自己拿着筷子的那只手正在发抖。

Shang Ke looked down and finally noticed that his hand that was holding chopsticks was trembling.

“没事。”他握住自己的手腕,笑道,“今天搬了重物,手臂有点酸。”

“It’s nothing.” He held his wrist and smiled, “I moved some heavy stuff today, so my arms are a little sore.”

简沉锋起身走到尚可身边,拉住他的手,卷起他的衣袖,立刻看到他白皙的手臂上,布满了大大小小的淤青,有新有旧。

Jian Chenfeng stood up and walked to his side, pulled his arm and rolled up his sleeve. What he immediately saw was many bruises covering his fair arms, there were old ones and new ones.

“这是怎么回事?”简沉锋锐利的目光直直盯向尚可,眼中隐隐带着怒气。

“What is going on with these?” Jian Chenfeng’s sharp gaze locked onto Shang Ke, a faint trace of anger within them.

“我最近在锻炼身体。”尚可不在意地笑了笑,想抽回自己的手臂,却被简沉锋拽得死紧。

“I’ve been training my body recently.” Shang Ke paid it no mind and just smiled, he wanted to pull back his hand, but Jian Chenfeng held it tightly.

过了一会,简沉锋放开尚可的右手,又抓向他的左手,结果发现左手臂上也有不少淤青。

After a while, Jian Chenfeng let go of his right hand and grabbed his left hand, the result was that he found out there were also many bruises on his left.

简沉锋面色紧绷,一把拽起尚可,将他拖进沙发,然后开始粗鲁地扒他的衣服。

Jian Chenfeng’s face went tight and he grabbed Shang Ke, dragging him all the way to the sofa then started to crudely peel his clothes.

“干什么?”尚可不停挣扎,竭力保护自己“冰清玉洁”的身体不受侵犯。

“What are you doing?” Shang Ke struggled nonstop, trying to protect his “clear as ice and clean as jade” body from the violation.

“闭嘴!”简沉锋将他压在沙发上,用蛮力扯开他的衣服,一大片光裸的肌肤立刻映入他的眼前。

“Shut up!” Jian Chenfeng pressed him down on the sofa and used brute force to pull away his clothes. A wide expanse of naked skin showed before his eyes.

简沉锋眼神微暗,随即看到他胸膛上的伤痕,表情立刻变得十分骇人。

Jian Chenfeng’s eyes darken and immediately saw the scar on his chest. His expression then became very terrifying.

“这就是你‘锻炼’的结果?”简沉锋危险地说,“说说看,什么锻炼会弄得你满身是伤?拳击吗?”

“This is the result of your ‘training’?” Jian Chenfeng dangerously spoke, “Tell me, what kind of training would leave you in injuries all over? Boxing?”

“不是。”尚可鄙视地看了他一眼,“那么粗暴的运动怎么适合如此优雅的我?”

“No.” Shang Ke looked at him with disdain, “How can that kind of rough sport fit the graceful me?”

简沉锋:“……”信不信我现在就粗暴地弄死你这个优雅的混蛋!

Jian Chenfeng: “……” Will you believe me that I will roughly kill you, you graceful bastard!”

“麻烦让开,你快把我压死了。”尚可抬脚踢了踢简沉锋的腰。

“Can you get off, I’m about to die from your pressure.” Shang Ke raised a foot and kicked at Jian Chenfeng’s waist.

简沉锋这才注意他们现在的姿势,只见尚可衣衫凌乱地躺在沙发上,面色微红,眼中带着淡淡的雾色;上衣松松垮垮地挂在手臂上,裤子因为挣扎褪到腰下,露出完美的腰线和均匀的腹肌;皮肤上的淤青,仿佛情事留下的爱痕,透着无尽的诱惑;一条腿被简沉锋的膝盖压着,另一条腿搭在他的腰侧,下身紧紧贴合在一起,随时能感觉到彼此的生理变化。

Only then did Jian Chenfeng notice their posture. Shang Ke was lying on the sofa, his clothes messy and his face a bit red, his eyes was also slightly fogged. His upper garment was sliding down his arms due to their struggle while his trousers also slipped down his waist, revealing his perfect waist line and even abdominal muscles. The bruises on his body appeared like remnants of love, full of endless enticement. One leg was being pressed down by Jian Chenfeng’s knee and another was at his waist, their lower bodies closely together. They would be able to feel each other’s physiological changes at any time.

简沉锋倏地站起身,心脏剧跳不止。

Jian Chenfeng swiftly stood up, his heart beating furiously.


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