The car stopped at the entrance of Baima Lane.
Jiang Tian paid the money and got off first, but Sheng Wang was not seen to come out. He walked around to the other side only to find that this ancestor was holding a bag of medicine and was sitting quietly inside waiting for someone to open the door, as if he was used to it by the driver.
Jiang Tian opened the door angrily, he just stretched out a leg gently, and smiled politely and said, "Thank you."
With his schoolbag on one shoulder and medicine in his hand, it was not very convenient for him to get out of the car.
Jiang Tian couldn't bear to see the car door, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the medicine."
Sheng Wang said very politely, "No."
Jiang Tian: "…"
He had to change his proposal: "The schoolbag is on the shoulders."
Sheng Wang said, "Ugly."
Jiang Tian served.
Sheng Wang stubbornly kept the bag on one shoulder and the medicine in one hand, got out of the car and walked deep into the alley on his own. He is not as clumsy as other drunks. If he is seen by some girls in the middle school, he may have to blush and praise him for being pleasing to the eye.
… just kind of lonely.
For a moment, Jiang Tian doubted that this person was actually not too drunk, but was just playing tricks on the wine. If he was really drunk, how could he pay so much attention to his image.
As a result, Sheng Wang, who had already gone far, suddenly turned his head to look at him, and then retreated back the same way.
Jiang Tian thought that the other party was waiting for him to go with him. Who knew that Sheng Wang raised his chin at him and said, "Where's your cell phone?"
"what?"
"Take it out and take a picture."
"What to shoot?" Jiang Tian frowned and puzzled, but he still put his hand in his trouser pocket and took out his phone with a little hesitation.
He swiped the screen, and the interface jumped to the camera.
In the lens, Sheng Wang is standing under the street lamp, the shadow is drawn very long by the light. He kicked the uneven ground with his toes and said, "This road is full of potholes, but I just walked straight, did you see that?"
It may be that the hoarse and nasal voice unique to colds is too deceiving. With a cold face of "I don't want to talk to you", Jiang Tian said silently for a moment, "I see."
After saying that, he turned around to confirm-
Thank goodness, the driver who brought them back has long since left, and he and Sheng Wang were the only ones in the entire alley. No one else heard this silly conversation.
"What's the use of just seeing." The leader spoke again, "Take it."
"… "
Jiang Tian looked at him silently for a long time, flipped the camera mode with his thumb, and said in a low voice, "I believe you are really drunk."
The distance between the entrance of the alley and the ancestral home of the Sheng family is only 300 meters. They walked for 20 minutes and someone went back and forth three times. Jiang Tian’s patience for half his life was here.
The movement of them entering the yard was a bit loud, and the people in the room should have heard it. Soon the door opened, and Jiang Ou leaned out of the door wearing a knitted sweater: "I finally came back, why are the two of you so late, I thought - what are you doing with your phone?"
"Who knows." Jiang Tian laughed lowly and put the phone back in his trouser pocket.
He was invited to film the whole process, and there was one more person at the moment, and he really couldn't afford to lose face.
"Come in quickly, why are you two coming back together? I heard from Xiao Chen that Xiao Wang and his classmates were having dinner together." Jiang Ou stepped aside to clear the way, and Jiang Tian and Sheng Wang entered the door one after the other.
Although Sheng Wang's every move was very steady, except for a shake when he squatted down to change his shoes, there was basically no major problem. But Jiang Ou still smelled something wrong for the first time. She turned her head and stared at Jiang Tian and asked in a low voice, "Did you take him to drink?"
"Is it possible?" Jiang Tian said.
"Yeah." Jiang Ou knows his son well. He doesn't even show up at that kind of dinner party. How could he be drinking with Sheng Wang, "He drank it himself?"
"Um."
Sheng Wang squatted and unfastened his shoelaces, his fingers were clean and thin, he couldn't see the clumsiness of the drunk, he just seemed too slow. The plastic bag containing the medicine was placed at his feet, Jiang Tian bent down to get it, but was almost covered by his eyes and hands.
"I'll get something." Jiang Tian said.
Sheng Wang looked up at him. Maybe it was because the distance was too close, he just glanced at it and lowered his eyes, "Oh", and halfway his hand away.
Jiang Tian pulled out two dark green round cans from the bag, stood up and handed them to Jiang Ou.
When she was scalded before, this is what Aunt Sun wiped on her. She was so impressed that she recognized it at a glance. She stared at the small round jar for a while, then raised her head and said warmly, "Bought it specially?"
Jiang Tian held the door frame to change his shoes, and said without raising his head, "Stop on the way."
"Stubborn." Jiang Ou grumbled, and looked at Sheng Wang with a worried look: "Speaking of medicine, I said he must have a cold when I went out in the morning, listen to his nasal voice. I found medicine, but he After drinking so much wine, I can't eat now."
"Forget it." Jiang Tian glanced at Sheng Wang and said, "Let's talk when you wake up."
Sheng Wangzhuo pulled his slippers and stood up, not forgetting to take the bag. When Jiang Ou saw the name of the secondary school hospital attached to the bag, he asked Jiang Tian in surprise, "You bought it for him?"
"He bought it himself."
Jiang Tian picked up the strap of his schoolbag and was about to go upstairs.
"Eh? Don't run." Jiang Ou didn't study with him, just grabbed him and said, "Take Xiaowang to sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll make a glass of honey water."
All the things in the kitchen were arranged by Aunt Sun. Jiang Ou had just arrived and was not used to it. She subconsciously opened the cabinet door on the far left and reached for the honey bottle, only to find that there were idle induction cookers and pots in the cabinet.
She was stunned for a moment, and stood in front of the cabinet for a while.
In fact, she can understand Jiang Tian's various discomforts, because even she herself has not been able to fully adapt to this place. She met Ji Huanyu at the age of 15, was with him at the age of 18, married at the age of 22, divorced at the age of 34, and then moved out of the place where she had lived for a long time after another 6 years.
How can the living habits of so many years be changed
But she is actually very lucky, the divorce is only because of the disagreement of the concept, and it will not hurt the bones. Jiang Tian is so stable that she hardly needs anyone to worry about it. Sheng Mingyang respects her, and even Ji Huanyu is still fulfilling his obligations as a biological father.
At least these 40 years she has not lived in vain.
Jiang Ou looked around in the kitchen, and then remembered that Aunt Sun had mentioned that she put honey on the top of the refrigerator.
There was water hanging in the kitchen. She had set the temperature and kept it at 40°C. It was originally reserved for Shengwang for medicinal purposes. She brewed a cup, whipped a long-handled spoon, and walked towards the living room while stirring.
The ceiling light in the living room was not turned on, only the floor lamp beside the sofa was on, and the warm light shone in a circle, and the two boys sat under the light.
Jiang Tian had his long legs bent, his knees far higher than the sofa and coffee table. He bent over and pulled out a book from the schoolbag beside his legs, flipping through it boredly, the front of the wide school uniform slumped down to reveal the T-shirt inside.
Sheng Wang sat next to him, separated by half a person's distance, neither far nor near.
With his legs crossed, he put a pillow he brought out on his knees, one hand rested on the pillow to support his head, and the other hand held the corner of the pillow in a boring way.
He was staring at the void somewhere between the kitchen and the balcony, in a daze.
Since they moved in, Sheng Wang was so relaxed in front of people for the first time.
Jiang Ou is very self-aware, she knows that this kind of relaxation will never be because of herself, but more like a subconscious habit—
Sheng Wang was used to sitting cross-legged in the corner of the sofa like this, waiting for someone for a long time.
Jiang Ou paused in his footsteps, suddenly not knowing whether he should have walked over.
It was Jiang Tian who caught a glimpse of her and raised his head.
He lowered his hand holding the book and asked, "Okay?"
"Yeah." Jiang Ou raised his foot again and walked over with the honey water.
The long-handled spoon knocked on the glass wall, making a light jingle. Sheng Wang finally came to his senses from sitting for a long time. The moment he turned his face, his eyes were red.
Even Jiang Tian was a little surprised.
"Xiao Wang?" Jiang Ou called softly.
Sheng Wang hurriedly lowered his eyes. He put on his slippers and mumbled with his schoolbag and the bag of medicine, "I'm very sleepy, I'll go up first."
"Huh?" Before Jiang Ou could say anything, he was already up the stairs, the sound of footsteps extending into the room, and then the door lock clicked, and there was no movement.
Jiang Ou held the cup and sighed after a while: "I guess I miss my mother."
After a while, Jiang Tian looked away from the stairs, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.
"But the honey water still needs to be drunk. If he does not hangover, he will feel uncomfortable when he wakes up tomorrow morning." Jiang Ou muttered, "Why don't I bring it to him."
But she hesitated.
Boys of this age are particularly concerned about their own space, and always try to separate themselves from their elders. Doors cannot be entered at will, and things cannot be touched at will. Upstairs and downstairs are two separate worlds.
She was worried when the cup in her hand was taken away.
Jiang Tian held a glass and put his schoolbag on his shoulder: "I'll give it to him, you go to bed."
Sheng Wang changed the place to plate.
Sitting on the bed, he stared at the open school bag and the plastic bag containing the medicine for a long time, unable to remember what he was going to do.
Just when his legs were numb, something vibrated against his legs.
Sheng Wang digested it for a while, then took out his phone from his pocket.
There is a new message on WeChat.
Jiang Tian: .
Sheng Wang pressed the send button and said lazily: Why-
He suspected that the other party was confirming whether he was alive or not.
Soon, the next message came again.
Jiang Tian: Is the door locked
Canned: "No—"
Jiang Tian: Then I'm in.
Sheng Wang: "?"
He stared at the chat interface, and before he could react, he heard someone knock on the bedroom door, then unscrew the lock and come in.
This should be the first time Jiang Tian entered this bedroom, but he didn't look around, didn't wonder about the layout of the room, he just walked straight to the bed and put the glass on the bedside table.
"Drink this." Jiang Tian said.
Maybe it's because it's too quiet around at night, maybe it's because it's close. His voice was low, but he could clearly hear the lightly rolling grains in the tone.
Sheng Wang rubbed his right ear and said, "Oh, drink it later."
As a result, Jiang Tian did not leave.
Sheng Wang confronted him for a while, and was unilaterally defeated because he was sleepy because of the eyelid fight. He took the glass and poured it down honestly.
"What kind of water is this? It's too sweet." After drinking it, he thought of disgust.
"Brush the pot of water, hangover." Jiang Tian replied.
Sheng Wang: "?"
"Forget it." Jiang Tian stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the cup."
"No." Sheng Wang let go of his hand, grabbed the cup and frowned, "Wait a minute, I have something to do."
"what?"
"I don't know, I haven't thought about it for a long time."
"… "
Sheng Wang kept this posture for a long time and thought for a long time. Out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Tian retracted his outstretched hand and put it on the back of the chair beside the table, waiting for him with a little patience.
Sheng Wang suddenly gave a soft "Oh" and said, "I remember."
"Speak." Jiang Tian raised his chin.
"Did you have something to say in the car before?"
"Is there?" Jiang Tian said.
There was no expression on his face, and he couldn't tell if he didn't remember, or he asked back on purpose.
"Yes." The drunkard's brain is very good at this time, and he can repeat the details: "I said that others thought we were very familiar, but in fact we didn't say a few words at all. You said one thing, and then it's gone."
Sheng Wang rested his elbows on his knees and held the cup so loosely on his fingertips. He looked at Jiang Tian, and his eyes were covered with a layer of light from a table lamp, which gave the illusion that he was not drunk.
"Actually what?" he asked.
Jiang Tian tapped twice with his fingers on the back of the chair, and he lowered his eyes, as if recalling.
After a while, he said, "I said you can actually try it."
"try what?"
"Try to be cooked."