In the middle of the note, there were two sentences written.
Above is Jiang Beiyuan's powerful and profound handwriting:
Seeing the pen is like me.
May my brother have a bright future and may flowers bloom along the way.
The words in thick ink and colorful colors are very engraved, and the strength of each stroke is extremely stable. The point where the arc ends is the atmosphere and magnificence unique to Jiangbeiyuan.
…
In the living room, Yan Nian's almond-shaped eyes were already red. He was holding a red chess piece and was fighting with Jiang Guoteng on the chess field.
Jiang Beiyuan, who was sitting next to her, gently rubbed his forehead with a helpless and doting expression, and secretly gave his wife some hints from time to time.
Although he thinks she is stupid, has an impatient temper and doesn't know how to give in, but he is the only one who can win against her, and no one else can.
There was a cry of "Wow--" coming from behind.
Yan Nian's heart skipped a beat, the chess piece in his hand fell to the ground, and he looked back.
Jiang Beize, whose face was full of tears, hugged Jiang Beiyuan's neck from behind without saying a word.
Those eyes were red from crying, and looked like two walnut kernels when illuminated by the light. The crystal clear tears fell down Jiangbeiyuan's neck, and the long eyelashes were still hung with teardrops.
"I really... really like my second brother the most!!"
Jiang Beiyuan frowned: "Let go."
"Yes, I know, but I really like the birthday gift that second brother gave me! I really like it! Second brother is the best second brother in the world! It was my fault just now. I will never doubt second brother again!"
"..." Yan Nian looked at this scene and pursed his lips.
Jiang Guoteng on the side smiled and said, "This kid likes to cling to his second brother. The two brothers have a good relationship-"
As soon as Jiang Guoteng finished speaking, Jiang Beiyuan impatiently pushed away his so-called brother with whom he had a good relationship.
"stand at attention."
"..." Jiang Beize wiped away his tears and stood up immediately.
"Keep your head up and your chest out."
"..." Jiang Beize immediately followed the instructions and straightened his back.
"Stand in military posture, go to the corner and stand for three minutes."
Jiang Beiyuan was like a superior officer, lording over the world and giving orders to his subordinates.
Jiang Beize sniffed hard and then saluted Jiang Beiyuan!
"yes sir!"
After saying that, he hurried to the corner and stood up, not daring to neglect.
Yan Nian glanced at the black pen held tightly in Jiang Beize's hand and said "Ah", "Teacher Jiang, have you found your lost pen?"
"Yeah." Jiang Beiyuan picked up the chess pieces she dropped on the ground.
“Where did you find it??”
"Under the bed." Jiang Beiyuan said without blushing.
…
eight pm.
The driver drove Jiangbeiyuan and Yan Nian back.
It is said that the moon on the fifteenth day is round and big, but the moon tonight is also very bright. A layer of silvery white light falls on the treetops and branches, and the moonlight is extremely beautiful.
It had been a long time since Yan Nian had quietly admired something. He didn't say much along the way. He held his chin with one hand and looked at the rows of trees passing by outside the window. The corners of his mouth curled up, thinking it was good to be quiet like this.
Beside her, Jiang Beiyuan was leaning on her thigh, eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
The long eyelashes fell down, covering the bottom of his eyes, casting a dark shadow.
I arrived home before I knew it.
Yan Nian touched him lightly and said, "Teacher Jiang, wake up, we are going home."
"Um."
The latter had a sexy and low voice and got up from her lap.
Those dark eyes no longer had the clarity and calmness of the day, replaced by confusion and haziness. Just as the moon was covered by thick clouds, Jiang Beiyuan's eyes were also covered with a layer of unreal mist.
(End of chapter)