Intercepting the Boyfriend When he Was Young

Chapter 18

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Song Zhe had been prepared for a long time and was waiting for Jiang Huaian. After saying yes, he hurried to the school with his people.

Jiang Huaian had been waiting at the school gate early. After Song Zhe arrived, the group of people waited at the gate for Jiang Si to come out.

Jiang Si is a member of the school basketball team, but he is short-sighted and usually has trouble getting along with Jiang Huaian and the others, so he is nicknamed Jiang Siyan, and after shouting, he becomes Jiang Sigou.

Jiang Huaian waited for a while, and then Jiang Si came out. He did not come out alone, but followed a group of boys from the senior year of high school who came out laughing and joking.

The leader among the boys in the senior year of high school is a boy named Zhao Ming, who is a student in class 16, so it is unfair for Jiang Si to be the referee this time, obviously because of Zhao Ming. They may also have thought that Jiang Huaian would come to block Jiang Si, so they specially escorted Jiang Si out.

Wu Yi saw him from a distance and said, "I knew it was them."

Jiang Huaian didn't say anything. He led his people back a little further away from the school gate and hid in an alley to ambush. Jiang Si and Zhao Ming came out laughing and joking. The group of people walked on the side of the road and walked to the nearest KTV. Before walking a short distance, Jiang Huaian rushed out of the alley, kicked Jiang Si, and headed towards Jiang Si smashed his fist over!

Jiang Huaian moved very quickly, and Song Zhe was the first to react, shouting: "Hit!" and then pounced on him.

The two groups struggled together, Song Zhe blocked Zhao Ming, and Jiang Huaian directly pushed Jiang Si to the ground. They fought alone. Jiang Si was no match for Jiang Huaian.

Jiang Huaian punched Jiang Si in the face, and growled: "Blowing a black whistle, right? Blind, right? Why, you can offend me, but you can't offend Zhao Ming?! Since there is a hole in your fucking brain, today How about I smash a few more for you?"

"Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Si resisted at first, but after a few moments, he was restrained by Jiang Huai'an. He held his head and stopped moving, and kept shouting: "Brother Jiang, you have something to say!"

Jiang Huaian said nothing, thinking of Xia Jiujiu's injuries, and vented all his anger on Jiang Si, until the police car sounded in the distance, Song Zhe shouted "Evacuate", and the group of people ran away.

There are always rules for fighting in the student days. People like Jiang Si are not clean either. Jiang Huaian ran away with the people. Zhao Ming also quickly took Jiang Si to other places. When the police car arrived, these students He had already run away completely.

After Jiang Huaian, Song Zhe, and Wu Yi ran from the alley to another street, Jiang Huaian raised his hand and pressed the wound on his lip, and said to Song Zhe: "Those girls in the third year of high school (16)..."

After thinking about it, he turned around and said, "Have they beaten several high school sophomore girls before and collected protection money from them?"

"Yeah, why do you ask?" Wu Yi lowered his head and put a band-aid on the wound on his hand.

Wu Yi was tall and thick, but he treated a small wound so carefully that Jiang Huaian felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but say: "Can you stop being such a girl?"

"Don't." Wu Yi didn't look up: "It's such a big wound."

Jiang Huai'an was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued: "Go to school with those girls and sue them, and I will protect them."

The group of people were talking and walking. Before they said a few words, Jiang Huaian's cell phone rang. Jiang Huaian took out his cell phone and recognized that it was Xia Yuanbao's number that he had just dialed. He felt a little nervous.

He quickly asked everyone around him to quiet down, then answered the phone and said politely and respectfully: "Hello, hello, I'm Jiang Huaian."

"Oh, um, classmate, I am Xia Jiujiu's father," Xia Yuanbao's voice came from inside. Jiang Huai'an stood upright and almost wanted to bow to the phone, but he controlled himself and said politely: " Hello, uncle! What's wrong, uncle?"

"That's right," Xia Yuanbao said with some worry: "I saw some injuries on Jiujiu's body... It doesn't look like a normal wound. Was Jiujiu beaten by someone?"

Jiang Huaian was silent for a moment. He didn't know whether Xia Jiujiu was willing to tell Xia Yuanbao these words, but after thinking for a moment, he felt that Xia Jiujiu was different from them. She was innocent and there was nothing that would be exposed to her. If you are beaten for something that the teacher hates, you should sue the teacher.

So he sighed and told Xia Yuanbao exactly what happened on the basketball court today.

Xia Yuanbao listened in silence without saying a word. After a long time, he sighed and said, "Um, classmate, isn't this the first time those who hit people hit people?"

"Well, yes." Jiang Huai'an's mind was racing, thinking about what Xia Yuanbao was going to do. Xia Yuanbao's tone suddenly became solemn and asked: "Classmate, you and our family are good friends, right?"

"Um... yes, uncle!"

Jiang Huaian didn't know why, but he blushed as he spoke.

Wu Yi and Song Zhe next to him cast horrified looks. They wanted to know what Jiang Huaian was talking about.

Jiang Huaian actually blushed?

You were talking to an uncle on the phone and your face turned red?

Jiang Huaian was so nervous that he didn't even care about the eyes of the people next to him. After hearing Jiang Huai'an's words, Xia Yuanbao was not very fluent, and he had an idea in his mind. He nodded and said: "Then I hope you can do me a favor. Can you send me detailed information about their beatings? I’ll give you an email later, please.”

Hearing this, Jiang Huai'an immediately understood what Xia Yuanbao was going to do, and said quickly: "Don't worry, uncle, I will definitely take care of this!"

Xia Yuanbao liked Jiang Huaian's understanding very much and quickly praised Jiang Huaian. Xia Yuanbao was usually a busy person in the business world, and when he praised people, he was addictively sweet.

After the compliment, Jiang Huaian hung up the phone, and Song Zhe next to him looked over: "Brother Jiang, what kind of call did you make?"

"It's nothing," Jiang Huaian put away his phone and said with a smile on his lips: "Let's go, we have a new mission."

"Um?"

Song Zhe and Wu Yi turned around, and Jiang Huaian put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked forward: "They used to do those bad things, let's sort them out."

Song Zhe and Wu Yi understood that Jiang Huaian did not intend to use force to change the text.

The group of people went to inquire about it and found out what the girls who came on stage had done before, and it was already evening.

Jiang Huaian returned to the house, and after entering the door, he saw a rag doll sitting on the sofa.

This house belongs to Xia Jiujiu, and the interior is naturally decorated in a girl's style. This rag doll sits on the sofa every day. Jiang Huaian couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the rag doll.

As he walked in, he lowered his head and sent a message to Xia Jiujiu: "Are you feeling better?"

Xia Jiujiu's fever had gone away. She was lying on the bed watching TV, feeling a little bored. When she saw Jiang Huaian's message, she quickly replied with a "bored" expression.

Their class lost in the end.

As soon as Jiang Huaian left, Shen Sui's level was unstoppable, and he was defeated by one point in the end. After Xia Jiujiu found out, she didn't think anything. Without her presence, it would be the first time for their class to meet.

Therefore, when Jiang Huaian said that he was the captain of the championship team, he actually did not lie to her.

She had discovered the clues a long time ago, but she had been unwilling to admit it or face it, until this time, Jiang Huaian carried her back.

She doesn't like him because of the things he said that may be false, she likes this person, and one day, this person will return to the way she likes him.

Thinking of Jiang Huai'an carrying her to the infirmary, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and her heart beat faster. She held her cell phone and sent him a message: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Huaian entered the room, slumped on the sofa, looked at the message, and thought about the way the other party said this sweetly, and couldn't help but laugh.

He didn't reply to the question because he doesn't lie.

If there is an answer to this question, it would be thinking about her.

But he didn't want to answer, so he changed the subject and said, "Is the fever gone?"

"Return."

"Currently at home?"

"Yeah~"

"That's good, take good care of yourself."

Jiang Huaian turned over, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the moment when Xia Jiujiu held his hand.

He suddenly had many questions to ask.

However, after thinking about it, he didn't even ask.

Who is he to her?

He is nobody.

So he opened his eyes and looked at the screen for a while, then said "good night".

Xia Jiujiu looked at the good night. She actually had a lot to say, but she couldn't say anything. After a long time, she took a deep breath and sent her decision to this person.

"Jiang Huaian," she said seriously, "I will definitely treat you well, very well!"

Jiang Huaian couldn't help laughing when he saw that sentence.

"It still has some conscience."

He looked at that sentence, and the discomfort in his heart slowly dissipated, and he replied: "Be good to me and bring me a sauce pancake in the morning."

Xia Jiujiu sent an "OK" question.

Jiang Huaian likes to eat pancakes, sauce-flavored pancakes, scallion pancakes and egg-filled pancakes. He used to like them, and she also learned to make a lot of pancakes for him.

Xia Jiujiu was a little excited. She held her cell phone and ran out to find her aunt. She asked her to prepare flour and various materials, and then happily returned upstairs. The aunt was a little confused and chased: "Miss, do you want to eat it yourself? Do you want to make it yourself?"

"Yeah!" Xia Jiujiu said embarrassedly that she was bringing it to Jiang Huaian to eat, so she said, "I... I want to eat what I made!"

Xia Tian Juan has always been familiar with this kind of routine, and laughed out loud at the side: "My sister is amazing, she can make cakes all of a sudden, I don't know if she is trying to please someone..."

"Summer Favorite!"

Xia Jiujiu raised her voice, blushed, and breathed heavily. Xia Juan quickly raised her hands, turned around and ran away.

The next morning, Xia Jiujiu arrived at school early with a box of cakes. When Jiang Huai'an yawned and entered the classroom, he saw Xia Jiujiu sitting in his seat, looking at him expectantly.

It looked like a puppy that had been waiting for its owner for a long time. Jiang Huaian couldn't help but laugh, walked up to her, said hello, "So early?"

Xia Jiujiu nodded, hugged the lunch box, dragged him out and said, "Come on, let's go out to eat."

Jiang Huaian: "???"

What to eat out?

Jiang Huaian completely forgot about the cake last night. When he walked to the corridor, Xia Jiujiu opened the box. Jiang Huaian looked at the box of cake and was completely shocked.

Xia Jiujiu handed him the chopsticks and said seriously: "You like to eat cakes. I have brought you many kinds of cakes, all made by me. You can eat them!"

"I... I like to eat cakes, but I can't eat so many cakes." Jiang Huaian felt a little subtle. On the one hand, he felt that this girl was really stupid. How could anyone eat so many cakes? On the other hand, he couldn't help but feel a little touched. When someone really treats you well, he can't wait to give you the best of everything.

He raised his head and wanted to tell Xia Jiujiu to do less in the future, but when he met Xia Jiujiu's guilty eyes, he immediately felt a huge sense of guilt and felt that he should not treat others' kindness like this.

Moreover, this was made by Xia Jiujiu himself!

When he thought of this, Jiang Huaian felt that this cake must not be wasted, and he must finish it.

So he took a deep breath and said, "I was joking just now, but actually I can still eat it."

He picked up a scallion pancake with chopsticks and started eating the pancake in the corridor.

After a while, Song Zhe came. Seeing the box of cakes, Song Zhe was stunned: "Huai'an, did you eat so many cakes today?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Jiujiu immediately felt that something was wrong with him. He had indeed brought too many cakes.

But as soon as she looked a little guilty, Jiang Huaian immediately said: "Go and study. Can you care if I like to eat?"

With that said, he turned to Xia and chirped: "Don't worry about them, I have a big appetite."

Xia Jiujiu was a little suspicious: "Really?"

Jiang Huaian nodded seriously: "Really!"

So Xia Jiujiu smiled and said seriously: "I knew you had a big appetite."

Jiang Huaian: "..."

No matter how old you are, you can't eat so much cake.

But in order for Xia Jiujiu not to feel guilty, he gritted his teeth and started eating. Wu Yi came over and saw so many cakes. When he was about to speak, Song Zhe dragged him away.

Jiang Huaian barely finished eating until the school bell rang, and then he and Xia Jiujiu returned to their seats carrying the empty box.

Jiang Huaian felt that he was about to die, but he still didn't show it on his face. When they returned to their positions, Wu Yi was talking to Song Zhe. When he saw the empty lunch box, he couldn't help but said: "Damn it, King of Pancakes!" yes."

The cake king Jiang Huaian looked over and didn't even have the courage to say "go away".

Afraid that as soon as I open my mouth, I will spit it out.

Jiang Huaian didn't say a word during the entire morning reading class. After class, Jiang Huaian finally recovered and went to the toilet with Song Zhe Wuyi.

After entering the toilet, Song Zhe put his arm on Jiang Huaian's shoulder with a smile and said, "The cake king is so awesome, you can eat so much."

"Get out of here," Jiang Huaian shook him off and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm afraid you want to die."

Song Zhe stepped away with a smile. Wu Yi turned to look at Jiang Huai'an and said, "Why do you have to finish all the cakes?"

"That was made by Xia Jiujiu himself," Song Zhe added beside him: "If you don't finish eating, it will hurt people's self-esteem, don't you think so, Brother Jiang?"

"Go away and stop talking nonsense."

"Am I lying and telling you that you don't know what's in your mind?" Song Zhe smiled half-heartedly, with understanding in his eyes: "We, Brother Jiang, are young and full of spring, when the iron trees and flowers are blooming, and the golden wind and jade dew meet..."

"Go, go, go," Jiang Huaian pushed Song Zhe away: "Stop talking nonsense! This is not the kind of relationship between Xia Jiujiu and I."

"What kind of relationship is that?" Wu Yi was very curious. Jiang Huaian thought for a while, found a word and said: "Brother and sister relationship!"

Song Zhe: "..."

He looked at Jiang Huai'an, his face speechless. After a long time, he finally said: "Congratulations, you have found your long-lost sister."

"Okay," Jiang Huaian washed his hands and said dissatisfied: "She has other people she likes, what does it matter to me? I just see that she has helped me a lot, and I will take care of her like a girl. Stop talking nonsense. ”

Hearing this, Song Zhe was a little surprised.

He originally thought that with the atmosphere between Jiang Huaian and Xia Jiujiu, it would be a matter of time, but when Jiang Huaian said this, he was a little unsure, so he stopped teasing, nodded and said: "Okay, I understand. "

When Jiang Huaian returned to the classroom, Xia Jiujiu had already put away all the books. This time she not only put away her own books, but also put away his.

Jiang Huaian couldn't help but wonder, why was she so nosy today?

He was confused and asked, and Xia Jiujiu said seriously: "Jiang Huai'an, I don't think you can do this anymore."

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian raised his eyebrows: "How am I doing?"

"You should study hard."

Xia Jiujiu said seriously: "Look, you are so smart, how bad it is if you don't focus on studying."

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian laughed out loud: "Xia Jiujiu, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"No," Xia Jiujiu shook her head. She always spoke like a child, but her serious look made it obvious that she was not joking. She looked at him and said seriously: "Jiang Huai'an, everyone should do what they are doing. You are a student, and if you want to take the university entrance examination, you should take the best test. When you work in the future, you should take the best test. Everything is done to the best of its ability.”

Jiang Huaian said nothing. He looked at Xia Jiujiu and his thoughts moved.

He knew this.

This is what his mother Yang Qing said when he was young.

She always told him, Huaian, everything you do should be done well.

These words were engraved in his bones and he would remember them for a long time. His academic performance is the best, and he is the best in sports. In everything, he either doesn't choose, but after choosing, he will never give up.

At that time, Jiang Cheng still loved him and would accompany him and make kites for him.

His grandfather always said that Huai'an would be the best in the future.

When did it change?

When did you start to like seeing Jiang Cheng's furious and angry look?

Jiang Huaian looked at Xia Jiujiu and suddenly felt countless memories resurfacing in his heart. He looked away and said in a cold tone: "You don't have to worry about it."

"Jiang Huaian," Xia Jiujiu knew that it was difficult for a person to change, so he said, "If you don't listen to the class, how about I help you take notes? I'll finish it, and you can go back and read it."

"It's up to you." Jiang Huaian lay down, planning to sleep, and said stiffly: "I want to watch you, but I won't."

Xia Jiujiu felt helpless and pushed him: "Jiang Huai'an, don't sleep, just listen to the class."

"You..." Jiang Huaian was a little irritated, raised his head, and met Xia Jiujiu's eyes.

The other party's eyes were clear and firm, and he put back his harsh words. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Xia Jiujiu, you can do the same as before, I sleep and you listen to the class, can't you?"

"No." Xia Jiujiu shook his head: "I can't just watch you."

"Who the hell are you to me?" Jiang Huaian couldn't help it anymore: "Are you my mother? Are you my family? My family doesn't care about me, so why do you?"

Xia Jiujiu didn't speak. She pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

She really has no qualifications now, but now that she's back, she can't see Jiang Huaian like this.

When Jiang Huaian saw that she was silent, he thought she was scared by him, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, you pay attention to the class, I won't..."

"Then," Xia Jiujiu looked up at him: "What do I need to do to be qualified to control you?"

"Pfft..."

Song Zhe, who had been pretending to be dead, sat in the back and squirted out a mouthful of water.

When Jiang Huai'an heard this, his face turned red instantly, his eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to focus on Xia Jiujiu. He even stuttered when he spoke: "You... you are crazy."

Xia Jiujiu didn't notice Jiang Huaian's embarrassment, and said seriously and firmly: "I want to control you, what do I need to do to qualify?"

"I won't talk to you anymore," Jiang Huaian stood up suddenly, turned around and said, "You are crazy."

With that said, he hurriedly walked out. Song Zhe was lying on the table, laughing so hard that he couldn't stand upright.

Xia Jiujiu frowned and turned to look at Song Zhe: "Why are you laughing?"

"No," Song Zhe smiled and waved his hand: "It's nothing."

Xia Jiujiu stopped caring about him. She was worried that Jiang Huaian would skip class, so she turned around and chased Jiang Huaian.

Jiang Huaian left the classroom, feeling calmer.

He felt a little irritated and didn't understand why Xia Jiujiu suddenly became so annoying. When the class bell rang, he quickened his pace, planning to climb over the wall and go out to play games.

However, as soon as he reached the playground, he heard the sound of rushing behind him, and then Xia's voice sounded from behind.

"Jiang Huaian!"

Jiang Huaian turned around and saw Xia Jiujiu standing behind him, stubbornly saying: "Don't skip class, go back to class!"

Jiang Huaian frowned. This time he was really annoyed and said seriously: "Xia Jiujiu, just take care of yourself. Just leave me alone, okay?"

"no!"

Xia Jiujiu replied to him: "I have to take care of you. Reading is very important, you know?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian couldn't help but laugh: "I know, but so what?"

"Anyway, I'm such a bad person," Jiang Huai'an looked into the distance with a cold and calm expression: "Anyway, I'm just trash, trash, I have bad grades, I skip classes, I fight, I play games, I've been a kid all my life. Bastard, that’s it.”

"Jiang Huaian..." Xia Jiujiu looked at his appearance and was speechless for a moment.

She never thought that one day Jiang Huaian would talk to her like this. She knew that Jiang Huaian, who was always calm and calm, always proud and progressive. He was the proud son of heaven. No one would ever say that Jiang Huaian was trash.

She stared at him blankly. Jiang Huaian looked back at her and smiled bitterly.

"I smoke, drink, and am still a good girl. Such words are all false. Trash is trash, that's it. You and I are different, Xia Jiujiu..."

There was a sigh in his voice, and he said helplessly: "Go back to class, I'll go out and play games."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Xia Jiujiu rushed up, grabbed him, and said seriously: "No, you go back with me."

"Xia Jiujiu!"

Jiang Huaian became completely angry, suddenly raised his voice and raised his fist: "Did you fucking think I wouldn't hit you?!"

Jiang Huaian roared so fiercely that he was so fierce that Xia Jiujiu was stunned on the spot. Jiang Huaian looked at the little girl looking at him with fear in her eyes, and suddenly felt regretful.

Why bother with a little girl?

He pursed his lips and wanted to apologize, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

He shook off Xia Jiujiu's hand, quickly walked to the wall, climbed over the wall neatly, and disappeared from Xia Jiujiu's sight.

Xia Jiujiu watched him leave blankly, and it took a long time for him to react.

This is not her Jiang Huaian.

She realized very clearly that this Jiang Huaian was really not the Jiang Huaian of back then.

He would yell at her, he might hit her, he wasn't really that innocent and harmless.

Xia Jiujiu felt countless grievances well up in her at that moment. She clenched her fists and felt confused.

Her eyes felt a little sore. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears and went to the toilet.

As soon as I entered the toilet, tears streamed down my face.

Jiang Huaian disappeared.

She realized very clearly in her heart that even if this person had Jiang Huaian's shadow, even if this person occasionally had the tenderness that she loved, this person was not the Jiang Huaian she knew.

She couldn't explain how she felt, but she felt very sad and aggrieved.

She was in front of the faucet, splashing water on her face again and again, trying to wash away the traces of crying. After class was over, she finally regained her composure. She looked in the mirror and saw that the person's eyes were red and swollen.

She had calmed down now, and after crying and venting, she wasn't that uncomfortable anymore.

In fact, this Jiang Huaian is different from before, she has known it for a long time.

From the moment she accepted him, her mission should be to change him, make him better, let him walk on the path he was supposed to take, and become as shining as the Jiang Huaian she met when she met him.

"Xia Jiujiu," she looked at herself in the mirror and clenched her fist: "You can do it!"

After encouraging herself, someone came to the toilet. She wiped away her tears and returned to the classroom.

When Song Zhe saw her coming back alone, he was about to ask her how she and Jiang Huaian were doing when he noticed that her eyes were a little red, but her face looked very calm and collected, and she didn't look like she was quarreling at all.

Song Zhe thought "fuck" in his heart and didn't dare to speak. Xia Jiujiu sat down, picked up his notebook, spread out two notes, and poked the person in front of them.

The boy sitting in front is called Qian Xiong. He is a hard-working but inefficient person. He takes notes in every class, but his grades are never good. Xia Jiujiu borrowed notes from him. Qian Xiong saw Xia Jiujiu's swollen eyes. After being stunned, he worriedly asked: "Xia Jiujiu, did Jiang Huaian bully you?"

Xia Jiujiu shook his head: "No."

Qian Xiong was silent for a moment and said slowly: "If Jiang Huaian bullies you... I... I..."

Xia Jiujiu was about to persuade Qian Xiong not to do anything outrageous, but she heard Qian Xiong say: "I will sue the teacher for you!"

Xia tweeted: "..."

"Thank you," Xia Jiujiu smiled: "I will sue the teacher myself."

After saying that, Xia Jiujiu lowered his head and started copying Qian Xiong's notes.

After a while, Xia Jiujiu listened carefully to the class and took notes on every detail.

In fact, she didn't understand many things. Xia Jiujiu hadn't read books seriously since she was a child, and had flunked in exams all the way. But after all, after finishing college, even if it was three books, her understanding ability was better than that of a real high school student.

Although she couldn't understand many things, she could understand many. After she returned home, she copied a note for Jiang Huaian before starting to do her homework.

Jiang Huaian never contacted her. He stayed in the Internet cafe and played games in a daze.

After school, Song Zhe and Wu Yi brought some people to the Internet cafe to look for him. Song Zhe sat next to him and sighed: "Brother Jiang."

"explain."

Jiang Huaian faced the screen, fighting extremely fiercely.

Song Zhe looked at him and probably guessed something, and said to him, "Xia Jiujiu is crying."

Jiang Huaian paused, and the person on the screen died.

Song Zhe patted him on the shoulder: "Why bother? You think so, right?"

"I don't like others to control me," Jiang Huaian said calmly: "No one can do it. I walk my own path and don't need others to control me."

Song Zhe didn't speak. After a long time, he patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, then I'll accompany you."

Jiang Huaian raised his eyes and looked at Song Zhe, who smiled: "Everyone knows the truth, but no one can do it. I am, and so is Xia Jiujiu."

Jiang Huaian said nothing, he lowered his eyes, and after a long time, he slowly responded.

While Jiang Huaian was playing games in the Internet cafe, the living room in Jiang's house was full of people.

In the center of the living room is an old man over seventy years old. He is sitting in a wheelchair with a calm expression. Standing behind him was a man who looked to be in his early thirties, wearing a beige suit and with a calm expression. This was Jiang Yan, the adopted son of the Jiang family and the second uncle of Jiang Huaian.

Jiang Cheng and Xu Qingqing were sitting on the left side of the old man, looking a little nervous. On the other side sat a woman, wearing a red cheongsam, holding a teacup and blowing the leaves floating on the teacup. It was Jiang Cheng's sister, Jiang Lan, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. .

"You know your reasons for driving Huai'an out."

The old man spoke slowly and looked up at Jiang Cheng. His voice was calm and his tone was calm. However, Jiang Cheng knew that this man had a bad temper and couldn't help but clenched his fists.

The old man coughed twice and said slowly: "I'm not very patient. I reminded you before that if Huai'an doesn't come back, you know what will happen."

"Dad," Jiang Cheng frowned, "I know you dote on Huai'an, but you can't be too partial. You will spoil your child."

"Am I too biased?" The old man sneered: "Am I too biased, or are you too biased? I don't know what Huai'an's temper is. Even if he is at fault, it was because of you! Find him for me Come back, otherwise you won’t be able to inherit a cent of the property in my hands!”

"Dad," Jiang Cheng looked up at the old man, looking a little tired: "After all these years, do you still think that I want your share of property?"

The old man didn't speak. The woman beside him put down her tea cup, leaned back on her chair, and looked at Jiang Cheng quietly.

Jiang Cheng sighed, feeling a little helpless: "Dad, everything I do is for the good of Huai'an. He is really... really not who you think he is."

"Jiang Cheng," the old man closed his eyes: "You really think I'm old..."

"dad… "

"Kneel down!"

The old man suddenly raised his voice. Jiang Cheng stiffened and did not move. Jiang Lan, who had been watching the show next to him, raised his eyes and said calmly: "Third brother, Dad wants you to kneel down."

Jiang Cheng was reminded, stood up stiffly, and knelt in front of the old man. The old man raised his crutch and got up angrily, hitting Jiang Cheng hard, and roared: "What did you do to Huai'an? You still said that I am old? That I have been too old? Come back? Get him back! You..."

"Dad!" Xu Qingqing couldn't bear it anymore and said anxiously: "We went to find him, but he didn't come back on his own! Acheng is his father. He was fighting and causing trouble outside, and Acheng even disciplined him... "

"Shut up!" The old man turned his head suddenly and roared: "Who are you, you are worthy of speaking in front of me? If it weren't for you, what would Huaian be like this?! Xu Qingqing, get out of the Jiang family! Get out of here!" go out!"

Xu Qingqing slowly calmed down after hearing this.

"Okay," she nodded and said seriously: "I said, if you don't believe it, then just take a look and see what your good grandson looks like!"

As she spoke, she took out her phone, turned on the TV's projection, and projected a video directly onto it.

The video showed Jiang Huaian fighting. His movements were extremely skillful. People around him called him Brother Jiang. It was obviously not the first time.

The old man frowned, and Jiang Lan straightened up and looked at the video. Only Jiang Yan remained calm and didn't seem to be surprised at all.

After Jiang Huaian finished the fight, he ran away neatly. Then there are many more clips, including him sleeping in class, playing games at an Internet cafe, sending Xia Jiujiu home, drinking with Song Zhe at the bar...

"Dad, I know you have always looked down upon me. You think I am causing trouble, and you think Acheng is partial. But look at him now," Xu Qingqing's eyes turned red: "Am I the one who wants to take care of him? Is Acheng the one who wants to harm him?" ? I asked myself that marrying into the Jiang family has always been good for Huaian, but can I not care about his situation? Can Acheng not care about it? "

The old man said nothing, Jiang Lan said worriedly: "Dad..."

"Boss," the old man turned to look at her and said calmly, "Look where Huai'an is."

Jiang Lan hesitated for a moment, then stood up, sighed and said, "Okay."

After saying that, she walked out and told the people outside: "Call the Song family and ask them to find where Song Zhe is."

After a while, the Song family contacted Song Zhe and reported a location. Jiang Lan went back and reported it to the old man.

The old man nodded, asked someone to prepare the car, and went straight out.

It was raining lightly outside. As soon as the old man walked out, Xu Qingqing lost strength and fell down. Jiang Yan stepped forward to help Jiangcheng: "Thank you for your hard work, brother."

Jiang Cheng shook his head, with a bitter look on his face: "It's dad too... ugh."

He didn't say anything, but everyone knew it.

Everyone knows that Mr. Jiang prefers his eldest grandson.

Jiang Huaian and Song Zhe played games until eleven o'clock. Jiang Huaian looked at his watch and said, "Let's go back."

"Huh? So early?"

Song Zhe was a little surprised, and Jiang Huaian couldn't help but laugh: "Didn't your family just call you to urge you to go back? Isn't it too early for you?"

"Hi," Song Zhe waved his hand: "My mother is having a great time playing mahjong, so how can she have time to take care of me? It was my aunt who called me to ask me when I would be back. My mother will definitely not be back before three o'clock tonight. Another round?"

Jiang Huaian didn't say anything. He played games all afternoon and his mind was much calmer. He thought of Xia Jiujiu and felt that he had indeed passed a little today.

He said slowly: "Forget it, I'll go home first, you can fight slowly."

Song Zhe was playing happily, waved his hand, and continued the game with Wu Yi.

Jiang Huaian walked out. It was raining lightly outside. He stood at the door, called a car, and stood at the door waiting.

The rain was pattering. Jiang Huaian looked up at the rain, thinking about how to apologize to Xia Jiujiu later.

After a while, he suddenly heard an old voice: "Huai'an..."

Jiang Huaian stiffened suddenly and looked up at the source of the sound.

Jiang Lan supported Mr. Jiang and stood at the end of the corridor. Mr. Jiang's eyes were full of disappointment.

Jiang Huaian opened his mouth and shouted hoarsely: "Grandpa..."

"Huai'an," Mr. Jiang said slowly, "Why have you become like this?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huaian did not speak. He remained silent. After a long time, he smiled bitterly: "What have I become?"

Mr. Jiang did not answer. He sighed: "I used to beat your dad, thinking it was his fault. Now I finally feel, Huaian, I am old."

"What have I become?!"

Jiang Huaian suddenly raised his head, looked at Mr. Jiang, and roared: "What do you think I look like? Tell me, what do you look like when you look at me now?!"

Mr. Jiang didn't say anything. He squeezed the crutch tightly and his body trembled slightly, showing his anger.

He is a person who has seen strong winds and waves, and he has always kept his emotions and anger hidden. However, looking at Jiang Huai'an at this moment, he could not suppress his emotions and suddenly said: "Do you need me to tell you what you are like?! Do you need me to talk about the bastard things you did? When did my Jiang family give birth to such an unworthy descendant, bringing disgrace to our family!"

Jiang Huaian said nothing. He looked at Mr. Jiang with a stubborn and proud expression.

He didn't want to speak, he wanted to turn away.

Yes, he has brought shame to the Jiang family, so ignore him and give up on him. If everyone treats him badly, he can hate and dislike him unscrupulously.

But tell him rationally.

This is an old man who has believed in him and loved him for a long time.

This is the grandfather who has been protecting him.

So he used all his pride and self-esteem as a young man, and said in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa, I am not as bad as you think."

"I can't see it."

Mr. Jiang closed his eyes: "Jiang Huaian, look at what you have done, how can I believe that you are not that bad?"

"Maybe your dad is right," he turned around, walked back tremblingly, "You are really just trash."

Trash, trash.

These words rushed into Jiang Huaian's mind, and he clenched his fists without saying a word.

Jiang Cheng always used these words to describe him. He knew that Jiang Cheng never cared about him and never loved him.

Didn't he try hard?

Didn't he try his best to be a good boy?

He worked so hard and tried so hard. When his mother was seriously ill in bed, he was so afraid of being abandoned. He tried his best to be a good boy, but what was the result?

He watched the old man go away and knew that the only trust and support he had in the Jiang family and among his relatives was gone.

Jiang Huaian told himself to hold back, it was no big deal.

Anyway, he's used to it, he doesn't care.

But he couldn't bear it and had no other choice. He still felt sad. Jiang Cheng had scolded him ten thousand rubbish words, but none of them said "grandpa". It was so painful.

There was a kind of loneliness emerging from the bottom of his feet, and he understood it completely.

He has nothing, he has nothing.

From the moment his mother passed away, from the moment his younger brother was born, the unique love that belonged to him was gone.

He is not irreplaceable.

No one will pour all their love into him unconditionally.

He really hopes to have someone, really wants to have someone who will look at him wholeheartedly and treat him wholeheartedly.

Trust him, expect him, and accompany him.

He walked into the rain and wanted to find a place to rest for a while. He didn't know where to rest, so he kept walking aimlessly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and he finally felt a little tired. There was a step next to him. He walked down it and saw cars passing by in the heavy rain.

Someone drove him home, but no one picked him up.

He is alone, always has been.

But he didn't want to, he didn't want to be alone.

He took out his mobile phone and opened Song Zhe's dialog box on the phone screen with trembling eyes.

"Brother, it's raining heavily, do you have an umbrella?"

"Stop being pretentious," Song Zhe quickly replied: "Take a taxi back and I'll reimburse you."

Jiang Huaian didn't reply. He asked each one one by one.

Is there an umbrella?

It rained so hard.

I am cold.

Can you give me an umbrella?

Some people are sleeping, others are being taken care of by their mothers, it’s too late, it’s raining too much, who will give you an umbrella?

He finally sent it to Xia Jiujiu. That straw dumpling's profile picture seemed to be his only hope.

However, the other party did not reply, and his heart grew colder little by little.

He suddenly thought, if he were Xia Jiujiu and found that Jiang Huaian, would she give him an umbrella?

You will, right?

She said that she would protect him from wind and rain, defeat all those who bullied him, protect him, and give him the best memories of his youth.

Why, that Jiang Huaian can't be him?

Jiang Huaian felt a little cold. He sat on the steps and hugged himself, feeling that his eyes were a little hot.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang, and Cao Tuanzi's profile picture appeared on the phone.

He answered the phone and heard Xia Jiujiu's sleepy voice inside.

"Jiang Huaian, what's wrong? I fell asleep just now."

That voice made the whole night warm. Jiang Huaian looked up at the dark sky, holding the only warmth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xia Jiujiu, haven't you slept yet?"

"Well, I'm writing a paper."

"Writing so late..."

"Yes," Xia Jiujiu yawned: "I copied the notes for you. It's a little late to write the paper after copying. Come here early tomorrow and I'll show it to you."

Jiang Huaian didn't speak, he felt warmth in his eyes.

Xia Jiujiu noticed something was wrong and frowned: "Jiang Huai'an, what's wrong with you?"

"Xia Jiujiu..." Jiang Huai'an finally spoke, but as soon as he spoke, he sounded crying. He buried his head in his knees and whispered: "If you can't find that Jiang Huai'an you are looking for, you can think of me as Is that Jiang Huaian okay?”

Xia Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, and Jiang Huaian finally cried: "Xia Jiujiu, the rain is too heavy, no one gave me an umbrella, and I can't go home."

Xia Jiujiu looked at the sky outside. When she heard Jiang Huaian's cry, her whole heart trembled. She had never heard Jiang Huaian cry like this, but she told herself that she was an adult, and the purpose of her coming back was to give Jiang Huaian someone to rely on at this time.

She tried her best to make her voice sound particularly reliable. While putting on her clothes, she held an umbrella and comforted Jiang Huaian: "Don't be afraid. Wherever you are, I will take you home."

Don't be afraid, Jiang Huaian, I'll take you home.

This is not her Jiang Huaian.

Jiang Huaian said nothing, he lowered his eyes, and after a long time, he slowly responded.

Song Zhe patted him on the shoulder: "Why bother? You think so, right?"

What to eat out

"Currently at home?"

He didn't reply to the question because he doesn't lie.

He picked up a scallion pancake with chopsticks and started eating the pancake in the corridor.

With that said, he turned to Xia and tweeted, "Don't worry about them, I have a big appetite."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Xia Jiujiu rushed up, grabbed him, and said seriously: "No, you go back with me."

Jiang Huaian completely forgot about the cake last night. When he walked to the corridor, Xia Jiujiu opened the box. Jiang Huaian looked at the box of cake and was completely shocked.

He finally sent it to Xia Jiujiu. That straw dumpling's profile picture seemed to be his only hope.

Jiang Huaian actually blushed

Xia Jiujiu handed him the chopsticks and said seriously: "You like to eat cakes. I have brought you many kinds of cakes, all made by me. You can eat them!"

Xia Jiujiu stopped caring about him. She was worried that Jiang Huaian would skip class, so she turned around and chased Jiang Huaian.

Mr. Jiang didn't say anything. He squeezed the crutch tightly and his body trembled slightly, showing his anger.

He suddenly had many questions to ask.

Jiang Huaian completely forgot about the cake last night. When he walked to the corridor, Xia Jiujiu opened the box. Jiang Huaian looked at the box of cake and was completely shocked.

That voice made the whole night warm. Jiang Huaian looked up at the dark sky, holding the only warmth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xia Jiujiu, haven't you slept yet?"

"I... like to eat cakes, but I can't eat so many cakes." Jiang Huai'an felt a little subtle. On the one hand, he felt that this girl was really stupid. How could anyone eat so many cakes? On the other hand, he couldn't help but feel a little touched. When someone really treats you well, he can't wait to give you the best of everything.

"Boss," the old man turned to look at her and said calmly, "Look where Huai'an is."

He raised his head and wanted to tell Xia Jiujiu to do less in the future, but when he met Xia Jiujiu's guilty eyes, he immediately felt a huge sense of guilt, feeling that he shouldn't treat others' kindness like this.

Xia Jiujiu watched him leave blankly, and it took a long time for him to react.

After a while, Xia Jiujiu listened carefully to the class and took notes on every detail.

He watched the old man go away and knew that the only trust and support he had in the Jiang family and among his relatives was gone.

He worked so hard and tried so hard. When his mother was seriously ill in bed, he was so afraid of being abandoned. He tried his best to be a good boy, but what was the result

Jiang Huaian couldn't help but wonder, why was she so nosy today