Ah Cai watches cartoons at home. Suddenly she received a text message.
From "JAC":
"What's for dinner, I'll take it for you. I'll go to my classmate's house and come back a few hours late. You should do your homework at home and don't go out and touch wires and go to the kitchen to use a knife."
Ah Cai switched to another channel to watch cartoons, but ignored him.
Jiang Huai is not at home tonight, she can watch cartoons for a few more hours.
Two minutes later, Ah Cai remembered the important point, took out his phone, and typed a few words: "Not hungry, study, don't bother."
Jiang Huai made a "tsk" sound and frowned.
Bo Jian asked, "Are you telling your sister?"
"No." Jiang Huai categorically denied: "Let her fend for herself at home alone."
Still studying, don't disturb, just Ah Cai's virtue, if he doesn't go back, maybe what time will he watch the cartoon at home tonight. But Ah Cai will order takeaway when he is hungry, and there is money on the account, so he really doesn't need to worry about it.
Bo Jian laughed, and looked sideways at Jiang Huai: "Have you been taking care of Jiang Xingxing all the time?"
Jiang Huai was silent for a while. He took back his phone, and replied after a long while: "It's sort of."
"Tired?"
Jiang Huai remembered that he hadn't talked about his family's affairs with Bo Jian in detail, but Bo Jian had been to his house several times, so it's normal if he guessed what happened earlier. He narrowed his eyes: "It's okay... Jiang Xingxing and I have no blood relationship. She was two or three years old when she came to my house. She remembers things, so she doesn't want to bother me."
So for the first time, I found that Ah Cai, who was at home every day and had nothing to do with everything, turned into a star-chaser elementary school student. He asked for Bo Jian's photos, and even drew pictures for Bo Jian at home every day...Jiang Huai felt like a dead dog.
Where did Bo Jian come from with a pretty face?
Ah Cai didn't even ask for his photo, let's draw for him!
But then Ah Cai seemed to owe Chairman Bo a box of chocolates. After the box of chocolates was returned, Ah Cai's enthusiasm for Chairman Bo dropped sharply...Jiang Huai was very comforted.
Bo Jian didn't speak, but shook Jiang Huai's hand quietly.
Jiang Huai glanced over: "Are your parents at home today?"
"Temporarily absent."
"...I'm not here for the time being," Jiang Huai asked, "Is he here?"
Bo Jian pondered for a moment, and replied, "It's past five o'clock, and I won't be home, but if it's a few hours later, I can't say for sure."
"Oh." Jiang Huai was inexplicably uncomfortable. The driver was in front of him, so he lowered his voice, "I'll leave soon, and I won't stay at your house for too long."
Bo Jianqing raised his eyebrows: "Leave soon?"
"Don't do unnecessary things," Jiang Huai said expressionlessly, "It will be very soon."
"Then what is superfluous?" Bo Jian asked.
JAC: "..."
Pack? Pretend not to understand
Bo Jian paused for a moment, then turned his eyes wide: "Is it superfluous to talk to you about applying for the college entrance examination?"
"..."
He squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "It doesn't count."
"Oh, that's good." Bo Jian nodded, "But if you talk late, you can stay at my house. I don't mind you sharing the same bed with me."
Jiang Huai lost his expression, and withdrew his hand: "No, no, I don't mind." To be precise, it should be the third or fourth time.
But this is Jiang Huai's first time eating at Bo Jian's house. Except for the one time Chairman Bo told Jiang Huai that his mother was back and forced Jiang Huai to jump out of the window, Jiang Huai and Bo Jian's father had a face-to-face meeting, and every time Jiang Huai came, he never met Bo Jian's parents.
I've heard of Bo Jian's father's name, Jiang Huai. Outstanding entrepreneurs in China often go to Jiang Huai and don't read or buy financial newspapers that they don't pay attention to.
The nanny brought soup to the table, and only the two boys ate.
Bo Jian didn't mention it, and Jiang Huai didn't pay much attention when he came here before. Before the New Year's Day meeting, Bo Jian once mentioned the special skills he had learned... Only then did Jiang Huai notice that there was indeed a piano on the first floor of Bo Jian's house, and there was a chess table next to the bookcase in the corner.
At the New Year's Eve party, Bo Jian did set up a guqin and come over to play it.
Jianghuai really doesn't understand the specialty of musical instruments. He can't tell whether it's good or not.
The nanny brought him a bottle of milk, and Jiang Huai asked with a straw in his mouth, "Where's your piano?"
Bo Jian raised his eyes: "Guqin?"
"Um."
"I received it and went to the warehouse." Bo Jian said.
Jiang Huai was silent for a while: "You spend money to buy a new piano, and then throw it in the warehouse after practicing for a day?" Is this a rich man
Bo Jian smiled softly, "What else? Go home and practice every day?"
Jiang Huai didn't know what to say for a while.
Say "it's a waste"
"It's okay." Bo Jian wrote lightly: "There are too many musical instruments received from the warehouse, and this piano is not bad."
"..."
The co-authored musical instruments are all disposable consumables with Young Master Bo
Jiang Huai asked: "How many musical instruments did you throw away? They are quite expensive, don't you want to give them to me?"
Bo Jian tapped the table with his fingertips, and actually counted them for Jiang Huai: "There are two violins, a viola, a cello, a saxophone, and some flutes and clarinets. I can't remember the small ones. It's too clear... you want me to give you everything?"
JAC: "..."
JAC: "Are you going to open a symphony orchestra in your warehouse?"
"No." Bo Jian lowered his eyes and laughed, "I have learned these things before. At the beginning, I was asked to learn the violin, but I didn't want to learn it, so I changed to the viola, and the viola didn't want to learn it, so I changed to the cello, and then changed to the cello. Saxophone, flute, piano... I ended up picking a piano, and the rest went to storage. It was a waste.”
He looked over and said softly, "Didn't I tell you, I was very obedient when I was young."
Jiang Huai frowned, and after a while, he asked, "Did your family force you to learn?"
"It doesn't count." Bo Jian looked tired, "Let's expect it from the elite. It's not only the expectations of others, but also our own expectations."
Don't do useless things.
No one seemed to have said that to him. It is to grow up slowly and gradually discover that doing useless things will be farther and farther away from the ideal life trajectory that everyone expects.
Doing things that don't work is a waste of time.
Jiang Huai slowly frowned. Bo Jian didn't mention it to him... But with a little brain, he could guess that Bo Jian had learned more than just one musical instrument.
No ability can be obtained completely out of thin air.
Speech, writing, musical instruments, leadership, test scores, organizing groups...even the most basic physical fitness.
"Tired?" Jiang Huai asked.
Bo Jian smiled. He also asked Jianghuai the same question in the car just now.
"I would feel tired when I was a child." He said with a low smile, "I'll get used to it after a while."
As if joking, he said to Jiang Huai: "I remember that when I was in the sixth grade of primary school, my tutor brought me a copy of "Das Kapital" for me to read. I was given a month...but I read that book I haven't understood it for a year."
JAC: "..."
He is in the sixth grade of elementary school and runs on the main road.
"Apply for the college entrance examination," Bo Jian said with lowered eyes, "I don't have much to say. I can basically go to a domestic university if I take the domestic college entrance examination. So I should have asked you first about where to go to university. "
Jiang Huai leaned back in the chair and slowly drank half a bottle of milk: "If we don't break up... I will try to be in the same city as you."
Before studying seriously, Jiang Huai never thought about the matter of going to university.
With his original score, no matter how hard he worked, he could almost get into a third school.
He didn't care about which Sanben he was going to. If Jiang Li hasn't returned to China by the time he graduates from high school, then he will find a sanbon school in City B nearby.
Bo Jian didn't speak.
Jiang Huai drank the milk bottle to the bottom, and suddenly realized that Bo Jian had been staring at him. His back was numb: "what's the matter?"
"Jianghuai," Bo Jian's lips curved slightly, revealing a fake smile, "Do you still remember what I told you, if you talk about breaking up again, what consequences will there be?"
"..."
Jiang Huai was quiet.
The dishes on the table have not been touched by chopsticks. Bo Jian got up: "Let's go."
Jiang Huai did not move.
He looked down and said, "Do you want me to carry you away?"
Jianghuai's chair was pulled back suddenly, and the chair legs rubbed against the carpet without making a sound. His Adam's apple rolled a few times: "Where are you going?"
"My room." Bo Jian rubbed lightly along the corner of his jaw, "It's time, I'll make a temporary mark for you."
"click".
Bo Jian's door was closed.
Jiang Huai's palms were covered with sweat.
Bo Jian took off his school uniform jacket, stretched it flat, and hung it on the hanger. He turned his head and reached out to Jiang Huai: "Do you want to take off your coat?"
Jiang Huai stared at him without speaking.
Bo Jian walked over naturally, lowered his eyes, and carefully helped Jiang Huai unzip the jacket.
Jiang Huai felt his brain getting hotter and hotter. He suddenly pressed Bao Jian's hand: "Where's the stuff?"
"Huh?" Bo Jian raised his eyes.
Jiang Huai's throat was dry, and he said dryly: "Rabbit tail." Then, he added blankly: "I mean what I say."
Bo Jian chuckled lightly: "You mean what you say?"
JAC "hmm".
Without stopping, Bo Jian peeled off the jacket from Jiang Huai, stretched it neatly, and folded it to one side. By the way, he took a pure black box from the wall cabinet. The box was small, the size of two palms, flat and long, with a good texture, and engraved with gold letters.
He was holding the box, but he didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he asked softly, "Will you take a look first?"
Jiang Huai didn't look up, and took it over: "I'm going to take a shower, change it myself."
"Do you want me to help you?" Bo Jian asked.
"Need not."
A thin layer of sweat broke out in Bo Jian's palms. His eyelids closed slightly: "Then... don't be impatient, take your time, or you will get hurt."
Jiang Huai felt his head getting hotter, so he turned his head and went to the bathroom without saying a word.
The bathroom light is white and slightly cold. A long, slanting shadow was cast on the floor.
In winter, Jianghuai doesn't wear much clothes, just a pair of school trousers. After taking off the school pants, there is only a white turtleneck sweater left. The sweater is slightly longer, just covering the waistline.
He adjusted the water flow, and the warm water trickled into several streams, trickling across the floor.
Jiang Huai's hands trembled a little.
What’s in the box is not the rabbit ear headbands like the ones at the New Year’s Day meeting, but two rabbit ear clips with more exquisite workmanship, which look cold, and the leather bell collar... If it’s a preparation prop for the New Year’s Day meeting, it’s a bit cute in two dimensions It means that this set is completely gone.
The metal is heavy and icy cool. Jiang Huai held on for a long time, using his body to warm him up.
Bo Jian waits outside the door.
He didn't push or knock on the door, but just leaned on the sofa and flipped through the book absently.
Suddenly, there were two knocks on the bathroom door from inside.
Bo Jian raised his eyes.
Jiang Huai walked through a door with a vague voice: "Can...can you do me a favor?"
Bo Jian paused slightly.
The bathroom door was swung open from the outside.
Jiang Huai stood barefoot on the ground. He turned his head and said in a low voice, "It seems that it is not plugged properly... It feels strange."
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