"Well," Jiang Zhong rinsed off the foam in his mouth, "I have to go back, my mother just sent me a message yesterday asking me to go home on New Year's Day."
Xi Qin: "... oh."
Damn, one step too late.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Zhong took off the face towel and soaked it in warm water.
"It's okay, just ask."
"Aren't you going back?" Jiang Zhong thought for a while, "You don't seem to have been home this semester."
"Yeah." Xi Qin glanced at Jiang Zhong, "My younger brother is in his third year of high school this year, and I'm afraid I can't help beating him up when I go back. When he doesn't do well in the exam, he will still rely on me."
"Why is that brother of yours so annoying!" Jiang Zhong said angrily, "Aren't you ignorant after you're in the third year of high school?"
Xi Qin was silent for a while, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Why don't you think I'm bullying him?"
"You're not like that."
Jiang Zhong didn't know why Xi Qin had a half-brother who was only three grades younger than him. He only felt that Xi Qin was the one being bullied, so he couldn't help comforting him: "It's okay, a lot of people go out of the province to go to school." People in college don’t go home for a semester, just treat yourself like them.”
"Okay." Xi Qin replied.
Jiang Zhong felt even more distressed when he heard Xi Qin's well-behaved answer, and patted Xi Qin's shoulder again like an old father: "Don't worry, I will always believe in you."
Xi Qin was very moved, and said in a low voice: "Jiang Zhong, if you do this again..." I really couldn't help it.
Jiang Zhong mistakenly thought that Xi Qin didn't like being patted on the shoulder, so he walked into the dormitory with an awkward smile: "I've finished washing."
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On December 31st, after class, Jiang Zhong put his books back in the dormitory, replaced his schoolbag with a messenger bag given to him by Xi Qin on his birthday, loaded it with data cables and other personal belongings, and was ready to go home with ease.
Before parting, Jiang Zhong smiled and said to Deng Letian: "If there is any new situation, remember to tell us."
Deng Letian successfully invited the girl he likes to have dinner with him on New Year's Day. For this reason, he specially bought a new suit online in a hurry.
Don't ask Jiang Zhong how he knew, the question is that Deng Lexia consulted Jiang Zhong, the most suitable person in the 412 bedroom before ordering.
After all, Jiang Zhong was a "campus star" when he was in high school, and he worked hard on matching.
"I hope there will be." Deng Letian nodded.
"Then let's go." After saying goodbye to Deng Letian and Xiao Yuan, Jiang Zhong and Xi Qin, who was waiting to leave the school with him, left the dormitory.
When Jiang Zhong took a taxi home, it was completely dark outside, but on the contrary, the house was bright.
Jiang Zhong opened the door with the key himself. After seeing no one in the living room, Jiang Zhong went straight to the kitchen and found Jiang Mu in the kitchen.
Jiang's mother's name is Zheng Yinqiu, she is a vigorous and strong woman, and she is also a wife and mother who loves her husband and son.
Zheng Yinqiu loves to work, but also likes to cook.
It's a pity that the balance between career and family is not very good, and the high-intensity work always makes her not have much time to spend with her son.
Jiang Zhong also complained in his heart when he was a child, but as he grew up, he gradually understood the helplessness of many adults.
His parents have brought him a wealthy family, so that he has no worries about spending money. He is very grateful and feels sorry for his parents' hard work.
As long as she has time, Jiang's mother will cook Jiang Chong's favorite dishes in person.
Although Jiang Zhong lacked companionship since childhood, he has never lacked love.
"Mom, I'm back."
Zheng Yinqiu was serving vegetables, and when he heard this, he turned his head with a smile, put down the plate and opened his arms to Jiang Zhong: "My son is back, I haven't seen him for a long time, come and give me a hug."
Jiang Zhong smiled and went forward to hug Zheng Yinqiu.
Zheng Yinqiu likes to express love with body language. Jiang Zhong would be hugged by her every time when he was a child.
Later, Jiang Zhong grew up, taller and stronger, and became Jiang Zhong holding her.
"Go up and take a shower and rest." After hugging, Zheng Yinqiu turned around and continued to serve the dishes, "We can eat when your father comes back."
"When will my dad come back?"
"Come on, before you came, he just called me and said he was off work."
Jiang nodded heavily, and went to his room on the second floor to take a shower and change clothes.
When I was getting dressed, I heard the sound of a car driving in, and when I went downstairs, I saw Father Jiang just entering the entrance.
Zheng Yinqiu was asking him for a hug.
Jiang Zhong waited for a while until Jiang's father hugged Jiang's mother and kissed her on the forehead, and then went downstairs pretending that he hadn't seen anything.
"Dad." Jiang Chong called him.
"I'm back." Father Jiang said with a smile in his eyes, "How are you doing?"
Jiang Zhong: "...it's pretty good. I heard from my mother that your neck hurts. Are you okay?"
Father Jiang: "It's nothing. It's caused by sitting for a long time. It's much better now."
Jiang Zhong: "That's good."
"Oh, you two are never finished." Zheng Yinqiu couldn't stand it anymore, "□□, I haven't seen my son for so long, don't you want to give him a hug?"
Father Jiang coughed uncomfortably.
Jiang Zhong held back his smile and took the initiative to step forward and gently hugged Father Jiang's shoulder.
Father Jiang's name is Jiang Chengye, he is a serious businessman, a husband and father who dotes on his wife and son.
His tenderness was only shown in front of Zheng Yinqiu, and Jiang Zhong was lucky enough to get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg.
In fact, Jiang Zhong was treated like that kind of gentle father when he was a child, but as Jiang Zhong grew up, Jiang Chengye didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment or what, every time he talked to Jiang Zhong, he was very rigid and official.
"Okay, it's time to eat, go wash your hands." Zheng Yinqiu arranged.
Zheng Yinqiu cooked many dishes that Jiang Zhong and Father Jiang liked to eat.
But after many years of careful observation by Jiang Zhong, he found that most of the things that Jiang's father likes to eat are actually what Jiang's mother likes.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhong suddenly thought of Xi Qin.
He always felt that Xi Qin's taste was very similar to his, but after the last time...
Xi Qin obviously knows his likes and dislikes, and he can just do what he likes and avoid what he doesn't like. Jiang Zhong is now not sure if the truth is what he thinks it is.
"Son?" Zheng Yinqiu called Jiang Zhong again, "What are you thinking?"
"It's nothing." Jiang returned to his senses, "What's wrong?"
"I just asked when are you on vacation?"
"January 15th."
Zheng Yinqiu nodded: "When the time comes, your father and I will take the time to go out with you. The National Day was delayed by your foot injury last time. Is there any place you want to go?"
"I don't really want to go." Jiang Zhong said, "You don't need to spare time. Isn't the end of the year the busiest? It's the same with me at home when you are free."
After dinner, Jiang's father took Jiang's mother out for a walk to digest food.
Liu Jiangzhong is at home alone... washing dishes!
[Jiang Zhong: You said they were not going too far, they abused dogs and abused their own sons]
When Xi Qin received the message from Jiang Zhong, he happened to be packing the takeaway boxes.
[Xi Qin: Uncles and aunts are so affectionate]
[Jiang Zhong: It's true]
[Jiang Zhong: It's just that the two of you are a bit busy and don't have much time to spend together]
[Xi Qin: Everyone pursues something different]
[Jiang Zhong: Although I envy them very much, I still hope that the other half will not be so busy in the future]
Xi Qin looked at this sentence, and repeatedly typed and deleted it in the chat box.
After so many back and forth, I finally typed out a satisfactory word, and I was about to click send.
[Jiang Zhong: Stop talking, I'm off to wash the dishes]
Xi Qin deleted it again.
[Xi Qin: Okay, let's go]
Jiang Zhong pressed the breath screen of the mobile phone and threw it on the sofa, sighing helplessly.
It appeared again, the familiar "the other party is typing".
Jiang's father and Jiang's mother didn't go for a long walk, and they came back just after Jiang Zhong finished washing the dishes.
"It's so cold outside." Zheng Yinqiu took off his coat after entering the door, and sighed, "It's still comfortable at home."
"Well," Father Jiang helped her hang up the coat, "it might snow later."
Zheng Yinqiu thought that he hadn't seen Jiang Zhong for a long time, so when he came back, he would drag him to watch a movie together.
Seeing that the plot was not exciting enough, Zheng Yinqiu couldn't help talking to Jiang Zhong: "Son, are you talking about a girlfriend yet?"
Jiang Zhong: "..."
You're obviously watching a comedy, so you're asking this all of a sudden
Jiang Zhong: "No."
"It shouldn't be..." Zheng Yinqiu thought to himself, don't children nowadays start to fall in love early in middle and high school? In the past, she and Jiang's father didn't force Jiang Zhong to fall in love early, so why hasn't Jiang Zhong dated yet
Bai has such a handsome face.
"Is there a right or wrong in being in a relationship?" Jiang Zhong didn't want Zheng Yinqiu to bring up the matter of his girlfriend again, and said, "I'm not yet 20 years old, mom, why don't you start urging marriage."
"No, mom just ask casually."
Zheng Yinqiu thought for a while and continued: "But we can talk about it."
Both Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were extremely shrewd people. Jiang Zhong was afraid that what he said would make many mistakes, so he could only respond: "When you meet someone you like, we will naturally talk about it if it suits you."
As Father Jiang said, it really snowed that night, just as the new year is approaching.
Jiang Zhong listened to what Xi Qin said.
At that time, he had already gone to bed and was about to go to bed, when he just put down his phone when he received a call from Xi Qin.
"Hello, Xi Qin?"
"It's snowing." Xi Qin's voice clearly entered Jiang Zhong's ears, "It's snowing at the school, has it snowed at your house?"
"Wait for me to see." The curtains in Jiang Zhong's room were drawn, he got out of bed and raised a corner, and said pleasantly, "My house is also down, it looks very big."
Snowflakes were falling from the sky in droves, and then melted on the leaves, on the grass, and on the path paved with cement tiles.
"I also said that if there is no download at your house, I will take a picture for you." Xi Qin said.
Jiang Zhong smiled: "Why do you need to go to such trouble? It's not just this time. If I don't download it at my house, I can watch it when I go back to school."
"It's not the same." Xi Qin emphasized, "It's not the same."
"What's the difference?"
"Tonight is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow morning will be the new year."
Just as Jiang Zhong was about to speak, cheers suddenly came from outside, and someone in several nearby villas was counting down loudly.
Jiang Zhongxin felt something, and took a look at the phone next to his ear.
About two seconds later, the time displayed on the phone screen changed from 23:59 on December 31, 20xx to 00:00 on January 1, 20xx.
Jiang Zhong's heart beat violently with the change of time, and quickly put the phone back to his ear and said to Xi Qin: "There is no need to wake up tomorrow morning, it is already a new year, happy new year!"
Xi Qin replied to him with a smile: "Happy New Year!"
After finishing speaking, the two fell silent suddenly, and Jiang Zhong could hear the subtle breathing from Xi Qin.
Almost a minute passed.
"Jiang Zhong," Xi Qin called Jiang Zhong's name very seriously, "do you think the foundation of our relationship is strong enough?"
Jiang Zhong opened his mouth and couldn't speak, his heart beat violently again, and even his breathing became short of breath.
Xi Qin spoke again: "I just made a new year's wish, can you help me realize it?"
"What... what wish?" Jiang Zhong asked with difficulty.
"Can you help me realize it?" Xi Qin asked persistently.
Jiang Zhong tried his best to keep his voice from shaking: "I'll know if I can do it after you tell me."
"You can." Xi Qin said, "I hope Jiang Zhong can be my boyfriend."