Jiang Zhong turned his head to look at Xi Qin, his heart throbbing.
"Huh?" Xi Qin didn't know why, "What's wrong?"
"Xi Qin," Jiang Chong murmured, "You..."
"Xi Qin," came a soft female voice, "you are here."
Jiang Zhong followed the sound and saw an elegant woman walking towards them. The woman had a comfortable smile on her face, her shoulders and neck were high and graceful like a swan, her figure was graceful, and her steps were light.
Is this Peng Siyuan's mother? Jiang Zhong thought, he looks so young.
"Aunt Shen," Xi Qin said with a smile, "Long time no see."
"Hello, Auntie." Jiang Zhong followed suit.
"Hello," Aunt Shen nodded, with an elder's kind smile on her face, "You are Jiang Zhong, right? Xi Qin's little boyfriend."
"Ah," what the hell is a little boyfriend? Jiang Zhong smiled and nodded, "Yes."
As Aunt Shen approached, Jiang Zhong saw fine lines matching her age from the corners of her eyes.
Jiang Zhong looked at Aunt Shen quietly, and imagined the appearance of Xi Qin's mother through her, probably as elegant and generous as her.
Soon, Jiang Zhong looked away, fearing that it would be impolite to watch it any longer.
Aunt Shen also didn't look at him too much, and led him and Xi Qin to rest on the sofa.
"Don't be restrained," Aunt Shen's voice sounded very relaxing, "Just treat this place as Xi Qin's home."
"good."
Jiang Zhong could tell that Xi Qin was really at ease in Peng Siyuan's house, and that Aunt Shen treated him very well. The way they got along was very familiar and made each other feel at ease.
During the chat, Jiang Zhong learned that Aunt Shen had a performance elsewhere during the Spring Festival, and she just returned home the night before, so she couldn't wait to ask Xi Qin to come over for dinner today.
Every few minutes, Xi Qin would turn his head to look at Jiang Zhong, and from time to time secretly reach out and pinch Jiang Zhong's fingers, or just inadvertently touch Jiang Zhong's leg with his knee.
Later, Xi Qin took out the gift that was packed in the bag for Aunt Shen. When Aunt Shen went to put the gift, Xi Qin turned to Jiang Zhong and gently held his hand.
"What's wrong with you?" Xi Qin asked considerately, "You have been absent-minded."
"It's nothing." Jiang Zhong smiled.
"Then why do you keep looking at me?" Xi Qin didn't believe it, "Did I neglect you?"
"No," Jiang Zhong curled his fingers and scratched Xi Qin's palm, "I used to like watching you too."
"Tut," Peng Siyuan, who was playing a mobile game with his head down on the other side, sighed deeply, "Tsk tsk."
"Okay," Xi Qin ignored Peng Siyuan who kept clicking his tongue, and continued to talk to Jiang Zhong, "Then if you want to do something and feel embarrassed, just tell me."
"Okay." Jiang Zhong nodded with a smile.
In fact, he didn't feel any embarrassment, just looking at Xi Qin who was talking to Aunt Shen, he couldn't help but think of Xi Qin's mother.
If that accident hadn't happened, perhaps Xi Qin would have brought him to see his mother today, and Xi Qin's personality would be completely different from what it is now.
The Xi Qin in front of him is the real Xi Qin. Others think that Xi Qin is withdrawn, aloof, and not easy to get close to, but who knows that he is so delicate, gentle and considerate in private.
When Xi Qin mentioned his dead mother to him last time, he only briefly described it, but he was still sad for a long time afterwards.
Thinking about it now, Xi Qin's mother couldn't bear the shock of losing her legs and chose to commit suicide. Xi Qin actually felt very sad when she watched her mother suffer but couldn't do anything about it.
Why.
"What's wrong with you?" Xi Qin stopped and grabbed Jiang Zhong's wrist.
"Huh?" Jiang Zhong turned his head, "It's really nothing."
"Obviously there is," Xi Qin frowned slightly, "otherwise why are you sighing?"
He sighed? Jiang Zhong was so engrossed in thinking that he didn't realize it.
He and Xi Qin had just come out of Peng Siyuan's house and were walking aimlessly along the street.
"When you were at Peng Siyuan's house, you were always preoccupied." Xi Qin held Jiang Zhong's hand tightly, "Are you unhappy?"
"No..." Jiang Zhong didn't know how to describe his mood to Xi Qin. He didn't sympathize with Xi Qin, but his heart seemed to be blocked by something, a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know how to vent it.
Xi Qin looked straight into his eyes, and after a long time, let go of his hand: "Forget it, if you don't want to tell me..."
"It's not that I don't want to tell you," Jiang Zhong panicked and grabbed Xi Qin to let go of his hand, pausing for a while, "Let's go home, I want to be alone with you."
Xi Qin was silent for a moment: "I'll take you to another place."
Xi Qin took Jiang Zhong to a neighborhood that was neither too new nor too old, not far from Peng Siyuan's home.
"Here?" Jiang Zhong vaguely guessed in his heart.
"My family, I usually lived here when I was in high school." Xi Qin said.
It really is.
Xi Qin took out the key he carried with him to open the door. This is a suite, which looks quite large.
It was getting late outside, and the light in the room was dim.
"Fortunately, there is still electricity," Xi Qin turned on the door switch, "you can take a look."
Since Xi Qin hasn't been back for a long time, there is a small layer of dust everywhere in the house.
Jiang Zhong saw a photo frame on the shelf next to the wine cabinet, which contained a photo of a woman and a little boy. The boy's appearance was somewhat similar to the woman's.
"This is you and your mother?" Jiang Zhong picked up the photo frame and asked with a smile.
"Yes," Xi Qin stood next to Jiang Zhong and looked at the photo with him, "It was probably taken when I was a junior."
"You were so cute when you were young," Jiang Zhong looked at the photo, then at Xi Qin's face, "much cuter than you are now."
"I remember you said..." Xi Qin hugged Jiang Zhong's waist from behind, "Do you like cute boys?"
"Did I say that?" Jiang Zhong turned his eyes wide open and asked, "Why don't I remember."
He often speaks out of his mind, and often forgets after speaking.
"You said it," Xi Qin nodded affirmatively, "Then I'm not cute now..."
"I like it too," Jiang Zhong interrupted before Xi Qin finished speaking, "I like everything about you."
Xi Qin laughed for a long time: "Quotations from scumbags."
"Get out," Jiang Zhong twisted his body, and hit Xi Qin's chest with his shoulder, "You're just doing it."
"Me too." Xi Qin whispered with a smile.
"What?"
Xi Qin kissed Jiang Zhong's ear: "I like everything about you."
Jiang Zhong curled his lips, "I want to see your room."
Xi Qin's room is quite spacious, with a bed, a large wardrobe, a bookshelf, and a computer desk.
The desktop was not as tidy as Jiang Zhong imagined, probably because Xi Qin lived alone later, and Xi Qin didn't have to worry about being seen by others, so many things were laid out on the table.
Jiang Zhong took out a world famous book from the bookshelf, and said pleasantly: "I also read this book when I was in high school."
"Well," Xi Qin smiled inexplicably, "I know."
I don’t know if Jiang Zhong’s broken memory still remembers. He not only read this book in high school, but also expressed the truth he learned from this book in a certain speech contest, and then solemnly expressed it to him. The classmates sitting in the audience "Amway" passed it.
Xi Qin happened to remember the title of the book that Jiang Zhong said. When he went to a bookstore to buy a tutorial book, he saw it on the shelf next to the cashier and brought it back.
"I didn't expect our tastes to be so similar." Jiang Zhong flipped through them.
Xi Qin shook his head helplessly, as if he didn't remember anything.
"Huh?" A piece of paper in the book fell to the ground with Jiang Zhong's action of flipping the book, "What is it?"
Jiang Zhong squatted down to pick it up, and was taken aback when he saw the content.
Xi Qin realized what it was when Jiang Zhong turned the "paper" over.
"This is?" Jiang Zhong squatted on the ground and raised his head to look at Xi Qin, "Me?"
Xi Qin opened his mouth, well, his memory doesn't seem to be much better, when did he put Jiang Zhong's photo in the book
The photo shows Jiang Zhong's half-turned profile in his sportswear, probably secretly photographed during gym class, not by Xi Qin, and he forgot where he saved it from.
"Well," Xi Qin reached out and pulled Jiang Zhong up, "It's you."
Jiang Zhong pinched the photo with two fingers and looked at Xi Qin teasingly several times.
Before Peng Siyuan told him that he had seen his photo on Xi Qin's mobile phone, but he didn't expect to find it himself now, and it was still washed out.
"Laugh if you want to," Xi Qin said helplessly, "Don't hold back."
"Pfft ha ha ha ha..." Jiang Zhong burst into wild laughter in an instant.
Xi Qin: "..."
There is no need to be so exaggerated, right
"Oh my god," Jiang Zhong leaned against Xi Qin, "My stomach hurts from laughing."
"Have you laughed enough?" Xi Qin asked expressionlessly.
"Well," Jiang Zhong squeezed the sore facial muscles, "enough laughing."
Xi Qin pushed Jiang Zhong's hand away, pinched Jiang Zhong's cheeks with his index finger and thumb, rubbed them a few times, and then exerted a little force.
Jiang Zhong's mouth was squeezed so that he pouted slightly: "What are you doing... um..."
Jiang Zhong quickly fell into the throbbing brought by Xi Qin's lips and tongue, and he gasped uncontrollably between his nose and breath.
Xi Qin pressed the back of Jiang Zhong's head with one hand, let go of his hand pinching his face, slowly moved down, and touched under Jiang Zhong's clothes.
"Hiss," Jiang Zhong was so excited that his whole body trembled, his lips parted, and he said softly, "...so cold."
"En." Xi Qin responded with a hoarse voice, kept pecking and kissing the corners of Jiang Zhong's mouth and cheek, and pulled out the hand that had just been put in.
"Are we staying here tonight?" Jiang Zhong asked in a low voice.
"Can't stop," Xi Qin hugged Jiang Zhong tightly instead, "I forgot to pay the heating bill, and I didn't have anything to eat."
"Then let's go home." Jiang Zhong thought, going back can continue.
"Wait a minute," Xi Qin hugged him tightly, "...haven't gone down yet."
Jiang Zhong: "..."
After Jiang Zhong and Xi Qin left the community, they stopped a taxi, and Jiang Zhong directly reported the address of the community where the apartment was located.
"Aren't you going home?" Xi Qin asked in a low voice.
"Yes," Jiang Zhong said without hesitation, "Let's go home together."
How can we continue if we don't go back together
Jiang Zhong was a little excited. Speaking of it, he and Xi Qin only tried it once, on the night of Xi Qin's birthday, oh no, several times. Later, during the Spring Festival, they were busy with each other, and they had no time or opportunity.
He still... thinks about it.
Seeing how Xi Qin put in a lot of effort to let himself go down, I should also think about it.
So Jiang Zhong pushed Xi Qin against the wall after entering the door, leaned forward and lightly bit Xi Qin's chin.
"Boyfriend," Jiang Zhong said in a soft voice, "I will lend you your abdominal muscles to warm my hands."
Without saying a word, Xi Qin lifted the hem of his clothes and wrapped Jiang Zhong's hands in it.
"You are so kind." Jiang Zhong leaned against Xi Qin.
"You're fine too," Xi Qin put his arms around Jiang Zhong's waist, "better than anyone else."
Jiang Zhong gritted his teeth: "I have something to tell you."
"Well," Xi Qin looked at him seriously, "What are you talking about? Tell me."
Before Jiang Zhong could say anything, he blushed himself, staggered Xi Qin's sight, threw his face on Xi Qin's shoulder, and said vaguely: "I love you too."
The muffled voice reached Xi Qin's ears, and Xi Qin was stunned: "What did you say?"
"I will always be with you in the future," Jiang Zhong still buried his face, "You will not be alone anymore."
It took Xi Qin a long time before he raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Zhong's shoulder, pushing him away from him so that he could see his face: "You..."
After Jiang Zhong said it, he found that it was not that difficult to say it, but his face and ears were a little hot, and he was embarrassed to meet Xi Qin's eyes immediately.
Xi Qin was amused by his awkward appearance.
"Let's warm your hands in another place." Xi Qin quickly opened the waistband of his trousers, and then stuffed Jiang Zhong's hand in. "It's warmer here."
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The author has something to say:... See you in some old places, and more than a thousand words are given away for free.
By the way, I made a speech in chapter 41 to let everyone guess when Xiao Yuan found out that something was wrong, but no one has guessed until now.
Let me just say that as long as I am not embarrassed, you are the ones who are embarrassed. In fact, Xiao Yuan first felt something unusual on the night of Jiang Zhong's birthday.
Because this book is written from Jiang Zhong’s perspective, I won’t explain this in the main text. In case someone asks, I’ll just say it here.
I originally wanted to keep it for you to guess, but it will be over soon, and if no one guesses, I can only take the initiative to say it. Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020122022:40:012020122120:56:41
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