When Shu Jin got up in the morning, Shu Zhaoyuan had already left.
Shu Jin has been accustomed to this kind of life since he was a child, and has recruited three housekeeping aunts to take care of him at home. In the past few days, when his aunt asked for leave, Shu Jin was alone at home, so when he got up and heard a voice downstairs, his first reaction was that Puff was making trouble again.
"Puffs!"
Shu Jin was wearing pajamas and went downstairs sleepily, but was startled when he saw the living room.
Sheng Xinghe was sitting on the carpet with his back to him and was playing with the dog.
It was almost early in the morning, when Shu Jing woke up and had forgotten that there were more people in the family. At this time, he took away his expression and walked to the kitchen with a straight face.
When passing by Sheng Xinghe, the other party turned his head and said to him, "Morning."
Shu Jin ignored him, shouted "Puff" and continued to the kitchen.
He took out the milk from the refrigerator, deliberately closed the door of the refrigerator hard enough so that people outside could hear it clearly, then found the cup and poured the milk into it.
It wasn't until he put the milk in the microwave that he realized something was missing—puffs swirled around his feet with their tongues out this time, but this time it didn't come in with him.
It's also so unusual.
Shu Jin went back to the living room and saw that Puff was sitting obediently in front of Sheng Xinghe, staring at Sheng Xinghe with all his attention, with a look of flattery.
Puff is a five-year-old Samoyed, all white, very smart and clingy.
It was bought by Shu Jin's mother when Shu Jin's parents were not divorced.
Shu Jin called "Puff" twice again. This time Puff finally reacted. He ran in front of him, turned around twice, and sniffed again. Shu Jin's hand just touched its head twice. He ran back to Sheng Xinghe again.
Even the dog has changed.
Shu Jin's hand was empty, and he couldn't help his eyes heat up.
He walked over without a word and snatched the bag from Sheng Xinghe's hand.
"Don't give it something to eat!" Shu Jin roared, "It hasn't eaten dog food yet, so it can't eat snacks first!"
He stood, and Sheng Xinghe looked up at him.
There was no emotion in the boy's gray eyeballs, and even less expression, but the other eye was extremely clear, and his eyes were extremely clean.
Sheng Xinghe said: "I have already fed it dog food."
This time the dog turned around Shu Jin.
But Shu Jin was not happy. The dog food was in the cabinet, how could Sheng Xinghe find it? He asked loudly: "How do you rummage through other people's things! Is it polite!"
Sheng Xinghe didn't get angry when he yelled at him, but said, "Uncle told me when he left in the morning. He said he wanted you to sleep a little longer, so he asked me to help feed the dog."
Shu Jin was speechless.
I had to stand there biting my lip, not knowing what to do next.
"Don't worry, I'm not my uncle's illegitimate child, we are not related by blood." Sheng Xinghe said, "If I make you uncomfortable here, I will apologize to you. I'm sorry, I will apply to live on campus when the school starts."
Puff started to sniff Sheng Xinghe's face and kept wagging his tail.
Sheng Xinghe dodged, then reached out and gently stroked the hair of two puffs.
The summer morning sun shines in, and a few dog hairs are flying in the air.
The boy who was two years older than Shu Jin seemed to have a calm aura, like a cool spring in a mountain stream, calming everything around him that was irritable.
"Ding-"
The microwave beeps.
Shu Jin put the puff's snack bag aside and turned back to the kitchen.
He is not uneducated, but has always been polite and sensible.
From the meeting last night to the inexplicable rage in the early morning just now, he didn't like this kind of himself very much.
Slowly loosening his clenched teeth, Shu Jin closed his eyes and exhaled.
What did Sheng Xinghe do wrong? He was just a poor, disabled man.
My mother was also in favor of my father's sponsorship before, and she personally brought Shu Jin to the mall to pick out New Year's goods for Sheng Xinghe's family. In a distant memory, Shu Jin, who was in elementary school, wrote a card to Sheng Xinghe at the request of his father, wishing Sheng Xinghe a successful exam and a better grade.
He shouldn't be.
Sheng Xinghe couldn't take anything from him at all.
Sheng Xinghe stopped playing with Puff, and stopped feeding snacks. Just as he was about to stand up and go back to his room, Shu Jin came out of the kitchen.
"Have you eaten breakfast?"
Shu Jin's eyes were red and his hair was messy.
It could be seen that he tried his best to control his voice, but he could still hear a little trembling in it.
Sheng Xinghe looked at him.
Shu Jin suddenly felt a strong sense of shame, and said sternly, "If you don't eat it, I'll prepare one for you, don't forget it."
Sheng Xinghe said, "Okay, thank you."
Shu Jin said "um", turned his head and left again.
He prepared a new portion of milk and put it in the microwave. He found two large bowls from the cupboard. He took out the oatmeal from the wall cupboard and poured it into the bowls.
Seeing Sheng Xinghe also come in, his face became hot, and he spoke very fast: "Let's talk about it first, I won't do any tricks, saying that breakfast is made of milk and oatmeal. Auntie is on leave, and she will come back the day after tomorrow. She will make it then. will be better."
Having said that, he said, "Aren't you allergic to cereal?"
Sheng Xinghe said: "Not allergic."
Shu Jin added meaninglessly: "I have a classmate who is allergic to wheat or something."
The two sat in front of the high platform and finished eating the cereal.
Silent.
Shu Jin put down the spoon and heard Sheng Xinghe ask, "Aren't you full?"
Shu Jin said indifferently: "Well, take out at noon."
After this time and again, the two are not embarrassed anymore.
Sheng Xinghe said, "Would you like to eat an egg, I'll fry it for you."
Shu Jin looked at him suspiciously.
Sheng Xinghe got up and opened the refrigerator, found two in the packed egg carton, and asked Shu Jin where the pot was.
The children of the poor go to the home early.
Shu Jin thought to himself that what he said was true. In fact, he didn't know how to fry, he was just lazy, but Sheng Xinghe looked like he would obviously know how to cook.
Under Shu Jin's guidance, he found the pan and so on. Sheng Xinghe beat the eggs with one hand and said, "These eggs were brought back by my uncle and I last night. They are soil eggs."
Sheng Xinghe was taller than Shu Jin, and Shu Jin had to lean closer to see the pot. He asked curiously, "Is it yours?"
"Yeah." Sheng Xinghe said, "Grandpa kept more than twenty hens and picked up a lot of them every day. This is the last batch. After his death, those chickens were given to neighbors and relatives."
Shu Jin: "…"
He doesn't seem to be very comforting.
When Huang Cancan's fragrant fried egg was placed on the plate and Shu Jin ate it, he vaguely remembered something.
Shu Zhaoyuan seems to have said that the eggs at home have been supplied by Sheng Xinghe's grandfather all these years. The old man said that they had come and gone. They couldn't do anything else for the Shu family, so they did a little thing to express their gratitude.
Shu Jin had a low-grade fever in the morning.
I woke up with a very dry throat and wanted to drink water. He called Sheng Xinghe's name a few times, but got no response, so he got up to find water by himself.
The suite was empty, and Sheng Xinghe was not there.
The sun was dazzling, and the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were not drawn.
Shu Jin covered his eyes with his hands, and vaguely saw the light blue sea level outside.
There are also floor-to-ceiling windows in the bedroom.
Some ambiguous clips about the windows appeared in Shu Jin's mind last night, and his throat hurt even more, and he felt that they went too far last night.
Will be here until Monday.
Shouldn't they use it to continue doing this kind of thing for the past two days
Shu Jin thought with hot cheeks.
However, it seems that they have nothing else to do but do this kind of thing.
A few years ago, Shu Jin fantasized about what would happen to him after he left Sheng Xinghe. He thought that in a few years, he must have forgotten each other and would start a new life like many young people in a certain city and meet new people. In fact, he was working hard to move in the direction of this fantasy, but after meeting Sheng Xinghe again, he realized that it was not that he couldn't meet the right person.
This time it was even harder to forget.
Shu Jin found ice water in the freezer, unscrewed the cap and drank half of the bottle.
Throat is relieved, but head is more dizzy.
After a while, he put down the water bottle and went back to the bed.
In a daze, Shu Jin heard the phone ringing in the room.
Not having the energy to deal with it, he closed his eyes and went back to sleep, but the bell kept ringing, and the caller seemed very patient.
Shu Jin had to turn over and answer the phone.
"Still sleeping?"
Sheng Xinghe's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Shu Jin woke up a little and replied, "Well, I woke up once. Anyway, nothing happened, so I fell back asleep. Did you go out?"
"A little work." Sheng Xinghe said, "Have you eaten the breakfast prepared for you?"
The door of the room was not closed, and Shu Jin looked out of the room.
Sheng Xinghe seemed to know that he didn't eat: "At the dining table."
Shu Jin followed the instructions and saw that there was a dining cup on the dining table.
Sheng Xinghe: "It's cold. I called the guest room to make a new copy and send it over."
Shu Jin said yes.
They ended the call, as dull as if they were just acquaintances.
Shu Jin went to open the dining cup to have a look, but he didn't want to eat it. He had no strength, so he simply slept directly on the sofa in the living room.
When he opened his eyes again, Sheng Xinghe's face appeared in front of him, his brows furrowed, and he took out a thermometer from his mouth: "38.5 degrees."
"Buy some antipyretics." The man sat beside him, turned his head and said to the person next to him, "I'll buy another antipyretic sticker by the way, I won't go there in a while, you can finish it."
"Okay, Mr. Sheng," said a female voice.
Only then did Shu Jin realize that the two of them were not the only ones in the suite, but Sheng Xinghe's assistant was also there.
Did they end their jobs
Or came back halfway
How would she feel about their relationship
Shu Jin's brain was like mush, unable to think.
After the assistant left, he wanted to ask a question, so he called out "brother" and found that his voice was unpleasant.
Sheng Xinghe leaned over, touched his forehead with his lips, and only replied in a deep voice, "Well, take the medicine before going to sleep."