Qi Anan was experiencing the joy of masturbating cats online, when she suddenly heard Jiang Lu call her out.
She turned her head and met Shang Jiang Lu's dark eyes.
During these days, his eyes are no longer as cold and gloomy as they were when we first met, but they also show indifference and alienation from time to time, rejecting people thousands of miles away.
But this moment is different, I don't know if it's Qi An'an's illusion, Jiang Lu's eyes are clear and moist, and there seems to be a vague softness inside.
The boy removed the sharp edges and corners, his eyebrows were picturesque, and he was unbelievably good-looking.
He must have seen Dashun on the phone, right? He recognized his cat. Qi Anan thought, but now she "didn't know" that Dashun belonged to Jiang Lu, what should she say
Qi Anan thought for a while, then handed over the phone: "Jiang Lu, do you like cats? Show me?"
Zai Zai, don't worry, my mother is just raising it for you first, and when you are able to take care of him in the future, I will definitely find a suitable opportunity and return it to you along the way.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Lu didn't read any more, he turned his head and stared at his book: "I don't like cats."
Although he didn't know why his cat was with her, it could be seen from the pictures just now that it was well taken care of by Qi Anan.
That little guy wasn't very courageous at first, but now in a random picture, you can see his arrogant and domineering eyes, as if he has been spoiled like a cat owner, his body is chubby, and he is fatter than when he held it circle around.
He doesn't like cats, Jiang Lu lowered his eyes, thinking of the kitten that was thrown to death, he has no right to like anything.
Zai Zai lied, Qi Anan thought melancholy, how could he not like it? For the first time in a long time, she saw Jiang Lu's soft eyes, he must have recognized his cat.
But he refuses to admit it now, maybe because he is afraid that he can't take care of him well, it doesn't matter, she will help him remove all obstacles, and he will be able to take care of it by himself in the future.
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When he came to school the next day, Qi Anan was holding a small square box in his hand.
She didn't forget that Jiang Lu didn't have any erasers. Although she didn't buy ten catties of erasers for him, the erasers she bought were carefully selected.
Yesterday at the stationery store, Qi An'an brainstormed for a long time. Commonly used erasers are heavy and bulky, and they look dull and impersonal when delivered, and they are easy to make the sensitive mind think wrong. It was too gaudy and naive, and it was not practical. She picked and picked one that she was satisfied with.
Jiang Lu came early every day, and when Qi Anan walked into the classroom, Jiang Lu had already been sitting in his seat for an unknown amount of time.
She put down her schoolbag, and happily handed out the square box in her hand: "Jiang Lu, it's for you."
Jiang Lu turned her head slightly, Qi An'an's smile was bright and pleasing, the morning sun shone in from the window, her fluffy hair was dyed light golden.
The little girl's hand was tender and raw, and there was a small square box lying on it.
Jiang Lu's heart seemed to be stung by something, it was itchy and painful.
The only few gifts in his life came from the little girl in front of him.
Jiang Lu murmured: "What is this?" The pattern on the box was fresh and delicate, bright and lovely, which was incompatible with his whole personality.
Qi Anan breathed a sigh of relief, she was still worried that Jiang Lu would not pay attention to her, it seemed that there was something to be said for his question.
Of course it's the eraser that mom bought for you, my good boy.
Qi An'an smiled even bigger, and put the small square box by Jiang Lu's hand: "You will know when you open it."
After hesitating for a few seconds, Jiang Lu gently picked up the small square box. The small box made of paper was flimsy and fragile, and he didn't make any wrinkles with little effort.
The box was opened and an eraser fell out.
It's not an expensive gift. The round eraser that is common in stationery stores is shaped like a cat's head. A few blue lines on the white eraser outline a squinting cat.
Qi An'an's eyes became bright the moment Jiang Lu took out the eraser. Her eyes were big and round, but when she smiled, they would bend into small crescents, which looked a bit like the cat's head in her hand.
That smile was a bit scorching, Jiang Lu's pale fingers lightly stroked the smiling face of Mao Mao's head, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."
Qi An'an was very happy, Zai Zai is too good today: "As long as you like it, then..." She paused, and tentatively asked Jiang Lu, "Are we friends now?"
If you don't answer her, she just keeps staring at you with such a pair of eyes.
Jiang Lu pursed his lips lightly, and finally said: "It's time for class, sit down."
Jiang Lu lost his mind during class for the first time.
Just now he put the eraser next to the pencil case, but just now while she was listening to the class seriously, he held it in his palm without showing any signs of expression.
After a while, his little gift gradually took on his temperature, Jiang Lu gently put the cat's head eraser into the box, and put it carefully and properly in the middle pocket of the schoolbag.
But he was still a little bit sad. In fact, if he could, he wanted to say "yes" just now.
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Before he knew it, it was next Tuesday, the day Qi Anan had been thinking about. After school that day, Jiang Lu packed up his things and walked out of the school gate, but he didn't go in the usual direction to go home.
Qi Yan went to the school gate to pick up Qi An'an on time, and smiled when he saw her: "How is it? Brother, keep your word."
Qi Anan put on his seat belt while getting into the car, and at the same time gave the golden retriever brother a smooth hair: "I don't believe you, you are the best."
"By the way, I won't sit with you for a while, I'll just watch you from afar."
Qi Yan didn't understand: "Why? Aren't you curious to see him?"
Alas, he doesn't understand, Zai Zai is a very sensitive person, and he has a lot of thoughts at a young age. If she sat there, I don't know if it would make him think too much.
Just look at it from a distance, and think optimistically, in case nothing happens today, then she can end this escort mission with deep credit and fame, and if there is an unexpected situation, she can also do it immediately act.
Qi An'an said: "You talk about business, I will interrupt if I sit over."
Qi Yan shook his head and smiled, his eyes were full of doting, forget it, An An'ai can do whatever she wants, anyway, nothing will happen if he is around. Now his younger sister is much more lively and laughable than before, and she always acts like a baby with him. She is even more likable than before, and he indulges her in whatever she wants.
The place where they met was a high-end coffee shop. In order to avoid the plot to a greater extent, Qi Anan asked Qi Yan to book a private room, and she sat behind a wind chime screen in the hall outside the private room.
Jiang Lu arrived a few minutes earlier than the agreed time, and he walked directly to the private room without paying attention to Qi An'an outside.
Qi Yan waited for two minutes, and seeing Jiang Lu push the door in, the gentleman stood up and shook hands with him decently: "Hello, Qi Yan."
At this moment, Qi Yan remembered that this young man seemed to be An An's classmate that day.
Jiang Lu endured the physical contact, shook hands briefly, and immediately let go: "Jiang Lu."
Qi Yan only knew Jiang Lu a little bit before, knowing that he was young and still in school, so he looked at the door: "Hey? Where are your parents?"
Signing a contract is a big deal, especially with a well-known game company like him. In his imagination, the other party must be a little son who grew up with gold and jade, and was pampered and raised by his family. He must be proud of such achievements at a young age.
Even if parents are present today, it is normal for grandparents, or a few more relatives to come together. But now this situation is unexpected by Qi Yan, not to mention other relatives, and there is no shadow of his parents.
Jiang Lu looked at him calmly: "I have no parents."
He recognized it as soon as he entered the door. This was the man named Qi An'an in the car on the street that day. At that time, Qi An'an said that this was her brother. Judging from his appearance and behavior and his name, it seemed that he was still her real brother.
Jiang Lu's gaze flicked across Qi Yan's face, and he put down his hand on the table, showing no emotion on his face.
Qi Yan became a little interested. The boy in front of him was indifferent and cold, without the pride and excitement of a child, even calmer than him, which was completely different from what he expected.
Since he has such a calmness far beyond his age, Qi Yan saved the opening remarks and pushed the contract over: "You have a look at the contract, according to what we talked about before, if there is anything that needs to be discussed, please tell me."
Jiang Lu stared at the thick black and white paper in front of him, and tapped the table lightly with his slender fingers.
He admitted that he wanted to sign this contract the moment he entered the door, after all, he had to support himself with his own hands.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Jiang Lu pushed back the contract: "I'm sorry, I don't want to sign anymore. I'm very sorry for wasting your time."
"Why don't you want to sign?" Qi Yan never expected Jiang Lu's reaction, "You didn't even read the contract."
He thought for a while and said: "You are still in school, in my eyes you are a half-grown child. Let's not have to play those charades in the mall. I know you are very famous, and my company is definitely not the only one who wants to sign you. If If you have any opinion on the salary, you can tell me directly, it doesn't matter."
In fact, Qi Yan is a little confused. Their company is a well-known company in the industry, and even laymen have heard of it. The other party has a lot of qualifications, but after all, he is still young, and he can't compare with the old-fashioned chief writers, but he can offer a seven-figure annual salary, which is not too small. Qi Yan feels that there is almost no company that can give him more generous treatment.
Jiang Lu shook his head: "It's not because of these, it's my personal reasons, sorry."
It wasn't because he was dissatisfied with the conditions offered by the other party. Although it was true that other companies contacted him, this was not the reason for him to change his mind on the spot. If I had to find out the reason... it would be because of the identity of the person in front of me.
When he learned that his boss was Qi An'an's brother, he suddenly resisted.
He couldn't tell what was wrong with him, obviously he didn't hate Qi An'an at all.
Seeing Jiang Lu's resolute attitude, Qi Yan said nothing more: "Well, I respect your personal wishes. If you still have intentions in the future, I hope we can have the opportunity to cooperate."
Jiang Lu stood up: "I'm sorry to make you go for nothing."
Qi Yan smiled and shook his hand: "That's no need, you don't have to be so polite, I'll just..."
Before he finished speaking, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and a man with a greasy face and a beer belly walked in from the outside.
Seeing someone inside, he was stunned for a moment, said "wrong way" and turned to leave, but his eyes fell on Jiang Lu but he paused, staring at Jiang Lu firmly.