Ying Xun's return was very surprising. Not only did Rong Yu know about it, but even the rest of the Rong family didn't know about it, and they didn't even think about it. After all, the college entrance examination is still a few months away, and everyone agreed that they would be there. When we met again in Beijing, no one expected that he would come back at this time.
Rong Yao has already gone to Beijing to study, and Rong's mother is in the city's group to watch the designers come up with the next season's clothing drawings. The Rong family now only has Rong and Rong's father. At this time, Rong's father is still in the factory, and he heard that Ying Xun came back He left his work and ran back.
As soon as Father Rong arrived at the door, he saw two sons walking side by side, took Ying Xun's luggage, and said, "Why don't you say something when you come back, I'll pick you up! Is this a stay for a while, or..."
Father Rong was a little nervous and a little apprehensive.
Ying Xun has been away from the Rong family for two years. Although he occasionally goes to Beijing on business trips to see people, the time they meet is not long, and he still thinks about his son on weekdays. After all, he has raised him for fourteen years. But Ying Xun's decision was made by Ying Xun himself, even though Father Rong was sad, he didn't stop him.
Ying Xun saw Father Rong's uneasiness, and replied, "Dad, I have completed the transfer procedures, and I will take the college entrance examination with Xiaoyu when I come back this time."
Father Rong's eyes lit up when he heard it, this is coming back for a long stay, okay, okay!
Rong Yu followed beside him, besides being happy when he heard Ying Xun's words, his heart was beating a little faster for some reason.
The home is still the same as before. Although Ying Xun's room will be tidied up every once in a while, but the quilt has not been dried too much, so it is decided to let the sleeping capacity and the room.
"Xiao Xun, go take a bath and warm yourself up. I'll make you a midnight snack." Father Rong's smile never broke after seeing Ying Xun. Well, Xiao Xun hasn't eaten his cooking for two years, so he must make out all his favorite food tonight.
Ying Xun stood in the living room, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and raised his voice, "Dad, you don't need to do anything too complicated, just make noodles."
Father Rong didn't respond in the kitchen, and he didn't know if he would listen to Ying Xun's words.
For a moment, there were only two people left in the living room.
Ying Xun's eyes fell on Rong Yu. The light outside was dim just now, and Rong Yu's face was not very clear. The most conspicuous thing was his height. Now that I looked closely, I found that the person had already grown.
Ying Xun stretched out his hands to press Rongyu's head, his eyes were dim, and he suppressed the turbulent emotions all the way under his dark eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I've grown taller."
In her previous life until her death, tolerance and tolerance were almost as high.
Rong Yu didn't see Ying Xun's emotional fluctuations, and raised his hand to compare his height with Ying Xun's, but he didn't want to touch his hand, and was about to shrink back to be grabbed by Ying Xun, his face felt a little hot for a while.
Rong Yu struggled twice, but did not break away, and said angrily: "You did it on purpose!"
Ying Xun laughed lightly, looked at him without blinking, and asked, "What's on purpose?"
Tolerance and displeasure, "Obviously you are taller than me, you should take hormones!"
Ying Xun thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "No, I eat."
Tolerant and helpless, he broke free and pushed him: "Hurry up and take a bath."
Ying Xun didn't move, instead he took a step forward and stretched out his hand under Rong Yu's astonished gaze: "Long time no see, hug!"
Rong Yu didn't hug him, stretched out his head and smacked him on the chest: "Go take a shower, I'll be back when you're done."
The weather is cold, the later you wash, the colder it will be.
"I don't mind being together."
"I mind."
Ying Xun smiled lightly, stopped teasing him, and dragged his luggage into the room.
Standing in the living room, Rong Yu was a little depressed, a little funny, and happy watching him leave, with mixed emotions. But, was Ying Xun like this before
Also, he seemed to be having a good time, having seen him laugh more than once tonight.
Sure enough, Father Rong didn't listen to Ying Xun's words, and made five dishes and one soup for a supper.
It was too late, and if you eat too much, you will accumulate food. In the end, the three of them didn't even eat a third of it, and put the rest in the refrigerator.
After eating supper, Dad Rong went back to the factory. Spring has arrived, and the Rong Group's clothing has already started to sell. The Beijing market is not in a hurry, but the South has started to sell. The orders from the garment factory flew in like snowflakes, and the factories that supplied silk and cloth had to work in three shifts. Rong Ma kept an eye on the group in the city, and Rong Dad watched the factory, all busy without touching the ground.
Father Rong was very happy when Ying Xun came back suddenly. After all, because everyone was busy, there was only Xiaoyu left at home. Sometimes when he came back at night, he quietly opened the door and looked at his son lying alone on the bed, feeling sore in his heart.
Rong and this room lived here before Ying Xun left. It has not changed much from two years ago, and there is no strange feeling.
The weather was cold, the two quickly got into bed, the quilt was so cold that Rong Yu shivered.
Xingnan City is located at the junction of the north and the south, neither the south nor the north, so they have no share in heating, so they have to buy their own heaters. At that time, heaters were still very rare, and the workmanship was not very sophisticated, and the work was not very strong. It took at least an hour for it to warm the quilt.
"Is it cold?" Ying Xun asked in a low voice, without waiting for an answer, he stretched out his hand to pull the person to his side, but was stopped, only to hear the person who buried his head in the quilt say in a muffled voice: "Wait a little longer. hot."
Seeing him far away from him, Ying Xun felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and sighed softly: "Xiao Yu and I are separated."
Rong Yu heard the words and muttered, "No!"
Through the darkness, Ying Xun looked at the quilt and said, "In the past, you used to crawl directly into my arms when you were cold."
Rong Yu wanted to deny it, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to be the case.
In fact, he didn't know why, after two years, he didn't feel strange emotionally, but seeing Ying Xun, who was on the same timeline as in his previous life, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Ying Xun looked at Rongyu and didn't speak, and didn't ask carefully. If the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain. I move lightly and get close to Rongyu, half-embracing him, and covering Ronghe's head again. was pulled slightly apart, revealing a slit. Putting her hand under the quilt, she placed it on his waist, and stroked his back with her palm, coaxing in a low voice: "Go to sleep, you have to go to school tomorrow."
It's almost midnight now, if Ying Xun wants to talk to Rong Yu about the past two years, he will have to wait until tomorrow.
Rong Yu couldn't fall asleep, blinked his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Why did you come back suddenly?"
Ying Xun turned his head slightly, pressed the quilt covering Ronghe's head, and replied in a deep voice: "I promised you two years, but it's still a bit late, it could have been earlier."
Before returning to Linshui Village, he went to Shanghai and dumped a lot of stocks that belonged to him and Rongyu. As for the Ying family's, it was none of his business.
Two years later, the Rong Group became the richest man in Xingnan City, not only in the province, but also in the country. Over the years, he has often traveled to Beijing, and with the shares that the Rong family gave to Xie An, he gained the favor of the Xie family, built the bridge of the Xie family, and met many people in Beijing. It is not so easy for the Ying family to impress the Rong family.
Moreover, in the past two years, Ying Xun has not only worked for Ying's family, but also has business experience in his previous life. Even if he is only a high school student now, he has a lot of things in his hands, enough for Xiao He to have enough food and clothing.
Rong Yu didn't ask the reason for Xun Chi's return, his face shrunk under the thick quilt was slightly warm, and the warm temperature came from the hands of the person in front of him on his back, it was very comfortable, and he felt that the quilt had warmed up. Originally, he wanted to distance himself, but he couldn't bear the warmth, so he responded in a low voice and stopped talking.
The room was quiet, and there was a small sound from the heater. Slowly, the temperature of the room finally rose, especially where the heater was facing the quilt, it was already hot. The sleeping person's body curled up in a ball under the quilt also stretched out, his head stuck out from inside, revealing his bright red face, and his little mouth was a little dry while exhaling hot air.
Ying Xun was still asleep, looking at the person in front of him through the faint light outside, his heart tightened slightly, he couldn't help reaching out his hand, and gently touched his face.
The baby's fat has grown, revealing the youthful handsomeness, the beautiful eyes hidden under the eyelids, the straight and delicate nose, the well-shaped lips revealing a faint red, making people want to take a bite.
Rongrong is more and more similar to her previous life.
After the college entrance examination, disappearance, death...
Ying Xun didn't know the exact time of the last item, so how could he not come back
The arms were clasped on the sleeping boy, tightened slightly, and the cheeks were pressed against Rong Yu's forehead, rubbing lightly. In the dark room, a low voice resounded: "Rong Rong, be obedient and be safe!"
After the murmur fell, there was a rustling sound from the quilt, and a cold rope was tied around Ronghe's neck, and a small thing with weight just fell on the side of Ronghe's hand.
After the rope was tied, he hugged her with his warm body, and the room quickly returned to calm.
The room was silent for a long time. The person being carried opened his eyes in Ying Xun's arms, and carefully pinched Xiaodong into his palm. It was a piece of jade, Ping An jade.
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The town's No. 1 Middle School was very lively today. This time, it wasn't about the Rong family, but about the handsome senior high school student who had just transferred.
With a height of 1.82 meters, he has a handsome appearance and a calm demeanor. Even wearing a school uniform the size of a sandbag in Zhenyi Middle School did not conceal his slender figure.
Many girls at the bottom of the class looked at the transfer student who suddenly appeared, their cheeks flushed slightly, and many of them turned their heads to look at Rong Yu, trying to compare the two, but found that their temperaments were completely different. Appearance, appearance, and demeanor tend to be clean and transparent, with the vigor of a young man when he smiles, while the demeanor of a transfer student is awe-inspiring and cold, with no expression on his face and more aggressive.
only…
"This person looks familiar!"
"Hey, when you say it like this, it seems really familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before."
"Yes, I think so too."
The students were whispering, and the teacher heard it from the podium, and said with a smile: "It seems that everyone still has a little impression. This is Ying Xun. He studied with us for half a year in the first year of high school, and now he has transferred back."
The teacher had a smile on his face, and his eyes were burning. This is another undergraduate seedling, even if he was transferred in the middle, "Student Ying, let me introduce myself to you."
"Ying Xun, wow, I remember, I met you before." Huang He looked at the teacher and new classmates on the stage, suddenly remembered, moved to Rong Yu, didn't realize that he was about to post it, and said happily: " I remember you were transferred from Beijing in the first grade, and Ying Xun is a local student, so why did he transfer from Beijing in the third year of high school?"
Hearing Huang He's long speech, Rong Yu pushed helplessly, the heat hit his neck, and said, "Home is here!"
"No, he was transferred from Beijing. However, his family is here? How do you take the college entrance examination? Ah, it's so messy!" Huang He's head was completely confused, and he continued, sticking to Rong Yu: "Don't you know him? What's the situation, he..."
Since Ying Xun entered the classroom, he kept his eyes on Rong Yu's side. He was in a good mood, but when he saw his deskmate slapped onto Rong Yu's body, he couldn't help but frown. Seeing that his mouth was almost touching his face and neck, he clenched his hand hanging by his side tightly, wishing to stride over and throw this man out of the classroom, so he was not in the mood to answer the teacher's words, and said briefly : "My name is Ying Xun, come on for the college entrance examination."
Teacher/everyone: "..."
The teacher wanted Ying Xun to say a few more words, especially about studying in Beijing, but when he saw Ying Xun's expressionless face and didn't want to say any more, he laughed dryly and said, "Okay, then Ying Xun, sit down..."
"Can I sit next to Rongyu?" Ying Xun interrupted the teacher, although he wanted to sit with Rongyu, but he thought that he would not trouble Rongyu, and he could be in the same class. But he didn't expect to see Rong Yu and his tablemate quickly sticking together. He couldn't help it, but he didn't show it on his face, and said to the teacher: "I haven't been back for two years. I don't like the progress of the high school in the town. It is too clear that Rong and I know each other, and with his help, I can adapt to the learning progress of the school faster."
teacher:"… "
Shouldn't the students from Beijing have better teaching quality than ours? Catch up with our progress? Are you sure you're not joking