Ben ran very happily. I ate well and slept soundly in the past few months. I don’t have to worry anymore. In addition, the cannons served me well. Then pretend to be a little firewood, pretending to be Akita skewer, at least you have to say that the eighties are Akita before anyone will believe it.
Fortunately, it no longer needs to worry about these now, it is already a local dog who can only frantically have fun in the large courtyard of the villa.
"This is the garage," Jiang Kuo showed him after reading Benben, then walked halfway around the yard with his mobile phone, and entered the garage, "Half of this garage is Jianglei's tool room, and Benben's nest is here. You can enter the house through this door, but he won't enter, he has to play outside. When you come over, let's pick a dog house together and put him in the yard to make him go crazy..."
Jiang Kuo was talking, but Duan Feifei kept responding with a hum, and didn't pay too much attention to what he said. He only felt that he hadn't heard Jiang Kuo's voice for a long time.
"Can you ski?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Huh?" Duan Feifei came back to his senses and found that Jiang Kuo's face had been replaced on the screen, "No, it didn't slip."
"Go skiing," Jiang Kuo said, "blind skiing."
"It's delicious." Duan Feifei said.
"...I'm talking about fucking slippery," Jiang Kuo said, "not shrimp slippery."
Duan Feifei laughed: "I've heard it wrong, okay, then it's fucking slippery."
Jiang Kuo wanted to contact the hotel and the place to play today, and they hung up after a few more chats.
Duan Feifei took a photo of himself with his mobile phone.
It seems that he feels no different from usual. I don't know why Jiang Kuo feels that he is haggard.
He felt that Jiang Kuo looked inactive and lazy, just as he felt when he first saw the eldest young master, casually arrogant.
It may be because he returned to a familiar environment, and the ordinary male college student Kuo changed back to the young master Hoshitari Hirano.
When he returned to the market door with Xiao Long Bao, Duan Feifei saw his mother standing by the road at a glance.
Mom would often come to him at magical hours.
Such as the late night when he has fallen asleep, such as the early morning when he has not yet woken up.
"Have you eaten breakfast?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Eat," Mom lowered her head and took out a red envelope from her bag and handed it to him, "I'm going to travel for a while in two days, and I won't be back until after the new year. I'll give you the New Year's money first." Have you given New Year's money?" Duan Feifei sighed.
"I don't usually give you a few pennies for living expenses or anything. This money is called lucky money." The mother stuffed the red envelope into his trouser pocket, "You can just take it as pocket money."
Duan Feifei did not refuse any more, and asked again, "Where to travel?"
"Let's go to the beach for a few days first," Mom said when she mentioned traveling, her eyes lit up a lot, "I haven't thought about it yet, anyway, I'll go back after the money is spent."
"Save some money for emergencies," Duan Feifei said, "don't spend it all at once."
"Your character is neither like your father nor me," his mother looked at him, "more than your grandma thinks."
Duan Feifei did not speak.
Mom is an unruly, indulgent, freedom-loving person, and Dad is a carefree person. It is not surprising that they can get together, and it is not surprising that they will eventually separate.
In Duan Feifei's memory, the two of them didn't even quarrel, and they separated when they said they were separated, as if it was just another trip for the mother.
Thinking from certain angles, my mother is somewhat similar to Jiang Liao, but lacks Jiang Liao's IQ and ability.
Of course she doesn't care, just be happy.
"If you're unhappy and can't live, it's better to die." Mom said.
"I went to see your dad yesterday. He has gained a lot of weight since the beginning of the winter, and his spirits are much better than last time." Mom rolled her hair, "He said you are going to travel to your classmate's house?"
"Well." Duan Feifei nodded, "We have a good relationship."
"It's good," my mother said with a smile, "don't be bored with three swords during the holiday, how many days will you play this time?"
"About a week." Duan Feifei said.
"Let's play for a few more days. It's easy to go out to play once," Mom thought for a while, then leaned against him again, and asked in a low voice, "Are there any female classmates with you?"
"... There are no girls." Duan Feifei said.
"Aren't you in a relationship?" Mom frowned, "Your dad has been in a relationship several times when he was your age."
"So he's a father." Duan Feifei laughed, almost not knowing how to answer.
"I've never heard you say that you have a girl you like," the mother sighed, "I told the kindergarten that Zhang Niuniu in the next class is good-looking, but as soon as I asked the teacher, you and Zhang Niuniu would fight every day when they met..."
Duan Feifei laughed for a long time, he didn't even remember this.
"If you have a girl you like, just go after him. With such a handsome face and such a good personality, which girl doesn't like it," his mother adjusted his collar. Chase."
"I didn't." Duan Feifei said.
"The relationship at this age is the purest. Anything about the economy or family is not in the scope of consideration," Mom said, "You don't have to think about it, because she doesn't think about it either. If you like it, you like it, and you can be together if you like it. As for the future Well, who cares, it's not necessarily whether the relationship can last until you think about it, it's not worth giving up the happiness in front of you for the uncertain things in the future."
Duan Feifei couldn't answer his mother's words.
"Your mother has a lot of fallacies. You can't refute it if you want to refute it." Dad summed it up for him.
Although he couldn't answer, he knew he couldn't.
His mother didn't meet him many times, and his childhood memories were even less. They didn't talk too deeply every time they met. He didn't know his mother's life and emotional world over the years, and the same was true for his mother.
But the mother will jump and adjust the topics that are not many each time with his age.
When I was in junior high school, I would ask if I was bullied by my classmates, if I had a puppy love, in the middle school entrance examination, when I was in high school, I would talk about the relationship with my classmates, my favorite university, my ideal major, the college entrance examination...
Now that he is a freshman, he has been a freshman twice, and the topic has been adjusted to the corresponding formal love issue.
As for the topic of his mother, he always talks along the way, and he can talk to anyone anyway.
But this time, after so many years, this time, the topic of mother seemed to really hit the exact point in his heart.
For the first time, he couldn't handle a few words casually.
"Don't think about it too much," the mother said. "It's not that you're going to get married and find a girlfriend at the age of 30. You're in love now. After you think about it, other girls may not be willing to accompany you to think about it. so far… "
"I've never liked girls." Duan Feifei looked at his mother.
"It's normal too," Mom paused, "you wake up late..."
"I won't like girls in the future." Duan Feifei said.
"Then..." Mom was stunned when she opened her head, "What?"
After saying these two sentences, Duan Feifei felt that his heart was beating very fast, he was nervous, and the fear after the impulse passed.
After the struggle about what to say or not to say, and the struggle over whether it is necessary to say it, the sudden relief and the sudden fear at the same time.
"Do you mean you like boys?" Mom came back to her senses and confirmed it.
"Yes." Duan Feifei nodded.
"Have you never liked girls?" Mom was surprised, her eyes widened.
"Yes." Duan Feifei said.
"Ah..." Mom responded, but didn't speak for a long time.
Duan Feifei was also silent.
It's safe to tell my mother that she basically doesn't exist in his life, she won't, and doesn't even have the position to evaluate him.
But his mother's answer was beyond his expectations.
"I really didn't expect it," Mom said, suddenly raising her head, "Did you... learn from someone? Your father, your uncle, or one of your classmates and friends... "
Duan Feifei was stunned for a while. He didn't expect his mother to start looking for the root cause of the problem so quickly, so he quickly waved his hand: "What are you thinking? No, no, no... It doesn't matter..."
"I'm talking nonsense, I was just startled," Mom frowned, "I really didn't expect it..."
Duan Feifei did not speak.
Mom was also silent for a long time, and finally raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "I have no culture, and I can't say anything about this matter. To put it bluntly, I don't care... You are I'm an adult, I'll be fine by myself, and I won't tell anyone else."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
"I won't talk to you about my girlfriend anymore," Mom said, "but..."
"Huh?" Duan Feifei's calm heartbeat picked up again.
"What I just said is the same with men," Mom said. "It doesn't matter if you are a man or a woman, the truth is the same."
"...Oh." Duan Feifei responded.
Mom didn't say anything else. Although she appeared calm, this incident was still somewhat shocking, and it was estimated that what she wanted to say had been washed away.
After a few more casual chats, she left.
Duan Feifei stood there for a while, before slowly walking back with Xiao Long Bao.
Unexplainable feeling.
The momentary ease of speaking has long since dissipated, and now he has not gained any relief from "talking".
When I returned to Niu Sandao, the old uncle and aunt had already done the preparations for the early morning. At this moment, there were old men and women who got up early to buy meat in the store.
Duan Feifei warmed up the xiaolongbao, and when the old uncle and aunt had breakfast, he went to help people cut the meat instead.
I was busy in the morning, and I didn't feel much. It was almost noon, and there were slowly fewer people.
"You go and take a break." The old man said, "Do you want to buy something to eat on the road when you go out to play in a few days?"
"Are you stupid," the old aunt said, "Are you on a spring outing?"
"You don't need to buy it," Duan Feifei said. "It will be there after a nap, and it won't take long, so it's a hassle to bring things."
"That's fine, just bring some beef with sauce," the old uncle said. "They still have to entertain you at home, so I have to bring some gifts."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
The sun is very good today. Several stoves have been lit at this time. The sun is spreading on the top and the fire is roasting next to it, which is very comfortable.
Duan Feifei dragged a reclining chair to the aisle at the back of the store and sat down, basking in the sun for a while and sleeping.
As soon as I closed my eyes, the phone message rang a few times.
Opening it and taking a look, Jiang Kuo posted in the group the itinerary that he had arranged for them in the past few days.
Spa hotel (villa suites), ice waterfalls (maybe without ice), skiing, horseback riding…
[Dong Xiaosa] I C, cool
[Ding Weiwu] Do you want to bring equipment
[Jiang Youqian] No, you have equipment, just bring swimming trunks
Duan Feifei poked the screen a few times and also sent a message.
[Duan Yingjun] Looking forward to
[Jiang Youqian] So fake
[Dong Xiaosa] So fake
[Liu Xiuchang] It's a good vacation
[Sun Zhuanghan] So fake
Duan Feifei laughed for a long time, and then sent another sentence.
[Duan Yingjun] I'm looking forward to it, I'm happy
Jiang Kuo and Jiang Leo sat in the sun room on the first floor. The two small tea stoves in front of them had a pot of Jiang Leo's fruit tea and a pot of Jiang Kuo's spring water for making tea. The cake is cut.
Jiang Kuo danced his fingers on the screen and chatted with a few people in the group.
Benben slept soundly in the sunshine beside the table.
"Aunt Liu has covered your quilt," my mother walked into the sun room, "put it on the sofa on the third floor, tell her if the sheets are to be laid, and in the afternoon, Sister Lin will come to clean, and open the door if your house is to be dusted. on."
"Well," Jiang Kuo looked at the screen without raising his eyes, "Thank you Aunt Liu."
"Where is Aunt Liu!" Mom said.
Jiang Kuo raised his eyes and looked around, smiled and said nothing, and continued to look at the phone.
"Is he in love?" Mom sat down, took down the boiled water, heated a hot pot, and prepared to make tea, "We've been chatting here all morning."
"I don't." Jiang Kuo said.
"Not really," Jiang Liao finished eating the cake and began to crochet his hat with a crochet needle, "it will only take half an hour."
"Isn't this dating?" Mom said, "I didn't know if I didn't take my mobile phone out, and I couldn't find it if I didn't scan the code. If I swiped the card, I might not be able to find it that day."
"Not really." Jiang Kuo said.
"He can also fall in love?" Mom ignored him and looked at Jiang, "He wouldn't be a crush, would he?"
"He's not a crush, he can suffocate him to death." Jiang Liao went around the ball of wool that rolled to the side.
"Then it shouldn't be a relationship," his mother glanced at him. "It's such a bad temper. Normally, no one likes him."
Jiang Kuo looked up at his mother.
"Not convinced?" Mom smiled.
"Not necessarily." Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows, but I'm not stupid.
"Oh?" Mom also raised her eyebrows.
"Yo?" Jiang Liao raised his head and glanced at him, "Dong Kun or Duan Feifei?"
"...Fuck." Jiang Kuo really didn't expect Jiang Leo to respond so quickly, so he could only forcibly end the conversation and continue to look at the phone.
Ding Zhe is posting photos in the group. Last summer, when the model group celebrated Duan Feifei's freshman year, he went fishing in the reservoir, and there was a photo of everyone wearing swimming trunks standing on the dam.
[Jiang Youqian] It's pretty awesome, isn't Duan Yingjun not good at swimming, and he still swims in the reservoir
[Liu Xiuchang] We put on a fart to show our frail figure, no one dared to go into the water
Jiang Kuo couldn't help but burst out in joy.
[Jiang Youqian] You don't look weak
But among the few people, Duan Feifei is quite eye-catching. In addition to the scars on his body, his figure is also eye-catching.
I had seen it in the dormitory before, but Duan Feifei was sick as if he was about to die, and he didn't pay much attention to it. Looking at the photos now, with the background of the role models, it was quite obvious.
"Really?" Mom kicked him.
"What?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Dong Kun or Duan Feifei?" Mom asked.
Jiang Kuo sighed and said nothing.
"It sounds like a boy's name?" Mom said.
"Dong Kun just said what Yang Ke said last time," Jiang Liao tutted, "Duan Feifei should have the best relationship in school, right?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo looked at the photo.
"Doesn't any girl like him?" Mom was puzzled.
"Ah—" Jiang Kuo put down his phone and looked at his mother, "Don't you have to go to work today?"
"I'll take care of my son," Mom opened a bag of dog treats and squeezed one to feed Benben, who was already at her feet, "you have to stay at home, I don't bother to care, anyway, it's the one who lives or dies. It's like, I've been out for a few months now, I'll definitely have to ask about it sideways."
"You are not the side," Jiang Liao said, "you are quite the front."
Mom laughed: "It's annoying."
"Why don't you take care of your daughter first?" Jiang Kuo said.
"No," Jiang Liao said immediately, "I'm fine by myself. There is no one in this world that I can look up to, whether male or female."
"Did you hear me?" Mom said. "Besides, she is much more mature than you in dealing with this kind of problem, considering how many people have chased her since she was a child."
Jiang Kuo snorted.
"I'm not going to tease you anymore," Mom waved her hand away, withdrew her smile, and leaned towards him, "Anyway, if you don't like it, just refuse it, don't make a donkey face like before. ."
Jiang Kuo touched his face.
With such a standard face shape, you can't pull it into a donkey!
"It's a beautiful thing to like someone," Mom said. "You're a big boy now. In this kind of thing, you don't have to leave room for others, but you have to save face for them."
"...But no one confessed to me." Jiang Kuo said.
Jiang Leo laughed loudly: "It's too embarrassing to be concerned, Mom."
"What if!" Mom said, "Just to remind you, in case someone you don't like confesses to you."
"Got it." Jiang Kuo sighed.
What if.
If you like it.
Although I can't tell which is which.
The life of going home after the holiday was quickly adjusted. After all, he had lived like this for the past ten years, but after adjusting to it, the lively campus life for a few months still made his life at home unprecedentedly boring.
There are not many activities, and there will be no time to get together after the new year, so he agrees to anyone who invites him, and he does not go home every day with the cannon.
Except for the dinner that was held almost every other day, he would go to all kinds of gatherings whenever someone called him, and even went to kill him twice for scripts that he had never been interested in.
Of course, part of it was because of the cannon, but it was impossible for him to do this to the extent of the cannon alone.
The main thing is emptiness. Without comparison, there is no harm. The week before the 19th was extraordinarily empty.
"Your classmates will be here tomorrow, right?" Mr. Jiang asked while sitting in the dining room.
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded.
Aunt Liu was bringing over the dishes, and the fragrance of the dishes floating over had the familiar smell of sauce.
Mr. Jiang especially likes the sauce of Niu San Dao. Aunt Liu has used this sauce for dinner these days.
"Then I'll leave the car at home for you tomorrow." President Jiang said.
"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"Everyone goes to the hotel first when they arrive. In the evening, I invite them to drink some good wine. Just stay at home and relax." President Jiang thought for a while, "A few of them can drink well, right?"
No, there is a cup to pour.
"Except for Duan Feifei, everything is fine," Jiang Kuo said.
"It's alright, just sleep in the fallen guest room." Mom said, "It's all lads, it doesn't matter."
Liu Pang was the first to arrive on the 19th, and Sun Ji was half an hour later. After delivering them to the hotel, they returned to the station. After waiting for about an hour, they received Dong Kun, and then Ding Zhe and Duan were left. extraordinary.
Ding Zhe has been broadcasting the location of the train on the map synchronously in the group.
With the appearance of Jiang Kuo's familiar place names, Jiang Kuo could not sit still. He got out of the car and walked to the exit against the wind. The arrival information scrolled on the sign did not yet have Duan Feihan's train number.
"You don't have to be so thoughtful," Dong Kun shrank his neck and hid behind him in an attempt to block the wind. "Wait in the car, let them pass by themselves."
"I've come here, I'm too lazy to walk back to the car." Jiang Kuo looked around, there was a small milk tea shop next to him, he pulled Dong Kun over, ordered a cup of milk tea by himself, and squeezed among the only people in the shop. Two of the two chairs sit.
"Ding Zhe also brought two bottles of wine," Dong Kun looked at his phone, "it's killing him."
"Why do you still bring wine?" Jiang Kuo said, "My dad has a bunch of good wine waiting for him."
"Local specialty wine," Dong Kun said with a smile, "try it."
"That's okay," Jiang Kuo thought for a while, "We also have specialty wines here. My dad should have those that have been stored for decades and can be found and drunk."
If he had known that they would bring something, he should have asked Duan Feifei to bring some more beef in sauce, as well as dragon beard candy and mung bean cake. He wanted to eat it when he got home, but he couldn't find a place to buy it. Even Aunt Liu, who was in charge of the purchase, didn't know. Where is it sold.
Hungry thinking about it.
A cup of milk tea went from hot to cold, and Jiang Kuo's cell phone finally rang.
It's not a message, it's a phone call.
He didn't even look at who was calling, so he answered first: "Hello?"
"We're here," said Duan Feihan's voice with a smile, "getting off the bus..."
"Get something first, you're in a fucking hurry to call," Ding Zhe shouted beside him, "Can he not wait for us!"
"Me and Dong Kun are at the exit..." Jiang Kuo stood up.
Dong Kun rushed up and shouted: "Wait for half an hour, I'm fucking! Everyone is blowing dry!"
"Why don't you wait in the car?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Get your luggage first," Jiang Kuo said, "you can see us when you come out, and we'll be in the middle."
Within a minute of hanging up, people started to leave the station.
"Fucking fast!" Dong Kun pointed inside, "Come out."
Jiang Kuo had also seen Duan Feifei as he pointed, wearing a black down jacket with the zipper pulled to the head, covering half of his face, and wearing a black ski cap on his head, with only eyes left on his face.
But it can still be found at a glance from the crowd wrapped in down jackets.
Jiang Kuo waved his hand.
Duan Feifei also immediately waved his hand.
Dong Kun hesitated for a moment, and then waved his hand: "It's like a reunion after a long absence."
Ding Zhe also jumped and waved his hand.
It's been a long time indeed, especially in such lonely days.
Duan Feifei trotted out, and Jiang Kuo opened his arms.
He raised his arms with some regrets at the same time.
The moment Duan Feifei hid on the top of the mountain flashed in his mind.
But Ding Zhe and Dong Kun also opened their arms under the inertia of the previous wave.
The four of them hugged each other almost at the same time.
"Ah, ah, long time no see." Ding Zhe shouted.
"Ah, ah, I miss you all." Dong Kun also shouted.
"Stupid." Duan Feifei said.
Several people suddenly laughed white mist.
"Go to the parking lot," Jiang Kuo looked at them, "do you have a lot of luggage?"
"We have a box." Ding Zhe said, "he's stuffed all his stuff here."
Jiang Kuo saw that Duan Feifei was only carrying a backpack.
"Are they all in the hotel?" Duan Feifei pulled down the zipper and revealed his face.
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "Go to the hotel first, pack up and go to my house for dinner. President Jiang is waiting for you."
I will only go to the hot spring hotel tomorrow, so today Jiang Kuo booked a room for them in the hotel in the city, which is the hotel that President Jiang used to bet with his wife.
There are three business suites, one for Duan Feihan.
"Make do with it tonight," Jiang Kuo said. "We'll go to the hot spring tomorrow morning."
"That's what I said," Ding Zhe said, "It's quite a young master."
After meeting everyone and saying hello, Duan Feifei and Jiang Kuo entered his room together.
"None of us have stayed in such a high-end hotel before." Duan Feifei went to the window and looked.
"There's not much to see here," Jiang Kuo said. "Tomorrow's room is the best. I didn't even have a turn to stay when I went back."
Duan Feifei took the backpack with a smile: "I brought you a little gift."
"Why are you so polite..." Jiang Kuo immediately leaned over.
Duan Feifei took a bag out of his bag, and Jiang Kuo saw the two small boxes inside at a glance.
"Dragon Beard Candy?" He was shocked.
"And mung bean cake," Duan Feifei looked at him, "I felt that you might want to eat it, so I went to buy it."
"I really... want to eat it," Jiang Kuo couldn't describe his mood at this moment. He took out the box and opened it, "I'm ashamed to tell you."
"What's so embarrassing to say," Duan Feifei said, "It's pathetic, don't wash your hands, hurry up and grab a bite first."