He took the other person's schoolbag with a natural movement, then stared at it, his voice was as steady and subdued as before, and as before, he opened his thin lips lightly and called out.
"Mianmian."
Kapok nodded, glanced at the schoolbag he had taken, and hooked it easily with her snow-white fingertips, still as delicate and beautiful as a work of art.
She turned her gaze and looked at Jiang Jin, "Brother Jiang, when did you come back?"
In Jiangjin in recent years, the number of times he went home was very small, and he was basically on business trips all the time.
The company had just been established and there were many things to do, so he was busy for a while and couldn't get away.
Jiang Jin replied calmly: "Afternoon."
Mu Mian nodded, followed him to the car, and she asked suspiciously, "Do Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang know?"
Jiang Jin: "I know."
"Then when are you going back?"
Open the car door and get in, put on the seat belt, Jiang Jin glanced at her indifferently, "The day after tomorrow."
His company and his home are not in the same administrative area. In order to facilitate his work, Jiang Jin simply bought an apartment next to the company. He was so busy that he didn't come back several times in a year.
Kapok nodded and stopped asking.
The atmosphere was quiet for two seconds, and the young man suddenly said coldly, "Is the question over?"
Kapok blinked and subconsciously hummed.
The young man's slender, fair fingers stroked the pitch-black steering wheel a few times, his pale crimson lips were tightly pursed, and the brows of his delicate eyebrows were furrowed.
Anyone who is familiar with him knows that he is in a bad mood.
His expression was cold, his tone was not very gentle, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, Jiang Jin looked over, "Who was that just now?"
The girl paused inexplicably, and belatedly realized that he was asking the class teacher, so Kapok said ambiguously, "He's my classmate, but I don't know him very well."
Jiang Jin opened the car window, and he looked out the window, his deep eyebrows tightened, "Student? Why did the unfamiliar classmate talk for so long?"
"...he asked a little question."
The boy was expressionless.
"Is it possible to communicate?"
"..." Kapok nodded sincerely, and added: "But I didn't agree."
Jiang Jin's white jade-like fingers bent slightly and tapped on his legs. He suddenly looked at Kapok.
His dark and clear eyes stared at the girl for a few seconds, then he gently raised his hand and rubbed her head, his tone softened a lot unconsciously.
"It's not that my brother won't let you fall in love, it's just that you're still young, wait until you get older."
Kapok hummed, "I know."
Jiang Jin stroked her long hair. When he was away, no one braided her hair every day. The little girl's soft long hair was casually hung on her back.
But still nice.
He ordered in a cold voice to speak.
"You can't fall in love early, do you understand?"
Now he is like an old father who has broken his heart. His younger sister is beautiful, so he has to be careful.
Some of Jiang Jin's friends have younger sisters, but he still thinks his younger sister is the most beautiful. Although the two are not related by blood, Jiang Jin just feels that the other party seems to be more important than anything else.
After exhorting, and after the other party clearly expressed his attitude, the young man's heart that had been hanging in the air was slightly relieved. On the drive back, Jiang Jin's fair fingers clenched the steering wheel.
He glanced to the side, and suddenly asked: "It's time for the third year of high school, have you decided which school to go to?"
(end of this chapter)