Outside the window, the sun sets.
The rose-pink-gold afterglow fills the entire office.
Jiang Yuqiao sat opposite the desk, Qing Jun's figure was immersed in the floating light and shadow, half-bright and half-dark.
He didn't expect the coming parents to be so young. Liu Mingde looked at it several times before asking, "Are you really Zhong Keke's brother?"
In my impression, Zhong Ke is the only daughter.
Never heard of such a fairy-like figure in her family.
"The neighbor's," the man explained calmly, with a clear and pleasant voice, "Uncle and aunt can't make it back, so let me come over."
As the youngest and most favored child in the compound, Zhong Keke has been ignorant since childhood. Apart from Mother Zhong, the only one who can cure her is Jiang Yuqiao, who is five years older than her.
Jiang Yuqiao has a cold and reserved personality, and is polite and distant. Unlike other people in the yard, he is overly tolerant when he sees Zhong Coco being beautiful and cute. Instead, he acts like a little parent and can always control her.
It is precisely because of this that Mother Zhong asked him.
Liu Mingde asked Zhong Keke, "Is that so?"
As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw that little girl who was always smart and mischievous, standing there extraordinarily quiet. She put her hands behind her back, pursed her lips tightly, and stared at Jiang Yuqiao, who was sitting upright and elegant in front of her.
The man's hair is natural black, neatly groomed, his neck is slender and fair, his posture is calm, and he has a certain halo from his back, which firmly attracts people.
Long time no see.
Zhong Keke couldn't restrain her attention at all, so that she didn't listen to Liu Mingde's words at all.
A moment of silence.
Liu Mingde frowned and clicked his tongue.
Jiang Yuqiao looked sideways and looked at Zhong Keke.
His eyes were grayish-brown, deep and clear. When he looked at her, he seemed to be warm and a little scorching.
Zhong Keke's back subconsciously stiffened.
Jiang Yuqiao didn't know what she was wandering about, so he frowned slightly, and said calmly like a real elder, "The teacher is asking you something."
"… "
Only then did Zhong Keke come back to his senses, ahh.
Looking away from the other party's attractive Adam's apple, she raised her head, met Liu Mingde's gaze, and answered dryly, "It's true."
"He's my brother."
A hint of helplessness flashed in Jiang Yuqiao's eyes.
Only then did Liu Mingde put away his doubts, "Since this is the case, I have something to say."
However, before he could speak, Zhong Keke shouted, "Wait a minute!"
The next second, she grabbed Jiang Yuqiao's sleeve.
The thin linen cloth, soft and light, seems to carry his own body temperature. Pulled by this force, the man lowered his eyes and glanced at the corners of his clothes, fingers as white as green jade with pink fingertips.
The little girl's voice was soft, like she was coquettish, "Brother Yuqiao, my stomach hurts."
Liu Mingde, who was watching her perform: "..."
Jiang Yuqiao turned his head and looked at her indifferently, "It hurts?"
Zhong Keke squeezed his eyes into tears, just as he pretended to be pitiful when he was in trouble when he was a child, "It hurts, it's been an afternoon."
While speaking, she also covered her lower abdomen, as if she was trying her best to imply something, and she expected him to say something to save herself from the dire straits.
But it didn't work.
From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Yuqiao has seen her perform countless times, and he has long been accustomed to it. He even picked up the paper cup lightly and took a sip of water.
However, Liu Mingde took it seriously, "How about you take her to the infirmary first?"
After all, little girl.
It's normal for a big aunt to have pain.
Hearing this, Zhong Keke's eyes lit up like a light bulb.
But before he could be happy, Jiang Yuqiao ruthlessly stopped the conversation, "No need."
The man put down the paper cup, and there was no trace of turbulence on that handsome face, "It hurts all afternoon anyway."
The long and narrow peach blossom eyes looked at Zhong Keke deeply, and those eyes seemed to warn, "She can't bear it."
Zhong Keke, who was still immersed in the joy of seeing Jiang Yuqiao just now, had no love for Liu Mingde's eloquent accusation.
Dissatisfied with her performance for a long time, Liu Mingde seemed to be unable to stop the car. From her academic performance to skipping exercises between classes, she even stole a snack in class.
Talked about half an hour.
The dry-mouthed Liu Mingde finally made a concluding speech, "Anyway, this child needs to be well disciplined. It's time for him, no matter what good university he can get into!"
"As for the matter with Zhuo Yifan, I also think that the two children should be kept as far apart as possible," Liu Mingde took a sip of water, "That child is true, he always likes to make all this mess behind his back!"
Jiang Yuqiao got up and nodded politely, "I will convey it to her parents well."
It's finally over.
Zhong Keke, who was standing behind Jiang Yuqiao, took a breath.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuqiao turned around suddenly, "Do you remember what the teacher just said?"
Zhong Keke was stunned, as if he was suddenly picked up to answer during a desertion in class.
He just turned 160 and looked petite and cute in front of 187. With those big watery and innocent eyes, Jiang Yuqiao's expression was soft for a moment, but he quickly returned to a quiet seriousness, "If there is another time, It wasn't me who came."
Even fools know what this means.
Zhong Keke nodded politely, "Got it."
When I came out of the teaching building, it was raining lightly from the sun outside.
Zhong Keke followed behind Jiang Yuqiao, thinking about what to say, but the other party suddenly turned around and stopped, because of inertia, Zhong Keke slammed into the platinum ring hanging on his neck.
Sore nose.
Zhong Keke made an "ah" sound.
The next second he could smell the clean, fresh, light citrus-green scent on him.
It smells so good that I want people to smell it again and again.
However, before she could pounce again, Jiang Yuqiao took her schoolbag strap and pulled her out of his arms.
A small transparent umbrella covered a small square, Jiang Yuqiao looked at her condescendingly, his Adam's apple floated up and down as he spoke, "Did you bring an umbrella?"
Zhong Keke stared at his beautiful face up close, rubbed his nose, and thought for a second, "No."
Rongcheng is a city with a lot of rainy seasons. In this season, everyone will always keep an umbrella, and she is no exception, but it is rare to get along with Jiang Yuqiao at this time, and she does not want the umbrella to separate the two of them.
Fortunately, she was usually confused, Jiang Yuqiao didn't notice that she was lying, but raised his head and glanced at the weak umbrella.
"never mind."
He moved the umbrella in the direction of Zhong Keke, "Come here."
The mood suddenly turned cloudy.
There was also a conspiratorial smile in his eyes.
Zhong Keke hardly hesitated, holding Jiang Yuqiao's drooping arm with both hands, like a koala - this was her favorite pose since she was a child.
Across the school uniform jacket, the girl's well-developed ups and downs were clearly transmitted through the fabric.
Feeling something, Jiang Yuqiao choked.
He frowned, and just as he was about to draw out his arm, he saw the light brown scar on the forearm under Zhong Coco's wide cuff.
five years.
It still looks clear.
There was an astringency in his throat, Jiang Yuqiao resisted the urge to pull her away, and ordered in a low voice, "Let go."
She finally got the chance to get in close contact with him, but Zhong Keke didn't. She seemed determined, and began to cheat again, "Isn't it what you said, come here a little bit."
Jiang Yuqiao was almost laughed at by her, "I asked you to come over, but I didn't let you hold my arm."
While speaking, he gestured and pulled his arms out.
Zhong Keke didn't let go, "But it was like this when I was a kid."
"… "
Jiang Yuqiao's expression became serious, "You are not too young, Zhong Keke."
Soon to be eighteen.
is a big girl.
The corners of Zhong Keke's mouth tightened and he didn't speak.
It doesn't mean to let go.
Even, at this moment, she wanted to hug him.
She really really wanted to ask him why he couldn't, even when he was young, he could play tricks on him, roll on his bed, or doze off on his lap.
It seemed as if something suddenly changed overnight.
The older brother, who was always cold-faced but had a lot of patience with her, pushed her away.
Zhong Keke swallowed this annoyance and silently released the hand that shackled his arm, "If you don't hold it, you won't hold it."
After the strength was released, Jiang Yuqiao's tense heartstrings relaxed.
He lowered his crow-feather-like eyelashes, looked at Zhong Keke for several seconds, silently raised his slender fingers, landed on her head, and rubbed them.
Jiang Yuqiao's voice was soft and soft, as if coercing and enticing him, "I won't take you there any more."
I thought the other party would part with her at the school gate, but Zhong Keke raised his head in surprise, "Where?"
Jiang Yuqiao: "You Yuanhang brother's newly opened hot pot restaurant."
The place to eat is in the city center.
When he got there, Zhong Keke knew that this was Jiang Yuqiao's birthday party.
Because Jiang Yuqiao had no time to come out because he had to prepare for his graduation and SCI thesis, his good buddy Fu Yuanhang just took this opportunity to call out his friend and give him an advance visit.
All the people who came were acquaintances, they were both buddies, there was only one girl, Zhong Keke had never seen her before, she was wearing a high-necked white shirt and neat ponytail, looking lively and energetic.
I don't know if it was because of the telepathy among the girls or something else, but it was her who Zhong Keke noticed first.
Similarly, when the girl saw Zhong Keke, she was obviously taken aback.
Following, she asked Jiang Yuqiao, "Is this what you call Coco?"
Hearing this, Zhong Keke froze.
Jiang Yuqiao opened the chair for her, responded with a light expression, and introduced to her, "This is Zhaozhao, your friend of brother Yuanhang."
The meaning is clear.
A friend of Fu Yuanhang.
Not his friend.
Zhao Zhao smiled.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across his eyes.
Do not know why.
Zhong Keke's heart fell safely with these words.
It didn't take long for the waiters to come to the table with some good ingredients.
Everyone is familiar with Zhong Keke, so they didn't talk much, just chatted with Xiaocai.
Only Jiang Yuqiao spoke very little.
The man sat there coldly, as if there was a natural barrier between him and the surroundings. When everyone talked to him, he responded lightly, and occasionally lowered his head to reply to a message.
Zhong Keke quietly peeked from the side.
It's true that the WeChat interface is correct, and the typing speed is quite fast, but I can't see who the reply is to. Anyway, it's not that he doesn't use WeChat, but he is too lazy to reply to her.
Thinking of this, a fire arched in Zhong Keke's stomach.
Just when she was about to ask why Jiang Yuqiao didn't answer her, the topic suddenly fell to her.
Sitting across from him, Cuntou was called Dabin, and his mouth was a bit shy, so he asked, "Hey, Kemei, what did you get into trouble at school and ask your parents? I heard Hangzi say, you beat up your classmate?"
Zhong Coco was drinking his drink and almost didn't spit it out.
Seeing this, Zhaozhao hit Dabin, "Why are you talking so much?"
Dabin: "Ah, I just care."
This is the truth.
But Zhong Keke was really embarrassed.
If the table was full of acquaintances, she would have rolled up her sleeves and bragged to them, but the problem was that there was a good-looking Zhao Zhao sitting on the table who seemed to have a little interest in Jiang Yuqiao.
Zhong Keke couldn't say why.
Especially very uncomfortable.
Even worse than seeing Zhuo Yifan show his teeth and claws in front of him.
Driven by this emotion, she decided to pretend to be a little soft girl, but before she could start her performance, Jiang Yuqiao, who had finished replying to the tutor's information, raised his head abruptly, and said to Da Bin in a dull tone, "Are you busy? "
"… "
Inexplicably being scolded by two people, Da Bin seemed to be choking on an egg, "No, I really just care."
Jiang Yuqiao looked indifferent, put the phone aside, and did not speak.
Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Zhaozhao took the initiative to break the embarrassment, "Don't listen to him."
The next second, she faced Jiang Yuqiao and smiled, "I also want to ask you, what do the children in your compound eat and how come they look so good."
Zhong Keke was stunned for a moment, feeling that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.
It happened that Jiang Yuqiao looked over and met her gaze.
The little girl has fair skin, with a natural blush, big eyes, thick and long eyelashes, and when she looks at you ignorantly, she looks like a kitten begging for milk.
After a two-second pause, Jiang Yuqiao withdrew his lingering gaze and questioned, "Does it look good?"
"… "
Zhong Keke reacted and frowned, "What do you mean?"
"It's boring."
"You think I'm not good-looking?"
Jiang Yuqiao pressed the corner of his lower lip, "Poor grades don't look good."
"… "
Zhong Coco was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
Between the two of them talking, Zhaozhao smiled slowly, looked away unnaturally, and took a sip of ice Coke.
After being introduced by Fu Yuanhang for so long, this is the first time she has seen Jiang Yuqiao have such an expression - a different kind of leisurely and leisurely, as if he was trying to tease a kitten.
At this moment, Fu Yuanhang walked in with a cigarette in his mouth, "What are you guys shouting, I can hear you in the corridor."
Fu Yuanhang is also one of the children of the compound. He is tall and bold, and has a bold personality. He has treated Zhong Keke as his own little sister since he was a child. When he saw her coming, he pinched her face, turned to Jiang Yuqiao and said, "You two are really full of ink. ."
Zhong Keke was choked and coughed, and slapped his hand away irritably, "Don't pinch me!"
Jiang Yuqiao calmly retracted his gaze, pulled out the chair on the right, and responded to Yuanhang's order, "Pinch out the cigarette."
"Hey! You little girl!"
Fu Yuanhang patted her head, pinch out the cigarette honestly, and sat down beside Jiang Yuqiao.
The relationship between the three people, the others have long been surprised, only Zhao Zhao, who is sitting on the side, stares at them from time to time.
Until the last truckload of ingredients was delivered, she finally couldn't help it and said jokingly, "Yuqiao, you are so kind to Coco."
The thin, high-pitched voice pierced through the layers of speech, reaching the eardrums.
Jiang Yuqiao raised his eyes slowly.
Zhaozhao smiled intriguingly, "People who don't know think you're in a relationship."
Her voice was not too small.
Just for everyone in the room to hear.
The moment the words fell, the whole lively private room suddenly quieted down.
Zhong Coco, who was still looking at the menu, raised his head in shock, an indescribable, shocking and anticipating taste that melted in his chest like chocolate.
Turning her head, she just met the man's dark gaze.
However only for a short 0.5s.
As if touched by some kind of ineffable restricted area, Jiang Yuqiao held the wall of the cup, his slender and straight knuckles tightened slightly, "Nothing."
The clear and pleasant voice is like water mixed with ice cubes, with an aura that no strangers should enter, "Don't talk nonsense."