Planetary revolution

The young master of the Xia family gave people nicknames, but he didn't just call them casually.

Since then, it has been widely rumored in Ancheng's upper-class social circle that the young master of the Xia family has a "Brother Moon" that he always thinks about.

"Brother Moon taught me how to play the piano."

"Brother Moon is number one in the exam again."

"Brother Moon took me to eat delicious cakes and ice cream in the newly opened restaurant."

Huo Jingshi was always ashamed to let others know that he was the rumored "Brother Moon".

But any slightest relationship with Xia Xingxing made him feel irritable and unbearable.

This nasty and disgusting title has always been an indefinite time bomb buried in his lofty and inviolable self-esteem and inferiority complex.

Xia Xingxing's sweet and clear voice interrupted his thoughts: "Why don't I call you Brother Jingshi."

He was also afraid that this title would be too familiar and cause the other party's resentment.

Then he explained: "Because you look so young, uncle, I really can't say it."

The softness and anticipation in Huo Jingshi's eyes due to memories faded a bit, the heart in his chest returned to silence, and he woke up.

But the "brother" without a prefix is ​​also much better than the "Mr. Huo" who is different from each other.

He didn't respond right away.

The next second, he heard Xia Xingxing's voice ringing in his ears again.

With an embarrassed smile and a hint of discussion: "However, you may have to give me a little time to get used to it. We've only known each other for the first time. I may not be able to change it all at once."

The corners of Huo Jingshi's mouth flattened a little because of the sentence "we only met each other on the first day".

The slender and long phoenix eyes look unpredictable under the bright and bright lights.

Xia Xingxing has always been the most appreciative of the situation, and immediately changed his words: "But please rest assured, I will definitely adapt to the new environment as soon as possible."

"I won't trouble you," he said.

Huo Jingshi was speechless, laughed, and helpless, he didn't say anything, so he changed his words several times.

He's not interested in haggling and haggling with a minor on this kind of matter.

"No honorific title," he tapped on the table with his backhand fingers, and his deep and solemn voice made an ordinary instruction sound like a lecture.

Xia Xingxing's eyes twitched.

Huo Jingshi also understood that everything should not be rushed, so he had to slow down his tone, and even lowered his voice a little: "It's okay, take your time, do whatever is convenient for you, call it whatever you feel comfortable with."

The tone between the lines is no longer so tough, but with a touch of tenderness and indulgence that even he himself may not be aware of.

Xia Xingxing is currently studying in Angao, a key experimental middle school in Ancheng, which is not far from Mr. Qu's house. He used to go to and from school by himself every day.

The old man was poor all his life, and he didn't have the financial conditions to buy a car and hire someone to pick him up.

But after moving to Huo's house, the distance from home to school has increased by more than a third.

Huo Jingshi said: "Let Xiao Li take you to school every day from now on."

Behind the tone of discussion and proposal is the unquestionable decision-making arrangement that has already been made.

Xia Xingxing considered it for a while, and said tactfully, "Then I'll leave it to Brother Li."

"However, our school has evening self-study, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], it's past the off-duty time, so you don't have to bother him at night."

Huo Jingshi was about to say, "Then I'll pick you up", when Xia Xingxing continued: "I can take bus 77 back."

"I checked the traffic route from your home to my school before. There are several buses and subways that go directly to the school. The last bus is at 10:30, which is just in time."

Huo Jing looked at him with a happy and slightly joyful expression on his face, and a gleam of displeasure in his deep eyes.

His voice was light: "Ten o'clock is too late, it's not safe for you to be alone."

Xia Xingxing didn't seem to notice the unhappiness and objection in his tone, and tried to persuade Huo Jingshi with a gentle voice and a sweet smile: "Ah? No, many students who came out of school together also took this trip. last bus."

He smiled quietly and said, "A lot of people take the station farther than me, Mr. Huo, the direct bus is more convenient and safer than you think."

It's you again?

The black eyebrows that were frowned when seeing Huo Jing were still unflattened, his sweet and lovely dimples came to make trouble again, and his white canine teeth also came to help.

There was a bit of unconscious coquettishness in the slow voice: "I used to go to school by myself all the time."

"I'm sorry to trouble you and Brother Li during the day, but the time is more leisurely at night, there is really no need to pick me up again."

Huo Jingshi found a leisurely posture and lazily leaned on the back of his chair to listen to Xia Xingxing's words.

His face was calm, his slender and long phoenix eyes were half closed, and there was a gloomy and cold light from the tip of the upturned eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xia Xingxing is really a child who knows how to use his own advantages.

Lean forward slightly when speaking.

His eyes are clear and calm, his attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, but his tone is very soft.

Like a talent, his voice, smile, and dimples are all his weapons, and no matter how tough the decision-maker is, he will be softened and persuaded by him.

How did you cultivate such a posture?

What has he experienced all these years?

Xia Xingxing didn't speak for a while when he saw Huo Jing, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, and beat his drums lightly.

After a while, Huo Jingshi finally said: "Well, please be careful."

Xia Xingxing insisted so much, Huo Jingshi no longer forced it.

Just ask him to save his mobile phone number and call as soon as he encounters something.

Xia Xingxing saw that the most worrying matter had been resolved, and he showed his first sincere smile tonight, and he relaxed a little.

The reason why he insisted on doing evening self-study on his own is because he didn't go to Angao's evening self-study at all.

Angao's evening self-study is not a rigid requirement or regulation.

Only students who live on campus have to go to the classroom to call every night, and day students can stay at home to study.

What he didn't confess to Huo Jingshi was that he now had two part-time jobs in his spare time.

One is to be a tutor for a primary school student on weekends.

One is to work as a waiter in a clubhouse on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The income is very considerable, which not only can maintain his daily expenses, but also save a small amount of money every month.

Even Mr. Qu didn't know about this matter.

In the Qu family, of course he couldn't be treated badly.

However, although Mr. Qu is famous both at home and abroad, he has devoted his whole life to academic studies and is a clean and honest man, so his savings are not considered rich.

Moreover, he was so proud that he refused to accept funding from students and the outside world. Over the past few years, the couple had spent most of their savings on medical treatment and surgery.

Although he never revealed a single word to outsiders, Xia Xingxing heard Aunt Chen and Grandpa Qu talking about the family's difficulties that day when he came home from school.

She tried her best to persuade the book-addicted old man to consider selling the Ming and Qing books for family use.

Xia Xingxing pretended not to know everything, and immediately found a job as a tutor the next day.

Later, I felt that the evening self-study from Monday to Friday was not very useful, so I took another two nights to work as a waiter in the clubhouse, and the money came in faster.

Anyway, he has good grades, and he is a role model in class with excellent character and learning. The teacher trusts him very much and doesn't care too much.

It is not so much that he went to a part-time job because of conditions, but that he is always spurring and warning himself.

Even if he really doesn't look for a part-time job, it's impossible for Mr. Qu to treat him badly in terms of food and clothing due to his temperament and character.

But he himself did find a sense of security and self-worth in part-time jobs and making money.

The vicissitudes of life and the constant presence of bad luck had disenchanted him with a comfortable normalcy.

What you get without paying is never yours.

The skills and abilities cultivated in the social dye vat in the early years forced him to no longer believe in things given by others for no reason, and he eagerly pursued a state of life in which he could control himself.

For a person like him, the only thing he can rely on is himself, and he must be ready to face the treacherous fate of fate at any time.

This has almost become Xia Xingxing's belief and instinct.

Just like now, even if one day he accidentally offends the owner here, at least he doesn't have nowhere to go.

What's more, he believes that judging from the current situation, this possibility is not small.

People always have to keep a bottom line and retreat for themselves.

After Xia Xing finished the last sip of soup in the bowl, he thought almost paranoidly.

The author says:

Hey!stubborn boy