After the rebirth, the real young master was kidnapped by the fake young master

The trip to Nanshan ended with all the students going home and sleeping for a day and a night.

After waking up, the exam results came out. Song Jiqiu was listed on the school's honor roll with the No. 1 score in the five-school joint exam.

Yuan Lin immediately sent a text message: [Congratulations to my brother for returning to the throne, glory to the ancestors! ]

[Stop being bored at home, come out to play with me. ]

The arrival of the holiday means that Song Jiqiu has moved back from the original small apartment to the old house. He has recently become obsessed with a game, which can be called archeology. More specifically, he is looking for traces left by Xu Jiaping in this big house.

After Xu Jiaping moved out from the Song family, the housekeeper was afraid that the family members would see the atmosphere turn sour, but he was reluctant to throw away or destroy everything, so he packed them all up and stuffed them into the utility room.

Song Jiqiu is now sitting cross-legged on the floor of the utility room, with a photo album on his knees, Xu Jiaping was far less cold when he was a child, and smiled flamboyantly.Song Jiqiu thought it was cute, so he secretly found a photo of Xu Jiaping's back in suspenders, who still had a steamed bun face, and secretly changed it into a profile picture.

In the end, he was afraid of what would happen, so Xu Jiaping quickly sent a message.

[? ]

Song Jiqiu felt guilty, but he had to act like nothing happened: [What's wrong? ]

[Where did the avatar come from? ]

Anyway, if Song Jiqiu was killed, he wouldn't replace the still hot profile picture: [I just found it!I love so much! ]

Xu Jiaping can't be unreasonable and cruelly deprive others of their hobbies.

Sure enough, Xu Jiaping retained the last bit of kindness, displayed "in progress" for a long time, and finally sent: [OK. ]

It is even more difficult to meet Xu Jiaping during the holidays. Song Jiqiu will share with him the small details of life every day, such as the purple flowers you meet when you get up early and run in the morning, and the dragonflies that fly low when it is about to rain.

Xu Jiaping always took a long time to reply, but fortunately Song Jiqiu didn't care, he could be very happy talking to himself.

But people are always insatiable, once Xu Jiaping returned to him, he thought about meeting him.

[Let's feed the puppy. ]

Song Jiqiu racked his brains to find a suitable reason.

He stared at the chat dialog box on the phone screen, and when the other party said "yes", he bit his lip to suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth, jumped up from the seat in front of the desk, and put on a T-shirt.

By the way, he hesitated for a moment, and replied without conscience to Yuan Lin who had sent him a play invitation before: [No time. ]

Well, I don't have time, I want to go out with Xu Jiaping.

The days in Rongcheng are hot and long in summer, and the sky is still bright at five or six o'clock in the evening, but the temperature has finally dropped a little.As soon as it got hot, the puppy's circling area also moved to the shade.

When Song Jiqiu arrived, Xu Jiaping had already arrived.

Xu Jiaping sat on the steps, stretching his long legs casually, hooking his slender fingers upwards, the puppy circled around him, a smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, breaking the apparent coldness and alienation.

Song Jiqiu walked over, blocked a shadow in front of him, stretched out his hand to stay in the air tentatively, and finally patted him lightly on the top of the head, the smell of shampoo remained in the black hair.

Xu Jiaping raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Because you are like a puppy.

I didn't mean to curse anyone, but I just felt that such Xu Jiaping was hard to see.

In his heart, Xu Jiaping from the previous life was strong and omnipotent, as if he was forever in his chest, nothing could defeat him, even when he was about to go to prison for the last time, he was decent.

But now Xu Jiaping has scars, gets angry, and ignores others, but he is more real and vivid than in his previous life.

But Song Jiqiu knew that Xu Jiaping might stare blankly at him if he expressed his thoughts in a daze, so he said haha: "No...it's nothing."

Xu Jiaping didn't bother with him, let go of his hand, and the puppy immediately purred happily and rubbed against his finger: "By the way, congratulations."

"What?" Song Jiqiu didn't understand, after a while he realized that Xu Jiaping should congratulate him for winning No.1.

"Oh, thank you."

He then sat on the steps and leaned slightly towards Xu Jiaping: "Only congratulations?"

"Otherwise?" Xu Jiaping raised his eyebrows, "You want me to set off fireworks and post on the red list to celebrate your admission to No.1?"

Actually Song Jiqiu didn't think that way.

He also thought that Xu Jiaping would show a bit of reluctance when he mistakenly thought that he was going back to the first class, but there was nothing in the end.

"You don't have any other emotional thoughts?" he asked.

Xu Jiaping was willing to look away.

Song Jiqiu wanted to make a joke, but suddenly froze.

The depths of Xu Jiaping's eyes seemed to be very dark, and the sadness inside made one plunge into it as if it would be drowned.

Xu Jiaping smiled, returning to his usual cynical look, as if that moment was just Song Jiqiu's illusion.

"What are your plans for the summer vacation?" He asked Song Jiqiu.

"Hmm..." This really stopped Song Jiqiu, "Finish your summer homework first."

Standard good student answer.

"What about you?" Without even thinking about it, Xu Jiaping would definitely not know how to do homework, so he was very curious about what Xu Jiaping was going to do.

Xu Jiaping shrugged: "Moving bricks."

Seeing Song Jiqiu's eyes suddenly rounded, he knew that this little fool believed the literal meaning again.

"Make some money," he added.

Song Jiqiu took out a bottle of mineral water from his bag and handed it to Xu Jiaping, jokingly: "Mr. Xu has some business, bring me one too."

Xu Jiaping took it, raised his head and took a sip: "The young master of the Song family doesn't like these small troubles."

So it's really a business.

But combined with the last time he saw Xu Jiaping stirring up trouble in the stock market, his smile didn't change at the moment, and he didn't have a look of probing.

Instead, Xu Jiaping was a little surprised, playing with the bottle cap in his palm: "You have nothing to ask."

What do you want to ask?

Song Jiqiu thought about it carefully after hearing the words, and said, "Can I treat the money I earned?"

In this way, the reason for the next meeting will be obtained again. He is so smart!

Xu Jiaping didn't expect to get such a reply, and couldn't help laughing, Song Jiqiu always had the magic power to push the development of the situation to another track.He was clearly ready for the confession, but Song Jiqiu suddenly choked him when he said the most simple treat to dinner.

"Okay." Xu Jiaping agreed.

A call from his mother Wu Liyun.

Song Jiqiu made a gesture to Xu Jiaping, stood up and walked away to answer the phone: "Mom..."

The call of the parrot in the old house came from the other end of the phone, and Wu Liyun said, "Ji Qiu, mom is home. Are you happy?"

Song Jiqiu laughed, eyes squinted: "Happy!"

Wu Liyun seemed to gently coax the parrot to make it quiet, and then "Mom came back after the show, just in time for your holiday, we can go on a trip next."

The puppy suddenly barked wildly, and Xu Jiaping softly comforted him.

Wu Liyun held her breath for a moment, and suddenly her breathing became rapid: "Who are you with?"

Song Jiqiu is a person who is not good at lying. When a question came suddenly, his brain didn't react, and his tongue tied up: "I..."

But like stepping on a series of landmines, Wu Liyun's voice was distorted through the radio waves, as if a bucket of frozen water had been poured on her: "Ji Qiu, who is your avatar?"

Song Jiqiu couldn't answer because he knew he couldn't answer Xu Jiaping's name: "Mom..."

There was silence on both ends of the phone.

The puppy barked.

Holding up his mobile phone, he hurriedly looked up at Xu Jiaping.

In Xu Jiaping's eyes, there was a thick fog that could not be dispelled.