can you do it

Cheng Lao and Grandpa walked in front, Jiang Shuyi and Jin Yuan followed behind, chatted back and forth in front of them, but remained silent in the back, their eyes occasionally crossed, and they immediately staggered.

Walking to the box, the waiters serve the dishes one after another.

The designated table is narrow and will be enough for six people, suitable for close people to have dinner together.Elder Cheng arranged for Jiang Shuyi to sit next to Jin Yuan, and said with a smile, "You guys just met, cultivate your relationship more, and you'll get to know each other after two days."

He winked at Jin Yuan again, signaling him to take the initiative, so as not to make the atmosphere too embarrassing.

Jin Yuan has always been the master in controlling the field, and for the first time, he doesn't know how to take the initiative.

What are you talking about with Jiang Shuyi?

The smoking gesture, the art of irony, or the alternative use of a lighter?

I don't want to take the initiative either. There are old scores to settle between them, but the elders are all there, so superficial work has to be done.

Jin Yuan was very annoyed, so he thought about making it clear to Mr. Cheng that Jiang Shuyi didn't want to have anything to do with him anyway.

But Mr. Cheng treats him like his grandson.

At first, he filled out the form without filling in the information of his parents. Mr. Cheng mistakenly thought that his parents were both dead, and gave money and love secretly.He explained that his parents were still alive, but his status was special and he was used to leaving it blank. Mr. Cheng half believed it, and still took the opportunity to give him a subsidy.

Last Tuesday night, when he and Cheng Lao went to the laboratory and passed Duxue Road, a psychopath with a knife suddenly appeared from a small forest.Mr. Cheng discovered the vision problem earlier than him, and subconsciously blocked him, almost getting injured. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and subdued his mental illness.

Even if it were another student, Mr. Cheng would do the same.But as a witness, Jin Yuan felt that his body was strong and his abdominal muscles were hard. One mentally ill beat the other, and the two beat each other, but was protected by the little old man, saying that he didn't feel it was a lie.

It's rare to ask him to help with something, and I can't refuse, let alone locked up.

He suppressed his irritability, and asked Jiang Shuyi, "Are you studying?"

Jiang Shu was also drinking the Cordyceps pork ribs soup, his eyes were lowered, eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes, "Yes, what about you?"

Jin Yuan: "Junior."

silence.

Jiang Shu is also annoyed.

Obviously, I made a voice call yesterday, but why didn't I hear the voice on the other side.

I don't know if it's due to the different media that caused the change in tone, or whether it's because Jin Yuan is too aggressive face to face and too obedient across the screen.

With Jin Yuan's temper, maybe when he goes back later, he will fight with himself to determine the winner.

He has learned a little fighting, mainly for his classmates who tried to bully him on campus.Some areas of London are more chaotic, and sometimes you will encounter robbers at night, and you have to protect yourself.

Fighting with Jin Yuan is at most at the level of rivalry, and there is no danger.But he just wanted to feel the life in University A and spend this semester peacefully.

Unexpectedly, he would be bound to the jerk he met on the way home.

As long as he didn't move into the apartment, there was still room for change.

A meal was boring, each with their own thoughts.

Jiang Shuyi seldom talked, Jin Yuan was absent-minded to find a topic, and the two of them had perfunctory written on their faces, flashing resistance from time to time, as if being forced by their parents to go on a blind date with each other.

Mr. Cheng was the happiest, and used his serving chopsticks to pick up vegetables for his grandfather from time to time.They were the same group of students who went to Russia to study in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. They stayed in foreign countries for several years. The differences in majors and personalities did not prevent them from establishing a deep revolutionary friendship.

I haven't seen you for a while, it's a rare get together.

After a while, Mr. Cheng finally noticed the strange magnetic field between the two boys, and wondered, "Did you not sleep well yesterday? Why do you look so weak?"

Jin Yuan was sloppy, "It's the first time we meet, I'm too enthusiastic to scare him."

Jiang Shu also said vaguely: "The jet lag can't be overcome."

Grandpa didn't say a word, Jiang Shuyi hid his emotions deeply, he couldn't see through his thoughts from the surface, and rarely revealed his thoughts directly.In the past, there was a time difference when returning to China, but he was still safe and courteous when receiving people and things.

As the show was about to end, my grandfather called Jiang Shuyi to the empty box next door.

"Jiang Shuyi, there is something wrong with your attitude." Grandpa straightened his back like an old pine tree, "If you do this outside, others will question your family education."

When he was a child, he was sent to his grandfather's house by his mother. He often heard such words, and Jiang Shu also wanted to smoke a little, so he unconsciously twirled his fingers.

Grandpa: "Be careful next time."

The source of all the problems was the kindness of Grandpa's abruptness in asking Mr. Cheng to take care of him.In the past, he was hot and cold, and the heat was limited. This time, the care is doubled, and the reason is obvious.Jiang Shuyi looked at his grandfather's gray hair and wanted to refute but couldn't speak.

After his mother passed away, my grandfather aged a lot.

Jiang Shuyi: "Yes."

"By the way, Grandpa Cheng's wife, Mr. Song, is in the hospital. You can visit her when you have time."

"Okay, there's no class the day after tomorrow afternoon, I'll go to the hospital."

……

Jiang Shu also agreed to all the requests, and answered whatever he asked.Grandpa repeated the same old tune, "Your mother's cemetery was not chosen well. After thinking about it, I decided to take her back to China."

Before his mother's funeral, Grandpa and the others got the news and went to England to discuss this issue. Jiang Shuyi denied the idea that fallen leaves return to their roots.

Against all odds, according to his mother's early thoughts, she was buried in a cemetery in the northern suburbs of London.

From the day she left, she had no plan to return to He's house.

Living too depressed and suffocating, it took decades to escape.Although the days outside are unsatisfactory, at least I can breathe.

Jiang Shu also rejected Grandpa again.

The distance of time and space pulls them far apart, they communicate face to face, and there is an unspeakable sense of strangeness to each other.

After finishing what should be said, they still couldn't reach an agreement, so the two went back to the next door.

Seeing them appear, Cheng Lao laughed and teased: "You should hide your whispers, hurry up, I have to go, I have something to do later."

"Okay." Grandpa handed Jin Yuan the top-end laptop on the side, with a serious tone, "I'm so troublesome for you during this time."

With short manpower, Jin Yuan resolutely refused, "The gift is too expensive, I can't accept it for Grandpa."

Grandpa insisted, but Jin Yuan still refused.

"Old comrade, your personality hasn't changed at all. It's a matter of little effort, so you have to make it so grand." Mr. Cheng said, "Can Jin Yuan accept this tens of thousands of things? If he really accepts it, the relationship between him and Shu Yi If there is inequality, don't put pressure on them, just let them make friends."

The words were so clear that Grandpa had no choice but to give up.

Sending grandpa to the car, Cheng Lao was busy and was about to leave. He enthusiastically patted Jiang Shuyi on the shoulder, "Shu Yi, although you were born in Jiangcheng, you stayed for a short time. You don't have classes or you don't go back to grandpa's house on weekends. Where do you want to go?" Let Jin Yuan take you to play..."

Cheng Lao was so strong that he almost slapped him on Jin Yuan, but Jiang Shu also avoided it calmly, nodding in agreement.

Jin Yuan sensed his avoidance and slandered him. It was impossible for Princess Pea to take care of her. After the grievances were settled, at most she would be a stranger under the same roof.

Cheng Lao disappeared into the crowd.

There are people everywhere at the door, noisy, and the smell of heat and sweat is mixed together, which is unpleasant.Jiang Shu also turned his head and left. Jin Yuan and him were several meters away, and they went back to the teacher's apartment together.

The location of the apartment is good, the north and south are transparent, and there is plenty of light. Jiang Shu also took off his coat, sat on the dark gray fabric sofa, and clasped his hands.

With her back straight and her legs resting on the edge of the table, she has a perfect body proportion.

Jin Yuan came in and closed the door with his backhand.

As soon as the closed domain was formed, the atmosphere instantly became anxious.

Jiang Shu also raised his head, and pushed the gift box with the chaotic pendulum on the table towards Jin Yuan, "This is a thank you gift for helping me buy something."

Jin Yuan glanced at the dark black matte box surface, knotted with thin ribbons, exquisite.

"Let's talk." Jiang Shuyi said.

Jin Yuan leaned against the back of the door and looked down condescendingly, "Say it."

"Private help is useless, don't interfere with each other in life, just be stranger roommates." Jiang Shuyi has a clear attitude, "I don't lack friends."

"You think I'm missing something?" Jin Yuan folded his hands, "It's okay to draw a clear line, I don't care about your illegal smoking, but there must be an explanation for burning my autograph, make it clear, and return to the road from now on."

In order to be clearer in the future, Jiang Shu also answered, "The reason why you burned your signature is because you picked things up first. I left a sample booklet with my signature in my bag. There are remedies for mistakes. I satirize you for being uneducated——"

So far, his evaluation of the hypocritical literary style has been stuck in his throat, saying that it will only intensify the contradiction, so he stopped.

Silent is better than sound.

How could Jin Yuan not know what Jiang Shuyi meant, commented on his nonsense, and was recognized by him, what really bothered was the wrong signature.

This matter could not be slapped, Jiang Shu also backed down half a step, and he also backed down half a step, "For the sake of Mr. Cheng, the deal is temporarily settled."

Then he skipped Jiang Shuyi and strode towards the bedroom.

Jiang Shu was also a little surprised. He thought that Jin Yuan would be relentless and insisted on fighting.

After staying in the living room for a while, he also entered the bedroom.

Not feeling sleepy, Jiang Shu also took a book to read on the bay window of the bedroom.

The desk on the bay window is decorated with lush potted plants, with a low profile.He sank into the soft cushion, looking through the sunlight.

After a while, I lay down at the desk, leaned on my arms and closed my eyes.

While drowsy, the phone rang, and Jiang Shuyi frowned slightly from the noise. After seeing the call clearly, he quickly adjusted his mood, "Kevin?"

Kevin is Hogan's nephew and works in a small publishing house in London. Jiang Shuyi has a good relationship with him.

Kevin's father is of Chinese-English mixed race, and his mother is Chinese. She has a solid foundation in Chinese, and said straight to the point, "Aysen, your new novella has received a good response. Are you interested in expanding into a full-length novel, or continuing to write similar genres?"

Add the modifier, "of the same type on a larger scale."

The novella was written by Jiang Shuyi after translating "Allmylife" last year. The story about sexual repression was inspired by a movie.The full text is like a turbulent undercurrent under the water of a quiet lake, and some erotic descriptions involved are subtle and full of explosive force.

Jiang Shu also has the habit of writing. He has written something every day since high school. He has tried various genres, and has become proficient from unfamiliarity.I often contribute to Kevin's publishing house, and I usually help him with some miscellaneous things.

"I have no such plan." He has been only inputting but not outputting for several months, and his mind is distracted when he opens the document.

Kevin regretted: "It's a pity, the publishing house plans to build an online reading website, and bought several popular copyrights..."

Jiang Shu has also read the work he mentioned, the most popular one is about sexual abuse, the love story between a young college student and a violent politician, it is a purely eye-catching work, and a film company bought the copyright to prepare to shoot.

Some works are highly literary, but the content remains the same. It seems that they want to quickly attract traffic.

"Kevin, you know, I'm conservative by nature." Jiang Shuyi rested her forehead with her hands, her face was always lazy and dejected, "That novella is the largest scale I can write."

Kevin knows him well, and he hates close contact. He has known him for so many years.

frigidity.

But it's just an illusion, the desire in his writing is much more flavorful than the naked straightforwardness.

Kevin persuaded again, and Jiang Shu also said: "I won't lie to you, I have long since lost my desire to create, and I can't write it by force, and money is not in my consideration."

I have been doing translations over the years, and together with the scattered manuscript remuneration, the amount is considerable.Even if he anonymously donates his fucking inheritance to University A, the savings and bookstore surplus are enough for him to live well.

His attitude was firm, and Kevin could only smile, but didn't mention it, and told him the business situation of the bookstore, saying that he went there every week, and asked him how he felt after returning to China.

Jiang Shu also said that everything is fine.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Shuyi was completely awake, put the book back on the shelf after finishing the book, and went to the living room to pour water.

Mats were laid on the balcony, and Jin Yuan was doing abdominal training with his upper body naked and a pair of black beach shorts underneath.

With broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, the muscles on his body are tight and he looks very hard.After practicing for a while, the gully in the abdomen was covered with beads of sweat, and a slight panting could be heard.

Jiang Shu also looked away, and was drinking ice water next to the water dispenser.

It was agreed to treat each other as air, but his sense of existence was too strong.Jin Yuan stopped his movements and rested on the spot.

The school gym is closed, and the membership card can be used, but I have to go to a chain store dozens of kilometers away.He is too lazy to run, and in order to keep his muscles in the best condition, he exercises at a fixed time every day.

Jin Yuan leaned his arms against the cushion, his brows and eyes were soaked in sweat, and called him, "Hello."

The posture was like finding fault, Jiang Shu didn't bother to talk about it, and Jin Yuan said, "Mr. Cheng will come to the apartment at night."

The implication is very clear, and they will cooperate with each other at that time to create the illusion of getting along well.

Feeling bored, Jiang Shu also took a sip of ice water, "Got it."

The sun made the air hot, and the living room was especially quiet.

Restless quiet.

Jin Yuan was playing games while sitting on the cushion, Jiang Shu felt noisy even with the external voice from the microphone, so he turned and went back to the bedroom.

From the corner of his eye, Jin Yuan caught a glimpse of the straightened pillow next to the sofa, and felt that he was flimsy.

It was getting late, and there were fewer dishes in the cafeteria on weekends. We ordered takeaway for dinner, and everyone ate their own food, and one person occupied one end of the table.

The problems between them were not resolved, they were tied together, they hated each other, they suppressed their temper and tried to avoid conflicts.

But picking each other's faults can be picked from head to toe, and it is difficult to coexist in one space.

Just like at this moment, even the sound of chewing is extremely sinful.

Jiang Shu also couldn't eat, so he ate something and left the table. Jin Yuan lost his appetite, so he threw the packing box into the trash can and walked in front of him.

Jiang Shu also stopped, "If you have something to talk about, get out of the way if you have nothing to do."

Jin Yuan had had enough, and revealed: "Mr. Cheng is eligible to apply for two apartments."

The next moment, the two spoke at the same time, "Tell him."

The scene was stalemate, the barely maintained peace was crumbling, and when it was about to get out of control, they passed each other.

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The author has something to say:

Jiang Shuyi when he was rich: I am lofty, I am conservative, and my goal is the Nobel Prize.

Once he became poor and faced with a large amount of manuscript fees, Jiang Shu was damned moved, while reflecting on himself, why am I such a vulgar second-rate person?

While poking Kevin, hello, to what extent should the scale be controlled?