dislocation

Hearing He Zhishu's words, Jiang Wenxu smiled helplessly, turned around and flew onto the bed like a child.He pinched He Zhishu's lower back, but it didn't matter how serious he was.

hiss--

The current He Zhishu couldn't bear this, tears welled up in his eyes instantly.

"Huh? Still feel like I'm dreaming?"

Jiang Wenxu raised his head from He Zhishu's arms, but he didn't expect He Zhishu to cry in pain, Jiang Wenxu panicked. "Xiao Shu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll show you." After speaking, he lifted the quilt.

He Zhishu immediately covered his clothes, "It's okay, Brother Jiang! It really doesn't hurt much." He Zhishu took Jiang Wenxu's hanging hand, "I'm not sleepy now, can I go out with you?"

Jiang Wenxu held He Zhishu's hand instead, and then he gave up, cursing inwardly

——Jiang Wenxu, a person in his 30s, can you be more mature!

"Brother Jiang! Come out!"

Jiang Wenxu was "teaching" Zhishu He about calling him by his name regardless of age, when he heard someone shout "Brother Jiang" which he wanted Zhishu He to call.Jiang Wenxu frowned, looking at the monkey-like Liu Zhiming at the door of the classroom with disgust.

Liu Zhiming panicked from being stared at by him, thinking, I didn't do anything to apologize to you. "Jiang...Brother Jiang, come out!" Liu Zhiming waved to Jiang Wenxu.

"Xiao Shu, Brother Jiang, let's go out first."

"Go, go, don't take advantage of me here." Zhishu He didn't know where Jiang Wenxu suddenly got so much patience, and he had been scolding him for almost a morning.

Jiang Wenxu walked outside the classroom door, put one hand in his pocket, and supported the door frame with the other, looking down at Liu Zhiming. "Tell me, what's the matter, don't you see that Grandpa is busy?"

Liu Zhiming rubbed his head, where did you learn Beijing movies... "Brother Jiang, I'm afraid I won't be able to come to fight at night, and my dad will come back from a business trip tonight. Will it be...success?"

……

"Hey, when did I say we were going to fight..." Jiang Wenxu thought for a while, maybe he really said it.

"Huh? Brother Jiang, didn't you say the day before yesterday that after school tonight, you should clean up that turtle in class three?" Liu Zhiming looked at Jiang Wenxu suspiciously, he remembered correctly.

——Jiang Wenxu, a person in his 30s, can you be more mature!

Jiang Wenxu supported his forehead, "Forget it, stop beating, stop beating. Also tell other people... Brother, stop beating, we are students, we must put our studies first. We are already a sophomore in high school, and time is running out. classmates…"

"...Okay, oh. That's right! This is given to you by the study committee member of our class. I'll go back to the classroom first." Liu Zhiming handed the things to Jiang Wenxu and turned away.

Jiang Wenxu took it and saw that it was a music album, "Stupid Kid" by Andy Lau.Jiang Wenxu suddenly remembered something, and called to stop Liu Zhiming.

"Hey, hey! That... Liu... Li... that skinny monkey!" Jiang Wenxu tried to recall Liu Zhiming's name, but he still couldn't remember his nickname.Liu Zhiming turned around and looked at him suspiciously, Jiang Wenxu continued: "Don't call me Brother Jiang from now on!"

"Ah, ah?! Then what will I call you?"

"Well... call me boss from now on!"

……

Jiang Wenxu regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.

——Jiang Wenxu, a person in his 30s, can you be more mature!

After Jiang Wenxu returned to his seat, he put the album on the table.Seeing Jiang Wenxu staring at the album on the table motionless, He Zhishu rolled his eyes and asked casually:

"What is this?"

"The thin monkey was given by the study committee." Jiang Wenxu answered casually.

Jiang Wenxu was looking at the name on the album, trying to recall, he didn't know Shouhou, he was a member of the study committee, how could this grandson scold him!Jiang Wenxu was about to pick up the album and throw it in the trash can, but He Zhishu couldn't sit still seeing him like this.Jiang Wenxu never received a gift from a girl, and every time he refused to go back without even looking at it.

thump—

He Zhishu put the soy milk that Jiang Wenxu bought for him in the morning on his table.Only then did Jiang Wenxu turn around, and found that He Zhishu's mouth was curled up, and there was a bit of grievance in his anger.

"Don't buy me soy milk tomorrow, I'm in a panic!"

His little book is jealous, Jiang Wenxu thought.Yes, his little book is actually jealous.He was the one who spoiled Zhishu He. He always liked Zhishu He so much that he was the only one in his eyes.How can his little book stand him fooling around with others, how can he bear him calling other people's names...he can't stand it...

Jiang Wenxu looked at He Zhishu and smiled distressedly.Then he picked up He Zhishu's soy milk, took a sip, and returned to his usual unscrupulous appearance.

"Hey, what a panic, it's obviously a sour panic."

sour?How can it be sour...

After He Zhishu realized the meaning of Jiang Wenxu's words, his face turned red instantly.Immediately retorted:

"It's just panic!"

"Really?"

"Well, it's really bad. If you don't believe Brother Jiang, you can try it." He Zhishu took a spoon and fed Jiang Wenxu a mouthful of porridge.

After Jiang Wenxu led He Zhishu out of the room, the breakfast he made in the morning was completely cold.Jiang Wenxu reckoned that Zhishu He might be very hungry now, so before cooking, he warmed up some porridge in the pot to fill Zhishu's stomach, and added sugar according to Xiaoshu's preference, a lot of sugar.

"Hey! It's really a bit awkward. Wait, brother will serve you a bowl again." Jiang Wenxu took the bowl and served He Zhishu porridge.

He Zhishu was still suffering from the illness, he slowly lay down on the table, his arms resting on his chin, looking at Jiang Wenxu who was busy in the kitchen, he smiled softly.

——Brother Jiang, thank you.Thank you for coming home and thank you for still loving me.

Looking at He Zhishu's appearance, Jiang Wenxu felt that He Zhishu was like a milk cat at home. "Come on, kitty, this bowl is just right. Pad your stomach first, and wait for brother to cook you a big meal." Jiang Wenxu rubbed He Zhishu's hair, and then went to work in the kitchen again.

"Brother Jiang."

"I'm here." Jiang Wenxu poked his head out of the kitchen.

"Remember to wear an apron."

"Ah."

"Brother Jiang."

"what?"

"The kitten hasn't eaten yet."

"Huh? Oh, oh, ok, I'll warm them up with the fish soup left over from yesterday."

"Brother Jiang!"

"exist!"

"Don't add too much salt."

"Hey, you still made fun of me! Don't worry, brother knows."

"Brother Jiang!"

"Eh!"

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