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He Zhengyu took out the pen, stroked it lightly with his fingers, and asked, "Why did you give me the pen?"

Jiang Xiu scratched his neck, "Seeing that you write well, I thought I might as well give you a pen."

He occasionally copied He Zhengyu's homework and read his handwriting. It was very beautiful, like a standard copybook, and writing with a pen would definitely look good.

He Zhenghe has collected many expensive pens in his study room, and their prices may be dozens of times higher than the one in his hand, but the platinum pen in his hand will become his most cherished collection.

Seeing that he liked the gift very much, Jiang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, sat down and slumped on the sofa comfortably, and said lazily, "What are we having for lunch?"

He Zhengyu put the pen back into the box, sat next to Jiang Xiu, and replied, "The chef is on vacation today, so you can make an order at the restaurant in the villa area."

"Then cut the cake at noon?"

"cake?"

He never celebrated his birthday, unless Mrs. He was at home, she would force him to cut the cake and unwrap presents.

"...There is still time to buy it now." Jiang Xiu was depressed, he should have bought a cake and brought it here.

He Zhengyu picked up his phone and sent a message to the restaurant, "No, they can deliver the cake and lunch together."

After solving the lunch problem, the two nestled on the sofa, not knowing what to do.

There were only the two of them in the huge villa, the heat from the floor heating filled the room, and the crystal chandelier above their heads shone warmly.Lying on the soft sofa, Jiang Xiu felt that this place was not as scary as when he first came in.

"Can you show me around your house?"

"of course can."

When he left the sofa, he was still a little bit reluctant. It was so comfortable to lie here, and the life of the rich was really depraved.

The villa has three floors. He Zhengyu took him to visit the living room, study room, leisure area, etc. There is also a private swimming pool on the top floor of the villa.Finally, they entered He Zhengyu's room, which was decorated in a Nordic minimalist style, with white and gray as the main color, elegant and chic.

After Jiang Xiu visited all the way, he looked calm on the outside, but his heart kept going in circles. He was numb at the end, and he was afraid that he would dislike his kennel when he returned home.

After all, it was Young Master He's room. Jiang Xiu took a closer look. The room was large, clean and tidy. The most conspicuous thing was a huge bookcase.There is also a small door next to it, which blends in with the color of the wallpaper, so it is easy to miss if you don't look carefully.

"What's behind this door?"

He Zhengyu was carefully putting the gift box in the drawer and locked it. Hearing this, he replied, "It's my studio. It's a bit messy inside, and there's nothing to see."

"You can also draw?" Jiang Xiu asked in surprise, classmate, you are too good.

"Well, many of them are oil paintings."

Jiang Xiu was very interested: "Wow, I want to see your paintings."

He Zhengyu hesitated, and struggled: "There is really nothing to see." His painting style makes people uncomfortable, and there is an unfinished painting that Jiang Xiu can't see for the time being.

Seeing that he seemed to mind, Jiang Xiu was slightly disappointed, but he said very understandingly: "Then don't watch it."

He Zhengyu didn't want to see him looking lost, so after thinking for a moment, he agreed: "The studio is messy, you can come in after I clean it up."

"Ok!"

After entering the studio, he closed the door, covered the paintings on the drawing board with a white cloth and stuffed them behind the exhibition cabinet, and then opened the door to let Jiang Xiu in.

Did he have to make it so mysterious when he packed his things? Did he hide something shameful inside? Jiang Xiu couldn't help but wonder.

Could it be that Young Master He of the high-cold and ascetic department also likes to collect notebooks... It seems that he locked a bunch of hehehe things in a drawer.

Entering this mysterious studio, the paintings on the walls came into view, and Jiang Xiu felt ashamed of his petty conjecture just now.

The studio is a bit dark, surrounded by oil paintings, and there is a huge painting display cabinet standing there.

Even a person like Jiang Xiu who doesn't understand painting can see that these works are great.All the paintings are in cool colors, and the scenery is also painted with withered vegetation and flowers, which makes people feel gloomy and lonely.

Jiang Xiu stared blankly, not noticing how uneasy the people behind him were.

Will he think that I am a dark and strange person, and will he mind being with me?

He Zheng clenched his hands tightly into fists, and suddenly said loudly, "Don't look at it."

Startled, Jiang Xiu turned to look at him, "Let me appreciate such a beautiful painting more."

"You think it looks good?" the boy asked in surprise.

"Yes."

"Don't you think the painting style is strange?"

"No, as an artist, there must be some maverick preference." Jiang Xiu patted him on the shoulder with a very understanding look, and then said: "Young man is very promising, look at this color, look at this line, contemporary Van Gogh."

The person in front of him froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Master Cheng has auspicious words."

This man has a way of making him happy.

"Do you have any award-winning work?"

Jiang Xiu carefully appreciated each painting, and felt that they could win prizes.

"No, I didn't send it to participate in the award."

In fact, these paintings have only been seen by two people today, one is himself, and the other is Jiang Xiu.He usually cleans the studio by himself and does not allow servants to come in. Jiang Xiu is the second person who walks into this room.

Not knowing that he has such an honor, Jiang Xiu regretfully said: "If these paintings are taken to participate in the competition, they will definitely win prizes."

The boy smiled, but didn't respond.

After visiting the villa, Jiang Xiu fully understood the life of the rich. The house was so big that he was exhausted and hungry.

The delivery person from the restaurant delivered the lunch and cake on time at the scheduled time. After the two had eaten, Jiang Xiu volunteered to light candles for him.

Carefully counted 16 candles, put them on the exquisite cake, and urged him to make a wish.

Still unable to hold him back, he clasped his hands together and made a serious wish: I hope that every birthday in the future will have him by my side.

After cutting the cake, eating and drinking, I don't know what to do.

Lying comfortably on the sofa, Jiang Xiu thought for a moment, the private theater just now seemed good, and they could watch movies together to pass the time.

Raising his hand to pat the person next to him, he suggested, "There's nothing to do anyway, let's watch a movie."

"Okay." He Zhengyu nodded without hesitation, he would not refuse any request from Jiang Xiu.

The movie hall is about half the size of a movie theater hall, with more than a dozen sofas and marble tables in the middle, and a bar and refrigerator beside it.

There were no servants around, so the two studied for a while how to show it, and after finishing it, they chose a suspense film that has become popular recently.

But the plot is really boring, Jiang Xiu watched halfway, his eyes gradually blurred, and he fell asleep.

Noticing that Jiang Xiu's eyes were about to close, He Zhengyu turned his head and whispered in his ear, "Are you sleepy? I'll take you to the room to sleep."

"No, the sofa here is very comfortable." After finishing speaking, he fell asleep completely.

He got up and left, turned off the machine, went back to the room to find a thin blanket, and lightly covered the boy.Then she sat next to the young man, with the corners of her lips slightly curled up, quietly watching his sleeping face.

I seem to like him more today.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Jiang Xiu woke up, and he was still a little dazed when he opened his eyes.

"Obviously I'm here to accompany you, why have I slept for so long." Rubbing her head, she felt a little headache from sleeping.

"It's okay, do you want to eat something?" He Zhengyu sat beside him with a book on his lap.

He waved his hand, "No need, I should go back."

"Actually, you can live here tonight." The boy lowered his eyes with expectation.

The beautiful eyes looked at him without blinking, begging slightly, like a pet dog left to watch the house, hoping that the owner would not go out and stay with it.

Jiang Xiu thought he was too lonely at home and couldn't help being tempted, so he almost agreed.

The word "good" was already on the lips, but it was taken back again, because of the reason: "School will start tomorrow, and I have left the school uniform and schoolbag at home."

"You can ask the driver to take you home tomorrow morning."

"That's too troublesome."

Thinking of living in He Zhenghe's house, he didn't know what to do, he felt very embarrassed, and his heart felt hot.

In the end, he rejected the suggestion to stay overnight. He Zhengyu sent him to the door, called a taxi, and said without giving up: "Are you really not going to stay?"

"No, no, the cars are here."

Doesn't he like him, why don't you stay with him for a while, the boy thought depressingly.

Jiang Xiu got into the car and waved to him, "See you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Watching the car leave, the boy stayed in place for a long time, and when he left, the corner of his mouth was smiling.

Today he is very lucky, the future is still very long, isn't it?

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