famine

Jiang Xuan had just left the unit when Cheng Lang stopped him.

"Little Thrasher, why don't I see you off, I have a car here."

This man did it on purpose.

At first, Jiang Xuan didn't want to talk to him, but suddenly he thought that he would not show his face just after begging, so he replied sullenly: "No, I'll take a taxi."

Originally, he wanted to ask his aunt if he could help, but he knew that his aunt might not be involved in electronic design, and he didn't know anyone in this field. Today, he happened to see Cheng Hong, who was overwhelmed by a group of high-quality people from his family. Stunned by things, he subconsciously opened his mouth.

This time, if you want to make money, you have to be gentle with this person.

Including tolerating him calling himself a thrush.

day.

"Don't," Cheng Hong moved quickly, and after so much effort, he had already gone home and changed into thick clothes, and said while pulling the zipper of the down jacket, "It's too late, I have nothing to do anyway, I'll see you off, I I told Sister Jiang just now, so she can rest assured."

"..."

Jiang Xuan had nothing to say.

He could only watch helplessly as Cheng Hong went to drive and got into the Cayenne that had a deep relationship with him.

Cheng Lang drove the car to the main road, the radio and music were not turned on in the car, and it was late and there were few cars on the road, so the car fell silent.

Cheng Hong didn't think there was anything awkward at first, but when he drove more than ten meters away, he suddenly felt very quiet, as if he was alone in the car, and the people around him were silent, nothing more than air.

Presence is low.

He suddenly remembered that the few times he met Jiang Xuan, he was at Sister Conch's house, and Sister Conch was his aunt. Combined with what he said just now that he was going to spend the New Year in the dormitory, Sister Conch's distressed appearance was the same as that of her own son. Ask: "Aren't you going home?"

It was completely blurted out subconsciously, and I didn't think much about it at all.

After finishing speaking, Cheng Hong suddenly realized that what he said was a bit offensive, and he opened his mouth just as he wanted to make amends back, when he heard him say, "I won't go back."

"Why?" Cheng Lang was stunned and asked suspiciously.

Would you rather live in a dormitory than go home?

Sister Conch is still begging for nothing to let him live in her house?

Don't want to go back or... can't go back?

No matter how you say it, you can't justify it.

Sure enough, Jiang Xuan was silent for a while, and Cheng Lang almost thought that he was not going to answer, so he continued: "The Chinese New Year at home is too lively, annoying."

"Oh." Too lively.

After thinking about it, it was true. Da Mantou has such a cold personality and doesn't like to talk, so he probably hasn't been very social.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting colder again, Cheng Lang always felt that Jiang Xuan looked a little strange after asking this question. He could see that he was uncomfortable. Well, you bought it?"

It seems to have heard a sentence.

"Correct."

I don't know what came to mind, Cheng Lang suddenly asked, "You are a student, where do you get so much pocket money?"

"I have money." Jiang Xuan stared at the rows of street lights passing by outside the car window, his tone was like that of a local rich man who got rich overnight.

"To be honest," Cheng Lang smiled, "You are not yet an adult, I saw the student ID card you put on the table just now, and the date of birth on it is still a month away, so the last time you spent money like dirt in the furniture store What's the matter? The family gives you a lot of pocket money?"

"Show people the birds."

"What..." Cheng Yan turned his head abruptly, with his hands still on the steering wheel, his face full of disbelief, "Say it again? What are you going to show?!"

There was no change on Jiang Xuan's face at all, and he still stared out the window with emotionless eyes, but he probably felt the eyes of the people next to him falling on him, subconsciously raised his hand to block it between his crotch, and turned his head Repeat word by word: "Give, man, see, bird."

Cheng Lang: "..."

After reacting for two seconds to understand what he meant, he suddenly became very embarrassed, quickly looked away, touched his nose: "Oh...you said little bird, why do you speak like this, or you Xueba speak succinctly... Is it the kind raised at home?"

"...Yes," Jiang Xuan also withdrew his hand and put it back on his knee, "All kinds of birds."

Yo.

Cheng Lang raised an eyebrow, and all kinds of birds?

"You sell birds?"

Jiang Xuan: "Not for sale, but if you want to buy a bird, you can find me."

"So powerful? What is it called? Others call it Taoyu, but yours is called Taoniao? Wanniao?"

Jiang Xuan curled his lips, obviously not wanting to continue this topic: "You don't understand even if you tell me."

Cheng Lang was taken aback, "Hey, so unreasonable? It means I have a good temper, or you have already taken the bus now."

"" Jiang Xuan turned to look at him.

Cheng Lang laughed, "No. 11."

"...tsk." Jiang Xuan shook his head, his eyes met Cheng Hong's, both of them couldn't explain what they were talking about, but for some reason, they suddenly seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection, forgetting who was the first to raise the corners of their mouths, and then The two laughed together.

"Oh, I'm so interesting," Cheng Lang laughed so hard that he couldn't hold the steering wheel anymore. In order to prevent the two of them from appearing on tomorrow's morning news, he had to control it in time, and took a deep breath, "Oh, you have time to take me Go see the birds."

The corners of Jiang Xuan's hooked mouth became smoother, his expression was still very relaxed, and his voice was much softer than usual. He asked, "Do you want to buy a bird?"

"I didn't think about it, but I was very curious. How do you bird experts judge whether a bird is good or not, how do you ask for a price, and how to raise a bird. If there is a suitable Chinese New Year, I will buy one for our old man and take it home. It doesn't have to be too good , just make a sound, and coax each other to play."

"Okay," Jiang Xuan said, "I'll call you when I have a chance... Are you going to work? No time on weekdays?"

Cheng Lang: "No, but on weekends."

Jiang Xuan was still late that night, and when he arrived at the entrance of the attached high school, the school gate was already closed. In front of Cheng Hong, he didn't feel embarrassed to go around the wall of the teaching staff dormitory building and climb over the wall, and dawdled at the door for a while to let Cheng Hong go Then he went around and turned into the school, and called Wang Peng at the door of the dormitory. Fortunately, no one was asleep, so he called the dormitory manager who had already fallen asleep to open the door for him.

After he entered the dormitory, he didn't stay any longer, brushing his teeth, washing his face and going to bed.

The next day, he was the first to wake up again. This time it was not even six o'clock, and it was five fifty, and it was still dark outside. Is there a goblin who has gone through a catastrophe?

Maybe he was a little tired yesterday afternoon, he didn't want to get up, and wanted to lie down for a while.

But sleepiness is gone, and it’s hard to sleep with eyes closed, so I simply took out my mobile phone from the storage box next to the bed, connected to the Internet, and prepared to play the animal restaurant.

As soon as the 4G symbol on the top of the screen came out, the phone vibrated, and a WeChat pop-up window flashed by. Jiang Xuan was still squinting at the time, not paying attention to who it was.

Rubbing his sore eyes, he clicked on WeChat.

This is a new friend.

I saw this brother last night.

[Cheng Lang]: Arrived at the dormitory?

[Cheng Lang]: I'm home.

Both messages were last night, less than an hour apart.

Jiang Xuan fell asleep after entering the dormitory yesterday, and only now has time to look at his mobile phone. When he saw the safety confirmation message sent to him by Cheng Hong, he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Very fresh.

He read these two messages over and over again, so long that he almost didn't recognize each other, so he quit.

Usually, the people in 201 who sent him messages were those from [-], but they didn't contact them yesterday, so Cheng Lang's message was ranked first, and it seemed like a clear stream among the strange avatars below, which was very different.

It's not because his profile picture is pure black, nor is it because his remark is Cheng Hong.

There are not many people in Jiang Xuan’s WeChat, and they are all people he knows. He basically doesn’t add people he doesn’t know.

A person has to hold your QR code in your face, add me, add me, add me.

Jiang Xuan was bothered by this person, and he didn't bother to say anything, so he had to add it, so that he could get rid of this person quickly.

Ke Chenglang is a bit strange.

No, it's not that he's a little weird, it's that Jiang Xuan himself is a little weird.

When Cheng Lang put the QR code in front of him yesterday, he added him as a friend without saying a word, for... for 3000 yuan.

Jiang Xuan's mind was a little confused, and he didn't understand what he was thinking for a long time, but he clicked into Cheng Hong's chat box at some point, and his fingers unconsciously grinded on those two sentences.

If I remember correctly, this was the first time he had received such news.

This kind of... This kind of news is different at first glance.

After he came back yesterday, he never expected to tell Cheng Lang that he was safe.

I'm in the dormitory, how about you?Be careful driving on the road.

——No such awareness at all.

As for why there is no such awareness, there are two reasons, one of which is that Jiang Xuan didn't take it seriously.From the attached middle school to Lanqiao, you are all quite big people. How big a pie can be hit on your head to make you "not pay attention to safety"?I'm already at school, is it difficult to climb over the wall?Are there monsters at school waiting to eat me?

So you see, there will be no accident at all, so I can be forgiven for not reporting your safety to you.

And another reason...

Just because of ignorance.

I am ashamed to say that Jiang Xuan has never told anyone "I'm home", "I'm out of school", "I'm going out to take out the trash and I'll be back" since he was a child. To remind people, no one told him.

"When are you coming back", "Where are you going", "I bought a bottle of soy sauce on the way back"...

These are commonplace things that happen every day.

Even Wang Peng said it several times a day.

"I'm going to smoke a cigarette", "Hand in my homework for me", "Here I am".

But Jiang Xuan never said such a thing, neither did his father, nor did his mother.

They speak with a purpose.

"I won't go home", "Is my son enough money", "Why did I give birth to such a waste like you"...

So when he saw Cheng Hong's greeting, which he probably didn't care about, he would be very surprised.

Fresh, curious, and a little bit of joy that he didn't want to admit.

Jiang Xuan sighed, now that Cheng Lang sent him a message, he should reply.

——I didn't see it, I fell asleep when I came back yesterday, sorry.

—Here we are, just woke up, good morning.

—Thank you for taking me back.

I backed out, didn't reply, and opened the animal restaurant.

He was lucky today. Hedwig, who went out to explore yesterday afternoon, brought him back a postcard.

The name is "Bian Mu's Postcard", and it shows a small card similar to a train ticket, with a panda stamp on the upper right corner.

The first sentence is please leave it to Chef Migu.

The postcard has three pages in total. Jiang Xuan closed it after reading the first sentence, and let Hedwig continue to explore after putting something in it.

He took a tip to clean the restaurant, then turned to the buffet area, ordered one of the part-time jobs to share with the group.

This group is called "Animal Restaurant Workers Mutual Aid Association", and there are a lot of Michelin restaurant owners in it. They often bring preserved eggs to work with each other. Every time Jiang Xuan sends a part-time job invitation to this group, the other party will send his own, helping each other to work and earn money. Plates add new dishes.

He just forwarded it to the group today, and before he quit, someone accepted the part-time job and sent him an invitation.

Jiang Xuan clicked in, and clicked twice in a row. The villain representing him in the game and his employee, preserved egg, all went to the restaurant of the enthusiastic netizen.

I turned to my restaurant and took a look, and as expected, I saw that the villain with the profile picture of this netizen and his preserved eggs were working part-time in his cafeteria area...

Jiang Xuan glanced casually at first and didn't pay much attention to it, but his eyes widened suddenly after he realized it.

"what?"

He turned over and sat up, staring blankly at the phone screen.

I saw two words written above the head of the villain representing the game player on the screen.

Usually this position is written with the names of netizens, in all kinds of colors, including emoji and Martian characters.

Today's position is written...

"Cheng Lang?"

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