famine

It wasn't until Jiang Xuan sat in the classroom that the whole person hadn't reacted from the trance.

His beating drum-like heartbeat sounded in his ears, and the periosteum was under great pressure, which made him dizzy. He didn't need to look at it, and he knew that the hands on his knees were shaking.

Why there are such big fluctuations, why the dizziness is so dizzy that it has been more than half an hour since Cheng Hong has been separated, but he has not calmed down. In fact, it is nothing more than his words.

No one has ever said this to me, even my aunt never said it in such a serious tone.

My aunt looked at him with pity and concern. She regarded him as a young child with a rough background, and treated him carefully, for fear of accidentally touching his restricted area.Treat him heart and soul in every possible way.But Cheng Lang regards him as an adult with the same status as him.

Being encouraged by people you care about, this kind of psychological affirmation and support is more meaningful than anyone's encouragement.

Jiang Xuan couldn't explain how he felt after hearing Cheng Lang's words at that time, he raised his hand to touch the heart that seemed to be jumping out of his chest, and he couldn't quite explain how he felt at this time.

Just at this time, the electronic class bell installed in the classroom rang, and Jiang Xuan froze for a while with a preoccupied expression, and then gradually woke up.

When he came today, it was almost time for class, the classroom was full of people, almost no one spoke, and they were all busy doing their own things, even Wang Peng and the three of them just greeted Jiang Xuan and continued. Make up homework.

This class belongs to the head teacher. She stepped on the class bell and walked into the classroom. After closing the door, she picked up the loudspeaker she brought, put it on her body, and started the formal lecture.

Jiang Xuan glanced at the countdown calendar on the podium. This thing is just like a calendar, and it turns over every day. Jiang Xuan doesn't pay much attention to this. Each time is several days less than the last time.

Looking at it again today, there are still 192 days before the college entrance examination.

Time passed too fast, and it became a beginning in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Xuan looked away, with an indifferent expression, and wrote an option behind the multiple-choice question with a pen.

Cheng Lang also seemed to know that Jiang Xuan's time was very tight at this time. Since the last time they parted, the two had fewer chances to get along with each other. It was cold, and the north wind began to blow again. In a blink of an eye, the year came to an end again, and New Year's Day was approaching.

As soon as New Year's Day arrives, Cheng Hong's birthday is approaching.

Jiang Xuan has been buried on the table all day recently, and has reached the state where he would feel like vomiting when he saw a pen. After doing the test paper twice, he felt that it was okay, so he simply put down the piles of exercise books, crossed his legs and rested his chin to start What birthday gift do you want to give Cheng Hong?

It is said that Cheng Lang is about to be three years old... No, someone who is almost 27 years old, is it a bit naive to celebrate birthdays and receive birthday gifts?

Jiang Xuan took out the winding dolphin from the bookcase and placed it on the table, then stared at it in a daze.

What to give... what to give without looking childish?

What gift is worthy of Cheng Hong?

Jiang Xuan frowned and thought for a long time, but Xueba had many formulas and more knowledge points in his mind, but he had no clue about these emotional things.

He thought of the little bird made of waste materials and the pot of "fairy's hand" that he gave to Cheng Lang before, and he suddenly realized that the things he gave seemed to be very similar. ..childish.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan suddenly raised his hands to hug his head, let out a long "ah", and rumpled his hair into a ball in great distress.

Boyfriend's birthday, anniversary with boyfriend, Spring Festival, Valentine's Day, Qixi Festival... so many festivals, according to the romantic ideas of those girls, don't they all have to surprise each other?

With so many surprises, don't you have to rack your brains and grab a lot of hair and send it out with a dumb face?

This is the first time that Xueba, who has always been able to solve problems by frowning and pondering for a few minutes, fell into distress for the first time.

How come no one told me that being in love is so difficult?

It's a pity that Jiang Xuan scratched his head and scratched his head for several days but couldn't come up with any results, and the right master came.

This year's New Year's Day took up three days from Friday to Sunday, but Jiang Xuan and his seniors only had two days before the senior year, and then they had to come back to make up lessons.

Because of Jiang Xuan's relationship, Cheng Lang is a little worried, so he won't stay in the country for a long time during the Chinese New Year this year, and plans to set aside more time to accompany Jiang's candidate to prepare for the exam. On the other hand, he is busy with work this year, and his vacation time is delayed compared to previous years. In this way, people who come and go will spend much less time with the two old people at home.

A few days ago when he went out to eat with his colleagues, he happened to see a massage chair, and was dragged by the shopping guide and filled with a bunch of simple generalizations that he didn't know whether it was true or not. He bought two and sent them to the countryside, and it happened to be New Year's Day, so he wanted to go back with them to have a look.

Knowing that the two old people like starlets, they took the time to visit the attached high school and asked Jiang Xuan if he wanted to go back with him during lunch.The two old people on the left and right also liked him very much, and he was very happy when he spent a few days in the country last year, so he will take it as a relaxation when he goes back.

He is always bored in school, and he is afraid that he will be under too much study pressure and get sick easily.

You can't be sick now.

Jiang Xuan fiddled with the small wontons in the bowl, and responded without thinking: "Go, I'll go with you, I haven't seen grandpa and grandma for a long time, it's weird."

"Yes," Cheng Yan looked at him happily with his chin propped up, "I see, you are my own, it's nothing to do with me."

Jiang Xuan let out a "tsk", not knowing what he was thinking, "I am also a person of status after all, okay? That is my grandpa and grandma."

"You have to show some face, classmate Jiang Xiaoniao, even if you are my boyfriend, you can't be so close?"

"Is this called closeness?" Jiang Xuan swallowed a wonton, chewed it hastily, then swallowed it, and looked over with no expression, "This is the truth."

This snack bar is not near the attached high school, so there are basically no students wearing school uniforms here except for Jiang Xuan. There are also booths and bars in the store, mainly to buy various snacks.

The bar counter is made of wood, a bit like eating in a late-night cafeteria surrounded by a chef in the middle of a cartoon. The two of them are sitting side by side at this moment, only a young man sitting opposite is eating fried noodles.

Cheng Lang also gave a "tsk" and teased, "So indifferent?"

Anyway, there were not many people in the store, so he was not afraid of being watched by others. He put one hand on Jiang Xuan's shoulder and pressed it to his chest, with a smile in his tone of intentional mischief, "Say, besides me, how many other men do you have?" friend?"

Jiang Xuan laughed twice, "Anyway, you are my boyfriend, and I will definitely not let other boyfriends find you."

Cheng Lang almost couldn't catch his breath: "...I'll beat you."

He lightly punched his stomach with the other hand, as hard as a tickle, his stern face couldn't hold back anymore, and he laughed out loud after waiting for two seconds.

"Oh," Jiang Xuan broke free from his arms, and put down his chopsticks, "Why don't you bring a steamed bun?"

Grandpa and grandma said last time that they wanted to see Xiaomantou.

"Bring a small steamed bun?"

Cheng Lang looked at him and understood after a while, but he hesitated: "Can you bring it out?"

After all, Sister Conch still doesn't know about them...

"Yes," Jiang Xuan saw his thoughts at a glance, and his long eyelashes trembled, "I used to play with my little steamed buns, just tell my aunt, and it happens that she can also go shopping with her little sisters to buy clothes You don’t have to think about raising children. And the kindergarten must be closed on New Year’s Day.”

Cheng Lang and the others had notified the two old people in the countryside before they set off, and when they arrived at the entrance of the village, they saw two old people with slightly bent backs looking at them from afar.

Xiao Mantou, who has never seen the world, has been sleeping since he got in the car. After entering the mountain, he felt a little bumpy, rubbed his eyes and sat up. He suddenly noticed the change of the surrounding scenery, and his face was squeezed and deformed by the window. It was hard to imagine. If he hadn't been trapped in the car, he would have been having fun.

"Mantou," Jiang Xuan frowned and looked back, feeling annoyed by the chirping children in the back seat, "Take a break. Remember to call grandpa and grandma later."

Little Mantou's face was flushed with excitement, and after hearing this, Xiaopang put his hands on his temples and saluted very vaguely, his voice was very crisp: "Yessir!"

"...but brother."

Jiang Xuan looked back again, without speaking, his impatient expression seemed to be asking "what's the matter again".

Little Mantou glanced at him hesitantly, as if it was very difficult to speak, Jiang Xuan felt a dull pain in his head after seeing that dawdling look.

"Shut up if you don't say anything."

Cheng Hong, who had already started to step on the brakes, finally burst out laughing.

This child has a lot of troubles every day, and he can't tell whether his mind is delicate or rough. He often says that the wind is the rain, and his thoughts will change after a while, but he will forget it after a while.

Cheng Lang especially liked watching Jiang Xuan chatting with Xiao Mantou.

The indifferent look on his face is very cute.

The car stopped in front of the old man, Cheng Yan rolled down the window, his eyebrows were very gentle, but his tone contained blame: "Why are you waiting here, I just drove in."

The old man was still the same, looking very energetic, not at all old: "It's not because you haven't come for a long time, some old lady is so anxious that she has to drag me out to pretend to be a penguin."

Jiang Xuan poked his head out and said hello to the two of them: "Grandpa and grandma."

"Hey, the little star is here." The old lady squinted her eyes with a smile, and suddenly noticed that the rear window was opened, and another big head poked out.

Little Mantou's voice was bright and high-pitched, full of vitality: "Grandpa, Grandpa! Grandma, Grandma!"

The two old men were taken aback at the same time.

It was the old man who came to his senses first, patted his thigh with an "ouch", and leaned forward in two steps, bending over: "Is this the little steamed bun?"

"Yes, yes, I am Xiao Mantou, hello grandpa!"

"Little Mantou?" The old lady also reacted, and when she looked at Xiaomantou again, the smile in her eyes almost overflowed, "You are Xiaomantou, ah, you look so good, you are so chubby and cute. After sitting in the car for so long Are you tired..."

"Ah," Cheng Lang hurriedly interrupted their endless conversation, feeling like he had become an outsider again, and really didn't want to have awkward chats in and out of the car, so he reached out to unlock the car and greeted them, "You two come up, come back Let's talk at home, it's not too late."

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