pretend to be poor

When Tong Huai woke up, it was already noon the next day.

The scorching sunlight squeezed in from the gap in the curtains and sprinkled on his eyelids. He opened his eyes in a daze, and was dazzled by the sunlight, muttering: "Old boy, why are you pulling my curtains again..."

After muttering, his eyes became clearer and clearer. Seeing that it was an unfamiliar room, he sat up in a jerk.

The thin blanket on his body slipped down, and Tong Huai looked around in confusion.

The space in this room is not very large, the bed, simple bookshelf, desk and wardrobe occupy most of the space, but because it is tidy, it does not look cramped and crowded.

The bed under him was not soft, but it wasn't uncomfortable either. The quilt and sheets were all cold Nordic gray, with a familiar and pleasant smell.Next to the bed is a desk with several stacks of books, test papers, and exercise books stacked on it, and there is a dart board on the opposite door.

Unlike Tong Huai's messy kennel, this is an orderly room.

It's just that the breath of life is not strong.

Tong Huai's head hurt a little, he blinked, and vaguely remembered what happened last night.

He got drunk halfway through the drink, and then Xue Ting sent him back, and he can't remember what happened after that.

So this is Xue Ting's room?

Tong Huai was very territorial, and only Tong Jingyuan, grandparents, and Yu Wen could enter the room, and they had to say hello before entering, and they were not allowed to enter without permission.Even Aunt Chen, who has taken care of him for several years, can only clean it once a week.

Although it can't be said, Tong Huai has a keen intuition like a small animal - Xue Ting, like him, is also a person who pays great attention to the private field, and will not allow other people to enter his room at will.

Ehe.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his mind still not quite sober, shaking his feet, a little unspeakably happy, he looked down at a pair of slippers on the ground, put them on and wandered around the room to look around.

When Xue Ting opened the door, he bumped into Tong Huai who was strolling to the door: "Are you awake?"

Tong Huai replied honestly: "I'm awake."

Xue Ting pointed to the next door: "Go wash up, toothpaste, toothbrush and towel are ready, then come down to eat."

"Oh."

Tong Huai was very obedient when he was confused, and walked out the door, but Xue Ting didn't turn sideways.

He couldn't make it through, and raised his eyes suspiciously.

Different from Xue Ting's narrow and deep eyes, Tong Huai's eyes are similar to his mother's, with slightly rounded corners and soft arcs. Looking at people from this angle, they always look a little ignorant and innocent.

...It looks very soft and easy to bully.

Xue Ting's heart seemed to be gently scratched by the tip of a feather, and he couldn't help but want to bully him.

He stretched out his hand, raised Tong Huai's slightly longer bangs, and pressed it on the top of his head: "Don't you mind blocking your eyes?"

Then turned down and went downstairs.

Tong Huai glanced at this inexplicable person strangely, but didn't notice anything wrong, and walked into the bathroom next door.

As soon as I looked in the mirror, I found that my bangs were pulled up, and a shiny pink hairpin was pinned on.

Tong Huai woke up.

Pin this to a big man's hair?What's wrong!

Tong Huai tore off the hairpin, quickly finished washing, and went downstairs aggressively, holding the evidence to ask the suspect Xingshi to question him.

Mr. Xue was already sitting at the dining table. When he saw Tong Huai coming down, he cast a concerned look: "Little Tong woke up. After drinking so much wine, does your head still hurt?"

Tong Huai's small universe that was about to expand retracted in a second: "Grandpa is good. It doesn't hurt too much."

Xue Ting brought out the last dish, with a slight sarcasm in his voice: "Grandpa, you misunderstood, he doesn't drink much, just the dishes."

Tong Huai was angry: "White-eyed wolf, I'm blocking you from drinking!"

Mr. Xue was originally smiling, but when he heard this sentence, he looked at his grandson suspiciously, and asked with his eyes: Do you still need someone to stop you from drinking?

Lie.

Xue Ting glanced at the old man indiscriminately, as if sincerely apologizing: "Well, you are not good, you are a good thief."

Calling it an apology is more like coaxing people.

But Tong Huai has always been easy to coax.

Being comforted, he sat down muttering to himself, Xue Ting sat next to him, and pushed the mung bean hangover soup by his side.

His head was still hurting after the hangover, but Tong Huai really behaved this time, and buried himself in the soup quietly.

Mr. Xue had smile lines in the corners of his eyes, and he said without paying attention: "In the past, Xue Ting's father also..."

As soon as he started a conversation, the old man suddenly stopped talking.

Tong Huai paused, and looked at Xue Ting, whose face paled after hearing the word father.

It was the first time he saw Xue Ting showing such a face.

Xue Ting is like a lake, the bottom of the lake is covered with solid ice, and the surface is illusory and approachable, always calm and calm.

But at this time, the corners of his brows and eyes contained a faint, undisguised displeasure and resistance, as if he had floated out the solid ice underneath.

Mr. Xue seemed to have done something wrong, and called out in a low voice, "Xiao Ting?"

"It's okay." In less than half a minute, Xue Ting calmed down again. It seemed that the turbulence on Tong Huai's face just now was just Tong Huai's dizziness. He glanced at Tong Huai, "What are you doing in a daze, you want me to feed you?"

Tong Huai started to move his chopsticks again, feeling rather unaware of the taste.

He suddenly realized that the reason why Xue Ting didn't mention his parents might be more complicated than he imagined.

But Xue Ting will not tell him.

Halfway through the meal, Tong Huai revitalized the atmosphere at the dinner table.The old man's appetite was not as good as that of the young people, so he still accompanied them to finish eating, and then went for a stroll in the yard with his hands behind his back.

After all, the old man's body is worse than the young man's. His legs and feet are not good yet, and he is still restrained by Xue Ting, so he can only walk around in the yard every day to relieve boredom.

Tong Huai has experience in summer vacation, so he cleaned up the dining table and watched Xue Ting finish washing the dishes with gloves on. Then he took out the pink hairpin from his pocket: "What is this?"

Xue Ting didn't raise his head, and said calmly, "Birthday gift."

"What?"

"It seems to match you very well." Xue Ting finished washing, wiped his hands, turned his head and smiled, with undisguised teasing in his eyes.

Take a fart.

Tong Huai threw the issuing card back into his arms, and decided not to argue with him for the sake of last night: "I'm going home."

After wiping the last bowl, Xue Ting put it down and stopped at the kitchen door without saying a word. Seeing that Tong Huai was about to pass him, he suddenly stretched his legs.

Tong Huai caught him off guard and tripped him, leaned forward, grabbed Xue Ting by the collar in a hurry, was supported by the waist, and fell into Xue Ting's arms.

Before he could get angry, Xue Ting moved his hand in the other trouser pocket, took out the contents, and handed it to Tong Huai.

"Don't be angry anymore, huh?"

The deep voice fell to his ears, Tong Huai subconsciously took it, and took a closer look.

It's a concert ticket for a singer he likes.

The location is good, close to the stage, two tickets, consecutive numbers.

Xue Ting folded his hands, with an imperceptible smile in his eyes, and tilted his head to look at him.

Tong Huai: "..."

To tell you the truth.

In fact, I am a VIP seat.

... The world is impermanent, and life is outrageous.

Tong Huai hesitated to speak, his heart was heavy, he felt like he was supporting Xue Ting's three stolen bicycles.

Tickets for the concert were sold out a few months ago, and it was hard to find a ticket. It must be very expensive to find a scalper. These two tickets are still a good place.

Xue Ting must have spent a lot of money.

It would be fine if it was Yu Wen, but if it was Xue Ting...

Seeing Tong Huai staring at the ticket without saying a word, Xue Ting calmed down, not sure if he was happy or what.

He frowned slightly, wondering what was wrong.

A few days ago, he saw Tong Huai posting the countdown to the concert. He looked like he really wanted to go to the concert, and clicked into Tong Huai's circle of friends to look through it, and found that Tong Huai had posted a lot about the singer.

Concert tickets should be too expensive for little curly hair.

That's why he asked his friends to find channels to buy tickets.

When looking for it, Xue Ting casually mentioned that the kids I know here like it.

The other party misunderstood what he meant and mailed two tickets directly.

I also wrote a postcard to express my blessings: "Brother Xue, who are you, chasing someone is not easy, I wish you a successful embrace of beauty after the concert!"

"Thank you," Tong Huai managed to suppress the complicated emotions in his heart, and interrupted Xue Ting's recollection, "It must have cost you a lot of money."

Xue Ting was afraid that he would be under pressure, so he told the truth: "Not much."

It doesn't even cost money, it's free.

Tong Huai was subtly moved again.

Hey, he also said that he wanted to save face, but he stubbornly refused to admit it.

He pondered for a while, thinking that he could find an opportunity to return the gift in return. After thinking about it, he stuffed one ticket into Xue Ting's hand and put the other one in his hands: "Then let's go to the concert together tomorrow."

Xue Ting didn't want to go to the concert, and was startled when he heard this.

After thinking about it, he gave the ticket, who else would he go?

Yu asked?

Thinking of Yu Wen's drunken talk last night, Xue Ting felt slightly unhappy, and nodded slowly.

"Then let's go early tomorrow afternoon. The concert is in the city next door, so we have to go there by car first." Tong Huai smiled, with dimples on his cheeks, "Thank you."

"Ah."

Tong Huai greeted the old man, picked up the packed birthday present, and returned home with a full load.

After returning to the old house and sitting down, Tong Huai hurriedly took out the phone to charge it.

After turning it on, the screen lit up, and a few missed calls popped up, which belonged to Tong Jingyuan.

Looking at the time, it was probably last night when everyone was drinking. His mobile phone was turned to silent, so he didn't notice.

Although he was sober, the tiredness after the hangover was still there. Tong Huai yawned sleepily and called back first, but he didn't get through.

The old boy was probably working.

Tong Huai clicked into WeChat again and found that Tong Jingyuan had sent him several messages.

The above few were not nutritious, either asking him what he was doing, or telling him to drink less, the last one was sent at two o'clock in the morning, it was a short video.

Tong Huai opened in puzzlement.

The background of the video is obviously in an office. Tong Jingyuan is wearing a formal suit and tie, sitting at his desk.

Mr. Tong, who was so serious that he seemed ready to go to the negotiating table at any time, suddenly clasped his hands together: "Zai Zai, Dad is wrong. Even if the company goes bankrupt next year, Dad will come back to celebrate your birthday. Don't ignore Dad, okay?"

Tong Huai: "..."

Tong Huai was stunned for a few seconds before remembering that he seemed to have made an angry statement yesterday, asking Tong Jingyuan to put his hands together and take a small video to apologize.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help patting the bed and laughing wildly. After laughing for a few minutes, he barely suppressed his smile, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and turned to the little yellow chicken wearing a pink flower on his head and crossing his arms and snorting coldly.

Tong Jingyuan was here this time, and immediately sent a video call: "Zai Zai, are you not angry?"

Tong Huai groaned and said, "The attitude is quite sincere, so I forgive you."

Tong Jingyuan smiled: "Our Zai Zai is Dadu."

"Aren't you going to teach me to get drunk outside?" Tong Huai asked suspiciously.

Tong Jingyuan: "I have just been forgiven, I dare not make mistakes."

After finishing speaking, both father and son had a good time.

After chatting happily for a while, after hanging up the video, the last little complaint in Tong Huai's heart disappeared.

The next day, Tong Huai didn't wake up until 10:30, took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to Lao Chai's for dinner.

Seeing the familiar figure, Chai Liguo said, "A rare visitor."

Tong Huai stared eagerly: "The rare customer wants to eat braised noodles with beans."

Chai Liguo shook his head, and sighed how a boy could be so proficient in acting like a baby, with a distasteful mouth, but quick movements, and quickly served a serving of braised beans noodles.

Tong Huai's bad habits are hard to change. He plays with his mobile phone while eating. He guesses that it's almost time, so he sends a message to Xue Ting: Did you feed the cat?

Xue Ting came back quite quickly: I just went out

Tong Huai picked up the last few mouthfuls in twos and twos: "Uncle Chai, I'm going first, the money has been transferred to your WeChat."

Before Chai Liguo could speak, he ran away.

The alley is relatively close to Chaiji restaurant, Tong Huai arrived first, squatted at the alley and waited for a while, when he heard the crisp ringing of bicycle bells.

Xue Ting stopped at the entrance of the alley, looked down at Tong Huai, and handed him a popsicle: "Squatting here waiting to be adopted?"

"That bully cat is so vicious, I dare not go in alone." Tong Huai said vaguely while biting a popsicle.

Seeing him like that, Xue Ting twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, rubbed his soft hair amidst the sound of protest, and pushed the car inside.

At least these kittens must be settled before the weather turns cold completely, and an adopter must be found—Mr. Xue is allergic to cat fur, so it is difficult to take them over. Tong Huai can't even take care of himself, let alone cats.

Tong Huai posted the adoption information on Weibo, but unfortunately no one came to ask for a while.

Walking to the trash can where the kittens were nesting, Tong Huai squatted down and meowed proficiently.

The three kittens recognized him and came out one by one, and the last one was the fierce little flower.

Tong Huai clicked his tongue, earnestly said: "Xiaohua, you are so fierce, you can't get married."

Xue Ting: "..."

"Be a gentle and virtuous kitten, so we can find an owner for you." After Tong Huai finished speaking, Xiaohua stared at her again, very unhappy, "Why are you like this cat?"

Xue Ting lifted him up by the collar: "Be careful not to scratch you."

After Tong Huai heard this, his expression became strange. He looked at Xue Ting, then at the cat, then at Xue Ting: "Brother Xue, have you noticed that although it is very fierce, it has never pointed at me?" Pass the paw."

Xue Ting was puzzled: "?"

"This kind of attribute is collectively called Tsundere," Tong Huai said with some bad thoughts, "Tingting, don't you think it looks like you?"

Lei Dian was stepped on repeatedly, Xue Ting took a light breath, decided to see Tong Huai helped him block the drink, and did not have the same knowledge as him, with a blank expression: "Let's go."

After feeding the cat, they parted ways. At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two got together again, took the subway to the high-speed rail station, and bought a ticket to the next city.

The concert started at 07:30, and the ticket was checked one hour in advance. Tong Huai dragged Xue Ting around the neighborhood, and the time passed just right.

After entering the arena and sitting down, Tong Huai looked at the VIP seat reluctantly, and once again deeply understood what it meant to be self-inflicted.

The reality is also really strange.

The better the relationship with Xue Ting, the less he dared to take the initiative to expose lies.

The concert lasted nearly three hours.

As soon as the two came out, Tong Huai received a message from Yu Wen.

-A fish dreaming of being a Neptune: Fuck, bro!You are on fire!