pretend to be poor

Wangzhen District.

Xue Ting replied Tong Huai's message and put down the phone.

He is usually indifferent, only when talking to Tong Huai, his expression will be a little gentler unconsciously.The man sitting at the dining table was in a suit and leather shoes. He was sitting in an improper posture. He observed him with interest for a while, and teased: "Have you talked with your little object?"

Although Xue Songchu is Xue Ting's younger uncle, but the age gap between the two is not that big. He was talented when Xue Ting's parents got married in a flash.

The generation gap is not that big, and the nephew and uncle can talk more.

When Xue Songbo and Yu Hui had a falling out, it was Xue Songchu who took him home to live in.

But usually within a few days, the two would come to the door again to take Xue Ting back - the son always stayed at other people's homes, and outsiders tended to gossip, which was disrespectful to them.

"How is it? Is there any trouble? Didn't you make an appointment to go out to play?" Xue Songchu felt very strange.

Xue Ting was a loner since he was a child, and he didn't have many friends in the place where he lived for many years, let alone the new place where he transferred to school.

Unexpectedly, Xue Ting not only had a good life, but even fell in love.

The nephew's face is insulated from emotions and desires. It's really impossible to imagine how he gets along with his little girlfriend.

Xue Songchu pondered full of sympathy, guessing that she must be a strange woman, and she chased after her very hard to pick off this frozen flower of Gaoling.

Xue Ting responded lightly: "He has something to do, I'll go to the reception with you."

"Well," Xue Songchu was different from his eldest brother and sister-in-law. He didn't care much about his anger or identity. He took a sip of soy milk and said, "I'm doing it for your own good. The shares that the old man gave you are both good and troublesome. Look at your parents. For your small share, it can be designed on your head."

Xue Ting's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he put on his school uniform without saying a word.

"At the Christmas Eve reception, there will be quite a few famous people. You are not young anymore, you need to get to know more people. When you go to college, it's time for you to get in touch with company affairs."

Xue Songchu was rambling on, seeing Mr. Xue coming out of the house, he quickly stopped talking, and stood up obediently: "Dad."

Mr. Xue's legs are completely healed, and he faded away at home. After arguing with Xue Ting, he got the right to work. Although the schools are about to be on holiday, he still wants to catch up and go back to class.

Xue Songchu served the porridge respectfully and handed it over: "Dad, I'll see you off. It just so happens that I haven't been to Linda for a long time."

Xue Ting carried his schoolbag on his back, and wrapped the scarf that Tong Huai gave him and ordered him to wear.

Looking back, he caught a glimpse of the old man's sullen face, the corner of his mouth moved slightly, determined not to expose the false majesty of the old man in front of his son.

After seeing Xue Ting for just one night, Tong Huai realized that he missed Xue Ting very much when he saw Xue Ting in the classroom.

Before Yu Wen yelled at him, "You are very clingy to Xue Ting", it seems to be true.

Seeing the little curly hair strolling over, Xue Ting let him into the seat inside, and casually continued the topic that he hadn't finished talking in the morning: "What's going on on Friday night?"

"Well," Tong Huai struggled for a while, thinking that this is not a lie, if it counts, it will be the last time, and said tactfully, "My dad went to drink with a group of uncles, and I watched him to prevent him from getting drunk. What about you?"

Xue Ting: "Uncle came to see Grandpa and took me to meet some friends."

The two looked at each other, Tong Huai lowered his head guiltily to look at his homework, Xue Ting calmly looked away and opened the exercise book.

At the end of the whole day's class, Tong Jingyuan got off work in the evening and wanted to pick up Tong Huai.

For the first time, Tong Huai felt such a heavy father's love.

He planned his Christmas confession, didn't want to be ruined in advance, and hurriedly typed, and asked the old boy to park two blocks away from the school.

After leaving the school gate, Tong Huai got into a taxi in front of Xue Ting, out of his sight, jumped out of the car in the driver's eyes "Are you sick?", and got into the Bentley waiting on the side of the road.

The father and son hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Tong Jingyuan still wanted to have some parent-child activities, play a few games with Tong Huai, or teach him to do homework.

As a result, as soon as he got home, Tong Huai threw down the sentence "Do Not Disturb", and jumped upstairs in a few steps, and he could see the joy from his back.

Tong Jingyuan: "..."

The son seems to have a little secret of his own.

Tong Huai felt that his acting skills were perfect and he concealed things very well, so he happily went back to the house and closed the door.Auntie put all the things he wanted on the table, and printed out the urgent pictures.

In the evening self-study, he specially wrote homework, just to prepare gifts for going home.

Following the tutorial, Tong Huai carefully cut out the photos and followed them step by step.

He sat at the table concentrating on it, and managed to make it after an hour of tossing around.

Tong Huai held the pair of keychains he made by himself, and handed them to Xue Ting as if he wanted to present a treasure right away.

Xue Ting will definitely not be angry with him.

With such a beautiful imagination, Christmas Eve comes one step ahead.

According to the usual practice, everyone agreed to buy peace fruit and Christmas gifts for all the teachers.The physics teacher who delivered the last class, the atmosphere of the whole class was very relaxed.

Tong Huai was thinking about tomorrow's confession, and he would not let Xue Ting leave after school, mumbling: "Meet me at twelve o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Ah."

"Don't oversleep, don't be late."

Xue Ting leaned on the back of the chair leisurely, with the corners of his mouth curled up: "Huai Zai, tell me this twice more."

Tong Huai packed her schoolbag and rolled her eyes: "Your mouth is really unpleasant."

Xue Ting raised his eyebrows: "Unpleasant?"

Tong Huai groaned.

Xue Ting: "Don't you like it?"

"..." Tong Huai propped himself up on the table and jumped out, pinching him on the face in a hurry, his tone was full of vileness and childish revenge, "See you tomorrow, baby Tingting!"

Slip away after speaking, without ambiguity.

Xue Ting was expressionless, sitting on his seat, watching his back as he disappeared at the door of the classroom: "..."

Sooner or later, you will pay the price for calling this title.

Tong Jingyuan waited two blocks away from the school as usual, took Tong Huai home, and changed his clothes first.

Tong Huai is spoiled and spoiled, with a bit of a young master's temper, but he doesn't have high requirements for clothing. He usually wears school uniforms, and casually wears T-shirts and shirts during holidays. He pays attention to low-key luxury.

For social occasions, however, dress formally.

Tong Huai is still growing, and a tailor will come to him every six months to tailor his clothes.

He usually has a bit of a milky look that can't be shaken off. The small suit fits his body line, and he looks a lot more mature when he puts it on properly. He also wanted to show Xue Ting the peacock.

It's a pity that Xue Ting can't see him like this for the time being.

Tong Jingyuan was also ready, and when he saw Tong Huai coming down, he bragged without hesitation: "Zai Zai is so handsome."

Tong Huai dawdled for a while, handed the phone to Tong Jingyuan with a shy face, asked him to take a photo of himself, and decided to show it to Xue Ting as soon as he confessed.

Tong Jingyuan was slightly amused, and following his wishes, turned on the camera and pointed it at Tong Huai.

He never pryed into Tong Huai's privacy, and didn't intend to look at Tong Huai's photo album, but his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the thumbnail in the lower left corner of the camera.

The background seemed to be in a certain room. Tong Huai was lying on a boy's shoulder, touching his head with him, with an intimate posture and a bright smile.

The action of taking pictures paused, recognizing who it was, Tong Jingyuan frowned imperceptibly.

Of course he knew that Tong Huai and Xue Ting had a good relationship.

But this child seems heartless, in fact, the circle in his heart is clearly drawn, and he is rarely so close to others.

He didn't click on the big picture to see it. Looking at the picture, he felt an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.

"Father?" Tong Huai urged in doubt.

Tong Jingyuan came back to his senses, his expression remained the same, and Kacha took a photo of Tong Huai: "Let's go, it's almost time to get there."

The reception was held in a private club, quite far from here.

The driver was driving in front, and the father and son were in the back, one reading documents and the other playing with mobile phones.

Tong Jingyuan cared a lot about that photo for no reason, and asked casually, "Boy, you and Xue Ting get along well?"

"Yeah," Tong Huai thumped in his heart, without looking up, "What's wrong?"

Tong Jingyuan thought about it and didn't say much.

The Xue family is a big family in the true sense with both business and government connections, and the Tong family is not comparable.

I heard that after the old man who was in charge of the family retired, he returned to Linlan, the hometown of his late wife, and became a specially-appointed teacher at a university. Xue Ting transferred to another school, probably because he took refuge in his grandfather.

He is Mr. Xue's promising successor, so it's good for Tong Huai to get in touch with him more.

But Tong Jingyuan didn't want Tong Huai to think too much, as long as he and Xue Ting could be pure friends with no interest relationship.

Tong Huai strained his ears, hearing that Tong Jingyuan didn't mention Xue Ting again, he was quietly relieved.

When the father and son arrived, the reception had already begun.

In the private club, there are staggering cups of wine, fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples. Everyone keeps a perfect smile and greets each other with a smile.

Tong Huai obediently followed Tong Jingyuan, saying hello all the way in, thinking that this group of people was really interesting.

Usually when they meet, they might want to spit on each other, but on such occasions they all put on masks.

He was not disgusted with this kind of social place, nor was he very interested, he followed the old boy and dealt with people for a while, thinking about Xue Ting.

What about a celebrity reception, why not have a chat with Xue Ting while doing homework.

Turning around, another acquaintance walked towards him.

This person's surname is Li, and he's not a bad person, but he has no winks.

Tong Huai hadn't gotten taller when he was in junior high school, and he laughed at him once for his height, which made him worry about it for a long time.

Uncle Li held a glass of wine, greeted Tong Huai, and immediately chatted with Tong Jingyuan impatiently: "Old boy, have you heard that someone from the Xue family is here today, bringing the future young master over."

Surname Xue?

Because of Xue Ting, Tong Huai now has a good impression of Xue Moming, who was originally lazy and wandered away, so he quickly pricked up his ears to listen.

Seeing that Tong Huai seemed to be interested, Uncle Li immediately started chatting: "Xiao Huai is curious? That young boss is as old as you, and he took the shares at a young age. I heard that he has good academic performance, and he is the first in the school... ..."

Oh, it turned out to be a child of someone else's family at the textbook level.

Tong Huai clicked his tongue, lost interest again, and hid behind Tong Jingyuan.

The love filter is too big, the most powerful in his mind is his brother Ting, what is the future young master of the Xue family, can he be handsome and strong?

Uncle Li was babbling, then suddenly raised his eyes, and said, "Yo, Cao Cao is coming soon. Song Chu is here? I just mentioned you to Mr. Tong. Xiao Huai, don't hide, let me introduce you... "

Tong Jingyuan couldn't get in a word for a long time, and turned the wine glass, thinking that Tong Huai and him had a heart-to-heart connection. At this time, he finally took a sip of the wine, and said slowly: "No need to introduce, Lao Li."

The two children are classmates with a very good relationship, do you still need to introduce them?

In social situations, adults face adults, and juniors face juniors.

Tong Huai and Tong Jingyuan looked at each other and smiled slightly, thinking that they had a good understanding with their father - father was in charge of the big ones, and he was in charge of the small ones.

He came out from behind Tong Jingyuan, smiled skillfully, and was about to speak the polite words he was tired of saying tonight.

As soon as he raised his eyes, his sight bumped into a face that was too familiar.

After class last night, the person standing in front of him stopped him behind the classroom door, kissed the corner of his lips, and called him Huai Zai with a nice voice.

Tong Huai: "..."

Xue Ting stood beside Xue Songchu expressionlessly. People familiar with him could see that he was a little impatient for this kind of occasion, his Adam's apple moved, and the polite "Hello" he was about to spit out stuck in his throat.

Xue Ting: "..."

The expressions of the two were blank at the same time.

God damn Christmas Eve.

see hell.