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Jiang Yu'an said that he would not ask about Feng An's family affairs again, but after Feng An returned to his room to rest, he still called Nie Beiran.

The next morning, Feng An woke up just after seven o'clock.He is used to getting up early, so when he sat up and rubbed his eyes, he felt a bit distressed, wondering if he should get up, afraid that if he got up early, the sound of washing and walking would affect Jiang Yu'an's rest.

In the early winter morning, the room was dimly lit, he hugged the fluffy duvet for a while, and then fell into the bed unconsciously—the pajamas on his body were too smooth, and the mattress under him was too soft , He didn't even realize that his body had already slipped back, as if the whole bed was trying to keep him from sleeping for a while.

So he rarely fell asleep again, until someone knocked on the door outside, and Jiang Yu'an's voice came in: "Feng An?"

Jiang Yu'an's voice was not high, with a hint of probing.However, Feng An opened his eyes all of a sudden, and his mind was cleared up immediately, but his body was a little out of step with the rhythm, and when he sat up, he still uttered words vaguely: "Mr. Jiang... what's the matter?"

Jiang Yu'an pushed open the door, wearing home clothes similar to Feng An's, leaning against the door frame to look at him with a little smile on his face: "It's nothing, see if you're awake, and would you like to have breakfast with me. "

Feng An lifted the quilt, stretched his legs and got out of bed: "Okay."

Jiang Yu'an walked to the window, opened half of the curtains, and let in the light golden light from outside: "Are you still used to sleeping last night?"

Feng An paddled his calves to look for slippers. There was a thick wool carpet in front of the bed, and his pair of slippers were also white, with the light behind them, and the two almost merged into one.One foot was quickly inserted into the slipper, but the other shoe was missing. He continued to step on the carpet aimlessly with one bare foot, while answering Jiang Yu'an's question: "Well, I slept well. Yes. What time does Mr. Jiang go to work? Do you want to use the bathroom first?"

Jiang Yu'an turned around and walked to the bed, squatted down with one knee on the ground, and stretched out his arms to fish out a cotton slipper from the shadow under the bed.

"I go to work at nine o'clock." He said, holding Feng An's ankle naturally, and put the slipper on his left foot: "Don't worry, there is still time."

The juvenile has already developed, and his hands and feet have grown to the size of an adult, but the bones are slender, and there are still thin traces at the end of the branch.The bare ankle swayed in the air for a while, and it was already slightly cold. When Jiang Yu'an held it in his hand, he could clearly feel the warmth of the other's palm.

Feng An knew that Jiang Yu'an was just taking care of him as a child, but he was not really a child after all.Feng An was still a little embarrassed about this kind of intimate contact that he had never had before, and his face was also a little red, and he gathered his feet and put them together in an orderly manner.

Jiang Yu'an's expression was normal, seeing that Feng An had finally put on his slippers, he got up and went out, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When Feng An finished washing and walked into the living room, Jiang Yu'an had already changed into a shirt and trousers.Standing tall and tall in the kitchen, he opened the refrigerator door to look in, and at the same time asked Feng An aloud, "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Feng An walked to the dining table and sat down: "Anything is fine."

When Jiang Yu'an heard this, he suddenly closed the refrigerator door again.Turning around and leaning against the refrigerator, he crossed his arms and looked at Feng An with a smile that was not a smile: "Every time I ask you something, you answer me casually, whatever - you are a boy, why are you so shy?"

Feng An was stunned, and opened his eyes innocently: "I don't have any..."

Jiang Yu'an said: "Then why don't you tell me what you want to eat?"

Feng An couldn't explain why for a moment, "anything" and "anything" was already a kind of subconscious answer from him. Although his personality was rather restrained, he was not as shy as Jiang Yu'an said.He's just used to facing choices with this attitude, because he doesn't want to bother others.

He was afraid that Jiang Yu'an would misunderstand that he was trying to fool him, so he thought about it, and changed his way of saying: "Because I have no taboos, I can eat anything. Mr. Jiang, you still have to go to work, just do something simple. "

Jiang Yu'an glanced at him, wondering if he was satisfied with Feng An's explanation, but he finally didn't make things difficult for him, reopened the refrigerator and took eggs and milk out of it.

Breakfast is boiled oatmeal with milk, poached eggs, and toast, which is also a Western style.Feng An lowered his head and silently scooped oats with a spoon into his mouth. He couldn't help but start to make unconstrained guesses. Mr. Jiang said that he was not good at Chinese food, but only a little Western food. He learned it when he was studying, so did he study abroad? Book?But when Mr. Jiang was studying, because it was still in the 90s, was it so easy to study abroad at that time?When Mr. Jiang was a student, his grades must have been very good...

He unconsciously lost his mind until Jiang Yu'an tapped the plate in front of him lightly and asked him: "What are you thinking?"

Feng An raised his head to look at him, and there was a circle of white foam on his lips.

Jiang Yu'an smiled, took out a tissue and handed it to him, and asked him, "Don't you want to eat bread?"

Feng An took the paper towel and wiped his mouth. He doesn't eat much. After eating a bowl of oatmeal with soup and water, he was already a little full, so he shook his head and said, "I can't eat any more."

Jiang Yu'an hummed, but didn't force him to eat more, and said: "Feng An, I have some business to deal with, and I have to go to the company in the morning. You can stay at home, sleep for a while, or play if you want, in the study There are computers and tablets, you can use both. At noon, I will ask Xiao Nie to pick you up, we will have a meal together, and then go shopping—do you think it is okay?"

Feng An nodded obediently and had no objection at all: "Okay."

After Jiang Yu'an left, Feng An wandered around the house alone for a long time, not sleepy, and didn't have any special entertainment that he wanted to do.Jiang Yu'an really doesn't need his help to intervene in housework, because the home is extremely smart, there is a dishwasher for washing dishes, a robot sweeper for sweeping the floor, and even the washing machine has a drying function, clothes can be stuffed in, and you can wear them directly when you take them out , there is almost no housework that requires special time-consuming and laborious work, and Jiang Yu'an is a person with good habits, so even if there is no nanny living in the house, the house is always kept clean and tidy.He turned around again with nothing to do, and suddenly remembered Ji Chunshen's messy luxury apartment.

They are also single men, Ji Chunshen obviously has no life experience, which is worrying.Feng An knew that Ji Chunshen had no relatives in Shenzhen City, and not long after he was released from prison, he had terminated his contract with Fengxing, so he didn't know what the situation was.He couldn't contact Ji Chunshen yesterday. After thinking about it, he decided to give Liu Bin a try.

Liu Bin's phone call was able to get through, but the attitude of the other party was a bit lukewarm. He heard that he was inquiring about Ji Chunshen's affairs, so he didn't shy away from it, and told Feng An directly: "I'm just his former manager. After the contract was terminated, we have no contact with each other. If you want to ask me where he is now, I don’t know, but some time ago, I heard that some media took pictures of him. It seems that he is a volunteer in some children’s hospital. The author—huh, let’s just wash it off and hype it up, it didn’t cause much splash, and now there is no movement. If you want to find him, you can go to that hospital and ask about it.”

Feng An thanked him, then wrote down the name of the hospital in the memo on his mobile phone, went to the study and turned on the computer.

Ji Chunshen is really out of date now, when he searched for his name in Baidu, the overwhelming news about drunk driving was half a year ago, but there are very few recent new trends.Feng An searched for a long time before he saw a photo of Ji Chunshen in a doll costume, delivering balloons to children in the hospital hall.The text at the bottom of the photo was fairly standard, it just described the current situation of Ji Chunshen's dedication to public welfare, and a few words of regret for the mistakes he made in the past.But netizens obviously don't buy it, and the comment area below is still full of sarcastic remarks.Some people went to check this children's hospital, and found out that it is a private Putian department.Ji Chunshen went to the Putian hospital to do charity work, and went to great lengths to invite the media to take pictures. He didn't know whether he wanted to whitewash or blackmail himself.

Seeing this, Feng An closed the window, and seriously entered "what is the Putian family" in the search bar. After reading the explanation, he became more and more worried about Ji Chunshen's situation, so much so that Nie Beiran came to pick him up at noon When it was time, it was obvious that he was not in a high mood, and he couldn't help but joked: "What's the matter? Having lunch with a middle-aged old man, you are so unhappy?"

Feng An was sitting in the co-pilot's seat. He was in a daze with his eyes downcast. Hearing this, he was taken aback for a moment, then quickly raised his head and explained, "No, no—I'm not upset. I was just distracted just now. Secretary Nie, please don't worry. Misunderstand……"

Nie Beiran comforted him with a smile and said, "Just kidding, why be nervous, I won't tell President Jiang."

Feng An turned to him sideways, but couldn't help saying it again seriously: "I'm really not unhappy."

Nie Beiran took a look at him, and found his serious face as if facing a formidable enemy a bit funny, so he said, "Actually, it's okay to be unhappy, you're not Mr. Jiang... Uh, I mean, at Mr. Jiang's age, you can Young people like you have a generation gap, and it's normal for them not to be able to talk together. It's human nature, understandable!"

Feng An didn't take it seriously: "Mr. Jiang is much older than me, but he is a very nice person. I didn't find it difficult to communicate with him."

Nie Beiran was a little surprised, and said, "This is rare. My cousin is younger than you, and now she quarrels with my uncle and aunt when she comes back from the holiday, and she has a terrible headache."

While speaking, Nie Beiran had already driven the car into the underground parking lot of a commercial center.After parking the car, he took Feng An up the elevator and entered a Cantonese restaurant. After sending him to Jiang Yu'an, he left on his own.

Jiang Yu'an just wanted to have a casual meal with Feng An today, there was no need to set up a box with much fanfare, so he only reserved a booth for two in a corner.After Feng An sat down, he beckoned the waiter to order and asked her to hand over the menu to Feng An.

"You come to order." He rested his elbows on the table and crossed his fingers on his chin in a relaxed gesture: "This restaurant tastes good, see if there is anything you want to eat."

Feng An opened the cover and subconsciously asked first, "Does Mr. Jiang have any taboos?"

Jiang Yu'an looked at him: "I can do it, it depends on what you want to eat."

Feng An hummed, turned over a few pages with his head down, thought for a while, and asked, "Then can I order four dishes? Would Mr. Jiang want soup and dessert?"

Jiang Yu'an said: "It doesn't matter how many dishes you have, just order what you like."

Feng An responded, and continued to turn a few pages, but he still hesitated to make up his mind.After doing this for a while, he felt that the waiter standing at their table was getting a little impatient, so he couldn't help but look up at Jiang Yu'an, wanting him to order something - only to find that Jiang Yu'an was staring at him with his face There is no smile on the face, but a look of scrutiny.

However, that probing gaze was fleeting, and the two looked at each other. Jiang Yu'an spoke first, with the same relaxed and gentle tone as before: "So many dishes, don't they suit your taste?"

Although Feng An has not known Jiang Yu'an for a long time, when the two get along, Jiang Yu'an has always been very gentle.The sharp eyes like just now, although it was only for a moment, still made him nervous, he shrunk his neck subconsciously, squeezed the menu and said softly: "No, no, it's just that there are too many varieties, I can't choose. "

The peak dining period is the time when there are the most diners in the store. The waiter can't waste too much time on this table, so he couldn't help but interject and recommend: "Sir, if you come here for the first time, you can try our store's signature Dishes." She skillfully turned the menu back to the first few pages: "This dish, this dish, and this dish are all well-reputed Internet celebrities, and regular customers must order."

Feng An breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed the menu in front of Jiang Yu'an: "Mr. Jiang, can you see these dishes?"

Jiang Yu'an glanced casually: "Yes."

Then he directly closed the menu and returned it to the waiter, saying, "Add another dish of saury soup and a dish of shrimp dumplings."

The waiter had a weird expression, as if he didn't understand why these two guys had been struggling for so long just now, there was obviously one person who knew the special dishes in the shop very well.

While waiting for the food to be served, Jiang Yu'an leaned back on the chair and asked Feng An in a chatty gesture: "You don't seem to be very good at ordering food."

Feng An was a little embarrassed, and answered honestly: "Well, I don't usually eat out much."

Jiang Yu'an looked at him, with a little smile on his lips, and said: "It's not just outside, I asked you what you want to eat when you were at home, but you didn't say anything."

Feng An blinked his eyes, and felt that Jiang Yu'an seemed to be a little concerned about this matter, but he didn't understand what was worth caring about, seeing the other party's current expression, he didn't look angry, so he hesitated for a while, and told the truth Said: "At home... isn't it more casual? You can eat whatever you have. Is it necessary to make any special requests?"

To this answer, Jiang Yu'an didn't comment, just changed the topic with a smile.After eating, he took Feng An to the shopping mall downstairs to buy the pajamas he talked about yesterday.

Feng An didn't bring much luggage. If he wanted to live for a long time, he actually needed to add a lot of things, not just two sets of pajamas.But Jiang Yu'an has his own plans, and doesn't plan to buy them all at once.In a counter that specializes in selling household items, he excused himself to rest, and sat on the sofa as soon as he entered the door. He didn't let the shopping guide follow him, and only asked Feng An to choose by himself.

Feng An didn't notice anything, and rummaged through a row of hangers hanging pajamas.Jiang Yu'an held a magazine in his hand as a cover, and watched his every move quietly, and saw that Feng An's behavior when choosing clothes was completely different from when he was ordering food in a restaurant. He didn't hesitate at all, and quickly chose Two suits.Moreover, the styles and colors of these two sets of clothes are relatively similar, which is obviously a personal preference.

Jiang Yu'an was thoughtful, and asked the shopping guide to wrap up the two sets of clothes first, and then asked Feng An to choose a set of four-piece bedding for his room.It didn't take Feng An much time, and he quickly chose it.

Jiang Yu'an got the answer he wanted, swiped his card to pay the bill, and drove Feng An home.

Feng An didn't pay attention when picking out the clothes. After Jiang Yu'an paid, the lady at the counter handed him the receipt, and he realized how expensive these two simple pajamas were.He left the shopping mall with a grudge, until he got into the car, he had a tangled expression on his face that hesitated to speak.

Jiang Yu'an was thoughtful, she didn't realize it at first, but later realized that the car was too quiet.While waiting for the red light, he turned to look at Feng An: "I haven't seen you talk since I came out, are you tired?"

Feng An shook his head, summoned up his courage and said, "Mr. Jiang, these two pajamas..."

Jiang Yu'an asked: "What happened to the pajamas?"

Feng An whispered, "It's too expensive..."

Jiang Yu'an smiled and said, "It's just two pajamas, I can always afford them."

"But I don't need to wear such expensive clothes." Feng An said, "I'm living in your house now, and I've already troubled you enough. How can I ask you to spend so much money?"

Jiang Yu'an disagreed with his statement: "You didn't bother me, I wanted to take care of you voluntarily."

At this moment, the red light turned green, Jiang Yuan looked back and turned to the front, pushed the gear lever and drove the car forward: "And this can't be called a waste of money, it's just a little thought from me." He looked at the road ahead, and his voice was calm and gentle: " These two are more comfortable to wear than your old pajamas, and they also look like you like, so I am willing to buy them and give them to you as gifts."

Feng An froze for a moment: "Gifts?" He had received very few gifts in his life. Hearing what Jiang Yu'an said, he felt uneasy rather than happy: "But, but I have nothing to give you..."

Jiang Yu'an glanced at him with a smile and said: "Feng An, you should learn to accept other people's kindness - I like you, so I am willing to buy good things and give them to you. This is a way for me to express my feelings. It's not social etiquette, and I don't want anything from you, so you don't have to feel burdened."

Feng An stared at him blankly.

Holding the steering wheel, Jiang Yu'an could feel that Feng An was looking at him all the time, but after saying these words, he felt that he could stop there.A person's living environment since he was a child will determine his emotional model, and it cannot be easily reversed with a few words.Today he got an investigation document about Feng An from the company, and learned more about Feng An's family situation.Feng An's current mental state is obviously abnormal, and it must be the family composition of the Feng family that caused this result.

Feng's mother ran away in the early years, Feng's father was addicted to gambling again, Feng An lived in an emotionally deprived environment, so he had no sense of security since he was a child.And this can be seen from Feng An's various performances in the past two days - at the beginning, Jiang Yu'an thought that Feng An just had a difficult choice, but today he found that this is not the case; An has nothing to worry about, as long as he satisfies himself, so he can be straightforward; but when the matter involves a second person, Feng An's whole state is different—ordering food is just a trivial matter, and what he reflects is Feng An is overly sensitive and attaches great importance to the feelings of others.He is afraid that the dishes he ordered will not suit the tastes of the people at the same table, and he is afraid that he will get negative feedback because he cannot satisfy others, so he will be cautious, always put himself at the lowest level, and put "anything" and "anything" and so on. The vocabulary is on the lips all the time.

Although the body has grown into a youth, Feng An's soul still stays where it is, immature and timid, a little boy who seeks shelter and yearns for affection.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu'an couldn't help but secretly sighed, feeling that he had a long way to go, not only to learn some skills in life, but also to do many other things.