Golden House Cangjiao

The rosy haze pierces through the arched round windows, and the luxurious carvings are shining brightly at this moment.The morning mist in spring brings moist water vapor, even if there is only a layer as thin as a cicada's wings, the morning glow is also finely colored, and the early blooming roses are ostentatiously flaunting its own beauty, silent but erotic penetration.

Walking past the Baroque-style buildings, only one side of the back-shaped tall buildings squeezed the sky. Zhu Sheng, who was too quiet, finally raised his eyes and said softly: "Thank you."

He glanced back at the trail where he came, and there was no one there, and the hustle and bustle of the campus was completely isolated.Zhu Sheng smiled and said: "Actually, every time I come here, strange people stop me, and then I don't dare to come to the office alone. Thank you very much."

Zhu Sheng has always liked to laugh.When the young man smiled, his brows and eyes were curved, soft and obedient, bright and beautiful, but beautiful is beautiful. Not only was he too thin, but he was even so fragile that he would break when touched. Such a pathological weakness made Zhu Sheng even Laughing, but also a little light, which makes people feel pity.

Xie Qingrang didn't give any response to this, just glanced at him, and said calmly after a long while: "It's here."

Zhu Sheng nodded, bent his eyes and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

He raised his hand and opened the door, and just as Zhu Sheng was about to enter the office, Xie Qingrang said casually: "Canaries are always cute, but the price is being trapped in a cage for people to play with. Especially the beautiful and obedient Canary, who has lost all protection."

Zhu Sheng turned his head, "Canary?"

Xie Qingrang didn't answer, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of indifference, he didn't mean to explain to Zhu Sheng, he just walked away.

A teacher in the office took the initiative to ask: "Zhu Sheng, what do you want?"

The teachers in the third grade of senior high school all recognize Zhu Sheng. After all, in the few free time of the teachers in the graduating class, after dinner, they only talk about their own students, especially Zhu Sheng, whether it is character, appearance or grades. The well-behaved students who are impeccable can always get the teacher's preference.

"I received a bouquet of black roses and a poem." Zhu Sheng put the black card on the desk of his teacher, and several teachers who had been sitting at his desk correcting their homework came together one after another. Looking back again, Xie Qingrang's figure was no longer visible at the door, Zhu Sheng frowned slowly, and said, "But I only left this."

"Is this... a poem by Borges?"

"Not at all."

The teachers discussed this poem, and they came to the conclusion that it was indeed Borges's poem, but the order and words of the poems had some deliberate changes, and the writers' handwriting was not from their own. students in class.After listening quietly, Zhu Sheng asked thoughtfully: "Could the black rose and the card be given by "jealousy"? "

The system asked strangely: "Why "jealousy"? "

"I guessed wildly."

Zhu Sheng tilted his head, his thick and curly eyelashes were gently drawn down, and his delicate eyebrows were a little more lively and lively because of this naughty movement.He pursed his pale lips and smiled lightly, "Do you like dodder more or canary?"

The system couldn't respond, "Dodder and Canary?"

"But the dodder and the canary...are actually the same." Zhu Sheng asked and answered.His eyes are bright and eye-catching, but the morbid feeling brought by the too fair complexion dilutes this bit of beauty, leaving only the weakness and helplessness that teenagers usually show. Harmful.Zhu Sheng said with a smile: "It's too delicate, but also too fragile. If you want to own it, the only way is to take it for yourself."

The system complained to him: "I am only three years old, this strategy game is not suitable for me at all, it is too difficult to play."

After a while, it said to Zhu Sheng again: "I don't know who gave you the flowers these days. But it must be one of "arrogance", "jealousy", "laziness" and "greedy". Because in the game settings, only the content related to the plot is invisible to me. "

"so."

Zhu Sheng raised his eyes absent-mindedly. The teachers at the desk hadn't finished their discussion yet, but Zhu Sheng frowned slightly, and finally expressed his request to them: "Teacher... the bouquet of flowers is the same as this morning. Just put it on my desk, and this card. May I have a look at the monitoring record in the morning?"

This was not an excessive request, and someone readily agreed immediately, and called the security personnel, but the result was unsatisfactory—the person who sent flowers to Zhu Sheng avoided all surveillance cameras, even the Cameras in the classroom failed to capture the man either.The security personnel who came from the security room apologized: "I'm sorry, this is our negligence."

Zhu Sheng never made things difficult for others, even if he did, he just shook his head and said softly, "It's okay."

As a private high school with the highest enrollment rate in the local area, unless the students studying here have excellent grades, the rest are some young masters who are either rich or expensive. The school cannot bear the responsibility of any student's accident. Zhu Sheng's teacher Knowing this well, he didn't take it seriously, but comforted him a few words: "Don't worry, since it happened in school, the school won't just sit idly by."

Zhu Sheng nodded obediently.

He walked out of the office, only a square inch of blue sky was visible on the back-shaped tall building.The sky is not clear, but the morning mist has cleared away, and the dark birds fluttered across the tall buildings, and then stopped in twos and threes in front of the window, chirping.

The tall and straight boy stood in the corridor not far away, he turned around, his eyes were calm, "Go back to the classroom?"

Zhu Sheng blinked, "I thought, thought..."

"Huh?" The voice from his nasal cavity was low and pleasant. Xie Qingrang signaled Zhu Sheng to follow him with his eyes. After that, he neither looked back at Zhu Sheng, nor asked Zhu Sheng about the results of the monitoring records. Xie Qingrang seemed to treat everything It's all so indifferent.

"I thought you had already left just now, but I didn't expect that you would wait for me here until now." Zhu Sheng smiled silently with his eyes bent. He lowered his voice so softly that it almost completely disappeared into the wind. "Thank you."

This time he used "you".

Xie Qingrang's footsteps paused, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the boy's eyes filled with water vapor - not only Zhu Sheng's voice, but even Zhu Sheng himself, every inch of this boy was so thin that it seemed to be blown away by the wind.He is more than exquisite, like a bottle of finely crafted handicraft, extremely fragile, and can only be used as a mural painting, but Xie Qingrang didn't say much, but slowly looked away.

Commuting students do not need to go to evening self-study. After returning from the office, Zhu Sheng has been sitting in his seat, scribbling on a stack of draft paper.After the last class in the afternoon, he started to pack his schoolbag, instead of staying in the study room until ten o'clock as usual.

"Uncle Zhang."

Zhu Sheng got into the car parked at the school gate, took off his schoolbag and carried it into his arms.The car was driving smoothly in the fiery trees and silver flowers in the urban area, while Zhu Sheng lay on his schoolbag, quietly watching the people coming and going outside the car window, and asked after a long time: "Today...does the doctor come and go?" say what?"

The driver replied tactfully: "Madam's condition is no longer suitable for staying at home."

"She told me last night that she would agree to receive treatment only if I die." Zhu Sheng's tone was soft, and his long eyelashes cast thick shadows under his eyes, and then trembled gently like butterfly wings few times.The driver turned his head several times, but hesitated to speak. Seeing this, Zhu Sheng burst out laughing.

He said slyly, "Uncle Zhang, you've been fooled again."

The driver shook his head helplessly.

Zhu Sheng added: "I want to go to the nursing home to see my father."

It was a little late now, but not completely dark.The driver saw Zhu Sheng pursing his lips from the rearview mirror, and the flickering lights fell on him, while Zhu Sheng himself was absent-mindedly pulling the zipper on the school uniform, from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top ,Repeatedly.

This is just a half-year-old boy.The driver softened and sent a text message to the housekeeper. The vehicle turned around at the fork in the road and sent Zhu Sheng to the nursing home.

"Can you just tell the housekeeper and grandpa?" Before getting out of the car, Zhu Sheng asked uneasily, "Don't let mom know that I'm here, she will be upset."

The driver was a little unnatural, but he still assured him: "Madam won't know."

Zhu Sheng thanked the driver and walked into the nursing home alone, leaving the dusk behind.

The sunset light stops in front of the revolving door of the nursing home, the cold white light traces the marble pattern, the overly beautiful boy is incompatible with the dead silence here, all kinds of people pass by Zhu Sheng, and the ones left behind are their blatant look.

The system tells Zhu Sheng that "arrogance" is on the fifth floor.

Zhu Sheng gave a soft "hmm" and walked into the elevator.

After a while, the system suddenly realized and asked: "'Jealous' means someone is trying to trick you? "

Zhu Sheng tilted his head and smiled innocently, "There have always been many people who have made up my mind."