Prisoner's Dilemma

"Grandpa, actually I..."

"There's still this one, cut it off." Han Heqing didn't give Han Shaojun a chance to speak at all.

Han Shaojun had no choice but to do it honestly, and finished pruning all the camellia trees under Han Heqing's guidance.

After tidying up the yard, Han Shaojun followed Han Heqing into the house step by step, for fear that grandpa would say anything surprising, more serious, such as mental illness, but fortunately, he didn't say any more.

"You can settle your affairs by yourself. You don't want to tell grandpa, and I don't bother to care about you. Anyway, I'm half buried in the ground, and I have nothing to do with how you live." Han Heqing said stubbornly.

Han Shaojun helped him to his seat: "It's not that I refuse to accept your control, but that I dare not work for you. The matter of sesame and mung beans is not worth talking about. It's really a big thing, and I can't hide it, right? I can handle it, so don't worry about it." gone."

Han Heqing raised his crutches and knocked him on the head: "Stinky boy! You mean I don't want to care about small things, but I can't care about big things, right?"

Han Shaojun covered his painful head, salivating and smiling: "I'm wronged, Grandpa."

After all, Han Heqing still dotes on his grandson, after chasing him and hitting him a few times, he leaned on the sofa angrily, staring at Han Shaojun and panting.When the anger dissipated and the fire was extinguished, Han Heqing suddenly elongated his voice and sighed in grief and indignation: "Your father is not worth it!"

Han Shaojun's soul image was whipped.Not worth it, of course not worth it!Even if the enemy is sent to prison, the dead relatives can never be brought back to life.

"It's over, Grandpa." Han Shaojun brewed a pot of tea, knelt in front of Han Heqing, and offered it with both hands.

Han Heqing stared at him for a long time, the muscles on the vicissitudes of life trembled irregularly, suddenly, he closed his eyes, and his hands clasped on the crutches turned white.

Seeing this, Han Shaojun took a step on his knees and called softly, "Grandpa."

Taking a long breath of turbid air, Han Heqing finally opened his eyes, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

"Don't mention it! Don't mention it!" Han Heqing waved his hand.

Han Shaojun finally breathed a sigh of relief, picked up an apple and peeled it.

"Don't talk about your father, let's talk about you. Speaking of which, that daughter of the Zheng family..."

Han Shaojun's scalp exploded: "Grandpa, why are you still mentioning her!"

"Oh, what are you excited about?" Han Heqing thought he was still suffering from the "girlfriend stepping on two boats", "I'm just asking, who told you that you don't even have a suitable partner around you? You were crawling all over the floor, but you..."

"Grandpa, these pots of narcissus are growing well!" Han Shaojun interrupted him abruptly.

Several pots of narcissus were placed on the Duobao Pavilion, the desk and the tea table in the study, and the bursts of fragrance were refreshing. Although Han Shaojun was allergic to pollen, he still took a deep breath.The strange thing is that most of the narcissus are handsome and tall, but the pot in the corner of the room is sparse, without even a bud.

"Grandpa, your potted seed is broken."

Han Heqing glanced at it: "That basin belongs to Jiang Chen."

Han Shaojun was surprised when he heard Jiang Chen's name from his grandfather's mouth.

"These daffodils were brought by Jiang Chen. That day he was chatting with me while cutting flower balls with me. His hands were useless. Cut off the flower stems one by one. I said cut it up and throw it away, but he said no." I just kept them in a pot and changed the water every time I came here." Although it was in a complaining tone, Han Heqing was smiling, he just liked to take care of some flowers and plants, Jiang Chen did what he liked, he was very good at coaxing The elderly are happy.

Looking at this pot of garlic-like daffodils, Han Shaojun could imagine Jiang Chen's clumsy appearance.

Han Heqing sighed sadly: "Actually, Jiang Chen told me about your personal problems."

Han Shaojun almost stuck a fruit knife into his palm: "What did he say?"

"He criticized me."

Han Shaojun was taken aback.

"He said that the most afraid of being forced is emotional matters. If you are forced, you will have problems. Zheng Yaoyao was forced out by us. If you push you, it will be another toss to find someone who is unreliable..."

Han Shaojun was relieved, thinking that Jiang Chen had said something strange to his grandfather.

"He also said, in fact, you have always had an ideal person by your side, who is right with you, will take care of you, and will be filial to your elders. He also asked me to persuade you, don't disappoint people's infatuation, and miss a spouse for nothing." Han Heqing Confused, "Have you dated a new girlfriend without telling us?"

Han Shaojun's face darkened: "No! Grandpa, don't listen to his nonsense!"

"If you have some, it's okay to take them home and meet them."

"Really not!" Han Shaojun dragged Jiang Chen out in his heart and beat him up.

The grandfather and grandson were chatting about things, north and south, and heard someone coming outside the house.

"Brother Jiang, what did you bring?" It was the voice of the orderly.

"Help me, help me take these in, there are still in the car, don't need this, I'll just do it myself."

Hearing Jiang Chen's voice, Han Heqing was overjoyed immediately, and walked out of the study room without even taking his crutches with a little support on the wall.Han Shaojun wanted to step forward to help, but hearing Jiang Chen's voice, he didn't move for some reason.

"Grandpa, I'm here to see you." As soon as Jiang Chen entered the gate, the whole yard became lively.

Han Heqing saw the orderly move several bags of vegetables from Jiang Chen's cart, the bags were so full that they were about to burst, and it was quite laborious for him to move it alone.

"What did you bring again?" Han Heqing smiled, with disgust on his lips.

Jiang Chen was busy transporting the vegetables out of the car: "They were all brought from the countryside. I don't want to take away the beauty of others. My mother ordered me to bring them."

"Thank you mom for me."

"However, this is what I gave you." Jiang Chen held out a pot of Clivia as if offering a treasure. The appearance of Clivia is excellent, and the green leaves are smooth and smooth. Exuberant vitality.

Han Heqing smiled cheerfully, and shouted: "Shao Jun, come out and help, don't let Xiaomeng move alone."

Jiang Chen was striding towards the house with Clivia in his arms, when he suddenly saw Han Shaojun turn out from behind the door, his feet slipped, and he almost fell with the basin.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Chen asked in surprise, for some reason, he almost wanted to cover himself with Clivia.

Han Shaojun gave a "what nonsense are you talking about" look, and then went to help carry the vegetables.When Jiang Chen saw it, he quickly put the Clivia on the ground, and joined the team of carrying vegetables.

"I thought you would rest at home today." Jiang Chen lowered his voice.

"It's only natural for me to visit my grandpa. It's not like you. You always come to flatter me and talk nonsense to my grandpa." Han Shaojun also lowered his head and spoke.

"What's wrong with me?"

Han Shaojun was embarrassed to talk about his "ideal partner", and raised his chin at Clivia: "Don't think that if you can coax my grandpa, there will be something between us."

"I didn't!" Jiang Chen blamed June Feixue, "I sent Uncle Xiao a mynah a few days ago, do I still like Xiao Jin?"

Han Shaojun couldn't say no to him, so he stepped into the house faster.

Jiang Chen followed into the kitchen and kept pushing towards him: "Can you stop resisting me so much, Shaojun? Even if you don't accept me now, at least we can be like ordinary friends? We..."

The orderly came in carrying vegetables: "Brother Han, Brother Jiang, go and sit down, I'll be fine if there's a little more left."

The two collided in fright, Han Shaojun gave Jiang Chen a gouged look, and smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, I'll just move it again."

Jiang Chen said courteously, "I'll do it."

The two stumbled out of the kitchen.

"Shaojun, we are not enemies." Jiang Chen almost pressed against Han Shaojun.

"Don't pull me!" Han Shaojun looked guilty to see if anyone was following.

"I am sincerely repentant. Look at my performance. If I do anything to hurt you again, I will have the face to appear in front of you again in this life."

"Stop talking!" Han Shaojun yelled at him with a voice squeezed out of his throat.

"In your eyes, am I more hateful than Sun Han? You can still give him a smiling face, but you don't even want to take a look at me, do you?" Jiang Chen couldn't stand being sneaky, he stood upright in the yard , under the sun, every word is aboveboard, with a clear conscience, dazzling like dewdrops in the morning light, "I am patient, one year, two years, ten years, you can't drive me away."

On the green brick path in the cold winter, Han Shaojun is like a fixed portrait, with dead vines with all their leaves hanging down on his shoulders, and his breath is as humid as mist in the deep mountains and dense forests.

When Xiao Jin sat in the car waiting for someone, it was already dark.

He turned the volume of the radio to an extremely low level, and he could vaguely hear soothing music, which happened to be an ambiguous atmosphere.

The phone rang untimely, and he frowned and picked it up.

"Brother Yuan, what can I do for you?" He tilted his head and looked up from the car window. The light of one window went out, and he laughed silently.

"I called your house, but no one answered, are you outside?" The voice on the other end of the phone was flat and devoid of emotion.

Xiao Jin's fingers tapped the steering wheel rhythmically: "It's a great time, what am I doing squatting at home?"

"Don't run around recently, there will be accidents."

The car door was opened and closed, and a person sat on it. First, he glanced at Xiao Jin casually, and then he seemed to find something fixed on his face. There was curiosity in his cold voice: "Why is your face so ugly?"

Xiao Jin stared blankly at the cell phone whose call had ended. He, who has always been reckless and unruly, was more nervous than ever. He didn't have time to answer the question, so he immediately dialed a call, but no one answered.The Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and Xiao Jin made a second call, but still no one answered.

The people around realized something was wrong: "What happened?"

Han Shaojun and Jiang Chen had dinner at their grandfather's house before leaving.

There was always an awkward atmosphere surrounding the two of them, Jiang Chen was neither near nor far, carefully watching Han Shaojun's expression.

"I'll take you back, I'll drive the car out first." Jiang Chen said.

Grandpa's house couldn't park for a long time, so they all parked in an open space [-] meters away.Han Shaojun put his hands in his pockets and waited at the door for about ten minutes, but no car came.

What are you doing?Han Shaojun murmured in his heart and walked towards the parking lot.

A car was parked in the dark in the small open space, and there was no one, let alone Jiang Chen.Han Shaojun was confused and shuttled between the car and the car.

He saw Jiang Chenchang's car at a glance, and walked straight there. The next second, he saw a person lying face down beside the car.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Jiang Chen?

"Jiang Chen?"

Han Shaojun was startled, and rushed to his side in a few steps. Just as his fingertips touched his collar, someone suddenly strangled his neck from behind, and then a pungent smell rushed into his mouth and nose.

The moment he lost consciousness, he seemed to hear the phone ringing.