He's playing first grade again

The temperature in the shopping mall was lower than outside, and the two teenagers turned up the escalator level by level.

Lin Jian turned his back to the exit, with a light-colored denim jacket on his arm, staring straight at Ning Xuan who was playing with his phone with his head down.

It became more and more difficult to figure out what this kid was thinking.

He rubbed his chin with his thumb, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Near the exit, Ning Xuan put away his phone, his arm was empty, guarding against his waist, and reminded: "Here we are, be careful."

Lin Jian felt even more uncomfortable, blurting out words of concern, and it didn't seem like a fake, but if he didn't know that the kid was worried about another person, he would have believed it.

He faced Ning Xuan, wondering what was going on in his mind.

Fourth floor.

Lin Jian's mother took a photo and posted it on Moments.

When Lin Jian opened the door and came in, Lin's mother stood up happily, "Honey, you're back. Where's your girlfriend...?"

Mama Lin's complexion changed a little, and after greeting Ning Xuan with a smile, her eyes fell on Lin Jian again.

"Are you a classmate?"

Lin Jian replied in a muffled voice, and then explained lightly: "My partner can't come because he has something to do. If he sees my classmate downstairs, he will bring him along."

"Oh." Mama Lin nodded slowly, beckoning her to sit down.

Ning Xuan sat down with Lin Jian very politely, and then handed the gift in his hand to Mother Lin: "Auntie, this is for you."

Lin Jian, who sat beside him sullenly, turned his head and stared at his profile in disbelief.

Oh, it's so deep.

Oh, you really understand him thoroughly, so plan ahead.

Does he have to be sure that he will bring him up?cut.

"I heard Brother Jian said that I want to meet Auntie, so I bought it downstairs in a hurry. Auntie, take a look, do you like it?"

"This kid has a really sweet mouth and is handsome." Mama Lin smiled and opened the gift in person. It was a necklace with a very new style and pure color, not to mention it was a gift from her son's friend. Mama Lin was very satisfied, "Thank you."

Turning around, he took out the gift he planned to give to Lin Jian's girlfriend, "This is for you."

Inside the square gift box is a watch.

It is very similar to Lin Jian's, but the dial has been slightly changed.

"After I bought this watch, I was worried that it would be too tough, so I asked someone to modify the dial. Do you like it?"

"Thank you auntie."

Ning Xuan was on the side calling Auntie in a gentle and polite manner. From outsiders, it seemed as if they were the real mother and child.

Lin's mother is very talkative, and the two of them chatted very happily.

"Oh, you are still the top student in your school. With this grade, you should be able to get into Qingbei, right? That's amazing... You are all in the third year of high school, you must help each other, and communicate more after class... What, you are not in the same class? You Did you transfer from another school? Why did you transfer to another school in the third year of high school?"

Lin Jian at the side roasted the meat bitterly, and then put it on Ning Xuan's plate without making a sound, and then put some on Lin's mother's plate.

Ning Xuan didn't even bother to say thank you to him.

Lin Jian watched the two ignore her and drank two bottles of beer.

His head was a little dizzy, his calf leaned back, and the table and chairs were separated by a certain distance, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Although Ning Xuan was chatting with Lin's mother, he had been paying attention to the movements of the people around him.

After seeing him go out, she hurriedly got up and bowed apologetically: "Auntie, I'll go and see him."

Lin Jian bent over, took a handful of water, and wiped his face.

When he looked up, he saw Ning Xuan behind him.

She looked cute and stood quietly.

The breath hanging in Lin Jian's heart dissipated quickly.

"Don't talk to my mother anymore?" He drooped his eyelids halfway, and wiped the drops of water running down his chin, "I think you guys had a good chat, and you even bought a gift for my mother. A gift, one for my mother, and the other one for your master?"

Ning Xuan nodded.

Lin Jian was drunk, and his eyes were red: "Are you still nodding? Do you know that your current behavior is very contemptible. You are in two boats, eating what is in the bowl and looking at what is in the pot, am I not handsome? It’s still that you’re not feeling well, and I can practice if you’re not feeling well, and it’s not impossible to change it, why are you so interested in a man you’ve never met?”

As Lin Jian spoke, his tone dropped.

Ning Xuan couldn't help but licked his dry lips, "Go back?"

For a small section of the road, Lin Jian was a little drunk, walking buoyantly, and angrily distanced himself from Ning Xuan.

When she returned to the box, Lin's mother also saw that her son's expression was very bad: "Honey, why are you drinking so much wine?"

"Auntie, he is happy."

Ning Xuan helped him to sit down.

Afterwards, he didn't eat anything, Lin Jian drank a small beer and listened to their chatter.

Mother Lin received a call and went out.

There were only the two of them left in the box.

Ning Xuan snatched the small cup placed in front of Lin Jian, frowning slightly: "I still want to drink? Your mother is going to be my mother."

He was not a person who was good at talking, and he was almost the one who exchanged greetings throughout the whole scene. Lin Jian was like a background board.

Lin Jian glanced away at him and took the cup: "Are you in charge?"

"Stop drinking, okay?" Ning Xuan let out a sigh of relief and said helplessly.

"No." Lin insisted.

Isn't it just beer?Don't get drunk again!

Lin Jian thought to himself and took another sip.

Ning Xuan stared at his side face, pressed him angrily, and lowered his body.

A group of black shadows against the light came down and landed on the lips unexpectedly.

The wine stains slid down the corners of his mouth, and the moist texture of the tip of his tongue rolled over the wine stains, and Lin Jian's head was blank and confused again for a moment.

Then he came to his senses, pushed him away, and wiped his lips aggrievedly: "You don't want me anymore, you still kiss me, don't kiss me!"

He was drunk, and his speech was slurred and slightly hoarse.

Ning Xuan's Adam's apple slid heavily, "Aren't you curious about what this gift is about?"

Lin Jian glanced at it: "You're still curious?" Isn't it for your master?

Ning Xuan quickly interrupted his thoughts: "For you."

"Who would believe it?" Lin Jian leaned his back against the wall, leaned his head against the wall, and looked at him coldly, a little mockingly: "Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha? Or do you think I'm better and come back to please me?"

Ning Xuan took a deep breath before restraining the urge to beat someone up.

For the sake of his drunkenness, forgive this idiot.

"Why, I got it right? I've been hanging out with me for half a month, and now that your master hasn't come, you turned around to please me, didn't you?" resentment aroused.

Ning Xuan silently said "alcohol burns the brain".

Lin Jian snorted coldly: "Do you know why your master didn't come today?"

He stared at Ning Xuan Qingjun's suppressed face, and when he thought of letting him know that his master was himself, he felt inexplicably refreshed.

He just depends on his expression when he knows what's going on.

Lin Jian changed his posture, stepped on the chair under him, with one arm drooping on his bent knee, and said with a sneer, "I don't know? You are the only one who foolishly confesses to others? You still want to make an appointment with your heart and soul?" If you meet people, buy gifts, and abandon me, I will tell you that your master is..."

"Master!" Ning Xuan stared at his face seriously, and shouted directly,

Then he quietly watched Lin Jian's expression change from triumphant to unbelievable, and then to a trance blank, sitting there blankly.

Ning Xuan called again softly: "Master, why don't you speak?"

Lin Jian's naturally hanging fingers resting on his knees curled up a bit, and he raised his eyebrows: "What?" Ning Xuan explained nonchalantly: "This gift is for you, Master, is there a problem?"

Lin Jian immediately sat up straight: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you just want to tell me that you are my master?" Ning Xuan took out the gift, a simple silver bracelet.

Lin Jian didn't care to see what the gift looked like.

Confused, still wondering when did he know?

Is it possible to pretend these days?

"Guess when did I know? Are you still wondering if I was tricking you?" Ning Xuan stretched out his hand, put his arm on the table, and put a bracelet on him, "I was tricking you, who let you know it was me?" When I was there, I was still looking at me in a serious way, pretending to be cold."

"You still don't say, brother, do you want to hide all your talents?"

In the ID of Teacher Gao Jian of Monterey, he has mastered more than one language.

"Tell me, how do you feel now?"

After Ning Xuan put it on for him, he looked at him with a smile on his eyebrows.

Lin Jian suddenly felt at a loss again, and sat there stiffly, staring at Ning Xuan's neck.

"...you know all about it?" Lin Jian said after a long time.

"Yeah." In order to coax him, Ning Xuan had no choice but to explain, "Why don't you think that a decent person like me would be the kind of person who sees things differently?"

Lin Jian's heart was filled with emotions like a sea tide, and his face was pretending to be cold, "Who knows, you are very wild on the Internet."

This point poked Zhong Ningxuan, he didn't think so much at the beginning, he had a good time playing, and his words were bold, but now that he was pointed out, he naturally couldn't get it on his face, and a touch of blush appeared on his fair face: "Young and ignorant. "

"Hmph, call Master again?"

"Master~"

"Why are you shy? You were so cute when you spoke online, but now that you see Master himself, are you shy?" Lin Jian teased him with his frivolous words.

Ning Xuan raised his face, "Master~ Master~ Master~ Are you comfortable?"

This sound, like a kitten, softly and coquettishly, close to Lin Jian's ear, the hot breath itches, scratching the heart and lungs.

"Comfortable?" Lin Jian turned her head, laughed dumbly, put her arms around his waist, and kissed him.

Ning Xuan was almost caught off guard by the menacing touch, and snorted several times.

He still remembered that his mother was still on the phone outside.

What if I come back to see it?

He was really excited and nervous.

Lin Jian loosened his waist, "I will punish you when I go home."

Just at this moment, Mother Lin came back.

I haven't returned to China for a long time, and my thinking and language have changed a little. I thought about asking a little more tactfully in my mind, but after I said it, my taste changed: "Fortunately, I didn't bother you."

Ning Xuan lowered his head, pretending to be looking for something.

Lin Jian didn't care, anyway, he was thick-skinned enough, "See?"

Mama Lin nodded in embarrassment, and smiled to alleviate the embarrassment: "Little young, full of energy, Mommy understands."

Lin Jian officially introduced: "The person I told you before is him, and he doesn't have any girlfriend."

When it came to "girlfriend", Lin Jian remembered the picture he forged, and then Ning Xuan forwarded it to himself, and even pointed it out, it was really embarrassing.

"Mommy probably noticed it." Lin's mother glanced at the barbecue on the opposite table, which was placed on a plate.

It's probably clear in my heart.

It's almost time, Lin's mother took out a few dollar bills from her wallet and handed them to Ning Xuan: "It's too hasty, Mommy didn't give you a red envelope, and you don't have enough cash, so I'll give you this as a gift first?"

Ning Xuan turned his head slowly, looked at Lin Jian, and compared the word "Mummy" with his mouth.

Lin Jian wiped her lips and smiled, "Take it."

When the three of them went downstairs, they chatted for a while, and learned that Lin's mother would live here until the end of his college entrance examination, nearly two months.

Lin's mother picked up the red thread on Lin Jian's neck, and then brought out a piece of jade. She put it down with a chuckle, and the jade piece slid down her neck into her clothes, "Prepare for the exam well. After the exam, I will take you abroad to play."

"Yeah." Lin Jian didn't have much enthusiasm.

On the contrary, Ning Xuan thanked politely: "Thank you, Auntie."

It was hot and dry outside, and Lin Jian himself couldn't express any good mood, so he spoke for the first time, and said to Lin's mother, "Shall I take you back?"

The relationship between their mother and son is not very deep. It has been Lin Jian's obsession for many years to reunite after a long absence, but after the reunion, there is a little embarrassment.

Mama Lin waved her hand: "No need, someone will pick it up, you two should go back soon."

Lin Jian said "Oh".

I took a taxi, and my heart was empty. When he got in the car, he glanced at the entrance of the mall. A foreign man and a mixed-race boy got out of the black Bentley. As soon as they met, they threw themselves into Mama Lin's arms. inside.

He stood in the distance, watching his mother stroking the boy's head with fixed eyes.

The sun is warm and they are like a gentle family.

Maybe, probably, just a family.

The parents are loving and the children are cute.

"Brother, come in." Ning Xuan called softly in his ear, and Lin Jian's hand on the frame of the car loosened a little, and he dodged in.

It's a little quiet in the car.

The driver master is playing a song.

Ning Xuan sensed his loss, and said softly: "Brother, it's normal to get divorced and start a family again, don't think too much about it."

"Yeah." Lin Jian glanced back, then closed his eyes lightly and fell asleep.

Noisy voices whizzed past his ears.

Soon, the coolness of night took hold of the city.

Lin Tiancheng asked him on WeChat, but Lin Jian didn't reply. He came out after taking a shower, sat on the sofa, and the teacher looked at the chat records between them.

When did Ning Xuan realize something was wrong?

His software has an encrypted password when it is opened.

He flipped through the chat records, his expression a little dark.

When Ning Xuan came out of the bathroom, he thought he was sad, wiped his hair casually, and sat down.

"Brother, are you still unhappy?" He could understand the psychological blow to Lin Jian's parents' divorce when he was young, and he didn't bother to express his longing and expectation for his mother.

It was so sudden that the mother who had always loved me who was living in her dream had another husband and her own child. Normal people could not mediate.

"Don't be unhappy, let's do something happy, huh?"

Lin Jian raised her eyes: "Which one? Is it the one I think?"

"Huh?" Ning Xuan suddenly looked a little serious.

Lin Jian smiled maliciously: "Do you listen to Master's words?"

"Uh...listen."

Lin Jian gestured with his eyes: "Go to that cabinet and look for the insurance T."

Ning Xuan: "..."

"Sit up."

"elder brother……"

"Call Master."

"How did you answer me back then?" Lin Jian hugged his waist softly, sniffing the fragrance of his freshly washed body, and smiled lowly, "Say I'm not handsome enough, say I'm not in good shape, Say I'm not big enough, huh?"

The tail sound is slightly provoked, low and sexy.

"How do you feel now?"