Been a child star for many years

Chapter 5: Jingfeng, in fact, you are smart.

Very comfortable dinner.Jingfeng specifically asked Chang Ming about his taste, and took him to a Sichuan restaurant.Chang Ming loves Sichuan cuisine, but he can't eat too spicy. When he went to a Sichuan restaurant, he only ordered a bunch of delicious and characteristic dishes that were more spicy than spicy.The two chatted for a while from time to time, but neither of them mentioned the topic of Jing Chun. After dinner, they said goodbye at the door, and Jing Feng took a taxi back by himself.

After returning home and posting for a while, Chang Ming bluntly picked up the phone and dialed Fang Yun's number.It was only after getting through the phone that Fang Yun didn't know about Jing Chun, so she couldn't talk about it.

But Fang Yun had already picked up the phone.

"Dried eggs?"

"..." Chang Ming was at a loss for words for a while, and it took him a long time to find something to say, "I miss my sister."

"Ha ha."

"Oh." Chang Ming sighed, "Life."

"It's okay, I hung up."

"Come on, chat for a while." Chang Ming rubbed his head, and picked up a random topic to chat with Fang Yun until the night was dark.

For Chang Ming, a vacation is a good night's sleep.He didn't plan to go on vacation, he just stayed at home, ate and slept, and spent more than a week before the report comfortably like a pig.

On the first day of going to the new company, because I had already made up my mind before, I didn't encounter any difficulties.After getting acquainted with the environment briefly, having lunch with colleagues and exchanging names, it will soon be off-duty time.He staggered home, planning the theme of the official launch tomorrow.

On the whole, he was in a good mood.When Fang Yun asked him how he was feeling, he acted like a baby decisively, holding the phone and kissed him, thanking Fang Yunhui for his insight into talent.

Fang Yun was so disgusted that she immediately hung up the phone.

Enron passed the first week, and the theme proposal and first draft he handed in were quite satisfactory.On Friday, he unexpectedly received a call from Jingfeng.

It's not right to say that it was an accident. He gave Jingfeng the number at the beginning because he felt that this matter would not end for the time being.

They didn't have anything else to talk about, as usual, Jing Feng asked politely and somewhat apologetically if he could accompany Jing Chun tomorrow.

Chang Ming quickly agreed.After seeing Jing Chun's truly different side from ordinary people, those resistances in his heart faded strangely.He couldn't tell what kind of mentality it was, maybe it was because he couldn't bear it, or maybe he just didn't think it was a big deal, anyway, now he doesn't think it's such a troublesome thing to spend time with Jing Chun on weekends.

This time he still brought a gift, which was a drawing board.Jing Chun seems to like drawing very much. They have a lot of messy drawing paper at home, leaving all kinds of strange lines.When Jingfeng picked him up, he took a look at the packing box in his hand, and he was usually used to it, so he didn't say anything polite.

As if what happened last time never happened, Jing Chun obediently sat in the living room and waited for them.This time, he hugged his elder brother first, and then Chang Ming.

Chang Ming felt that Jing Chun's psychology might not be as muddled as he imagined.He didn't understand the condition of this patient, and he didn't intend to pry into more, but he just did what he thought.When he was playing with Jing Chun, he didn't have the mood to make do with a child.

He has been to this place a few times, and he is already proficient at getting what he wants from the drawer under the coffee table.The moment he handed the colored pen to Jing Chun, Chang Ming was inexplicably moved.

"Xiao Chun," Chang Ming sat on the carpet with his legs curled up, holding his chin to watch Jing Chun draw, "I will come to see you often in the future."

"Okay!" Jing Chun laughed, then frowned suddenly, his expression was very tangled, "You are busy, my brother won't let me."

Chang Ming felt a little distressed. He didn't know how many times Jing Chun had to tell his brother before Jing Feng could make a phone call full of apology.

Actually it's not a big deal.Neither Jing Chun nor Jing Feng are people that Chang Ming hates.

Even, apart from the situation when Jing Chun had a sudden attack last time, Chang Ming felt very comfortable staying with them.

"Not busy." Chang Ming touched Jing Chun's head, "Really, next week, I will pick you up with your brother, okay?"

Jing Chun's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he rushed over to hug Chang Ming and kissed him.

"..." Chang Ming still can't quite get used to Jing Chun's intimate actions when he is particularly happy.After all, being kissed by a man who looks like an adult is always awkward for him.

"Xiao Chun," Jing Feng frowned and pulled Jing Chun away, "It can't be like this."

Jing Chun feels aggrieved, and wants to throw himself on Chang Ming, but Jing Feng is quite helpless.

"Happy! I like Xiao Ming!" Jing Chun shouted.

"Okay, okay, I'm okay." Chang Ming was still a little worried about Jing Chun's emotions, not to mention being kissed was just a little awkward, he wanted to break Jing Feng's hand holding Jing Chun, Jing Chun struggled, His palm was on the back of Jingfeng's.

Huh?

Chang Ming's first thought was, why are his hands so cold?

Jing Feng raised his eyes, just in time to meet Chang Ming's blank eyes.Chang Ming was shocked, and quickly let go of his hand.

"That," Chang Ming turned his head away, and said to Jing Chun very attentively, "Thank you Xiao Chun for liking me."

Having nothing to say, Chang Ming didn't know where to put his hands and feet after he finished speaking.

Jing Chun didn't realize it, and nodded with a smile.Jing Feng coughed, stood up and went into the kitchen again.

Chang Ming thought to himself, if Jingfeng were an ostrich, the kitchen would be his sand pile, and he would run to the kitchen at every turn.

Oh no.Chang Ming scratched his hair in distress, why were he so nervous just now?

Every time I come to see Jing Chun, playing, eating, playing, and going home, it seems to be a fixed process.Now that I have decided to visit him often in the future, should I do something?

So while eating, Chang Ming moved Jingfeng's chair and asked him softly, "Shall we take Xiaochun out for a walk this afternoon?"

Jing Feng looked at Chang Ming in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to bring this up.

Chang Ming was thinking about how to explain, and Jing Feng replied: "Thank you for your kindness, but I am not ready this week."

"what to prepare?"

Jing Feng looked at Jing Chun, and sighed almost inaudibly: "I... am afraid that something will happen to him outside."

Chang Ming closed his voice.Yes, like last time, it's fine at home, but if it's outside, it may be difficult to clean up.It's because I didn't think about it clearly.

Thinking of this, Chang Ming couldn't help but look at Jingfeng a few more times.This person who seems to be taking care of his younger brother alone, even when he takes his younger brother out of the house, he has to think carefully to make sure everything is safe.

is he tired

It wasn't until Jing Feng couldn't bear it anymore and looked at Chang Ming suspiciously that Chang Ming realized that their conversation was over, but because he was in a daze, he still kept the movement of turning his body slightly to look up at Jing Feng just now.

Ah West.

Chang Ming sat up straight and served Jing Chun food with a smile on his face, pretending that nothing happened just now.

Since Jingfeng was not free the next day, he had to send Jingchun back to the nursing home in the afternoon.Chang Ming could tell that Jing Feng was a little nervous, and Jing Chun was not very happy when he heard that he was going back.Fortunately, he just sniffed his nose a few times, and confirmed with Chang Ming that he would pick him up next week with great anticipation, and he stopped being sullen.

Chang Ming thought about it and said that he would go with them.Jing Chun was very happy, Jing Feng was probably a little surprised by Chang Ming's attitude, and stopped talking several times along the way.Chang Ming looked at his expression very interestingly, so he deliberately ignored him.

This was the first time I saw Jingfeng driving.They went directly to the underground garage. Jingfeng's car was a black SUV, which was unassuming.Jing Feng said that he was still in school, and Chang Ming couldn't help feeling like he was looking at the younger generation.But Jingfeng, just like this car, does not seem to be youthful in his words and deeds.

Looking at Jing Chun, who was sitting on the side holding the drawing board, and Jing Feng, who was concentrating on driving, Chang Ming was quite moved.

These two brothers, one stopped when they were young, and the other, I don’t know if there was a childhood.

When Jing Chun entered the nursing home step by step, and Jing Feng went to discuss his condition with the doctor, Chang Ming finally took a deep breath, fell hard on the bench in the nursing home, and calmed down his heartbeat.

Jing Feng chatted with the doctor for a long time, so long that Chang Ming's thoughts were so erratic that he couldn't grasp it himself.Looking at it from this angle, the sky in late autumn is very high and far away. From time to time, fallen leaves break into Chang Ming's field of vision, teasing his eyes to turn around in the air.

One piece, two pieces... seven pieces, eight pieces... eh?

The fallen leaves in the sky turned into Jingfeng's face against the light, against the sky, it looked inexplicably mysterious.

"Sorry for the long wait." Jing Feng smiled.

She has a nice smile.Chang Ming let out a soft "ah", but his thoughts have not been pulled back from the air.

"Let's go?" Jing Feng lowered his head again, like a shadow on Chang Ming's face, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Don't go." Chang Ming didn't hear the last sentence clearly, his consciousness was a little hazy, and he subconsciously didn't want to let this gentle shadow go away.

Jing Feng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled again.

"Are you tired? But you will catch a cold if you sleep here."

Chang Ming didn't answer his words.

Jingfeng waited for a while, and suddenly put on a mysterious expression: "Chang Ming, let me perform a magic trick for you, and you will be my trustee first."

Chang Ming blinked.

"That's it, you just do what I say later." Jing Feng explained slightly, then stretched out both palms to Chang Ming, and said like a mantra: "Get up~ get up~ get up~"

Chang Ming's eyes widened.

"Qi... Hey, why don't you cooperate with me?" Jing Feng frowned solemnly.

"..." Chang Ming finally came back to his senses, a swearing word was on the string, and he held back in a daze, "Jingfeng, how old do you think I am?"

Jingfeng himself laughed first, waved his hands and said: "Wake up your mind, get up quickly, I'll catch a cold in a while."

He grabbed Chang Ming's arm and pulled him up.

Sitting in the car, Chang Ming was still playing the incomparably miraculous scene just now in a loop in his mind, and he didn't have the energy to pay attention to Jingfeng's speed for a while.

Counting from the first meeting, Chang Ming's impression of Jingfeng ranged from nervous, stupid, to a good brother. Just a few hours ago, he lamented that Jingfeng was too mature, and he never thought for a moment that this person would one day tell a joke.

But today he not only told it, but also made a bad joke, which almost froze Chang Ming to death in this late autumn season.

"What are you looking at?" Jing Feng asked without squinting, and Chang Ming was so frightened that he quickly looked back.

Now it's strange to be serious, who is this.

Chang Ming took out his mobile phone and decisively changed the name of Jingfeng's address book to Jingfen.