Cannon fodder refuses to recycle!

The Cheng family is well-known in this city.Hongjian, a company founded by Cheng's father more than [-] years ago, now ranks fifth in market value among major enterprises in this city.

Even so, the Cheng family is not the kind who likes to put on a show. The family of three only hired a professional chef and a driver, but none of them lived in the Cheng family. , but did not hire a group of servants like some other "upper class" families who have become rich after being rich.Because the Cheng family is not used to having many other people staying at home all the time.

The chef hired by the Cheng family is very skilled, and he is the apprentice of the state banquet chef.I heard that he was originally hired by a well-known restaurant in the capital with a high salary, but after working for a year, he suffered from a waist problem. After the operation, he couldn't bear the intensity of the work, so he resigned and returned to his hometown, and was then introduced to Cheng's family as a chef.

It's not the first time for Jian Ze'an to eat at Cheng's house, but every time he eats, he is full of praise.

It was the same at this moment, he buried his head in hard work, with joy from the inside out on his face, looking very satisfied.

Sitting diagonally across from him, Cheng Zichen's mother couldn't help but smile: "Seeing Ze'an eat always feels delicious."

Jian Ze'an was enjoying his meal, but he was a little embarrassed when he heard the words. He put down his chopsticks and smiled at his mother: "Auntie's food is so delicious, I can't help but eat a little too much."

"You are growing up at this age, it's a good thing to eat a lot." Mother Cheng was really happy.

She likes lively boys like Jian Ze'an very much. Although her son is excellent, he is called a god by little girls when he goes out, but as a mother, his son is too self-controlled and excellent, and sometimes he lacks the fun of raising a son-of course, this is what he said Going out can make her get sprayed to death by many people who worry about their children's study or living habits and lose a lot of hair. It feels like being cheap and being good.

But people want what they don't have.An enthusiastic and cheerful boy like Jian Ze'an made Cheng's mother really feel like a mother.

Taking another look at her son beside her, Cheng's mother couldn't help but said, "Zichen, you should eat more too. Look at Ze'an eating so happily."

Cheng Zichen glanced at the person opposite who was eating hard, with a smile in his eyes: "I digest food more efficiently."

"Eat efficiency?" Jian Ze'an swallowed a crab roe and lion's head with pleasure, and muttered, "Xueshen is different. But I eat very fast, and my efficiency is not low."

"It's not about speed." Cheng Zichen met the round eyes of the young man opposite him, and said slowly, "You eat a lot, but it's a pity that it didn't turn into nutrition. Look at your height..."

"Hey!"

Jian Ze'an didn't expect him to launch a height attack, and glared at Cheng Zichen angrily. Just about to fight back, he sized up the person sitting upright under the apricot light, but couldn't say anything, so he could only mutter unwillingly: I don't know What's going on, the two of them were about the same size when they were in junior high school, why did this person grow up after the third year of junior high school?

It's fine for Lin Xiao to be a sports student who does a lot of exercise. Cheng Zichen, a top student who studies hard every day, how can you grow so tall?God is unfair, why give him an enviable height after giving him a smart mind? ? ?

After dinner, Dad Cheng came home. Jian Ze'an said hello to the other party, and then said that it was time for him to go home.

Mother Cheng also said to let him stay for a while, but it was really getting late, so she didn't keep him any longer.It happened that the driver hadn't returned yet, so he asked the driver to send Jian Ze'an off first.

Cheng Zichen helped Jian Ze'an carry the schoolbag to the door: "Remember to finish the questions when you go back. If you can't, take a picture and send it to me. I'll tell you tomorrow."

"Yeah, good." Jian Ze'an nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Cheng Zichen saw through his perfunctory at a glance, and emphasized again: "Don't be fooled. The idea of ​​solving the problem is written on the side. But what you said is to study hard. If you keep fooling around, I won't help you make up lessons in the future. "

In fact, Cheng Zichen said these words eight times if not ten times.After all, it wasn't the first time he helped Jian Ze'an make up lessons.

Many times when the deadline is near, Jian Ze'an, a scumbag student, will divert his attention from the game comics and give some charity to study.

However, the time is limited, and even if it's a temporary hug, he still needs to know how to hug, so he couldn't help but hug a bunch of snacks and ask Cheng Zichen for help with a "flattering" face.Cheng Zichen often helped helplessly, and then he didn't forget to warn Jian Ze'an that he would not help him if he didn't study normally and came to him before the exam.

But both of them knew that Cheng Zichen would not really refuse to help, so Jian Ze'an usually just listened casually.

But this time, after Cheng Zichen gave a warning habitually, he saw Fa Xiao's expression beside him suddenly froze.

"Zean?"

"Huh? What?"

The boy responded indiscriminately as if he had suddenly come to his senses.

Cheng Zichen frowned and looked at his expression: "What were you thinking just now? Your face turned pale."

"It's nothing." Jian Ze'an forced a smile.

Following Cheng Zichen to study at Cheng's house for more than two hours, probably because his mind was either on doing the questions or on eating and bickering with Fa Xiao, he had somewhat forgotten about the three dreams.

But Cheng Zichen's words, that sentence "I won't help you make up lessons in the future", suddenly sounded like the zero o'clock that Cinderella heard, waking up the fantasy dream.

Obviously it was what Cheng Zichen often said, but Jian Ze'an's whole heart was tense because of such a sentence, as if being entwined and hung by a silk thread.

With the slightest pulling pain and fear.

--if.If those dreams are real predictive dreams, then the phrase "I won't help you make up lessons" is no longer a joke among friends, but a real future.

Throughout the whole day, Jian Ze'an was busy remembering the important nodes in the three dreams, and thinking about how to compare it with reality. Although he was also faintly panicked by the ending of the dream, after all, there was no sense of reality—as if someone listened to the dream. When people say that a disaster has occurred, they will instinctively feel afraid, but they may not have a real feeling about the pain and despair that the disaster will bring.

On the contrary, it is the finger scratched on the edge of the neat page when turning the book, which can make people feel the instant pain more intuitively.

Cheng Zichen's casual sentence was like rubbing the side of a brand-new book with his fingers, and it was suddenly scratched, causing instant pain, which made people know what it means to connect fingers to a heart.

Jian Ze'an clenched her back molars tightly, shaking her head in the sudden panic: "I feel a little uncomfortable all of a sudden."

"What's the matter? Otherwise, you are still resting at my house? I don't feel relieved if you do this."

"It's okay, it's just a sudden one. In the past two days... I have eaten too much ice cream and my stomach is not feeling well." Jian Ze'an randomly searched for reasons, and did not dare to look into Cheng Zichen's concerned eyes.Thinking about the final indifference and coldness of those eyes in the dream, he suddenly felt really uncomfortable.

Cheng Zichen didn't know whether he believed it or not, he was silent for a moment and sighed: "Then you still eat so much for dinner."

"Because it's delicious." Jian Ze'an replied subconsciously, pulling his schoolbag from Cheng Zichen's hand, trying to show the same smile as usual, "I'm going home. Thank you so much today—I'll treat you to dinner then." string."

The relationship between the two of them is too formal to be born, so even if the financial conditions of the two are very good, a meal is enough.

"...It's just that you like to eat." Cheng Zichen sized up the person opposite, and seemed to see that Jian Ze'an's face was not so pale, and he felt relieved, and his tone also brought a smile, "Okay, don't talk, come back sooner." Home. If you are not feeling well, don’t work too hard today, go back and rest early. See you at school tomorrow.”

"Hey—okay, bye."

Jian Ze'an waved to him, and then got into the driver's car of Cheng's family.

It was already eight o'clock when I returned to Jane's house.

As soon as Jian Ze'an entered, Aunt He, who was cooking and cleaning at home, greeted her: "Master Ze'an is back? Master Zeping just came home and was watering the flowers on the balcony."

Jian Ze'an changed his shoes and put down his schoolbag, and was about to go to the balcony to take a look, but the sliding door of the balcony was already opened.

His elder brother Jian Zeping came out, wearing suit pants and a shirt, the tie was still untied, only the suit jacket was taken off, holding a watering can in a very unmatched hand, but it instantly made the whole person look like an elite The man showed a hint of homely atmosphere.

"Zean."

Jian Zeping raised his eyes and saw Jian Ze'an, with a smile on his face,

"How was the meal at Cheng's house?"

Jian Ze'an watched his brother walking towards him in the warm light, his eyes were full of warmth, the chaos of the whole day and the shock of Cheng Zichen's unintentional words came to his heart in an instant.

His eyes became hot, he was afraid of losing face, he quickly lowered his head, and replied vaguely: "That's it."

"Huh?" Jian Zeping seemed a little surprised, walked up to him and patted his younger brother's head, "Why this evaluation? Isn't Chef Li cooking dinner today? Don't you like his cooking very much? If it wasn't for the Cheng family's relationship with us It’s too close, I’m sorry, I’ve long wanted to poach someone over and let him do it for you.”

Jian Ze'an's mood was turbulent at first, but when he heard his brother's indulgent tone, a soreness welled up in his nasal cavity, and his eyes almost got wet in embarrassment.

The love from family members that used to be considered ordinary suddenly became so precious under the premise that those absurd dreams seemed to become a future reality.

Only then did Jian Ze'an realize how good his elder brother had been to him before, and on the other hand, he also inevitably feared the future in his dream.The elder brother who has been so good to him since he was a child will be disappointed and even indifferent to himself, to the point where he agrees that his younger brother will be kicked out of school. This future makes Jian Ze'an shudder.

He tried desperately to think about the time of the third dream. It seemed that at the beginning, Xu Changjun met Jian Zeping in the game half a year after moving?

This made Jian Ze'an feel relieved: There are only two households on the first floor of the house where Jian's family lives. Three months ago, the elderly couple of the neighbor's family moved to another city to live with their son. The house seems to be listed for sale, but they didn't hear it. Say someone new has moved in.

So there is at least a while before the story begins?It's not certain when that Xu Changjun will move in.

Thinking of Xu Changjun, Jian Ze'an felt uncomfortable: If the dream is real, this person should really be the former e-sports player Light!On the eve of the finals, don't say goodbye to Light who couldn't give a decent explanation!As a die-hard fan who used to have true feelings, he was so fanatical at the beginning and then became so angry. Jian Ze'an can be said to think that he has a lot of things to scold.

but……

Jian Ze'an quietly glanced at his brother, Jian Zeping's expression was almost pampering under the light.

Could it be that because of my boredom with Xu Changjun, my brother who treats me so well will alienate and ignore me?

However, if Xu Changjun is really that kind of irresponsible person, it is impossible for Jian Ze'an to just watch his brother be with such a person.

The young man had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he couldn't help showing a little melancholy and confusion on his face.