I took this hole

He used the name of the class monitor to help the head teacher arrange the venue, and he really gave up when he saw the vacant seat next to Mama Du.

Du Jing felt aggrieved. There were no people in the huge campus. All the students were enjoying their holidays. Parents and teachers sat in the classroom thinking about their children's studies and grades. Du Jing went to Jiangcheng alone to take Under the wall where he skipped class, he cried quietly by himself.

It’s as if that person was still squatting here yesterday, turning around with a smile and saying to him, “I’ve grown so big, you’re the only one who dares to step on my shoulders.” He could smell the fragrance of the boy...but today he was separated from that person by such a long distance.

It wasn't until today that Du Jing realized that the distance between him and Jiang Cheng was really too far, just like what Sun Jinnian said.

Maybe this is a distance that he may not be able to catch up with in his life, which makes him always have a kind of uneasy panic, like quicksand that can't be held in his hands, time hidden in his heart that can't be left, and he will throw it away in a blink of an eye , don't even know where to look for it.

He even complained a little: Jiang Bingcheng, how could you interrupt my routine so recklessly and leave without saying hello?

The winter of this year seems to be colder than in previous years, and tears can turn into ice on the face; this year's child, for the first time, tasted the obsession of asking for more than what he wants—at an immature age , He wanted to trade everything he had for an obsession.

At this time, he didn't even know what kind of existence he was asking for, and he didn't even know how earth-shaking changes this existence had brought to him, so that his life was already in the summer of his first year of high school. , it diverged another way.

From now on, there is no turning back.

036

The New Year's Eve of the Jiang family has always been lively and cold.

Jiang Cheng looked at the peace and warmth on the dining table with the corners of his lips curled up, but his eyes were covered with a layer of coldness and intimidation.

"How is Ah Cheng over there? Are you still getting used to it?" Not long after the conversation started, the conversation was led to him.Jiang Cheng raised his eyes, not unexpectedly seeing his second aunt's caring smile full of elders.

Jiang Cheng paused for two seconds as if unintentionally, and then put down the sand cup he was caressing in his palm, "The weather in Los Angeles is very pleasant. If Second Aunt has time, she can go for a walk."

"Oh, I don't have such good luck. Things in the unit are very busy, and the grand sister above is not a worry-free person." The second aunt waved her hand, and the last sentence seemed to complain unintentionally, and she He took it away again, "No matter how good this Los Angeles city is, it can't compare to my home. Young people just go out and have fun, don't delay the big things in the future. In terms of educational environment, no other place can compare to the imperial capital, Ah Cheng Am I right?"

Jiang Cheng raised the cup in his hand, gave the second aunt a serious look, then stood up, smiling decently: "I'm a junior at the table, and I was in a hurry to go to Los Angeles before, and I couldn't talk to a few of you after that. Greetings from uncle and aunt, Chengzi will borrow this cup to accompany you first. Uncle and aunt, please don't argue with me, a junior."

After speaking, the wine in the glass was also drunk. After sitting down, Jiang Cheng Quansaku didn't see the different eyes from the elders amidst the laughter, picked up the chopsticks and pointed to the cold plate on the table.

Jiangcheng's second aunt sat there laughing awkwardly, and the annoyance in her heart could not be suppressed.It's just that she also knew that she was the one who provoked this thorn first. After being sent back with a glass of wine in Jiangcheng, she could only swallow the blood. It's whitish.

She turned sideways and glanced at the neighboring table without any trace. Her eldest son, who was already in his early twenties, was still sitting at the junior table, and his expression was not very good-looking.

No one of them could have imagined that when Jiangcheng came back from Los Angeles, after entering the door, there was no second word to say hello, but from the first day when he sat down to eat, he was still greeted by the old man who hadn't spoken at the beginning. Named and brought to the main table.

"Your second aunt is right," Mr. Jiang, who had been sitting in the main seat for a whole night, unconsciously buckled the armrest of the chair, with a serious expression on his face, "The educational environment in Los Angeles can't keep up, you'd better come back as soon as possible .”

"The pressure of competition in Los Angeles is not too great," Jiang Cheng said, raising his face, with a half-smile, "It would be better if grandpa asked me to bring my household registration with me. I can settle down at my grandfather's place at any time."

"..." Old Mr. Jiang didn't speak, but his face darkened slightly.

"Acheng."

At this moment, a silent man beside the table stopped the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at Jiang Cheng with neither joy nor anger.

"..." The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth curled up, and an almost mocking emotion flashed past his eyes, but it disappeared in a flash.After sitting for a while, Jiang Cheng picked up the napkin at the side and wiped the corner of his mouth lightly, then got up in a calm tone: "I'm full."

When he turned around and took a step, the old man's sideways gaze fluctuated, "Half an hour later, go to the chess room, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Cheng stood there for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth indifferently: "Okay, Grandpa."

About half an hour later, Jiang Cheng stood in the chess room on the second floor, looking indifferently at the night driven out by street lights.It wasn't until the door slammed behind him, followed by the old man's footsteps, that there was a turmoil in his expression, and he calmed down after a while, and he was never seen again.

"grandfather."

He lowered his jaw slightly, and his movements and demeanor seemed very respectful.

The old man did not answer, walked to the side of the long table and sat down.When he was young, his leg was ailing due to his military work. Although he is enjoying his life in peace now, he still cannot avoid being accompanied by a walking stick. Holding the shiny round jade stick head in his hand, he lightly tapped the floor , looked towards the opposite side of a chessboard and gestured: "Sit."

Jiang Cheng obeyed and sat down.

Mrs. Jiang put the crutches in his hand on the armrest beside him, and raised his eyes slightly: "Professor Nan...how is your health recently?"

"Grandpa is in good health, please worry about Grandpa." There was no emotion on Jiang Cheng's face, and his tone was still respectful.

"What about you?" Mr. Jiang touched a soft nail, frowned in dissatisfaction, but quickly relaxed, "Are you used to living in Los Angeles?"

Jiang Cheng still looked indifferent: "It's okay."

"...You must talk to me with this attitude?" The old man suppressed it, but he still couldn't suppress the anger rising in his heart. The Jiang family is sorry for the Nan family, but you are my grandson after all! In the final analysis, your surname is Jiang—this is a blood relationship that you cannot deny!"

"..." Jiang Cheng's hand twitched convulsively in the voice, his body tensed suddenly, and his eyes suddenly raised were filled with suppressed and negative emotions. Even the old man Jiang who was sitting opposite thought that Jiang Cheng would When I was angry and violent like half a year ago, I saw that the storm in front of me calmed down without warning.Jiang Cheng lowered his gaze again, and slowly clenched his hands, his voice filled with endless slump and fatigue, "Yes. I never denied it. Grandpa doesn't need to remind me...I will always remember it."

The old man Jiang looked at the grandson in front of him who seemed to have rewrapped himself into a dormant state, with indescribable complex emotions in his heart. He knew that this child might have endless resentment towards the Jiang family, but he cherished it: "...you Grow up, Jiang Cheng."

Jiang Cheng lowered his eyes, as if he had never heard of it.

The old man Jiang didn't care, and slowly looked out of the window with slightly cloudy eyes, "I am an old man who will eventually die. I don't care about so many people in the Jiang family, and I can't be so thorough. I don't expect the Jiang family to accept your future. I just don't want to see you push yourself to the wrong path... You may reject the Jiang family, but it can give you a boost, it can make you reach that level faster and more likely, it can make you You do what you want to do—even these, do you want to refuse?"

Jiang Cheng was silent for a while, then raised his head: "My mother didn't marry into Jiang's family for profit, it's just that the person she loved was no longer what she once fell in love with. One tragedy is enough, I won't leave them again The old road—when I reach the position you expect me to go to, I will not be able to help myself, and even if I don't want to, the Jiang family will still be my inseparable bond and reliance."

Mrs. Jiang stared at him for a long time before saying: "You are my most valued heir. Even your fathers are far behind you at your age, so I will not allow you to leave the Jiang family easily. At least for now, You haven't rejected my capital yet."

Jiang Cheng looked at Old Master Jiang with complicated eyes, he didn't expect his grandfather to speak out so unscrupulously.

"Okay, you go back first, there is no consequence for a stalemate; you are always a little rebellious at this age, I can allow you to go to school in Los Angeles, but there is a limit to everything, and I don't think I need to teach you the principle of moderation. "

"...Grandpa, good night." Jiang Cheng nodded, got up and walked out.It wasn't until the door of the chess room closed behind him that Jiang Cheng slowly raised his eyes, revealing the indifferent and cold color inside.

When Jiang Cheng returned to the room, the screen of his mobile phone on the glass coffee table happened to light up. He walked over, glanced at the screen silently, and picked it up.

"Grandpa, Happy New Year's Eve."

There was silence for two seconds on the other side, and a low laugh came: "Jiang Bingcheng, Happy New Year's Eve."

"..." Jiang Cheng's fingertips holding the phone lightly trembled, but a smile crept onto the corner of his mouth, his eyelids slowly drooped, and his voice was low