to deceive

He nodded several times.

"It's getting late, and An Chen must be tired after walking all day today, so go back and rest earlier."

"Where do you live, Xifeng, let me see how to get there?"

"I live in Rujia near the Book Building."

Jiang Xiaoran thought for a while, "Then I'll take you back to the hotel first, and then Mr. Hou, so that I can also go home on the way."

Hou Shujian had asked Jiang Xiaoran where he lived before, but now that he thought about it, it was not a polite way, it was indeed a drop in the road, so he didn't make any excuses.

On the way back, Ye Xifeng kept teasing Hou Anchen, unwilling to be lonely. Fortunately, Hou Anchen is now his brainless fan. He listened to what Ye Xifeng said with a happy and excited smirk. Hou Shujian looked at his silly son, thinking in his heart, " There's no help," Shaking his head in despair.

Before leaving, he also earnestly told Hou Anchen to study hard and improve every day, Hou Anchen couldn't stop nodding, and said goodbye to the idol.

After Ye Xifeng left, no one talked to Hou Anchen for a moment, and Hou Anchen fell asleep bit by bit.The weather is not too cold now, and he is not afraid of catching a cold after falling asleep, so Hou Shujian didn't wake up his son.Then there was a brief silence in the car, Hou Shujian said: "It's okay, An Chen is a heavy sleeper, he can't wake up when he whispers."

Jiang Xiaoran, who was driving the car, pondered for a moment. Hou Shujian was not good at finding topics, so he opened his mouth in a considerate manner.

"Today I met two authors I like in one day, it's like dreaming."

"After seeing the essence of the author clearly, is it like waking up from a dream?"

"It's not the feeling of waking up from a broken dream," Jiang Xiaoran smiled, "It's the feeling of going from fantasy to reality. I used to think that Ye Xifeng would act like a male god in his life, but I didn't expect him to be so off-line. A big boy; but he used to think that he was not like a real person, raising a ten-year-old child, and cooking by himself every day," he nodded seriously, "and the food is so delicious. In fact, speaking of it, I feel Hou Sir, you are a better person than I imagined before."

Hou Shujian sat in the back seat and looked at Jiang Xiaoran, all he could see was the sharp and beautiful lines of his jaw and neck. The light and shadow of the street lamp fell on him, as if even what Jiang Xiaoran just said was covered with a layer of uncertainty .

Jiang Xiaoran is such a beautiful person.

Hou Shujian lightly tapped his fingers on his knees, and the thoughts that surged up in his heart disappeared instantly, and he said with a smile: "I always feel that the key point of your sentence is 'cooking is delicious'..."

Jiang smiled and said: "The point is, you are better than I imagined."

Hou Shujian was silent for a moment.

He thought, should he directly reject it?Whether it is long-term pain or short-term pain, the right to choose now seems to be in his hands.If he didn't say anything and continued to play dumb, Hou Shujian didn't think he could be exposed.He is obviously very sensitive to emotional matters, but it is very natural to pretend to be dull, but this seems to have let down Jiang Xiaoran's sincerity, but if he goes straight to the point, it will inevitably cause some harm to Jiang Xiaoran, and... If we meet again in the future, there will be nothing but embarrassment.

... It's better not to let Jiang Xiaoran waste his feelings on him anymore.Hou Shujian saw Jiang Xiaoran's dedication and hard work, and he deserved better rewards.Thinking so grandly, Hou Shujian made a self-deprecating voice in his heart: I am really selfish.

The messy thoughts in his head were still playing with each other just now, but Hou Shujian quickly calmed down, and looked out the car window with some indifference: "If I were really that good, An Chen wouldn't be without a mother forever."

Jiang Xiaoran comforted: "Mr. Hou, you are so good, you will always meet someone who really appreciates you, admires you, and loves you. I..." Hou Shujian interrupted Jiang Xiaoran with a wry smile: "Thank you for your comfort. I should complain about the negative emotions to you, sorry. But I have never given up all these years, and I have kissed many times, but it has never been successful..."

Jiang Xiaoran opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything. A complex expression flashed across his face. Hou Shujian couldn't see Jiang Xiaoran's expression. Seeing that he didn't reply, he talked more uncharacteristically, and continued: "I was planning to give up at first. , I passed it alone, but after hearing your encouragement, I plan to work harder, and I hope I can borrow your good words."

"Mr. Hou, I..."

"Mr. Jiang, you don't need to drive into the community, I can just get off at the gate."

"It's okay, it's not far away. An Chen is also exhausted today, so let him take a few steps less." After speaking, Jiang Xiaoran had already driven the car downstairs to Hou Shujian.

"It's not too late, Mr. Jiang, go up and sit down for a while, shall we?"

"...No, I've been walking for a day today, so I'd better go back early." Jiang Xiaoran smiled, but Hou Shujian felt that the smile was a bit forced.

Hou Shujian pulled Hou Anchen who had just woken up and got out of the car. Jiang Xiaoran turned the car around, pressed the window, and opened his mouth to say something.

Hou Shujian was calm on the face but looked at Jiang Xiaoran nervously, afraid that he would say something... more bluntly.Just as Jiang Xiaoran uttered a word, Hou Shujian suddenly felt someone approaching beside him, and before he could react, he greeted a familiar hug. This sudden incident made Jiang Xiaoran take back what he was going to say.

"Little Shujian, do you miss brother?" The man bent down and buried his head on his shoulder, rubbed his head, clicked his tongue as if dissatisfied, and simply hugged Hou Shujian and walked around in a circle.

Hou Shujian punched the opponent on the shoulder, knocking him half a step away.Damn, everyone is so tall, right? !Rubbing his hands, Hou Shujian smiled at Jiang and said, "I'm sorry, that's my brother, Hou Chisu." After finishing speaking, he said indifferently to Hou Chisu, who immediately came up to him, "This is Mr. Jiang, I My son's music teacher."

Hou Chisu frowned and smiled: "Mr. Jiang, hello, thank you for sending the letter back. Would you like to go up and have a rest?"

Jiang Xiaoran frowned slightly and then quickly let go, with a peaceful smile on his face.

Hou Shujian thought to himself: What he said is the same as if he is also the owner of this place.

Jiang Xiaoran refused with a polite smile, and then said: "Then I'll go first, Mr. Hou..." As he spoke, he realized that there were actually two Mr. Hous here, so he smiled and said two words, " letters."

六

Hou Shujian listened to the sudden change of address, and said goodbye to Jiang Xiaoran without much reaction, but Hou Chisu's expression showed a little scrutiny.

Jiang Xiaoran's car drove out of the community and drove smoothly on the road.Jiang Xiaoran recalled the Hou Chisu he met just now, and the last look in his eyes was not so much scrutiny, but a touch of hostility.Jiang Xiaoran's expression was complicated, and he nodded with his fingers holding the steering wheel, and murmured in a low voice: "Brother..."

Hou Shujian took Hou Anchen's schoolbag and pushed Hou Chisu upstairs. Hou Chisu turned his head and said helplessly, "If I knew you were going out, I would have called to ask, but I will be here before dark."

"It happened suddenly. The author An Chen likes has a book signing today. What are you doing here so suddenly?"

Hou Chisu took it for granted, "Your brother is still looking for a reason for coming to your house?"

After entering the door, Hou Shujian asked Hou Anchen to take a bath to prepare for a rest, and went into the kitchen by himself to rummage through the stored ingredients, preparing to cook a few simple dishes for Hou Chisu.

Hou Chisu was leaning loosely on the kitchen door, with his long legs crossed, and he propped up a small kitchen door into a flat photo, "Cook less, I won't eat much at such a late hour."

Hou Shujian didn't turn her head back: "I didn't intend to do more for you. Don't stand here, you go to tidy up the bed in the guest room first."

"The two of us haven't slept in the same bed for a long time, right? The last time was in junior high school?" Hou Chisu didn't leave, his eyes rested on Hou Shujian's back.

"Yeah, since I am over 1.7 meters tall, the single bed is too crowded for the two of us." Hou Shujian was not moved at all.

Hou Chisu didn't force it, instead he said: "I'll clean up the bed later, don't you never contact An Chen's teacher, why did you suddenly go out with his music teacher?"

"He is also An Chen's tutor now."

Hou Chisu was thoughtful: "That's it."

Seeing that he stopped talking, Hou Shujian talked about other things: "Let's go home together tomorrow." He was stirring the dishes in the pot, "I don't know if our mother has found a suitable little girl."

"Your brother, I'm not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for? I've been urging my mother to find a partner for you all day long, but I can't match any of them." Hou Chisu frowned.

"An Chen is ten years old, do you think I'm in a hurry?"

"An Chen is ten years old, what is there to worry about?"

Hou Shujian had nothing to say, and came out with two plates of food. Hou Chisu took a plate at the door and put it on the dining table. Hou Shujian also put the plate down, and said in one word: "Eat."

"This time there is meat, not bad."

Hou Shujian thought that they were all prepared for Jiang Xiaoran, and said, "The rice in the pot should be hot, if you want to eat it yourself, I'll make you a new bed sheet."

The bed in the guest room was covered with a dust-proof sheet. Hou Shujian slowly folded it up. The flying dust still made his nose itchy. He wrinkled his nose while holding the new sheet. Take out the pillow and quilt from the cupboard and put them on the bed.After tidying up and returning to the dining room, Hou Chisu was still eating slowly.

The five members of the Hou family, their parents and elder brother, are not slow to eat. Only he and Hou Chisu, in Madam Hou's words, eat very slowly. Of course, Hou Shujian never felt that way.

Probably because they are twins, Hou Jisu and Hou Shujian have many similarities in their living habits—although their looks and personalities are not very similar.

Hou Shujian has a low sense of presence, in crowded places