Confucian General [Ancient and Modern]

Weekends always go by so fast, it seems like it's just time for a nap, and then it's Monday again.

As the weather gradually turned cold, Su Shang squinted his eyes under the quilt, stretched comfortably, and rarely had a lazy posture.

Maybe it was because the quilt was too warm, when the hands of the watch reached [-]:[-], Su Shang even had a feeling of not wanting to wake up.

Taking a deep breath, Su Shang got up, and when he approached the window, he heard the sound of rain outside.

It is the most comfortable to be able to sleep at home when it rains.

Su Shang smiled slightly, put on his shoes and washed.

Today is the final exam, and after passing it, they will prepare for the college entrance examination—just like the elections in ancient times, being able to win the leader is something that every township is proud of.

When Su Shang went out, he happened to see Su Miao slapping his face, "Sister, do you still have to go to work today?"

"Hmm." Su Miao snorted, then squeezed some breast milk on her hands, and said while wiping, "Su Cong is no longer in the company, so I will transfer back."

Su Shang blinked, and the movement of holding the umbrella was half a beat slower.

Sure enough, Su Miao's next sentence was, "It's still comfortable working beside Su Heng."

"There's nothing wrong with Su Cong." Su Shang subconsciously felt that he didn't like Su Heng, and he defended Su Cong even more in words, "He just doesn't like to talk."

"Oh, it's alright, Ah Shang." Su Miao rolled her eyes at Su Shang, shrugged and said, "You still don't know him, Su Cong..." Su Miao made a 'tsk tsk' sound, and then Shaking his head, he felt that it was not moral to speak ill of people behind his back, so he stopped continuing.

"But to be honest, although he is indifferent, he really has nothing to say at work," Su Miao said, "It's just that when facing him, I always feel like I've been stripped naked, and I can't hide anything. live."

Su Shang snorted softly, and let's take Su Miao's words of complete weakness as an encouragement to Su Cong's ability - Su Cong has been the emperor for 20 years, and in terms of work, he said that the second is that there is absolutely no People dare to be the first.

For this question, Su Shang is still very confident.

Su Miao didn't finish her sentence, she held her face and shyly posed a lotus finger in the mirror, "It's better to be Su Heng, he is handsome, rich and capable, he is the dream lover of all the girls... "

Su Shang opened the door expressionlessly, and said to the background of Su Miao, who was pitying herself: "Sister, you'd better be more reserved."

Up to now, he suddenly felt that he began to sympathize with Su Heng.

Su Miao hummed softly, then hummed and continued to make up.

Fang Li went to live with his grandparents these two days, so only Su Shang went to and from school alone. When Su Shang walked out of the corridor holding an umbrella, he saw a black umbrella in front of him, standing upright in the light rain by Su Cong.

Su Shang was taken aback for a moment, slightly lost in thought.

He still remembered that during the Jin and Yuan Dynasties, Aobie was just a prince at that time.

At the beginning of the new dynasty, everything was unstable. As the only eldest son of the emperor, Aobie was always inseparable from him in the capital before he turned fifteen, whether it was travel, clothing or food.

It was often snowy at that time, and Su Shang stayed in the martial arts training ground for a long time. Whenever this time, Su Cong would carry a hand stove, followed by a small attendant holding an umbrella, standing in the corridor for a long time.

It was as if every time he turned his head, he could see someone smiling and looking at him in the corridor.

Su Cong was facing the door with his back facing the door, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding the umbrella. It was cold outside, and he could see the obvious foggy white in his breath. Su Cong's hand holding the umbrella was probably already cold. I don't feel anything anymore.

Su Shang frowned and quickened two steps.

Su Cong seemed to have noticed someone behind him, so he turned his head and took a look. The second he saw it was Su Shang, his expression of indifference and indifference suddenly changed.

"Ah Shang." Su Cong walked two steps with a smile, Su Shang felt helpless and looked at the car behind him, "Why don't you wait in the car?"

Su Cong just laughed, Su Shang felt helpless, touched his umbrella hand, it was as cold as ice.

Pushing Su Cong into the car, Su Shang breathed a sigh of relief from the heater in the car, and then he saw the thin clothes on Su Cong, "It's freezing cold when it rains after autumn, why are you wearing such thin clothes? ?”

"I didn't pay attention." Su Cong put his hand in Su Shang's hand, and then said with a smile, "Ah Shang, it's cold."

Su Shang smiled helplessly, took off his scarf which was still warm and put it on for Su Cong, and then said: "There is heating in the class, and there is a car on the way to and from school, so just bear with it."

"Okay." Su Cong's eyes sparkled, and he was about to say something, but he heard Su Shang continue: "The exam ends at eleven o'clock, so you should go home early, so don't delay on the road."

"...Aren't you going to have lunch together?"

Su Shang tilted his head, "You should wear more clothes tomorrow, it's too cold today."

What does it mean to lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot? Su Cong has lived his whole life, and he has completely understood the essence of this sentence.

Until the end of the exam, Su Cong had a stinky face—the expressionless face turned colder, and he didn't dare to approach him at all.

It is really lucky to say that Su Shang and Su Cong are in the same examination room, probably because they are both "later" students, so the seats are also very close to the front and back seats.

... Then Su Cong began to boldly copy the paper with confidence.

The invigilator on the podium didn't know what was wrong, he turned a blind eye and didn't seem to notice Su Cong's unscrupulous behavior at all. Su Shang had no choice but to kick him lightly on the Step on your own stool.

Su Cong retracted his feet without changing his face, and continued to write vigorously.

After the exam, Su Cong was still not very happy. Su Shang went out to have a look. The rain had stopped, but the air was very cold. The students in the exam room were discussing the answers, and there were cheers and laments from time to time. Su Shang, who felt this atmosphere once, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"You still have to study hard in the future," Su Shang thought about Su Cong just transferred to another school, and maybe he couldn't keep up with him all of a sudden, obviously he forgot that Su Cong had already completed his doctorate.

"Ah Shang." Su Cong put away the umbrella and followed Su Shang with a pencil case, "Writing these things now is like asking a professor who is well-versed in scriptures to compete with children on the rules of spelling letters."

Su Shang paused, then frowned, "You are right in saying that, but today's test is mathematics."

Su Cong... turned his head to the side.

After all, Su Cong, who was looking unhappy, was finally persuaded to go home, and Su Shang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When he went home holding an umbrella, he didn't notice the white car parked downstairs, only after he entered the corridor, the car door opened, and it was Su Heng who got out of the car.

Su Shang was surprised, he didn't think the other party was looking for Su Miao at all.

The aunt at home asked for leave today, and the reason was not explained. It seemed that the situation was rather urgent, so Su Shang let him go home. In other words, the aunt was anxious and had no choice but to call Su Shang. Su Shaoqing is not at home today.

Su Heng was wearing a suit, with a gentle smile on his face. He nodded to Su Shang first, and then waved his hand to the back, signaling the driver to move the car aside and not to block the road here.

Su Shang turned his head to welcome Su Heng upstairs.

"Father and sister are not here today, what a coincidence that Mr. Su came." Su Shang looked gentle and made him a cup of tea.

Su Heng laughed dryly, but he didn't expect Su Shang to hit the point right away, but the rhetoric he had thought up and was about to utter was forcibly blocked back—a little ecstasy.

Su Heng, who hadn't suffered from anyone other than his younger brother for a long time, suddenly felt that Su Shang was really different.

"Ah Shang, it's too presumptuous to come today." Su Heng quickly regained his composure, took a sip of tea, and when the strong tea fragrance poured into his mouth and nose, his eyes widened suddenly.

"Good tea!" Influenced by his family, Su Heng is also a tea lover, but there are very few people who understand the tea ceremony, and in addition to the busy drinking table, he rarely has time to enjoy it.

"It's just an ordinary hair tip." Su Shang smiled lightly, turning the teacup in front of his nose, just sniffing lightly, without intending to drink it.

Su Heng smiled, put the tea cup on the table, straightened his face, and said seriously: "Ah Shang, you are a good boy, but I hope you can listen carefully to what I say next."

Seeing this, Su Shang became more serious.

"When Cong Cong was born, my mother was born prematurely due to a car accident and almost had a hemorrhage, so the family loved him very much. It's just that the child didn't like to talk since he was a child. It wasn't until he was seven years old that he was diagnosed with mental retardation."

Su Shang frowned.

Su Heng let out a sigh, looking very distressed, "This situation lasted until he was eight years old. On his birthday, the family invited someone to play, and a child got into a fight with Cong Cong, and Cong Cong was pushed down by him. After entering the swimming pool... After waking up, my intelligence suddenly returned to normal, but since then."

Su Heng paused, then looked at Su Shang, and said very solemnly: "Since then, Cong Cong has become a different person, he is very unfamiliar with everything, no matter who he is, he will not allow anyone to approach He took one step, and later when it was discovered that he had a tendency to self-harm, the family installed surveillance cameras in his room and corridors, and once he walked out, someone would follow him."

Su Shang clenched her teeth tightly, almost tasting the blood in her mouth, "I saw the scar on his wrist."

Su Heng clasped his hands tightly, and looked a little worried, "It was bitten out by himself when he was nine years old..."

"The family has not interrupted the psychological treatment for him. After he showed self-harm tendency, all the things in his room that could be used as sharp weapons were put away." Su Heng did not explain what kind of situation Su Cong was in. He almost bit off his own wrist, but changed the subject, looked at Su Shang earnestly and pleadingly, "I came to see you today, not so much as a warning...it's more like a request."