Out of place

Cheng Boyan knew that his mother would say these things. Although Xiang Xi has restrained himself a lot and has changed a lot, people who don't know him often can still feel it, especially his mother had contact with Xiang Xi before.

It is not easy to hide Xiang Xi's temperament that is different from ordinary children, and he has never let Xiang Xi pay attention to this aspect. He likes to see the real Xiang Xi, and he does not want to force things written in his bones. Items change.

But for parents, such items certainly do not meet the requirements.

"It's just that the words are rough, and sometimes the temper is a little anxious," Cheng Boyan smiled, "He will pay attention immediately when he says something, and he is quite sensible."

"Bo Yan," my mother looked at him, "Don't think I'm taking too much care..."

"How could it be?" Cheng Boyan put his arms around his mother's shoulders and walked slowly along the road to the parking lot, "You don't care much about it."

"What does his family do?" Mom asked.

"His family..." Cheng Boyan thought for a while, "He has no parents, he is alone."

"Alone?" Mom was a little surprised, "Did your parents die?"

"I don't know if he died or not, and he doesn't know either." Cheng Boyan hesitated for a while and didn't make it too clear, "It must have been abandoned."

"Oh..." Mom frowned, "Then he must have had a hard time alone, did he grow up in an orphanage?"

"...Hmm." Cheng Boyan nodded.

He seldom lied, the atmosphere at home has always been relaxed, he didn't need to lie, but regarding Xiang Xi's matter, he couldn't make his mother accept Xiang Xi in such a short time, he could only hide part of it first.

"That's it, no wonder he didn't go to school," my mother was silent for a while, "Then he is learning tea ceremony now?"

"Well," Cheng Boyan said, "it's Mr. Lu who the boss likes very much. Didn't my dad go to drink tea with him, and he should know about it."

"Then..." Mom seemed to want to ask something, but after thinking about it, she didn't continue to ask, she just patted him on the back, "Bo Yan, tell mom, why do you like Xiang Xi?"

"This question is too difficult to answer," Cheng Boyan laughed, "Let me think about it."

"Just say what comes to mind," my mother also smiled. "After all, you are so serious this time, so I asked so many questions. It's easy to tell your dad later, or I don't know what to say if he asks a lot of questions."

"Xiang Xi," Cheng Boyan said slowly, it's really hard to say clearly, "He's very real, he has no pretense, he lives a straightforward life, and it's clear at a glance whether he likes it or doesn't like it..."

"It can be seen," my mother said with a smile, "I don't like your old aunt so much and I don't show face so much in person."

"He also worked very hard," Cheng Boyan smiled. "To be honest, he had a very hard life, and it was very... But he never gave up. I think this is what attracts me. He wants to live, change, and move forward. , as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he will not stop."

His mother saw that he didn't speak, and he paused for a while: "Isn't it a bit hypocritical to say that?"

"It's okay," my mother said, "Is there anything else?"

"Others?" Cheng Boyan laughed after thinking about it, "He's pretty good-looking and has a cute personality."

"Ouch," my mother patted him, "I'm too old to watch this."

"You have to read these even when you're 80," Cheng Boyan hugged her, "Is this answer okay?"

"I can't do it now, I can only do it," my mother sighed, "You are like this, you can't listen to what others say."

"I can listen to it," Cheng Boyan said immediately, he wanted to know more about his mother's opinion, "tell me."

"Bo Yan," my mother paused for a while before closing her smile, "The things about him that attract you now, such as personality, experience, and background, are all things that you can't see among the people around you, but one day, it will be so fresh Afterwards, these things may become the source of all kinds of conflicts between you."

Cheng Boyan didn't speak, but looked at his mother.

"He is young and his temper is uncertain, and no one knows what will happen in the future," my mother also glanced at him, and continued unhurriedly, "I don't want to interfere with you, but I have to remind you that you are well-matched." It’s not just an old saying, it’s also reasonable, we don’t say whether we are worthy or not, we only talk about whether it is suitable, growth background, family environment, knowledge, experience, vision, none of you are similar, but after the passion passes, Those are the things that keep you going as far as you can go."

Cheng Boyan still didn't speak, and quietly let his mother finish speaking.

"I don't deny that two people who don't fit in can come together in the end," my mother looked down at her watch, "but the chances are too small, maybe he will grow up and get closer to you, but I still have to say it." Say, after all... Now I am only your son."

"Mom," Cheng Boyan said softly, "I know."

"Okay, I won't say too much," my mother smiled, "Everything I say is just a reference for your own affairs, and you can grasp the general direction yourself."

Cheng Boyan parked the car, and when he got out of the car with a few bottles of jam, he saw the members of Song Yi's bodyguard team again, the same three, and he wanted to go over to say hello, but probably Song Yi told them to hide, then A few saw him and walked away.

Not knowing if Xiang Xi went out today, he quickly stepped into the elevator.

When he got home and opened the door, he was stunned. Xiang Xi was lying sprawled on the floor, he didn't move when he entered the door, he seemed to be asleep.

"Hey!" Cheng Boyan closed the door, and shouted while changing his shoes, "Human mop!"

Two seconds later after shouting, Xiang Xi suddenly opened his eyes, bounced off the ground, shook the table twice and stood firm: "Are you back?"

"What are you doing?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"Dangdang!" Xiang Xi took a step back, "Look! This floor can kill fleas!"

"Have you wiped the floor?" Cheng Boyan changed his shoes, looked at the floor, and it was still clean.

"Yeah!" Xiang Xi took the bag in his hand, "I wiped it for almost two hours! I'm exhausted! In fact, it's not dirty at all, and the paper isn't too dark!"

"It's amazing," Cheng Boyan went over and kissed him on the forehead, "Thanks for your hard work."

Xiang Xi chuckled twice, and went into the kitchen with the bag.

"Go take a shower." Cheng Boyan changed his clothes and walked into the kitchen, "I'll make food, can I make bread tonight?"

"Okay, let's have some sweet mashed potatoes. I bought some potatoes." Xiang Xi pointed to the potatoes on the table, "Let me help you, I've taken a bath."

"Mashed potatoes are sweet too...washed?" Cheng Boyan was stunned, then turned to look at him, "After washing, you still lie on the ground?"

"The ground was wiped cleaner than my face and I just lay down for 3 minutes." Xiang Xi said.

"You are asleep." Cheng Boyan still looked at him.

"I..." Xiang Xi thought for a while and waved his hand, "All right, all right, I'll wash it again."

Xiang Xi only stayed in the bathroom for about 5 minutes, counting the time of undressing and wiping, Cheng Boyan estimated that he just got wet with water and it was over.

"What should I do?" Xiang Xi stood beside him.

"Wash the potatoes." Cheng Boyan was taking a measuring cup to weigh the flour. "How about putting some raisins in the bread?"

"That's right, I like raisins," Xiang Xi said while washing potatoes, "Hey, can I grant a request?"

"The bread is made sweeter," Cheng Boyan said, "isn't it?"

"Yes!" Xiang Xi laughed, "You are really the roundworm in my stomach."

"Shut up and don't disgust me." Cheng Boyan frowned.

"Then let me change it, you are really in my head..." Xiang Xi thought for a long time but couldn't think of a suitable word, "A piece of brain?"

"No more sugar in the bread!" Cheng Boyan put back the sugar jar he had already brought.

"Don't, don't, don't..." Xiang Xi quickly threw the potatoes and put the jar in his hand again, "I won't say anymore, I want sweet bread, thank you dad."

"Wash potatoes." Cheng Boyan amused him with his words.

Xiang Xi washed the potatoes according to Cheng Jiepi's request, and put them one by one on the plate, waiting to be steamed.

While watching Cheng Boyan making bread, he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Did you call Director Xu today?"

"No, but..." Cheng Boyan glanced at him. At first he didn't want to mention it, but when he saw the look in Xiang Xi's eyes, he decided to tell the truth, to hide some from his mother and not to hide from Xiang Xi , all for the same reason, "I ran into her when she was going to the hospital to get a report for my grandma, and we chatted for a while."

"Ah," Xiang Xi leaned against the desk, and smiled, "The chat didn't go well, did it?"

"It depends on how you define 'not so good'." Cheng Boyan poured the flour into the bread machine.

Xiang Xi's sensitivity made him guess the content of his conversation with his mother at the first moment, which made Cheng Boyan feel distressed suddenly.

"It's not good, it's not good. It doesn't matter how you define it. I already guessed this sentence when you asked," Xiang Xi sighed softly, "Actually, I just asked casually. There will be other ideas."

"My mother is just talking about her thoughts and won't interfere with my decision." Cheng Boyan washed his hands, pulled Xiang Xi into his arms and patted her gently, "I only made some suggestions for me, it has nothing to do with you , you don’t have to worry about anything, it’s fine now.”

"Of course it has nothing to do with me," Xiang Xi said in a low voice, "How can such an educated person as Director Xu ask me anything? If your mother is like your old aunt, she will directly say what to do with that child." How about it, otherwise how about it..."

"You are really... smart," Cheng Boyan laughed, "But I still say that, you can do what you are now, and you don't need to change anything deliberately. Whether you are moving forward or running forward, you need Time, I happen to have a lot of time."

I have sweets for dinner, which is quite special, grape bread, mashed potatoes with milk and mango meat.

Xiang Xiting likes to eat sweets, and he eats it very happily, but after eating, he feels a little depressed. He looks at the food on the table, frowns and touches his belly: "I'm obviously not full, but I can't eat any more. .”

"I'm tired of it," Cheng Boyan smiled, "I wanted to make black pepper mashed potatoes, but you said you want sweet ones, so the bread has to be sweet."

"Black pepper?" Xiang Xi turned his head suddenly, his eyes sparkled, "Black pepper mashed potatoes?"

"...All right," Cheng Boyan stood up helplessly, "Let's make another one with black pepper."

"Great," Xiang Xi leaned back on the chair happily, "You know, you can still handle the mashed potatoes, please practice more."

Cheng Boyan made mashed potatoes with black pepper, and served him tomato and egg soup. Xiang Xi was all rolled up, and it was only when he recovered that he felt his stomach was full.

Clutching his stomach and walking around the room a few times, Cheng Boyan dragged him downstairs and walked for half an hour under the stalking of the bodyguard team.

When he was lying on the bed at night, he was still rubbing his stomach: "It's really evil, I feel that my little stomach is comfortable now."

"In the future, we can't eat salty and sweet food together. It's easy to overeat." Cheng Boyan lay down and rubbed his stomach for him. "Let me tell you, my dad used to be my eldest...it was his brother. During the Chinese New Year, he ate steamed stuffed buns. A steamed stuffed bun, drink a bowl of sweet porridge, want to eat steamed stuffed bun again, eat steamed stuffed bun and want to drink sweet porridge again, just eat it back and forth like this, and end up in the hospital.”

Xiang Xi laughed for a long time: "Did you do this before, it's hereditary."

"No, it's probably passed down to you from another generation, son." Cheng Boyan said solemnly.

"I still don't admit it," Xiang Xi still laughed, "every child has done this before."

"I really don't have one. I've always been smart and self-controlled, and it's just my brother..." Cheng Boyan stopped talking halfway with a smile, and said after a while, "Anyway, I don't have one."

Xiang Xi didn't speak, and raised his hand to touch his face.

"Go to sleep." Cheng Boyan grabbed his hand, kissed his palm, and turned off the light.

Xiang Xi turned over and squeezed beside him, hugged him, and put his legs on him.

"I think," Cheng Boyan said, "one pillow is enough for the two of us, and your pillow is just a decoration, let's put it away tomorrow."

"No, my pillow takes up space," Xiang Xi said with a small smile, "proves that the bed occupies half of me."

"It's not just this bed." Cheng Boyan smiled.

Xiang Xi squeezed closer to him again, resting his chin on his shoulder, and asked after a while: "Huh? Are you being honest today?"

"Why, have you thought about it?" Cheng Boyan's hand touched his buttocks along his legs and squeezed, "If you think about it, I can..."

"I'm just asking casually," Xiang Xi clicked his tongue, "Can you still chat?"

"I'm tired today," Cheng Boyan turned his head and kissed him, "Are you going to the tea room tomorrow? I don't know if I can make it in time to take you there."

"It's okay, there is a bus all the way to the intersection, it's quite safe," Xiang Xi smiled, "And Brother Song and the others will definitely follow."

"In the evening, you must follow," Cheng Boyan sighed, "It's not easy to feed the mosquitoes, so how do you eat?"

"Master said the other day that it's okay if you don't eat. He has refreshments to eat together." Xiang Xi rubbed the tip of his nose on Cheng Boyan's earlobe, "He made it himself, and I want to learn from him."

"Then buy a pot and take it with you before you go, so that you can compensate others." Cheng Boyan said.

When Xiang Xi went to Old Man Lu's teahouse the next day, he didn't bring a pot, but he stuffed two mangoes in his bag, planning to eat it while chatting with the old man.

Those three people from Song Yi followed behind him from a distance. At first, he was thinking whether he should ask those people to come up with him when he got on the bus, but they drove the car and followed them. There, they just abandoned their cars and walked.

Xiang Xi clicked his tongue if he knew their car was coming, and he didn't have to sweat all over.

Old man Lu's tea room was lit, Xiang Xi jumped up and ran up, before entering the door, he heard the sound of a piano coming from inside, he was stunned, the old man is playing the piano?

No, it should be the old man's apprentice who can play the piano.

When he opened the door, the sound of the piano in the room stopped. He looked, and sure enough, old man Lu was sitting at the tea table, with a piano on the side and a man sitting behind him.

"Master," Xiang Xi called out, "I'm here."

"Have you eaten yet?" Old man Lu smiled and waved at him, "Come."

"I haven't eaten yet," Xiang Xi replied truthfully, "I was thinking of coming over for a snack..."

"That's just right," Old Man Lu smiled, "Let me introduce you to my other apprentice, Hu Hai."

"Hu Hai?" Xiang Xi felt that the name sounded a bit strange, but he still greeted Hu Hai, "Hello, my name is Xiang Xi."

"Hello," Hu Hai smiled, stood up from behind the piano, walked to the tea table and sat down, "Xiang Xi, your name is very special."

"That's right," Xiang Xi said, looking at this man. On Yunshui Fanxin's day, this man was wearing a white coat, and he looked like another old man. Today, after seeing clearly, he realized that he should be about the same age as Cheng Boyan, " Your name is also very... special."

"The rivers, lakes and seas," Old Man Lu said while making tea, "it's very grand."

"You have to be educated to hear it." Xiang Xi immediately relaxed when he saw that this person was not the old man he imagined, "If I listen like this, I can think of eating and drinking. ..."

Hu Hai was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It's also pretty good, as soon as you hear it, you can live comfortably."

"Eat dim sum." Old man Lu took a few plates of dim sum on the table and put them in front of Xiang Xi, "If you're not full, let Hu Hai cook two more dishes. His skills are much better than mine."

"Ah?" Xiang Xi looked at Hu Hai with some surprise. This man is quite upright, and he still has a bit of a posture when he plays the piano. It's a bit hard to connect him with cooking.

"Do you want to drink instead?" Hu Hai laughed.

"Drinking tea, drinking alcohol, it's all the same." Old man Lu began to fiddle with the tea set slowly to make tea, "Xiang Xi, what we drink is actually not a specific thing, but a state of mind, a feeling."

Xiang Xi nodded and looked at old man Lu, making tea and fiddling with the tea set in an ordinary way, but the old man's movements always showed a style that he couldn't learn. This was probably his state of mind.

When old man Lu was about to get the kettle, there was a ding sound in the next room, and he stood up: "The shortbread is ready, I'll go get it, Xiang Xi, make some tea."

"Me?" Xiang Xi took the tea and tea shovel hesitantly.

Although he already knew the general process, but let him get started suddenly, he was still a little confused.

It's fine if he's alone, and it's okay to let Old Man Lu take a look. The key is that the person sitting next to him is Hu Hai, whom he is not familiar with, or Old Man Lu's apprentice who has already graduated from the teacher, so he is a little uncomfortable.

Glancing at Hu Hai, he was watching with interest while eating a piece of shortbread.

Xiang Xi took a breath, put the tea into the teapot, then reached for the kettle with one hand, and tried to push the dessert plate in front of him with the other hand.

"I'll do it." Hu Hai stretched out his hand to help him.

Xiang Xi felt something was wrong when he just picked up the kettle, but when he brought the kettle to him, he realized that something was wrong because...the handle of the kettle was slippery as if oiled!

And because he couldn't hold the handle firmly, the body of the pot began to tilt at a speed he couldn't control. Just when he wanted to throw the pot directly on the ground, the water in the spout flowed out and poured directly on Hu Hai's hand that was moving the plate. superior.

"Fuck!" Xiang Xi yelled, threw the pot on the ground, and jumped up.

Hu Hai suddenly retracted his hand and shook it, frowning and taking a breath.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Xiang Xi shouted in shock, "Is it burning?"

Today, the tea that Old Man Lu took was black tea, the water temperature must be 90 degrees, and it might be foamy after pouring it. He grabbed Hu Hai's hand and looked at it, and it was already red.

Ruined!

I burned my brother's hand as soon as I entered the teacher's gate, how can I mess around after that!