Warm Water Spirits

Jiang Yunqi really wanted Pei Zhe to lose his job.

Or the company goes out of business.

Later, after learning from Aunt Song that Pei Zhe's "company" could not go bankrupt, Jiang Yunqi fantasized that one day Pei Zhe would be fired, and then he wouldn't have to go to school (Jiang Yunqi didn't want to go to school every day for a while) , he can go out with Pei Zhe to find a job.

Work at sunrise, and rest at sunset.

Jiang Yunqi has a simple sense of small farmers.

But Jiang Xiaonong never looked forward to this day.

Aunt Song opened the door.

One big and one small all bent down to take off their shoes.

Aunt Song was very pleasantly surprised: "Mr. Pei is back. Pei Yue called in the morning, and Yun Qi thought it was you, so she didn't even wear her shoes, so she jumped out and answered the phone."

Jiang Yunqi imitated Aunt Song's words, and smiled: "Don't wear any shoes...jump out—"

"Yun Qi." Pei Zhe glanced at him.

Jiang Yunqi shut up, still smiled, and pulled on his slippers to look for something to eat at the dining table.

Aunt Song followed behind and asked, "What did Yun Qi have for lunch?"

"Hot pot. I'm not full. There are too many people."

"Pei Yue called?"

Pei Zhe hung up his coat, took off his suit jacket, and took off his tie as soon as he got on the plane. It was a bit hot in the room, so Pei Zhe unbuttoned two shirt buttons with one hand, and carried the documents into the study with the other.

Jiang Yunqi ate a banana, turned around and followed her, "Yes. In the morning. Said to tell her as soon as you came back. She didn't call you."

"That'll be on the plane."

Pei Zhe put the documents on the desk, took out his mobile phone to call Pei Yue, walked to the bookshelf and stretched out his index finger to scan through the lines to find the corresponding year documents.

Jiang Yunqi raised his head to look decently. He didn't know what Pei Zhe was looking for, but his eyes were also lingering on the bookshelf with a meticulous expression.The mouth does not rest at all, biting down on bananas in small bites, the frequency of movements is similar to that of domestic hamsters.

Pei Zhe noticed out of the corner of his eye that it was a little funny, so he didn't say anything.

The phone didn't get through.

Jiang Yunqi went out after eating the bananas, and came back with a bowl of freshly washed creamy strawberries.

Pei Zhe sat on the sofa and flipped through the stack of materials he brought back, his eyebrows were very faint, and he was in a state of contemplation.The laptop is turned on, and from time to time, a subtle beep of incoming mail is heard.The fatigue from just getting off the plane seemed to have faded a lot. At this moment, the headlights were on, and the floor lamp beside him was off. The shadow fell on one shoulder of Pei Zhe, with a straight nose and a firm outline.

Jiang Yunqi stood a few steps away from Pei Zhe, ate some strawberries and took a look at Pei Zhe.After a while, when he was almost done eating, he sat beside Pei Zhe holding the bowl.With the wet red color of strawberries on the fingertips, Jiang Yunqi squeezed one, and interjected while watching Pei Zhe turn the page: "Brother Pei, do you want to eat?"

"You can eat." Without moving his eyes, Pei Zhe quickly wrote a few lines with a pen in the blank corner.

Jiang Yunqi put down the strawberries and looked over, it was a calculation formula.The handwriting is slightly scribbled, but the strokes are steady.

Jiang Yunqi couldn't understand.

"Did you do your weekend homework?"

Seeing Jiang Yunqi withdraw his gaze, Pei Zhe turned his head and fiddled with the few strawberries in the bowl absently, and asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Yunqi immediately stopped playing, sat up straight, and sighed heavily: "No."

"Do it." Pei Zhe frowned, not looking at anyone.

"Oh."

Jiang Yunqi didn't move.

After a few seconds.

Pei Zhe looked up from the paper with serious eyes.

Jiang Yunqi immediately reached out his hand past Pei Zhe to reach for the tissue on the other side, busy explaining, "I'll just wipe my hands—"

In a panic, the red juice dripping from his fingers fell on the front of Pei Zhe's shirt, and then dripped small drops on the clean white paper.

For a moment, Pei Zhe wanted to laugh but didn't know what expression to make on his face.

Jiang Yunqi came back rubbing a big ball of tissues and put it on his chest.

Pei Zhe simply didn't move, leaned back, gave enough space, and held the pen to watch Jiang Yunqi's frightened jump.

The paper towel that was pulled back wiped Pei Zhe's clothes without even caring about drying his hands, and it became more and more messy.The broad chest was calm and the temperature was right, but Jiang Yunqi's palms were damp and hot.It cannot be wiped down any further.It was just a little red at first, but the more he rubbed it, the more dizzy it became.Jiang Yunqi let go of his hand, he was so worried that he wanted to beat his chest, not daring to look at Pei Zhe, he lowered his head again with a mournful face, and went to make up for the little pink on the paper.

Pei Zhe couldn't help laughing, but didn't make a sound.Clasping Jiang Yunqi's fluttering wrists with one hand, his tone can't be said to be good or bad: "Why didn't I realize that you are so troublesome before?"

Jiang Yunqi looked up at Pei Zhe, "I'm sorry..."

Pei Zhe ignored him, and took out a tissue with the other hand to wipe Jiang Yunqi's fingers, palms and backs of his hands. After wiping, he let go of Jiang Yunqi's wrist, met Jiang Yunqi's eyes, and said with a stern expression, "Don't want to do homework?"

"Thinking about it." Jiang Yunqi made a correct statement.

Pei Zhe waited for a while.

"I don't want to do it now." Jiang Yunqi lowered his eyes.

"Then when do you want to do it?"

"How about you finish your meal?" Jiang Yunqi stared at the color on Pei Zhe's shirt that he had dyed.

Pei Zhe didn't answer.

Jiang Yunqi knew that this meant it was impossible.

Under Pei Zhe's silent gaze, Jiang Yunqi slowly left the sofa, as if following the execution ground, and carried a bowl of strawberries to the desk.

Pei Zhe watched it for a while, but there was nothing he could do with Jiang Yunqi.

Asking him to do his homework is like losing his mind.

It is estimated that the homework written is also soulless.

"Let's do it after dinner."

Pei Zhe compromised, and when Jiang Yunqi looked back brightly, he added a sentence without any room for negotiation: "I will make it as soon as I finish eating."

Jiang Yunqi nodded, and came back non-stop with strawberries in his arms. This time, he sat a shoulder distance from Pei Zhe, sat properly, and then continued to eat strawberries after a false alarm.

Dinner is not very good.

It is also uncomfortable to eat too much cold stomach.

In the end, Jiang Yunqi ate two mouthfuls and got off the table to do homework.

Aunt Song felt distressed and worried, and began to complain about Pei Zhe. Watching the study door close, she said obliquely, "Mr. Pei won't let Yun Qi eat it if you don't eat it. It's for you brothers to eat together. How can he eat that?" A lot? It’s hot pot again at noon, and I don’t know if I’m eating cleanly or not..."

Aunt Song sighed.

Pei Zhe didn't speak, his expression remained calm, and he picked up vegetables to eat by himself.

"It was the same last time. Mr. Pei didn't even eat the grapefruit. Yun Qi ate it all by himself. My stomach hurts at night. Mr. Pei doesn't know, does he?"

Pei Zhe was as quiet as a playing card, and Aunt Song became a little angry, so she stopped eating and put away the bowls and chopsticks and went into the kitchen to make a late night snack for Jiang Yunqi.

The isolated Mr. Pei ate alone.After eating, I found that my status in this family is a bit delicate.

Jiang Yunqi was lying on the table playing with erasers, his expression was somewhere between fugue and meditation. The Chinese composition only wrote the title and a small line of eight characters at the bottom with punctuation marks: "Winter is coming, everything is dying..." The handwriting is not Regular, with left and right.

Jiang Yunqi caught sight of Pei Zhe coming in, sat upright, propped his forehead and thought about "Winter's Story" (the title of the composition) seriously, his eyebrows were frowned so seriously that he could crush a small flying insect.

"'wither' typo in 'wither'."

Pei Zhe glanced at Jiang Yunqi's handwriting. It was a bit similar, but he didn't know when he learned it.

Jiang Yunqi simply crossed out the first line, depressed.

Pei Zhe smiled lowly, every time he did his homework, it was like killing him, "Is your stomach feeling better?"

Jiang Yunqi nodded twice, "It's better."

"Eat less cold fruit. If you can't eat it, don't eat it."

Jiang Yunqi thought for a while, "It's edible."

Pei Zhe also thought for a while, "Give my brother something to eat next time."

"You said you don't want to eat it." Jiang Yunqi still remembers it vividly.

"I said you don't want to eat it, so you ate it all?" Pei Zhe didn't change his face.

Jiang Yunqi: "..."

Afterwards, Jiang Yunqi continued to fight against "Winter's Tale".

After Pei Zhe finished the work that came back early, he began to answer emails one by one.

Jiang Yunqi couldn't continue writing, so he started to write in English.

It was also painful to do English, and Jiang Yunqi began to lose his mind.Suddenly remembering that he hadn't told Pei Zhe about joining the team, Jiang Yunqi finally found something to do, and turned to look at Pei Zhe who was focused on answering emails.

"what happened?"

Pei Zhe put down his laptop, sighed silently, and turned to look at Jiang Yunqi.

"Brother Pei, I have something to tell you."

Pei Zhe lowered his head again, "Have you finished writing the winter story?"

Jiang Yunqi: "...No."

"Let's talk after we finish writing."

Jiang Yunqi was instantly disheartened.

Boiled for more than an hour.

Jiang Yunqi stumbled and stumbled, and finally expressed clearly the philosophy of "all things wither, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold".

Pei Xueba's efficiency was several times higher than Jiang Xuezha's. He had already finished processing the emails, and he continued to call Pei Yue while standing on the balcony.

Still nobody answered the phone.

Jiang Yunqi took the composition paper and found Pei Zhe, who was leaning against the balcony and pointing at the phone with one hand, with a distressed expression: "Brother Pei, I finished writing."

Pei Zhe took it over and looked at it.

It is five lines away from the [-]-character mark.Pei Zhe smiled, and looked up at Jiang Yunqi.

Jiang Yunqi looked seriously injured.

Pei Zhe smiled, touched Jiang Yunqi's head, "Go take a bath first."

Aunt Song came over and understood what was going on at a glance, and boasted: "Yun Qi wrote so many words?"

Jiang Yunqi knew that Aunt Song was comforting herself, but it was so strange how she heard it.

Pei Zhe immediately laughed out loud.

Jiang Yunqi lowered his head and went to the room to take a shower.

Suffering from homework, Jiang Yunqi lay on the bed after taking a shower and didn't recover for a long time.Aunt Song warmed up the milk, and Jiang Yunqi wanted to sleep after drinking Invincible, so that when Pei Zhe came in with the composition paper, Jiang Yunqi was already wrapped in the quilt and confused.

Pei Zhe didn't embarrass him, didn't mention the matter of writing words, touched Jiang Yunqi's hair to see if it was dry, stood beside the bed and smiled, "You don't have the strength to speak yet?"

Maybe it was because the snoring on the top of the head was too comfortable, Jiang Yunqi blurted out: "Brother Pei, can I skip the college entrance examination?"

Pei Zhe stopped smiling, and his eyes seemed to have substance. After seeing Jiang Yunqi for a while, he sat on the side of the bed and pretended to have a long conversation, and said patiently, "Why do you have such an idea?"

Under Pei Zhe's gaze, Jiang Yunqi gradually came to his senses. He was a little timid, rubbed his hands against the quilt, and said bravely, "My grades are not good."

Pei Zhe remained silent.

Jiang Yunqi began to feel uneasy.

After a while, Pei Zhe said, "What are you going to tell me?"

Jiang Yunqi felt that Pei Zhe was angry.Although you can't see it at all.But Pei Zhe's eyes that fell on him still changed slightly, as if they could penetrate to the deepest point.

Jiang Yunqi was even more intimidated, "You will get angry when I say it."

Pei Zhe just looked at him and asked, "Have I ever lost my temper with you?"

Jiang Yunqi thought for a while, "No", but immediately said: "But you will send me to Sister Pei Yue."

"I said no."

"Not even if you don't take the college entrance examination?"

"Jiang Yunqi."

Pei Zhe immediately darkened his face.

Jiang Yunqi's expression drooped instantly.

Obviously it can be said well!

Why do you say no to the college entrance examination!

——Why are you touching my head!

Jiang Yunqi pulled the quilt and rubbed aside, Pei Zhe sat on a corner of the quilt, Jiang Yunqi didn't move, and was about to cry in the end, so he simply solidified himself, wrapped in the quilt and remained motionless.

The atmosphere is not good.

Jiang Yunqi didn't want to take the college entrance examination, which really gave Pei Zhe a headache.He knew that there was a high probability that Jiang Yunqi would fail the exam, but he still hoped that Jiang Yunqi would not give up easily or give up lightly.

There are too many difficult roads in this world, not just the college entrance examination.

But as Wen Cuo said, he also needs more patience.

"Yun Qi, let's talk about the college entrance examination later." Pei Zhe slowed down, "What do you want to tell me?"

This time, Jiang Yunqi's expression was as if he would "cut off his love" if he said it. He wished that time could turn back and nothing happened.

say what?Said he wanted to play games professionally?

"I don't want to talk."

Jiang Yunqi doesn't want to be "dead in love".Don't even want to die.

Pei Zhe was slightly startled, and then laughed angrily for a moment, "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you don't like me."

A sentence was thoughtless, and Jiang Yunqi was stunned when he finished speaking.

exposed...

exposed!

Can not be done!

This is a bigger impact than "I don't want to take the college entrance examination"...

What would Pei Zhe think of him?

—— Tired of studying, don't want to take the college entrance examination, and still fall in love early!

Pei Zhe must be very disappointed in him...

Jiang Yunqi swore that he had never been so responsive in his life.

In the second gap between the words, Jiang Yunqi stared at Pei Zhe for a moment, his clear blue eyes reflected the shadow of the person in front of him, not letting go of any fluctuations in Pei Zhe's face that resembled disappointment, doubt or astonishment , opened his mouth and said quickly: "I'm afraid you don't want me. I'm afraid you will send me away. After all, my surname is not Pei. I'm an outsider..."

That reckless liking was instantly framed into the dependence of family affection, which seemed justifiable and upright.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yunqi, who was not out of breath, closed his eyes and turned around, for fear that Pei Zhe would notice the unusually fast heart rate.

Can't let him know.

No.

At least not now.

Jiang Yunqi's heart beat like a drum.

Pei Zhe's expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.

It's just that the hand holding the composition paper is slightly tight.

Jiang Yunqi didn't notice.

After a while, Jiang Yunqi heard Pei Zhe say to him, "Don't think about it. Go to bed early."

Pei Zhe turned off the light.

The bedroom went dark in an instant, and a beam of light in the living room stretched to Jiang Yunqi's bed.

When the door closed behind him, Pei Zhe lowered his head and found that the composition paper had long been wrinkled.