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In addition to sharing bicycles, Jiang Yi can also drive shared battery cars.This car can accommodate two people, he and Jin Rong are both so big, and when they were in the car at the same time, the car almost collapsed.

"Can you sit?" Jin Rong asked nervously, "Don't sit down."

"No, just run slower." Jiang Yi asked him to hold his waist tightly, and said confidently, "Trust my driving skills!"

Mr. Jiang's driving skills are really good, "riding the wind and breaking the waves" three or four traffic lights, the wind blows really comfortably at night, it is a bit cold, but they all wear coats, and the temperature is just right at this time.

The shadow of the tree skipped over them, and some leaves were close at hand. Jin Rong stretched out his hand to grab the leaves, but in vain, his fingertips just passed by.He wrapped his arms around Jiang Yi's waist, and stuck to his back with all his heart.

His back is so broad, and he has such a sense of security that Jin Rong is reluctant to leave.Jiang Yi rode crookedly, causing Jin Rong to hug him even tighter.

"Drive faster," Jin Rong said, "It's so slow, you have to stop."

"Don't you understand? The slower you drive, the better your driving skills are." Jiang Yi explained, "A person with really good driving skills can drive as slowly as a person walking!"

"Then I'm getting out of the car! The car is as slow as walking, so why take a car!"

Jiang Yi smiled: "Stupid, I want you to lie on my back for a while, don't you understand?"

Unable to understand, Jin Rong continued to lie on his back, feeling a warm current flow through his heart.

Jin Rong thinks that he has a good vision. Although Jiang Yi looks like a sweetheart, he is still very innocent, dedicated, gentle, and reliable.Fortunately, Jiang Yi liked him, otherwise Jin Rong would hate this world even more if he missed such a good person.

"I want to hug you every day." Jin Rong said, "You will always give me a hug, and you will hug me whenever I want to."

Jiang Yi agreed: "Okay, what else do you want to do?"

Jin Rong thought for a while, then said, "You have to kiss me every day."

"anything else?"

Jin Rong rested his pillow on his back, not knowing what else was there.He doesn't know what it's like to fall in love, and he can't guess it without such a role model at home.Kissing, hugging, physical contact, intimacy, what else?puzzled.

It was time to wait for the traffic light, Jiang Yi stopped the car, looked at him sideways, and said, "I'll bring you breakfast every day, okay?"

"it is good."

"How about coaxing you to eat every day?"

Jin Rong looked at him confusedly: "Why did you coax me to eat?"

"Because you eat too little and are too thin. If you are thin, it is not healthy. I have to make you healthy."

The red light disappeared in the last few seconds, the surrounding battery cars started, and Jiang Yi also started.The wind was blowing by his ears again, scratching the tips of his ears, so comfortable.

Feng loves him, and Jiang Yi also loves him.Maybe this is love.

"I still have to coax you to sleep, you always have insomnia. If you can't fall asleep, it's not good for your health, you know?"

Jin Rong laughed: "If you are with me every day, I will be healthy every day."

Of course Jiang Yi can accompany him every day.Otherwise, I really underestimated him!

Jin Rong hates playing the piano, but he has to practice it.

Even if he is already at his boyfriend's house, even if his boyfriend is taking a shower in the bathroom naked, he still has to practice the piano without distraction, obediently from etude to music, non-stop.

While playing the piano, Song Nianyuan sent him a WeChat message again. It seemed that he was determined to make Jin Rong his closed disciple, and sent him a one-day piano practice plan, as if he wanted to overturn Jin Rong's original course plan.

Jin Rong has to work on the school tunes and the homework assigned by Deng Jiyuan. Now he has to add another homework?He felt overwhelmed.

Why did Song Nianyuan take a fancy to him?Jin Rong didn't understand, for a passive player like him, someone had to force him to learn the piano. He would rather count his fingers in the corner than be No.1 in the limelight.

But the level of art students in No. 1 Middle School is really not good. Even if Jin Rong plays the bombs casually, he can still get No.[-].

"Have you rested?" Jiang Yi knocked on the door and came in, "Do you want to take a bath?"

"Why do you still knock on the door in your own home?" Jin Rong was puzzled.

"I'm afraid you have something to do." Jiang Yi shaved his wet hair back, exposing his forehead, but he was more energetic than usual.

Jin Rong was fine. He put his phone on the piano and sighed helplessly: "Mr. Song from the Conservatory of Music sent me a piano practice plan and asked me to follow it to practice."

"Wouldn't that be nice?"

"What's the matter?" Jin Rong stretched out his hand to hook Jiang Yi and hugged him again. He complained, "I already have a lot of homework. I get one for school and another for going to class outside. Now I have to get another one for no reason. Okay." I'm so tired, I'm only a sophomore in high school."

Jiang Yi patted him on the back and comforted him: "It's okay, I'll practice one for you."

"How do you practice for me?"

Jiang Yi slyly said: "I practice with you every day, you practice a part, I also practice a part, isn't it tired if someone is with you?"

Jin Rong sighed again: "Then you should stop studying and study art instead."

"My mother wanted me to learn art, but Mr. Jiang refused. Mr. Jiang felt that we already had an artist in our family, and we didn't need another one." Now it seems that their family still has an extra artist.

"I'll practice with you, you go to take a shower first." Jiang Yi likes to pat him on the back and tell him to do things, a bit like urging him, "Do you want to eat an apple?"

The way Jiang Yi likes people is to invite them to eat, and they make trouble when they play the piano, sometimes handing them an apple and sometimes milk, which is very annoying.Jin Rong couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you a hamster? Why do you have so much food at home?"

"Because I'm always hungry in the middle of the night." Jiang Yi stared at him practicing the piano, "You didn't have the right beat just now, do you want me to give you a metronome? I have white and black. Which color do you like?"

Jin Rong said he likes white.

In the past, he practiced the piano without a partner, and he was always lonely by himself, and he would slack off after a long time.It's all right now, when a sparring partner appears, he will immediately point out any mistakes, which is much more efficient than before.

Jiang Yi said that he had really been a practice partner. A few years ago, his mother brought a student back. It was a colleague's child. He didn't like to practice piano, so he brought him back to watch practice.Of course, Chen Huai wouldn't watch it anymore, only Jiang Yi, who was taken advantage of, watched him. He practiced with him for half a year, and he has developed a good skill.

"Play this part again later." Jiang Yi pointed to this line and said, "Your left hand always makes noises. It's strange not to have that kind of smashing sound when playing the piano."

Jin Rong played his left hand carefully, but there seemed to be noise no matter what.Jiang Yi sat on the left side, and played the part with his left hand just now, and there was no noise when he played the piano, simply and neatly.

"Don't be too stiff with your hands, don't use brute force! Go down, come up, won't there be no noise? Or is it because your nails haven't been cut clean? Do you want me to cut them for you?"

Jin Rong looked at his fingers. There were no nails. They were as bald as a bare tree branch in winter.

"During the day, Mr. Song said that I played the piano negatively. Am I negative?"

Jiang Yi pondered for a while: "There is one point. When you practice the piano, you always have a drooping face, as if you have suffered a lot."

Jin Rong tried his best to force a smile: "Do you want to do this?"

Jiang Yi leaned on him with a smile, and rubbed his forehead against his neck: "If you don't like to laugh, don't laugh, be good."

Jin Rong plays the piano and wears a mask of pain.Although his boyfriend was by his side and showed him a demonstration during the break, he was still in pain.The time for practicing the piano is calculated by the hour. From 07:30 to 11:30 in the evening, excluding bathing, feeding, and demonstrations, Jin Rong only practiced for more than three hours.

"Are you still practicing? It's okay not to practice, and you can sleep now." Jiang Yi said.

Jin Rong asked, "How long did you practice piano before?"

Then you can't tell.When Chen Huai is at home, he has to practice for four to six hours; when Chen Huai is not at home, it is zero hours.Jiang Yi is a more casual person, and he practices piano according to his temperament. He is used to being free and easy. If he is in good condition today, he can practice for a few more hours; if he is not in good condition, ten hours of practice will be useless.

"Are you sleepy?" Jiang Yi asked.

Jin Rong nodded: "Sleepy."

"Then sleep!"

Jin Rong asked again: "What if I accept the bed?"

This question is worth pondering.Jiang Yi guaranteed that he would not recognize the bed today, and would definitely be able to sleep today, but he still suffered from tossing and turning insomnia.

Jin Rong suffered from insomnia, so Jiang Yi accompanied him to suffer from insomnia.Jiang Yi told him stories to hypnotize him, telling him those boring kindergarten stories.He said: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. In the temple, an old monk told a story to a young monk. What kind of story did he tell? The old monk told: 'Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain'... ..."

After about three cycles, Jin Rong realized that this is an endless story.He yawned, and tears came out of his eyes: "Oh! You are so boring!"

"Are you bored?" Jiang Yi poked his cheek and lips, "You still yawn when you're bored."

"Teacher Jiang is an old monk, and I am a young monk." Jin Rong said.

Jiang Yi felt wrong: "I am a monk, you are a monster."

"What monster am I?" Jin Rong stepped forward and put his arms around his waist and said, "Spider spirit? Bone spirit? Or fox spirit?"

He dragged his voice again, and Jiang Yi's tone softened when he heard such a tone: "Don't hook me."

"Is this called a hook?" Jin Rong gently pinched his waist, "Is this called a hook?" Then he groped down, "Is this called a hook?"

"Jin Rong!" Jiang Yi grabbed his hand, "If you're like this, I won't tell you stories anymore."

"Okay," Jin Rong compromised, "tell me another story."

Jiang Yi thought for a while, and came up with another one: "Once upon a time! There was a little boy, he was a little pianist. People around could only see him playing the piano, but they couldn't see how much sweat he put in behind his back. In fact, the little boy hates playing the piano, but no one understands him."

Jiang Yi touched Jin Rong's soft mouth, and he said lightly: "I don't want to know how many trophies you have, nor how many times you have won No.1. I just worry about whether you are tired or not. Hide here and rest, I will help you lie to everyone."

Jin Rong was stunned for a while, and suddenly he felt his nose sour, and he felt like crying.

"Mr. Jiang, have I told you?" He suddenly wanted to open up to Jiang Yi, "My family is a single-parent family. My mother has been forcing me to learn the piano. She said that learning the piano can make many people admire me. .In fact, she herself admires the person who plays the piano, so she also wants me to become that person.”

"who's that person?"

Jin Rong pondered for a long time, whether to disclose those things at home to him.Jiang Yi is so nice, he will help him keep the secret.If these things can be shared by someone for him, will it be less painful.

So he said it anyway: "That person is my father."

Jin Rong said calmly: "My father was also a piano student before, and he played the piano very well. My mother just saw him play the piano once, so she fell in love with him at first sight. Later she became pregnant with me, and my father and She broke up." He was silent for a while, and then said, "My father didn't want me, my mother secretly gave birth to me behind his back. Over the years, my father has never looked for me, he seems to have disappeared Same. My mother wanted to turn me into a person like my father, she forced me to learn the piano, forced me to be an art student, just so that one day, I could stand side by side with that person."

Jiang Yi didn't know what to say.

"Sometimes I wonder, what is the point of me being born into this world? To be that person, or to be me? I don't think I've ever been 'me'."

"Of course you are yourself." Jiang Yi said, "No one is born to replace others. That is between your mother and your father. No matter how you stand side by side with your father, you will not become him. You Mom can't turn you into your father, can she?"

"Yes." Jin Rong also felt the same way, "I am me, he is him, even if I resemble him, I will not become him."

"Actually, you should have a good talk with your mother. If you really don't want to do it, then don't do it, so that both of you will suffer. Of course I support you. In fact, you can do other things besides art. Learn In terms of art, the road to go in the future is indeed not wide, and it is much better to learn culture."

Jin Rong didn't expect what the future would be like, he only cared about the present, and now he was very annoying and tired.

"Won't mom be worried if you don't go home for two days?" Jiang Yi asked.

Will you be worried?Jin Rong didn't think so.Jin Shiyuan only had her and her daydream in his heart, and it didn't matter what happened to Jin Rong.After all, Jin Rong is just a tool for her to pursue her dreams.

Fang Yizhe probably just came out of his house right now?No need to guess, because it is what it is.

"I don't want to mention her." Jin Rong hugged Jiang Yi tightly, "Let's tell some other stories, Teacher Jiang."