After being seized by the pillow man

The next morning, Xi Han woke up and went to have breakfast after taking a shower.

Jiang Tian and Feng Yiran were sitting at the dining table, and Ruru was sitting next to Jiang Tian. The little girl also woke up early, with a flower tied in her hair, and blinked her eyes. When she saw Xi Han, she called out, "Third Uncle good."

Xi Han smiled and said, "RuRu is good."

Jiang Tian supported Ruru from behind, took a bun for her and handed it to her lips, letting Ruru smell it and take it away, take it away and smell it again, the little girl was so angry that she stretched out her hand, Jiang Tian teased her and said: "Ru Ru is happy!" Don't you like little uncle?"

Ruru stared at Baozi and said she liked it.

Jiang Tian said: "Does Ruru like little uncle? Ruru likes buns."

Even so, he handed the food to the little girl and told her to slow down and be careful.

Feng Yiran took a sip of the porridge, glanced at Jiang Tian and laughed: "If you like it, go and have one, don't tease the little niece."

Among the juniors, only Jiang Boran has children, and Ruru is sweet and sweet, so he is naturally the family's favorite.

Jiang Tian raised his eyes and stared at Feng Yiran, his face blushed when he remembered something, he choked out a sentence for a long time: "I... am still young."

In fact, he is already an adult. There are people in this circle who have never been separated from others since they were teenagers. There are still a few people who are as innocent as Jiang Tian.

Because Xi Han and Jiang Yu are supporting him, Jiang Tian seldom goes to various occasions to be contaminated with worldly ways, and Mrs. Jiang's second wife orders her to strictly discipline him, so Jiang Tian will not grow into Jiang Huimin's virtue, so he is very innocent.

Feng Yiran laughed out loud, "Then go and have a look."

He looked at Xi Han and said, "Isn't there a game tonight, bring Xiaotian along."

The game of playing ticket is the most common kind in this circle, a group of second and third generations gather together, and everyone makes a fuss together.

The wealthy circle will never lack these.

Xi Han looked at Jiang Tian, ​​with no expression of joy or anger on his face: "Do you want to go?"

Jiang Tian was pleasantly surprised: "Can I go?" He always wanted to go, and sometimes he even wanted to see and see secretly.

Xi Han put his bright eyes in his eyes, and said calmly after hearing the words: "Yes, I will take you with me tonight."

Jiang Tian was extremely happy, he hurriedly cooked two bowls of rice, and happily went to choose clothes for tonight.

Seeing him like this, Feng Yiran turned to Xi Han and said, "Why isn't Jiang Yu here? He didn't get up?" It's past seven o'clock in the morning.

Xi Han: "Should be doing morning exercises with the old man."

Xi Han guessed right, Jiang Yu was indeed doing morning exercises with Mr. Jiang.

There is a zelkova tree in the backyard of the Jiang family. The ancients paid attention to the front laurel and the back eucalyptus. There is a saying that it is a kind of ardent hope and blessing for future generations, but Jiang Yu does not know whether this blessing is useful, anyway, autumn leaves are yellow and fallen It is extremely inconvenient when doing morning exercises.

Mr. Jiang was waving a sword under the tree, and fallen leaves fell from time to time, like the protagonist of a martial arts drama.

Jiang Yu just practiced for a while, and now she is covered in sweat.

He simply stopped practicing, and stood under the tree watching. After a while, the old man came over: "You young people are exhausting your body now."

Jiang Yu said: "We can't compare with your old one."

This is not self-effacing, Jiang Yu feels that he really can't compare with Mr. Jiang now.

Mr. Jiang smiled, looked at Jiang Yu and said, "You have worked hard. The burden of these years has been on you."

It is difficult for the elders of the Jiang family to take on important responsibilities, and Jiang's aunt also married into the Feng family, and Jiang Yu is the heir being cultivated now.

Jiang Yu listened quietly, knowing that there was another sentence.

Sure enough, he heard Mr. Jiang say: "I used to think that the power should be in my own hands, but later I realized that I need someone to help me. It's hard to grow alone. You have to build a good relationship with your brothers. "

Say three points, and the remaining seven points are what you really want to say, and you have to listen to what you want to hear.

Jiang Yu's smile faded now.

The son of Zhilan Yushu used to be as warm and moist as jade, but now this jade is a bit cool.

Jiang Yu always kept his mouth shut before, but this time he said: "Don't worry, old man, I won't do the things that brothers fight against each other."

He helps the elders upwards and supports the younger ones downwards. He is naturally a long-sleeved, skillful dancer who always makes others comfortable, but it seems that he should not have a temper and temper.

Jiang Yu glanced at the fallen leaves on the ground. The leaves of the zelkova were lightly spread on the ground, and the soil underneath was no longer visible: "I know Xi Han's discomfort, but I really didn't do it."

Grandma Xi left in a hurry. It took less than two hours from the onset of the illness to her death. She was cremated seven days after her death. Xi Han was abroad at that time, and even with wings, he had to fly for six hours. It was inevitable that he would miss the old man's last face. Things, but missed the funeral this is man-made.

Mr. Jiang didn't smile anymore, he just looked at him fixedly, as if trying to tell whether he was lying or not.

Jiang Yu laughed at himself: "This is a wonderful job, I can't help it."

If the old man had been dying for a long time, and Xi Han was dragged back abruptly even though he could catch up, that would be a dead end, and Xi Han would definitely investigate.

But let him know that he can't see him for the last time, and let him miss the funeral. This method seems a bit cruel and gentle.

There was a needle hidden in the cotton, but the force was deliberately restrained when the injection was made, as if it was a lesson and warning from the family.

You are an illegitimate child, so you can't attend the Jiang family's funeral, so you can't touch the interests of the Jiang family.

If it was put on Jiang Tian, ​​a neurotic and silly kid, he might not be able to figure out what to do if he was sad for a while, but if he put it on Xi Han, this method was brought into full play.

He thinks a lot, has a lot of scruples, and his mind is entangled.

Xi Han handed in his resignation the next day, and since then stayed away from the circle of interests, wishing to draw a clear line with his family.

Mr. Jiang closed his eyes, he was very tired: "Is it made at home or by outsiders?"

Jiang Yu said, "An outsider, but I don't know which one."

The Jiang family also has many opponents, and there are not a few who have been staring at each other and want to tear their flesh. A light and ingenious trick can just drive a wedge between them.

There are really not many descendants of the Jiang family, and there are even fewer who can be used. If one is missing, it will hurt the muscles and bones.

The old man of the Jiang family sighed softly, and he shook his hand: "Go and eat."

When Jiang Yu returned to the dining table, Feng Yiran and Xi Han were also there. They didn't do anything after eating. They typically had a full breakfast and waited for lunch. They spent the afternoon carelessly, and at night Xi Han took Jiang Tian with him. go out.

Jiang Tian was wearing a suit with a dark pattern tie on the neckline, and a collar insert on the inside of the shirt. He also used garters to prevent the trousers from wrinkling. How about Xi Han dressed like this?

Xi Han looked at it, and after a few seconds of silence, he gave him a thumbs up. He looked very casual, wearing a suit, and leaning lazily in the car.

When you arrive, you enter the clubhouse.

Jiang Tian opened his eyes wide to see that the waiter was carrying a tray, and there was a champagne tower in the corner, all kinds of men and women gathered together, and there were people playing and laughing loudly.

In the lively gathering place, there are constant laughter and bright lights.

As soon as Xi Han entered, he heard "Xi Han". He paused holding the champagne hand, and saw that the person who came was holding a girl by the hand, and it was Zhou Ziyang who was smiling all over his face.

The latter seemed to have seen some novel scene: "You actually came here?" Xi Han has always disliked such occasions, and he used to push whenever he could, but he didn't expect to come here on his own initiative this time.

Xi Han smiled, and did not say that he brought Jiang Tian here specially: "When did you come back?"

Zhou Ziyang was still in Ancheng a few days ago.

Zhou Ziyang said: "My brother called me, so I'll be back." His eyes stopped on Jiang Tian: "Okay, I also brought the young master."

Xi Han glanced at Jiang Tian, ​​who was looking forward to this place, the light in his eyes was brighter than the lamp above his head.

He rubbed his fingers against each other, sometimes blocking is worse than sparse, if he kept pressing Jiang Tian, ​​he might run over by himself one day.

At that time, if you are instigated by someone again, anything can happen if you drink some alcohol.

Xi Han asked Jiang Tian to play, so he simply sat on the sofa, leaned back slowly, and half-closed his eyes.

The place where he was sitting was a corner, few people noticed coming and going, it was just a formality.

Hang Mou took out a cigarette and was about to light it when a voice came from beside him: "Sir, I'll come."

It was a boy who spoke, it was nothing special, there were men and women in this kind of place.

Xi Han's eyebrows and eyes swept over, his eyes were as light as looking at a dead object.

Song Wen looked at him and felt a clamor in his heart.

He saw this person at a glance. He was eye-catching when he first entered the door. He was wearing a high-end tailored suit, with wide shoulders and narrow waist.

When he came here, he practiced a pair of fire eyes. As long as he can catch this, he will not have to worry about it for the rest of his life.

Xi Han said, "No need."

He lit a cigarette, the ring on his finger gleaming.

Song Wen was squatting halfway, his waist line curved down, and his eyebrows were drooping, revealing a delicate neck: "Today is the first time for me to come to this kind of occasion."

The implication of this sentence is already obvious, he thinks he looks not bad, even if there are people in the family.

But I heard a chilling voice: "Either disappear from my face, or I will prevent you from entering again."

His voice was cold, his eyes were indifferent, and there was no emotion at all.

Song Wen's cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, and he walked away quickly almost in embarrassment.

Xi Han threw away the cigarette in his hand with a blank expression. He swept across this luxurious place, and there were endless laughter and noises. In the middle, he sent a kiss with a delicate smile on his face.

The expensive wines on the table were enjoyed casually, and the liquid in the glass showed an amber color. These wines sometimes entered the stomach, but more often they spilled on someone's chest.

Xi Han withdrew his gaze, there was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes, he just closed his eyes indifferently, and the noise on his body did not come.

Jiang Tian looked at the scene in front of him, and the people who were about his age let others put their hands on their hips, and then looked back and said something with a smile on their faces.

They didn't shy away from it, and no one around him looked at him, as if it was a very normal thing.

He also watched someone go to his third brother's place and leave with a pale face.

He couldn't tell what it was like, he just looked at Zhou Ziyang and asked, "Did that person want to contact my third brother just now?"

He couldn't come up with more ugly words, so he only used these two words.

Zhou Ziyang let out an 'hmm'.

Jiang Tian said: "I'm very happy that my third brother ignored him."

Zhou Ziyang snorted, "Your third brother came out of the meat forest in the wine pool. I haven't seen any methods on the occasion. This kind of method is too low-level." If Xi Han is willing, there must be a lot of people around him.

Jiang Tian didn't speak any more, just walked in front of Xi Han, and said softly, "Third brother, let's go back."

Xi Han opened his eyes and curled his lips: "You don't want to play anymore?"

Jiang Tian said seriously: "I never want to come to this kind of occasion again."

Xi Han nodded and said nothing more.

After going back, Xi Han took a shower, and he lay on the soft bed, only to feel that today's feeling of boredom came up silently again, when he was watching these vanity fairs with cold eyes, he was haunted by a nameless yearning.

He misses his little friend very...specially.

Yin Yansheng's phone rang suddenly, and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. He closed his eyes and swiped to the right: "Hello."

"Are you asleep?" The voice was gentle and magnetic, like a song in the night sky.

Most of Yin Yan's sleepiness disappeared: "Xi Han?"

In response, Xi Han said, "How have you been these two days?"

Xi Han's voice was very low, and when he put the phone close to his ear, he was in a trance as if someone was beside him. Yin Yansheng closed his eyes, and all the sensations around him were magnified, and he responded in a low voice.

"Had a good time."

The quilt covered his chest, and he reached out to turn on the bedside lamp. There was a kind of silence in the house after snowfall, and all the sounds at this time were extraordinarily clear.

The sound of breathing, the sound of the quilt sliding across the mattress, the voice of the phone, and even a soft bang from the water pipe in the kitchen can be heard.

There may also be someone asleep over there, and the voice has the unique warmth of a person lying down: "What did you eat today?"

Yin Yansheng said: "I drank porridge in the morning, pork knuckle rice downstairs at noon, and vegetable salad in the evening."

He answered seriously, without any perfunctory or impatience, as if he had returned to his university defense.

There was a laugh over there, and Yin Yansheng could imagine his expression, his slightly slender lips were hooked, and there seemed to be a smile in his deep eyes.

The smile stained his eyes, just like the starry sky in the summer night when he was a child.

The Milky Way is above, but it seems to be within reach.

At this time, I felt that my heart was soft and soft, surrounded by an extraordinarily peaceful mood, as if I was sitting under the grape trellis when I was young, letting the breeze and the moon blow my body.

Talk in a hurry, listen softly.

It’s not an important word, it’s all scattered things, taking daily necessities, rice, oil and salt as romance, but it does make people intoxicated.

When he finally hung up the phone, Yin Yansheng lowered his head and saw that the call log showed that it had been more than 40 minutes.

He squeezed his eyes and rubbed the phone screen with his fingertips, then turned off the light and closed his eyes.

Xi Jiaojiao.

I miss you.