my radar is not working

Mr. Jiang's study is very nice——

Chen Wenxin entered the password, opened the door, and let Jiang Hongchuan in first.

When Jiang Hongchuan entered the door, he quickly put the two packing boxes on the ground and rubbed his sore arms: "0924 is my sister's birthday."

He thought that Chen Wenxin's look at him just now was curious about the origin of the code, and then he turned around and went out, moving in all of Chen Wenxin's remaining things.

"Why haven't you gone in yet..." Jiang Hongchuan, who entered the door again, was a little surprised to see Chen Wenxin still standing at the door, but quickly realized, "Oh, I forgot to bring you slippers."

After all, he took out a pair of brand new slippers from the shoe cabinet next to him and put them on the ground.

In fact, Chen Wenxin was standing there not because he didn't have slippers, but because he hadn't thought that Jiang Hongchuan's house was so big. It didn't seem like a family that had just started a business. A small house with one living room.

The entrance is facing a long corridor, with the living room on one side and the kitchen and dining room on the other.

The lighting in the living room is very good. The large balcony inside is equipped with leisure tables and chairs and some green plants, making the room very bright.

The wall is gray and white, so it won't look dim, but also reveals some high-end feeling.The sofa is dark gray, and the opposite TV background wall is covered with the same dark gray marble background wall.

Jiang Hongchuan led him in, past the living room, next to the dining room was a bathroom with dry and wet separation, and inside, there were two sunny bedrooms and a study room to the north.

"Put your things in this room first." The innermost room should be his master bedroom, and Jiang Hongchuan put all his things into the second bedroom next to him.

Chen Wenxin never expected that there would be pink sheets and curtains in this room, and he was a little speechless. He didn't expect him to have such a girlish heart, and even imagined that his master bedroom looked more like a princess.

"Ah, this, don't get me wrong..." Jiang Hongchuan also noticed that the house is a bit girly, "I wanted my sister to live in it before, so it made it look like this."

"I'll change the sheets again." After that, he was about to open the closet to get the sheets.

"Don't bother me, I don't want to stay either." Chen Wenxin hurriedly grabbed him, and drove out the strange scenes that he thought of just now, and seemed to think of other interesting things, and smiled, "I didn't expect you to be a sister-in-law."

"Yeah, you have to pay more attention to girls." Jiang Hongchuan separated his packing box and placed it beside the bed without raising his head.

Chen Wenxin didn't know why, after hearing this sentence, he suddenly thought of Zhang Ling, he was so considerate of himself, would it be better for Zhang Ling?

Immediately, a stuffy, sour feeling appeared in his heart. He hurriedly turned around and went to the door, carrying the remaining luggage, trying to digest this inexplicable emotion as soon as possible.

Jiang Hongchuan put his suitcase into the closet, and there were several sets of girls' clothes and home clothes hanging in the closet. Needless to say, it must belong to his sister.

Chen Wenxin originally planned to go back after a short rest, but Jiang Hongchuan asked him suddenly: "Would you like to visit my study?"

The study room is indeed his favorite. He has fantasized about the study room at home many times before.

The floor should be covered with plush carpets, the walls should be painted sky blue, the curtains should be off-white, the bookshelves should also be white, and other furniture can be left alone. He can lean against the wall at will, sit on the ground, and lie down for a while when he is tired. Yes, this room is his small world, where he can appreciate all kinds of life.

So, under Jiang Hongchuan's earnest gaze, he pushed open the door of the study room diagonally opposite to the second bedroom, and he knew why he was so proud just now, he had never seen anyone's study room before. It is made the same as a cloakroom, except for the position of the window, all are bookshelves, like a small library.

There is a desk in the middle of the room, with a desktop computer and a tea table on it, and the row of bookshelves behind the chair are almost full except for books and some decorations.

Chen Wenxin didn't expect Jiang Hongchuan to love reading so much. Looking back at him behind him, he was still very proud, as if saying, look, I have more books than you.

Chen Wenxin came a little closer.Jiang Hongchuan covers a wide range of topics, from classical literature to modern novels, from Chinese classics to foreign literature, and some books on art, psychology, and film and television creation. Children's books, it can be seen that some years have passed, but they are still well preserved.

"In front of your books, I dare not say that I have a lot of books."

"Fortunately..." Jiang Hongchuan crossed his arms and stood behind him, admiring the results of his wall, "I want to fill this room."

Because of his lofty ideals, Chen Wenxin looked back at him adoringly, turned around and just saw the album of "Shan Hai Jing" on the bookshelf: "Can I have a look at this?"

"Of course." Jiang Hongchuan nodded.

The book was placed a little higher, and Chen Wenxin could barely touch the book by standing on tiptoe, but couldn't pull it out at all.

Jiang Hongchuan looked at him, walked over, stood behind him, and wanted to help him take out the book.

The books in that grid were filled to the brim, and when he stretched out his hand, he could only reach a little higher than what Chen Wenxin could reach. He himself didn't know why he squeezed the books together in the first place, since there were still many empty spaces.

Jiang Hongchuan also stood on tiptoe and had to work hard to reach the top edge of the book. He hooked it out with his fingers, but the book didn't move at all.

His upper body was completely attached to Chen Wenxin's back, and Xiaoxin was trapped between him and the bookshelf. He turned around with difficulty: "If you forget it, I'll change it."

Jiang Hongchuan admitted that when he first went to get the books, he wanted to get close to Chen Wenxin.

But now, he only felt that the fact that the book couldn't be taken out was a great insult to his height and strength, and he was so focused on tiptoeing that he didn't realize that he had forced the other person's back to cling to the bookshelf. She even plunged her head into his arms, as if in a hug.

The faint scent of mint on Jiang Hongchuan's body sneaked into Chen Wenxin's nose without a trace. He could obviously give him a place in front of the bookshelf, but he himself didn't know why he kept looking up at his delicate chin, and didn't make a sound for a long time. .

Now it seemed that Jiang Hongchuan's mind was pure. He tried to hook his fingers again, but the book remained untouched.

He was a little annoyed, put down his tiptoes, took a step back, looked at Chen Wenxin who was clinging to the bookshelf, and waved his hand: "Give way."

Chen Wenxin seemed to have discovered some secret, felt a little guilty, immediately withdrew his gaze, and dodged aside.

Jiang Hongchuan quickly stood where he was just now, stood on tiptoes, and pressed his fingers vigorously. The book Chen Wenxin wanted finally stood out from the grid.

"Here..." Jiang Hongchuan handed the book to Chen Wenxin, "The book should not be too full, it's too difficult to hold, I'll go get a glass of water."

He has been living in the radar hut recently, and he doesn’t go home at all. A small amount of dust has accumulated on the kettle. The next juice, so I took two bottles.

When he returned to the study, Chen Wenxin was already sitting by the bay window and watching. The afternoon sun just shone through the window and shone on him. Everything was so peaceful.

He put the juice beside him, said "thank you" without looking up, and continued to immerse himself in the book.

Jiang Hongchuan walked to the desk and turned on the computer.At this moment, Chen Wenxin was like a painting, quiet and focused, his heart also quieted down with him, full of a sense of stability.

The two spent more than two hours without interfering with each other, until Jiang Hongchuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked aloud, "Xiaoxin, are you hungry?"

Only then did Chen Wenxin pull his thoughts out of the book, and looked at the still dark sky outside: "What time is it?"

"It's just after six o'clock."

"It's six o'clock?" Chen Wenxin was a little surprised, "Why didn't you call me earlier?"

"I just finished my work here." Jiang Hongchuan stretched his arms on the chair, "What's for dinner?"

"Eating outside at night? Don't you want to go back to the radar cabin?" Chen Wenxin closed the book, got down from the bay window, and handed the book to Jiang Hongchuan.

"Take it back and read it first." Jiang Hongchuan pushed the book back again, "Didn't you say you want to invite me to dinner?"

"Today?" Chen Wenxin was silent for a moment, as if thinking about the feasibility of having dinner outside privately, and then said, "That's fine, what shall we eat?"

"Order takeout at home."

"Order takeaway at home?!" Chen Wenxin was a little surprised.

"Hmm..." Jiang Hongchuan smiled, covered his stomach with his hands, bent over slightly, and put on a haggard look, "I'm too hungry to walk."

Chen Wenxin shook his head helplessly, feeling that Mr. Jiang, who is six years older than himself, is like a coquettish kid at the moment. No one can bear to refuse his request: "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

Jiang Hongchuan didn't expect him to agree so quickly, and immediately straightened up: "How about the barbecue? The barbecue next to the industrial park is good."

"Okay." Chen Wenxin slid the phone, found the store he mentioned, pointed to the screen, and asked him, "Is this the store?"

"Yes!" Jiang Hongchuan leaned over to choose dishes with Chen Wenxin.

They could each take a mobile phone to read the menu, but they kept their heads together.

"Then why don't I read it again?" After ordering, Chen Wenxin immersed himself in the book again, and Jiang Hongchuan also picked up a copy and sat next to him to read.

As the sky gradually darkened, Chen Wenxin's cell phone ended up