Pandora's Box

He looks a little like Cheng Yichen, but a little different.The main reason is that the eyes are very similar, but the temperament is totally different.Even at this age when most people's edges and corners have been smoothed and their arrogance restrained, it can be seen that his personality is much more flamboyant than Cheng Yichen's.

But sitting across from me at the moment, he seemed very quiet.

He suddenly asked, "Are you getting used to living here?"

"Well," there was nothing tricky about this question, so I answered honestly, "Uncle Chen is very kind to me, and Ke Luowenyang and I can play well."

He seemed a little relieved: "That's good."

After a moment of silence, he said again: "Qin Lang, uh, your dad didn't leave you money before, don't blame him, it wasn't his idea, I suggested him to do that. I don't want to treat you harshly, I just want to Let you change your way of life. You see, you've adjusted very well. Your father and I are very happy."

"..."

Don't talk to me like this stepmother ==

I said, "As long as you are happy."

He paused and asked, "After graduation, do you plan to return to S City?"

"Well," I said, "whether I can graduate smoothly is still a question."

He smiled and said, "I think you like staying here."

"It's not bad here."

"Your dad and I come to see you often, don't you mind?"

"..." I said, "You can do whatever you want."

He stopped talking and just looked at me.

I was a little creeped by him.

I can feel that he is cautiously trying to get close to me, trying to get acquainted with me.

But I really want to tell him that he only needs to spend his time in maintaining a stable relationship with my dad, and he doesn't need to try to please me. I won't have any influence on their family.

He treats my father, who is so proud and free and easy, submissively, without any dignity, like a wife slave, so there is nothing to worry about.

The relationship between me and my dad, and the relationship between my dad and him, is doomed to make me and him unable to enjoy each other happily.

A person in a similar situation to me is Zhuo Wenyang.Mature and rational like Zhuo Wenyang, filial piety and generosity like Zhuo Wenyang, both chose to avoid talking to Lu Feng.

I can't possibly do better than Zhuo Wenyang, can I?

After sitting quietly for a while, I began to feel restless.It turns out that what is more embarrassing than the three of us looking at each other at home is that the two of us are looking at each other here.

Why isn't my dad coming back? Did he fall into the toilet?Do I need to call 120?

When the dishes were ready, my dad finally returned triumphantly from the bathroom.I really don't know where he went to the bathroom, or if he had some hidden illness, it took so long for a trip.

"I'm sorry to have waited so long, let's eat quickly, you're hungry," he observed us, "You two had a good chat, didn't you?"

I gave a noncommittal "hmm" and concentrated on eating the Thai-style curry prawns in front of me.

The taste of this Thai food is still worthy of praise. The curry is divided into three dishes, the green curry of the prawns, the yellow curry of the chicken, the red curry of the beef, and the crab cakes with eggs and curry crab meat inside. Lemon steamed fish, tom yam soup, grilled coconut salad, whet your appetite.

I was indeed hungry, and I had no intention of maintaining my image in front of them, so I simply opened my mouth and ate.

I focused on sweeping over there, Cheng Yichen looked at me and smiled: "You have a pretty face."

He picked up the napkin, reached over, and wiped my face.

I never thought that he would suddenly have such an intimate gesture.When I touched it, I instinctively dodged to the other side. The bowl of curry in my hand was overturned by me and splashed all over me.

There was a moment of silence on the table, Cheng Yichen's hands froze in mid-air, I was also a little embarrassed.

My dad immediately said: "The clothes are dirty? It's all right. Didn't you just buy new ones? It's just right. Go and change them."

"Oh. Good." I stood up, picked up two bags, went to the bathroom to change clothes, and took the opportunity to leave this stagnant place.

The journey to the bathroom is only a few steps. I don't know which dimension my dad went to just now to delay it for so long.I looked at the clothes I took, a pair of jeans, a short T, and a shirt.

I didn't intend to make friends with Cheng Yichen, but the color of his face faded just now, which made me feel that there was no need to do so.So after thinking about it, I still put on the shirt that he praised.Then roll up the dirty clothes and stuff them into the bag.

This shirt is paired with jeans. I look at myself in the mirror and it looks like a street photo of a Hollywood star.Back at the dining table, Cheng Yichen's expression was gloomy, but when he looked up and saw me, the light in his eyes instantly lit up again.

He said: "Xiao Jing, she has really grown up. She looks like an adult all of a sudden!"

I scratched my head: "Thank you."

After dinner, I went back with my big and small bags. It was getting late and everyone else was already at home.

Seeing me, Cheng Yichen was also taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Xiao Jing looks so good in this dress! She looks like a grown-up!"

When one or two said that, I couldn't help but wondered, was I a small person before?

Ke Luo said, "Hey, you're actually wearing a shirt? You've changed, little one! Could it be that Wen Yang's symptoms have been transmitted from person to person?"

Zhuo Wenyang also looked at me.

I was suspected of imitating him, so I couldn't help feeling ashamed, so I had to say: "This is my tribute to the shirt master Zhuo Wenyang. This is called near Zhu Zhechi."

Zhuo Wenyang smiled and said, "I think Lin Jing looks better dressed than me."

Ke Luo immediately laughed and gave a meaningful "Yo".

And this time I didn't grab Ke Luo and wrestle with him to ask him to explain what the haha ​​meant, because I was already floating on the cloud praised by Zhuo Wenyang, and I couldn't get off at all.

My dad stayed with them for a while, and finally went back.To be honest, they have been very kind to me these past few days, and they are caring, but they are too caring, which makes me very uncomfortable.Especially Cheng Yichen, what the hell is he doing with me.

The last class is finally finished, and the exam week that made me cry and doubt my life is finally over.

It stands to reason that I have completed a huge project, so I should be proud and let myself go.

But for the first time in my life, after the exam, I started to think anxiously about a question, that is, did I pass it?

I am not afraid of the course of handing in the thesis. After all, my thesis is blessed by the great gods, but the course of the written examination is my heart.

I never cared about this before.After all, as the chicken soup has said, what matters is the process, not the result.

But now there is Zhuo Wenyang in the front and Yuan Keke in the back.

Zhuo Wenyang passed on all his line generation notes to me in person, so it would be too unreasonable to fail the course?

Yuan Keke also helped me copy my notes, and at the end of the semester, he frantically urged me to beat my homework, and frantically changed the name of the three of us to "Lin Jingbu failed to fail the department supervision group", and got Zhuo Wenyang's support.

At this point, I'm like a newcomer to the sect who was personally taught by two martial arts masters. They can't wait to send their true energy to me directly. I can't even pass the elementary level, which is too shameless. I'm afraid that the master will be pissed off.

I frantically swiped the school app to check my grades every day.In fact, the teachers are quite efficient. The results of the subjects that were tested early have already come out first. Although the scores are not high, the font is not red. This is enough. As for the subjects that are tested late, you have to wait.

I have experienced the torment of the waiting process.When playing games, when I heard the word "examination" mentioned by my teammates who are also college students, I would trigger the keyword, and immediately sighed, which was very vicissitudes.

DV saw that I was so sad, so he comforted me: "Don't be afraid, brother, is failing a subject a big deal? Who among us has never failed a subject? University life is incomplete without failing a subject! Make-up exams and retakes are another hero. !"

"...Don't make it sound like I'm locked up!"

"It's enough to work hard. Is it possible that they can still scold you?"

I suddenly realized that I was so worried about my grades not because I was really afraid of being scolded by Zhuo Wenyang and Yuan Keke, but because I worked hard.

When you don't work hard, you don't care about the result.But if you work hard, you will have concerns.

I don't remember ever trying hard like this, so I can't help but care.

Only those who have not paid can have the chicness of not looking back, right?

The results came out one after another, and finally there was only one college English, and the query result still showed "unknown".

To be honest, I didn't answer the paper very well, it was a bit of guesswork.

It stands to reason that if I was admitted to T University back then, even if my English was not strong, at least I couldn't hinder it. But after the car accident, I was really affected a lot.It's still a bit ridiculous to want to cram so many homework in a short time, even with the blessing of Xueba Xueshen.

So I can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.If I can recite it, I have already been recited anyway. If I can’t recite it, it really depends on fate, and the composition is even more lonely.

I was eating lunch that day, and suddenly saw everyone in the class group queuing up to thank the teacher for not killing me. I was so excited, I quickly threw my chopsticks and opened the campus APP to perform extreme operations.

The moment I clicked in, I closed my eyes, prayed for a few seconds, and then carefully opened one eye.

There is just a "60" in the middle of the screen.

This is the most beautiful number I have ever seen.

I almost burst into tears, and immediately held up my mobile phone to call frantically, jumping up and down, and dancing.

"60! I got 60!"

The other four people at the table looked at me with doubts on their faces.

Well, you people don't understand the joy of taking the [-]th exam.

Cheng Yichen said: "Xiao Jing, is this all over?"

I nodded again and again: "Yes! Didn't fail the subject! All passed!"

Cheng Yichen smiled and said, "That's amazing, it's worth celebrating."

Ke Luo chewed the beef, puzzled: "Celebration??"

Zhuo Wenyang looked at me: "How do you want to celebrate?"

I let out the roar of the dragon I've been trapped in for a long time: "I want to hang out! I want to hang out!"