Jiang Heng's star

Jiang Xingyu: "Brother."

"Huh? Brother is here." Jiang Heng patted Jiang Xingyu's head and waited eagerly. He had said so much to Jiang Xingyu, so now it's time for the other party to say something to him, right?

For example, I like my brother, and I want to be with my brother forever.

"Take a shower." Jiang Xingyu said calmly.

Jiang Heng laughed, and said helplessly: "Is this what Xingyu wants to tell brother?"

Jiang Xingyu nodded, it was time for him to take a bath.

"Okay, okay, let's go back now, Xingyu is going to take a shower, and brother is going to order food." Jiang Heng said while leading Jiang Xingyu back to the villa.

Taking advantage of Jiang Xingyu taking a shower, Jiang Heng ordered takeaway, then took out the business card he stuffed into his pocket today, and called the phone number on it.

"Mr. Lin, I have something to talk to you about..."

To be honest, Jiang Heng didn't want anyone to intervene in his and Jiang Xingyu's life at all, but would call Lin Chen and agree to let him be Jiang Xingyu's teacher for only one reason, that is, Lin Chen was something that Jiang Xingyu rarely cared about. people.His Xingyu doesn't need to learn too many things, as long as he is free and happy, he will protect him for the rest of his life.

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Hanging up the phone, Jiang Heng's face darkened, thoughtful.

"I thought you would occupy Xiaoyu and not let go."

This was the last sentence Lin Chen said before the conversation with him ended. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Lin Chen's attitude towards Jiang Xingyu was not simple.If Lin Chen did anything out of line, he would mercilessly kick him away.There is no need for any teachers, Jiang Xingyu is enough to have his brother.

"Brother." Jiang Xingyu stood in the middle of the stairs on the second floor just after taking a shower, wearing loose pajamas, and his hair was still wet.

Jiang Heng's expression softened immediately, he walked to the stairs and led Jiang Xingyu downstairs, and said helplessly, "Why don't you always blow your hair?"

Jiang Heng took out a clean towel, dried Jiang Xingyu's hair slightly, and then gently fiddled with the hair dryer in one hand with the other. Jiang Xingyu's hair was not too long, and it dried in a short while.

Jiang Xingyu's hair felt even better after blow-drying. Jiang Heng couldn't put it down. He didn't dare to use too much force for fear of making someone bald.

"Okay, Xingyu, let's go eat. Today is takeaway." The recipe Jiang Heng bought has arrived, and he planned to go to the supermarket to try his cooking skills when he returned home in the afternoon, but was interrupted by what happened in the afternoon , I didn’t even bother to buy food on the way home.

"Tomorrow is Sunday. Brother still has time. Brother will buy and cook for Xingyu, and Xingyu won't be allowed to eat takeaway anymore."

Jiang Xingyu nodded noncommittal.There is not much difference between takeaway and cooking for him.

After eating and drinking enough, Jiang Heng decided not to work tonight.He has a secretary and an assistant. He doesn't have to deal with many things himself. He knows who he chooses. The main reason he was busy with work before was because he didn't want to stay alone in an empty house.

But it's different now, he has Jiang Xingyu, and being with Jiang Xingyu is obviously much more important than work.

Jiang Heng took out the tablet and sat on the sofa with Jiang Xingyu.

Jiang Heng opened various video apps on the tablet and asked, "What do Xingyu usually like to watch?"

Jiang Xingyu blinked and didn't answer. He didn't like anything in particular.

"Let me take a look..." Jiang Heng slid his hands on the screen, his expression a little complicated, "Xingyu baby, so this is what you usually look at?"

Jiang Heng flipped through the historical records, and he finally understood what Dean Wu meant by "read everything". It turned out that Jiang Xingyu really watched everything.

Gongdou dramas, anti-Japanese dramas, idol dramas, horror films, cartoons, lectures, documentaries...

There was nothing Jiang Xingyu didn't see, only what he couldn't think of.

Jiang Heng couldn't help laughing, and asked, "Can Xingyu understand it?"

Jiang Xingyu shook his head honestly. Most of them were incomprehensible. The characters on the screen spoke faster, and there were a long series of dialogues, complex words, and strange behaviors. He couldn't understand them all.

Jiang Heng thought for a while, clicked on a modern drama, and watched it with Jiang Xingyu.Then he said in a gentle voice: "Xingyu thinks there are any words that he doesn't understand, he can ask his brother, and he will explain it to you."

The two watched for a while, and Jiang Xingyu would ask some words from time to time, most of which were adjectives, so it was not difficult to explain.

"Jealous?" Jiang Xingyu tilted his head, this word is so strange, obviously that person is not jealous, why would he say he is jealous?

Jiang Heng: "What happened to Xingyu?"

"Brother, he's so weird. He said he was jealous." Jiang Xingyu pointed at the screen and said seriously.

Jiang Heng couldn't stop laughing, "Baby Xingyu, the jealousy he said doesn't mean the vinegar of the seasoning, but has another meaning."

Jiang Xingyu blinked, not understanding.

Jiang Heng also nodded his head. How should we explain this kind of emotional words? After thinking carefully for a while, he said, "It's a special emotion. For example, my brother likes Xingyu very much, and Xingyu is also very fond of my brother." Reliance, if another person comes at this time, and Xingyu is also very dependent on that person, then brother will feel unhappy, this is called jealousy."

"Xingyu doesn't need to pay too much attention, this kind of emotion will only appear in special circumstances, and Xingyu will know when the time comes."

Jiang Xingyu tilted his head, half understanding.

Jiang Xingyu's pajamas exposed most of his fair shoulders due to his movements, and his collarbone under his snow-white neck was also exposed.

Jiang Heng felt that Jiang Xingyu's skin was dazzlingly white, and wanted to turn his head to continue watching the show uncomfortably, but when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a shadow behind Jiang Xingyu's shoulder.

Jiang Heng pulled Jiang Xingyu's pajamas down a little more, frowned, and his face sank. He saw a purple bruise on the back of Jiang Xingyu's shoulder, which looked particularly frightening under his white jade-like skin.

Jiang Heng turned off the tablet and asked, "Xingyu, when did you get hurt?"

Jiang Xingyu turned his head to look at it, then shook his head, he didn't know.

Jiang Heng placed an urgent order online, bought some rub-on medicated oil, and asked Jiang Xingyu to take off his clothes and sit on the sofa as soon as the medicine arrived.

Jiang Heng took a blanket and draped it over Jiang Xingyu's body to prevent him from catching a cold. Only the injured part of his right shoulder was exposed.

Jiang Heng sat on Jiang Xingyu's right side, poured medicated oil on the palm of his hand, and then gently rubbed against Jiang Xingyu's wound.

Jiang Heng felt a little distressed, "Xingyu, does it hurt?"

Jiang Xingyu shook his head, he was not very sensitive to pain.

Jiang Heng only felt more distressed, how could it not hurt, this kind of injury was rubbed like this, even an adult would frown.

"Brother won't let Xingyu get hurt again."

Jiang Xingyu was puzzled, "Xingyu was not injured, and he didn't bleed."

Because Jiang Xingyu was insensitive to pain, he was often injured without realizing it.Once he was scratched by something, and his clothes were soaked in blood, but he was still unconscious, sitting on the side and turning the Rubik's cube, scaring the people in the orphanage.

After this incident, Lin Chen taught Jiang Xingyu that bleeding meant that he was injured, and he needed to treat it with a medicine kit or find a teacher or the dean.

But this also made Jiang Xingyu think that if he was injured, he would bleed, and if he didn't bleed, he would not be injured.

"Baby Xingyu, there are still some injuries that won't bleed, do you know that bruises like this are also injuries?"

Jiang Xingyu nodded, he remembered.

Seeing that Jiang Xingyu had listened, Jiang Heng continued to concentrate on rubbing.When he felt that he was about to withdraw his hand, he saw that Jiang Xingyu's originally white skin turned red under his rubbing, which looked very delicious, but the owner of the skin was ignorant, still half-covered in a blanket and looking ahead with a confused expression.

Jiang Heng suddenly felt dry mouth.

Something is wrong with him, he thought.