I Won't Get Drunk With My Nemesis Again

As soon as Jiang Zhao's thoughts surfaced, Xiao Si let go of his hand and straightened up.

"Play as much as you want," Xiao Si also went to the bay window and sat down, hugging his younger sister, "My house is very soundproof."

Jiang Zhao looked down at the keys, still a little hesitant.

Xiao Si also looked at him: "Or, do you need to print the score first?"

Jiang Zhao: "?"

Jiang Zhao: "Who do you look down on?"

He put his hands on the keys without hesitation, simply played a few sets of scales, moved his fingers, and shook his wrist lightly.

In the next second, his fingers were flying nimbly over the keys.

The tune started quickly, but then gradually became soothing, making people involuntarily immersed in it, and Jiang Zhao's extremely beautiful hands fluttered up and down on the black and white square surface, like a pair of butterflies made of white jade.

Fast forward nearly ten years, Jiang Zhao can no longer remember the details of the music score, but the muscle memory of his early years is still stubbornly engraved in his hands. The moment he touches the keys, his fingers move involuntarily.

The sound of the piano is like gurgling water, echoing in the study.It seemed that in an instant, it brought him back to the summer when he was 17 years old.

After the last note fell, Jiang Zhao sat in front of the piano in silence for a long time, then suddenly laughed.

"It's been almost ten years, and I can still play it," Jiang Zhao turned to look at Xiao Siye, "I'm really a genius, right?"

Xiao Si also hugged his sister's two front paws and applauded him: "What song was it just now?"

"Beethoven, the third movement of "Moonlight Sonata"," Jiang Zhao stretched his waist. "When I was free, I liked playing this piece very much. It relieved my stress."

Xiao Si also pondered for a moment: "Then will you play the wedding march?"

Jiang Zhao sneered: "It's too simple, okay?"

"To Alice?"

"My cousin who just started elementary school can do it."

"Bach?"

"Hey, this is the basic exercise."

……

Having said that, Jiang Zhao still played every piece of music proposed by Xiao Siye.

Later, without Xiao Si saying anything, he would automatically pick up another different piece of music, completely immersed in the sound of the piano in front of him.

Xiao Si also quietly walked out of the study.In the winter evening, before seven o'clock, the floor-to-ceiling windows were already shrouded in darkness.The lights of the capital city are as dense as stars, scattered in this crowded land.

Xiao Si also picked up his mobile phone. There were not many things in the refrigerator. He planned to buy some fresh vegetables and fruits for a formal dinner.

As soon as he placed the order, the sound of the piano in the study stopped.

Xiao Si also walked to the door of the study: "Tired?"

"No." Jiang Zhao frowned, and got up in a hurry, "I just answered a phone call, I have something to do, I have to go first."

He looked very anxious, so Xiao Si didn't say anything, and helped him bring the coat over: "Do you need me to send it to you?"

"My car is below, no need," Jiang Zhao put on his mask and hat, pushed the door out, "Let's go."

Xiao Si also leaned against the door, watching his figure enter the elevator car.After the elevator was closed and all the way down to the first floor, his eyes moved slightly, and he took out a slightly crumpled cigarette case from his pocket.

When the cigarette was about to reach his lips, he thought of something again, paused for a few seconds, and put the cigarette back into the cigarette case.

Then he raised his hand, and the cigarette case drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and fell into the trash can accurately a few meters away.

-

Downstairs, while starting the car, Jiang Zhao remembered the phone call just now.

He hadn't heard Ms. Xu's voice for many years and was so flustered that his heart skipped a beat, as if he had forgotten to say goodbye to Xiao Si.

Jiang Zhao didn't care about thinking so much, and rushed to the private hospital with one kick of the accelerator.He ran to the front desk in three steps at a time, and found the single ward of the orthopedics department, and pushed open the door: "Mom! How is my dad?"

Ms. Xu who was watching the cross talk: "Hahaha...huh?"

Lao Jiang, who was watching cross talk with Ms. Xu, was surprised: "Oh, son!"

Jiang Zhao: "..."

He looked at Lao Jiang who was lying on the bed with his whole beard, and then at Ms. Xu who was guilty: "So, where did you fall?"

Obviously it was Ms. Xu who called him to say that Lao Jiang had fallen into the hospital, and the voice was so miserable that he almost thought that Lao Jiang was dying, but he came all the way to the hospital, and the two were still happily watching cross talk.

The son of Fenghuo Opera, right?

"Xiao Zhao."

Jiang Zhao's back stiffened.

He turned around slowly, Han Tingfeng held the bag of X-ray film in his hand, and looked at him tenderly: "Do you want to go in and talk?"

A minute later, Jiang Zhao sat in a corner of the private ward with a blank expression.

Han Tingfeng handed the documents and materials in his hand to Ms. Xu: "The doctor said that uncle has a broken leg bone and needs to rest in bed for about a month."

"Thank you, Xiao Han," Ms. Xu squeezed his hand gratefully, "Lao Jiang fell at the door today, if you didn't happen to pass by outside, I don't know who would have found him."

Han Tingfeng smiled slightly: "It's just a coincidence, no matter who it is, it will definitely come to help Uncle Jiang."

"What's more," he glanced back at Jiang Zhao, "Xiao Zhao and I grew up together, so we have been friends for so many years, so we should do something."

Ms. Xu nodded with a smile on her face: "That's right, this kid didn't have any friends when he was young, so he was closest to you. My son, what are you doing sitting so far away, come here and talk to Xiao Han?"

Jiang Zhao clicked his tongue in his heart.

He glanced at Han Tingfeng, tried his best to suppress the urge to frown, and came to the side of the hospital bed.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Thank you."

In any case, Han Tingfeng helped him with this matter.No matter how much he hated the other party, but as far as the matter is concerned, he still had to pinch his nose and thank him.

Ms. Xu was a little dissatisfied: "Just thank you verbally? You can't treat Xiao Han to a meal?"

Han Tingfeng smiled: "No need for Aunt Xu. There are still some misunderstandings between me and Xiao Zhao. It's normal that Xiao Zhao doesn't want to see me."

As he spoke, his eyelashes drooped, and he looked a little fragile and lonely.

Ms. Xu immediately became unhappy: "You grew up together, what can you say? Jiang Zhao?"

Ms. Xu called out her name, so Jiang Zhao naturally couldn't ignore it.

He took a deep breath and forced a smile at Han Tingfeng: "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner when I come back."

Han Tingfeng's eyes lit up immediately: "Really, Xiao Zhao?"

Before Jiang Zhao could speak, Han Tingfeng went on to say, "The day after tomorrow is the second rehearsal for the New Year's Eve party, how about we set it on that day?"

Ms. Xu next to her was staring at her, how could Jiang Zhao refuse: "Okay."

After spending three torturous hours in the hospital, Jiang Zhao couldn't take it anymore, and called Zuo Xiaoqiu in the corridor: "Is there any temporary work that can be arranged? Advertising campaign red carpet party, anything!"

To Jiang Zhao's surprise, it was Xiaohu who answered the call: "Brother Jiang, Brother Xiaoqiu just had a private call, so I went out to answer it."

Jiang Zhao was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's okay, then help me take a look."

Xiaohu immediately opened Zuo Xiaoqiu's work records, and after a few minutes, he was a little embarrassed: "Brother Jiang, you said you had to rest during this period, and everything was postponed. Work arranged within the day."

Jiang Zhao cursed silently.

"It's okay," he sighed, "that's it."

From this point of view, he really had to go to the dinner the day after tomorrow.

That night, Jiang Zhao stayed with Lao Jiang in the hospital all night.Ms. Xu started to feel sleepy before ten o'clock, and asked the driver to take her back. Although Jiang Zhao was an escort, the nurses were basically doing everything, and there was no chance for him to help.

In just one night, Lao Jiang had already started to call his brother the nurse brother. In the early morning of this day, he drove Jiang Zhao back home with the excuse that Jiang Zhao was useless.

The effect of catching up on sleep at Xiao Siye's house yesterday was surprisingly good. Even though Jiang Zhao slept through the night intermittently, he didn't feel sleepy at all.He didn't notice until he got home that Xiao Si also sent him a message after he left, asking him what's urgent and that he can call him if he needs help.

This person's service attitude was too good, Jiang Zhao couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and immediately replied: "My dad accidentally fell, it's just that the leg bone is a little cracked, just take care of it for a month."

A few seconds later, Xiao Si also sent a message: "Which hospital? I'll go visit my uncle."

Jiang Zhao thought for a moment, and felt that there was no need, after all, they were pretending to be partners.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Si also continued: "If the second elder's impression of me is higher than that of Han Tingfeng, it should be more beneficial to you."

Jiang Zhao: "!"

Jiang Zhao: "Sure."

He still has to figure out a way to make his parents gradually alienate Han Tingfeng without revealing what happened back then.

Thinking of this, he leaned on the linen sofa at home. After a while, he felt that the sofa was not as comfortable as the fabric material.

Maybe next time I can ask Xiao Si for a purchase link for the sofa.

Jiang Zhao scattered his thoughts indiscriminately, and closed his eyes unconsciously.

-

hospital.

Xiao Si also carried gifts and flowers, and knocked on the door of the ward.

The moment the door opened, he met a smiling face, and there was a pause between them.

"Mr. Han," Xiao Si also raised the corners of his lips, "what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Han Tingfeng squeezed out a smile: "Yes, what a coincidence. When I was helping my uncle with the formalities in the hospital yesterday, Xiao Zhao came. Didn't I tell you?"

Xiao Si also slightly raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I didn't say that, maybe Xiao Zhao thinks that some unimportant people don't need to waste their words."

The people in the room couldn't hear their voices, but Ms. Xu saw Jiang Zhao as soon as she raised her eyes, and her eyes lit up immediately: "Xiao Ye? Come in!"

Lao Jiang also sat up straight immediately, sitting upright.

"How is Uncle's health?" Xiao Si also sent flowers to Ms. Xu, and said apologetically, "It was already very late when Xiao Zhao told me yesterday. Aunt forgives."

"It's good if you have this kind of heart," Ms. Xu smiled and pulled him to her side, then Han Tingfeng to the other side, patted the two of them on the shoulder, and said with emotion, "Our family, Jiang Zhao, can have such a good family. Boyfriend and such a good friend, this brat is really lucky!"

Xiao Si and Han Tingfeng also looked at each other, Xiao Si also smiled brightly, and the message in his eyes was obvious:

I'm a boyfriend, this "friend".

Han Tingfeng's smile froze in his eyes, forming a layer of frost.

After chatting with the elders of the Jiang family for a while, Xiao Si also went to the bathroom.He bent over to wash his hands in front of the sink, and suddenly a person came beside him.

Xiao Si didn't raise his head either: "Mr. Han?"

When there was no one else, Han Tingfeng finally took off his disguise.

His expression was cold: "Mr. Xiao is really Xiao Zhao's boyfriend?"

Xiao Si also heard the words, and looked at him with some surprise: "Otherwise, could it be you?"

Han Tingfeng looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly chuckled: "Even if you are, you are not the person he likes."

"Xiao Zhao likes something in his eyes, which is different from when he saw you," he said quietly, "Even if you can occupy a title temporarily...but you can't get him."

"You have the same thoughts as I do, but it's a pity."

Han Tingfeng smiled lightly and said, "You are just a poor worm like me, Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Si also said, "Poor thing?"

"Then I'm also a poor guy who kissed him before." He blinked his eyes and looked at Han Tingfeng innocently. "He took the initiative to kiss him. You didn't, Mr. Han?"

The author says:

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