During the meal, Jing Cong obediently ate the food Jiang Ci gave him, and suddenly fell silent for a while, then said to Jiang Ci: "Mr. Jiang, you usually drive into the school, right? Is the school safe?"

Jiang Ci stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish with salt and pepper, and said as he handed it to his mouth, "Why, you want to pay my rent as a bodyguard?"

Jing Cong really thought about it seriously, and said, "That's fine."

"Forget it, I don't want to pay off the debt in this way, I have to change it."

Jiang Ci smiled inexplicably, and then said seriously: "Of course I will drive into the school gate, and the school security is also very good, why would you ask this?"

"It's nothing, I just want to know more about you..."

"Yes," Jiang Ci put down his chopsticks, and replied, "You can ask anything you want to know."

But Jing Cong was suddenly hesitated by Jiang Ci's seriousness and rigor. Can he ask what he knows? Let's talk about Lei's matter after the dust settles...

Then Jing Cong asked solemnly: "How old are you...?"

……

Jiang Ci asked back, "What do you think?"

Why didn't this person follow the agreed rules? Didn't someone ask him a question?

"twenty five?"

Jiang Ci patted Jing Cong's head, "I like to hear this, but you guessed too young. Eight years old, a little older than you, 29. Actually seven years old, you will be 22 this year. "

There is not much difference between 25 and 29, isn't it just "a bit"?

Jing Cong fiddled with the two chopsticks in his hand, and asked, "Has your birthday passed yet?"

"It's passed, it's not thirty yet." Jiang Ci said.

Someone who is about to reach the age of [-] is secretly prodding and dissatisfied with his old age.

Jing Cong asked again, "Then how do you know I'm 22..."

"Didn't you write it on the form you filled out when renting a house? I went to see your form, and only yours."

Jiang Ci looked at the ears of the person on the opposite side turning reddish, and he was in a great mood, "If you have any questions, you can ask them."

In the end, Jing Cong asked a bunch of questions like "Which school do you work in" and "What do you do in school".

Jiang Ci silently shed tears in his heart, and did not ask any of the more in-depth and wide-ranging things in his imagination.For the first time in his life, he expected the other party to gossip so much...

But when he thought that Jing Cong knew almost nothing about himself before this, but completely trusted himself, his heart softened again, and he said: "It doesn't matter if you can't think of anything else for a while, this right can be reserved forever. In the future, as long as it is Whatever you want to ask, I will answer."

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