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The girl nodded slyly in response: "Low-key, low-key!"

"My classmate is still waiting for me over there, then Mr. Jiang will see you first!"

Jiang Ci waved to someone, "Go, pay attention to safety on the way back."

"Yeah, bye!" Before leaving, the girl misses Jiang Ci and winks at Jing Cong with a smile.

After saying goodbye to the students, Jiang Ci grabbed Jing Cong's shoulders and pushed the cart together, "What are you thinking?"

Jing Cong bit his lips and said, "It's just a little strange. I feel that after getting to know you, it's all a good thing. They... have become different."

The two unknowingly walked to the sports equipment area where there were no people. Jiang Ci raised his hand and scratched his neck, and said slowly, "That's because you have also become different."

"In this world, malice and kindness are criss-crossed. The difference is that some people may meet more kindness, and some people may be the opposite. There may even be people who can only meet one of them. And even if it is neither good nor evil In many cases, it will be a sharp dagger." Eji knew what his "they" meant, "They are the same as this world, but they cannot be distinguished only by black and white, good and evil. Good people will do bad things. Bad people can also do good things, just like me, I'm not as good as you think."

Jing Cong stood in the shopping mall of Nuoda, listening to what Jiang Ci said next to him, and instantly connected all the words that Jiang Ci had said to him in the past two days.Originally, he was a child with no ups and downs, and his nature was always simple and kind. He could understand many things as long as Jiang Ci guided him.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just nodded to Jiang Ci, shook his head again, and then pulled the man into the elevator and went downstairs.

The fresh food and food area downstairs is the highlight of today's shopping. After all, there is a chef at home to cook, and they usually deal with it in the half-baked vegetable market downstairs in the community, so it is rare to go to the supermarket.

In the end, I bought two shopping bags for all kinds of fish, meat, eggs, vegetables, fruits and side dishes.

Jing Cong walked on Jiang Ci's right with one of the bags in his right hand, and couldn't help but continue to ask, "Can I finish eating so much?"

"You've asked me many times," Jiang Ci was helpless and amused, "Whether you can eat it or not, just treat it as how much money we have."

Seeing that Jing Cong couldn't understand, he could only explain carefully: "If you can eat it all, some have a long shelf life and can be stored in the refrigerator. Potatoes and onions can be stored for a long time at room temperature, and other vegetables can be fried for two meals. After eating, don't worry."

Jing Cong said awkwardly: "Oh... I don't know..."

Jiang Ci flicked his cheek with his empty hand, and said, "I know you don't know, so I explain to you."

When I was choosing something inside, Jing Cong asked from time to time, "Do you want so much?" A directional straight-line soars.

Finally, he carried the two big bags back to the sixth floor. After Eji changed his shoes and threw the things on the table, he lay down on the sofa.

Jing Cong also put things on the table. He looked at the pile of dishes and at Jiang Ci who was already resting on the sofa. He wanted to clean up but didn't know how to do it.

"Come here," Jiang Ci turned his head, "Come sit down and rest for a while."

Hearing this, Jing Cong walked over and sat on the spot Jiang Ci reserved for him.

"How to get those things?" Jing Cong asked.

"Don't worry, put it there first. Aren't you tired? I just climbed up to the sixth floor with my things, and I'm exhausted." Jiang Ci was good at picking Jing Cong's coat cuffs boredly.

"I'm not tired, Mr. Jiang, do you want some water?" Before Jing Cong finished asking, he got up and poured a glass of water to Jiang Ci, before sitting down.

Jiang Ci naturally took a sip, sighed slightly and said, "It seems to be my reason, alas, time makes people old."

Jing Cong looked at his tall nose from the side, shaking his head like a rattle, "Why, they all say I'm your brother, which means there's not much difference."

"Then you always call me Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang sounds old." Jiang Ci turned his face and said sullenly.

"Then... what's that called?" Jing Cong seemed to be guessing how Jiang Ci would embarrass him again, with a troubled expression on his face.

Jiang Cimen is clear, he only blames himself for being a bit indifferent in front of Jing Cong, but it just happened to be a vain claim of "Teacher Jiang".He smiled and said, "Then call me brother, or, if you want, just call him by name, Jiang Ci, Han Jiangxue's Jiang, a high-grade Ci."

It's the same as the self-introduction when we first met.

It is true that Jing Cong never called Jiang Ci by his real name once, and he always called Teacher Jiang.In the past, it was just meeting by chance and being helped by others to show respect, but later it has surpassed the ordinary relationship and followed the old habits.

But Jing Cong has never known how to get along with people, and it is true that he is reticent.Except for Jiang Ci and Xiao Wu who has a working relationship, he usually has nothing to say to others, nothing to do, just nothing to say.

This request is not difficult at all, he is very happy no matter whether it is calling Brother or Jiang Ci.

But suddenly it was a bit awkward to call out like that, Jing Cong was silent for a while, then opened his mouth and tried to call out: "Jiang Ci."

When Jiang Ci heard it, his mouth suddenly became dry. He sat up straight from the back of the sofa, and then leaned over to Jing Cong, so that they were very close to each other.

"Call again." Jiang Ci whispered.

Jing Cong's long eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Ci's face, who was close at hand. When he met those deep eyes, he held his breath in his heart, and finally called out again: "Jiang Ci ..."

Jiang Ci couldn't bear it, and before he finished speaking, he leaned forward and kissed Jing Cong, his lips felt soft and moist, which perfectly solved the hotness of the previous moment.Jiang Ci's hand had pressed Jing Cong's at some point, making people unable to move, even though the other party had no intention of moving at all.

After the kiss was over, Jiang Ci moved away a little, and responded with a slightly astringent voice: "I'm here."

Jing Cong looked at him with misty eyes, but his whole person was down-to-earth.A person who has nothing is not afraid of having nothing, he is no longer a person who has nothing, and the worry about gains and losses that should be has been appeased so that he has no sense of existence.

Jiang Ci raised his head and saw the wall clock in his eyes, then lowered his head and kissed the corner of the mouth of the person in front of him, and said, "We should start, the evening is the rush hour, and the traffic jam will be very serious."

Jing Cong followed Jiang Ci to stand up and squatted by the shoe cabinet to change his shoes.