serious about love

The word "reward" is like a huge piece of cookie that fell from the sky, smashing the banquet.

Wherever Jiang Mu walked, he followed wherever the banquet was finished, like a child who just learned to walk, ignorant and stumbling.

You can open your arms and shout "Daddy, hug" at any time.

This is what Jiang Muxing saw when he turned his head, his forehead twitched: "Hello, have you had a drink?"

Yanhao suddenly sobered up: "Squad leader, you said just now that you want to discuss rewards, right?"

Jiang Muxing: "..."

-

Yanhao held a bowl of grapes and ate, and seemed to have calmed down: "It was agreed before, I will invite you to play at the beach after I pass the test you set for the goal."

Glancing at Jiang Muxing, Yanhao bit the grapes in his mouth, the sweet and sour juice wrapped around the tip of his tongue, and the breath he exhaled was sweet.

"Then I will keep my word."

Jiang Muxing didn't give any response.

Yan Hao cheered himself up, and said persistently: "Now is the right season to go to the beach. The times are developing too fast, and it will be very commercialized in a few years. By then, you may not even see a single shell."

Jiang Muxing frowned slightly: "There is no sea in this city."

"Let's go to City A." Yanhao sent the bowl in front of him, and said after he reached out to take a grape, "We can visit University A by the way."

Jiang Muxing didn't respond again.

A bold guess flashed through Yanhao's mind. He hesitated for a few seconds and asked tentatively, "Squad leader, are you motion sick?"

Jiang Muxing remained silent.

Is that the default?Yan Hao's complexion changed, he liked the smell of gasoline very much since he was a child, he thought it smelled very good, now he felt that he was farther away from Jiang Muxing.

"It's hard to get motion sickness, so I won't go there. I'll talk about it later when I have a chance."

Jiang Muxing casually turned the cap of his pen: "How long will the car ride take?"

Yan Hao quickly replied: "There is a train, and it will take more than three hours."

Jiang Muxing lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about it.

The wall clock on the wall was ticking, the air-conditioning was blowing the fake ivy leaves and kept shaking, waiting for the banquet became more and more anxious, he felt that his heart was about to have a problem, and a voice rang in his ears in vain: "Go can go!" .”

Yanhao looked over abruptly.

Jiang Muxing didn't turn the pen cap any more, but tapped it with his index finger, and said in silence for a moment: "But I will be like a useless person when I get in the car, and I can't control anything else."

Yan Hao pursed his lips, and he was indeed motion sick. He seemed quite dizzy, and he smiled: "It's okay, monitor, I'll take care of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Jiang Muxing ask, "How do you take care of me?"

Yan Hao's head froze and she stared blankly at him.

Jiang Muxing covered his lips and coughed twice: "When are you leaving?"

The banquet is still staying.

Jiang Muxing repeated and called out his name: "Hi Yan, let me ask when you are leaving?"

Yanhao came back to her senses immediately: "This week's weather is the most suitable."

"Tomorrow is the weekend. If you can ask the cafe owner for leave, we can go tomorrow and come back on Wednesday afternoon. In the evening, you take me to the Green Orange Bar to open my eyes."

Jiang Muxing said without emotion: "I will not only have a part-time job in the cafe tomorrow, but also a part-time job in the morning."

The sunny day above Yan Hao's head was suddenly overrun by a large cloud. He put a small bowl of grapes on the table, and his eyes were a bit gloomy.

Why did Jiang Muxing live so hard?

Yanhao scratched his palm vigorously, with a suffocation in his chest, wanting to curse.

-

Jiang Muxing went to the balcony to answer the phone.

Chen Feng introduced the job to him at the other end: "Boy Jiang, I have a job as a tutor here for you."

"It can be regarded as a child of one of my relatives. Just like you, in the second half of the third year of high school, I went to the ninth middle school. I have serious partial subjects. You will make up extra lessons during the summer vacation."

Jiang Muxing looked down at the night scene by the river: "No."

Chen Feng didn't expect to be rejected, he was stunned for a moment: "If you have money, don't you earn it?"

"Didn't you work in a tutoring institution before? You are good at making up lessons for others. What can't you do?"

"The review in the third year of high school is very heavy." Jiang Muxing said, "I can only bring one, otherwise the quality will drop."

Chen Feng disagreed: "Teach as you please, people just let you tutor and give lectures, and it doesn't mean that you must help to send you to a prestigious university."

Jiang Muxing turned his face sideways, and his peripheral vision glanced at the slender figure with his head hanging down through the glass door.

"No way."

Chen Feng wanted to say something else, Jiang Muxing stepped forward to block his words, and said lightly: "Brother Chen, thank you for your kindness."

"You kid is really, very assertive, I feel that you are more mature than me," Chen Feng was not angry, "Since you don't answer, then forget it."

"But I have to remind you that the money must be paid back on time, and everyone will be troubled if it is late."

Jiang Muxing hung up the phone, stood on the balcony for two or three minutes and went back to the living room: "Go on Monday morning."

Yan Hao was taken aback for a moment: "Then when will you come back? Or Wednesday afternoon?"

Jiang Muxing looked at him condescendingly: "It takes three days and two nights to see the sea?"

"I still have to go to University A. There are other scenic spots in City A. It's rare to go there. It doesn't feel worthwhile to go to a few places."

Seeing Jiang Muxing not saying a word, Yanhao couldn't help but feel uneasy, and started talking nonsense: "Squad leader, why don't you react too much? Give me some face, okay?"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself, Jiang Muxing agreed to go play together, which has already given Tian a big face.

He was ashamed of himself for being so aggressive.

"How many places to go?"

Jiang Muxing raised his eyebrows, "You can't even do a pull-up, how can you run?"

Yan Hao was eager to clarify himself, he stood up without thinking, and frowned slightly: "Pull-ups are a technical problem, and have nothing to do with leg strength."

Jiang Muxing glanced at the toes that stood on tiptoe.

The place where Yan Hao was caught by his eyes went numb for a while, his legs went limp, his heels fell back to the ground, and he muttered with a blushing face, "I can run quite well."

Jiang Muxing tapped the table twice with his fingers: "If you can't run anymore, I won't care about you."

Yan Hao's eyes suddenly lit up with brilliance: "Squad leader, don't worry, I will never hold you back!"

Jiang Muxing tilted his head, the line of his jaw stretched.

Yan Hao moved two steps closer to him: "Then... monitor, where is my reward?"

Jiang Muxing glanced at him.

Yan Hao's body temperature rose wildly in that look, and he scratched the tip of his nose helplessly: "It stands to reason that the grades belong to me, and I get paid for doing well in the exam. I am embarrassed to ask for rewards, but the person who wants to discuss rewards is you."

The second half of the sentence is inaudible, a bit like begging for candy from the parents, it’s okay if you don’t give it, it’s agreed.

Jiang Muxing took a look at the wrong book on the table, and asked casually: "What do you want?"

Yan Hao was stunned for a while, then said depressedly: "I didn't think about it."

Jiang Muxing looked as usual: "Then let's talk when you think it over."

Yan looked at his slender fingers resting on the notebook: "What if I can't figure it out all the time?"

Jiang Muxing said, "That means you don't really care."

Banquet: "..."

Jiang Muxing looked at his watch: "It's past nine o'clock, and you haven't finished a single question, and the papers haven't started yet. I'll stay with you tonight, and the class will be postponed until eleven o'clock."

Yanhao blinked slowly, and rushed towards the guest room in the next second.

Jiang Muxing said in a deep voice, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to get you a quilt. Auntie put it away in the cupboard. I don't know if it smells. I take it out and put it away. I have to turn on the air conditioner for a while..."

Yanhao hurriedly walked into the guest room.

Jiang Muxing stood by the table, raised his hand to wipe his face for a while, and when he put his hand down, he trembled slightly.

-

Yanhao only went to QQ before going to bed, and found that some classmates came to him for side-talking, wanting to know how he got that grade in the test.

Some people stepped on his space, and the comments were weird.

Yanhao only went back to Yang Cong and Xia Shui.

When it was close to midnight, Yan Hao knocked on the door of the guest room: "Squad leader, are you asleep?"

The lights in the room were turned off early, only the hazy moonlight outside the window shone on the bay window.

Jiang Muxing didn't lie down. He leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes. When he heard the voice outside the door, he didn't show any surprise.

When the second sound sounded, Jiang Muxing got out of bed, opened the door with bare feet, looked at the person at the door, his voice sounded hoarse in the dim light.

"It's midnight, good dinner."

"I'm sorry, monitor, I can't sleep."

Yan Hao turned on the small light on the wall next to her, and looked at the floor.

Jiang Muxing pinched the bridge of his nose: "Talk about something."

Yanhao reacted, and hesitated: "That's right, that, I've decided what reward I want."

He raised the paper in his hand, lowered his eyelashes, and carefully hid the tension in his eyes: "I want you to sign for me."

It was an ordinary piece of letter paper, blue single line, blank, without a single punctuation mark on it.

-

Probably because the light was too soft, Jiang Muxing's eyebrows didn't look as sharp as usual.

"I'm not a star, so why sign?"

Yanhao laughed lightly: "Squad leader, don't you know? Many people regard you as an idol."

Jiang Muxing was indifferent: "What does this have to do with you asking for my autograph?"

"There is a connection," Yan Hao licked the corner of his dry lips, "I am also your admirer."

Jiang Muxing leaned sideways on the door frame, with his back slightly arched, looking at the messy hairs on his head.

A fine layer of sweat broke out in the palm of Yan Hao's hand, and the hand holding the paper tightened unconsciously.

Jiang Muxing lifted his thin lips: "Pen."

Yan Hao handed over the pen in a daze, seeing that he was going to write at the beginning of the first line, he hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, don't write there, write down."

Jiang Muxing raised his eyelids.

The hairs on Yan Hao's back stood up all at once, pretending to be calm on the surface.

It's impossible for Jiang Muxing to see what he's thinking, it's impossible, calm down, don't panic, he keeps comforting himself in his heart.

But if Jiang Muxing asked why...

The well-established psychological construction immediately fell apart, and his breathing and heartbeat became disordered.

Can't think of a reason.

The reason for signing is already a bit reluctant, and this kind of request doesn't make sense.

Yan Hao backed down, curled up her fingertips, and withdrew as soon as she grabbed the paper.

However, Jiang Muxing didn't ask anything, and looked away as if nothing had happened, and wrote his name on the lower right corner of the paper with a pen.

Doesn't seem to care.

-

Yan Hao seemed to have taken a bath in front of Jiang Muxing, and returned to the room covered in sweat with both hands and feet.

He spread the crumpled paper on the table, smoothed it out little by little, and looked at the three words Jiang Muxing without blinking.

After looking at it for a long time, Yan Hao pressed the automatic pen to write something, when the tip of the pen was about to touch the paper, his hand suddenly paused and replaced the automatic pen with a pencil.

Write it down first, then erase it and replace it with something else after a while.

Yanhao held his breath, lay down in front of the table, and seriously wrote in a blank space. He wrote on the paper——

I'm Yanhao's boyfriend, Jiang Muxing.