Blow

The room was silent for a moment.

Wen Rushi put away his original relaxed posture, tensed his back, and said slowly: "Wen Xiao, think about it, what did you promise me back then?"

"I know," Wen Xiao lowered his arms, raised his head, and said in a flat tone, "I'm just joking."

Because of excessive force, a childish red mark was made on his forehead by his own knuckles.

Wen Rushi stared at the red seal for a while, but his face did not soften because of Wen Xiao's explanation, but became more serious.

She said: "Wen Xiao, you should be clear that I will make such a request to you because you are fully capable of doing it. So if you fail the exam, I will definitely arrange for you to study abroad."

"Chen Xinyue scored higher than me last year, and he didn't go to Beijing either."

"That's because he signed the quota of students directly recommended by the principal. Otherwise, you can ask now to see where he will choose."

Wen Xiao was dumbfounded, and then asked: "Then I went to Beijing, what should you do alone?"

Wen Ru asked, "What should I do? Is it me or Xia Jue?"

Wen Xiao didn't answer right away.

"If it were me, you don't have to worry about it," Wen Rushi said, "I think you have to figure out what to do at what stage. I don't need you to stay by my side, help me, or what, you It’s not until that time, and I don’t have that ability.”

Wen Xiao said, "But you didn't have to work so hard."

"Hard work? Did you make a mistake?" Wen Rushi looked at him and tilted his head slightly. "I worked harder when I was in Shanghai, and after all, I was working for others. Now that I am back at Dad's company, my dedication Compared with the income ratio before, the situation has improved a lot.”

Wen Xiao was startled when he heard that.

Wen Rushi continued: "I really don't want to take over my father's company, but I know that I will come back one day, because my father will get old, and the company is related to my mother's gallery—in a word, it is impossible for me to be here in the first place. Staying outside for too long, it’s not your fault that I resigned and went back to Juzhou, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

After speaking a long paragraph, she stopped and looked at Wen Xiao quietly.

"... Then there's Xia Jue," Wen Xiao took a deep breath, and finally said it out, "I'm worried that he might not be able to go to Beijing."

Hearing his words, there was no surprise in Wen Rushi's eyes, only faint disappointment.

Wen Xiao avoided her gaze, lowered his eyes and said, "I know what I'm talking about, and I also know that I promised you that no matter what happens to Xia Jue, I will make the best choice. The problem is that going to Beijing will treat me Is it really that good?"

"Yes," Wen Rushi said indifferently, "Your suspicion now is just making excuses for you not wanting to separate from Xia Jue. You clearly know that there are two top universities in China in Beijing. In essence, there are only two options, one is Qingbei, and all schools except Qingbei are 'other schools'."

Wen Xiao pursed his lips tightly, his chest rose and fell slightly.

Wen Rushi noticed his irritability, Shu Er stretched out his hand to open the desk drawer, and took out an iron box from it.

The iron box was very old, covered with small scratches, and the iron carvings on it were very familiar to Wen Xiao, a painting by Fang Qinxin.

He quickly recalled something.Sure enough, Wen Rushi opened the lid of the box, and there was a stack of palm-sized square stone-patterned paper inside. The color was fresh and elegant, very light and thin, and would be torn if he was not careful.

Wen Rushi drew two cards and gave one of them to Wen Xiao.The two were silent, and each carefully folded a paper crane in a strange atmosphere.

——This was the rule of their family when Fang Qinxin was still there.No matter how fierce the dispute is, in this way, it can also be eased.

The folded paper crane, a small one, is twirled at the fingertips.The light shines through the paper, as if passing through countless years, and time goes back to the past in an instant.

"After my mother got sick, she told me something about you," Wen Rushi said softly, "Do you want to hear it?"

Wen Xiao said: "You tell me."

Wen Ru said, "She feels sorry for you."

"How come?" Wen Xiao was at a loss.

"She said that because she couldn't control herself, she always wanted to manipulate you," Wen Rushi sighed, "She was too afraid that you would become like your father, so she focused on controlling you, reprimanded you everywhere, and warned you every time. I will do my best to make you what she wants."

Wen Xiao couldn't help thinking back to the years after the first two years, that is, when he was dubbed a "moral model" by Fu Ningyu and Chen Xinyue.At that time, his mind was really full of Fang Qinxin's teachings. For Fang Qinxin's emotions and body, he could do or do nothing.

"But everything Mom taught me is correct." Wen Xiao said.

"The content may not be wrong, but what about the practice itself? In a normal life, what you have to study hard is not to satisfy anyone else. After all, no matter whether it is satisfaction or disappointment from others, it can't actually make up for you. At the end of the day, only you can make yourself complete.”

As she said that, Wen Rushi also put her paper crane into Wen Xiao's palm.

"Let's read a book," she said.

So far, the topic they discussed seems to have a conclusion, but it seems not.Wen Xiao got up and walked out of Wen Rushi's study.

Turning back and closing the door, he thought to himself on the side of the stairs: Only he can make himself complete. Wen Rushi's words should mean that he is incomplete now.

No wonder, he does often feel a kind of "emptiness" in his body from the heart, but he just doesn't know how to fill it.

Wen Xiao went down to the second floor.

Xia Jue was coming up from the first floor with milk, when she saw him, she was startled, and spilled some on the floor.

"Leave it alone, Auntie will clean up later," Wen Xiao took the cup with his empty hand, "Why are you so timid at home?"

Xia Jue muttered, "It's not timid..."

He saw that Wen Xiao and Wen Ru had been talking for so long, and he was worried that Wen Xiao would be criticized for failing the monthly exam, so he wanted to go upstairs to have a look, but felt it was too rude, so he went to the kitchen on the first floor to heat up the milk, so as to find an excuse. knock on the door.

"Still timid," Wen Xiao said after listening to his explanation, "How can it be so complicated?"

Xia Jue didn't bother to explain further, and said worriedly: "Let's not talk about this now. What's the matter, is sister angry?

Wen Xiao's usual grades are obvious to all. This time the monthly exam fell to [-], and she lost dozens of places. No matter how she thought about it, Xia Jue felt that she was dragged down by herself, and felt very guilty.

"No, don't think too much." Wen Xiao stroked his hair.

Xia Jue promised not to think too much about it, but when Wen Xiao routinely checked his homework before going to bed, she pushed back.

"Forget it, no need," he put the finished test paper into a five-sanli book and closed it, "Wen Xiao, you've been too tired recently, go to bed early."

After hearing this, Wen Xiao slowly reached out his hand expressionlessly, touched his face, unexpectedly, and pinched him hard.

Xia Jue let out a "hiss" as he struck hard, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

"Be obedient." Then Wen Xiao took the book Wusan with homework from him, and opened it.

"...I really don't need it," Xia Jue said depressedly while covering her cheeks, "I can do it myself."

"If you can do it, why haven't you entered a single line yet?" Wen Xiao asked casually.

When tutoring Xia Jue with homework, he was always not very polite, and Xia Jue could accept it calmly.Only this time, Xia Jue was slightly taken aback, his expression darkened, he bit his lip, and remained silent.

Wen Xiao paused, realized something, and put down his pen.

"Xia Jue, I'm not—" he opened his mouth, trying to explain.

Xia Jue whispered, "I know." As she spoke, she stood up, probably planning to take a bath.

Wen Xiao also stood up, a little hastily, and the chair was almost overturned.Xia Jue quickly supported him, and Wen Xiao took advantage of the situation to hold his wrist.

"Boom", the chair legs wrapped in soft silicone covers rose and fell, hitting the wooden floor, making a dull sound.

The room was silent.

After a brief pause, Xia Jue moved first.

He took the initiative to approach and hugged Wen Xiao.Wen Xiao also hugged him quickly, rubbing his back gently.

"Wen Xiao, it's because of me that you can't fall asleep these days, right?" Xia Jue asked in a low voice, "You're afraid that I won't pass the exam."

Wen Xiao didn't answer, but just kissed his neck, took a deep breath, and his nostrils were filled with a familiar and pleasant smell.

Xia Jue then hugged Wen Xiao even tighter, and rubbed her head against Wen Xiao's neck.

In this posture, Wen Xiao clearly felt his attachment to him, as well as the uneasiness in his heart at the moment.

Faced with the possible results after the college entrance examination, there is never only one person who is uneasy.

"Do you want to take a bath?" Wen Xiao suddenly asked, "I'll carry you."

Xia Jue froze for a second, her heartbeat accelerated; then her body lightened, and before she could exclaim in surprise, she was already lifted up.

Or it is more appropriate to say "carry".

Wen Xiao is very strong, Xia Jue knows it.Even so, he didn't expect that Wen Xiao would be able to carry him directly on his shoulders since he was an adult male anyway.

This gesture is simply like snatching a kiss.

"Does this count as a hug?" The sadness just now faded instantly, Xia Jue couldn't help but hammered Wen Xiao's back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "How can you be like this..."

——Straight men hug people.

"Don't like it?" Wen Xiao asked, freeing up one hand, turning on the shower, flushing the bathtub, and storing the water.

"...I like them all." Xia Jue said.As he was stripped bit by bit, he was gradually embarrassed to speak out, and quietly hid in the water, waiting for Wen Xiao to come out.

It was just Wen Xiao's whim. Originally, he really planned to just help Xia Jue drain the water and leave, but seeing his actions at this moment, he suddenly changed his mind, moved a small chair instead, and sat down by the bathtub in a leisurely manner.

Xia Jue then hid deeper and deeper, until finally only one head remained on the surface of the water. His eyes were calm, but the ends of his hair fluttered nervously in the water.

"Have you forgotten?" The two looked at each other for a moment, and Wen Xiao looked at him with an intriguing subtle expression, "The water is transparent, I've already seen it all."

When people are in the water, they will have a wonderful illusion. When facing other people, they subconsciously hide in the water, but in fact they can't hide anything.

Xia Jue was stunned, and then rushed down in shame, curling up in a ball under the water.

Wen Xiao rolled up his cuffs and fished him up a little funny.

Xia Jue's whole body was covered with water, and his expression was at a loss. After the skin was soaked, his facial features revealed a dazzling tension, which was breathtaking.

"...Do you want to kiss?" Wen Xiao brushed his hair away, cleared his throat, and asked.

The bathroom was obviously full of water, but Wen Xiao suddenly felt thirsty.

Xia Jue slapped him on the face and said, "You, don't ask me this. Why haven't you left yet? It's impossible to wash together."

Wen Xiao took a bite of the soft meat delivered to his door, broke free easily, and reached into the water with one hand to hold Xia Jue.

"Wet as a fish," he said.

Breathing rises and falls.Xia Jue tilted her neck back irresistibly, her muscles gradually tightened, showing a flexible yet powerful beauty.

The hand holding the edge of the bathtub tightened, then relaxed, struggling to find Wen Xiao's trouser chain.

"What do you want to do?" Wen Xiao asked with a low smile.

In the intense feeling, Xia Jue closed her eyes tightly and bit her lips until they turned white.Hearing Wen Xiao's question, he opened his eyes, panting, and smiled a little slyly.

After all, the two took this bath together.

When she came out, Xia Jue was finally hugged horizontally by Wen Xiao in a dignified manner, and she was steamed soft and red, like a peeled candy, which made people want to taste it involuntarily.

They are all sleepy.After lying down, Xia Jue kept yawning; Wen Xiao also miraculously felt sleepy early, kissing the tip of his nose one after another.

This night I slept very soundly.

Before falling asleep, Wen Xiao vaguely remembered that today is March No. 14, and Xia Jue's birthday will be coming next week.

The author has something to say: Xiao Xia is celebrating her birthday too.