My Underachieving Seatmate Doesn't Need Any Comforting

They sat on the sofa, and the diary was on the coffee table.

Holding the pen, He Shen stared at the horizontal lines, unable to write down even a single point.

Family heirloom diary... left by Qiao Shao's mother, a treasure belonging to a warm family, and now he can write on it too.

Thinking of this, He Shen's hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

Qiao Shao waited for him patiently.

He Shen finally wrote. The moment the pen tip poured ink into the paper, he felt a heat surge in his chest.

"Hey..." Qiao Shao said, "The tip of the pen is going to pierce the paper!"

He Shen came back to his senses suddenly, he hurriedly raised his pen, he looked like a primary school student learning to write for the first time.

Qiao Shao was amused by him: "Why are you so nervous?"

He Shen: "..."

Qiao Shao teased him: "Would a student with a perfect score who handed in the papers in advance every time be nervous?"

He Shen breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "I don't know what to write."

He doesn't even have a complete family, so he doesn't know what to write in such a wonderful book.

Qiao Shao took out the pen from his hand and said, "Write whatever you want, write whatever comes to mind..."

Speaking of which, he had already written it down first, and under Qiao Zongmin's handwriting, he wrote a line of round and lovely characters.

He Shen stared intently for a while, what Qiao Shao wrote was——He Shenshen is so worthless, he is trembling while holding the pen, it turns out that Xue Shen is also nervous sometimes.

He Shen: "..."

Qiao Shao stopped writing and looked at him: "Look, this is fine!"

As my mother said, it doesn't matter how much you write, what is more important is sharing, which is sharing between husband and wife, between father and son, and between mother and child.

Even if we haven't been together all day, when we go home and see the family heirloom diary, we know what each other has done.

This is the warmest communication and the most beautiful memory recorded with heart.

He Shen nodded, picked up the pen again, and wrote down the first word carefully.

Qiao Shao poked his head over curiously, wanting to know what the god of learning, who was sitting upright as if facing a formidable enemy, wrote.

The neat and elegant handwriting is slightly blurred when I start to write because of the slight tremor of the hand, but the overall look is still beautiful and very elegant.

As for this content...

Qiao Shao burst into laughter: "Are you writing a composition for elementary school students!"

No matter how handsome and elegant the font is, the content is that the elementary school students have not escaped.

He Shen wrote: The weather is fine today, I am very happy...

Qiao Shao read it again, then tilted his head to look at him: "And then?"

He Shen added four more words - very happy.

Qiao Shao laughed out loud, almost leaning back: "Are you trying to laugh me to death!"

However, He Shen was still very serious: "Can't you?"

Qiao Shao laughed until his stomach ached: "All right, all right, very good, whatever you write is fine."

He Shen knows that his writing is too simple, but this is his mood at this moment, every word is extremely true: the weather is good, the mood is very good, and he is so happy that he doesn't know what words to use to describe it.

No matter how excellent the brain is, no matter what experience he has had, when the true emotion is full of blood, he will return to the most immature time, and experience this purest, clearest, instinctive happiness like a child.

Mr. Qiao came out of the kitchen: "Okay, let's eat!"

Qiao Shao said, "Okay." After speaking, he took He Shen's hand and walked towards the restaurant.

Da Qiao's eyes were fixed on their hands. Qiao Shao didn't feel anything at first, but he let go of his hands in a daze.

Qiao Zongmin said: "Come here and serve the food!"

Qiao Shao hurriedly said, "Okay."

He Shen wanted to help, but Qiao Shao said, "Set the table and chopsticks."

He Shen stayed at the dining table.

Since my father is a mountain, I still have to be separated between them tonight to show this heavy fatherly love.

He Shen was a little cramped and ate very slowly.

Qiao Zongmin looked at him: "Isn't it delicious?"

He Shen immediately replied: "It's delicious."

Qiao Zongmin said again: "Then why..."

Qiao Shao quickly rescued He Shen: "Dad, don't keep scaring him."

Qiao Zongmin was the least happy to hear that Qiao Shao was protecting He Shen: "Why, I can't let him eat more?"

Qiao Shao said: "He hasn't had much dinner with his family, you have to let him get used to it."

One sentence made He Shen's hand tremble slightly when he said it.

Qiao Zongmin paused, and said, "Eat more, and tell me if you want to eat in the future..." After saying it, he forcibly changed his words, "Aunt Wu!"

Qiao Shao snickered: "Is it my Aunt Wu?"

Qiao Zongmin raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Shao said: "He Shen is not picky eater, he will eat anything."

He Shen nodded and said, "Well, they're all delicious." As long as you can eat at this table, everything is delicious.

Someone cleaned up after the meal, Qiao Shao pulled He Shen: "Let's go to do our homework."

Da Qiao couldn't stop him either: "Okay."

Qiao Shao took He Shen to his study on the second floor, and he let out a sigh of relief as soon as he opened the door and entered: "It can be regarded as getting rid of Dad's death stare."

Usually, when there were only two of them, He Shen would always give him a kiss, but today he behaved very well, as if Da Qiao was in the room.

Qiao Shao whispered to him, "Would you like to live here?"

He Shen held his hand and said, "Can I really live in your house?" There was always an unreal feeling.

Qiao Shao said: "As long as you are willing, this is your home."

There is nothing more poignant than this sentence, He Shen wished he could hear it tens of thousands of times.

He said: "I am very willing, very willing."

Qiao Shao was happy again: "He Shenshen, what's wrong with you, have you fallen in love with this sentence?"

When writing a diary, I am very happy, very happy, and now I am very willing, very willing.

In the past, the god of learning who talked a lot, but this time he really ran out of words.

Qiao Shao was still about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

Qiao Shao said: "The door is not closed."

Qiao Zongmin came in with a book: "Don't you want to do your homework?"

Qiao Shao: "I'm looking for a job."

Qiao Zongmin sat in a massage chair in the corner and said, "Oh, write quickly."

Only then did Qiao Shao realize that someone had tampered with his study, and he said in shock, "Why did you put a massage chair? I don't need it!"

Qiao Zongmin opened the book and said, "I will use it."

Qiao Shao was lost: "Use you to put it on the third floor."

Qiao Zongmin said calmly, "I will use it here."

Qiao Shao: "........."

Needless to say, Da Qiao is going to monitor their homework!

As for Mr. Qiao, you have hundreds of millions of bosses coming to do this job every minute?

He Shen was very honest, and changed the subject, "Are there two desks?"

Good guy, only now did Qiao Shao realize that there was an extra desk next to his desk.

Qiao Zongmin looked at the book and said, "Engineering chairs won't be delivered until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." The implication is that the arrangements have been made a long time ago, you two hurry up and study for me!

Qiao Shao: "You don't have to sit here, we really know how to do our homework."

Qiao Zongmin said: "I read my book, so I can't bother you?"

Qiao Shao: "..."

All right, since Da Qiao was so well prepared, he endured it!Besides, Da Qiao just came on a whim, and he probably won't come again after seeing it for two days. This massage chair... emmm, give it to Aunt Wu at that time, anyway, he doesn't need it!

Qiao Shao really did two sets of questions with He Shen, and they wrote until after ten o'clock.

Comrade Qiao Zongmin fell asleep directly on the massage chair... Qiao Shao saw that he couldn't wake up from the vibration of the gongs and drums, and really didn't know what the hell he was "surveilling"!

The study room is all ready, and the bedroom has naturally been put into great effort.

Don't even think about it, He Shen can only sleep on the first floor, but the guest room on the first floor has a brand new look, and all the utensils are the same as in Qiao Shao's room.

Qiao Shao checked the mattress on purpose: "Big Qiao, you can do it, don't you need to order this mattress two or three months in advance?"

Qiao Zongmin said: "The expedited fee is 20."

Qiao Shao clicked his tongue twice, and said to He Shen: "You see, our Da Qiao is righteous."

He Shen said: "There is no need to spend so much money."

Qiao Zongmin was not polite to him: "Just sleep honestly."

Qiao Shao convinced his father's yellow brain, pushed him and said, "It's getting late, go back to sleep."

Qiao Zongmin naturally took his son away, and after sending Qiao Shao back to the bedroom, he told him, "Lock the door."

Qiao Shao: "..."

Qiao Zongmin said seriously: "Don't take it seriously, you two are still young!"

Qiao Shao coaxed him: "Okay, okay, I'll lock the door right now." With a slap, he locked his father out first.

The old father was melancholy for a while, feeling that his son was too big to stay, so he went upstairs to work overtime silently.

Qiao Shaoliang didn't rush, and sent He Shen a message first: "How is the room?"

Because of Big Joe, he didn't take a good look around.

It took a while for He Shen to reply to him, with only four words: "Like a dream."