it's okay if you're stupid

Li Jia was so frightened that Sanhun went to Qipo, grabbed Xie Zhi's arm and wanted to pick him up and run downstairs.

Being dragged by him, Xie Zhi came to his senses completely, his face was frighteningly pale, he panted and shook his head: "It's okay...it's okay."

Li Jia looked at him worriedly, and ran her hands along his back: "Is it a sudden illness? Why haven't I seen you have such a problem before, I'm scared out of my wits, are you okay? Why don't you go to the hospital to see ?”

Xie Zhi's hands were still shaking, he lowered his eyes and hid his hands: "Don't worry."

Li Jia pulled up the chair and sat in front of him, examining his expression.

Xie Zhi actually had no expression.There is a coldness in his bones, outsiders don't understand, they always feel that he is arrogant and looks down on others.

Now this face was covered in cold sweat, the thick long eyelashes drooped down, wet with sweat, and looked a bit tormented, showing a bit of fragility.

Xie Zhi blinked his sore eyes, and calmed down: "It's a little trouble, it's okay." After a pause, he pinched his brows, "I'm sorry, I may...can't go to the tour guide's side."

Li Jia said it lightly, but she must have spent a lot of time inquiring about it, and she might have already contacted there to give him a surprise.

"If you don't want to go, we won't go, and we won't go no matter how much you are paid."

Li Jia frowned and shook his hand.Those hands were wet and cold, they were not hot in summer.

PTSD?

Why did Xie Zhi have psychological barriers to playing the piano?

When the words came to his lips, Li Jia didn't dare to ask.

The Xie family was developed in the generation of Grandpa Xie Zhi, so the background is not rich, so the bankruptcy was quite tragic.But before going bankrupt, Xie Zhi grew up held in the hands of his parents.

The young master who was spoiled by thousands of pampers, his parents would give him whatever he wanted, but fortunately, he had a good root and was not spoiled.

The two met in a music competition in the city when they were in high school, they were randomly combined as teammates, and they chatted unexpectedly.

When there is no competition, the two often get together, one plays the piano and the other plays the violin, discusses Bach and Grumio, and exchanges ideas with each other.In the sweltering heat of the afternoon, the breeze gently blew the sea-blue window screens, and the two of them could spend an afternoon in the music room.

Xie Zhi was born suitable for playing the piano, with slender fingers and well-proportioned joints. His fingers linger between the black and white keys, like a dancing white butterfly. When the sound of the piano flows out, he is the focus of the audience.

He also entered his favorite music academy as he wished.

If it wasn't for Xie's accident, he was going to study abroad at the beginning.

It was rumored that not long after the Xie family declared bankruptcy, their family of three committed suicide in an apartment in the suburbs...only one, Xie Zhi, was rescued.

Li Jia didn't know the details, and Xie Zhi never brought it up.

Thinking about it now, it seems that since then, Xie Zhi never touched the piano again.

Xie Zhi actually wanted to give Li Jia an explanation.

But my ears are buzzing.

He couldn't remember anything but a motley chaos in his mind.

Li Jia changed the subject as if nothing had happened: "Let's not talk about this, are you hungry? I'll let the waiter serve the food."

Xie Zhi felt his thoughtfulness, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "...Thank you."

"Hey, why are you so polite to me?"

Li Jia's cell phone rang, he looked down at the message, frowned slightly, turned the phone on silent as usual, thought for a while, and said: "I have something to do in the afternoon, I will deliver it after dinner." You go back."

Xie Zhi's mind was in a mess, and he nodded indiscriminately.

Li Jia obviously also had troubles, the two of them couldn't taste the taste of the meal, and Xie Zhi came back to his senses after getting in the car: "Go to Zhang He's side."

Li Jia put on her seat belt, turned on the navigation: "Oh."

The sweet voice began to navigate: "I am heading to Zhanghe Community, ready to go, the whole journey..."

"..." Li Jia suddenly realized and raised her voice, "Fuck! Where are you going? Isn't that Pei Xianyi's house?"

He reacted so strongly, Xie Zhi pressed the back of his finger to his lips, and said uncertainly: "Friendship visit?"

Li Jia was furious: "You still said that you have no enmity with him, is it because he tripped you up and you didn't notice? Did he block you because he had two bad money? These rich people are really fucking rich thing!"

Xie Zhi categorically interrupted his colorful imagination: "No."

"We are worthy of him!"

Without saying clearly, Li Jia can imagine a thrilling movie, Xie Zhi pinched his forehead: "Pei Xianyi is sick."

"Incurable disease? He plans to make you the heir to the inheritance? Boss Pei is awesome, Boss Pei is generous!"

Xie Zhi: "..."

No matter how dull they are, they should be able to see that these two people have so much malice towards each other.

One is murderous hatred, and the other is verbal hatred.

How did you end up complaining? ? ?

"He is sick and needs my care," Xie Zhi gave up struggling and confided the truth, "I will move back to live for a while, and leave when his condition stabilizes."

"What disease do you have to take care of personally?" Li Jia sneered, "I think it's a widow's disease."

Xie Zhi found a more subtle and appropriate way of saying: "It's a bit crazy, I might hurt someone if I'm not around."

The more Li Jia listened, the more she felt that something was wrong: "How can there be such a disease, he is not pretending? What kind of development is this? After marrying you, you are still romantic and happy. After divorce, you find that you can't help but fall in love with you and want to save it?"

Xie Zhi's tone was indifferent: "My birthday wish this year is to burn your pile of third-rate romance novels."

"Your birthday this year has passed."

"Then next year."

"Reading paper books is not popular anymore."

"..."

Li Jia was full of doubts and complaints, stared at Xie Zhi's expression for a while, then started the car, and sadly sent Xie Zhi back to the fire pit.

Zhanghe community does not allow foreign vehicles to enter, and they have to stop when they are delivered to the gate of the community.Li Jia originally wanted to go back with Xie Zhi to see what tricks Pei was up to, when the phone turned on again.

He looked down, hissed, looked at Xie Zhi, and then looked at his phone, his face full of embarrassment.

Xie Zhi: "Can he still eat me? Just go if you have something to do."

Li Jia muttered: "You don't understand at all..."

Xie Zhi didn't pay much attention to it, and patted him on the shoulder funny, indicating that he was fine, and told him to drive carefully before stepping in.

The afternoon sun is scorching, but fortunately, the community is well greened, shaded by trees everywhere, and there is a large artificial lake.At this time, there were not even people walking, and the sound of insects made the surroundings even more silent.

Xie Zhi put his hands in his pockets and walked along the path, looking at the lush trees, he remembered the only time he and Pei Xianyi took a walk after dinner.

At that time, he participated in the program, which was maliciously edited and broadcast, which attracted black ridicule from the whole Internet.

Dong Wen asked him to uninstall Weibo and not to read the related posts. After a while, once the popularity subsides, netizens will not remember it.

Xie Zhi stayed in the house for a day, and in the evening Pei Xianyi, who was said to have gone to Germany to discuss business, came back, knocked on his door, and asked him to accompany him for dinner.

When asked about business, he downplayed: "Being dove, foreigners are just unreliable."

After dinner, Pei Xianyi proposed to take a walk.He helped to repay the debt, he was Xie Zhi's benefactor, and of course Xie Zhi would not refuse.

Before going out, Pei Xianyi received a lot of phone calls, and replied perfunctorily with "um", "ok", "I will explain", and finally got impatient and turned off the phone directly.

The evening wind is very gentle, and there are squirrels and rabbits in the woods beside the two roads, poking their heads out from time to time, and the shadows of the trees fall on the ground, being trampled and swaying.The artificial lake reflects the light of nearby street lamps, shimmering and shattering the whole lake, as if the lake is sprinkled with silver foil.

The two walked quietly all the way, the shadows on the ground grew longer and shorter, and neither of them spoke.

My heart, which was originally burning and unbearable, suddenly calmed down.

On the way home, Pei Xianyi went to a small shop nearby to buy a pack of cigarettes and brought him a glass of smoothie.

He didn't light a cigarette, looked disorganized and a bit pissed, came out and saw Xie Zhi was in a daze, smiled and leaned over to stick the smoothie onto his face: "I'm in a better mood. Here, thank you."

The coolness of the smoothie paste seems to be able to travel through time and rub onto the cheeks.

Withdrawn from the memory, Xie Zhi's footsteps stopped abruptly.

...At that time, Aunt Huang also cooked Su dishes.

It is said that Pei Xianyi, who is not used to eating, eats it every time he comes back, and I have never seen him make any complaints.

But these details mean nothing.

Xie Zhi shook his head amusedly.

He was unknowingly influenced by Li Jia's words.

Walking back slowly, when passing by a small shop, Xie Zhi accidentally bought two cups of smoothies, walked to the door, and remembered that Pei Xianyi didn't like sweets.

He opened the door and entered the room. He walked into the living room, where Comrade Pei Bao was watching TV.

He was probably angry, and didn't look back when he heard the door opening and footsteps.

Xie Zhi walked over, lowered his indifferent eyes, and pressed the cold smoothie to his face: "Do you want to eat it?"

Pei Xianyi was stunned by the ice, and turned her face aggrieved.

Eyes met, Xie Zhi had a faint smile on his brows: "Don't like it?"

Pei Xianyi looked at his smiling face, took it angrily, and muttered, "Big liar."

"Yeah." Xie Zhi was calm, and sat down on the sofa next to him. He looked up and saw his stupid youth school movie on the TV. There was a storm in his heart, and he took the remote control to change the channel calmly, "Watch SpongeBob SquarePants ?”

Pei Xianyi took two sips of ice, and when the cloudy weather turned sunny, she nodded joyfully: "I like it if you like it, sir."

Just a silly son.

Xie Zhi observed his expression, completely relieved.

Before going to bed at night, the plastic father and son reviewed the teaching materials independently compiled by Assistant Song as usual.

When it was over, Xie Zhi was about to leave, but Pei Xianyi held his hand quickly and said, "A bedtime story!"

Xie Zhi said coolly, "Didn't you grow up?"

"Pei Bao also wants to listen to stories when he grows up."

"Okay." Still plausible, Xie Zhi sat down again, "I won't talk about the ending of the king and the wizard after listening."

"Oh." Pei Xianyi reluctantly.

"...The king gave all the things he needed to the wizard according to the requirements of the wizard," Xie Zhi thought for a while, and felt that the success of hair growth was too perfunctory for the eight or nine-year-old Mr. Pei, so Added some twists and turns, "The wizard locked himself up, and three days later, the crow delivered the hair growth potion to the king."

"Where's the wizard?"

"The wizard lost his witch power and hair in order to brew the potion, and he is unwilling to see the king." Xie Zhi said casually, and concluded solemnly, "This story tells us that nothing is perfect in this world."

Pei Xianyi was thoughtful.

The random nonsense story turned out to be somewhat educational in the end.

Xie Zhi was quite satisfied, before Pei Bao thought of a good night kiss, he was about to sneak away quickly: "Good night."

As a result, the fingers were gripped again.

Unlike Xie Zhi, Pei Xianyi's hands are always warm.

"Is there anything else?" Xie Zhi raised his hand.

Pei Xian smiled, bowed his head and kissed his fingertips: "Thank you sir, good night."

The soft warm touch was fleeting, and Xie Zhi curled his fingers unconsciously as if getting an electric shock, and said indifferently.

Back in the room, the phone buzzed and vibrated.

Xie Zhi's mind was filled with the warmth of the touch on his fingertips, and he glanced absently.

[Teletubbies: Still worried]

[Teletubbies: I sent the "Wolf Prevention Guide" series to your Kindle mailbox, show it to Dad! 】

[Teletubbies: Remember to take reading notes, after reading all books, you must write an experience]

[Teletubbies: Each article should not be less than [-] words]

……

It turned out that Mr. Pei, who still had to understand and recite the "Speaking Guide" from Tianxiang, felt like this.

Xie Zhi moved his finger.

Block someone from Li.