Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 102: Wu Gao's Own Phoenix Qi(9)

And what the feelings told him was that they had been together for so many years, they watched each other grow up and support him all the way, and his mother, who had been missing from his life for more than twenty years, could rely on the blood relationship between mother and son to naturally invade their lives and seize all his attention.
Such a mentality is not right, he is not the only one in life, friendship, family affection is indispensable, and it is lucky to be able to find it.
He just felt... Something has changed.
The dream that Sagaku once constructed was with him, and everything he did was together, and he said that he didn't want to find someone at random, so even if he couldn't be together for the rest of his life, he could just keep his current situation.
Because he came together, he didn't want to see him stunned, sad and sad, but it was okay to do so, and people don't necessarily need to be maintained through love.
But now it's different, his mother loves him very much, even if it is still very strange now, but suddenly found the child who has been lost for more than twenty years, she will definitely do everything she can to make up for the debt over the years, for such pure kindness and love, few people can refuse, there is no need to refuse, Xiangle is the kind of person who gives one point of goodwill when others give back.
Slowly get along, although more than twenty years have passed, but there is still the rest of life, the relationship will always become more and more intimate.
And that seemingly happy, but helpless dream will slowly fade and dissipate.
There was a sound of the door opening outside, and after a little sound, the door closed, and when it opened again, there was the sound of water, footsteps approaching, the door of the study was opened, and Zong Que smiled at the young man when he looked over.
"Que Bao, the book is down." The young man said with a smile.
Zong Que's fingers moved slightly, and his gaze did not move.
"Really, I can't amuse you." Xiangle pushed open the door, pulled over the chair opposite the desk and sat there, his gaze fell on Zong Que's body, and gently pursed his lips at the young man's gaze, "You didn't talk much at the dinner table today."
The meal was a little restrained, and his mother was very happy, but it was not very convenient to ask Zong Que about his origin, and Zong Que remained silent the whole time, although he didn't like to talk in the past, but the feeling was different.
Although he was not very easy to ask about the situation at that time, if he put himself in his shoes, their relatives suddenly came to him, and he would not be very comfortable.
"It's not convenient for me to speak." Zong Que looked at him and said.
Xiangle got up, pulled up a chair and sat next to him, grabbed his shoulders and smiled: "Really angry, in fact, there is nothing inconvenient, she came suddenly, I actually didn't plan to make deep friends, even if she is a mother, we have been separated for so many years, and I have grown so big, just recognize each other, occasionally go out to eat, we are still our family, they are still theirs, but there will be an intersection, the next time I introduce you to her, she will definitely like Que Bao."
Zong Que listened to his words, looked at his smile, his thoughts were slightly deep, and he was very happy, he knew that he was not jealous of that mother-son relationship, he didn't just want to live together with him.
He is still happy for his pleasure, and this possessiveness is not directed at anyone else, but only at him.
He just wanted him.
Zong Que stretched out his hand, clasped his back and hugged him, Xiang Le raised his head slightly, touched his hair after a moment of stunned and smiled: "This is the first time Que Bao has lied to me, okay, well, I won't leave yours, didn't we say okay at the beginning."
Their family treasure is also very insecure, blood is very important, how can not be cut off, but after so many years of companionship, the young man in front of him is what he cares about the most, and this will never change.
The arm he was holding tightened, Zong Que took a deep breath, and his shoulder was patted by Xiangle on the shoulder: "Que Bao, I'm going to suffocate, are you trying to strangle me?"
Zong Que let go of him, Xiang Le straightened his collar, looked at the young man who didn't look over, and looked at his expression: "You won't cry, right?"
He had never seen their family Que Bao cry since he was a child.
"Nope." Zong Que got up and looked away from his searching gaze.
Even if they were happy, they couldn't get along like before.
"You don't read anymore?" Sagaku got up and asked.
"Hmm." Zong Que opened the door of the study and answered.
Xiangle followed out, took the door of the study and smiled: "It's a little greasy to eat at noon, do you want to eat ice cream, this ice cream is still four words, I heard that it is particularly delicious."
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
Xiangle opened the refrigerator, looked at the person who pressed the TV to adjust the station, took out two boxes of ice cream from it, sat on the mahogany sofa and handed him a box: "Shall I make you braised pork tomorrow?"
Their family Que Bao is obviously shy, originally two people's meal plus one person, it will definitely be unpleasant.
Their family treasure rarely has a temper, of course, they must be coaxed.
Zong Que took the ice cream and said, "It's too tired."
"So let's eat hot pot?" Sagaku asked.
"It tastes too big." Zong Que opened the lid of the ice cream and scooped some into his mouth, which was rich in milk and cold and sweet.
"Then I'll do you Buddha jumping off the wall." Xiangle sat closer to him, looked at him and smiled, "Potato brisket is also done, braised pork is also done?"
"Hmm." Zong Que glanced at him and replied.
Although it is like coaxing a child, it can really make people feel better.
& 4 Silently summarize experience: children who cry have sugar to eat.
In the past, the host had no desire or want, and Lele had nowhere to start, but now he has something to ask for, of course, he must pull Lele's center of gravity through his young age.
"This ice cream is really good, I'll buy more for my family." Sagaku tasted it and said.
"Come back and buy it." Zong Que said.
"Ah, by the way, we're going on a trip, and I booked a ticket in three days." Sagaku said, "I will rest for the next two days, and my luggage will be almost packed in one day."
"You forgot?" Zong Que looked at him.
"I haven't forgotten!" Xiangle felt that this pot could not be carried by himself, and their little temper of Que Bao came up, as if he was going to start looking for fault from all aspects of life.
Is his magnanimous, mature and steady Que Bao going to be gone forever? This does not bode well.
Zong Que glanced at him without speaking.
Xiangraku: "..."
It's over, angry.
......
When Xiang Jie arrived home, she had already sorted out her emotions, and the assistant helped open the car door and asked: "Xiangzong, do you need to investigate his background?"
"No need, there will be more opportunities to meet in the future, I will ask myself." Xiang Jie took a deep breath and said, "Don't investigate indiscriminately.
They had been separated for so many years, and he didn't want to make this taboo.
"Okay." The assistant said.
"Wait, you put away the recent newspaper, give me all the news and photos of him." Xiang Jie said.
"Okay." The assistant answered.
The car drove away, Xiang Jie entered the house and took out the picture frame from the lattice in the bedroom.
The frame is very new, but the photos in it are a little old, and in the yellowed picture, she took this photo when she was young holding the child who was still babbling and amused.
The days in the countryside were hard, and it was the fondest memory of her hard years.
Lele.
She just wanted his life to be peaceful and joyful, and always so happy.
It's just that who would have thought that the person who originally thought was suitable, the three views and behavior style were so unsatisfactory later.
She wanted to be strong in her life and wanted to go to a high place, but that person only wanted to bind her to her at home, quarrels were inevitable, and the idea of taking him over after returning naturally disappeared in the quarrel after another.
The only thing they wanted was this child, who knows that they not only hid him, but later raised him to death.
I originally thought that my life could only rely on memories, but I didn't expect to see it again, that is, the child who used to babble has grown so big, and time has passed too fast.
Xiang Jie looked at the photo and did not look back when the door opened from the outside.
"You go back first." The sound of the command came, and the lamp was turned on.
"Yes." Outside, the crisp and neat voice of the young man came out.
Xiang Jie looked up, a man over fifty but dressed in a tough and serious body was changing his slippers at the door, and when he walked over, he looked at the picture frame and asked, "Miss children again?"
"I saw him today." Xiang Jie looked at her husband and said.
Song Jun's action sitting on the sofa paused and touched her foreheadThe head said, "I don't have a fever."
"It's true." Xiang Jie took his hand and said seriously.
"So you were deceived?" Song Jun took a deep breath and said, "What about that person? Why didn't you bring it back?
"At his own home, he's doing well now." Xiang Jie sighed, "It's just a little strange."
"Is his dad there too?" Song Jun frowned and asked.
"No, he lives with another boy." Xiang Jie also frowned, "I don't know if something has changed, I'll ask later."
"Well, ask well, it's not easy for such an old child to come to the capital." Song Jun said, "Look when the time is ripe, let him come to the house for a meal, also recognize the door, and slowly get acquainted."
"Renjie, I'll have to figure out how to tell him." Xiang Jie said with a smile, "Suddenly told him that his brother came back from the dead, and it is estimated that he will have to accept it for a while."
"It's okay, I'll say it." Song Jun said.
"Let me say, the child will have soft legs when he sees you, he is so old, don't always smoke the belt without saying a word." Xiang Jie said.
"I didn't hit him a few times in total." Song Jun said, "Isn't it that he used to have itchy skin..."
"Got it, drink your tea." Xiang Jie got up and said.
Song Jun: "..."
...
When Xiang Jie was doing ideological work for Song Renjie, Zong Que and they flew to the summer holy place, and also let Xiang Jie pounce when she went again.
On the court in the afternoon, a bunch of boys were either wearing short sleeves or playing basketball bare-chested, sweating and hot.
The basketball came out of the basket, was caught by a tall thin youth, and smashed into the boy sitting on a bench watching the game: "Song Renjie!"
The boy sitting there returned to his senses and reached out to catch the ball: "What for?" Murder?! The
ball was thrown, the thin young man caught it, casually threw it to others, wiped the sweat from his face and sat on the side of the bench, looked at the boy with a slightly defiant eyebrow, and said: "What about me, what are you doing here this afternoon?"
"What pretending to be deep and annoying." Song Renjie took a deep breath and said.
"Oh, what is it that makes our eldest young master worry like this? Rare, say it to make your brother and I happy. The young man pulled his hair and laughed.
"you, you're three days older than me, don't have my brother and my brother's one day." Song Renjie threw away his hand.
"Hey." Qiao Fan answered.
"I'm really..." Song Renjie muttered twice, scratched his hair, and said, "Don't pretend to be my brother, I have a brother."
"What?!" Qiao Fan was a little stunned, and lowered his voice, "Isn't your brother long gone?"
"Well, he didn't have it, he's alive again." Song Renjie said, "I also came to the capital." The
smile on Qiao Fan's face disappeared, and after a long while, he snorted: "Isn't this a good thing, didn't you want to have a brother since you were a child, and now your wish is fulfilled, how?" So annoying now, not satisfied with your brother?
"I haven't seen it yet, and I heard my mother say he went on a tour." Song Renjie said irritably, "It's quite beautiful to stroll." "Oh
, I understand, the time for the eldest young master's mental preparation is going to be extended." Qiao Fan sighed, "Who is so dragging?" This critical time to recognize relatives threw our eldest young master here to travel, obviously did not put our eldest young master in the eyes, really annoying, people want to see my brother so much, he still made me wait so long~" Song Renjie looked at him and grinded his teeth, grinning very fiercely: "
Qiao Fan, you owe a beating, right!"
"Hey, your dad is here." Qiao Fan pointed behind him.
Song Renjie hurriedly turned around, and when he didn't find anyone, he turned his head again, and the person who was sitting on the bench just now had already slipped away: "Qiao Fan, you give me over!"
"Whoever passed is Wang Ba!"
......
The scenery of the summer sanctuary is very beautiful, although the sun will be a little strong at noon, but as long as you walk under the shade of the trees, it is still very cool, and you don't need to turn on the fan here for a day, and you need to cover the quilt at night.
Zong Que is on summer vacation, and there are professional people on Xiangle to manage it, as long as it is not in the general direction, many things will not affect his vacation.
It's just that in addition to the daytime play, he will answer a phone call every night, from the capital, and the other party will send greetings long or short.
"Well, I plan to play here for two months, mainly because Zongque is on vacation, he is usually very busy with school, so I want to bring him to play." Sagaku sat in the courtyard talking.
"He's your brother?" Xiangjie asked tentatively.
"Yes and no." Xiangle has been in a very happy mood recently, and the number of calls has increased, and some things cannot be avoided to be told, "When he was a child, there was no one at home, and I brought it back."
"Oh, so, look at his age and go to school here?" Xiangjie asked while standing by the window.
"Well, he got admitted here and came here." Sagaku said.
Zong Que took apart the mosquito coils in the room, lit a plate and brought it out, poured the water next to him, and sat down in his chair.
Xiangle glanced at him and slapped a mosquito from his leg and said, "The mosquito over here is really poisonous."
"The woods are luxuriant, there are many mosquitoes, and you must press the mosquito nets at night." Xiang Jie instructed, "It's really great to be admitted here, which school is he from?" Renjie also went to college this year.
"Capital University." Sagaku said.
"It's unfortunate, Renjie also went to Capital University, they look similar in age, and they can also make friends at the same level." Xiang Jie said with a smile.
Xiang Le pursed his lips, looked at the young man next to him who was playing a fan to drive away mosquitoes, and smiled: "He will be promoted to senior next semester."
Although I know that there is a younger brother, it is inevitable that there will be comparisons, but this one in his family is the most powerful.
"Last time you told me he wasn't eighteen." Xiang Jie paused and smiled, "Lele teaches so well."
"No, he worked his own, I didn't help much." Sagaku said.
"There is indeed a benefit, and there will definitely be a big interest in the future." Xiang Jie could hear the taste of pride in his words and followed the words.
She actually doesn't care what to say to her son, as long as she can talk more and intersect a little deeper, she will be content.
They were talking under the starry sky, the phone did not hang up for a long time, the mosquito coil played a little effect, Zong Que stopped the fan and looked up at the starry sky, the young man's words were full of happiness, the other party was also easy to get along with, it didn't sound bad.
As the night grew darker, the phone hung up, Xiang Jie took a deep breath, and when she turned back to the house with satisfaction, the door lock opened from the outside.
The tall young man was tiptoeing inside holding the ball, and stopped when he saw the person standing in the living room: "Mom?!" Why haven't you slept yet?
"Willing to come back?" Xiang Jie said.
Song Renjie coughed, brought the door and said, "What about my father?"
"I shouldn't have slept yet, you're looking for your dad?" I told him to come down. Xiang Jie said.
"Oh, no need, don't look for him." Song Renjie hurriedly stopped and smiled at her.
Their house is gated and does not come back at 10 o'clock, and the bamboo board fried meat.
"Okay, let's go take a shower before going to sleep." Xiang Jie said, "Look at your dirty, it's like rolling out of a mud puddle."
"Thank you Mom." Song Renjie hurriedly held the ball and slipped away.
......
The night in the summer courtyard also slowly settled, and this realm was generally cool, and Xiangle bought it.
Two-story courtyard, but this humid place, the first floor is a little damp, and both people simply live upstairs.
With a large bed of more than two meters, covered with an exotic mattress, and a mosquito net hanging directly from the roof, Sagaku almost thought it was a princess bed when he saw it for the first time, but the anti-mosquito effect was really good.
The lights went out, and the two youths went inside together, then turned on the flashlight, pressed the corners and began to catch mosquitoes.
"Que Bao, fly over there, catch it quickly!" Sagaku said.
With a snap, a large black mosquito appeared in Zongque's palm, and then wiped off by toilet paper, and continued to scratch until there was no more mosquito in the mosquito net, and the two pressed the corners and came out of the slit to wash their hands.
After washing my hands, I looked around again to make sure that there were no mosquitoes that had slipped through the net, and then I lay back on the bed.
"Put the flashlight in the middle, get up at night and be careful, don't let mosquitoes get in." Sagaku turned off the flashlight path.
"Good." Zong Que pulled on the quilt.
The night was silent, the sound of clams kept coming in, Zong Que looked at the person lying beside him, and as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, the undulations of the silhouette could slowly be seen.
"Mosquito coils are a little choking in the house." Sagaku rolled over on the bed, listened to the buzzing outside the mosquito net, looked at the young man who was facing this side and smiled, "I remember when we were young, we also caught mosquitoes like this." When
I was a child, the mosquito nets were old and small, and sometimes they didn't catch them clean and couldn't sleep well all night.
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"Now even mosquito nets are colored." Sagaku looked up and said, "It looks like that ancient newlyweds."
Zong Que was noncommittal.
"Are you sleepy?" Sagaku leaned closer and asked in a low voice.
"Nope." Zong Que said.
"I feel like I've been getting older lately, and I've talked more." Xiangle sighed, "Don't you think I talk too much?"
"It won't." Zong Que said, "It's always been like this. Xiangle
was still very moved when he heard the first half of his sentence, and when he heard the second half, his leg reached out and kicked him: "That's you talking too little."
"Hmm." Zong Que looked at the humane who was lying on the bed and was not very comfortable.
The force of kicking on the body is not heavy, not much different from the force of rubbing, but...
Zong Que picked up the quilt and turned over, facing the other side and said, "Go to bed early."
"Are you angry?" Sagaku was stunned at his sudden turning over and got up and asked.
"Nope." Zong Que said.
"I'm holding my breath when I hear you say this." Sagaku turned on the flashlight and looked at him, "I didn't use any force, where did it hurt you?"
"Not really." Zong Que said.
"I can still hear you if you lied or not." Sagaku leaned on his shoulder and said, "What's going on?" Show me..."
He pulled the finger of the quilt horn and met the young man's dark eyes that seemed to be brewing something, that kind of eyes were very strange, Xiangle had never seen it, but subconsciously felt that his heart was tight, and he always felt that something would happen if he continued.
"It's really okay, sleep." Zong Que withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes.
"Hmm." Xiangle replied lightly, lay back to himself, turned off the flashlight, looked at the young man lying there with the quilt, rolled over and faced the outside of the bed, thinking about the look in his eyes at that time, I don't know why he was a little flustered.
He covered his head in the quilt and looked back, and then put it back, they have spent a lot of time together for so many years, in fact, since the other party went to junior high school, one busy making money, the other busy going to school, their time with each other has decreased.
He is not a qualified parent, because many times Zong Que can carry the affairs of the family himself.
But even so, he thought that he knew Zong Que, but now he doesn't seem to fully understand, where he doesn't know, in fact, the other party is also quietly growing, unconsciously the size has already passed him, and unconsciously he will also be flustered because of the other party's eyes.
A slight burning heat surged up in his heart, and Xiangle felt as if he was a little aggrieved.
Late at night, it slowly fell silent, and the person on the other side turned over several times and finally fell asleep, and Zong Que looked back at the person next to him who was breathing lightly.
Once some established things change, people will not be able to accept it psychologically, so he will also hesitate, because he does not want to hurt the most, and it is this person who does not want to make him sad the most.
......
Early morning came to the sound of birdsong, and when Sagaku woke up, the people next to him had disappeared, the bedding was neatly folded, and there was no movement when he got up.
Xiangle had some dissipation in the morning, got up and hurriedly got out of bed, but when he went downstairs, he saw the young man who had just come in through the gate, and his steps paused, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.
"Wake up, I bought xiaolongbao and tofu brain." Zong Que put the tray on the table, looked at his still somewhat messy hair and asked, "Just got up?"
"Hmm." Sagaku blinked, his shoulders loosened slightly, and said, "I want to go to the bathroom."
"Hmm." Zong Que replied and sat down at the table to adjust his vinegar plate.
After going to the toilet to wash, when he entered the house, he smelled the fragrance, and his stomach had begun to roar.
He sat on the opposite side of the table, looked at the small cage drawer of the table, and said, "The one you bought at the door?"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
"You brought back all the human peppers." Sagaku took the small plate, added vinegar and chili pepper to it, and picked up a small longbun, accompanied by the tofu brain in front of him, and the good mood in the morning was opened.
"I told the boss and will send it back later." Zong Que said.
"Their family is doing a really good job." Xiangle looked at the expressionless young man opposite and said.
Last night's events should be considered over, and the other party seems to have returned to its previous appearance.
"Hmm." Zong Que noticed the sight on his body, and when he raised his eyes to look at the other side, Xiang Le hurriedly lowered his head and ate his own things, and he didn't know what he was panicking about at that moment.
The atmosphere in the morning is a little weird, but the two people go out to play, and the weird atmosphere slowly fades in the scenery along the way.
"Is this peacock real or fake? The screen is on! Que Bao, take a picture for me! "It was very strange to see this for the first time.
Zong Que took the mobile phone and looked for the composition to help him shoot.
"It's a really good shot, you stand there, I'll take a picture for you." Sagaku said.
Zong Que stood over, and the young man on the opposite side looked for angles everywhere, and even stood directly on the stone behind him, before he took a photo that satisfied him.
"How?" Sagaku showed him.
The pixels of the phone are not too high and the screen is not too large, but a large part of the composition is peacocks, and many are others.
& 4 I think that the host's appearance is beaten, otherwise I can't find where the host is in so many scenery.
"Very good." Zong Que said.
"Yes, shoot so many peacocks into it." Sagaku also feels great.
After the photo was washed out, Que Bao once took photos with so many peacocks, which is definitely very commemorative.
"Hmm." Zong Que replied.
& 4: Their hosts now tell lies without drafts.
With a mobile phone, Xiangle can take pictures almost wherever he goes, even a flower on the lotus pond.
"Zongque, do you want to eat grilled sausage?" Sagaku ran over when he saw the stall.
Grilled sausages have also emerged recently, rolling one by one, and there are really many people in line.
"Hmm." Zong Que walked over.
Zong Que is not too keen on snacks, but Xiangle is very fond of the things on the stall.
After eating grilled sausages and pineapples, after eating pineapples, you also want to eat some ice cheese, and I want to try chicken tender stinky tofu.
The amount he ate was not much, it was just...
"Don't eat so much, it will make your stomach trouble." Zong Que said.
"It's okay, I haven't eaten anything in those years." Aboku is fearless.
Then I came back that night and ran to the toilet twice, and my feet were soft when I came out of the toilet.
"It's so uncomfortable." Sagaku covered his stomach and entered the door, blushing when he met the young man's gaze.
Such a big person is still gluttonous and troublesome, which is not an ordinary shame.
"Want to throw up?" Zong Que asked.
"Hmm." Sagaku sat down on the sofa, pulled the blanket cover, and felt hot and cold on his body, "Do I have to go for two injections?" Or an infusion? "
Did you just throw up?" Zong Que asked.
"No, it's just disgusting." Sagaku said.
"You don't need to take injections, you can take medicine." Zong Que opened his suitcase, poured pills from it, and poured another cup of warm water and handed it to Xiangraku.
Xiang Le got up and took the flowery green pill and asked, "Is it really no need for infusion?"
"Well, eat for two or three days, just eat a light diet." Zong Que said.
"But didn't you study theoretical medicine?" Xiangle felt that his medicine was too familiar.
"It's basic." Zong Que looked at him and said.
"Hmm." Sagaku swallowed the medicine in his mouth, slowly lay on the sofa and covered his stomach, and after a while he ran to the toilet again, he stopped.
After taking medicine again before going to bed, Xiangle woke up the next day without the weakness of yesterday, but in front of Zong Que was Xiaolongbao, and in front of him was porridge and green vegetables.
"How many days do I have to eat this?" Agaku's eyes craved him.
"Seven days." Zong Que said.
"You're not lying to me, are you?" Xiangle looked at his white porridge and asked, always feeling that the youth was intentional.
"You can not listen." Zong Que said.
Xiangraku: "..."
It's over, I'm angry again.
Once disobedient, regret is not the beginning.
The process of treatment was not uncomfortable, but the mouth was a little dull and tasteless, and when it was finally not restricted, Xiangle did not dare to let go of his appetite without scruples.
......
The overall trip was quite pleasant, the two people said that they were going to travel, but in fact, it was a vacation, if they wanted to go out to play, they would go out when the sky was good, and if they didn't want to play, they would stay at home, Zong Que was reading a book, so as not to give birth to his hands, and Xiangle was sitting on the side learning the newly found handicraft.
After a vacation, when he went back, Zong Que was nothing, but Xiangle only got out of that state after a few days of bed.
Zong Que's schoolwork was still very busy, new projects began, and the professor did not hesitate to bring him in, leaving early and returning late every day, and Xiangle could not even see him for several days.
"This is a new fruit, you can share it with friends." Sagaku also sent him clothes for the season, so he had to see the empty side.
"Good." Zong Que mentioned the East-West Road.
"When will your project end?" Sagaku asked, "Even if you value it very much, you don't use people as transformers, and I feel like you've lost weight recently."
"I guess I got winter vacation." Zongque is busier and has recently chosen to live on campus.
"So long?" Sagaku was surprised.
"Hmm." Zong Que looked at him and replied.
"It's really hard to do any work, usually pay attention to rest, don't get tired." Sagaku said.
"I know." Zong Que said.
"Then I'll go first." Sagaku patted him on the shoulder and said.
"Good." Zong Que gave way.
The car drove out and slowly walked away, until the taillights disappeared, and Zong Que walked towards the dormitory with his bag.
He was really busy, and he wanted to take advantage of this time to sort things out between them.
......
When Zong Que was doing research here, Xiang Le had already eaten with Xiang Jie a few times.
are all doing business in the capital, Xiangjie also has the heart to introduce him, and it is her newly recovered son, and the connections she knows have given some face, and the roads that were not accessible before can also be passed.
The business continues to expand, and the relationship between Xiangle and his mother is also improving, but he has no intention of joining the other party's family, but the other party has always wanted to get him closer to that family after hearing about his father's death.
After several months of busyness, Sagaku came home late at night, facing the silence of the room, took the door and sat on the sofa, his head slightly tilted, quietly listening to the tick of the clock.
The home is very quiet, this quiet seems to have lasted for a long time, in fact, since Zong Que went to college, in fact, the time spent living at home has been decreasing, he is busy, and the other party is also busy.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, Xiangle leaned his neck back, looking at the objects in this room, the flower umbrella hanging on the wall was the parts they bought when they went on vacation, he made it himself, and the photo album on the wall was freshly washed out and hung up.
Xiangle raised his head and looked at the cabinet shelf opposite, where all the awards, trophies and certificates of Zong Que were placed, the tea set on the table was selected together, and the cushion on the sofa was ticked out by him, just because he was busy, hooked for a long time, and some of them were Zong Que's end.
Although I have been moving, many of the things in my memory have not fallen, and because I look at it every day, sometimes sitting in this home that looks full, but is actually very empty, I feel a little lonely.
Tomorrow the days are getting better, and the money is increasing, but it seems that many people are just playing on the spot, although there are people who really know each other, and they also call their mothers from time to time to contact each other, and they are also involved in this city, but he inexplicably feels a little lonely.
Sagaku took a deep breath, looked at the time, and took out the phone from his pocket, but the phone rang at this moment.
The word Ma danced in the center.
Soraku picked up, "Hey, Mom."
"Has this point arrived?" Xiang Jie listened to him and said in a somewhat tired voice.
"It's home." Sagaku asked, "Is there something wrong with you?"
"That's right, it's not almost New Year's Day soon." Xiang Jie pondered, "Do you want to come and gather at that time?" Bring Zongque, you have been busy recently, just on New Year's Day you can rest for a few days, Renjie They also just happened to be on annual leave, and he has always wanted to see you.
"I'll ask Zong Que about this." Xiang Le was a little moved, he actually wanted to see his brother a little, but he had to take care of Zongque's emotions.
A new call came in, and Xiangle looked at the name of the prompt, and was inexplicably anxious.
"It's okay, I see that kid doesn't talk much, you tell him not to be restrained." Xiang Jie said.
She didn't know much about Zongque, but whether it was her education or the feeling she had, that child was very stable and mature, not a thing in the pool.
At a young age, I have such a learned mind, and I share hardships with Xiangle, and the encounter is a bit similar, which always makes people feel a little distressed.
"Well, I asked him to give you a reply." Soraku said, "I'll hang up first." "Okay
." Xiang Jie watched the phone hang up, turned her head to look at her son on the sofa who seemed to be watching TV, but was actually sitting in front of her, and said, "Prepare well."
"Prepare something." Song Renjie snorted.
"He also has a younger brother who is at Capital University like you." Xiang Jie sat down and said.
"He still has a brother? Where did he get his brother?! Song Renjie coughed and turned his head and said, "What's wrong then?" Isn't that the same?
"The same? People are a year younger than you, and now they are about to graduate from college, and they have long entered that kind of national research laboratory. Xiangjie said, "What's the matter?"
"A year younger than me? Blow it. Song Renjie sat down next to him and said, "He thinks he's Zongque?" "It's
still him." Xiang Jie said.
Song Renjie: "... At his level, how can I prepare?! What's
going on, didn't his brother come out of the ravine? How is it that he is a novice in the business world, and he is a genius researcher, and his personality is wrong!
......
Sagaku hung up his mother's phone, the phone that had been dialed before had stopped, he looked at the missed call, dialed it again, and waited three times before answering it over there.
"Hey." The voice was mixed with the howling of the cold wind, with some inexplicable coldness, but it made Xiangle's heart slightly hot.
"Hey, I was talking to my mom just now." Sagaku let out a breath and asked, "Are you outside?"
"Well, we're heading to the dormitory." Zong Que stopped by the side of the road and looked at the slightly overflowing white qi in front of him.
"Is there something wrong with the call?" What is needed? Sagaku asked.
"Don't do anything, this project is coming to an end, I'll go back in a few days." Zong Que listened carefully to his voice and found that he really missed him a little.
"Really?! That's great! Xiangle smiled and said, "I still think that you are really going to be busy until the end of the year, and you are over."Call me and I'll pick you up. "Good
." Zong Que replied.
"By the way, there is one more thing, my mother said that she wanted us to go over for a meal." Sagaku rubbed his hand on his leg and asked, "Do you want to go?"
"Hmm." Zong Que's eyes shone slightly.
He had been at peace all along, but he did want to meet Xiangjie's family to see what the problem was.
Judging from Xiangjie's treatment of people and the words she has been saying, her family should not have any resistance to the appearance of Xiangle, otherwise she would not call frequently, or even send out such an invitation to force each other.
"Really? That's great. Sagaku smiled and said, "Then how can I say it."
"Hmm." Zong Que could feel his joy.
He was really treated warmly and really wanted to go.
"Then you hurry back to the dormitory, it's really cold outside now." Sagaku walked to the window and looked at the leaves that were swept away by the cold wind outside, "Don't freeze and catch a cold."
"I'm physically good." Zong Que said.
"Then hurry back too." Sagaku urged, "If you really catch a cold, don't blame me for laughing at you."
"Okay, then I'll hang up." Zong Que walked down the stone steps on the side of the road.
"Wait, what gift do you say a guy your age would like?" Sagaku walked over to the calendar and looked at the date outlined with a red pen on it and asked.
"My answer may not be of much reference." Zong Que knew Song Renjie, a year older than him, and although his family was wealthy, his reputation among students was not bad.
"It's okay, they're all about the same age, you say." Sagaku knew that he had misunderstood, but giving an adult gift is of course a surprise if you don't know.
"A basketball or jersey signed by a star." Zong Que said.
"Oh, and what?" Sagaku took the small book and recorded it.
"There are also mechanical watches, cars and the like will like it." Zong Que gave him advice.
"Okay, got it, thank you Que Bao." Sagaku said.
"Well, I'll go back first." Zong Que said.
"Go back quickly." Sagaku hung up the phone so as not to be heard by him.