Perfect match

Hearing Sheng Ting's voice, Sheng Jinyan turned around to say hello, "Are you still asleep?"

Sheng Ting shrugged, "How can I sleep so early? After my elder brother's accident, I've been watching my family closely recently, and I can't even go out to play."

Sheng Jinyan raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Where are you going to play at this time?"

"The bar is so cool." Sheng Ting shook her body involuntarily, "Second brother, when will I take you to the bar for fun?"

bar?

Sheng Jinyan thought of Rong Lin's appearance in the bar. She was beautiful when she was drunk, but she couldn't drink any more. He had to say hello to her president Hua Yun tomorrow - there will be entertainment in the future, so don't let Rong Lin drink .

Seeing that Sheng Jinyan didn't speak, Sheng Ting seemed to be thinking about something, and said, "Second Brother, do you want to go back to Second Uncle's place to rest?"

"Ok?"

Sheng Jinyan took out the cigarette case from his trousers pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Sheng Ting put his arms around Sheng Jinyan's shoulders, "Let's go, together, I happened to accompany my second uncle to kill a game of chess. I lost badly last time. My newly received Mingqian tea was paid to my second uncle."

The smile in Sheng Jinyan's eyes did not diminish, but his heart was filled with coldness. He strode towards Shenghua Garden, which was Sheng Bixing's single-family villa, in the northeast corner of Sheng's old house.

That was where he used to live, too, but only a residence, not a home.

When Sheng Jinyan and Sheng Ting entered, Sheng Bixing was sitting on the sofa reading a book, while Sheng Jinyan's stepmother Lin Kemin was holding a white Pomeranian and playing with her mobile phone.

Sheng Ting spoke first, "Second uncle, second aunt, my second brother is back."

Sheng Bixing looked up at Sheng Jinyan, and he nodded expressionlessly, "You live here at night?"

Sheng Jinyan scoffed lightly, "Don't stop."

Lin Kemin was very happy to see Sheng Jinyan came back. She got up and put Bomei on the sofa, and walked over, "Ayan, have you eaten yet? I'll ask the kitchen to make you your favorite hand-rolled noodles?"

The feeling of strangeness and alienation lingered in Sheng Jinyan's heart again, but he smiled wantonly, "Aunt Lin, don't be busy. I'll sit upstairs and leave."

Sheng Bixing seems to have expected that Dingsheng would not stay overnight, nor did he try to persuade him to stay.

Instead, he smiled and asked Sheng Ting, "Tingting, why are you here?"

Sheng Ting said with a playful smile, "Second Uncle, I'm here to play chess with you. Our prize this time is 20-year-old Moutai, how about it?"

Sheng Bixing smiled happily, "If you want to give me wine, just say so."

Sheng Jinyan also had a smile in Taohua's eyes, "Sheng Ting, the lottery is not Moutai for 20 years, but Shengyan's shareholding that your second uncle has been running for half his life.

He hooked the corner of his mouth, "Sheng Ting, you can rest assured that you will win this game without losing money."

After speaking, Sheng Jinyan didn't change his shoes, and went directly to his former bedroom on the second floor.

Sheng Ting was stunned for a moment and asked Sheng Bixing, "Second uncle, what does my second brother mean?"

When Lin Kemin heard this, tears welled up in her eyes. She murmured for a moment and didn't speak, but went back to her room.

It was Sheng Bixing who pulled Sheng Ting aside, "Your grandfather and I have already discussed, I will give you and your sister Sheng Wen a part of the equity."

Sheng Ting didn't understand, so, "Second uncle, even if you want to give your equity, you should give it to my second brother. Why did you give it to me and my sister?"

Sheng Bixing, "..."

"Tingting, there are some things I don't want you to know." Sheng Bixing frowned, "I'm doing this to atone for your second brother. He's sorry for your elder brother."

Sheng Ting felt that what Sheng Bixing said was inexplicable, but when did Sheng Jinyan owe their family?

Afraid that he would think too much, Sheng Bixing dragged Sheng Ting to the study, "Forget it, let's play chess with my second uncle!"

Sheng Jinyan turned on the light switch, and a smell of dust came immediately.

The furnishings in his room have not changed at all, except for a layer of dust.

Sheng Jinyan went over to open the desk drawer, and the earphones he wore when he was in high school were still there, lying there quietly.

He took it out and put it in his pants pocket.

Sheng Jinyan sat on the chair, took another cigarette out of the cigarette case, knocked on the case, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, leaned back slightly, and looked around.

It hasn't changed here, but it has long since left him nostalgic. He pinched the pair of earphones in his pocket.

Not long after, Sheng Jinyan pressed the cigarette he was about to finish to death on the table, and he turned and walked out.

Opening the door, Lin Kemin stood at the door, "Ah Yan..."

Sheng Jinyan frowned, "Aunt Lin, what's the matter?"

Lin Kemin held her hands together nervously, "Ah Yan, your father won't let you clean your room, and he said you won't come back either, saying I'm doing a futile job by cleaning."

Sheng Jinyan raised his eyebrows and laughed sullenly, "He's right, you don't have to feel guilty, I'm leaving."

After speaking, he went downstairs.

Until Sheng Jinyan walked out of Shenghua Garden, Sheng Bixing was still playing chess with Shengting, and he never came out.

Sheng Jinyan glanced at the light in Sheng Bixing's study room, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he turned around and strode away from Sheng's house.

In the distance, Qiao Xi looked at the back of Sheng Jinyan leaving, with a very proud and radiant smile.

Seeing that Sheng Jinyan didn't drive, Peng Siping wanted to leave.

He came out and asked, "Second Young Master, don't you stay at home at night?"

Sheng Jinyan smiled, "Fourth Grandpa, you really know how to make fun of me."

Peng Siping was at a loss for words, he lowered his eyebrows and said apologetically, "Shall I ask my grandson Peng Lang to send you off?"

Sheng Jinyan waved his hand, "No, I'll just go to the intersection and take a taxi."

Peng Siping: Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Peng Siping opened the door.

Along the way, Sheng Jinyan was smoking all the time, and the feeling of the tobacco shuttling between the heart and lungs was very pleasant. 166 novels

Sheng Jinyan took out his mobile phone to call a car, but after thinking for a while, he logged into the small WeChat account —— Binghuangmachao.

He wanted to see if Rong Lin posted on Moments, and sure enough, there was a selfie of her and Luo Jian in Moments.

Sheng Jinyan tapped his fingertips to enlarge the photo, and his rough fingertips passed by, his eyes were full of longing and joy, and then became deep.

After looking at it for a while, he saved the photo in his phone.

Sheng Jinyan glanced at the time, he wondered if Rong Lin was asleep, and if calling now would disturb her rest.

While he was hesitating, Bai Zhirong called.

Sheng Jinyan touched the wall of his lower mouth with the tip of his tongue, and then picked up the phone.

Bai Zhirong's bright and gentle voice came, "Jin Yan, are you still asleep?"

Sheng Jinyan raised his head to look at the bright moon and starry sky, then continued to walk forward, "Well, what's the matter?"

"I miss you so much, I changed my ticket." Bai Zhirong's voice was trembling, she sounded very excited, "Can you pick me up tomorrow?"

Sheng Jinyan lowered his eyes and showed no extra expression, "I'm very busy tomorrow, so I'm sorry."

Bai Zhirong's crying voice came, "Jin Yan, can't you have me as a friend if you are with Rong Lin?"

Sheng Jinyan frowned, "Zhirong, I don't think you know anything about the sense of proportion between friends. So, this time, I will be in charge."

Bai Zhirong, "..."

After a while, although her crying was obvious, her tone of voice was a little more cheerful, "I sincerely say, as long as you don't get angry at me for cutting your wrists impulsively last time, and you still recognize me as a friend, I don't mind being a friend."

Sheng Jinyan sneered, "Okay, hang up."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

He continued to walk forward. For the first time, he felt that the Sheng family's road to the outside was so long.

Sheng Jinyan walked for a while, but still couldn't help calling Rong Lin.

Rong Lin had already taken a shower and was reading the essay on the day after tomorrow on the bed.

After the defense, she graduated as a graduate student.

She was a little surprised when Sheng Jinyan called, but she still picked it up.

When Rong Lin picked it up, there was a silence on the other side.

She asked, "Are you still asleep?"

Sheng Jinyan felt much better when he heard Rong Lin speak up, "Rong Rong..."

Rong Lin took a look at the phone, "Your voice is so heavy, are you taking a walk?"

Sheng Jinyan curled his lips, "I'm going out from Sheng's house, I don't have a car, and I have to walk to the intersection."

Sheng family?

Sheng Jinyan went back to Sheng's house tonight, and she asked instead, "Are you okay?"

Sheng Jinyan touched the earphones in his pocket, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I just miss you...want to talk to you..."