The day when I was bent by a bamboo horse

Back home, Jing Xing made delicious food again, and Su Baige couldn't enjoy it enough. For his easily contented life, this has already satisfied him.

"Brother, I have to go back next weekend."

Jing Xing was taken aback: "Go back? Don't you want your family to know?"

Su Baige sighed and said, "I can't help it, so I have to remove the thread next week, and they won't be able to find anything wrong when I go back."

Jing Xing was washing dishes in the kitchen, when he heard this, he secretly sighed: "Is there something to do when you go back? Shall I see you off?"

Su Baige: "Farewell, Su Zheng's birthday, what are you doing?"

"Ah, birthday?" Jing Xing finally realized, "Yes, your birthdays are next to each other."

Su Baige: "Yes."

Jing Xing: "Then I have to prepare a gift, people don't need to be there, so you can carry it for me."

Su Baige said helplessly, "Then lend me your car."

Jing Xing washed the dishes and wiped his hands, walked back and sat down beside Su Baige: "Where's the driver's license? Show me."

Su Baige was speechless: "...Damn it, I must sign up when I come back."

Jing Xing smiled: "I'll buy you a ticket, take the bullet train, it's two hours, take a taxi back."

"Okay, that's the only way to go." Su Baige sat in the living room watching TV, and when he saw that Jing Xing was done, he urged him to go to work, "Hurry up and prepare your lesson plans, I'll call you if you need anything."

Jing Xing has been urged by him every day for the past few days, since Su Baige was found sleeping late that day, Su Baige has stopped letting him watch TV with him, Jing Xing has gotten used to it: "I'll wash the clothes first, and change yours. "

"Then I'll take a shower." Su Baige went inside and changed his clothes, Jing Xing took them to wash together, and he went to take a shower.

Before doing the laundry, Jing Xing habitually rummaged through his pockets, took out half a piece of paper from Su Baige's trouser pocket, opened it in surprise, and saw the notes he and Jiao Nan had in class in the afternoon.

Jing Xing looked at the note in silence for a long time, then threw it into the trash can and the clothes into the washing machine.

Su Baige came out of the shower, squeezed into Jing Xing's bedroom in his pajamas, and watched him prepare lesson plans and correct homework: "Isn't it boring to do this every day?"

Jing Xing pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "There is a note in your pocket, I lost it."

Su Baige was stunned for a moment, remembering the note in his pocket in the afternoon, nodded and said, "Oh, it's useless."

Jing Xing: "You don't even like her, and you still fight?"

"Wang Chuan likes it..." Su Baige was stunned for a moment, and said with a sneer, "Maybe because he is too energetic."

Jing Xing glanced at him, and asked casually, "What happened to the fight in that school before?"

Su Baige: "Don't mention it, okay? Why does it feel like I'm full of such crap."

Jing Xing: "That girl is also pretty."

Su Baige was speechless: "You can't just look at a girl's beauty."

"What else are you looking at?"

Su Baige: "...Brother!"

Jing Xing smiled.

"Do you think men are handsome or not?"

Jing Xing: "Yes."

Su Baige: "..." Fuck!I really want to swear!

Although they were a little embarrassed by Jing Xing's sudden forceful kiss before, Su Baige felt that such an excellent person as Jing Xing could fall in love with such a scum like him, and he was still a little secretly pleased, thinking that he might not be as good as he thought. Good for nothing, at least a little gold?

In the end, this bastard Jing Xing is purely from the Appearance Association? !

After all, he was young, Su Baige's legs healed rapidly these days, and after a week, it looked like nothing was different on the outside, Jing Xing was finally relieved, and took him to remove the stitches himself.

"Going to the mall tonight? Pick a gift for your dad." Jing Xing asked.

Su Baige jumped up and down, feeling that he had finally recovered, and wanted to let the air go: "Okay."

Jing Xing turned around and turned to the downtown area: "Then eat outside."

Su Baige's eyes lit up: "Can you eat meat?"

Jing Xing frowned and looked at him: "Why does it feel like I'm tormenting you every day? Didn't I cook something delicious for you?"

Su Baige was embarrassed: "No, no, that's not what I mean, I mean you can eat spicy food! Let's eat Sichuan food, maocai, I've been craving it for days."

Jing Xing was not too greedy for such a heavy taste, and said with a smile, "I thought you would want to eat KFC."

Su Baige: "Isn't that junk food?"

Jing Xing: "Who used to be unable to walk when they saw junk food?"

"How many years ago, big brother, can you stop exposing others' faults?"

Jing Xing smiled: "As a scumbag, why do you have such strong self-esteem?"

Su Baige was speechless: "Students have lives too."

"Okay, male god."

Su Baige: "..."

Hang Lung Shopping Center is the latest one built in the urban area, and it is currently the largest. The fifth floor is full of specialties from all over the world.Jing Xing drove the car into the garage, and the two went straight up to the fifth floor along the elevator.

The aroma hits the nostrils.

Su Baige couldn't move all the way here, he wanted to go in when he saw everything, since he came back on November, things happened one after another, and he never came out.

Jing Xing: "Just eat maocai?"

Su Baige meditated secretly: "Yes. I don't think I should come up. If I had known, I would have eaten KFC downstairs."

Jing Xing laughed.

Su Baige's favorite playmate is Jing Xing, and his favorite family member is Su Yun. Being with their family is relaxing, not like being at home, but like a guest.

But he still has to go back, Su Zheng probably has forgotten his mother's appearance long ago, the current family makes him content, he wants to maintain the superficial peace of the family with a smile on his face every day, and treats Li Ruoyu better than his own children, Li Ruoyu was already in junior high school when she came to Su's house, how useful would it be for her?

In fact, sometimes Su Baige would feel pitiful when looking at him, Su Zheng must have worked hard in his heart, did he really enjoy it?

Jing Xing tapped on the table with his slender fingers, and his eyes fell on Su Baige's face: "What are you thinking about? Eat."

Su Baige came back to his senses, the food had already been served: "Oh."

Jing Xing: "I'm distracted while eating, it seems that I don't really want to eat."

Su Baige glanced at him: "No, I just don't want to go back."

Jing Xing paused, didn't say anything, and took a small dish for him.

The two ate in silence with their heads down, and Su Baige quickly forgot his troubles: "What gift do you want to buy my dad?"

Jing Xing pondered, "What do you think?"

Su Baige: "If you want me to say anything, you don't have to buy it. You have raised such a big son for him."

Jing Xing said seriously: "It is still necessary to express."

Su Baige shook his head: "To be honest, you are different from him. I guess what he likes the most is the flattery from those bosses. It's okay to buy a bunch of fake antiques and offer them up like treasures."

Jing Xing laughed: "Is this how your father looks to you?"

Su Baige fell silent.

Jing Xing: "What did you prepare for him?"

"Last time, I wrote a letter to Mr. Jiang, the head of the department. After I got back, I traced it and sent him to pretend."

Jing Xing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Your handwriting is quite good. That time when Mr. Jiang was chatting with me, he even talked about you, saying that you are spiritual. By the way, let me tell you that you are too irritable. Write it when you are fine. Writing can cultivate one’s self-cultivation.”

Su Baige: "...Oh." Old man Jiang is really talkative, does this reveal the truth to Jing Xing?However, the head of the department actually praised him, which really flattered him.

Jing Xing said again: "Actually, when you were young, your teacher also praised you to your uncle, saying that you are very talented in painting. Have you thrown it away now? And Guqin, didn't you all pass the tenth grade? I see you Nothing lasted."

Su Baige was speechless: "Are those things taught to me? Look at my face, is it suitable? It's all Aunt Li's idea."

Jing Xing looked at him and smiled: "I think it's quite suitable, Li Ruoyu doesn't have your talent."

Su Baige: "It's not interesting."

"What's interesting? Chasing girls? Fighting?"

Su Baige: "I'm full."

Jing Xing: "Have you hurt your self-esteem again?"

"I really didn't do it this time. Are you afraid that others will say it after you have done it? Anyway, what I do in your school is embarrassing. I am used to it." Su Baige said casually.

Jing Xing also got up, and couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his head: "It's not that serious, you see girls who like you still stand in a row."

Su Baige: "..." Boys who like me are also standing in line.

He didn't want to discuss this topic: "What to buy? I think he likes to hang a gold chain around his neck very much, but you should let him choose that kind of thing by himself. You can't imagine his vision."

Jing Xing was amused by him again: "I also think... go to the first floor."

Su Baige: "Are you really buying it?"

Jing Xing said: "Didn't you say that he has been going up the mountain for the past two years? It's not safe after all. I'll give him a talisman. There are two cans of coffee brought back from studying abroad last time at home. It's good. You take it with him." .”

Su Baige: "How nice of you to give me, what a waste."

Jing Xing slapped him: "Just tie a button for you. Your father's status is different, so you have to be able to handle it. Let's go, you pick it."

Speaking of the talisman, Su Baige inexplicably raised his left hand. On his wrist was the wristwatch given by Jing Xing, and the red string ring on his finger that did not match his image was particularly conspicuous.

"Is this also an amulet?"

Jing Xing: "Well, I tied it myself, don't tear it apart."

Su Baige: "Does it work?"

Jing Xing: "Who knows, please feel at ease."

Su Baige: "When I was a child, I remember that my aunt built a private house for others, and she passed it on to you?"

Jing Xing looked at him: "You were so young back then, do you remember?"

Since her father passed away, Ms. Su Yun hadn't made a move. That incident had hit her so hard that Jing Xing dared not bring it up in front of her until now.I hope time can heal all the scars, so that she can let go of the past and truly be happy.

Su Baige looked at his face, and said casually: "I vaguely remember it, but the impression is very shallow. I thank you on behalf of my father."

Jing Xing smiled: "You are polite to me."