why do you like me

004 morning

Cheng Jing was not moved by Jiang Chuan and Nan Xichi's dual enthusiasm, and he insisted on going back to change his clothes blankly.Watching Cheng Jing's back melt into the night, Jiang Chuan looked away thoughtfully, and Nan Xichi caught up with the short guys and walked to the barbecue restaurant at the intersection.

After Jiang Chuan arrived home in the afternoon, Cheng Jing also left by herself.Jiang Chuan didn't know when he abducted to the Internet cafe. It stands to reason that a good student shouldn't study at home.Perhaps chance itself is inevitable, and the gray line of fate has long been lurking at the intersection of destiny.It's just that no one will see it at the time.

The barbecue restaurant in the early morning was already quiet, and the short man led three other people to occupy a table. Jiang Chuan and Nan Xichi sat opposite each other in the corner, discussing Zhang Huili's matter in a low voice.

Jiang Chuan was already hungry, but he became even hungrier after the fight, and kept licking the small plate of salted peanuts on the table.Nan Xichi knocked the mouth of the beer bottle on the corner of the table, knocked off the cap and handed it to Jiang Chuan, saying, "Leave the matter of Zhang Huili to me, and I will inquire about it for you tomorrow. You just came out, stop for a while." Genius is serious."

Jiang Chuan hummed, finished the last few peanuts, picked up the beer bottle and took a sip.The barbecue shop was brightly lit, with Jiang Chuan facing away, the lights blurred his back, and even his expression became a layer of dark fog.

Nan Xichi glanced at him, "Don't worry too much."

The barbecue was delivered, and the two of them were silent for a while, Jiang Chuan said, "It's useless to worry about it."

So it became more silent.No matter how heartless Nan Xichi was, by now he could see that Jiang Chuan was a bit different. It would have been impossible for him to be so peaceful before, and he could sit down, drink beer and wait for a barbecue.They have always been frank and have no secrets. Nan Xichi is also a person who can't hold back his thoughts. When he thought about it, he asked: "Why do you feel that you have something on your mind and you are in trouble inside?"

Jiang Chuan rolled his eyes at him, "You're ashamed to ask, I haven't visited me once in eight months, I really think I'm dead."

Nan Xichi was helpless, "Your mother goes there once a month. If I bumped into her at the gate over there, she would collapse on the spot. I would rather wrong our revolutionary friendship than my aunt. Years Forever and forever, friendship will last forever. After eight months, our friendship is enough to be plated with platinum, and we will win the diamond rank in the future."

"I thought the two of us were already the strongest king and immortal legend." Jiang Chuan finally smiled, and while laughing, he told Cheng Jing that he was worried that he would become a psychopath, "It's not a neuropathy, but I'm afraid I have social anxiety What. Hey, this kid might be poisonous. At first I thought he was just talking nonsense like in the book, but I found that I was really a little afraid of people... It doesn’t matter if you talk to my mother. When I meet half-baked people, or a group of Strangers, I feel inexplicably panicked, thinking that this group of people will stare at me and call me a murderer at any time, it's so frustrating."

"Social fear." Nan Xichi slowly picked up the chili rings on the oysters, Jiang Chuan raised his eyes, a little surprised: "You seem to know quite well."

It can't be blamed that Jiang Chuan doesn't know what social phobia is. All his previous enthusiasm has been used to make money, and social fear can't make money. Why should he know.Besides, what many people know is only a superficial understanding, and some even regard introverted personality as social fear.Jiang Chuan didn't want to spend that energy on in-depth understanding and delay making money.

"Social fear. It's easy to have a little time without seeing a group of people." Nan Xichi said, "I used to get inexplicably panicked every two days before the start of school. I don't want to see the teacher, and I don't want to Seeing the classmates in the class, I feel more comfortable going to school than going to prison."

Jiang Chuan stared, "You haven't finished your homework, you are afraid of being beaten."

Nan Xichi stared back, "Is this the reason? Oh, I always think it's my fault."

Jiang Chuan: "..."

At around six o'clock the next morning, Jiang Chuan was woken up by the phone call. Jin Min asked him to prepare breakfast and gave him many details.Jiang Chuan understood that it was for Jiang Xing, put down the phone and got up.

In the past, the cooking at home was always biased towards Jiang Xing's taste. In order to prevent Jiang Xing from feeling that everyone rejected her as a sick person, he never cooked anything else, and everyone ate the same food.Jiang Chuan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't ask Jiang Xing's opinion, especially after the relationship between the two collapsed.

Jiang Chuan was preparing the ingredients at the moment, and suddenly thought of this... What was Jiang Xing thinking?Does she need such equality...

Jiang Chuan was considering whether to make Jiang Xing's breakfast alone, when a sound came from behind him.There are many old houses on the Xitangkou side, especially in the scenic area. The doors and windows are all made of wood, and there is no yard. The gate directly faces the road.The kitchen is next to it, forming an "L" shape with the door. Most of the space in the middle is used as a finishing table, which can be used as a storage table for sundries, and there are two clothes rails hanging above it.The so-called belly of the sparrow means that the space that is not too large must be filled.

At this moment, Jiang Chuan was standing in front of the cleaning table, washing rice and mung beans with the tap running.Hearing the sound and turning around, he happened to see Cheng Jing stepping across the curb to the door. The buttons of his white shirt were neatly buttoned, and the schoolbag on his back was replaced with a black one.

Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows, "Is there still class today?"

Cheng Jing: "No."

The boy was about to put the schoolbag on the finishing table, when Jiang Chuan shouted, "Hey, don't put it indiscriminately, I won't be able to afford it if it gets dirty!"

Cheng Jing pursed her lips and looked at him, "What I get dirty is different from what others get dirty."

Jiang Chuan smiled and said, "Oh, so I'm on my own?"

Cheng Jing stopped talking.

Jiang Chuan didn't know why he liked teasing Cheng Jing so much.That kind of serious and well-behaved look, it's so fun to make your face flush.It's a pity that Cheng Jing didn't respond at all, so Jiang Chuan smiled to himself and asked the boy what's the matter.

Who would have thought that Cheng Jing would say, "I'm here for breakfast."

Jiang Chuan: "..."

Cheng Jing didn't see Jiang Chuan's surprised expression. He lowered his head and took out a plastic bag containing something from his schoolbag, and then said with the plastic bag in his hand, "This is the dirty clothes from yesterday. Hurry up and wash them now, otherwise Aunt Jin will be in trouble when she comes back." Smells of beer."

Jiang Chuan was even more shocked: "You want me to wash your clothes for you?!"

...It's still this natural expression and tone.

Cheng Jing's eyes paused for a moment, and instead of saying that Jin Min helped him wash his clothes every time, he said, "I just want to tell you... I'll go and wash it myself."

There was a washing machine in the bathroom under the stairs. Cheng Jing carried the clothes over there, and came out after a while and asked, "Well... what's the difference between detergent and fabric softener?"

Jiang Chuan: "..."

Jiang Chuan was in a bad mood, "Have you never used a washing machine?"

When taking a shower yesterday, Jiang Chuan saw a new washing machine was installed at home.He casually looked it up at the time, and it turned out to be the latest flagship model launched by a certain brand. It was very expensive, so expensive that he couldn't help but feel relieved that Jin Min would finally enjoy life.

At this moment, he pulled Cheng Jing into the bathroom, pulled off a cover on the washing machine, pointed to the exposed grids and said, "Well, it says detergent softener disinfectant, see? Put it according to this." That’s fine, don’t worry about the difference, anyway, it won’t ruin the clothes.”

He conveniently stuffed the clothes he changed yesterday into it, then poured detergent and fabric softener, and started it.The bathroom was very narrow, and the light was bright yellow. Jiang Chuan looked back and saw that Cheng Jing's white porcelain face was illuminated in a warm yellow, and there seemed to be a suspicious blush?

"It's just that I haven't washed my own clothes. It's quite normal. Don't be shy."

He suppressed a smile, pushed Cheng Jing out, and saw that the boy was blushing under the natural light in the morning, so he laughed wantonly.

Jiang Chuan cooked mung bean porridge in a rice cooker, and was considering whether to fry some vegetarian meatballs or just make milk-flavored meat muffins according to Jiang Xing's eating habits, when he suddenly heard Cheng Jing say: "I don't eat meat floss, can you make me some diced chicken?" Sauce, I'm going to buy steamed buns."

Jiang Chuan: "..."

Can't you just keep a low profile and make do with the meal? Jiang Chuan took a deep breath, "You used to ask my mother like that at my house?"

Cheng Jing nodded.

Jiang Chuan: "..."

Jiang Chuan felt that Cheng Jing, a stranger, was a little too nice to Jin Min yesterday, but at this moment, he felt that everything was taken for granted and necessary.

He looked at Cheng Jing, and before he could speak, the boy had already said, "I know Jiang Xing can't eat too salty, spicy food or seafood, and there are several kinds of food that need to be controlled. But I like salty food Yes, I especially like to eat three delicacies dumplings."

His tone is very calm, his attitude has nothing to do with aggressiveness, but reveals a certain well-bred style, telling others his preferences in a declarative tone.

Jiang Chuan thought this is really a young master, and pulled the corners of his lips: "Yesterday you said that your ugly schoolbag pendant cost thousands of dollars, I believe you now, you are not pretending to be cool, you are really awesome, you are a young master, Go down to earth and knock at my door, I have wronged you."

"It's not Young Master." Cheng Jing's eyes moved, "Jiang Xing himself knows that she is different from normal people, why do you have to create the illusion that she is normal?"

Jiang Chuan was stunned.

Cheng Jing continued: "Are my demands too much? If I were a patient, like Jiang Xing, wouldn't it be natural to make these demands? Why can I wrong myself to accommodate a patient and not accept the demands of a normal person?" ? Jiang Chuan, do you know that Aunt Jin and Jiang Xing don’t know what you like to eat, so I can only guess that you don’t hate hot pot.”

The crimson color on his face has faded, the sun in the morning of May has fallen, there is no temperature, the light is clear, and the boy's eyes are a glassy color.His voice is also clear and clear like glass: "I know that my request is very abrupt to you. However, I am teaching Jiang Xing, and I also promised Aunt Jin to give you tuition. The request, shouldn’t be too much, right? The reason I’m telling you this is because I’ve communicated with Jiang Xing, and now Aunt Jin is used to cooking different meals for us each time, making sure that every dish on the table is liked by at least one person .”

Jiang Chuan thought about Jin Min's exhortation on the phone just now, and it was indeed just about Jiang Xing's eating habits... He said it in too much detail, as if he was afraid that he would forget it during those eight months.

Jiang Chuan felt his heart brighten all of a sudden, "Does my mother know this?"

"Jiang Xing and I reached an agreement. As for Aunt Jin—" Cheng Jing paused, "She didn't ask why, and she didn't find it troublesome...she's quite kind."

Jiang Chuan smiled.If there is no bottom line for kindness, you will become weak, wronging yourself to please others, but in the end you don't know that everyone is wronged.He went to the refrigerator in the living room to look for ingredients, looked back at Cheng Jing outside the door, and said, "Go and buy steamed buns, buy more, I want to keep them for making steamed buns."

Cheng Jing turned to leave, and he shouted again: "Don't buy the kind of steamed buns that are too dead, the kind of steamed buns are hard when fried, they don't taste good!"

Jiang Chuan was very worried about whether Cheng Jing understood what he said.But when Cheng Jing came back with a bag of white and fat steamed buns, he knew that although the young master didn't touch Yang Chunshui with his ten fingers, it was quite unambiguous that he was eating these buns.

It was nearly nine o'clock when Jin Min and Jiang Xing came back.The road is narrow and there are many people, the taxi honked its horn and cautiously moved forward. When it met the three jumpers head-on, the sharp honking sounded like chickens flying like dogs.Jiang Chuan was playing with his mobile phone, and when he heard the sound, he stood up and went out to watch.Cheng Jing was engrossed in doing a set of TOEFL mock test papers, as if she didn't know the excitement outside.

The taxi moved to the door with great difficulty, and Jiang Chuan went to get something from the trunk. When Jin Min helped Jiang Xing out, his eyelids twitched.However, Jiang Xing didn't even look at him. He smiled brightly at the living room and shouted, "Brother Cheng Jing, you said you went there at night yesterday. Why didn't you go?"

Jiang Chuan felt a little bitter.Jiang Xing has never laughed so happily since he was a child, and Cheng Jing is more like a member of the family, a good student, a good son, a good brother...

When he was in a daze, Jin Min and Jiang Xing had already entered the room.Noticing the scrutinizing eyes of the neighbors, Jiang Chuan entered the house with his things in his hands.

After the breakfast was ready, it was placed in warm water, and Jin Min took it out.Jiang Xing sat next to Cheng Jing, gnawing on a piece of milk-flavored meat muffin with his head down, smiling all over his face.When Jiang Chuan came in, he caught a glimpse of Cheng Jing touching Jiang Xing's arm from the corner of his eye.Jiang Xing took another bite of the meat muffin before saying something low and quickly.

Jin Min stopped the action of serving the porridge, with restrained ecstasy on his face, "Xing Zi, your voice is too low, please say it again."

Jiang Xing is 11 years old this year, with short, soft and thin hair, and Jin Min's pretty eyes, but because of his illness and young age, he is a little pale.She glanced at Cheng Jing, then raised her gaze to Jiang Chuan, and said slowly, "Brother, come and have breakfast together."

Jin Min said anxiously: "Let you say thank you..."

However, no one cared about Jin Min's words, Jiang Chuan only felt his chest loosen suddenly, the only annoyance and anxiety in the past eight months was finally relieved, and he could continue to be frank and frank without complaint or regret.

Looking imperceptibly across the calm Cheng Jing, Jiang Chuan put down the things in his hands, went to the dining table and sat down.

This is the most beautiful and complete morning in the past 18 years, and this is a morning that will be remembered for countless days and nights in the future.The people he loved the most in his life all came to him from this moment on.

The author has something to say:

-small theater-

Cheng Jing: Besides being a good son and brother, what else am I?

Jiang Chuan: ... Good wife?

Cheng Jing: Why are you hesitating!

Jiang Chuan: Ah, ah, ah, you finally admitted that you are my wife!

(So ​​someone went downstairs and ran ten laps)