anonymous babe

After school in the afternoon, Lin Jiahua returned home alone, and Mrs. Zhang was the only one who was busy going out in the whole villa.His mother is busy holding an art exhibition recently, leaving early and returning late, and seeing no one all day long.His father has been holding meetings and conferences lately, and the couple are so busy that they almost forgot that they have their own son.

Naturally, this was not the first time Lin Jiahua had seen this situation, so it was no surprise that he greeted Mrs. Zhang and went straight to the bedroom on the second floor.

A few minutes later, Mrs. Zhang went to Lin Jiahua's bedroom with a glass of milk, "Jiahua, are you studying? Come, have a glass of milk and rest for a while."

"En." Lin Jiahua nodded, he stood up from the desk, walked a few steps over to take the milk, "Thank you Mrs. Zhang."

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Mrs. Zhang asked.

"Whatever!" Lin Jiahua drank the milk in one gulp, returned the milk cup to Mrs. Zhang, sat back at the desk, and continued to stare at the computer screen.

Mrs. Zhang quietly glanced at his computer screen. The screen on the computer screen had been cut off the moment Mrs. Zhang came in. Although she didn't know what he was watching just now, she definitely wasn't studying.

Mrs. Zhang didn't poke him, so she smiled and said, "Then I'll make you your favorite hairy crab, how about it?"

"Hmm..." Lin Jiahua had just touched the mouse with his right hand and was about to nod when he suddenly turned his head and looked at Mrs. Zhang inexplicably, "When did I say I like hairy crabs the most?"

"Ah?" This time it was Mrs. Zhang's turn to be puzzled, "Didn't you...have liked it since you were a child?"

Mrs. Zhang has been a nanny for Director Lin's family for some years. She has grown up watching Lin Jiahua grow up. In her memory and subconscious, Lin Jiahua likes to eat hairy crabs!

"I never said I like it." Lin Jiahua turned his head and faced the screen again.

"Oh...Maybe I misremembered?" Mrs. Zhang shook her head and turned to leave. When she reached the door and was about to open it, Lin Jiahua's voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Make a sweet soup!"

"..." Mrs. Zhang was stunned for a moment, "What kind of soup? Sweet soup? What kind of sweet soup?"

Lin Jiahua glanced back at the computer screen, clicked the mouse a few times, and said, "Just make a sweet soup, don't forget to put in the oranges."

"Oh, oh, okay, there are oranges at home, I'll make you a sweet orange soup with rock sugar!" Mrs. Zhang smiled and left the bedroom, closed the door, and went downstairs to the kitchen.While walking, I was thinking in my heart, what happened to this child recently, why did he start to picky eaters, his taste has changed quite quickly.

It was almost seven o'clock in the evening, and Lin Yuan came back from outside.When he got home and opened the door to go in, Mrs. Zhang just happened to set the meal.

"It's a coincidence that Mr. came back. You haven't eaten yet, and Jiahua hasn't eaten either!" Mrs. Zhang added chopsticks to the table and said with a smile.

Lin Yuan took off his coat, hung it on the hanger in the living room, and asked, "Where's Jia Hua?"

"He's still in the room... learning..." Before Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, Lin Jiahua opened the door and came out.As he went downstairs, he asked, "Why did you call me?"

Lin Yuan raised his head, glared at him and shouted, "Brat, what good did you do today?"

"How can you, Director Lin, do so many good things!" Lin Jiahua replied forcefully, turned around and walked to the dining room.

"You...you stink..." Lin Yuan stared hard, raised his hand and rolled up his shirt sleeves, "What did you do in Mr. Chen's class? Ah? Lin Jiahua, how old are you? You are still three years old Is it a child?"

"How many years has Mr. Chen been a teacher, do you know? Your father and I were Mr. Chen's students back then, and now it's your generation."

"It's fine if you don't respect it, you're still messing with him, boy, don't be too complacent."

Lin Jiahua was quite speechless, "Do I have time to play with him? Am I free?"

"Tell me clearly, what have you done?" Lin Yuan refused to let go.In the afternoon, when he found time to call his son's class teacher Zhao Kang to find out the situation, Zhao Kang mentioned Lin Jiahua's being punished by Mr. Chen and brought him to the office to talk.

Mr. Chen is the only old teacher in the No. [-] Middle School of C City who has reached the age of retirement and is still fighting in the front line. He has worked in education for so many years, and Lin Yuan has awarded him many awards as the director of the education bureau. It's awe-inspiring.

Lin Jiahua sat down at the dining table, glanced at the food on the table, and then picked up the spoon, "I took a nap at noon, I overslept."

"What?" Lin Yuan was taken aback, "Overslept? Are you a pig?"

"..." Lin Jiahua raised his head and gave him a hard look.

Lin Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he said embarrassingly, "Don't you like taking naps?"

"When did I say that?" Lin Jiahua took a spoonful of soup with a spoon and took a sip.

"Could it be... did I remember wrong?" Lin Yuan murmured, stopped asking questions and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

After all the meals were served, Zhang Ai came back.As soon as she came, Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, took the bag and took off the jacket for his daughter-in-law automatically and consciously, hung it up thoughtfully, and even rolled up her sleeves for her with special eyesight, and took her to wash her hands. play.

Zhang Ai has been busy since he left the house at six o'clock in the morning. He is basically exhausted and doesn't even want to talk.The tall, thin and slender figure is soft, and she is at the mercy of her husband.When Lin Yuan asked her what to say, she answered whatever.

After washing his hands, Lin Yuan took his daughter-in-law's hand and brought them to the dinner table. He smiled flatteringly, "I'm too tired today, will you be fine tomorrow? I'll take some time tomorrow and take you out to relax."

"Take some time? Are you free tomorrow?" Zhang Ai asked.

"Empty is drawn out, I want to draw, of course I have." Lin Yuan smiled, served rice for his daughter-in-law, handed chopsticks, and touched his little hand by the way.

Zhang Ai's dark eyes finally blinked, adding some playfulness and charm to her exquisite face, she turned to look at Lin Jiahua, "Jiahua, what about you?"

"..." Lin Jiahua lowered his head and drank the soup, ignoring them both.

Lin Yuan lifted it up again in one breath, and kicked Lin Jiahua's calf under the table, "Lin Jiahua, your mother is asking you something!"

Lin Jiahua was holding up a spoon to drink soup, when Lin Yuan kicked him, the spoon in his hand shook, and the whole spoonful of soup was spilled on the table, and the green checkered tablecloth was immediately wet.

"..." Lin Jiahua raised his head and stared at his father coldly. His expressionless face was [-]% like Zhang Ai's.

"What are you looking at? If you have an opinion, just say it, there is no need to keep it." Lin Yuan snorted angrily, and in this moment of anger, he still didn't forget to bring food for his wife.

Zhang Ai didn't care about the two of them, and took chopsticks, eating very calmly, as if nothing happened.

"I..." Lin Jiahua pursed her lips and moved her eyes, "In this house, it seems... I can't stay any longer."

"..." There was a sudden silence at the dinner table, even Zhang Ai, whose expression had always faded like pure water, stopped his chopsticks, looked up at Lin Jiahua, "Then where do you want to go?"

"Live on campus." Lin Jiahua said.

"Don't you dislike living in school?" Zhang Ai finally showed a hint of the reaction that a mother should have on his face.

"You remember wrong." Lin Jiahua said.

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After school was over in the afternoon, Gao Bo went to the restaurant to have dinner first, then returned to the classroom to pack up his evening homework before returning to the dormitory.

He planned to let Lin Quanshan sleep with him at night, but after eating, Lin Quanshan put on his earphones and practiced listening while doing physics problems. Gao Bo's little request was just a simple "hmm". Said I got it.

Gao Bo wasn't sure whether he specifically agreed or disagreed with the word 'I know'.After thinking about it, he didn't intend to cause trouble to others, he returned to the dormitory alone with his schoolbag on his back, and began to tidy up his temporary nest.

On the issue of the bed, Gao Bo hesitated for a moment.He is a bit obsessed with sleeping, and always feels that the lower bunk is safer and more convenient.

However, according to someone, the seat on the lower bunk is his, so he naturally knows the principle of first come, first served.But right now, the man is not sleeping here, Gao Bo thought, this bed was made with effort, anyway, the man may not come to sleep in the Year of the Monkey, so he should stay here for a few days.

After making up his mind, Gao Bo packed up all the things he needed, put what should be put away, hung what should be hung up, and what should be placed in order. After finishing everything, he sat at the desk, took the schoolbag, and took out the book Start writing homework.

He writes Chinese first, then English history and politics, and mathematics, chemistry and physics are habitually put at the end. The order is absolutely irreversible, otherwise his self-confidence in doing the questions will be hit by [-] million points.

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and Gao Bo was immersed in the mysterious ocean of physics, unable to see any direction, he felt that he was about to drown.

"Knock, knock..." In the quiet bedroom, there was a rather strange knock on the door.Gao Bo suddenly woke up from the abyss of drowning, and he looked up at the door.

The knock on the door was definitely coming from his door. Gao Bo stood up from the table and asked, "Who is it?"

"..." There was no answer from outside the door.

Gao Bo walked to the door, put his ears to it quietly, held his breath and listened carefully.

"Click!" A crisp voice came, before Gao Bo had time to react, the door of the dormitory opened by itself.

There was a tall, thin, handsome and cold boy standing at the door. The boy was carrying a schoolbag in one hand and a rice bucket in the other. He gave Gao Bo a very 'indifferent' look, and walked straight to his bed.

"You..." Gao Bo was momentarily at a loss for words, "Why... are you here?"

"My dormitory, of course I can come whenever I want." Lin Jiahua forced him a sentence, put the things in his hands on the empty bed opposite, plunged into Gao Bo's already made lower bunk bed, and pulled the thin bed beside it. The quilt was very embarrassing and covered himself.

Gao Bo looked at his series of movements and said weakly, "That's my quilt..."

Lin Jiahua ignored him and turned over, leaving only the back of his head.

The author has something to say:

Lin Jiahua: They don't know what I like, it seems that they don't love me.

Gao Bo: No one knows what I like...

Lin Jiahua: ...It seems that you don't know what I like...