the sky is sugar

Aunt Liu was cooking dinner, while He Yancheng and Jiang Lin were packing up the things they had just brought.

Jiang Lin only took out his change of clothes, some daily necessities and school things, and the only photo with Jiang's father. He Yancheng actually put him in an exquisite small photo frame, which can be placed on the bedside .

Other things are basically not of much use, so they are all placed in the storage room.

He Yancheng did not expect Jiang Lin to have only six or seven sets of clothes in total, including school uniforms, which are basically summer and winter clothes. Spring and autumn are mixed, and several clothes are too old, and the trademark on the neck has been worn out. It fell off, and the only canvas shoe among the three pairs of shoes was also washed white.

He thought of the clothes and shoes that he basically wore once and would never wear again, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Same age, different life.

He really felt sorry for this man.

Jiang Lin was hanging his clothes. He Yancheng hugged him from behind and buried his head in his neck. Jiang Lin could feel that he was a little stuffy. He glanced at the kitchen, put his hand on his arm, and asked, "What's wrong?"

He Yancheng's voice was really muffled, and he said, "It's okay, I just want to hug you."

"Damn it! Why are you so nasty all of a sudden!" Jiang Lin laughed.

He Yancheng hugged him quietly without speaking.

After a while, Aunt Liu's voice came from the kitchen, "Master, Xiao Jiang, it's time to eat."

Jiang Lin pushed He Yancheng's arm, "It's time to eat, let's go out."

Only then did He Yancheng let go of him, walked to the front, turned around and kissed him hard on the lips after not walking a few steps.

Aunt Liu just happened to look this way, and Jiang Lin pushed him away in fright, cursing in a low voice: "You fucking...be careful."

He Yancheng looked at him with a wicked smile.

"Xiao Jiang, the young master asked me to make these for you. Do you like it?" Aunt Liu smiled and picked up a piece of pork ribs for Jiang Lin.

He lowered his head and took a bite, exclaiming: "It's delicious, Auntie, He Yancheng is really lucky."

"That is." He Yancheng said proudly.

Jiang Lin glanced at him and smiled, but couldn't smile in his heart. He knew that he could only eat the meals made by his aunt because his mother passed away early.

He Yancheng picked up a glass of drink on the table, looked at Jiang Lin and said, "Welcome to stay, Jiang Lin."

"Thank you, He Yancheng," Jiang Lin also picked up a drink, "Thank you, Aunt Liu, too."

This was the first time he felt the warmth of home after Father Jiang was gone.

Seeing that they were both carrying drinks, Aunt Liu also took a cup, and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiang, you don't have to be polite with Auntie in the future, just tell Auntie what you want to eat, if the young master bullies you in the future, Auntie Liu will definitely stand by your side side."

Jiang Lin laughed from ear to ear, and He Yancheng helplessly looked at the two people who were already standing in a line, and the corners of his mouth could not stop smiling.

The three drank the drinks in their cups in one gulp. The atmosphere of the meal was very harmonious. After Jiang Lin wanted to help wash the dishes, Aunt Liu said "No, no, no" and pushed him out of the kitchen.

So he had no choice but to sit on the living room sofa with He Yancheng and watch TV.

"It's still early, it's only past six o'clock, do you want to go out and exercise?" Jiang Lin said.

He Yancheng leaned to one side and hummed: "Do you want to exercise? Or do you want to have an affair?" He didn't say that he went out to play in the afternoon because he was worried that he would meet that girl again, and he would only be upset when the time came, so he wouldn't be interested in playing, so he simply didn't bring it up. thing.

Jiang Lin wanted to laugh as soon as he heard what he meant, "Okay, then I won't go. Let's call the head office at another place tomorrow and weekend? If not, go to school."

He Yancheng has a lot of temper recently, he hummed and said, "It's not too bad, that girl is interested in you just by looking at it."

"It seems that when she was in junior high school, she wrote me a love letter? But I didn't read it, and my dad sold it for tatters when I took it home." Jiang Lin spread his hands.

At that time, there were quite a lot of girls who really liked him, Zhao Qi's grandson was always looking for Jiang Lin because of a girl he liked, that's why he was always making trouble for Jiang Lin.

Later, seeing that Jiang Lin was so stubborn at the beginning, he despicably asked his bastard brother to go to Jiang's father's stall to make trouble a few times, and was so scared that no one else dared to buy food, so Jiang Lin had no choice but to compromise.

"All?" He Yancheng sat up and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "It seems that you had a lot of love when you were young! Is there really no one who is tempted?"

Jiang Lin glanced at the kitchen where Aunt Liu was still busy. He probably wouldn't notice it for the time being. He stretched out an arm and hooked He Yancheng's neck. The two heads were very close, and their breath was evenly sprayed on each other's face. He said with a smile : "No matter how I look at you, you look like a jealous little daughter-in-law."

He Yancheng bit his mouth lightly and hard, "Who is the little daughter-in-law, try again."

Jiang Lin didn't expect him to become more and more courageous, and stared at him, "Are you a dog?"

At this time, there happened to be a puppy barking "Wow, woof, woof" in the cartoon on the TV. The two looked at the TV at the same time and looked at each other, and laughed with a "puchi".

Aunt Liu left after tidying up the house, leaving two bored people who couldn't go out to play.

"What do you usually do after school?" Jiang Lin asked.

"Watch TV, play games, play basketball, sleep."

"It's gone?"

"Gone."

Jiang Lin couldn't help being curious, "What about homework? Don't you write homework exercises?"

"Cut, I can finish that kind of thing in 10 to [-] minutes at most, so it doesn't need to be counted at all." He Yancheng was very proud.

"..." Jiang Lin thought that it took him two or three hours to write those things, and there was still a lot of room for mistakes or mistakes.

"What about you? Besides helping Dad Jiang after school?" He Yancheng asked.

"It's gone." Jiang Lin said.

"It's gone? Do nothing but help Dad Jiang after school? Don't play or touch other entertainment?" Although He Yancheng had expected it in his heart, he was still a little shocked to hear his answer.

"Yes." Jiang Lin said.

"Poor child, come, let Brother Cheng give you some love." He Yancheng pouted and leaned forward to kiss him on the lips, then hugged him and fell on the sofa.

Jiang Lin looked at the ceiling and stroked his hair, and asked, "Have you ever thought about where to go to university? What do you want to do in the future?"

"Then where do you want to go to university?" He Yancheng asked back.

"As far as my grades are so poor that there is no room for improvement, do you think I have a choice." Jiang Lin smiled, "But you are different, you will definitely be admitted to a good university, and you may be like your father in the future A successful businessman."

"I haven't thought about it, I think it doesn't matter which school you go to." He Yancheng looked up at him, "Then if you graduate from university, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Lin thought for a while and said, "Make money and open a coffee shop."

He Yancheng didn't expect that he would be interested in this, and asked, "Why is it a coffee shop?"

"I remember that one year, Dad Jiang and I passed by a very high-end coffee shop at night. We were both very tired at that time, so we sat in the corner outside them to rest. I was very cold and thirsty, so Dad Jiang went in. I asked the waiter inside if I could get a cup of hot water in sign language, but that person didn’t seem to understand, anyway, he looked at Father Jiang very fiercely and disgustedly, saying that beggars are not allowed to enter and let him go away..."

"Stop talking." He Yancheng hugged him distressedly.

"So I want to open a coffee shop, close later, and provide hot water throughout the day to homeless people and sanitation workers, or occasionally needy people like Jiang's father." Jiang Lin said.

At that time, I was too young and didn’t understand many things. Now I think about it, why Jiang’s father would rather walk than take the bus every time he went out, and even if he went occasionally, he would stand all the way, because he was afraid of dirtying the seat, and when the school opened He rarely goes to parent-teacher meetings, because he can't speak, and he is afraid that other classmates will make fun of Jiang Lin.

He is so good, and loves his children so carefully.

He Yancheng never knew before that in such an era of developed economy and open mind, there are still people living such a difficult and humble life, and there is still discrimination around them.

"Apart from uncle, do you have any other relatives?" He Yancheng asked in a muffled voice.

"No more. I can't remember clearly. I forget when I was, my parents died in a car accident, and then I seemed to be taken away by human traffickers." Jiang Lin recalled.

"They sold me to a family first, but the man was very violent, drank all day, and often came back and beat me, kicked me, grabbed my hair and slapped me. If I cried too loudly, he would kill me. I'm locked in a storage room and there are a lot of rats in there."

"Then one day I was sick, and the man was afraid of beating me to death, so he contacted the trafficker and said that I sold him with a disease, so he had to return the product, otherwise he would call the police. The trafficker was threatened by him and had no choice but to take me away. Walk."

"On the way, I was a little sick. They must not be happy to lose money and bring back a half-dead man, so they threw me on the garbage dump outside the city. I thought I would never survive, so I was so scared Crying, I didn’t expect Jiang’s dad to pick me up when he heard the sound, so he picked me up.”

Jiang Lin opened his eyes and didn't shed a single tear, but He Yancheng felt that his heart must be in pain, because it was so painful and sad that he couldn't cry.

"From what you said, I suspect that my father is not my real father at all," He Yancheng tried to relieve the depressing atmosphere, "He was very strict with me since I was a child, and I could count the number of times I saw him in a year on my hands Come here, he is always very busy, no time to go home for dinner, no time to accompany me, no time to participate in parent-child activities, and only attended the parent-teacher meeting once, and left halfway."

Jiang Lin looked at him and said lightly: "No matter how busy you are, it's because of you and this family. Uncle must be very tired, just don't talk about it. He Yancheng, cherish the days when your parents are by your side, be nice to your father and don't always fight against him. "

"To be honest, I often don't know how to get along with him. It's funny to be rebellious before. Isn't it to make him care about me more and pay attention to me." He Yancheng lowered his eyes, like a pitiful puppy.

Jiang Lin kissed him lightly, and said with a smile, "I hope we will never be alone again."

"Never be alone again." He Yancheng looked at him and repeated.