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After leaving Lu's house, Jian Cong didn't go back directly. He took an umbrella and went all the way to a flower shop.

The flower shop is open in the city center, and there is a lot of people outside. Opening the door and stepping in is like entering another world. The chirping birds and the fresh fragrance of flowers and plants take this small shop out of the ordinary world.

And its name is also special, with a single word "dust".

"Welcome." The young lady behind the cashier's voice was clear, and when she saw the person coming, she smiled crookedly, and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

Jian Cong also smiled back. He was in a good mood every time he came here, and it might be because of the good environment. He said, "I ordered a bouquet of white roses."

The young lady opened the notebook to record, "Is it still a constant? When will I get it?"

"No, add ten more flowers, and pick them up in the morning of the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, please pay the deposit, the total is..."

The rain was pattering, and the water droplets were splashing on the glass door, and the rain gradually became heavier again.

When Jian Cong arrived home, Xi Fang was still sitting on the sofa watching TV, and no one had moved the dishes on the dining table.

Seeing that he was covered in moisture, Xi Fang stood up and asked him, "Is it raining heavily? Are you wet?"

"Don't come here." Jian Cong frowned and avoided her outstretched hand, and walked around her with his schoolbag.

Standing behind him, Xi Fang smiled unnaturally, and then said softly, "Then I'll ask Auntie to heat up the meal first, and you can take a shower and eat."

Jian Cong really couldn't understand Xi Fang.

She is a woman under 30 years old, has never been married, has never had children, and is married to an old man who is more than ten years older than her and still travels around all the year round.

Other women in this age group are still struggling in the workplace, but she has already lived the life of a lady in advance.

But dealing with a group of middle-aged and elderly women all day long, daily life is flower arranging, playing mahjong, and looking at stocks. Is this kind of life what she wants?

She knew why Jian Cong didn't want to see her, and she was cautious when seeing Jian Cong on weekdays, just like a mouse seeing a cat.And when she was timid, Jian Cong felt that she was guilty of her own money, reputation, and all of them were not at ease.

Jian Cong also knows that this family needs a mistress, or that his father's career cannot do without a mistress. Even if this person is not Xi Fang, she will be Wang Fang, Lanfang and Li Fang, so Jian Cong doesn't want to see her, but he doesn't blame her , hate her.

At least so far Xi Fang hasn't done anything right.She managed her own identity honestly and maintained Jian's family's external dignity. Jian Cong knew it well, so Jian Cong had no reason to bully her.

Jian Cong regards Xi Fang as a transparent person. Even though they live together under the same roof, except for a living room and dining room as a public area, they have almost no other intersections.

So they are not so much family members as they are roommates, or roommates who don't have a good relationship.

Changed clothes and went downstairs to eat, serving chopsticks were used on the dining table, Jian Cong was so lazy that he couldn't whet his appetite, so he just picked rice grains casually.Xi Fang then turned the table and transferred Jian Cong's favorite dishes to his side.

"Your father's flight tomorrow afternoon will be back in the evening."

Jian Cong didn't want to eat much at first, so he threw away his chopsticks when he heard this disappointing topic, "Can't he tell me when he comes back? Do you have to ask someone to bring a letter?"

"Maybe he just wanted to surprise you, he's too busy..."

Jian Cong sneered, "Yes, so now that the surprise is gone, it's your fault?"

Jian Cong added: "If he doesn't like me, he won't come back. He can raise as many illegitimate children as he wants, but he doesn't want me to go out and start my own family. This house used to be my mother's name. Now My mother died and it fell on my household, which onion is he?!"

"Jian Cong, how can you miss your father so much?" Xi Fang was so startled that she was about to jump up, "He has always been your only son, and he wished to give you the best things in the world... You, how could you be so About your father?"

Jian Cong gritted his teeth and said, "If he, Jian Chuming, was kind and righteous, he wouldn't have brought you into my house when my mother was still dead."

It’s one thing to keep some things in your heart, but it’s another thing to say them out. When you hold them in your heart, you can ignore them and ignore them, but when you say them clearly, Jane’s stomach churns for a while. Nausea, almost throwing up.

Xi Fang was silenced by him.

Jian Cong leaned on the table and pressed his stomach, staring at the table full of food and slowly calmed down, he raised his hand and said, "Sorry, I didn't target you."

After speaking, he turned and went upstairs.

Usually he wouldn't lose control of his emotions like this, but today is different, the day of his mother's death is approaching.

Jian Cong checked Weibo with his mobile phone, and casually retweeted a koi carp that was destined for bad luck, then lay down on the bed and let out a long breath.

Just when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, the mobile phone dropped on the desk beeped again, and the screen turned on.

Jian Cong lay dead for a long time before getting up to read the news, which was learned by Lu Yan.

——Your clothes are washed and dried today and will be brought to school tomorrow.

There is also a WeChat message that I didn't see.

--are you home yet?

Jian Cong replied one by one - I'm home.trouble.

The news of Lu Yanxue came back quickly.

--Bad mood?

Jian Cong murmured: "Can you see this?"

——You usually don’t need to speak respectfully.

Before Jian Cong typed the word "do" after "yes", he paused his hands and said with a low laugh: "I can read minds."

- Bad things will pass.

Lu Yanxue then sent him a WeChat red envelope, 84.7 yuan.

Jian Cong accepted the red envelope, and his mood improved a little. When he was happy, he returned a 666 red envelope to Lu Yanxue.

Lu Yanxue received the red envelope, and soon returned another 146 yuan.

Jian Cong was taken aback, and replied to him——Damn, are you being generous by taking my money?

Lu Yanxue made a tongue-out emoji.

——I stopped chatting and went to do my homework.

"Tsk, a top student still needs to do homework, a scumbag like us..."

Jian Cong slid across a row of books with his fingertips, pulled out a brand-new practice book on correcting wrong sentences, sat down and lifted the pen cover and said, "I only do my homework occasionally."

However, the top student who promised to do his homework did not do it.

Lu Yanxue swiped Jian Cong's Weibo with his mobile phone, and the whole page was full of koi, those who warded off disasters and bad luck, and prayed for safety.From time to time, there are a few lucky draws.

There are two comments under each koi microblog.

Gongsun Neck—the koi did not appear today [doge]

Subtraction and multiplication - roll.

Lu Yanxue looked at these two and laughed for a long time, then continued to scroll down, and turned to more than a month ago, when Jian Cong posted some screenshots of the game, only one female account replied below: "My dear fried chicken is amazing. "

Jane Cong returned her a cool villain wearing sunglasses.

Lu Yanxue pulled down to refresh twice, and then clicked on the profile picture of the female account, but a white interface popped up.

"Jian Cong and Lan Lan have been together for a long time", the user no longer exists.

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