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The third middle school had a holiday on Saturday afternoon, and Lu Yanxue sent a message to Jian Cong early in the morning saying that they would go hiking together after lunch.

Jian Cong didn't see the news. He couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he got up and formed a team to eat chicken all night. The next day, he was so sleepy that Jian Chuming pulled him up to pick up the guests.

Jian Chuming doesn't know what's wrong, he clearly knows that Jian Cong treats him with an extremely bad attitude, but he still wants to be like a hyunzi madman, and he will take him out for a walk whenever someone comes to the door, for fear that others will be less Knowing that he gave birth to a son.

Jian Cong sat on the sofa with a blue face. On the one hand, he was too sleepy to even lift his fingers, and on the other hand, he got up and was so annoyed that he wanted to run away. In the end, the two got mixed up and became half dead.

"This is my son, Jian Cong." Jian Chuming and Lu Zhongyang explained: "I woke up early in the morning and lost my temper."

Lu Zhongyang greeted Jian Cong with a haha ​​laugh, and Jian Cong barely lifted his spirits to look at Jian Chuming. Jian Chuming said, "This is your Uncle Lu, Lu Zhongyang, your father's college classmate, and now you are a professor at Huada University. Do you have any problems with your studies?" You can ask him for advice."

Jian Cong closed his eyelids, half asleep and refused Sanlian: "Thank you, no need, there is nothing to ask."

Lu Zhongyang was not annoyed either, he said with a smile: "Jian Cong is also studying in Experimental Class [-] of No. [-] Middle School. It just so happens that my son is in the same class as you and is also a classmate."

Jane Cong didn't respond.The [-] sleepy bugs in his mind screamed collectively, the nerve center went on strike, and he couldn't hear what other people were saying at all.

"You guys know each other, right? But he has a dull temper, and he certainly doesn't talk much in school."

Jane Cong: ...

"That kid also has a cold face and a warm heart. If you get to know him well, you'll know what he's like."

Jane Cong: Zzz

Lu Zhongyang finally felt a little embarrassed. He looked at Jian Chuming and shook his head, expressing his helplessness.

Jian Chuming waved her hand, tiptoely took a small blanket from the sofa and covered Jian Cong.

"Old Lu, you said your son is also in No. [-] Middle School?" Jian Chuming asked Lu Zhongyang with a suppressed voice.

"Yes, I just transferred from No. [-] Middle School."

"Why is that?" Jian Chuming asked.

Lu Zhongyang hesitated: "He said he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of No. [-] Middle School, I think..."

"What do you think?"

"There should be other reasons, but he refused to say."

Jian Cong's eyelids moved.

Jian Chuming let out a "ho" and said, "This is really a difficult scripture for every family."

Lu Zhongyang took a sip of tea and sighed: "He has his own opinions in linguistics since he was a child, and he is also methodical in doing things. He has already analyzed the pros and cons when he went to No. [-] Middle School. How could he go back on his word?"

Jian Cong opened his eyes in confusion, and asked, "What?"

"Hey, I'm awake." Lu Zhongyang put down his teacup and smiled, "My son Lu Yanxue is in the same class as you, right?"

Jian Cong suddenly woke up, the left side of his mind was "Am I dreaming?" The right side of his mind was "I can hit him with this?"

"Damn it." Jian Cong couldn't stop, as if he had been hit by a laughing drug, "I'll go, really."

The two adults looked at each other.

Jian Cong woke up from a doze. He sat up straight and said, "Uncle, let me introduce myself. Jian Cong, Cong Yunmi Xiaoguang's Cong, is Lu Yanxue's deskmate."

"Hey!" Lu Zhongyang suddenly understood that he smiled, shook hands with him, then nodded Jian Chuming with his finger and said, "Then this must be a kiss and kiss, your dad and I are bunk beds in college."

"This kid." With a smile on his face that couldn't be concealed, Jian Chuming said to Lu Zhongyang, "I treat you much better than me."

Jian Cong didn't know what kind of evil he was besotted, and he was about to die as a zombie. When he heard Lu Yan learn the name, the effect of exorcising the funeral was faster than the zombie vaccine.

Jian Cong told Lu Zhongyang that he had been to his house a few days ago, and Lu Zhongyang said regretfully that he didn't see him at that time.

The two chatted about school affairs again, and the conversation was in full swing.

Jian Chuming didn't interrupt, just smiled and interjected a few words from time to time, rare that the scene was not tense.

It was almost time for lunch, so Jian Chuming and Lu Zhongyang went to the study to talk.

"Old Lu, my son..."

Lu Zhongyang shook his head and said, "The problem with your family is not with your son, but with you."

"How do you say that?" Jian Chuming closed the door.

Lu Zhongyang said: "You have been sitting in a high position for a long time, and your posture is too high. Even talking to your son is condescending and dignified. This is one of them."

Jian Chuming himself didn't realize this problem, so he was taken aback.

"Secondly, Jian Cong also wants to go to you, but you are too far away, old Jane, how many days do you think you can stay at home all year round? The leaders are not as busy as you! How can the child have no grudges against you? ?”

"Let's talk about Zhan Lu. After Zhan Lu passed away, how long did you stay with the child? You plunged into work and forgot all the injuries and pains. But what about the child? He was a child at that time. What state?"

In the past few days, Jian Chuming didn't even see Jian Congmian a few times, and he couldn't remember it at all, so he was speechless.

"You said it was the child who rejected you." Lu Zhongyang shook his head, "If I were Jian Cong, I would ignore you and drive you out immediately, and you are allowed to bring your new love home?"

The two were brothers for decades, and Lu Zhongyang didn't care much about what he said.

Xi Fang knocked on the door and said it was time to eat, Lu Zhongyang got up and said, "I don't want to eat this meal anymore, you and the child have a good talk."

"Hey! How can this work, I invite you to come home, to help you so much..."

"No, I'm only at the mental level of a three-legged cat. Whether you can help or not depends on you." Lu Zhongyang said with a smile: "My son is on vacation this afternoon, so I'll go home and accompany him."

Jian Cong didn't touch his phone all morning, and it had been several hours since he saw the news.

Lu Yanxue sent him another message before going to school, saying, "If you don't come to school in the morning, I will wait for you at the school gate."

Jian Cong really doesn't understand him, climbing mountains in winter?I have seen spring outings, summer outings and autumn outings, but I have not seen winter outings.

He messaged back and said, "What's the problem? I think it's not cold enough outside?" After replying to the message, he remembered that Lu Yanxue, a good student like Lu Yanxue, never brought a mobile phone with him when he was studying.

He looked at the time, and it was 10 minutes after school.

Should have gone back earlier.Jian Cong put the phone aside.

After 5 minutes, the phone was still silent. Jian Cong put on his coat, grabbed the phone and ran outside.

Just as he bumped into Jian Chuming and Lu Zhongyang going out, Jian Cong squatted down and quickly tied his shoelaces, said "I'm going out", and rushed out in a hurry.

Running from home to school, the distance that is usually not so long, unexpectedly saw a ghostly length today.

When he arrived, there was no one at the school gate.

At a glance, he saw the young man leaning against the red wall, wearing blue earphones, lowering his eyes, and the breath from his mouth turned into white frost in the air in an instant.

Jian Cong stood across the road and shouted loudly, "Same table."

Lu Yanxue raised his eyes.

Jian Cong was still out of breath, and a speeding car passed between them.

Jian Cong didn't hear what Lu Yanxue said, but he saw Lu Yanxue smiling with his eyes bent, and he couldn't help grinning.

The young man had delicate features, and his eyes were as clear as the sky.

He says,

You came.

I'm waiting for you.

The author has something to say:

m Smash: The tiger landed an apology!I'm sorry, little biscuits, because I didn't have time to save the manuscript yesterday because I had something to do, and I updated it for an hour tonight. I'm sorry, and I will send you a candy to make up. QQ

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In the middle of the night, Jian Cong suffered from insomnia and asked Lu Yan to learn nonsense.

Lu Yan's theory: teach you a way to cure insomnia.

Jian Cong: What method?

Lu Yanxue: Don't sleep on the bed.

Jian Cong: Where do you sleep?

Lu Yanxue: Sleep with me~

Jian Cong's backhand is a gas tank, Lu Zu.

The end of the show (bushi)