Reason is still chaotic

Shen Jiali moved without warning.

The new house is a two-entry mansion, with green bricks on the floor and lush flowers and trees. Although the layout is simple, it does not have a vibrant and open scenery.Others said that this house is spacious and bright, and they feel comfortable to live in; Duan Muren came over to see it in person, agreed, and said with a smile: "It's just that there is one woman missing."

In Shen Jiali's eyes, Duan Muren looked like a smiling tiger when he was full of joy, so after hearing this, he didn't dare to make fun of it, but replied solemnly: "Oh, I'm used to being alone, so it's fine."

Duan Muren thought that what he said didn't make sense, but he didn't delve into it. He only suspected that Shen Jiali was so picky because of his wealth and good looks—or there might be other reasons.

The Shen residence in Beiping became more and more lively, and a large room was vacated in front as a reception room, where sofas and chairs were placed for the visiting people from all walks of life to rest and wait.The porter who guards the gate is also proud, his eyes moved up to his forehead, if the visitors don't give him a few tips as a bribe, Director Shen will never be at home.

Shen Jiali is busy with official duties on weekdays, and only takes time out to meet guests on Sundays.Sitting in the quiet and cool study room, he calmly listened to the other party's difficulties and made a promise.The visitors lined up to wait for bribes, and those who had passed five levels saw the real body of the director, knowing that the opportunity was rare, so they all made their flattering gestures to the extreme.And Shen Jiali glanced at the list of visitors on the table without listening, and secretly smiled in his heart: "My dears, don't worry, come one by one. This director will always give you the opportunity to make confessions like this."

Everything was fine, Xingfu Jiro didn't use his status as the overlord of the Japanese consultant to oppress him, Duan Muren was vicious, but he treated him kindly.He changed to a good cook, and a plate of stir-fried cabbage could cook out a unique umami taste; the foreign shops in Dongjiaomin Lane were still open, allowing him to buy himself some expensive and useless gadgets as he wanted, such as American lighters, French perfumes, Swiss watches.

Duan Zhicheng said he was coming, but his wife suddenly became pregnant again, which prevented him from moving freely for a while.Instead, Shen Zichun arrived first.

This is September of this year, and the street is still full of summer scenery.I haven't seen him for three months, but Shen Zichun has grown taller again, and has entered a period of voice change. His voice is erratic, sometimes rough like a cow, and sometimes hoarse like a crow.Accompanying him was the driver of the Shen family. The two got off the train at the station and were picked up by the car sent by Shen Jiali.

In the scorching sun in the evening, Shen Zichun and the driver, guided by the concierge, timidly entered the compound of the Shen residence.Suddenly seeing Shen Jiali standing in the courtyard head on, he yelled in ecstasy: "Third Uncle!" Then he rushed forward bouncing and hugged him.

All his movements and words are childlike, but he is already half a head taller than Shen Jiali.Without any warning, he rushed forward and almost pushed Shen Jiali over.Shen Jiali took a step back and stood firm, knowing that he couldn't push him away, so he didn't waste his efforts, he just raised his hand and patted his back, and asked, "Is it hot?"

Shen Zichun was still hugging him, blushing, and very happy inside: "It's hot, it's very hot in the carriage!"

Shen Jiali smelled the smell of sweat on his body, it was slightly sour, with the unique body smell of a half-grown boy, fresh and warm, not disgusting.

So he also blushed for a moment, and reluctantly acted nonchalantly: "Go take a shower, do you bring a change of clothes?"

Naturally, I brought a change of clothes, put them in a canvas travel bag, and was carried by the driver behind.The chauffeur was standing there looking around, his young and clean face reflected the light of the setting sun, he was a young man with golden skin.

Shen Jiali saw it, but ignored him.

Shen Zichun took a bath and had a meal.Shen Jiali pitied him for being bored and lonely, so he planned to take this opportunity to take him out for a drive, but he refused, saying that he was sleepy and wanted to go to bed to rest.

Seeing his coy and shy look, Shen Jiali immediately understood.

The two of them sat on the bed in undershirts and shorts, cuddling each other affectionately.Shen Zichun hugged Shen Jiali's waist with both hands, and talked about his life in the past few months.His voice is low and masculine at the moment, and when he speaks affectionately, it is particularly touching: "Third Uncle, I miss you very much."

Shen Jiali faced forward and did not look at him, but put a hand on his thigh, and asked with a smile, "Where do you miss me?"

Shen Zichun bent down awkwardly, trying his best to put his pillow on the other person's shoulder: "I want everything... from hair to toes..." Then there was a nondescript "huh huh", it was a big boy To act like a baby.

Shen Jiali felt that his behavior was funny, and couldn't help turning his head to look at him, feeling strange and sweet in his heart, as if he suddenly understood the taste of father's love - but it was not pure father's love.His body has been idle for a long time, and now facing this big little man, he faintly salivates.

"Love me?" He stared into Shen Zichun's eyes and asked with a probing smile.

Shen Zichun blushed, but nodded his head responsibly, and promised proudly: "Yes, I love you!"

Shen Jiali laughed out loud, and slapped Shen Zichun's knee while laughing.But Shen Zichun was at a loss for what to do at first, and then he reacted, straightened up and lowered his head, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Third Uncle, don't take me for a fool, I know everything."

Shen Jiali still smiled, turned to Shen Zichun with a smile, leaned over and kissed his forehead.

Shen Zichun must hug Shen Jiali to sleep.

It wasn't that hot at night, but Shen Jiali made him sweat profusely, so he simply naked his buttocks.Shen Jiali struggled in the bondage of his long hands and feet, but did not break free, looked down and saw the child's big feet in the hazy moonlight.

He tried his best to turn sideways to face Shen Zichun, and hugged him to his chest.Shen Zichun had vented at his mercy just now, and he had lost some vitality, so he was sleeping very soundly at the moment, his eyelashes cast shadows on his cheeks, his lips were slightly pouted, looking childish and pitiful.As soon as Shen Jiali made a hugging gesture, he took advantage of the situation and arched into the third uncle's arms, obediently like a big skinny cat.

Shen Jiali knew that he was a good boy, ten thousand times better than Shen Zijing.He felt a little regretful, thinking that he shouldn't lure the other party astray, it seemed that it was okay to stop halfway, but if such a fetter was missing, he didn't know how to hold Shen Zichun in his hands.

There's no way, once the relationship grows deep, his desire to control will explode; it's like peeking at Shen Zijing's letter back then, like telling those ambiguous and explicit love words to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child just now.In fact, this behavior is totally wrong, but he has his own desires and purposes, and he has no control over whether it is right or wrong.

The next day, he got up early and went to work in the bureau as usual.

When it was close to noon, Xingfu Jiro came over with a large aluminum lunch box, saying that he would treat Shen Jiali to eat senbei for lunch.

Shen Jiali had eaten Xianbei before, and remembered that it was more crispy, so he readily agreed.The two sat down across a desk, Xingfu Jiro opened the lid of the lunch box, showed Shen Jiali a stack of large brown pancakes in the lunch box, and greeted with a complacent smile: "Please, this is my wife's handicraft , You are welcome, try it!"

Shen Jiali stretched out his hand to pick up a piece in doubt, seeing that it was extremely hard and different from the Xianbei in his impression, he couldn't help suspecting that it was a kind of food like walnut cake; when he put it in his mouth and bit it, he almost broke his teeth broken.Seeing his frightened expression, Xingfu Jiro thought that he was overwhelmed by this Japanese flavor, so he said leisurely and fascinated: "Every time I eat the senbei made by my wife, I can't help but think of my motherland. .My wife’s senbei is very home-like.”

Shen Jiali closed his teeth with all his strength, and bit down a piece with a "crack", thinking that no wonder the Japanese wanted to invade China. The hometown with this kind of taste is indeed unbearable for even a minute.

Shen Jiali and Xingfu Jiro were separated by a table, each holding a half-face-sized big senbei in both hands, and ate it with a bang, smoke was faintly rising in front of the chewing.Shen Jiali ate one piece with great pains, his jaw was sore, his mouth was dry, and he drank a large bowl of tea in a hurry, not daring to taste the second piece.Xingfu Jiro also asked him: "How does it taste?"

Shen Jiali raised his hand and rubbed his chin: "Well, it's very good, it's really crisp."

Xingfu Jiro picked up a newspaper from the table and spread it out, then buckled up the big lunch box and poured out the remaining senbei.Folding the four corners of the newspaper and wrapping it up, he pushed it in front of Shen Jiali: "Take it home and eat slowly."

Shen Jiali slowly raised his eyes to look at him, and while accepting the senbei, he replied softly, "This...thank you."

Xingfu Jiro is a bit of a stingy person, he took the wonderful dim sum baked by his wife to give as a gift, and he didn't spend a lot of money, thinking that he had given Shen Jiali great face.Shen Jiali had long felt that he was not generous enough, but now that he saw him giving this thing away, he understood his true nature even more.

He also wanted to have a good relationship with Xingfu Jiro, and even planned to find an opportunity before and give him a big gift; but looking at the current situation, he found that he was making a big fuss.From then on, he gave the other party a little favor every now and then, and often invited the other party to have an exquisite meal at his home. Xingfu Jiro didn't realize that his behavior was inappropriate, and he already demeaned himself; Still very proud.