Really young master holding sweet script

Shi Jing leaned back in his chair, thinking of the plot in the book in his dream, even though he knew the plot in the book, he couldn't help but confirm to He Ling, "Is Uncle He always alone?"

He Ling was heartbroken, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the vegetarian stir-fried vegetables on the plate, "My dad is old and single, and there are quite a few women who stick to him, and the one he fucks the most is my cat, which is more expensive than me." .”

Shi Jing also took a bite of the dishes on the plate. The taste of the dishes was very bland, and he felt sad unconsciously.

Wherever He Ling passed by, there would be no silence. Lightspeed forgot his father's sad past of being single for his first love all his life, took out his phone, pulled out a video and handed it to Shi Jing.

"The status of my cat is a bit higher than that of me as a living person. It feels good to the touch. Even my dad can pet it, and so can my brother, but I can't."

Shi Jing looked closely at the shiny fur on the screen, with brown spots all over its back, such an expensive leopard cat that is not a fat cat, it is seriously overweight!

It's outrageous!

"It must weigh twelve or three catties, right?"

He Ling said, "I underestimated it. Now it weighs [-] catties. If there are no pigs at home during the Chinese New Year, it can be killed."

"Then you should be in front of the cat." When He Qing returned to the private room, he heard that He Ling was going to kill the cat.

After the head of the family finished speaking, He Ling ran out of battery in an instant.

As the dinner was coming to an end, He Qing also added Shi Jing's WeChat.

All the porridge in the hospital cafeteria basically tasted the same, and this vegetarian meal was one of the better ones I had eaten in the past few days.

Jing went to bed early when she returned to the hospital.

The holidays always fly by so fast, and it’s the 29th of the new year.

Xie Yinhan carried the drawing board on his back, and returned to the old house just after finding inspiration.

Before stepping into the yard of the old house, he saw two servants cleaning the yard beside the iron gate. His footsteps were soft, and the two of them didn't seem to notice his existence, and they were still chatting as if no one else was there.

"It's a holiday tomorrow! But I heard that my wife will come back from abroad tomorrow,...the young master who celebrates Chinese New Year won't go home anyway."

"Aren't you sick? I haven't been home for a week, and the house is even more deserted, but I have been working here for several years, and I have never seen my wife and the young master in the same frame!"

"Which mother do you think can bear not seeing her own child for several years? I've never heard young master Shi Jing mention his wife. You said that you are always at home during Chinese New Year. Why is it that this year when my wife returns to China, the young master is so sick that he doesn't want to go home?" Will Ken come back?" He lowered his voice and said, "It's frightening to think about it carefully!"

Xie Yinhan's eyes were a little cold, and he felt irritable when he thought of not being in touch for a week, and he felt that everything he saw these days was not pleasing to the eye.

Passing by the living room, Xie Yinhan heard the sound of financial news playing inside.

He didn't want to communicate with Shi Jianfeng, and walked upstairs as if he didn't hear the movement in the living room. Xie Yinhan put his hands in the pockets of his cotton jacket and was about to pass by when Shi Jianfeng's voice came from behind him.

"Thank you Yinhan."

He still kept facing the direction of the stairs, and his footsteps stopped slightly, "What's the matter?"

Shi Jianfeng, who was leaning on the pure leather sofa, put down the coffee cup in his hand, "Come here, I have something to ask you."

Xie Yinhan snorted before turning sideways, "I have nothing to say to you."

Shi Jianfeng's temples were throbbing. He was doing business outside, and he still believed in not being angry during the Chinese New Year, or he would say unlucky words. He held back his temper and said in a calm tone, "Auntie next to you is going back to China tomorrow. What do you look like?" talk?"

"What I look like has something to do with you?" He said coldly, "It's not that my mother returned to China. My mother probably regretted it underground. She regretted that when she was alive, there was no distinction between humans and animals."

It's not time to get off work yet, and there are still servants cleaning on the stairs next to it.

Shi Jianfeng couldn't hold back his old face, and immediately walked around the sofa and walked in front of Xie Yinhan, "Don't think that I'm too lazy to educate you, but I just can't control you. Why can't you learn from your brother? He has excellent grades and a good temper. The same body Keeping my blood, why did I give birth to a bastard like you?"

Some word in this sentence touched Xie Yinhan's back, he suddenly took a step forward, his hands in his pockets were clenched tightly, and the next moment he was about to grab Shi Jianfeng's collar.

His eyes were full of hostility, and his chest was heaving violently because of anger. At this moment, Shi Jing's clear and shallow smile flashed through his mind. He was afraid of seeing the disappointment in Shi Jing's eyes, so he retreated. Half a step back.

Shi Jianfeng noticed that the drawing board on his back was still iron and steel, "You can't put your mind on your studies and do these useless things every day. How much are you worth for drawing these crap? "

Xie Yinhan turned around and walked towards the door with big strides without looking back. After the door slammed down, there was a loud noise, and the huge villa was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Shi Jianfeng stood there for an unknown amount of time, returned to the living room and sat down, picked up the coffee cup and slapped it back on the table.

At this time, Shi Jing was sitting at the table in the ward.

While filling in the answer to the penultimate question of the multiple-choice question, he picked up the phone that was ringing.

[Group Chat] Love each other as a family

He Ling: Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, I'm going to show off my cooking and making dumplings

He Qing, the head of the family: Do not cook as a family

He Ling: Dad! !I don't want to lose face, right?

[He Ling] patted [He Qing, head of the family]

He Ling: Is the kid still in the hospital? Would you like to come to my house to eat dumplings?

He Qing: Xiaojing, what taboos do you have?

He Ling: Not suitable for raw meat?

[The head of the family He Qing] clapped [He Ling]

After finally being able not to go home, he didn't have to face his mother whom he hadn't seen for many years. He had the impression that his mother didn't like him and didn't want to look at him more.

Why bother looking for unpleasantness.

If you don't go back to your own home, there is no reason to go to someone else's home.

Shi: I'm reviewing my homework in the ward, so I won't bother you, thank you Uncle He

He Qing: If there is something missing in the ward and you feel uncomfortable, you must tell He Ling

He Ling:? ?

He Ling: Do you watch the Spring Festival Gala without TV?

Time: I brought my laptop out

He Ling: Isn’t the screen too small? I don’t like it. The screen of a TV in our house is worth [-] laptops.

The head of the family, He Qing: Just shut up

He Ling sent a few more emoticons.

Shi Jing didn't reply this time, so he picked up the exercise book and started today's problem-solving plan. The college entrance examination is about to come, and he must not relax even during the New Year. This time he will not leave any regrets.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the street lights gradually turned on. The frost on the window blurred the light of the street lights, and the screen of the mobile phone that was placed on the window sill lighted up, and a call came in.

Shi Jing put down the pen in his hand, shook his sore neck, and found that it was his father calling, so he pressed it through.

The father's serious voice came from the other end of the phone, "Xiao Jing."

He lowered his eyes and shouted, "Dad, are you still up so late?"

"Oh, I want to sleep. That bastard of your brother doesn't let me worry at all. Did he contact you?"

"No." He thought about it carefully, "We haven't contacted for a week."

The other person seemed anxious, "Today he was arguing against me just because he criticized him. His temper was exactly the same as when I was young. He turned around and slammed the door and left. He hasn't returned home yet. If it wasn't for my son, I don't care if he died or not." What about dying outside?"

"Dad, don't be angry, I'll contact him."

Father sighed, and his tone softened, "Xiao Jing, if you can't get in touch, go to bed earlier, you're still sick."

"It's okay, Dad, don't worry."

He made a few voice calls to Xie Yinhan, rang until he hung up, but no one answered, and sent a few more messages, but did not get a reply.

Shi Jing suddenly felt depressed, went to the bathroom to wash her face, picked up her phone when she came back and hadn't received a reply when there was a rapid knock on the door.

Who would it be so late?

When Shi Jing opened the door, she saw a nurse with an anxious face, the one who delivered yogurt for Xie Yinhan last time.

After staying in the hospital for a long time, the nurse lady knew him well, and also knew his name and age, "Shi Jing, I just came to change shifts and passed by the flower bed downstairs, and I seem to have seen the boy who came to look for you."

Hearing this, his heart skipped a beat, exposing the essence of human beings as repeaters, "Downstairs flower bed?"

"You should be able to see it when you open the window. Normally, when I see so many patients a day, I can't remember everyone's face, but I'm particularly impressed with that boy! He has long and good-looking legs!"

"I see, thank you."

Worried about catching a cold because of her poor health, when Shi Jing wrapped herself in rice dumplings and walked out of the building of the inpatient department, she also brought a lamb's wool halterneck glove.

Even though I was wearing such thick clothes, I was still caught off guard by the cold wind blowing in front of me. The nights in the north were still unbelievably cold in the warm and cold season.

Before approaching the flower bed described by the nurse, he saw a figure sitting on the edge of the flower bed with outriggers from a distance.

Xie Yinhan is like a sculpture.

Standing motionless in the wind, when Shi Jing walked in front of him, the man acted as if he hadn't heard anything.

Still should confirm life and death.

Offended, Shi Jing thought, stretched out a hand to reach Xie Yinhan's sniff, and accidentally scratched the other's skin with her fingertips.

The next moment, his hand was caught by an unbelievably cold hand.

Even though that hand was very soft, Xie Yinhan quickly reflected the temperature of his hand after being frozen for so long.

But after a while, Xie Yinhan let go of his hand. He hadn't seen him call out that title again for a few days, but he was a little dazed, and his voice was hoarse than he could have imagined, "Brother."

Shi Jing froze slightly, and took back what she wanted to say when it reached her lips.

Instead, he said, "Stop sitting here, and follow me back to the ward."

Xie Yinhan's skin is fair, so his face turned pale, he suddenly smiled, "It was Shi Jianfeng who told you that I didn't go home, you had no choice but to come to me, right bro?"

"No." Shi Jing said, "He only asked me to call you."

Xie Yinhan stood up suddenly, staring at him with a pair of dark eyes, he suddenly said, "Brother, I'm so cold, you hug me?"

The author has something to say: ooc small theater

Xie Yinhan: Hug

Shi Jing: Get out

I just remembered that I didn’t write it out to add more, baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Today's cold joke:

Cobra nearsighted, ready for date saw elephant's trunk

Cobra: Come if you are so polite, and lead the pigs to come