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After waking up the next day, no one mentioned this matter again. Both of them remained silent. Only Lin Jianshu took a sip of peanut milk and said with a smile, "Honey, the breakfast you cooked is really delicious."

Tao Xianxia's face seemed to be full of worry, he glanced at Lin Jianshu, and said with rare tenderness: "Old Lin, eat quickly, I'll tell you something later."

Lin Lian silently stirred the peanut paste in the bowl with chopsticks, took a sip, and the rich sweetness radiated from the tip of his tongue, making him feel like vomiting.

Lin Jianshu went in without knowing it, saw his son's loss of appetite, and said, "Lin Lian, what's the matter, your mother's cooking doesn't taste good?"

"It's okay," Lin Lian took a big sip, closed his eyes and swallowed, and drank the bowl in less than a minute, carrying an empty schoolbag and didn't know where he was going, "Mom, I'm going out to play. , Come back after lunch."

The phone in his pocket rang again and again, Jiang Cun rubbed his brows wearily, and hung up the phone, but the other party was persistent and persistent, so he had no choice but to answer.

After answering the call, he regretted it, whether it was turned off or blocked, why did he answer his call in a moment of confusion?

On the other end of the phone was Jiang Cun's nominal father, Jiang Pingguang, who was also a tall and handsome man when he was young, but he was obsessed with ghosts, leaving the young Jiang Cun and his mother Luo Shu to fly away with Xiaosan.

Jiang Cun has long forgotten his appearance. He only remembers the days when Jiang Pingguang and Luo Shugang divorced. His mother hugged her and cried, "A Cun, mom only has you." A blank hug.

He will never know how much his mother loves this man, and he will never know that his mother threw herself into the river when he was in the fifth grade of elementary school-these are all hidden in the grandfather's pipe, and the grandfather never said a word to Jiang Cun , only turned those emotions and helplessness into sighs, and died with the soot.

Grandma told him that his father married someone else, and his mother also married someone else. From then on, Jiang Cun will be a man and he must learn to protect himself.

Later, my grandparents left, and those stories that I didn't have time to tell would never have a chance to tell.

But after Jiang Pingguang married that mistress, he found out that he had been cheated and pulled into a pyramid scheme. Instead, he looked like an old man with a hunched back at a waste stall.

Who knew that he was only 50 years old this year, who knew that he used to gently play the harmonica for Jiang Cun, take him to temple fairs, and pick him up from school?

Everyone forgot, even Jiang Pingguang himself forgot, no one remembers these things anymore.

After he was released from prison, he wandered around for several days, snatched plastic necklaces from the stalls, and stole bean curd and sweet potato noodles from the barbecue grill. After being beaten dizzily, he suddenly remembered——oh, I seem to still have a son!

He took great pains to find out where his son was studying and what his cell phone number was, and he was quite proud: There are tens of millions of people in Chaolin City, and I will find it out for you anyway!

He first called, but didn't answer, then washed himself up, dressed up like a dog, and squatted around Jiang Cun's studio like a human trafficker, which really shocked Jiang Cun.

A strange man suddenly rushed over and grabbed his clothes, claiming that he was the one who had been absent from his life for more than ten years. Naked and fled.

Jiang Cun didn't listen to what Jiang Pingguang said, but felt chilling in the nameless. Some people have been hiding in the ground like a stinky maggot for many years, and now the first thing they say when they look up from the rotten water is to ask their son for money.

"Are you worthy?"

Jiang Cun said softly, he couldn't even remember whether this person's name was "Jiang Pingguang", and his stomach felt nauseated.

Don't say whether you are my real father, even if you are, so what?

Do you think I'm a fool or something, can I give you money for you to spend time and drink?

Jiang Cun frowned as soon as he heard his tone, and when he thought of his disgusting face and obscene expression, he couldn't help but choked back: "Call again, and I will call the police."

For the first time in my life, I have such a strong desire, longing to die alone, longing not to see him in this life.

The flattering voice of the other party suddenly became vicious, and the unbearable swear words crawled into Jiang Cun's ears along the phone. Jiang Cun rarely showed a disgusted expression, hung up the phone, and was pulled into the blacklist.

He stared at the number stored as "A Lin Lian" in his cell phone, and finally got ruthless and deleted it.

He reached out to hail a taxi, "The train station," he leaned his head on the gray window, staring out of the window in a daze.

The car was speeding by, and accidentally saw a figure with a black schoolbag on his back, Jiang Cun thought to himself——

"Brother Lian."

What is the difference between Lin Lian's back and the back of ordinary people?Actually no.Perhaps Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder. Jiang Cun always feels that Lin Lian is different. He can easily recognize Lin Lian in the crowd as if he had obtained the script in advance. In his heart, he is so special.

It's a pity that this special person didn't even want to say "goodbye" in the end.

Lin Lian walked to the bookstore unknowingly, and suddenly remembered that the English teacher asked them to memorize words, and thought of picking up some supplementary materials to go back.After looking through a lot of information books, I finally found one with the cover and content that I liked, but it was suddenly taken away.

Lin Lian stared at the owner of that hand in astonishment, wondering why this scene was so familiar, and why the things he had chosen were robbed again; by coincidence, Xu Xianqing looked at him from the corner of his eyes with a half-smile, The book in his hand shook a bit, probably using this gesture to say hello.

"After the college entrance examination, are you still in the mood to visit the bookstore?"

"Learning is endless." Xu Xianqing handed the book to Lin Lian, "Did you do well in the final exam?"

"That's it, it's estimated that the top fifty of the grades are useless."

Lin Lian didn't ask about his grades. The final exams for the second year of high school hadn't even started yet. The results of the college entrance examination for the third year of high school came out. He can tell the north clearly, even if he only takes the 700 test, he still has 640 points for self-enrollment!

I really can't envy Xu Xianqing's achievements, but anyone who shares the table or bed with Xu Xianqing knows how hard he works.

In contrast, what is unexpected is that Yang Peijie, who is the most hopeful to win the laurel crown, made a mistake in the college entrance examination. People who can casually pass the college entrance examination fail the college entrance examination.However, even if someone fails the exam, the total score is [-], and the famous colleges and universities are almost randomly selected.

"Lin Lian," after a while, Xu Xianqing leaned over and said mysteriously, "Do you have any way to coax someone?"

"what?"

"I don't think little Pei Jie wants to talk to me in this life. I will never be as good as him in the exams. In the end, he failed in the college entrance examination and he failed like this. You said he is such a proud person..." Xu Xianqing smiled, his eyes wide open. Staring at Lin Lian brightly, Lin Lian always felt that this expression seemed familiar.

"Sorry, I don't know him well."

Lin Lian took two steps back, took away a book of English vocabulary and a math paper that he had chosen just now, and looked back at him innocently: "I'm going to pay the money, goodbye."

Seeing that Lin Lian seemed to back off, the smile on Xu Xianqing's face that had never changed for thousands of years was almost gone. He didn't expect how this little boy was so difficult to deal with, so he gritted his teeth and used his trump card: "You know why I can always Is it the second grade in the exam?"

Lin Lian returned a sly smile: "I know, wouldn't it be good for Yang Peijie to take the first place?"

In the end, Xu Xianqing took Lin Lian to the milk tea shop at the cost of giving away her notes from three years of high school, and spent a huge sum of six yuan to treat him to a cup of red bean milk tea, and the two were able to have a friendly conversation.

"Xiao Lian... Lin Lian, I want to ask you a question." After feeling Lin Lian's murderous gaze, Xu Xianqing immediately changed her address. He didn't understand why he liked to see children wanting to blow their hair or not. Modality, it's just too bad, "How do you fall in love with a boy?"

"Are you interested in Yang Peijie?" Lin Lian raised the corner of his mouth, chewed a red bean, and licked the corner of his mouth provocatively.

"Then what else? Who knows that little Pei Jie seems to like to play ambiguously, and doesn't want to be with me, so distressed."

He said it was distressing, but his eyes were full of liking for his sweetheart, Lin Lian rolled his eyes: "Why do you two need to be beaten so much when you talk?"

Xu Xian rested his chin and said lazily: "Like, it's actually a very subtle thing, just like when you drink water, there will be a slight difference in the taste if there is more ice and one less ice, what you need to find is balance. The balance point in the center, how many pieces of ice to put, and the size of the cup are all important.”

Lin Lian joked: "Then how do you fall in love with a boy?"

"You have the answer in your heart, if you remember how you resisted the world when you were together."

"Aren't you asking me?"

"Yeah, didn't I ask you?"

Lin Lian was puzzled, frowned and drank the last few sips of milk tea: "It's too sweet."

"You ordered this yourself," Xu Xianqing shrugged, "What I really want is a sense of approval. I think I should do that, but I don't, so I need the approval of others."

"Do you think you have succeeded?"

"maybe."

Lin Lian took out his mobile phone to check the time, took a deep breath, let go of his domineering expression, narrowed his eyes and thanked him: "Thank you, Xu Xianqing."

Everyone knows that the authorities are obsessed with this truth, but when he became the person in the story, he became confused. Lin Lian realized now that he seemed to be heading in the wrong direction all along.

How could he forget that his boyfriend is also very fragile and needs someone to hug him?

Why didn't he compare his heart to his heart and tell his boyfriend what he desires?

Back and forth in a big circle, he thought he had walked a long way, but unexpectedly the displacement was still zero.

What he has to do is not to say to Jiang Cun, "You don't understand me at all" like an unreasonable child, but to be with him and let him slowly open his heart and stop closing himself up.

"Jiang Cun, I'm sorry."

Lin Lian muttered in his heart, and anxiously called - even though he hadn't thought about what he should say at all.

However, what greeted him was no longer "Brother Lian", but a series of beeping busy tones.

"Sorry, the number you dialed has been switched off, please try again later."