superficial dialogue

Xie Baijing hurriedly called to tell his mother not to join in the fun, but it was too late.Xie's mother even skipped the mahjong game temporarily, went home and changed clothes to put on makeup, seriously thinking that she had to come, and she couldn't embarrass her son.When she was rejected, her first reaction was to be furious, thinking that she was not welcome.Xie Baijing specially went out to make a phone call in the corridor, but the sound of the mother and son arguing still came into the room, and Ke Jiang even began to wonder if he had done something wrong.

Ke Jiang originally thought very simple. Chinese people pay attention to the New Year, and it happens to be the second day of junior high school. It is understandable to treat Xie Baijing and his family to a meal. Although I didn’t know Xie Baijing, it is quite considerate.It's just that Xie Baijing's family relationship was so tense, it was worse than his own family, and good intentions turned into bad things.

Xie Baijing put away his mobile phone and returned to the room, his whole body covered with faint anger, and he barely restrained himself when he saw Ke Jiang.

Ke Jiang was standing and looking at him, dryly: "If you don't want to, forget it, I'll ask the driver not to pick it up."

Xie Bai took a deep breath a few times: "My mother, Mr. Ke, please forgive me."

Ke Jiang didn't understand why he smiled and said, "Of course."

Xie Baijing went back to the room in silence, and changed the expensive suit on his body into the down jacket, sweater and jeans he wore when he returned, and changed from being expensive just now to looking like a student.

Ke Jiang arranged for someone to book the best hotel in the area. He didn't bring the driver and assistant with him. During the tight Spring Festival schedule, he squeezed out a huge private room for the three of them to eat.The delicacies on the table were served like flowing water, Ke Jiang took the main seat, and the Xie family's mother and son were on the left and right. What was expected was a harmonious atmosphere, but it turned out to be the most embarrassing meal in his history.Xie Baijing didn't want to say much at all, he had a conversation with Xie's mother, and Xie's mother's Mandarin was mixed with dialect, and her speech was rough and vulgar, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Xie's mother is actually very beautiful, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, her son's facial features are mostly inherited from her.It's just that she has been immersed in tobacco and alcohol at the card table in the market for many years, and she has not taken good care of it. Her beauty is a bit gaudy in comparison, with eyeliner that is too thick and too dark, lipstick that is out of date, and old-fashioned eyebrows. , all of which make the beauty she should have become clumsy.After seeing Ke Jiang, she was amazed at Ke Jiang's youth and promise, and served vegetables and poured water graciously.It's just that the jokes she's used to making are too out of bounds, flattering and too deliberate. Although Ke Jiang has always been handy in socializing, she has been retreating steadily under her intensive verbal offensive.

She kept bringing up the topic of Ke Jiang's private life and his partner: "Does the boss have a girlfriend? So young, so handsome and so rich, the girls who are chasing after him must be ranked first."

Ke Jiang thought to himself, I really have a crush on your son.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xie Baijing.Xie Baijing seemed as calm and restrained as ever, he paused slightly the moment he met his eyes, and then looked back without hesitation, his plainness seemed to have the sharpness of a knife.Ke Jiang lightly pressed the turntable on the table with one hand, pretending to be casually holding a piece of scallop for Xie Baijing, and put it in the bowl.Xie Baijing's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his head to pick up the food. Ke Jiang caught a glimpse, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

Xie's mother finally gave up the topic of Ke Jiang, and began to report the situation of her own family, which Ke Jiang was most interested in.Seeing that Ke Jiang finally responded positively, she changed her expression and looked sad: "His father has long since abandoned his wife and son and left. It has been very difficult for me to grow up with Bai Jing. The money to buy a piece of clothing costs nothing." You have to pick it out between your teeth. Mr. Ke, you are a young master, so you must not understand. His grandmother has dementia again, and she lives in a nursing home and asks for money everywhere..."

Ke Jiang listened, only to realize that something was wrong, and his expression was a little uncontrollable embarrassment.

"Shut up." Xie Baijing finally spoke, his voice almost tensed into a string.

Ke Jiang didn't expect Xie's mother to suddenly uncover the scar for others to see. He subconsciously glanced at Xie Baijing, then quickly retracted it, and stiffly started another topic: "Do you live in a nursing home?"

Xie Mu: "Yes!"

"I know some places are very good for the elderly," Ke Jiang said, "If you agree, you can send the elderly to S City for resettlement. It's not far away, and it's very convenient to visit."

Xie's mother showed joy, and was about to refuse to accept, but Xie Baijing flatly refused: "No need, Mr. Ke."

Ke Jiang knew early on that he was reckless, and he was used to it.Besides, the child is young and energetic, and it must be uncomfortable to be refuted by his mother in the presence. Hearing this, he buried his head in eating and stopped pressing.Mother Xie was obviously dissatisfied, and secretly stared at her son many times.

None of the three had a drink, and the meal ended quickly.Ke Jiang said gently: "I'll take you home."

"No, no, no," Xie Mu said, "That's so embarrassing."

Xie Baijing walked behind her, silent, as if staying out of the matter.

The three of them got into the car anyway, no one talked to each other on the way, only the car music was playing lonely.Ke Jiang was sitting in the passenger seat, occasionally glancing into the back row from the rearview mirror, and Xie's mother seemed annoyed, and spoke to the phone alone.Xie Baijing sat not close to his mother, leaning against the car window, looking a little tired.At the gate of Xie's community, Xie's mother said she wanted to get off the car.Xie Baijing said suddenly: "I'll go back later."

The driver had already got out of the car and opened the door for them. Mother Xie stood outside the car, stared at him suspiciously, nodded and left.

Ke Jiang turned to look at him: "Do you have something to tell me?"

Inside the slightly dim car, the air conditioner was fully turned on, and it was so warm that the air almost melted.But Xie Baijing was still like a piece of ice that couldn't be melted, his thin lips were slightly pursed, showing a sharp arc.His eyes happened to be in the darkness, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he also knew that it was probably the usual indifference with a little guard.

Ke Jiang decided to take the initiative to speak: "Are you still angry? I really didn't mean it. I didn't know this was the case in your family."

"I'm not angry about this," Xie Baijing put one hand on the handle, leaned slightly, and got closer to Ke Jiang, and could clearly see Ke Jiang's eyelashes quivering like butterfly wings, "President Ke, When will you understand that you have been offending me?"

His breath almost landed on the tip of Ke Jiang's nose, and his voice was a little hoarse: "We don't need to get so close, any job you arrange for me, no matter how difficult it is, I will try my best to complete it; the company wants me to learn Let me just say, I'm never going to hold back. I appreciate you, but our private lives don't have to be so close. Time and time again, you've been ignoring what I've said."

Ke Jiang blinked slowly, the distance was a little close, so close that he could smell the other person's body.It does not belong to any famous brand perfume, but a refreshing and natural smell, enveloping the coldness of winter.So much so that he was slightly absent-minded, unable to listen to what the other party was saying.

Xie Baijing was silent for a few seconds, giving him time to distract himself, and then said: "I am not gay, Mr. Ke. This is not the first time I have said this."

Ke Jiang smiled suddenly, from Xie Baijing's angle, he could just see the small dimple on his cheek, "Well, if you don't try, how do you know you are not?"

Xie Baijing subconsciously wanted to refute, but suddenly stopped because of this small depression.

"The conditions in the nursing home here are terrible." Ke Jiang turned around, sat comfortably in the passenger seat, and temporarily changed the subject, "Send your grandma to S City, and I can arrange a good place for her. You can see her at any time. She can choose the best doctor, medicine, nursing staff, and the environment, and I will pay for the expenses, and I will pay for how many years you can live."

Xie Baijing looked at his back steadily: "No need."

Ke Jiang: "Then I'll let people see what's good about this place. When a person lives to an old age, can't she enjoy some last leisure? Let's talk about it."

"You are a big star in the future," Ke Jiang said with a smile, "does this count as me interfering in your private life? Huh? I'm just a poor boss who doesn't want his employees to make headlines in the future because of poor treatment of their families."

Xie Baijing: "I thought I made it very clear."

Ke Jiang said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, you are not gay, but I am, I just look at you and I am happy. Go home, remember to have a better attitude tomorrow, and say at least more to everyone than tonight If so. If you give me a face, then I will not consider being gay, okay?"

Xie Baijing was quiet, but Ke Jiang didn't look back, he just pricked up his ears, trying to figure out from the steady breathing of the person behind him whether he was frustrated or angry about his failure to communicate.However, Xie Baijing didn't have anything. After a brief silence, he opened the door and got off the car neatly.The driver had been waiting outside the car in the cold wind. He got into the driver's seat when he came out and signaled that he would drive back to the hotel.

Ke Jiang watched the tall and thin figure in the rearview mirror slowly shrink until it disappeared, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Uncle Wang," he said suddenly, "what on earth is love?"

The driver thought to himself whether he should feed him a bowl of chicken soup or to be honest, and said awkwardly, "Mr. Ke, I don't know when I'm old."

The corners of Ke Jiang's lips curved, and he laughed out loud, quite proudly: "I don't know either."