sliced ​​cheese

In order to find a logical reason, Zhuang Qiubai made up an excuse at random, saying that his car broke down.

Jiang Yunchuan asked where he was going?

He thought for a while, "Go home and get something."

This home refers to Zhuang Qiubai's own home, which is some distance away from Jinshan Garden and is located in the old town in the southwest section of Dingfeng City.Jiang Yunchuan didn't ask any more questions, his nervousness was gone, he asked the housekeeper to bring the car keys, and went out with Zhuang Qiubai.

Along the way, the two chatted without saying a word. Zhuang Qiubai didn't mention Liao Wenjie's matter again. He was afraid that asking too many questions would make Jiang Yunchuan feel repelled and affect the progress of the treatment.

Although this matter must be clarified, it is not in a hurry and needs to find another opportunity.

"Turn left ahead." Zhuang Qiubai directed Jiang Yunchuan to park the car in his own parking space, and then pointed to the house outside the car window, telling him that he was here.

The dealer's house is located in the villas in the old city. Every household here is a simple two-story building. There is a small courtyard of seven or eight square meters at the entrance of the building. There are various flowers cultivated with crystals in the courtyard. Grass, looks vibrant.

Zhuang Qiubai opened the door of the house he hadn't returned for a long time, changed a pair of slippers, and dug out a new pair of disposable slippers and put them at Jiang Yunchuan's feet, "The part-time worker will come to clean every Friday. The house should not be too dirty."

Jiang Yunchuan nodded, changed his shoes and walked in with him.

The room was really clean, the light-colored wooden floor was spotless, and it didn't look like it hadn't been lived in for four years.

Zhuang Qiubai asked Jiang Yunchuan to visit casually, and went to the kitchen to boil some water.

Since the morning, Jiang Yunchuan's excitement value has been on a rising trend. Although he did not climb to the top, he did not fall off a cliff. The dashboard is constantly updated with his mood changes, sometimes happy, sometimes happy, sometimes There will be a few cute notes waving wings next to the word joy. If Zhuang Qiubai guessed correctly, he should be humming a song in his heart at this time, but he doesn't know what kind of song a person with a cold appearance like Jiang Yunchuan will sing What kind of song?

The bubbling boiling water made a "gurgling" sound in the transparent kettle. Zhuang Qiubai waited for the water temperature to reach the boiling point, found two cups, and made some tea respectively.

He wanted to take out the tea, but suddenly found that the words on the dashboard had changed instantly, from open and joyful to secretive joy?

Zhuang Qiubai studied the word "secret joy" for a while, then quietly walked to the door of the kitchen, and saw Jiang Yunchuan standing expressionlessly beside a locker.

There are many sundries on the locker, and the only wooden photo frame can attract Jiang Yunchuan's attention.

There was an old photo in the photo frame. It showed a family of three, a young couple with outstanding temperament, holding a cute glutinous rice dumpling.

Jiang Yunchuan turned sideways to the kitchen, as if he had already observed the enemy's situation. Before Zhuang Qiubai came out, he quickly took out his mobile phone, clicked on the photo, and pressed the shooting button.

Oops.

there's noise.

The mood on the dashboard was visibly flustered, from ecstasy to nervousness, and from nervousness to worry.

Zhuang Qiubai had already hid when he heard the sound of the shutter. At this time, he was holding up the tea tray as if he had just turned around, and looked at Jiang Yunchuan with a smile.

Jiang Yunchuan was also looking at him, seeing that he didn't seem to notice what he was doing, he was instantly relieved, and the mood on the dashboard turned into secret joy again.

Zhuang Qiubai glanced at the mobile phone he was holding in his hand, guessing that there should be a childhood photo hidden in his mobile phone at this moment.

"These two are my parents, and the one with the red dot on his forehead is me."

Jiang Yunchuan nodded calmly, no extra emotion could be seen in his indifferent eyes, "Very cute."

Zhuang Qiubai didn't expect him to praise himself, so he glanced at him in surprise.

Jiang Yunchuan seemed to have already figured out the words, "Newborn children should be so cute."

Zhuang Qiubai smiled and said, "You are no exception?"

Jiang Yunchuan coughed, looked at him with burning eyes, and turned his head aside, "How do I know?"

The old house is full of memories, the two sat on the sofa drinking tea together, chatting about Zhuang Qiubai's childhood.

Jiang Yunchuan didn't respond much as usual, but Zhuang Qiubai knew that he was listening very seriously. He was so serious that the emotions on the dashboard stopped turning, and so serious that the constantly updated values ​​​​on the medical panel became much calmer.

Dr. Zhang once said that the medical system is connected to the patient's brain and touches the patient's heart. Although it is only a small chip, it can fully reflect all the emotions of the patient.Even the speed of the patient's breathing can be projected onto the medical panel, causing slight changes in the working medical system.

At this time, the time rotating in the upper right corner of the system began to slow down.

Zhuang Qiubai carefully observed Jiang Yunchuan sitting next to him.

I found that his breathing became lighter.

Why lighten?

Is it because he was worried that he was breathing too fast and missed a certain word he said?

Or because I just want to listen to him quietly.

To silently remember every word he said, even if it was nonsense?