Cubs can't, at least they shouldn't

That day was Gu Changxi's 14th birthday.

Jiang Song originally agreed with the child to pick him up after school, but the old man insisted on letting him meet a girl.

"You're in your 20s, and it's not that I want you to get married today, so go and meet me." Jiang's father shook the newspaper in his hand vigorously, "The girl is wonderful, she is beautiful and knowledgeable. Don't you like painting? She Dad, President of the Painting and Calligraphy Association, you must have a common language."

"I'm not in a hurry to see you today," Jiang Song looked at his watch, "Changxi will finish class in half an hour, and I still have to get cakes from the shop, so hurry up, Dad."

"You son of a bitch, come back to me!" Jiang's father said that he was used to it, he threw down the newspaper and took Jiang Song back, "Ms. Ren is going back to the United States tomorrow, and her parents know me very well, you said today that you are going to meet me! Isn't it just to pick up the child? Why don't you take the girl with you?"

Jiang Song feared no one but his father, "How can anyone bring a child on a date? Don't you mind if the girl doesn't mind?"

Who knew Jiang's father had already set up a trick and waited for him to get into it, "I've already told her parents! She said that you have a little brother, and the girl doesn't mind at all, and she said it's best to meet together."

"Okay," Jiang Song was in a hurry, looking at his watch while pushing on his shoes, "You send me her phone number, and I'll pick her up with the cake first, and then we'll go pick up Changxi together."

Jiang's father shook the newspaper as if he had succeeded, "That's it."

Just like Jiang's father said, Yu Youxi is a gentle and beautiful girl. Although she is not proficient in everything, she can still talk to Jiang Song.

It took a little time to pick her up, and there was a lot of traffic after school, and I waited for two red lights at several intersections.

Jiang Song looked at the time while driving, a little absent-minded, "Pipa? I learned it for two years when I was young, so I know a little bit."

"I heard from my uncle," Yu Youxi's cheeks were flushed, and she glanced quietly in Jiang Song's direction from time to time, "You can also draw pictures."

Jiang Song smiled heartily, "It's all my dad's bragging. I know a little bit of everything, but I can't do it."

Yu Youxi shook his head in disapproval, "It's too modest, my uncle sent my father a picture of your calligraphy and painting, and my father wanted to take you as a disciple, but my uncle didn't agree."

"Oh, I have a teacher, so I can't worship others." Jiang Song gave her a bottle of water from the back seat, "Drink some water, the sky is dry here in the north."

The girl realized that she might have said something wrong, so she took the water with a smile, "It's a good thing to be specific."

The car was quiet for a while, and Yu Youxi asked unwillingly: "Then have you ever been in love before?"

"I don't care about it," Jiang Song expressed his attitude tactfully, "I'm doing an internship with my dad while I'm going to college, and I'll put other things aside for the time being."

They are all grown up in the social circle, and Yu Youxi will not fail to understand, but she looked at Jiang Song calmly, "I am not in a hurry to talk, when I finish my studies and return to China, I will also take over my father company, we will have many opportunities to contact in the future.”

The implication is that you want to fight for it.

Jiang Song didn't like to hurt the girl's face, but he didn't agree casually, "We don't rush to decide now about the future."

Along the way, I changed lanes at every turn, and I was still 10 minutes late.

"Just wait in the car." Jiang Song jumped out of the car and hurried across the road from the traffic.

His children are not too picky about other things, but they are particularly concerned about time.

Jiang Song found out before that if he had agreed with the child in advance that he would be half an hour late to pick him up, the child would just obediently study in the classroom for an extra half an hour, and nothing would happen.

It turned out that when the child was still in junior high school, he was a little late for 2 minutes one day. At that time, the child's expression was a little strange. He lost his temper at night and skipped eating and took a cold bath.

Sure enough, the child's face turned pale when he ran.

In the summer, the young Gu Changzhen stood upright in the scorching sun, like a thin poplar.

At that time, although he had grown a little, he still looked a little thin in the high school after school team.

"Why are you standing under the sun? Isn't there a tree next to you?" Jiang Song wiped the sweat from his forehead distressedly, and dragged him into the shade, "Are you in a hurry? The road is a bit congested."

The child lowered his head and said nothing, holding a report card in his hand.

"Gu Changyi," Jiang Song scratched his drooping short hair, "I'm talking to you."

"I got the first place in the exam again." Pushing the report card into his hand, the child turned to leave.

"Isn't it fresh for you to be the first in the exam?" That being said, Jiang Song's face was full of pride, "Changxi was never the first, and he completely inherited my intelligence."

Hearing what he said, the boy's sullen little face relaxed a little, but he was still not very happy.

Jiang Song pinched the back of his neck, "Are you still angry for your birthday today? I bought you a cake, and I designed the pattern myself."

The boy muttered softly, "Aren't you very busy?"

"Busy is busy, my little boy only has one 14th birthday." Jiang Song put his arms around his shoulders, and habitually protected him behind him when crossing the road.

Little Gu Changxi finally showed a little smile, "Our exam is very difficult this time, especially mathematics. In fact, the last two big questions, I..."

His smile froze the moment he opened the passenger door, "Who is she?"

"Changxi, how about manners?" Jiang Song raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, this is my brother's seat, isn't it?" Yu Youxi got out of the car stepping on high heels, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

In front of outsiders, especially if the other party is a girl, Jiang Song couldn't teach Gu Changxi to be unmannered, so his tone was a little harsher, "Gu Changxi."

Gu Changzhen poked his neck and asked Jiang Song, "Brother? Who am I?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Yu Youxi thought she was following Gu Changzhen's words: "You are Jiang Song's younger brother, I called him with him, don't mind."

"Okay, I don't mind." Gu Changxi turned around and opened the rear door, and sat in quietly.

"Kid, you are losing your temper with me." Jiang Song helped Yu Youxi hold the car door and let her sit in, "I'll just go back and coax her."

Yu Youxi tried her best to ease the atmosphere, and asked Gu Changxi in the back seat: "I went to high school at the age of 14, did you study well?"

Quiet.

Jiang Song glanced at the rearview mirror worriedly. The child seemed to be deaf, looking at the passing scenery outside the window expressionlessly.

"Yes, his grades are very good." Jiang Song pointed the direction, "At first he wanted to skip a few more levels, but I don't want him to be under too much pressure, and it's more appropriate to spend more time with classmates of the same age. "

"Well, elder brother is like a father. I didn't expect you to really worry about my younger brother." Yu Youxi boldly took an extra step, "I feel that when you have children, you will definitely be good at teaching them."

"No need later," the bright sunlight passed through the car window, melting Jiang Song's smile with a layer of warm gold, "Don't I have a child now? I'm sitting in the back."

"You really know how to joke." Yu Youxi covered her mouth and laughed, "Your brother's grades are so good, why don't you go abroad to study in university? We have a lot of students at Harvard. Even if I return to China by then, my classmates can also study there. help you take care of him."

The smile on Jiang Song's face faded a bit, and for the first time he simply denied it, "I don't intend to let him leave my side, there are quite a few good schools in the country, enough for him to attend."

Yu Youxi smiled again, "Are you really his brother and not his father? The child will definitely leave home when he grows up, and the environment abroad is better now. In order to stay abroad, getting a green card or something is not a bad thing.”

Jiang Song looked at the young man in the back seat, wondering if it was his illusion, Gu Changxi lowered his head, his eyes seemed to be a little red.

While waiting for the red light, Jiang Song looked at his phone and said apologetically, "Miss Yu, I'm so sorry. My father originally meant to invite you home for a casual meal, but I have something to do now. Or we'll have another day."

"Okay," Yu Youxi smiled, and agreed very readily, "Just put me at the subway station in front of me. Anyway, I have contact information. Let's meet again when I return to China next time."

In the end, Jiang Song insisted on sending Yu Youxi home, and went around to the back seat to apologize to Gu Changzhen, "Little ancestor, come and sit in the front."

The boy still had his head down, and the back of his hand on his lap was wet.

Jiang Song became nervous all of a sudden, and gently stroked his back, "What's the matter, Changxi? Motion sickness? Uncomfortable?"

"You have something to do, so go do it first." The boy still refused to raise his head, his voice was very hoarse.

"I'm fine, I just don't want to eat with her." Jiang Song grabbed his hand and rubbed it, squatting down to look at him, "Aside from spending your birthday with you at night, what else do I dare to arrange?"

Seeing him keeping his head down and not speaking, Jiang Song was a little anxious, "What's the matter? Tell me."

"I am today," the child frowned, and a tear rolled down the tip of his nose, "I am today. Mathematics is the only perfect score in our class, but they insist that I copied it."

"What?" Jiang Song frowned, frowning.

"Because I'm younger than them, and I haven't taken the Math Olympiad class they mentioned. They said that if I haven't learned that method, I will definitely not be able to do it." Worrying.

"Who said it? What's the name?" Jiang Song's face sank for a moment, "I'll call your teacher right now and let that bastard say it in front of my face."

He had already pulled out his cell phone while talking, "I'll see who dares."

"Uncle." The child put his arms around his waist and covered his mobile phone, "If I don't study well, will you not send me abroad?"

"When did I say I was sending you abroad?" Jiang Song was furious, "How could I send you abroad!"

"That's because you don't like Miss Yu." The child buried his face in his arms, "In the future, there will always be other girls, and there will always be one or two that you like, and then you will want to send me abroad. "

Jiang Song's heart ached because of the delicate thoughts of adolescence. He put his hand on the top of Gu Changzhen's hairy head, "Nonsense."

"Jiang Song," the child finished pretending to be pitiful, and began to call him by his first name, "If you want to send me abroad, then I will hand in blank papers in every door, and I will be the last one in the exam every day, and let the school return me and put your face Throw it away."

"Hey, such a big ambition." Jiang Song calmed down and thought, Gu Changxi didn't come to complain to him just after a few gossips from his classmates, after all, what Yu Youxi said just now made him overwhelmed.

He rubbed Gu Changyi's earlobe and played a brain collapse again, "I will talk to you again."

The boy's eyes were red again, and it took him a long time to speak, "Uncle, can you swear to me?"

"What are you swearing?" Jiang Song looked at those golden pupils that seemed innocent and innocent, and began to reflect on whether he raised this brat too lawlessly.

"You swore you would never leave me."

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Ma a prop: Pipa.