My nemesis was taken to sleep by me

Jiang Huang found the phone number of Shen Xingyi's relative's child, Chen Chen's mother, from the mobile phone address book. He wanted to call directly, but suddenly remembered that it was almost twelve o'clock, so he stopped, planning to wait until tomorrow evening.

There was an advanced math class the next day, and he thought that Shen Xing would ignore him for a while, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't come at all, so he asked Liang Yan to take over the class.

Liang Yan's lectures were in an abstract style, and he skipped some of the problem-solving process that he thought were too basic. Jiang Huang stared at the scriptures on the blackboard, realizing that Shen Xingyi had already been friendly to humans with low IQs like him. up.

After class, Liang Yan was helping the tutor pack up things. Jiang Huang moved over slowly, and called his senior brother very politely.

"What's the matter?" Liang Yan looked at him in surprise.

Jiang Huang hesitated, and asked, "When will Shen Xingyi come back?"

"I don't know," Liang Yan didn't really know. "He just told me he was busy recently and asked me to help him as your teaching assistant. Our boss also agreed. It seems to be something about a thesis."

"Oh, that's it." Jiang Huang said slowly.

Liang Yan packed his things for a while, seeing if Jiang Huang would not leave, he added, "How about I ask him for you?"

Jiang Huang thought about it, and finally said no.

Some things can only be explained to Shen Xingyi face to face.

When Jiang Huang returned home, he sat at the table and read a math book. He couldn't read a word. For the first time, he found that time passed so slowly, and it took a long time for the sun to pass through a certain angle.

Finally, at half past six in the evening, Jiang Huang couldn't wait to call Chenchen's mother, and when he got through, he actively greeted his aunt.

Unexpectedly, the other party burst into laughter, and Jiang Huang heard something wrong: "Chenchen? Why are you answering your mother's phone?"

Chen Chen plausibly said: "Why can't I answer my mother's phone call? She is my mother and not your mother."

Then added: "She's cooking."

Jiang Huang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "Give the phone to your mother, I have something to call her."

"No." Chen Chen said.

Jiang Huang didn't expect that one day he would be defeated by a kindergarten kid, so he could only try his best to be patient and ask, "How can you give it?"

Chen Chen actually liked Jiang Huang very much, he muttered, "You can come to me for anything, I can do a lot, even my cousin is afraid of me."

The word "cousin" touched Jiang Huang's nerves, and he coughed: "How could your cousin be afraid of you?"

"How is that impossible? Last time during the Chinese New Year, he was doing calculations at my uncle's house. When I went to find him, he didn't even dare to open the door of the room." Chen Chen said proudly.

Jiang Huang: "..."

Are you sure it's because I'm afraid of you, not because I don't want to talk to you?

Chenchen said seriously: "Anyway, if you have anything to ask, you can ask me first."

Jiang Huang felt that it was okay to talk to him: "Oh, then when will your cousin come to your house to look for you, or where will he go when he is not at school?"

"Are you asking directly like that?" Chen Chen dissatisfied.

Jiang Huang usually took advantage of the fire to rob high-ranking players, so he immediately reacted: "Tell me, what do you want?"

Chenchen is a real kid: "Buy me a box of Lego, puzzles, and delicious food, wait for me to tell you..."

Then he reported the names of a long list of snacks, even specific to which row of shelves in which supermarket near his home, so smooth that Jiang Huang suspected that this was a rehearsed cross talk performance.

He wrote down the bribes Chenchen asked for, and heard the little ancestor say: "My parents are not at home this weekend, I will help you find my cousin, and you will bring these things when the time comes. Forget it."

Well, it's better to hand over the money and hand over the person.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Huang agreed.

Chenchen's mobility was as fast as he was talking about snacks. On Friday night, he secretly used his mother's mobile phone to pass information to Jiang Huang, asking him to come over the next morning.

Jiang Huang said yes, and at the same time, he heard that Chen Chen had a nasal voice when he spoke, so he casually asked with concern: "What's the matter, you have a cold?"

Chenchen sneezed: "... I fell in love, and I got sick after I broke up."

Jiang Huang almost didn't laugh out loud: "Broken in love? How old are you, are you still in love?"

"You know what?" Chen Chen said angrily, "If you laugh at me again, I'll tell my cousin to stop coming."

Jiang Huang hurriedly made amends: "Hey, don't, don't, I'm not laughing at you, I just want to comfort you, there's nothing to be sad about this little thing, it will be fine soon, I'm someone who has experienced it."

Chenchen immediately caught the loophole in his words: "Someone who has experienced this? You have never been in love, so what kind of person is this experienced?"

Jiang Huang: "..."

What to do, it seems that the pain point has been precisely stepped on.

Anyway, now that Chenchen is his uncle, he has to follow his uncle.

Jiang Huang magnanimously did not care about Chen Chen, and upholding the traditional virtues of respecting the old and caring for the young, he said, "Okay, okay, I'm not from the past, you are from the past, that's fine."

Only then was Chen Chen satisfied, and told Jiang Huang again, telling him not to forget to pay tribute to himself when the time came.

Jiang Huang arrived at the door of Chenchen's house on time on the weekend with a few full bags. He didn't have time to ring the doorbell, so he bumped it gently with his knee.

Inside the door, Shen Xingyi was sitting on the sofa revising his thesis. He didn't know why Chen Chen had to make a fuss this weekend and wanted to go there by himself to accompany him. Uncle and aunt had no choice but to ask him if he was free. He wanted to change his mood That's okay, so he came over with the computer and told Chen Chen not to disturb him, otherwise he would not come again in the future.

Chenchen was surprisingly well-behaved this time, and he agreed to his request without hesitation, promising that he would be quieter than a dead person.

But now when Shen Xing heard the knock on the door, he raised his head and asked his little cousin, "Is there a guest here today?"

"I don't know, I'll go and see." Chen Chen said ghostly.

Shen Xingyi glanced at him in disbelief, stood up from the sofa, and said simply: "I'll go."

Jiang Huang, who didn't get a response, was about to raise his leg and hit the door again, urging him while raising his leg: "Why isn't the little brat coming?"

He tried his best this time, but the door was opened before his legs even touched it. He lost his footing and jumped straight forward.

Jiang Huang's mind went blank, and after a few seconds, he began to wonder if he would crush Chen Chen, and then his face was pressed against someone's chest.

Then there was an extra hand on his waist, and a person caught him firmly.

It's definitely not Chenchen, he looks like a reliable adult man.

Jiang Huang raised his head in a daze, and saw Shen Xingyi's expressionless face.

Shen Xing put his arms around Jiang Huang, lowered his head and asked, "Why are you here?"

This is a very intimate pose. If Jiang Huang was taller, the lips of the two could touch each other.

Jiang Huang swallowed, wanting to tiptoe quietly.