I attacked the god of learning

"Yes!" Of course, whoever doesn't go is a fool!

After Cheng Xinglin agreed, he packed his luggage and went downstairs as quickly as possible.

It was only when he saw the driver that he calmed down—no matter how fast he did it, it was useless, and Jian Xing would not go home tonight.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xinglin couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

However, the driver greeted him warmly when he saw him, dragged his luggage over and put it in the trunk.

When lifting the box, the driver let out a heck: "Your box is so heavy, it contains a lot of books, right?"

"Well, the winter vacation homework is all packed in."

"I knew it." The driver said happily, "Jianxing's suitcase was the same as yours before, and it was so heavy."

Just like you.

Cheng Xinglin felt a little dazed when he heard this word.

A year ago, he would never have imagined that he could be the same as Jian Xing.

But now, without knowing it, he has really reached a position where he can stand side by side with Jian Xing.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xinglin slightly curled his lower lip.

However, this faint smile slowly disappeared after the vehicle was started.

Looking out the car window at the receding urban greenery.

The raindrops turned into horizontal lines, falling on the windows and cutting the landscape.

Cheng Xinglin clenched his fists on his thighs, and the slight shaking was not at the same frequency as the vehicle's bumps, so he betrayed his nervousness.

Definitely a little nervous.

For the first time, go to Jane Hipster alone.

Without Jian Xing's belt, I just walked over by myself, and I don't know what Jian Xingjia's staff will think of him...

The first sentence of meeting, what should I say?

Cheng Xinglin thought about it all the way, but actually drove the car into Jianxing, when he saw the butler.

The butler said nothing.

He just asked "I'm coming" and offered to help Cheng Xinglin lift the suitcase.

Without too many pleasantries, take him upstairs to the room.

There are too many rooms in Jian Xinglin's house, and Cheng Xinglin can't tell which one is which.

Let the butler take him away, follow the butler to open a door, and watch the butler put the luggage inside.

It was supposed to be a guest bedroom, but this guest bedroom was also nicely furnished.

In addition to the spaciousness of the room, there are also large and small books on the bookshelves in the bedroom, showing a bit of life, and it should be cold to wash away the guest room.

"Student Cheng, can I just stay here?" the housekeeper asked.

"Of course." Cheng Xinglin said immediately, "Excuse me."

"You don't have to be so polite." The butler was polite, "Do you need me to pack your luggage for you?"

"No need, I'll do it myself!"

"Okay." The housekeeper didn't force it, "Then if Cheng has no other arrangements, the housekeeping aunt and I will get off work, and dinner will be on the constant temperature table in the restaurant near the entrance on the first floor. Whenever you want to eat, you can eat it yourself. Can."

"Okay, thank you."

The butler's attitude was neither too friendly nor indifferent, and the proper service dissipated the tension in Cheng Xinglin's heart.

Cheng Xinglin was even more relieved that the staff at home had to leave at night.

At once……

Let's be honest.

The source of his greatest stress is that he is a little worried about eating by himself, and there are people standing next to him who don't speak, and stare at him as if he was watching him eat.

"You're welcome." Before leaving, the housekeeper finally said to Cheng Xinglin, "Student Cheng, there is a small cake on the desk. I made it with my housekeeper. It smells like sweet orange. It should taste good."

"This little gift was not ordered by Jian Shao. We made it with our own funds. It's a small gift. You are welcome to come to our house for the New Year."

·

After saying this, the housekeeper left with a deep pocket.

Cheng Xinglin walked to the desk to see the small cake left by the housekeeper.

They were cupcakes, topped with fresh orange pulp, and they were so lovely.

It can be seen that it is a special gift.

If Cheng Xinglin's nervousness was relieved by the butler's proper service attitude just now, then this cake really made him feel good about the two staff members at home.

Cheng Xinglin looked at the sweet orange cake in his hand, and took a bite - it wasn't too sweet, just right sweet and delicious.

Cheng Xinglin sat down to taste the cake, and as soon as he sat down, he found the cake tray

Cheng Xinglin guessed that it might be a small note of love left by the housekeeper.

However, when he took it apart, he immediately put down the cake in his hand.

Wiping his hands with a tissue, Cheng Xinglin held the greeting card in both hands and read the text carefully.

This is Jian Xing's autograph——[Welcome home for the Nth time. When I'm not back, you can use anything here, and you can also ask uncles and aunts to help you with things. However, I'm afraid you will be embarrassed, so In the evening, uncles and aunts get off work early.The villa is a bit big, if you are afraid, you can invite Ye Duluo and the others to come and stay with you,

Cheng Xinglin read a piece of paper three times before solemnly putting it away. When he went to bed at night, Cheng Xinglin took it to sleep with his pillow.

Outside is the bitter wind and rain that is unique to Chongqing in winter, but the indoor geothermal heat is turned on, bringing a good night's sleep.

The next day, Cheng Xinglin woke up and found that there was another small note pasted on the door.

This time it was the housekeeper who posted it - reminding him that if he woke up he could go downstairs for breakfast.

Cheng Xinglin washed up for a while, took his schoolbag, and went downstairs calmly.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, the housekeeping aunt greeted him.

The housekeeper's surname is Li. Aunt Li has no housekeeper to restrain herself. When she sees Cheng Xing coming, she can't stop welcoming her.

"Student Cheng, you're awake. You must be hungry, right? I'll heat up your breakfast right away." Aunt Li smiled all over her face. "Thank you for putting all the food in the refrigerator last night and unplugging the table."

"It should be done." Cheng Xinglin said.

"You're right, Jian Xing will do the same at home." Aunt Li was even happier when she heard him say that. "Are you used to eating fresh shrimp wontons with fresh meat pies this morning?"

This combination sounds very novel, and Cheng Xinglin really wants to try it.

It didn't take long before Aunt Li served the meal and waited for Cheng Xinglin to finish his breakfast.

The butler automatically appeared again, looked at Cheng Xinglin's schoolbag, and said to him, "Student Cheng, if you want, I can take you to the study to do your homework."

Cheng Xinglin originally wanted to do his homework in a different environment today.

So he kindly agreed.

Then, he was scared away by the solemnity inside Jane's house.

Jian Xingjia's study is very grand.

Sets of hardcover books are solemnly arranged on the mahogany bookshelf, which is daunting to look at.

Cheng Xinglin looked it over and felt that this place did not fit him.

Still quickly withdrew.

He didn't really want to go back to his room to do his homework.

It might be that the seat at the secret base had become a habit for him, so Cheng Xinglin took his homework with him and sat in the living room to write.

Seeing that he was doing his homework here, the housekeeper took care of him and brought him a blanket.

Later, they brought him fruit snacks, coffee drinks and so on one after another.

Cheng Xinglin raised his head to thank him at first.

After I learned it later, I couldn't handle the information of people coming and going at all.

I just vaguely felt that the butler was pacing again - but this time he didn't turn around after putting down his things, but stood there.

Cheng Xinglin didn't know what the butler was doing here, so he really wanted to distract himself and take a look.

But Xinflow caught him on the paper.

It wasn't until this problem was solved that Cheng Xinglin relaxed his shoulders and looked up at the place where someone came in just now.

Then, Cheng Xinglin loosened his shoulders and froze in mid-air.

The person who came was not a housekeeper at all.

It was Jian Xing who was wearing a windbreaker and turtleneck.

He stood beside the exaggerated snack cart dragged by the butler, drinking a cup of milk tea in his hand.

This action reduced the alienation and coldness brought by his black windbreaker, and made his whole body warm.

Jane line...

came back?

"You're back?"

"Have you finished your homework?"

The two voices collided.

Jian Xing smiled.

He put down the milk tea, and opened his arms to Cheng Xinglin, who was wearing coral fleece pajamas and pajamas, who looked furry and at home.

"Long time no see." Jian Xing said, "Why don't you come and give me a hug?"

·

hug.

For sure.

Cheng Xinglin climbed up from the front of the coffee table on the same hands and feet, and then stumbled to Jian Xing's side.

He hugged him directly.

Jian Xing's arm also landed on Cheng Xinglin's back, and gently patted his shoulder.

"You seem to have lost weight." Cheng Xinglin raised his head.

"Video calls every day, it's impossible to be much thinner today than yesterday."

Video calls make people fat...

Cheng Xinglin wanted to refute, but realized that he was still holding Jian Xing.

The posture between the two was too ambiguous, Cheng Xinglin blushed slightly, let go of his hand, and stepped back.

Jian Xing didn't resist either. After letting go, he stared at Cheng Xinglin for a while before asking, "Have you finished your homework?"

"It's almost done."

"Then can I invite you to go out with me and buy some new year's goods?"

"Of course." Cheng Xinglin said, "I'm going to change clothes."

When Jian Xing said this, Cheng Xinglin realized that - indeed, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, but there is no New Year atmosphere in Jian Xing's house.

It stands to reason that both the housekeeper and Aunt Li should pay attention to these things.

Maybe it's... I didn't know that Jian Xing would come back for the New Year, so I didn't buy it?

While thinking, Cheng Xinglin ran back to change his clothes. He hurried downstairs, got into the car with Jian Xing, and set off for the nearby Yonghui Supermarket.

Yonghui is very full of Chinese New Year flavor, a large row of shelves on the left after entering the door is full of all kinds of Chinese New Year pendants.

Spring Festival couplets, colorful lanterns, lanterns, and blessing characters are all available.

Cheng Xinglin and Jian Xing pushed a cart and walked in the shelves made up of this pair of things, belatedly feeling that the Spring Festival was approaching.

Cheng Xinglin was dazzled and wanted all of them, but in the end he chose a couplet that wished him success in his studies.

Jian Xing pushed the cart and walked behind him, letting him choose.

Jian Xing didn't stop until he came to a pile of shelves decorated for the Spring Festival.

"Cheng Xinglin." Jian Xing called him.

"Hey." Cheng Xinglin, who was picking out lanterns, looked back in a row of warmly lit lanterns, "What's wrong?"

Jian Xing raised his hand to hold a red scarf, touched the texture, and felt good.

His eyes were on Cheng Xinglin: "Do you know why my family didn't buy any new year's goods?"

"I don't know." Cheng Xinglin was really curious, he had secretly thought about this question just now.

Jian Xing smiled, took off the red scarf he touched, and hung it around his neck.

"Because buying new year's goods is a very important part of the New Year." Jian Xing said, bowing his head to tie the scarf, then looked up and looked at Cheng Xinglin with a smile, "So I can't entrust it to others, I want to experience it with you personally."

between speeches.

Jian Xing also took another identical red scarf off the shelf.

Take a step forward.

In front of the twinkling lanterns, he held up the red scarf, wrapped it around Cheng Xing's neck, and tied it loosely.

"Happy New Year." Jian Xing lowered his head and said in a gentle voice, "I am very happy to celebrate the New Year with you."

·

Very happy, and Cheng Xinglin was also very happy.

He followed Jane dizzily for the second half of the journey.

The two bought a lot of decorative items, but didn't buy any dishes-because they didn't decide what to eat for the New Year's Eve dinner.

But tonight's dinner is set.

Dumplings stuffed with cucumber.

As for why dumplings are eaten the day before New Year's Eve - Jian Xing said that because Chongqing does not have the habit of ordering dumplings on New Year's Eve, it is not just right to eat them one day in advance.

What Jian Xing said was so reasonable that Cheng Xinglin couldn't refute it.

The dumplings stuffed with cucumbers were also made by Aunt Li. What the two of them did was to cook them after hanging all the big and small lanterns and blessing characters in the house.

After dinner in a home full of youth, the bowl goes straight to the dishwasher.

Then, the two fell into boredom directly.

I can watch movies, but I don’t know what to watch for a while.

You can play steam games, but on New Year's Eve, it's hard to get some people together.

So after much deliberation, the two finally decided—"Do your homework."

One had just finished the brutal training camp, and the total rest time was less than five days.

Once a talent finishes the final exam, he has already taken the lead in passing the exam.

This may be some academic couples.

The two of them took out their homework and threw it on the coffee table, their postures for doing homework were almost the same in the secret base.

Jian Xing did a few questions, and suddenly found a different textbook in Cheng Xinglin's pile of books.

He took out his textbook and said with a smile, "Have you started learning advanced mathematics?"

"No." Cheng Xinglin was embarrassed, "I still have two electives left, this is just one of the plans for the winter vacation."

In the past six months, he has become more and more in control of his results.

Cheng Xinglin also realized that being admitted to the same university cannot be his ultimate goal.

The ultimate goal is.

He can stay side by side with Jian Xing for a long time.

In every field of the track of life, they are called fairy partners.

"Senior." Cheng Xinglin said firmly, "I want to be by your side."

The ambient light of the sofa is just right to cast a soft light.

Smudge Cheng Xinglin's temples into warm tones.

Jian Xing raised his hand, touched Cheng Xinglin's hair on top of his head, and said softly, "Yes."

"Let's do the question."

Still working on the night before New Year's Eve, is it romantic?Not at all.

But the orange light in the corner drags out the shadows of doing homework together, and the shadows projected on the ground are connected by strands of hair.

It seems that it is also very uniquely romantic.

·

The romance lasted until late at night.

It's not that the two roll kings can't do it anymore, but they still decided to continue to develop and continue tomorrow.

Yes, the meaning is—on New Year’s Eve, continue to introvert.

Cheng Xinglin stretched his waist, feeling extremely sleepy: "I'm going to take a shower and go to bed."

"Aren't you hungry, I'll cook you some supper."

"I'm not very hungry." As soon as Cheng Xinglin put down his pen, he felt that he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He usually studied too hard, and when he relaxed, he would involuntarily reveal his fatigue.

Otherwise, he would usually insist on eating something with Jian Xing.

"Then I'll eat a little." Jian Xing said, "Good night."

"Good night." Cheng Xinglin added, "See you tomorrow."

Jian Xing's lips curled slightly: "See you tomorrow."

Cheng Xinglin yawned and went back to his room to wash up.

After washing, he felt a little awake again, and got into the warm bed, Cheng Xinglin couldn't fall asleep for a while.

He was just thinking about whether to go downstairs to eat with Jian Xing.

But there was a knock on the door, and then the lights in the room were turned on.

In the overwhelming light, Cheng Xinglin sat up and rubbed his eyes: "Senior?"

Cheng Xinglin: "Do you have anything to do?"

"It's...no big deal." Jian Xing put away the astonishment that flashed in Cheng Xing's eyes just now, and his brows and eyes slightly curved, "I just think you might not know."

"Do not know what is this?"

"This bed is mine."