can i borrow your white paint

The thing Cheng Yi regretted the most today was to promise Fang Hengzhi to take him to the nursing home to see his grandfather.

Looking at someone who was mingling with a group of old people including his grandfather, the instigator expressed regret, very regret.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Hengzhi poured a cup of tea for Grandpa Cheng and finally took the time to talk to Cheng Yi, "Why are you standing there? Come and help me."

"You really didn't lie to me." Cheng Yi sighed, and went over to unwrap a small bag of tea for him, "It's really all stars, Mr. Fang."

"I've always been honest." Fang Hengzhi smiled and pulled a bench for him, "Come and sit."

"I'm not conscious of being a guest." Cheng Yi sat down on the bench unceremoniously, "Pour me a cup of tea."

"You are very impolite." Fang Hengzhi handed the hot black tea to his mouth after being poured into the cup, "To be honest, I have been liked by my elders since I was a child."

"Are you trying to scald me to death?" Cheng Yi snatched the teacup and put it on the table to wait for it to cool down. "You are so sticky and the elders like you?"

"You can't just look at one side of a person, you have to look at it from all angles." Fang Hengzhi said, "All the elders except my parents like me."

The corner of Cheng Yi's mouth twitched fiercely, "This shows that you can't stand scrutiny, and everyone who knows you wants to strangle you to death."

Fang Heng shrugged noncommittally: "That kind of person is too blind."

Cheng Yi, the kind of person who has no vision: "..."

He didn't bother to deal with this guy, so he turned around and played chess with his grandfather.

Although grandpa can't remember him clearly, he still knows that this person is close to him now.

The afternoon passed quickly, and when it was time for dinner, he still struggled with whether to settle here or take an unconscious guest out for dinner.

But Fang Hengzhi didn't make him struggle for too long, so he naturally took a disposable plastic bowl and went to line up to serve the meal.

Cheng Yi had no choice but to follow.

After dinner, the two of them strolled around here to refresh themselves, and Cheng Yi sent Fang Hengzhi back to his five-star hotel.

"You really won't come with me?" Before the taxi started, Fang Hengzhi still asked unwillingly, "Do you have a place to sleep here?"

"Make a floor shop in my grandfather's house." Cheng Yi said, "It's not easy to come here once, I want to spend more time with the old man."

High school students don't have much leisure time, especially for high school students like him who have seniors and juniors.

In the future, if I want to take a weekend to see my grandfather, it is really pitifully rare.

Fang Hengzhi smiled and said, "Then I will come to you tomorrow."

"Farewell." Cheng Yi pushed him into the car, "I said goodbye to my grandfather tomorrow morning, I will go find you at noon, and send me the address later."

Fang Hengzhi raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Don't you want to spend more time with your grandfather?"

"Grandpa wants to accompany you, but I can't let you come here for nothing." Cheng Yi said, "I just changed the ticket to go back tomorrow morning, and I just changed it to evening, so I will spend the rest of the time as a companion." You played."

Fang Hengzhi looked at him and didn't speak for a while.

"Drip-"

The driver honked the horn twice, and said impatiently: "Hey, you two, should you go or not?"

"Let's go." Fang Hengzhi came back to his senses, "Master, please turn on the chronograph."

Cheng Yi straightened up and knocked on the car door: "Go back, send me a message somewhere."

"How old are you, are you still worried about losing me?" Fang Hengzhi made a love gesture to him with both hands, "Okay, brother Cheng Yi, I'll make a video call with you when I go back~"

Cheng Yi sneered: "I'll forget you if you're disgusting."

Fang Hengzhi closed the car door while laughing, lowered the window and waved to him.

Cheng Yi stood where he was, watched the taxi leave, and took note of the license plate number in his heart.

He waited until the dim light of the rear headlights was completely submerged in the darkness before he yawned and walked back.

The door of the sanatorium opened with a "squeak" and closed with a "bang".

There are no entertainment facilities here, the elderly go to bed early, it is only after eight o'clock, there are no lights in this nursing home, and the rest are very weak, presumably it is to turn on the night light for the elderly who cannot sleep well.

Cheng Yi walked towards one of the few brightly lit rooms.

He thought his grandfather was already asleep, but when he entered the room, he found that his grandfather was still sitting on the bed watching chess, and turned his head when he heard him come in.

"You're back, Xiaoyi."

Cheng Yi was taken aback, his fingers turned cold instantly, and he stared blankly at the old man in front of him.

His reaction made the old man a little puzzled, he hesitated for a moment before whispering: "Did I recognize the wrong person again? Are you... isn't your name Xiao Yi?"

"No." Cheng Yi replied subconsciously.

He held back the soreness in his nose and the disappointment in his heart, closed the door and took the old man's bony hand, "No, Grandpa, I'm Xiao Yi, you're right."

His answer made the old man very happy. When he rolled his eyes, the creases on his face were revealed: "Xiao Yi, it's late, go to sleep."

"Okay." Cheng Yi said hoarsely, hugging the old man with red eyes, "Good night, grandpa."

Obviously, grandpa remembered the name "Xiao Yi", but forgot his grandson's name was Xiao Yi.

The floor on the first floor of the sanatorium was a bit damp, and the night in early June was slightly cool, so those who slept on the ground were destined to have a bad night.

When the news of Fang Heng's safety came, Cheng Yi just forgot the license plate number he just wrote down, closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep.

He got up many times at night, and each time he tried to make the hut as clean and cozy as possible.

The photos he specially brought were pasted on the wall, showing him, dad, and grandpa; the cups were neatly stacked together, the glass jars were labeled and filled with tea; the fruits were sorted, Put it on a side shelf...

As the night passed, it felt more and more like home.

The next morning, Grandpa Cheng did not remember Cheng Yi again. He was very wary of this "stranger" who appeared in his room.

Cheng Yi sighed, introduced himself again tirelessly, set breakfast for him and left.

He went out with his bag on his back, only to find a taxi parked at the entrance of the nursing home, and his dear deskmate was leaning against the car door in new clothes and waving to him: "Brother Yi!"

"Why are you here? Didn't you say you don't need it?" Cheng Yi walked over in disbelief, pulled his coat and looked left and right, "Where did you get the clothes? I remember you didn't bring any clothes when you came yesterday, right? "

"The traffic here is inconvenient, I'll pick you up." Fang Hengzhi pushed him into the car, and then squeezed himself in, "I didn't bring any clothes, but clothes can be bought anywhere, is it rare to buy a new set? "

Cheng Yi took off his hat: "Then what about your suit from yesterday?"

"Throw it away." Fang Hengzhi answered as a matter of course, "Otherwise, do I still have to bring a set of dirty clothes home?"

Cheng Yi: "...prodigal man."

Fang Heng knew whether to agree with his evaluation: "This is called being clean. Why are you still wearing yesterday's clothes? I came so suddenly that I didn't bring any clothes, so you didn't bring any clothes?"

Cheng Yi: "Just sleep for one night, it's too troublesome to carry."

"That's easy." Fang Hengzhi glanced at the phone, and then asked the driver to change the destination, "Master, please stop at the shopping mall near here."

Cheng Yi had a bad premonition, and looked at him warily: "What do you want?"

"What are you panicking about? I won't sell you." Fang Hengzhi poked him in the face like a hooligan, "I want to play the real male version of Miracle Nuan Nuan."

Cheng Yi: "..."

When he returned home with big and small bags of clothes in his hand, Cheng Yi was still in a daze.

He did not expect that he went to Yangzhou and returned with more than 20 pieces of clothes.

What's more, Fang Hengzhi went to Yangzhou and bought him more than 20 pieces of clothes.

Thinking of the screen where the payment code on Fang Hengzhi's phone was not cut at all in the afternoon, he suddenly felt the happiness of those who were supported by the benefactor.

Hold.Cheng Yi closed his eyes, thinking that although this thought is very depraved, but... is it really him? It's so cool!

In fact, when he saw Fang Hengzhi's thousands of flowers at first, he refused from the bottom of his heart. After all, the two of them were not in love with Jin Jian, but Fang Hengzhi's words made him dizzy and dazed.

Fang Hengzhi said: "Brother Yi, don't be polite to me. Our family came here for the past two years because of my dad's work. Before that, we were the richest man in a certain province in the north."

In fact, he was not very confused so far, so Cheng wanted to refuse again, but Fang Hengzhi gave him another blow in the face with his next sentence: "And my uncle and his family live in Dubai all year round."

A "richest man" and a "Dubai" caused Cheng Yi, who was used to being poor, to have a brain crash in an instant. He couldn't say anything else, and was dragged to sweep the commercial street.

With more than 10,000 pieces of clothes, Fang Heng spent [-]+ without blinking.

If it weren't for the fact that Yangzhou doesn't have any big-name luxury counters, he has no doubt that this person can spend hundreds of thousands more to get in.

This small dilapidated one-story house seemed to be full of splendor because of the arrival of these twenty or so clothes.

It's a pleasure to spend money for a while, and now it's a crematorium.

Cheng Yi closed his eyes with a headache. The clothes in his hands were like hot potatoes. He had never confiscated such an expensive gift, so he really didn't know what to do with it.

He has always known that shopping is crazy for women, and shopping for rich women is even crazier, but he didn't expect that it turns out that rich underage men's shopping is like a chicken blood.

One person and more than 20 pieces of clothes just stayed in the room silently for a long time, until the door was knocked twice.

Cheng Yi regained his senses, threw away the clothes bag in his hand in an instant, and ran out of the bedroom to open the door.

If I guessed correctly, it should be Du Mao who came to return the child.

The wooden door was opened with a "squeak", and he was stunned behind the people outside the door.

In fact, I did not guess wrong, it was indeed Du Mao who came to return the child, and he carried it behind his back, because Cheng Moutong fell asleep.

But what was wrong was that it was not two people who came, but three.

Besides Du Mao and Cheng Moutong, there is also Ji Xiangbai.

He didn't know what to say for a while, so he said hello awkwardly: "Brother Bai, good evening."

Ji Xiangbai looked at him but ignored him, his always smiling face was expressionless at this moment, even... a little angry.

Cheng Yi didn't know what to say, and didn't know why Ji Xiangbai came here, so he quietly glanced at Du Mao, trying to get an explanation.

Du Mao, who was carrying Cheng Moutong on his back, immediately knew what brother Yi meant, but in fact he was also very confused, so he shook his head blankly.

It's just that I accidentally bumped into this brother Yi's new head teacher on the way to bring the child and had a chat. Who knows what the new head teacher is up to?Don't come with him!

Could it be that brother Yi's grades are so poor that the new homeroom teacher couldn't resist asking for a home visit?

But it shouldn't be. Didn't Brother Yi do very well in the exam this time?

Ji Xiangbai ignored the secret communication between the two teenagers' eyebrows and eyes, raised his chin and said, "Xiao Yi, do you mind if I go in and have a supper?"

Cheng Yi wanted to say, "Our family doesn't eat late-night snacks," but kept silent, and silently moved away, letting him in by default.

Cheng Moutong, who was lying on Du Mao's back, woke up slowly and saw his brother at a glance, so he smiled and stretched out his hand to his brother: "Brother!"

Cheng Yi smiled and took the child over.

Cheng Mutong hugged his neck and saw the person who had just entered the room, so his eyes lit up: "Brother Bai!"

Ji Xiangbai turned to look at him, a smile finally appeared on his face that had been stern all the time: "Mouton, long time no see."

Cheng Mutong jumped off Cheng Yi with his legs fluttering, and ran towards Ji Xiangbai excitedly: "Brother Bai!"

Du Mao was already stunned. He looked at this and then that, and finally locked his eyes on Cheng Yi: "Father Yi, what's going on?"

Cheng Yi pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache: "Remember what I told you before, my mother has a nephew, and I have a cousin?"

Du Mao nodded silly: "I remember."

Cheng Yi said: "Oh, then I may have forgotten to tell you that this person is my new head teacher."

Du Mao: "..." Oh shit.

He glanced at Ji Xiangbai, who was already getting along with Cheng Moutong, and suddenly patted himself on the forehead: "Fuck, they're all named Ji! Why didn't I think of that?"

"If you can think of it yourself, there are ghosts." Cheng Yi sighed, "Ermao, I can't treat you to supper tonight. I will treat you to hot pot another day."

"Hey, what's the matter? I told you, don't be polite to me." Du Mao waved his hands indifferently, and lowered his voice to his ear and said, "After all, he is from your mother's side, so don't get too close. .”

"You know a lot." Cheng Yi laughed, "Understood, go back quickly, slow down on the road, and pay attention to safety."

"I'm serious!" Du Mao became anxious when he saw that he didn't care, "Although he looks kind, he must be on guard!"

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Don't worry, I understand."

He said don't worry, but Du Mao was still worried. When he left, he looked back at every step, and those who didn't know thought he was going to a faraway place.

Cheng Yi watched him amusedly turn out of the alley, and closed the door with a smile.

With a "click", the door was locked.

When he turned around, Ji Xiangbai was sitting on the sofa combing Cheng Moutong's messy hair.

No idea where he got the comb from either.

He seemed to have opened his eyes on his temples, and the moment Cheng Yi turned around and cast his gaze over, he turned his head to meet that gaze.

Cheng Yi opened his mouth, a bunch of words he wanted to say fought in his stomach, and swallowed them back.

I really don't know what to say.

Ji Xiangbai saw it, gave a wry smile, and then turned his head away.

After a long time, Cheng Yi heard him whisper, "I always thought that Cheng Moutong was taken by my aunt."

The voice was astringent and hoarse, not at all like the usual Teacher Ji.

"Cheng Yi, these years...very hard, right?"

Cheng Yi was silent for a long while, and then smiled indifferently: "It's okay after a while."

Eight years was too long, so long that he was used to bitterness and completely forgot the taste of sweetness.

The author has something to say:

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa then I'm sorry babes! !I just found out that I set the wrong publishing time last night!

/bow/sorry for being late woo woo woo