After the family was reborn, I went to the peak of my life

"Ahem!" Xie Yunshu laughed out loud, because he was lying there on his back, choking a mouthful of saliva into his throat, and he also coughed.

It's really turning around!

I thought back then that I would be charged for sending a text message, but now Xiao Jiang always sticks to him to send text messages like a bean paste bun, and Xie Yunshu was inexplicably poked to feel better.

He deleted a few spam messages, and sure enough, new text messages came in one after another, all of which were sent to him by Jiang Xingzhi more than an hour ago.

One of them asked him: [Are you going to the sports center tonight? 】

Immediately after this one, there is another one: [Go, go? 】

Through the screen, Xie Yunshu could feel Jiang Xingzhi's soft and cute acting like a baby.

Xie Yunshu remembered that when Jiang Xingzhi left school early on Friday, he asked him if he would go to Jacky Cheung's concert, and he told the truth at that time.

This sentence is the same as a lot of rambling words above, and it is also a daily greeting for basic necessities of life.

Xie Yunshu responded to all Jiang Xingzhi's messages in a unified way: [Just woke up, ready to get up and have breakfast, stay at home during the day, and go to the gymnasium at [-] o'clock in the evening. 】

……

In Qiao's study room, Jiang Xingzhi was standing in front of the desk grinding ink, turning his head to watch Jiang Zhengting write.

"How's the new school?" Jiang Zhengting asked casually.

Jiang Xingzhi's white shirt was rolled up to his elbows, and he grinded the ink block clockwise, with a slow and powerful rhythm. Circles of black and thick ink were smudged out of the inkstone, reflecting his delicate and sharp side face.

He replied calmly: "Very well, very adaptable."

"Change to a simple environment and meet some simple people. It will also be good for you. It doesn't matter if you don't want to go back to Beijing for the time being." Jiang Zhengting looked up at him, "Come back more when you have time."

Jiang Xingzhi obediently said, "I will, Grandpa."

Jiang Zhengting put down his pen: "Come and try."

Jiang Xingzhi took a step to the left, and first took a closer look at Jiang Zhengting's calligraphy.

One line of cursive is indulgent and flowing, reverse in and out flat, and it is written "Jing Xing Xing Zhi".

Jiang Xingzhi pondered for a while, and spread out a new piece of rice paper. He changed to a thick brush, hung his elbow on it, and wrote like a shower of wind.

Jiang Zhengting had experienced vicissitudes of life, and his deep and heavy eyes suddenly became bright.

Jiang Xingzhi's calligraphy was taught by Jiang Zhengting himself. No one knows his grandson's strengths and weaknesses better than Jiang Zhengting. It looks sparse and soft.

At this moment, on the snow-white paper, there are horoscopes dripping and dripping, the brushwork is powerful, majestic and majestic-"Compassion does not hold soldiers, love does not stand up"!

Jiang Zhengting looked down at these words from a high place, his hearty gaze was like a delicate and precise scalpel, as if what he dissected was not every twist and turn of the pen, but Jiang Xingzhi's muscles and bones.

There was undisguised surprise in the old man's tone: "You didn't have such arm strength before, when did you practice?"

Jiang Xingzhi said truthfully: "I just started recently, I learned from Brother Chen."

Chen Chuan was sent by Jiang Zhengting to protect Jiang Xingzhi. Jiang Zhengting nodded, and his eyes fell on the rice paper again: "I taught you to write these words before, and you never took it seriously."

"One moment and another moment," Jiang Xingzhi smiled, "I was ignorant when I was a child, and I didn't understand Grandpa's painstaking efforts."

Jiang Zhengting did it himself, and spread a piece of rice paper for Jiang Xingzhi: "Write a few more and let's see."

Without hesitation, Jiang Xingzhi started to write - "There are few emotions in the world, and good people will eventually be useless."

Jiang Zhengting narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Xingzhi from a very close view, examining and judging, full of harsh measurements.

Jiang Xingzhi stood on one side with his hands behind his back, his thin body straightened, like a poplar plant just emerging from the wind and rain, the expression on his face was condensed and calm like a finely carved statue, only the ends of his eyelashes Vibrate extremely finely with breathing.

There was silence in the study, and a needle could be heard falling.

After a while, Jiang Zhengting snorted softly: "Chen passed it on to you for physical training, it was not in vain."

Jiang Xingzhi respectfully said, "It's all because grandpa taught me well."

Jiang Zhengting paced slowly, walked to the side of the mahogany chair and sat down, picked up the tea cup, lifted the tea lid, and the rich tea fragrance overflowed.

The lingering white smoke spread with silence.

Time may have passed for a long time, maybe it just changed from hot tea to cold tea.

Jiang Zhengting stroked the tea cover, closed his eyes slightly, and said, "The three people you want are here for you."

"Thank you, Grandpa," Jiang Xingzhi walked behind the old man, put his palm on Jiang Zhengting's shoulder, and said softly, "Grandpa, the Jiang family will be fine in my hands."

Jiang Zhengting patted his hand, and the celadon teacup was put back on the glass coffee table, making a slight crashing sound, covering up a faint sigh.

Jiang Xingzhi lowered his eyes, his vision was obscured by the hazy tea smoke.

This is their Jiang family.

There is blood relationship, but it is also true that each descendant is insignificant compared with the interests of the family.

Jiang Xingzhi wanted Jiang Zhengting to know that there was no turning back between his son and his grandson, and there would be endless troubles.

In his previous life, Jiang Xingzhi was not incapable of winning, he even clearly understood why he lost.

Jiang Zhengting had three sons and one daughter, but the only one who was brought up by the old man was Jiang Xingzhi, the eldest grandson. Jiang Zhengting once had high hopes for him, but Jiang Xingzhi had a fatal weakness in his bones. The benevolence of women.

So Jiang Zhengting loves Jiang Xingzhi, but he can't give up Jiang Chengxun for Jiang Xingzhi, or even completely give up Jiang Shu.

And Jiang Xingzhi's kindness and softness also made Jiang Zhengting sure that one son and one grandson would not go to the point where father and son fought each other. This was very unfair to Jiang Xingzhi, but this was the choice Jiang Zhengting had to make for the sake of the entire Jiang family.

But now the situation is completely different.

Jiang Xingzhi understands the principle of "compassion does not lead soldiers", and Jiang Chengxun has actually committed the taboo of "love does not act".

Jiang Zhengting made a slight misjudgment, and the changes in Xuanwumen were not alarmist.

----

As night fell, the city lights dimmed.

"Xie Zuwang, are you alright?" Zhu Junlan waited impatiently at the door, "Would it be fine to just take a shirt and put it on, and take pictures in the mirror three times and four times, you think you are going on a blind date!"

Xie Zuwang's voice yelled from the bedroom: "Zhu Junlan, you wear a new suit from head to toe, and you have the nerve to talk about me!"

Zhu Junlan was not in a good mood: "You can change slowly by yourself, I will take Xiaoshu and Lingling first, Junmei and Xiaozhong have been waiting for us for a long time!"

"Here we come!" Xie Zuwang finally came out of the room. He put on a suit and tied his tie around his neck as he walked, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Hurry up! You have been changing clothes for half an hour. I'll remind you." Are you done? I did all the dishes today!"

Xie Zuwang didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Zhu Junlan burst into anger: "You have the nerve to say that you have washed the dishes! You can pour me a new bottle of dishwashing liquid and there is only the bottom left. Don't wipe the oil on the side of the bowl. The foam on the butt was put in the cabinet without washing it, what can you do?"

Xie Zuwang didn't know how to tie a tie, so he stretched his neck in front of Zhu Junlan: "Tie it for me."

"No!" Zhu Junlan snorted while locking the door, "Zhu Bajie wears earrings, you are so beautiful!"

Xie Zuwang jumped: "I am Zhu Bajie, and you are Second Aunt Zhu!"

Zhu Junlan: "Yes! I am your second aunt!"

Yi Lingling covered her small mouth, but she couldn't suppress the "puchipuchi" laughter coming from her palm.

Xie Yunshu smiled and reached out to tie his father's tie.

Xie Zuwang was surprised: "When will you wear a tie, Xiaoshu?"

Xie Yunshu paused his hand: "...I saw it in the book."

Xie Zuwang's tie was relatively thin, and Xie Yunshu skillfully tied a half-Windsor knot, which was both square and light. Xie Zuwang was overjoyed: "This knot is well tied, and it looks much better than your mother's tie!"

Zhu Junlan also saw it. She only knows how to tie single and double knots. She has never seen Xie Yunshu's style of play, so she couldn't help but move closer and touched it: "It's beautiful!"

The whole family stumbled and busily went out again, stopped a taxi at the entrance of the alley, Xie Yunshu was sitting in the passenger seat, the phone rang suddenly, it was Pei Ji's cell phone number.

Xie Yunshu picked it up: "Hello?"

"Nerd!" The space in the carriage was small, and the decibels of the PHS were extremely loud. Pei Ji's voice was like a steel cannon, blowing up so that everyone in the car could hear it.

Xie Yunshu's nickname was so abruptly heard by his parents and sister. He moved his butt uncomfortably, half covered the receiver, and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about?"

However, Pei Ji let out a "hiss" and then said intermittently, "I, I won't go...you can go by yourself...I, I can't go..."

"What?" Xie Yunshu was confused, "Where are you not going? What are you talking about?"

"Anyway, I'm not going!" Pei Ji yelled nervously, and hung up the phone.

"What are you doing?" Xie Yunshu was baffled, why did Pei Xiaogou say something upside down?

However, Xie Yunshu didn't care about this little episode, Pei Ji was still a child of sixteen or seventeen, and nothing could happen.

The taxi soon arrived at the sports center, and the square was still full of people.

The tickets Xie Yunshu bought are in the middle and backcourt, and the seats are closest to the south gate.

They got off the car at the south gate, Zhu Junmei and Zhong Jiaming were already standing there waiting.

Zhu Junmei's eyes lit up when she saw Zhu Junlan: "Sister, is your dress new? I haven't seen it before."

"It's new," Zhu Junlan asked Zhu Junmei, wearing a thin beige suit and trousers of the same color. The collar and sleeves of the suit are decorated with light pink cherry blossom patterns. ? I'll send you one in two days."

"Don't give it to me, I'll pick it out myself," Zhu Junmei held Zhu Junlan's arm, "I have a few colleagues who want to visit your company next week, do you remember the one named Sun Qian? You mentioned that she has a women's clothing store in Mingda Plaza, and she thought Yun's prices were high before, but now she also admits that our clothes look good! I reckon she wants to buy from you."

Zhu Junlan: "Then you can take her to have a look."

Xiwen Xiwu also arrived after a while, and when there were 10 minutes before leaving the venue, the ticket was checked.

Xie Yunshu and his family stood in a line, joking and talking with each other, and the line slowly shortened.

When it was his turn to show the ticket, the ticket inspector took it from him, checked the time and seat carefully, clipped a corner of the ticket with the ticket folder in his hand, and handed it back to him.

The moment he entered the gymnasium, Xie Yunshu stopped and looked back.

He seemed to see the other side of time and space, the lonely young man standing alone in front of the Shencheng Cultural Palace also turned around, they looked at each other and smiled, and the young man walked towards him.

Their figures overlapped and disappeared together in the shadows connecting the passageway from the ticket gate to the venue.

……

At the same time, at the ticket gate of the east gate, Jiang Xingzhi stood on the steps, sometimes looking at the crowd of people below, and sometimes looking down at his watch.

Standing at the boundary between light and shadow, the young man was dressed in white and black trousers, with a tall figure, and his black hair, eyebrows and eyes were shrouded in the moonlight, and he was as handsome as an ink painting, attracting many people's attention.

Although Xie Yunshu sent him a text message saying "go to the gymnasium at six o'clock", Jiang Xingzhi was on guard at the east gate before six o'clock.

Calculated according to the time, Xie Yunshu should be here anyway. The tickets for the two of them are the VIP seats in the front row. As long as Xie Yunshu is not a road idiot, he must come in through the east gate.

One car after another was parked under the steps, Jiang Xingzhi looked over each time expectantly, and then turned disappointed.

He was patient and didn't call to remind him. After all, a qualified boyfriend is to wait patiently for a late boyfriend.

Even if Xie Yunshu was an hour late, it should be done.

... Xie Yunshu was almost an hour late.

Seeing that there were still 10 minutes left before the opening, Jiang Xingzhi finally wanted to call Xie Yunshu, but when he touched his pocket, it was empty!

His PHS, mobile phone, and wallet were all stolen!

The only possessions in his body are the concert tickets that he holds tightly in his hands.

He was alone in the open space in front of the door, and Jiang Xingzhi looked around blankly.

The aunt who checked the ticket had been paying attention to him for a long time, and came over and asked, "Young man, your friend hasn't come yet?"

Jiang Xing wiped the seam of his trousers lightly with his wet palms, pursed his lips and said, "My friend may be stuck in traffic."

The aunt reminded: "Then you call him and ask."

Jiang Xingzhi's small fan-like eyelashes slowly blinked, his tone dragged a bit, and he said aggrievedly, "I lost my phone."

He was good-looking, and his pitiful appearance aroused sympathy and affection from the aunt. The aunt took out her mobile phone: "Do you remember his number? Use mine to call him?"

"Thank you, Auntie!" Jiang Xingzhi gratefully took the phone and dialed Xie Yunshu's number, but there was a blind voice.

The auntie looked at the number: "This is PHS, right? The PHS signal is not good, so I may not be able to tell where the person is... Eh? Are the tickets for both of you here?"

Jiang Xingzhi shook his head in a daze: "No, one for me, one for him."

The aunt patted his arm: "Then don't wait here, maybe your friend came in from another door?"

Jiang Xingzhi had an epiphany: "You are right!"

He hastily checked the tickets, and just as he stepped into the venue, the lights inside suddenly dimmed, and the main character made his grand entrance, causing the audience to erupt.

The neon above his head was like a rapidly surging vortex, and countless flickering lights splashed into Jiang Xingzhi's eyes, making him almost unable to see the road ahead. He half-covered his eyes and groped to the last row in the first row. middle position.

Both seats are empty.

Xie Yunshu didn't come.

The only remaining expectation was broken again, Jiang Xingzhi's heart skipped a beat, as if he was walking down a high platform, and suddenly slipped a wrong step, as if he had just come out of a warm place and was drenched all over his body Ice water, blood froze for a moment.

He sat down in the seat corresponding to his ticket.

The opening song is a fast song, very dynamic, the people around are very excited, screaming and shouting chaos, everyone is singing and dancing to it.

Jiang Xingzhi sat for a few seconds and couldn't help it anymore. He couldn't help but wondered if something happened to Xie Yunshu and he couldn't come. He had to go to Laohuai Lane to find Xie Yunshu. Just as he was about to stand up, a shadow suddenly fell beside him. He sat down next to him.

Jiang Xingzhi's heart "huh" flew up, and he looked at the seat next to him in surprise——

"Eh?" Qiu Lang stared blankly, "Why are you?"

Jiang Xingzhi's smile froze on his face: "Why are you here?"

Qiu Lang flipped his palms and showed a ticket: "My brother Pei gave me the ticket, let me..."

Let me tell the nerd face to face that he can't come so the nerd won't cry.

Jiang Xingzhi suddenly stood up and stared at Chou Lang in disbelief: "Where did Pei Ji get the ticket?"

"It's from the nerd!" Qiu Lang said confidently.

Jiang Xingzhi was stunned.

"Why are you here?" Qiu Lang asked Jiang Xingzhi back, he looked left and right, "Where's the nerd? Why did he give me the ticket to Brother Pei and he didn't come to see it himself..."

Jiang Xingzhi rushed straight to Tianling Gai with a burst of energy and blood, and there were countless double images in front of his eyes, and the music in his ears was roaring like thunder. The extreme excitement caused insufficient blood supply to the brain, and he stumbled outside.

"Hey! Hey!" Qiu Lang yelled twice, seeing that Jiang Xingzhi didn't respond, he scratched his head in wonder, "What's going on?"

But what happened to Jiang Xingzhi had nothing to do with Qiu Lang, he was only responsible for giving Xie Yunshu a message.

Since Xie Yunshu wasn't here, Brother Pei didn't count as a missed appointment, and he couldn't just waste an expensive VIP ticket.

Qiu Lang jumped up with a "yo ha" and joined the carnival of Jacky Cheung's fans heartlessly.

……

Jiang Xingzhi didn't know how he walked out of the sports center venue, he only felt that his footsteps were getting heavier and his vision was becoming more and more blurred.

On a September night, the wind blowing on my face was cold and felt itchy and tingling.

Jiang Xingzhi touched his cheek with the back of his hand, only to realize that tears were streaming down his face unconsciously.

The fact that Xie Yunshu forwarded the tickets he gave to Pei Ji made him very sad.

Jiang Xingzhi suddenly remembered that in his previous life, Xie Yunshu wanted to watch a Jacky Cheung concert, but he himself missed the appointment.

Did Xie Yunshu feel so sad when he was waiting for him?

Thinking of Xie Yunshu's sadness, Jiang Xingzhi was even more sad. He cried as he walked, his tears were like a continuous stream, and he couldn't wipe them clean.

Waves of people approached him, and everyone looked at him in surprise.

He didn't feel ashamed either, he just walked straight to the place where Chen Chuan parked his car.

When Chen Chuan saw him in the car, he ran out in fright, and asked repeatedly: "Master, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you?"

Jiang Xingzhi was sobbing and choking: "Yun, Yunshu..."

"Ah?" Chen Chuan was dumbfounded, "Xiao Xie bullied you? Why did he bully you?"

Jiang Xingzhi shook his head. He opened the car door and got into the back seat, lying on the seat, humming.

I cried all the way back to Xishan Villa.

Jiang Zhengting went back to Kyoto, Qiao Bing went to Hong Kong, Qiao Leshan also went out to dinner at night, there were no adults at home, and the servants saw the young master coming back crying, so no one dared to ask more questions.

Chen Chuan escorted Jiang Xingzhi back to the bedroom, and saw the child plunged into the quilt, so sad that he couldn't get out.

"Master," Chen Chuan persuaded, "It's common for friends to quarrel, don't take it too seriously, I think Xiao Xie is a reasonable person, if it's really his fault, he will definitely talk to you tomorrow Apologize……"

Chen Chuan went into the bathroom to find a towel, threw it in the hot water, then twisted it a little, then walked back to the bedroom, wanting Jiang Xingzhi to wipe his face.

The bed was empty.

"Master, master?" Chen Chuan filled the room looking for Jiang Xingzhi.

Jiang Xingzhi's room was large, and Chen Chuan searched from the bedroom, study room, activity room, and fitness room one by one. As soon as he reached the door of the locker room, Jiang Xingzhi came out first.

He changed into a black shirt and black trousers, combed his hair back and tied it up, and looked at Chen Chuan expressionlessly.

If it wasn't for Jiang Xingzhi's eye sockets, nose wings and cheeks that were still stained with deep and shallow red threads, Chen Chuan would almost have thought that the crying young master he saw not long ago was just a hallucination.

Jiang Xingzhi brushed Chen Chuan's shoulder, and walked out without saying a word.

"Young master?" Chen Chuan followed Jiang Xingzhi, tongue-tied, "You, where are you going now?"

Jiang Xingzhi turned around and said something in a low voice.

This sentence was like a hundred thousand volts of lightning struck in the air, shaking Chen Chuan's three souls and seven souls to pieces!

----

The three-hour concert flew by in the blink of an eye.

Xie Yunshu's family, Zhong Jiaming and his wife, and the two brothers of the Xi family bid farewell at the door.

On the way back, he still took a taxi. When he was almost at the door of his house, Xie Yunshu received a text message from Jiang Xingzhi, asking him to meet him at the entrance of Laohuai Lane, and said he had something to say to him.

Xie Yunshu called, but the kid didn't answer.

"Mom and Dad, Lingling," Xie Yunshu said, "you go up first, I have a classmate who wants to come to see me, I'll go up later."

Zhu Junlan asked: "Why did the classmate come to you so late?"

Xie Yunshu felt that he could tell people everything, and he had nothing to hide from his mother, so he said honestly, "It's the one who took your call last time."

Zhu Junlan took a deep breath: "Then, are you going to bring someone home?"

"Ah? No," Xie Yunshu was so sensitive that there was something wrong with his mother's eyes and tone of voice, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, "He just came to talk to me about something, you go back to sleep first, don't worry about it I leave the light on."

"Oh." Zhu Junlan was a little disappointed, and went home first without hesitation.

The lights at the intersection of Laohuai Lane broke out at some point, and the whole alley was dark and gloomy.

Xie Yunshu leaned against the tree, and the moonlight cast his shadow on the ground, clean and clear.

He lowered his head and played with the PHS, but this crude and crude little machine lacked functionality. Xie Yunshu was so bored that he could only read the text messages in his inbox one by one.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow approaching him silently.

Xie Yunshu smiled slightly, guessing that it was Jiang Xingzhi who came, and this guy probably wanted to scare him on purpose.

If it was a different person, Xie Yunshu would suddenly turn around and yell deliberately at this time, but he couldn't do that to Jiang Xingzhi.

Jiang Xingzhi has a bad heart, so this will scare him.

Xie Yunshu waited helplessly for Jiang Xingzhi to approach. He had to let Jiang Xingzhi jump out first to buffer his emotions before he could talk to Jiang Xingzhi softly and slowly.

There is really no way to get him...

The shadow behind him suddenly raised his hands, and the next moment, Xie Yunshu felt his eyes go dark, and the rough cloth covered his whole head, Xie Yunshu was startled——

Fuck!I was put in a sack!

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感谢在2021-07-2605:19:26~2021-07-2706:19:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Lin Xin 3;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of lunar circle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!