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At night, when Jiang Heng helped Shao Hanye wash his school uniform, he began to deal with his emotions.

I thought I would think a lot, or be more uncomfortable.

But in fact, as soon as he finished washing the collar of his school uniform, all thoughts in his mind were gone.

There was also a burst of happiness from the bottom of my heart.

He doesn't remember what it's like to be alone for a long time, or it may be that he himself understands that it's not easy for people to live.

As soon as Shao Hanye's school uniform was hung up, Shao Hanye's video call came.

Jiang Heng didn't wipe his hands, but pressed the connect button first.

"Little Jiang Heng, what are you doing?" Shao Hanye's mouth hit the screen.

Jiang Heng didn't pick up the phone, but was pulling a tissue to wipe his hands, "The mouth is like the nose, it can't replace the eyes."

Shao Hanye laughed and took the phone away.

Jiang Heng also finished wiping, ready to pick up the phone.

"Why are your hands so red?" Shao Hanye asked with a frown.

Jiang Heng picked up the phone, went to bed and lay down, and then turned to his face, "What do you think?"

Shao Hanye's frown deepened, "I thought you could use a washing machine."

"Yeah," Jiang Heng put on his glasses, and pulled out the exercise book, "but look at what time it is."

"It's two o'clock, there's a voice," Shao Hanye lowered his head, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Heng looked at the camera and smiled, "It's okay."

Shao Hanye wanted to say something again, Jiang Heng was afraid that he would continue to apologize, so he spoke first, "Or I need some time to calm down, I just do it when I do the laundry, anyway, I don't need to think about it."

Shao Hanye stared at him for a while, then sighed, "Do you want full marks in every subject?"

"No," Jiang Heng smiled, "I'm just used to it. If I don't study, I feel uncomfortable."

"Jiang Heng," Shao Hanye lowered his voice, "National Day holiday, how about you go to province A with me?"

"Huh?" Jiang Heng put the exercise book aside first, "What are you going to do?"

"Go..." Shao Hanye also had a temporary idea, but since Jiang Heng asked, it means that he must be a little interested, so he has to draw a big cake.

This is his strong point. When he first started the company, he had to draw big cakes almost every day.

"Our team base," Shao Hanye said as emotionally as possible, "outsiders are not allowed to enter, but I can show you there, there are many trophies we won at that time, and my room is also kept. .”

Jiang Heng smiled, "What's so interesting about your room?"

Shao Hanye said "tsk", "Those are all memories of my struggles, do you know how many hours I could sleep every night at that time?"

Jiang Heng thought about it seriously, based on the fact that he was able to fight and had the sleep time that normal human beings need.

"Five hours?" Jiang Heng asked.

Shao Hanye gave him a thumbs up, "It's about the same. I was four hours at the time, the most."

"But usually in the car, or during the live broadcast, I can sneak a little sleep."

"Have you... been like this all year?" Jiang Heng suddenly felt that he knew Shao Hanye again.

"Yeah," Shao Hanye lay down on the bed, "my dad gave me a year, and my mentality must be different from theirs, so I didn't think there was anything I couldn't bear. It's like getting blood from a chicken."

After finishing speaking, Shao Hanye added, "It's almost the same as you study so desperately every day now."

Jiang Heng's smiling face froze, "I'm not desperate, I don't feel tired."

"Yes," Shao Hanye snorted, "Did you like to read a book since you were a child?"

Jiang Heng smiled, "I like to read a lot of books, which one are you talking about?"

"How the Steel Was Tempered," Shao Hanye looked at Jiang Heng on the screen with a smile, "Do you like watching it?"

"Stop teasing me. What time is it? I don't want to laugh. I'll sleep after I hang up."

"Well," Shao Hanye stopped teasing him, "I'll sleep after hanging up for a while, the company has nothing to do today."

"You are amazing." Jiang Heng said sincerely.

Shao Hanye smiled, "I love to hear you praise me, but in fact, without Lao Shao, I wouldn't be as good as I am. He invested the first money I started the company."

"But he didn't care about the rest of the matter. He also set a bunch of targets for me. If I can't complete them, the company will take them back."

Jiang Heng smiled, "I know you are amazing."

"By the way," Shao Hanye changed his posture and continued, "Going to province A, I can still show you my company. Although it is not as good as the first floor of old Shao, it is still a small building. The location is also good, in the city center.”

"Well," Jiang Heng lay down a little bit, Shao Hanye's subwoofer was really hypnotizing, "Continue."

Shao Han smiled, "Also, University A, you must be the best. Check it out in advance. I've never been there before."

"Province A is really big, and there are a lot of delicious food. As far as the 5999 buffet said that day, the taste is not bad. The main reason is that there are so many varieties. Your small stomach may be full after walking a quarter."

"And my house,--"

Jiang Heng was woken up the next morning by his father knocking on the door.

The phone has been turned off.

Jiang Heng scratched his hair with a smile, charged his phone, and went to the bathroom.

As soon as he entered, he heard Shao Hanye's knock on the door.

Jiang Heng opened the door and turned a corner, and went to open the door.

"Morning." Jiang Heng rubbed his eyes.

"Morning," Shao Hanye patted Jiang Heng's hair casually, "Uncle and aunt, what are you having for breakfast this morning?"

"Xiao Shao is here?" Mom came out with a plate of fried lotus root, "Come and try my new skill."

Dad shook the newspaper, laughed and teased, "It's a new skill that is only allowed to boast, not to criticize."

Mom glared at Dad, "Comrade Jiang Shengguo, your speech can easily be deprived of the right to eat this morning."

Shao Hanye laughed and went to serve his mother the porridge.

"Xiao Shao, you are really hiding something," my mother patted Shao Hanye's arm, "Jiang Heng showed me and his dad yesterday, what did you play, the video of Prince's Farm, ouch , Handsome, I also said, ask his father to cut me a version with only you, Jiang Heng said that if the cut is not good-looking, it will become a photo."

"Yes," Shao Hanye was amused, "Jiang Heng is right, Auntie, if you like to watch it, I will send you a copy tonight, only mine, cut all my games from last year, the video It will grow."

"Hey," my mother put down the bowl, "No need, it's too much trouble, I just search the Internet with his dad, and I can watch it."

"Jiang Heng told us all about Search Y God."

Shao Hanye looked at Jiang Heng who had just come out of the bathroom. He hadn't changed his pajamas, and he didn't wear the ruthless glasses. He looked soft and wanted to get started.

But obviously, this person is soft and cold.

"Look at what?" Jiang Heng asked lightly.

My mother pulled the chair and sat down, "It's so good-looking that you don't want people to look at it, just look at it, Xiao Shao, you don't need to pay attention to him."

Shao Hanye leaned on the table and smiled, "Okay, Auntie."

Jiang Heng rubbed his eyes helplessly, and sat down to eat.

Mom's New Craft...

"Delicious." Jiang Heng said expressionlessly.

"..." Mom gave him a blank look, and then looked at Shao Hanye with bright eyes.

"Oh my god!" Shao Hanye sat up straight suddenly, holding half of the fried lotus root in his chopsticks, "Auntie, you are so talented at home, the private chef my dad found is not half as delicious as yours. .”

My mother quickly picked one up and took a bite, "Really? Your dad's private kitchen must be a chef, I can still have his delicious food?"

"No, no, no," Shao Hanye shook his head, "He cooks well, but it's just too perfect. Every process is precisely controlled, and the final dish lacks a sense of home."

Mom gradually believed it.

"Why else would I be hooked by Auntie's dishes on the first day I came here, and I would feel uncomfortable if I didn't eat a meal." Shao Hanye sighed, "To tell you the truth, although my family has a lot of money, but There's really no one who can calm down, or spare the time, to cook me a home-cooked meal."

"It doesn't taste like home, Auntie." Shao Hanye took another piece, "Just like today's fried lotus root. Once you look at it and bite into it, you can immediately taste the taste of home and feel your heart."

"Oh!" Mom was a little excited, she looked at Dad, "Really? Sheng Guo, do you think the food at home is delicious too?"

The father, who was buried in his meal and was called by name, hurriedly replied with "um, ah," "Yeah, Xiao Shao, you have good language skills, and you just spoke my heart."

"Drink a bowl of porridge, it will be cold in a while." Jiang Heng added a spoonful to Shao Hanye's bowl, but it was not much more, just to remind him, it's okay, just shut up and eat.

Shao Hanye smiled at Jiang Heng, picked up the bowl, and took a few sips.

After drinking, just as he was about to turn the empty bowl upside down, he saw Jiang Heng glance at him coldly.

"Wrong." Shao Hanye put down the bowl properly.

Jiang Heng ignored him, got up and went back to the house to change his school uniform.

In the car, Jiang Heng fastened his seat belt, "Give me your review. There will be a meeting in the self-study student union in the morning, and Director Xu will also go. I just give it to him together."

"If I told you--" Shao Hanye was about to start fooling around.

Jiang Heng took out two copies from his schoolbag, "It's okay if you didn't write it, I prepared one for you."

Shao Hanye brought the two copies of the self-criticism and checked the handwriting. Not only could it not be seen that it was written by the same person, but it was somewhat similar to his handwriting.

"You, have you learned my calligraphy?" Shao Hanye looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Jiang Heng coughed lightly, "I didn't study it specially, so I just watched it a few more times."

"Just take a few more glances~" Shao Hanye shook the self-criticism in his hands, "To be able to look like this, does the 'ji' have to be appended with at least four zeros at the end?"

Jiang Heng was also a little guilty, "Didn't you say that you won't tease me outside in the future?"

"Huh?" Shao Hanye looked at the driver seat in front of him, "Ah, yes."

Shao Hanye, who had obtained the exclusive sense of intimacy, was in a good mood, "I was wrong just now, sorry."

"Yeah." Jiang Heng smiled.

He did have a little trouble explaining it, because he did learn it, and he learned it very happily.

The author has something to say:

Shao Hanye: "You learn my characters? Tell me! Do you like me!"

Jiang Heng: "I really like your... words."

Thanks for comments and favorites!bow!See you tomorrow night~

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Note: [1] "How the Steel Was Tempered" is a novel written by the former Soviet writer Nikolai Ostrovsky.