don't stick with me

Chapter 21 Difficult Students

After entering the apartment, Jiang Peizhi remained silent, and Wen Kuo remained silent, as if he was playing a game.

Wen Kuo felt sulking when leaning against the sand, but suddenly, Jiang Peizhi stood up and walked over.

"What are you doing?"

The other party hugged him into his arms: "Don't talk, close your eyes."

I don't know how long it took, but Wen Kuo's sensations all over his body changed, and he knew it changed back again.

He pushed the person away almost immediately and got angry, but before he could speak, Jiang Peizhi preempted the attack:

"I came out in a hurry, and made up a nonsense excuse. Aunt Lin should be quite worried. I'll take you back."

Listen, listen, what did you say? This is, he was slapped for no reason, and now you are chasing him?

Wen Kuo pressed the corner of his mouth and went straight to the bed. He took out his mobile phone and sent a voice message to Lin Qingqing: "Mom, Jiang Peizhi is drunk. I'll take care of him. I won't be going home tonight." Start to play tricks with the quilt:

"Grandpa will sleep here tonight, throw me out if you have the ability."

Of course Jiang Peizhi wouldn't throw him out, he sank into the sofa, his long legs bent, and looked at the young master who was so angry on the bed.

"I remember you said you hated me so much, so why don't you go home?"

His voice was very low, a little hoarse, and he couldn't tell what emotion it was, and he didn't know if he was serious or deliberately joking.

Wen Kuo choked up for a moment: "Then I'm not...why are you bringing up old accounts? I don't even bother you. Are you being too stingy... besides..."

He now feels like an adult who makes a crying child bewildered. He doesn't know where to start to comfort him. Wen Kuo sat up from the bed, scratched his hair in boredom, and said "besides".

There was a smile on Jiang Peizhi's lips, but his voice was still hoarse and deep: "Besides what?"

"Besides... besides, the relationship between people will not change. When I first came to No. [-] Middle School, I was quite annoyed by Zhao Jiaxu. I thought he was busy and could beep. Don't I like him very much now? I can't." Learn a little bit."

"Learn it?"

"Learn not to hate you."

After Wen Kuo finished speaking, he suddenly fell silent. He put his elbows on his knees, and added in the silence and silence of the room: "Learn to like you."

"Yeah." An "hm" with an obvious smile came into Wen Kuo's ears.

He raised his head suddenly, and found that Jiang Peizhi's bastard was smiling more happily than anyone else.

Wen Kuo: "???"

Although Young Master Wen can usually bluff and look like he has a bad temper, his heart is softer than anyone else. Just now, he felt sorry for Jiang Peizhi from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to comfort him, but he seemed to be slipped away when he turned around. Can you live with that face?Surely not.

"What's wrong with you, Jiang Peizhi, I..."

"Thank you."

Young Master Wen became dumb again.

"My Omega father is undergoing rehabilitation recently. If you want, I will take you to see him this Saturday."

Wen Kuo curled up his hands lightly, and after a while, he let go again, and he said, "Okay."

Wen Kuo successfully stayed here that night, but Jiang Peizhi didn't say anything, and he didn't ask anything about Jiang Yanke and Cheng Xingyi. The young master is still very understanding, and he will try to avoid those who are easy to reveal. As for the scars, after all, it is different from before, and occasionally there will still be some cautiousness that cannot be concealed.

But not offensive, and kinda cute.

In the afternoon of the next day, Wen Kuo received an overdue notification on his mobile phone that "the transfer was not received in time", and the 600 yuan was returned to him in the original form. Wen Kuo buried his head under the table, frowning and thinking about whether the money was Jiang Pei I don't know if I didn't accept it on purpose or forgot to accept it. If I didn't accept it on purpose and then turned it back, it would probably be annoying again, but what if I forgot.

Wen Kuo has never forgotten that Jiang Yanke said yesterday that Jiang Peizhi threw away the card given by his family, so doesn't Jiang Peizhi now have no source of income?

He felt that Jiang Peizhi's character must be the kind of master who would rather starve to death than say that he has no money.

Depend on.

Young master Wen made up his mind about Jiang Peizhi spending 600 yuan in living expenses and could only eat dirt secretly in the apartment. Suddenly he felt that it was unreasonable for him to go out without a mobile phone and ask others to pay for it. He buried it under the table for a while, Finally decided to change the euphemistic way.

"Jiang Pei knows."

Wen Kuo stretched out his hand to take out a book from the belly of the table while calling for someone, and his movements were smooth: "I suddenly remembered."

Jiang Peizhi raised his eyebrows. Naturally, he didn't know that the young master had so much drama in his heart, but he was just curious about what he "suddenly" thought of.

"My mother asked me to call you to come to my house for dinner some time ago, do you remember? On the night of our first class dinner, my last mobile phone was confiscated and I didn't contact my mother in time. You told her for me That time." Wen Kuo especially

Emphatically emphasized some time ago, for fear that Jiang Peizhi might misunderstand that the purpose of this meal was not pure.

"remember."

"How about today, my aunt comes back today and eats hot pot at home, she probably wants to see you too."

Jiang Peizhi: "..."

In fact, he didn't really want to meet Aunt Kuo, because every time he met, he would lose half his life.

"Come? I happen to have a question to ask you." Wen Kuo looked into his eyes very seriously, and there was some hesitation in his mouth, as if as long as he refused, he could find a bunch of reasons to persuade him.

"Ah."

Wen Kuo was instantly happy: "Master Jiang is happy, is there anything you should not eat? Let me tell my mother."

"No, just like you."

Wen Kuo made an OK gesture, and buried his hair to send the message.

Master Wen's big plan to care for "difficult students" has achieved a staged victory, and his tail is almost up to the sky. Even Lin Yang can tell at a glance that he is in a good mood. Being stunned caused him to disperse more than a dozen emotions. Looking at the mountains is the righteousness of the family and the country, and looking at the water is homesickness and yearning for people, and the answer came out.

Lin Yang commented: "There are no skills, it's all about emotion, keep it up."

Jiang Peizhi felt that Wen Kuo had some kind of talent in it, but after going home with Wen Kuo at night, he realized that it was not talent, but inheritance, because the whole Wen family was very emotional.

Lin Susu was more excited to see the two of them than to meet her own boyfriend. She wanted to play with them together. Wen Kuo beat Lin Qingqing in the kitchen, and Lin Susu shouted in the living room at the top of her voice:

"Little nephew, little nephew, take a photo of me and Jiang Jiang."

As soon as Lin Susu finished speaking, a golden retriever ran down upstairs with a "Wow", exactly the same as the dog on Wen Kuo's head portrait.

The dog rushed to the edge of the sofa, Lin Susu patted the dog's head and smiled, "Oh, I forgot, it's also called Jiang Jiang."

Jiang Peizhi: "..."

In the end, Lin Susu took a photo with Jiang Jiang No. [-] and Jiang Jiang No. [-]. On the screen of the mobile phone, the golden retriever was lying at Lin Susu's feet. Same.

Wen Kuo was dying of laughter, but Lin Susu was very satisfied. She sat cross-legged on the sofa and sighed: "I have never seen an Alpha who is more handsome than you, baby. Auntie is not bad. Auntie can wake up with a smile in her dreams. Thank you." , male Bodhisattva, of course it will make my aunt happier if she can see her abdominal muscles."

Jiang Peizhi smiled politely: "For sure next time."

The bystander, Wen Kuo, said in his heart that it had to be his aunt. Sure enough, he had a thick skin enough to restrain Jiang Peizhi, but he was still not high enough to flirt with Jiang Peizhi.

During the meal, Lin Susu still chose to chatter and pick people's underwear, saying that Jiang Pei knew that he had eight abdominal muscles, and finally his mother Lin Qingqing also joined the battlefield, following Lin Susu to bully the juniors, while urging his father Exercise more, because he thinks that he has become a blessing in middle age, his father is not convinced, and wants to drag Jiang Pei Zhibi's figure, in the end Wen Kuo couldn't stand it anymore, so he saved the game.

Jiang Peizhi felt like sitting on pins and needles during the meal, facing such a table of enthusiastic elders, bking like Jiang Peizhi was also like a rabbit that fell into a wolf's den.

So, don't mess with middle-aged people.

After returning to the bedroom at night, the elders still didn’t forget to knock on the door in turn to say good night. Wen Kuo took Lin Qingqing’s two cups of hot milk and urged his mother to go to bed early or she would get wrinkles easily. thought.

Wen Kuo put the milk on the table, then collapsed on the big bed.

"It's hard for you, Master Jiang, I didn't think carefully, so I must avoid my aunt next time."

Jiang Peizhi was looking at his mobile phone on the chair by the desk, and raised his eyes when he heard this: "It's more realistic to urge your little uncle to develop eight-pack abs."

After hearing this, Wen Kuo really thought about the feasibility of this plan seriously. After thinking about it for a while, he asked, "Then let me learn from you, Master Jiang, where do you usually practice? My uncle recommends it."

Jiang Peizhi said in a calm voice, "Boxing gym."

Wen Kuo came alive: "You are so busy with your senior year studies, do you still have time to go to the boxing gym? Master of time management, you."

Jiang Peizhi was typing on the phone with his fingers, and after typing, he showed him an interface, which was a transfer message, and a person named "PW" in the note transferred [-] to him.

Wen Kuo: "???"

"Accompaniment."

Wen Kuo jumped off the bed: "Are you going to the boxing gym to be a punching bag?"

"..." Jiang Pei was convinced.

Wen Kuo came over and sat down on the table with one hand: "No, few people should be able to beat you." Wen Kuo thought for a while and suddenly realized another thing: "So you have a source of income?"

Jiang Peizhi: "?"

Wen Kuo said that he was bald, so he could only bite the bullet and explain: "Yesterday I heard Uncle Jiang say that you threw away the card at home, and I thought..."

"You thought I had no money to live on, so you came up with an excuse to let me come to your house for dinner."

Wen Kuo was exposed and embarrassed to say anything.

When the chair clicked, Jiang Peizhi stood up, and then propped up his long arms on the table, and surrounded the young master who was sitting unruly. Jiang Peizhi smiled and said:

"I said, Young Master Wen, it's the 21st century, can I starve to death or what?"

Wen Kuo was taken aback by his sudden approach, and shrank his neck back: "Then how could I have thought that you are so capable, and your life is richer than mine. Unfortunately, I have been thinking about 600 yuan. And you."

Jiang Peizhi looked at him seriously, with a smile in his eyes: "I worry a lot. Even if I don't go to the boxing gym, I still have competition bonuses. The bonuses are on my card, and it's not the card given by Jiang Yanke." Pei Zhi knocked on him: "If you have the time, you might as well practice your spoken English more and come back with a first prize, eh? Master."

Wen Kuo: "..."

"I want you to manage."

His tone was fierce, but his ears were red.

Jiang Pei didn't know if he was teasing him: "Wen Kuo, thank you."

The young master still stuck his neck: "...Thank me for what, I didn't do anything."

"Thank you, too."

Thank you for caring and being so cute.

After that day, Wen Kuo and Jiang Peizhi got along much more naturally. After all, Jiang Peizhi was not the kind of "difficult student" he thought. It's just a string of zeros, not to mention his part-time fee of [-] yuan for an hour of sparring in the boxing gym, Wen Kuo is concerned that he has no money to eat, it's just... just full.

After he had no worries, he studied English for a few days. The main reason was that what Jiang Peizhi said that day stimulated him a bit. The first prize, it is not hopeless for him to work hard. If there is no major problem, half of the admission letter from Peking University is in my hand, but it must be different to win the first prize of the Huaiwai Cup. No one will refuse the icing on the cake.

On Saturday, Jiang Peizhi took him to the hospital to see Cheng Xingyi as promised. Before going, Wen Kuo was a little nervous, after all, he was an elder whom he hadn't seen for several years, but after meeting him, the feeling disappeared.

Because Cheng Xingyi seems to have... some mental problems.

He was lying in the white ward, just staring out the window blankly, Cheng Xingyi's facial features were not very similar to Jiang Peizhi's, but they had a common aura that Wen Kuo couldn't describe.

Jiang Peizhi sat by the bed and called softly, "Dad."

Cheng Xingyi didn't respond, as if there was something particularly interesting outside the window that was attracting his attention, Wen Kuo put down the things in his hands, walked over lightly, and said in a low voice:

"Uncle Cheng, I'm Wen Kuo."

The person on the hospital bed only reacted a little when he heard the voice. He turned his head and moved his lips.

But Wen Kuo only noticed Cheng Xingyi's exposed skin, which was covered with shocking scars.

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Lord Jiang!It is Almighty!He is the most handsome!