The Flustering Sound of the Pipa from the Hallway

"I'll start going to another place for a while tomorrow, and the son will arrange new tasks for me."

Meng Xintang paused and frowned somewhat disapprovingly. When he could n’t stand him talking, Jiang Yanxiao said, “Uncle, do n’t worry, I ’m fine, and you know, I ca n’t relax. The teacher ’s business ... I understand, we ca n’t change anything, but at least everyone Believe in the teacher. "

She took the paper towel that Shen Shiyan handed over and wiped her hands.

"Whatever they want to do, I'll do it for them."

There was no indignation or determination in her eyes, some were firm and bright.

In fact, in a short meeting time, Shen Shiyan has acknowledged Jiang Yanxiao's excellence, even if she puts aside IQ, she is also excellent. But it wasn't until she heard this sentence and saw her expression at this time that Shen Shiyan really understood where the child was admirable—this was not a rhetoric that she made after being stimulated, but just a sentence Ordinary expression.

On the way back to Jiang Yanxiao, Shen Shiyan also felt that this boring dessert was worth eating.

Jiang Yanxiao received a call from Shen Xihui. When Meng Xintang heard her apologize, she answered a few more words. When she hung up the phone, Meng Xintang also said a few words to her, telling her not to leave other people indifferent next time.

Unexpectedly, Shen Shiyan fell asleep. Meng Xintang sent Jiang Yanxiao to the doorstep of the house and watched her enter the unit door before turning out of the community. Shen Shiyan never woke up, he drove around Beijing City.

After looking around the watch for a while, I found that it was already 3:30 in the afternoon. When passing by a restaurant, his empty stomach yelled twice. Meng Xintang suddenly remembered that they didn't have lunch at all.

I ran around for a day, but I haven't taken care of the food. This is a mistake Meng Xintang never made. He moved his gaze to Shen Shiyan's face and shook his head with a bitter smile. How could this get more wrong?

About a quarter of an hour later, Shen Shiyan slowly opened her eyes. He seemed to react for a while before clearing his throat, saying "Sorry", and then asking Jiang Yanxiao where he was going.

Meng Xintang had stopped the car. He looked at Shen Shiyan with a smile, and said sarcastically, "I'm really awful, I'm so sorry for you, I forgot to take you to dinner."

Shen Shiyan also laughed. He rubbed his face and sat upright.

"It's okay, I also forgot. But I ate a dessert, but I'm not hungry, are you?" Shen Shiyan teased, "You have almost nothing, aren't you hungry?"

"I really don't feel hungry." Meng Xintang remembered the way he had accompanied Jiang Yanxiao to eat dessert one plate at a time, and couldn't help laughing, "Would you be uncomfortable eating so much?"

Shen Shiyan touched his belly and answered honestly: "It's a bit tired, but I actually want to vomit when I eat the third plate."

Meng Xintang smiled while holding the steering wheel: "Then you still have food."

"You can't really let her eat it all the time, and the little girl is in a bad mood and wants to vent. Someone who accompanies eating will do more with less."

Meng Xintang thought about it, but it was such a rationale, but he had not considered such a problem before. He thought that Shen Shiyan should be a person who knows the minds of others, including girls, of course.

"What are you thinking?"

Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking, Shen Shiyan asked.

"I was thinking ... you will find a good girl to spend your life with."

A personable and considerate man should be the object of admiration for many girls.

Shen Shiyan just took off his glasses and wiped it with a piece of paper. He heard this, but looked up at Meng Xintang and smiled.

When he put on his glasses again and Meng Xintang had started the car again, he casually said, "I don't think I can find it."

"Huh?" Meng Xintang didn't understand.

Shen Shiyan turned her head and looked at his eyes motionless.

"I like men."

Chapter Six

There was a flash of blankness in Meng Xintang's mind, as if he was slapped on the face with a sudden làng head, his thoughts were flooded. But the impact on him was not the five words "I like men", but Shen Shiyan's attitude.

He was still driving, and had only a quick glance at Shen Shiyan-still smirking, behind the round glasses, there were calm and cunning eyes.

Shen Shiyan did not continue to talk about this topic. He did not ask Meng Xintang if he felt strange, nor did he ask whether Meng Xintang would accept it. He only changed the player after obtaining his consent, as if what happened just now is a trivial episode, and when he got there, he just mentioned it casually.

At the next crossing, Meng Xintang finally realized the attitude of Shen Shiyan's casual words-this is my love, not a major event, and has nothing to do with others.

There was music flowing in the car. It was an English song Meng Xintang hadn't heard. Shen Shiyan hummed gently, and the rhythm came slowly. He stared at the **** in front of him for a moment, turned his head and said softly, "Will it be hard to fall in love with a man?"

He snorted in a low voice, and Shen Shiyan didn't think he would ask like this, surprised to see how much he looked into him. He held up a hand, leaned his head on the window frame, thought for a few seconds and said, "Fortunately, if it's not hard in terms of love, but in reality, it may produce a lot of unhappiness."

Meng Xintang's love experience is poor and never touches the field of "same **** love". But despite Chao Gang, he can still roughly imagine the worldliness that "they" will face in his brief description.

Almost, if it wasn't for his habit of snooping on the privacy of others, Meng Xintang would have to ask the following questions. So, have you ever had a boyfriend before? What about now?

The small alley could not get in, and Meng Xintang parked his large off-road vehicle at the alley. After Shen Shiyan got out of the car, she smoothed out the slightly wrinkled cushion. He held the door but didn't mean to close it.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Shiyan tilted her head and sat up again.

"I still want to ask you why you asked me the question I just asked?"

They talked a lot along the way, but it is worth asking by Shen Shiyan this way, I am afraid that is the only one. Meng Xintang extinguished the fire and had a long talk posture.

"Just guessing, you may have worked hard."

He didn't believe that someone could be born with such a petty personality, not afraid of foreign objects, Shen Shiyan lived too free and easy, almost free of age. And he always believed that the formation of all personalities and thoughts is related to what one sees and experiences, whether it is joy or pain to see and experience.

"It's not hard work, I don't have much love experience, and I haven't announced it to the world with great fanfare, so I don't know much about the difference between the same **** and the opposite sex." Very chic. "

Meng Xintang is puzzled: "What?"

"Few people know that a person is gay. The first sentence is to ask him if he has worked hard." Shen Shiyan looked at him all the time, wondering if it was an illusion. Meng Xintang felt that Shen Shiyan was here. The smile was not so elegant and alienated, took off some fairy, and wrapped in some human touch.

"You can call me when you pick the piano. I will help you choose your nails and books by the way."

After speaking, Shen Shiyan really got out of the car and waved at him in front of the car.

Meng Xintang didn't move in the car. He watched Shen Shiyan slowly walk away, and occasionally greeted neighbors who passed by. Then, Shen Shiyan in the field of vision suddenly deflected the course and turned into a shop in the Hutong. He looked over his head and found it to be a flower shop.