chapter 40

More than an hour later, Huo Xichen met Qu Sien at a coffee shop on the street far away from Jiang Weicheng's apartment.

He has no plans to let Qu Sien know yet. He knows very well that with his current situation, he is not enough to stand beside Jiang Weicheng and block all objections and doubts for her.

He didn't know whether Qu Si'en had any thoughts about Jiang Weicheng, but he had always had it before, and he allowed him to have a unilateral relationship for two years. At least he was Bai Yueguang's type.

With men's urine and sex, what you don't get is always the best.

He and Jiang Weicheng have not yet entered a stable relationship, so they naturally have to be careful in everything.

Qu Si'en came here partly for business and partly for personal reasons. He has a friend of about ten years who will come to S city for a stay in the near future. Because of his special work habits, he doesn't want to stay in a hotel. He wants to stay in the suburbs next to the mountains.

Rent a villa on the water.

It happened that he was coming over in the next few days, so he planned to take care of the matter for him personally.

After all, he has learned how picky that person is.

"So, what you mean is that I don't have to worry about you anymore? And -"

He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the bank payment record of a certain card, "Did you call me these two amounts of money? One payment in July and the same payment in August. Why, I didn't get it last time

Take the card you gave me and you’ll give me this set?”

"Don't think too much about it. I worked part-time as a model in S City for a while and earned a lot of money. My tuition and living expenses are enough. This is to honor you."

He said matter-of-factly, "I'm going to be nineteen soon. It's time to become independent when I'm abroad."

Although everything the other party said made sense, Qu Si'en always felt that this kid didn't tell him the truth.

He sighed inwardly and blamed himself. After adopting him in his early years, he didn't take much care of him. He left all his food, sleep and illness to his aunt. He always thought that he had taken him home and given him good material treatment.

Totally enough.

It wasn't until the last time the two of them talked and he figured out the real reason why he transferred to another school in his freshman year of high school that he felt that he had failed as a father.

At that time, he had always known in his heart that Huo Xichen had no blood relationship with him, and was even the child born after his ex-girlfriend betrayed him. Although he did not hate him because he had not loved him for a long time, it was impossible to really regard him as his biological son.

To care and take care of that.

Huo Xichen, however, truly regarded him as his father. He cared about him far more deeply than he thought.

Every time he thinks about what he said last time because he "cares too much", his heart gets hot.

The late awakening of father's love echoed in Qu Si'en's heart. The boy across the table already had the figure and outline of a young man. He looked really good and had a superior height. He was a little proud in his heart.

He didn't stick to the previous topic, but changed the direction: "Then where do you live now?"

"A friend's house." Huo Xichen looked at him.

"Friends? Do you have any friends in S city? Do I know who they are? Is it convenient to live in his house? Will it affect others?"

He thought of the sticky kiss last night and the touch of his fingertips, and his eyebrows softened: "It's very convenient, she lives alone."

"Okay, if I have a chance to have dinner with him in two days, let me thank him."

"Besides, she's very busy."

Qu Si'en nodded and didn't ask any more questions, and then asked him about some subjects he chose.

He originally thought he would choose an art major, but in the end he actually chose psychology, and art was just his minor subject.

"Although this major is not popular, it is still good. Compared with painting, it is more practical. I have a dean who I know, and I can go there for an internship during the holidays and start as an assistant."

Huo Xichen didn't say anything. Most of the reason he chose psychology was because of his own childhood experience. Although art was only a minor subject, he valued it equally. He recently signed up for a competition.

This time it was an international competition, within the Asian region, and he wanted to try his own level.

Others can study while playing and spend four years in college easily, but he can't. Time is very precious to him, and he needs to grow up at double speed.

The two sat in the coffee shop for more than an hour. Qu Si'en knew that he still wanted to learn how to drive, so he let him go.

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Qu Si'en stayed in S city for about a week, and after finishing all his official and private matters, he planned to go back.

Before leaving, he once again mentioned that he wanted to invite his friend to have a meal together, but Huo Xichen naturally made excuses to refuse.

Qu Si'en also called him several times in the past few days, asking him to treat him to dinner, and even expressed his intention to buy some gifts and visit his friend to thank him, but without exception, Huo Xichen rejected them all.

Several times he called him at night and he didn't even answer.

So at this moment, Qu Si'en couldn't help but look at him suspiciously: "Could you and that friend of yours be... Xichen, actually the girl is pretty good.

I know, I always used to bring new girlfriends home in the past few years. I didn’t expect them to do one thing in front of me and another in front of you... Plus, your mother... But you really don’t want to do that because

This creates some kind of repulsive idea towards girls.”

Huo Xichen:......

"Dad-" He interrupted him expressionlessly, "I'm normal."

"I'm not saying that it's definitely abnormal to like boys, but you'd better think about it carefully. After all, this is a major event in life——"

"I like girls, not boys."

Qu Si'en looked at his expression and was still a little suspicious: "Really? Then why have you never had a girlfriend in so many years? There are quite a few girls around you, right?"

"Hurry up and get in, the plane is about to take off." He urged with an expressionless expression while inserting his pockets in his trouser pockets. "If you have time, go to the restaurant to eat early. Don't always get on the plane and find the food unpalatable."

"You brat." Qu Si'en muttered, but he could still hear concern from the other person's words. He laughed and walked in.

After Huo Xichen sent Qu Si'en away, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

It was already past four o'clock on Sunday afternoon, and it was impossible to go to Ocean Park at this time. He sighed.

The only thing that made him happy was that Qu Si'en had been in S city for a week and had never looked for Jiang Weicheng once. This showed that no matter what he had thought in his heart, at least now they were not even ordinary friends.

He opened WeChat and sent a message to Jiang Weicheng: I've finished sending my dad off, let's go have hot pot, I really want to eat hot pot today!

After a while, Jiang Weicheng sent a picture, which was his commonly used emoticon: [Cute applauding bear Tiantian]

He knew at a glance that she was drawing a design. He was so inspired that he didn't have time to reply to the message, so he replied with an emoticon.

He sent her a voice message: "I'm coming back now. It will take more than an hour to arrive. You can work first. We will go to dinner at six o'clock. If you want to eat, tell me and I will bring it back to you."

Jiang Weicheng: [Nod hard, Xiong Tiantian]

He looked at the cute and sweet little bear in the picture and smiled softly.

***

Jiang Weicheng naturally knew about Qu Si'en's coming to S city, and she felt a little embarrassed. She always felt like she had kidnapped his young and tender son.

She originally thought that if the other party called and wanted to catch up on old times and have a meal, she would definitely decline.

It would be so embarrassing if we didn't meet, but if we did meet...so it's better not to meet.

Now that the other party didn't send her a message the whole time, she felt relaxed.

She was very busy this week, leaving early and coming back late. When she realized what she was doing, she found traces of Huo Xichen's life everywhere in the apartment.

When she was changing her shoes, she found that there were three more pairs of sneakers of the same style and different colors in the shoe cabinet.

She went to the bathroom and found razors, foam bottles and toners neatly arranged, and next to them there was a glass box specifically for his earrings, earrings, rings and bracelets.

She walked into his bedroom and found that the wardrobe was hung with clothes from all seasons, and there were computers and various books on the table by the window.

She went to the living room and found these half-finished sketches scattered on the floor by the window, and his painting tools were placed on the wooden table on one side.

Little by little, he moved all the things he had left in the hotel.

Jiang Weicheng later called the hotel to inquire, and sure enough he heard that he had checked out.

She couldn't laugh or cry, and wanted to speak several times, but then she thought that he would have to live in the school dormitory as soon as September came, and he would only be with her on weekends.

Moreover, the hotel is fine for transition, but it is really inconvenient to stay there for a long time, even if you want to make your own food, do laundry, etc.

The most important thing is that there is no sense of belonging.

She knew that he was greedy for this sense of belonging and security, and besides the fact that he did a little too much to her on the first night he came over, he learned to "enough is enough" in the following days, which was actually showing weakness.

So, in the end, she didn't ask anything. Instead, she opened an area in the living room and bought him a table for painting in front of the large bookcase near the southwest corner. She also bought an easel, paints, sketchbooks and the like to put on it.

.

Huo Xichen came back late that day, and was stunned for a while when he saw the things she bought for him. He stood and stared at them for a long time, so long that she couldn't help but walked over: "What's wrong with you?"

She held his hand, but he turned his head to avoid looking at her.

Jiang Weicheng looked at him and didn't ask any more questions. He reached out and gently rubbed the young man's black hair: "Although the apartment is only for rent, I signed a two-year lease. Within two years,

, this is home.”

She paused and spoke in a gentler voice, "As long as you want it, this is your home."

The young man still stubbornly tilted his head and refused to look at her, but his fingers tightened on hers, so hard, as if a person who had been drowning for a long time had finally grasped the driftwood, and once he held it, he would die and would not let go.

.

Jiang Weicheng turned his head and saw his red eyes in the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling window glass.

She knew that he was probably thinking about the past again.

Jiang Weicheng felt a little distressed, so she didn't continue talking. She just put her arms around his waist and leaned her weight on him. Sure enough, after just a moment, he hugged him back.

She heard his choked voice above her head: "You must always be so good to me..." After a pause, he added, "I will also be very, very good to you."

He can no longer live without her. If one day she doesn't like him anymore and she doesn't want him anymore...even he doesn't know what he will do.

When you are young, your emotions are always as hot as fire. If you like someone, you will move forward without hesitation, even if you let yourself sink into the dust.

To be honest, she was the one who fell in love with He Wen first, and she was the one who pursued him, but in terms of the depth of emotions, she really couldn't compare to Huo Xichen. She could feel his increasingly turbulent emotions, which made people tremble.

huge waves.

But she, who was always rational, had no idea of ​​retreating.

Even though he was at the center of the tsunami, he didn't want to avoid it at all. He just wanted to reach out and hug the young man in front of him tighter.

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To be continued...