Bian Nan stood outside the study door, holding his hand up, not sure whether he should knock on the door or turn around and walk away first.

My dad didn't know what he said, but the aunt sighed: "Xiaonan has no ambition since he was a child. She grew up playing tricks. Follow Bian Hao to concentrate on learning management... or take the exam to get into a university..."

"How could he go to college? He even went to a physical school and didn't like to play tennis," his father said in a low voice. "I just wanted to do something for him, which is better than messing around all day long."

"Then there must be a process," the aunt said softly.

Bian Nan knocked gently on the study door and shouted: "Dad?"

"Come in." Dad responded inside.

Bian Nan pushed open the door, and the aunt sat on the sofa. When she saw him coming in, she smiled: "I'm talking to your dad about you. Just listen to your opinion when you come."

"What...thing?" Bian Nan stood against the bookcase.

"You are about to graduate, and it's time to have an internship during the New Year," my dad said slowly while making tea, "I'll discuss with your aunt, look at you... How about going to a logistics company and following Bian Hao to exercise first?"

"Dad," Bian Nan looked at his dad, then looked at his aunt, lowered his head and remained silent for a while, "Bian Hao and I... stayed together... I guess... he couldn't agree."

"He has no objection," the aunt smiled. "I asked him about this, and he agreed."

Bian Nan was stunned for a moment. He thought that the aunt's proposal was a temporary idea, but he had already talked with Bian Hao.

And Bian Hao has no objection yet?

Of course he had no objection. The logistics company had already handed over to Bian Hao. He had the final say in everything. He would be a soldier when he went there. What would Bian Hao have to do?

It's no different from being able to find it when you come to the door, and it can also relieve Bian Hao's boredom...

"I know you are worried that you will not get along with Bian Hao," my dad took a sip of tea, "but work is work, so this should not have any impact."

"I...Dad, I..." Bian Nan felt a little powerless. He rarely discussed anything with his father and aunt at home. Even if he had, he had never given any objections. Now he was not mentally prepared to speak suddenly. He actually found that his courage, which was not very abundant, was disappearing quickly, "I..."

"Hmm? Just say anything if you have any ideas." Dad looked at him.

He never felt stressed like he was at home, outside, in school, in front of his classmates and friends, and he felt nervous and uncomfortable every move.

Now facing my dad and aunt, his whole body was a little hot and itchy like needles, and he was so uncomfortable that he always wanted to jump into the bathtub to soak.

After a long period of silence, when his courage was about to be evaporated by the tension, Bian Nan gritted his teeth: "Can I not go to the logistics company?"

"Don't go?" the aunt frowned, "Why? Learn first, learn, and know what it is like to go out of society, otherwise what can you do?"

Bian Nan opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

Although the aunt's words were not very nice, he could not refute them.

What can he do?

He really can't do anything.

He knows nothing except tennis he doesn't like, and knows nothing...

He was immediately discouraged. The fact that he had always known but never thought about it was once again placed in front of him.

Bian Nan, you are a useless waste.

"Think about it again," Dad saw his entanglement, stood up and walked to him and patted his shoulder, "Your aunt and I are also thinking about it for you. Tell me what you want to have."

"Then I... think about it," Bian Nan said with some difficulty. He didn't know what was wrong with him, so he thought to leave the study room soon and leave the sight of his father and aunt. "I'll go back to the room first."

After saying this, he turned around and walked out of the study room. After closing the door of the study room, he remembered that he forgot to say the proposal that Lao Jiang gave him.

He hesitated for a few seconds, and finally went downstairs.

Bian Nan, you are so fucking unpromising!

It's fucking useless!

As soon as he got off the floor and turned into the corridor, Bian Nan saw Bian Xinyu walking back and forth outside his room door.

"Ah!" Bian Xinyu was startled when she saw him coming downstairs, "You are not in the house!"

"Is there something wrong?" Bian Nan walked over, opened the door of the room, and looked back at Bian Xinyu.

"Can..." Bian Xinyu looked over the stairs and pushed him, "Go in and talk."

Bian Nan is not in the mood to deal with Bian Xinyu now. He is surrounded by irritability and annoyance from the inside out. After entering the room, he sat next to the table without looking at Bian Xinyu, just standing there.

"Actually, I'm fine. I just want to ask if Qiu Yi is fine, whether my father is making things difficult for him today, and whether he has said anything to others. I called Qiu Yi and he didn't answer." Bian Xinyu probably became nervous and nervous. After saying the words in a series, he was silent.

"No." Bian Nan answered several questions from Bian Xinyu with two words.

Bian Xinyu frowned: "What's your attitude!"

"Qiu Yi is fine. Dad didn't make things difficult for him today, nor did he talk nonsense to him. I don't know why he didn't answer the phone," Bian Nan looked at her, "Is this okay?"

Bian Xinyu slapped his desk and shouted: "Do you think I have to beg you!"

"I didn't think it." Bian Nan said.

Bian Xinyu glared at him, turned around and rushed out, entered his room, and threw it hard onto the door.

Bian Nan sighed, went over and closed the door, went into the bathroom and took a shower. He threw himself on the bed without wearing any clothes and closed his eyes.

"You are not going back yet?" Qiu Yi looked at Shen Tao sitting under the grape trellis with his head tilted, "I'm going to sleep, so sleepy."

"Lights to appreciate," Shen Tao smiled and picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. "Don't drive me away. I'm not going to have a good talk with you after you come out."

"Let's chat after going to school." Qiu Yi sat down on the recliner opposite him, leaning against the back of the chair and gently shook it.

"Have you basically decided on the internship on board?" Shen Tao asked.

"Well, the domestic trade ship is pretty good, the conditions are OK, it won't take that long," Qiu Yi lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. "A real trip to the second treasure, which is ten days and half a month, is probably going to make a fuss."

"What about something else?" Shen Tao also lit a cigarette.

"What else?" Qiu Yi looked at him.

Shen Tao frowned, raised his hand to pull away the smoke in front of him, and cleared his throat: "Just... and Bian Nan, I'll see if you two... are... pretty good?"

"Ah." Qiu Yi responded without saying anything else.

"Ah, a ghost," Shen Tao muttered in a low voice, "If you don't like to talk, don't talk."

Qiu Yi smiled, neither of them spoke again.

Shen Tao was drinking tea in small sips, while Qiu Yi kept shaking on the recliner.

The weather was already cold, and the coldness at night could easily penetrate the coat. Shen Tao was drinking tea while burning water, and only the first three mouthfuls were hot.

After sitting for more than half an hour, he couldn't bear it anymore and stood up: "I'll leave."

Qiu Yi didn't say anything. He leaned over and looked at it, and found that Qiu Yi was already sleeping in the chair.

"You're going to catch a cold." Shen Tao pulled his coat and ran into the toilet.

When he came out of the toilet, Qiu Yi still had no movement in his previous position. Shen Tao wanted to wake him up and go back to sleep. As soon as his hand touched his arm, Qiu Yi suddenly sat upright from the recliner.

"Scared you?" Shen Tao was startled and quickly withdrew his hand.

Qiu Yi stared at her eyes, panting a little hard. After a while, she turned her face and looked at him: "Are you leaving?"

"Well, are you okay?" Shen Tao stared at him.

"It's okay," Qiu Yi supported his knees with his elbows, lowered his head, rubbed his hands on his face, paused for a moment before speaking softly, "I'm dreaming."

Shen Tao didn't say anything, he leaned back into the recliner and closed his eyes: "I dreamed of my mother."

Shen Tao sighed and reached out to pat his shoulder: "Do you want me to sing a lullaby for you?"

"Get out," Qiu Yi laughed, stood up and stretched, "You go back, there will be no car in a while."

"Then I'll leave," Shen Tao turned around and walked towards the gate of the yard, took two steps and stopped, and turned around to look at him, "Qiu Yi, I'm not talking about someone behind my back. You can think clearly about Bian Nan."

"Hmm?" Qiu Yi looked at him.

"He is different from you after all. It would be impossible for him to get a girlfriend together before," said Shen Tao. "Do you understand what I mean? I am not saying that others are not good, I am trying to say that he is now in a daze and impulse, and may not be like this when he wakes up in the future."

"I'm talking a lot," Qiu Yi packed the cup on the table, "I know."

"Do you really know? You don't seem to know this now," Shen Tao smiled, "Don't bother me..."

Qiu Yi didn't say anything, turned his head and looked at him.

"Okay, that's quite annoying," Shen Tao pushed open the gate and walked out, "Let's go."

Qiu Yi stood in front of the table for a long time, lit another cigarette, squatted by the pool and finished smoking before sighing softly.

After washing up, when he walked into the inner room, Qiu Yan turned over and rolled into the middle of the bed, lifting the quilt aside.

He went over and pulled the quilt, took two small blankets, and piled one on both sides of Qiu Yan's body to prevent him from rolling around again.

Although he was very sleepy before, Meng and Shen Tao's words were quite refreshing. He is no longer sleepy and sits at the table.

The little clay man who was stuck by Bian Nan was still on the table. Because Bian Nan's repair skills were too inferior, he did not ask Bian Nan to take him home, and planned to make up for it again.

Cultivating this is not a difficult task for Qiu Yi. After adjusting the soil, he repaired the gap in a short while.

Just fill in the color tomorrow.

The cell phone rang, and Bian Nan's text message.

Can't sleep.
To be continued...