"Let me tell you, our family lives a bit out of the way, and it will take a while to get there." Jiang Liangchen walked in front of him, talking to himself, waiting for Song Ziyu's answer, Song Ziyu's whisper, she probably didn't hear it. She turned her head with a light smile on the corner of her mouth, especially in the sunlight. Song Ziyu panicked for a moment. His face grew redder.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you so red? Jiang Liangchen asked suspiciously, walked up to him and touched his forehead, "Did you suffer from heat stroke?" Jiang Liangchen guessed, "Liang, Liangchen, it's only March now...... How can it be heat stroke? "Song Ziyu's voice is like a mosquito humming." I'll call you a little stutter in the future! Jiang Liangchen said with a smile.

"Why?" Song Ziyu looked up and asked her puzzled, "Because of ah......" Jiang Liangchen hung his appetite, "Because of what?" Song Ziyu was a little anxious.

"Because you always stutter when you talk, hahahaha." Jiang Liangchen smiled without an image, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth. "Okay, okay." Song Ziyu lowered his head and said sullenly, "I'm just too nervous, I don't usually do this." Song Ziyu explained in a very small voice. Hahaha, I know! Jiang Liangchen was still laughing, "No, don't laugh." They walked to the acacia tree, and Jiang Liangchen was still laughing. Song Ziyu was very dissatisfied and didn't let her laugh.

"Little stammer, my house is coming!" Jiang Liangchen finally stopped laughing. Said to him. "Hmm!" Song Ziyu nodded, "Your family is so familiar here......" Song Ziyu said as he looked around. "Really?" Jiang Liangchen disagreed, and led him to the corner.

They walked to the corner of the alley, where there was a villa, like a Gothic castle from the nineties. "Is this your home?" Song Ziyu asked curiously.

"yes." Jiang Liangchen said casually, and then took out the key from his schoolbag. opened the door, "Come in." Jiang Liangchen walked in first. Oh good! Song Ziyu hurriedly followed her in. I saw a European-style fireplace in the corner of the hall. There is also a piano in the northwest corner of the house, which seems to be some years old, Jiang Liangchen turned on the light in the living room, and Song Ziyu also observed that the workmanship of the lamp in their living room also looks quite exquisite.

But there seems to be no one in their house. Only then did Song Ziyu notice that her house was too quiet. "Do you live alone?" He asked Jiang Liangchen curiously. "No, I live with my grandmother. She might have gone to talk to her older sister now. Jiang Liangchen obviously didn't want to talk about this. Song Ziyu was also interested and didn't ask any more.

"Your home is so exquisitely decorated." Song Ziyu looked around and praised, "It's been a long time, and this house was renovated by my grandfather!" Jiang Liangchen said with some pride. Then your grandfather is very powerful! Song Ziyu did not hesitate to praise himself.

"Hahaha, yes, I think hahaha, too!" Jiang Liangchen heard her praise her grandfather, and he also smiled with honor. "You'll stay in the room next door to me at night!" Jiang Liangchen took him upstairs to the room next to her room, and Song Ziyu noticed a lot of paintings hanging in the corridor, "Who painted these paintings?" Song Ziyu pointed to a painting and asked. Some of them were painted by me, some of them were painted by my father. Jiang Liangchen explained. Do you also like to draw? Song Ziyu looked a little surprised and a little delighted.

"yes, I like to draw too, what's wrong?" Jiang Liangchen scratched his head puzzled, "It's nothing, it's nothing, I just think it's a coincidence, and I also like to draw." "Song Ziyu has a sense of joy to meet a confidant." Yes! That's right. Which painter do you like? Jiang Liangchen also seemed to be a little excited. I love Van Gogh! Song Ziyu thought for a while and replied, "Me too!" Jiang Liangchen was very excited, as if he had met a confidant. I think that sunflower is very relevant. Song Ziyu said, "I think Sunflower is a little sad." Jiang Liangchen pouted. Why? "Song Ziyu felt that the painting was very good, and he was not very sad." You see, the sunflower bushes growing in the sun, but there is a funeral procession. Jiang Liangchen told him his opinion. But I think that's what makes sense. That was Van Gogh's last painting! Song Ziyu argued.

"Everyone has their opinions. Maybe we understand it differently. "Jiang Liangchen doesn't seem to take this matter to heart." It's almost noon. We only have quick-frozen dumplings in our house. Jiang Liangchen looked at the wall clock on the wall and said to Song Ziyu, "I can eat anything." Song Ziyu said softly. Then eat quick-frozen dumplings at noon! Jiang Liangchen clenched his fists and said. With a look of death on his face.

"Liangchen, why do you have to cook with this expression?" Song Ziyu looked at her puzzled. "You'll find out in a moment." Jiang Liangchen said to him with the eyes of a strong man who would never return.