Jiang's family is located in the villa area in the south of the city, and it is an hour's drive from No. 6 Middle School without traffic jams.

This is one of the reasons why Eno chose No. 6 Middle School, where he lives in a rented house off campus. In the name of beauty, he said that his studies were important, and he would not come back for non-essential activities.

Today is the birthday of Qi Wei, the current hostess of the Jiang family.

The driver, Uncle Wang, respectfully opened the door for him, "Young Master, I will send you to school tomorrow morning." ”

"Uncle Wang, trouble is early."

"No trouble, that's what I'm supposed to do."

Seeing the eldest young master of the Jiang family enter the villa, the driver Uncle Wang sighed.

The twins of the Jiang family, one is crazier than the other.

In front of them, he did not dare to relax for half a point.

Jiang Ye looked at Erya gentlely, polite, and couldn't make mistakes in dealing with people.

Only he knew that on a rainy night four years ago, the young man with half of his face bleeding was thin, standing in the night, his eyes were cold.

Eno was indifferent to seeing his younger brother, who had a cut at the same big eyebrow bone as him, crying and shouting to kill him, and was comforted by his parents and carried into the car and personally sent to the hospital.

He obeyed the order and was responsible for sending Eno.

In the car, the smell of blood filled the nostrils. He handed over the tissue, unable to bear to comfort, "Does it hurt?" It's okay, don't be afraid, uncle will take you to the hospital to have a look. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Wang, it doesn't hurt." Eno wiped the blood on his forehead with his hand, and said lightly, "I hope he really has the ability to kill me." ”

He glanced at Eno in disbelief.

The corners of Jiang Ye's blood-stained mouth curled slightly, and he looked at him with a sneer, "Let's drive, Uncle Wang, come back early and get off work early." ”

He turned his back and stepped on the accelerator to start the car, a chill rising under his feet, unable to believe that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old could say such a thing.

To this day, he remembers it vividly.

At that time, Eno was like a bloodthirsty cold-blooded animal in the dark light, gloomy and impersonal.

As for Jiang Yan, he is a complete madman, slightly dissatisfied, and the people and things around him are his tools to vent.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night of unpeace.

This villa is the first year of Qi Wei's reign, Jiang Zhengchen bought it as a new home with a wave of his hand, and decorated it in accordance with Qi Wei's favorite modern light luxury style.

Qi Yu does have the ability to make Jiang Zhengchen, who lingers in various properties, return home every night and live here for a long time.

The villa's entrance garden is planted with green plants and flowers, and the smell of dust and flowers is faint.

Some of the seeds of the flowers were specially carried by his grandmother from the countryside. It is this home, the only beautiful pure land.

A woman's smile came from the living room.

Jiang Ye suddenly felt extremely bored, and folded an epiphany that Qi Yu bought that had not bloomed this year, and threw it away.

Ignoring the family of three, he went upstairs and walked straight to his room. Put down your things and take out from the drawer the gifts you had bought and prepared.

The crystal chandelier in the living room is luxurious and bright. The coffee table was full of fruit to eat, and the three-tiered cake in the center was cut open, and one place was empty, and most of the beauty was destroyed.

Eno smiled and sat down on the side of the sofa. Push the gift box to Qi Wei, "Mom, happy birthday." ”

Jiang Zhengchen wanted to reprimand Jiang Yemu for his disrespectful behavior, but he was speechless by his actions.

Qi Wei opened the gift box, and it was a pair of exquisite earrings. She was well-maintained, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face without a trace of wrinkles, "It's so beautiful." ”

"If you like it, if you like it."

"As long as I like what you send, why did Ono come back?"

In the face of his mother's rare care, he couldn't stir up a trace of turmoil in his heart.

Jiang Ye's face was as usual, "The sixth middle school has to study at night." ”

As a mother, it's been more than a week since school started, and I don't know that my son's school is going to be a night self-study.

Qi Yan's face stiffened, and she stood up and took a knife and fork to cut a cake for Jiang Ye, "This cake has just been delivered, you can taste it." ”

Eno took it with both hands and poked it with his fork, but didn't move.

Jiang Zhengchen was dressed in home clothes, obviously not going to the company for Qi Wei's birthday.

At this time, he spoke to alleviate the embarrassment between the mother and son, "If you feel that self-study was hard last night, I will say hello to Zhaohua School Director." ”

"Dad, my brother has high eyes, and he can't look down on Zhaohua." Jiang Yan was lying on the sofa, holding his mobile phone to watch the video, and interjected.

Jiang Zhengchen didn't speak, and glanced at Jiang Yan unhappily.

Qi Yu gently patted Jiang Yan's head, "Don't talk nonsense. ”

"I'm not talking nonsense." Jiang Yan is used to not looking at people's faces.

After refuting his mother, he rolled over and got up, and deliberately asked Eno, "Is it, brother?" ”

"I still have homework to write, so I'll go up first." Eno didn't bother to pay attention to him, not wanting to stay here longer.

When leaving, Qi Yu asked him if he had eaten.

Eno ate it back.

Walking to the corner of the stairs, Jiang Zhengchen asked Jiang Yan to go to his study, and the coercive voice fell into his ears word for word.

In the middle of the night, there was a loud bang, breaking the silence.

Eno woke up to this loud noise, and the villa was not badly insulated.

The only thing that made a loud noise that he could hear was next door to his room, Jiang Yan's room.

"Buzz ......"

The phone vibrates.

He turned on his phone sleepily, and the first message in the list came from Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan: I'll wait tomorrow.

The sending time is just now.

Eno swiped left to delete the message.

He slept lightly, and now that little sleepiness dissipated.

At one o'clock in the morning, the wind blowing on my body was slightly cool.

Eno put on his coat, and the sweet and greasy sugar coating was wrapped in sour hawthorn, and the sweet and sour taste melted in his mouth.

In the end, children like to eat.

Not to his taste.

So is that bag of Lay's.

"Someone says it's not that children can't eat snacks?"

Her words retorting to him recurred in her mind.

Eno hasn't eaten much snacks since he was a child.

When I was a child in the countryside, my grandmother and grandfather lived in poverty, and Qi Wei did not give living expenses, so she had no conditions to buy it.

When he grew up, he was taken to Qi Yan's side, and as soon as he touched the snacks, Jiang Yan was like a great enemy, and the whole family was not at peace, and the neighbors came to complain.

Qi Wei told him not to rob his younger brother, let his younger brother go.

Five or six years old, Eno has never touched any snacks again.

Later, when I grew up, I tasted it again by chance, and I felt that it was tasteless, and that's it.

No one says that you can't snack if you're not a child.

Maybe it's just something I didn't get when I was a child, and when I grow up, I don't need it so much, it's not rare.

Whether it is belated care or maternal love, he has long passed the age of need.

Eno sat on the large round stone pier in the roadside square and ate a whole bunch.

Your teeth will be sore.

The sweet and sour taste can't be dissipated in the mouth.

Eno chuckled softly, laughing at him for eating a whole bunch of sugar gourds because of the sentence she said to the vendor at the school gate, "The big kid is finished."

The ride-hailing car stopped a meter away from him and honked its horn.

Jiang Ye sent a message to inform Uncle Wang that he got into the car back to the rental house of No. 6 Middle School.

The view from the car window recedes and fades away from the villa area.

At half past two in the morning, Eno returned to the outside of the residential building with scattered lights.

Before entering the compound, he glanced across the road over the clearing under the green trees they had been staying in a few hours earlier.

Eno raised his hand and touched the tip of his hair.

There is nothing that seems to be there.

There is still an itchy aftertaste.