After parting ways with Ye Ninglu, Jiang Yunmiao walked to the trash can, threw the garbage bag in, patted the dust on her hands, and kicked it away when she saw a can on the ground.
He was thinking about the painting he saw in Ye Ninglu's hand just now.
Was that given to her by Li Chenghuan?
It wasn't something important at first, but she felt an uncomfortable feeling in her heart that she didn't know where it came from.
Hmm... to be honest, Ye Ninglu is not annoying.
I met her twice, and once I met her at the Chenghuan calligraphy competition. Generally speaking, this girl is very polite and well-educated. She seems to be the kind of girl who is gentle and gentle and doesn't speak loudly.
But, not as smart as myself.
Although she is slightly younger than him, it is difficult to regard her as a "sister". From the first time he saw her, he treated her as a peer.
It can also be felt from these two contacts that she has not faced the self-consciousness of being a "sister".
Hmm...what's that uncomfortable feeling about?
Is it because Chenghuan gave her a painting?
Jiang Yunmiao puffed out her mouth and frowned in thought.
Isn't that... too stingy?
Moreover, it is his freedom to give his own things to whom he wants to give them to, and he has no reason to be unhappy.
After thinking about it, I suddenly realized something.
Jiang Yunmiao touched her chin.
Ye Ninglu is about the same age as herself, and they even regard each other as peers.
However, in terms of her self-positioning towards Li Chenghuan, she regarded him as her younger brother, but as for Ye Ninglu, judging from her interaction with Chenghuan, she clearly regarded him as her peer.
She didn't know why, but when she thought about this, she felt a little awkward.
If she is naive to him and shy like a younger sister, it doesn't matter, but it doesn't matter to him...
There will be some separation.
But after a moment, Jiang Yunmiao smiled dumbly, "Jiang Yunmiao, Jiang Yunmiao, it doesn't matter how others get along with you."
She had watched this younger brother grow up. She didn't want Li Chenghuan to meet someone bad who would lead him astray. Moreover, a little while ago, she had already made up her mind to grow up in this important period of adolescence. Guide him well at the right time so that he can grow up healthily.
From this point of view, Ye Ninglu is also a good girl, and I heard that their grandfathers have a deep friendship, and they will definitely become friends for a long, long time.
So, it doesn't matter.
This is why she impulsively invited Ye Ninglu to her birthday party.
Anyway, we have to get to know each other and become friends. Friends of friends should also be friends.
After thinking about some things, Jiang Yunmiao's mood suddenly became brighter.
When she reached the stairs, Jiang Yunmiao glanced at the building opposite Li Chenghuan's house. The lights in the community were dim and dim. In the distance, people who had been busy all day were slowly returning home. The autumn in Qinghe County The night was very peaceful, and the breeze blew through the leaves of the green plants, as if it was going to crush the night.
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In the previous period, Li Chenghuan had relatively little interaction with his father.
In addition, men are relatively more reserved when expressing their feelings, so throughout the entire elementary school period, strictly speaking, his father's presence in his life was very low.
And in the next three or even six years, for a long time, they will have the same destination.
As an associate subject teacher and a less important art teacher, Li Lin'an's life rhythm is not consistent with that of the main subject teacher.
He doesn't actually have to get up too early.
The first hour of the morning was the prime time for studying. It was absolutely impossible to arrange art classes, so his classes were naturally placed on the back burner.
But that doesn't mean he is any easier than the main subject teacher.
Because there are art students in small counties, and his art training class is the first in the entire Qinghe County. More importantly, art skills are not like other subjects. It is more professional, with excellent teachers and The gap is wider for an ordinary teacher, so he has many students and his workload will be larger.
His working hours are concentrated in the afternoons, evenings and weekends.
In the morning, it is relatively leisurely.
Although the school requires working hours in the morning, which means that no matter whether there are classes or not, everyone must be in place by that time, but in actual operation, no one was so stuck, and it was still quite humane.
Li Lin'an usually doesn't sleep in, but gets up early and walks along the river, stopping and thinking about something, which is called looking for inspiration.
Of course, these things are unknown to the family.
All they knew was that they went to work.
So when Li Chenghuan asked to go to work with him, Li Lin'an was stunned for a while.
"Uh... together."
Li Chenghuan asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing."
Li Lin'an had no choice but to agree.
Watching the father and son go out together, Shu Lan hugged Li Xixia, feeling extremely warm in her heart, and watched them leave.
Men and men are creatures that are very embarrassed to say something to each other to express their feelings.
Li Chenghuan secretly glanced at his father, feeling a little happy.
The reason why he was so persistent in doing this was because in his previous life, when he was lying on the hospital bed, he never saw his father showing helplessness or collapse in front of him. Expression sustains him.
Only once, when he was about seventeen or eighteen years old, his father mistakenly thought that he was asleep, and said sadly at the bedside: "If you are healthy... maybe we will go to school together, you go to class, and I go to work. …”
His pillowcloth was wet with tears.
And in this life, it finally came true.
Li Chenghuan felt satisfied.
However, Li Lin'an sighed slightly in his heart. This unlucky child should go to school. He must go to school with him, which will cause him to lose the few time he has to be alone early in the morning.
And I have to get to school early...
Walking to the school gate, Li Lin'an patted Li Chenghuan on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Son, although I really want to run across the road with you, but after thinking about it, I think this will affect your ability to make friends in school, so Starting tomorrow, you should come to school by yourself! It’s best to go together with your classmates... this way.”
Li Chenghuan was startled and felt a little sad, "Uh...then daddy, aren't you lonely..."
Li Lin'an smiled freely, "What's the point? It doesn't matter if I'm lonely, as long as you're happy."
"When you grow up, you should look like a man."
Li Chenghuan felt a deep warmth in his heart. This is father's love. Although it is just a small thing, father's love is like this. He always considers his son everywhere.
After saying goodbye to his father, Li Chenghuan went to the classroom.
At this moment, Liu Xuanxuan ran over very excitedly, "Boss, it's not good, it's not good!"
Li Chenghuan pressed his forehead and said sincerely: "When you grow up, you should be like a man."
"Be calm."
Liu Xuanxuan was stunned. Li Chenghuan's words "like a man" made him feel proud. He calmed down for a moment and then said: "That squad leader in Class 8, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he said, made him feel proud."
"make trouble?"
Li Chenghuan blinked his eyes, showing a thoughtful expression.
