As he expected, Jiang Qiu nodded solemnly, as if the casual conversation was an important task.
"My father is here."
Liang An nodded, as if he really just asked a casual question, said hello, and then immediately put the topic behind him.
After he left, Xu Tianyi breathed a visible sigh of relief. He didn't know what to do for a moment, and the experience just now made him allergic to speech in a short period of time, leaving this young and good student at a loss. He originally wanted to pick up the book, but as if he remembered something, he carefully looked at Jiang Qiu from above the book.
"What are you looking at?"
However, just because Liang An was gone, it didn't mean that there wasn't another person nearby. Jiang Qiu looked over and spoke at this moment.
For Xu Tianyi, the excitement brought by this speaking seemed to be no less than that of Liang An, who had exerted pressure just now, just to use a third party to bring up the topic, which made people break into cold sweat. But at least he didn't have so many restrictions, and he wasn't too scared, so he reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth.
"...I was thinking that we haven't spoken a few words since the beginning of school?"
Jiang Qiu blinked.
"Yes... right?" Xu Tianyi noticed that the other party was cautious and did not like to answer words, so he changed the topic dryly, "So that's it. After all, we are all old classmates, and we are not far away from each other. We have free time. You can also communicate.”
After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong - he seemed to have learned Liang An's tone. Realizing this horrifying fact, Xu Tianyi even gasped.
"What is the content of the communication?" Jiang Qiu frowned slightly, confused by this unclear communication.
"Let's figure it out... whatever comes to mind."
Xu Tianyi was a little helpless, but he could understand the situation.
After all, this is not the first time he has encountered this kind of communication situation that is almost 100% embarrassing, and the other party is always unaware of this embarrassment, or even knows nothing about it.
This is certainly not the first time.
"If I need help with my studies, I can ask the class teacher to adjust my seat and be my deskmate as before."
"That's not necessary..."
Xu Tianyi got away awkwardly and finally turned his head. But he actually also has his own relatively good characteristics, such as having sharper senses than ordinary people, and suddenly feeling as if there is a sight behind him.
He immediately turned his head, only to find that the feeling of being watched disappeared in an instant.
Thinking of this, Xu Tianyi felt cold sweat dripping from his forehead. The experience a few years ago was too clear, and now it came back to his mind again. Of course Xu Tianyi had the first suspect in his mind, but Liang An was clearly on the other side, and it was not him.
At his wits' end and not daring to pursue the matter, he finally looked at the bound comic book that he had taken and put away again.
No matter how energy-consuming their communication is, it does not affect what should happen. For example, students who have poor test scores and happen to have strict tutors will eventually be unable to escape the head-splitting behavior of their parents.
Another example is that after school, Liang An, who walked out of school as usual, immediately saw the man he had seen countless times in photos given by others after having a relationship when he was young.
Although he couldn't remember faces, there were some things he couldn't forget.
Liang An just looked in that direction uncontrollably, and was stunned for a moment, then pretended not to notice, and quickened his pace - he originally thought that this successful adult was just here to pick up Jiang Qiu, who was independent and going home on his own.
But the seemingly distant person walked over alone, neither fast nor slow, and quietly. It seemed that he had made careful calculations, and he just stood in front of Liang An's path.
Jiang Zhuo is a fastidious person, as all his business partners say. He is gentle and amiable when walking, sitting or lying down, and because he wears a Tang suit made of expensive materials all year round, the classical temperament that is already obvious in his appearance is further highlighted.
In addition, there is another point: so many artificial characteristics are gathered into one person like stacking buffs, and he does not even show a bit of "smiling tiger" temperament. What people can instinctively feel is sincerity and even kindness. with innocence.
Maybe it's a family trait.
"What do you want from me?"
Liang An nodded slightly, but finally couldn't help but ask.
"I am Jiang Qiu's father. I think you should have heard of me." Jiang Zhuo smiled.
This middle-aged man's face is not a disgusting type, and he even has a great advantage in this aspect. Every corner of his facial features is just right, perfectly retaining the balance between handsomeness and elegance.
But one thing cannot be ignored, his eyes are not relaxing.
This person is observing themselves, and not with the best of intentions.
This observation made Liang An feel a little uneasy, as if an instinct that should have appeared long ago sprouted in her heart. The most he has ever faced were suspicious classmates, and the more sensitive and attentive teachers cautiously told him to be kind to his friends, like everyone else.
He didn't understand what mistake he had made to cause this most unexpected scene to occur. His actions had always been perfect, and his spying, whether in public places or privately, was limited to the scope of "old classmates."
But Liang An didn't speak.
Maybe, as his mother said, there was a fire in his heart.
Under the scrutiny at this moment, Liang An almost wanted to reach out and cover the accelerating organs in his heart, even if this was impossible and impractical, as long as he could squeeze out an ordinary expression from his facial muscles.
At the same time, he was trying hard to divert his attention and think hard in the relative silence that was almost breathless.
For example, when will this flame burn like that person vowed to do?
Yes, he also thought of his mother, the woman whose teachings to him were quite unconventional. Those sermons and theories made him feel that the distance between himself and others was getting farther and farther, and the difference between him and his peers was getting wider and wider. He could hardly find himself, and he had already gone beyond the scope of "precociousness".
Normal children don't seem to have the word "revenge" filling their chests since they were young.
She is not like her mother, but like a puppet, being manipulated in the palm of someone's hand, destined to make some kind of unusual choice.
Shocked by confusion and confusion, his mind was filled with chaos. He felt like a computer that had crashed, or like a drowning man struggling on the surface of a river. And he could only choose to remain silent, choose to be patient, and do so according to the method taught.
Liang An didn't know what he had answered with his fists clenched, or what request he had agreed to. He only remembered that Jiang Zhuo seemed to have been maintaining his gentle smile that made no one suspicious, and he looked more and more like an ordinary elder.
When I cautiously returned to my home school room a few hundred meters away, my back was already soaked with excessive tension.
His mother wouldn't ask him how his day was because she was so busy she didn't even come home. In addition to being too crazy sometimes, she has a high degree of education and a good position. She is also a smart and capable woman in the usual sense. She is almost perfect in front of outsiders.
Liang An, who was approaching his twelfth birthday, could only lie in bed alone, trying to offset his still unsteady heartbeat with fluffy Simmons and almighty sleep. And he was able to get the buffer he wished for and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
And the twenty-seven-year-old Liang An was awake.
Stay awake and look up at the position of the moon to determine the approximate time.
He actually kept checking the time. Even if everyone's watches and mobile phones were taken away, he, who had always planned well, could not allow himself to be unsure of the important dimension of "time".
Finding the only clue alone, away from the crowd, seemed like a risky move. But with Jiang Qiu still half-aware of the truth, this kind of action can also be a gift like "pausing time".
Because Jiang Qiu is "absolutely safe."
After confirming that there was enough time, he finally turned around and looked at his destination after walking through the late night forest for a long time.
He was not 100% sure. Because of this, he needed to eliminate all wrong answers first and race against time to get ahead of everyone, relying on what Zheng Chunsheng told him "clues that are not clues."
And he did it.
A touch of fish-belly white floated on the horizon. Liang An turned his head to examine the forest leaves swaying in the wind outside. His eyes flickered across the flashing rainbow light, and he confirmed that the loudest sound nearby was just the usual bird song in the early morning.
Then, he stepped into the bottomless underground building on the back side of the island's reservoir.
