After choosing the cemetery here and talking about the time with the management office, Jiang Jinjin and Zhou Mingfeng left the cemetery.

Zhou Mingfeng's cousin is a very honest man who doesn't talk much. He chooses to ask Zhou Mingfeng about everything, but this cousin is also very good, unlike the kind of person who doesn't know good and bad, he also cares about Zhou Mingfeng very much. , Insisted that Zhou Mingfeng return to the hotel to rest and wait until the afternoon to go to the funeral home. The honest person became stubborn, Zhou Mingfeng couldn't refuse, so he had to follow Jiang Jinjin back to the hotel. Assistant Liu opened two rooms, and Jiang Jinjin was afraid to disturb Zhou Mingfeng's rest, so he let him sleep in the room, and she went to Zhou Yan's room next door.

Zhou Mingfeng looked at her.

This reminded Jiang Jinjin of what he said today-sleep with me for a while.

She explained: "The convenience store will start to do the accounting and tax declaration. It can't be delayed, and edwin has also sent information for me to translate. You can sleep well and I will go to Zhou Yan's room."

Zhou Mingfeng gave a hum, which is considered to be an answer.

Jiang Jinjin came to Zhou Yan's room with his computer and mobile phone.

Zhou Yan didn't welcome her. He just watched her work, quietly turned off the game, and lay on the sofa and turned her cell phone bored. He remembered what she said at the dinner table today, and her concern during this period of time. Anyway, she had nothing to do. With this idea, Zhou Yan went out. He was not very familiar with Emperor Jiang. He will come back once during the New Year. He followed the navigation route to the most lively square, and quickly went to the milk tea shop to buy two cups of milk tea.

He has one cup and another cup of fruit tea for Jiang Jinjin.

Returning to the room, seeing that Jiang Jinjin was still busy, he gently placed the milk tea where she could see.

When Jiang Jinjin heard the movement, he raised his head and asked curiously: "Bought it for me?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yan died with a hard duck mouth. "The second cup is half price. It feels like it's not worth it if you don't buy it."

Jiang Jinjin looked at the milk tea logo. She had never heard of such a discount for milk tea.

The young man has twisted separately!

She was not polite with him either, poked it open with a straw and took a sip, showing satisfaction, "Thanks."

It's the sweetness she likes.

Although the young man is awkward, he is very clever. He also knows that by analogy, it is good to infer the taste of milk tea that she likes from the taste of sparkling water she likes to drink.

No wonder it's the male lead on campus.

When Jiang Jinjin finished her translation work and took a break, Zhou Yan caught Kong, lowered her voice and asked her, "Did my dad tell you that."

"which one?"

Zhou Yan pursed his lips, turning his head uncomfortably, "Just... the time I asked the parents, you went to school."

In fact, for Zhou Yan, this incident was considered a black history. Occasionally, he will fall into doubt. If he encounters a similar situation in the future, is he still necessary to rush to it?

"Oh oh." Jiang Jinjin remembered, "You mean the time when you saw righteousness and bravery?"

When he heard the words "seeing righteousness and bravery", Zhou Yan was too embarrassed, his eyes dodged, "Don't mention it. Did my dad tell you, just the inside story of that matter."

Jiang Jinjin shook his head, "I didn't say, I didn't even mention it."

Before Zhou Yan felt relaxed, she only heard her say again: "However, I can probably guess the inside story you are talking about. You have been calculated for that matter."

Zhou Yan: "?"

Jiang Jinjin finally had a feeling of IQ and scheming over him. He couldn't help but be "kind and kind", "I am eleven years older than you, and the meals for these eleven years have not been eaten for nothing. I can see that there is something tricky in it. What's wrong, isn't the matter resolved?"

"Is this a righteous act? Is it integrity?" Zhou Yan laughed at himself, "Do you and my dad think I am particularly stupid, so stupid."

Seeing Zhou Yan as if falling into a state of self-loathing, Jiang Jinjin recalled that it was probably because of this incident that he thought about not relying on his family or his dad after the age of eighteen. He was a big blow.

Jiang Jinjin didn't have the potential to be a confidant sister.

But Zhou Yan had already opened up to her. If she didn't say anything, it would be a blow to him.

Adolescent children are quite fragile.

She pondered for a moment, unconsciously played with the pen in her hand, and after clearing her mind, she said: "For example, you say you are stupid, and we will treat you as stupid for the time being."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Hello!

"If the world were all clever people like me and your father..."

Zhou Yan slowly typed a question mark: "?"

"Everyone weighs the pros and cons, and only chooses what is good for them. Then I think this world is not as good as it is now." Jiang Jinjin suddenly looked at Zhou Yan seriously, "This world needs the heart of a child. They are all old foxes, so what's the point? So, going back to the previous assumption, even if you are stupid, you are stupidly cute and precious."

Zhou Yan's ear roots were slightly red.

Presumably to cover up this incident, he said: "Correct you a little, I don't think you and my dad are the same kind of person."

Jiang Jinjin was speechless, "Do you mean I am not smart?"

"General." Zhou Yan answered honestly.

Jiang Jinjin rolled his eyes, and sure enough, he shouldn't give him a slight look, "It's average, but much smarter than you."

Zhou Yan suffocated a smile, "Are you proud? I am sixteen this year and you are twenty-eight."

"Go away, twenty-seven, twenty-seven!"

"Okay, twenty-seven, I will be smarter than you when I'm twenty-seven."

Jiang Jinjin was very perfunctory: "Oh oh oh."

"Wait and see."

Jiang Jinjin found out that Zhou Yan is getting more and more naive now, where did that high-cold school bully go before! Where to go! Can you change it back?

Obviously, Zhou Yan still couldn't talk about Jiang Jinjin. Jiang Jinjin was silent for two seconds before releasing his unique trick: "Young man, you can go to college first before talking about it!"

Zhou Yan was really depressed: "..."

Here, the night before cremation and burial is very important.

Basically all important things are on this evening. Although Zhou Mingfeng is a nephew, he takes care of almost everything, so he can participate in the ceremony as a filial son. This is very tiring, Jiang Jinjin watched him busy, and he didn't know how many times he did just the act of kowtow on the incense. Some people would be lazy in this kind of ceremony, but Zhou Mingfeng was solid every time, so when he could rest, Jiang Jinjin found that Zhou Mingfeng's forehead was blue.

She thought about it, and drove to a pharmacy a few kilometers away to buy a box of medicated oil.

Back at the funeral home, while everyone was not paying attention, she took him to the lounge and closed the door with her backhand. Zhou Mingfeng didn't know what she was going to do, but she took out a bottle of medicated oil from her bag and opened it carefully. Reading the instructions, he said: "Your forehead is blue. If you don't deal with it in time, it will probably turn purple tomorrow."

If Jiang Jinjin wants to care about someone, then she will do the best.

This is also one of the reasons why she is very popular.

She has always cared about Sun Wenqing or Zhou Yanxu Congjian. If you care about a person, you should implement it. Zhou Mingfeng has treated her very well during this period. Even if it is not for the thoughts, even if it is for repaying, she feels that she should take care of him more.

Zhou Mingfeng stared at her.

She opened the lid, poured some medicated oil on the palm of her hand, and rubbed it vigorously until she got fever. Then she signaled Zhou Mingfeng: "Sit down, I'll push it away for you."

Zhou Mingfeng stared at her for a few seconds, then sat down again.

Jiang Jinjin looked at him condescendingly now, she moved a little closer, and put her hand out to touch his forehead.

A warm touch came.

Then Jiang Jinjin pressed the button awkwardly, and the two of them were haunted by the smell of medicated oil.

After Jiang Jinjin felt that the medicated oil was almost absorbed, he sighed, and just about to take a step back, Zhou Mingfeng reached out and circled her thin white wrist.

Jiang Jinjin looked down at him.

Her eyes were facing each other, and the dark surge in Zhou Mingfeng's eyes stunned her.

This is Zhou Mingfeng who is completely unfamiliar.

But she is not afraid.

In the next second, Zhou Mingfeng stood up, a head higher than her, where her gaze was flat, was his chin, and he could also catch a glimpse of his Adam's apple.

She felt tight in her heart, and when she reacted, there was a bitter breath in her nose.

He hugged her, his chin resting on the top of her hair.

I don't know how long it has been, it may be as long as a century, and he said dumbly, "Thank you."

Over the years, he has sent away his parents and his parents, and watched the death of relatives one after another.

When his father passed away, he and his mother depended on each other. At that time, he was terrified, but he could only hide in a corner alone and resist.

Later, his mother died of illness.

What does it feel like, loneliness.

He thought he was used to it, but when he came to the mourning hall and saw the person lying in the ice coffin he would never wake up again, and would never cry out lovingly, but his heart was empty. It was just these years. Used to wearing a mask, he can calmly greet relatives and even handle trivial matters in an orderly manner. If she didn't come, if he didn't have her, he could handle these feelings well, and even devote himself to work calmly in a few days. At his age, sadness and sadness are already very extravagant emotions.

Now she is by her side, specifically, nothing has changed.

She is not three-headed and six-armed, nor does she have any special skills, but if you talk to her and sleep with her for a while, she really feels a little more comforted in her heart.

Zhou Mingfeng remembered a sentence he saw not long ago.

Some people will become more and more cold and numb with age.

Some people will become more fragile and soft.

Is he the former or the latter?

unknown.

He only knew that he missed her temperature.

Zhou Yan and Jiang Jinjin couldn't help much here either. He waited until ten o'clock in the evening before leaving the funeral home and returning to the hotel.

Tomorrow will be cremated and buried, and they will have to rush over very early.

As soon as Jiang Jinjin took off his makeup, Zhou Yan came and knocked on the door. Jiang Jinjin put a mask on his face and opened the door for him. The mask she applied today was black, which really frightened Zhou Yan, and made Zhou Yan feel uncomfortable after a while.

"Why?" Jiang Jinjin thought of Zhou Yan's ability to eat, and said: "You can order takeaway when you are hungry, kid, I'm not your nanny."

Zhou Yan also held a set of test papers in his hand, and raised his head when he heard the words, "I can't do one question."

"Yep?"

Jiang Jinjin didn't expect that he was only twenty-seven years old, and he had already tasted the pain of examining and teaching homework to bear children!

She looked at the question pointed by Zhou Yan and fell into deep thought.

what happened? Why did she feel that the knowledge seemed familiar, but she couldn't figure it out. She finally realized what it was like that her colleague said "Don't look at me in college, but I don't understand the topic of my daughter's first year at all!" .

She also felt that her colleagues were exaggerating.

Thinking about it now, not at all.

Okay, she is sure. After so long after graduation, she has returned all the knowledge she learned to the teacher.

She didn't want to admit that she could not, so she pressed the mask with her fingertips and asked him, "Why do you ask me?"

Zhou Yan: "In my WeChat address book, you are the only one who is an undergraduate graduate."

Who can believe this?

Jiang Jinjin immediately retorted, "Where's your father? Where's your mother? Where's Assistant Liu?"

Zhou Mingfeng and Zhong Fei will not talk about it. They are college classmates, and Assistant Liu is a very capable student.

"My mother is suffering from jet lag."

Zhou Yan pursed his lips, "As for my dad and Uncle Liu, I'm afraid they will laugh at me and I won't even know this."

Jiang Jinjin hugged his chest: "Then you are not afraid of me laughing at you?"

"Not afraid." Zhou Yan said, "because you don't look like you can't."

Jiang Jinjin:?

She decided that even if she wanted to win once and let Zhou Yan see her knowledge reserves, she would have to solve this problem!

She asked him to leave the test paper, "It's a piece of cake, you go back to the room, I will send you the steps to solve the problem directly later."

Zhou Yan looked suspiciously and went back to the next room.

Jiang Jinjin didn't expect that he had already escaped from the sea of ​​suffering.

She also deliberately went online to find the answer, but she couldn't find it.

Just when she was about to send the question to Sun Wenqing, a student tyrant, her cell phone rang and it was Zhou Mingfeng's call.

He has a low voice: "Not asleep yet?"

"Yeah." Jiang Jinjin replied casually: "I'm working on a question."

"Question?"

"Why are the current test paper questions so difficult? Zhou Yan asked me, I haven't figured out the correct result yet."

Zhou Mingfeng said, "You send it to me. I will try."

Jiang Jinjin: "Okay, I'll take it for you. If you can figure it out, don't tell Zhou Yan that you did it."

"how?"

Jiang Jinjin imitated his tone of voice at the airport that day, "Please understand my self-esteem as a stepmother."