Lust was so great that he actually began to crave long-lasting companionship.

After dinner, Lin Jian started to clean up without saying a word. Shen Ke has never touched the spring water of the sun since he was a child, and as a young master growing up in the rich and powerful society, it is equivalent to condescending to serve a good meal, and at this time, he also can't stand Lin Jian's conscientious industriousness.

"Leave it, and clean it up tomorrow when Auntie comes."

The kitchen light casts a halo over the young man's upright figure as Lin Jian stands in front of the kitchen counter and says without looking back, "Do you know how many steps it takes to wash the dishes?"

Shen Ke leaned back on the couch, let out a laugh, and asked casually, "How many steps?"

"Step one, open the dishwasher box door." Lin Jian moved one step at a time, "Step two, put the bowls in." After pouring the right amount of detergent into the recess, he turned to close the case, "Step three, close the case door."

Shen Ke put the ipad on his lap, the white finger slides the screen casually, like a sudden whim, teasing children: "Nonsense, just now not also poured the detergent, but also to press the run button, these two steps how did not count."

Lin Jian looked at the one with the languid posture on the couch and replied with an expressionless face, "Detergent doesn't have to be poured every time, there's a low amount alert, and the dishwasher is auto-sensing, so you don't need to push a button."

So how infrequent does a person have to be home on a regular basis to not even know how to use the dishwasher at home?

"Oh, yeah." Shen Ke's eyes remained on the page, the same careless smile still on his face, "That's impressive."

Lin Jian: "......"

Lin Jian looked at the man not far away with calm eyes for a long time, and suddenly sighed in his heart.

Forget it.

It was only in the shower that Lin Jian began to reflect on her own moods, which had been coming at a really weird time lately.

He knew from the very beginning that Shen Ke was very busy, and that year, he was unrelenting in his desire to come back with him. All of this was made clear in advance, and Shen Ke would certainly not have too much time and energy to put on him, which was something that had been agreed upon from the very beginning.

At first, those years were like this, and there was even a long period of time, only he and Pei sister at home, when Shen Ke simply comparable to the three times the door of the house but not into the Dayu, work like a gyroscope, sleepless, let alone go home.

Now that the family aunt has gone, Shen Ke is not too assured that he lives alone in the empty house all day long, so the frequency of going home in the past two years has become more and more frequent, but once that kind of day has come, now Lin Jian is a bit unaccustomed to it.

It's not that I'm not used to him coming back, but I'm starting to get used to all the coolness and solitude when he's not home.

People are greedy creatures who don't know what they want.

Surprisingly, he began to crave long-lasting companionship.

But no matter how his own emotions fluctuated, Shen Ke remained as unconcerned as if he was not bothered by his sudden little squirms.

Like today.

Although Lin Jian always has the same cold face to everyone, he seldom treats Shen Ke in such a way, and he can never be indifferent or ignorant around Shen Ke.

But Shen Ke doesn't move, doesn't notice a thing.

Forget it, Lin Jian said to himself for the second time tonight.

Think of it only as the arrival of your own middle-school rebellion.

Lin Jian turned off the shower, dried himself off, casually wiped his hair, put on his robe and exited the bathroom.

The living room had indeed been empty.

Lin Jian put the bath towel around his neck and carried his school bag to the second floor study.

Shen Ke was flipping through a World Horticulture Gold Medal book on the couch and froze when he entered, then said in a faint voice, "Why don't you blow-dry your hair."

"It's fine." Lin Jian walked over to the long case and sat down, taking out the question book from his book bag and preparing to brush up, his heart suddenly felt a little more comfortable, "It's hot, it'll dry out in a while."

Shen Ke lazily turned the page, "Just May."

Lin Jian gave a "hmmm" and left it at that.

Such a mode of getting along is the most familiar, as in those years when two people quietly perched between this world, even if there is no communication and no interaction for a whole night, it somehow makes people feel down to earth.

Time passed by, and the study was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, except for the rustle of Lin Jian's pen as he scribbled, and the occasional sound of Shen Ke turning the pages of his book.

Lin Jian brushes through the questions quickly, selecting answers to the multiple choice and fill-in-the-blanks almost instantly, and when he encounters a tedious step-by-step answer question, he just scribbles a few steps in the side margins to arrive at the final answer value.

It took Lin Jian less than an hour to finish a standard 90-minute test.

Her hair having dried completely and naturally, Lin Jian pulled the towel from around her neck and laid it on the floor, looking up to see the man not far from her still holding the exhibit book.

Shen Ke really likes garden design, which Lin Jian knew several years ago.

Especially the year before last, Shen Ke actually bought a large piece of vacant land on the hill behind the residential park, and made his own "Falling Interest Garden", and Lin Jian realized that he had a longing and vision for the "high and low heavenly scenery, dense and sparse flowers". What kind of yearning and longing does he have for the "high and low heavenly scenery, dense and sparse free flowers".

Although the area of the "Lok fun garden" is not small, but and ordinary gardens can not be compared, and Shen Ke to get that is not for the sake of enjoyment, probably for their own hands to plant those exotic flowers and flowers when the pleasure.

The "Falling Interest Garden" leads water from the foot of the mountain to the mountain, there is no wall on all sides, only the entrance is built with a craggy stone door, through the door and into the first see a hall garden with a face of three rooms and four sides surrounded by corridors, Shen Ke occasionally go up to the mountain to fiddle with the flowers and trees, and when he is tired, he will have a cup of tea in the hall for amusement. At the back of the garden, there is a small spring in the patio, and the water from the mountains is collected in this spring, which is so pure and clear that it can be drunk directly.

Around the patio, there are two greenhouses with a height of 5 meters and a length of more than 20 meters. The middle area of the greenhouses is used for cultivation, and the two sides of the greenhouses are lined with a variety of pots of different sizes. Shen Ke flowers and trees is very casual, a variety of flowers and trees are never cultivated on a large scale, but sporadically a few plants, of course, this may not be unrelated to what he raised are some Langyuan immortal, more than half of the young plants in the flower room from all over the country and even overseas air transported here, Shen Ke raised exceptionally cherish, but if it is not well raised or dead seedlings, but also no heartache, and immediately removed as if in the way of general! Shen Ke cherished them very much when he kept them, but if they did not grow well or died, he would remove them as if they were an eyesore.

This kind of arbitrary will make every time the forest to go to the flower room, see is always different colorful purple strangers on earth painting hall.

There are some spruce, lampstand trees and maples planted around the flower house, and in the deepest part of the house there is a side building, a two-story wooden structure, with the first floor as a hall and the second floor as a room. Lin Jian doesn't know if Shen Ke has ever lived there, but he hasn't anyway.

I remember the first time I went to Shen Ke's "Lok Fu Yuan", he asked curiously why we built such a place when we left the house.

Shen Ke rubbed the top of his head, or those two words, fun.

Later, when Lin Jian was a little older, he heard from Song Zhi some trivial things about Shen Ke's school days, and probably understood some things he didn't know before.

A way to embrace the mountains, actually between the city.

Obviously floating in the treacherous sea of business people, but in this hustle and bustle of the steel jungle, born out of such a high platform, Langyuan Qionglou, is the interest, but also regret.

After turning the pages of an exhibition book to the end, Shen Ke closed the book and raised his eyes to see the child sitting behind the long case with one hand on his forehead, frowning as he stared at himself in a daze, not knowing what to think.

Shen Ke called him twice, Lin Jian suddenly back to God, clamped between the fingers of the pen "bar click" fell on the case.

Shen Ke laughed good-naturedly, "What's on your mind kid, your eyes are all straight."

"Nothing." Lin Jian muttered, "Fifteen and still small?"

"You're still a kid even at my age." Shen Ke got up from the lazy boy couch, rubbed his shoulders and headed out, "Finish your questions and go in to bed, don't stay up too late."

Lin Jian suddenly and some inexplicable unhappy, light voice: "still two months midterm, others are in the light of the night battle, I sleep so early for what?"

Shen Ke stops walking, which gives him a slightly new look.

Lin Jian was stunned, thinking that his tone just now was really abrupt, and was thinking of making up for it, when he heard Shen Ke say with a smile, "Can you be the same as others, do you need those?"

Lin Jian face slightly pause, reacted, the corners of the mouth gradually have upward micro-trend.

"Oh yeah." Lin Jian took out the report card issued today from his school bag and handed it to Shen Ke to see, "You have to sign it."

Shen Ke received it, saw all the subject grades and the three "1" rankings, and couldn't hold back a smile and "tsk": "Last time I heard Song Zhi say, what do your schoolmates call you? God Lin?"

Lin Jian let out an afterthought: "My classmates were shouting for fun."

Shen Ke nodded, took a Lin Jian pen from the long case, and signed his name on the upper right corner of the report card before saying with an undiminished smile, "Pay attention to the relationship with your classmates ah Xiao Lin God, don't be so unforgiving to others every time."

Lin Jian looked at the two words with strong strokes, his heart suddenly became happier again, nodded his head and promised with a smile, "Okay, I'll try my best."

Shen Ke went back to his room to rest first, and Lin Jian brushed up another set of science papers and hurried back to his bedroom before eleven o'clock.

Before going to bed, Lin Jian took out a brown file box from the bottom shelf of the bookcase and put the report card that Shen Ke had just signed in it neatly, and then he climbed into bed with a sense of satisfaction.

From the third grade of elementary school to the third grade of junior high school, Shen Ke signed his report card for every exam.

Each one, properly collected and stored together, not a single one missing, not a single one.

Just like a seedling, has seen the wind and rain through the frost and snow, and finally was included in the light of the sun, and then carefully watered, just waiting for the pavilion like a cover.