Chapter 32: "Much less want to leave Uncle Junior."

The snowflakes are still drifting outside, the steps on the wrong floor are lit with warm yellow floor lamps, and the cut fruits on the coffee table are brightly colored. Lin Jian sits in this warm room and guesses the reason why Shen Ke is staying, but not the subject of the conversation that is about to begin.

A moment later, he pressed first, "What about?"

Shen Ke pondered for a moment, as if he had made a draft before, and asked in an unhurried voice, "Is it because you didn't apply for a dormitory at school, so it's inconvenient to take a break at noon?"

Lin Jian can not imagine that he deliberately stayed to talk about this, pause for two seconds, truthfully answered: "No, I have been in the classmate's home at noon, rest or study, are very convenient."

The kid cuts to the chase, Shen Ke stops being euphemistic and says bluntly, "He's always at his classmate's house on his lunch break, is he that close?"

"Not bad." Lin Jian was calm from the beginning, "Not only classmates, but also friends, quite compatible."

Shen Ke hadn't heard Lin Jian talk about how he got along with his classmates at school, not to mention his friends, for so many years that he was worried and a little bit puzzled: "So close that you ate lunch together?"

Lin Jian is so candid that she doesn't hide a thing: "Basically, we eat together and take turns to simply cook a little bit, more choices than the school cafeteria."

Cooking together, taking lunch breaks together ...... Such a way of getting along is no longer simply classmates or general friends, Shen Ke stared and pondered for a moment, just wanted to open his mouth, wanting to let Lin Jian have time to invite the other party to come home to visit, but Lin Jian took the lead.

Like a flat, straightforward statement or a sudden explanation, Lin Jian frowned slightly and said, "There's no financial involvement despite the carpooling for dinner, and there's no deficit in what you're doing to me."

Shen Ke was slightly stunned, did not expect him to take the initiative to dissect these, two seconds apart, his palm on the back of Lin Jian's head a pocket, lost laughter: "pondered enough, if really good relationship with friends, do not care about these."

Lin Jian was caught off guard by this purr, and his eyes widened slightly as he looked up at him, and then lowered his eyes and let out an "oh".

The room was silent for a moment, and Lin Jian hesitated for a moment before asking softly, "You didn't leave, so you stayed specifically to talk to me about this?"

"Half and half." Shen Ke relaxed her shoulders and leaned back against the back of the couch, a little light smile under her eyes, "Plus the flight did get grounded, so it got changed."

Lin Jian gave a "hmmm" and stifled another word.

Pine and bamboo like young man, at this time nodding and drooping eyebrows look but unexpectedly obedient, Shen Ke could not help but sigh, truthfully said, "In fact, I'm just more curious, I did not expect you to have a friend with such a good relationship, and for so long, I have not heard you mention it."

Lin Jian still had her eyes downcast, her clear timbre seemed a little low in the warm room at night: "You didn't ask me much about school, and besides, you're so busy, there's no need to tell you all these little things."

It was Shen Ke's turn to be silent.

In the middle of the day, Shen Ke pinched his brow, and a hint of helpless exhaustion flashed across his features, "It's my fault that I ...... still neglected you all these years."

Lin Jian raised his eyes in surprise and looked over.

Shen Ke slowly exhaled, the guilt that has always been dormant deep inside was amplified by the quiet snowy night, his voice was very soft, with a little warm and heavy: "I always thought that not interfering too much in your growth is the greatest respect and care, it seems that I was wrong - these years although you live at home, but I finally paid too little attention to you, no, or far from enough. , but in the end I still pay too little attention to you, no, or far from enough, after all, no parent will even half a semester of the child in the classmate's home lunch break this kind of thing do not understand, in the final analysis, it is my dereliction of duty."

Lin Jian completely frozen, he stared at Shen Ke in a daze, the two thin lips several times wenghe, voice also failed to spit out a syllable.

Shen Ke laughs at his dereliction of duty, but Lin Jian, as one of the people involved, truly appreciates the care hidden in this "dereliction of duty".

Shen Ke has been really busy these years, so busy that he hardly has a life of his own--

Because apart from work, he has given Lin Jian all the free time he can spare.

Hidden in the heart of the unspecified and unclear emotions rushed up, choking Lin Jian's eyes sour, originally shaky hanging in the air in the middle of the fall can not be solid emotion, in this moment almost about to fall to the ground and take root, knotting out a he always plausible answer to.

Shen Ke twisted his head and raised his hand for the second time tonight, rubbing the top of Lin Jian's hair as he had done when he was a child, with a touch of apologetic regret, "Growing up on your own over the years has been hard on you."

Lin Jian's hand at his side gradually clenched into a fist, and just a second before Shen Ke retracted his hand, he abruptly raised his other hand and clasped his palm onto the back of Shen Ke's hand.

Shen Ke was slightly stunned, and the position of his palm was just hovering on the side of Lin Jian's face.

At the next moment, Lin Jian slightly inclined her head, took the initiative to press her cheek into the warm palm of her hand, and murmured as if she was naive, "If you think you paid too little attention to me before, then in the future, just look at me more often, okay?"

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It snowed all night.

With a fierce and reckless heartbeat, Lin Jian opens his eyes the next morning before his alarm goes off.

It was still early, but Shen Ke was already out the door before he, a high school student, could get to school, and it looked like he had changed his flight to fly in the early morning.

Lin Jian was lying on his back on the bed, and compared to the first time when he was panicked, he was much calmer after waking up from the dream.

After about five minutes, the rapid imbalance of the heartbeat gradually calmed down, Lin Jian lifted the covers out of bed, bare feet on the floor, to go to the closet to find a new shirt and pants, and then went into the bathroom, rinse off in the dream lingering in the absurdity of the whole night and charming.

The hot water washed over the teenager's white, thin, plucked body, and the wet stains followed the water, like a spring dream without a trace, but the warm palm of the dream always clutched the heart.

The end of the year is approaching, the final exams of the first high school is also coming, suffering through a semester, the relationship between good students discuss where to go to relax after the exams.

Qin Le was the most active in such matters, taking advantage of the classroom break to propose, "How about going skiing? To tell you the truth, I've been wanting to challenge myself on the intermediate trails for a long time!"

However, skiing is not a sport that anyone is good at, and the lack of novelty was quickly rejected by many votes. Gao Chongfan came up with an idea: "Why don't we go to the south and skate around a bit, it's warm!"

However, with the upcoming New Year, they are bound to have less time to relax, and besides, when traveling outside of the country, the expense is one aspect, and it may not be possible to get the consent of all parents for safety reasons.

At this time, Xu Yang, who had been swiping her cell phone with her head down, suddenly spoke out, "There's a new folklore museum in Linshi, and it's just in time for the opening of the museum before the end of the year... Interested?"

Yan Ning, the class president, chimed in, "Hey, you know that museum is opening, I've been following it for a long time!"

Nostalgia has spread over the years, and the steel jungle-like city has started to play the sentiment card everywhere, so this folklore retro museum has attracted a lot of attention from the very beginning of its construction.

"I heard that there is also an ancient city built on the extension of the museum, and the commercial atmosphere is not heavy at all, it seems like the surrounding area is quite interesting." Another girl concurred, "Lin City isn't too far away, why don't we just go there?"

"We'll leave in the morning and come back in the evening, and if we're pressed for time, we can even spend a night in an old city B&B!" Zhou Yan was exuberant, "It's happily decided, how about it God Lin?"

Lin Jian was suddenly named, looked up and saw a circle of expectant eyes, the sentence "I'm not going" was stifled back into his throat, after a pause, only to say: "I'm fine."

And then more than twenty days, for this group of young boys and girls on the verge of a trip can be described as painful and happy, until the end of the final exams last door, the crowd is like a long drought in the rain, to come back to life in general.

The third day after the examination, the city's unified examination results were announced, Lin Jian did not have any suspense in the first place, in addition to several high school students in the same grade called "terrible", even the teachers of the first middle school could not help but talk in the office - this result is stable! This result is a bit too evil.

It's finally winter break after grades are released.

On the first day of vacation, Lin Jian went to visit Mr. and Mrs. Shen Zhangqian at the Shen family's mansion according to the usual practice.

The sun was still shining at lunchtime, but as soon as he entered the door, Cong Wan took him by the hand and complained that he was underdressed. Lin Jian has always been obedient in front of his elders, especially when facing Mr. and Mrs. Shen Zhangqian, and the angles on his body can instantly become soft, so when he listened to Cong Wan's ramblings, he just pursed his lips and smiled as he agreed to the ramblings.

Shen Ke parked the car and hooked the key behind Lin Jian to enter the door, and when he changed his shoes, he saw the young man's upright but gentle figure and let out a low laugh.

Although there were only four people at lunch, the nanny brought a large table of delicacies as Cong Wan had ordered, and Lin Jian sat between Shen Zhangqian and Cong Wan, who took turns giving him food, and in no time at all, a mound of food piled up on his plate.

Lin Jian is not picky about what he eats, and eats quietly, causing Cong Wan to feed him even more frequently with his chopsticks.

"Mom, it's almost done." Shen Ke sat across the table and said with amusement, "Hold on to the baby for a while."

"What do you know." Cong Wan anger, "adolescent boys, it is the time to scramble to grow the body, do not eat a little more, bone growth can not keep up with the ...... Xiaojian is still so thin, is not usually eat will not be, lack of nutrition?"

Shen Zhangqian, who has never spoiled his children, even helped out at this time: "He is too thin, why don't we ask Dr. Zhang to come over and do a checkup?"

As if, indeed, it was a bit of a fuss, Lin Jian cast a pleading glance at Shen Ke.

Shen Ke receives a good signal, seemingly to solve the problem, but in fact, it is a joke: "Do not bother, tomorrow I will take him to the hospital for a micronutrient test, hey? Shouldn't we hang up in the pediatrics department for this test?"

Mr. and Mrs. Shen Zhangqian laughed out loud, and Lin Jian raised his eyes and gave a rather bemused look at the "parents" across the street.

After the meal, Lin Jian accompanied the two elders to chat and relax. In the deep house, there is a wind and rain corridor, with green bamboos like veins on both sides, and an electrically-operated glass roof over the pathway, which is raised in winter, turning the corridor into a quiet and warm corridor.

Lin Jian pushes Shen Zhangqian's wheelchair, Cong Wan walks slowly beside him, and Shen Ke is called away by a phone call after dinner, which he still answers in his bedroom on the main floor.

Two old and one young, talking softly, from the weather to the vacation, and then back to Lin Jian's final exam results, Shen Zhangqian voice a beat, inquired: "Next year will be the second year of high school, what are the plans for the future?"

Lin Jian replied, "Nothing special planned, want to go by the book, high school entrance exams, and then college."

Shen Zhangqian pondered for a moment, and then suddenly his words swung back to mean something: "We're getting old, and we've been thinking of going abroad for a long time."

It was not the first time this topic had come up, yet at this point Lin Jian realized a deeper meaning in it, and instead of responding, he just smiled and said, "You've just passed your prime, how come you're getting old?"

Shen Zhangqian let out a laugh, his hands couldn't help but stroke over the legs that stood stiffly on the wheelchair's pedals, and he didn't say a word.

Cong Wan gently suggested, "Jane, you've got such good grades, you're bound to have a lot of options in the future."

Lin Jian's line of sight skimmed over the cuizhu on the side, his eyes hung down and did not answer, Cong Wan said again, "If you want to take the college entrance exams and go to school step by step, of course there is no problem, but have you ever considered another possibility?"

"Comprehensive consideration of your grades and personal qualities, in fact, the top institutions of learning abroad should also be within the scope of your choice." Shen Zhangqian said, "a person outside the country to study, the beginning may be a little hard, but is an opportunity to see a different world, and your grandmother and I live in the country has not yet been determined, if you are willing, we can also be in the city where you are studying to settle down, so that you are not alone, no one to depend on. "

Lin Jian's hands tightened unconsciously as he pushed the wheelchair, and it would be a lie to say that he wasn't touched.

Since he came to the Shen family, Shen Zhangqian and his wife have always regarded him as their own child, if it is said that the generation boundary between him and Shen Ke is not obvious, so many years have always been equal, then in front of Shen Zhangqian and Cong Wan, he has always been the extremely favored child.

Now, the old couple's advice and comfort are all from his point of view, for his future considerations, they always hope that he can live better and better, and even decided to choose the country to live in because he went abroad to study, so as not to let him be alone, without a roof over his head.

Lin Jian's eyes grew heavy, and Mr. and Mrs. Shen Zhangqian stopped talking, as if waiting for his carefully considered reply.

At the end of the corridor, there was the sound of footsteps. Lin Jian inclined his head and saw Shen Ke's figure appear in the shadow of the green bamboo.

One step, two steps, the person came closer and closer. Lin Jian suppressed the throbbing in his heart, looked at the person and softly said, "Grandparents, I don't want to go."

Mr. and Mrs. Shen Zhangqian were both surprised, and their eyes were searching.

As he got closer, Lin Jian seemed to be able to hear the whirring sound of the hem of Shen Ke's trench coat cutting through the airflow around him as he came striding towards him, rustling and hunting, his gaze fixed, his words soft and true: "I don't want to leave the country, I don't want to leave this place."

Shen Ke walks up to them and stops, a familiar and light smile under his eyes as he asks, "What's the conversation about?"

This voice, warm and deep like water, but has long been melted into Lin Jian this lonely walk of more than two thousand days and nights, from childhood to adolescence, haunting the ears, chopping, pulling away.

Abruptly, Lin Jian tilted his head slightly to look into those eyes of deep color, the knot in his throat rolled, and he made a closing statement---

"Much less want to leave Uncle Junior."