Lin Kun came to the second floor. The layout of Feng Jiahui's bun shop is very special. The first floor is the normal business bun shop, and the second floor is where their family of four lives. Feng Jiaming's room is on the inside of the second floor. Lin Kun
He walked to the door and knocked on the door. Feng Jiaming's impatient voice immediately came from inside: "Don't bother me anymore, I don't want to eat!"
Lin Kun stood at the door and said with a smile: "I'm not your father, I'm the big brother who helped you at the school gate today. If I hadn't suddenly shouted that there was a flying saucer in the sky, Yu Liang's slap might have fallen on your face.
"
There was silence in the room for a while, and then Feng Jiaming's voice came out again. His tone was still a little impatient, but it was much lighter than before, and there was also a hint of indescribable gratitude: "Thank you."
"Little brother, your sister and I are friends, and I helped you tonight. Shouldn't you open the door and invite me in to sit down?" Lin Kun stood at the door and said with a smile.
"I'm not going to eat!" Feng Jiaming's voice contained a hint of resistance.
"I happen to be not hungry either, let's talk?" Lin Kun said with a smile.
squeak……
The door opened.
Feng Jiaming lowered his head, his loose bangs covering the corners of his eyebrows, and muttered: "Come in."
Lin Kun smiled and walked into the room.
This is a traditional, old-fashioned room with small windows, so the light in the room is slightly dim. The window is facing the direction of the setting sun. At this time, a red sunset shines through the window, which happens to be printed on the person sitting there.
Feng Jiaming's face by the window looked so young and sad.
Lin Kun suddenly recalled himself, and his thoughts flew back to his junior high school days. At that time, he was so youthful and sad. Especially after Zhou Xiaoya proposed breaking up, he would often sit by the river and look at the vast dusk left by the sunset on the horizon.
, listening to the sadness in my heart in the thick desolation all over the ground.
The room is not big, and the furnishings inside are simple, including a single bed for sleeping, a small square table for homework, a bookshelf filled with various teaching materials, and a large pile of rolls on the floor.
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Seeing this, Lin Kun was very glad that he was not in high school. In his eyes, this room full of books was definitely more terrifying than the enemy army in the entire regiment. Feng Jiaming had no intention of talking to him, so he just picked them by himself.
After reading this book, fortunately it is a Chinese language book, not a partial subject like physics and chemistry.
After casually browsing, he put down the book and sat next to Feng Jiaming. Feng Jiaming didn't want to have dinner, but he still wanted to eat. He had been hungry for almost a day and had already begun to growl.
"Why, are you angry with your dad?" Lin Kun said with a smile. Feng Jiaming didn't answer. He just sat quietly by the window, holding a roll of paper in his hand and reading. In fact, he didn't read at all.
Just to cover up his emotions, Lin Kun paused for a while and then continued: "Don't eat when you are angry?"
Feng Jiaming put down the roll paper, raised his head and looked at Lin Kun, his eyes revealed an unfriendly meaning, and his tone was even more unfriendly: "You don't need to worry about it, you can go out, I want to be alone quietly
.”
Lin Kun looked at Feng Jiaming, suddenly smiled, shook his head, stood up and walked out. When he was about to reach the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his back to Feng Jiaming and said, "Do you think your dad is really willing to beat you? Just like that just now
Situation, if your father didn't hit you, the one who slapped you on the face was Yu Liang. Your father hit you because he felt sorry for you. If you are still here to sulk, are you worthy of your father's painstaking efforts? "
Feng Jiaming raised his head and looked at Lin Kun's back, bit his lip and said, "But... he's a coward!"
Lin Kun turned his head, grinning at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Do you really understand what is a coward and what is not a coward? You only have youth and energy in your eyes, but your father has the whole family in his eyes.
, you can be so heroic and reckless, but your dad must be considerate and considerate of this family."
Lin Kun paused and laughed: "Haha, I won't say much else, you can understand it yourself."
Lin Kun walked out of the door and closed the door. He did not go downstairs immediately. He said he came upstairs to ask Feng Jiaming to come down for dinner. If he was the only one to go down in despair, he would definitely feel sorry for his face. It is not that we Lin Kun
The Soldier King is such a face-saving person. The key is that he is confident in taking down Feng Jiaming, a high school student.
Lin Kun stood outside the door and lit a cigarette. There was a window next to him. He leaned against the window and watched, smoking and waiting for Feng Jiaming's door to open. As expected, he had just smoked three cigarettes.
Once in a while, Feng Jiaming's door opened. Feng Jiaming walked out and saw Lin Kun standing by the window, with a smile on his young, stubborn and melancholy face, and gratitude in his eyes.
Lin Kun put out his cigarette, smiled at him, and said, "Let's go, everyone is waiting for you downstairs."
Seeing Lin Kun and Feng Jiaming coming downstairs, Feng Yuanzhi was the happiest person. He was also worried that his son would blame him for the hard slap. Feng Jiaming walked up to him and said apologetically: "Dad
,sorry."
Only then did Li Hua see a slight swelling on Feng Jiaming's face, and immediately asked Feng Yuanzhi: "Old Feng, what's going on?"
Before Feng Yuanzhi could speak, Feng Jiaming turned his head and smiled at Li Hua with a sunny face and said, "Mom, it's okay. Let's eat quickly. Don't keep the guests waiting."
Li Hua looked at her son distressedly, then said with a smile: "Yes, let's eat quickly."
The dinner was very sumptuous. The cooking skills of Feng Jiahui’s parents were superb. Even the chefs in some five-star hotels in China and Hong Kong were not necessarily better than them. Lin Kun was a down-to-earth person, not to mention he was hungry.
Next, he completely let go of his hands and feet and ate and drank so much that everyone at the table was slightly shocked.
Compared to Lin Kun, Han Xin is much more reserved, but compared to her usual self, she is also more relaxed. After all, she is hungry, and the table full of food is very delicious, so she doesn't want to be reserved.
easy.
After dinner, it was almost ten o'clock. The nightlife in the town was very monotonous, and the people all went to bed early. The street lights were still on on the road outside, but there were very few people visible.
Doing as the Romans do, after dinner, Lin Kun and Han Xin were also ready to go to bed. Although the living environment of Feng Jiahui's family was simple, all facilities were complete. The whole family lined up first to take a shower. In this hot summer,
, if you don’t take a shower at night, it’s really difficult to sleep comfortably.
There are three bedrooms upstairs. Feng Yuanzhi and his wife share a room, Feng Jiahui and Han Xin share a room. Lin Kun and Feng Jiaming naturally share the same room. Feng Jiaming's room has a small single bed, and Feng Yuanzhi shares a room.
He asked Feng Jiaming to sleep on the floor and gave the bed to Lin Kun, but Lin Kun firmly refused.
With a body like Lin Dabingwang, let alone sleeping on the concrete floor, when he was in the Mobei Military Region, he spent every night in the wild during missions. Sometimes he slept sitting in a tree, and sometimes he lay directly on the grass.
He slept on the ground, and even slept in the water. Compared with those harsh environments, the cement floor was like high-end Simmons!
Compared with Lin Kun's house, Han Xin and Feng Jiahui's house is obviously much better. It has an old air conditioner. Although it has reached retirement age, it can still blow out cool breeze. The bed is also a standard double bed, and the room is large.
It’s also spacious. It used to be Feng Jiahui’s boudoir. It’s clean and tidy inside. If we have to compare the two rooms, then Feng Jiahui’s room is a high-end hotel, while Feng Jiaming’s room is the kind that costs 30 yuan a night and is not popular.
small hotel.
Lin Kun was lying on the concrete floor covered with a mat, closing his eyes and preparing to sleep. Feng Jiaming, who was lying on the bed, suddenly turned over, looked at him with a pair of youthful eyes and said: "Lin Kun
Brother, can I ask you a question?"
Lin Kun closed his eyes and said with a smile: "What's the problem?"
Feng Jiaming hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you like my sister?"
Lin Kun said half-jokingly: "Of course I do. Who doesn't like beautiful women? Besides, your sister is not ordinary pretty."
Feng Jiaming thought about it for a while and then asked: "What about Sister Han Xin?"
Lin Kun said: "What happened to Han Xin?"
Feng Jiaming asked: "Do you like her too?"
Lin Kun opened his eyes, looked at Feng Jiaming's curious eyes in the dim light, laughed loudly, and said: "Of course I like it, Han Xin and your sister are both beauties, not ordinary beauties.
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Feng Jiaming turned over and lay back on the bed, sighing faintly, and said: "Man..."
Lin Kun immediately smiled and said: "Don't speak ill of men, you are a man too."
Feng Jiaming said quietly: "If God gives me another choice, I would rather be a woman."
As soon as he heard this, Lin Kun's goosebumps suddenly rose up. He thought to himself that this boy might not have the tendency of Brokeback Mountain. Thinking of Feng Jiaming's fair and delicate face, he became even more convinced of this idea.
Lin Kun couldn't help but move his body to the side, thinking about taking the opportunity to escape out the door later. Although he is a master who is not afraid of anything, he is still very timid when meeting a man who has a tendency to break his back.
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At this time, Feng Jiaming on the bed spoke again, continuing the first half of the sentence: "If I were a woman, I could help my sister. I could marry myself to that bastard, so that he wouldn't pester me anymore.
Sister."
The deep love between brother and sister...that's what it means to be in love!
Lin Kun immediately felt ashamed of what he had just thought. He thought that such a good young man had become Brokeback Mountain. Not to mention how great the brother-sister relationship was, he was indeed a villain.
I feel ashamed and ashamed to judge the heart of a gentleman with the thoughts of a villain...
Feng Jiaming was thinking about his own thoughts. Lin Kun was ashamed of his thoughts. After a short silence, Lin Kun closed his eyes and said to Feng Jiaming on the bed: "Jiaming, don't worry, your sister will not suffer any loss as long as I am here."
of."
"Aren't you afraid of Yu Liang?" Feng Jiaming said: "There are countless people in our town who have been harmed by him. No one is not afraid of him. There have been outsiders who have offended him here before, and they were all severely injured.
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Lin Kun smiled and didn't intend to say anything to Feng Jiaming. In his eyes, Feng Jiaming was an immature child, and he was already the father of a five-year-old child. The two were not on the same level at all. He
He smiled and said, "Jia Ming, just relax and go to sleep."
Early the next morning, just after dawn, the rolling shutter door of the bun shop was kicked hard...