Is the Neighbor Going Dark Today

Jiang Leyu turned his head full of question marks and looked at Du Yanqing, twisting his eyebrows slightly, feeling aggrieved and at a loss: "Did I do something wrong, mother?"

Du Yanqing didn't speak, but looked at her displeasedly. After a while, her eyes flashed, she drank a sip of tea, and said coldly: "Nothing wrong, you behaved very well, you caught the old man and the old lady. Heart, let them like you, it can be regarded as a solid foundation for your identity as a descendant of the Jiang family."

Jiang Leyu: "..."

What kind of inexplicable nonsense is this? Even if the old man and the old lady don't like her, she is not a descendant of the Jiang family? There is no mention in this book that Jiang Leyu was not born with him. Moreover, now that Jiang Leyu has opened up, his appearance has already seen similarities to Du Yanqing and Jiang Muhai. This is undoubtedly his own. It can only be said that Du Yanqing is ill again.

Usually at this time, you need to be soft, and you can't disobey her. Jiang Leyu asked carefully: "Is it because you are upset that I am too close to my grandparents?"

Du Yanqing did not speak, as if she had tacitly agreed.

"But, it's not that you told me since I was a child that you want me to please my grandparents, and you can't let them hate me, otherwise neither of us will be treated." Jiang Leyu added innocently.

Du Yanqing had a look, raised her eyelids and looked at Jiang Leyu again, her lips twitched unclearly, her eyes getting colder and colder, "You have grown up now and have ideas."

Jiang Leyu resisted the urge to roll her eyes. What can she think? Her only idea is to complete the ghost mission and leave the world smoothly, not interested in other troubles. Especially for a rich woman like Du Yanqing, she doesn't want to get involved with her a lot, okay?

"I don't. I don't have any thoughts about anything other than studying." Jiang Leyu said in an obedient tone.

Du Yanqing squinted her eyes, "Really? Then you know that the old man and the old lady don't like me. Why do you still behave so happily with them in front of me? I told you countless times that you don't like your being too close to your dad. When he came back, almost all his attention was on you. What am I? I spent all my time and willing to be a canary for him to be a good wife of the Jiang family. What happened?"

Speaking of the back, Du Yanqing's emotions became slightly agitated, her voice rose, and her chest rose and fell violently.

Jiang Leyu understood. This is how she felt wronged at Jiang's house and Jiang Muhai's, and she was looking for excuses to vent her anger.

"I've been doing it all the time by listening to you." Jiang Leyu put aside his behaved and cautious posture, and said lightly.

Xu is Du Yanqing still immersed in her own emotions, and did not notice her change.

"I am your daughter. You have always treated me as an enemy. I don’t know why. Father rarely comes back, and I hardly communicate with him. After so many years, I don’t need any father’s love. I don’t have much affection for him. As for my grandparents, if I don’t get along with them better, I think their attitude towards you will be more excessive. If you really hate me so much, it's better to let me move out."

Du Yanqing raised her eyes in surprise: "What did you say?"

Jiang Leyu looked complacent, and said in a huff: "I said if you really hate me so much, you can pick out dissatisfaction with what I do. It's better to let me move out, and it is better to let me move out."

Du Yanqing sneered: "Are you threatening me?"

Jiang Leyu: "..."

No, is there a problem with her tone or the expression management is not indifferent enough? Where can I tell that she is threatening?

Well, she admits that she has a private message and wants to stay away from Du Yanqing, a woman with volatile emotions, but the main idea is to make Du Yanqing less worried.

"I didn't threaten you." Jiang Leyu softly explained, "I just really don't know what to do. I want to make you happy, but you always seem to be unhappy because of me. If you don't like Dad Too much attention to me, then if I’m not at home, isn’t it all right? He only has you in his eyes."

At the end, Jiang Leyu added frustratedly: "In my heart, the feelings for you are deeper than those for my father. I sincerely hope that you can be happier. So I have been listening to you all these years, but it seems that no matter what I do, I can’t. Make you truly satisfied."

Du Yanqing's expression was slightly stagnant, and Jiang Leyu's eyes were not as sharp as before, and there were more complicated things.

For a long time, she lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice: "Where do you want to move?"

There is a play!

Jiang Leyu was overjoyed, but his face was not obvious. Originally, he wanted to talk about living in the dormitory of the school, but when he thought of Yu Zhihuai, his conversation changed: "I want to live near the school. Now the high school classwork is getting heavier and heavier, and you can stay closer to the school. Squeeze more time to study."

Du Yanqing snorted: "You really look more and more like a nerd."

Jiang Leyu's face wore a cute smile, noncommittal.

"Okay, in two days I will buy you an apartment near your school, and then let Zhang's mother follow you."

"Mother Zhang, come with me? What should you do if you are at home alone?"

"She can cook for you and come back, or she can go to your place after cooking for me."

Jiang Leyu: "..."

She didn't expect that Du Yanqing would have such an arrangement. Wouldn't Zhang's mother have a bigger workload? How tired it would be to run back and forth to take care of two people.

Jiang Leyu has lived here for almost ten years, and Zhang's mother is getting older and older. She often sees Zhang's back pain when she is doing housework. She once mentioned to Du Yanqing whether she should find another housekeeper to help Zhang Ma share the burden. Du Yanqing refused very decisively because she didn't like having strangers at home.

After thinking about it, Jiang Leyu said: "Let Madam Zhang stay here to accompany you. I usually eat in the cafeteria when I go to school, and occasionally I can go out to eat. I don't need Madam Zhang to come over and cook for me."

Du Yanqing finished drinking the tea in the cup, stood up and wiped Jiang Leyu's shoulder and walked towards the top of the stairs, "Okay."

Jiang Leyu watched Du Yanqing upstairs, slowly exhaling a suffocating breath. Du Yanqing's mood is obviously getting better now. She had known that she had proposed to move out earlier.

She quickly shared the news with Yu Zhihuai. For her, living alone is the joy of regaining freedom, and it can be regarded as a rare happy event for her in this world.

Yu Zhihuai was reading a book in the room at the moment. Hearing the phone ringing, he glanced at it and saw that Jiang Leyu's name was displayed on the interface, and the corners of his lips unconsciously bend.

When I saw the content of her message, I didn't feel the joy of empathy with her.

It took ten minutes to receive Yu Zhihuai’s reply: [Will you not go to school with me in the future? 】

This person, the first point of concern is actually this. Jiang Leyu was teasing and replied: [Yes, I will live near the school in the future, and I should be able to walk there. 】

This time, Yu Zhihuai's reply time was even slower: [Okay. 】

OK?

Just fine?

Jiang Leyu curled his lips, feeling bored.

After thinking about it, Yu Zhihuai's boring gourd's character is just like this, so he doesn't continue this topic with him: [Are you okay these days? 】

Yu Zhihuai: [Hmm. 】

Jiang Leyu: [Yu Keyin and Yu Zhihang didn't bully you, right? 】

Yu Zhihang is also nine years old now, and he has been spoiled with a young master character, not like Keyin to get along with. Jiang Leyu knew that he would sometimes do some pranks on Yu Zhihuai, but usually there is little chance that the two of them can meet each other when they go to school. Now they are at home every day during winter vacation. Maybe if you are bored, Yu Zhihuai will have fun.

Yu Zhihuai: [No. 】

Like a frog, Jiang Leyu asked and answered, there was no extra word, it looked like a very plastic friendship. He was so brief and horrified that Jiang Leyu lost the desire to chat with him. But well, it would be nice to know that he was okay, I should have slowly let go of worrying about his old mother.

Throwing the phone aside, Jiang Leyu picked up the PAD, put on headphones and lay on the bed to chase the drama.

Two hours later, Jiang Leyu was a little thirsty. He got up to get some water and took a look at the phone. He raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the information on it.

Xu was because she was wearing headphones and didn't hear the message prompt. Yu Zhihuai actually sent her several more messages behind her.

Yu Zhihuai: [What are you doing? 】

Yu Zhihuai: [Have you finished your homework? 】

Yu Zhihuai: [Congratulations, you can move out. 】

With three unrelated words, Jiang Leyu used his brain and seemed to guess what he wanted to express.

Hey, is it because of puberty? It actually grew out of the attributes of Tsundere.

The corners of Jiang Leyu's lips rose unconsciously and replied: [I was watching a drama just now and didn't notice the phone. 】

This time, Yu Zhihuai is a second time, as if he has been staring at his mobile phone: [What drama to watch? 】

Jiang Leyu: [It's the drama I told you last time, the male lead is very handsome and I like it very much. 】

Well, after thirty seconds, Yu Zhihuai: [Oh. 】

Gee, chat terminator.

She must teach Yu Zhihuai the etiquette of chatting when she meets another day.

While drinking water, I watched the "Oh" for a few seconds. My fingers hesitated at the keyboard for a while, but in the end there was no reply.

After this day, the two did not chat again. But Jiang Leyu has inadvertently thought of the content of the chat between the two people many times, and always feels that there is something weird.

Du Yanqing had the words to say, and two days later, he really bought a house for Jiang Leyu in a good environment near the school, and it was well decorated. So during the rest of the winter vacation, Jiang Leyu ran to the new house every day, because Du Yanqing allowed her to decorate the house by herself.

The day before school started, Jiang Leyu had completely arranged his house, and enthusiastically asked Yu Zhihuai out to show him around his private space.

"I chose this one myself. Does it look good?"

"nice."

"But I'm a bit entangled. Do you think this small sofa is more crowded here?"

"will not."

"That's good. Show you my bed, isn't it cool? I actually didn't like the princess bed at home before, as if it slept with a child."

"Well, it's cool."

"This is the guest room. The style of the guest room is similar to mine. Do you like this style?"

"Oh, that's alright."

"That's good, then you can live in this room then."

"Um...what?"

Yu Zhihuai, who has always been in low spirits and reacts plainly, has a trace of cracks on his face.

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