Jiang Zhao felt a little dry in his throat.
It was noon, but there was not much light in his room. He was used to drawing all the thick blackout curtains. At this time, the room was as dark as a cloudy sky. Only Xiao Siye’s light-colored eyes seemed to be visible and caught his sight.
His heart was sweating slightly, and his breathing became a little heavier, but he still said stubbornly: “Okay, I’ll teach you now…”
Mrs. Xu’s voice suddenly sounded, and Jiang Zhao jumped like a bird in shock and pushed Xiao Siye away abruptly.
He turned back quickly and found that the door to his bedroom was still closed.
… Fortunately, he has the habit of closing the door.
Mrs. Xu asked outside the door, “Xiao Han is going to leave, why don’t you give him a free ride?”
As usual, this kind of etiquette does not require Mrs. Xu to speak, and Jiang Zhao naturally does it.
But Jiang Zhao didn’t want to waste his cultivation on such a thing, and raised his voice: “I’m busy, let him go by himself.”
Mrs. Xu outside was quiet for a few seconds, and then, her footsteps were hurried far away: “Oh, you are busy, I’ll just take care of it…”
She walked too quickly, and Jiang Zhao suddenly wondered: “Talking like this today?”
According to Mrs. Xu’s usual character, No matter what, she woulnag him for a long time before leaving.
Xiao Siye turned his head, trying his best to restrain the smile on his lips: “Guess why is she going to leave?”
Jiang Zhao suddenly fell silent.
From Mrs. Xu’s point of view, he was sharing a room with his “boyfriend” alone, with the door still closed.
…what else could they be doing!
Jiang Zhao was almost smoked: “It’s still noon! No matter how hungry and thirsty I am, I can’t–”
Before he could finish his words, he tied a knot on the tip of his tongue, and because he remembered the “teaching” he had just been doing, it didn’t seem so suitable for the day.
Jiang Zhao couldn’t help but feel even more embarrassed.
He clearly said that he was not interested in Xiao Siye’s son, but he was the one who was going to teach Xiao Siye “kissing skills” just now.
Jiang Zhao closed his eyes in despair and felt that his temper that would get angry when Xiao Siye provoked him could not be changed.
He tried hard to calm himself down and changed the subject: “Forget it, talk about your requirements. I’ll let Zuo Xiaoqiu sort out a paper agreement tomorrow and sign it for you.”
Xiao Siye smiled slightly, pondered for a few seconds: “I don’t have any special needs at the moment.”
“Or every time I play with you, you promise me one thing in exchange it, how about it?”
Jiang Zhao’s mind automatically accepted Xiao Siye’s request, acquiesced in giving a resource for a play, and couldn’t help but tut, “You’re really impolite.”
Xiao Siye smiled: “Then do you think it’s okay?”
Jiang Zhao stared at him for a while, then he narrowed his beautiful affectionate eyes, like a proud cat, and raised his head slightly:
Xiao Siye said that he wanted to act, which is true Acting very professionally. He stayed in Jiang Zhao’s house from noon to evening. He rolled up his sleeves for dinner and cooked two dishes for Mrs Xu. His cooking skills were unanimously praised by Old Jiang and Ms. Xu.
After the meal, Mrs. Xu wanted to take Xiao Siye out to walk the dog with him, but Jiang Zhao doesn’t want to see it anymore, so Ergou and Mrs. Xu was both pushed out the door: “Okay, people. It’s time to go, he still has work tomorrow.”
Of course, Jiang Zhao’s job is nonsense, but if you don’t say that, Mes. Xu might have to ask Xiao Siye to stay for the night when she is excited.
Mes. Xu was only a little disappointed, and she also waved to Xiao Siye: “Xiao Siye also has a lot of fun! I also want to discuss cross-stitching with Xiao Siye again. You are really a child. ”
Jiang Zhao, Xiao Siye, was also sent to the car . He stood by the window of the driver’s seat, looking at the back of Mrs. Xu walking the dog all the way, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief: “You really Embroidery cross stitch?”
Xiao Siye modestly said: “I once won the first prize in the Film Academy Cross Stitch Contest, I know a little bit.” Jiang Zhao: “…How many surprises do you have that I don’t know.”
Xiao Siye pretended to think for a moment: “Yes, for example… tickets for music.”
Like a conjuration, he took out two hot-stamped tickets from the box with “Cao Qing” on it. The two words are very eye-catching.
Jiang Zhao was stunned: “How do you have a ticket?”
Xiao Siyereplied lightly: “A friend knew Master Cao Qing, so I contacted him. This is why I want to say goodbye to you. Excuse…”
He said, and glanced at Mrs. Xu, who could hardly see her shadow not far away, “I didn’t expect you to help me think about it first.”
Jiang Zhao’s Adam’s apple rolled, feeling a little uncomfortable. He tilted his head and glanced elsewhere: “…So, you want to watch music by yourself now?” It was awkward to ask for it, and the words “invite me soon” were almost written on his face.
Xiao Siye covered the smile in his eyes and coughed lightly: “I wonder if there is such an honor to invite Teacher Jiang with me?”
Jiang Zhao’s whole person could see that he was happy, and he immediately got into the co-pilot, pulled on his seat belt, and raised his eyebrows at Xiao Siye, “Then let’s drive, Mr. Xiao.”
In the lobby of the music studio, there were still more than ten minutes before it started, and people were sitting around one after another. There were a lot of people, but it was already very quiet, everyone was talking in a low voice.
After Jiang Zhao took his seat, he began to flip through the repertoire, but he was still a little uncomfortable and pulled off his mask. Since he became famous, he has rarely been alone in such a crowded party. Every time he goes out, he has to bear the risk of being recognized by fans and causing a commotion, which is really a headache.
Xiao Siye tilted his head and asked him: “There are quite a lot of people tonight, this master is very famous in China?”
Jiang Zhao straightened his body immediately and began to whisper to him: ” Of course. If you talk about the leading piano players in the country today, he is definitely among the best. I have been watching his performance videos more than ten years ago…”
He continued to talk about it, and his expression was obviously more relaxed than just now.
Xiao Siye listened carefully, nodding lightly from time to time.
It didn’t take long before the music officially started. The lights in the auditorium dimmed, Jiang Zhao immediately stopped and turned all his attention to the piano on the stage.
Xiao Siye seldom listened to piano music, and he was not a professional. He couldn’t understand the bad details, and his eyes fell on Jiang Zhao, who was next to him.
Jiang Zhao’s face was very small, and most of it was blocked by the mask, revealing only delicate and deep eyebrows. Those eyes looked at the stage earnestly, the dark eyes greeted the light on the stage, the eyelashes were long and curled, and the little mole at the end of the eye also moved with the blink of an eye, very beautiful.
When Jiang Zhao encounters something he likes, his affectionate eyes shine like a pool of broken stars, which makes people involuntarily attracted to him.
After a while, Jiang Zhao suddenly felt something, turned his head from the immersion, and met Xiao Siye’s line of sight.
He was a little puzzled: “What are you looking at?”
Because the surroundings were so quiet, he used a small voice to speak.
Xiao Siye lowered his head, leaned beside his ear, and said softly,
“I didn’t see anything.”
It was obviously a nonsense word, but when the hot air rubbed against Jiang Zhao’s ear, his body couldn’t control it, and his body trembled slightly.
He glared at Xiao Siye, turned his attention to the piano performance not far away, and continued to seriously appreciate the music.
Xiao Siye raised the corners of his lips and smiled silently.
When the music ended, it was already ten o’clock in the evening.
As soon as Jiang Zhao went out, the cold wind of December hit his neck, and he immediately lowered his head and wrapped his casual jacket tightly.
He looked at Xiao Siye next to him. This man was also wearing a woolen coat that was not very warm at first glance. In the zero weather in December in Beijing, he typically wanted demeanor rather than temperature.
Jiang Zhao couldn’t help: “Aren’t you cold?”
Xiao Siye held out his hands: “Try.”
Jiang Zhao put it in his palm with suspicion, tried to touch it, and found Xiao Siye’s palm turned out to be really warm.
He didn’t know what this man ate to grow up, his body temperature was always high, Jiang Zhao noticed it a long time ago.
On the other hand, Jiang Zhao himself, for 27 years, insisted on not wearing long johns. After standing for a short while in the heated concert hall, his feet were cold.
He clicked his tongue, and just wanted to put it back into his pocket, but Xiao Siye caught him.
Jiang Zhao was taken aback by him: “What are you doing?”
Xiao Siye lowered his head, stuffed his hands into his coat pocket, and wrapped his cold back with a warm palm andsaid leisurely: “Additional services.”
Jiang Zhao always felt a little awkward. In his impression, this seems to be a plot that only appears in some idol dramas when they fall in love, and he and Xiao Siye are also two men doing this, which is a bit strange to look at.
But then he thought about it, he had all the bags, if only Xiao Siye was allowed to act with him, would there be any more money losers than him in the world?
Jiang Zhao was relieved immediately: “Okay, I’ll give you a raise.”
Xiao Siye huckled: “Thank you boss.” The two of them went back to the car all the way, the air conditioner heater and seat heating were turned on, and Jiang Zhao finally slowed down.
He remembered the tune he had just listened to on the music, and while humming in his head, he stretched out his right arm and unconsciously played it on his lap.
Xiao Siye saw it next to him and asked, “Do you play too?”
Jiang Zhao realized that he had just hummed. He immediately took it back, and after a few seconds, he said again: “There are several songs he played today that I have learned before.”
Xiao Siye started the car: “It will take a long time to learn, it’s pretty good to listen to.”
Jiang Zhao said: “It won’t take long, a song for two or three weeks. When I was in high school, I could practice the piano for more than ten hours a day, and sometimes I skipped classes and just to go to the school piano room. The dean of the school will catch me.”
While speaking his eyes couldn’t help but bring a smile: “Once I ran through the window in the corridor on the first floor, and the director specifically went over the window and chased me, of course, the didn’t catch me, he also twisted his waist and didn’t go to school for two weeks. Later, my mother caught me and I apologized to him. I told him in the ward to exercise more, otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to run. I was kicked out of the ward by my mother.”
He said, and the smile on his face faded a little.
“I don’t want to learn music anymore,” he looked down at his own body and was a little stunned, “It was also him who ran into my class and talked to me for more than two hours to not give up easily.”
He sat there quietly, his usual arrogant appearance gradually gathered up, and he seemed to be full of loneliness.
Jiang Zhao rarely showed such a vulnerable expression, especially when others were present. Xiao Siye felt nervous: “Then why did you give up?”
Jiang Zhao noticed his gaffe, immediately shook his head, and smiled nonchalantly: “I don’t want to learn anymore. Later, I switched to acting, and it turned out that after I switched it was very successful. I was the first place in the film school back then, Mr. Xiao.”
He said lightly, but the smile in his eyes never reached the bottom of his eyes.
Xiao Siye knew what was on his mind.
A proud and serious person like Jiang Zhao, if he had continued to study music back then, he might have been the top name in the Conservatory of Music.
Of course, he also likes acting, but the fact is, he just took a completely different life path by accident.
After a long time, Jiang Zhao himself felt that the atmosphere was a little hypocritical, and rubbed his arms, “It’s past ten o’clock, how long do we have to sit here? Want to go back?”
Xiao Siye started the car: “Do you have time tomorrow?”
Jiang Zhao was stunned: “Yes.”
Xiao Siye looked at him with serious eyes:
“Then do you want to play the piano?”
I want to know what happened to him that made him give up music.
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