summer sinking

Chapter 11 11. The lingering aftertaste
The Jiang family is located in the villa area in the south of the city. It takes about an hour to drive back from No. [-] Middle School without traffic jams.

This was one of the reasons why Jiang Ye chose No. [-] Middle School. He rented a house outside the school.The euphemistic saying is that academics are the priority and he will not come back for non-essential activities.

Today is the birthday of Qi Wu, the current mistress of the Jiang family.

The driver, Uncle Wang, opened the door for him respectfully, "Master, I will take you to school tomorrow morning."

"Uncle Wang, the trouble is early."

"No trouble, this is what I should do."

Watching the eldest young man of the Jiang family enter the villa, the driver, Uncle Wang, sighed.

The twins from the Jiang family are more crazy than the other.

He didn't dare to relax in front of them.

On the surface, Jiang Ye seems to be gentle and polite, and he can do nothing wrong.

Only he knew that on a rainy night four years ago, half of his face was covered with blood. He was a thin boy standing in the night with cold eyes.

Jiang Ye watched indifferently as his brother, who was as big as him and had a cut on his eyebrow, was crying and yelling about killing him. His parents comforted him and carried him into the car and took him to the hospital in person.

He followed the instructions and was responsible for sending Jiang Ye off.

In the car, the smell of blood filled my nose.He handed over the tissue and couldn't bear to comfort him, "Does it hurt? It's okay. Don't be afraid. Uncle will take you to the hospital for a checkup."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang. It doesn't hurt." Jiang Ye casually wiped the blood on his forehead with his hand and said lightly, "I hope he really has the ability to kill me."

He glanced at Jiang Ye in disbelief.

The corners of Jiang Ye's blood-stained mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at him with a sneer, "Let's drive, Uncle Wang, come back early and get off work early."

He turned his back and stepped on the accelerator to start the car. A chill rose up under his feet. He couldn't believe that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child would say such words.

To this day, he still remembers it.

At that time, Jiang Ye looked like a bloodthirsty, cold-blooded animal under the dark light, eerie and inhumane.

As for Jiang Yan, he is a complete madman. If he is slightly dissatisfied, the people and things around him are his tools to vent his anger.

Tonight is destined to be an unpeaceful and sleepless night.

Jiang Zhengchen bought this villa as his new home in Qi Wu's first year in office and decorated it in the modern light luxury style that Qi Wu liked.

Qi Wu indeed has the ability to make Jiang Zhengchen, who wanders around various properties, return home every night and stay here for a long time.

The entrance garden of the villa is full of green plants and flowers, with a light floral fragrance.

Some flower seeds were specially carried by his grandmother from the countryside.This home is the only beautiful pure land.

A woman's charming smile came from the living room.

Jiang Ye suddenly felt extremely bored. He broke off an epiphyllum that Qi Wu bought that had not bloomed this year and threw it away.

Ignoring the family of three, he went upstairs and went straight to his room.Put down your things and take out the gifts that you had asked someone to buy from the drawer.

The crystal chandelier in the living room is luxurious and bright.The coffee table was filled with fruit, and the three-layer cake in the center was cut open, leaving an empty space, destroying most of its beauty.

Jiang Ye smiled and sat down on the side of the sofa.Pushing the gift box towards Qi Wu, "Mom, happy birthday."

Jiang Zhengchen wanted to scold Jiang Yemu for his disrespectful behavior, but was silenced by his actions.

Qi Wu opened the gift box and found a pair of exquisite earrings.She was well-maintained, with a satisfied smile on her face without a trace of wrinkles, "It looks so beautiful."

"As long as you like it."

"I like everything you give me. Why did Xiaoye just come back?"

Faced with his mother's rare concern, he couldn't make any waves in his heart.

Jiang Ye's expression remained as usual, "Sixth Middle School will have evening self-study."

Damn it, it’s been more than a week since school started, and I still don’t know that my son will have evening self-study classes at school.

Qi Wu's face froze, she stood up and took a knife and fork to cut a piece of cake for Jiang Ye, "This cake was just delivered not long ago, you can try it."

Jiang Ye took it with both hands and put it aside. He poked it with his fork but didn't move.

Jiang Zhengchen was dressed in home clothes. Apparently he didn't go to the company for Qi Wu's birthday.

He spoke at this time to ease the embarrassment between mother and son, "If you feel that studying at night is hard, I'll say hello to the director of Zhaohua School."

"Dad, I have high standards and I don't like Zhaohua." Jiang Yan interjected while lying on the sofa, holding up his mobile phone to view videos.

Jiang Zhengchen said nothing and glanced at Jiang Yan displeased.

Qi Wu gently patted Jiang Yan's head and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense." Jiang Yan is used to not reading people's faces.After retorting to his mother, he turned over and got up, deliberately asking Jiang Ye, "Really, brother?"

"I still have homework to do, so I'll go up first." Jiang Ye was too lazy to pay attention to him and didn't want to stay here any longer.

When leaving, Qi Wu asked him if he had eaten.

Jiang Yehui ate.

When he reached the corner of the stairs, Jiang Zhengchen's coercive words asking Jiang Yan to go to his study fell into his ears.

Late at night, a loud bang broke the tranquility.

Jiang Ye woke up to the loud noise. The villa was soundproofed well.

The only loud noise he could hear was in Jiang Yan's room next door to his.

"Om..."

Phone vibrates.

He opened his phone sleepily, and the first message on the list was from Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan: I’ll wait tomorrow.

The sending time is just now.

Jiang Ye swiped left and deleted the message.

He was already a light sleeper, and now all his sleepiness was gone.

At one o'clock in the morning, the wind blowing on my body was slightly cool.

Jiang Ye put on his coat, and the sour hawthorn was wrapped in sweet sugar coating, and the sweet and sour taste melted in his mouth.

After all, it is what children like to eat.

Not to his taste.

So is that bag of fun.

"Is there a rule that children can't eat snacks?"

Her rebuttal to him replayed in her mind.

Jiang Ye has never eaten snacks since he was a child.

When I was a child in the countryside, my grandmother and grandfather lived in poverty. Qi Wu did not provide living expenses and had no conditions to buy it.

When he grew up, Qi Wu took him to her side. As soon as he touched the snacks, Jiang Yan felt like he was facing a powerful enemy. The whole family was so noisy that neighbors came to complain.

Qi Wu told him not to fight with his younger brother, but to let his younger brother.

Jiang Ye, who was five or six years old, had never touched any snacks again.

Later, when I grew up, Jiang Ye accidentally tried it again and found it tasteless, that's all.

No one rules that children cannot eat snacks.

Maybe it's just something I didn't get when I was a child. When I grow up, I don't need it so much and don't want it.

Whether it was belated concern or maternal love, he was already past the age of need.

Jiang Ye sat on the big round stone pillar in the roadside square and finished a whole bunch.

My teeth are sore.

The sweet and sour taste lingers in your mouth.

Jiang Ye chuckled softly, laughing at him for eating a whole bunch of candied haws because she said to the vendor at the school gate, "Big kids can finish it."

The online taxi stopped one meter away from him and pressed the horn.

Jiang Ye edited the news to inform Uncle Wang and got in the car back to the rental house in No. [-] Middle School.

The scenery outside the car window recedes, getting further away from the villa area.

At 02:30 in the morning, Jiang Ye returned to the outside of the community building with scattered lights on.

Before entering the community, his eyes passed across the road to the open space under the green trees where they had stayed a few hours ago.

Jiang Ye raised his hand and touched the tip of his hot ear.

Seems like nothing.

There is still an itchy aftertaste.

(End of this chapter)