Online Dating Boyfriend Is Actually An Alien

Tuesday

Today’s school has a half-semester parent conference. Jian Mei’s school is considered to be a well-known school in the city. Regardless of the number of students or whatever, it is among the best. Many cars and waiting parents were parked, which caused a little impetuousness in the class. Many children looked outside from time to time and talked a lot.

"My dad is here."

"Wow, look at that car and you don't know who owns it. It's very expensive at first glance."

"My mother also specially asked for leave today."

Because Jian Mei’s class’s teaching building happened to be the nearest to the street, from the students’ windows, you could see the street not far away. Although it’s not very clear from a distance, you still want to see a car or something from a distance. no problem.

Jian Mei was sitting in the third row. His deskmate Liu Can was writing letters all morning. This was a task assigned by the teacher. He said that he wanted to leave a letter for his parents and write some thoughts. He wrote Half of them looked at Jian Mo and said, "Mei Mei, why are you painting and not writing letters?"

Jian Mei took a pen and traced on the paper. He turned his face when he heard the words, and replied a little hesitantly: "My house...maybe no one will come."

Liu Can looked at him in shock.

Jian Wei smiled a little far-fetched, but Liu Can comforted him instead: "This is so good, I don't want my parents to come, and I will definitely have to ask my teacher about my grades when I go home and scold me."

In fact, Liu Can's grades are considered to be lower than average, just a bit naughty in normal times.

Jian Mei said, "It's okay, you did a pretty good test this time."

Liu Can sighed. He also gave up writing letters. Instead, he started to look around the students in the class, and then lowered his voice: "This parent meeting is interesting. We will all stay for the meeting, and then the teacher will pay. I will come over and let excellent class representatives speak on stage, and also let excellent class representatives speak on stage with parents."

Jian Mei said: "Anyway, my grades are not my turn."

The two were talking. The bell finally rang for the last get out of class at noon. The parent meeting was in the afternoon, so there were parents who could enter the school at noon. Liu Can chatted with him for a while, and his parents also When I arrived, I left the classroom and went out to pick up people. Although I complained before, I couldn't hide the joy at this moment: "My mother is here, I will pick him up."

Jian Mo nodded: "Well, you go."

The class gradually became lively. Many children led their parents back to the classroom. They all followed their parents and introduced their classmates to their parents enthusiastically. They did not leave to sit alone in the third row. One person, looks very conspicuous, and many will come over to talk:

"Mom, this is my classmate Jian Mei"

"Dad, this is Jian Mei, I told you to transfer students."

"Mimei, this is my aunt"

Jian Mei was a little at a loss. He didn't know how to get along with the parents of his classmates. When the parents looked over, he had to raise one smile after another to greet him, and then he would receive a cordial greeting from the parents: "What is this kid? People are here, mom and dad haven’t come yet."

Jian Mei replied: "Nothing."

Shen Meina was on a business trip. Today, Jian Shencheng will not have a few very important operations. He has invited his brother before, but Jian Changjia has clearly rejected herself. This is the first time that parents have been asked to do so. At the event he attended, he contacted the nanny at home to attend on his behalf. According to reason, it should be there in a while.

As time passed, the classroom became more and more lively.

Jian Mei didn't think there was anything, but when the laughter around him became more and more enthusiastic, he was unexpectedly uncomfortable, as if this kind of excitement belonged to other people, and he was isolated, especially the same. Zhuo Liu Can's mother also came, Liu Can leaned over and asked him in a low voice, "Immigration, your family hasn't come yet."

Jian Mei's heart picked up, and the magnified helplessness and loneliness made him pull out a somewhat ugly smile: "Well... I'll call and ask."

Liu Can nodded: "Okay, you have to hurry up, it will start in a while."

Of course Jane knew.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed the babysitter’s number. The babysitter who always answered his phone quickly didn’t know why, but this time he never answered the phone, so he had to send WeChat to the babysitter. I replied, but what I promised Jane I believe is that the nanny aunt will not go back indiscriminately. It may be that something has been delayed on the way.

Although he thought so, but with the passage of time, the class was full, and when the nanny still did not reply to the message, and there was no personal shadow, Jian Mei was really a little panicked, and he clasped his hands. With the cap of the pen, the anxiety in his heart became greater and greater, and in the lively environment of the classroom, he seemed a bit out of place.

Even some small comments sounded behind:

"Why didn't the child's parent come."

"Is he just what you said, a child with leukemia."

"This child is too pitiful, why the parents are so irresponsible."

From childhood to age, what Jian Mei feared the most was the eyes full of sympathy on him. What he admired most and eagerly was to be a normal ordinary child, no longer need to accept strange eyes, but slow Slowly, he must also get used to it, and must try to accept all this.

Although he knows his parents are very busy and everyone is busy, he knows that he shouldn't blame anyone, but at this moment, at some moments of isolation and helplessness, uncontrollable sadness still surges up. In fact, his results this time It’s pretty good, but who can you tell me, and who can you expect to come...

As I was thinking, suddenly, the door of the classroom was pushed open, and a familiar voice came: "Is this the third class?"

The classroom was quiet for a moment.

The boy standing at the door is tall. He is wearing a light coffee-colored coat lined with white buttons and black suit pants. The overall style is British retro style, looks elegant and generous, but the boy has an unruly face. The sharp and unassuming aura made him look unusually eye-catching, as if he was collecting protection fees.

In the silence, a voice with surprise sounded: "Brother?"

Jian Changjia raised her eyebrows, found Jian Mei among the people, walked over with her long legs, sat down beside him, and began to grumble: "What is the layout of your school? Look for a long time."

Jian Mei just looked at him with a smile: "Why are you here."

"Can't I come?" Jian Changjia justified nonsense: "The nanny just called me and said that she has something to do. It's really annoying to ask me to come for her all the time."

Jian Mei said with concern: "Aunty, what happened? Is it serious? The traffic on this section of the road is very congested. Could something have happened to her?"

Jian Changjia has a guilty conscience: "I don't know, there is no life-threatening thing. I saw that her tone was normal when she called me. I guess there is something at home, so what are you doing?"

Jane looked at him thoughtfully.

Jian Changjia: "What to look at!"

"No." Jian Wei's big round eyes filled with a little smile, and said softly: "I haven't seen my brother pass this way before. If I look at it this way, he is very handsome."

...

Jian Changjia, who was still yelling just now, choked in his throat, his earlobes slowly dyed red, and finally snorted coldly, "It's up to you."

I always felt like I was seen through by my younger brother. Jian Changjia wanted to save some face, so she said: "I'm coming back, but I will just sit here and listen. You don't expect me to give a speech or do anything for you, you know? ?"

Jian Mo said: "Okay."

The two people were talking, and the people around them were looking at them, saying that it was a parent-teacher meeting. In fact, there was a comparison. Whose mother wears the brand name, whose father drove what car, and who did the job at home. Yes, not only adults, but even children talk in private, so when Jian Changjia appeared, many people started to look at it.

Then I found out-I didn't recognize the brand of the clothes at all.

Some parents still wanted to see, they caught Jian Changjia’s unkind gaze unexpectedly. Correspondingly, the parents saw the scar that was originally hidden in the collar. It was dazzling and ugly. It was very scary. Hey, he quickly retracted his gaze.

"Squeak."

The door of the classroom was pushed open, and the head teacher walked in.

Teacher Li's entry made the entire class silent again. She said: "Hello parents, first of all, thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to participate in the parent meeting..."

The normal process is to give a speech first, and then start to mention the results, but this year is about interactive education, so in order to increase the communication between parents and children, the head teacher proposed a small game to invigorate the atmosphere.

The mini game is to pass table tennis on a racket. Parents and children can form a team. If the ball is passed in one minute, every ten **** can get one point, and the points can be exchanged for a small red flower. This small red flower is in the class. It is very useful. It is not only a symbol of honor, but also can offset the duty once and redeem various small prizes.

The teacher asked in front: "Who wants to participate?"

Many enthusiastic children below raised their hands, pulling their parents in front to pass them with a ping pong ball, and there was a burst of lively laughter, which sounded so happy.

Jian Changjia, who said that she would only sit in her position and not participate in anything, sneered: "boring."

Jane held her chin to watch others play, a little envious.

After seeing him, Liu Can, who had returned full of loads, said, "Ambiguous, why don't you go?"

Jian Mei said: "I..."

"I have passed ten of them to my mother!" Liu Can raised the counting sticker in his hand and said braggingly: "Look, getting a small red flower can offset a duty!"

Jian Mei was happy for him: "It's so good."

Because his seat is sitting outside, many children who come back will also say to him: "I am ignorant, I got the little red flower, my dad is really awesome!"

As the activity heats up, more and more people come over.

Jian Changjia looked at Jian Mei's envious eyes and was a little annoyed. He said, "Isn't it just a little red flower? You haven't graduated from kindergarten, and you still want that kind of thing."

Jian Mei turned around when he heard the words and replied softly: "No, I just think it's fun."

Jian Changjia had never played with a group of friends since he was a child. He disdain: "What's fun, children play house, they are all tricks that are tired of playing."

"Really." Jian Mei's pale little face slipped over a dark color, and he turned his head and glanced in front of him, his voice was very low, but like a huge rock hitting Jian Changjia's heart, he whispered: "I haven't played. "

...

For some reason, he was mocking Jian Ambiguous, but now Jian Changjia felt that he was even more annoying.

At exactly this moment, another child came over and said: "Ambiguous, I got the little red flower, why don't you go with your family?"

Jian Mei smiled and replied: "We won't go, my brother said he doesn't like..."

The classmates just wanted to nod their heads when they saw Jian Changjia stand up. Not only did she stand up by herself, she also got up and headed forward with her brother. Very strong: "Go."

Jane was stunned: "Where are you going?"

"Pass, what do you think."

"Didn't you say not to participate?"

"It's too noisy to sit in your position, so I might as well pass the ball."

"But……"

"But what?" Jian Changjia looked back, looking at him fiercely.

But there are more people passing the ball and noisier.

Jian Mei raised her face and looked at her brother, blinking and blinking round eyes, and finally showed a gentle smile: "It's nothing, let's get a better racket!"

Jian Changjia was dragged away by him.

The boy who originally said that he would not participate in anything is very serious when he is playing games. He is young, quick to respond, and always likes to play. He is faster than many unfamiliar parents and can pass luck within a minute. After finishing 30 balls, Mr. Li was shocked. This was the highest grade in the class.

A middle-aged man came over and said, "Young man, what are you doing so hard? Let us elders, you grab the ball so fast."

"This gentleman." Jian Changjia is not used to him: "I have always heard of letting the big be letting the small, and never heard of letting the small let the adults, I also grab the ball by my own ability, you are right. Bar."

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he was not outdone: "You don't understand how to respect the old and love the young?"

The most annoying thing about Jian Changjia is this kind of stubbornness. He was about to get back, but his brother who had always been good-tempered came out. Jian Mei said, "You are not old."

The middle-aged man almost can't breathe, and he can't care about children.

He cursed and went back, saying that it's no wonder the parents didn't come, and the two children who were uneducated would get sick. Maybe it was because the family did something wrong, but you can't let the kids play with someone like Jian Mei.

...

When the parent meeting was in the second stage, there was a break in the middle. Jian Mei went to the toilet. Jian Changjia was waiting, but found that the goods had not come back. He hesitated again and again. He got up and followed and approached. On the corner of the toilet, he heard a group of children talking.

"Ambiguous, your brother looks so fierce."

"I never heard you mention that you still have an older brother."

"Yeah, I just saw it. The scar on his neck is scary."

"Terrible."

"How is your relationship, I have never heard you mention it?"

Jian Changjia's footsteps stopped, his eyes slowly darkened, standing in the corner of the wall, just in the shadow of the light, he had always looked like such a strong teenager, but at the moment, his figure was a little lonely.

However

A clear and familiar voice sounded: "What's so terrible."

"That scar is nothing, haven't you seen an injury." Jian Mei asked them: "Injury is not what he wants. If you define a person's good or bad because of this, it wouldn't be even more terrifying."

The other children were silent.

Jian Mei is also an honest person: "As for the relationship between my brother and me, our relationship is actually not very good, but..."

Everyone was listening to him, even Jian Changjia at the wall raised his head unconsciously. Jian Ambiguous voice was soft, but full of firmness and sincerity. He seemed to smile and tell others : "He treats me very well, I like him very much."

...

Jian Changjia doesn't care much about what other people say.

He walked slowly back to the classroom alone, repeating what Jian Mei said in his mind. In fact, he hated his younger brother a long time ago. It seemed that he was mad because of his scars, but it didn’t count. He knew that he was angry with himself. He was angry that even if he was injured, after learning that Jian Mei was discharged from the hospital, he still wanted to visit Jian Mei secretly. He was angry that even if Jian Mei said the injuries. In human words, he still didn't really hold the hate and ignorance in his heart.

From before to now, he is mad at himself.

Qi is not good for himself, and he cares about this younger brother more than anyone thinks.

Returning to the desk and chair, Jian Changjia noticed that under Jian Mei’s book, there was a letter pressed down. This should be a letter to parents. This child also wrote it and sealed it with an envelope, revealing At one corner, he stretched out his hand to pull it out, and the envelope said-Brother Qiqi.

...

How dare this guy be sure he will come?

Jian Changjia was puzzled, but out of curiosity, he still wanted to see what was written in the letter, so he opened the envelope, but was even more surprised. His fingers holding the paper tightened unconsciously. When he saw the content, his pupils Miniatures, for a moment, it was as if the psychological line of defense was collapsing, and he even felt that even if he wrote a long story to himself, he would not have this moment, which made his mood complicated.

This is a very abstract painting.

But he understood what the painting was. This was a warrior holding a sword in his hand to repel a little monster. The warrior was wearing the clothes he wears most often, with the same inch of his head cut, looking a little silly.

Jian Changjia remembers that Jian Mei has been most afraid of these little monsters and monsters since he was a child, and in his paintings, he is the warrior who repels the beasts. He will always protect him. The person standing in front, even if he never He didn't give him a good face, but his stupid brother didn't treat himself with the same narrow heart.

"elder brother……"

There was a slight, suspicious voice from around.

Jian Changjia looked up and saw Jian Mei standing in front of her, looking at herself with a puzzled look, he was hesitant and worried: "What's wrong with you..."

Why does it seem that the eyes are a little red.

Jian Changjia lowered his head and put away the painting. After only a few moments, the boy adjusted his emotions. He raised his head and said, "Why do you paint me so ugly?"

Jian Mo came over, looked at it seriously, and showed a silly smile: "What's ugly, isn't this much better than the little monster?"

"...Your painting is so ugly, I confiscated it."

"Hey? You give it back to me so I can change it!"

Jian Changjia has made an inch of progress: "I can give you the chance to change it. Just draw another one for me. I will confiscated this one first to urge you to improve your drawing skills in the future."

"...You are so unreasonable."

Jian Changjia stared at him: "What did you say?"

"No." Jian ignorantly changed his words: "I said my brother is really wise."

Jian Changjia nodded in satisfaction, and for the first time showed a disgusting smile to her younger brother: "This is pretty much the same, work hard, I will check it these days."

Jian Mei was taken aback for a long time, and then he reacted for a long time: "These few days? Brother, you are not living outside, do you want to move home?"

Before, Jian Changjia had always hated the family and refused to come back to live.

Jian Changjia casually said: "I'm tired of living outside, can't I come back and change my taste?"

Jian Mei smiled: "Of course it does!"

The parent conference ended faster than he thought, but this was the happiest day he had had since the beginning of school. My brother was able to attend the parent conference, accept his paintings, and was willing to move back to live. Surprised like a dream, happy Jian Mo even ate an extra bowl of rice when he got home.

After returning to the bedroom, he sent a message to Lu Xing: "I'm back. The school held a parent conference today, so I came back a bit faster than usual."

After a while, Lu Xing replied: [Parents' meeting? 】

"Yes." Jian Mei talked to him by the way: "It's okay that my parents didn't go. I didn't do well in the exam. Anyway, my brother won't scold me, but my mother will definitely call me."

Jane thought for a while and said, "But you definitely don't understand my scumbag mentality. You are so smart, what is it not to catch you? Even if you don't go to school now, I believe that with your ability, you will be the same in the future. Mother's pride."

After the message was sent, there was no reply for a long time.

After a while, Jian Mei came back from eating outside and saw a message from her mobile phone. It was a short line of words, an understatement, but he froze in place. Lu Xingwang: [She has passed away]

...

In Stan Star’s palace, the young man sitting at the desk reading the manuscript had a cold expression. When he corrected the information sent by the major general, he wrote quickly. He seldom mentioned his mother’s matters to outsiders and faced Jane. At that time, for some reason, he revealed more. In fact, he was not very envious of others. The prince was always controlled by the queen, and the second highness was also implicated by his mother, and he was carrying the hope and hatred that his mother had placed on him. To survive, Jian Mei's family is complete and happy, beyond his reach.

"Ding Dong"

When news came, the other party responded.

Jian Mei is always very sensible and polite: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

Lu Xingzuo didn't have any expressions: [It doesn't matter to you]

Just when he thought that this matter could be revealed, after all, even if Jian Mei could accidentally surprise him in normal times, and couldn't find any waves in this kind of matter, he received the news again.

Jian Mei is very sincere, and his tone is full of gentleness: "It's okay, don't be sad, we are good friends, and my mother is your mother. When we meet in the future, you can treat my house as your own. !"

...

Lu Xing looked at this jargon and fell into contemplation.

According to their Stan Star tradition, only the couple who closed the case would recognize each other’s parents as relatives. Even friends would not say such words. Jian Mei might not understand his words for a conservative Stan. For the stars, it may be tantamount to courtship.

Then, did he agree or disagree?