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Bai Jiachen Suddenly remembered that I forgot to change his cotton slippers, turning back to get a cold is another trouble.
Song Yi seemed a bit aggrieved: "Why didn't you call me when you went to the supermarket?"
"What do you call me when I buy daily necessities?" Lin Xu smiled and raised his hand, seeming to be in a good mood. Bai Jiachen keenly noticed a large bundle of coffee-colored fabric in the bag and guessed it was a towel.
Lin Xu put down the three-pack of Lay's potato chips on the table and asked Song Yi, "Have you finished your homework?"
"I wrote it at school."
"I heard your grades are good. You will definitely get into a good university in the future, unlike me."
Song Yi Sorry, I carefully pulled out an old tablet from my backpack, "There will be a live broadcast of the Chess King Speed Chess Tournament 4th round later, do you want to join, Lin Xu?"
Lin Xu sat up straight, "No, I'm not interested in Go."
"Is that so," Song Yi expressed disappointment.
Seeing the dark circles under his eyes, Lin Xu couldn't help but advise, "Song Yi, be careful, your obsession with chess is affecting your studies."
"Song Yi Did you hear that? I'm not the only one saying this, right?"
Bai Jiachen criticized: "Playing chess until 11 or 12 every day, not unplugging the internet and not sleeping. In two years, you will be taking the high school entrance exam. Can you study well staying up late at night and sleeping during the day?"
Song Yi was anxious: "Sister..."
Bai Jiachen interrupted him: "Sister knows that your dream is to become a professional Go player. Regardless of whether you have the talent or not, even if you successfully achieve a certain level, if you can't enter the professional Go league, how will you establish yourself in a big city? Do you know how many professional Go players are currently unable to find opportunities? There are plenty of ways to enjoy Go, even high-level Go clubs in universities. You are clearly a good student, so why choose the most difficult path?"
"Sister, what right do you have to criticize me? Your academic performance is not bad, and you also learned to paint, didn't you?" Song Yi retorted.
"At least painting can be considered a skill. What about playing Go? Think about it, Uncle, if he opens a Go classroom, he won't attract students and will lose money every year. Do you want to rely on others for the rest of your life like him?"
Lin Xu saw anger on Song Yi's face for the first time. This child is always cheerful like Fo Ye, but unexpectedly, he also runs away after breaking the bowl.
Bai Jiachen squatted down to pick up the porcelain pieces. "Xiao Yi didn't do it on purpose."
She sighed in frustration, "I didn't express it well. In fact, my uncle is a really good person."
"I know."
This kind of thing, Lin Xu is an experienced person, naturally understands better than anyone else. Afraid that Bai Jiachen would cut her hand, he pulled her up, "Let me do it, you go get the broom."
After cleaning up the broken bowls, Bai Jiachen didn't feel like doing anything else. She sent an apology text to Song Yi and locked herself in her room to paint.
Lin Xu went upstairs alone. As he passed through the corridor, a gust of wind blew, causing Bai Jiachen's cat-patterned towel to flutter in the evening sun. Seeing that it was almost dry, Lin Xu planned to take it down and continue using it, as the towel's quality was really good.
However, upon second thought, he decided against it, as it seemed that Bai Jiachen might be quite concerned about this matter, after all, girls are particular about such things.
He returned to his room, tore open a loaf of bread, and ate it. Then Lin Xu opened a carton of milk, and the cold liquid poured down his throat. He couldn't tell if there was a sweet taste in his mouth. After finishing, he took a new towel to the bathroom.
After taking a shower, the temperature had dropped, and the green shadows of the trees made the full moon in the sky appear exceptionally bright.
Lin Xu casually put on a hoodie, dried the water droplets from his hair, and leaned on the table, gazing at the sky with his fingers. The young man's face looked cold and frosty in the crystal-clear glass.
After a while, the man sighed and squatted down to unpack the package.
It's worth mentioning that Yang Tianyuan sent him a lot of things. In addition to a bunch of miscellaneous clothes, shoes, brain health products, he also took out all of his certificates and medals from over the years, including the first prize certificates from the preschool group, and packed them all in a box.
Lin Xu put down the scissors, took out the phone camera, "click" took a few pictures, and planned to send them to Yang Tianyuan.
As if on the same wavelength, Yang Tianyuan unexpectedly called.
"Lin Xu, did you just watch the game? I won, I won against Zhou Yue, the 9th dan, you know?"
Yang Tianyuan was shouting so loudly that you could feel his unusually high emotions even over the phone.
This guy is definitely drunk.
"Zhou Yue in the middle game, he was so strong that he almost defeated me. I thought I was done for, but in the end, he made a mistake and I won. What's so great about Zhou Yanwang? One wrong move and you lose everything, that's what they say about him."
"......"
"Lin Xu, say something. Are you happy that your brother avenged you?"
Lin Xu thinks Yang Tianyuan is great in every way - he is righteous, generous, and wealthy. His only flaw is that he is a heavy drinker and not good at reading people.
"Happy? Do you want me to buy you a big red flower to wear?" Lin Xu said with a smirk.
"Put away the big red flowers. Lin Xu, sing a song for me. It's been a long time since I heard you sing."
"You're drunk. When did I ever sing?" Lin Xu didn't remember this at all.
"That year, you ranked first in the whole country, and I barely made it in last place. You comforted me when I was crying..."
Lin Xu interrupted impatiently, "That was then, now we've both changed, but you're still dwelling on it."
"Do you sing or not in the end?"
"I don't sing."
"Wuwuwu..."
Yang Tianyuan suddenly burst into tears: "Do you know what kind of days I'm living now? Eating alone, going to the game room alone, I can't even find anyone to analyze game records with me, they all find me annoying..."
Lin Xu frowned and moved the phone away, "You've always been quite annoying..."
"Never mind others, how could you think like this? Are you saying that our relationship of over ten years is all fake..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Xu is most afraid of Yang Tianyuan going crazy with alcohol. Once he starts, there's no stopping him. "What do you want to listen to?"
"The song you sang at that time."
Lin Xu cleared his throat and looked a bit bitter. He has never been fond of the arts since he was young, and Yang Tianyuan is quite good at teasing people.
After a moment of contemplation, he sang a couple of lines, but Yang Tianyuan complained that he couldn't hear clearly and insisted on video calling him.
At the same time, Bai Jiachen carried a blue and white porcelain plate upstairs, with several slices of cut red-fleshed watermelon inside.
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