C75

When it comes to defense, I think it depends.

I couldn't stop studying for possible harm, study all the stories behind my father and Yin Yijie, and expel the danger to make myself safe.

In fact, where did real danger and safety come from?

If he could face it and deal with it, the danger was no longer there.

If there was no sense of security in his heart, he probably wouldn't be safe even if he stayed in the palace.

I knew, of course, that this was an excuse for being lazy. But I don't think it's bad.

Our time is limited, we must be used to learn the most useful things, to do the most appropriate things.

I don't know that there are people in the world who want to plot against me, and I don't know what value I have for them to do it. The heart is evil, and I have to live for myself.

"What are you thinking about?" Yin Yijie asked as he placed the juice in my hand.

I took a sip slowly, looked up at him, and shook my head.

I don't know what I was thinking.

Sometimes, when he was tired, he would meditate for a moment and then continue to study or play.

"Do you think that this is our home?" Yin Yijie sat down beside me and lit a cigarette.

At home he didn't seem to smoke much, or go out much.

His hands are always busy, like calling a computer or drinking wine on the phone, or, like now, touching my head.

I thought for a moment, then shook my head and said, "It feels like it."

Yin Yijie smiled silently, took a puff on his cigarette, and slowly blew out the smoke from his eye sockets, gradually disappearing in the mist.

Yin Yijie's voice was distant, "Then let's go back tomorrow. School was about to start. Stay close to the school. "

I nodded, but why did he suddenly become so deep?

He seemed slightly displeased.

Don't tell me I think this place doesn't look like my house.

I asked him in a low voice, "Is it far away from where you work and inconvenient?"

He used to say that he would take a break when he worked overtime, but when did he talk about time? He always went when he wanted to and always worked at home when he didn't want to.

One or two things were on the phone, and if there were too many things on the conference call, it seemed that he could still connect to the TV, but he had never used it.

I … I don't know.

Or was it because it was too simple, unlike his palace, and living there would lower his status?

Yin Yijie continued to puff, but very slowly; his breathing was very heavy, very heavy, slowly smoothing my hair, smiling silently.

Yin Yijie said, "Nothing. Let's go live with the bread. After reading all of the books, Ke Er will be able to relax a little this semester. "

I looked at him and shook my head. "That might not be the case. I can study better. If I have the time, I can still read the books for the next semester." Or something else. Or … If you're busy, I can help you. "

Yin Yijie shook his head and smiled. He put out the cigarette and said, "Do what you like. Oh yeah... The matter regarding the phone call that day has already been investigated.

When school started, a few families were happy while others were sad.

I can't tell if I'm happy or sad. In any case, he was still in a different state, so it was normal for him to be a little uncomfortable.

But it must be a pleasure to go home.

We didn't move back until we signed up. Yin Yi was worried about that time, and felt much better. When he returned with us, he saw that everything at home was still the same. He was just as happy as I was.

Yes, home. Opening the window, running out onto the balcony, basking in the warm spring light, everything seemed so beautiful.

When we were not at home, the workers still came twice a week to clean up. So what I saw was a clean, tidy home, like going to school early in the morning. It felt good to be back now.

The dreamland in the bedroom had been wiped clean. The sunlight reflected off the balcony sparkled brightly. The green plants on the balcony were missing a lot, just like the living room. Only some of the more unique ones were left behind, while the others had all been moved away.

The feeling of the new year faded a little, and the feeling of living returned. And these days were like the realm of dreams, very clean and quiet.

"Stop messing around, I want to cook." "You go out first." I gently but firmly pushed the man away.

Yin Yijie looked at me for a while, frowned and left.

I don't know where I offended him again. This fellow is very interesting. Since the school is opening today and he wants to send me off, he doesn't have to work anymore.

I'm too young to know what he does for a living.

Even if he was a big boss, he couldn't be so casual. These days, I shook my head, who knows. Other than his mother who seemed to be able to confirm it, he was getting more and more uncertain.

Ignoring him, I continued to clean up. There was no rush at all.

He first packed up a meal for lunch and prepared a huge table as a celebration.

That's right, he had to celebrate. Coming back here, even the air felt more natural.

From the bedroom to the study and to the kitchen, his steps were light and his mood was as good as the sun.

Spring had arrived, and it was only here that the feelings were most profound.

Red packets still hung on the kumquats by the entrance of the living room. I was happy, so I wrapped the card in red packets and gave it to Yin Yijie.

In any case, he was the one in charge, so whatever he needed to buy, he would naturally give the large amount of items to his family.

Heh, who cares? Who knows, he might even be like Jade Gorge Ice, casually sending the fourth person.

After the dining table was set up, Yin Yijie held the phone and carried the notebook. He sat there working.

I was speechless.

I usually take over the study, so it's fine if he's in the living room.

Actually, our study is not small. The two of us can sit down.

But at this moment, he … What did he want to do?

Supervisor?

Was it useful?

Can I eat the raw beef, or can I not fry the dishes onto the table?

Occasionally, I would go to the living room to collect the pure water. Looking at him, I didn't even bat an eyelid. It seemed that I was angry with him.

When he looked again, his face was very ugly. It was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Of course, it's not my family's current pot. The bottom of the pot was very clean. If he used a steel wire ball to wipe it clean, he would probably be able to use it as a mirror. His face was as black as the bottom of a rural firewood pot, very evil!

I went back to the kitchen and set the kitchen knife within easy reach. I wasn't afraid of him!

His house was over there, and this was my house.

On second thought, what was he angry about?

Why?

He didn't like it when I came back to celebrate the move?

He didn't know why. Or am I doing something unpleasant with the leftovers in the fridge? But what I said was the truth, he really is very wasteful, in the future he will not be allowed to corrupt in my house. To waste food was to be struck by lightning.

Don't think that just because you have a few coins you look down on rice carrots that aren't worth many coins, when you're hungry it works. Furthermore … Hey, if I don't tell you, you might not believe it.

At that New Year's Eve meal at Jade Pot Ice's house, the table was naturally filled with the young princes and princesses of the Yu Family. The food was bountiful, but they only took the portion that was eaten by themselves. They would eat it all up when they got it on their plates, not taking any action until they were done eating. The way she ate was both elegant and cultured. At the end of the meal, no one's plate would have any leftover food.

At that time, he didn't pay much attention to it and was worried about Yin Yijie. Afterwards, he went home to eat a few times and found out that it was really very rare. For example, I eat vegetables like to eat leaves, garlic seedlings do not like to eat garlic, so more or less will secretly bite some leftover. Yin Yijie was even more so. He didn't eat vegetables even if they were slightly older, nor did he eat vegetables even if he was yellow or burnt … Although the plate would be clean in the end, there would still be a lot of leftovers.

So, when I get home today, the first thing I do is not to throw away those dishes that are still fresh. He had already prepared it and placed it in the freezer. Now that it was out and thawed, it was no different from a fresh one.

He looked at a certain someone's stinking face and decided to ignore him.

I didn't expect him to be so capable. He ate his lunch and drank two big bowls of red dates and sheep's tibia porridge. However, he just kept a stinky face and didn't talk to me.

He didn't know what temper the young master had and didn't dare to offend him.

I ignored him. After dinner, the woman washed the dishes. I went to the study room to tidy up my homework. I handed it in when I registered in the afternoon and completed the mission.

Standing in front of the sofa, I carried my bag and bag and looked at him.

I woke up early in the morning and happily sent me to register. I was still having an argument with the computer. I looked at him to see if he wanted to send me there, or if he wanted someone else to send me there, or if I wanted to go alone.

Go by yourself? I haven't been out by myself since I was under his watch, and I don't seem to have come back when I was sober.

It seemed quite challenging. I don't know if I should ask him or continue to wait for him.

Yin Yijie lowered his head and ignored me. I just stood there, not wanting to leave. It's not too late to go tomorrow anyway, and I'm waiting for him to decide.

After about a quarter of an hour, he replied with twenty or thirty emails. He was about to drink his tea, look up, and see me with some surprise in his eyes.

My eyes lit up and I chuckled.

His eyes are so eloquent that I know it.

Since he couldn't do it himself, he should just pretend. It was pretty decent.

"Going to school?" Yin Yijie rubbed his forehead and asked.

What he meant now was that he was very tired, so he stopped and asked a question. It was an unintentional question and he needed me to answer it.

I … He pursed his lips and nodded. I think it's better to cooperate, or he'll be even more embarrassed.

However, it seems that he just didn't want to embarrass me, so he didn't let go. I still didn't know what he was angry at, so I had no way to convince him and admit his mistakes.

"Comfortable?" Yin Yijie nodded and looked at his laptop from time to time. He kept prompting about new mail and it seemed like he was really busy.

I didn't understand the situation any more. With such a large room, he would always shout for comfort, or perhaps have some sort of special aura. As long as he wanted to, comfort would appear in front of him.

Today … It seemed that it was his problem, and even the feeling of comfort had not appeared before his eyes.

I glanced around and saw that they were comfortably in my bedroom. They were carefully polishing the crystals in the light, keeping them in their brightest state.

"…" Yin Yijie replied with an email. He raised his head and looked at me angrily. His face was as bad as it could get.

Legend has it that men, like women, have a few days every month, anxious, irritable, and even unreasonable.

In the past, he rarely interacted with Yin Yijie for so long, he really didn't know anything about it.

However, he … It was terrible to be angry.

But, that's not it, that …

It was just a little childish, like I was angry with someone, and it made me feel weird.

I really don't know what I did wrong to offend him.

However, am I the child? What is he betting on?

Or was he really angry and didn't want to embarrass me, so he made such a scene?

I can't figure it out, but I think it's better not to.

I'm not too interested to know that. I always feel that if he wanted to say it, I'd say it myself.

If I don't want to say it, then I won't be able to do it until now.

It was a strange feeling sometimes. Just like when I wanted to go home, he wouldn't.

I guess if I stick up, act coquettishly, or insist, or use something more vulgar, he might agree.

However, I don't have the habit of sticking to people.

No matter how much I think about it, I can't do it.

Compromise is a good quality, but I won't have it.

Because I know that even if you feel wronged, you may not be able to get it all.

Most of the time, when you feel wronged, it has already shattered. Where did all this come from?

Unless some reactionary blackmailer wants me to give up the underground party list, I might consider compromising.

Otherwise, many times, this heroic spirit would turn into flattery, and the gains wouldn't make up for the losses.

Actually, Yin Yijie and I weren't that serious. But I just can't do it.

Those who had not eaten since they were young begged others, then rolled their eyes and threw out food like they were giving alms.

I can't even compare to a rich man's pet. Since then, I have lost the potential to act coquettishly and the desire to fulfill it.

That was probably when I got my patience.

After so many years, there were only signs of strengthening, and no signs of weakening.

I have no enmity or goodwill towards the rich.

Therefore, if Yin Yijie were to throw his stinky face at me, I would definitely ignore him.

The only difference is, in the end, he's different from the others. I won't beg him, but I won't shake my sleeve and leave either.

Facing his stinking face, I pursed my lips,

Not knowing what to say, he could only continue to stand there quietly, waiting for his next words.

Yin Yijie was a bit angry. After a while, he rubbed his forehead and said to me,

"Make it comfortable to send you. I still have things to do. "

His tone could barely be heard, and his expression changed a lot. Dark clouds covered the sky.

But I don't want to see him make a face again.

The bag was heavy because there were still books for the next semester that he had borrowed. But I think I need some pressure to keep my heart in check.

Comfortable looked up at me and frowned slightly, obviously not expecting this to happen. Hesitating for two seconds, he stopped what he was doing, came over, took my bag, gave me a comforting look, and we went out.

Yin Yijie went back to his work, and soon the phone rang. His harsh accusations and ruthless orders were even more powerful than when he was to me.

Maybe he really did have something to do. Standing in the elevator, I thought, pursing my lips.

Actually, he was home with me for more than ten days. Although he has been working non-stop, how could he compare to going to the scene to deal with it?

There are a lot of things to say in the same way, face to face behind the set, he should know better than I.

Now that I'm going to school, shouldn't he release himself as well?

Or was it time for another battle?

So it seems that I don't care enough about him. Where in the world did a big boss shut himself off for more than ten days?

He seemed to be looking after me, but I don't know why.

However, his face has completely recovered …

Yeah, I know.

He must have been disgraced and didn't want to go out; instead, he came up with a reason to accompany me on a winter vacation. Hmph, I was almost fooled by him. He said it so grandly, but he said it for his own sake.

It made me want to stay home because someone really loved me so much.

From this, it could be seen how great of a loss he would suffer if he didn't think twice.

Sitting in the comfortable car, I quickly recovered, ignoring the foul-mouthed fella.

He's like this for a while, and then he's like that, and I can't do it.

Besides, he didn't seem to feel right himself. He was looking for a way out, and I was just waiting for him.

There were a lot of people in the school. There were half as many students and their parents mixed in as usual.

Comfortable entered the school through the side door and stopped in front of the teaching building. There were also a few cars parked there, probably due to the new school report. I didn't think too much about it. I got used to getting off at school anyway.

A big bag of books, a big bag, comfortable to help me carry, to the office building to find the head teacher.