At night, Jian Jihong arrived home exhausted. After entering the room, he lay down on the sofa without turning on the lights. The whole living room was dark and empty.

After an unknown amount of time, a piercing ringtone rang. Jian Jihong frowned and looked at the screen. After seeing the incoming call reminder, he threw the phone away irritably, leaving it buried on the carpet and ringing wildly.

The person opposite seemed to be tireless, calling over and over again. Jian Jihong tucked his head under the sofa pillow as if evading, but the violent ringing still pierced Jian Jihong's ears like sharp steel needles.

"Fuck." Jian Jihong turned over and sat up, walked over to pick up the phone in two or three steps, and found that the call notification on the screen was still a different person.

Jian Jihong frowned even tighter, but this time he didn't drop the phone again, but was forced to pick up the phone: "Hello, grandma."

"Baby, are you busy?" A kind voice came from the receiver.

Jian Jihong took a step back and sat on the sofa: "Yes."

"It's so hard." Grandma said, "Otherwise, don't do it and go home."

Jian Jihong: "..."

Grandma Jian Jihong over there noticed Jian Jihong's silence, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Don't make a sad face, don't worry, your grandma hasn't been instigated by your mother yet."

Jian Jihong breathed a sigh of relief sincerely, and now he shouted helplessly, "Grandma."

"It's the same with your mother. It's been so many years, and I still can't see the situation clearly. I don't know whether to say she is innocent or persistent." Grandma said, "Whenever I can't find you, I start looking for me. I am in my seventies and eighties. , look at the time now, the elderly usually go to bed early, and I have to watch your phone to call you."

Jian Jihong sighed: "I'm sorry grandma, she will look for you later, just ignore her."

Grandma replied: "How can I just ignore it? She watched me in the living room for an hour today, which made me fail to watch the eight night theaters of the Central Committee."

Jian Jihong rubbed his eyebrows vigorously.

"By the way, baby." Grandma said, "I've been chasing your "Silent Sound" recently."

Jian Jihong already guessed what his grandma was going to say.

Sure enough, grandma put on a show and said, "Why does that kid from your team look so familiar to me? Even his name seems familiar."

What kind of deja vu... Jian Jihong had a headache, knowing that he couldn't fool grandma, so he could only say, "It's him, grandma, don't tell mom."

"Then how could it be possible to tell, don't worry, this matter can be concealed, she won't watch variety shows." Grandma said, "Don't mention her, you can talk to grandma about your little Sydney."

Jian Jihong pursed his lips: "He is not my little Sydney."

Grandma yelled: "The dead duck has a hard mouth, how can I see that you are very active in bullying others?"

Jian Jihong could not refute.

Grandma said: "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, I don't bother to ask, I'm going to bed."

Jian Jihong said in a low voice, "Good night, grandma."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Jihong threw the phone away with a stiff face. During this period of time, Li He came back suddenly, which made him emotionally unstable, and his vigilance also dropped. Grandma's call was a wake-up call for him.

The entertainment industry is open to the public, and from the moment Li He participated in "The Sound Is Not Stopping", he will not be the only one who knows that Li He has returned.

What happened back then is still vivid in Jian Jihong's memory, no matter what the relationship between him and Li He is now, Jian Jihong doesn't want to encounter any of those things again.

Must be vigilant.

Jian Jihong has always been a smart person, but most of the time, he is not willing to waste his brain, preferring to be influenced by his emotions and make some seemingly unwise decisions in the eyes of others.

In fact, these decisions all have Jian Jihong's own serious consideration.

Just like when he heard Li He sing the full version of "It's Too Late" for the first time during the winter vacation of his second year in high school, Jian Jihong realized that his obsessive attention to Li He over the past year should not be purely for friends.

He likes Li He.

This was the first time Jian Jihong faced up to his feelings, and also the first time he realized that he didn't like girls.

When he realized this, Jian Jihong knew that there was no way for him to continue on the path his family had planned for him.

According to the family's vision, he would go abroad to study after graduating from high school. While studying, he would learn how to manage the family property with his father. After graduation, he would marry a well-matched girl, have a child, and live like his parents.

Jian Jihong didn't think there was anything wrong with such a life, it was plain, nothing to look forward to, and nothing to disappoint, ideals and hobbies are dispensable, love... just look at his parents, even if there is no Love life can go on as usual.

And the most important reason is that Jian Jihong didn't meet anyone or anything worth giving up.

But now he has.

It's like a lotus growing out of stagnant water, or finding a garden on a snowy mountain, a life without much hope, suddenly has something to pursue.

Pursuing means having expectations, and also means that the ending and the process cannot be controlled. He will no longer spend his life in a safe and comfortable circle like before. He will start to face the wind, torrential rain, and even these The hurt can also come from the family that gave him safety in the first place, or from the person who has not yet fallen in love with him.

But if the end of the pursuit is Li He, Jian Jihong feels that there is nothing he cannot overcome.

The author has something to say: I had a fever when I got home this afternoon, and I barely wrote more than 1000 words. I want to rest, sorry.

Thanks for the support.

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