Get a boyfriend after getting the plot wrong

Chapter 115

"You're back—" Qin Zhu was participating in a group discussion when he heard the sound of the door opening, so he hurriedly got up and ran to the door of the study to poke his head out to say hello, "Eat... um? What's the matter, what happened?"

Cong Jian looked at Qin Zhu who was puzzled and looked at him while listening to the movement in the study: "No."

He didn't stand properly, he held on to the door frame, took off the slipper on his right foot, stepped on the heel of his left shoe, and stood crookedly, looking naughty.

Hearing him say "no", he immediately frowned, opened his eyes wide, curled his mouth, shrank back, and put on a questioning expression strangely.

Small in appearance, likable and owed.

Then Qin Zhu said, "What's the matter?", stepped on the slippers neatly, and strode towards him with big strides. The soles of the shoes landed on the ground, pattering, shaking away the heavy and sticky haze in his heart.

"Just pretending." Cong Jian said with a smile, "See if you are not guilty. If you are guilty, you are not staying at home honestly."

"Ha!" Qin Zhu walked up to Cong Jian and looked at Cong Jian again. He felt that he was normal again, so he believed that he was deceived by the other party's "acting skills".

"It means because I'm busy." Cong Jian naturally bent over to change his shoes, "It's not really good."

"It's almost done, you understand." Qin Zhu practiced fooling around, "I'm going to the meeting next, you haven't eaten, you can serve it yourself..."

Cong Jian listened to Qin Zhu's words and ran back to the study, dazed for a while, then shook his hand, and sure enough, he was no longer stiff and cold.

Human instinct will always make a choice that is more beneficial to oneself.

When Cong Jian first arrived downstairs, she was actually timid. She felt that she shouldn't go home without clearing her mind and making a decision.

Finally went upstairs.

I want to see Qin Zhu.

Even though she would never discuss anything with Qin Zhu without confirming her safety, she couldn't help but want to see him.

Seeing him, hugging him...or just saying a few words, Cong Jian felt alive again.

When he came out of the Cong family, he was calm on the surface, but in fact, too many details that he was arranged by his mother to not care about and not to think about poured into his mind-intensive and sharp. My ego was all shattered.

The "man" and "Electronic Tone" in Mr. Cong's house may think that no one can hear their conversations, and they are always very unscrupulous.

Cong Jian listened to a lot when she didn't realize it was wrong.

He didn't know whether he should thank his own mind, as long as he deliberately recalled it and made a little contact, he could easily see part of the truth.

Mr. Cong is not simply an old man with a genius mind and a weird temper, he is the "man" who talks.

Why did he meet the environmental standards to become what he is now? He calls his body a "shell", and all the offspring left in the Cong family are "waste". He was resentful and called Cong Shu an "idiot who raised a little thing" and Cong Ying an "ambitious girl". He didn't look down on other grandchildren, especially Cong Xin and Cong Zhen.

As for Cong Jian himself, he and the electronic voice call him a "beautiful idiot", with a perfect appearance and a useless mind.

However, Cong Jian figured it out today, it wasn't like that.

Since childhood, his mother has paid special attention to him. Apart from superficial communication, she still communicates with him in a unique way, hypnotizes him in a special and unknown way, and makes him behave normally according to her request , After she left, he had to behave in the world in a simple and rude way of acting without thinking, so he became who he is now.

When he realized this, he encountered a very troublesome problem.

Who is he?

What kind of person should he be?

The brain that usually does not listen to his command and runs at a high speed is more violent today than any other day in the past.

He doesn't seem like he should be like this now.

He should be like his mother, with a photographic memory, very smart, focusing on some research data experimental projects and the like, instead of thinking about how to perfectly roast dried fruit in an oven or make the roundest piggy PP cushion.

He is himself, but not—

No, not right.

He is himself.

No matter how dazed and confused, when he returned to Qin Zhu's side, he was completely himself.

There is no need to doubt anymore, he is always himself.

It was the "you" Qin Zhu cared about.

Qin Zhu and other group discussions came to an end, and a "bent down to pick up the wireless mouse under the table" rushed out of the study and ran to the restaurant: "Have you eaten, is it cold?"

"Not cold." Cong Jian just picked up a piece of tenderloin from the casserole, "Are you full from dinner, why is there so much left?"

"How can I call it leftovers? I'll take them out and eat them." Qin Zhu pretended to be angry, "I'll keep them in the pot for you, and kindly stew them into donkey liver and lungs."

Cong Jian smiled and shook her head: "It sounds like you have eaten."

"I've eaten banchang, and my grandma took me there once..." Qin Zhu said as he remembered the group discussion, "Oh, I have to go back quickly. It took me so long to pick up the mouse!"

Cong Jian watched him running back nervously complaining about herself, and raised her voice and said, "Slow down!"

See, he is himself, cared about by his lover, and really exists.

Cong Jian paused while eating, and suddenly felt that his thoughts just now seemed to be filled with resentment.

You can't blame your mother for this.

It's because she tried her best to protect him that he hasn't been discovered by the "system" and "host" who are obsessed with finding the extraordinary.

She succeeded, but she apologized several times and said "I'm sorry" - thinking about it made him feel very blocked.

When she left, he was already taller than her, and he was quite capable, but he acted like a fool, knowing nothing and doing nothing to help.

Blame himself.

He has been doing nothing for these years, until he got Qin Zhu, he gradually wanted to show his good side more, to learn and understand things that he had never touched before.

This is probably not what his mother wants to see, and he himself can't accept it for a while.

But since the truth is out there, it's better to know than not to know.

At least he can think more comprehensively about how to protect Qin Zhu.

Especially his baby is so special...

"You haven't finished eating yet?" The online discussion meeting was finally over. Qin Zhu leisurely came out of the study and threw himself behind Cong Jian who was sitting at the dining table, "It's not delicious? Can't you swallow it?"

"It's so hard to swallow." Cong Jian joked with him as nonchalantly as possible, "It's like a nail in the dish."

"Why are you throwing nails? You are not a robot." Qin Zhu laughed, "No, high-end robots eat all kinds of energy. What is it that eats nails, a metal recycling robot?"

You are right again, "Electronic Sound" often allows Mr. Cong to exchange energy.

Cong Jian now recalled Qin Zhu's "alien", "time-traveling man" and "black technology", and then thought of the many similar jokes he said on the Internet, and felt helpless and ridiculous for a while.

The information flying all over the Internet, which looks like a joke at first glance, is actually true, who can believe it?

Cong Jian knew that he had said Qin Zhu's affirmative letter, so he didn't intend to tell the other party.

There is a Huanxing black technology installed at the door of the house, so I can't say this carelessly.

Of course, it's not convenient to say that it's secondary. He mainly didn't want Qin Zhu to know too much.

Even if Qin Zhu confessed such an important secret to him, he himself would have to bear the guilt of hiding it from the other party.

In this regard, he seems to have followed his mother, and he just wants to take care of things alone.

His darling should not add new troubles...

Qin Zhu put Cong Jian on his back and waited on his back until he had finished eating before asking, "What about your elder brother?"

Cong Jian told him, "I'll just talk to my family."

"Then you have to say, arrest and find him as soon as possible." Qin Zhu emphasized repeatedly, "You have to believe me, I really see that he will do a lot of bad things in the future, frame people, hurt people, torture people, especially bad."

It's bad that I can't explain it in detail, his Cong Jian is kind, upright and warm-hearted, it's better not to listen to those bad things.

Anyway, Cong Jian will definitely take his words to heart and get things done!

Cong Jian nodded: "I see."

Not much "later", Mr. Cong intends to lure Cong Shu home to help him "get out of his shell". If Cong Shu is really hooked, in the eyes of normal people, he will be insane, even his own grandfather... Cong Jian thinks more and more It all feels extremely absurd.

No wonder the Cong family couldn't find Cong Shu. It turned out that they didn't want him to come back.

Combining the information obtained before, the system seems to be limited by the "world will", and it seems that it can only spy on the strength of a person, and the brain must be determined by the test questions mastered by Mr. Cong.

They always have the kind of lofty attitude, doing things indescribably casual and absurd, as if the whole world is crawling under their feet, and they can do whatever they want with a whim.

Cong Jian, who has considered herself an ordinary person for more than 20 years, feels extremely awkward.

Suddenly there is an ineffective idleness about their disrespect and awe of the world.

It really doesn't work.

What should have happened is still happening, and it won't change just because he knows - Cong Ying contacted him early the next morning.

Mr. Cong's condition worsened, he went out to recuperate, and left overnight.

Cong Jian already knew Mr. Cong's intention to "get rid of the shell", and it was very awkward to think about it, so she just said, "I see."

"Do you have time recently?" Cong Ying asked with a smile, "You are so angry about your little boyfriend, shouldn't you bring him home to meet him?"

Since Cong Jian had a lot of messy things in her mind, she didn't even bother to go around: "Sister, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

"I want to talk to you." Cong Ying said, "It's a bit deliberate to talk alone. You bring your little boyfriend back, and I'll entertain you a little bit, it's more reasonable."

Cong Jian was naturally unwilling to take Qin Zhu back to Cong's house: "You can also talk on the phone."

"Not suitable." Cong Ying said flatly, "Think about it carefully, Cong Jian."

Cong Jian hung up the phone, suppressed her inexplicable irritability, looked up, and saw Qin Zhu standing not far away, eating ice cream and looking at herself.

"Who, why are you angry?" Qin Zhuxin said that he would not be angry when he saw himself eating the second ice cream today, so he hurriedly called the phone, "Talk to Zhuzhu, Zhuzhu will help you complain about him!"

Cong Jian didn't want to tell Qin Zhu at all, but he wanted to observe closely, so he had no choice but to hand over his ice cream: "My eldest sister."

"Why——I asked Eldest Sister why..." Qin Zhu snatched it away, met Cong Jian's eyes, and hesitated, "Is there anything I can do for you, can Zhu Zhu help?"

Cong Jian felt that he answered "nothing" and he was even more suspicious, so he simply said calmly, "Let me take you home and meet."

"Okay." Qin Zhu agreed happily, "Is it just to meet you, or is there a plot to coerce me to leave you? What preparations do I need to make? Who is in your family? Oh, why are you suddenly a little nervous and a little nervous? Looking forward to it, what should I wear more decently?"

Cong Jian learned a lesson.

The next time this kind of thing happens again, you must first explain that you don't plan to take him there, lest you won't be able to say it later!