At the same time, the He family.
The aunt took He Yanfeng's coat and hung it aside, then said with a smile: "Xiao Yang made some soup, it's now warming up in the kitchen, aunt will bring you a bowl."
He Yanfeng thanked him and asked, "Where is she?"
"He's reading upstairs." Auntie thought for a moment and said with some concern, "Qianjian locked himself in his room when he got home today. He didn't come down to eat dinner. Xiao Yang knocked on the door several times, but he said he wasn't hungry. Do you want to go check on him?"
He Yanfeng waved his hand nonchalantly: "Today is the day for the competition results, he may be in a bad mood, ignore him."
"But I can't skip meals..."
"He's grown up now. If he's really hungry, he'll come down to eat." He Yanfeng walked in and asked, "Where's Qianyu?"
"Xiaobao is doing his homework." Auntie smiled and said, "Maybe he is thinking about Qianmin. Now he is very active in doing his homework every day after coming back. He said he wants to go to Yanyi Middle School for junior high school."
He Yanfeng shook his head and laughed: "She doesn't miss Qian Min. Auntie, I'm going upstairs. You've worked hard all day, go to bed early."
"Hey, I'll get you a bowl of soup. Let it cool on the table and then I'll go take a rest. Remember to come down and drink it later."
He Yanfeng knocked on the door of Yang Yun's study, opened it a crack, and poked his head in: "Wife, I'm back."
Yang Yun, who was reading a book, looked up at him, then returned his gaze to the book: "You're not working overtime today?"
"No." He Yanfeng walked over to Yang Yun and sat down. He put his arm around her and turned his body to look at the cover of her book. He said, "What are you reading? How to correctly deal with the unstable emotions of adolescent children?" He turned around and picked up a book from the pile of books next to him. "Mental health of adolescent children, adolescent troubles, manifestations of adolescent depression..."
He put the book back and laughed, "What are you reading?"
Yang Yun said without even looking up: "Qian Jian has been emotionally unstable recently. I'm a little worried. I'm reading a book to find a solution."
"Boys are all like this at this age." He Yanfeng didn't care: "Don't worry about him. It's not a bad thing to let him suffer more setbacks."
"But his mood has become more and more unstable recently, and he even started talking to himself." Yang Yun closed the book and frowned, "Today he went home and locked himself in his room. I went to bring him some soup, and I heard him talking to himself and the sound of smashing things. He didn't open the door, and I couldn't go in to see. Do you think Dabao might have some psychological problems..."
He Yanfeng also put away his indifferent attitude, sat up straight and asked: "Did you see him talking to himself?"
"More than once." Yang Yun said, "Before, I thought it was because he had too much pressure from studying and had a strong self-esteem, but now the situation seems to be more serious. Husband, should we take him to see a psychologist?"
"It shouldn't have reached this point yet..." He Yanfeng stood up: "I'll go talk to him and we'll talk when I come back."
…
He Qianjian refreshed the webpage again and again. After making sure that all the posts speculating about his and Jiang Chen's backgrounds had been deleted, he relaxed the hand holding the mouse. He let out a long sigh, and his expression was relaxed for only half a second before it became gloomy again.
"What use are you?" He suddenly threw the mouse away, stood up and kicked the desk hard, turned around and walked to the bed and sat down, gritting his teeth and said, "During the competition, you said that something was interfering with you and blocking your signal, so you couldn't help me search for questions, but what about this time? I just asked you to delete a post! Aren't you high-tech that is thousands of years ahead of the current level of technology? I have to contact hackers myself to delete a post? What else can you do?"
[This is the law of the system. All systems must follow the rules. ]
"Rules, rules? Fuck those bullshit rules!" He Qianjian stood up suddenly, took two steps at a time, and kicked over the chair next to the sofa: "When I asked you to help me delete the surveillance video before, why didn't you care about the rules?"
[I can only help you make the best choice and exchange. Only when the host uses these two functions, I am qualified to delete all bugs that may expose the system and the host's ability. If someone finds out that you exchanged the blade last time, there will be a risk of exposing the system. According to the rules, I can delete the video for you. However, the online post has no direct connection with your use of the system, and there is no risk of exposure, so I can't help you delete the post. ]
"How come there is no risk of exposure?!" He Qianjian's voice instantly increased, and when it reached its peak, it instantly dropped back down: "If Jiang Chen and I's identities are discovered, won't you be at risk of being exposed?"
[According to my investigation, it is not uncommon to hold the wrong child in this world. Even if you and Jiang Chen switch back to your original identities, no one will be able to guess the existence of the system. You are still my host, and this will not change.]
“But if I am replaced, it would be like falling from heaven to hell. Hell! Do you understand?!” He Qianjian paced back and forth. When he came to the desk, he swept everything on the desk. He supported his hand on the table, his chest heaving violently: “If I hadn’t deleted it quickly, this post might have been seen by the He family. By then, it would only be a matter of time before my identity was exposed. No, no, no - something has gone wrong now. I must think of a way to solve the problem completely before things get out of control…”
[How does the host want to solve this problem? 】
"I want..." He Qianjian's eyes were cold. He suppressed the anger in his chest and squeezed out a hoarse and cold voice from his throat: "I want Jiang Chen--"
——Boom boom boom.
He Qianjian's voice suddenly stopped and he looked towards the door.
He Yanfeng's voice came from outside the door: "Qianjian, open the door, I want to talk to you."
[Will he hear me?] He Qianjian hurriedly picked up all the fallen chairs and stools, and picked up the books and pens that were swept on the ground. [What should I do?]
[The soundproofing in this room is enough to block out the volume you just made, so you can rest assured. ]
The knock on the door sounded again. He Qianjian quickly put his books in order, took a deep breath, and then walked to the door: "Dad."
He Yanfeng walked in and asked, "I heard from your mother that you didn't eat?"
"My appetite is not very good."
"Because the results of today's competition are out?"
“…There is this reason.”
He Yanfeng sat down on the sofa, pointed to the sofa on the other side, and said calmly: "It is your own decision to give up the game. I told you when you were very young that your mother and I will not interfere with any of your decisions, but you must be responsible for your decisions. Also, think about the consequences and results before making a decision."
"I know..." He Qianjian sat down and lowered his head and said, "All this is only temporary. I will be fine after a while..."
He Yanfeng frowned slightly and said, "You have been emotionally unstable recently. Is there any other reason besides this?"
He Qianjian's hands on his knees trembled, and he shook his head and said, "It's all because of my studies."
He Yanfeng crossed his legs, hugged his chest and said, "Since when did you start to like talking with your head down?"
He Qianjian hesitated for a moment, then looked up at He Yanfeng with twinkling eyes.
"What's going on?" He Yanfeng's eyes were sharp and he put away his smile.
He Qianjian froze, maintaining his gaze towards He Yanfeng, picking at his nails hard, his whole body tense.
[Your current demeanor is very bad, which can easily make He Yanfeng suspicious. I suggest you change the subject and not let He Yanfeng focus on what's wrong with you.]
He Qianjian's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what he was thinking. A cunning light flashed in his eyes. He looked at He Yanfeng and said with a lost look: "Dad, I just feel like a failure."
"Since last semester, my grades have never returned to the top. If it were just these... I could persuade myself to work harder, but in addition to grades, my relationship with Qian Min has been getting worse and worse. Now when he sees me, it's like seeing the murderer of his father... And Qian Yu, she always liked to stick to me, I don't know since when, she doesn't pay much attention to me, and she doesn't even need my help with her homework..."
He Qianjian rested his elbows on his knees and buried his head in his palms, confused and sad: "I can't understand why it turned out like this..."
He Yanfeng raised his hand and patted his shoulder, saying: "Don't think too much, Qianyu has just grown up, it's normal for her not to cling to her brother like she did when she was a child."
He Qianjian smiled bitterly and shook his head, "She just doesn't like to stick to me anymore..."
He Yanfeng paused, and a young boy's face appeared in his mind. He frowned slightly and said in a calm voice: "No matter what, you are her biological brother, and this will not change. What you should do is not to feel sorry for yourself, but to think about solutions."
He Qianjian put down his hand, looked up and said, "I know, Dad, I won't let you down."
"This is my son." He Yanfeng patted his shoulder, stood up and walked out the door: "Don't skip dinner in the future, don't let your mother worry."
"There won't be a next time."
"Then go to bed early. I'm leaving."
When He Qianmin finished the questions and Jiang Chen checked them, it was almost ten o'clock.
"Now you can basically figure out what the teacher wants to test from the geometry questions. In the future, you can reduce some of the geometry training and just maintain your reaction speed." Jiang Chen said as he stood up: "It's getting late. I'll go back first. You should go to bed early too."
He Qianmin cleaned up the table, looked up at Jiang Chen, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Jiang Chen paused and looked sideways at him: "Just say what you want to say."
"Brother, if, I mean if, you are really my brother, what would you do?"
Jiang Chen asked back: "What do you want me to do?"
He Qianmin opened his mouth and said, "Of course..." but he couldn't say what it was.
He really hoped that Jiang Chen was his brother, but when he thought about it carefully, Jiang Chen becoming his brother would not change anything except the blood relationship and name. Just like Jiang Chen said, no matter whether they were related by blood or not, they regarded each other as brothers.
He Qianmin lost his temper and pursed his lips: "I don't know..."
Jiang Chen sighed and rubbed his head, saying, "As long as people know who they are, their identities won't change anything, whether it's feelings or anything else, so you don't need to worry about it. I will always be me, and our relationship won't change because of a change in identity."
He Qianmin nodded as if he understood, and Jiang Chen smiled: "I'm leaving, go to bed early."
"Good night, bro."
"good evening."
…
The post from Chenghua High School was deleted when it was at its most popular, which once again sparked heated discussions within the campus. However, there are always new things happening in school, and within a few days, no one was discussing whether He Qianjian had someone delete the post.
A week passed in a calm atmosphere with hidden undercurrents. On Sunday noon, Jiang Chen showed up in Li Nanfeng's office on time.
Shi Fengyue was chatting with Li Nanfeng. When he saw him come in, he stood up and said, "Let's go."
"You two are having dinner without me?" Li Nanfeng lay on the sofa, grabbed the corner of Shi Fengyue's clothes and said, "I just broke up, you have the heart to let me eat alone?"
Shi Fengyue pulled out his clothes and looked down at him: "What does your broken heart have to do with us?"
"Are you a brother?"
"no."
Li Nanfeng raised his finger and pointed at Shi Fengyue. His finger trembled a few times before he finally put it down. He leaned close to his ear and gritted his teeth, "You're crossing the river and destroying the bridge."
Shi Fengyue pushed his head away and said disdainfully: "Stay away from me"
Li Nanfeng turned to Jiang Chen: "Chen Chen!"
Jiang Chen took a half step back, raised his hand to stop Li Nanfeng from coming over, and looked at Shi Fengyue: "Let him come along, I just need to discuss some work matters with him later."
Shi Fengyue glanced at Li Nanfeng lightly and said expressionlessly: "I'm not used to eating with three people."
Li Nanfeng sneered: "Why don't you just say that you two are going on a date and don't want me to be a light bulb? It will be more believable."
Shi Fengyue walked up to Jiang Chen, grabbed his wrist and lifted it up, saying slowly: "We are going on a date, we don't want you to be a light bulb, don't follow us." He pulled Jiang Chen out.
Jiang Chen let him pull him, and only pulled his hand away after they walked out of the office. He chuckled and said, "It seems like you really don't want to have dinner with Brother Li."
Shi Fengyue looked back and asked: "Why do you think it is?"
Jiang Chen thought for a moment and curled his lips: "Because you are not used to eating with three people?"
Shi Fengyue paused and then laughed.
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