Chapter 170 Nian Nian is a treasure
The gossip about Ji Shuhe was ignored by both of them.
The topic was changed, and Shi Nianzhu couldn't think of anything else to say for a moment, so he put on his slippers and patrolled the territory for the second time.
"Brother Duan, which bedroom is yours?" He pointed towards several rooms.
"The one on the far right."
"Okay!" After Shi Nianzhu confirmed which room he was talking about, he turned around and ran to the wall, placed the suitcase horizontally on the ground and opened it.
Jiang Duan thought he was going to do something important because of the fuss he made, so he hurried over and asked, "What are you looking for?"
"Here." Shi Nianzhu pulled out a pillow and showed it to him, "This is the pillow from home. With this, I can fall asleep much faster."
Jiang Duan knew his habit and didn't say anything. He just glanced down at his small suitcase and asked in surprise, "Half of the suitcase is used to pack pillows?"
"Yes." Shi Nianzhu said, "You have all the other daily necessities you need here. As for clothes, I brought two sets with me. If you don't have enough, I can wear yours. If that doesn't work, I can buy them locally as needed."
That makes sense.
After he finished explaining, he consciously held the pillow, pushed open the door, entered Jiang Duan's bedroom, and placed the soft pillow he brought on the head of the bed, next to the "indigenous person's" pillow.
Jiang Duan looked at his actions and hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong, Brother Duan?" Shi Nianzhu was very considerate of him and switched the positions of their pillows. "Do you want to sleep on the other side?"
"No." Jiang Duan twisted his fingertips secretly, his hands hanging at his sides. "I thought you would be more willing to sleep alone now that you've grown up."
"Have I grown this big?" Shi Nianzhu walked over from the bedside with a fierce look on his face, and stood in front of Jiang Duan like a small flag. He stretched out a finger and poked Jiang Duan's chest rudely:
"Even if I'm a hundred years old, I'm still your younger brother." Shi Nianzhu said logically, with a hint of resentment in his tone, "I want to sleep with you. When you came to my house before, I always let you sleep in the same bed with me. You can't just turn the situation around and expel me. That's not fair."
He was aggressive and spoke a lot, but Jiang Du accepted it safely. He grabbed the hand that was rioting in front of his chest and pulled it down: "I'm not going to expel you."
"That's more like it..." Shi Nianzhu muttered, pulled her hand away from his palm, and turned back to the living room. "Brother Duan, it's almost six o'clock. How do you usually have dinner?"
“Takeout?”
Jiang Duan rubbed his still warm hand, followed him, and said calmly, "Cook for yourself."
"Cook it yourself? Brother Duan, you can cook!" Shi Nianzhu was surprised for a moment, then showed a helpless expression, "Brother Duan, don't always say what you can do so casually. It seems more like you're showing off your skills."
Jiang Du, who was slandered, calmed down for a moment: "I didn't show off my skills."
"No matter what, I want to eat the food you cook tonight." Shi Nianzhu's eyes sparkled. "Brother Duan, can you cook a lot of different dishes? Can I order some?"
"You'll have everything you usually eat." Jiang Duan teased him intentionally and made a "please" gesture, indicating that he could order whatever he wanted.
Shi Nianzhu smiled with his eyes curved, named three or four dishes, and pushed Jiang Duan and the other to the kitchen together, while he helped from the side.
The meal was ready at exactly seven o'clock. Shi Nianzhu ate the delicious dinner and kept praising Jiang Duan's cooking skills in various ways. She was still praising him until the end of the meal.
Even if Jiang Duan was calm, he couldn't stand him being like this, but he couldn't stop him from praising him directly, so he could only make an excuse: "Niannian, go take a shower after dinner."
Shi Nianzhu noticed that he was embarrassed, so she put down the dishes that had been cleared away, and walked around half the table with a smile. She put her arms around his shoulders and neck from behind, and pressed the soft skin of her cheek against Jiang Duan's face. "Then I'll go. Brother Duan, please help me find a set of pajamas later."
After saying this, he walked away happily.
After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom was heard. Jiang Duan touched the skin that Shi Nianzhu had touched, sat there quietly for a while, then stood up and slowly cleaned up the dishes.
After quickly washing the dishes, he left the kitchen, took a tissue to dry the water droplets on his hands, went to the cloakroom to choose a new set of pajamas and put them on his arms, and stopped in front of the bathroom door.
Raising his hand and knocking on the door, Jiang Duan said, "Nian Nian, pajamas."
Through the door and the wall, a vague "hmm" and dragging footsteps could be heard from inside.
Then, as the door panel was opened slightly, moist water vapor and half of Shi Nianzhu's face, which was slightly red and covered with water droplets, appeared in front of Jiang Duan.
Jiang Duan seemed to be dazed by the hot and humid mist. He stared at Shi Nianzhu's face in a daze without moving.
"Brother Duan?" Shi Nianzhu stretched out a hand and waved in front of him.
Jiang Duan blinked quickly, his face expressionless, handed him the pajamas in his hand, said, "I'll go clean up the bedroom," and turned and left without waiting for Shi Nianzhu to speak.
In the bedroom, he changed into a new three-piece bedding set with his mind empty, then went out to get a cup of warm water and placed it on the bedside.
As soon as he put down the cup and turned around, Shi Nianzhu, who had finished blowing his hair, came into the bedroom.
Jiang Duan looked at him and said something to make conversation, "You should rest. If you're thirsty, you can drink the glass of water by the bed. I'll go wash up."
Shi Nianzhu readily lifted the quilt, threw off his slippers and got on the bed. Then he pulled the quilt up to his chin with both hands and lay straight, like a well-behaved doll: "Go, go."
As a result, as soon as Jiang Duan stepped out of the bedroom, Shi Nianzhu immediately lifted the quilt off her body and took a good "look" around the entire room.
After looking for three to five minutes and finding nothing special, he lay back on the bed with a lack of interest, his hands on the edge of the bed rummaging around. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he opened the drawer of the bedside table.
Inside was a photo album.
"Isn't this the one I gave him last year?" Shi Nianzhu muttered and casually opened it from the first page.
This photo album is not thick and contains about fifty photos. It was sent by Nianzhu from Hai City to Jing City when he was in his second year of high school.
At that time, Jiang Duan was a freshman in college, and Shi Nianzhu sent it to him under the pretext of relieving his homesickness.
The content of the photos is very mixed, including selfies of Shi Nianzhu, a few little orange cats raised by the Jiang family, and photos of Shi Nianzhu, Xizi, Mu Ji and Shuhe.
As he flipped through the pages, Shi Nianzhu felt a little embarrassed when he saw his headshot from high school. He couldn't bear to look at it and looked up at the ceiling: "Oh my God, why did I smile so foolishly before? It's so embarrassing..."
So he quickly turned the pages, skipping over several headshots, and slowly looked at the other photos.
The last one is a half-body selfie with a snowball wrapped in his palm and placed next to his cheek.
He took this photo as a souvenir when it first snowed in the winter of his sophomore year. He vaguely remembered telling Guo Jiang Duan on WeChat that the photo was taken during the first snow.
He sighed with nostalgia and turned the page.
He finished reading a book and was about to close it when he caught a glimpse of what appeared to be writing on the back of a photo through the transparent inner pages. Curious, he pulled the photo out from the thin inner pages and, with a flick of his finger, flipped it to the back.
"baby."
He subconsciously read the words aloud. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was stunned, and then a sweet feeling filled his heart.
He was very familiar with the handwriting above. It must have been written by Jiang Duan without a doubt.
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