shang jinghui remembered the words he yi said during the fire, and thought that this little guy's cognition of death was still somewhat biased.
although he yi's soul came from another world, and he himself had the memories of the previous life, most people really disappeared after death, even if they really went to another world, it didn't make much difference to them who were still in this world.
but instead of correcting he yi at this time, he responded softly, "well, i'm not sad."
when he suddenly lost his parents, it was much more difficult than now, and there was no he yi to accompany him at that time.
although his feelings for the old man are also relatively deep, the old man is old after all, and he is slowly moving towards the end of his life, which is enough for him to be mentally prepared for this day.
he yi was still worried that shang jinghui would be upset because of his grandfather's departure, so he kissed him on the chin again, and then praised shang jinghui's words: "husband is really good, then let's go."
shang jinghui's eyebrows stretched out, and he didn't mind being coaxed by he yi as a child, and took the little guy's hand and got into the car.
when he arrived at the school, he yi tentatively asked, "husband, do you want to go to class with me?"
he was afraid that he would be bored when he went to class with shang jinghui, and it was said that people were more likely to fall into sad emotions when they were alone, so it was better for him to accompany shang jinghui more.
shang jinghui hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed in he yi's expectant eyes.
he yi's two sections just happen to be electives, because there are fewer students in class, and the classroom is relatively small, unlike the large ladder classroom that can't see the faces of the students behind the podium.
after the school has been open for such a long time, everyone has at least mixed faces with each other, and one more raw face will be very conspicuous, not to mention the presence of shang jinghui, which is very eye-catching everywhere.
shang jinghui was wearing the casual clothes that he yi chose for him, the white sweatshirt was the same as the ginger yellow one on he yi, with dark blue straight-leg jeans and sneakers, plus the hair was not coated with hairspray, it looked a few years younger than usual, if you ignore his face and height, it is not so conspicuous among the students.
before entering the classroom, he did not know where to feel a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, to the bridge of the nose, the temperament suddenly changed, it seemed that the whole person sven a lot, giving people a lot of oppression.
the students who were in class together saw this tall and long-legged handsome man coming in behind he yi and couldn't help but ask, "he yi, who is this?"
he and he yi were not in the same class, nor had he heard the rumor that he yi was raised, nor had he ever seen the scene of shang jinghui coming to the school to pick up he yi, so he casually asked out of curiosity.
he yi subconsciously looked at shang jinghui, a little unsure of how to introduce himself to others, shang jinghui took the lead in opening his mouth: "i am his family, come to rub a lesson."
the classmate did not react to the true meaning of this "family" for a while, and asked with a smile: "so you are he yi's brother?"
shang jinghui was quite satisfied with the title of "brother", smiled lightly, and looked at he yi with a dark look.
he yi's face was hot with him, and he began to regret bringing him in.
even if he looks like a person, and smiles so charmingly in front of so many people, is it afraid that there are not enough people who like him?
seeing that the smile in shang jinghui's eyes was even greater, he yi couldn't help but secretly pull his clothes behind his back to try to make him restrain a little, and as a result, shang jinghui smiled better, and he yi was suddenly angry.
"is your brother from our school too?" you should have gone to graduate school, right? the male classmate just asked curiously.
he yi blurted out, "he's married."
"huh?" the boy was confused, feeling that he yi's words had no beginning and no end, but he still took it with a good temper: "married?" that should be college out of college. "
shang jinghui looked at he yi's breathless little expression and smiled: "well, i'll accompany xiao yi and rub the class by the way."
the boy intuitively felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was a little strange, as if his existence was a lot of superfluous, but he did not understand the key for a while, scratched his head curtly, and wanted to say something more, and then heard another girl who had just entered the classroom excitedly run over and praise: "he yi is this your brother?" looks so handsome, better than those movie stars on tv, why haven't you mentioned it before? "
he yi pursed his lips unhappily, looked at the girl and asked, "am i not good-looking?" why didn't i hear you praise me? "
he said this in order to divert the girl's attention from shang jinghui, and did not want others to make a fool of himself at his husband, but this had a different meaning in other people's ears.
shang jinghui thought that he yi cared about the female classmate, couldn't help but look at the other party silently, and also compared the girl with himself from all aspects, and finally came to the conclusion that nothing could compare with him except that he was younger than him.
and the girl thought that he yi was not convinced because she praised his brother for not praising him, and quickly laughed and coaxed him: "you are also good-looking, you are all good-looking."
it's just that he yi's good looks are beautiful and cute, and this man is extremely handsome, with the unique charm of mature men, and it is reluctant to look away at a glance.
if you blow your hair up, and then change into a suit, you can take off the love man, or the sven scum.
he yi snorted lightly and pulled shang jinghui to sit in the first row, anyway, even if they hid in the back corner, they would definitely be noticed by the classmates, and if they sat in the front, those classmates could not stare at shang jinghui's face.
shang jinghui sat down next to he yi, lowered his voice and asked in his ear, "who is that girl just now?" you know her well? "
the feeling of warm breath on his ears was a little itchy, and he yi was stunned for a moment before he whispered in his red ears: "i am not familiar, it is the classmates who attend class together, i don't remember what her name is."
then he reacted slowly and half-heartedly to shang jinghui's tone with a strong sour taste, obviously jealous, and this discovery made his heart blossom at once.
no matter how many people are obsessed with shang jinghui, shang jinghui belongs to him alone, and he is and will be in the future.
he will try to make himself worthy of the other party as soon as possible, so that he can dominate the business scenery for a lifetime.
shang jinghui saw he yi smiling very proudly, guessed a little bit of he yi's careful thinking, and couldn't help but squeeze his palm underneath, reminding him: "your teacher has come."
he yi immediately put away his smile and sat in a much correct posture.
as soon as professor li came in, he found that there were more faces in the classroom, and he yi saw him staring at shang jinghui and politely asked, "teacher, this is my brother, can he want to come and rub a lesson?"
when shang jinghui heard he yi's voice, the throat knot rolled a little, and the hand hidden under the desk slowly intertwined with he yi's ten fingers.
professor li did not directly agree to he yi, but came over and asked, "what is this classmate's major?"
shang jinghui replied very cooperatively: "i used to study finance. "
"how did you suddenly become interested in artificial intelligence?" professor li continued to look at shang jinghui while asking.
he always felt that this person looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he came to ask the other party's major to see if it was a student he had brought, but he didn't expect that people were studying finance that had almost nothing to do with his research direction.
"because he yi likes it very much, he often says that the teacher lectures well." shang jinghui said half-truthfully.
the professor felt that this reason was reasonable, so he did not ask any more questions and returned to the front to prepare for the class.
when he was lecturing, he couldn't help but look at the outstanding-looking young man next to he yi a few times, and at a certain moment he finally remembered where he had seen this person.
is a financial magazine.
although he is mainly engaged in scientific research, he also has his own company in his hand, and he will flip through financial magazines when he is free.
if he remembers correctly, the business tycoon should be the heir to the top local magnates, and his career and business achievements are beyond his reach.
but how could such a person follow he yi to rub his lessons?
he yi's surname is he, obviously not a businessman's person, as far as he knows, shang jinghui's mother is surnamed gu, so it will not be a relative over there.
so......
professor li's gaze fell on the hands held by the two under the desk, and an unreliable guess arose in his heart.
it is said that shang jinghui got married last year, married a boy, it seems that the surname is he, is it he yi?
however, he had obviously heard that the boy was a fool, and shang jinghui had agreed to marry the other party for the sake of chong xi.
although he yi sometimes behaves a little dull, he is definitely not stupid, on the contrary, he is still very smart, many problems are thorough, and his thinking is more active, unlike most of the students who have been destroyed by test-oriented education.
the more professor li thought about it, the more confused he became.
after class, he couldn't help but walk up to shang jinghui and ask in a low voice, "this... sir, your last name? "
shang jinghui looked at the change in his expression during the previous class and guessed that he might recognize himself, so he did not deliberately cover up, stood up and shook hands with the professor, and said: "our surname is shang."
professor li was clear in his heart, in this case, he yi should be his wife, and the rumor may have gone wrong.
the gap in identity status is too large, and it is not in the same field, professor li politely said two sentences and did not talk to shang jinghui again, afraid that saying more would leave a bad impression on the other party.
he yi saw professor li return to the lecture table and whispered to shang jinghui, "what happened to the teacher?"
"he recognized me." shang jinghui whispered.
"then will you be in trouble?" he yi asked unassuredly.
although he did not know what trouble it would be to be recognized by the teacher.
"no." shang jinghui had a little smile in his eyes.
he yi was relieved, and when he listened to the class later, he also resumed his usual seriousness, and did not engage in small actions with shang jinghui below, afraid that he would be caught by the teacher.
after the school bell rang, he yi took shang jingjian's hand and said, "now there are a lot of people outside, it's too crowded, let's go later."
in fact, he did not want shang jinghui to be seen by more people, afraid that shang jinghui's face that attracted bees and butterflies would attract a bunch of love enemies to him, so he was likely to be unable to cope.
shang jing responded, he didn't want to squeeze with those students at this time, and he didn't want he yi to be squeezed by others, and he couldn't touch his clothes.
some students saw that the two of them were still in their seats and did not move, and when they passed by, they couldn't help but ask: "why don't you go?"
"wait a minute and go." he yi replied.
"will your brother come to class next time?" the girl smiled and asked.
he yi saw that her gaze always drifted to shang jingjian's face, sideways to block shang jinghui, and said vigilantly: "he is busy, only today has time."
the girl was obviously very sorry, took two steps and plucked up the courage to come back and ask shang jinghui: "can i ask for your contact information?"
before he could finish speaking, his face turned red.
"he's married." he yi stressed again.
only then did the girl notice that the wedding ring on shang jing's hand, worn on the ring finger, was obviously a wedding ring, and she explained with a flushed face: "sorry, i didn't mean that, i... i went first, goodbye! "
after saying that, she turned and ran.
he yi snorted as he watched her fleeing from the desert, and shang jinghuan reached out and rubbed he yi's head and asked amusingly, "what?" jealous?
he yi glanced at him and said without anger: "i don't, obviously you prefer jealousy."