Father Xie acted quickly, and the lawyers he sent also implemented the Xie Group's style. In the process of signing various agreements and transferring household registration, we only encountered the small problem of Jiang Bozhou's unwillingness to change his surname, which ended with Xie's father's concession.
Due to Xie's consistent low profile and the cold family relationship of the Xie family, the fact that the richest man gave birth to the wrong child did not cause an uproar and spread only among the top elites of wealthy families.
Logically speaking, the return of the true young master would inevitably involve announcing his identity to the world with great fanfare, but the head of the Xie family and his wife acted as if nothing had happened, which disappointed those who were eagerly waiting to watch the excitement.
This includes the lawless and idle rich second generation.
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and neither the original owner nor Xie Heng are the same as them. Of course, there are also outstanding people among the second generation, but the original owner is withdrawn, rarely attends gatherings in the circle, and is not familiar with other people.
This resulted in the original owner and Xie Heng achieving the highest achievements of "only hearing their name but not seeing their person" and "being someone else's child" among them.
The second generation who are excellent themselves look down on nerds who only work hard. If they are born into a family like them, they will eventually go into business, and their diplomas only need to look good; while the dandies with average family background and abilities will naturally look down on them. I don't want to give up this good opportunity to add insult to injury.
But when they finally determined their target, they found that whether it was the real young master they wanted to curry favor with or the fake young master they wanted to ridicule, they had already left the city for Kyoto.
Both of them have excellent scores and can be chosen at will in any major in any university. As a condition of not changing his surname, Jiang Bozhou chose finance; while Xie Heng unexpectedly chose a medical research major that had nothing to do with business.
"Aheng likes medicine?" Jiang Bozhou hung on Xie Heng, his eyes full of doubts, "I never heard you say that."
"Zhouzhou didn't ask me either." Xie Heng smiled, and Zhouzhou's desire for control seemed to be at work again.
Humanity's knowledge is endless, and even he, a Qingqi spirit who wants nothing but Zhouzhou, is deeply fascinated by it. The palace of knowledge is dazzling, among which medicine is the most popular with him. Western medicine and traditional Chinese medicine, traceability and discovery, are all wonderful things.
"Then can you tell me more about your thoughts in the future?" Jiang Bozhou's voice was soft, sounding like he was being coquettish, "I want to know you, a little bit more, and a lot more." He said He found that his Ah Heng was very fond of this method. In this case, he didn't mind achieving some small goals through this method.
Xie Heng has always condoned Jiang Bozhou's blatant tricks.
He carried Jiang Bozhou back to the bedroom, "Okay, as long as Zhouzhou likes it, I will say more. For example, I like Zhouzhou and I have liked you from the moment I met you." That moment refers to a long time. A long time ago, when the pure and turbid qi first opened up their spiritual wisdom and took form.
"You still said I was ugly." Jiang Bozhou pouted, as if he was looking for trouble.
Xie Heng held his chin and recalled the scene at that time, "Zhou Zhou was so fierce at that time and asked me if I looked good. I can't lie to you and say I look good."
"It doesn't matter if you lie to me, you're not afraid that I'll beat you up too." Jiang Bozhou waved his fists and grinned, pretending to be fierce.
Xie Heng was leisurely and leisurely, and did not take Jiang Bozhou's little prestige seriously. He was also very vindictive, "I didn't know who it was at the time, but when he saw me, he ran faster than anyone else -"
"No, that's not because-" Jiang Bozhou looked at Xie Heng's half-smiling eyes and unconsciously swallowed the second half of his words.
Xie Heng picked up the broken hair on Jiang Bozhou's forehead with his fingertips, "Why didn't Zhouzhou say anything?"
"I'm sorry." Jiang Bozhou apologized obediently.
"Is Zhouzhou sorry for me? Did he do something bad behind my back?" Xie Heng's narrow eyes were filled with light, as if he had discovered something interesting.
Jiang Bozhou blinked, as if he didn't understand Xie Heng's words, "I accidentally said dirty words just now. Ah Heng didn't like it, so I must apologize." Jiang Bozhou did a lot of things behind Xie Heng's back, but he didn't Will let Xie Heng know.
"Is Zhouzhou so good?" Xie Heng rubbed Jiang Bozhou's head and covered him with a thin blanket, "Okay, it's already very late. Zhouzhou has to go to the company tomorrow, so go to bed early."
"Yes." Jiang Bozhou nodded reluctantly, hugged Xie Heng's arm and closed his eyes.
"Zhouzhou, the lights haven't been turned off yet."
"Why don't you turn off the lights?" Jiang Bozhou hugged Xie Heng's arm and refused to let go.
Xie Heng reluctantly picked up Jiang Bozhou, walked to the door and turned off the light, "Wasting is not a good habit."
"I know, my good student." Jiang Bozhou didn't know whether he heard it or not, and fell asleep with his head on Xie Heng's shoulder.
In the darkness, Xie Heng hugged his Zhouzhou and fell into a sweet dream.
This is the start of the semester in September, but as a tradition over the years, Kyoto University still has half a month of military training before the semester starts. After the military training, the students who did not do well in sun protection basically turned into black coal, and those who did good sun protection also became more or less darker. As for Xie Heng and Jiang Bozhou who did not use sun protection, they cheated with the power of their souls and became more and more per capita. On the dark campus, white becomes two landscapes.
"Brother, why are you so pale?" Xu Yiyang was a familiar person and didn't mind Xie Heng's cold face at all. He became brothers with him at the beginning of the military training.
Hearing this, Xie Heng raised his head and looked at Xu Yiyang's dark face, but said nothing. He's really not good at dealing with overly enthusiastic people, but he can't stand this guy because he's too talkative.
"Are you curious why I'm so dark? Alas, we don't know. I've put on sunscreen and applied a facial mask, but it doesn't make any difference. Could it be that I bought a fake? No, I You have to look back - by the way, brother, what brand do you use? Recommend it, I'll treat you to spicy hotpot tomorrow!" Xu Yiyang kept talking, not noticing the professor's death gaze at all.
"Ahem." The professor cleared his throat and swept his sharp eyes across the entire classroom. Everyone was as quiet as a chicken. The only voice in the classroom was Xu Yiyang's voice.
"This very enthusiastic classmate, you are welcome to treat me to spicy hotpot after class. I wonder which store you want to treat me to?" The professor was over sixty years old, and his gray hair was shaped into a Mediterranean shape. What he said As humorous as his hair.
Poor Xu Yiyang lived up to expectations and became a famous figure in the medical research major in the first class of the semester. "The store at the end of the school shopping street is good, but there are a lot of people at lunch, so we have to--fuck , Teacher! What, when did you come?!"
The old professor smiled and said, "I've been here for a while. This little classmate is a little too excited. Didn't he hear the class bell?"
Xu Yiyang: I really didn't hear it. But do you dare to say it? Dare not speak.
"Since my classmates like to talk so much, why not answer this question..."
Xie Heng's first professional class passed in this relaxed atmosphere.
Xu Yiyang: Is it easy? I was stared at by the teacher for a whole class!
"Brother, you are so dishonest. You didn't even remind me when the teacher came. Alas, I accidentally made friends." Xu Yiyang, who had been sucked out of the professional class, leaned on the back of the table and said weakly.
However, Xie Heng, the buddy he calls, has no time to pay attention to him, because Jiang Bozhou comes to see Xie Heng.
"Zhouzhou." Xie Heng's eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Bozhou at the door, and he accelerated the process of packing up textbooks and stationery.
"Zhouzhou? Why do you call her so affectionate? Your girlfriend, which 'zhou'? It doesn't sound like a girl's name." Xu Yiyang spread out on the chair and glared at her.
"It's my boyfriend." Xie Heng raised his lips and couldn't help but smile.
Xu Yiyang took a breath when he saw this smile. It turned out that the cool guy who didn't smile was not a paralysis of the face, but his smile was so pretty. No wonder I have to laugh, my boyfriend is watching me closely. He suddenly remembered a saying, when you really like someone, even mentioning his name is sweet.
While Xu Yiyang was thinking about things, Xie Heng and Jiang Bozhou were already walking around the campus. In fact, Xu Yiyang was wrong. Xie Heng liked Jiang Bozhou. As long as he thought of his lover, he felt sweet.
"Who was that person just now?" Jiang Bozhou asked pretending to be casual.
"An ordinary classmate." Xie Heng replied.
Jiang Bozhou nodded and asked, "What's his name? Why don't Ah Heng introduce us to him?"
"We just met not long ago, and we haven't exchanged names yet." Xie Heng believes that language is an art. He recognized the whole class clearly during roll call during military training, but it is true that we just met not long ago and we haven't exchanged names yet.
Jiang Bozhou spoke slowly, "Oh, that's it."
"Yes, of course." Xie Heng led Jiang Bozhou to the lotus pond. At this time, the lotus flowers have already failed, leaving only lotus leaves floating in the warm breeze at the turn of summer and autumn.
"What's so good about leaves?" Jiang Bozhou glanced at the lotus leaves in the pond and returned his gaze to Xie Heng's face.
"The lotus leaf also has its beauty, but the lotus leaf is not as beautiful as Zhouzhou." Xie Heng looked into Jiang Bozhou's eyes, gentle and focused.
Jiang Bozhou's cheeks turned red and he quickly lowered his head, "Glib tongue."
"Zhouzhou makes me sad. It was obviously Zhouzhou himself who asked me to tell you more about my thoughts. Why was Zhouzhou dissatisfied after I said it?" Xie Heng pinched Jiang Bozhou's face. Make him look up at you.
Jiang Bozhou's eyes were evasive, "Why are you dissatisfied? If you weren't so good-looking, you would definitely be regarded as a hooligan if you said such things."
"How about just being Zhouzhou's hooligan?" Xie Heng smiled and hugged Jiang Bozhou from the side.
"You can try being a rogue to other people." Jiang Bozhou followed Xie Heng's strength and leaned on him, speaking insincerely.
Xie Heng looked at the turquoise water, "If I play tricks on other people -"
Before Xie Heng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang Bozhou. He pinched Xie Heng's chin and said madness through his teeth, "If you dare to try, you must learn to bear the consequences yourself."
"So, Zhouzhou, trust me. You know I won't do this." Xie Heng held Jiang Bozhou's wrist, and his words were particularly reassuring and convincing.
"I know." Jiang Bozhou lowered his head, but he couldn't help but test Xie Heng's bottom line bit by bit until he had Xie Heng completely in the palm of his hand.