Xie Xi felt ashamed after hearing the words. He cried and screamed at a man who he only knew for one day. It was also his teacherâŚ
How could he be so stupid?! It was just a cold but the heat made his brain silly! Xie Xi was annoyed to death and hoped it was a dream!
In fact, last night wasnât exactly as Jiang Xie said. Xie Xi didnât cry but he cried silently. He closed his eyes and silently shed tears.
That appearance was so painful that Jiang Xie only looked once and never wanted to see it again.
What type of life had this half-child lived?
The tears that flowed down were like hot magma, making an indelible mark on Jiang Xieâs heart. He didnât want Xie Xi to cry or recall those hard memories. Thus, Jiang Xie said these words to help him unload some of the strong determination and also to be closer to him.
âCome on, drink some porridge to supplement your strength.â Jiang Xie gently stirred the porridge with a spoon and waited for the temperature to cool before sending it to Xie Xiâs mouth.
Xie Xi still doubted life and couldnât understand what this person said.
âAhâŚâ Jiang Xie really treated him as a child. He brought the spoon to Xie Xiâs mouth and had him open his mouth.
Xie Xiâs spirit returned and he stared at Jiang Xie with an open mouth, very speechless.
Jiang Xie blinked, not embarrassed at all. âIt seems that you have really woken up.â
How could Xie Xi let Jiang Xie feed him? He saw the porridge which had obviously been cooking for a while and his heart was hot. He took the bowl and said, âIâll do it myself.â
Jiang Xie didnât tease him and handed him the bowl. âEat it, the temperature is just right and itâs going to become cold.â
Xie Xi bowed his head and stared at the porridge. âThank you.â
âWhy so polite?â Being serious for one second was probably the limit for Jiang Xie. He added, âA teacher for one day is a father for life. It is natural for an old father to take care of the children.â
Xie Xi, ââŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâ
Sure enough, this teacher wasnât normal!
âQuickly eat the porridge.â The old father said earnestly, âI have been boiling it for two hours. Donât waste it.â
Xie Xiâs heart was warm again. He was confused while burning up and mustâve said a lot of things to Jiang⌠this personâs mouth was shameless but he was a good man.
Xie Xi nodded as he scooped up a spoonful of porridge and placed it in his mouthâŚ
Jiang Xie was very confident. âIs it good? I put in sea cucumber, abalone and lobster. The nutrition is absolutely enough and the taste shouldnât be much worse.â
Xie Xi stared at the bowl of expensive seafood porridge and couldnât hold back, âTeacher, have you tasted it?â
âI couldnât estimate the weight and didnât cook that much. Thatâs why I didnât try it.â The child needed a big meal and he was afraid there wasnât enough.
Xie Xiâs lips curved as he asked, âHow many spoonfuls of salt did you put in?â
âA spoonful, the recipe⌠cough, I mean, you have a cold and it is better to have a lighter meal.â
Xie Xi didnât miss the word ârecipe.â This person looked up a recipe to make the porridge. Did he check the recipe and put in half a pound of salt?
Jiang Xie saw his expression and asked, âIs the porridge salty?â
He picked up the spoon that Xie Xi had used, tasted it and rushed to the sink to vomit. This saltiness was enough to kill people!
Jiang Xie returned and gracefully collapsed. âDonât eat it. Iâll call for takeaway.â
It was the first time he cooked but he countered such a thing, Teacher Jiang felt very humiliated.
Xie Xi couldnât help smiling and asked, âTeacher, how big is your spoon?â
Jiang Xie pointed to the spoon in Xie Xiâs bowl. âThe same as that one.â
The spoon in Xie Xiâs hand was big enough to hold an egg. This big spoonful of salt, umâŚ
He laughed loudly. âThe recipe isnât good. It didnât tell you how big a spoon to use.â
It might be humiliating but he felt it was worth it to see the child laughing comfortably.
This seemed to be the first time he saw Xie Xi laugh. They didnât know each other for a long time but Jiang Xie was certain that this child must rarely laugh.
Xie Xi felt that his body was much better. A fever was deadly but once it burned out, it was easy to recover.
He got out of bed and said, âDonât call for takeaway. It would be wasteful to pour out such good porridge.â The thought of not being able to eat sea cucumber, abalone and lobster simply pained Xie Xi.
Jiang Xie protested, âIt is too salty. You canât eat it.â It was so hard to endure the embarrassment but this turned out to be a bonus point, not a point deduction.
Xie Xi told him, âIâll cook it again and it can be eaten.â
âYou are still sick.â
âIt is just a little cold. It isnât that serious.â
Jiang Xie saw Xie Xiâs feet and immediately said, âWait, Iâll go get you some slippers.â
Jiang Xie had already left and soon returned with a pair of cotton slippers. âThere is underfloor heating in my house but the kitchen doesnât have it. You just had a fever and need to be careful.â
As he spoke, he naturally bent down and placed the slippers on Xie Xiâs feet. Xie Xi stared at the wide back and his heart was hot. A thank you filled his throat but he unexpectedly couldnât release it. He only knew that thanks werenât enough.
Xie Xi asked, âTeacher, have you eaten?â
Jiang Xie didnât have the habit of eating breakfast but he was afraid to teach the child bad things, so he said, âIâll eat later.â
âThen wait a while. Weâll eat together.â
Then Xie Xi left the room and became stunned. It wasnât because of the spacious apartment, the elegant decorations or the expensive murals. He was stunned becauseâŚ
It was messy! There were piles of clothes on the leather sofa, magazines on the carpet, a few empty cans on the coffee table and there was even an ashtray on the projector!
Jiang Xie cleared his throat. âI live alone and Iâm not too particularâŚâ
Was this a matter of being particular? Xie Xi lived alone in the cheapest old building but his place wasnât like this.
It was obvious from the bowl of porridge that this elite scholar didnât have much life experience but Xie Xi hadnât expected it to be so serious! He didnât say anything and headed straight to the kitchen.
Jiang Xie didnât follow and quietly cleaned up the living room. He could at least hide his⌠um⌠his possessionsâŚ
Xie Xi entered the kitchen and understood instantly. This kitchen was very beautiful and could be used in an advertisement but unfortunately, there were no signs of it being taken care of by its owner.
Xie Xi could imagine that since the kitchenâs birth, it had probably only produced a salty bowl of seafood porridge. Jiang Xie had probably run to the supermarket in the early morning and bought everything according to the recipe. Even the can of salt was just opened.
The spoon that was the âcauseâ was also left in the salt can. It was funny but it also warmed up peopleâs heart.
Jiang Xie hadnât slept all night. He took care of Xie Xiâs fever and then bought so many things in the early morning.
This seafood porridge couldnât be eaten but the personâs heart was clear. He wanted Xie Xi to eat something nutritious and digestible. He couldnât buy it at the time and simply had to cook it himself.
This was the first time Jiang Xie cooked in his life. Xie Xi felt this was highly likely to be the truth, so the messy scene became clumsy and lovely. Jiang Xie was a very good teacher, very good.
Xie Xi rolled up his sleeves and prepared to remake the seafood porridge. A bit of salt was okay. It was better to boil the porridge more so the taste would mix evenly.
Porridge was generally slow to cook but it had a faster method. The fast taste might have a relatively poorer taste but it saved time.
It didnât take long for the real seafood porridge to emerge fresh from the pot.
Jiang Xie was quite surprised. âChild, you are very powerful.â
Xie Xi was too lazy to correct his name and said, âEat it together. The ingredients are good and it would be a waste to throw them out.â
Jiang Xie tried a mouthful. âWhat is this? So delicious!â
Xie Xi blinked and teased him, âI wouldnât say it is delicious but it is edible.â
The porridge made by Old Jiang couldnât be eaten at all.
Jiang Xie spoke quietly, âIâm not omnipotent. It is never too old to learn.â
This person could really speak!
Xie Xi smiled. âTeacher is right.â
Then he seriously ate the porridge. Xie Xi hadnât eaten last night and became sick. The fact that he could eat a bowl of porridge in the morning was extremely comfortable.
The two people were satiated and Jiang Xie suggested, âLeave the dishes here. I will have my housekeeper clean it up later.â
Xie Xi replied, âThere are only two bowls, whatâs the point?â He washed it by hand and then tidied up the kitchen.
Jiang Xie watched on with a strange heart. What type of circumstances did he experience for an 18 year old boy to be so skillful in housework? This child was really too painful.
Jiang Xie had classes during the day. Before leaving, he said, âHave a good rest. I already took the day off for you.â
Xie Xi was in a rush. âI can still go!â
He couldnât delay his classes. The freshman course was particularly full and missing one day of classesâŚ
Jiang Xie told him, âRest assured, I will take the time to give you makeup lessons. Do more with less.â
Jiang Xie spoke again, âI am already said you are sick and canât get out of bed. If you go to classes, wonât I be lying?â
His words made Xie Xi dismiss the idea of going to school. âThen Iâll go home and rest.â
âThere is no rush. I have no one else living here and you can sleep peacefully.â
Xie Xi wanted to say something but was interrupted by Jiang Xie. âYou can see that there is still half a lobster left. If you donât eat it at noon, I can only throw it away when I get back.â
He casually talked about throwing away something that cost so much money! Xie Xi was in pain.
âThen youâŚâ He asked Jiang Xie, âAre you coming back at noon to eat?â
Jiang Xie wanted to come back but he had an appointment with someone at noon. âIt is because I canât come back at noon that I hope you stay and eat it.â
Thatâs how Xie Xi was caught. Knowing Jiang Xieâs style, he had no doubt that the fate of this half lobster was the bin.
Jiang Xie left and Xie Xi took medicine again. This medicine was also bought by Jiang Xie. The price was unknown but based on the packaging, it probably wasnât cheap.
The money couldnât be paid back but there wasnât a problem. Jiang Xie didnât care about money. If Xie Xi tried to pay him back, he would probably refuse. The situation was clear when it came to money.
Xie Xi looked at the messy house, rolled up his sleeves and started to clean. He couldnât do much but he could help Jiang Xie a little bit!
Jiang Xie came back at night and thought he saw wrongly. Was this his house?
His family is hiding a snail girl? (TL: Based on the Chinese folktale. One link:Â http://www.best4future.com/blog/chinese-folktale-the-snail-girl/)
The next day, Jiang Xie went to class and wasnât surprised to see the child sitting unobtrusively. He sat in one corner and listened seriously to the lecture.
Jiang Xie found him after school. âCome with me.â
This was very teacher-like. Xie Xi followed him to his office. As soon as they entered the room, the teacherâs illusion fell to the ground.
Jiang Xieâs lips curved. âLast night, I came home and thought there was a snail girl at homeâŚum⌠should it be a snail boy?â
Xie Xi had cleaned his house too well. Jiang Xie said he had a housekeeper but in fact, he didnât want outsiders in his house and preferred to do things himself.
Xie Xi was a bit used to his non-serious manner and replied, âTeacher took care of me yesterday.â
âThatâs nothing.â Jiang Xie asked him seriously, âAre you going to keep working at the bar?â
Xie Xi didnât say anything. Jiang Xieâs eyebrows twisted and he wondered, âCanât you find another job? What about tutoring?â
âI have two tutoring jobs on the weekends.â
Jiang Xie was stunned. âIt still isnât enough?â
Xie Xi had never told this to anyone. âJust tutoring isnât enough. I have to pay next semesterâs tuition fees and there will be many practical classes in the sophomore year. I have to⌠buy a computer. The freshman course is very full and there are classes all day. I can only go to work at night and the bar is the most suitable.â
It took a lot of courage for Xie Xi to say these things. He was accustomed to being alone and swallowing down all his sufferings. He wasnât used to relying on anyone or talking to people.
It was useless to say it and sympathy would only make him embarrassed. Xie Xi was grateful to Jiang Xie and didnât say this to seek his help. Xie Xi simply didnât want to deceive him or for him to misunderstand.
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Xie Xi reluctantly smiled. âJust⌠wait a while. It will become much better. A senior I know has a project and I will take time to help him. If it goes well, I should be able to quit working at the bar.â
Jiang Xieâs spirit returned. He was distressed but he couldnât show it. This childâs pride was too strong and his heartache would just be a sharp injury to the child.
Jiang Xie adjusted his tone. âHow about working for me?â
Jiang Xieâs lips curved as he teased, âHow about being my snail boy?â