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"You live here alone now?"

He Jian glanced at the obviously wide slippers on his feet, and then at another room with the door closed.

The things in the house can be seen to have traces of another person's life, and this person is obviously bigger than Shen Fan.

He Jian's words reminded Shen Fan of Wang Yong again.

"It wasn't two days ago."

Shen Fan looked back at Wang Yong's room.

The emotion in his eyes was so full that He Jian was a little concerned.

He Jian was not good at prying into people's private affairs, and he didn't want Shen Fan to be upset anymore because of the person who had left.

"I'll give you another house to live in," He Jian wiped off the small drops of water on the water glass with his fingers, "It's too far from the school."

"No need," Shen Fan supported the table with both hands and leaned back, "I can handle it myself."

"Are you rich?" He Jian asked the most realistic question.

When talking about money, Shen Fan remembered his huge sum of money.

He jumped up immediately and rummaged through the laundry basket outside.

He took out a check from his inner trouser pocket and smoothed the wrinkles on it with his fingers.

"Fortunately, I almost forgot, it will be ruined if it is washed out."

Shen Fan flicked it with his fingers and showed it to He Jian: "I am considered a rich man now."

He Jian took a look at the signatures on it. Most people really couldn't recognize it, but He Jian did.

He asked in disbelief:

"You asked him to borrow money?"

"Borrow?" Shen Fan stretched out a finger and shook it, "This is the money I paid for selling myself for two years."

He Jian was filled with questions and a dark look on his face.

"Don't always say such misleading things."

What He Jian can't stand the most is Shen Fan, who is flirtatious but doesn't know it, and creates dirt on himself.

Although he was sure that Shen Fan would never sell his body to anyone, even if he sold his body to anyone, it would definitely not be Xie Qingwei.

Who doesn't know that they are the deadly rivals of Blades and Maimang in the league.

Shen Fan pulled up the chair and sat down, crossing his arms and crossing his legs as usual.

Thinking that He Jian could even accept his rebirth anyway, other possibilities were out of the question.

"To put it simply, I have a half-brother in my body, and this brother happens to be Xie Qingwei's long-lost son."

Shen Fan thought about this sentence again. If the relationship was based on the apparent relationship, he would have to call Xie Qingwei "Dad".

Thinking of this, Shen Fan trembled all over.

Fortunately, Xie Qingwei didn't "recognize" him, otherwise it would be really scary.

After He Jian heard the summary, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. He was just a brother who "has a bad reputation and a bad reputation."

He knows the heavy friendship, but even if he is just such a brother, he will still protect him.

As soon as the sentence "two days ago" was associated with the current check, He Jian roughly knew the cause and effect.

"How could such a coincidence happen in this world?"

He Jian sighed.

"Yes, there are such coincidences in the world."

Shen Fan also sighed.

"It's a good thing that they know each other as father and son."

He Jian didn't like Shen Fan showing such an expression. He should have been wanton and flamboyant. Now Shen Fan was more humane and had more weaknesses than before. This was not a good thing.

"Good thing, good thing, double happiness, no, triple happiness." Shen Fan clapped his hands and didn't want to continue this topic, "Teacher He, there are so many happy things, do you want to treat me to a meal?"

"Aren't you rich?" Even though He Jian said this, he still stood up and prepared to take people to dinner.

"The banks are closed. Next time, next time, I will definitely..." Shen Fan wrote a bad check, "Wait for me, I'll go change clothes."

When Shen Fan returned to the room, He Jian also glanced at the suit on his bed.

After closing the door, He Jian realized something was wrong.

No matter the style or size, it cannot be Shen Fan's. Could it be Xie Qingwei's son?

He Jian glanced at the clothes hanging outside and thought no. Even if he could wear them, there was no occasion to wear such an expensive suit.

This dress doesn't fit in with this place at all, it's very abrupt.

He Jian didn't think about it anymore. He was actually not a person who would pay attention to these things. It was just because it concerned Shen Fan that he would use the rigorous attitude he usually used to study mechas to figure it out.

But this also made him uncomfortable because there were too many people around Shen Fan.

There are so many that he can't even be ranked as a friend.

Originally he thought that the reborn Shen Fan could only rely on him, but now it turned out that it was not the case. A brother with a different surname was Xie Qingwei's son.

And the owner of this suit...

Shen Fan changed his clothes and the two of them went out. It was still raining, but He Jian had a car and even held an umbrella for him personally. Shen Fan walked away without stretching out his hands.

The time of being waited on is always missed.

Shen Fan recalled the days when he was "arrogant and extravagant" as if a lifetime had passed.

"Teacher He, don't be too nice to me. What if I get used to this treatment? What will happen to me in the future..."

Shen Fan got into the back seat of the car and looked at He Jian who was driving.

He Jian turned the air conditioner into dehumidification mode and played songs.

He glanced at Shen Fan in the rearview mirror and said slowly, "It's not difficult to get this kind of treatment."

"Huh?" Shen Fan casually drew on the glass with his fingers.

I drew a small-tooth version of a long sword and a little man.

Little sword, little bitch...

Shen Fan amused himself thinking about the homophone.

He Jian glanced at his side face and said slowly: "Follow me closely from now on and don't run around..."

"Okay, hold me in your lap for these four years, and I'll pull you in when I'm mature..."

Shen Fan thought about repaying this favor when the time comes.

He Jian didn't respond, he looked at the rain curtain in front of him.

It's true that people are reborn, and their brain waves are indeed the same as before, and they can never be reversed.

But it doesn't matter, they still have four years.

……

When He Jian's car was about to arrive at the restaurant, his cell phone suddenly rang.

The phone application popped up on the car's Bluetooth, and Shen Fan glanced at the person who noted that it was Mr. Yu.

There were not many people that He Jian could call "old". Shen Fan vaguely remembered that he had an old teacher.

He Jian didn't hesitate and pressed connect directly, and an old man's voice came from the phone.

"Xiao He, are you at school?"

"Teacher, what's the emergency? I'm still outside."

There were a lot of people in the restaurant, and cars were queuing up to enter the basement.

He Jian is multitasking. His teacher has retired for more than two years and rarely calls him except during holidays, but this time the tone sounded a little wrong.

"There is something urgent that requires you to go back to school." Mr. Yu said with a somewhat consultative tone, "Is it convenient for you to go back now?"

He Jian hesitated for a few seconds without answering, but Shen Fan spoke up.

"convenient."

"Xiao He, are there guests around you?" Mr. Yu's voice was a little surprised, "If you are dating, then I will let others..."

"It's not a date, it's nothing," Shen Fan quickly explained, "Hello, Mr. Yu, I'm Teacher He's student."

In order to refute He Jian's rumors, Shen Fan had to pretend to be He Jian's student again.

"Teacher, I will go back to school soon."

He Jian hung up the phone, turned on the turn signal, and squeezed out of the motorcade that he had finally entered.

He glanced at Shen Fan and asked in a resentful tone, "Is it embarrassing to date me?"

Shen Fan blinked innocently.

"No, Xiaojian, is this the point? Isn't the point of me being so understanding and helping you out? Shouldn't you feel sorry and make up for it with a big meal another day?"

"Big dinner?" He Jian turned around sharply and said coldly, "No more."