Quitting My Studies, ‘coz I Want to Date!

The sunrise on Lugu Mountain is beautiful, especially to the south. When you open the curtains in the villa, you can observe the golden-orange first day up close, as if you can touch it with your hand.

Yao is familiar with this kind of beauty, and he opens the window just to breathe. But he didn't expect to see Fu Chuan who was also standing by the window. He sat on the edge of the window and didn't notice Yao Yi.

Yao Yi's eyes didn't fall completely on Fu Chuan, but instead looked at the place where he was sitting, wondering if the design inside the villa was different?

The place where Fu Chuan sits should be a bay window with a recessed design. He sat there looking down at the book, and the warm winter sun sprinkled on him, and it made people feel warm when he looked at it.

For the first time, Yao felt that her room was a bit rudimentary. Not only did she have no bay windows, but her curtains were not as big as those of Fu Chuan on the other side!

"One by one, come out for dinner." Mother Yao knocked on the door outside.

"Oh, here it is." Yao Yi retracted his gaze and turned and walked out of the bedroom.

At this time, Fu Chuan raised his head and glanced at the opposite side. Someone's eyesight was too strong, and it would be difficult for him not to notice. At this time, he couldn't read the book anymore, so Fu Chuan simply leaned on the soft pillow and closed his eyes to rest.

"I'm going to buy some food at noon today, you invite Xiao Fu over, and we will have a meal together." Yao's mother and Yao said downstairs.

Yao Yixin went to the dining room table in the living room, and answered casually: "Oh."

"You kid... it's also that you don't have fate." Mother Yao said helplessly, "Xiao Fu always came here to recuperate during the summer vacation a few years ago. , I have never met before."

In fact, Fu Chuan didn't care about people nearby, but his mother always came to talk to Yao's family. Neither family is short of money, and they have a harmonious relationship.

And when it comes to talking about her children, they are very upset. Fu Mu Jianglan is always worried about her son's body, but Fu Chuan doesn't like to communicate with them, and doesn't care about anything. The only requirement is to come to Lugu Mountain every summer vacation.

Back then, the master suggested that they find a place with a good environment to recuperate. Jiang Lan chose several places and the economy was also developed. As a result, Fu Chuan didn't choose all of them. Instead, he opened the map and picked Yanshi.

Mother Yao was also very helpless, and her daughter did not worry about it, and was numb to the outside material to a certain extent. She feeds everything for three meals a day, and she doesn't care if she doesn't feed her.

In order for her to learn to take care of herself and at least be able to take care of herself, Yao's mother tried to let Yao Yi go to sell things with the local children in Lugu Mountain, so as to learn the nature of children.

It’s just that I don’t know why it evolved into Yao Yi Chengtian, following a bunch of adults, to the urban area to wholesale all kinds of small commodities, and then to carry them up and resell them.

Obviously Yao Yi, who knew not to comb his head even when he woke up in the morning, had a good relationship with the local merchants in Lugushan, who would just lie on the bed to do math problems. They take Yao Yi with everything wholesale. Yao alone has a small amount of money, and these merchants are actually willing to give her a small profit.

Mother Yao remembers that Yao Yi came back with a bundle of wooden sticks and said that she was going to sell it as a walking stick to tourists going up and down the mountain. During that time, Yao's mother had seen all the weird things.

When the two mothers who were pitiful with the same illness got together, the topic naturally increased. It is that the two mothers have been in contact, but Yao Yi and Fu Chuan have never met each other.

After a good breakfast, Dad Yao and Mother Yao went together

Wandering in the north, Yao Yi was urged to inform Fu Chuan to come over for dinner.

Yao Yi is actually more familiar with the gathering place on the north side of Lugu Mountain, and he has hardly visited the villa group on the south side. Walking slowly to the opposite side, she raised her hand and pressed the doorbell.

This villa has always been cleaned regularly. When Fu Chuan came yesterday, everything was complete, just in case he came over one day.

Uncle Li immediately opened the door when he heard the doorbell, but found that it was the little girl from yesterday, and asked with a smile: "Is it here to look for the young master?"

Yao nodded, "Is Fu Chuan awake?"

"Woke up," Uncle Li quickly said: "Young master is reading upstairs, what should the little students drink?"

"No, I'll ask him to say something and leave." Yao Yi is not willing to waste time, he still has a topic to write later.

Uncle Li nodded: "The young master's room is on the left side of the second floor. The young students can go up to him first. I have something to do."

Where did Uncle Li come from? I don’t drive now, but I think this little classmate is different from others, and it’s good to have more contact with the young master.

"Oh." Yao Yi walked upstairs according to Uncle Li's instructions.

Fu Chuan's door was not closed tightly, only slightly hidden. Before Yao started knocking, he opened the door as soon as he touched it.

Yao Yi stood at the door and did not go in, looking at Fu Chuan sitting on the bay window, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Student Fu Chuan."

"Why are you here?" Fu Chuan wore a suit of home furnishings, with long hair casually scattered on his shoulders, looking softer.

"Are you going to come to my house for dinner at noon?" Yao Yi asked directly, "My parents said they would like to thank you for taking me home."

"It's just on the way." Fu Chuan didn't want to admit that she was sent here specially.

"Oh, do you want to come for dinner?" Yao nodded and said he knew.

"..." Fu Chuan closed the book and stood up and walked to the door. Yao couldn't help but step back when he saw him coming.

Fu Chuan just stood one meter away from the door: "Uncle and Auntie have spoken, naturally they are going."

Yao Yi was about to say something, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, and it was her mother who called.

"One by one, don't just inform others. Remember to invite Xiao Fu to come and sit in our house." Mother Yao walked halfway to think of her daughter's dullness and quickly called to remind her.

After hanging up the phone, Yao Yi looked at Fu Chuan again: "You come to my house and sit down, my mother said."

...

Finally, Uncle Li watched his young master and his classmates walk to the opposite villa together.

The interior design of the villa is designed by the owner himself, so every villa is different. Unlike the villa where Fu Chuan lived in sturdy lines and Nordic style, the Yao family's villa is more comfortable and full of warmth everywhere.

Of course, except for the outdated summer mat in a corner, and the mess of books on the far right of the living room.

There is no one else in the Yao family. The cleaners come to clean every two days, and the rest are done by themselves.

Leading Fu Chuan to sit on the sofa in the living room, Yao Yi wanted to go back to his bedroom to read the book and count the problems.

Originally, Fu Chuan didn't plan to come, but looking at Yao Yi's embarrassed expression, he suddenly changed his mind.

"What do you want to drink?" Yao Yi put his hands on his knees, his back straight, very polite.

"Water." Fu Chuan glanced at Yao Yi, then continued to look at the villa where he entered for the first time.

Yao Yi first poured a glass of water to Fu Chuan, then ran to the TV to turn on the TV, and then went to the refrigerator to bring a bunch of food in front of him.

"The remote control is here, you can watch it whatever you want." Yao Yi calculated his wishful thinking, and he had done all the etiquette to greet the guests, and he could calculate his own problems with peace of mind.

After finishing talking, Yao Yi ran into his room and took the book, and sat next to Fu Chuan: "You watch TV, I still have questions to finish."

"..." Fu Chuan was silent.

"If you don't speak, I will assume that you agree." Yao Yile immersed himself in the question.

Since the sofa and the coffee table are about the same height, Yao Yi always puts the book on the coffee table and sits on the floor when he calculates math problems in the living room of this villa, so that the height is just right.

Fu Chuan is not interested in TV, and his eyes fall on Yao Yi from time to time.

Staring at the hair spin on Yao Yi's head for a long time, Fu Chuan suddenly asked: "Have you ever hurt your forehead?"

When Yao Yizheng was doing the rise, he couldn't hear the outside world at all. Fu Chuan reached out and touched Yao Yi when he saw it.

"What's wrong, do you still want to drink water?" Yao Yi looked up at Fu Chuan blankly.

"...What's wrong with your forehead?" Fu Chuan asked again.

Yao immediately reached out and touched the scar on his forehead. The scar is not obvious now, but when he looks closer, he can still see the severity of the injury.

"I don't remember, it should be a fall." Yao Yi couldn't remember when he was injured.

Fu Chuan's eyes flashed, and without asking more, the two continued to fall into silence. When Yao saw that he stopped talking, he wrote the title again.

After a while, Fu Chuan asked again: "Do you often live here?"

Yao Yifen didn't raise the head of the book, "I didn't often come to the villa in the south before."

They used to live in urban areas, and the neighbors who went to study in the United States were in urban areas. In recent years, Yao's father and Yao's mother have always loved to come to Lugu Mountain to rest, and Yao Yi came to live in the villa directly.

"Then...where did you go often?" Fu Chuan asked carefully.

"At the gathering place of scenic spots in the north." Yao Yi finally figured out the answer, and his tone became more relaxed.

Fu Chuan answered, "Sell things?"

Yao Yi thought that Yao's mother told Fu Chuan, and naturally nodded: "Yeah."

Until Yao's father and Yao mother came back, Yao Yi was very satisfied. Student Fu Chuan greeted her very well and would not bother her except for a few words before.

As soon as Yao heard the door opening, Yao's father and Yao's mother had already entered the living room. Yao Yi was afraid that her mother would say that she hurriedly stuffed the book into his arms, pretending that he had been talking to Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan stood up, just blocking the sight of the two parents.

Every time Mother Yao saw Fu Chuan, she would sigh in her heart: This child is too handsome, with sloppy eyebrows, especially a red mole in the center.

There will always be an illusion that he is here to cross the robbery.

But Mother Yao just thought about it in her heart, whether the attitude of greeting Fu Chuan was the same as that of ordinary people.

"I have always heard your mother mention you before, but I never invited you to come and play." Mother Yao walked over and laughed, "If it weren't for our family who didn't return home all the time, we would definitely invite you to come and play. "

"But now you are students in the same school, it is okay to come and go frequently in the future." Father Yao carried things in his hands.

Yao tucked up a book and let out a long breath.

The corner of Fu Chuan's mouth has a slight arc: "Classmates, we should be in the same class next semester."

Mother Yao said in surprise: "None of them have told us about this. It is really great. You can take care of each other. Xiao Fu, if you have any academic problems, you can ask our family one by one. She has a grade. It's still okay."

"Good." Fu Chuan nodded.

Yao Yi said at this time: "I have nothing to teach you high school knowledge, don't you learn well?"

Father Yao, who stood at the back, had a dark face, and he was helpless for his daughter's ignorance of sophistication and courtesy.

The arc of Fu Chuan's mouth continued to deepen: "There are still many knowledge points to ask Yao Yi."

"Oh, then all right." Yao Yi was a little embarrassed, and still agreed.

Mother Yao looked at the interaction between the two, thinking that Xiao Fu was not as indifferent as his mother Jiang Lan said, but was a gentle boy.