When I saw Mr. Fang, I was wild

Like you, Fang and Wei have said this sentence hundreds of times if not thousands of times.

I like the way you listen to me.

I like the way you hold the pen.

I like the way you lean over the table and read.

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Cheng Yeyang listened to his words lightly every time, picked up the pen and book obediently... listened to his lectures, and practiced good handwriting.

In the first few months when he lived in Fang Yuwei's house, he was extremely annoying.The pain of losing his parents and the sadness of living alone filled the boy's little heart.

If you are wronged too much, you will cause trouble.

He broke the neighbor's grape trellis, smashed the wooden train next door, threw Fang Yuwei's books into the water and soaked them...he did a lot of nasty things.

There is no other reason, the child has a bad temper and hates others.I always feel that no one likes me, so I indulge my temper more and more, and I am just clumsily attracting the attention of others.

For some reason, Fang Yuwei insisted on keeping this troublemaker.

Cheng Yeyang still remembers that night two years ago, he was splashed with water by a neighbor's child, and he also gave him a sentence: "Savage!"

At that time, he was in a situation where even dogs hated him. He ran away from home, and when he walked to the alley, the big black dog sleeping lazily on the ground had to struggle to get up and bark at him a few times.

He sneered, but he was still a bit promising and didn't fight the dog.Wearing wet clothes and carrying a small burden, he walked forward step by step.

The desolate moonlight sprinkled on the ground like a layer of powder.

Cheng Yeyang was very upset, and bumped into someone's arms while walking.

Fang Yuwei hugged him, squatted down and said to him: "Where are you going?"

Cheng Yeyang broke away from him awkwardly, knowing that everyone hated him, but he didn't want to lose his ambition in the end, and respectfully said: "Thank you Mr. Fang for taking in, I have troubled you a lot these days, please bear with me. Stop bothering Mr. Fang."

Cheng Yeyang walked upright, with a fake smile on his face, and just two steps away, he heard Fang Yuwei's clear and warm voice: "Xiao Ye."

Cheng Yeyang was taken aback. After his parents passed away, no one called him that anymore.He gritted his teeth and braced his bones and said: "Mr. Fang, my father once sponsored you to study abroad, but that was between him and you after all. My father has already received a lot of your gratitude and rewards, so there is no need to come here because of kindness. Stop bothering with me, the unattractive person. You don't owe us anything."

But Fang Yuwei said behind him: "It's not because I feel indebted and my conscience is disturbed. In fact, my heart is pounding, and if my heart is not going well, I will have trouble sleeping and eating."

Cheng Yeyang was stunned, his heart pounding?

At the age of 15, Narino Yang has never even touched the sleeves of his daughter's clothes. What is the meaning of heartbeat?

Fang Yuwei walked to his side, lightly shook his hand and placed it on his heart: "My heart is pounding, my heart is quiet, I am fascinated by you, I want to know the love, I call it a heartbeat."

Fang Yuwei's palms were slightly cold, but the sound of his heartbeat seemed to be warm, and his ears were so hot that his ears were slightly red. He had to imitate the old woman and curse: "Deng Tuzi!"

Fang Yu lowered his eyes slightly, but there was a faint smile on his mouth: "Yes."

Cheng Yeyang's eyes widened, before he could think of a word, Fang Yuwei dragged him straight to the house.

Fang Yuwei was born tall and straight, with a bit of the air of a nobleman from an ancient family. The bookish air is more suave and uninhibited, but it is only appearance after all!Being dragged by him, Cheng Yeyang could feel the brute force of this man, and he couldn't break free at all.

After entering the courtyard and closing the courtyard door, Fang Yuwei pressed Cheng Yeyang on the bamboo couch in the small courtyard.

Cheng Yeyang looked terrified, and asked embarrassingly, "What are you doing?"

Fang Yuwei stepped forward, pressed his shoulder with one hand, and clasped his waist with the other hand, and deliberately used a lingering voice: "My heart is pounding, and naturally I can't help the deer bumping around. The spring heart is sprouting, and I want to go to Wushan!" It's about the cloud and rain."

Cheng Yeyang was frightened half to death, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely.

Fang Yuwei's hands ran up his spine, rubbing his clothes, almost sticking to the flesh.Cheng Yeyang couldn't help begging: "Mr. Fang, don't. Don't be like this..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a lightness on his shoulders.Fang Yuwei unburdened him.

Cheng Yeyang looked at Fang Yuwei in surprise, but saw him straighten up and stand in front of him, how could there be any confusion on his face?

Fang Yu's voice was as cold as frost: "Do you know how dangerous this world is?"

Cheng Yeyang hadn't reacted yet, trembling slightly like a frightened bird.

Fang Yuwei said again: "Carrying a bag on your back, you imagine that you can enjoy the rivers and lakes and roam around?" His eyes fell coldly on Cheng Yeyang, which made the child shudder.

"I'm a scholar, and I've always been regarded as powerless. Take a look, what are your chances of winning against a villain like me?"

Cheng Yeyang finally came to his senses, frowned tightly, and bowed his head in silence.

Fang Yuwei softened his voice again, and coaxed him: "Hey, stay by my side. When you grow up to be invincible, I won't stop you wherever you go."

"But," Narino Yang whispered and embarrassed, "I'm annoying. No one likes me here."

Fang Yuwei said lightly: "You live with me. What do you want other people to like? I like it is enough."

Cheng Yeyang glanced at him, then quickly lowered his head: "You lied to me. You don't like me. "

Fang Yuwei stretched out her finger and flicked on the back of his neck: "How do you know I don't like it? I like the little tender melon that makes me tremble with fright the most."

Cheng Yeyang glared at him angrily: "I'm not!"

Fang Yu smiled: "Xiaoye, being a person is not about seeking other people's happiness. You just have to have a clear conscience, so what if no one likes you? Live like this and become the person you like, that's enough."

Cheng Yeyang looked at the ground for a long time, and then said in a muffled voice: "I don't like myself like this. I don't want to lose my temper, I can't control it. That grape trellis and that train are all built by my father once. , I did, I... look sad."

Fang Yuwei hugged his neck and let him lean on himself: "It doesn't matter."

Cheng Yeyang sobbed: "Mr. Fang, I actually regret it very much, and I am very sorry."

"I know," Fang Yuwei patted him on the back, "Xiao Ye is a good boy, very good. I'll find a way for you, and they will forgive you."

The grape trellis fell down, and Fang Yuwei took Cheng Yeyang to set it up for others. The vines were unique and beautiful; the wooden train was broken, and he made a new one for others. Smelling the fragrance, he made another wooden rose and gave it to the little girl, which made people's hearts burst into joy; as for the soaked book, Fang Yuwei took Cheng Yeyang's hand and copied it again with a brush from memory.

Cheng Yeyang's face was dark: "Mr. Fang, I can copy it myself. You read it, and I will write it."

Fang Yuwei looked calm: "Don't make trouble. Even the chickens in the chicken coop would hate your words. If I don't take you to write, how can I understand it?"

Cheng Yeyang really wanted to say: Then you can't copy it yourself.Afraid that he would be angry, he timidly suppressed the words in his heart.

Fang and Wei were like this, half coaxing and half teasing the children for two years.Cheng Yeyang was always scratched by his anger, wishing to bite him a few times, but he was always easily defeated by this man's gentle methods.

The warm breath of Fang Yuwei's lips still remained on the back of the neck, and Cheng Yeyang lost his temper, and whispered: "Got it."

Fang Yu smiled: "Let's go, I'll take you by car to buy chestnut crisps, and by the way, buy your favorite roast goose."

Cheng Yeyang asked: "Aren't you going home now?"

"No hurry." Fang Yuwei pinched his red ears again with his fingers, "I kissed Xiao Ye today, a great day, worth remembering. Knowing that Xiao Ye is happy, I will take us Xiao Ye to the field once, and then May you drink a cup of plum wine, okay?"

Cheng Yeyang gritted his teeth: "Did I say that I was very happy when I was kissed?"

The author has something to say: much longer than the first two chapters, satisfied!