I Treat You as a Brother

A week after the start of school, Fang Mo has become a well-known two-dimensional dead house.

He has an eye-catching appearance, which is easy to impress.The two dormmates in the same dormitory, who seemed to have no intentions and were acting silly, had unusually large mouths, and they were familiar with each other, and they could shake everything out of laughter.Come and go, fame spreads far and wide.Many people Fang Mo doesn't know at all know that there is a handsome guy in [-] who likes to watch animation and is obsessed with two-dimensional beautiful girls with big breasts.

Another week passed, and Banhua, who used to take the initiative to find topics to chat with Fang every day, was silent.

Fang Mo didn't know whether he should be lucky or not.

In desperation, he pondered two things over and over again.

Why is it that Xu Xiran, a real dead house, is so well accepted by the surroundings, and no one pays too much attention to him because of this.Obviously he is also very handsome and conspicuous, the contrast is huge.

Why did Banhua, who liked him, leave immediately after deciding that he was a dead house, while he still didn't change his mind after seeing Xu Xiran's various miraculous operations.

It may be because of this man who makes him speechless from time to time, there are always various details that make his heart beat.

For example, when Fang Mo finally secretly confirmed Xu Xiran's class schedule, waited at the gate of the dormitory to catch someone, and planned to invite him to the cafeteria for lunch, Xu Xiran nodded and took out a small bag of cat food from his schoolbag.

"Will you take a detour with me?" He asked Fang Mo, "Take you to see a cutie."

Fang Mo nodded repeatedly.

He followed Xu Xiran and walked half a circle along the dormitory area, and came to a small garden.

As soon as Xu Xiran approached, a gray and chubby kitten ran out meowing with its tail upright.Fang defaulted to it.Before meeting Xu Xiran officially, he had seen a picture of this little guy in Xu Xiran's circle of friends.

Now half a month has passed, the original little one has grown a lot, and the once pointy little tail has also become slender and soft.

Xu Xiran carefully poured the cat food on the edge of the flower bed, and the little guy immediately immersed himself in eating hard.

"Aren't you cute?" Xu Xiran asked Fang Mo.

Fang Mo didn't answer, he was enduring the torment in his heart.He wanted to touch it, but it was so dirty.I'm going to eat later, so I can't do anything.

"What's your expression?" Xu Xiran looked at him blankly, "What are you nervous about?"

Fang Mo clenched his fists in order to endure: "What's its name?"

"I didn't name it," Xu Xiran said, "and I can't formally raise it. It's too emotional to give it a name, so it's not good."

Fang Mo glanced at him, and his heart suddenly moved: "Why don't you call it Xiaoyao."

Xu Xiran froze and blushed.

It's rare to see this person embarrassed, Fang Mo got a little excited, and continued to tease him: "You gave it a name, even if you don't take it back to raise it, it still has a special bond with you... No, what do you call that word... ...A bond, right? You have a bond. Maybe in order to repay you, it will turn into a beautiful girl and come to you in the middle of the night."

Xu Xiran sighed slightly when he heard this.

"Forget it," he said, shaking his head sadly, with a disillusioned look, "I just found out a few days ago that it is public."

Fang Mo sprayed.

"Sometimes I really feel like I've been cursed by some kind of curse," Xu Xiran continued, "Even if it's a cat in reality, all the cats that approach me are of the same sex."

Fang Mo licked his lips, not ashamed to answer, and began to feel guilty.

"Forget it," Xu Xiran turned around, "Let's go, let's eat."

Their two majors have different class schedules, and there are not many opportunities to meet each other since this period of time.

It was rare to have a meal together, Xu Xiran looked very happy.They chatted about each other's courses for a while, and Fang Mo casually mentioned an elective course he took this semester.

"That professor, every time, every time, must ask me to get up to answer questions," he sighed, "I don't dare to skip a class."

Xu Xiran frowned immediately upon hearing this: "Which professor, what's his last name?"

Fang Mo recalled for a moment: "...I don't really remember."

It's just an elective course. He originally only planned to dawdle, so he chose a corner seat every time.The professor only called the roll in the first class, and he didn't care about the frequent absences after that.But he cared too much for Fang Mo, so Fang Mo didn't dare to make mistakes.

"Are you wearing a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, about this tall, and look quite refined?" Xu Xiran asked.

Fang Mo recalled it for a while, then nodded: "Isn't that right. You also attended his class?"

Xu Xiran's expression immediately became serious: "Apart from class time, did he ever visit you in private?"

"No," Fang Mo finally realized, "Is there something wrong with this person?"

"It's a big problem," Xu Xiran said, "Blame me, I should have warned you earlier."

He seemed very worried and cared, which made Fang Mo slightly moved.

"He taught us professional courses before," Xu Xiran said, "During that time, he kept sending me...that kind of text messages."

"... Which kind?"

Xu Xiran gave a soft "tsk" and then looked at Fang Mo with a "you understand" look.

Fang Mo really understood.

"Is it explicit?" he asked.

"Not at all. It was normal at first, just showing concern for me and talking about study-related topics. Later, it became more and more wrong," Xu Xiran looked as if he couldn't look back on the past, "began to ask my family Is the pocket money enough to spend? He said he wanted to give me more help in both study and life, and he sent me a large red envelope during the holidays and invited me to his house for dinner."

"He wants to keep you!" Fang Mo shouted.

Many people around immediately cast curious eyes.

"Keep your voice down," Xu Xiran quickly grabbed his left wrist which was resting on the table, "Don't be so loud."

"Oh," Fang Mo glanced at the hands of the two, and nodded cautiously, "Then how did you answer him?"

"Just pretend to be stupid, what else can I do," Xu Xiran said, "After I finally finished this course, I immediately blocked him. He must have thoughts about you, so I told you earlier that you should not choose this course." The class will be fine."

"How can I blame you for this? I didn't know that we were alumni when I selected the courses." Fang Mo said.

In fact, from the current point of view, the professor's attitude towards him is quite normal, he has no contact with him in private, and he never talks too much after class.Apart from liking him to answer questions, there is nothing that can be called aggressive.

"Has he hinted at you?" Xu Xiran asked.

Fang Mo secretly thought about it in his heart, and nodded cautiously: "...it seems to be. You don't say that I didn't think about it before, but now I feel that the way he looks at me is really ambiguous."

Sure enough, Xu Xiran became more and more worried: "Did I send you a text message?"

"not yet."

Fang Mo felt in his heart that there probably wouldn't be any in the future.He didn't even find that the professor had this tendency, which shows that the other party's words and deeds are still decent.From childhood to adulthood, there are countless teachers who like to stare at him and ask questions in class.The reason is actually very simple, class is boring, just pick something pleasing to watch and have some fun to adjust your mood.Therefore, being good-looking is not all a good thing, and even skipping classes is more conspicuous than others.

This professor should have no idea of ​​overstepping the rules for him.But this didn't prevent Fang Mo from being miserable in front of Xu Xiran.

"Although it's just an elective course, but..." He sighed, "If I ignore him, will he deliberately make things difficult for me in terms of grades?"

"Probably not," Xu Xiran thought for a while, "He let me pass."

Thinking about it this way, this professor is not too much.Although the pursuit is not very decent, at least it is cool when letting go.

Fang Mo suddenly had a strange idea.

From a certain point of view, Xu Xiran fits the setting of a harem hero.All kinds of overt and covert suitors around him emerge in endlessly, and they all have a deep and deep love for him.He himself is not sensitive to these thanks, and does not accept any of them.

It's exactly the same as the hero of the love story.

The only difference is that the audience of the work he is in seems to be different.

If Xu Xiran is really the leading actor, then Fang Mo hopes that he will not be one of the background boards in the harem.He wants to be another protagonist.

After thinking for a while, Fang Mo began to despise himself.

During this period of time, being forced into the house by Xu Xiran, even the way of thinking was assimilated, which is not bad.

"When is the next time you take his class?" Xu Xiran asked him suddenly.

"Let me take a look," Fang Mo picked up the phone, "Next Monday, at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Xu Xiran also picked up his mobile phone and looked at it for a while, then said, "It happens that I'm free, so I'll accompany you."