As soon as the bell rang, Jiang Yueting put down his pen and left the classroom.

There are still eight or nine days left for the senior high school entrance examination, and the students are all waiting for it. Even after the get out of class is over, they still have no intention of leaving. Instead, they get together to discuss the exercises they did in class.

Few students left immediately, and the corridors were empty.

A girl with short hair watched Jiang Yueting leave, hurriedly grabbed the notebook on the table and ran out after her.

Jiang Yueting noticed that someone was following him step by step, and when he looked back, he met a pair of timid eyes. He thought for a while, as if he was a classmate, and nodded towards him as a greeting.

The girl's face turned red, she walked up to Jiang Yueting boldly, and asked in a low voice, "Can you fill in the classmate list for me?"

The girl was petite, just on Jiang Yueting's shoulder, he looked down at her, her face was full of anticipation.

It seems to be very popular in the class to write that thing recently, and many people have asked him to write it.

Jiang Yueting looked calm, and nodded slightly to the other party as a sign of agreement.

The girl immediately handed him the notebook in her arms, but Jiang Yueting didn't answer it, and he asked, "It's enough to give you a piece of paper, you don't need the whole notebook."

After all, there are other people's written content in the notebook, so it can be regarded as privacy.

Embarrassment flashed across the girl's face, and she hurriedly said, "No dismantling, no dismantling, that's all."

Jiang Yueting glanced at her, the girl lowered her head in embarrassment, and she whispered, "It's not heavy."

Jiang Yueting: "..." He had no choice but to take the classmate record from the girl, "I will return it to you in the afternoon."

"No rush, no rush."

After leaving the teaching building in the third year of junior high school, there were more people all of a sudden, and the teacher could still be seen walking by. The girl was a little shy, and unconsciously distanced herself from Jiang Yueting.

Jiang Yueting said lightly: "I'll go first, goodbye."

"Oh! Good! See you in the afternoon, see you in the afternoon." The girl saw his figure submerged in the crowd, and the heat on her face did not recede for a long time.

"I'm back." As soon as Jiang Yueting opened the door, Pang Pang pounced on him. He stroked the dog's head, changed his slippers and went to the kitchen under Pang Pang's entanglement.

Wen Rui was cooking in a blue apron. When he heard the movement, he turned to look at Jiang Yueting, and hurriedly said, "It's almost ready, give me a taste of the dishes. I just lost my mind and didn't know whether to put salt or not."

He tasted it himself, but his taste was bland and he didn't taste it.

As he spoke, he picked up some shredded pork with chopsticks and brought it to Jiang Yueting's mouth.

Jiang Yueting opened his mouth and ate, "Let it go, it tastes good."

"Then you go and wash your hands, you can eat later."

Jiang Yueting put the classmates on the dining table and went to the bathroom.

When Wen Rui came out with the dishes, he was quite happy to see the classmate records on the table. It seemed that Yue Ting got along well with his classmates.

After Jiang Yueting washed his hands, he served Wen Rui a meal, and the two sat at the dining table.

Pangpang jumped onto its chair and pushed the food bowl there.

"Give it a bath later."

Jiang Yueting nodded: "Is it time to wash it, send it to a pet shop or wash it yourself?"

Wen Rui's face was full of helplessness: "Wash it yourself. You can't go to the pet store. It will go crazy again, and I can't stop it."

Jiang Yueting couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips, "Who told you to get used to it."

"If you beat it, I will beat it again. It has to run away from home. By the way, let's go to your Uncle Huo's house to eat seafood the day after tomorrow." Wen Rui bowed his head and picked at the fishbone.

"Okay." Jiang Yueting suddenly remembered that he went to see Zhang Huaibin today, "How is grandpa?"

Wen Rui paused, and said in a low voice, "I'm awake, but I can't move or talk now, and I need to recover." He put the fish in the bowl into Jiang Yueting's bowl.

Jiang Yueting likes to eat seafood and river delicacies, but he doesn't know how to eat fish. Once when he ate fish, he got stuck in a fishbone, and Wen Rui was so scared that he stuffed rice and vinegar into his mouth again.

From then on, Wen Rui's cooking fish liked to cook fish with few spines, and helped Jiang Yueting pick out any spines.

"Don't make it for me, you eat your own. I want to see grandpa."

"Wait in two days, his children want to take him away, and we will be notified then."

Jiang Yueting pursed the corners of her lips, "Are you coming back after that?"

Wen Rui sighed: "I don't think he will come back, but we can visit him."

Although Jiang Yueting's feelings for Zhang Huaibin were not as strong as Wen Rui's, the old man was also a special existence to him.

The atmosphere between the two suddenly cooled down, Wen Rui had no choice but to change the subject, he looked at the classmate at the table and asked, "Did the classmate give it to you? Did you buy it?"

Jiang Yueting: "No."

"Don't you leave your classmates' contact information?"

"I won't contact you if you stay."

Wen Rui: "..."

But he didn't say much, he knew that although Jiang Yueting didn't like to take the initiative to get close to others, he would definitely treat them politely when they approached him.

After dinner, Wen Rui cleared the table, Jiang Yueting went to the study to get a pen to write a classmate record, he randomly flipped through the pages and saw a pink envelope pasted on that page with bear tape.

Wen Rui couldn't help laughing when he saw it, and he moved to Jiang Yueting's side: "Girl?" The envelope said it was for Jiang Yueting, "It should be a cute girl."

Jiang Yueting glanced at him: "You haven't seen her before."

"The handwriting is very cute." Wen Rui looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Jiang Yueting's face darkened, and he asked in a cold voice, "You really want me to fall in love early?"

Wen Rui's face was full of innocence: "No, I just don't think you will fall in love early. Your uncle Huo said that you cling to me all day long, and you look like you are short of milk." There was a bit of teasing in his eyes.

Jiang Yueting was not annoyed at being teased by him, "You haven't."

"What are you going to do?" Wen Rui really wanted to see how Jiang Yueting would handle it.

Jiang Yueting said lightly, "Throw it away."

The smile on Wen Rui's face suddenly disappeared, and he said seriously: "If you refuse, you can return the love letter. Throwing it away is ruining the sincerity of the little girl. You can't do that."

Jiang Yueting looked at him with a half-smile.

When Wen Rui saw this, he knew that he was teasing himself, and the expression on his face collapsed. He said helplessly, "Don't make such jokes in the future, just take it apart and have a look."

Jiang Yueting frowned slightly: "Unpack?"

"At any rate, it's a love letter, at least it should be useful. This should be carefully prepared by the little girl. She must want you to feel her heart."

"Is that so?"

Wen Rui said softly, "A girl told me that before."

Seeing him lost in thought, Jiang Yueting pursed the corners of her lips.

"But I'm not sure all girls feel that way."

Jiang Yueting revealed the love letter in silence.

Seeing this, Wen Rui went to the kitchen with plates and bowls.

After he finished washing the dishes, Jiang Yueting was no longer in the living room, and the classmate book was still spread out on the table.

Jiang Yueting came out of the bathroom, and he said, "I turned on the water heater, and I'll give Pang Pang a bath later." Seeing Wen Rui's gaze on the notebook, he raised his chin, "Look at my treatment plan. Not suitable."

Wen Rui walked over, and the love letter was pasted back intact, but there were signs of it being torn apart. Jiang Yueting wrote a paragraph on the envelope - thank you for your love, but I can't accept this letter, sorry.do well on the exam.

Wen Rui laughed, and he closed the classmate book, as if a warm current flowed through his heart, it was warm.

In fact, he was really afraid that he didn't teach this child well. Fortunately, Jiang Yueting never let him down.

"Together." Wen Rui went into the bathroom.

Jiang Yueting half squatted beside Pang Pang to comfort it, Wen Rui turned on the shower, tested the water temperature, and poured it on Pang Pang.

Pang Pang likes to play with water, and never resists taking a bath. He sits obediently on the ground, looking up and waiting for them to wash himself with enjoyment.

"That's how it behaves." Wen Rui combed it with his fingers.

Jiang Yueting brushed it with a comb, and he suddenly asked, "Why did you say that just now? Who told you?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Wen Rui's face, but he still told the truth: "A long time ago, when I was in high school, a girl handed me a love letter. I was very shy when I received the love letter for the first time, but I didn't mean to fall in love, so I could only tell the girl over and over again that I was sorry, I couldn't accept it, and I wanted to return the love letter to her with teary eyes."

"But the girl refused to pick it up. She cried and told me that she had written that letter for a long time, and she had also thought about whether to send it out for a long time. She asked me if I could have a look." Wen Rui smiled embarrassedly, "At that time, I felt so guilty seeing her crying so sadly, so I opened the letter and read the love letter carefully. It was already late at the end of the evening self-study, and she sat on the steps crying and refused to leave. I I didn't dare to leave, and sat with her for a long time."

This incident was more than ten years ago to him, but it still left a deep impression on him.

Jiang Yueting raised his eyes to look at him, Wen Rui's edges and corners are very soft, just like his person, so gentle that it can turn people's hearts into spring water, he retracted his eyes and looked away, his heart was so soft that it was a mess.

-

When Wen Rui received the call from Zhang Yiqiu, he was busy at the cashier at the hot pot restaurant. He was afraid that he had other things to do, so he closed the door of the restaurant downstairs, so he could only help out at the hot pot restaurant.

"My dad wants to see you." The other party's tone was quite urgent.

Wen Rui quickly put down his work and went to the hospital. Zhang Yiqiu thought he was too "warm-hearted", so he didn't dare to visit the old man yesterday.

Although the old man can no longer speak, he can still move his fingers, and now he communicates by typing on his mobile phone.

Wen Rui entered the ward, Zhang Huaibin was half leaning on the pillow, with a mobile phone fixed by his hand.

He didn't come until he saw Wen Rui, and looked at him reproachfully.

Wen Rui sat down embarrassedly: "I was a little busy yesterday, so I didn't come here."

Zhang Yiqiu said: "Dad, why are you calling him over in such a hurry? What a trouble to him."

Zhang Huaibin groaned as if he was dissatisfied with her words, he typed with difficulty, and after finishing typing, motioned Zhang Yiqiu to look over.

Zhang Yiqiu took a look and found that the old man had typed a word - transfer the shop to him.

Zhang Yiqiu frowned and looked at Wen Rui. Wen Rui didn't see the content on the phone, so he was a little dazed.

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