I am fortunate to have you for the rest of my life

From that day on, Zhang Yiwen really began to give Liang Xiaoyou tutoring seriously.

Relying on his clever brain, Zhang Yiwen still sleeps well every day. After waking up, he takes the notes made by Liang Xiaoyou to look at them. ,Write.

No matter what time Liang Xiaoyou is busy every day, he will always recite the key points Zhang Yiwen told him, and finish writing the topics assigned by Zhang Yiwen earnestly.

After school that day, Zhang Yiwen took Liang Xiaoyou's notebook and began to read it as usual, and handed the water glass to Liang Xiaoyou, "Get me a glass of water."

"Oh", Liang Xiaoyou picked up the water glass on his table and went to the water room to get water. When he came back, Zhang Yiwen was looking at him with his notebook. Hot water ran across his fingers and flowed into his palm.

Liang Xiaoyou was scalded, but he didn't let go of the water glass.Zhang Yiwen quickly picked it up and said, "So you are really stupid, are you hot?"

Liang Xiaoyou blushed and shook his head as he blew that he was scalded to the ground.

"If you don't, hurry up and talk about the topic."

"Oh..." Liang Xiaoyou quickly sat down on the seat, Zhang Yiwen picked up the pen, wrote and drew in the notebook, and drew beautiful lines.

Not 10 minutes after he spoke, Yang Yaohui surrounded him, "Ah Wen, when will it be over, I'll wait for you to play basketball."

Zhang Yiwen waved his hand, "No time, didn't you see make-up lessons?"

"Hey, you're quite serious. You haven't decided the winner yesterday. Why are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid of your fart. Let's go, see if I beat you, you boy can't find Bei. Hey, Liang Xiaoyou, take my schoolbag and go to the playground. After I finish beating him, I will make up lessons."

"Oh, good." Liang Xiaoyou silently tidied up the things on the table of the two of them, and walked towards the playground with his schoolbag and Zhang Yiwen's coat in his arms.When he passed by, Zhang Yiwen and Yang Yaohui had already signed up, put the things aside, and chose a place to watch silently.Zhang Yiwen looked handsome and unrestrained when he played basketball, and his movements were extremely professional. With a fake move, he tricked Yang Yaohui into shooting from a long distance.

He probably won't have such a free and easy youth that sweats freely.All his sweat was spent in the kitchen, and he spent it on earning money. How could he have the energy to play basketball?Thinking about it this way, because he always leaves after class and usually sleeps, he doesn't even have the opportunity to play with his classmates. Now, it's almost two months since the start of school, and he doesn't even have acquaintances. How can he have the opportunity to play basketball?From this point of view, he envied Zhang Yiwen even more, envied his passionate and reckless youth.

When Liang Xiaoyou was looking at him with a smile, Zhang Yiwen came over to him.Zhang Yiwen lifted up his school uniform vest and wiped his sweat, "Why are you sitting here? Aren't those in our class sitting there? Buy me a bottle of water, where should I put my things first?" Zhang Yiwen pointed to their class. A group of people sitting around.

"Oh, good." Liang Xiaoyou walked over to his classmates dawdly, put down his things, and took out two yuan from his bag to buy water.After thinking about it, I bought two bottles and brought one to Yang Yaohui by the way.

After the game, Zhang Yiwen went to Liang Xiaoyou to get water, unscrewed it, took a sip and asked, "How can I buy two bottles?"

Liang Xiaoyou glanced at Yang Yaohui and whispered, "Give it to him."

"Hey, that's really interesting." Yang Yaohui smiled and went to pick it up, but was robbed by Zhang Yiwen.

"What to buy for him, you are free." I am so poor that I am so poor, why do I have to spend a lot of money to sell drinks for others.

After finishing speaking, he squinted and said to Yang Yaohui, "Want to drink? Buy it yourself."

"Cut..." Yang Yaohui curled his lips and punched Zhang Yiwen, "It looks like you bought it, this is my little friend, oh little friend, you bought it for me, didn't you, little friend." He snatched it up again.

"Little friend?" Zhang Yiwen stared at Yang Yaohui and muttered, "What kind of stupid name, what is it called?"

Liang Xiaoyou stared at his toes without speaking.

Looking at Liang Xiaoyou's blushing face, Zhang Yiwen felt sullen in his heart.After drinking a bottle of mineral water in one go, Zhang Yiwen threw the bottle down, and Zhang Yiwen pulled Yang Yaohui who was still drinking water, "What do you want to drink? Let's go, hurry up and play."

In the second half, Zhang Yiwen felt as if he had been slapped with chicken blood, all kinds of sour goals and all kinds of sour interceptions made Yang Yaohui miserable.

"Stop playing, stop playing." Yang Yaohui threw the ball, "Ah Wen, you kid is crazy today."

"It's good that I know I'm good, let's take it this time." Zhang Yiwen didn't listen to Yang Yaohui's answer, walked up to Liang Xiaoyou, pulled Liang Xiaoyou and said, "Let's go."

Liang Xiaoyou foolishly followed Zhang Yiwen and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Make up lessons."

"But, I'm almost here, and I'm going to work."

"Then I'll take you there."

"No, you can still catch the bus now."

"What are you talking about, I'm such a big shot, wouldn't I be happy to send you off?"

Liang Xiaoyou felt that Zhang Yiwen was just a jerk, and he might touch his fire at any time. Seeing that it was about to explode, he quickly said, "I'm happy, I'm happy"

"Well, it's more or less the same." Zhang Yiwen went to the shed, pushed the bicycle out, and after Liang Xiaoyou sat firmly on it, the bicycle rushed out with all his strength.

Liang Xiaoyou sat in the back, wondering whether to wrap his arms around Zhang Yiwen's waist, when Zhang Yiwen called out "Liang Xiaoyou."

Liang Xiaoyou was startled and quickly wrapped his arms around Zhang Yiwen's waist.

Zhang Yiwen seemed to be frightened, flinched a bit, and then asked, "Is my father handsome today?"

"what?"

"Ah what. Let me ask you, am I handsome playing basketball?"

"Handsome, handsome, handsome" Liang Xiaoyou didn't know what style Zhang Yiwen was playing, how could he dare to say that he was not handsome, besides, what he said was not a lie. little girl.

"Well, you are quite honest, which is good." Zhang Yiwen praised in a good mood, and after waiting for a while, Zhang Yi called again, "Oh, Liang Xiaoyou."

Liang Xiaoyou hummed.

"How much do you earn a day?"

Liang Xiaoyou was shy and unwilling to speak.Although 20 yuan a day is a life-saving money for Liang Xiaoyou, but for Zhang Yiwen, it may be half a meal and two bottles of drinks. He doesn't want to be looked down upon by Zhang Yiwen.

"Tell me, how much is it?" Zhang Yiwen asked again.

"Twenty... yuan." Liang Xiaoyou said in a low voice.

"How much?" Zhang Yiwen stopped the car, turned his head and asked.

"Twenty." Liang Xiaoyou almost buried his face in Zhang Yiwen's clothes.

Zhang Yiwen seemed to be able to feel the warmth of Liang Xiaoyou's face through his shirt.

"What time do you leave work?"

Liang Xiaoyou was really buried in Zhang Yiwen's clothes this time, "10:[-]..."

"From 6:10 to 4:20, [-] hours, [-] yuan?" Zhang Yiwen asked in disbelief. "The boss must have been fooled by lard, it's too dark, so quit."

"No." Liang Xiaoyou raised his head, "There is no place for me, I have to work there, I...need money."

"You need money, I'll give it to you, don't go to work in that crappy place." Zhang Yiwen looked away from the small restaurant with contempt in his eyes.

Zhang Yiwen's undisguised contempt made Liang Xiaoyou very sad. Zhang Yiwen didn't like this restaurant, and he probably didn't like him who worked in the restaurant. "I can't ask for your money" I don't want to be sympathized and pitied by you.

In fact, after saying "give money", Zhang Yiwen was stunned. He didn't know why he blurted out this sentence. What is his relationship with Liang Xiaoyou?Why would you want to give him money?Knowing that he has no status and position, Zhang Yiwen felt embarrassed for his words, and did not expect Liang Xiaoyou to accept it.But if he does take it. . . .

Give him money, isn't that supporting him?It seems not bad to keep Liang Xiaoyou.

Zhang Yiwen quickly shook his head and waved away his shameless thoughts, and shouted in a concealed manner, "Don't forget it, you will suffer."

Then continue to ride forward.My heart was already disturbed by the words just now.

His family is very rich, and he has no idea how rich he is. The friends around him, whether they are Fatty or Yang Yaohui, are all in good condition. what a feeling.Is this necessary?He's only so young, so thin, and he's about to start working part-time after school. Thinking about it this way, Liang Xiaoyou was injured so badly a few days ago, so he went to work too. Can he lift his arms?

Zhang Yiwen didn't know what it was like in his heart, but he asked rustlingly, "Is your wound still hurting? Did you take the medicine on time?"

Liang Xiaoyou subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his back, "It doesn't hurt anymore, there is some medicine." It's just that the medicine was not complete, he didn't dare to let his mother know about his injury, so he could only grope for some medicine every night. I can't figure out where, and some places are out of reach.

After a while, Zhang Yiwen arrived at the entrance of the hotel. Zhang Yiwen did not stop, but rode to a small alley.

"What are you doing?" Liang Xiaoyou asked, "The restaurant is over."

"I know, come down, lift up your clothes, let me see your injuries."

"It's not good here." Liang Xiaoyou resisted, for some reason, he didn't want Zhang Yiwen to see that he didn't take the medicine properly.

"What's wrong here? There's no one here. You're not a little girl. What are you afraid of? Hurry up and tease yourself, or I'll tease you for you."

When Liang Xiaoyou heard this, he immediately obeyed, turned his back slowly, and picked up his clothes.

Zhang Yiwen was on the side, looking at the bruised wound, which showed no sign of improvement, and asked with a dark face, "Did you take any medicine?"

"Yes, yes." Liang Xiaoyou replied quickly.

"Yes?" Zhang Yiwen raised his hand to touch his injured area, which easily made Liang Xiaoyou gasp.

"Is this up?"

"It's not enough here." Liang Xiaoyou's sophistry sounded more like coquetry.

"What about the medicine? I'll help you."

"No need," Liang Xiaoyou said quickly, feeling the great dissatisfaction from the people behind him, Liang Xiaoyou quickly added, "The medicine is at home."

"Get it to school tomorrow, and I'll help you. If your wound gets worse, it's going to kill you, and I have to pay for your life?"

"Oh." Liang Xiaoyou put down his clothes, and said lazily, "Understood, I won't let you lose your life." After finishing speaking, he continued to stare at his toes, "I'm leaving, I'm going to be late."

"Hello." Zhang Yiwen called Liang Xiaoyou to stop, "Can't I quit that job?"

Liang Xiaoyou shook his head "I can't", then walked out of the alley and walked into the restaurant.

Zhang Yiwen stood there for a long time before walking out of the alley and leaving by bicycle.

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