pretend to be poor

The shaved ice is very sweet, and a mouthful of ice cold drips into the stomach, so refreshing that the pores are opened.

It was unbearable to stand, and Tong Huai didn't really want to take outsiders back to the place where his mother lived, so he found an unoccupied staircase nearby.

Before sitting down, he struggled seriously for a while - Xue Ting must be used to sitting like this, if he thinks it's dirty, Xue Ting will lose face.

Thinking of this, Tong Huai sat down boldly.

Xue Ting frowned slightly, fell silent for a while, moved his lips, and then sat down.

Little curly hair has a strong self-esteem, if he shows a disgusted expression, he will probably have to talk non-stop again.

With their own thoughts, the two sat down with their long legs up, eating smoothies and watching the sunset.

There are no high-rise buildings in the West District. The old house is located on a high terrain, just in time to see the melting sunset slowly setting in the sky. A few rays of the setting sun shine in front of them, and the bear children on the opposite street are chasing and playing.

Tong Huai shook the tuition fee in his hand: "No wonder I asked you to give you twenty."

Xue Ting has a strong ability to adapt, and he sat down without feeling dirty, leaning against the wall and casually said: "You said, treat me to smoothie."

Tong Huai: "It's too easy for you to buy this, and you can run errands by yourself."

Xue Ting sneered, and changed the topic: "The old man has been talking about you this afternoon."

Tong Huai proudly raised his chest: "I am attractive."

Xue Ting gave him a look that couldn't be expressed in words.

After being quiet for a while, Xue Ting glanced at Tong Huai's stomach.

Tong Huai was sitting or not, swaying to and fro, a part of her waist looming along with the fabric, thin.

"How's the injury?" Xue Ting rubbed the smoothie cup with his fingertips, it was wet and cold.

Tong Huai was busy drinking smoothies, and with two murmurs, he lifted the hem of his clothes for him to see: "It's gone."

The bruise is not as scary as before, and it doesn't hurt usually, it only hurts when you touch it.

A section of the waist was gleaming white, a little dazzling in the afterglow, Xue Ting paused, looked at it for a few seconds, and stretched out his hand to poke it.

As soon as the wet and cold fingers approached, Tong Huai shuddered, dodged in embarrassment, and said angrily, "What are you doing!"

Xue Ting leaned back on the ground again: "Don't lift your clothes at people."

"Masters care about this? I'm still taking off my pants." Tong Huai put down his clothes and looked at Xue Ting suspiciously, "Tingting, are you so shy?"

Xue Ting: "..."

Xue Ting was expressionless, got up and walked away.

Tong Huai broke back a game, and held him back with a smirk: "Hey, I was wrong, brother, brother Ting, let's go."

Xue Ting patted his hands away, sat back, bent his knees, put one hand on it, and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Because of this action, the neckline of the short-sleeved T-shirt was loosened, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on, a small pool filled in the boy's deep collarbone, like the kiss of the blood-colored setting sun.

Tong Huai slurped the slush ice, peeped at him, and thought, buddy, you are my opponent for the school grass.

But after all, they're still friends.

Tong Huai's little thoughts turned quickly.

Since we are friends, some misunderstandings have to be clarified.

He was brooding about being misunderstood by Xue Ting. After holding it in for so long, he couldn't hold it in anymore: "Xue Ting, let me tell you something."

Xue Ting still ignored him, and said that Tingting's hatred is too high.

Tong Huai bent his knees, touched him, and leaned over flatteringly: "You see, my name is Huaibao, and you are not ashamed to be called Tingting."

Xue Ting still ignored him.

Tong Huai moved over again, and called out with a drawn out voice, "Brother Xue?"

Calling brother really worked, Xue Ting tilted his head, and finally looked at the person in the right direction.

Tong Huai smiled: "Just after the monthly exam was over last time, you heard me scolding Chen Wu outside the office."

Xue Ting said "Oh" with a rising tone, his eyes were calm and he expressed his doubts.

Speaking of this, Tong Huai became angry again: "We have been doing homework together for so long, and you should have noticed that my English is actually pretty good. Chen Wu doesn't know anything. The evidence framed me for cheating, and I was so angry that I scolded him. You didn’t know that when you first came, he is a thief and powerful, and he treats students with good grades, whether they are monsters or people, like his own son, and he treats students with bad grades. It's the stepfather's heart wasp needle."

The child has a serious expression, as if he has come to complain.

Xue Ting guessed the truth early on, knowing that he didn't tell the real reason, for some reason, his heart softened.

She is coquettish and coquettish, she likes to act like a baby anytime and anywhere, but she doesn't want to talk about these things.

He hummed quietly, put down the smoothie cup he had finished drinking, and raised his hand to rub Tong Huai's furry hair.

Tong Huai was sensitive to height, and he was serious about his business. Suddenly his head was patted, and he froze for a moment. He jumped up and resisted: "The president is not tall, don't touch me!"

Xue Ting raised his eyebrows, stood up too, relying on his height, touched again.

The hair is thin and soft, and it feels really good.

Tong Huai kicked him angrily, but didn't kick him. When he saw the sand ice in his hand, he thought about whether to spare him for Sha ice's sake.

Then I thought it was wrong, this smoothie was obviously his guest.

When he was struggling, Xue Ting had already walked down the steps in twos and threes, and was about to go back to the hospital. After walking a few steps, he turned around and asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital tomorrow?"

"go."

Tong Huai is principled and doesn't sit together. Mr. Xue is an interesting person. They hit it off right away, and Xue Ting's dislike has nothing to do with him.

Xue Ting slightly bent the corners of his mouth, waved his hands, and walked to the bus station.

Sitting in the sunset, Tong Huai finished skating the last bit of smoothie, took out his phone, poked out Lao Chai's WeChat account, and told him about going to visit Mr. Xue.

Before Xue Ting came, the old man would come over for dinner from time to time. Lao Chai had an impression of old man Xue and wanted to go and see it, but unfortunately he couldn't get away.

The next afternoon, Xue Ting came to Chaiji Restaurant as usual, and first instructed Tong Huai to do his chemistry homework.

Besides English, Tong Huai is also better at Chinese.

For Xu Xingzhou's sake, he would memorize ancient poems occasionally, and even if he dozed off, he would still listen to the lectures, so he could barely pass the exam. The other subjects were so messed up that they couldn't be scraped off the wall.

In Xue Ting's previous class, there were not many people who dared to get in front of him and asked him to give advice, let alone Tong Huai who had talked about it twice and then looked at it in a daze.

Xue Ting spends three hours a day teaching him to do his homework, and another 10 minutes to give himself psychological counseling.

After finishing the chemistry homework, it's not too early.Xue Ting was dual-purpose, reading while tutoring others. After tutoring, he had almost read the book. He put on his schoolbag and watched Tong Huai slowly tidying up there.

English is almost finished, mathematics, physics and chemistry have been written for less than half, and Chinese biology has also moved a bit.

Tong Huai has never changed his temperament since he was a child. He didn't do his homework until the last few days. He was used to fighting at night with a group of classmates, and he was still a little unaccustomed to his "high efficiency". After cleaning up, he elbowed Xue Ting: " What about your homework? I just saw you wrote the paper a while ago."

Xue Ting replied calmly: "I finished writing in the first week of summer vacation."

"...Oh," Tong Huai floated up and sank back to the center of the earth, "Then what paper did you write at that time?"

"A contest question I found."

Tong Huai carefully glanced at the book he put in his bag: "Then what kind of book is this?"

"Physics textbook for the first semester of the third year of high school."

Tong Huai: "..."

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked so cheaply.

Chai Liguo specially prepared a sick meal for the old man, came over with a lunch box, listened to it, and couldn't help laughing: "You heard it, Xiao Xue is so good, follow Xiao Xue to study hard, you can pass the undergraduate exam, uncle Don't worry."

With the help of Xue Ting, Tong Huai wrote the questions smoothly, a little swollen: "Uncle, I will show you a copy of the exam."

Like a little Fat Chirp with a proud chest.

Chai Liguo raised his head, picked out his ears, and murmured: "I seem to be hallucinating."

Tong Huai was underestimated and completely swelled into a puffer fish.

A smile flashed across Xue Ting's eyes.

After leaving the door, Xue Ting rarely took the initiative to speak: "You have a very good relationship with Boss Chai."

The sun was still high outside, Tong Huai lowered the peaked cap that came out of the restaurant a little, and replied: "Old Chai and my mother are old friends, he can be regarded as watching me grow up."

Tong Jingyuan never had his eyes set above the top, and he had no problems with being rich or honored. On the contrary, he got along very well with these ordinary friends of his wife.

In the past, when Tong Huai mentioned his mother, he would take Tong Huai to this street and tell Tong Huai where there were traces of his mother and who knew her.

The dead are temporary and permanent.

Disappeared in time for a short time, engraved in people's hearts forever.

Xue Ting heard him mention his mother, turned his head to watch his expression for a while, nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.

Old man Xue had to stay in the hospital for half a month for observation. The old man didn't like hospitals, and being in the hospital seemed to be tortured. His grandson often couldn't speak human words, so seeing Tong Huai would make him feel relieved.

The revolutionary feelings of Wangnianjiao are getting stronger day by day, and his grandson is ignored every time, and he doesn't mind. He brings a book every day and moves a stool to read by himself.

Tong Huai went to the restaurant every morning, followed Xue Ting to do homework in the afternoon, went to the hospital to accompany the old man from time to time, and then went home to sleep. The rhythm of life was quite regular.

Because he was blocked and robbed last time, he didn't dare to go out to surf the Internet at night, lest he encounter some monsters and ghosts again.

Aunt Chen was worried, so she came over every three to five days to clean up his room and bring him a change of clothes. He asked Auntie to hand over the computer, and the evening entertainment would be available.

The first month's salary was also received, and after deducting the late money, it was exactly [-].

Tong Huai happily saved the money and didn't use it, intending to keep it as a souvenir, and showed Tong Jingyuan a screenshot.

Tong Jingyuan was also happy, turned around and took a screenshot of the conversation, and posted it on Moments, blah: My son has grown up [呲牙]

The following parties praised it, and they all boasted commercially.

Tong Huai came across this post before going to bed, thinking that you are so boring, old boy, and was wondering if he should be funny, and also gave his old father a like, and two comments popped up under this circle of friends at the same time.

-The most handsome grandpa in the world: Tong Jingyuan, you bastard!Didn't you say Zai Zai went on a trip? ? ?

- The most beautiful grandma in the world: answer the phone!Is it useful to play dead?I saw that you liked others, and you also liked three!

Tong Huai: "..."

Bad food.

The old boy forgot to set the group to be visible.