Professor, your turtle!

Whether or not that little rabbit apron is useful, and how to use it, probably only the two of them know.

After a few days of self-enrollment exams, Fu Mingyuan drove Ji Fan to T University himself.

According to the campus traffic restrictions, all parents were stopped outside the school gate, so Professor Fu, who drove all the way into the school and parked carelessly under the teaching building, looked particularly eye-catching.

Candidates gathered in twos and threes and waited to enter the arena. Seeing this, they muttered, "Why can he drive in?"

"I probably found an acquaintance to take care of it..."

"Hey, you can't be provoked, you can't afford to be provoked."

The volunteers on duty happened to be undergraduate students of T University, so they couldn't listen anymore, so they interrupted them coldly: "Didn't you see the admission card? If you refuse to accept it, you will be admitted to the retention school. When you become a professor, of course you can drive in." "

Candidate: "..."

The whispering stopped, but everyone's eyes were still focused on the car body curiously.

Ji Fan flinched a little, and said in a low voice, "Is this...isn't that good?"

"What's wrong?" Fu Mingyuan said confidently, "If I bring my lover in, I still need to report to them?"

Ji Fan: "Who... who is..." He really wanted to retort, "Who is your lover", but after struggling for a long time, he couldn't say anything, and his face turned red again.

Fu Mingyuan thought he was cute, put down the co-pilot's visor, and quickly kissed him on the forehead while helping him unbuckle his seat belt.

"Don't think too much, just go," he said with a smile, "Ji Fan, you should trust yourself more."

Ji Fan's eyes widened, as if frightened by the sudden kiss.Ignoring everyone's curious eyes, he hastily opened the car door, slid out with a swipe.

Fu Mingyuan waved at him through the window, turned the car around, and quickly disappeared at the bottom of the lush green path.

"Hey," the volunteer senior looked at him closely, curious, "Are you a child of Professor Fu's family? Don't be afraid, everyone is a little curious—it's the first time I saw him bring someone to work hahaha."

Ji Fan blinked and let out a slow "ah".

"How do you know..."

The senior shook his head and smiled meaningfully: Just kidding, even if the people in Haiyang don't know the dean, it's impossible that they don't know Fu Mingyuan.

He patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and said, "Don't worry, Professor Fu is famous, everyone will definitely take care of you."

Inexplicably, Ji Fan, who became a "true and related household", walked into the examination room in a daze. He was seated in the first row against the wall, facing the camera, and the monitoring lights flickered.

He was a little restless, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that someone was watching him.

It's hard to say anything else, just the inspecting invigilator in the corridor has already passed by for the fourth time, and has been looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

There is also the teacher on duty behind the podium who pretends to read the newspaper but actually peeks at it.

And the seniors pacing back and forth in the middle of the aisle...

Ji Fan shook his head, forcing himself to concentrate.

The feeling of being in the spotlight for no reason is too bad, especially since he himself is a little too sensitive to other people's eyes.He wiped his face, speeded up, and wanted to finish writing and leave early.

The test paper was not too difficult, and there were many practical questions that were very down-to-earth. He put down his pen after answering, and there were about 10 minutes left. He checked it roughly, and handed in the paper in advance.

The moment he stood up, almost all the teachers stared at him, Ji Fan bit the bullet and walked to the podium step by step to put down the paper.

The invigilator hurriedly raised his head, tried his best to raise the corners of his lips, and gave him a flattering smile, which made his hand tremble in fright, almost shaking the paper to the ground.

Why!Why on earth are you looking at him like that?

It wasn't until he went downstairs that the question in Ji Fan's heart was finally answered.

——Fu Mingyuan came here at some point, and was leisurely leaning under the gate on the first floor, swiping his phone with one hand in his pocket, making it clear that he was waiting for someone.

It's really...too high-profile.

Seeing him coming out, Fu Mingyuan's eyes lit up, and he beckoned: "Come here."

Ji Fan walked slowly to his side.

"How did you come?"

The students and teachers passing by all listened to the corners with their ears stunned. Unexpectedly, Professor Fu, who has always been aloof, would chatter like an old mother when he opened his mouth: "Why don't you wear the coat? How cold is the air conditioner in the room?" ah."

Ji Fan frowned: "I'm not cold."

"Put it on."

Everyone: "..."

After going back and forth like this, Fu Mingyuan was very persistent, took out his coat and put it on him forcibly.

"Don't...don't be here." Seeing that he still wanted to lower his head to button himself, Ji Fan hurriedly stopped him.

The fiery eyes of the onlookers almost shot a hole through his back. He raised his head and said softly, "Let's talk in the car, okay?"

Fu Mingyuan glanced at the crowds that were gathering more and more, as well as the colleagues upstairs who walked to the glass window intentionally or unintentionally, raised his eyebrows, and nodded: "In the car, you said it yourself."

Ji Fan didn't care about trying to figure out the meaning of the words, he was relieved, and hurriedly tugged on his sleeves and walked out.

When he was in the car, the shrewd Mr. Fu naturally wanted to charge interest, so he squeezed his chin and kissed him first - the kiss was so hard that it could almost be called biting, and even a small piece of the corner of his lip was broken.

At the beginning, Givante was worried that someone would see him, so he resisted pushing and shoving him, but when he got behind, he gasped softly and begged for mercy.

"Don't, don't... Fu... Ugh!"

"Little rascal," Fu Mingyuan stepped back a little, and looked at him, "Why don't you behave well when I ask you to wear clothes?"

Ji Fan looked away guiltily.

"Ok?"

He held on for two seconds, unable to bear the pressure, and honestly said: "Uh, that coat is yours...Everyone is looking at me again, I'm afraid, afraid..."

"Afraid of being recognized?" Fu Mingyuan was a little amused, "I brought you in in the first place, so what are you worried about?"

Ji Fan shook his head: "What if? If someone finds out, it's not good for you."

"Have you learned to think for me?" Fu Mingyuan patted his forehead, "Okay, don't worry about it. Really, I know it well, even... I won't let you be wronged."

Ji Fan raised his eyelids and gave him a meek look, his eyes were wet and seductive, he was about to speak when his phone rang.

When I opened it, it was Ms. Chen who sent a text message, asking him if he was in T University, and asked him to have a "talk" at a cafe in front of the school.

His smile slowly froze, he pursed his lips tightly, and a bit of hesitation and distress arose in his heart.At this moment, a slender hand stretched out from the side, gently holding his cold fingers.

"Don't be afraid," Fu Mingyuan stared into his eyes, "I'm here."

For a moment, Ji Fan was a little distracted.

He vaguely remembered reading a book when he was a child, which said: Not everyone in the world is lucky enough to meet a pair of perfect parents. Therefore, we searched and searched, looking for someone who could replace our parents, to stop the broken heart. the hole.

Some people can't find it all their lives, and some people think they have found it, but they are cut with a bigger hole.

The warm temperature came from the palm, and Ji Fan's fingertips trembled, suddenly feeling that he was actually lucky enough.

"I really...don't want to see her."

He lowered his head, and for the first time spoke his mind with difficulty: "But I don't want to run away either, Mr. Fu, I don't want to run away anymore, I always shrink back in front of her, but..."

"Do you hate her?"

"I... no, can someone really say the word 'hate' to my mother?" He closed his eyes, "I don't know, since I was a child, I have worked hard to not let her down. But ……I have no idea."

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said hoarsely, "I don't know."

"What would you say if you saw her?"

Ji Fan's Adam's apple rolled, and after a while, he said slowly and firmly: "...I will do what I think is right."

Fu Mingyuan was stunned. He thought that Ji Fan only wanted to talk to his mother about the choice of major, but he didn't expect that the other party thought farther than him.

He shook Ji Fan's hand, and asked softly, "So, what you think is right...includes me?"

Ji Fan didn't speak, just looked back at him quietly, and after a while, smiled very softly.

Fu Mingyuan thought, he knew the answer.

He clenched his fists tightly and then loosened them, not knowing what to say for a moment.

——Not everyone in the world can meet perfect parents, but their destiny is their own. Even from the bottom of the mud, beautiful flowers can bloom.

Fu Mingyuan held Ji Fan's wrist, feeling that he was holding a vigorous wild rose—new green buds emerged from the frozen soil, slowly blooming beside him.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-1721:22:42~2020-01-1819:08:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 50 bottles of the doctor; 10 bottles; 2 bottles for readers; 1 bottle of fish raised by A Miao;

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