Professor, your turtle!

"What else can I do?" Ji Fan sighed, picked up the messy school uniform jacket, put a basin of warm water to soak it, "the medicine box is under the TV cabinet, help me get it."

Zhao An took a quick shower and came out wet in a short while.

She was wearing Ji Huan's old pajamas awkwardly, holding a pile of dirty clothes in her hands, hesitating to speak.

"Pile it here first, I'll wash it later." Ji Fan didn't turn his head, "You go to the living room and apply the medicine."

Zhao An nodded gratefully.

Ji Fan picked up the basin, dumped all the dirty clothes together, carried them upstairs and threw them into the washing machine.

When he finished his work and went downstairs, he saw Chen Zhen helping someone rub the medicine with no expression on his face.

Zhao An turned his back to him, rolled up his sleeves, and wrapped several rounds of bandages on his thin arms.She turned her head, her face flushed abnormally, and she seemed to have a fever.

"what happened?"

"Scald." Chen Zhen tightened the bandage and said coldly, "Ask her for details."

Zhao An lowered his head, "...I accidentally knocked over the boiling water myself."

Chen Zhen sneered when he heard this.

"Are you still kidding yourself?"

Even Ji Fan, who is as good-tempered as he is, couldn't help it anymore. He wiped his face, "Okay, then I'll leave you alone, and you can leave later. I don't welcome you."

Zhao An was silent for a long time, and said something in a low voice, his voice was as thin as a gnat, "It's his..."

"what?"

"He drank too much..." Zhao An turned his face away, "He burnt it with a cigarette."

"You..." Ji Fan was stunned. He had imagined that the other party had intentionally burned her, but he never expected to use a cigarette butt.

Chen Zhen was very calm, and crossed his fingers, "Then what are you going to do?"

"What? Me?" Zhao An raised his eyes in surprise, and said hesitantly, "You... Aren't you here to persuade me?"

"What do you advise?" Chen Zhen frowned, "You are an adult, what can't you make up your own mind about?"

Zhao An lowered his head slowly, and said hoarsely, "...I, I don't know either."

Chen Zhen raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "What's so difficult about it? There are three simple ways. One, call the police;

Zhao An was originally frowning, but now he amused him, smiled, and showed a little sadness, "But he is my father after all... When I was young, when my mother was still there, he used to be very good to me. of."

Chen Zhen's eyes almost turned to Tianling Gai, "Can you be sober? People feed the pigs before they kill them."

Zhao An's face turned red and then pale, and he refused to speak.

——Chen Zhen's words were so rough that no one could refute them.

She bit her lip and lowered her head, "...Let me think about it."

Ji Fan and Chen Zhen left her alone in the living room and went upstairs one after the other.

"Speaking of which, this building used to be the old house of the Chen family." Chen Zhen walked to the corner of the second floor and stopped, touching the handrail cherishingly. "When he was still there, he brought me here once."

"what……"

"I didn't dare to come again later," Chen Zhen recalled the past, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, "Don't talk about Mr. Chen, if your mother knows that I'm coming, and even puts their family's name on it, I think it will be fine." Get mad with anger."

Ji Fan was startled, and suddenly remembered Chen Youqing's cold attitude when he mentioned that old photo.

Chen Zhen closed her eyes, "If it wasn't for me...he would have been fine."

"Youqing must hate me very much, they all hate me," he sighed softly, "it should be."

Ji Fan wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

"The one facing north is your bedroom... right?" Chen Zhen pointed to the small room at the end of the corridor.

"Ah, that's right."

"Sure enough," Chen Zhen showed a nostalgic smile, "He also lived there. Did your mother tell you that you resemble him?"

"...Yeah." Ji Fan lowered his head, "But he's smart, I'm far behind."

"No, you are wrong. Successful people are not necessarily smart, and smart people are not necessarily successful," Chen Zhen said flatly, "Perseverance is the rarest thing."

"In this regard, you are very similar to him."

Ji Fan opened his eyes slightly.

"Can I come in and sit for a while?"

"Ah, of course."

Chen Zhen sat on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes tiredly. The moonlight brushed over his handsome nose, leaving a shadow.

Ji Fan didn't know what to say, he wandered around twice, and sat blankly on the chair beside him.

"By the way," Chen Zhen said leisurely with his eyes closed, "You like that new Professor Fu, don't you?"

Ji Fan was taken aback, "You, what are you talking about?"

"I knew it the first time I saw it." Chen Zhen smiled smugly, "Just like him, you can't hide your thoughts at all."

"me……"

"Forget it, what do you think I will say? Do you want to teach you about puppy love instead of your mother?" Chen Zhen waved his hand, "Treasure it, but don't treat him too well."

He muttered, and he didn't know whether he was talking to himself or Ji Fan, "Men are like this. If you treat him too well, he won't know how to cherish it. Only when you lose it will you know..."

Ji Fan lowered his head, and after a while, said softly, "Mr. Fu is not that kind of person."

"Pfft," Chen Zhen raised his eyebrows, "You've only met a few times, you know him pretty well?"

"...I know it well."

"Okay, it's not the best." Chen Zhen said perfunctorily, turning his face away wearily, "I'll sleep for a while, call me at six."

The three of them had their own concerns, tossing and tossing all night, none of them had a good rest, and turned into three pandas looking at each other the next day.

Early in the morning, Ji Fan woke up Chen Zhen with dark circles under his eyes, and asked him to take Zhao An to school.

"how about you?"

"I'll take the bus by myself later..." Ji Fan avoided his sight, his face was a little red.

Chen Zhen groaned and smiled knowingly.Zhao An was still asking why, but he had already waved his hand smartly and stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom.

Ji Fan ate his mouth full of dust, and when he thought of the meaningful look in that guy's eyes before he left, his face turned even redder.

——No, no, it's clear and aboveboard, why on earth is he blushing!

Ji Fan was sullenly angry, and he didn't know if he was angry at himself for not being up to date, or at Chen Zhen who made fun of him.

Xu Haifan sent a text message, still asking for leave today, it can be seen that he was tossed hard by a cheapskate.

Before going out, Ji Fan still remembered Chen Zhen's words last night, hesitated for a moment, decided not to be too eager, and dawdled for a while.

"Why did you come here? Are you not afraid of being late?"

"I..." Ji Fan lowered his head and stared at his toes.

"Okay," Fu Mingyuan finished the scolding, turned his face awkwardly, took out milk from his pocket and handed it forward, "Here."

Ji Fan looked down at the bag of milk, but didn't take it right away—probably he had been warming it with his body, and the milk in the soft package was still warm until now.

"Ji Fan?"

Ji Fan came back to his senses, agreed meekly, took it and took it apart.

He took a few sips, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled, "Hey, you treat me so well, aren't you afraid that I won't cherish it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about in the morning?" Fu Mingyuan frowned, "Didn't you always...always..."

"how do I?"

Fu Mingyuan let out an ah, and finally remembered the word "Aren't you always proud of being favored?"

puff.Ji Fan almost sprayed him in the face.

His entire face was flushed, and he stumbled, "I don't have it, how can I..."

——I really can’t say that embarrassing word.Ji Fan wished he could dig a hole in the ground, it would be better to bury Fu Mingyuan together, what nonsense are you talking about?

Besides, how can he be proud of being favored?

"Isn't it?" Fu Mingyuan plausibly said, "Didn't you call and act like a baby last night? If I didn't say..."

Ji Fan "..." Stop talking, he really wants to disappear right away.

Fu Mingyuan looked calm, rubbed his head, and said kindly, "It's okay, I don't dislike it. The car is here, let's go?"

Ji Fan was stiff all over, and got into the car with the same hands and feet, only to meet the driver's aunt from yesterday again.

She laughed cheerfully, "Oh, it's you, student. Today is your brother seeing you off? Tsk tsk, what a brotherhood."

Ji Fan's face was full of grief and indignation, brotherly love, where is there such a "good brother" with a big tail wolf?

——If you don’t move, you will warn me to death, or you will say that others are arrogant. Why did he have the illusion that the other party is considerate and restrained in the first place!

He swiped his card angrily, walked to the last row and sat down, deliberately not looking back - he knew that Fu Mingyuan must be laughing secretly.

Having said that, except for an extra pack of hot milk every morning, Ji Fan's daily life has calmed down instead.

Zhao An finally made a decision.That afternoon, she sat and talked with Lao Xu and the director of the street office for a whole hour in the office.

The director of the street was a fat aunt. Seeing the little girl's wounds here and there, she secretly wiped away her tears, then turned around and took the compulsory isolation measures.

Her alcoholic father was still sound asleep when the police came to her door.

As a result, Zhao An's whereabouts became a big problem again.

According to the regulations, Zhao An has grown up, and his father can go home and live alone after being detained, but Lao Xu really can't let go of her being alone—but he is an unmarried male teacher, and he can't take in a single person because of emotion and reason. schoolgirl.

Several head teachers of the third year of high school got together for a small meeting, and finally made a decision to send Zhao An to the home of the head teacher of Class Six, Chen Zhen.

The head teacher of class [-] is a warm-hearted woman who also loves the students sincerely, and takes her by her side almost every step of the way.

Zhao An herself hasn't changed much. If she has to say it, she is probably more attentive to her studies—she has fully realized the weakness of her family, and gradually begins to understand that everything in the future can only be fought for by herself.

The same goes for Ji Fan.

In the past month, Chen Youqing only made one phone call to his home on the way, to the effect that he had something to do at the moment, so he had to delay his return for another month, so that Ji Fan could hurry up and study by himself.

As for Ji Fan's even more unreliable father, he has been squatting in the deep mountain tribes of South America for more than half a year in order to study stones, and there is no news at the moment-not to mention the mobile phone signal, they are not even sure if he can eat boiled rice. cooked food.

On the other hand, Ji Huan was very nervous about his younger brother, calling him once a day, and in the last week, he simply asked for leave to go home and make a special trip to study with him.

My sister has a good heart, but it's a pity that she can't do what she wants in life.Ji Fan came home from studying at night, and stood dumbfounded in the middle of the messy kitchen, holding his forehead in pain for a long time.

"I, I just want to cook a nutritious meal..." Ji Huan, who has always been domineering, crouched and circled dejectedly, with a low tone.

Ji Fan was silent for a while, nodded, walked around her and started to clean up the mess.

It was already half an hour when the poor black-bone chicken finally entered the stew pot, bubbling and bubbling.

Ji Fan endured and endured, finally sighed, and said honestly, "Sister, if you come back now, I have to cook for one more person."

Ji Huan "..." She had no way to argue, and walked out of the kitchen in a daze, her back was extremely desolate.

In the tragic time when the brothers and sisters of the Ji family depended on each other, the annual college entrance examination officially kicked off.

Ji Fan has no time to work this time.

Fortunately, the warm-hearted Aunt Haixia slapped her head and moved directly into Ji Fan's house, taking care of their three meals a day.

Haixia's cooking skills are obvious to all, and she also likes Ji Fan very much, so she cooks more carefully, trying to change the dishes every day, wishing to have a table full of Chinese people for breakfast.

After a few days, all the other candidates looked haggard, only Ji Fan had a rosy face and even gained two catties.

The last session ended on the afternoon of June 6.

As the bell rang, the oppressive atmosphere in the examination room was instantly swept away.

Everyone rushed out of the examination room, white paper was flying everywhere on the playground, and some excited candidates even climbed to the roof of the building, tore off the pages of the book and threw it down. At first glance, it looked like a snowfall in June.

Ji Fan sat in front of his seat in a daze, as if all the noise outside had nothing to do with him.He was still a little dazed until the voices died down.

He lowered his eyes and stared at his fingertips, almost unable to believe that the exam he had feared the most - the exam that had become the protagonist of his nightmares countless times, he passed it so easily.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ji Fan came back to his senses suddenly, raised his head following the sound, and subconsciously stood up, "Fu, Professor Fu."

He stood tensely.For some reason, the way the man looked at him now seemed to be different from usual, as if there was something more unspeakable, which made his face hot.

"There are no outsiders." Fu Mingyuan pushed him back slowly, glanced down, and said calmly, "Your shoelaces are untied."

Before Ji Fan could react, the man had already bent down and pinched the two shoelaces naturally.

The golden sunset shines through the window, and every speck of dust is clearly visible in the air.

This short moment seemed to be stretched extremely long by light and shadow.

Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes and half-kneeled in front of him, carefully helping him tie his shoelaces. From Ji Fan's perspective, he could still see the little hair twirling on the top of his head.

——one, two.Ji Fan subconsciously thought, what the old man said, two people who twiddle are very fierce.

But the man in front of him had a gentle expression, dexterous fingers, and his handsome features were covered with a fluffy golden edge by the sun.

What's wrong?Ji Fan curled his lips in disapproval, obviously very...very...yes, very cute.

Thinking of this, the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

"What do you think?"

Ji Fan was startled.

At some point, the shoelaces had been tied, and the man was looking up at him in a half-squatting position.

Ji Fan was stunned, and subconsciously retracted his feet secretly, clasping the edge of the stool tightly with both hands.

After a long while, he swallowed lightly, his heart beating violently like a drum, and he couldn't say a word that was originally full of manuscripts.

Fu Mingyuan raised the corners of his lips and smiled lowly, "The exam is over, congratulations."

"Well, thank you...Actually, I...uh!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly pressed the hand beside him, leaned forward, and kissed him forcefully but tenderly.

Ji Fan shuddered and trembled all over, as if he had been electrocuted.He had never felt this way before—unlike the first kiss in the midnight carriage with a sense of secret taboo, it was daytime now, and the light was so bright that he could even see every detail of each other's expressions.

every detail.

Every detail is so clear, it seems to be engraved into his blood.

The always proud lover was half kneeling, his movements were extremely enthusiastic, even a little rude, completely different from the usual restrained attitude.

Ji Fan has never felt so clearly that he is deeply loved.

— the man loves him.

His eyelashes trembled, he opened his lips obediently, his heart beat so violently that it almost jumped out of his chest, his eyes unconsciously stared at the dust floating somewhere in the air.

The fine dust flies up and down, moving up and down with their occasional changing movements.

The setting sun, the classroom, the person he loves is kissing him.

Ji Fan's heart suddenly surged with warmth, it was so warm that he wanted to cry, it seemed that his life was complete.

—he wanted nothing more.