Heart distance

"Dream." Han Ziqi said sarcastically.

After returning, Han Ziqi was still recalling the process of negotiating with the other party, whether as long as he didn't avoid his eyes, he could prove that he was not the one who had a guilty conscience.

For such questions without standard answers, it is more difficult than any competition question.

Extremely annoying.

Today, I have to make up lessons for Fang Wenyu, and the weather forecast on my mobile phone reminded him that there will be heavy snow this week.But the whole morning, it was still bright and sunny outside.

Just in case, Han Ziqi didn't ride a bike. If the weather is bad, he can still take a taxi back.

After breakfast, Han Ziqi was about to go out.

"Are you still going to make up lessons today?" Han Tingsong was helping his brother repair the broken toy model.

"Ah."

"It's snowing heavily today, don't go."

"It's okay, I shouldn't go down today."

"Okay, if you need something, call me."

"Ah."

Last trip to Sanya, Han Ziqi turned down a few classes of Fang Wenyu, this time he will make up a day at his home.

Only Fang Wenyu and a nanny are there during the day.

The weather is cloudy and cloudy, the morning is still windy and sunny, and it starts to snow in the afternoon.In less than an hour, the Evergreen in front of the door was covered with thick snow.

In the afternoon when Fang Wenyu was working on the problem, Han Ziqi came to the window sill, and the window was already covered with snow.

"Ziqi, I've finished this question, do you want to take a look?" Fang Wenyu was not interested in the wind and snow outside the window.

Han Ziqi turned around and returned to the table.

Fang Wenyu looked out the window with his chin propped up, "It's snowing so hard outside, why don't you ask my driver to take you back tonight?"

Fang Wenyu picked up the phone, "I'll call the driver."

Before Han Ziqi refused, the other party's phone number had already been dialed.

"Eh? Why is there no signal?" Fang Wenyu stood up and walked around the room, "Wait a minute, let me restart."

Han Ziqi also took a look and found that his mobile phone was also in a state of no signal.

"Wait for me to ask what's going on." Fang Wenyu went outside and called his aunt.

Ten minutes later, Fang Wenyu came back worried, "Ziqi is not good. Just now Aunt Zhang said that because the snow was too heavy, the signal tower was broken, so there was no way to communicate normally. Just now I read the local news on purpose and said yes The road is blocked by heavy snow, and motor vehicles cannot drive out now."

"You see, I asked you to make up my lessons today, and it caused you so much trouble." Fang Wenyu bit his lip, and said guiltily: "I'm afraid you won't be able to get a car when you go back today. The road is so dangerous, why don't you just leave tonight?" Stay overnight at my house."

"No, I..."

Fang Wenyu interrupted him, "You don't have to worry about your brother. There was news from the restaurant just now. It said that they had left work early because of the bad weather. Someone also told your brother that if the weather is bad, you will stay at my house stay overnight."

"If you are really worried, there are colleagues who work with him near your house. You know, your brother's colleagues have a very good relationship with him, so you can help take care of him tonight."

The person in front of him seemed to have known for a long time that there would be a blizzard today, road closures, and communication systems would be damaged.And everything he's doing so far is obviously full of ulterior motives, but no one can find any flaws.

"Or, why don't we finish this question first? There must be a beginning and an end." Fang Wenyu smiled and blinked, looking innocent and harmless.

"If the road is unblocked after a while, I will ask the driver to take you back."

Can.Until the last question was finished, the weather showed no signs of getting better, but the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and there was no end to the vast expanse of whiteness.

It was already time for get out of class to end, Han Ziqi was standing at the window, his phone still had no signal, he didn't even ride a car today, in this weather, if he walked back, it might be early morning.

Fang Wenyu stood beside him, clutching his palms, hesitant to speak, "Ziqi, do you still have a grudge against me? But ask yourself, I have been working hard to be a good student during the make-up class."

"Look, it's snowing so much today, I invite you to stay for the sake of your safety. Thinking differently, if you were me, I would do the same. As long as the car can start, I want to send you back, but now The situation is not as expected.”

The other party's words make people have no right to refute.

"Aunt Zhang is going to prepare dinner, and you can eat soon, so, do you want to go and see your room tonight?" Fang Wenyu persisted, "I know you have a cleanliness, so you should take a look first, if there is something wrong If you are satisfied, I will ask Aunt Zhang to prepare for you again."

"No, I can sleep anywhere."

"Then take it as a visit. Anyway, it's not time for dinner, and now I'm idle. You can't let me do the questions, I've done the questions all day." Fang Wenyu pouted, pretending to be pitiful look.

"Let's go, I won't pull you, you can do it yourself."

Helpless, Han Ziqi followed Fang Wenyu up to the third floor, and went up the stairs. There are only two rooms here. Fang Wenyu pushed open one of the doors, "Please come in."

The house is clean and tidy, with simple log-colored decorations. There is a double bed in the house, covered with spotless checkered sheets, and it smells like sunshine after being carefully dried.

One wall is full of popular science books, some of which Han Ziqi has read, and some of which he is interested in but have never bought, or even cannot be bought.

On the other wall are all kinds of gunpla, half of which have been put together, and the other half have not been opened.At least one-third of the Gundams are limited editions that are hard to find on the market.

Han Ziqi has been interested in this since he was a child, and his eyes unconsciously moved to the direction of Gundam.

Fang Wenyu walked up to him, "I also like to put together this, so I bought everything I could. But it's quite boring to do it alone, obviously two people will be more interesting together."

"Moreover, it's not just that I like Gundam. We are also super destined in other aspects. For example, we went to the same elementary school, the same junior high school, and now we are still in the same high school. It's a pity that I am a grade lower than you, otherwise, we Maybe I can be a classmate from childhood to adulthood." Fang Wenyu's tone was filled with unconcealable joy.

"I often feel that our personalities and hobbies match so well, so we must be good friends."

Seeing that Han Ziqi didn't reply, but he didn't look disgusted, Fang Wenyu continued: "Perhaps, if I change my gender, maybe I can still be your girlfriend..."

"Fang Wenyu..."

"Okay, okay." In a panic, Fang Wenyu interrupted him, "I was joking just now, it's not too much to be a friend, it's a joke between friends, don't mind."

Han Ziqi walked to the window sill, he still had to find a way to go back tonight.

Even if you have a bike, you can ride back, but with such a heavy snow, even if you ride a bike, you will probably fall one after another.

Han Ziqi opened the curtains further. Because of the weather, the neighborhood was empty, and it was lifeless and cold outside the window.

From the third floor, it can be seen from a far distance, a shaky dot-shaped black figure, which is particularly eye-catching under the pure color of ice and snow.

Because the road was slippery in the snow, the man was riding crookedly, but he still worked hard to move forward.Even several times, almost fell off the car.

Han Ziqi looked at it for a while and couldn't help laughing.It turns out that there is really a fool riding a bicycle in this kind of weather, and his eyes are all on the trajectory of that person,

The car left a section of rough wheel marks on the road paved with heavy snow, and as time went by, the ever-elongating lines moved slowly in his direction.

He tilted his head and unconsciously grasped the soft fabric curtain with his fingertips.Until the car stopped in front of the French windows, the man raised his jaw and waved to him.

"Children, go home!"

The real and familiar voice broke all his previous unbelievability, and Han Ziqi was sure that he was not dreaming.

The corners of Han Ziqi's lips raised uncontrollably, he turned around and said to Fang Wenyu, "Thank you for the hospitality, I'm going back."

"It's snowing so much, how do you go back?" Fang Wenyu still refused to give up, and said eagerly: "Ziqi, don't be brave."

Han Ziqi suddenly understood the meaning of "turning one's heart like an arrow", if you know that someone is waiting for you, no matter how far you go, you will not feel tired.

"Someone took me home."

Han Ziqi went downstairs and opened the door, and Han Tingsong appeared in front of him, with snow on his hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes.

In Han Ziqi's eyes, it was beautiful.

It's a pleasure to watch for a lifetime.

"Ziqi, although you may be unhappy if you tell me." Fang Wenyu's tone was no longer as gentle as before, "But it's really dangerous to keep this kind of person who doesn't know the details at home. Do you want to..."

"I don't have to worry about you."

Han Ziqi interrupted him, willing to leave with the "dangerous" man.

"Who would have thought that today is such a ghostly weather, I can't get a taxi, and I can't contact you. Fortunately, you didn't ride a bicycle today, so I can only come here by riding your small vehicle."

Han Tingsong turned to look at him with a smile, the snow on the slender eyelashes had already melted into water droplets, "I'm late, don't blame me."

Han Ziqi tried his best to hide his throbbing, but he said firmly, "I didn't ask you to come, you wanted to come."

"Okay, I'm willing." Han Tingsong looked at him, "So, can student Han do me a favor and let me take you home?"

Han Ziqi tensed the corners of his mouth, "Yes."

"But how do you know I'm teaching here."

Han Tingsong leaned closer to him, "I am omnipotent in heaven and earth, what's so difficult about such a small matter."

"Oh, I see you are amazing." Han Ziqi finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Han Tingsong looked at him from head to toe, and frowned, "Don't you know it's snowing today? You don't wear so little, how handsome are you?"

At this time, Han Ziqi was only wearing a padded jacket, without any scarf, hat or gloves.

Han Ziqi rolled his eyes at him, "Obviously you wear less clothes than I do."

"Can we be the same, you still have a long body." Han Tingsong disagrees, "How strong I am."

"Oh, some people are really strong. They are so strong that they get cold and have a fever, and they are so strong that their stomach bleeds." Han Ziqi said mercilessly, "Also, don't always treat me like a child. I will be an adult in a few months."

"Yes, you are an adult now." Han Tingsong said as he got into the car, and patted the back seat, "So there are still a few months of adult Han, should you get in the car?"

"Of course." Han Ziqi sat in the back without hesitation.

"Sit down, Driver Han is going to drive."

No matter how stable Han Tingsong rode, he would not be able to stabilize much on this slippery road, what's more, this person's riding skills are extremely poor.

"You don't want to make up lessons for that kid anymore." Han Tingsong said while riding his bicycle, "His purpose is obviously impure."

The other party's words surprised Han Ziqi. Today, Fang Wenyu was still wearing a winter-style Lolita dress with exquisite makeup.In addition, he is white, thin, and speaks in a soft voice, so it is generally difficult to distinguish gender.

"You see he's a man?"

"Of course." Han Tingsong was full of confidence, "I've always seen people very accurately, but he has no kindness towards you, so stay away from him."

"The restaurant my brother is working in is owned by his family. If I don't help him with tuition, maybe..."

Han Tingsong pinched the car brake violently, and due to inertia, Han Ziqi's head hit his back.

The person in front of him turned to look at him, furious, "What are you doing with your head, the number one in the grade? Just for such an excuse, knowing that you have ulterior motives, you still want to Help him make up lessons?"

"Han Ziqi, are you a fool?" The more Han Tingsong said, the more angry he became.

"You never thought about what would happen if I didn't come tonight?" Han Tingsong asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I wanted to refuse, but during the time I was giving him make-up classes, he didn't cross any boundaries except that he liked to wear women's clothing. It's his freedom to wear what he likes, and I have no reason to interfere."

"Don't you understand why he wears women's clothing?" Han Ting took a deep breath, "Because that idiot thought you liked the woman!"

"I even wonder if you will do more incredible things against your conscience for your brother!" Han Tingsong said with a firm attitude, "Child, can you have some brains!"

Han Ziqi was speechless.

Han Tingsong realized that the words were serious, took a deep breath, and calmed down, "Okay, I'm just worried about you. But this time you listen to me, don't give him extra lessons, even if you don't work here, you Brother can find better ones."

"Yeah." Although the other party had a bad attitude, Han Ziqi knew he was right.

Han Tingsong touched his hand holding the metal frame of the car seat, "It's so cold. Don't grab it here, stuff it in my pocket."

Han Ting held his hand loosely and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Catch it, I'm going to fly."

Han Tingsong's pockets carry a man's body temperature, even though the front is still snowing heavily, but with his back, all the wind and rain can be sheltered, so there is no need to be afraid of anything.

After Han Tingsong got used to it for a while, the car's driving skills became more and more stable, and the speed also accelerated a lot.

But Han Ziqi, who was wearing a light coat, was still chilled by the wind and snow.

He lightly pressed his forehead against the opponent's back, not daring to use force, for fear of being noticed by Han Tingsong.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about the person in front, Han Ziqi became more courageous. He grasped the two palms stuffed in his pockets, opened them slightly, and then closed them again.

After going back and forth several times, Han Ziqi heaved a sigh of relief, and hugged the man's waist tightly through his pocket.

"Hey!" The handlebars suddenly went out of control, and the two fell off the rickety car.

The two of them knocked together on the roadside steps, Han Tingsong hurriedly got up, helped him to wipe off the snow from his body, worried: "How is it, does it hurt?"

Han Ziqi knelt on his palms and knees, the pain was really painful, but within an acceptable range, "It's okay."

"Why do you always make surprise attacks, which catches me off guard?"

Han Ziqi stood up slowly, "You told me to hurry up, and now you're blaming me."

"All right, it's my fault." Han Tingsong helped the car up, "Go, get in the car."

Only then did Han Ziqi notice the corners of his eyes, "You're bleeding here."

"Where?" Saying that, Han Ting loosened his hand and wanted to touch it.

"Don't touch it." Han Ziqi stopped his hand, "Your hands are not clean, don't get infected."

Han Tingsong didn't touch it according to his words, and took out his mobile phone to take a picture, "It's nothing, just a little injury, let's go home first, it's too cold."

Han Tingsong got into the car and wiped off the snow in the back seat with bare hands, "Let's go."

After he sat up, Han Tingsong didn't leave in a hurry, and glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "Why didn't you hug me? I'm waiting for you to hug me."

Han Ziqi bent his fingertips, and put both hands into his pockets.The courage accumulated with great difficulty just now has long been exhausted, and this time he only dared to hug her lightly.

"Okay, sit down, I'm going to drive." Han Ting stepped on the car quickly.

Behind him, Han Ziqi closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against his back in order not to be covered by the heavy snow.

The car went round and round and finally arrived home.

The smell of delicious food was everywhere in the house, and Han Sijun handed the hot brown sugar water to the two of them.

Han Ziqi didn't have time to drink, so he hurried back to his room and found the medicine box, and sat beside Han Tingsong.

The other party put the half-drunk brown sugar water on the table, "It's just right, let me help you deal with it first."

Han Ziqi ignored him, opened the medicine box and took out a cotton swab, "I'm fine, I'll disinfect it for you first, the corners of my eyes are still bleeding."

Han Tingsong sat on the stool, waiting for him to treat the wound.

Han Ziqi rummaged through the medicine box for a long time, "Why is iodophor gone?"

"Oh, there was a puppy injured downstairs two days ago, and I used it for the puppy." Han Sijun said from the side.

"It's okay, I have it there." Han Tingsong was about to get up, "I'll get it for you."

"No, you sit down, I'll go." Han Ziqi pushed him to the spot, "Where is it?"

"In the first drawer of my bedside table."

Han Ziqi got up and came to his bedside, opened the first drawer to search, and stopped his fingertips in place.

His pupils shrank slightly, and his fingertips lightly touched the inconspicuous thing.It was a used Band-Aid with a small red flower painted on it.

It was impossible for Han Ziqi to admit that he had painted something by himself.

Han Ziqi turned his head to look at the man, pursing his lips.

Seeing him not moving for a long time, Han Tingsong joked, "Why, did you discover some treasure?"

"No, you put it farther in, so it's hard to hold." Han Ziqi took the iodophor, covered the band-aid with the paper that had been covered before, and returned to Han Tingsong's side.

Han Ziqi dipped some iodophor with a medical cotton swab, and gently stuck it on the wound. The bruise was only half a centimeter away from the eye. The skin in this part was extremely fragile, and the wound was deep. "I don't know if it will leave a scar."

"Don't worry, I'm handsome even with scars." Han Tingsong teased.

Then I don't want you to have a scar either.

After Han Ziqi sterilized the poison several times, he took out the potion and smeared it on it.

Han Tingsong is taller than him, even sitting on a stool, there is still a certain distance difference.Han Ziqi propped his arms on the edge of the stool, straightened his back and approached him.

He stopped when his lips were a few centimeters away from the corner of his eyes, "Close your eyes."

Han Ziqi's tone was very light, for fear of hurting him due to the speed of the wind.Every time he blew, Han Ziqi's lips would be half a centimeter closer to him.

Because the distance is too close, Han Ziqi can even smell the brown sugar water from Han Tingsong's mouth, as well as the strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine and his unique cool mint fragrance. Together, it almost drives him crazy.

The lips were already close enough to feel the soft fluff of Han Tingsong's forehead skin.

Han Ziqi seemed to be bewitched, he didn't stop, and even went one step further.

"Okay." The man with his eyes still closed held his tense arm from a distance, "There's no need to blow."

The surrounding air was instantly ignited, and the fiery air circled back and forth around him.Han Ziqi didn't know whether his ears were red or not, but he was sure.

Han Tingsong's ears are red.

Han Ziqi swallowed his dry throat, got up and staggered away from him, and didn't insist anymore.

Afterwards, Han Tingsong slowly opened his eyes, and looked down, "How is your hand?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'll just deal with it myself." Han Ziqi spread his palms, it was really not serious, it was just a slight skin scratch.

"Where are the legs?" Han Tingsong shifted his gaze to his knees, "Let me take a look."

The knee is not a private part, but if you want to see it in winter, it may be a little troublesome.

Standing aside, Han Ziqi put his hands on his trousers subconsciously, "Then...I, I'll go back to the room and change."

"En." Han Tingsong nodded.

When Han Ziqi was wearing shorts and returned to the living room, Han Tingsong was already sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

Not knowing whether he was guilty or nervous, Han Ziqi chose to sit a little far away from the other party.

Han Tingsong had already recovered from the embarrassment just now, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Child, what do I think of you sitting so far away?"

With that said, he patted the sofa beside him, "Come here, sit here."

Han Ziqi sat down obediently.

Han Tingsong bent down, his eyes stopped on his purple knee, and he pinched one joint with his fingertips, earnestly and gently, "Does it hurt here?"

"It doesn't hurt." Han Ziqi replied truthfully.

Han Tingsong changed his position again, "What about here?"

Han Ziqi shook his head.

"Well, it's okay, it's just a bruise, not a bone."

But before Han Ziqi could react, Han Tingsong bent down again, raised his heels, and placed them directly on his lap.

"Hey what are you doing!"

Han Ting loosened his socks faster than he could struggle.

"Let me take a look at the ankle that was dislocated before." Han Ting was relieved and serious.

Han Ziqi's bare feet were directly attached to the man's thigh.

Han Tingsong put one hand on his ankle, and supported his heel with the other hand to rotate gently, asking tirelessly over and over again, "Does it hurt?"

The author has something to say:

Every writer will have a different style, and I consider myself the kind of person who has no brains, is pretentious, and likes to hook all kinds of inconspicuous details.

Each character's personality and behavior are related to his experience and living environment.

Regarding the main characters in the article, there are detailed biographies of the characters in my computer, and there is also a complete outline of the story. All temporary inconsistencies do not come out of thin air.

As for Mr. Han's current way of doing things, his past experience, whether he has amnesia, why he likes to eat strawberry candy, why he likes to wear perfume, why he is so patient with his brother, why he frequently teases classmate Xiao Han, etc. will be covered later. get an answer.

As for classmate Xiao Han, there are reasons why he has a cleanliness habit, why he is indifferent to others, what happened in his family, and so on.

But I can't spoil it in advance, I can only promise everyone, 1. Guaranteed daily updates, 2. Never lie, 3. At the end of the story, all those who deserve to be blessed will have a happy ending.

Finally, thank you for being so cute and liking my text. 【bow

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 1 white clouds floating in the blue sky;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Gu Yan; 1 bottle of Wooden Wind Xiaoxiao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!