Sir, I'm not good

When the car arrived outside the apartment, Shu Xian opened the door and walked down.

Gu Yinian wanted to send Shu Xian in, but was rejected as expected.

"Put on my coat, it's cold."

"Need not."

Shu Xian refused, then turned around and was about to leave, but his wrist hurt, and Gu Yinian gripped him tightly.

Turning around, seeing Gu Yinian's expression of "I won't let go until you hold it", Shu Xian didn't refuse anymore, took the coat and walked in, but didn't put it on his body.

Gu Yinian stood there watching, he thought, even though he didn't put it on, he accepted his kindness, right?

But soon, he saw Shu Xian passing by a trash can, and then threw his clothes into it very naturally.

"..."

Gu Yinian lowered his head, restraining all his emotions.

When he raised his head again, Shu Xian had disappeared, so Gu Yinian had no choice but to turn around and get in the car.

"Take me back." Gu Yinian ordered, and then added, "Thank you for your hard work."

When the little assistant heard the words, he subconsciously wanted to say "You know I've worked hard", but he caught a glimpse of the boss's expression and couldn't bear to complain for a while.

The car was driving on the empty and deserted street, Gu Yinian was sitting in the back row where Shu Xian had just been sitting, and the tip of his nose seemed to be lingering with a familiar smell.

Shu Xian, without you, I can only live by these vague tastes.

Gu Yinian and Shu Xian got divorced yesterday afternoon, but a few days before the divorce, Gu Yinian moved out of the villa in Eton Garden.

He wanted to leave the house to Shu Xian, although he knew that Shu Xian might sell it or rent it out in the end.

On the day of moving, he actually regretted it a little.

He thought that this house full of Shu Xian's figures would probably belong to someone else in the end, and the traces of their being together would disappear completely.

The tea table used to be lingering, the bathroom used to hug, the bed used to sleep together, will no longer be the present.

Those charming breaths, lingering figures, scorching temperature, and a touch of galbanum will all be gone.

At that moment, he thought, if he left this house, would he still be able to leave these traces?

But he is not an indecisive person, what he wants to leave behind is Shu Xian, not these traces.

But he is not a cold person, so he still took away the pillow that Shu Xian slept on, and the crib that Li Su prepared for them.

When the little assistant stopped the car and watched the boss go upstairs, he still couldn't help feeling pity in his heart.

Although the little assistant understood that Gu Yinian's identity and personality could not bear the sympathy and pity of others, and he was not qualified to sympathize with a big boss of the Gu family.

But he still felt that the boss was a poor man at a certain moment.

This feeling of pity lasted until the next morning, when the little assistant dragged the dark circles under his eyes to the company before disappearing.

And when he learned that the boss was absent from work today and asked him to work for a while, pity and sympathy turned into indignation.

God damn capitalists!

University A, in the morning's second-largest math class, Xu Zhi was staring at Shu Xian's WeChat that he added yesterday on his phone in a daze.

He didn't know what kind of mood he was in yesterday, he turned Shu Xian's circle of friends upside down, and looked back and forth several times.

Indeed, quite boring.

Maybe someone with a family background like Shu Xian would be very concerned about his privacy and would not post his daily life in Moments.

There are only a few tweets on the WeChat official account, all of which are about the latest pharmaceutical research. When I click on it, I find that they are all articles written by professors of University A, probably reposted in friendship.

I don't know what Shu Xian usually does...

So far, besides knowing that Shu Xian can sing, it seems that he doesn't know any other hobbies of Shu Xian.

Just when Xu Zhi was distressed, his name suddenly came from a distant podium.

"Student Xu Zhi, check your answers to the advanced math questions left yesterday." The old professor pushed his glasses and called.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately they didn't call themselves.

The teacher in their high math class is surprisingly strict, even worse than high school. If you are asked to answer, you will be deducted from the usual marks.

Under normal circumstances, Xu Zhi would also be worried with everyone.

But this time, because Xu Zhi kept staring at Shu Xian's WeChat, he didn't hear the teacher ask someone to answer the question at all.

He quickly stood up reflexively, picked up the book and began to answer the advanced math questions that Shu Xian taught him yesterday.

Facing each other, the old professor on the podium showed a satisfied smile.

Nothing wrong so far.

And Xu Zhi's roommates were also very surprised, isn't it, this kid went out last night, he didn't really go to the bar to learn advanced mathematics!

They thought that Xu Zhi was going to be the king of the sea, but ended up wandering in the ocean of high numbers?

Soon, Xu Zhi got the last question right, but he stopped.

Yesterday, when Shu Xian was talking to him about the last question, he was interrupted by the waiter who delivered the wine, and then went up to sing for him, and sent him away after singing.

"Eh? Why don't you continue?" the old professor asked.

"Teacher, I didn't do this question." Xu Zhi replied calmly.

The old professor was puzzled for a moment, but quickly waved his hand and told Xu Zhi to sit down.

"It's understandable. After all, the last question is too simple. You can do it right before, and you can understand it even if you don't bother with this question!"

"..."

Xu Zhi really wanted to refute, how could he disdain?Don't make up your mind!

"I didn't expect our class to be so good at mathematics. Why don't you, Xu Zhi, be my class representative!"

"..."

Xu Zhi wanted to refuse, but the old professor didn't seem to be asking for his opinion.

He began to regret that he went to see Shu Xian last night. After being unknown for a whole semester, how did he leave the teacher with a good impression of mathematics?

And what the hell is the class representative?He has never heard that there is a class representative for this class!

After Xu Zhi sat down, he received approving glances from the old professor. Although he remained calm and calm on the surface, tears were already streaming down his face.

While mourning, Xu Zhi also had a strange thought in his mind.

Can he take this opportunity to let Shu Xian continue to teach him advanced mathematics?

No, Shu Xian is someone Shao Ze likes, and how can he be qualified to stand by Shu Xian's side?

but……

Xu Zhi fell into extreme entanglement, until the old professor was halfway through his lecture, and called him up again, and asked him to give a lecture on the blackboard.

So Xu Zhi had no choice but to take the draft of Shu Xian's speech yesterday, and walked to the podium with heavy steps.

He now feels that Shu Xian should be responsible for him when he has fallen to the position of the math class representative.

Winter is always boring.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Shu Xian received the message from Xu Zhi.

I got home at four o'clock last night, and I didn't fall asleep until nine o'clock in the morning due to insomnia. Even after sleeping for seven hours, I still feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the opening report of the graduation thesis was handed in yesterday, so I can take a day off today.

He lay lazily on the bed, looked at the message Xu Zhi sent him, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.

——Brother, I have become a math class representative, can you help me?

Shu Xian turned over on the bed, and replied to Xu Zhi with the quilt in his hands.

——I'm sorry I slept too late, I just woke up now, and I didn't get back to you in time.

On the other side of the screen, Xu Zhi, who was bored and swiped Weibo, saw Shu Xian's pop-up window, his heart trembled, and he quickly clicked in.

Looking at Shu Xian's explanation, the anxiety that he thought he was being left out gradually dissipated, and warmth rushed to the top of his heart.

But soon, Shu Xian's next message came, Xu Zhi's hand trembled, and the joy just now was replaced by panic.

—Come to my house tomorrow afternoon, and I will make up lessons for you.

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Zhi replied: I have a class tomorrow afternoon.

Shu Xian looked at this reply and almost laughed out loud, what is this kid thinking about?

——Brother, I have your schedule.

——I won't eat you again. If you don't want to come, I'll go to school to find you.

After Xu Zhi's clumsy lie was exposed, he immediately fell into a passive position.

Shu Xian has already talked about this, and if he refuses again, he will seem a little cowardly.

And Xu Zhi didn't realize that he still wanted to see Shu Xian.

So he hesitated for a while, and finally accepted.

Looking at the address sent by Shu Xian, he could feel his heart beating a little faster, causing his chest to swell slightly.

The next day, near noon, he received a message from Shu Xian.

——What do you want for lunch?

——It’s all right, I don’t care about it.

——There is a convenience store downstairs, bring me a bottle of vinegar, there is no vinegar at home.

Just as Xu Zhi curled up on the bed to read the news, the lower bunk knocked on his bed: "Got it, what are you having for lunch? Bring me a meal."

"...Call Dad."

"father!"

"Good son, I'm going out to eat at noon."

"Fuck! Xu Zhi, get the hell out of here!"

Xu Zhi left the dormitory, trotted all the way to the school and stopped a taxi. It took no more than 5 minutes before and after, sweating on his forehead in the winter.

He couldn't explain why he was so excited.

Maybe it's... a thirst for mathematical knowledge?

Xu Zhi didn't want to get to the bottom of it, so he showed the location to the driver, and then quickly retracted into his padded jacket to reply to Shu Xian's message, with a faint smile on his lips.

Taxi drivers are generally talkative, and seeing Xu Zhi's happy face, he asked, "So happy, are you going to meet your boyfriend or girlfriend?"

"Ah?" Xu Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then hastily denied, "No, no, he's just a senior!"

"Then I guess he will be a boyfriend in the future, haha!"

"Really not!" Seeing that the driver uncle was very enthusiastic, Xu Zhi didn't know how to explain it.

How could he become Shu Xian's boyfriend?

Uncle driver: "Why, people don't like you? I think you look pretty good-looking, what a young man!"

"This……"

Xu Zhi didn't know how to answer for a while, he remembered last night, he asked Shu Xian if he liked him.

Shu Xian didn't give him a definite answer, but just said to him: "Xu Zhi, I just want to watch you."

What does it mean to look at him?Do you like it?

"Young man, I don't know if that senior likes you or not, but seeing how you're so conflicted, it doesn't seem like you're not interested in him!"

"...How is it possible, we only met the morning before yesterday."

"Then what's the matter? There are too many loves at first sight in this world!"