I'm old, so cute

Xing Bailu stared at the handwritten words "Strategy of White Moonlight" for a while, and sighed that the characters with good grades are good-looking, and Lu Mingjia's handwriting is also good-looking, but compared to Yan Qiao's handwriting, it is still slightly inferior.

Yan Qiao's handwriting, flowing in the clouds and flowing water, is vigorous and powerful, absolutely perfect.

Xing Bailu was a little envious, but the style of this calfskin notebook is quite similar to the one he likes to use, and the colors are very similar.Even the pen on the side is the same as the Bernard Shaw given to him by his mother at home.

Few students now use pens. After his mother left, he kept the George Bernard Shaw in his collection, and later he took it with him wherever he went.

Yan Qiao also has such a pen, his is white, Yan Qiao's is only black, what a coincidence.

Xing Bailu withdrew his gaze, wanted to open the book in his hand, and paused when his fingertips touched the calfskin seal. This was Yan Qiao's property, and it seemed that he shouldn't invade other people's privacy like this.

Thinking of this, he quickly put the notebook back.

When he turned around, he found that the person on the bed had woken up at some point, and was staring at him blankly with his eyes open.

Xing Bailu was embarrassed for a while, but fortunately he didn't read the notebook, otherwise he would be caught by the master.

Seeing that Yan Qiao didn't speak, he just stared at him, he walked to the bed with some embarrassment and said, "I heard that you took sick leave, so I came over after school to see, are you feeling better?"

Yan Qiao was still staring blankly.

The person in front of the bed was standing against the light, he couldn't see clearly in a daze, but Yan Qiao still recognized him at a glance.

It's a fawn.

It seems that this time the fever was really severe, and I had hallucinations.Otherwise, how could he have just thought that it would be great if he could just open his eyes and see the little deer guarding his bed as in his previous life, but in the end he really saw the little deer?

Xing Bailu stared blankly at him and didn't speak, leaned over and wanted to ask again.

Yan Qiao suddenly called him: "Xiaolu."

Xing Bailu was slightly startled: "What did you call me?"

"Didn't my mother call you that too?" Yan Qiao said again, "I'm thirsty."

"Oh...you wait." Xing Bailu turned around and looked, the cup on the bedside table was empty, so he had to go outside to pour water.

When he came back, Yan Qiao was still lying there, his face was a little pale, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

Xing Bailu bent down and asked, "Can you sit up?"

Yan Qiao shook his head: "No."

Xing Bailu had no energy when he had a high fever yesterday. Later, Zhang Qingyou and Aunt Qiu took him home. His legs were weak even when he went upstairs, and he really had to accept his illness.

He put down the water glass, leaned over and helped Yan Qiao up, just about to fold the pillow for him to lean on, but Yan Qiao leaned into Xing Bailu's arms very naturally.

"Uh, Yan Qiao..."

"Yeah." Yan Qiao found a comfortable position, "Water."

Suddenly, Yan Qiao, who was sick, was very different from what he usually saw.

He is a patient after all, Xing Bailu thought.

Besides, Yan Qiao also took care of himself yesterday, and now it is right to take care of him in turn.

Xing Bailu didn't speak any more, brought the cup over, and didn't want to let Yan Qiao do it again, so he directly fed it to him.

As soon as the mouth of the cup touched Yan Qiao's lips, he frowned and leaned back: "That's not right."

Xing Bailu subconsciously asked: "What?"

Yan Qiao said solemnly: "It's not right to feed like this."

Xing Bailu was stunned: "Why is it wrong?"

Yan Qiao suddenly raised his eyelids and looked straight at him: "I'll teach you."

Before Xing Bailu realized how to teach him how to feed the water, he saw Yan Qiao lowered his head and took a sip of the water in the cup with his own hand, then supported the back of his head and kissed him directly!

"Hmm..." Xing Bailu subconsciously wanted to escape, but Yan Qiao took advantage of the situation to hold him back, pried open Xing Bailu's mouth with his tongue, and poured water into his mouth unceremoniously.

Xing Bailu's eyes widened suddenly, he didn't hold the water glass, and fell directly on the quilt. He tried to struggle, but Yan Qiao simply leaned over and pressed him on the pillow.

Xing Bailu was forced to drink the water Yan Qiaodu gave him, but he didn't let go, sticking his tongue in even more!

Xiao Lu's lips are still so soft, this feeling is exactly the same as yesterday in the hospital, so fucking sweet.

Outside, there was the sound of the door opening.

Then came Tong Qian's voice: "Little Deer."

Xing Bailu almost pushed Yan Qiao away with all his strength.

As soon as Tong Qian walked to the door of Yan Qiao's bedroom, she saw Xing Bailu rushing out in a panic. She was startled: "What's wrong?"

Xing Bailu said anxiously: "Auntie, I, I accidentally knocked over the water glass and wet Yan Qiao's bed."

Tong Qian thought it was something, and laughed after hearing it: "It's okay, it's okay, is it because Qiao Qiao is arguing for water again? This child doesn't worry at all when he's sick, just change the bed when the quilt is wet, you Xiaolu... ..."

"I'm going to the bathroom!"

Xing Bailu came out of Yan Qiao's room as if fleeing, rushed into the bathroom, and locked the door behind him.

He turned on the tap, washed his face with cold water twice, and then stood on the sink for a while.

The clear water flowed down the cheeks to the chin, and another drop fell on the countertop.

Xing Bailu's heart beat fast.

bang bang bang-

As if he was about to smash his chest open and jump out, he tried to take a few breaths, but it still didn't help.

This feeling... so strange, and a little familiar, what's going on?

"Little deer."

Xing Bailu turned his head abruptly, where was Yan Qiao in the empty bathroom behind him?

Yan Qiao was sick and confused, why did he also hallucinate?

Calm down, Xing Bailu.

He stepped back and sat down on the toilet seat.

According to his previous temper, if anyone suddenly bullied him like this, he would have beaten him back long ago.

Even the current Lu Mingjia would be beaten by him!

But just now...why didn't he hit Yan Qiao just now?Is it because Yan Qiao saved him twice in a row?

"Fawn, fawn, fawn?"

Xing Bailu withdrew his thoughts only to hear someone knocking on the door outside, and he hurriedly answered.

Tong Qian said outside: "Auntie saw that your clothes were also wet, so she brought you some clothes that fit you well. You change them first, just in case you don't catch a cold again."

Xing Bailu hurriedly collected his emotions and opened the door.

Tong Qian handed him the clothes, and couldn't help but ask: "I called you just now and didn't open the door for a long time, are you okay? Could it be... Qiao Qiao bullying you?"

Xing Bailu's head buzzed, and he almost didn't even catch his clothes in panic: "Ah...no, no, I just went to the toilet."

Tong Qian breathed a sigh of relief: "Our Qiaoqiao is prone to do strange things when he is sick. I was afraid that he would mess around again just now. It's fine if he doesn't. Then you change your clothes first."

is it?

It turned out that Yan Qiao would do strange things when he was sick, so was that the case just now?

Xing Bailu thanked him and closed the door.

Tong Qian took Yan Qiao's pullover crewneck sweater, colorful gradient colors, the color is quite eye-catching, cashmere texture, soft and comfortable to the touch.

Xing Bailu changed at the fastest speed, and opened the door to find Tong Qian still standing at the door.

She took the clothes hanging from Xing Bailu's arms and said, "Leave your school uniform here. Auntie washed it for you. Qiaoqiao will bring it to you when the time comes."

"Auntie, it's too troublesome."

"Oh, what are you doing home with wet clothes? It's okay, it's not troublesome at all." Tong Qian couldn't help but throw Xing Bailu's clothes into the laundry basket inside, and then dragged Xing Bailu out, "I made soup, Drink a bowl first. If I knew you were coming, Auntie would have made some desserts you like."

Xing Bailu couldn't refuse, so he had to sit down.

Xing Bailu is still growing. He is just 176, so he is naturally not as tall as Yan Qiao, who is already 182. Yan Qiao's clothes look a bit big, the hem is a little longer, and the cuffs have to be rolled up.

Tong Qian had taken a fancy to this dress at the time, and felt that her son must be very handsome in it, and the effect was naturally the same as Tong Qian expected.Now that Xing Bailu is wearing it, with his chestnut-brown curly short hair, although he is not as handsome as when Yan Qiao was wearing it, it is unexpectedly good-looking, as beautiful as a delicate doll.

While admiring, Tong Qian couldn't help but boast about her foresight in buying clothes.

She watched Xing Bailu drink half a bowl of soup, and said, "Go back after dinner today, don't worry about running out of car, Auntie will see you off later. You drink first, I woke up Qiao Qiao, I've been asleep all day, You have to wake him up too."

When Xing Bailu heard that she was going to call Yan Qiao, he finished his soup in a hurry and stood up: "Auntie, I won't eat dinner, and I have to go back to do my homework. That...you let Yan Qiao have a good rest, I'm leaving first! "

"Hey..." Tong Qian watched Xing Bailu run away quickly, and sighed helplessly, "This child."

She turned around and entered Yan Qiao's bedroom.

The quilt was all wet before, and Tong Qian changed the quilt for him. He was very happy, and he didn't know what he was giggling at.

"Qiao Qiao." Tong Qian bent down and touched her son's face, "It's been a day since I slept, and you still don't want to wake up?"

Yan Qiao groaned and said coquettishly, "Mom, don't bother me, I just dreamed about Xiaolu."

Tong Qian sighed: "If you get up early, you can see yourself!"

Yan Qiao shuddered and opened his eyes.

Tong Qian said: "Xiaolu came to see you after school, just left."

"What, what?" Yan Qiao hurriedly sat up, there was a bag of snacks on the desk, and Yan Qiao knew that Xing Bailu bought it from the logo on the bag, it was the logo of the school supermarket.

Tong Qian said again: "Not only this, but the child also bought nutritional supplements in the living room outside. Oh, Mr. Xing taught the child really well, he has no character, he is thoughtful in speaking and doing things, he is much more sensible than you .”

Yan Qiao didn't care what Xing Bailu bought, he sat in a daze for a moment, and suddenly realized that the hallucination he thought before was not real, right? ?

Grass.

Finished calf.

When Xing Bailu entered the yard, Aunt Qiu was taking care of the roses.

After Li Shuyan left, Aunt Qiu took care of these flowers and pruned them frequently to keep them in the most beautiful state.

Seeing him passing by, Aunt Qiu quickly put down the scissors and stepped forward: "Master Qingyou said that you went to see your classmates and you have to come back later. I still wanted to call you, but I came back. You are just sick, why do you have to do this?" When do you go to see your classmates? When you come back, you have to read and review at night, how can your body bear it?"

She said to help get Xing Bailu's schoolbag.

Xing Bailu hurriedly stopped him: "Oh, Aunt Qiu, there's no need to do this. I can do it myself, and I'm fine. Don't think I'm as brittle as an egg shell."

"What nonsense." Listening to his joke, Aunt Qiu felt better, "Are you hungry? Come in."

The meal was ready a long time ago. Aunt Qiu went into the kitchen to bring out the soup, and said, "Sir, I called you before and said that you didn't answer the call. I guess you didn't hear it when you turned on the mute at school. I asked you to go home and call me." He called back."

Xing Bailu didn't answer on purpose, so naturally he didn't want to call Xing Yuanlin back.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Aunt Qiu said in a low voice, "My husband is actually very sad about the matter." Aunt Qiu didn't know why Xing Bailu suddenly alienated Xing Yuanlin again, and the relationship between the two fathers and sons had improved.

When Xing Bailu thought of No. 65, Qingjiang Road, he panicked and held his breath. He couldn't vomit or let it go, and he didn't know who to talk to.

"Aunt Qiu." Xing Bailu raised his eyelids and looked at her, "What do you think my mother was thinking when she was lying alone in the hospital?"

Seeing that his eyes were red, Aunt Qiu secretly blamed him for mentioning Li Shuyan. She hurriedly put down the bowl and chopsticks, got up and hugged him: "Let's not talk about this, it's over."

"No."

Nothing is over.

He checked Xing Yuanlin's car navigation in the garage, and No. 65 Qingjiang Road is a place he often goes to.

The last time was nine days ago.

That day, Xing Bailu fainted from discomfort and was sent to the hospital.Aunt Qiu said that Xing Yuanlin was discussing business in the west of the city, which was a bit far away and was stuck on the road. She also said that he rushed to the hospital as soon as he learned about it.

Shit business, he went to No. 65 Qingjiang Road.

These days, Xing Bailu wanted to ask more than once, was he also with that woman the night his mother got into a car accident?

There are some things that you don't want to mention, it's like opening Pandora's box when you think about it.

But Xing Bailu knew that he had to bear with it, and before he got his mother's shares, he couldn't be impulsive about bad things.

"It's okay." He patted Aunt Qiu on the back, and suddenly smiled, "Oh, Aunt Qiu seems to have lost weight, and she has no flesh before holding her. No wonder I see that you have become more beautiful recently."

At first, Aunt Qiu was afraid that he would cry, but now she heard him joke again, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, I still want to lose twenty catties of meat. You eat more, I feel sorry for being thin."

She serves him food.

Xing Bailu felt very uncomfortable, he had completely lost his appetite at the moment, but he grabbed the chopsticks and ate all the food and vegetables.

For his mother, he will no longer make fun of his body.

No matter how difficult it is, he has to be a mentally strong person.

In the evening, he went to Li Shuyan's study to read and do his homework, as if his mother was still sitting here urging him, so that he could have nothing else to do for a while.

But as soon as he was lying on the bed in his own room, Xing Bailu couldn't help but think about No. 65 Qingjiang Road again.

Thinking of it, I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. It was like a stone was pressed against my chest, and I couldn't breathe.

This won't work, think of something else, think of something else.

Just as Xing Bailu turned over, the curtains were not fully drawn, and a car happened to drive by outside, and the tree shadows outside the window quickly slid past with the movement of the car lights, pressing towards Xing Bailu's bed.

For some reason, he actually remembered Yan Qiao who pressed him on the pillow and forced him to feed him water.

He stayed on his back for a few seconds.

His own heartbeat sounded clearly in the silent room.

Crazy and fast.

The chest was uncomfortable just now, but now it was even more uncomfortable because of the rapid heartbeat. Xing Bailu sat up sideways and pressed his chest.

If he was going to die, he wouldn't really have a heart problem, would he?

He hurriedly grabbed the phone on the bedside table and opened Yan Qiao's WeChat dialog box.

Yan Qiao has been sitting on the bed frantically all night, typing dozens of times into the chat box with Xing Bailu, and finally deleted them all.

Fawn must have been frightened by him to leave in such a hurry in the evening.

How should he explain it so that he won't be hated by the deer?

Yan Qiao opened the chat box again, his fingers fell on the keyboard, struggling with what to say.

and many more!

On Xiaolu's side, it shows "typing..."

Yan Qiao held his breath subconsciously. It was so late, what did Xiao Lu want to say to him?

It's almost 12 o'clock, what is important to send him a message at this time?

It's over. It's over.

Could it be that he wanted to question him?

Or, did he just want to have a showdown with him and ask him to stay away from him in the future?

Yan Qiao only felt his back was cold, his whole body was a little stiff, adrenaline rushed straight to his forehead, and his mind was full of thoughts——

Xiaolu is coming to delete each other with him!

Grass.

Say something!

Yan Qiao, what the hell are you talking about!

His fingers were a little disobedient, and he stumbled and typed: "What happened in the afternoon was a misunderstanding, I didn't actually want to kiss..."

As a result, Xing Bailu's message came over before he could finish typing: "Yan Qiao, can you trouble your uncle to help me get an expert account for cardiac surgery this Saturday?"

Yan Qiao stared at this passage with wide eyes for a long time.

Damn, it's scary!

Xiaolu didn't come to break up with him!

Yan Qiao immediately deleted the words in the dialog box, and when he replaced the word "okay", he suddenly reacted.

At this point, he suddenly said that he wanted to register...

Xing Bailu thought that Yan Qiao must have fallen asleep, and as soon as he put down his phone, he sent back a message: "What's wrong with you?"

He froze.

Yan Qiao:

"not comfortable?"

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Wait, I'll be right over"

"No, I'll call an ambulance for you first."

The "typing" over there suddenly stopped.

Xing Bailu: "!!"

He was afraid that Yan Qiao would really call him an ambulance, so he hurriedly replied: "I'm fine."

Yan Qiao replied in seconds: "It's okay, you called me to register so late?"

Soon, he sent another string of numbers: "My mobile phone number, please call me."

Xing Bailu stared at it for a few seconds and had no choice but to call.

"Xing Bailu!" Yan Qiao answered quickly, he paused and waited for a while, "You...you talk, you say something."

Yan Qiao's words were a little anxious, did he care?

Is it because of love for the house and black, or simply because of concern for friends?

The heartbeat that had calmed down just now, the moment he heard Yan Qiao's voice, the image of being pressed on the bed by him in the afternoon once again appeared in Xing Bailu's mind.

bang bang bang-

This strange and familiar feeling came again.

Xing Bailu's breathing became a little quicker: "It's really fine, I'm just..."

"What is it?"

It can't be said that his heartbeat couldn't stop because of the memory of being forced to kiss in the afternoon, right?Besides, Yan Qiao might not know at all.

Xing Bailu took a deep breath and said, "Just after exercising, my heart beat a little faster, and I just remembered what I told you before that I wanted to have a physical examination."

Yan Qiao obviously didn't believe it: "Are you exercising so late?"

Usually, he looks silly, but when this kind of thing happens, the logic is clear.

Xing Bailu had no choice but to say: "I ate too much late at night, and I have a little food accumulation. By the way, how is your health?"

"I'm fine." Yan Qiao couldn't help persuading him, "Don't eat too much at night, it's bad for your stomach."

"En." Xing Bailu responded, "I'm sleepy, so I'm dead."

After taking up the line, he stared at the string of numbers for a moment, and saved the word "Yan Qiao" on it. Then, he exhaled and lay down with his head on his arms.

Compared to the five years since then...

Xing Bailu, you haven't been treated well by anyone for too long, right?

So suddenly a person who treats you nicely appears, and you are so brooding about it.

The next day, when Lu Mingjia saw Yan Qiao standing in the woods behind the teaching building, the other person's expression was very ugly. Lu Mingjia wanted to express condolences to his condition, but he didn't ask.

When Yan Qiao came, his expression was very bad, and he asked him immediately: "You still wanted to force Xiao Lu in the bathroom that day?"

Lu Mingjia didn't understand the meaning of Yan Qiao's words, and hurriedly explained: "I wanted to, but he didn't let me. I saw that he had a severe fever, so..."

"He's burned like that, and you still want to use force! Can you be patient with the deer? Are you in such a hurry to rush to reincarnate?" Yan Qiao clenched his fists, "If he didn't like you, I would have killed him Mom hit you!"

Lu Mingjia: "..." Xing Bailu doesn't like me either, does he?

But he didn't dare to say it.

"Milk and eggs, take it." Yan Qiao handed the bag to Lu Mingjia, and asked again, "I asked you to buy milk and eggs yesterday, did you buy them?"

Lu Mingjia nodded again and again: "I bought it."

"Did you buy this brand of milk and local eggs?"

"Correct."

Yan Qiao suddenly asked again: "What do you do in that coffee shop on weekends?"

Lu Mingjia was a little surprised, and quickly said, "I'm reviewing."

"Then you told me to go to the library?"

Lu Mingjia explained: "Sometimes I go to the library, mainly because I know the proprietress of the coffee shop, and she doesn't charge me, and the review environment there is also very good." He hesitated for a while, and summoned up the courage to ask, "What did you do that day? Will it be there? Was... Xing Bailu took you there?"

Of course, Yan Qiao couldn't say that it was Xing Bailu who wanted to follow him: "Do your own thing well, don't ask too much about anything else. Also, I warn you, don't think about using force on Xiaolu, otherwise I will beat you every time I see you."

Lu Mingjia: "..." Then Xing Bailu won't get sick all the time, right?

Yan Qiao waved his hand: "Go back, let the deer eat while it's hot."

As a result, as soon as Lu Mingjia returned to the classroom and gave milk and eggs to Xing Bailu, Yan Qiao sent him a message: "I asked you to buy milk and eggs to give to Xiaolu, you fucking put them in my drawer to make wool!!"

Lu Mingjia: "?"

After Yan Qiao sent the message to Lu Mingjia, before he could reply, he heard his deskmate call him: "Yan Qiao, Xing Bailu from the next class is looking for you."

"What?" Yan Qiao looked up and saw Xing Bailu standing at the door looking in, saw him look up, and smiled at him.

He hurriedly dropped his cell phone and rushed out: "Why are you here?"

"Give."

Something was stuffed in Yan Qiao's hand, he looked down.

Grass, isn't this the egg and milk he asked Lu Mingjia to bring Xiaolu just now?

Xing Bailu said: "Lu Mingjia asked me to give it to you."

Yan Qiao: "??"

Then in the next few days, not only milk and eggs, but also all the food that Yan Qiao asked Lu Mingjia to hand over to Xing Bailu, turned around and appeared in his drawer.

Something is wrong with this.

He had to talk to Xing Bailu.

In the end, when Yan Qiao packed his schoolbag and went to Class 2 after school, he found that Xing Bailu had already returned home.

Xing Yuanlin came back from a business trip.

I sent Xing Bailu a message early in the morning, and said that Chen Que would pick him up after school, and that he had brought back a bunch of seafood, and asked Zhang Qingyou to go to Xing's house for dinner.

Aunt Qiu has been busy all afternoon, cooking a seafood feast, sauteed prawns with spring onion, sautéed conch, garlic abalone, curry crab, grilled squid...

Zhang Qingyou kept praising Aunt Qiu's cooking skills.

Aunt Qiu smiled happily: "Eat more if it tastes good."

Zhang Qingyou rubbed her belly and said contentedly, "I'm full, uncle, today's seafood is very fresh."

Xing Yuanlin smiled and said: "I only asked you to eat while it was fresh. I'm not at home during this time, thanks to you for taking care of the deer."

"No, no." Zhang Qingyou waved her hand and said, "Our classmate Yan Qiao has taken care of Xiaolu a lot. Even when he was sick, he helped him to the hospital, and he stayed with him for a day in the hospital."

"Really?" Xing Yuanlin looked at Xing Bailu, "Why didn't you tell Dad that you should also invite Yan Qiao to dinner at home tonight."

Xing Bailu had been thinking about how to ask for his mother's shares, and had been distracted throughout the meal, only to suddenly come back to his senses when he heard him mention "Yan Qiao".

"No need, I've already thanked him." Xing Bailu put the last abalone into Zhang Qingyou's bowl, "Eat it, you like this best."

Zhang Qingyou has been staring at the last one for a long time, but she just doesn't feel like lowering her chopsticks.

Xing Yuanlin bent down and brought up the gift bag on the ground to Zhang Qingyou: "I bought it by the way during this business trip."

Zhang Qingyou was flattered: "Uncle, this... is really unnecessary."

"It's not worth a lot of money." Xing Yuanlin insisted, "You and Xiaolu each have one."

What Xing Yuanlin bought this time was the latest electronic watch from a certain sports brand. It has a cool design and is very fashionable.Zhang Qingyou liked it very much, so she quickly thanked her.

Xing Bailu glanced at it and bought three.

Xing Yuanlin looked at his son, smiled and said, "Why didn't you call Dad back? It's your birthday the day after tomorrow, and Dad wanted to ask you what birthday gift you want. There happened to be a big shopping mall over there with everything. Don’t choose other gifts, you have to choose a birthday gift, do you want anything?”

"I want my mother's shares in the company." Xing Bailu didn't know how to speak, so he bumped into him.

Xing Yuanlin was obviously caught off guard, and even Zhang Qingyou gave Xing Bailu a surprised look.

"Those were originally yours." Xing Yuanlin said, "Father originally wanted to wait for your coming-of-age ceremony before giving them to you."

Xing Bailu said indifferently: "Think about the gift again, isn't what you asked today what I want for this birthday? Mom's shares, can't you?"

Xing Yuanlin was straightforward: "Okay. This is your mother's birthday present to you. Besides this, is there anything else?"

"No more, I'm going to do my homework." Xing Bailu stood up and glanced at Zhang Qingyou, "The teacher has assigned a lot today, don't you want to write?"

Zhang Qingyou was a little puzzled: "Oh...Of course I have to write, then uncle, I'll go back first. Aunt Qiu, you've worked hard, today's feast is very delicious."

As soon as Xing Bailu took out the test paper, he received a message from Zhang Qingyou: "What's wrong with you today? Are you in a bad mood?"

Xing Bailu replied: "Obviously?"

Zhang Qingyou: "It's all written on my face! Did you quarrel with your father?"

Xing Bailu: "No, thinking of my poor grades, I feel depressed, aren't you depressed?"

Zhang Qingyou: "... Grass"

Zhang Qingyou: "I am in a good mood"

Xing Bailu couldn't help smiling, and closed the phone screen. After studying hard for a period of time, Xing Bailu himself felt that his grades had improved significantly. He took a deep breath and forced himself to stop thinking about other things for the time being and concentrate on starting Make papers.

Yan Qiao originally wanted to send Xing Bailu a message to ask him about the things he delivered to him every day, but when he got home, Tong Qian smiled and dragged him to the living room to meet the teacher who came to make up for him. It happened to be the weekend after tomorrow.

Yan Qiao almost forgot about this.

The teacher was found by Yan Jicheng's uncle Rong Licheng. He is an outstanding graduate of Ninghai University. He is currently the founder of the largest training institution in Ninghai. He specializes in tutoring college students. He is very experienced. It is said that he has never brought a copy student.

The teacher's surname is Niu, so the name sounds really good.

Niu Junjie also briefly introduced himself, and asked Yan Qiao which subjects were weaker.

Yan Qiao pursed his lips and said, "I'm good at sports."

"Haha." Tong Qian laughed, "You kid, you're joking with the teacher again. Mr. Niu, he's actually pretty good, not the kind of student who is at the bottom of the class."

Niu Junjie was silent for two seconds: "If you accept me to tutor you, it will probably be hard. Are you sure you want me to come?"

Probably because the teacher's face in Chinese characters was too serious, Yan Qiao felt a little trembling in his heart, but when he thought of Lu Mingjia's exhilarating lecture to Xing Bailu, he couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'm not afraid of hard work!"

Tong Qian burst into tears instantly, and when they went to the study, she couldn't help calling Yan Jicheng.

After hearing Tong Qian's words, Yan Jicheng was very excited: "Honey, what else do you want? How about I send you a hotel so that you can have afternoon tea with your girlfriends in the future."

In the study, Yan Qiao said to Niu Junjie, "Teacher, you can be late tonight. I have something to do tomorrow, so I can make up the day after tomorrow."

Niu Junjie is open-minded: "It's okay. You don't have to squeeze time to make up lessons. Efficient learning is the most advisable. Let's start with mathematics tonight."

After doing two sets of papers in a row, Xing Bailu stretched his waist, intending to exercise his muscles and bones, and then sort out the questions he couldn't do.

There was a knock on the door, and then Xing Yuanlin walked in.

"Aunt Qiu said to warm you a cup of milk every night." He put the milk on the table, looked at the study books and materials spread all over the table, and couldn't help but say, "Your mother must be very happy to see you working so hard now." Happy."

Xing Bailu didn't answer, picked up the milk and drank half of the glass in one go.

Xing Yuanlin also said: "I will let the people in the legal department handle the shares tomorrow, and I will definitely give them to you on your birthday."

Xing Bailu responded.

Xing Yuanlin smiled: "The future in father's hands is also yours."

Xing Bailu didn't speak, and continued to drink the rest of the milk.

"Little deer." Xing Yuanlin looked a little hesitant to speak.

Xing Bailu finally looked up at him: "Is there anything else?"

Xing Yuanlin said: "Oh, I just saw that you and Qingyou have such a good relationship at night, like brothers. Xiaolu, if you have an older brother, would you be willing to share some of Dad's shares with him?"

Xing Bailu's fingers holding the cup tightened slightly, and he smiled nonchalantly: "Of course I don't want to."

Xing Yuanlin seemed unwilling: "Why? You are willing to give up your last bite to Qingyou..."

"Give it to him because I don't like eating abalone that much. Besides, whether I want to give it is my business, not you want to give it yourself, come and ask me if I want to. Your shares are in my hands, Only then can I consider whether I want to share it or not." Xing Bailu handed the empty cup to Xing Yuanlin, "It's over, thank you dad. You just... just assumed it?"

Xing Yuanlin's face was a little strange: "Of course. Then Dad won't disturb your study. Pay attention to your body and don't go to bed too late."

"Ah."

Xing Bailu watched him go out, and when he heard the footsteps going away, he cursed.

Feeling uncomfortable and having no one to talk to, he couldn't take it anymore, so he got up and kicked the wall twice.

Xing Yuanlin wanted to distribute his shares to that Xiaoxia, and he thought beautifully.

Xing Bailu supported the wall with one hand and waited for a while before he slowly suppressed his anger, calm down, now is not the time to tear your face.

But, why didn't Xing Yuanlin recognize Xiao Xia directly? What was he worried about?

But it's good as it is now, he still has time to deal with it.

He went back to the desk and sat down, took pictures of the questions he didn't know with his mobile phone, and was about to send them to Lu Mingjia, saying that Yan Qiao's message just came in, and then Xing Bailu sent the questions to Yan Qiao by mistake.

Yan Qiao: "Don't forget to have a physical examination tomorrow"

If he didn't say it, Xing Bailu really almost forgot.

Soon, Yan Qiao came back again: "If you don't know it, leave it empty, I will teach you tomorrow."

Xing Bailu was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was going to Ninghai together tomorrow anyway, so he didn't say that he sent the wrong message.

Although he had helped Lu Mingjia a lot in the previous life, it was the previous life after all, and there was no way for Lu Mingjia to give him a lecture in this life.

Now that Yan Qiao said he would teach him, he was quite happy.

On Saturday morning, the two made an appointment to meet at the station.

Yan Qiao brought a lot of snacks for Xing Bailu, all of which were made by Tong Qian herself. He also said that he had originally brought them for him on the day when he was sick, but unfortunately he didn't eat them in the end.

Xing Bailu regretted it for a long time after hearing this.

"Okay, eat quickly, it's all fresh today." Yan Qiao stuffed the thermos into his hand.

"You take this first." Xing Bailu took the clothes that he borrowed from Yan Qiao before, and returned them to him in a bag.

Yan Qiao looked at his clothes in a daze: "Why are you there?"

"Oh, I went to see you at your house that day, and I accidentally wet your clothes. My aunt lent them to me." Xing Bailu said as he got into the car.

That day... I'm going to die!

Yan Qiao sat beside Xing Bailu and glanced at him quietly, seeing that his expression didn't change, it seemed that he was not angry?

Xing Bailu ate a few pieces of snacks, and took out the draft by himself: "Look at me, didn't you say you want to give me a lecture?"

"Oh, that's right." Yan Qiao immediately collected his thoughts.

On the way from Tongcheng to Ninghai, Yan Qiao had been tirelessly explaining the questions to Xing Bailu. There were some questions that Xing Bailu didn't understand once, so Yan Qiao would explain them the second time and the third time.

Time after time, instead of being irritable, he became more and more patient.

Xing Bailu watched him propping his forehead to think for a while, occasionally holding a pen to scribble and correct where he had written.Yan Qiao wrote it with beautiful handwriting, and Xing Bailu seemed to be in a better mood.

In the past, when he was chasing Lu Mingjia, he didn't think much of it. Now that he saw such an excellent Yan Qiao, he suddenly felt that Lu Mingjia was quite blind.

"Do you understand now?" Yan Qiao asked softly.

Xing Bailu nodded, and tried to write the problem-solving process by himself: "Yan Qiao, if I have any questions that I don't know, can I ask you?"

"What?" Yan Qiao almost thought he heard it wrong, and when he came back to his senses, he nodded quickly, "Yes, any time!"

This doesn't mean that he is shameless, he didn't steal or rob, it was Xiaolu himself who asked him to teach.

He gave Lu Mingjia the opportunity, but Lu Mingjia didn't seize it himself!

It's not good to send something, what's the use of Lu Mingjia!

Fang Conglin sent a message to Yan Qiao: "Where have you been?"

Yan Qiao: "Soon"

This time when he returned to Ninghai, Yan Qiao didn't tell his family.Although grandpa in this life doesn't know Xiaolu yet, Yan Qiao subconsciously doesn't want grandpa to know.

When the bus arrived at Ninghai East Bus Station, Fang Conglin was already waiting for them outside.

He was looking for the car driven by his cousin Fang Cong Yang.

Xing Bailu and Yan Qiao got into the car, Fang Conglin turned around from the co-pilot and said, "You two said you would come, I can plan a route for you to eat, drink and have fun."

Yan Qiao said directly: "I'm not here to play, I'm going to Huaxing Hospital."

Fang Conglin frowned: "What are you going to the hospital for?"

Yan Qiao didn't say much: "Look for my uncle."

Fang Conglin looked at the two people in the back seat: "Are you bringing Xing Bailu to Ninghai to find your uncle?" He winked at Yan Qiao, and seeing that Yan Qiao ignored him, he sent him another message: "Fuck, I thought you had already sent him away." Got it!"

Yan Qiao didn't reply.

At Yan Qiao's request, Rong Licheng arranged the physical examination process early in the morning, focusing on heart disease.

During Xing Bailu's physical examination, Fang Conglin couldn't hold back, and dragged Yan Qiao to the corridor outside: "I'm so fucking convinced, I gave up chasing Xing Bailu because of you, and you're still standing still?"

Yan Qiao was dejected: "He won't like me."

Fang Conglin simply said: "Who the hell