soul seeker

In Shiyu's room, Mo Nan sat at the desk flipping through Shiyu's test paper, "I think you are good in other subjects, why are you so bad only in Chinese?"

"I'm not interested. For other subjects, you just need to memorize the formulas. Only Chinese is too troublesome." On the bed behind Shi Yumonan, he looked at him with his chin, "How old are you?"

"Me?" Mo Nan looked back at him, "33."

"Oh, 15 years older than me."

"Ah."

Mo Nan, who had a general understanding of his Chinese background, put down the test paper, "Let's begin."

"Now? I haven't finished my homework yet."

"That's right, here, I will write the Chinese part with you, it will be more effective."

"What about the other subjects?" Shi Yu came over and sat next to him, took the schoolbag and unzipped it.

"Others? Others are beyond the scope of my responsibility, and I'm not good at mathematics, physics and chemistry, so don't mislead your children."

In order to match Shiyu's time, they arranged the make-up class in the afternoon.

"Well, the argumentative essay has improved a lot these days." Mo Nan flipped through the homework left for him in the past few days, and suddenly his cell phone rang.

Mo Nan took it over and glanced at the caller ID, then stood up and went to the bathroom to answer the phone, "...Oh, when are you coming back? It's so late?"

"I can't help it," said another man on the other end of the phone. "After all, I haven't been home for the New Year for two or three years. This time I want to spend more time with my parents. What about you?"

"Me?" Mo Nan leaned his back against the wall, "I'm going back when school starts."

"Oh, don't forget to go to the hospital for a reexamination after you go back. It's been three months for you."

"Don't worry, I got it, I'll go after I get back."

"Hey," Shi Yu stood with his hands in his pockets and looked at Mo Nan at the door of the toilet. For some reason, Shi Yu was a little angry when he saw Mo Nan making a phone call, "Are you almost done?"

"Oh good!" Mo Nan stood up straight, "Stop talking, I have to hang up beforehand."

Shi Yu went back to the room and sat down first. Mo Nan was about to pull out the chair and sit down when Shi Yu choked him: "200 yuan per hour. Is it worth the money to call for so long?"

Mo Nan was not happy when he heard this, he sat down and said, "It's only been on the phone for 2 minutes, I'm sorry, you little brat is not qualified to say these things yet. Let's continue."

Because I haven't been back for a long time, I feel a little sleepy, and I started to suffer from insomnia from the first night when I came back, and it got worse as time went on.

"You have a bad complexion? What's the matter? Are you tired of being a teacher and want to become a national treasure?" Shi Yu laughed at Mo Nan's dark eyes while writing his paper.

"I don't know why..." Mo Nan took off his glasses and pinched the center of his brows, "I haven't slept well since I came back. I'm sleepy during the day, but very energetic at night." A person feels sleepy and yawns.

"If you're going to be sleepy," Shi Yu pointed to the bed behind him with a pen, "then you can go to sleep, anyway, I'm writing the paper now, I'll call you when I'm done."

"Hey, it may not be possible not to fall asleep." Mo Nan lowered his eyes and lay down on Shi Yu's bed, "The reason for my insomnia this time is because I recognize the head of the bed."

Not even 2 minutes after he finished speaking, Mo Nan had already rolled over in his sleep.

When I was a little tired from writing, Shi Yu went out to pour a glass of water, and when he came back, he looked at Mo Nan who was sleeping soundly on his bed, Shi Yu took a sip of water, smiled on his face, thought it through and confirmed it in his heart thing.

At this time, Mo Nan turned over again, and the hem of his jacket was wrinkled up, revealing his smooth belly.

Shi Yu remembered that his sister mentioned that Mo Nan seemed to have undergone some surgery not long ago, so he took a closer look curiously, and there was no scar, "Strange..."

After a while, Shi Yu, who had finished writing the paper, woke up Mo Nan to check it, and asked about it by the way: "Did you just have an operation?"

"what?"

Shi Yu pointed to his stomach, "Just now when you were sleeping, your stomach was exposed, why is there no scar?"

"Oh." Mo Nan turned his eyes back to the paper, "Intestinal polyps, because endoscopic surgery is rarely done, it won't leave scars. It was done a while ago. Well, today's writing is good, nothing place to change."