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Unexpectedly, the boy's handwriting is not as exquisite as it looks on the outside. At first glance, it is insane, but at worst, it is messy. On math papers where numbers appear more frequently than words, it can be seen The face is crooked and full of handwriting, which is not ugly alone, but together it makes Shi Fangman, a teacher, frown.

He pointed at a random place: "Why are they crowded together here? Why don't you write it on a new line?"

Yan Zheng shrank his head in embarrassment: "I forgot."

"You have to develop a good habit. If you write it down like this, there will be no logic between the steps, and it will be inconvenient to check."

Shi Fangman's teaching experience reminded him that he should read the whole text first to grasp the basic situation of the students. He pushed his glasses, sat on the chair next to Yan Zheng, flipped through the paper with one hand, and made some marks with a pen in the other. , Yan Zheng was also lowering his head, looking at something very intently, Shi Fangman didn't catch the other party's line of sight, so he immersed himself in his own world unguardedly.

If he didn't see it, he wouldn't have imagined it. Yan Zheng raised his eyelids and stared at himself for a moment.

"When you are doing the questions...is it easy to jump your mind?"

After reading it, he leaned on the back of the chair which was an arm's length away from Yan Zheng, and pointed to the big questions with few scores on the paper: "Where to start and where to end, do you have any ideas?"

Yan Zheng shook his head in distress, and complained: "I don't know where to start, the knowledge I learned is very messy, what I think is what, I don't have any ideas."

Shi Fangman told him: "You have to learn to draw a mind map and string each knowledge point into a line."

Yan Zheng nodded with a half understanding: "How to draw?"

Shi Fangman probably explained it to him, and then took the chapter on derivatives to give him an example. Liberal arts mathematics is not too difficult, but Yan Zheng may be inherently illogical, and he understands every single knowledge point when asked. When asked him to do the questions together, he only scratched his hair, wrote a few lines and circled them into black spider webs, crossed out the wrong answers and looked at Shi Fang pitifully.After making up for two hours, Shi Fangman could only comfort him with his teacup: "Take your time."

"Rome was not built in a day."

Yan Zheng muttered "I want to go to Rome" by himself, and wrote the word "Xie" with a pen, but his stomach growled without embarrassment.It was already twelve o'clock at noon, and the two of them simply cleaned up the desk. Shi Fangman planned to go to the kitchen to heat up the prepared cooked food one by one and put them on the table for dinner. He asked Yan Zheng to sit in the living room first, but the other party was standing on crutches. At the kitchen door, he shook his head and refused.

"I want to see how you do it?"

When Fang Man was taking out empty plates from the cupboard, he could only point at them embarrassingly, and explained to the expectant Yan Zheng: "The cooked food I bought, just put it on the plate and heat it up."

"Not very good at cooking."

He turned his back and added.

Yan Zheng's crutches slammed on the ground, and the young man leaned forward and said, "It's okay, I can cook."

Shi Fangman subconsciously dodged his approach, and waved after pulling away: "Go to the living room and sit down."

This time Yan Zheng didn't insist, he backed out, Shi Fang was full of gaps when the microwave oven was running, he took out his mobile phone and flipped through it casually, for a moment he suddenly realized that he had left a strange child who had only met twice at home alone under the space.The vigilance came late at this time, prompting him to lighten his steps and step out of the door quietly.

Yan Zheng was sitting on the sofa, taking out the exercise book in his schoolbag to do the questions. Shi Fangman naturally doted on this kind of studious student. While spurning his inexplicable doubts, he handed him a fruit plate full of fruits and vegetables. yogurt.

"Thank you Brother Fang Man, but I have to eat later, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat."

Shi Fangman nodded and assured: "The meal will be ready soon."

He couldn't guess Yan Zheng's food intake, and he thought that he could save what he couldn't eat for another meal, so he bought a lot of food, and Yan Zheng, with his body that was full when he was low, ate more than two meals of him. amount, and then in the afternoon tutoring, I killed more than half of the snacks that were full at that time.

It's rare that he eats a lot and still grows so thin.

It was still the end of summer, and Shi Fangman secretly sighed in his heart. After half a year, the days passed from summer vacation to winter vacation, and this sigh had changed.

Shi Fangman said rightly: "No wonder you eat so much and still be so thin."

In the past six months, Yan Zheng has grown by six centimeters. At 1.7 meters, he is almost as tall as Shi Fangman. Standing together, Shi Fangman can look at his facial features that have also become tougher with his height.Shi Fangman witnessed that he grew up with the students in the class, and those 15-year-old students were just children who grew up, while 16-year-old Yan Zheng seemed to have changed from a child to an adult all of a sudden.

After January, Yan Zheng will be seventeen.

Shi Fangman has almost become Yan Zheng's tutor in the past six months, not only supplementing mathematics, but also all subjects. Later, Yan Zheng lived on campus from Monday to Saturday, and lived here directly with his luggage on Sundays. He lives on his side, and his toothbrushes and pajamas are the same style as Shi Fangman's in different colors, and he doesn't call people "Brother Fangman" or "Brother" any more. Excuse me.

For Yan Zheng's living expenses and tuition fees, he gave Shi Fang 5000 yuan every month, and Shi Fang confiscated it, and Yan Zheng didn't want to return it back. So at the end of the month, Yan Zheng bought gifts such as watches and suits. In front of Man Man, he insisted on asking the other party to accept him.

After starting such a relationship in November last year, Shi Fangman decided to give Yan Zheng a gift in return on his birthday. On January 25th, when Yan Zheng had his final exam, Shi Fangman decided to go shopping with him on the 26th. .

That day was also Yan Zheng's birthday.On his birthday, the fact that Shi Fangman wanted to accompany Yan Zheng was proposed by Yan Zheng himself.

After getting along for a long time, from the family information revealed by Yan Zheng, we can also piece together the environment in which this person grew up.Shi Fangman originally had very little social interaction, and he was very vigilant to the outside world, but he acquiesced that Yan Zheng's approach was largely due to the fact that the other party's family environment was not considered normal.

Yan Zheng himself said that he is the illegitimate son of the Yan family.

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wind blowing flowers

The illegitimate child became a regular with her mother, but Yan Zheng's mother was proud and proud for two years, and the good times came to an abrupt end.

Yan Zheng said that his mother committed suicide, and the suicide note stated that she killed someone, and she couldn't bear the torture in her heart, so she paid for her life.

She jumped down from the balcony and smashed into a puddle of blood. Her twisted and broken limbs were exactly the same as the woman she wanted to pay for.

So now when Yan Zheng returns home, what he faces is his brother who killed his mother and enemy, his father who married his third wife, and his stepmother who is now pregnant.

"Is the relationship chaotic?"

Shi Fangman felt a pain in his heart when he heard it, and his appetite was also uncomfortable. Yan Zheng was talking about this topic at the dinner table, and he couldn't help feeling sick, so he rushed into the bathroom and vomited.

After throwing up, he took a sip of the water Yan Zheng brought over, Shi Fangman brushed his teeth and admitted indistinctly: "Chaos."

"So I don't want to go back..." Yan Zheng approached him, but stopped at Shi Fangman's acceptable safe distance, blinking his eyes and begging: "Brother, why don't I live here."

"I'm in school except for holidays, and you can still give me tutoring when you live here..."

Shi Fang endured the nausea hovering in his chest, shook his head and refused: "Tutoring is fine, I'm not used to living with other people."

"I know you don't like to approach people," Yan Zheng grinned proudly, "Look, I'm paying attention now."

Except for the very necessary physical contact, Yan Zheng is indeed controlling the distance. Although he is always trying to get close to the other party, once Shi Fangman retreats subconsciously, Yan Zheng also immediately retreats, with a wink.

Shi Fang was thinking about his family situation, his heart trembled, and he was about to agree in an instant, but the cautiousness he had maintained for more than twenty years was full of strings, and he just said at the moment: "I will think about it again."

He thought about it all night, and said to Yan Zheng the next day, "Yes."

"But I'm really not used to living with other people, I feel that I have no privacy..." Shi Fangman's eyes dodged behind the glasses, but he came up with a suitable reason, and asked with a clear conscience as much as possible: "You can live in the second bedroom, but in the future Every room in the house needs to be locked."

The master bedroom, the second bedroom, the study, the kitchen, and the bathroom, even installed two small locks on the balcony. Yan Zheng didn't show any displeasure, but after all, there was something novel. Watching helplessly as the man bowed down, he changed the lock on the balcony door to a lock that could be locked back.

The man he saw was slender and turned around. With silver-rimmed glasses on his handsome face, he pulled the balcony door cautiously before coming out with tools.

"It's changed..."

Yan Zheng nodded, and when he saw Fangman put away the tools, put them back in the living room, then turned around and closed the bedroom door.

"pat"

locked.

He is just like the blue beard in the fairy tale, he has many locked doors, Yan Zheng dare not try, at least it seems that he has no interest at present.

Yan Zheng studied with Shi Fangman for half a year, and his grades improved rapidly. In the past, Shi Fangman heard him complain that because of his math score, he was ranked around [-] in the grade, but a model test before the end of the semester, Yan Zheng The report card I got back was surprisingly beautiful. Not surprisingly, I was able to enter the top ten of the grade at the end of the semester.

Shi Fangman watched Yan Zheng reading under the soft yellow light in the study room, writing a long string of words with his pen trembling. Yan Zheng studied literature and always wrote a lot of words when answering the questions. Pointing to the place where the finger was touching the pen, Fangman asked for ice cubes to apply to the red and swollen knuckles.Shi Fangman prepared lessons on another desk he bought, and occasionally helped Yan Zheng write two questions after finishing the work. Of course, it was Yan Zheng who frowned and recited