After amnesia, he was with his nemesis

After dinner, Dou Mi was unwrapping presents in the attic, and Dou Jinglan had already tidied up the kitchen so neatly that Jiang Bang wanted to come to help, but was in vain.

He leaned against the door frame and watched Dou Jinglan wipe the water off the edge of the sink.

The young man was thin, but his shoulders were straight. He neatly wiped off the last water stain with a rag and put it away, then turned around.

It was getting late, because it was winter, it was already dark.

Jiang Bang stuck and said: "Come on, go to the bedroom with me, I have something for you."

Dou Jinglan was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Si's hand.

His hands were hanging by his sides, empty.

Dou Jinglan: "You..."

Jiang Bang went around behind him, pressed his shoulders and pushed him forward: "How could I give it to you in the kitchen? Go back to the house."

He asked casually again, "By the way, what do you want to do next?"

Dou Jinglan said without hesitation, "Sweep the house for you."

What Jiang Bang originally wanted to ask got stuck.

Dou Jinglan took Jiang Bang's finger and led the stupefied person into the house.

He has been busy in the kitchen all afternoon, and now he finally figured out the reason for his palpitations and discomfort in the supermarket through regular movements.

But he wasn't going to say it.

He won't say it.

He has to wait.

Jiang Bang remembered his purpose of coming: "Ah, this house is quite new now, and there is no need to clean it, and you are quite free, don't you want to go back to class?"

Dou Jinglan stopped in the corridor, and Jiang Si almost bumped into his back.

He hesitated, "Can I?"

Jiang Bang was shocked by his answer.

Can you?

Why do you have such doubts?

Jiang Bang never knew that he would be so worried before.

It's like selling yourself to yourself.

His decision, his choice, will be decided by himself...

To put it bluntly, it will be at your own disposal.

I clearly, I clearly want to make you better, I don't want to trap you with this...

What's the difference between this and staying at your uncle's and aunt's house before? !

He is not such a person at all!

Dou Jinglan realized that she had said the wrong thing the moment she asked, and immediately looked at Jiang Bang's expression.

Jiang Bang was almost dumbfounded, incoherent, and about to cry: "Why would you ask such a question, you, of course you, of course you can... no, you can do whatever you want, if you want you can live forever in my house, as long as I'm fine, you're here, you're thinking all day..."

Dou Jinglan grasped his wrist: "Jiang Si!"

Jiang Bang stopped his thoughts of getting worse and worse, and angrily broke away from him: "That's why you miss me?! You—"

You get out of my house now!

But his reason caught him in time.

Isn't that, isn't that really the same as what Dou Jinglan said...

Jiang Bang closed his mouth blankly.

He can just drive Dou Jinglan out as he likes, but Dou Jinglan has no choice.

This was originally a one-way...

What Dou Jinglan said was a fact.

Jiang Bang couldn't breathe.

Dou Jinglan was not angry. On the contrary, he waited patiently for 2 minutes, touched Jiang Bang's hand lightly, and waited until he calmed down to breathe before saying, "Are you still angry?"

Jiang Bang blinked and shed a tear: "I'm sorry..."

Dou Jinglan wiped away his tears with her sleeve, and said, "I'm not sorry, but thank you."

Jiang Bang shook his head, and went to wipe his own tears, but ended up wiping more and more: "I'm very bad, I just... I won't say it, I will never say it."

Dou Jinglan asked gently: "Will you let me live here?"

Jiang Bang wrinkled his nose, reluctantly accepted his comfort, and pitifully went to pull Dou Jinglan to wipe his tearful sleeves: "There will always be your room here...ah, and Mimi's. I promise."

Dou Jinglan: "Did you buy this house yourself?"

Jiang Si was wilted.

Although the real estate certificate is written in my name, the house is always paid by Ms. Jiang.

Dou Jinglan said: "Then make good money with me. We are all new slaves on housing loans. You are a little higher than me. You don't have to pay it now, you can pay it back slowly."

Jiang Si laughed through his tears and said, "Okay."

Dou Jinglan: "How much is this house?"

Jiang Bang: "Quickly 5000 million, [-]."

Dou Jinglan quickly calculated the number in her head, and said: "Even if it is repaid in 30 years, with an interest rate of [-]%, it is... not bad, at worst, I will repay it with you in the days to come."

Jiang Bang wiped away his tears, and was amused by his hesitation: "Okay, we haven't reached the bedroom yet after walking for a long time."

Dou Jinglan opened the bedroom door: "It's at the door."

Jiang Bang dug out what he wanted to give from the bedside table in the bedroom, and handed it over.

It's a post-it note.

There are several strings of phone numbers on it, followed by the names of people.

Dou Jinglan knew who these were, he had a good memory and they were familiar.

That day, Jiang Bang was with the group of people celebrating his birthday.

Jiang Bang suggested: "They have mentioned it to me several times, and they want you to help with tutoring. The main reason is that they are given a lot of money, and several of them come together. It just so happens that they come here for tutoring. What do you think? If you look It's fine if they don't show up impatiently, just treat them as spending money on self-study..."

Dou Jinglan: "I'll take it."

The voice was so low that Jiang Bang didn't hear it: "What?"

Dou Jinglan repeated: "I am willing to let them come over tomorrow."

After the person in front of him got the note, his expression became very gentle, even his tone.

It is as mild as a cold wind blowing in winter, like a fire next to a sheep sleeping on the ground, making people unconsciously quiet.

Jiang Bang couldn't find words to describe the expression of the other party.

But that kind of gentle gaze seemed to be substantial, like a hot sugar heart, wrapping him up little by little.It is also like warm wine, warm in the mouth, but burns all the way to the lungs when it passes through the throat.

Before his face heated up crazily, Jiang Bang said: "That won't work, they have to wait for a few days to hang, or they won't cherish you as a tutor. This is the first grade in the thirteenth middle school, and the gold content is not covered. Let me first , I'm going to brush my teeth first."

When I was nervous, my little problem of talking too much came to the fore.

Jiang Bang secretly bit his lip.

The voice of the other party's answer was also very gentle: "Well... you go, I will go later."

Three seconds later, Jiang Bang stood in the bathroom, leaning on the sink, looking at the red face in the mirror.

In the glance before he walked into the bathroom, the lights in the bedroom were all warm yellow. Dou Jinglan opened a book and sat under the light.The light made his starched brown trousers a stronger color.

This, this is too foul...

If this face is not cold at ordinary times, it must be very liked by others...

I feel that people who like him can line up from the school gate to the class...

Jiang Bang dazedly finished brushing his teeth, and dazedly finished reading an extra-curricular book on the bed until he naturally fell sleepy and huddled sleepily under the quilt.

The person lying beside him noticed it immediately, and raised his hand to turn off the indoor light.

The dim yellow night light came on.

Jiang Bang said sleepily, "Shall we go to school tomorrow?"

Dou Jinglan reached out to touch him, pulled down his quilt a little, and said, "Okay."

The days that followed were unusually regular.

Dou Jinglan and Jiang Bang are both in the second year of junior high school, and Dou Mi is in the first year of junior high school.The siblings are in one school, and Jiang Bo is in another.

Because there is a tram, Dou Mi and Dou Jinglan can come back at noon to cook a meal, take a nap before going to school.

On the contrary, Jiang Bang's school is far away, and he is lazy, so he won't come back at noon.The school has complete facilities, places to eat and dormitories, so he simply stayed at the school, and came back with his classmates in the evening to attend Dou Jinglan's cram school.

He whoring for nothing.I was reprimanded countless times by my classmates.

Dou Jinglan is unexpectedly good at teaching.

Jiang Bang originally thought that he knew it himself, and wrote a few lines during the answering process to get a result, but he was not the type to teach others, and the result was not.

Take Jiang Si for comparison.

Jiang Bang is a smart type, he can draw inferences from one instance and draw inferences by analogy, and he can remember basic knowledge firmly.

But compared with Dou Jinglan, if Jiang Bang's foundation is the tree trunk, and he has read a lot of miscellaneous books to help him understand, then Dou Jinglan's foundation is the tree itself.

Due to family reasons, he didn't read a lot of extracurricular books, but relying on his understanding and thoroughness of textbooks, combined with after-school questions and homework, he was able to summarize the general body shape and category, as well as possible thinking points for investigation.

Just like the child of the teacher who gave the question.

Everyone will play together for a while after tutoring, play games, fight around, and the original table will be like a crime scene.

After Jiang Bang recalled the wonderful Olympiad question just now, he slowly cleared the table: "Lanlan, I didn't expect you to be so good at teaching people. I was wrong. We should raise the price. What is [-] an hour, double it?" It’s okay to go further up. I thought you were the cold-faced type.”

Dou Jinglan took the vacuum cleaner to suck up the melon seeds that fell from the table: "?"

Jiang Bang threw the fruit shell garbage into the trash can: "Aren't the cold-faced schoolmasters too lazy to teach others? Girls after class will be hugged by their arms and say coldly when they ask questions... Well, look at me, just like this."

He quickly entered the role, put down the rag, folded his arms, tilted his head, and said coldly.

"Don't teach."

The line of his neck has the softness of a teenager, but it is rough and powerful because of his growth, and it is obvious when his Adam's apple rolls gently.

After Jiang Bang finished being handsome, he added: "That's what I read in the novel I liked to read at the next table at noon yesterday."

Dou Jinglan asked: "What's the title of the book?"

Jiang Bang: "Ah, I forgot, what kind of domineering school grass... The writing is quite funny, the high school in it is similar to our school."

Dou Jinglan put down the vacuum cleaner, and said lightly, "Oh...then you didn't fit the character just now."

Jiang Bang said "huh?", and was about to retort that he didn't fit the persona, what a resemblance, tugging and handsome, when someone pinched his wrist.

The other party made a clever move and gently carried him to the sofa.

When he sank into the sofa, he was still in a state of not reacting.

Putting a hand on his ear, Jiang Bang lay on his back, meeting the man's lowered eyes with a smile.

"When I met a classmate like you, I should rush to teach you at the meeting."

Dou Jinglan lowered her body and smiled in his ear.

"Shouldn't it be like this?"