God, please be gentle with me

"Zhao Bin is too busy to take care of himself, so he can't help you with tutoring." Fang Shuyao said again, "You stay at my house for one night, no, it's better to stay until the college entrance examination is over, it's better for you."

"Fang Shuyao, you don't have to..." Han Jialin was about to tell him not to push his feet, but Mother Han said excitedly: "Is this really possible?"

"As long as you allow it." Fang Shuyao said with a smile, "To be honest, I'm very happy to help."

"Why is this child so good?" Mother Han's eyes were about to shed tears.

"Mom, I want to go too!" Han Jiali began to act like a baby.

"No! Your brother is easily distracted, and you will only cause trouble if you go." Mother Han firmly disagreed with her daughter going, but raised her hands in favor of her son living at Fang Shuyao's house.

"Then it's settled like this." Father Han finalized the matter, "Auntie can also stay here for a few more days, so you don't have to leave in a hurry."

Han Jialin really wanted to say no, but if he stayed, his aunt and grandma couldn't sleep peacefully. Parents didn't say anything, but they also worried in their hearts whether he didn't have a good rest and whether it would affect the review.In short, the whole family would be unhappy if he stayed here.

"I'll stay until my aunt and grandma return home." Han Jialin said, scratching the rice with his chopsticks.

"Great!" Aunt Han was overjoyed, and gave Fang Shuyao and Han Jialin a piece of braised pork each.

Han Jialin glanced at Fang Shuyao, his eyes were full of warning.

Fang Shuyao smiled and finished the full bowl of rice.

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Pushing the suitcase that his mother had quickly packed in his hand, Han Jialin suddenly regretted it again.

I knew that I should insist on going to Zhao Bin's house, so why did I get involved?He looked at Fang Shuyao at the side, he was carrying his schoolbag, smiling all the time.

The elevator came down from the top floor. Looking at the numbers descending from each floor, Han Jialin felt inexplicably anxious, and his mother even pulled Fang Shuyao to say something. If Jialin didn't listen to him, just call, and Auntie will make the decision for you. If it's like that, did mother really pack him up and entrust him to Fang Shuyao?

With a ding, the elevator arrived, and Han Jiali was a little unhappy that she couldn't go, so she hid in the house and couldn't come out.

Mom, Dad, and aunts and grandmas sent each other off.

"Be good." Dad said, "Study hard, don't disappoint classmate Fang's wishes."

"Got it." Han Jialin didn't know what to say other than that.

After entering the elevator, Fang Shuyao waved goodbye to his family, and his aunt and grandma looked very reluctant to leave Fang Shuyao.

The elevator door closed and started to descend. Han Jialin raised his foot without saying a word, and kicked Fang Shuyao's calf.

"Why did you kick me?" Fang Shuyao turned around and asked.

"Look at your cheerful look," Han Jialin said provocatively, "It makes people angry."

"That's right." Unexpectedly, Fang Shuyao just nodded and smiled, "I'm so happy."

Fang Shuyao admitted so simply, but Han Jialin didn't know what to do. If Fang Shuyao fought back, he could take the opportunity to beat him up.

The elevator came to the fifth floor, the door opened, and a young woman who seemed to be on the night shift walked in with a small bag on her shoulders. She first glanced at Han Jialin, then turned around and stood up, then looked at Fang Shuyao on the bottom, and then kept going. He sneaked a peek at Fang Shuyao out of the corner of his eye.

Perhaps because Han Jialin and Fang Shuyao hadn't spoken, she thought they didn't know each other, so she looked at Fang Shuyao boldly.

And when she peeked at Fang Shuyao out of the corner of her eye, Han Jialin standing behind could see it clearly.

The young woman was wearing high heels, and she was not short. Standing beside her, Fang Shuyao was actually half a head taller than her.

This made Han Jialin very confused.

The fact that Fang Shuyao was looked at by women and welcomed was not surprising to him. Maybe it was because he was used to the school, including those normal girls who came to the school for short-term internships, and they loved to surround Fang Shuyao. .

Shouldn't Fang Shuyao be very short?Short and petite, just like a little princess.

When the elevator arrived, the young woman smiled at Fang Shuyao intentionally, but Fang Shuyao ignored her, and she stepped out on high heels.

"I've already asked the driver to come over." Fang Shuyao said to Han Jialin.

Han Jialin walked out of the elevator slowly pushing the suitcase, and suddenly asked, "Fang Shuyao, how tall are you?"

"How tall is what?"

"your height."

"1.7 meters eight." Fang Shuyao replied, "It is measured without shoes."

"What?" Han Jialin was very surprised, because Zhao Bin was 1.7 meters six, that is to say, he always thought that the short Fang Shuyao was two centimeters taller than Zhao Bin!

"I'm still growing taller." Fang Shuyao smiled.

"Wait, have you always been this tall, or have you suddenly grown taller in the past two days?" Han Jialin asked.

"Ah?" Fang Shuyao thought about Han Jialin's question, and then responded, "Probably because I always stay with Wu Xi, everyone will misunderstand my height."

Wu Xi's 1.9-meter-three and particularly strong figure, no matter who stands next to him, looks extremely petite.

Han Jialin blinked and looked at Fang Shuyao carrying his very heavy schoolbag, without panting or changing it from beginning to end

Suddenly, I felt how I mistook him for "Little White Rabbit" before?

And that time, Fang Shuyao was caught by him in the grove to peek at BL comics. At that time, Fang Shuyao was blushing and at a loss. Now it looks like a fraud!

"Oops." Han Jialin suddenly realized that he might really have to... beep beep (the sound needs to be silenced here) on this trip!

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Zhang Xudong received the young master's call and said he was down, so he drove the car to Han Jialin's downstairs and waited.

He was very surprised to see the young master walking out of the elevator door first, followed by Han Jialin pushing the suitcase.

He opened the trunk, and then went to help classmate Han get the box. Classmate Han seemed to be "immersed" in his own world, with dull eyes.

And the young master was smiling and in a good mood.

Zhang Xudong really didn't expect that the young master really brought classmate Han home.That's right, the young master never thought of letting classmate Han go.

Before, he was worried that the young master would give the order to "kidnage//stretch", but now it seems that the young master has achieved his goal well and did not do anything dangerous, which is really gratifying.

"As expected of the young master." The car drove to the intersection, Zhang Xudong looked at the young master from the rearview mirror, and saw him take out a bottle of mineral water from the small freezer and hand it to classmate Han.

Classmate Han hesitated for a moment, but he reached out to take it, but the young master suddenly withdrew the bottle again, which made people puzzled.

In the next second, the young master unscrewed the sealed bottle cap and handed it over.

So this is ah!Zhang Xudong suddenly realized!

"Do you think I have no hands?" It was obvious that Student Han didn't appreciate it.

"I know you have hands, I just want to unscrew the bottle cap for you." When the young master said so softly, Classmate Han blushed.

"Who wants you to twist it!" I saw that Student Han grabbed the water bottle, swiped it twice to tighten the cap, then turned it away, and took a few sips with his head up.

"Choke carefully."

"Who would choke...cough cough cough cough."

"I told you to be careful." Fang Shuyao patted Han Jialin's back.

"Crack." Han Jialin shook off Fang Shuyao's hand.

Fang Shuyao didn't mind, and handed a tissue to Han Jialin with a smile.

Looking at the aggressive young master and Han's strict defense, Zhang Xudong felt that he might have to eat a lot of dog food during this time.

This is the tragedy of being single.

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It was already [-]:[-] in the evening, Zhao Bin didn't eat after finishing dinner, he wanted to wait for his parents to come back and eat together.

Recently, my parents seem to be very busy. There are endless meetings and overtime classes every day. I feel busier than him, a college entrance examination candidate.

After eating two bananas in a row, Zhao Bin's stomach was not so hungry. He was writing math papers in his room, thinking that when An Jiyu helped him with tutoring, he reminded him of the importance of problem-solving thinking and patience. Don't rush to solve problems and so on.He has always hated mathematics, and his mathematics has always been the hardest hit area for losing points.

Chen Ming also helped him make up for it, but he just couldn't absorb it.

But during this time, An Jiyu has been helping him rebuild his confidence. The phrase "Don't be afraid, I'm here?" is like a reassurance, allowing Zhao Bin to calmly face those problems that gave him headaches in the past.

Unknowingly, those questions that were always written wrong did not make mistakes so frequently, and the score also increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If An Jiyu didn't want to be a celebrity, it would be good to be a tutor, Zhao Bin thought, sure enough, a good person will be good no matter where he goes, An Jiyu is so good at playing games. .

Thinking about myself again, it seems that I just play games better ε=(ο｀*))) Sigh.

The mobile phone on the side suddenly flashed, and the screen prompted a new WeChat message from An Jiyu.

Zhao Bin quickly picked up his mobile phone and opened WeChat. What An Jiyu sent was a photo of a fast food box with a salad made of kale, cucumber, and snow peas, but there was almost no salad dressing, only vegetables. Then An Jiyu Yu sent another text message.

"Zhao Bin, look, this is my dinner, o(╥﹏╥)o."

Just as Zhao Bin was about to reply, An Jiyu sent another message: "I miss the dinner you made, and I love you~"

Zhao Bin couldn't help laughing, then got up and went to the kitchen, opened the plastic wrap covering the dishes, and took pictures of the dishes made tonight.

A dish of braised crucian carp, a dish of microwaved tomato prawns, and a bowl of miso soup with fish balls, carrots and yams.

"Let me take a look at tonight's meal as my comfort." Zhao Bin typed this and pressed send.

An Jiyu didn't reply immediately, Zhao Bin was not surprised.During this period of time, their contact was like this. Sometimes Zhao Bin didn't reply because he was taking an exam, and sometimes An Jiyu suddenly became busy and couldn't reply.

Both are used to each other's "disappearances" and messages that don't necessarily return in a timely manner.

Zhao Bin waited for a while, then went back to the desk to write the simulation paper.

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