Senior, cut off your sleeve?

Early in the morning, a heavy smell of oily smoke entered the room.

Liu Zhiyu was the first to be awakened by the smell, jumping up as if electrocuted.

Dong Xi'an, who was nestled next to him, was rolled 180 degrees by the way. He was obviously not awake, and his face was full of inexplicable expressions.

Then he smelled it too.

"I'll go." Dong Xi'an rolled out of bed without any clothes on.

The kitchen was already a mess.

Mo Ye was holding a stainless steel basin in his hand, and there was something sticky inside. Gan Qiang was in a hurry and accidentally knocked over another bowl.

The four eyes met, and the expressions of the two people here suddenly became very dramatic.

Liu Zhiyu suppressed a smile, even the outline of the blue veins on his forehead could be vaguely seen, while Dong Xi'an had an unlovely look on his face.

"What are you two elders doing?" Liu Juyu's voice became a little trembling, with a tone that was about to burst into laughter.

"Isn't it because you two haven't gotten up yet? I just wanted to make something for you to eat." Mo Ye put the basin on the table while looking for a broom behind the door.

It's just that Gan Qiang was pushing aside, and she was a little clumsy, and the batter was sprinkled just now with a "wow".

The oily smoke was billowing, and the two old men seemed to be painting in the kitchen. The white batter and the burnt bottom of the pot were full of artistic sense.

It's just that Dong Xi'an doesn't have the time to appreciate the "performance art" of the two old people.

What he cares about is the imported tile walls, the waxed mahogany floor, and the most important question:

How to clean up?

The two old men probably noticed that the scene was a bit awkward, Gan Qiang touched the back of his neck and smiled embarrassedly.

Mo Ye looked for the broom but couldn't find it, so he smiled dryly at the two of them.

Liu Yaoyu was the first to speak, "Why don't you come out first."

In the end, I called a takeaway from a nearby breakfast shop for breakfast.

Dong Xi'an chewed the buns with black lines on his face, and Liu Juyu kept paying attention to him while sipping soy milk. The old couple were very big-hearted, and they ate the buns with big mouthfuls, not forgetting to adjust the taste with a few mouthfuls of pickles.

The cleaning of the kitchen will be handed over to the hourly worker hired by the driver.

"Let's talk about mathematics this morning." Dong Xi'an wiped his mouth after eating, and seemed to have calmed down a bit.

Liu Yaoyu was a little worried, "What do you mean?"

Dong Xi'an gave him a blank look, "What else? Can't Lawyer Liu go back to work today?"

"That's right, then I'll take a shower after dinner and come back in the afternoon." Liu Zhiyu also finished his meal, put his cup away, and was about to get up and go upstairs.

"Your Auntie Mo was also kind in the morning, and wanted to make some steamed buns for you." Gan Qiang felt that he had seized the opportunity, and made up for Dong Xi'an again, "It's not good to eat bread every day, so what's the nutrition in it?"

Dong Xi'an thought at the time, if the tutoring continued until the weather was cold, would the two old men urge themselves to wear long johns every day?

Liu Zhiyu thought about the case at hand, and he had to hold on tighter, after all yesterday was delayed for some time, he didn't say much, and went upstairs to take a shower.

What happened last night made Liu hold Yu feel a strange feeling in his heart, as if something had been blocked in his heart for a long time, and now it suddenly cleared up.

Love is such a thing, it's useless if you hold it down, it's like a torch, as soon as you let go of it, it will "pop" and burn people uncomfortable.

The sheets that the two of them slept on yesterday were piled up on the bed, as if they were telling how it was squeezed and ravaged yesterday.

More than half of the quilt was on the ground, which is a direct testimony of being woken up early in the morning.

Angrily and funny, Liu Zhiyu took off his clothes and went into the bathroom.

The two old people downstairs unexpectedly listened to it today, which surprised Dong Xi'an. Yesterday he hid in the kitchen but laughed half to death.

Of course, he covered his mouth and laughed, otherwise the laughter would have made the two old people feel so embarrassed.

"I remember this formula." Mo Ye had some impressions of the series of derivation formulas written by Dong Xi'an just now. "At that time, Lao Gan couldn't remember it. He even passed a note to me during the exam."

No wonder I remember it so clearly.

"Nonsense, I'm such an honest person." Gan Qiang held his homework book in his hand and wore reading glasses, but his tone sounded like a high school student.

Sometimes when Dong Xi'an watched them write exercises, he would really see what he looked like when he was in school.

At that time, Dong Xi'an's academic performance was always at the top of the class, but his classmates always thought he was foolish.

Because he never learns when others learn.

When others are studying, he mingles with them, talks, passes notes, eats snacks, and is proficient in everything.

When get out of class was over, everyone went out to the bathroom together, so he dug out what the teacher said just now, and after a few glances, he was almost done.

On the eve of the college entrance examination, Dong Xi'an would go to the classroom to review very early every day, pass the papers one by one, and analyze the questions one by one. When all the students arrived, he would lie down and go to sleep.

As a result, in the eyes of his classmates and teachers at that time, apart from his good grades, he was just a bad student who didn't study every day. The most annoying thing was that he was also good-looking.

Dong Xi'an later felt that the only person who knew how hard he worked was the school gatekeeper, who opened the door early for him every morning and left a back door for him at night.

"Study hard." That's what the uncle said to him.

Mo Ye's progress is indeed very fast, and his mathematical ability does have some innate factors.

Later, some formulas and derivation process, as long as Dong Xi'an briefly mentioned Mo Ye, he immediately responded, which made Gan Qiang a little anxious.

"No hurry, take your time." Dong Xi'an saw Gan Qiang's anxiety, "There is no need to rush this matter."

For a while, the relationship between Dong Xi'an and the two old people became harmonious, and what the three of them said to each other was completely a miniature version of the class in school.

On the other side, Liu Zhiyu was in trouble. He came out of the shower and found that the clothes he threw on the bed were taken away by the aunt who was called to clean them!

Dong Xi’an didn’t notice that his aunt went up to the second floor. In addition, Dong Xi’an’s bedroom has a special structure. The bathroom is inside the room, that is, he only passes through the room when he enters the bathroom. Usually, when Dong Xi’an lives by himself, He usually brings his clothes in, and then his aunt takes away the outer clothes.

The result is that today, the senior came out of the shower and had no clothes to wear, wrapped in a bath towel, walked through the corridor facing the three people below to get dressed, or just sat here and called Dong Xi'an up.

Don't even think about it, decide on the latter!But the phone... just left it downstairs after dinner, Liu Zhiyu lost his mind for a while, and just sat on the bed without saying anything.