What if my brother is sick

Averting his eyes from Jiang Yan, he sneaked around the class outside the window, but was attracted by two people by the window.

One of the two boys was listening to the class very seriously, while the other was harassing the boy in every possible way.

The harassed boy frowned and said nothing, but it was obvious that he was annoyed by the other party's behavior.Looking at the boy's forbearing expression, Wen Bei suddenly remembered.

Isn't he a disciplinary committee member?The boy with bad legs seems to be called...Xu...Xu Jingyang.

His tablemate didn't seem to be friendly to him... Wen Bei shook his head in his heart as he looked at Xu Jingyang who had been disturbed but frowned patiently.

Let's adjust the seat another day. As far as he knows, Xu Jingyang is a good student in Class [-]. A good student who loves to study and a bad student who doesn't like to study and bothers others all day long are not a good match.

Wen Bei has been lingering outside the window for so long, the people in the class have already discovered him, you call me, I call you, basically all the sleepers woke up.

The head teacher came to patrol the hall, and this group of people didn't dare to sleep and desert so presumptuously.

Only Jiang Yan, who was sitting in the last row, was still sound asleep. He was wearing earphones. He didn't know that Wen Bei was coming, and no one dared to wake him up.

Looking at Jiang Yan who was sleeping, Wen Bei didn't know what it was like, he seemed a little upset and a little helpless.

He had read Jiang Yan's admission information, and found that Jiang Yan's grades in the high school entrance examination were so bad that there was nothing to say, but before that, Jiang Yan's grades in junior high school had always been very good, and the questions for the high school entrance examination were really not difficult for Jiang Yan, but Why did he only get such a low score in the test, and could only enter the poor class of class seven?

Wen Bei pursed his lips, he thought, he should also have his own responsibility here...

The day's class ended soon. As soon as the get out of class bell rang, everyone in the class immediately dispersed into a pot of porridge. The teacher came out of the classroom. Wen Bei smiled and said to her: "Teacher, you have worked hard."

The teacher in charge is a very temperamental English teacher, a very young and beautiful girl.

Students generally like to take classes with teachers of this age. The generation gap is not big, and this kind of teacher seldom procrastinates.

The English teacher, Ms. Li, shook her head, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "I'm used to it, Mr. Wen, are you looking for something from a student?"

Wen Beidao: "No, just come and have a look."

Mr. Li nodded: "Then Mr. Wen, I'll go first. It's easy to get traffic jam at my house if it's late."

Wen Bei smiled and nodded: "Okay, be careful on the road."

"Thank you for your concern."

Teacher Li smiled and waved, and walked to the office.

It was only then that Wen Bei remembered that he was waiting for Jiang Yan. He turned his head and saw that Jiang Yan had already stood behind him, looking at the direction where Teacher Li disappeared, wondering what he was thinking.

"Come on, I'll take you to dinner." Wen Bei walked up to Jiang Yan and patted his head casually.

Jiang Yan regained consciousness after being touched by Wen Bei, lowering her eyes to feel the gentle touch on her hair.

Seeing Jiang Yan not moving, Wen Bei said again: "Little Yan?"

Jiang Yan felt that he shouldn't go, but his body didn't obey, just like when he was a child, instinctively, he wanted to follow Wen Bei.

Wen Bei brought Jiang Yan to a Hunan restaurant. Wen Bei asked the teachers specifically, and they all said the taste was good.

The most important thing is that Jiang Yan likes spicy food.

Do what you like, and hope to coax it to one or two o'clock.

Ugh.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, the waiter greeted them warmly and led them into a small box.

Wen Bei picked up the menu and glanced at it first, then handed it to Jiang Yan and said, "What does Xiao Yan want to eat?"

Jiang Yan shook her head and said, "Anything is fine." Then she pushed the menu back.

In fact, Jiang Yan has not eaten out for a long time. On the one hand, it is boring to eat out alone, and on the other hand, it is because it is expensive.

Although the money left by her parents after they left could be used to finish her college education, Jiang Yan didn't want to.

He didn't want to use those two people's money, but there was no way, he couldn't have a good source of income at his age.

If you can't use it, you can only use it less.

So Jiang Yan doesn't pay much attention to food and clothing, she eats casually, learns to cook by herself, and just fills her stomach with whatever she wants.

Wen Bei had a meal, so he took the menu, looked at it carefully, and chose a few things that Jiang Yan liked with the waiter, smiled and said to the waiter: "Let's start with these."

The waiter took the menu with a smile, closed the door and went out.

There were only the two of them left in the entire box.

Jiang Yan looked at the phone with her head down, and didn't talk to Wen Bei. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

Wen Bei thought of the little Jiang Yan who used to be clingy to him. He was very cute. Now that he has grown up, he is tall and handsome, but he doesn't want to talk to him anymore.

Very sad.

Wen Bei didn't have anything to chat with Jiang Yan, so he had no choice but to talk about business directly. He took a sip of water, and said to Jiang Yan in a warm voice: "Xiao Yan, you... you are renting a house now."

Jiang Yan put down her phone and finally looked up at Wen Bei.

He was a little puzzled. He didn't know why Wen Bei asked this. He nodded and said, "Yes."

Wen Bei looked at him: "I rented a house near the school, pack up your things and move in with me."

Jiang Yan: "..."

The room fell into silence again, Jiang Yan paused for a while, then shook her head: "No need."

what is this?

Wen Bei also knew that Jiang Yan would not agree to himself so easily, sighed, and continued to persuade: "My house is close to the school, isn't it more convenient for you to move here? Plus..."

"Why?" Jiang Yan interrupted him.

Wen Bei was taken aback, "What?"

"Why must I move there?" Jiang Yan pursed her lips and looked at Wen Bei with complicated eyes.

Wen Bei thought for a while, then slowly said: "You move here, you don't have to pay rent in the future, and I can take care of you..."

"I don't need it." Jiang Yan's tone gradually increased, "I don't need rent-free rent, and I don't need someone to take care of me."

Wen Bei raised his forehead, and also guessed that Jiang Yan did not agree to himself so easily: "Little Yan, don't be stubborn, you are still young, and you need an adult to discipline you, you moved here to live with me for your own good."

For my own good, Jiang Yan looked at Wen Bei, and suddenly felt sad.

Wasn't he the one who left so resolutely back then? How could he keep saying it was for his own good now.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said, "No."

Wen Bei began to feel helpless: "You are obedient, little Yan, come and live with me."

Jiang Yan became silent again.

Wen Bei also started to get a little anxious, and the volume increased unconsciously: "Xiao Yan!"

"Why do you care about me!" Without warning, Jiang Yan began to lose his temper, and he yelled at Wen Bei: "Why do you care about me!"

Wen Bei was taken aback by his yelling, a pain flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know how to speak.

He left Jiang Yan and went abroad. He ignored him for three years, and now he really has no right to control him.

But if I don't care about it, Jiang Yan really has no one to care about.

The waiter who served the food pushed open the door of the box, feeling that the atmosphere was not right, and put down the food carefully, for fear of offending the guests on the table.

Wen Bei sorted out his expression, pointed to a dish on the table, and said to the waiter, "Excuse me, can you remove the onions from this dish, my brother is allergic to onions."

The waiter nodded quickly, "We'll change it for you right now."

Wen Bei nodded, "Thank you for the trouble."

After the waiter went out, Wen Bei turned to look at Jiang Yan.

"Indeed, I am the least qualified person to control you."