presumptuous

On a Friday afternoon, Feng Jiuwang stayed in Yu Huan's office as usual to do questions, and Yu Huan suddenly asked him, "Are you going home on New Year's Day?"

"If you don't come back, my dad may not be able to get away from work. Chen Fangmei may lead Feng Yue back to their hometown."

"You should call me auntie, after all, you are your elder."

Feng Jiuwang changed his words: "Well, they go back to Aunt Chen's hometown, and I won't go back."

Occasionally, the boy is so obedient that Yu still has the illusion—maybe Feng Jiuwang used to be a very obedient child, but it was just the environment.

"They told you that you don't need to go back?"

"That's not there."

"Then did you call to tell you to go home on vacation?"

Feng Jiuwang stopped writing, "Yu Huan, don't be the aunt of the village committee to mediate family conflicts. If you can't mediate, Chen Fang... I don't know anyone from Aunt Chen's side. Isn't the holiday only three days? Quite a lot No one is going back, why don't you ask them?"

It is an illusion.

Obedience is definitely an illusion.

Feng Juwang's mouth was so poisonous that he wanted to speak in such a flat tone, which was even more annoying.

"Did you only ask me?" Feng Jiuwang continued, pulling up the corners of his mouth to show a smile, he didn't know whether it was true or not, "If you only asked me, I am the special one, take back what you said before, and you can continue nagging."

Yu still couldn't understand Feng Zhuwang's meaning, "What's special? Other students don't worry as much as you, and..." These things shouldn't be asked by a teacher. He really asked too deeply. , involved too much.

It's because he didn't have a good sense of proportion.

Yu also stopped talking in a timely manner.

Sensing that Yu was still struggling with trivial matters, Feng Juwang moved his eyes away and asked, "Master, will you be home on New Year's Day?"

"No return."

"Aren't you going back?"

Yu also shook his head: "I won't go back if I'm far away. Some friends may come by then."

"Having been with friends?" Feng Jiuwang showed an interested expression, "Does the teacher have friends too? Male or female?"

"Why can't I have friends? What you said is very wrong. It has nothing to do with you whether you are a man or a woman... What kind of head you are, you are not cute at all, I beg you not to be so curious every day... ...Female, it's a girl, okay, don't look at me anymore, have you finished your questions?"

"I'm too tired from studying today, I need to rest."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want to write, go back to the dormitory or go to the library to review books. Don't rely on me."

"Why does my brother always drive me out?"

Every time Feng Juwang calls "Brother", it is unexpected.The key is that he himself is not ashamed, and he speaks out very naturally.

Yu Huan covered half of his face with one hand, bowed his head and said in defeat: "Okay, stop talking and write quickly."

He's still not used to it.

"Brother" is too intimate a title.

Yu is still an only child, and most of his relatives' children are older than him. When he was young, he was shy and rarely took the initiative to communicate with those children. He never called others "brother", let alone heard others call him "brother".

Words are magical, spinning around in the air and finally wrapping around Yu Huan.The strawberries were ripe at once, revealing their pink cores, and those watery round eyes were blocked by the palm of my hand.

"Then on the last day of New Year's Day, do you want to go out for dinner together?" Feng Jiuwang asked.

Yu also took his hands away, revealing those harmless animal eyes, and his mouth was half-open before he could speak.

"If the teacher is busy, you don't need it, and I can do it myself."

Feng Jiuwang only calls Yu Huan "teacher" at such times, so that Yu Huan can't avoid the topic and can only respond directly.

Yu Huanchi said: "Let me see the situation... If there is nothing wrong then, I will contact you."

Yu couldn't refuse directly.

Feng Jiuwang is always alone.

I didn't go home on National Day, and I still didn't go home on New Year's Day.

He always puts other people's feelings first, and distributes tenderness and kindness equally to everyone.

Feng Jiuwang found out very early on.

Yu also usually does not refuse some modest requests from others.

Not just for him, but for every student.

A flower is in full bloom, and everyone who passes by can see and smell the fragrance.

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When Feng Juwang returned to the dormitory, Wu Haofei asked him, "Did you go to Brother Yu's place again?"

"Ah."

Wu Haofei hesitated for a moment, and finally reminded Feng Jiuwang: "Be careful recently, don't always go in and out of Brother Yu's office, someone is watching, and you say you are there to ask questions, who will believe you? Maybe you are thinking about you behind your back. "

Feng Juwang didn't react much after hearing this, he raised his eyelids and responded slowly: "They miss them, it has nothing to do with me."

Wu Haofei let out a breath, and patted him on the shoulder, "I don't know if your character is good or bad... It's fine as long as you don't care, gossip is quite annoying, I'm afraid you will care."

Because Chu Xiayi was missing from Feng Juwang's side, many people speculated that the two had broken up, and there were many more eyes on Feng Juwang in the public class.

The roommate didn't sit with him, threatening to not block his love, but in fact, he wanted to watch a movie and listen to gossip.

In the last public class before the holiday, a girl finally had the courage to sit next to Feng Jiuwang.

Without heavy makeup or fragrant perfume, the girl has a clean and delicate face, her fingers are fine and white, and she carefully turns the pages of the book.

Feng Jiuwang slept until the end of get out of class, only to realize that there was another person beside him.

The girl probably did the psychological construction for the whole class, and greeted him stutteringly: "You, hello, I am..."

Feng Juwang didn't listen to her self-introduction attentively, his eyes fell on the girl's opened and closed lips, which were so thin that they seemed to disappear after a sip.

"...I often see you running on the playground."

The girl made the final concluding remarks, folding the corner of the book nervously with her fingers.

Her hands were also small, and the boy's palm could completely wrap her clenched fist.

Feng Zhuwang had no desire to talk, and responded with a faint "hmm".

The girl grabbed the page even tighter, and made her own small request: "Can I add a WeChat?"

According to Feng Zhuwang's previous answering method, he either directly refused, or took out his mobile phone to scan the code for the girl, and if she didn't take the initiative to contact him, he would forget who she was and where she added the contact information from.

It is easy to say "yes", but it is more troublesome to say "no". After refusing, there will be more entanglements, and even she and her relatives and friends will point and blame her behind her back.

At this time, Feng Zhuwang thought of Yu Huan inappropriately. If it was that person, he would definitely not refuse, and said "Okay" gently, and after taking out the phone and adding it, he might have to tell the other party "It has already been added." ".

Will he answer every time the other party chats with him, and patiently tell the person opposite: I know who you are.

and then?

No more.

Yu Huan's gentleness is full of distance.

If Feng Zhuwang hadn't broken through that layer of disguise first, they wouldn't have had a deeper conversation, let alone discover another side of Yu who was still patient and persistent.

His innocence hides in those sophistication.

In the past, Feng Zhuwang thought it was okay, it would be fun to tease the teacher once in a while, but now he is even more dissatisfied with it.

Feng Juwang's gaze swept over the girl's blushing face, he had seen that redness on another person's face before.

When the man spoke, his mouth was thicker and softer. The shape of his mouth was like a smile. The corners of his mouth were curved and round. What it should look like, I guess it is a bit rough and soft to the touch.

fragrance.Girls don't have it.

A faint fruity scent, the scent of shampoo, the man said it was grape scent, but he didn't believe it, it was a sweet scent, not like any kind of fruit, more like it oozes from the skin, sweet soft aroma.

"That... WeChat."

Sensing that Feng Juwang's attention was not here, the girl reminded without hope.

Feng Jiu looked back and stared at the other corner of the table.

"Sorry, I don't use WeChat."

The roommate sitting in the front was shocked by the reason for this nonsense, and wanted to look back but was afraid of being discovered.

The girl left quickly, and when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the roommate quickly turned around: "I said what's wrong with you, it's too ridiculous not to use WeChat, can't you find a better reason?"

Feng Juwang picked up the book on the table, and responded calmly: "Okay, next time I improve, I have to leave beforehand."

"Hey? Damn! Aren't we all in the same classroom, let's go together, why are you running?"

He wants to see someone now.

I didn't see it when I went downstairs and stopped in the corridor for a while, but still didn't see it.

Feng Jiu looked towards the direction of the office, and Yu Huan just came out of it.

They always meet by chance.

Just as Yu Huan was about to walk forward, he almost bumped into the young man's chest, he took a step back steadily, saw the person coming, and pulled his face down again, it was an expression only for Feng Jiuwang, unpleasant like a spoiled child.

"It's almost class time and you're blocking me here, is that interesting Feng Jiuwang?"

"It's the teacher's fault." Feng Juwang said it was a false accusation, "No matter what I look at, I always think of you, so I came to see you."