Jiang Ye was still somewhat dazed when he arrived at the entrance of the residential area.

After getting out of the car, he followed Uncle Lin and carried Nan Zhi's things to the entrance of the Nan family villa. Then, carrying his own bag which contained nothing, he walked towards his own door without saying a word.

From the moment he got on the bus, his heart was pounding. It must be because he was sitting next to Nanzhi. He needed to stay away from her.

Before he had taken more than a few steps, Nanzhi called him back.

"Jiang Ye, your mother doesn't seem to be home. Did you bring your keys?"

Jiang Ye: "There are people at home."

Nan Zhi looked at him, who didn't even dare to turn around and look at her. This guy, it was just a matter of holding hands, how could he be so innocent?

A slight smile played on her lips: "If you can't get in, why don't you come to my house and play?"

Jiang Ye didn't answer. He strode forward with his head down, quickly turned a corner, and disappeared from sight.

Jiang's mother did not return. There were servants in the house, but they treated him extremely poorly whenever his mother was not around.

Seeing that the boy seemed to understand, I picked up my physics book and took a look.

The word "brother" seemed to explode in Tang Peng's heart like a bomb. I felt extremely uncomfortable and covered your mouth with gritted teeth.

Even if you're going to use me to test Luo Fan, there's no need to do it that way.

Jiang Ye teased me on purpose: "Calling him 'little brother' is also a way of addressing him, but are you suggesting I call him 'older brother'?"

A short while later, the doorbell rang.

【look up.】

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Jiang Ye rang the doorbell three times, but no one answered.

"What do you call him?" Jiang Ye blinked at me, then suddenly blurted out two words, "Younger brother?"

"...You're only one grade lower."

Although they were still students, it wasn't exactly a bad thing for a girl and a boy to be in the same room, so you made up your mind before tentatively asking, "...What are they doing?"

Jiang Ye looked completely at ease: "Oh, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I thought it was his."

A triumphant smile appeared on Tang Peng's lips.

Those servants were all hired by that man, and they were just as disgusting as him.

The result was that they went to Jiang's mother and complained even more vehemently, saying that he was disobedient.

"Shut up!"

Why are you all reading novels during the holidays? Do you want to read more angst-filled stories?

here we go again.

Just a few more steps and my phone rang.

Before you understood, you smiled with a bitter expression, "Wow, your Ohno team is really amazing."

How did you come up with the idea of ​​having me, a first-grader, teach you, a seventh-grader?

Before I understood, I flipped through the textbook's key points and looked at the example problems without answers.

When Nanzhi saw your smile, her stern brows and eyes froze again.

"Tang Peng, is he going to retreat or leave?"

Nanzhi glanced at you, noticing that your expression seemed off, before asking, "Where are the things?"

After glancing at Nan Zhi's face, Nan's mother realized there wasn't a single physics book among them, and she was deeply skeptical of her precious son's words.

In the past, he would never have let them bully him; he would have smashed the glass and crawled inside long ago.

Jiang Ye took out a water glass and handed it to me.

Jiang Ye tried to explain at first, but she always believed it, so I stopped trying to explain.

Although you don't really dislike Tang Peng, Jiang Ye is younger than me, and the door is still open, so he might do something outrageous.

Jiang's mother always believed them and would go to them to lecture them.

I really wanted to ask you if you knew it was okay to hold a girl's hand in person, but seeing you with your head up, deep in thought, looking like everything had happened, I just couldn't bring myself to ask.

I realized what was happening, looked up, and saw the boy standing at the window across the street.

It was a text message from Jiang Ye.

When you arrived at Jiang Ye's door and saw Nan Zhi in Jiang Ye's room, you were startled.

Jiang Ye went upstairs and just then saw Nan Zhi retreating.

Jiang Ye spoke, and kept pulling my hand as we went down to the seventh floor.

Nan's mother was busy making a phone call, but she didn't understand what Jiang Ye said, and instinctively replied with a bad answer.

Only the two of us remained outside the room, and Nanzhi felt that surreal feeling again.

Nanzhi squinted as she looked you over.

1. 7...

When Nanzhi's hand was grabbed again, she seemed to be frozen in place, her whole body stiff. I looked around and, seeing that someone was paying attention to us, I lowered my voice and asked, "What exactly does he want?"

But what did you say? Nan's mother had no recollection of it at all.

You only remembered that Tang Peng had spoken to you before you hung up the phone.

"It's usable, just throw it away."

The cleaning lady who works outside the house went to open the door.

"Stop being stubborn." Jiang Ye beckoned to me. "He didn't have anything, but Uncle Lin took the wrong thing. Come to your house and give it to him."

Just as he was about to take the eighth step, a somewhat impatient voice came from above, "He stands still, you step back and take it."

A few seconds later, cries of pain came from below.

You leaned against the windowsill, your gaze towards me full of smiles.

Right now, I want to stay outside and then turn around and leave.

"Yes or no?"

Nan's mother was on the phone in her room, knowing that Nan Zhi had arrived.

Nanzhi knew you weren't teasing me on purpose, so she turned to leave.

Nanzhi knew why she went along with your wishes and finished explaining the problem.

"That question was about free fall, and he did it like that..."

Jiang Ye clutched his stomach and smiled weakly at me, saying, "Nothing's wrong, Da Xin just bumped his stomach. It's okay if he comes back; you can bring it up for him."

Jiang Ye calmly let me look him over, and before I could react, he grabbed my hand and headed for the seventh floor.

As you spoke, you turned and walked into the room.

He could hear them talking and chatting inside even from the doorway.

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