Xihe raised her hand and rubbed his hair: "I'm fine."
Yan Zhuang subconsciously looked at Lu Hui, opened his mouth, and said, "Is he okay?"
He was lying on the bed sleeping like a dead pig, and there was no familiar, fearful, and friendly aura around him. It felt like he had become a completely different person in an instant.
Yan Zhuang frowned, not quite understanding.
Xihe gently stroked his eyebrows. In fact, if you look closely, you can still find the shadow of Liu Yu in him.
Including those before.
But she had never thought about it that way. She had always believed that some powerful being was walking in the human world and happened to meet her, and was chasing her by chance... But it turned out to be a question of which came first, the egg or the chicken.
After knowing who the other party was, Xihe's worries were instantly put to rest.
He was still the boy she was familiar with.
Xihe pulled the boy up and walked towards the door: "He's fine, let's go."
Yan Zhuang: ???
"This, is it okay?"
"Can."
"He's not angry?"
"If you're not angry, he won't be angry."
The door closed and the room became quiet again. The man on the bed turned over and slept peacefully.
When I get home at night,
Mother Qi quickly asked where Xihe was and where Lu Hui was.
Xihe ate some fruit and collapsed on the sofa: "I didn't do anything, just drank some coffee, and then I saw my boyfriend and left with him."
Qi’s mother: ???
With a look of shock: "You just left him like that?"
Xihe nodded. What else? Just lie there and sleep with three people under the same quilt?
Mother Qi: ...
I was left speechless by her actions.
She waved her hands and said weakly, "Okay, I don't care about you anymore. Just have a good relationship with your boyfriend."
If this happens a few more times, she won't be able to stay in the circle anymore and will be drowned in people's spit. Forget it, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, she just needs to live her own life well.
Time passes,
Soon the weather gradually turned cooler and autumn arrived.
That day, Xihe drove to Yanzhuang. As soon as he opened the door, he heard the other party's weak voice: "Teacher, we have been teaching for half an hour. Let's take a break. We need to combine work and rest. Rote learning is not enough."
The man's voice was extremely cold: "No, you can't leave get out of class until you finish this test."
The boy cried out in pain, but the teacher was so cold and ruthless that he even picked up a board, so he had no choice but to do the test paper quietly.
Xihe quietly closed the door and sat down on the sofa in the living room.
The layout is three bedrooms and one living room, and the decoration is the boy's favorite Gothic style. The leather sofa is soft, and Xihe lies on it leisurely, picking up a book to read.
Not long after Liu Yu left, she moved to a new house in Yanzhuang and also found a tutor.
Although his previous house of several hundred square meters could not compare with the house before, the boy was still very happy. He happily moved his things over and placed the clothes, shoes and watches sent by Xihe in a conspicuous place. Of course, he was not so happy about the teacher's presence.
"My grades are not good, what's the point of studying? I can just find a job at your brother's place."
The boy arranged everything clearly for himself.
Xihe naturally couldn't agree: "No, you must study hard."
Yan Zhuang frowned and started to dig up the past: "Are you thinking about that man? Are you treating me as a backup?"
Xihe gaped in amazement, his mouth hanging open. The young man, with a mournful face, recounted his various hardships. Finally, he said pitifully, "Since you're a spare tire, you shouldn't have such high expectations."
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