As New Year's Day approached, everyone's minds were no longer on studying. Qian Cheng gestured for Ai Yu to sit closer and sat down next to her. "Ai Yu, where do you want to go for New Year's Day?"
"Ai Yu doesn't know."
Qian Cheng stroked his chin and thought for a moment: "Last National Day, we seemed to have visited all the fun places. We swam in the sea, climbed mountains, and even saw snow..."
Zhao Fugui yawned and stood up, looking at the two of them: "Master Qian, don't just play around."
Qian Cheng slammed his right fist into the palm of his left hand. "Got it, Ai Yu, I've wanted to teach you music before, and it just so happens that I have the time now. I know you did well in your music elective and have acquired a certain amount of theoretical knowledge, but you haven't tried it yet, right? Piano? Violin? Flute? Saxophone? Trumpet? Guitar? Bass?
What instrument do you like? I can learn any of them with you." Qian Cheng was self-aware and knew he couldn't be Ai Yu's music teacher. The music he played was just okay, not worthy of being performed by a master.
Ai Yu shook her head: "Ai Yu doesn't know."
Qian Cheng pondered for a moment, frowned slightly and said, "Then let's try them one by one. There will always be one you like." He raised an eyebrow at Ai Yu, "How about it?"
Ai Yu raised her lips slightly: "Okay."
Zhao Fugui stretched and sat down again, taking a sip of wolfberry water. "Qian Cheng, can I stay at your house for a few days on New Year's Day?"
Qian Cheng leaned forward and looked at Zhao Fugui: "What's wrong, Uncle Zhao?"
"Nothing, I just don't want to go home." Zhao Fugui held up his face and looked out the window boredly. "It's the same everywhere anyway, I might as well go to your house and be your young master for a few days."
Qian Cheng grinned and said, "Okay, my dad likes lively occasions. I'll ask Yun Qi and Qin Lan if they can come later."
"They probably won't come." Zhao Fugui waved his hand, "Then it's settled."
"Whether you come or not, I still have to ask." Qian Cheng stood up and walked towards Qin Lan and Yun Qi.
Zhao Fugui moved closer to Ai Yu and whispered, "Ai Yu, are the Qian Cheng family very rich?" Ai Yu's adoption by the Qian family was no secret in Class 10; everyone from the teachers to the classmates knew about it. Zhao Fugui only knew that the Qian family was wealthy, but he didn't know exactly how rich they were.
Ai Yu tilted his head, thought for a moment, and replied, "In short, he's just very rich."
Zhao Fugui: ...
Ai Yu's expression was very serious, leaving Zhao Fugui somewhat bewildered: "Is there no specific number?"
Ai Yu shook her head: "No."
Zhao Fugui placed his hand on the thermos cup, supporting his face, and looked at Ai Yu: "Sometimes I envy you so much, you know?"
"Um?"
Zhao Fugui chuckled: "Just talking about meeting Qian Cheng, you are very lucky."
Ai Yu didn't understand what Zhao Fugui meant: "I'm just unlucky."
Zhao Fugui held his forehead with his hand helplessly: "If you are unlucky, then I can just reincarnate." He raised his other palm and showed it to Ai Yu: "Look, am I obviously anemic?"
Ai Yu responded.
"You don't know what my Sariel is yet, do you?"
"Um."
Zhao Fugui raised his hand, bit his fingertip, and squeezed out a few drops of blood. With a thought, he transformed those drops of blood into a rose, which he held between his fingers and handed to Ai Yu: "Blood manipulation technique, this is my Sariel."
It was the first time Ai Yu had seen this kind of sariel: "Wow..."
Only Ai Yu could express such emotion without any expression.
Zhao Fugui smiled, his pale face showing a hint of warmth. "Ai Yu, I like you very much. It's not the kind of love between men and women, but rather, a spiritual admiration and love. Of course, I also understand that you won't understand what I'm saying. I've heard that you seem to have autism."
He pinned the blood rose on Ai Yu's ear and said, "I'm sure the teachers are very satisfied with you. You're well-behaved and obedient, and there aren't any strange side effects. But I want to say, sometimes, you have to think more about yourself. What do you want?"
Ai Yu didn't quite understand what Zhao Fugui was saying, nor did she understand why he suddenly said that: "Hmm?"
Zhao Fugui poked Ai Yu's face with his fingertips and smiled: "You are just a little silly, everything else is good."
"Um."
Suddenly, a man appeared behind Zhao Fugui, locked his neck, and pulled him back, gritting his teeth and saying, "Uncle Zhao, Sariel is not for picking up girls!" Qian Cheng's wrist tightened, "She's only sixteen years old, sixteen years old! You're breaking the law, do you know that?"
Zhao Fugui felt helpless: "With my current condition, how could I dare to pursue Ai Yu? You're overthinking it. I just said some personal words to Ai Yu." As he was talking, he felt sleepy again and fell asleep in Qian Cheng's arms.
Qian Cheng: ...
Qian Cheng placed Zhao Fugui on the table and looked at Ai Yu: "Ai Yu, you must be careful of all men except me, my father and Teacher Li. Everyone!"
Ai Yu nodded: "Yeah."
Qian Cheng looked at the blood flower, it was glaring no matter how he looked at it, and snorted, "You said you didn't like it, but all I gave you were roses."
Ai Yu took the blood flower and stared at it blankly: "It's quite beautiful."
Qian Cheng: ...
"It's not good-looking! It's lost!"
Ai Yu didn't give Qian Cheng a chance. She carefully protected the blood flower and firmly shook her head to reject Qian Cheng's move: "I won't give it to you."
"It's lost, it's almost lost!" Even though he was his roommate, Qian Cheng couldn't accept it. Zhao Fugui just slept every day and still wanted to pick up girls. Really!
"No."
"What are you not giving me?" Zhao Liu'er noticed the situation and walked over. She looked at the bloodstain in Ai Yu's hand and felt strange. "Ai Yu, where did you get this? It's really pretty, but shouldn't leaves be green?"
"Zhao Liu'er, throw away that blood flower!"
"Snowflakes? These are not snowflakes." Zhao Liuer asked in confusion.
As the three of them were at a stalemate, Li Yuzhen walked in and coughed lightly, "It's time for evening study. Go back to your seats." His eyes fell on the bloodstain in Ai Yu's hand, and he frowned slightly, "Ai Yu, come down."
Ai Yu tucked the blood flower behind her ear and walked obediently to stand beside Li Yuzhen: "Teacher."
Li Yuzhen pointed at the flower and asked, "Where did it come from?"
Ai Yu pointed at Zhao Fugui, and Li Yuzhen understood.
"Xiao Se, wake up Zhao Fugui."
Li Yuzhen gave the order, and Xiao Se started filming very quickly. Zhao Fugui had just fallen asleep when he was forced to start filming. He looked around blankly and was called to the podium by Li Yuzhen.
On Li Yuzhen's left and right stood the two parties involved: "Zhao Fugui, that's not how Sariel is used."
Zhao Fugui took a step back: "No, teacher, you think too much."
"You are an adult, but Ai Yu is still young. You can't lead a minor astray and delay the girl's development."
Zhao Fugui was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "No, teacher, you really think too much. Things are not what you think."
Li Yuzhen had an expression that said, "Do you think I believe it?"
In the end, Zhao Fugui wrote a two thousand-word self-criticism, and the matter was finally over.
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