Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

Ji Feng, who had just finished taking a shower, picked up his phone and was stunned when he saw the message.

He carefully confirmed the person who sent the message.

warmth……

Ji Feng rubbed his chin in confusion, but his chin was not like the prickly stubble he used to have when he was thinking.

If it were an ordinary girl, Ji Feng would definitely reject her without even thinking about it.

But this is warmth!

Ji Feng didn't even know how to reply to her for a while.

"Tomorrow is Sunday? Hey, this scholar is almost stunned."

When Ji Feng was struggling with how to answer Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan had already come to the ATM to withdraw money.

She glanced at her phone from time to time, but she never got the news she was expecting.

Looking at the 7000 yuan on the ATM machine, Nuan Nuan was a little distracted for a moment.

She has a good sense of money, knows the difficulties at home, and understands the hard work of her mother.

But she actually has no idea about making money.

7000 yuan is undoubtedly a huge sum of money for her and her family at this time.

An amount of money that even her mother would probably be moved by.

Wen Nuan stood in front of the ATM in a daze until an impatient voice came from behind him.

"Hey, do you still want to take it? If not, leave quickly. I'm waiting for something to happen."

Didi! ~

Just at this time, QQ also sent news, and Nuan Nuan glanced at the phone.

It's from the monsoon.

"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

This answer made Nuan Nuan a little happy.

The message was very simple, and she had no intention of continuing to chat. Nuan Nuan was used to Ji Feng being like this, and she herself felt that this state was very good.

"Sorry." He turned around and apologized to the person behind him, and Nuan Nuan focused on the ATM numbers.

She first withdrew 2000, and after hesitating, she withdrew 1000.

Putting 3000 yuan into his schoolbag, Nuan Nuan was worried and simply put the schoolbag on his back.

She didn't have the kind of small backpack that other female classmates commonly used, so she had to carry her schoolbag everywhere she went.

When he returned home, Nuan Nuan took out 1000 from his own money and gave it to Wang Yaqin.

"Mom, this money is for you."

Seeing the 1000 yuan handed over by her daughter, Wang Yaqin obviously hesitated:

"Where did this money come from?"

“I gave Ji Feng extra classes for a fee, and during this period of time I gave him extra classes, and his grades improved a lot.

When the results of the final exam came out today, he paid me the tuition fees for this period. "

Warm and truthful answer.

Her answer made Wang Yaqin frown slightly:

"Ji Feng's tuition fee?"

"Yes, he has made a lot of progress this time. I will continue to give him tutoring. But don't worry, Mom, I will not fall behind in my studies. This time I am ranked first."

Wang Yaqin saw the warm expression in his eyes.

My daughter talks very little on weekdays, very little. Even when facing her mother, she can only say a few words at most.

Most of the time, she would not express her feelings and thoughts to her mother.

There is already an inexplicable gap between her and her daughter, and Wang Yaqin knows it very well.

She couldn't understand her daughter's thoughts and didn't know how to change them.

The gap between the two sides is getting deeper and deeper, and communication is becoming less and less.

The gap between their mother and daughter is no longer as simple as a parent and an adolescent daughter.

Long-term illness, control over her daughter, pressure from studies, and rejection from classmates.

And the most important point.

poor.

Wang Yaqin felt that a wall had been built in her daughter's heart, and this wall itself was meant to separate mother and daughter.

Wang Yaqin hopes to change, but has no choice.

Until that night, Monsoon appeared like a little gangster.

All things gradually changed.

My daughter's mood seems to be better.

Occasionally I talk a little more, especially when it comes to the monsoon.

My daughter, who usually never talks much, will explain some of her actions in very detail.

It seems that I am worried that I do not understand or misunderstand.

I don’t know if this explanation is for her mother, or for herself.

Wang Yaqin showed her mother's special smile:

"It turns out that this is student Ji Feng's tuition fee. Then you have to help him with his homework properly. After all, he paid the tuition fee."

"Mom, don't worry, I can do it, and I will definitely make a lot of money in the future, and you will definitely get better."

Wang Yaqin smiled and gently touched Nuan Nuan's forehead, but said nothing.

Nuan Nuan was a little tangled, and after a while he suddenly whispered:

"I'm going to the city to give him tutoring tomorrow, probably at the library. Mom, you also need to have a good rest."

"Okay, got it."

If she had to make up classes on weekends before, Nuan Nuan didn't need to take the initiative to mention it. The monsoon would come as normal, and she had no objection.

So this weekend tomorrow... is it a date?

The smile in Wang Yaqin's eyes grew stronger.

The conversation between mother and daughter eased their originally somewhat stiff relationship.

That night, everyone had a good dream.

They all yearn for a good future.

……

The next day, Dang Dang Dang!

There was a knock on the iron door, and Nuan Nuan, who had already changed his clothes, opened the door.

Ji Feng appeared at the door wearing a casual windbreaker.

Staring at the monsoon in front of him, his warm and fair face suddenly turned red, and then he felt a little at a loss.

People rely on their clothes, and today's monsoon... is a bit too handsome.

Not only the handsome face, but also the overall temperament, clothing, and the sense of relaxation, all make Wen Nuan a little at a loss for words.

I just bought this a while ago before the monsoon.

Long-term exercise has given him a figure like a clothes rack.

Coupled with the clothes of a person from two generations, and a little grooming, it is already the limit of the senior year of high school.

In order to keep his warm mood, Ji Feng almost always wears casual sports or even school uniforms.

They're all in school, so it doesn't matter.

He dressed up deliberately today because he paid enough attention to Wen Nuan's dinner date.

But now, it seems a bit self-defeating.

Nuan Nuan glanced at his school uniform.

In order to treat Ji Feng to dinner today, she specially left the blue school uniform.

Other than that, her only clothes are the work clothes her mother brought back, and some of her mother's old clothes.

So these clothes...are there any differences?

With her head lowered, Wen Nuan's breathing was a little heavy. She didn't know what she should say in front of Ji Feng.

But it seemed like no matter what she said, it made no sense.

At this moment, the warm feeling of inferiority almost overflowed.

She closed her eyes and suddenly wanted to close the door.

But Ji Feng moved faster than her, and the iron door clipped Ji Feng's palm with a "dong" sound.

Needless to say, the power of the iron door pinching one's hand was great. Ji Feng also lamented that it was a good thing that it was the palm of his hand instead of his fingers.

Nuan Nuan was shocked:

"Sorry……"

Ji Feng interrupted her directly:

"What? You agreed to treat me to dinner, but now you are backing out? You have paid so much tuition fees and you can't bear to do this?"

"I do not have."

Nuan Nuan lowered his head, his eyes still resting on Ji Feng's palm.

Her body suddenly tilted, and it was Ji Feng who grabbed her arm and pulled her out.

"If not, then leave. You can't escape today's meal."