Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Su Yiwen looked at Fan He's speechless expression and smiled smugly. He successfully got Tong Xiyuan's draft book, returned to the podium, sat down and read it carefully.

Although there were no questions on the draft, the range of exam examples that everyone could find was limited. After only looking at it for a while, Su Yiwen's mind gradually emerged with several questions he had done last night. He hurriedly took out a difficult problem he had copied from the textbook, and compared it with Tong Xiyuan's draft book to find the specific steps to solve the problem, and slowly studied it character by character.

Fan He was sitting by the window and noticed the surprise and admiration that Su Yiwen couldn't hide on his face. He silently turned the pencil in his hand and narrowed his eyes vigilantly.

This vigilance reached its peak after a day's work at school, when Tong Xiyuan came to pick him up on a bicycle but was interrupted by Su Yiwen holding a textbook.

Fan He's face darkened, and he asked Su Yiwen unkindly, "What do you want to do?"

Tong Xiyuan had just returned from town, and when he saw the protagonist approaching him, he hurriedly asked, "Are you looking for me?"

Su Yiwen moved aside as if to avoid suspicion, getting closer to Tong Xiyuan. He smiled and said, "Comrade Xiyuan, I have read your draft. Do you have time today? I don't understand a few questions and would like to ask you."

His eyes were glued to Tong Xiyuan and never moved away. The school gate was filled with children who had just finished school. Su Yiwen was afraid that the children would say something unpleasant, so he spoke very loudly about his purpose of asking Tong Xiyuan for advice.

Little did he know that this made Fan He frown even more.

"He's not available."

"Okay, I have a lot of time."

The two spoke almost at the same time. Fan He glanced at Tong Xiyuan with dissatisfaction, and asked like an unreasonable little wife: "Don't you use your time to accompany me?"

Tong Xiyuan glanced at Su Yiwen, then leaned in front of Fan He and whispered, "It's only half past five, it's still early."

He can't sleep until 10 o'clock every day, so wouldn't it be just right for him to spare some time to help the protagonist?

Fan He folded his arms, turned his face away, snorted lightly, and walked towards home.

Tong Xiyuan: “…”

[Ninth sister,] he looked at Fan He's angry back in disbelief, [He is becoming more and more like my wife now.]

999 has long been accustomed to it and said calmly: [It’s affected by the growing environment. ]

Your husband was raised as a girl, so how could he have a temper like a girl?

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment. Su Yiwen took a step back silently, holding the textbook, and said carefully to Tong Xiyuan: "I will leave after I finish asking the questions."

I will never disturb your love.

Tong Xiyuan said, "It's okay, let's go, we can have dinner at my house."

Su Yiwen hesitated for a moment, waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'll come find you after dinner."

Although he missed the taste of the lunch box that Tong Xiyuan sent him last time, it didn't mean that he would cause discord between the couple just for a bite of food.

A moment later, Tong Xiyuan returned home. Fan He, who was standing under the eaves of the corridor waiting for someone, glanced behind him calmly. When he didn't see any potential rival following him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He calmed himself down in an instant, and moved to Tong Xiyuan's side in two steps. He bit Tong Xiyuan's earlobe unceremoniously and said, "Don't get so close to him in the future."

Su Yiwen is a weak scholar who looks like a man who likes the same sex. His Yuanyuan is so good-looking and has a good temper. What if the other party falls in love with her and keeps pestering her?

Fan He thought darkly, if that was the case, he would just beat him secretly... No, it would be more appropriate to kill him and bury him, only the dead would not have a beating heart.

Tong Xiyuan couldn't agree to this. After thinking hard for a while, he asked Fan He, "You don't like studying, and you don't let Su Yiwen discuss problems with me. What if I can't get into college?"

Fan He frowned and said in a harsh voice: "Su Yiwen has to look at your draft before he can solve the problem. He is so stupid. You won't learn anything from communicating with him. It's better to communicate with me more."

The communication he said had completely different meanings from the communication Tong Xiyuan said. Tong Xiyuan pushed him and said seriously, "I'm cooking."

If we continue talking like this, we might not be able to have food to eat.

Seeing him change the subject, Fan He curled his lips and followed him to the kitchen, showing his red palm to Tong Xiyuan, "I just chopped wood, Yuanyuan, blow on it for me."

……

As the sky gradually darkened, a dazzling flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the silent sky, accompanied by deafening thunder, and heavy rain poured down without warning.

Tong Xiyuan was originally waiting for Su Yiwen to finish his meal to discuss and study, but was shocked by the thunder and suddenly thought of something. If nothing unexpected happened, the heavy rain occurred at the time when Su Yiwen was forced to stay at Li Li's house and their feelings became clear.

It seems that no one can be waited for.

Tong Xiyuan found an umbrella and planned to run to the yard to close the door. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the umbrella, a hand took it.

Fan He pushed his head back, which was almost wet by the rain, with a smile in his eyes, "I'll go turn it off."

This rain came at such a perfect time and was so heavy that it would have soaked Su Yiwen to death on the way.

He rushed into the rain with an umbrella in hand. Before closing the door, he glanced outside. There was no one else in the dark night. Only then did Fan He close the door with satisfaction and ran back into the house.

Tong Xiyuan took out a towel and wiped the raindrops that accidentally fell on his shoulders, and asked, "Is there no one outside?"

Even though he knew that the two protagonists would develop feelings for each other tonight, Tong Xiyuan was afraid that Su Yiwen's spirit of contract was too strong, so he came in the rain.

"No," Fan He held down his hand on his shoulder, bent down, picked up Tong Xiyuan and walked into the inner room, "I'm soaked, and Yuanyuan doesn't care about me, he only cares about others."

Tong Xiyuan touched the end of his dry hair with amusement, "Where did you get wet?"

Even the little bit of water on his shoulders was wiped away by him.

Fan He sniffed, "It's cold outside. I have a cold."

His voice was normal, so Tong Xiyuan didn't believe it. He poked his arm, whose muscle lines had become smoother recently, and said, "Put me down. I haven't studied yet today."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another loud thunder outside the window and the raindrops fell even more heavily.

Fan He glanced at the dark night without drawing the curtains, "I drew a few more pictures. We will learn this today."

When he mentioned painting, Tong Xiyuan remembered, "You haven't practiced calligraphy for three days."

I used to be able to write heaven and earth, but now I guess I can only write one, two, three, four, five.

Fan He currently felt that knowledge was useless to him. "I will write your name."

That was enough for him.

Tong Xiyuan pushed him away, "No, you have to learn."

Fan He looked into his determined eyes, his heart sank a little bit, and the emotions accumulated during the day also came back.

After a while, he asked, "Do you like educated people very much?"