Jian Fanyu is very good at focusing on the key points in his lectures. He can divide a knowledge point into several parts, and each part lists at least three detailed examples, just crushing the original complicated things into Ruan Miao's mind bit by bit. Even an idiot should understand.

Ruan Miao's admiration for him has reached a new level. He simply doesn't understand how there are people like Jian Fanyu in the world. The knowledge that requires him to think about it day and night and study hard to understand it is like one plus one in Jian Fanyu's hands. Simple, as expected, there is still a gap between geniuses and mortals.

"What are you thinking?" Jian Fanyu found that Ruan Miao's eyes were a little dull after explaining a question to him, so he raised his hand and tapped his forehead with a pen: "Don't be distracted."

Ruan Miao came back to her senses, nodded and said, "I remember it all! Just now I was thinking, you are so smart, if you want to be a teacher, you will definitely be able to teach students well."

"Teacher?" Jian Fanyu repeated unconsciously, then shook his head and said, "I can't be a teacher."

At this moment, the waiter finally brought up the two cups of coffee that he had just made. Ruan Miao handed a cup to Jian Fanyu, and asked in puzzlement, "Why? Don't you like the profession of a teacher?"

"No." Jian Fanyu lowered his head and slowly stirred the coffee in the cup with a stirring spoon, lowered his head and took a sip, "I don't have the patience to teach anyone."

Ruan Miao thought he was too modest, "But you are very kind and patient with me."

Jian Fan cast a meaningful glance at him, and replied with a chuckle, "Yeah, it's really strange."

"Probably because you are smart and don't need me to worry about it."

Embarrassed by his praise, Ruan Miao lowered his head and tried to cover it up by drinking coffee, but when he took the first sip, he was hit by the bitter taste in his mouth and almost spit it out. Staring at the teacup in his hand in shock, he asked in disbelief, "Why is this so bitter!?"

"Is it bitter?" Jian Fanyu took another sip by himself, "Maybe you are not used to this American black coffee, I'll ask someone to add some milk for you."

Ruan Miao nodded hurriedly, "More sugar! Lots of sugar!"

Jian Fanyu asked someone to bring milk again, watched Ruan Miao add three spoonfuls of sugar in one go, couldn't help frowning and asked him helplessly: "Can you drink it like this?"

"Whether it tastes good or not, as long as it's not bitter." Ruan Miao added another spoonful of sugar before stopping, "I can't eat bitter things. I can't eat a bite. When I was sick, my father didn't know where to ask The folk prescription that came here said it could cure diseases, so I took traditional Chinese medicine every day and gave it to me to drink, that smell..." Thinking of this, Ruan Miao felt that the bitter and crushing taste still remained in her throat.

"I vomited at the first sip." Ruan Miao felt concerned, "It is said that there are all kinds of strange things in the prescription, as well as bat feces..."

Jian Fanyu also became disgusted, "Why do you want to eat such a strange thing?"

"It's a dead horse as a living horse doctor." Ruan Miao sighed, "At that time, all the hospital experts basically said that I couldn't get better, so my father started to ask people to find old Chinese doctors to find a way, as long as it can help a little bit. Yes, he will try it for as much money as he spends."

"Actually, many of those folk remedies are simply deceitful, but you know, when people are desperate, they want to try it even if they know it's fake, just thinking about it as a fluke, what if?"

Thinking of these things, Ruan Miao's eyes turned red again: "So later on, my father became superstitious. He was a well-known atheist when he was young, and he didn't even bother to enter the Guanyin Temple. I look for the so-called master to change my life every day, and he has visited most of the famous temples in China, and he has asked for any religion."

Jian Fanyu calmly looked at Ruan Miao, who had red eyes but still pretended to be strong, gently patted his head, and asked him gently: "Then do you miss home?"

"think."

Ruan Miao originally wanted to nod calmly, but when he met Jian Fanyu's deep and gentle eyes, he suddenly couldn't hold back, and shed tears in front of outsiders for the first time.

He hurriedly took out a tissue from the box on the table to wipe away his tears, concealing his inner fragility.In the end, Jian Fanyu pulled his hand off and wiped his tears with his own fingers, "There's nothing shameful about crying, just cry if you want to cry in front of me."

"Besides, haven't I been weak in front of you too?"

Ruan Miao wiped away tears while holding her face in his hands, staring blankly at him for a long time, "You seem to be different from before."

"Huh?" Jian Fanyu carefully and patiently wiped away the tears from the corners of Ruan Miao's eyes. He didn't understand Ruan Miao's words: "What did you say?"

Ruan Miao muttered, "You are like the Jian Fanyu I saw again."

Ever since he crossed over to the present, the image of Jian Fanyu in front of him was so different from the one in the book that he once thought he had turned black.But since last night, Jian Fanyu seems to have suddenly changed back to the person in the book.

Gentle, calm, tolerant, kind.

They are all qualities that Ruan Miao likes, and they are also the reason why he loved Jian Fanyu in the first place.

Jian Fanyu listened to his babble, pursed her lips and chuckled for a while, and then asked him in a low voice, "Then do you think I'm okay?"

"Of course." Ruan Miao nodded subconsciously, "You are such a good person, you shouldn't change yourself for that scumbag Yan Yang, and do your best."

Jian Fanyu smiled more gently, "If you like it, then I won't change."

Ruan Miao felt that there was something wrong with this, "Why should I like it? It should be you who like it."

"En." Jian Fanyu nodded, picked up the cup and took another sip.

In fact, pure black coffee without sugar is indeed bitter, but Jian Fanyu is used to it, and his taste buds have long been used to this bitter taste, even if it is bitterer, he can swallow it without changing his face, and pretends not to care on the surface.

Disguise is his best skill.

What Ruan Miao has to face is not Jian Fanyu from Shi, but another person who has returned from rebirth and has a more profound city background. In front of him, Ruan Miao, who is too simple, will not be an opponent at all.

"Can you tell me about your past?" Jian Fanyu asked casually, "I'm a little curious."

Ruan Miao felt that there was nothing to say, so she really told Jian Fanyu about her past, and Jian Fanyu listened quietly.

As he expected, Ruan Miao was indeed a child who was overprotected and spoiled by his family since he was a child. His growth path was somewhat similar to that of Yan Yang. With the confidence that came out, even if he was thrown into the quagmire, he could still shine brightly.

However, most of the people raised by their families in this way will have many personality defects, such as Yan Yang, who is too conniving, and instead loses the ability to empathize with others, and only lives in his own world.Or it may become willful and arrogant, the desire will be infinitely magnified, and it will grow into an insatiable glutton.

But he didn't find any resemblance to Ruan Miao. His character retained the best side, and the side effects of spoiling didn't seem to leave any traces on him.

With similar childhood experiences, Yan Yang and Ruan Miao have grown up to be completely opposite types. Yan Yang ignores the pain of others, while Ruan Miao can keenly perceive the sadness of others.

Therefore, Ruan Miao may really be a different kind in a sense.

"Your parents taught you very well." Jian Fanyu sighed sincerely, "The hard work they poured into you will eventually make you grow into a person worthy of their pride."

Ruan Miao was taken aback, "Many people say that."

"However, my parents and elder brother are really remarkable people. With them around, I can't lose their face."

Jian Fanyu understood that Ruan Miao didn't understand what he meant at all, but he didn't intend to correct him, so he lowered his head and continued drinking coffee.

They stayed in the coffee shop until the sun was about to set before packing up and leaving. Ruan Miao had a fruitful trip out, and the problems she had when she came were basically solved, and she was in such a good mood that she couldn't help humming.

Jian Fanyu listened for a while, and endured it again and again.

Good little angel, how can singing be so ugly?As long as there is a word in the tone, it will not be like this.

The two were walking on the side of the road, and Ruan Miao saw his favorite milk tea shop, and excitedly asked Jian Fanyu to wait for him at the same place, and ran to buy it by himself, while Jian Fanyu stood waiting under the bare sycamore tree by the roadside.

He was already good-looking, and he was alone on the side of the road in the winter evening, attracting passers-by who couldn't help but look at him more. The timid ones would hide together and discuss at most, while the brave ones would come up directly to strike up a conversation. up.

Jian Fanyu was used to this kind of daily life of being surrounded by people, and skillfully dismissed several men and women who wanted to use WeChat, feeling a little irritable, and turned to look at Ruan Miao who was still in line.

Forget it, wait if he likes it.

He leaned against the tree trunk with his chest folded in thought, not noticing that there was a person standing in front of him.

"roll."

Without raising her head, Jian Fanyu spoke out a word coldly.

"Ah Yu." Yan Yang looked at him quietly, "Can we have a good talk? Just once."

Jian Fanyu was very familiar with his voice, he raised his head expressionlessly, and faced the boy in front of him.

Sometimes he also feels that love is really unpredictable. Yan Yang was once the person he wanted at all costs. For him, he did not hesitate to destroy himself and everyone else. Just so he can turn back.

But looking back on such a hot and strong feeling, it seems that hundreds of years have passed. Now he can't recall the original feeling to Yan Yang at all, and he doesn't even understand why he has feelings for him. He is obviously the kind of talent he hates the most. right.

It can be seen that love is the most fake thing, and when you don't love, it is worse than nothing.

"There's nothing to talk about." Jian Fanyu was extremely indifferent to him, and he was not alone when he was facing Ruan Miao, "Get out before I don't disgust you."

The expression on Yan Yang's face collapsed, he couldn't face that his bamboo horse would say such words to him, standing by the roadside in the winter evening, he couldn't help crying, because he really didn't know what to do.

When Ruan Miao came back with two cups of milk tea in her arms, she saw Yan Yang crying to Jian Fanyu, who was indifferent.

He walked over and handed a cup of milk tea to Jian Fanyu, and asked hesitantly, "What's wrong with him?"

"It's okay." Jian Fanyu tightened Ruan Miao's somewhat loose scarf, took his hand and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Yan Yang.

Ruan Miao looked back at Yan Yang, there were still undried tears in Yan Yang's eyes, which made him very guilty, and always felt like a mistress.

"Give Ayu back to me, okay?"

Ruan Miao: "Huh?"

Which one is this?

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