Four rooms and one hall diary

——The teacher pressed you on the bed, are you angry?

Li Yajun didn't realize what Xiang Huai said just now, and after he understood, he ran away.

It's a pity that he was carried back like an old wet eagle catching a chicken before he jumped twice, "Yajun, what are you running for?"

"I can't drink coffee, teacher, please let me go—"

"...did I scare you?"

Li Yajun didn't care about putting on airs anymore, he rolled his eyes viciously - nonsense!I was so scared that my heartbeat was irregular!

Xiang Huai looked at him finally regaining his vitality, smiled lightly, and let go of his hand, "It's good like this, be happy, and tell me if there's anything that doesn't go your way, the teacher is listening."

"..." Li Yajun was silent for a moment—he wanted to find someone to vent his anger on, but the person in front of him absolutely couldn't say anything.

"You, it's just two words, awkward!" Xiang Huai pulled him upstairs with gentle but undeniable strength, "Look, we are so familiar, it's so boring for you to be so aggressive."

He opened the door to the teacher and invited the students into the house. At that moment, he suddenly felt emotional—it seemed that no one had visited his space for a long time. This scene of having one more person in the house made him feel a little fresh.

It's not that Xiang Huai doesn't have any friends, on the contrary, he has quite a lot of friends. However, when people get together and drink, they usually just go to the restaurant, and others don't bother to come to such a palm-sized place.

If there were two big men standing in the room, it would be a bit crowded, but Li Yajun was in the shape of a teenager, and he stood there refreshingly, not only was it not too crowded, but it made the place seem more substantial.

Li Yajun sat on a small sofa and looked around the house.

——To be honest, compared with his huge four-bedroom and one-living room, the difference is more than a thousand miles away. Whether it is the area layout or the decoration taste, it is clearly a cruel contrast between the monthly donors and the rich.

If it wasn't for what happened yesterday, Li Yajun would probably feel that it is normal for Xiang Huai to match this house - how much land can a teacher who has only worked for a few years afford?What's more, he is still a political teacher, and he doesn't have any extra money to get.But since Li Yajun knew that Xiang Huai had a father with a net worth of over [-] million, now that he looked at it again, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

To be honest, Li's father and Xiang's father were almost the same in strength before his death, but the treatment of their sons is indeed a little different.

Let’s talk about the most basic food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Although Li Yajun’s clothes are low-key, if you turn the neckline out, they are all real brand names; Xiang Huai is not so flamboyant. It feels like a stall, but the actual price is really a stall.It's just that he has a good figure, and the stalls are all dressed like famous brands.Li Yajun glanced at the coat he threw on the sofa, and silently came to the conclusion that it is false that people rely on clothes, and it is clear that clothes depend on people.

"Yajun, do you add milk or sugar to your coffee?" Xiang Huai's voice came from the kitchen, and Li Yajun said, "No, thank you."

Steaming coffee was placed on the table, and Xiang Huai sat next to him, and the two of them crowded the originally not spacious sofa to the brim.

"Let's talk." Xiang Huai took a sip of coffee and smacked his lips in satisfaction.

"……say what?"

"The reason for your abnormality."

Li Yajun wondered, am I abnormal?He obviously paid attention to keeping a distance from him, but who knew his eyes were so poisonous!

Xiang Huai took the lead and said, "Don't tell me that you have nothing wrong with you, it's better to be honest."

Li Yajun was speechless: "...my matter has nothing to do with you."

"It doesn't matter, you are my dear? Love?'s student!"

Mei Niang ignored the three words dear, "You have too many students, do you want to take care of each of them?"

Xiang Huai answered very simply: "That can't be done, you are not children."

"..."

"You, be good when you're lame," Teacher Xiang drank the coffee, and Li Yajun wondered why he didn't find it too hot... "Since you don't want to say it, then I'll say it first, In fact, the teacher has also encountered some troubles recently."

Li Yajun's face didn't change when he heard the words, but he secretly focused on pricking up his ears.

"—My parents came to see me yesterday."

His heart skipped a beat, he didn't understand why Xiang Huai started with this sentence, could it be that he already...

"My dad brought up the old story with me again, and wanted me to quit my job and go home," Xiang Huai leaned back helplessly, "I'm really not interested in doing business, and being a teacher is fine, but you guys who study economics, Those who study management are very suitable for starting a company.”

Li Yajun looked at Xiang Huai thoughtfully, for a moment he couldn't tell whether he had something to say.

"Actually, I can understand him too. After all, he is only my son..." Xiang Huai suddenly stopped at this point, "Oh, you don't know, but I actually have a younger brother."

As soon as this tantamount to breaking news came out, Li Yajun couldn't hold back immediately, he grabbed his pants nervously with his fingers, thinking in his heart how he should deal with him if he told the truth.

Xiang Huai continued: "That's my stepmother's child. I was kept in the dark because my dad never mentioned it, and my mother didn't mention the past. I thought she either had no children or had children with her. ex-husband, until one day, I saw her secretly calling."

The two were silent for a while, and finally Li Yajun couldn't help asking: "...What's next?" 701

Xiang Huai was very innocent: "If you keep silent for a long time, the teacher thinks you are not interested."

"..."

"Then I will continue to talk—my mother was wiping tears at the time, and I was about to go up to ask what was going on, but she laughed again, and I realized that it was tears of joy... She said: 'He was admitted to the university. Is it? That's good, that's good...'"

When Li Yajun heard this, he felt an inexplicable feeling—like being stabbed by something, but a certain part of his heart was rusted and the piercing was not penetrated.

"I was curious at the time, so I asked who made you so happy after being admitted to college, but my mother refused to say anything, probably because of difficulties..."

Just as Xiang Huai finished recalling, Li Yajun stood up abruptly, "...I have something to do, so I have to go back first."

"In such a hurry?" Xiang Huai said in amazement, "You don't think the teacher is annoying, do you?"

"How could it be?" Li Yajun avoided the other party's eyes, raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of subconscious sarcasm, "The story is very exciting, but unfortunately I don't have time to listen to it. Goodbye, teacher."

One day, Fang Yitong came to the cafeteria and told his aunt about the suspension of part-time work. The aunt expressed surprise, "Xiaotong, have you found another job?"

"Well, by the way, auntie, this is the 1000 yuan you gave me last time."

My aunt took the money and was even more astonished, "Where did you get so much money? Suddenly..."

"A few days ago, I participated in a singing competition and won No.2. This is a bonus." Fang Yitong grinned.

"Hey! Are you quite capable, kid?" The aunt patted him in surprise, "Really, he's getting more and more promising. If your father knows it, his eyes will disappear!"

Fang Yitong pulled the corner of his mouth and forced a smile, "...well, maybe."

Auntie's side was considered a rock, but there was still one thing that remained unsolved, which was the equipment lost by Ermao.

Fang Yitong returned home, asked the landlord to borrow a computer, opened the game and entered the account number, manipulated "a character name" to a corner of the market, sat down on the spot and typed a line of words - [Receive the sixth and other Tianjun Jinluyi, Tabo Boots, the best + defense + dodge + speed, some M me].On the World Channel, people often use the speakers to collect equipment, so Fang Yitong naturally learned a few words.In fact, his novice gift package also gave a few speakers, but it was inconvenient for him to shout loudly, after all, it would be hard to say something if someone from a gang saw it.

Except for the road of honking the horn, the market with people coming and going has become the only choice.

Speaking of which, the value of these two pieces of equipment is not low, but there are indeed a few players who want to make a move, but they open their mouths, and the asking price is lower than the other!Only then did Fang Yitong know that San'er is a rare and kind person. He sells more than 60 things, and others only ask for 10,000+.

Although it is a bit frustrating, but if you lose someone else's things, you can't just pay for it because it is expensive.Fortunately, he still has 2000 yuan on hand, so he can't afford it.

Besides, San'er was also hanging on the game to upgrade newcomers. Just as he was about to pour a glass of water to quench his thirst, he caught a glimpse of a striking pink private chat message in the lower left corner of the screen.

[Private Chat] Money Can't Buy You Happy: Boss, your brother is really generous!can not tell.

San'er recognized that this was a special trumpet for someone in the business, he frowned in surprise, and asked the other party: "Which buddy?"

[Private Chat] Money Can't Buy You Happy: Who else is there, the name of the character!Tsk tsk, that's amazing, I saw him collecting sixth-class full-attribute gold-thread clothes in the market, I remember you have one, boss, why don't you borrow it from your buddy?

San'er was shocked when she saw this sentence.

He quickly opened the friend list, and sure enough, he found that "a character's name" was on.

San'er said to him: "What are you buying equipment for?"

It is said that Fang Yitong had just negotiated with a seller to get the other party's equipment, but San'er's question suddenly jumped into his sight. He was shocked immediately, and he clicked to quit the game with a shake of his hand, leaving the confused seller cursing. : "Damn, are you playing with me?!"

San'er didn't expect Yitong to give him such a trick to go offline. He was stunned for two seconds, and rushed directly into the landlord's bedroom to pick him out under Li Yajun's astonished eyes, "Where are you running? I'm asking you something! "

— Not to mention that Fang Yitong is not interested in games at all, even if he is, he would not be able to buy such expensive equipment, did he take the wrong medicine or something?

"I, I'll just ask..." Fang Yitong was so frightened that he felt guilty and short of breath. He wondered in astonishment how San'er would know that he was collecting equipment. Did someone inform him? !

"Do you have the time to spare?" Comrade Jianzhong wrapped his arms around his arms and looked at him from head to toe, obviously saying - why did you suddenly become so generous?

Fang Yitong looked at the trouser legs of the tower-like man in front of him, his head almost fell to the floor, "It's really a random question..."

"Yo, I heard people say that you collect your equipment quite like that, the sixth-class gold-thread clothes, and you need all attributes..." At this point, San'er suddenly stopped.

——Why does this dress sound so similar to the one he lent to Fang Laoer?

Fang Yitong muttered: "I didn't plan to buy...well, I'll cook..."

"Wait!" San'er stopped him, "Yitong, tell me the truth, what are you buying the equipment for?"

...It's over, I can't hide it now.

So Fang Yitong recounted the incident in a low voice, Li Jianzhong didn't say anything after listening to it, but stared at him for a long time and choked out a word: "...ha!"

Fang Yitong was terrified and trembling at his hustling, and he didn't want to leave, so he had to apologize in the end: "Don't be angry, I taught Ermao a lesson, well, I will return the equipment... ah! "

Before he finished speaking, San'er suddenly landed on a tiger and pressed him on the soft sofa, "Fang Yitong, what do you mean?!"

The sheep who was called by his name viciously suddenly had a heartbeat, "No, no..."

"Nothing? In your eyes, I, Li Jianzhong, are such a fussy person?"

Fang Yitong suddenly raised his head and looked directly at him: "Of course not!"

——His clear eyes calmed San'er's somewhat angry mood.

It's amazing...

Li Jianzhong knew that his temper was a bit grumpy, but he couldn't show it in front of this person.

Fang Yitong's expression, eyes, and voice all contained the ability to calm his mind.

He and his body were tightly attached, and his hands were pressing on the other's distinct ribs.San'er was in a daze for a moment, and felt distressed for some reason.

Fang Yitong was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe, suddenly he felt his eyes go dark, and he was hugged into Li Jianzhong's arms!

"It's just two pieces of broken equipment. If you lose it, you lose it. Don't buy it, and I don't want it if you buy it. Do you know?"

Fang Yitong buried his head in his chest, wanted to nod but couldn't move, and finally a muffled voice came out: "...um."

San'er let go of him with a chuckle, "I scared you just now, I'm sorry."

"No, no," Fang Yitong heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and waved his hands again and again, "Then I'm going to cook, just wait for a while."

Li Jianzhong watched the back of him rushing into the kitchen, then spread out his hands, and then clenched them in a daze.

The other person's body temperature and touch still stayed in his hands, and because of the tight hug, Fang Yitong's slender body and protruding bones left a particularly strong feeling on him.San'er thought inappropriately: This kid doesn't look like a lot of meat, but he seems to be pretty good when hugged...?