Four rooms and one hall diary

It was close to 12:30 when Li Yajun came out of the classroom. At this time, the students of the attached middle school were also leaving school one after another. In the crowd, he saw Li Laosan who had an outstanding altitude at a glance, so he called out loudly: "Saner!"

Li Jianzhong turned his head and saw the landlord walking quickly, grinning and waving his hands: "Hey, Mei Niang!"

Li Yajun staggered and looked around vigilantly, making sure that no one had noticed the appalling address, and then punched Li Jianzhong's sturdy back unceremoniously, "Stop asking me to charge you double the rent!"

"Do you blame Brother? When Brother first met you, you were called Meiniang."

Li Yajun was furious, he stretched out his hand to cover Li Laosan's big mouth full of mourning, San'er easily grabbed his paw, and laughed lewdly: "Meiniang, what are you doing?" , Do you think my quality is bad or my physical strength is not strong?"

The landlord burst into tears. As soon as he ran to the school gate, he saw a guy who looked like an old man discussing something with a worker in the electrical maintenance department across the road.

As Xiang Huai talked, his body naturally turned slightly to this side, and Li Yajun subconsciously took a step back, as if he didn't want to be seen by him.

...Hide, can't afford to provoke or hide?

Li Jianzhong looked from a distance: "Hey, isn't that your class teacher?"

"Well, let's bypass him, or he will come to eat."

San'er looked at him like a T: "Isn't it, you are so stingy? He is your teacher."

"It's not a matter of being stingy or not—" Li Yajun stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, and suddenly thought of the damn coffee house.

To be honest, Xiang Huai was good at making coffee, so Meiniang struggled with the awkwardness and the task for a while, and finally made a decision that he regretted immediately.

Li Yajun put on a painful expression, patted Li Jianzhong's shoulder solemnly and said: "San'er, you are right, I am indeed too stingy, this is a disease, and it needs to be cured."

The two crossed the road, and Li Yajun came straight to Xiang Huai, thinking that if you want something from others, you should have a correct attitude, so he pulled a smile that was uglier than crying, "Hello at noon, Teacher Xiang!"

Xiang Huai didn't know what he was arguing with the worker, he looked a bit embarrassed, and with the people around him coming and going, he didn't hear Li Yajun's greeting for a while.

The two couldn't help being curious, so they moved closer.Worker A looked contemptuously and said: "Sir, I didn't mean you, this air conditioner is really old, it should be replaced!"

Worker B nodded in agreement: "It's better to just buy a new one if you replace all the parts in it! We have it in our store, why don't you come in and pick it out?"

It was only then that Li Yajun noticed that there was a cardboard box lying beside Xiang Huai, with a corner of the air conditioner protruding from it, and the yellowish color did look like it had been around for a while.

Xiang Huai was still wearing a white shirt and suit trousers, obviously he had the temperament of a son-in-law, but he was willing to stand on the street and grind his mouth with two workers for a broken machine... Li Yajun looked at it, and gradually he didn't know what it was like.

As far as brothers are concerned, there is no affection between them; but if they were teachers and students, Xiang Huai has done a lot for him.Li Yajun is not an unreasonable person, some things can be figured out after thinking about them.What's more, Xiang Huai never took anything away from him. His mother obviously left him voluntarily and voluntarily distributed her mother's love to her stepson. Could it be that Xiang Huai wanted to treat her stepmother coldly?

——Li Yajun was enlightened in an instant, and realized that he was subconsciously blaming his teacher.He immediately felt that Xiang Huai had been wronged, and he even felt a little distressed.

I saw that the one surnamed Xiang still didn't give up, "Master, you haven't looked carefully at this before you conclude that you can't repair it?"

"I'm talking about you, how many machines have been used in our hands? You can tell at a glance whether they can be repaired! It's just a thousand dollars. I advise you to buy new ones!" The worker waved his hand impatiently. , turned around and entered the shop.

Xiang Huai kicked the box helplessly, sighed, picked up the air conditioner and planned to go home.

As soon as he looked up, he unexpectedly saw classmate Li Yajun.

"...Yajun?" The other party seemed to be staring at him for a long time, and Xiang Huai called him in a little astonishment.

Li Yajun came back to his senses and smiled, "Teacher, what are you doing here?"

"Fix the air conditioner," Xiang Huai readily admitted, "It's a pity they won't fix it, saying it's too old, so let me buy a new one."

San'er said quickly: "Buy it, it's not expensive."

Although Li Yajun disagreed, he agreed in his heart.But Xiang Huai, the rich second generation, seemed to be very distressed, "Buy a new one, uh, think about it, teacher... Hey, you guys hurry home and eat, I should go too."

As soon as he turned around with the box in his arms, Li Yajun suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve, "Teacher Xiang, go to my house to eat."

Xiang Huai quickly turned back, his face was mixed with surprise and joy, intertwined into a subtle expression: "Yajun, you are such a good boy, the teacher is waiting for your words!"

"..." Li Yajun was silent for a while, feeling that he was an idiot who felt sorry for this stingy and cheeky man.

At the side entrance of Jianghua Apartment.

Fang Yitong got off Tang Yue's car, thanked him, and hurried home to cook.Tang Yue took the lead to stop him: "Xiao Fang, do you have time tonight?"

Fang Yitong was stunned for a moment, and said, "No."

Tang Yue stopped smoking and raised his eyebrows.

Normally when he asked someone if they were free, the other person would find time to come no matter how busy they were, but this kid was... honestly tight.

"Have a date tonight?"

"No... I'm going to a training class."

"Learn what?"

Fang Yitong lowered his voice, "English, computer."

It was rare for Tang Yue to be speechless. He was not a talkative person in the first place, but he didn't know how to deal with such a... special young man.

Fang Yitong took out his PHS to check the time, "Sorry, Mr. Tang, I still have something to do at home..."

Tang Yue nodded, "Well, let's go."

...Forget it, it's interesting to win this kind of person slowly step by step. If he touches his bottom line now, I'm afraid he can run faster than anyone else.

I always feel that I haven't encountered such a challenging thing for a long time.

Tang Yue started the car, there was a sharp flash in his eyes, and then he smiled with determination.

Fang Yitong returned to 7-01, and it wasn't long before the delicious three dishes and one soup were ready. The two cohabitants stepped on the door and walked in, followed by Teacher Xiang, whom he hadn't seen for a while.

"Hey, there is a burst of fragrance when you come in." Xiang Huai satisfactorily pushed the broken air conditioner to the corner, "I'm sorry to bother you again."

Master Fang saw that the university teachers were very kind, and his expression seemed to be looking at the hope of the future of the motherland: "No, I just received a call from Xiao Xiao. He said that he would not go home for lunch because he had something to do, and I was worried about leftovers..."

Li Yajun snorted, "Teacher, if you really feel embarrassed, can you please act a little embarrassed?"

Xiang Huaisu put up a straight and handsome face, "Yajun, since the teacher has seen you all over, then everyone is our own, so why be polite."

"...!!"

"You kid, why do you look like I took advantage of you? This really makes the teacher feel a little guilty."

"Xiang Huai..."

"I'm here."

"Kill you……"

San'er interrupted coolly: "Comrades, it's time to eat."

What should the four of them do when they are full? Naturally, Li Yajun did not forget the main purpose, turned his eyes to Huai and said: "Teacher, the coffee you made last time was good."

Xiang Huai is not modest: "Yes."

"Teach me."

"Ok?"

"I said, I proposed to open a coffee shop during the culture month of our class," he said with a sincere self-contempt. "As a result, they think instant coffee is tasteless, so they want to drink freshly ground coffee..."

Xiang Huai was about to agree when he heard the words, but stopped when the words were about to come out.

He casually knocked on the armrest of the sofa, and thought about it: "This is not easy to learn. Besides, the taste of coffee is also closely related to the raw materials. What kind of coffee beans do you plan to use?"

"You used it well last time."

Xiang Huai rubbed his hair, "You boy, do you know how much a cup of coffee the teacher treats you to? Do you want your class to go bankrupt?"

Li Yajun suddenly felt that one head and two were bigger, and he regretted the brain-dead proposal that should be thrown into the latrine, and at the same time hated the brain-dead squad leader and the brain-dead group secretary who passed the proposal.

"Cultural Month will open in two weeks. Since you are the organizer, I have no reason not to help you. In this way, you don't have a coffee machine at home. From this afternoon, come to my house every day, and the teacher will teach you hand in hand."

I don't know why, Xiang Huai Mingming was smiling, but Li Yajun felt that his head was cold and his feet were cold when he laughed, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse...

"... Then, please trouble the teacher."

"It's a trivial matter, you don't need to be polite," Xiang Huai pushed his glasses, and a star of white light flashed across the lenses, "Then the teacher will go to lunch break first."

"En." Li Yajun replied, and then he saw Xiang Huai standing up, walking a dozen steps forward, turning left, and walking a dozen steps forward - the target location: the landlord's bedroom!

"—Wait, stop!" Meiniang's face turned pale, and she rushed over frantically!

Xiang Laoshi was unmoved, and his pace did not slow down, "Your home is close to the school, so it's not worthwhile for the teacher to go back again." Yan Bi unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a slightly muscular chest, "Thank you .”

Li Yajun turned around without tears, "...then I'll sleep on the sofa."

"Don't," Xiang Huai grabbed his wrist, "You little boy, why do you like to alienate others so much, come here!"

Li Yajun only felt dizzy, and when he regained his senses, he found that he was already lying beside the teacher. The distance between the two of them was less than half a meter on the huge bed, and each other's breathing could be heard clearly.

He couldn't help being stunned, his face burned for no reason.

Li Yajun was taken care of by a nanny when he was a child, and Li Yajun didn't even sleep with his parents.Lying with a teacher he was on good terms with at the moment, he felt a little... no, very nervous.In addition, the other party was actually his brother in name, even though Xiang Huai didn't know it, Li Yajun still experienced something called "family affection".

I don't know if it's an illusion, but his heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and his limbs are also numb and stiff. The situation is really not good.So, in order to cover up her guilty conscience, Mei Niang decided to have nothing to say, so she started with coffee nearby: "Well, the coffee you drink is so expensive, why don't you want to buy a new air conditioner?"

"If I say I have no money, do you believe it?" Xiang Huai's tone was flat, unable to tell whether it was the truth or a joke.

"Then your home..."

"You... I am so old, how can I ask my family for money?"

"But you are a university teacher, so you can't afford an air conditioner with your salary?"

Xiang Huai was silent this time, he closed his eyes as if he was remembering something.After an unknown amount of time, Li Yajun heard his leisurely voice: "Yajun, do you still remember the girl who came to look for me last time?"

"……Well."

"She's my ex-girlfriend."

A soft sentence blows into Li Yajun's mind like a cold winter wind.In a trance, he recalled a certain diary full of love and longing, and then a deep voice came from a distant place—we had only been separated for half a year, and she left...

Xiang Huai took a slow and deep breath, "Oh... that girl was not kind, she gave birth to a child for an irresponsible man two years ago, now she is an orphan and widow, life is hard, she comes from a scholarly family , how could the family allow her to do such a thing, she has long since denied this daughter...so, last time she came to me for help..."

Having said that, Li Yajun can probably predict what happened next—the ex-boyfriend couldn't see the suffering of his ex-lover, and generously donated money to help the poor mother and son tide over the difficulties.

Although the teacher taught us to be helpful and not expecting anything in return, although this is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation...

Although it is natural for him to help the woman he once loved...

Mei Niang pursed her lips, even though she tried her best to control it, she still felt extremely uncomfortable.

Then, he heard his own slightly sarcastic voice——

"Teacher Xiang is really a bodhisattva, and the students have learned."

"Buddha?"

Xiang Huai turned his head and looked at Li Yajun amusedly, "You should say that the teacher is a Buddha and the Bodhisattva is a woman."

The corner of Li Yajun's mouth twitched, and he decided to take a nap and ignore him.

"But it's not all about the Buddha. She issued an IOU, and she will have to pay back the money in the future," Xiang Huai continued, rubbing his chin. "The one thing that the teacher is kinder than the bank is that he doesn't charge interest."

Li Yajun's unhappiness was instantly dispelled by a word that was calm and breezy.

"What? Do you think I'm too cruel?" Xiang Huai suddenly moved over and asked him seriously.

Li Yajun shook his head, his hair rustled slightly on the pillow, "I don't think this is the best way, if you don't have that meaning, just clarify, don't leave any thoughts for the other party."

Xiang Huai looked at him for a while, thoughtfully: "What you said is like someone betrayed you."

Li Yajun imitated his tone, deeply distressed: "If I say that the person who betrayed me is my own mother, do you believe it or not?...Okay, go to sleep, there are classes in the afternoon."

He turned his back to Xiang Huai and remained silent.

Xiang Huai looked at the student's slender back, and something flashed through his mind. When he wanted to catch it, he couldn't find a clue.