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It was already too late when Ji Yanli rushed up, the ground was covered with wildly curled dead leaves, the man fell to the ground with his legs hugged and his neck raised, howling, his left knee was twisted at a completely anti-joint angle, making his scalp numb. And Xi Ye was bleeding from his head, and he grabbed the man by the collar and hit the ground fiercely, making a dull sound.

"Xi Ye!!" Ji Yanli yelled, rushing up to try to drag him up, only to see blood trickling down from between his forehead and hair, and his dark eyes were mercilessly blood-colored, showing a fierce look, which made people feel scared.

The pointing and commenting of the surrounding people let Ji Yanli know the general process of the matter.

At that time, Xi Ye was still taking the baby for a walk, but the man on the opposite side walked towards him with a pitbull. The big dog was not on a leash, and the baby was running around sniffing around. Somehow, he provoked the pitbull, and the pitbull turned out to be like playing. Yes, as soon as he turned his head, he bit the baby's front leg, and the baby screamed and fell to the ground struggling desperately, the white hair was messy and bloody.

Xi Ye rushed over like crazy, picked up the boulder by the lake and injured the Pitbull, and rescued the baby. At the same time, his leg was bitten through by the crazy dog. Ye Ye rushed forward again and broke the man's leg.

Ji Yanli was anxious and angry, turned around and shouted at passers-by: "Call 120! What are you doing in a daze?!"

He lowered his head and took a closer look. Xi Ye was not only wounded on his head, but the entire trousers leg was bitten off. He couldn't see how deep the wound was. Blood was pouring out from under the black trousers. A strong smell of blood came to his nostrils, and cold sweat mixed with blood on his forehead. Even so, he didn't say a word, his little hands still grabbed the man's collar tightly, and the man completely lost his fighting spirit, collapsed limply on the ground and howled in pain.

With a buzzing sound in Ji Yanli's head, he pushed Xi Ye's hand away and pulled him up vigorously. All his hands touched was warm and viscous liquid. Looking at his almost numb and cold face, his voice was trembling: "Xi Ye, are you okay? Do you hurt? How did you hit someone?"

Xi Ye's black pupils slowly focused on Ji Yanli's face, seeing worry, distress, and blame.

Xi Ye slammed his hand away, staggered to stand upright, gritted his teeth and stuck his neck, saying, "His dog bit Baby's leg, and I broke his leg! What's wrong!"

Ji Yanli was stunned by his overlord logic for a moment, he subconsciously reached out to help Xi Ye, and said: "A dog is a dog, and a person is a person. No matter how wrong his dog is, you can't beat him."

Xi Ye's eyes instantly turned cold.

The setting sun fell into the horizon, and the last afterglow quickly faded away. At that moment, the darkness in his pupils spread silently, like the black reefs standing on the coastline for thousands of years.

The cold night wind howled through the two of them, like a transparent gap in the air.

Xi Ye looked at his outstretched hand, closed his eyes without saying a word, turned around limping, squatted down with difficulty, hugged the throbbing baby on the ground, lowered his head, and buried his head in the In the curled and fluttering white fluff, it coaxes very low.

As soon as the relationship between the two showed signs of improvement, they were immediately strangled in the cradle again, and this time Ji Yanli would not compromise, because no matter what he said, hitting someone was wrong, and Ji Yanli would not apologize for wrong things.

Later, Xi Chen compensated the man, and the baby was sent to the pet hospital to have his leg reattached. Xi Ye had been vaccinated against rabies, and the wound healed at an unbelievable speed. Within three days, Ji Yanli saw him walking around with his pocket in his pocket. Go, just like no one else.

But in the next month, Xi Ye never wanted to say a word to Ji Yanli again.

Ji Yanli was sitting on the sofa in the living room of Xi's house, and the baby didn't care about the past at all, holding its beloved carrot toy in its mouth, and lying obediently on Ji Yanli's lap, furry.

Ji Yanli was stroking the back of its head and feeding it small teething biscuits, wondering what to do with Xi Ye.

"Baby, help me persuade Xi Ye." Ji Yanli went to the doctor in a hurry, bowed his head to discuss with the dog, "You are also responsible for this matter, and Xi Ye will listen to you."

The baby turned his head sideways and bit his molars, his big innocent eyes were watery, dripping down onto the expensive leather sofa.

Ji Yanli was disappointed: "...Hey, you are also useless."

Ji Yanli was at a loss for what to do, and was in a hurry in the living room. He saw a picture of Xi Ye's mother Du Jin holding her childhood baby in the living room. Du Jin was wearing a red cheongsam. She was also wearing a pink jacket, which looked exquisite and cute.

Ji Yanli looked at Bao Bao thoughtfully, "Will Xi Ye be happy if I knit you a dress?"

Baby: "Wow!"

Ji Yanli is also very good at knitting sweaters, mainly learned from his mother Xie Anzhi. When she was with her in the ward in the cold winter months, she had nothing to do, so she sat and knit together, and knit a lot. With the settlement, it's good to save money.

How hard can it be to knit clothes for a dog, just two more holes for legs!Or crotch pants!

Ji Yanli did what he said, and the next day he brought a tape measure to measure the size of the baby, and then went home to find the leftover ball of yellow thread that Ji Yihe used to weave a scarf, rushed to work overnight, and knit a small sweater with a Pikachu hat in two nights. Small and cute, with black outline and lightning tail.

Ji Yanli carried the baby in new clothes to Xi Ye's door, knelt down and alternately scratched with his hands, signaling it to scratch the door quickly.

Baby had just dug a few times, Xi Ye opened the door, glanced at Ji Yanli who was smiling next to him, with a stern face about to close the door, and saw a yellow Pikachu wagging its head and tail, his hands stopped.

"What the hell is this?" Xi Ye said, his words were ruthless, but he wanted to laugh at the end of his words.

"Does it look good? I wove it." Ji Yanli said, expressing his opinion for the baby by the way, "I asked, and it likes it very much."

"It... likes a fart," Xi Ye couldn't help laughing twice, the corners of his mouth twitched, he picked up the baby, and while skillfully touching its head, he tilted his head and looked into its eyes and asked, "Do you like it? Really? Stupid? Ugly, clown dog."

The baby scratched his face even if he didn't understand, and pressed his paw on his nose presumptuously: "Wow!"

Xi Ye looked at Ji Yanli again, his eyes were complicated, his smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and after a while he asked, "Where did you learn how to knit sweaters?"

Ji Yanli didn't expect him to ask this: "I learned it from my mother."

Xi Ye didn't believe it: "Just poking with two needles?"

Ji Yanli sighed: "Do you know how much my country's individual handicraft industry has contributed to the country's GDP growth? Don't discriminate against the wisdom of the working people."

Xi Ye turned his head and walked in: "Can you mend sweaters?"

"what?"

Xi Ye didn't close the door, Ji Yanli followed him in, Xi Ye dragged the armchair over with one hand, stood up, rummaged through the box at the top of the bookshelf, and then took out a small piece of clothing that was torn into two pieces and threw it to Ji Yanli.

It has a pink body, milky white curling edges, and a small decorative pocket on the back. Although it is tattered, it has been washed clean.

Ji Yanli recognized it as the suit worn by the baby Du Jin was holding in the photo.

"Can this be mended?" Xi Ye asked casually.

"I have a little confidence in the seniors. The more difficult the place, the more comrades need to fight hard."

Ji Yanli studied the light pink carefully, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind, and he suddenly remembered that he had used the exact same pink in an indescribable position in an indescribable cross-stitch that he had embroidered.

Ji Yanli said firmly: "I can't completely see the color difference, but I can try my best."

Xi Ye stood on the stool and looked down at him, his lips moved, and he said lightly, "Then try."

Ji Yanli went to several vegetable markets on weekends to buy similar color numbers, and they patched them up seamlessly. When Xi Ye got it, he was stunned. He didn't say anything for a long time, and even stared at the desk lamp childishly to find the seams. Finally, looking back at Ji Yanli's face, he said, "Did you buy a new one?"

Ji Yanli was very proud: "I made it up, you can't see it, can you?"

"Why so... flat?"

"You've been pressed in the box for too long, and it's crumpled like a rag. I ironed it."

Xi Ye looked at the sweater and then at him, with some confusion in his eyes: "You knit every day, how the hell can you do well in your studies?"

Ji Yanli: "..."

Ji Yanli said helplessly, "Are you a tutor or am I?"

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, then both smiled.

Xi Ye called the baby over, and changed it into old clothes that had been repaired. The baby was very cooperative and obedient. Ji Yanli watched him carefully fiddle with the baby's limbs, as if he was serving ancient porcelain, and asked, "What is this?" The clothes were woven by your mother?"

"Ah."

"Excellent knitting."

Xi Ye glanced at him, neither happy nor unhappy.

Ji Yanli asked again: "Why is the dog called baby?"

"Don't call it baby," Xi Ye turned the dog over, and carefully buttoned the buttons one by one, "Call it Lucky, because my mother always called it baby while feeding it, and then it thought it was called baby, and it couldn't change Yes, it's a silly dog."

Ji Yanli said that you can't expect a dog to be so smart, and I read Shang Zhongyong to you for a month, and translated it word by word for countless times from beginning to end, and you still told me that Zhong Yong's surname was "Shang" ...It's also hard to tell how smart you are.

But an excellent people's teacher...although it is temporary, he cannot give up any student. Even if he drags Xi Ye to climb, he must climb to the top six hundred in the grade.

After all, there are only 700 people in the whole grade.

This teaching goal cannot be said to be exactly the same as the word "high", it can only be said to have nothing to do with it.

It's a pity that Ji Yanli is the only one who is enthusiastic, while Xi Ye has no motivation, and his midterm exam rank is firmly in the bottom fifty of his grade.

He is not a hard-working party like ordinary poor students who have nowhere to learn, nor is he a indulgent party like Ren Jingqiu who is conquered by his own desires. He is... nothing, he just has no interest and no motivation, no matter how passionate Ji Yanli is For the major relative pronouns in the subordinate clauses, Xi Ye just looked at him blankly and lost his mind.

Ji Yanli once put down the book, prepared sufficient psychological expectations and speech preparations, and looked at him sincerely: "Xi Ye, tell me the truth, don't you want to learn?"

Xi Ye glanced at him: "Isn't it obvious enough?"

Ji Yanli: "...How about this, let's set a goal together, and if you achieve it at the end of the term, I will reward you. What do you want?"

Ji Yanli held his breath and waited for a long time. No matter what Xi Ye wanted, if it was too expensive, he would discuss it with Xi Chen and ask his humble old father to buy it for him. Save time to help him.

Xi Ye looked into his eyes, half leaned on the chair as if laughing, with his feet on the table, holding a chocolate lollipop in his mouth, there was a slightly greasy sweet smell in his mouth, and he said vaguely: "If I want to what about death?"

Ji Yanli thought he was joking, and didn't take it seriously at the time.

It was only later that Ji Yanli found out...he was serious.