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"Teacher Ran, do you like it?" The way Wu Yin looked up at Ran Yichen made Ran Yichen feel that he looked like a child begging for candy, so Ran Yichen rubbed Wu Yin's head, lowered his head and said to Wu Yin: "I love you so much." .”

Wu Yin smiled, his eyes were bent and his smile was very cute, Ran Yichen liked to see Wu Yin smile like this the most.

"Wu Yin. You look so pretty when you smile." Ran Yichen praised Wu Yin sincerely, Wu Yin raised his head and squinted at Ran Yichen: "That's what you say."

"So you like to laugh?" In Ran Yichen's memory, Wu Yin really liked to laugh, and said with a smile, "Hello, Teacher Ran." He said with a smile, "Mr. Song, I was wrong."

"En." Wu Yin nodded, turned his head and looked out the window, it was getting dark, Wu Yin said: "Teacher Ran, can we not go back tonight?"

"Not going back?" Ran Yichen just raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wu Yin, then narrowed his eyes slightly and said to Wu Yin: "Aren't you afraid that I will spit out your smoke ring?"

"Try it." Wu Yin also squinted slightly at Ran Yichen, with a slightly evil look on his lips: "It's not just for flirting, and I still have to give a tip."

"Fuck, I thought you could say a lot of things." Ran Yichen doesn't swear in front of students, except Wu Yin. Facing Wu Yin makes Ran Yichen feel very relaxed. Being with him is more relaxing than being with friends. Ran Yichen I like this feeling, and I am willing to approach Wu Yin. Although my intuition tells him that Wu Yin is not a simple child, and I don't want to look so sunny on the surface, but Ran Yichen is still willing to approach him, and even be attracted by him?

"Teacher Ran, do you want to stay? If so, I'll go out and make a fire."

"Stay." Ran Yichen snapped his fingers at Wu Yin: "I'm still molesting today, what can you do if you don't give a tip?"

"It depends on your house to eat your food and drink your food." Wu Yin picked up the basket under the easel and walked out. Ran Yichen followed Wu Yin and asked Wu Yin if he had spent the night here. Wu Yin shook his head. I dragged two large sticks of firewood from the flower shed, and I don't know where I found a machete to chop them up and start a fire in the yard.

"What's the use of you lighting the fire in the yard?" After the fire started, the surrounding snow melted quickly, there was no blowing wind, and it was warm and comfortable around the fire. Wu Yin was playing with a stick in the fire, while Ran Yichen Rubbing his hands together, he moved his hands to the side of the fire, Wu Yin pointed to his basket: "This is a stove, it was used in the countryside before, and the charcoal left after burning the firewood is put in without choking and warm."

"Christmas is going well." Ran Yichen looked around, and finally found a relatively square chadun, sat on the chadun and stretched out his hands to warm the fire. Wu Yin squinted slightly and looked at Ran Yichen through the firelight: "It's fun, this place I'm the only one who knows."

"Your friends don't know either?" Ran Yichen remembered that he had seen many portraits of his friends in Wu Yin's studio. If his friends had never been there, Wu Yin would draw them based on his memory.

"Those were all drawn by hand." Wu Yin paused, and poked the fire with the wooden stick in his hand, "Zhao Qi also knows." Wu Yin looked down at the wooden stick in his hand gradually Burning, Ran Yichen looked at Wu Yin, and waited for a while before saying to Wu Yin: "In fact, Du Bin is not that messy, you have to trust Zhao Qi."

"Believe it?" Wu Yin smiled: "What do you believe in him? Believe that he can make Du Bin change his ways? Turn the prodigal son back?" The wooden stick in Wu Yin's hand was already on fire. Wu Yin threw it into the fire and stared at the fire Dui said, "I just meddle in my own business."

"Maomao." Wu Yin's appearance made people feel distressed, and inexplicably reminded people of Zhao Qi's words, "Now the only one that no one wants is you, Wu Yin!"

Who is there in Wu Yin's family?Ran Yichen had never heard Wu Yin mention his family.

"Teacher Ran, am I particularly annoying?" Wu Yin didn't look at Ran Yichen, but looked down at the fire: "Teacher Song thinks I'm very annoying, and so does Zhao Qi." Wu Yin pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: " In fact, I also think I am very annoying, did Teacher Zhou ask you out today?"

"Huh?" Ran Yichen didn't expect Wu Yin to mention Zhou Yueqing suddenly, and looked up at Wu Yin.

"I saw it at the school gate." Wu Yin looked up at the sky, "At that time, I felt that I was delaying your love, but I didn't want to spend Christmas alone."

"Maomao." Ran Yichen took the chadun and leaned against Wu Yin: "It's impossible for me and Teacher Zhou."

"How wonderful is Mr. Zhou, beautiful and gentle, and can also draw."

"You can also draw." Ran Yichen didn't want to continue this topic: "You can draw me another day, and draw well."

"Aren't you afraid that you will become stiff after sitting for a long time?" Wu Yin still didn't look at Ran Yichen, and Ran Yichen shook his head: "I'm just afraid that I won't be able to sit still."

"Tie it up and throw it on the bed to see if you can sit still!" Wu Yin raised his head and smiled at Ran Yichen, "Teacher Ran, you are so kind."

"Silly, go back with some charcoal." Wu Yin found two sticks and picked some charcoal from a pile of burning firewood. The charcoal really didn't emit any choking smell when it was put into the stove. Yan, Ran Yichen followed Wu Yin into the house, closed the door and warmed up around the stove, there was a strong wind blowing outside the house, whistling like someone crying.

"This nouveau riche really knows how to choose a place, no wonder his old lady was frightened crazy." Ran Yichen rubbed his hands, and got closer to Wu Yin: "The little nanny was killed, where did this place come from?" murderer?"

"So it's evil, the little nanny died without losing money, nor was she robbed, but she died and was thrown into the yard." Wu Yin leaned closer to Ran Yichen's ear and said to Ran Yichen: "I heard that the babysitter The nanny's family didn't come to collect the body, so the upstart buried the baby nanny behind the house."

"Fuck." Ran Yichen leaned back, and said to Wu Yin: "Can you not talk about this because of the big festival?"

"Teacher Ran, don't be afraid, I will protect you!" Then he leaned in front of Ran Yichen and continued, "I guess the old woman was driven crazy by the little nanny, so I dare not stay here overnight."

"You are still talking about it." Ran Yichen knocked Wu Yin on the head once, and Wu Yin raised his head and laughed twice: "Teacher Ran, do you believe this?"

"Be respectful and stay away." In fact, no one can tell this thing clearly. Ran Yichen doesn't believe in religion, but he has heard a lot about supernatural events. When he was young, he heard a lot about it from his grandma. It's a lie to say that he doesn't believe it at all. I was influenced by my grandma subtly when I was a child. Even if this thought is not deeply rooted, it cannot be completely eradicated.

The two chatted for a while, and Ran Yichen said that he was sleepy and wanted to sleep, so Wu Yin helped Ran Yichen make the bed, then put the small basket under the bed, and squeezed together on the same bed with Ran Yichen.

That night Ran Yichen slept very deeply, and didn't even dream, probably because the bed was relatively small, and it wasn't very cold when the two of them slept together.

Early the next morning, Wu Yin invited Ran Yichen to his house as a guest.

Ran Yichen really didn't expect Wu Yin to live in such a place.

Wu Yin's home is not far from the urban area, but it is very small, estimated to be only about 30 square meters. It is a very old building with rust on the top of the door.

The interior decoration is very warm, and the whole room is decorated in warm colors. In the living room, there is only a 29-inch TV, a small coffee table, and a sofa set.

It's simple, but it's comforting to watch.

"It's a little small, Teacher Ran doesn't mind?" Wu Yin sat on the sofa and smiled at Ran Yichen. Ran Yichen shook his head, saw a Totoro schoolbag on the sofa, and smiled, "Yo, your son."

"Xiao Yin!" Just as Ran Yichen finished speaking, a woman came out of the room. They both turned their heads at the same time. Wu Yin looked at the woman in surprise: "Mom, why are you here?"

"Mom is here to spend Christmas with you." Wu Yin's mother is very beautiful, like Wu Yin, she has a pair of eyes that can talk, and when she smiles, her eyes will bend slightly. Wu Yin asked in surprise: " You were here all the time last night?"

"Yeah." Wu Yin's mother nodded: "But you didn't come back."

"I went to my teacher's house." Wu Yin glanced at Ran Yichen and said to his mother, "Mom, this is Teacher Ran."

"Hello, Teacher Ran." Wu Yin's mother nodded to Ran Yichen as a greeting, and Ran Yichen stood up and replied, "Hello, Auntie."

"My little Yin is not very obedient, he must have caused a lot of trouble for the teacher, I'm really sorry." Wu Yin's mother was very polite and spoke very softly, Ran Yichen shook his head and said, "Wu Yin is very obedient, it's not hard to manage."

"Really?" Although Wu Yin's mother asked like this, she smiled happily: "It's good to be obedient. What I worry most is that he will always cause trouble for you if he is disobedient."

Wu Yin sat on the side and listened to his mother chatting with Ran Yichen. Ran Yichen was very talkative. Even if he hadn’t taught Wu Yin, he could still talk about Wu Yin with Wu Yin’s mother, and they chatted with relish. Wu Yin saves face, and even told Ran Yichen about Wu Yin's preference for wearing girls' skirts when he was a child. When he was about to eat lunch, Wu Yin's mother said that he had to leave beforehand, and asked Wu Yin to invite Ran Yichen to eat outside, and Wu Yin agreed Ran Yichen also heard from the conversation between Wu Yin and his mother that Wu Yin did not live with his parents. He wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask. The two were silent for a while. Yin said: "Teacher Ran, I have vegetables at home. I'll make you whatever you want."

"You know how to cook?" Ran Yichen looked at Wu Yin in surprise, Wu Yin nodded: "Chef Wu, I can cook a full banquet."

"Then Chef Wu, make me a Manchurian banquet." Ran Yichen crossed his legs and lit a cigarette, Wu Yin said: "There are no materials, forget it, I will make two random dishes, and you will never forget them after eating them." Then Wu Yin went into the kitchen.

Ran Yichen was leaning on the sofa with a cigarette in his hand. He had just talked a lot about Wu Yin to Wu Yin's mother. Wu Yin's mother mentioned Wu Yin's grandma and Wu Yin's deceased grandfather, but she didn't mention it. Wu Yin's father.

But Wu Yin doesn't want to ask if he doesn't talk about Ran Yichen. After all, Wu Yin is not his student, and he is not prepared to tell himself.

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