what are you doing

"I want to study." This was Ding An's reason.

"Isn't that right, An Zi, when did you study at this time?" Wang Ge asked unwillingly.

"You know what, you think I'm the title of Xueba for nothing? You go on your own, don't bother me." After Wang Ge was sent away, Ding An sighed and lay down on the table, flipping through his notes in boredom.

Back home, Ding An hid in his room to check his injuries.

The triangular mark was deeply imprinted, and the bleeding was no longer there, but the surrounding area was red and even a little blue, making the already fair knees even paler.

Ding An took out the iodophor from the plastic bag and applied the medicine to himself. When the medicine touched his knee, he grinned his teeth in pain. Short-term pain was better than long-term pain. He gritted his teeth and finished applying the medicine.

He looked at the medicine in his hand, and thought that although Fang Zeyu was not very good at talking, he still had a conscience, so he should be merciful and forgive him.

Thinking of this, Ding An picked up his mobile phone, and when he returned home at night, he and Fang Zeyu added WeChat. He felt that as the monitor, he had the responsibility to help new students integrate into the class.

He pulled Fang Zeyu into two groups, and then poked into private chats.

After Fang Zeyu sent this sentence, he always felt that he shouldn't be so indifferent, so after thinking about it, he sent another one.

Ding An was speechless when he saw the facial expressions on his face.

During the time they were chatting, 38 had already sent more than 30 messages to Aili, who was rushing to go, and at a glance, they were all the same content, like copying and pasting.

A Flower in the Northeast: Welcome new students!

Northeast one-stop: welcome new students!

Dream is cooking: welcome new students!

Grid: Welcome new classmate!

"Lattice" changed the group name to "43 Going to Love"

Hi lazy SZD! : Welcome new students!

Chun: Welcome handsome guy!

Dry Ze Eryu: Thank you.

Chun: The profile picture of the handsome guy is really nice! [star eyes]

Lawson: +1! [star eyes]

Hi lazy ZSD! : +2! [star eyes]

Duck rush: +3

A flower in the northeast: +n! [star eyes]

A Dragon in the Northeast: Wife, how can you praise other men [crying]

Grid: ...you two can get lost

An: Why don't you just change the group name to repeater? [白眼]

Grid: Anzi, let’s not talk about the machine, civilized you and me

An: ...you can get out too

The group was still chattering endlessly, Ding An quit the chat interface and took out the test paper left today to start studying. After writing for a while, he couldn't hold back and opened WeChat again.

Fang Zeyu's profile picture is a silhouette of his own profile. The smooth lines and slightly protruding Adam's apple are particularly conspicuous in the setting sun. Under the setting sun is a sea. Ding An stared at his profile picture for a while, he seemed handsome, and looked like Internet map, P passed it...

Hold!If I took a picture like this, I would definitely be more handsome than him.

A week has passed in a blink of an eye, Fang Zeyu and Ding An go home every day after school, talking and laughing along the way is not boring, and the distance between the two has also shortened a lot.

But the two never went to school together. The reason is very simple. Ding An said that he went to school too late and was late every day.

It was true that he was late every day, and the students in Class 2 could see Da Bing performing tricks on Ding An in front of the podium almost every morning.

He always thought that Ding An was late because he slept late, until one day when he went out, he saw that Ding An had left earlier than him, but he did not arrive until after the first class.

This phenomenon aroused Fang Zeyu's strong curiosity.

On the way back from school, Fang Zeyu couldn't help asking him, "What did you do in the morning?"

"Why do you ask this?" Ding An asked him in turn.

Fang Zeyu gave a random reason: "The exam is coming soon, and your being late every day will affect your studies."

Ding An couldn't help laughing, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, my brother has a certain talent in learning. If your grades drop, I won't drop."

He thought for a while and said, "You really want to know why I went there this morning?"

Fang Zeyu nodded.

"That's fine. At six o'clock tomorrow morning, you wait for me downstairs in the community, and I will take you there." Ding An said, "But, you have to promise me one thing."

"what's up?"

"I can't tell you now, you just agree, don't worry, it's very simple." Ding An patted him on the shoulder.

Fang Zeyu thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, it's a deal."

Early the next morning, as soon as Ding An came out of the corridor, he saw Fang Zeyu standing under the tree waiting for him. He walked over to him and raised his chin, "Let's go."

He looked at Fang Zeyu's meticulous school uniform, and asked, "How long have you been waiting here?"

"It's been two hours." Fang Zeyu took out two bags of milk from his schoolbag and handed one to Ding An.

"...fuck," Ding An took it, tore open a small sip and drank it in his mouth: "Why didn't I realize that you are quite poor?"

Fang Zeyu nodded: "It's okay."

"..."

After drinking a bag of milk, the two arrived at the place. Ding An said, "You haven't eaten tonight, so let's go. Brother will take you to eat."

Fang Zeyu looked at the retail store in front of him, and the seven big characters of Tianjin Guantang Xiaolongbao were shining brightly.

He couldn't help but said, "You come here every morning to eat steamed buns and that's why you're late?"

"Do you think I look like I've been eating buns for an hour?"

"No way."

Ding An was speechless: "Go ahead and have something to eat, I'll talk to you later."

Fang Zeyu was brought into the house by Ding An. As soon as he entered, he heard a strong female voice: "An Zi is here! Are you bringing your classmates? Come in and sit down."

An aunt wearing a white apron came over. She looked about forty years old, a little fat, and the wrinkles on her face showed with a smile. Seeing Ding An, she quickly welcomed them in.

"Auntie, you don't need to greet us, just do what you have to do."

"That won't work. I have to treat your classmate well. I'll go get the buns." Liu Chunfang pulled Fang Zeyu to sit down, and turned around to go to the back kitchen.

Ding An put his arm around her shoulder and said, "It's really unnecessary, Auntie, I'll just take care of him, you are busy with your work."

Liu Chunfang couldn't hold him back, so she told him to greet her little classmates well and hurried to make buns.

It's time for breakfast now, the shop is full of people, most of them are middle-aged men who work early, and when there are more people, it will be extraordinarily lively, and the food will be extraordinarily delicious.

When Ding An walked to the back kitchen and came out again, he was already wearing a white apron and was holding a drawer of buns in his hand.

He put the steamed stuffed bun in front of Fang Zeyu and said, "Try it quickly, his shiitake mushroom bun is a must."

Fang Zeyu looked at him, a little puzzled: "Are you working part-time here?"

Ding An's family background is not bad, which is considered pretty good in such a small county. Fang Zeyu doesn't believe that he will come here to work for money.

"Of course not..."

"Bring two drawers of meat buns!"

Before Ding An finished his sentence, he heard someone calling him over there, and he responded quickly. Before he left, he didn't forget to say to Fang Zeyu: "Eat first, and I'll tell you when I'm done."

After speaking, he hurried to the back kitchen, and came out with two drawers of buns in a short while.

"The buns are here."

Judging by his proficiency, he must have come here often to help him practice.

The corner of Fang Zeyu's mouth bent as he bit the bun.

Ding An was so busy this morning that his feet didn't touch the ground. There were a lot of workers in this area, and one batch came after another. Fang Zeyu also came to help after eating the buns.

Ding An brought him an apron. The young man was tall and slender, and the apron would have been shorter if he wore it on his body. It made his wide shoulders and narrow waist look very good.

Finally, there were fewer people, and the two finally sat down to rest for a while. Liu Chunfang's buns were almost done, so she also made them and poured a glass of water for each of them.

"Thank you, Auntie." Fang Zeyu thanked him, and obediently took a sip from his water glass.

"Don't be polite to your aunt, it's like your own home here." Liu Chunfang looked at Fang Zeyu, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and even pulled him up to compare with Ding An.

"This tall guy is half taller than Anzi, really exciting! He's also handsome." Liu Chunfang couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, "It would be great if my kid was as big as him."

Ding An curled his lips and said, "What's the matter, Auntie, you really have double standards."

"You should work hard too, let's go, little bastard!" Liu Chunfang smiled, suddenly thought of something, turned to Ding An and said, "Anzi, are you guys going to take the exam soon?"

"Well, I have exams on Friday and Saturday." Ding An nodded.

Liu Chunfang slapped her thigh and stood up: "Isn't that the day after tomorrow! Oh, you are not allowed to come tomorrow. Come here every day to help and delay your study."

"It's okay, auntie, don't worry about my grades, don't delay." Ding An dragged her to sit down, "Besides, Yu Hao hasn't come back yet, you can't do it alone."

"If I say no, I can't! That boy Yu Hao will be discharged from the hospital soon, and I won't be busy for a few days. Studying is a big deal, so we can't delay it!" Liu Chunfang's tone was very strong, but Ding Anqiang had no choice but to agree.

After finishing their work, the two of them said goodbye to Liu Chunfang and walked slowly towards the school, still carrying the steamed stuffed bun that Liu Chunfang forced them on because they were afraid they would be hungry.

"How is it, have you felt the enthusiasm of our Great Northeast?" Ding An asked.

Fang Zeyu looked at the bun in his hand: "I can feel it."

He absolutely believed that if he insisted on not accepting the bag of buns just now, Liu Chunfang could chase him all the way to school.

"So, are you here to help?" Fang Zeyu asked.

"That's right, that boy Yu Hao has not been discharged from the hospital yet, his family is just the two of them, and now my aunt is left alone. There are so many people in the morning that I can't be busy."

"Why are you helping him like this?" Fang Zeyu couldn't help asking.

"Uh, his injury actually has something to do with me, so of course I'm going to help." Ding An was vague.

"I can't see that you are quite warm-hearted." Fang Zeyu said with a smile.

"That's it," Ding An said, "by the way, don't forget what you promised me."

"You haven't told me what's going on?" Fang Zeyu turned to look at him.

Ding An opened his mouth, but it was nothing. He just wanted Fang Zeyu to take a photo of him like his profile picture. He felt that the one he took would be prettier than him!

But, it's so embarrassing, it seems that saying it is admitting that this person is more handsome than him, and he can't say it!

Ding An cleared his throat and said, "It's nothing, that, I'll tell you after the test, don't worry, it's really easy, and I won't make things difficult for you."

After speaking, he lifted his schoolbag over his shoulder and strode away.

Fang Zeyu raised his eyebrows as he watched him stride out, not knowing what he was thinking for a while.