Ding, your little fool is online

Probably to make up for Yuan Xing, today's breakfast is obviously much richer than usual.There are still two copies, and Yuan Xing's copy is obviously more than Wang Yuyang's.

The soup for noon was boiling on the stove in the kitchen, and Wang Yuyang squatted on the ground cleaning the dishwasher that had just arrived a few days ago.

After the arrangement was clear, he turned his head and shouted out of the kitchen: "Yuan Xing, get up quickly, the meal is ready."

As soon as the words fell, there was a weak sound from the bedroom: "Yes, just come."

"Hurry up, I called you half an hour ago."

"……understood."

Originally, Wang Yuyang also wanted Yuan Xing to sleep a little longer today. After being woken up by the alarm clock in the morning, he tiptoed up. Unexpectedly, Yuan Xing woke up at the same time, squinting his eyes and humming, hugging him and not wanting him to go. It's too bad.

Wang Yuyang was elated for a while, Yuan Xing suddenly opened his eyes, and Wang Yuyang was pushed out of bed by his hands and feet.

"I, I'm hungry." Yuan Xing hid himself under the quilt, and used an excuse to drive Wang Yuyang out of the bedroom.

After the sound of closing the door, he lifted the quilt carefully, stuck out half of his head, blushing unreasonably.

He didn't remember what happened last night at the time, but now he remembered everything, from stealing candy to the hot chest behind him in the bathroom, all the details are clear.

Including the touch and temperature at that time.

Yuan Xing blinked, eyelashes across the soft quilt, he stretched out his hand to lift the quilt, looked down, his delicate brows frowned, wrapped himself in the quilt again, and rolled in distress.

What a shame...

Motoko thought with a flushed face.

After the breakfast was heated for the third time, Wang Yuyang finally knocked on the bedroom door: "Yuan Xing, the meal is getting cold."

"Crack——" the door opened, and Yuan Xing ran to wash up without even looking at Wang Jianyang.

Wang Jianyang looked at the closed door of the bathroom and smiled helplessly.

The shy ones are too cute.

An appointment was made for a re-examination today, so the two drove to the rehabilitation center immediately after eating.

It's just that before going out, Yuan Xing angrily walked into the storage room and threw the harmful bottle of "fudge" into the trash can.He didn't want to throw away the other beautiful little boxes, and the cute little rabbit and cat ears and tail.

There was no traffic jam on the working day today, and I only encountered two red lights on the road. I went out of the city without any obstacles and arrived at the rehabilitation center in an hour.

Yuan Xing's recovery is much better than Zhang Yue expected, and all the indicators are normal. It is estimated that the drug can be stopped after a few more checks, and he has completely recovered.

Zhang Yue took off her mask and signaled Yuan Xing to stand up. She said to the nervous Wang Yuyang, "He's recovering pretty well. The next reexamination won't take seven days. Come back in half a month."

"Thank you, Dr. Zhang." Wang Yuyang said from the side, "Is there anything else? Should I continue to take the medicine?"

"The medicine can't be stopped." Zhang Yue said with a smile, "but the hair can be kept."

Yuan Xing touched his little bald head, and finally felt a little happier.

"However." Zhang Yue changed the subject and looked at Yuan Xing, "Yuan Xing looks different from usual, and his complexion is much better."

Yuan Xing immediately thought of what happened yesterday, and quickly shook his head: "I'm not, I don't, sister, don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Yue: "?"

Wang Yuyang, who knew everything, laughed beside him until he couldn't straighten his back.

After returning home, Yuan Xing returned to the state of studying before. It is now the end of May, and he will go out to play in July and August. In this way, there is not much time before the start of school in September, and he lacks a lot of knowledge. Every day I can't wait to live in the book.

The [-] to [-] textbooks that Ling Qiuchi lent him from the first year to the second year of high school have been torn apart. Yuan Xing wanted to buy some teaching aids and come back to test his self-study level, so he sent Ling Qiuchi a message , want to ask him out to buy.

As a result, Ling Qiuchi came the next day on crutches, trembling with his two artificial legs, and at the same time brought brand new teaching materials and his own notes.

He didn't take the college entrance examination last year, and he doesn't plan to take it this year.Now the family has hired a private tutor for him to teach him the knowledge of the third year of high school, so that he can fully prepare to take the college entrance examination next year.

"Hey..." Ling Qiuchi bit half of a popsicle, "I'll be 23 next year, and I just took the college entrance examination."

Yuan Xing also wanted to eat popsicles, but Wang Yuyang couldn't agree, so he had to take a sip of hot water: "Brother Xiaoqiu, don't worry, I'm 23 this year, and I'm just about to start my first year of high school."

Ling Qiuchi blinked, Yuan Xing blinked.

The two older children sighed together.

"But let's talk, little cabbage." After Ling Qiuchi sighed, he looked around.

Ever since Yuan Xing and Wang Yuyang slept together, the bed in the study room was removed, and the study room finally became a study room again.

Ling Qiuchi bit off the last popsicle, approached Yuan Xing, bumped him with his shoulder, and smiled wickedly: "When I came last time, you were still sleeping in the study. Tell me the truth, are you with me? Brother is already asleep?"

Yuan Xing was taken aback, and his cheeks immediately turned red, from his neck to the top of his head, and blood dripped from the tips of his ears.

He stuttered when he spoke: "No, no, no, no, nothing, nothing."

Although it was a lie, it stuttered more than ever before.

"Oh." Ling Qiuchi unwrapped another popsicle with a gossipy face, "I can't tell, you're moving so fast, you've reached this point."

At this time, Wang Yuyang pushed the door open and entered, holding two glass bowls: "Do you want to eat fruit?"

"Eat!" Ling Qiuchi raised his hand first.

Wang Yuyang put the bowl in front of the two of them: "Why is Yuan Xing's face so red?"

Yuan Xing lowered his head, picked his hands and pursed his lips, and said stammeringly, "Mmm, um, hot, hot, hot."

"What's the matter?" Hearing that he was stuttering badly, Wang Yuyang stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, "Stuttering because of the heat?"

Yuan Xing took advantage of the situation to raise his head, and met Wang Jianyang's gaze, his face instantly turned redder than before.

"No." Ling Qiuchi used a fork to prick up a sliced ​​watermelon and used it instead of dog food, "It's because he misses you."

Wang Yuyang was taken aback for a moment, squeezed Yuan Xing's face, and walked out with a smile.

After closing the door, Ling Qiuchi laughed, and Yuan Xing looked at the watermelon in the glass bowl, feeling ashamed.

It's just that what Yuan Xing didn't know was that the two had different understandings of the word "sleeping". He understood that the two would lie down and sleep together, while Ling Qiuchi's understanding was deeper.

These differences don't matter, there will always be a day when "Qiuchi can understand".

After making jokes, Ling Qiuchi finally remembered his purpose of coming here today.

"You do a set of math papers first, this is the most difficult." Ling Qiuchi helped him find a high school math paper, "Just count 100 minutes, and then I will show you where you are weak. The place."

After the timer started, the two of them didn't speak any more, the study room was filled with the rustle of writing, and even Wang Jianyang was very light-footed when he came to deliver the snacks.

Yuan Xing took a pen and wrote a paper quickly, and in a blink of an eye he reached the big part.On the other hand, Ling Qiuchi bit the tip of her pen and didn't write a few questions.

"It is known that A={y|y=x+1, x∈R}, and the complete works U=R, then... ah, what are these, it's so difficult!" Qiuchi was driven crazy by doing the questions.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Xing moved over with his pen in hand, "This question, can't you?"

Ling Qiuchi nodded in distress: "Hey, this is from the third year of high school, Xiaobaicai, you should write your own first."

As if he didn't hear him, Yuan Xing tapped Ling Qiuchi's exercise book with a mechanical pencil: "Brother Xiaoqiu, this question is good, you, you apply this formula first...then calculate the value like this...and then do this , and then, you got the answer. Then your question No. 16 above is also wrong, you should choose D, and, there are also big questions behind, the formula is wrong.”

Ling Qiuchi stared at Yuan Xing dumbfounded.

You must know that this is a question for the third year of high school. He, who has been in the third year of high school for two and a half years, can't do it so quickly. Yuan Xing can write it with just a few glances.

Looking at Yuanxing's paper again, there were only a few major questions and two multiple choice questions left, and the time had just passed halfway.

"Little cabbage." Ling Qiuchi stared at the paper in his hand dumbfounded.

"Huh?" Yuan Xing tilted his head, "What's wrong?"

Ling Qiuchi put down the paper, excitedly raised his prosthetic limb and shook it in the air: "You can directly take the college entrance examination two weeks later, what high school are you going to go to?"

He was happy and surprised for Yuan Xing, dancing and dancing, completely forgetting that Yuan Xing had been admitted to a university before, and he used the teaching resources of a remote mountain village.

Yuan Xing looked at him and smiled, but said nothing.

The white noise of the air conditioner was humming, and the sunlight outside the window was shining on the big question at the end of the paper. Yuan Xing lowered his head and continued writing the paper, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wang Jianyang learned about this from Ling Qiuchi, and thought about it carefully.

After all, Yuan Xing is already 23 years old this year, so he is not young. If he goes to high school and university step by step, he will be 30 after graduation, and Wang Yuyang will probably be 40 by then...

Then Yuan Xing was obsessed with studying in high school and couldn't extricate himself. He might not be able to eat a bite of meat when he was 40 years old, and he endured it for ten years.

Then it is not ruled out that Yuan Xing is obsessed with his career after graduating from university, and devoted himself to helping children...

Just think about it.

Lao Wang burst into tears.

After thinking about it, Wang Yuyang decided to ask Yuan Xing's wishes to see if he would like to start directly from the second year of high school, which would save a year of time, after all, his baby is so good.

It happened that Yuanxing came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, covered in water vapor, with a pink face, and wiped his hair with a towel.

"Yuan Xing." Wang Yuyang patted the sofa beside him, "Come here."

Yuan Xing was a little embarrassed by what Ling Qiuchi said during the day, so he walked over slowly.

As a result, as soon as he sat down, he was dragged into his arms, squeezed his face, and stroked the little bald head.

A gentle voice came from above his head: "Yuan Xing wants to study liberal arts or science?"

Yuan Xing was actually best at science, but he heard that the tuition fees of liberal arts majors would be much cheaper than science majors, so he chose liberal arts majors when dividing subjects.

Once again, after meeting Mr. Happy, he no longer has to worry about tuition fees.

But Yuan Xing reconsidered his ideal of opening a hospital to help children before. He thought it was a hospital, but after thinking about it, he wanted to help children directly like Fang Qiuyue and Chen Xing.

After consulting relevant information, Yuan Xing felt that he might want to study psychology.The number one school in the country happens to be in Beijing, so there is no need to leave home or Mr. Happy, which kills two birds with one stone.

"I want to study liberal arts." Yuan Xing said, "I also studied liberal arts before, politics, history and geography."

"That's fine." Wang Jianyang put his chin on Yuan Xing's bald head, "There is another question I want to discuss with our Yuan Yuan. Do you want to start studying from the first year of high school or the second year of high school?"

"You used to study liberal arts, and your grades were not bad. It shouldn't be difficult for you to go to high school again."

"Xiaoqiu also told me what happened today. I think with your ability, you can start studying directly after the second year of high school, so that you can graduate a year earlier and do what you like earlier."

After a long analysis, Wang Qianyang picked up the cup to drink, and shook Yuan Xing in his arms: "Baby, what do you mean?"

"Hmm..." Yuan Xing looked at the light on the water dispenser, thought for a while and didn't speak.

"How is it?" Wang Qianyang shook him again.

"Yes, it is possible." Yuan Xing pursed his lips, looked sideways at Wang Yuyang, "but..."

Wang Qianyang asked, "But what?"

Yuan Xing turned around, looked at Wang Jianyang, and said, "I want to start from the third year of high school."

Wang Jianyang was stunned for two seconds.

What? ? ?

The author has something to say: Although I wrote it myself, I still think my baby is really amazing qwq