In the milk tea shop, Fang Yan took off Qin Yitian's high heels.
Little feet, as white as fresh snow and as tender as new lotus roots, appeared before my eyes. If it weren't for the redness and swelling on the side of the little toe and the rubbing of the heel, there would be almost no flaws.
Fang Yan said guiltily: "Does it hurt?"
"pain."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"I said it before." Qin Yitian said.
"When did you say that?" Fang Yan asked. He asked Qin Yitian to rest several times, but Qin Yitian still insisted on completing the forty times.
"I said I don't want to be a prop, I just want you to remember me." Qin Yitian pointed at his feet and said, "Does this give me any extra points?"
"No." Fang Yan said in an angry tone.
Qin Yitian smiled and said, "It's still a plus. Otherwise, you would have left long ago."
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Fang Yan put the high heels next to the chair leg and said, "I told you to wear stockings, but you refused to listen. Otherwise, how could your feet be worn like this?"
Qin Yitian curled his lips and said, "Wear the khaki stockings you requested, or the lilac girl in the poem?"
"I also said you can wear black."
"That's still an old lady." Qin Yitian said. "When I wear a cheongsam, I absolutely cannot wear stockings. This is a woman's dressing principle and cannot be violated."
"Then you will suffer." Fang Yan said. "Just sit and wait for a while. I will buy you some medicine to apply on the wound. You must not let the wound get inflamed."
Qin Yitian smiled and said, "Go quickly and come back quickly. Don't run away."
"Am I that kind of person?" Fang Yan was angry.
Fang Yan bought medicine and cotton cloth at the pharmacy. When he returned to the milk tea shop, he found Qin Yitian surrounded by a group of students in school uniforms.
"Senior Yitian, is Suzaku High School fun? I also want to apply to Suzaku in the future----"
"Senior Yitian, do you live here? Is your home here too? Then we are neighbors."
"Senior Yitian, I'll treat you to milk tea-----"
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Qin Yitian responded with a smile, writing something quickly with his hands.
Fang Yan approached and found that she was signing autographs for these little fans. This girl was always surrounded by stars wherever she went. She was not a celebrity but always enjoyed the treatment of a big star.
Qin Yitian finished signing the last one, handed the pen and the autograph books to a little girl in front of him, and said, "Okay, my friend is here."
When the girls saw Fang Yan standing on the periphery, they immediately asked with a smile, "Senior Yitian, is he your boyfriend?"
"I'm Qin Yitian's teacher." Fang Yan quickly explained. He didn't want these students to misunderstand him.
"Wow-----" The girls were full of envy. "Senior Yitian hooked up with the teacher, so amazing----"
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What the hell is going on? Fang Yan was speechless.
Qin Yitian waved his hand and said, "Goodbye."
"Senior Yitian, goodbye." The girls waved to Qin Yitian, then left with their milk tea in hand. As they left, they looked towards Fang Yan and Qin Yitian from time to time.
"Are they from No. 1 Middle School?" Fang Yan asked.
"No. 7 Middle School." Qin Yitian said.
"He's really famous." Fang Yan said. Huang Haoran said before that Qin Yitian was famous in junior high school and was an idol in the eyes of countless people. Now it seems to be true.
Fang Yan opened the cap of the medicine bottle, squatted on the ground and carefully applied the medicine to the red, swollen and broken areas on Qin Yitian's feet.
"Hiss----" Qin Yitian drew back her feet. She had never been injured before, and she was afraid of pain.
Fang Yan looked up at Qin Yitian and said jokingly, "Qin Yitian is also afraid of something?"
"Isn't there any Fang Yan?"
"I have."
"What are you afraid of?"
"Ye Wenrou."
Qin Yitian narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It sounds like a girl's name. Fang Yan, do I need to treat her as my competitor?"
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After seeing Qin Yitian off, Fang Yan stood at the intersection feeling lost.
This is the railway intersection, where Fang Yan previously rented Mrs. Li’s house.
Familiar streets, familiar intersections, familiar steamed buns shop and the black girl selling steamed buns - Fang Yan accidentally discovered the ancient alley while taking a walk in this area, so when he saw from the weather forecast that it would rain today, he immediately told the students to bring raincoats to class.
Qin Yitian wanted him to go shopping with her, and he just happened to remember that he needed a lilac girl. So, the two hit it off. He accompanied Qin Yitian shopping, and Qin Yitian did not raise any objections even though she knew that he gave her a cheongsam for other purposes.
Fang Yan is not stupid, and Qin Yitian is even smarter.
Not only did she agree to be Fang Yan's model, she was also willing to be a model for all 40 classmates in the class. Since she wanted Fang Yan to owe her a favor, she should make it bigger.
"This girl." Fang Yan smiled bitterly. He thought that with his handsomeness and profound knowledge, he would definitely be liked and favored by girls. However, he did not think of developing a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship with his students.
"She's just a child." Fang Yan thought to himself. Of course, a mentally mature child.
Fang Yan thought of another girl, the girl who cried and shouted over and over again that it was all her fault when she left with her bag.
"I hope everything is fine with her." Fang Yan thought to himself.
"Fang Yan--Teacher----" A crisp voice sounded in my ears.
Fang Yan turned around and saw Jiang Qin, who was wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, looking at him with surprise at the bus stop not far away.
Fang Yan smiled bitterly. He was just thinking about Cao Cao when Cao Cao arrived. Is this Cao Cao an athlete? He runs really fast.
Jiang Qin rushed towards Fang Yan quickly, with the bag on his shoulder shaking from side to side, looking like it would fall off at any moment.
"Teacher Fang, why are you here?" Jiang Qin stood in front of Fang Yan, his eyes curved into beautiful crescents, his eye sockets filled with smiles.
"I bring my students here for class----" Fang Yan said.
"Class?" Jiang Qin looked confused. But he quickly brushed the question aside and said, "Are you standing here waiting for me?"
"Neither is it—"
"Would you like to come to my house for dinner? I'll ask my mother to make you something delicious?" Jiang Qin said, reaching out to pull Fang Yan's arm.
"Jiang Qin." Fang Yan stood still. No matter how hard Jiang Qin tried, he couldn't move it at all.
Fang Yan looked at the girl's red face with heartache, and said softly, "It's not convenient today."
"When is convenient?" Jiang Qin grabbed Fang Yan's arm and refused to let go, looking up at Fang Yan. "When do you think is convenient?"
"Jiang Qin-----" Fang Yan didn't know how to explain the current situation. Adults have their own considerations and concerns, but some things can't be explained too clearly to children.
Jiang Qin's eyes were red, and her beautiful eyes stared at Fang Yan's face, and said, "My mother is worried that I will like you, right?"
"Don't think too much----" Fang Yan advised.
"You think too much." Jiang Qin shouted angrily. "When did I say I like you? When did I say I want to have a premature love affair with you? When did I -- I just like being with you, I just like talking to you, I just like listening to you tell me stories about the article. I regard you as a teacher, as a friend -- why do you have to think so much? Why are your thoughts so complicated?"
"------" Fang Yan was speechless.
Yes. Although Jiang Qin is eccentric, she is a girl who knows how to be reserved. She is youthful, lively, beautiful and fashionable, but she is also strict with herself. She is definitely not the kind of bad girl who goes out to hang out in society.
During their interactions, although she spoke in a disrespectful manner, she respected herself in her heart. Fang Yan could sense it.
The two of them were close and abided by the rules. But he couldn't explain it to others.
However, because of the dancing incident, Jiang Qin's parents became suspicious, and Fang Yan could no longer rent a house at the Jiang family.
Children have their own thoughts, and adults have their own worries.
Even though Fang Yan was a teacher, he had no way of solving the difficult problem that happened to him.
"Your mother is doing this for your own good." Fang Yan said softly.
"Yes. My mother is doing this for my own good, and you are doing this for my own good, too." Jiang Qin's voice became even louder. At this moment, the little girl's emotions completely exploded. "But I'm not doing well at all."
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Seeing Fang Yan's helpless smile, Jiang Qin slowly calmed down.
She let go of the little hand that was holding Fang Yan's arm, looked at Fang Yan and asked, "You're never going back, are you?"
"Yes." Fang Yan nodded. "The school assigned me a room----"
"You're never going to eat at my house again, are you?"
"I don't think there will be any chance."
"Then you will never answer my calls again? Never contact me again?"
"Jiang Qin." Fang Yan looked at Jiang Qin's tearful face and said, "You are still a student. The most important thing for you now is to study hard. Don't think about other things. OK?"
Jiang Qin knew she was powerless to change anything. As Fang Yan said, she was still a student, she was too young. She could do nothing.
She wiped away her tears and took off the schoolbag from her shoulders.
Open the zipper and take out a gray box.
"This is for you." Jiang Qin held the box and handed it over.
"What?" Fang Yan asked.
"A white shirt." Jiang Qin said with red eyes. "I like boys wearing white shirts. I like the way you look in a white shirt. You must look more impressive than anyone else in it."
At that time, I fell in love with someone not because you had a car and a house, but because the sun was shining brightly that afternoon and you were wearing a white shirt. (To be continued)