Yaoyao had just left, and Lin Jindong was prepared that she would not come again this afternoon, so he was very calm when she didn't go on the first day.
But the next day, Yaoyao still didn't come.
When Lin Guangxia came back at night, he was changing his clothes when he heard someone come in, talking nonsense, and finally he casually mentioned why "that old woman" didn't come for a few days.
Lin Guangxia changed into home clothes, looked at him with raised eyebrows, and said calmly, "I'm going to change another teacher for you."
Hearing this, he immediately became anxious, and said loudly: "You change your underwear as a teacher, change every two days?"
Lin Guangxia glanced at him, and said lightly: "Why are you blushing and thick-necked? You don't like her, I'll give you another one you like."
Lin Jindong's face flushed from holding back, and he said in a muffled voice, "It's barely okay, the ghost knows what I got in exchange."
"No change?" He raised his eyebrows and asked.
"No." He replied.
"That's troublesome." Lin Guangxia walked into the bathroom.
Lin Jindong hurriedly followed, and asked: "What's the trouble?"
"Throw it in." He casually handed over the dirty clothes.
Lin Jindong stuffed it into the washing machine and asked, "What's the trouble?"
Turning on the faucet, he began to brush his teeth, and mumbled with toothpaste in his mouth: "When I sent you home yesterday, Teacher Chen, she told me that she wanted to rest for a few days, and asked me to find another tutor for you."
He ignored Lin Jindong's face that sank in an instant, spit out the foam in his mouth, and continued: "I am looking for a new teacher, and I can come to work the day after tomorrow if there is no accident."
Lin Jindong gritted his teeth and asked, "When did that woman say she will come back?"
Lin Guangxia raised his eyebrows, "I thought it was a tactful resignation, and she probably won't come."
Before he finished speaking, he turned and left the bathroom.
Lin Guangxia smiled, and continued to wash in a leisurely manner.
Lin Jindong locked the door, grabbed the paper she left, crumpled it up and stuffed it into the trash can. It was full of writing. He hoped that when she came to check today, he would find that he had improved, and maybe give him another gift. of.
The watch was broken, and he was still thinking about it.
But now it is useless at all, and the woman is not going to come again.
He felt like an idiot. He was only paid to work, and he thought she really liked him.
His heart moved, thinking, what kind of person would she like
A good student like her must like elites like her brother, they are people from the same world, he is not.
Lin Jindong thought for a long time, thinking that if she liked her brother, what would the two of them discuss together, they would not talk about calculus derivatives and the like.
He didn't sleep well all night. When he got up in the morning, he saw a pile of money on the coffee table in the living room, and there was a note next to it, which was left by Lin Guangxia. Send it to Teacher Chen, thank her for tutoring you these days."
He stared at this note for a long time. It was a lot of money, which looked like ten thousand yuan. He didn't know how the tutor charged him, but the money must be less than one month's salary, and this month was only half over.
It was almost noon when he called Lin Guangxia's cell phone and asked, "You didn't even write down that woman's address, how can I send it?"
Yaoyao was making lunch when the doorbell rang suddenly. She saw Lin Jindong through the cat's eyes, and the smile on her face disappeared. She opened the door, met the boy's slightly uncomfortable eyes, leaned against the door and asked: "Why did you come here suddenly?"
She didn't mean to let him in at all, Lin Jindong pursed his lips, and said hoarsely: "I heard from my brother that your leg was injured, and I happened to be passing by, come and see if you are limping."
Yaoyao was wearing a skirt to better cover her knees. She moved her legs and said, "I'm fine now, thank you for your concern."
Lin Jindong swallowed his breath, turned his face away from her slender calf, hesitated for a while before whispering: "I'm sorry that day..."
Yaoyao smiled nonchalantly, "It's okay, just rubbing for a while, it didn't hurt any muscles, it will be fine in a few days."
She was very polite, she didn't look like she hit his palm at the beginning.
Lin Jindong couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in, his heart felt as if it was blocked by a sponge, he held on to the door frame, wanting her to go back, but couldn't speak.
Fortunately, there was a sudden burnt smell, she was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "My food." She hurried back to the kitchen.
Lin Jindong saw that she couldn't take care of him for the time being, so he looked at her room with his head. It was different from the simple and low-key decoration style of his own home. It was full of feminine taste, whether it was the paintings on the wall or the chandelier above his head, they were all soft and beautiful. Exquisite, there are several throw pillows on the sofa, fruits and nuts are placed on the coffee table, and the TV is opposite.
He could almost imagine that she would like to sit on the sofa hugging a pillow, watching TV while eating.
There was a clanging sound from the kitchen, she should be cleaning up the mess, he stepped in like a thief, stepping on her very personal floor.
In the living room, the two stared at the smelly food in front of them and looked at each other. The tomato beef brisket turned into a burnt-smelling beef brisket.
Lin Jindong took a spoonful, put it on the rice, and ate it.
Yaoyao carefully asked: "Can I eat it?"
He nodded, "It's okay, much better than what I ate in the juvenile prison."
Yaoyao choked for a moment, silently picked out the intact piece of meat and put it in his bowl. Luckily she doesn't do much.
Lin Jindong eats a lot, and there is not enough to eat, so Yaoyao ordered takeaway again.
While waiting for the takeaway, she asked him what he was doing here.
Lin Jindong couldn't be fooled, so he took out the wad of money and handed it over, "My brother asked me to send it to you..." He swallowed the second half of the sentence, and he was still thinking, if she didn't act like his brother thought, she would be in the future Not even ready to come, how embarrassing it was for him to say that, like chasing someone away.
He was expecting Yaoyao to ask why he gave her money now, or something else, but in fact, she took it, didn't order at all, and only said "thank you" softly.
His face immediately sank, he stopped eating the takeaway, stood up and left.
Yaoyao called him from behind, but he pretended not to hear, he couldn't wait for the elevator, so he took two steps down the ladder.
He ran downstairs in one breath, and saw the third floor displayed by the elevator, which was going down. He didn't know what to think, so he slowed down.
The elevator door opened, just in time to see his back, Yaoyao hurriedly chased him out and called his name. He heard it, but ran faster. She chased after two steps, her knee suddenly hurt, and she couldn't help but let out a groan.
The figure in front of him stopped, stood for a while, then turned back silently.
He walked up to her and knelt down, lifted his skirt, and saw that the blood had already seeped out, and the bandage was soaked.
He gritted his teeth tightly, tensed his jaw, and said to her violently, "Do you want to die? Forget it if it hurts to death. Stupid death..."
As soon as he raised his head, he stopped silently.
Yaoyao was already in excruciating pain, and the tears were hanging in her eyes, so pitiful.
He had never seen her like this before, she was always serious in front of him, as if she was really his teacher.
He simply hugged her up. Yaoyao exclaimed, struggling slightly: "I can walk."
He ignored her, pursed his lips and quickly stepped into the elevator.
Carrying her all the way back to the room, he lifted her leg and put it on the stool, and peeled off the wound patch. Seeing the cracked scab, his face became even uglier, "Is there something wrong with your brain? It's so hot now, you still cover it The wound, you don't want to heal, do you?"
Yaoyao was dumbfounded, and explained weakly: "The person who bought the medicine said to..."
"They know nothing." Lin Jindong interrupted her weak argument bluntly, "They are for selling things. If you tell you that you don't need to post them, will you still buy them?"
Yaoyao was still unconvinced, "Your brother..."
He snorted, "My brother has never been injured since childhood, does he understand?"
He wiped off the blood stains with a wet towel, patted her leg and said: "Leave it to dry, don't move, be careful when you walk in the future, it will always crack and leave scars."
Yaoyao looked at his skillful movements, and suddenly asked: "Are you always injured?"
Lin Jindong paused, and cast a sideways glance at her with a half-smile, "You don't know that I like to fight? Showing you the scars on my body can scare you to death."
He is very proud and obviously regards the scar as a "medal".
Yaoyao shut her mouth and stopped talking.
Lin Jindong glanced at her, and landed on the sandals at her feet. They were of the same style as sneakers, but they were made of plastic, with only half of the heel exposed.
He looked away in disgust, "It's ugly."
Yaoyao didn't bother to talk to him.
After being quiet for a while, he twitched and asked, "Are you really... not going to teach me from now on?"
Yaoyao glanced at him, then asked indifferently: "Didn't you tell me to get out?"
Lin Jindong blushed, turned his face away, and said in a rough voice: "Isn't that an angry word? Are you stupid, can't tell the difference?"
"What you said without anger, what you said, and what you did, cannot be undone with an apology." Yaoyao asked him with a faint smile, "Have you ever listened to it after being overwhelmed?"
No matter how confused Lin Jindong was, he also knew such a famous allusion. He didn't say much, but asked: "Why are you willing to come back?"
Yaoyao sneered slightly: "Will you let me go when I go back?"
His face was even redder, his whole body was hot, and he promised: "I won't talk about it in the future."
"What if you fight again and rub against my face?"
"If you're so ugly, you'll have plastic surgery." He groaned, seeing Yaoyao's face sinking, he quickly waved his hands, "I won't fight anymore."
I won't let you know even if I fight.
He silently added a sentence in his heart.
Seeing that Yaoyao didn't answer, he couldn't hold back his face and begged again, so he sat up for a while and stood up, saying: "Then I'm leaving... You... You should be more careful when you walk these few days..."
Yaoyao nodded, "I won't see you off."
He opened the door and stepped out with one leg. He felt that he was really unwilling to get an answer. He gritted his teeth, put his embarrassment behind him, strode back, and asked loudly, "Do you want to come back? Give me an answer. "
Yaoyao gave him a cold look, "My leg hurts, so I won't be able to go for a few days. You should do your homework honestly at home, and wait for me to check. If you don't make any progress, you should get ready."
Lin Jindong grinned, then tensed up quickly, said "Oh", and said, "Then I'm leaving."
As soon as the door closed, he broke his power in an instant, and smirked at the elevator door twice. Suddenly there was the sound of the door opening behind him. He quickly stopped it, turned his head impatiently, and asked, "Why did you run out again?"
Yaoyao limped on one leg, and said coldly: "The takeaway will be delivered soon, let's go after eating."
Turning back after speaking, the door was not closed.
Lin Jindong waved his hand at the closed elevator door, and moved slowly inside the door.