It's okay, don't flirt!

It was slightly cool in the early autumn night, and Yan Jing was still topless, pulling a thin quilt. This temperature, and it was the weekend, should be the most suitable for sleeping, but he suffered from insomnia after being awakened by his charming spring dream.

A beautiful dream, after waking up, it is mostly difficult to reproduce in his mind. The figures in the dream are illusory and blurred, and he doesn't quite remember the plot. He can't remember anything except the vivid physical collision.

The sky was getting brighter, and there was the sound of birdsong outside the window, and he lay on his still intact left arm in a daze.Maybe I have reached the age when my blood is spurting, it's time to find someone to start a family?The brain cells are all active, and I can't fall asleep rigorously, so I put on a sports cardigan and go downstairs for morning exercises.

The campus is cold and quiet at five o'clock in the morning on weekends.The cool wind is floating, and the forest is full of sporadic cries of nesting birds, and the rare dead leaves falling under the feet, occasionally rustling.Walk through the grove, walk to the playground, and take a leisurely walk along the plastic track.

He looked up at the whitened skyline, breathed in the slightly humid morning air, and heard the sound of running behind him. He looked back and saw that it was Teacher Yang from the math group.

Yan Yan smiled and said hello, "Mr. Yang, good morning."

Teacher Yang stopped and took a walk instead, "When you get older, you can't fall asleep. Xiao Yan, why do you wake up so early?"

Rigorously scratching the back of his head, how can he say that he woke up from a dream all night and was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep, so he had to lie, "I'm free, I went to bed early yesterday, I had enough sleep."

Teacher Yang stretched his arms while walking, and chatted with Yan Jing, "Xiao Yan isn't dating yet."

Strictly grinning and nodding.

"I knew that young couples would be tired of being together on weekends, how could they go to bed so early?" Mrs. Yang was in his fifties, the age when he was most excited about blind dates and marriages, and he couldn't stop talking about it. "Xiao Yan, although you are not very old, you have to pick a good girl early, get in touch with each other well, and get married on June 25. It's just right. It's great to have a home, have someone to take care of your life, and have goals for your work."

Although strictness is always a virtue of being beaten in work and study, once you return to life, especially when you are nagged by others, you will be as good as a rabbit, similar to the warm care of seven aunts and eight aunts, and the greetings that others can't avoid, Strict but the most useful, only smile without showing teeth, and nod meekly.

Teacher Yang saw that he looked cute and cute, and instantly forgot his evil deeds of jumping around upstairs in the math group every day.Teacher Yang held his hand with a smile, "Xiao Yan, Sister Yang will help you introduce a good girl."

Looking carefully at the sky, it was already bright, he nodded and waved goodbye, "Mr. Yang, I'm leaving first, and I have to buy breakfast for the principal."

Young and able to take care of others, Mr. Yang likes this child more and more.

When Yan Jing returned to the apartment, he knew that Yan had already woken up, and when he saw someone came back, he poked his head out of the bathroom with a mouth full of toothpaste, "Where did you go?"

Fortunately, Yan Jing could understand the vague words, "I went to the playground for a walk twice, and I bought breakfast for you, and put it on the table."

Mingzhi Yan hummed and went back to the bathroom.The junior brother still remembers to bring food for himself even when he is walking, and he can't restrain the upturned lip line when he rinses his mouth.

One morning, Yan Jing locked himself in the bedroom and didn't know what he was doing. He knew that he didn't care, and sat on the sofa in the living room, holding the remote control and constantly changing channels, and glanced in the direction of the bedroom every 2 minutes.

The door of the room finally opened, Ming Zhiyan withdrew his eyes and concentrated on watching TV shopping.

"Brother, can your card be swiped to open the door of the gymnasium?"

Knowing that Yan turned his head over, "What's wrong?"

Strictly squeezed to his side, "I want to borrow chess to play."

"I'll go get it."

Knowing that he had left, he watched TV carefully. A slender, tanned foreign woman was standing on a stepper and exercising hard. It was an advertisement for weight loss equipment. Senior brother also needs these?Why did you take it so seriously just now?Do you like this type of woman?

The gymnasium is some distance away from the accommodation, on the other side of the playground.Knowing that Yan was striding forward, the sun was shining, the sky was warm, but the wind was not too hot, this kind of weather was just right for staying outdoors, if it wasn’t for Yan Jing’s arm injury, he definitely wouldn’t want to stay indoors and play chess.However, he knew that he played chess well, and he often played chess with his grandfather before going abroad, so it shouldn't be a problem to play with his younger brother.

He was holding the chess box, and when he opened the door, Wang Wenran was squatting in front of the door and taking off his shoes.

He looked up, "Hi, Uncle Master."

Why is rigorous speech so good, he can learn everything?Ming Zhiyan nodded, passed Wang Wenran, walked to the middle of the living room, opened the chess box, laid out the chessboard, and arranged the chess pieces.

Yan Jing squatted beside him to watch him make the shop, "Thank you, brother." Then he turned to call someone, "Wang Wenran, come and play chess with me!"

Knowing that Yan got up and walked to the side of the green square chess piece, he had no choice but to continue to move forward in the rigorous sentence. He went back to the sofa and sat down, continuing to watch TV indifferently.

Wang Wenran sat cross-legged by the chessboard, "I've never played this before."

Staring at the chess pieces rigorously, he silently recalled the rules that he had revisited in the morning, "It's okay, I haven't played for a long time, just play around. Pawns move one square at a time, guns have to move every other chess piece, rooks move casually, and horses move every day." It’s like walking in the fields, that’s about it, look down and look.”

Half-handed and blind-eyed just played chess happily.

Ming Zhiyan glanced at the battle situation from time to time, it was horrible, it was really a fool.It is right for the horse to move forward, but why do you still jump forward when the chess is stuck in front of you!Elephant is also, stuffed elephant eyes and run so happily!

Strict rules and nonsense, and it is better to be half-baked than to be blind. Wang Wenran is completely at a disadvantage when he is strategizing like Zhuge Wolong.He was just about to shake the feather fan, "I played chess with my father since I was a child, and you can reach this level by playing more."

Rigorousness took another bite, "Wen Ran, what do you and your father usually do?"

Wang Wenran raised his head, "In the past, he would play football with me."

Before the third year of junior high school, although my father was very busy at work, he would play football and run with Wang Wenran when he was free on weekends.Later, he thought it was because he was worried about his studies, and his father never played with him again on weekends.It wasn't until after the senior high school entrance examination that his father introduced himself with his new wife and baby in his arms, that he realized that he was thinking too much, and the weekends of that year were just to be distributed to more people.

"What are you playing with now?"

Wang Wenran fell silent, "I don't need to accompany him anymore, I'm older, and he has other people to take care of."

His parents have always been free and unrestrained people, and Wang Wenran grew up in such a family. He is public, always has his own opinions, and is not at the mercy of others.Regarding the breakdown of his parents' marriage, he has not expressed his opinion. This is their decision on their relationship, and he should not intervene.But he still has his own emotions and expresses them in a form of self-choice.

Wang Wenran's family is well-off, and he studied in Guangming for junior high school. It was the normal path to go straight to high school, but after the high school entrance examination, he chose to enroll in the experimental class because the tuition fee can be waived.When the family fell apart, he became a separate individual, and he didn't need anyone to support his life.

Yan Jing stopped what he was doing, "Are you taking revenge?"

Wang Wenran didn't know whether such an approach meant revenge, and if so, he didn't get any pleasure from it.

"They have their own decisions, and my decision is just a choice based on the existing facts."

Rigorous lateral boarding, General.

"Your father will always be your father. This relationship is not determined by law or by blood. He participated in your life and made you who you are today, and your presence gave him growth. This mutual influence is what makes you what you are today." The bonds of father and son, family affection. Even if he dies, he is still your father, and no one can change it."

Knowing that Yan was listening quietly, his rigorous eyes were flushed, and his expression was not serious preaching, but indifferent and gentle. He didn't seem to be elaborating a theory, but more like recalling.

Wang Wenran bit his lip and said nothing. From the moment he saw the woman's bright smile and the little child in her arms, he understood that his father was no longer his own, but, "Is he still my father... "

"Silly boy, he has the right to choose his life, and you have the right to choose his life, but he still has you in his life. When you are confused, sad, and helpless, he will still listen to your complaints, comfort you, and give you courage. , from the first time you called him daddy, this has been his life's mission."

"Brother Yan..."

"Cry if you want to cry. Boys cry in secret. It's not as bold as girls." Yan Jing rubbed his head, "If you miss someone, you have to tell him. Words can only be meaningful if you say them out. No matter how old you are, there is nothing wrong with wanting the love of your parents, this is human instinct, understand?"

Wang Wenran lowered his head, nodded vigorously, his shoulders twitched lightly, tears dripping on the chessboard like broken beads, nothing could cover up the mood of the 16-year-old child.

Yan Jing asked softly, "Do you want Dad to pick you up?"

Wang Wenran acquiesced.Yan Jing made a phone call, and after about half an hour, Wang Wenran's father rushed over, stroked his son's head and apologized, "I'm sorry, teacher, it's a bit of a traffic jam from the company, and I've caused you trouble."

After bidding farewell to the father and son, he closed the door rigorously. Seeing that Ming Zhiyan had rearranged the chessboard and was sitting on one side, he also sat down cross-legged.

Mingzhi said, "I played chess with my father since I was a child, and I can't even remember the rules?"

Yan Yan took a red piece, put it aside, held the green piece again, pulled it back, pushed it hard, and the red piece that collided slid far away, "Most of the time I play like this, see who hits the farthest .”

Knowing that Yan also imitated his appearance, he touched the chess, and Youyou said, "Your father..."

Yan Jing picked up the shogi, rearranged it, and made a pawn, "Passed away."

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