I don't think the plot is right!

Song Ange's house is so far away from the school?No wonder she was absent from the morning class every day.

But what I should be more worried about is how I will get home later... I am struggling with the fact that I have already reached my destination.

It is a single-family villa built on the mountainside, with warm yellow light overflowing from the floor-to-ceiling windows, Song Yuan saw Song Ange came back, stood by the door and rubbed her hair and asked her to change clothes quickly...it belongs to the family It feels... Fang Jiashu couldn't help but have a sore nose.

Seeing his strange expression, Song Yuan didn't think much, just took out the prepared slippers for him and let him in first.

Fang Jiashu followed carelessly to the restaurant, and unexpectedly there was a large table of food.

"You...you can eat like this every day?" Fang Jiashu couldn't help asking.

"No, I know you're going to come and make special preparations." Song Yuan smiled sincerely, but he only planned in his heart to give Fang Jiashu the strength to "tutor" later.

"That's it... But I don't eat at night." Fang Jiashu believed whatever others said, so he answered seriously.

"Huh?" Song Yuan was stunned when he heard this.

"Because I didn't eat dinner since I was a child, and I got used to it, but I would feel uncomfortable if I ate it later." Fang Jiashu explained sternly.

Seeing that Song Yuan didn't answer, Fang Jiashu continued to explain more clearly: "I... I grew up in an orphanage, and the headmaster was not easy. Being able to raise us... is already very good..." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head.

Sensing Fang Jiashu's embarrassment, Song Yuan inexplicably felt distressed, but said, "That's why you are so short?"

Seeing Fang Jiashu pouted angrily and raised his head to look at him, Song Yuan felt relieved, and then said gently: "How about some porridge, it's always okay to eat nothing."

Fang Jiashu was not good at refusing, so he nodded quietly.

And Song Ange saw her brother suddenly so gentle, she was stunned.

Later, when she saw Fang Jiashu drinking porridge, Song Ange completely understood why her brother became like this.

Fang Jiashu is really cute, his whole white and tender face is almost as big as a bowl, holding a spoon and nestling there carefully blowing porridge, or sticking out his tongue and panting after being burned...

And Fang Jiashu raised his head when he felt two beams of eyes directly on him, and saw that the two brothers and sisters were staring at him with doting eyes... My scalp is so numb, I feel that I really shouldn't come today...

After eating, I actually started tutoring!Song Ange used her eyes to suggest what her brother should do while reciting the ancient prose.

But Song Yuan sat at the table and stared at Fang Jiashu like an evil spirit.

He really planned to "do" something with Fang Jiashu, but now he just wants to watch him quietly.

Maybe it was because he was afraid that he would cry again when he was teased, maybe it was because he didn’t want to do it because he was so defenseless, or maybe it was because I found out that the more I knew him, the more distressed I felt...

At first, Fang Jiashu felt uncomfortable under Song Yuan's gaze, but after opening the textbook, his whole body melted into it, so he didn't think about it any more.It's just that Song Ange worked hard, and for no reason, he took classes for several hours.

After ten o'clock, Fang Jiashu began to feel strange. He kept taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes, and at the same time, he couldn't help but want to hang his head.

Song Yuan finally saw the strangeness and asked, "Sleepy?"

"...Well, what time is it?" Fang Jiashu asked in a daze.

"It's past ten o'clock, do you want to go to bed?" Song Yuan finally regained a trace of excitement.

"It's ten o'clock! It's over and there is no bus!" Fang Jiashu hurriedly stood up to pack his things.

"Are you still planning to go back? Just sleep here." Song Yuan replied as calmly as possible.

"No, no, no, I must go home." Fang Jiashu said firmly.

Seeing his appearance, Song Yuan couldn't help approaching him to tease him: "Why, are you afraid?"

Fang Jiashu didn't realize the ambiguity in this sentence, he just pushed him away and said, "Get out of the way, you won't even be able to get a taxi after a while."

Song Yuan grabbed Fang Jiashu's wrist and refused to let him go.

Song Ange kept watching them with her chin resting on her cheek, thinking that after staying up all night, she could finally see the picture she was looking forward to.

But I heard Song Yuan say: "It's not safe so late... I'll drive you back."

Song Ange slipped his elbow, and his whole face was pulled down.

While Song Yuan was going to pick up the car, Song Ange leaned over to Fang Jiashu and asked, "What do you think of my brother?"

Fang Jiashu felt that Song Yuan was kind and gentle at first, but then he thought of everything that happened in the bar that day, so he hesitated and couldn't speak.

Song Ange went on to say, "Don't think there's anything scary about the underworld, but actually my brother..."

"...Underworld?" Fang Jiashu interrupted, holding back a laugh.

"Yes, and our family is one of the most powerful gangs." Song Ange said seriously.

"Hahahahaha, you really are considered a writer." Fang Jiashu finally couldn't help laughing.

Just as Song Ange was about to say something more, Song Yuan had already returned.He saw Fang Jiashu smiling happily. Although he didn't know what he was laughing at, he still felt very happy.

On the way, Fang Jiashu shook again, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Song Yuan smiled and asked him: "What time is it, and you are so sleepy."

"I... I usually go to bed at 10:30 on time..." Fang Jiashu replied in a daze.After a while, I really fell asleep.

When Fang Jiashu arrived downstairs, he was still sound asleep.

Song Yuan first planned to carry him to the door of the house, but then realized that he didn't know the specific floor.

Just as he was hesitating whether to wake Fang Jiashu up, Song Yuan noticed that his sleeping face was really... making people want to commit a crime.

Song Yuan gently took off his glasses, you could see his long eyelashes fluttering, his soft lips parted slightly, breathing out shallow breaths, Song Yuan couldn't help approaching again and again...

When he was almost able to kiss his cheek, there was a sharp meow from the second floor, and Fang Jiashu opened his eyes.

Song Yuan quickly moved away and pretended to lean over to pick up the glasses, Fang Jiashu didn't doubt it, took the glasses and said thank you.

Song Yuan still wanted to say a few more words to him, so he asked casually, "The cat meowed loudly just now, did you hear it?"

"Well, it's because Sixi is hungry. She was fed late today, so she must be unhappy." Fang Jiashu continued.

"Sixi? Is that your cat?" Song Yuan asked.

"Yeah, Sixi is a long-haired cat with three flowers. It was the only friend I had when I was in the orphanage, and I kept it with me since then... It likes to eat small dried fish the most. If you put things in the It will definitely be pushed to the ground on the coffee table..."

Seeing his eloquent appearance, Song Yuan thought to himself that it was because of Sixi Fang Jiashu that he was in a hurry to come back, and it was the meowing that ruined his good deed just now...

But seeing Fang Jiashu's happy face when he mentioned the cat, he felt that he couldn't complain about anything.

In fact, after Fang Jiashu waved goodbye, Song Yuan still didn't leave.It wasn't until he saw the lights on the second floor that he left in peace.

When I got home, I saw Song Ange sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face. Song Yuan asked casually, "Aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Brother, I suspect that this is all a routine. You really want me to take tuition." Song Ange said resentfully.

In the end, Song Yuan just said: "Anyway, Fang Jiashu has to come tomorrow." Then he planned to go back to his room and ignore her.

Song Ange felt annoyed, and said loudly, "I don't care what you think! I'm going to put Teacher Fang on your bed this time! I have to write it all down! Just wait, it's no use hiding!"

This is the first time Song Yuan can't get angry at her sister's foul language.hide?He can't wait.

In fact, Song Ange is very happy to accept this kind of challenge. The way Fang Jiashu is pushed down on the bed is her greatest joy now.

And Fang Jiashu looked at Song Ange who had been smiling at him under the podium, and felt that his hairs were standing on end.

After school, he still went to Song Ange's house. In fact, Fang Jiashu was puzzled, what kind of tutor their family hired was not good, why did he have to drag himself there every day.With his naive thoughts, of course he couldn't think of Song Ange's true thoughts...

This time Song Ange decided not to obediently read all night like last night.After sitting down for 5 minutes, she began to cover her stomach and feign pain. After 10 minutes, she went to the toilet and never came out again.

Fang Jiashu was worried about her physical problems, so he asked Song Yuan if he wanted to take her to the hospital.

Song Yuan still doesn't understand his sister, and immediately replied: "Don't worry about her if it's okay."

Fang Jiashu frowned, why is this man so indifferent to his own sister?Thinking of this, he planned to get up and knock on the door to inquire about Song Ange's situation, but Song Yuan pressed him back on the chair as soon as he stood up.

Fang Jiashu still wanted to stand up, but Song Yuan put his hands on the armrests on both sides of the chair and surrounded him, trying not to let him stand up again.

Not only that, but Song Yuan boldly approached quietly, Fang Jiashu got a little annoyed by this, and kept pushing his shoulders.

It wasn't the shy and evasive expression as imagined, Song Yuan was a little disappointed, and whispered in Fang Jiashu's ear: "You, how obvious do you have to be for others to feel that something is wrong?"

Only then did Fang Jiashu realize that the current posture was very ambiguous, and couldn't help but think of what happened when he first met Song Yuan, so his face turned red to the neck again.

Seeing his expression, Song Yuan felt satisfied, pinched Jiashu's face below and straightened up with a smile.

Only then did Fang Jiashu realize that Song Ange was peeking at them from behind the door. Song Yuan followed Fang Jiashu's gaze and looked back, only to find that his sister was not only secretly observing, but also carefully recorded in a notebook...

You... all the atmosphere was ruined by you!With a black face on Song Yuan's face, he picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it towards the door.

Song Ange avoided it with a smile and ran away.

Song Yuan was still worried and locked the door behind him.

Fang Jiashu looked at all this but was very puzzled, stood up and said in a low voice: "If An Ge is not feeling well and doesn't want to take tutoring... I... I'll go home first?"

"It's too early now, everyone is here, let's go home after playing." Song Yuan replied.

"Playing?... What are you playing?" Fang Jiashu asked suspiciously.

Song Yuan almost said the word "you", but he couldn't say anything after meeting Jiashu's clean eyes.

It really fell on him, Song Yuan thought helplessly, then stood up and took his arm and walked out the door.The main reason is that I feel that if I continue to stay alone in this room with him, I really don't know what I will do.

"... Can I go home now? There are still buses, so I can go by myself." Fang Jiashu said while trying to shake off Song Yuan's hand.

"Who said you're going home, I'll take you to a fun place." Song Yuan turned around and said to him with a smile.

Fang Jiashu never really went to play anywhere since he was a child, and has always been studying and working according to the rules... So although he is not familiar with Song Yuan, when he heard that someone was going to take him out to play, he still couldn't help but look forward to it.

Song Yuan looked back and saw his expression of pursing his lips, knowing that he was happy now, so he couldn't help but laugh along with him.