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"The baby's summer clothes are all put away, and the teacher's summer clothes should also be tidied up..." Xia Chen suddenly said this while eating dinner.

Lu Zhixu leaned lazily on the back of the chair and let out a "hmm".

At that time, dinner was already on the table, and the weather was getting warmer, so the adults and children had no appetite. Xia Chen made porridge, and the cold dishes were salty and crispy dried radishes. He heated the fat and tender roast duck he bought in the microwave oven, and the duck meat was delicious. Served with thick and fragrant white rice porridge, and stir-fried refreshing lettuce slices, it will whet your appetite.

Although the baby played all afternoon, he is a child after all and has a small appetite. After eating a duck leg, he couldn't eat porridge. Xia Chen didn't force him, let him drink half a bowl of porridge, wiped the baby Wipe the corners of his mouth, let him go to the living room to play with building blocks first, and then take him to take a bath after Xia Chen has cleaned up the kitchen.

Lu Zhixu sat in the living room boredly and played computer for a while, then harassed Baby Lu restlessly, grabbed the baby's little hand which was fiddling with building blocks, and said, "Son, I'll take you to take a bath."

Before Xia Chen came, Lu Jiaming's baby was always bathed by Lu Zhixu. Lu Zhixu was actually not a strict person. It was okay for the baby to play with ducklings during the bath, but it was not allowed to play for too long, so He is still quick to bathe the baby.After Xia Chen cleaned up the kitchen, he pushed open the bathroom door, and found that Lu Zhixu put the baby on the bath towel on his lap, wrapped the baby in the bath towel, and rubbed off the water droplets on the baby.

Lu Jiaming's baby was like a little doll, he wiped it clean over and over again, wrapped it into a ball, and carried the baby to blow-dry its hair.

In fact, before the baby was born, Lu Zhixu knew nothing about taking care of children.

People are forced out.

That frail 24-year-old young man went from holding the baby tremblingly for fear of falling him even once, to putting the baby in the stroller, pushing the stroller to buy things in the supermarket, and finally hugging the baby extremely fiercely. Holding a baby Lu Jiaming dressed as a trendy person, and carrying a big bag in the other hand, but it doesn't seem strenuous at all...

Four years have passed.

His best time is spent protecting this fragile little life. He is the kind of person who is very good at making money, and he uses his own brain.At the same time, he is a person with very poor living ability. He can't cook, and he regards the kitchen as a dangerous hell. I don't know how to teach my baby to understand these words.He stocked countless sweets at home, and the nanny he invited was fired because the food he cooked was unpalatable, he was fired for not knowing how to take care of the baby, and the one who didn’t know how to cook and take care of the baby’s stomach was fired...

He is exhausted.

However, Xia Chen came.

Able to cook, take care of the baby, do housework, and even tolerate Lu Zhixu's weird temper, a 19-year-old youth is surprisingly calm and gentle...

Sometimes Lu Zhixu wondered why this young man named Xia Chen appeared so suddenly, like a gentle light, illuminating his and the baby's life unexpectedly.

Lu Zhixu is not an exaggerated person.

Xia Chen, it is indeed light.

Gentle, reserved, meticulous, the light from the sun.

Lu Zhixu is not a fool, he just doesn't like to say everything sometimes, it's not heartless, he has a steelyard in his heart, he just doesn't say anything.

He knew that Xia Chen sometimes took care of the baby and him as family members.

Only family members can be so unprincipled, tolerant, caring, and planning for it without selfishness.

Lu Zhixu didn't want to pursue Xia Chen's reason for doing so.

He convinced himself that maybe this young man who lost his parents was just looking for a sense of home in himself and his baby.

Lu Zhixu is not a person with strong self-control, most of the time, he is more like an ostrich.He will not solve the matter until it is under his nose.

After coaxing the baby to sleep, Xia Chen came out of the baby's bedroom and saw Lu Zhixu lying on the sofa with his eyes empty, as if he was thinking about something.

He went to the kitchen to warm a glass of milk and put it on the coffee table.

"If the teacher can't sleep, just drink a glass of milk. There is class tomorrow morning, so don't get up too late."

Lu Zhixu let out an "um" with his eyes wide open, but didn't move, and didn't go to get the glass of milk.

Xia Chen sat down on the sofa helplessly.

Xia Chen is very good at judging people. Lu Zhixu's personality must have been pampered by others. Regardless of whether it is his parents' arrogance or his friends' indulgence, Xia Chen will not let his work and rest time be so irregular. Lu Zhixu My health is already bad, if I continue to struggle like this, I am afraid that after the age of 40, it will go downhill sharply.

The lessons learned by Second Lieutenant Lu are there, Xia Chen still has lingering fears.

In this world, it is rare to have a person who makes people want to join hands with him, so we must cherish it, don't quarrel, don't get angry, and treat each other gently, because no one knows whether you will really have a lifetime.

"Teacher, let's go and tidy up your clothes. The weather won't be warm for long, and you need to prepare winter clothes." Xia Chen continued to persuade patiently.

Lu Zhixu raised his eyes slowly and glanced at him.

"I don't want to sleep..." Professor Lu wrinkled his nose, hanging from the corner of his eyes, "It's too warm."

Xia Chen frowned.

Someone didn't seem to have a drink at dinner?

How did that confused expression come about?

"I'm going to sleep on the sofa tonight," Professor Lu announced very firmly, and then lay down on the sofa physically.

Xia Chen was speechless.

It was indeed a warm night, in October's Xiaoyangchun, and even the air softened, like a feeling of spring.

Such a night reminded Xia Chen of a sentence.

"springfever", translated into Chinese, is an evening intoxicated by the spring breeze.

But no matter how intoxicated you are, you can't just sleep on the sofa, right?

Xia Chen has a new understanding of Professor Lu's unconstrained style.

In this family, he is only a student and nanny after all, so it is impossible to use soft violence to carry Lu Zhixu back to the bedroom. He can only take a space quilt from Lu Zhixu's bedroom and cover it for Lu Zhixu. superior.

He sat quietly on the sofa for a while, looking at the glass of warm milk.

He didn't return to his bedroom until Lu Zhixu's breathing became even and long.

He didn't know that after he left, Professor Lu turned over triumphantly, kicked the bed to the ground, took a sip of the glass of milk, curled his lips, and went on lying down to sleep again.

When Xia Chen got up to buy vegetables in the morning, he found Professor Lu's quilt dropped on the ground.

He smiled helplessly, and put the quilt back on Lu Zhixu.

When he came back, Lu Zhixu woke up for the first time, sitting on the sofa with a cold face, with the quilt in his arms, staring at the glass of milk on the tea table.

"Teacher, go back to the room and sleep again. It's only seven o'clock. I'll wake the teacher up for breakfast later, and we'll go to school together." Xia Chen instructed familiarly.

Lu Zhixu sat motionless on the sofa.

Xia Chen didn't speak any more, put the bought vegetables in the kitchen, washed his hands and came out.

He sat on the sofa beside Lu Zhixu.

Lu Zhixu turned his head and gave him a sullen look.

He has a cool face, hanging eyes, and light-colored thin lips. When looking at people, he always makes people think he is very arrogant.

But what happened to the watery light in the corner of the eye?

Xia Chen's expression also changed.

He reached out to touch Lu Zhixu's forehead, and Lu Zhixu tilted his head in displeasure. Just as he was about to explode, classmate Xia's face darkened.It was rare for him to have a bad face, so he was very imposing, and Lu Zhixu didn't even dodge for a while.

Xia Chen tried Lu Zhixu's forehead, and then tried his own.

Three seconds later, he announced with a sullen face, "Teacher, you have a fever."

If there is one word to accurately describe Lu Zhixu's character, it would be "Zuo".

In the southern dialect, "zuo" has the meaning of willful and unreasonable troubles, and also the meaning of looking for trouble and being arrogant, and there is another meaning.

Generally speaking, only the person who dotes on this person the most will say helplessly: "Just 'do'!"

Xia Chen found a thermometer from the Lu family's medicine box, held it in Lu Zhixu's mouth, and stood beside the bed with his mobile phone to call Xu Xu to ask for leave. Lu Zhixu sat on the sofa with a thermometer in his mouth—— His sullen face was not because he was suffering, but because he was burned out. If Xia Chen hadn't found out, he might just sit on the sofa all morning with a sullen expression.

After Xia Chen made the phone call, he declined Xu Xu's idea of ​​coming over to visit the doctor, walked to the sofa with a sullen face, and took out the thermometer that Lu Zhixu had in his mouth.

38.3 degrees.

well.

Xia Chen's face was so dark that it was about to rain, and a certain evildoer surnamed Lu was still muttering fearlessly: "I won't go to the hospital..."

In less than three seconds after he finished speaking, Xia Chen did what he wanted to do last night but couldn't do it.

He stretched out his arms to wrap around Lu Zhixu's waist, and before he protested, he carried him on his shoulders and strode towards the bedroom.