Mr. Ji didn't chase him back today.

Ji Huai pouted, feeling a little ashamed.

Deng Yuxuan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Next time take it out and melt it earlier, the meat is quite difficult to defrost."

"it is good."

Deng Yuxuan looked at Ji Huai holding the kitchen knife, and was inexplicably afraid: "Let me cut the meat too. You are a novice, so it is easy to cut."

This time Ji Huai didn't listen to him, and carefully avoided his hand with the kitchen knife, "No, last time I cooked with Auntie, I also cut the meat."

Deng Yuxuan: "Alright."

The process of turning flesh was a bit long, Ji Huai looked at Deng Yuxuan and wanted to find something to talk about.

After struggling for a long time, he chose the most stupid sentence.

"When do you start work?"

"On the 16th of the first lunar month, there are still two days left." Deng Yuxuan said.

Ji Huai gave a dry "Oh", "Isn't it very tiring to lead the third year?"

Deng Yuxuan thought for a while before saying: "It's okay, this is the first time I'm leading a senior year, and it's quite fresh."

"Then they have graduated, are you going to teach the first year of high school again?"

Deng Yuxuan shook his head lightly, "Not necessarily, the school doesn't have this rule now, it was abolished last time."

Ji Huai lightly rubbed a potato in his hand, "Will their college entrance examination scores be linked to your bonus?"

"Hook up, look at the line." Deng Yuxuan explained: "It is to look at the math score of the child on the line, and only look at a single subject. A student who passes the line will be given 100 yuan."

Ji Huai said he knew, "Then how are the grades of the students in your class?"

When it came to students, Deng Yuxuan felt affectionate and felt gentle, "Not bad, 50 children, they should be able to let me get a bonus of [-]."

Ji Huai did some calculations and said, "That's good, more than half of a class passes a line."

Deng Yuxuan smiled, "Actually, the total score of our class can basically pass the first line, but there are many students who are partial to subjects. There is a boy who is particularly outrageous, with 148 in English and 25 in mathematics."

Ji Huai frowned, "That's a bit of a side subject."

Deng Yuxuan seemed to have thought of something funny, and kept laughing, "I wanted to make up lessons for him, but he didn't need it. He said that the family hired two tutors, and he just couldn't make up math."

Ji Huai didn't expect this to happen, and at first he found it funny, "I'm afraid it wasn't because I had a grudge against mathematics in my previous life."

The two of you are joking with each other.

The kitchen area is not big, but it is full of warmth at the moment, and the two of them are laughing and chatting, as if they were just in college, and all the stories have not yet begun.

Half an hour later, Ji Huai's flesh had melted, and he pushed Deng Yuxuan out of the kitchen, expressing that he could cook with peace of mind.

Deng Yuxuan hadn't seen him cook yet, so he was a little curious, so he decided to stay in the kitchen.

But who knows that Ji Huai held his face with a serious face, and said: "I am not willing to let you stand here. I make too much noise when I cook, and I will accidentally hurt you. I feel distressed."

With one word, Deng Yuxuan was defeated and fled back to the living room with a red face.

Ji Huai washed his hands and started cooking.

Deng Yuxuan was still blushing when he sat on the sofa, and he covered it with his cold hands for a while before trying to cool down.

It took Ji Huai at least an hour to cook, and Deng Yuxuan was bored, so he picked up his phone and swiped twice.

As soon as wechat was refreshed, a profile picture that I hadn't contacted for a long time appeared.

It's Ding Xuning.

Deng Yuxuan clicked on it and found that it was just an ordinary greeting.

"Mr. Deng, have you come back from your hometown?"

Deng Yuxuan's fingers jumped a few times on the keyboard to send a message.

"I just arrived today, what's the matter?"

Ding Xuning replied in seconds, "It's nothing, I just want to chat with you."

"Tell me." Deng Yuxuan pressed the volume button with his fingers, and his right eyelid twitched uneasily.

Sure enough, in the next second, a few large characters came into view.

"Teacher Deng, I like you."

Deng Yuxuan's originally loose body tensed instantly, he sat up straight holding the phone, hesitating for a long time not knowing how to reply.

At this time Ding Xuning sent a few more words.

"I know it's sudden, but I just can't hold it in anymore."

"I love you for a long time."

"It's been since my senior year in high school."

Seeing this sentence, doubts appeared in Deng Yuxuan's eyes.

When did he meet Ding Xuning, a senior in high school?

Maybe it was because he didn't respond to messages, Ding Xuning called directly.

Deng Yuxuan gritted his teeth and picked it up.

Ding Xuning cut to the chase, "Mr. Deng, have you forgotten about that?"

"I'm sorry." Deng Yuxuan said.

Ji Huai in the kitchen had a bad premonition from the ringing of his mobile phone, and he wanted to eavesdrop with his ears on the door frame, but because the distance was too far, he could only see Deng Yuxuan's embarrassed expression, and didn't know anything else.

Ding Xuning smiled with a good temper, "Don't be sorry, you should not remember."

Then, he told a story that Deng Yuxuan's memory had long since faded into ashes.

Three years ago, Xia Tian.

This is Deng Yuxuan's first year as a teacher. He still has great enthusiasm for his work. When he has nothing to do, he will walk around the school and enjoy the scenery.

That day was no exception. During the second class in the afternoon, Deng Yuxuan went out for a walk, and stopped by the C field to see the students in his class who were in physical education.

At that time, Ding Xuning was preparing for the city basketball game with his teammates. He just skipped the news that a male god teacher came to the school and didn't take it seriously.

So amidst the exclamation of the girls, Ding Xuning looked over impatiently.

With just one look, he will always remember that face.

It was unlucky for Deng Yuxuan, when he came over there was no one on the runway, but as soon as he got to the middle, a girl ran out from nowhere and bumped into him.

He took two steps back after being hit, and the girl fell directly to the ground.

The girl's friends gathered around and laughed, and the girl who fell was also laughing.

Deng Yuxuan had no choice but to walk over and stretch out his hand to the girl.

What kind of hand is that?

Fair and delicate, with distinct bones and hands like his own.

The girl's eyes were red, and she pulled Deng Yuxuan's hand up sexually, and even touched it vigorously when she arrived.

At that time, Deng Yuxuan had just entered the society, and when he was taken aback by such a bold stranger, his ears turned red instantly.

The beauty blushed, the scenery was so beautiful, the girls were chattering inappropriately, there was no barrier between teachers and students at all.

Ding Xuning saw the gods, and he didn't react until a basketball hit his face heavily. When he touched his nose, he got a nosebleed.

The rest of the basketball team rushed forward, talking about their opinions, but no one could produce a piece of paper.

Ding Xuning resisted the urge to roll his eyes, covered his nose, pointed to his bag, and said there was paper in my bag. "

Only then did the team members suddenly realize that they ran one to find his bag.

A seat was vacated in the crowd, and a hand holding a tissue came before him.

Ding Xuning took a closer look, wasn't this his greedy hand just now?

Deng Yuxuan was a little anxious at this time, he slapped Ding Xuning's hand, changed the paper and pasted it on his nose, and said: "Don't look up, don't let the blood flow back, find water to wash quickly."

Ding Xuning nodded, his eyes fixed on the face in front of him without moving.

He swore that it was the first time he heard the beating of his own heart so clearly.

Deng Yuxuan's somewhat anxious face remained firmly in his memory, and it would not leave for many years.

The team members also reacted, surrounded Ding Xuning and led him away from the basketball court, and Deng Yuxuan also turned and walked outside.

Two groups of people, two roads, run in opposite directions.

Since then, Ding Xuning has been running around in various competitions, and has never seen Deng Yuxuan again.

After hearing this story, Deng Yuxuan combined that half of his face with the current Ding Xuning in his memory.

It turned out that they knew each other so early.

Ding Xuning said that I have liked you since that day, until I met you in college. "

"You jokingly asked me if I was a good person because of your good looks. I was so nervous at the time that I almost blurted out that I like you." It's not because you are good-looking that I will help you. I like you because I don't want to see you being wronged. to help you. "

Deng Yuxuan was silent for a while after hearing these words, and the bits and pieces that he had neglected in the past became clear all of a sudden.

In the end, he hoarsely said sorry, I can't respond to your liking. "

Ding Xuning was quiet, as if he had foreseen it long ago.