A weak attack dog blood essay

After class on Saturday, He Juan received a call, and his aunt carefully asked him if he wanted to go home for dinner.

He Juan could faintly hear Lin Xueyuan's voice. He lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the paper in his hand. After a while, he said softly, "I made an appointment with my classmates to have dinner together, so it's over."

The aunt kept a few words, but He Juan hadn't spoken yet, and Lin Xueyuan's lively voice came very clearly: "Cousin, we haven't seen each other for a week! I miss you so much."

He Juan unconsciously hooked his lips: "Be good at home, I'll be home next week."

In the past two days, he had checked with Fu Xian about Fu Lin's study progress, and he planned to prepare for get out of class tonight, and with the papers assigned by the teacher on the weekend of the third year of high school, he was not planning to go back.

And... He Juan lowered his eyes, he didn't have any abnormalities in his heart these two days, but he obviously felt that he was much weaker than before, the most obvious thing was climbing stairs, running a little faster, his chest would beat violently, as if doing something Very strenuous exercise in general.

The hospital hasn't found out what the problem is, but the batch of advanced instruments have detected that his heart is beating in overload every day, and his body's metabolism is very slow, and his immunity is weakened...

He Juan hung up the phone, looked at the papers under his hand, and sighed slightly in his heart.

God gave him a chance to do it all over again, and at the same time charged some price, which is actually fair.He had never thought that in his life at the age of 30 or 40, he couldn't imagine himself getting married and having children like most people, but it seemed a bit too lonely to continue to live like this for ten or twenty years.

He half-closed his eyes and stopped thinking about it.

Guan Shijing went home on Saturday, and he was alone in the dormitory. After He Juan finished reciting Chinese and English, he swiped a paper for each subject. After reviewing physics and chemistry, he took out the paper that Fu Xian gave him yesterday. Fu Lin's mathematics reference book and began to write lesson plans.

On Sunday morning, He Juan took a late sleep, opened his eyes and quietly looked at the top of the white wall, and after two seconds, he turned on his phone to check the time, it was nine o'clock in the morning.

There was a new text message lying there on the phone, it was from Fu Xian.The two exchanged phone numbers because they had to make up lessons for his younger brother.

Fu Xian's text message was very brief: I will pick you up at two o'clock in the afternoon.

He Juan pressed open the text message with his fingers, and replied with a nice word.

This text message was very common to him. After sending it, he threw his phone aside and got out of bed to wash up.

On the other side, Fu Xian, who had been editing and sending out the text message for a long time, finally saw the screen of the mobile phone in hand light up.

He paused for two seconds before he took the phone, swiped open the screen, and an unread text message flashed out, his eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of his originally straight mouth curved slightly.

When he clicked on the text message, his pupils tightened, and the light from the mobile phone hit the borders of his gold-rimmed eyes, giving off a cool luster.

After a while, Fu Xian threw the phone aside, and the air around his body became colder and colder. At this moment, someone knocked on the door. Fu Xian tapped his fingers on the table and said coldly, "Come in."

"I heard that my brother found a tutor for me." A gentle voice came, and Fu Lin's cute face appeared as the door opened.

Fu Xian lowered his eyes impatiently: "Yes, what else?"

Fu Lin stood at the door, not intending to come in. After all, he hated this elder brother who was born aloft from the bottom of his heart, so he naturally didn't want to step into his cold and lifeless room: "Brother, you should find me a teacher. Do you want my opinion?"

Fu Xian asked back, "Do you need it?"

The smile hanging on the corner of Fu Lin's mouth gradually disappeared, and the gentleness in his eyes disappeared completely, replaced by a cold color: "Yes, indeed, my opinion is not important."

In this family, the father has the highest authority, followed by Fu Xian who was designated as the heir of the Fu family.

His mother can speak a little bit in Fu's Manor.

Only he, with his father, is just the youngest son who will receive share dividends in the future; with his mother, he is a tool to try his best to please his father to consolidate his position and seize power by the way.

So even if it is a tutor hired for him, no one really cares about his wishes.

"Although I don't know why you found a tutor for me, brother, and who is the other party, but my tutor is not so easy to do." Fu Lin smiled softly, but his eyes were dark.

Fu Xian's expression suddenly changed, and he lightly warned: "Don't do what you shouldn't do."

Fu Lin was really surprised that Fu Xian would warn him?It seems that the new tutor has some background.

He became even more curious.

He Juan didn't know about the brotherly drama that was going on in the Fu's Manor at this time.After washing up, he hesitated, took out a set of sportswear from the closet and put it on, preparing to go to the playground for a couple of laps.

Although the reason for the deterioration of the body has not been found, it is definitely good for the body to exercise.Maybe it can also improve the state of qi deficiency when climbing stairs recently.

He Juan ran half a lap, and his abdomen began to tear and hurt, and his heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest. He stopped immediately, and instead of going to rest immediately, he walked slowly around the playground.

"Kacha——" The sound of the camera and the dazzling white light came from the ear, and He Juan looked over keenly.

The person who took the photo just subconsciously picked up the camera to take a photo, and now that he has come to his senses, he also feels a little embarrassed.

But the embarrassment is the embarrassment. He didn't really want to give up this photo, so he went up to discuss: "Hello, classmate, I am a reporter from the A City Evening News. I came here today to shoot the campus of No. [-] Middle School. I saw you running and felt very youthful and energetic. , so I took it and wanted to put it in a newspaper as a corner of the campus, do you think it’s okay?"

He Juan nodded indifferently. His last world was an era of information explosion. He even did a street interview and posted it on the Internet. It was just a photo in a newspaper, and it probably wouldn't be the main page. The other party would post it if they wanted to.

The reporter's eyes lit up and he thanked him repeatedly.

Encountering this incident, He Juan was not in the mood to continue walking around the playground, and simply returned to the dormitory slowly.

The reporter who was still in the playground was very happy. He was sent to take pictures of the school this time, but he was a bit passive at work. Schools are the same, even the best middle school in City A can't make a good photo.

Unexpectedly, when he accidentally walked to the playground, he saw a very beautiful boy.He is clearly wearing the uniform blue and white school uniform of all school boys, but he seems to be the protagonist of a youth idol drama.

The boy's soft black hair was a little wet from running, and it hung on his forehead. His complexion was crystal clear and snowy, with a touch of post-exercise pink, his nose bridge was straight and delicate, and his lips were brightly colored.

The reporter didn't even want to pick up the camera to take pictures, and he was sure that this was his biggest gain from this shooting.

When this photo is typed, there is a youthful story behind it. He can guarantee that if the photo is put on the cover of the color version, the sales of this issue of the evening paper will definitely increase!

He Juan went around to the cafeteria to buy a burrito, and ate it while making the burrito when he returned to the dormitory. After two mouthfuls, he frowned and put the burrito aside, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

This cake is too salty.

It is clear that I ate it last week and thought it tasted good. Did the chef put a lot of salt in the cafeteria today?

He Juan stood at the school gate at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the black stretched Lincoln slowly stopped by the side of the road.

He Juan took a second look at the exterior of the car before getting into the car that he had only seen on TV in his entire life. Fu Xian was sitting in the back seat of the car.

There was a trace of surprise in He Juan's eyes: "Fu Xian?"

Fu Xian didn't even look at He Juan, he still looked down at the book, and said in a calm tone, "It's the first time you come here, I'll pick you up, after that, only the driver will come."

He Juan paused, then glanced at Fu Xian, who was still pressing the book with one hand, he pondered for a while, and said, "I can also go there by myself."

Fu Xian was a little displeased: "Go by yourself? My house doesn't have a bus station, let alone your body can take public transportation?"

He Juan couldn't understand why he couldn't even take public transportation?

Fu Xian paused for two seconds, feeling that the people around him did not speak. For a moment, he felt that his tone was too harsh just now. A faint remorse arose in his heart, and the deliberately maintained indifference on his face faded away a lot in an instant: "The tutor of the Fu family has always There are special drivers to pick them up, so you don’t need to come here yourself.”

The driver driving ahead was a little puzzled when he heard the words. The two young masters of the Fu family have always had good grades. They have never hired tutors. When will there be a rule for teachers to come and pick them up?

But then he thought about it, the teacher of Madam's flower arrangement class and baking class, etc., would indeed let the driver come to pick up the teacher, maybe the young master was talking about this situation.

After Fu Xian finished speaking, he held his breath and waited for He Juan's answer.

He Juan sighed in his heart, this is the world of the rich, then nodded.Soon he realized that Fu Xian was reading a book and couldn't see his movements, so he added: "Okay, I see."

Fu Xian saw He Juan nodding slightly from the corner of his eyes, his heart seemed to be scratched by a sharp cat's claw, his hand on the book slightly tightened, and then he slowly loosened it patiently.

The space inside the car suddenly became infinitely narrow, and the tip of his nose seemed to carry a clear smell of fresh snow. Fu Xian slowed down his breathing, but his body still tensed up uncontrollably.

When the Fu Family Manor finally appeared in front of him, He Juan understood from the bottom of his heart why Fu Xian didn't go back at noon. It was really time-consuming to go back and forth, and he almost fell asleep...

Fu Xian also heaved a sigh of relief, he straightened his back slightly, and felt the coolness in his body, it was the cold sweat that he broke out from his patience just now.

Fu Xian drooped his eyes, not yet, and had to wait.

After entering the gate of the manor and opening it for another six or seven minutes, He Juan saw one of the villas in the manor, the largest one, and a figure standing at the door.

When they got closer, they could clearly see that they were acquaintances, cousin Lin Xueyuan's classmate, Fu Xian's younger brother, Fu Lin.

The car stopped smoothly at the entrance of the villa. The driver got out of the car and opened the door for the two of them. He Juan got out of the car with his schoolbag on his back. When the boy at the door saw him, he was obviously surprised, and then his beautiful black eyes were filled with natural excitement and joy. : "So my tutor is Brother He Juan?"

He Juan didn't expect Fu Lin to be so excited, he ran over quickly and slammed into his arms.

But his strength was not small. He Juan was almost knocked to the ground, but it was Fu Xian who supported him from behind in time, so that he could stand still.

He Juan felt that his waist was tightly hugged by Fu Lin, and even hurt a little, he patted Fu Lin's shoulder helplessly: "Yes, I am your math tutor, can you let me go now? "

Hiding in He Juan's arms, Fu Lin saw Fu Xian's slightly changed expression and cold gaze from the gap, with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth.

So this is the tutor his brother found for him?He began to look forward to the days ahead.

The author says:

I am looking forward too.

=====[The next chapter is at nine o'clock tonight! 】========

I woke up this morning and this article was reported as harmful for sex/pornography, and all of them are waiting for a high-level trial to scare me!Fortunately, what I wrote is still pure and has not been locked orz;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!