love you as i wish

更新时间：2013-04-2509:59:54字数：4569

Busy, busy, busy!

I'm so busy that I don't even know why I'm so busy.

After leading a group of newly arrived freshman girls to the apartment assigned by the school committee, Fang Bofan stared expressionlessly at the golden mangoes on the tree, and had to endure occasional excited screams and chattering inquiries.

He only agreed to the new plan of the student union when he lost his nerve.Just because he returned to school three or four days early, he was followed by the vice president of the student union who was full of tongues, saying that there will be many mentors present for this orientation.

It's none of his business that the mentor is there!However, when he heard the vice-chairman say that there was a new "psychological counseling point for freshmen" this year, he became a little bit interested.And when I heard that the psychological counselors of Z University basically came to welcome the new students, he seemed to be drugged, and instead of nodding obediently, he was caught in the playground to help them build a shed because the psychological counseling point was set up. here.

Damn, I've been busy all day, and the psychological counselor has changed from one group to another, but Yan Nuo has never been there.The good patience wears away bit by bit, and is finally exhausted in waves of squeaking noises.

He quit.Going back to sleep is better than standing here and listening to a group of little girls chattering, not to mention the sticky sweat stains crawling all over the body, making it uncomfortably itchy.

He didn't have a physique that smelled after sweating, but his body was sour and smelly, and he was really uncomfortable.In addition, he didn't meet Yan Nuo as he imagined, and he was even more angry. By now, his self-cultivation is considered pretty good.

"Senior Fang, are you leaving?" The little girls finally noticed his moving figure, and one of them chased after him and asked.

"You should know how to walk on the playground, so you won't get lost!" The flat voice suppressed impatience, which was his limit.Usually it doesn't matter, it doesn't mean he has a gentle temperament.

"No." Seven or eight little girls said in unison.

very good!Bowing his head to hide the coldness that flashed in his eyes, Fang Bofan turned and left.

The vice president of the student union... Bai Fang basked in the sun, pulling out a deep chill.

It's best not to let him dust it again, otherwise, he will let this guy know that things can be eaten indiscriminately, and words... Hmph, don't talk nonsense.

Will all the counselors be there?That's what he said at the time.

Shit!

In September, mangoes are fragrant. Driven by the wave of freshmen, Z University's campus set off a frenzy of "Love Me Z University".

Although the novelty enthusiasm of the freshman has injected new vitality into Z University, it has no effect on the seniors.People, being stupid once is enough.After this year, the seniors should go their separate ways. How can you care if you love the school or not.Even senior professors and tutors turn a blind eye to those who are absent from class, those who doze off, and those who openly goof around in class.

In October, the bustling campus becomes quieter.The fresh excitement lingered in the minds of the freshmen for a month before leaving quietly.Classrooms, dining halls, libraries, the three-point-one-line life has gradually become standard for Z University students, regardless of their grades.

However, after nearly two months of getting used to it, Fang Bofan is still not happy with the psychological tutor who is teaching.

When the first class was held, he hugged the textbook and notebook enthusiastically, picked a place closest to the blackboard, and waited wholeheartedly for Yan Nuo to come to class.Unexpectedly, a female lecturer came running.

That's great, the fire in my stomach when I was doing labor at the beginning of school, not only didn't go out, but it got hotter and hotter.

Turning the pen in his hand, his chin lazily resting on his left arm, Fang Bofan was bored.

The design project assigned by the company will not be handed in until after next year, but now it is only the end of October, so he is not in a hurry.In his spare time, he wandered outside Yan Nuo's office, hoping to run into him.He still has a few meals to teach, of course he has to find a chance to invite someone.Originally thought that Yan Nuo would continue to lead the class, so he didn't worry about not seeing each other.However, things backfired.

Therefore, as a student, he had no choice but to take the initiative.

Every time I had the chance to see Yan Nuo, I either saw him running out of the house in a hurry, or saw a large group of students standing around him on the stairs of the office building, chatting and laughing happily, and there was no room for him to intervene.

This professor is very enthusiastic about everyone.

Seeing Yan Nuo patiently answering the group of students' questions, with a gentle smile on his face, he was particularly dazzling.

Thinking of this scene, Fang Bofan's brows tightened, becoming even more impatient.Throw away the fountain pen, and let the index finger and middle finger make a discordant jingle sound on the table, feeling... How annoying.

In the last minute of get out of class, the female teaching assistant who has been teaching for two months finally caught his attention:

"Students, next week's Interpersonal Psychology, I may not be able to come. However, I will ask Professor Yan to help substitute the class. It is Professor Yan Nuo who led your class last semester..."

As soon as these words came out, the classroom exploded like a vegetable market at seven o'clock in the evening——

"Oh, don't worry about it. If you can't come to class, you won't be there." This is the class-weary school.

"Wow, I haven't seen Professor Yan for a long time!" This is the nympho pie.

"Will the professor come if the professor is asked to come to the teaching assistant's class?" This is the wait-and-see school.

"get out of class is over, let's go eat." This is indifferent pie.

……

"Fang Bofan, why are you in a daze, let's go!"

"it is good."

Ordinary days, ordinary courses, veterans who are used to messing around, will not be attracted to days without emergencies.However, since the moment Fang Bofan opened his eyes, he has been in an inexplicably excited mood.until-

"Fang Bofan, you are crazy, sit in the first row? Aren't you afraid of being caught dozing off by the professor?"

"I'm going to make up notes today." Stretching his arms and legs, and reclining his whole body against the seat, Fang Bofan stretched out big, big, big... lazily, with a brisk tone.

The quiet classroom is waiting for the teacher's visit as always.

After the long ringing of the bell──

1 minute... 5 minutes... 10 minutes...

"Will the professor come today?" Some girls in the corner began to doubt.

"It's better to finish the get out of class." The class-weary bitch was so excited that she almost didn't tap dance.

Boom -- another burst of short and long bursts of blasting open the nest.At the moment of intense debate over whether to go or stay──

"Sorry, I'm late." A low-alcohol and slightly hoarse baritone voice sounded from outside the door.

The first time he saw someone, Fang Bofan's heart, which was agitated by many discussions, went straight from Abi Hell to Heaven and Wonderland in an instant. If the desk wasn't in the way, he almost jumped up with excitement.The gray pupils stared straight at the slow-moving figure without blinking.

The professor seemed to have lost weight, and his jaw had sharpened.Is it possible to lose weight successfully by eating instant noodles every day?Looking critically at Yan Nuo who was a few feet away, Fang Bofan pursed his lips.He doesn't think the professor needs to lose weight, even though he doesn't have much muscle and fat.The lips were a little pale and had no color.There is a little dark circle at the moment, it must be seen by staying up late and reading.Looking at the very center of the classroom, the eyes seem to have no fixed focal length.The hair is long enough to reach the tip of the nose.His face looks good, red...

wrong!

Frowning and squinting, Fang Bofan sat up straight.

Yan Nuo's eyes were not only out of focus, but also blurred and erratic, looking at him as calm as stagnant water.Since entering the lecture room, apart from allowing everyone to review and preview by themselves, they have sat quietly behind the desk without saying a word, covering their lips with empty fists from time to time, and coughing in a low voice.

The more he stared at Yan Nuo, the more Fang Bofan felt something was wrong.

Picking up the notebook on the table, he stood up carefully from behind the table, and moved lightly to the podium, as if asking a question.

"Professor, I want to ask you a question." Lowering his voice, he swept the classroom, but it did not attract too much attention.It can be seen that he behaved fairly normally.

"Yes, please." After a low cough, Yan Nuo tilted his head to catch his breath, and subconsciously responded.He can no longer tell the difference between east, west, north and south, so how can he answer the students' questions with confidence.He hadn't been sick for more than half a year, but he didn't expect the first illness to be so severe that it made him dizzy.If he didn't want to agree to Fang Zhimei's substitute class last week, he might still be sitting in the office in a daze.

"You're not feeling well!" Propping his elbows on the table, Fang Bofan drew closer.To outsiders, it seems that the students are asking questions and the professor is patiently answering them.

"Eh?" The familiar voice suddenly rang out from his ear, bringing back Yan Nuo's still sobriety. The moment he raised his head, he stared blankly at Fangfan above him, his eyes full of concern. "A...fan?"

Yan Nuo struggled to vomit out the deep love that lingered in his heart, and Yan Nuo was in a trance for a moment: Why did this child appear here?He vaguely remembered that Fang Zhimei gave a classroom number, but he didn't expect that it would be Fang Bofan's class teaching here.

"Are you... having a fever?" Fang Bofan asked in a low voice, attracted by the unusual high temperature emanating from his face.

"Really? Maybe a little bit." The beating heart made the drowsy brain a little clear, Yan Nuo smiled uncomfortably, trying to pull away the cheeks that were close to each other.

"Maybe a little bit?" The flushed cheeks didn't look like a little bit, let alone the occasional hoarse cough.When Fang Bofan came back to his senses, Yan Nuo's hot forehead was already stuck on his single palm. "It's hot!" he whispered.

"Ah!" Shouted in surprise, Yan Nuo was frightened by the palm of his eyebrows and leaned back. Unexpectedly, the corner of the chair shook and he fell back crookedly.Just before the back of the head kissed the blackboard, a strong force stopped at the waist, avoiding the serious consequences of growing "xiaolongbao" on the head.

"You come to take over as a substitute when you are so ill. Are you in good health?" Fang Bofan helped him to sit still, his eyebrows were thick and his calm gray eyes were tinged with anger, and he forgot to call him "you" that should be respected.

"It's okay." Nervous with the strong iron arms supporting his figure, Yan Nuo moved the seat, his cheeks burned even more.

"Okay?" Sitting is a problem, so you still say okay?Fang Bofan gritted his teeth as he stared at Yan Nuo who moved the chair at Low Guan.

"Yes, it's okay." Yan Nuo smiled at him with his hands firmly on the desk. "Don't you have a problem, see if I can help you."

"..." There was silence for five seconds. "Go see a doctor." Closing the notes spread out on the desk, Fang Bofan turned around to tidy up the scattered books.

"Here, take your medicine." Holding the number of pills in his palm, Fang Bofan reached out to Yan Nuo's lips, intending to feed him.

"I'll do it myself." Leaning back, Yan Nuo was panicked because of his ambiguous posture.This child was forced to take him to the school infirmary, and then sent him home aggressively.Along the way, apart from being expressionless, he didn't say a word.After finally talking, he was fed medicine.The tall and strong body embraced him, and the warm palm spread an unknown pill to his lips. The posture...was so ambiguous that it made him blush.Maybe this kid doesn't mean anything, but his intentions are not right!

He loves the boy!Tell him how to face him calmly with this attitude, and he should chant Amitabha if he doesn't have a tachycardia.

"Open your mouth." Frowning, Fang Bofan tilted his flat palm slightly to form a certain slope, allowing the pill to slide on his lips.

Reluctantly, Yan Nuo turned his eyes away, took the pill that had slipped to the corner of his lips, and swallowed it with the warm water that was immediately served.There was still a tinge of joy in addition to the heartbeat: if he is like this, is he kissing the child's hand?

"What do you want to eat?" Staring at him, after confirming that he had swallowed the pill, Fang Bofan put the short sleeves of his T-shirt on his shoulders, and walked into the kitchen familiarly.When I opened the refrigerator, as expected, a few cucumbers that were not green or yellow were lying on the bottom floor, and above them were all kinds of noodles.When I opened the locker above, I was not surprised to see a box of unopened instant noodles.

Alas... Sighing, Fang Bofan closed the locker and decided to find a few packs of boiled noodles from the refrigerator, preferably whole egg noodles, which would not get angry.For vegetables, just use those wrinkled cucumbers.If it's too time-consuming to go downstairs now, Yan Nuo might fall asleep when he comes back.

Turn on the water, turn on the fire, and cut the cucumbers.Fang Bofan moved skillfully.

"Afan, do you have no class this afternoon?" Leaning against the door, Yan Nuo was inexplicably moved when he saw his busy moving figure.This child seemed not as cold and aloof as when we first met, and treated him much more casually.It seems...the two are true friends.Fortunately, Yan Nuo stretched out his hand to caress the high-temperature forehead, feeling a little relieved.He was happy to see the child change.

"No class in the afternoon." Watching the water in the pot, Fang Bofan turned around.Suddenly, he yelled: "Who told you to come here, go back to bed. Otherwise, you can sit on the sofa, don't walk around." In addition to the thunder, he physically supported Yan Nuo back to the living room, and his movements were gentle.

"I... will walk by myself." Yan Nuo whispered as he was almost dragged back to the sofa with his half arms.

"I can't even stand still, but I'm ashamed to say that I can walk." Fang Bofan gently put him on the sofa, and Fang Bofan growled again.

"I..." Embarrassed, Yan Nuo widened his eyes and resisted wordlessly.He was still pleased with the warm side of the child just now, but now that he thinks about it, he is not at all pleased.Being yelled at by a child who is seven or eight years younger than himself like this, what is his face and prestige!

It's true that I like this kid, but it's not enough to let him drink and yell and keep a smile on my face.Coupled with the high temperature, the mood is even worse.Hugging the pillow, Yan Nuo felt depressed all by himself.