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The tutor came on the third day.

Dong Xun just finished his piano class, when he left the classroom door, he saw Xiang Bei waiting for him in the smoking area.He turned around and greeted the teacher at the front desk, and then said to Xiang Bei, "I'll just go back by myself, you don't need to come pick me up."

Xiang Bei pinched the cigarette in his hand, and said, "It's okay, I'm on my way."

Dong Xun didn't say anything, and followed him into the car.

In the car, Xiang Bei talked to Dong Xun about tutoring, and asked Dong Xun what he thought.Dong Xun looked down at the time on the phone, shook his head and said no.

He has always been submissive, at least at home.

Xiang Bei didn't speak anymore, and concentrated on driving.Dongxun fell asleep under the hypnosis of the quiet and soft piano music.

"Sleepy?" Xiang Bei asked.

Dongxun murmured, too sleepy to speak.Xiangbei then helped him put down the backrest, and after a while he heard his even breathing.

The air conditioner in the car was turned on, and the temperature was adjusted up to the north, and the wind was also turned down.

Dongxun woke up when the car was parked in the garage. He adjusted the seat and rubbed his neck, "It's here so soon."

Xiang Bei smiled and unbuckled his seat belt, and said, "It's not too soon, more than an hour."

"Huh? I've slept for so long?" Dongxun was annoyed, thinking that he should go to bed earlier at night.

When the two entered the door, the aunt's food was just on the table. Dong Xun saw a stranger sitting at the table, thought it was Xiang Bei's friend, and didn't ask any more questions. He went upstairs, changed his clothes, and came down to wash his hands and eat.

He stood in front of the sink and washed his hands, and stretched his hands under the faucet from behind him, as if hugging from behind.

Dong Xun's back was pressed against his chest, and he could hear his steady heartbeat.

"Can't you wait for me to wash before you wash?" Dong Xun asked.

Xiang Bei grabbed Dong Xun's hand and squeezed the hand sanitizer, almost whispering in his ear, "I'm here to wash it for you."

"Then I'll wash it myself."

"My hands are also covered with foam, don't move, let's wash together to save water. Hurry up and eat."

Dong Xun drove Xiang Bei out of the bathroom and went to the toilet, washed his hands again, and said to himself while washing: "What nonsense logic."

After sitting at the table, Xiang Bei introduced the person who had been sitting silently to Dong Xun.

"Dong Xun, this is a second-year graduate student at a nearby university, Zhao Siwen, let's start today, and I will teach you from today." Xiang Bei went to Dong Xun to pick up vegetables in his bowl, and when he was holding a piece of green pepper, Dong Xun stretched out his chopsticks to block it. one time.

"I don't eat green peppers," he said.

The graduate student introduced himself following Xiang Bei's words: "Hello, my name is Zhao Siwen." Then he extended his hand to Dongxun.

Dong Xun thinks, it looks really gentle.

He also reached out his hand to shake it symbolically, and then let go, "My name is Dongxun, brother Xiangbei."

Xiang Bei, who was eating with his head down, looked up at him, and then added: "Yes, Dong Xun is my brother."

Zhao Siwen felt that the atmosphere was very uncomfortable, and he was not good at chatting with people, so he smiled politely at the two of them, and ate quietly.

In the evening, Xiangbei sat in the living room to work, and gave up the study to Dongxun for class.

When he came out of the study, he deliberately leaned the door against the wall and said, "Let's open the door. Dongxun is not in good health, so the air conditioner in this room will not be turned on."

Zhao Siwen felt strange, Dong Xun's heart was like a mirror, he hummed lightly, and opened the textbook in front of him.

Dongxun has always had good grades. He has been the class monitor for as many years as he has been in school. He is well-behaved and sensible. After leaving Xiangbei, his teachers praised him as a good student.

The thing to learn involves management. No matter how good the grades in Dongxun High School are, it is the first time he has come into contact with advanced textbooks. Zhao Siwen asked him to spend some time looking at the catalog, and then listed the subjects to be taken one by one. Come down and explain to him one by one what to learn in each subject, and the first class is over.

Dong Xun asked if he wanted to see him off, but before Xiang Bei refused, he said that he came here by bicycle.

Because of the close distance, Dongxun didn't insist anymore.He sent Zhao Siwen to the porch, thanked him politely, and after they left, only himself and Xiangbei were left in the house.

He packed the slippers into the shoe cabinet, went to the dining table and got himself a cup of hot water, and then went to the living room to sit on the sofa.

Xiang Bei was still working, and suddenly remembered something, turned off the computer, and said to Dong Xun, "Say, come back and play the piano for me."

Dong Xun trembled and almost knocked over the cup.

"I don't have a piano at home, how can I play it?" Afraid that Xiang Bei would misunderstand him and perfunctory him, he said again: "Tomorrow, if you are free, you can go to the center to find me, and I will play for you. What do you want to hear?"

Stretching to the north, stretching his neck, he got up and went to the wine cabinet to open a bottle of red wine, took a wine glass for himself, and returned to the sofa to sit down.

He took a sip, looked at the dark red liquid, and swung the glass.

"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Dong Xun explained: "I didn't say that because I asked you to pick me up."

"I know." Xiang Bei took another sip, "I want to pick you up myself."

When I was young, I went north to attend a creative inspiration interest class for a period of time.The teacher said that he lacked a little imagination in writing, Xiang Rui thought about it, then send it to start using his brain.

She wanted to send Dongxun there together, but Dongxun had piano lessons on Saturdays and Sundays, so she couldn't spare time, so she gave up.

However, both Dongxun and Xiangbei are near a shopping mall. To the south of the mall is Dongxun's piano school, and to the north is Xiangbei's creative class.Xiang Rui sent the two of them to the square in front of the mall every Saturday and weekend morning, and gave them 100 yuan each to let them go home by bus after class and dinner.

At that time, the two were in the fifth grade, and Xiang Bei was still in conflict with each other. Usually, Dong Xun went to the door to wait for him after school, had dinner together and then went home.

It took a total of one and a half hours to transfer from the bus to the subway, and Xiangbei hardly talked to Dongxun.Occasionally, when he was in a particularly good mood, he could say a word or two to Li Dongxun.

In fact, Dong Xun didn't say much, at most it was just one or two sentences.

This situation lasted for half a year. Dongxun's piano lessons came to his home, and because Xiangbei didn't want to go to the hobby class anymore, Xiang Rui simply asked Dongxun to take lessons at home on weekends.

The reason why Xiangbei didn’t go to the interest class was simple. One day when Dongxun went to pick him up, the teacher saw Dongxunsheng’s cuteness and chatted with him. After learning that he was learning the piano, he asked him to play it for the children in the kindergarten class. a nursery rhyme.

As soon as Xiang Bei came out, he saw a group of children surrounding Dong Xun, he turned and left, Dong Xun ran to catch up with him.

Dong Xun saw that Xiang Bei quickly drank half a glass of red wine, and persuaded him, "Don't drink it, if you drink too much, you will wake up with a headache tomorrow morning."

"Okay, finish this cup." Xiang Bei agreed.

He simply drank the remaining half of the glass in one gulp. He drank in a hurry, choked and coughed a few times.Dong Xun frowned and went over to pat him on the back, with a hint of reproach, and said, "No one kicked you out, what are you doing so fast?"

Xiang Bei regained his breath, looked up at him, his eyes were not drunk, but clearer.

Dong Xun had a premonition that he was always going to do something when he looked at him with such eyes, and sure enough, he pulled his wrist to the north and said to him:

"Dongxun, can we have a kiss?"

"If I say no, what reason are you going to find this time?" Dong Xun still kept bending over, but the movement of his hands had stopped.

He looked down to the north, carefully distinguishing the complex emotions in his eyes.

Xiang Bei smiled and said to him, "Then next time."

Just as Dong Xun knew that this person would make such a request, he also knew [-]% that he would soften his heart.When Xiang Bei was about to get up, he sighed, knelt down on the edge of the sofa and kissed him.

Before kissing him, she said emphatically, "Just kiss, don't push yourself too far."

Then the two people's lips and teeth intertwined, and there was a strong aroma of wine.

The next morning.

Xiangbei packed up and came out of the bedroom. When he walked to the door of Dongxun's room, he saw the door was ajar.

He knocked on the door: "Are you up?"

Dong Xun responded: "Get up, go down and have breakfast, I'll come."

Auntie prepared Dongxun's favorite food, and Xiang Bei explained it yesterday.He poured a glass of milk and put it on the seat next to him, cut the fruit into several pieces for Dongxun and put them on the plate before he started eating.

Dong Xun didn't know what he was looking for, and he came down after searching for a long time. Xiang Bei was about to go up and call him.

"What are you looking for?" Xiang Bei asked casually.

Dong Xun put the folder in his hand on the table, took a sip of milk, and said, "There's nothing important, eat quickly."

Xiang Bei didn't ask any more questions.

After breakfast, Dong Xun was about to be late. He suffered from insomnia last night. He slept very late and woke up a little late. He grabbed the key hanging on the wall and ran to the entrance to put on his shoes.

Before I sent you off to the north, the moment Dongxun opened the door, the rain poured down from the sky and hit the ground with a crackling sound.

In the car, Xiangbei called his assistant to arrange work, and took Dongxun to the training center by detour.

"Sorry, I didn't expect it to rain." Dong Xun said.

Hearing this, Xiang Bei was very unhappy, he was not used to such polite Dong Xun at all.

"Do you have to be so polite to me?"

Dong Xun was taken aback, and said for a moment, "I'm used to it."

"What are you used to?" Xiangbei stopped the car and waited for the red light, smiled and said, "You were not like this before."

"I just got used to it in the past few years." Dong Xun said.

When we arrived at the training center, Xiang Bei took an umbrella from the car to Dong Xun, who took it over and asked, "Is there any more?"

Xiang Bei looked back at the back seat and said, "No more, just this one, you can take it."

"What should you do?" Dongxun unbuckled his seat belt. After thinking about it, he only had an umbrella, and it would be boring to push it around. "Then you get to the company and let them deliver it to you."

After saying hello to Bei, he drove away after watching Dong Xun enter the gate.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Dong Xun's class was over, and Xiang Bei showed up at the training center on time.

He lowered his head to play with his mobile phone in the parent's lounge, typing quickly on the keyboard.Dong Xun came out of class and saw him standing outside the glass door.

"I'm out of class."

He stood at the door and said to Xiang Bei.

Xiang Bei locked the phone screen, raised his head and spoke to him: "Well, how many classes did you have today?"

"In the seventh quarter, a student was added."

Dong Xun went in, sat next to the piano, took out the score in his hand and put it in front of him, tried to press a few notes, then turned to him and said, "Now I'll play it for you."

Xiangbei studied piano for two years, and it ended abruptly on the day Dongxun came here. He didn't regret it later, after all, he was too young at that time and had no feelings for piano.

He walked behind Dongxun and saw his slender fingers moving nimbly on the keys, and his mood improved.

He asked, "What song is this?"

Dong Xun put away the score after playing the last bar, and replied casually: "It's written by a small number of composers, play it casually."

Xiang Bei didn't get suspicious, he said something nice, and followed Dong Xun to the gate.

When the two arrived home, the piano that Xiangbei bought for Dongxun happened to be delivered home and was being moved inside.

"Did you buy this?" Dong Xun pointed to the expensive piano and asked, "You just bought it?"

The piano was black, and Dongxun knew it was not cheap just by looking at the paint surface and shape. He caught a glimpse of the logo printed on the back of the piano and calculated the price in his mind.

When he turned to the north to let the workers reach out his hand to protect Hu Dongxun, he didn't know what passed across the back of his hand, leaving a faint red mark.He stretched out his hand and rubbed it, and said, "Well, it was fixed yesterday."

Dongxun conditioned reflex and asked, "Why are you buying a piano? How much is it?"

He obviously insisted on working no matter how far and tired he was, in order not to spend Xiangbei's money, and even planned to discuss with Xiangbei that Zhao Siwen's class fees would be paid by himself, and now this man bought such a set without a word. A piano that doesn't look cheap is moved home.

Xiang Bei told them to be careful not to touch them, and after a while he said, "It's not expensive, I bought it for you."

Dong Xun immediately checked the retail price of the violin with his mobile phone, took a photo and uploaded it, and was shocked by the six figures.

He raised his mobile phone and put it in front of Xiangbei, and asked him, "Do you think a piano worth more than 70 yuan is not expensive?"

Xiang Bei turned his head to look at him and said, "That's fine."

Dong Xun couldn't accept it, he stepped forward to stop the worker: "Stop pretending! You carry it back."

When the worker heard that he was about to have a seizure, he pulled Dongxun back to the north and explained, "Go ahead, it's okay."

"North!"

Dongxun was annoyed, but Xiang Bei still looked indifferent, he couldn't get angry, he broke away from Xiang Bei's hand, turned around and walked out the door.

He knew that Xiang Bei would chase him out, he was not losing his temper, he just wanted to talk to Xiang Bei.