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Qin Ting put all goodness and filial piety first, suppressed the irritability and anger in his heart, spent half an hour with his mother for half an hour, and his mother finally used a normal brain circuit to sort out the matter.

"That's it," Qin Ting slumped on the sofa, "As for Zhou Yan, we can't even be considered friends if you talk about it deeply. How can there be such a nonsense thing like your mother?"

"Then why did he help you make up your lessons?" Mom gave him a sideways look, "Are you putting money on your face?"

It was really a matter of money, so Qin Ting told his mother about what happened in the supermarket that day.

"Hi!" After listening, the mother patted Qin Ting's thigh, "You should have said it earlier, could your mother think so much?"

Qin Ting: "..."

"That's the situation now," my mother said, "You are setting sail to make up lessons during the day, and after class, go back to his house with Zhou Yan. He gave you a good explanation?"

Qin Ting nodded: "Yes."

"Then don't you still want to eat other people's food every day?" Mom said, "Didn't you say that his family situation is not very good? This is a bit inappropriate?"

If his mother hadn't said it, Qin Ting really didn't want to go to that floor, but if his mother said it, he could figure out a way.

"That's okay," Qin Ting said indifferently, "I'll just order takeout every day. Mom, if you're free, you can consider sending your son a meal if you have time?"

"That's not what I mean," my mother clicked her tongue, "I mean, after Qihang class is over every day, the classrooms are all empty, you can talk to that week...is it called Zhou Yan, right? He made it up for you in the classroom, and the two of you go back to your respective homes, isn't it much easier than running to someone's house every day?"

Now Qin Ting just thought of it, and didn't know how to solve it. He even thought of an excuse, Zhou Yan had hypoglycemia, and had to rush back to eat, but he was afraid that his mother would say, you didn't know when you ordered takeaway Order one for him too?

"...Let's talk about it later," Qin Ting sighed one last time, "I'll ask him tomorrow."

"Okay!" Mom turned and went back to the kitchen, "Then I'm going to fry the steak, you want it to be cooked."

Qin Ting thought for a while: "Everything is familiar."

After the make-up class the next day, Qin Ting told Zhou Yan what his mother had mentioned. After Zhou Yan listened, he said apologetically, "This won't work. I promise grandma that I will go back on time."

"Why?" Qin Ting didn't understand, "You are already this old, how long does your grandma care about when you go home?"

"No," Zhou Yan said, "...if I don't go back, grandma will be afraid."

afraid of what?Could it be that you are still afraid of ghosts?Qin Ting subconsciously wanted to rant, but he thought of what Zhou Yan said about his parents in time, and Qin Ting thought it might be related to this, so he didn't say anything.

"A lot of bad things happened in my house before," Zhou Yan explained, "My grandma...is stimulated, if I don't go back at the time I told her...she will worry...that she will lose control of her mind, so I was in the supermarket that day. Before I promised you to go upstairs, I called my grandma. Grandma would not mind this kind of occasional thing, but if I come home late every day, I'm afraid..."

Qin Ting suddenly felt distressed. He remembered that his family members were still alive and loved him very much, but Zhou Yan had only one grandma left, and she was an old man who had to be taken care of carefully. He also had severe hypoglycemia. , He is like a person living in a dark abyss, with no light in sight.

How lucky is he? Those petty lucky things are nothing in the face of the cruel reality of life.

If you really want to count, I am much luckier than him.

"I'll just say it casually," Qin Ting put his schoolbag on his back, pulled Zhou Yan's wrist and pulled him up from his seat, "I'll go to your house to make up, let's go quickly, don't make your grandma wait too long, let's talk Now, I want to see what your boudoir looks like."

In the hot summer, Qin Ting's hands were covered with sweat, and it was actually very uncomfortable to pull someone, but Zhou Yan felt that even being pulled by him all the time seemed to be quite good.

"Thank you," Zhou Yan said with a smile, "Let's go."

"You're welcome." Qin Ting let go of his hands, put them behind his head, and walked out with a smile.

Zhou Yan looked at his sweaty wrist and followed immediately.

This time Zhou Yan didn't need to mention it, Qin Ting took the initiative to squeeze the bus with him, and he was too embarrassed to mention that he wanted to order extra takeaway food, for fear of hurting Zhou Yan and grandma's heart, he secretly made up his mind Zhou Yan will definitely not ask for food money, but he can bring some delicious food to Zhou Yan in a different way every day, and then put it on the name of sharing among friends, Zhou Yan should not refuse.

After eating, grandma went to bed as usual, and Zhou Yan took him to his room.

As soon as the door opened, Qin Ting knew why Zhou Yan said before that before he was not familiar with him, he was afraid that he would let him see his room.