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Although Qin Ziming said to feed him, Fang Zhishao was not so shameless that he was taken care of just by infusion. In the end, he did it himself, and his hands-on ability was stronger than that of Grandpa Mao.

While drinking the porridge, Fang Zhishao raised his head and took a peek at Qin Ziming, who was sitting aside and still painting. He was in a great mood and suddenly remembered where he had seen someone who was serious about painting before him.

Bored, he put down the paper bowl he had already eaten, found a comfortable place to lean against the pillow, turned his head to look at Qin Ziming's side face, and asked, "Teacher, are you curious about where we were before we met at school?" Have you seen it?"

Qin Ziming, who was serious about painting, almost ignored everything around him, was taken aback when he heard this, stopped the brush in his hand, and then turned his head slowly, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, matching his expression The serious expression turned out to be indescribably handsome.

Seeing Qin Ziming like this, Fang Zhishao couldn't react for a while.

But this behavior made the serious Qin Ziming feel even worse.Originally, I have almost forgotten all kinds of familiar feelings that appeared inexplicably but did not know where they came from during this period of time. Why am I not curious when they are suddenly brought up now?Moreover, there was no more context after arousing his curiosity. He would be too sorry if he didn't keep a straight face!

The hand holding the paintbrush could not help waving it irritably when he saw the stunned Fang Zhishao, Qin Ziming said with some displeasure: "Don't you know? Why didn't you say it!"

Apart from displeasure, there was also a trace of anger in his tone, and no one could help but shudder when he heard it.

Fang Zhishao, who had finally come to his senses, smiled apologetically at Qin Ziming, sorted out the memories in his mind, and then replied leisurely: "Teacher, have you been hospitalized once because of your left hand injury?"

Qin Ziming frowned and recalled that there was indeed such a thing. It was eight years ago, because it was his hand that was injured, so he still remembered it clearly.

"Yep."

"So teacher, do you still remember the little boy who was chasing you to draw in the hospital?"

After Fang Zhishao said this, he looked at Qin Ziming expectantly, because it happened eight years ago, and he couldn't tell whether the handsome teacher in front of him still remembered, after all, he didn't recognize him immediately.

Hearing Fang Zhishao's words, Qin Ziming closed the drawing book and thought about it seriously.

Eight years ago, hospital, little boy?These three words slowly swirled in Qin Ziming's mind, and gradually aroused his memory.At that time, he did get closer to a little boy, although he avoided the little boy at first.

Qin Ziming looked at Fang Zhishao who was sitting on the hospital bed in disbelief, saw the gentle and bright smiling face of the other party, and asked uncertainly: "Are you that brat?"

Even though he was hospitalized with a stomach problem, he still ate irregularly, and often ate some miscellaneous snacks secretly. For a child who could behave like this, Qin Ziming would call him a bear child very rudely.

Seeing Fang Zhishao nodding with a smile on his face, Qin Ziming couldn't doubt it with his firm appearance.

"But you were only eight years old at that time, and it only reached my waist. How come you are so much taller than me after eight years?"

This point makes Qin Ziming resentful, how can there be a sophomore in high school who is so tall, they are all grown up by what they eat!

It was precisely because of this height difference that Qin Ziming could not recognize the person in front of him.