Chapter 127
Seeing Yan Shen carefully reading the notes, Yan Jianguo at the door wiped the corners of his eyes, quietly put the things in his hand beside the door, and closed the door quietly.
"Fix the next question."
Yan Xuexiao took a sip of water.
Yanshen slowly opened the exercise book, circled B after the first question, and Shen Chi reminded: "Choose C."
The young man lifted his eyelids: "Choose A."
As if it was discovered that they were talking trivia in class, Shen Chi and Yan Shen lowered their heads and began to do the questions quietly.
During the break, Shen Chi caught a glimpse of the news on the computer. The US stock market rose to a new high. He didn't understand the stock market, but he should be very happy to see Yan Xuexiao's expression.
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In the evening, Yan Shen stood up from his chair. Shen Chi memorized things faster than he did. He was almost guaranteed to be right after completing the exercises. Although he was less than half right, it was an incredible rate of correctness compared to before. He planned to Go back and listen to the recording again.
The fierce-looking big boy trembled while holding the exercise book, took a deep breath, stood up and said firmly, "Thank you, Teacher Yan."
"Take the things back." Yan Xueyiao said lightly.
"Yes."
Yan Shen picked up the gift bag by the door. He had met many people in the society. Teacher Yan spoke softly, but the pressure he occasionally showed was something he had never seen before. Not to mention mind wandering.
Yan Shen walked out of the door, the weather was cold and Yan Jianguo waited at the door with his neck hunched over, seeing him come out with something in his hand, and hurriedly asked, "How is it?"
"Mr. Yan taught very well." Yan Shen lowered his head and said, "He doesn't take your things, you take them back, and don't care about me in the future."
"That's fine, that's fine."
Yan Jianguo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, but Yan Shen didn't let him follow, so he stopped when he walked to the corridor, worrying about whether Yan Shen would be hungry after class, and wondering whether to buy Yan Shen a word book.
At this time, a call came in, it was an unfamiliar number, he stared at it for a while and connected the call.
"Yan Jianguo, in 2012, was imprisoned for 12 years for intentional homicide. He was released early because of his good behavior in prison. After he was released from prison, he was admitted to the detention center 12 times for theft. His wife was lying in bed for many years, and his son often interacted with people in the community."
He accurately stated his information on the phone, and his eyes instantly turned cold: "What are you looking for from me?"
"There's a lucrative business I'd like to talk to you about."
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Shen Chi was doing the questions on the table. After learning all the clauses today, his eyelids fell heavily. Hearing the footsteps behind him, he immediately raised his head: "I didn't sleep."
Yan Xueyiao sat beside him and handed him a glass of warm milk. He was still holding a pen in his hand. He lowered his head naturally, and took a sip from the young man's hand.
He didn't realize that there was milk foam on his lips, and when he continued to lower his head to do the question, his chin was suddenly pinched by a cold hand.
His chin was forced to lift, and he felt the warm breath of the other party. The distance was as close as if he was about to kiss. His breathing stopped immediately. Just as his heart was pounding, the young man just took out a tissue and wiped his lips lightly. Gently wipe off the milk froth.
Shen Chi immediately sobered up, each letter in the workbook was clearly printed in his mind, but he couldn't do a single question, especially when he felt the cold pine wood around him, he inevitably thought of the warmth of the young man's embrace.
"It seems sleepy." The young man looked at him and said.
The eyes of the two were caught off guard, and he had no reason to feel guilty, so he nodded.
Yan Xueyiao looked back thoughtfully, stood up from the chair, and immediately asked, "Are you leaving?"
The young man hummed in a low voice: "Just rented a room."
His head slowly dropped, the house he rented was too small, and he didn't sleep well. Although he knew it was impossible, it would be great if they could be together all the time.
This thought inevitably fermented in his mind, as if he had touched a dangerous field, he suddenly stopped the thought, even his brother could not be together forever.
"Then I'll take you out." His voice was dull, hiding his unspeakable emotions.
He stood up from the chair and took Yan Xueyiao to the door. When he was about to turn around, his wrist was grabbed. The young man looked at him and asked calmly, "Aren't you going to come with me?"
Because of the light behind her back, Yan Xuexiao's face was not very clear. From Shen Chi's point of view, she could only see the young man's bulging cyan Adam's apple.
His silent heart was slowly beating again in his chest, his wrists were getting hot, and he didn't even think to answer: "Yes."
The young man packed his bags and followed Yan Xuexiao out the door. They left the residential building in the dark. The cold night wind passed him silently, but he didn't realize it. He followed Yan Xuexiao to the south until he reached the In front of a building next to the school.
He knew that this building was the only high-rise building with an elevator in the border town. There were security guards in the building, because the underage landlord refused to rent it to him. The price of 1,500 a month was also the most expensive in the border town where house prices were low. .
They took the elevator to the top floor. Yan Xuexiao pressed the password to unlock the door. The clean and bright room came into view. He turned on the light, and the red-haired boy stopped at the door with his backpack.
The house has one living room and two bedrooms. Standing on the terrace, you can overlook half of the border town, which is completely different from his small rental house. He heard Yan Xuexiao's voice from above his head: "Temporary rented house."
"No floor-to-ceiling windows."
"There's no game room either."