Unlike the gentle cold of the south, the winter of the north is like a sharp blade, with a whistling wind that hurts people's cheeks. Fan Jiaxun stood on the side of the road waiting for the car, subconsciously wrapped his coat tightly, and let his long hair fly in the air, and was reluctant to stretch out his hand.

The sky had already darkened, and the street lamp had begun its daily mission again, and the light was cast on the ground and also on Fan Jiaxun's black coat.

There was a lot of traffic coming and going, but there was not a single taxi.

Fan Jia stomped her feet in the cold, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and looked at her face through the black screen of the mobile phone.

Poked his finger on the screen a few times, and Fan Jiaxun stuffed the phone back into his bag in despair.

The roof leak happened to rain overnight. No power!

When will I have to wait until I go home? Fan Jia squatted on the side of the road without tears, holding her cheeks and thinking, do you have to sleep on the street tonight? She is a new generation of stubborn young women, and it is not worth freezing to death on the street like this. Do you want to go back to Zheng Jiajia for help?

As soon as this thought popped out of her mind, Fan Jiaxun turned around and walked back, now this kind of predicament can't care about any facelessness, she can't play here in winter.

When Zheng Jiajia came down from the upstairs again, something was wrong.

"Why did you run back again?" she looked at her shyly, "What about Ms. Fan's stubbornness just now?"

Fan Jiaxun wanted to cry without tears, and just wanted to ask her to send her home, but she caught a glimpse of a red mark on her neck, she had never eaten pork and could see a pig running, and she was not a fool.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

Zheng Jiajia put her arm around her shoulders and said with a smile: "Oh, what can I do, go, send you back." ”

Along the way, Fan Jiaxun and Zheng Jiajia didn't speak anymore until the door of the house, when she was about to enter the door, Zheng Jiajia grabbed her.

"Wait a minute. ”

"What's wrong?"

"It's still early, why don't you go out and sit?"

Indeed, it was only half past nine, but she didn't have the strong will to run out in this winter night that was about to blow people to death, and if she wanted the best of both worlds, she had to convince the other party.

Fan Jiaxun said very calmly: "Zheng Jiajia, do you know why you can't make ends meet every time?"

"Why?"

"Every time you don't listen to the persuasion to run out, Beijing's expenses are so big, it's strange that your money can be paid. Fan Jiaxun took advantage of her distraction and hurriedly pulled the person upstairs, "Let's go, if you have anything to say, go to my house to say." ”

It's good that she finally found a fresh excuse for her reluctance to go out.

Zheng Jiajia didn't stay long, and simply stated her ignorant yearning for her youth, as well as her grievances about her current situation.

At night, Fan Jiaxun couldn't sleep when she lay in bed, I don't know if Zheng Jiajia's infectious power was so strong that she was currently full of memories of her school days.

But it's like what I said when I persuaded others, memories are useful, and if memories are useful, how can there be so many regrets, so what I have to do now is to look at "money".

She had to admit that she really liked money.

This spirit of cheering for herself prompted Fan Jiaxun to get up early the next morning, she didn't think about it too early, to blame herself for a dream, in the dream she was chased by the student's father last night, because she hadn't met yet, in the dream automatically put a mosaic on his face, while running and shouting You are sorry for me, Fan Jiaxun said that the first time we met, what was there to be sorry for, but as soon as she finished saying this, the old man became alive and became the baked sweet potato she didn't eat yesterday.

Xiao Wang went to work at 8 o'clock, went to the club and saw the door open, almost thought that she had entered the thief, and what surprised her more than the thief was Fan Jiaxun, who was already sitting in the office drinking hot water.

"Oops...... Good...... Sister Jiaxun?"

Fan Jiaxun suddenly smiled gently and shyly, which made people feel cold down the spine.

"Why? Surprised to see me come so early?"

Xiao Wang hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no...... I think you should pay more attention to rest after working so hard. ”

"Then you put your mouth wide open. ”

Xiao Wang: "......"

Fan Jiaxun took out a stack of documents and said while flipping through them: "The Spring Festival is coming, we also prepared a taekwondo training display at this time last year, this year, do you have any good ideas?"

Xiao Wang's mind was still in her unprecedented morning shift, and when she asked about work, she was only left with a capital "confused", and her eyes were still undisguised and confused, looking at Fan Jiaxun.

Fan Jiaxun handed over the document: "This is the basic information of our students' learning and various qualities in the past year, go back and study it carefully, and strive to make the report in these two days, I believe in you~"

Her tone was playful, and she blinked by the way, but Xiao Wang didn't feel any ease in it, how could that song be sung? The boss is a fucking bastard~ Oh......

"If you think you can't finish it, you can discuss with me, it's almost the New Year, and it's not good for you to worry about this little thing. She flicked the ashes of her cigarette, "Go get busy, buy a vegetarian bag on the table, take two." ”

When Xiao Wang heard this, she almost committed suicide for the idea she just had, and she hurriedly waved her hand: "No, no, no...... Don't take ......."

"Take it and don't do so much. Fan Jiaxun covered his stomach, "Breakfast is normal, you don't want to be like me now, right?"

"Thank you, Sister Jiaxun. ”

After Xiao Wang went out, Fan Jiaxun picked up another copy of the student's information, and the first person was the son of the roasted sweet potato who had not yet met.

"Lu Weixing, male, 5 years old. ”

She smiled, what a coincidence, the surname is Lu.

However, she couldn't laugh at night, Fan Jiaxun didn't calculate it even after all calculations, there are so many people with the surname Lu in the world, she just can't get out of the shackles of Lu Zichuan, Lu Weixing's father is Lu Zichuan.

He entered the door with a cold face, and when he walked towards him, Fan Jiaxun's head was completely confused, and when he came to her, the tall man bent down, stretched out his hand, and put on a commercial smile: "Hello, Coach Fan." I am the father of the stars. ”

"Hello. Fan Jiaxun didn't shake his hand, and lowered his head to himself, trying his best to calm down his ups and downs.

He seemed to have grown taller and stronger again.

"I wanted to say last time, I haven't seen him for many years, and Coach Fan's demeanor is still the same. ”

Fan Jiaxun changed the topic: "The child is a little young, but since it is the foundation, let's start with flexibility." ”

"Has Coach Fan been a person for so many years?"

"Taekwondo is also related to physical fitness, remember to give him foods that contain a lot of calcium. ”

"You're thinner than before. ”

She squatted down and looked at the little boy with clear eyebrows: "Come, this is the uniform prepared for you by the coach, do you like it?"

The little boy's big eyes looked between the two, and suddenly hugged Fan Jiaxun's arm, and said with a crying voice: "Mom, I can see you, woo woo woo-"

What's that?

She looked up at Lu Zichuan.

Lu Zichuan suddenly smiled, his eyebrows were crooked, he squatted down and touched Xingxing's head, "Good boy, she is not your mother." ”

Fan Jiaxun raised his head, the two of them squatted face to face, never thought that they looked up at each other, and heard each other's breathing closely, Fan Jiaxun smelled the mixed smell of men's perfume and tobacco on his body, which was very comfortable.

Time seems to stand still at that moment, she never thought that the two-second star-to-eye time would be so slow, as if she had seen the past five years, after a long time, she was older, she no longer said those literary and artistic sour sentences to express her state of mind, and when she encountered a problem, she would only laugh at herself like "I rely on", or laugh at it.

Fan Jiaxun felt that his head might be funny, so he stood up and asked, "What the hell is the child?"

The smile in Lu Zichuan's eyes gradually dissipated, and he only said, "It's gone." ”

The child's mother is gone, so who was the one at the party yesterday?

The seeds of gossip were ready to stir in her heart, she endured it, swallowed the words, and it didn't matter if others asked, it didn't seem appropriate for her ex-girlfriend to ask anything.

Fan Jia asked the stars to raise their legs, Lu Zichuan's mobile phone rang and went out to answer the phone, she pricked up her ears, feeling like a spy.

The man's face became really fast, and he looked like a gentle and loving father just now, but when he picked up the phone, he was aggressive, and his indifferent attitude made her shudder. She didn't understand the things at work, Fan Jiaxun only understood the last sentence "pay the planning manager".

Oh cool, is this the legendary big boss?

Lu Zichuan came back and rubbed Xingxing's curly hair.

"Are you tired? When you're tired, take a break. ”

"Not tired!" Xing Xing was very excited, "Dad, I like Coach Fan so much, if only she could be my mother." ”

Fan Jiaxun's old face flushed, and he said in his heart: I am not very old, and I think it is beautiful.

She hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, covering her waist, frowning, looking like her mother was very tired, Lu Zichuan saw it, and said to the stars: "You see that Coach Fan is very tired, shall we take a rest?"

Fan Jiaxun thought silently in his heart, but the child was very well-behaved and nodded in agreement.

Forget it, as long as she is willing to work hard, she can't drive away the guests, although it is a fool to say that she has money and does not earn it, but who is the score object, she has made this fool!

After Zheng Jiajia heard about this, it was already the middle of the night that day, and she received a call from Fan Jiaxun in a daze, and she almost jumped out of bed with excitement.

"What did you say?"

"I said that Lu Zichuan is the parent of my private lesson. ”

Zheng Jiajia suddenly realized and patted her head: "It turns out that what they said is true! Lu Zichuan really has a son, and the one who came that day is his wife?"

Fan Jiaxun's heart was suddenly pierced by the word "wife".

"No, I heard him say that the child's mother is gone. ”

Zheng Jiajia was full of question marks: "This is a bit complicated, Sister Fan...... What else are you two doing?"

After the class, the people were almost gone, and the stars were a little sleepy, Lu Zichuan did not send the child home as soon as possible, but said to Fan Jiaxun: "I'll send you back." ”

She refused and went to the bathroom, but as soon as she went out, she saw Lu Zichuan leaning against the bathroom door and smoking, stunned for a moment, and then walked over as if she didn't see it.

Lu Zichuan snuffed out the cigarette butt, threw it into the drain, and pulled Fan Jiaxun's wrist back to pull her back.

Fan Jiaxun was stunned, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, please respect yourself." ”

He gritted his teeth, his crooked eyes like an unwilling wolf, and it seemed that he was about to pounce on it in the next second.

"It's been five years, how do you make me self-respecting?"

Fan Jiaxun looked into his eyes and swallowed back the sentence "It's about my".

She goes, he stops.

In the end, there was really no way, she fell over the shoulder, but was dodged by the other party.

is also a gold medal coach, this result made Fan Jiaxun a little frustrated, she said bluntly: "Can you stay away from me? I don't want to see you again." ”