Perhaps Su Hao said it, the next afternoon, Su Hao had just finished his lunch break, and was about to go to the house set up by the Dennis family as a classroom to check the homework of those 'students', to see if the letters of those street children were written more standard under her careful cultivation these days. As soon as he walked out of the room, he suddenly saw a tall and thin figure standing outside the door of his residence, with his back to her, and even more so to the sun.

Glancing at the back, Su Hao raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you go in since you're here?" ”

"The butler said you were resting." Dennis. He turned around, his cold blue eyes glanced at her without any warmth, and handed her a roll of paper in his hand.

Su Hao took the paper and spread it out to see that it was the Chinese character "He" she wrote on the paper yesterday, and the handwriting was a little crooked, but she could barely see that it was that word.

For "foreigners" who are new to Chinese characters, it is not easy to draw them like this.

Su Hao couldn't help but laugh and raised his eyes to look at him: "You come into my room and wait for me, I'll go over there first to see what the children wrote today, and I'll be back in about an hour." ”

Dennis. He looked away from her and walked directly past her into her quarters.

Su Hao was very punctual, and returned to his place as promised an hour later, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the tall and thin Dennis who didn't know whether to call it a young man or a boy. Hek was standing by the bookcase in her room, reading the book she had read halfway before.

The title of the book is "Enneagram", one of the famous psychology-related books in the West, this is the first psychology-related book that Zhuo Yanbei let Su Hao come into contact with, but Su Hao has not obediently calmed down to read it, and now in this Denis family of Nuoda, she can't contact the outside world every day, except for teaching those street children to learn English, she is reading books in the room alone.

"You're a language teacher and you're interested in psychology?" The man lifted his blue eyes and glanced at her.

Just at that glance, Su Hao discovered one thing about him again, he was very arrogant, although he had been treated unfairly since birth and was even a son who was almost abandoned by his father, but the stubbornness and arrogance in his bones were innate.

"Look at it when you're bored." Su Hao didn't explain too much: "There are a lot of books in my room, and I heard the housekeeper say that they are all things collected and read by the language teachers who used to teach here, if you are interested, you can take a few at will." ”

The book was casually still in the bookcase: "Not interested." ”

Su Hao chuckled, walked over, and put an English-Chinese dictionary on the table: "You take this dictionary first, in addition to the Chinese characters I usually teach you, you can also take a look at this dictionary yourself, there are marks made by me in it, if you don't understand it, you can come to me at any time." ”

The boy's blue eyes glanced at her: "Anytime?" ”

"Of course." Su smiled and motioned for him to sit down with her eyes, she walked over and stood at the table, and wrote three words on a piece of paper: "You, me, him." ”

"Start with the most basic Chinese characters, if you want to start learning the finals and initials of Chinese, I will wait for me to prepare the class tomorrow and then teach you in detail, after all, I am not fully ready to teach Chinese, I need time to prepare."

Dennis. He picked up the pen and drew it little by little on the paper according to her words like a drawing, and the corners of Su Hao's mouth twitched: "Chinese characters are written stroke by stroke, not drawn like you, and you can't even distinguish the strokes......"

She suddenly leaned down and pressed against his thin shoulder, holding his cold hand with her hand, originally to teach her to write one stroke at a time, but as soon as she held it, she suddenly looked down at him in surprise: "Why are your hands so cold?" ”

At the same time that Su Hao lowered his head, he suddenly saw a reddish color appear on the face of the originally indifferent boy. He turned his head slightly to avoid the faint scent of shower gel on her body when she lowered her head: "It's been like this since I was a child, they all say that I am a child of Satan, and my body has no temperature." ”

Su Hao subconsciously looked at the slight redness on both sides of his cheeks, as a twenty-one-year-old woman, this age is between a girl and a woman after all, it is not that she can't see Dennis. Hek blushed because of her proximity.

Unexpectedly, this kid turned out to be more innocent than her, Su Hao snickered, obviously two years younger than her, in her eyes, this Dennis. He is actually another child who is no different from those wandering children, but in him, he needs to spend more effort to get closer.

But seeing that he was so innocent under the indifference and arrogance of his appearance, Su Hao was more or less unbearable, so he didn't say anything, let go of his hand, and let him continue to draw on the paper.

Two hours later, when Dennis. He can completely read these three words while writing them silently, although the voice is a little strange, and the tone is like those foreigners who say the three words you, me and him like singing, but it is not bad.

"Do you know your mother's name? Do you want to learn to write her name? ”

"I don't know, I've never heard anyone mention it." It's rare for a boy to tell her about the past