Gu Ying slanted his mouth and glared at Ji Lan, "That's not good, I don't know you, besides, ......"

Ji Lan interjected decisively: "There's nothing wrong with a boy living in a boy's house, your hand is still bleeding, go to my house to bandage it now." Are you going to disturb Yu Limiao? ”

Gu Ying glanced sideways at Yu Limiao, nodded embarrassedly, and could only agree.

There was a ding, and the three of them were back and forth. Entering the elevator, no one spoke, Gu Ying's eyes glanced at Yu Limiao from time to time, and because Ji Lan was still standing next to her, he narrowed his gaze slightly.

When the thirteenth floor arrived, there was another ding, Yu Limiao stood in the elevator and smiled at the two outside, and then the elevator door closed.

"You used to live here." Gu Ying deliberately lengthened the end of the note, and followed behind him with a forced look, "Tsk, don't you speak?" ”

Ji Lan didn't pay attention, took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole, creaked, and shouted when he opened the door:

"Mom and Dad? I am back. ”

Ji Lan's mother was choosing vegetables in the kitchen, and when she heard her son's voice, she hurriedly responded: "Hey, I'm back, Lanlan." The fridge has your favorite orange juice in it. ”

Gu Ying happened to be thirsty, and he was not polite, and asked Ji Lan where the refrigerator was, and then walked in the direction of his finger. I drank a 500 ml jar of pear juice in one go.

"Mom, a classmate came to our house for the night."

After Ji Lan finished speaking, he pointed to the empty bottle that was thrown on the floor and motioned for him to throw it into the trash.

"Oh?" Ji Lan's mother held a handful of green celery in her hand and walked to the kitchen door, "That classmate?" ”

So far, it is the first time she has seen her son bring his classmates home, and he is still a handsome and energetic boy.

"Hello classmates, I'm Ji Lan's mother, there is still a spare room at home, Auntie is going to clean up now."

Gu Ying was flattered, you must know that he used to stay at the homes of classmates or friends, at least three or five days, and at most ten or twenty days. Behind his back, Jean called the teacher to report the situation, and asked for his parents' phone numbers by the way.

Thinking about it like this, he didn't feel how enthusiastic Ji Lan's mother would be. His expression was indifferent, and he introduced himself mechanically, and what the elders said, he just pretended to be happy and nodded and smiled, and didn't say much thank you.

After reading it, Ji Lan felt a little angry in his heart, his mother kept dangling around Gu Ying, asking him what he needed and what he wanted to eat, and at the end, he wanted to help him call him to report his safety, but he was ruthlessly turned away.

"Mom, Gu Ying should still be tired, you go cook, I'll ask him later."

Ji Lan persuaded his mother to leave, he stood behind the guest room, knocked on the door and said, "If you have any unhappiness in your heart, you don't need to be angry with my mother." ”

Gu Ying didn't speak after hearing this, threw away his schoolbag, and lay on the bed with a big character. The quilt and sheets smelled so good that he couldn't help but want to sleep.

"Gu Ying!"

"What for?" While speaking, Gu Ying sat up and stared at the dark brown floor, "I didn't want to get angry with my aunt, and I didn't mean to. ”

"You open the door first."

Gu Ying walked to the door wearing only socks, "I told you that I still have injuries on my hands, you ......"

"What are you doing? I'm just going to give you the medicine. Ji Lan was holding a pure white medicine box in his arms, and he had all the medicines that he could usually use, and there were absolutely no futures.

Gu Ying opened the door, looked at the things in Ji Lan's arms, and grinned. He really didn't expect that the famous literary male god of the school would wrinkle his nose and glare at him. The movements of pinching cotton swabs, applying medicine and wrapping gauze are clearly clumsy, but they are not timid.

"Huh? Isn't this the first time you've medicated someone? ”

Ji Lan bowed his head and was silent.

Gu Ying smacked his tongue: "Hey, hey, hey!" Don't be like a fish and ignore people. ”

Ji Lan raised his head instantly: "I'm really embarrassed, it's really the first time to give a boy medicine." ”

"Dude, there's something in your words!"

When I was asked, did I know Yu Rei Miao before?

Ji Lan didn't reveal a word, and he had no plans to do so from now on. After that, he just threw a cold eye and walked out of the guest room.

Ji Lan doesn't know much about Gu Ying: his height seems to be one hundred and seventy-three, and he usually has a big break between classes and a small class, and he studies at night. He and a group of boys can always be seen sweating and screaming on the basketball court, often attracting onlookers and warnings from teachers or security guards. But everyone is like an unruly young master, who can't see the coffin and don't shed tears, and to put it ugly, dogs can't change their.

The appearance was said by a group of girls.,It's like a male pig's foot that came out of some anime.。 And go crazy about it.

The results are not bad...... Wait, Ji Lan smiled bitterly, recalling in detail when he and Yu Limiao memorized words together, and felt more and more that she looked at him like a cheeky scumbag.

Also, he thought it was the case at first.

Other than that, there is no other impression.

But at this moment, he also found that he was not only outstanding in appearance, but also eloquent, and was able to make his parents laugh at the dinner table, who had always been silent at the dinner table, and the three of them finally chatted.

"What the hell is this?" Ji Lan rolled his eyes and said in his heart, eating silently alone.

"Auntie, you are so good, if I were also your son, I would be able to wake up with a smile when I sleep," Gu Ying remained at the dinner table, and the rest of the dishes still made him salivate, "Uncle, I heard Ji Lan say that your calligraphy is a must, I won't tell you, since I was a child, I have admired those calligraphy masters the most, you ......"

When Ji Lan heard this, he couldn't help but say: "You can't practice calligraphy well in this life." ”

"Ji Lan, hitting people is one of the most despicable things."

Gu Ying turned his head and quickly winked at Ji Lan, "Uncle, you're right." ”

Suddenly, Ji Lan felt that he had lured the wolf into the room, no, it was the dove into the room. ended up washing and wiping the dishes alone, and selflessly dedicated his brand new set of pajamas to the bad dove.

At the same time, Yu Rei Naia, who lives on the seventeenth floor, has finished taking a shower and is drying her hair in the bathroom. My father squatted on the balcony tending to the flowers and plants, pruning the crazy moon, loosening the soil for the pineapple trees, and then properly watering the lilies and the orchids. Mother is talking on the phone with Ji Lan's mother, Zheng Li.

Speaking of their respective children, the two mothers couldn't stop talking at all, if the situation allowed, they could really talk for three days and three nights.

The sound of the hair dryer hula hula still comes from the bathroom.

"Miao Miao, hasn't your hair been blown dry yet?"

Yu Limiao didn't hear her mother's words clearly, and her hair was almost dry anyway, so she simply turned off the hair dryer, unplugged it along the water, and stood at the bathroom door, "Mom, take a bath." ”

"Miao Miao," in Yu Limiao's eyes, her mother seemed to be in a good mood, although she didn't know why. "Just now Ji Lan's mother told me that a little guest came to their house, saying that he was in the same class as you, called, called?"

Yu Limiao felt very puzzled in her heart, it was clearly the phone call she made not long ago, and she forgot her name after a while, and sure enough, it was the same as what her father said, stupid people are stupid, but they are more likely to be happy.

"Gu Ying."

"Yes, yes, that's the name," Yu Limiao's mother smiled like a child, and clapped her hands at the end, "I heard that he doesn't live here, anyway, it's rare to come once, take advantage of this National Day, how about a few of you classmates go out together?" ”

Yu Limiao knew that her mother would say this, "No, I don't know him well, besides, Mom, I still have a lot of homework to do." ”

This is Yu Limiao's father walking in with a watering kettle in his hand, looking at the look of the mother and daughter, and asked tentatively: "What are you two unhappy about?" Remiao, look at your mother's mouth, it's going to be up to the sky. ”

"It's okay, Dad." Yu Limiao hung the half-wet and half-dry towel on the balcony, and when she came back, she saw that her mother was still by the window, her face was the same as before, and she was not easy to speak.

"By the way, Reimi," Dad sat on the sofa and patted the empty seat beside him, "Come here, Dad will talk to you about the phone." ”

"Husband!" The mother's face was gloomy, "Does it have to be this time?" I know I'm not happy. ”

"Alright, alright, don't be angry. I have something important to say to my daughter, "I was apologetic a second ago, but when I arrived at Yu Limiao, it turned into seriousness."

"At the end of the holiday, Dad took advantage of the lunch break to go to your school to get the mobile phone, but the mobile phone still belongs to you," the words, halfway through speaking, my father picked up the teacup, the water vapor bubbled up, the fragrance of Gongju tea floated around, and Yu Limiao's eyes couldn't help but widen a little, "You have always been sensible, and you know in your heart what you should do and what you shouldn't do." Living at the school, occasionally sending a message to your mom or just a few short words, it's good for you and good for your mom. ”

"Dad is happy to hear you. There's only one thing, you stupid boy, don't be caught by the teacher again. At that time, not to mention Dad, you will be laughed at by the people in the dormitory! ”

My father used to be a math teacher in the town who was known for his strictness, and whenever he walked on the road, whenever he met his students, the other party would run away like a cat and a mouse.

What's even more exaggerated is that seeing yourself is the same.

Father's sternness and seriousness have never changed, only when he comes home, that face is like a mask, as long as he takes it off, it is himself.

At a young age, wrinkles on his face that should not have appeared little by little, and his hair, which should have been black and shiny, has begun to turn white.

Now whether his father is transferred to a higher education school in the development zone or a math teacher, he is still strict, and his students are estimated to still be somewhat afraid of him.

Even so, the pouting in front of me blowing hot tea, coaxing the angry mother, and warning myself that I can't be found out by the teacher that I have brought a mobile phone...... A man with a somewhat older face and a smile on the corner of his mouth is not only a good teacher, but also a good father and a good husband.

If she used to feel that she was very happy and lucky, then now, Yu Limiao feels that she is the happiest daughter in the world.

—The next day.

"Hey, hey, hey! The sun is going to scorch your ass! ”

Ji Lan didn't want to say such a witty remark, but for Gu Ying, being serious would only backfire.

Holding the quilt, Gu Ying rolled back and forth on the bed five times, not for anything else, but to feel comfortable.

"Hey!" Ji Lan invisibly raised his voice.

Unexpectedly, his father heard it, walked up to his son, slapped him on the shoulder, and just said: "Student, it's normal to sleep lazily during the holidays, and besides, I see that although the child was talking and laughing last night, he was quite tired." ”

Ji Lan was speechless, he didn't care, there was just a cloud of air in the power house. "Alright, I'm out of the house."

"Hmm."

Ji Lan only took his English homework and went out, walked into the elevator, pressed down the number 17, stared at the change of numbers, and began to think about what should be said in his mind.

The words were ready, but the person who could be seen was Lu Xiaomi.

Ji Lan took a few steps back, glanced at the house number several times, and muttered in his heart: Yes, it's 1704.