Chapter Twenty-Five: I Thought It Was a Redemption

I thought you were here to redeem me, but it turned out to be a disaster.

The panicked Fan Niannian was taken aback by Han Jinchao's actions, and the deer on his left chest that couldn't be stopped slammed into him, and his blushing face couldn't hide the shyness and woodenness.

She didn't even know that such a scene would appear on her, and the object of participation was Han Jinchao, who she thought about day and night.

"That..." held the coffee in his hand, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly.

"Don't you like it? Remember that I used to always shout for coffee, but now I have quit? The man with his fingers still busy was baking pastries, perhaps because of the hollowness of the room, Han Jinchao deliberately added a load-bearing wall to the office, and behind the wall was a small kitchen.

Usually making breakfast and drinking afternoon tea can still meet the demand.

The narrow bangs covered Niannian's side cheeks, and his eyes blinked slightly, like a little bee lost on a rainy day, his fingertips kept touching the warm cup wall, embarrassed and didn't know what to look at.

Obviously, Han Jinchao's busy back was in front of Nian Nian, but she never dared to look up.

"Did you have something to say just now? What do you want to say, you might as well give me a chatter..."Anyway, it will take a while for the bread in the oven to be good, so the man simply sat directly opposite Fan Niannian and savored it with his coffee.

Fan Niannian's eyes and demeanor are all things that Fan Niannian usually doesn't understand, but he didn't expect that this Teacher Han is still a gentle and meticulous big boy in private, with sweat hanging on the wings of his nose, a thin layer, which should be caused by the temperature in the kitchen being too hot, and his cheeks are slightly flushed.

Observing Teacher Han's side face so closely, the two dimples moved when she spoke, why didn't she find that Teacher Han was so good-looking before.

"Niannian, niannian." The man shouted twice before he called out his distracted thoughts.

"Are you worried about the outcome of this Soaring Cup? "There are computers and tablets on the desk, and in less than ten minutes, you can use the equipment on the table as you like." ”

Continuing to take a sip of coffee, the man shook his head calmly, "Do you want to add some sugar cubes?" It seemed that he knew Fan Niannian's preferences very well, and the man asked deliberately.

In his memory, Fan Niannian is a person who likes sugar and doesn't hate bitterness very much, and usually likes to drink a little lighter and a little sweeter, but when it comes to coffee, he doesn't know what he is stubborn about, but he doesn't like to add sugar cubes.

"Oh." That's all there is to it.

Looking at the window that was not completely decorated, the rain continued to seep in outside the window, and the slightly cool temperature slowly swept from the window, caressing the face softly, and said lightly: "When will the window be repaired?" ”

The breeze hissed against the glass used to isolate the office area.

There was a bang, and the spoon in his right hand fell to the ground at some point. Fan Niannian bent down slightly embarrassed to pick it up, and when the end of the spoon touched the sugar cube at the bottom of the cup, someone who suddenly woke up instantly glared at Han Jinchao.

"How many times have you said that coffee doesn't put sugar!"

"How many times have you said that coffee doesn't put sugar!"

The two said almost in unison, "It's okay now, completely sober?" Let's talk about what happened back then? ”

knew that this method could instantly bring Fan Niannian back to his senses, he knew Fan Niannian too well, this habit for many years was not something that could be changed if it could be broken.

However, Han Jinchao had also heard a little about the big incident that happened to Fan Niannian back then, otherwise it would be impossible to let this little guy come to his office today, but he was at the end of his ranks, why would anyone pick up that matter.

Looking at the corners of Fan Niannian's slightly red eyes, Han Jinchao knew that things were not simple.

"If you don't want to say anything, you can not say it, and the results will come out in a few minutes, are you sure you don't want to take a look?" Looking at the watch on his wrist, Han Jinchao didn't know how to comfort Fan Niannian for a while, remembering that when he first met her, she was not as timid and cowardly as she is now.

It happened five years ago, but in fact, Han Jinchao did not meet Fan Niannian for the first time in high school, but in junior high school earlier.

At that time, Fan Niannian was not famous, and he basically didn't even participate in many activities, but strength can't deceive people, and every time the champion of a single language subject is preempted by Fan Niannian.

That day, Han Jinchao happened to pass by Fan Niannian's junior high school, and after being attracted by Lang Lang's reading, he was unconsciously attracted by an inexplicable cry in his ears.

It should be said that this is Han Jinchao's first impression of that classroom, but looking around, it is not difficult to find that in the corner of the podium, a little girl with a dirty face is squatting on the ground and crying, and there are crumpled Chinese test papers on the ground.

Driven by curiosity, Han Jinchao approached and picked up the test paper.

"One hundred and fifteen points...", are you still crying? Han Jinchao couldn't figure it out, this should be the best in the language grades, could it be that he was crying with joy?

Pulled Fan Niannian's dirty little hand, "Little guy, what are you crying about?" Students will be proud of you with such achievements! Before he finished speaking, the children around the window next to him shouted: "Plagiarism! What is Fan Niannian's ability to win the first place by plagiarism? ”

Plagiarize? That's a felony for a writer...

"What's going on, little one?" Looking at the back of the Chinese test paper in person, it is true that the language and style are not like what a junior high school student can write, but this article Han Jinchao seems to have seen it somewhere, and there is an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"Little one, what's your name, can you tell the teacher?"

That time, it was Han Jinchao who personally witnessed the literary brilliance of a junior high school student, and affirmed on the spot that this child would have a great future in the future!

It's her, she's Fan Niannian, because of her unique ideas, she copied the articles she had published before on the Chinese composition of the final exam, but she was charged with "plagiarism".

"Kid, did you really write this?"

"Whatever you want, believe it or not!" Wiping away his tears, he returned to the classroom without saying a word and continued to read as if nothing had happened.

His thoughts returned with a whole cup of coffee in front of him, "I'm sorry, Mr. Han, I didn't mean to, I'll clean it up for you right away." "The carpet was already covered with a gray-brown coffee stain.

"It's okay, just find someone to clean it!" Han Jinchao, who was in pain, silently thought in his heart, "She is Fan Niannian, not someone else, she can't be angry!" ”

Three hours later, when the office door opened again, Uncle Guan went downstairs with a bag full of bitter indignation, and the corners of his mouth were full of words: "You have to wash the carpet to drink coffee?" What kind of son did this old man Han raise..."

A voice kept coming from behind his ears: "Remember to send it over after washing!" Don't forget..."Han Jinchao looked at the empty space on the floor, feeling very uncomfortable, but remembering the little guy's matter, he still silently took out his mobile phone and dialed Anqi's number.

"Hey, Fan Niannian's login password sent me!"

"No, why don't you ask Nian Nian personally? I'm busy here..."Someone who hung up the phone in a hurry was pulled by Zhuang Xiaxuan and whispered, "Is it the man who looked for you that day?" Would you like to have a better attitude towards people? Don't be so fierce..."

"That's it, shouldn't Kiki have a partner too?" He Jia rubbed her big swollen eyes and leaned on the eaves of the bed to eat melons, "Is that only Nian Nian has no object?" ”

"What nonsense? People miss her mobile phone, but she is full of objects, and she can't put it down every day holding her mobile phone..."Xia Wenjun, who took over the words, skimmed Niannian who was lying on the bed, and didn't say a word after coming back from outside, and everyone didn't dare to ask how the ranking was.

His eyes met Anqi, and then he pointed to Niannian.

"It's okay, you keep playing, I'll come...", lowered his voice and said, An Qi reached out and patted Fan Niannian's calf.

"If you want to sleep, get a good night's sleep, if you don't want to sleep, see you at the roller skating rink!" In the final analysis, she has to be the one who grew up with Fan Niannian, what she thinks in her heart, she doesn't need to ask Anqi to know a thing or two.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the fully enclosed roller skating rink. There is no one in sight of the huge roller skating rink, including the clerk and the owner, and it is not open today!

Disappointed and sighed, "Forget it, let's go back to sleep!" Shaking his head, "You say, what does love look like?" ”

The wrist guard was on Anqi's arm, Fan Niannian looked like she had seen through everything in the world, and happily lay on the fence of the roller skating rink, "Love, what is it?" Angel, how do you say you can prove that one person likes another? Feelings alone are definitely not enough, right? ”

Although she looked shocked by Fan Niannian's behavior, Angel understood that Niannian should be talking about her and Lao Han.

"Actually, Niannian..."Anqi, who didn't know whether to tell Fan Niannian, was a little undecided at this time, "Love, this thing, it's too illusory, I can't understand it..."

The two of them lying on the fence had a little bit of a feeling of releasing their previous suspicions for the first time.

"Anqi, I suddenly feel that there are a lot of things I can't understand, do you also have this kind of thought?" Looking ahead, Angel saw the depths, and everything in the distance was so natural and harmonious.

He shook his head and nodded again.

"By the way, Niannian, should your login password still be that..."Anqi, who knew Fan Niannian well, couldn't think of any other reason, so she simply asked directly.

"You... Finally came out to relax, and mentioned? "Actually, is the result really the result for her? She doesn't change anything because she fails... Nor will I choose to give up because of failure...

"Actually, Old Han..."

"Why are you here? Teacher Man is looking for you..."The security guard's voice suddenly interrupted the conversation.