He has to take care of the students falling in love, and now the new young teacher doesn't look good, just the four or five people who have quietly come in to stuff love letters to him in the past few days have been caught by him, even if there are girls, and there are boys.

"You misunderstood, Zhusang is actually my sister, our parents divorced a few years ago, I followed my father to a foreign country and changed my surname. Before my father passed away this year, he told me about his daughter, and asked me to come back to take care of her, and as you know, her mother was missing, and she was the only one in the household register. Ziche Chunhua seemed to have expected it, and explained their relationship with a light smile.

Lao Li naturally knew the situation of this female classmate, and when he heard him say this, he finally put his mind at ease. He sighed, relieved. "Well, it's not easy for this kid, but now that I have your brother, it should be fine."

"I came to this school because of her, and I just hope that I am not too late." Ziche Chunhua took a sip of hot tea, and his tone was quite melancholy.

Lao Li understood these things, so he didn't worry. It happened that a student came in to ask him a question, and he comforted him, "It's not too late, it's not too late, it's never too late." ”

The young man duly exited his office, "Well, then you can keep busy, I'll go back to my place first." ”

The man thoughtfully closed the door.

The suspicious rumors in the office were lightly dispelled.

......

Soon it was snowing in November, and today was the first snow of the year. The students were very excited, ignoring the cold wind outside to touch the snowflakes that were falling down. Although the ground was wet and there were not many snowflakes piled up due to the rain a few days ago, some students still went down to the playground to hang around.

Chun Yuche was wrapped in a thick cotton suit, and sat on the seat sickly, listless.

His physique is very poor, and even if he wears thick clothes, his hands and feet are cold.

Qiguan Zhusang went to Lao Li's office to get hot water for him, and it happened that Ziche Chunhua was also sitting in the pantry to rest. She was stunned for a moment and silently went to fetch water.

"Is it cold?" He asked, holding his teacup, his warm face unclear in the hot air.

It took ten minutes to walk from the classroom to here, and the wind was blowing outside the window, and the tip of the girl's nose was red when she came in.

"It's not very cold." Qi Guan Zhusang poured half a cup of hot water and tightened the cap of the bottle. The hot water in the glass quickly warmed her slightly cold fingertips.

As soon as she turned around, a tall figure enveloped her.

"My nose is frozen red, and I still say it's not cold." Without saying a word, he untied his black scarf and tied it around the girl's neck, and the girl was blocked from the lower half of her face, revealing only a pair of bright and clear golden eyes.

The scarf still carries his temperature, and between the snorts is the sandalwood on the man's body, which is not strong but full of presence.

“...... It's really not cold. She was stunned and stubbornly explained.

"Can I touch my head?" The man bent down and spoke to her with his hands on his knees.

“…… OK. The girl lowered her head, her crow-feathered eyelashes fluttering slightly.

His palms were warm and dry, and he gently rubbed his short purple hair a few times, and his tone was very gentle: "I'm afraid you're cold." ”

Two months have passed, and the girl's short hair has grown to the collarbone.

Qi Guan Zhusang thought about it, maybe this is what others say: Your mother thinks you're cold. She was forced to accept the scarf: "Okay. ”

"Let's go back, it's almost class." The man pressed the top of her head, pressing down the stupid hair that was blown up by the wind, urging her.

The high school student nodded and quickly left.

The people who were sneaking around outside the door watched their interactions and told themselves again in their hearts: they were just brother and sister!

……………………

Approaching the young year, Chun Yuche's health was even worse, he had already lived in a sanatorium far away from the city, where it was relatively warm, and Qiguan Zhusang was also idle for a while.

Ziche Chunhua bought a lot of new clothes for Qiguan Zhusang during this time, beautiful and fitted, no one knows the size of the girl better than him.

He dressed his moon in a bright and moving light.

Since the girl was discharged from the hospital, her facial features suddenly began to grow, and her eyes were no longer the light brown amber that had been precipitated, but a gold that was almost like gilding.

Men sometimes look at this golden ocean with distraction, but fortunately the girl is sluggish and does not notice this.

With that in mind, he prepared breakfast for the day.

Millet porridge with quicksand buns and a small plate of pickled kimchi.

Qi Guanzhu Sang went downstairs, hugged him in a daze for a while, and then washed his hands and sat in the restaurant waiting for the meal.

Her phone shook, it was a message from Mihiro.

Lamplight: Are you free? The falcon will be closed tomorrow, do you want to come over and fight a few today?

Qiguan Zhusang stuffed half a custard bag in his mouth, and the speed of chewing slowed down a lot, thinking that there was nothing to do left and right, so it was better to play with two.

Qi Guan Zhusang: Okay, I'll go over in a while and leave me a place.

Lamplight: Can I pick you up at 10 o'clock?

Qi Guan Zhusang: Okay.

After the girl finished eating the custard bun in her mouth, the man sitting opposite her asked at the right time, "Is there something wrong?" Wife-kun. ”

In the past few months, men have never called her that way outside, but at home, they must call her that.

Although he explained to the outside that they were brother and sister, she was forced to call Ziche Chunhua outside for her brother.

Qi Guan Zhusang didn't bother to emphasize anything like "don't call me wife-kun" anymore, she nodded, "I'm going to go out to play with Yuxun in a while, and I may not come back at noon at the Falcon Club." ”

Ziche Chunhua put away the tableware and said gently: "I know, wife, wear more clothes when you go out, pay attention to safety." ”

"Hmm."

Qiguan Zhusang went upstairs to change his clothes and came down, touched two big dog heads, and the call came, it was Yuxun, he was already outside.

"Take this, freshly baked dim sum, let's eat it with Yuxun." The man handed her a beautifully wrapped box containing his freshly baked cookies, still hot to the touch.

"Okay."

In the past few months, Qiguan Zhusan has not been as unkind to Yuxun as he was at the beginning, and since the bombing, the relationship between them has developed rapidly, almost to the point of being like brothers. Ziche Chunhua silently watched the development of things, but his smile became gentler and kinder to Yuxun.

"I'm leaving, you go back, it's cold outside." Qiguan Zhusang wore a light yellow cotton suit, khaki corduroy trousers, and a black scarf. She waved her hand and said goodbye to the man who was standing in the hallway watching her.

It was cold outside, and the man was wearing a thin black sweater, looking weak, and the tails of his eyes and the tip of his pen were quickly blown red by the cold wind.