Chapter 51: 51 I can try to fall in love with you

The cell phone camera flipped down, and the cafeteria aunt's bright smiling face appeared on the screen.

"Classmate, what's to eat?" Auntie waved her spoon at the cell phone screen, "Auntie recommends today's new dish, fried strawberries with celery."

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

"I was trying to have lunch, and I didn't want to eat the moat." Ji Xingchuan said.

The other party's slightly elevated voice came from the earphones, sensing the laughter and derision in it, his ears inexplicably softened for a moment, Fang Zhiran pinched his own ears, and spoke expressionlessly, "He said he hated this dish."

"Dare to bring back fried strawberries with celery." The person on the other side of the phone said, "I'll just ...... are you testing me?"

"You flunked." Fang Zhiran cuts to himself again.

In the picture, the boy has already pressed the lock of hair on top of his head, large black-rimmed glasses can not hide the clean-cut features. His face looks good and quiet, perfectly meets the fantasy of many people's hearts to the school bully teenager, completely unable to see the shadow of the previous white-haired girl fiddling with the bunny tail when the naive.

"Your delivery has been packed." Fang Zhiran said, "We'll deliver it to you now."

"I'm a poor student and can't afford the delivery fee." The man in the headset said, "Accept to be repaid in another way?"

Fang Zhiran : "...... Shut up."

"I mean, could take you through a couple more experiments." Ji Xingchuan says, "Or help you with your papers, I'm serious."

The boy stopped by the cafeteria door, carrying a packed lunch box, his right hand resting on his headphones, his head slightly tilted sideways, the side of his face slightly red with annoyance.

Not far away, He Xuyang was waiting in front of the milk tea store with his fellow students.

"Huh, my roommate?" He Xuyang caught a glimpse of the boy not far away.

"Fang Zhiran looks so good and small." A fellow student says, "I feel like I'll be bullied to death by Ji Xingchuan."

"That's true." He Xuyang said, "Ji Xingchuan stares at him very hard. He Xuyang said, "Ji Xingchuan stares at him very closely, calling for work every day, giving nothing, and only bringing him breakfast once."

"Yeah, I heard Pan Xu say that Ji Xingchuan is so scary, rolls himself and rolls others." Fellow disciple said, "I think it's so stressful to stay in the same division with him."

The two of them were walking together towards the cafeteria door, and He Xuyang was about to greet his roommate when he heard the boy say into his cell phone, "Ji Xingchuan, crawl for me!"

He Xuyang: "......"

*

In Guo Men's office, Ji Xingchuan opened his lunchbox and was truly relieved the moment he saw the roasted chicken with potatoes and the braised eggplant.

Thank goodness for good genes and sending him good sound.

That's why Fang Zhiran will not send him to his doom even if he's angered by the teasing.

Sleepy in the afternoon, Fang Zhiran lies on his back at his desk, fiddling with the bottles of drinks on it.

"Cabbage, did you buy it?" He asked.

Ji Xingchuan patiently counseled, "? No cabbage, who's senior brother calls his senior brother cabbage? It's not polite."

Fang Zhiran was furious and slapped the table.

You have the decency to call me Cosmic Overlord Ran.

When people hang out in the secondary world, you're finished uncovering just that little bit of clothing.

"I just went downstairs to deliver a statement to finance, and I passed by the store and saw this co-branded drink." Ji Xingchuan said, "I remember you were looking at this a while ago, like it?"

Fang Zhiran is quite a favorite.

"I don't know which character you like, but I picked up two extra bottles of the co-branded version of the character I voiced." Ji Xingchuan said.

"You are this." Fang Zhiran gave a thumbs up.

He took the knife from the table and carefully removed the advertising plastic seal from the body of the drink bottle, the handle figure was too good to waste, it was suitable for cutting down to make a flow of hemp.

"Don't you like the drink?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

"Too sour for my liking." Fang Zhiran By and by, he removes the makeup from the drink bottles.

"Put it there then, your brother Jiang will drink it." Ji Xingchuan said, "What are you cutting?"

"Gouge down this one you've matched." Fang Zhiran says, "Bookmark it, increase your cooking power, and fight off the same burden."

"I'm surprised." Ji Xingchuan said, "If you like collecting character peripherals so much, wouldn't you want to bring home the cv himself? Directly from the root to beat all the same share."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"Isn't your fucking ...... confession a little too dense?" He averted his gaze to the empty flower pot on the windowsill.

It took him a moment to realize that it was just the two of them in the office this late afternoon, that somehow the two of them had gotten very close, and that the other had cut into a gentle radio-only voice from who knows when.

"I don't think so." Ji Xingchuan said with a straight face, "It's the little Snowflakes that have too much skin, and I want him to know about every Snowflake."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

It seems to be true.

So far, Snowflakes, Cheongsam Snowflakes, Uniform Snowflakes, and Old-Fashioned Snowflakes have all been confessed?

Also just the lab coat Snowflakes and the original Snowflakes got away with it!

Guard the last two little Snowflakes.

"Do you want to lie down for a while?" Ji Xingchuan asked, "I can't see your eyes open."

Is a little sleepy.

Fang Zhiran pulled out the folding bed Pan Xu had brought with him from under his desk.

"Lao Guo's office seems to be getting smaller and smaller." Following Brother Octopus's movement of drying the recliner, Fang Zhiran spread out the bed, wrapped it in the quilt Ji Xingchuan brought over, and lay down comfortably.

"Is this bed big?" His senior asked, "I'm sleepy too."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Fang Zhiran: "Get out, get out."

He curled his head under the covers, the other man's unmistakable giggle of pleasure behind him.

When you're chasing someone, can you not bring your sword? Chase me two steps and poke me twice.

It's horrible.

The quilt cut off the light, but the sound seemed to become clearer.

He heard Ji Xingchuan's footsteps, which sounded like they stopped at the window, followed by a clatter as the office curtains were drawn.

The dim light conserves sleepiness and also seems ...... to breed ambiguity even more.

A hand nudged his head gently through the covers.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

The voice sounded like a veil, inaudible, "Fang Zhiran."

The voice drew closer, as if the other man was leaning down, close to his ear.

"Sleeping so fast? cos sleeping beauty now?" The other asked, "Wake up service later?"

Fang Zhiran clenched his fists.

"Take it easy." The other pushed him again, "Unclench your fists."

Fang Zhiran tightened his claws.

"Even though I say I like you on sight, you have the right to reject me at any time, do you understand?" Push again.

"I like Snowflakes, but I wouldn't put Snowflakes in a crystal ball." And push.

"You want to be a cosmic overlord, I'm with you, huh?" Keep pushing.

"I'm going to fall!" Fang Zhiran said angrily, "Is there a Unicron Overlord who is as stifled as I am?"

The hand that had pushed him stopped and grabbed him back a little, that hand rubbing his hair gently through the covers again.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

The countless strands of hair felt like they were being gently tugged, bringing a very light numbness and softness to his scalp that, along with the flakiness in his ears, blazed like a fire, causing his back to tingle slightly.

Shit, what kind of bed is this? Did I get electrocuted?

He balled the covers tighter with his tingling fingertips and turned on his side, leaving his back to his secondary ally.

Ji Xingchuan was slightly stunned and smiled, "Then ...... I'll go to the lab first, come back to me when you've had a good night's sleep."

The voice sounded like it was a little lost, and the footsteps faded away.

"I ......" Fang Zhiran lifted the quilt, like a shoot breaking out of the ground.

The office was deserted.

Running on flash?

Forget it. What's he explaining?

Explain that he actually has no aversion to the other s touch, only some ...... desire to avoid it and want some more.

Both. Am I crazy?

Fang Zhiran pushes down his glasses, and, sleepless, he plunges into the realm of the Absolute and begins to contemplate-

As a matter of fact, Ji Xingchuan is a man of many voices and many hearts.

He always knew what area he was best at and which way was the shortcut.

Fancy confessions paired with see-saw brushing his face to brush up his favor, and the scariest thing is that sometimes the other party speaks, obviously without any skill, without using any special vocal line, and he subconsciously listens carefully.

Are you kidding me?

Fang Zhiran, pull his ears.

Ridiculous, this human body, can't you control it after all?

Nah, Fang Zhiran, where are you going?

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Fang Zhiran: "............"

My heart goes out to ...... so shameful ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

He banged down and buried himself back under the covers.

*

U of A Master's and Doctoral Programs Forum - School of Physics Section

[Did anyone just growl? College Building here.]

1L (Qin Fan, who wants to graduate): During my lunch break, I was about to make another contribution to the Qian Men when I suddenly heard an "Ow".

2L(F): No.

3L (Lab Dobie): I think I heard that too.

4L (Lab Dobie): I'm on the repairman's side, Guo Men How do you keep reporting repairs?

5L(F): The College has given Guo Men a bad configuration and the College reflects on it.

6L (Cabbage): Come to work.

7L(F): Oh, here it comes.

Fang Zhiran put on his white lab coat and went out to find his brother waiting for him by his locker.

"Had enough sleep?" Ji Xingchuan asked, "I've had time to brush the forum."

His senior brother looked bland, serious and calm.

It was as if the events of an hour ago in the dimly lit office had only turned him into a hot mess.

"Qian Men's experiments should be wrapped up today," Ji Xingchuan said. Ji Xingchuan said, "There are instruments that should be freed up for us to use."

"Been waiting for this day for a long time." Fang Zhiran agreed.

"I've been waiting for tomorrow for a long time." Ji Xingchuan's voice suddenly lowered its decibel, "Snowflakes-sensei, tomorrow is Christmas, come out with a white-haired cheongsam battle heroine to see the strength?"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

I now suspect that every word you've told me has been laying down a ruse.

"Then you ...... find a restaurant tomorrow." Fang Zhiran said, "Also find me ...... a place to put on my makeup."

If he had done his makeup at school and walked out, Fang Zhiran would have been disgraced.

"No problem." Ji Xingchuan said.

The two of them unspokenly didn't mention the brief flirtation in the dim afternoon light.

The moment they enter the lab, the two Guo Men are transformed into cutting-edge researchers.

"Senior." Fang Zhiran pushed up his glasses, "Is there a group meeting next week?"

"It'll have to do." Ji Xingchuan pressed down the brim of his white protective hat, "Lao Guo isn't happy to drive, but it's time to keep an eye on Pan Xu's paper."

"What's in that big gas cylinder in front of A09?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"Inert gas, helium." Ji Xingchuan said, "Inhalation changes the sound."

Fang Zhiran : "Oh, I used to watch my classmates play in the chemistry lab."

"I can change you without that." Ji Xingchuan said.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

When they got to the lab bench, both of them got into the swing of things.

Fang Zhiran flips through his notes, "Supplies this time, a different manufacturer?"

"Right." Ji Xingchuan said, "The previous one wasn't working very well, so I suggested the college change it."

Time flew by in the lab.

Toward evening, Fang Zhiran cleans up the lab bench, checks the instruments, and puts the various utensils back in their places.

Ji Xingchuan leaned against the lab bench, looking over the lab records.

"Your Gan Wanhe Sister's stove is broken." He said, "She can't even do her experiments during this time of repair."

The furnace, the lifeblood of the experimenter.

"Then Senior Sister should be quite free these days." Fang Zhiran stretched, "Wrap it up and go eat dinner."

"Come on, let's go check out her furnace." Ji Xingchuan nudged his shoulder.

What? Aren't you going to ask me if I want to go to the cafeteria with you?

Fang Zhiran turned to Ji Xingchuan.

The other man was studying the experimental apparatus with interest, like he was itching to fix it himself.

Why don't you fix something else?

Wait a minute.

What am I going to do with a stove.

The experiments for the Qian Men Foundation project have just been completed and the lab bench is still being organized.

There were lab containers sitting east and west on the countertop, with a beaker askew next to it.

Qin Fan yawns and half-closes his eyes, mopping the floor with only a wrung-out mop, the light-colored floor is mopped one by one, gradually becoming cleaner and cleaner.

Fang Zhiran leaned against the wall and waited for his brother, supervising Qin Fan's mopping of the floor.

"And the countertops are cleaner." Fang Zhiran said.

Qin Fan: "......"

This thing is as scary as Ji Xingchuan.

Why did he have to mess with Fang Zhiran in the first place?

Fang Zhiran adds to the mix and continues to look at his brother.

Just this angle to see the past, this white coat a wear, goggles a wear, winter old thief quite a man-like, this height and figure and face, a lot of roles of cos can come out to play.

But nowadays, cosplay requires more than just a face to play.

Little Snowflakes is the best teacher in the world.

"Probably know what's wrong." Ji Xingchuan straightened up, "Let's go."

"Uh-huh." Fang Zhiran turned his head.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

He turned his head back.

Something was glistening on the marble floor nearby.

What? Is Qin Fan broken?

Nope, silver-white, metallic luster, it's magnesium powder!

This is a sample that was strewn about during the experiment and has not yet been cleaned up.

If magnesium powder meets water ......

Next to him, Qin Fan was mopping the floor unnoticed, the dampened mop slashing straight through the silvery-white metal.

"Don't drag ...... don't drag!" In that instant, Fang Zhiran only had time to yank Qin Fan back a bit.

The silvery-white metal met the water, bursting into flames the instant hydrogen was created, and with a loud bang, snowy white light took over his vision as the figure next to him lunged, wrapping her arms around him, and the two of them, together, fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

The beaker from the lab bench fell to the floor and shattered with a crisp sound.

In the confusion, he heard a muffled grunt from the other man, and then his head landed softly, padded tightly by a hand.

Fang Zhiran: "You ......"

Before he could finish making a sound, Ji Xingchuan quickly got up, grabbed him by the collar, carried him and ran.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"Don't take the fire extinguisher!" In his ear was his senior's somewhat hurried gasp, "Jiang Feng, speed, use sand to put out the fire."

The burning smell of burning choked Fang Zhiran, who coughed repeatedly, and the sounds of people and sand covered the ground.

"Fang Zhiran, are you okay?" In the confusion, Ji Xingchuan half-dragged, half-carried the boy to the corner, tried to hug, but in the end just gently rubbed the boy's head.

"OMG, what a strong holy light." Fang Zhiran was in shock.

Luckily he had kept his goggles buttoned up, being burned so close, his vision was still white as a sheet to this day.

Snap, snap, a warm liquid landed on the back of his hand.

Water?

Fang Zhiran rubbed it, not water, sticky, like ...... blood?

Smelling the faint odor of blood, he froze.

"Ji Xingchuan, what happened to you? Don't you die ......," he fumbled with his hands trying to help stop the bleeding, "I won't call you an old thief anymore."

I haven't told you yet. It's like my body's mutinied.

Ji Xingchuan: "?"

"Die what death? I've watched too many cartoons." Ji Xingchuan looked at the back of his hand and said in a nonchalant manner, "I can't die from this small injury."

"You don't make flags," Fang Zhiran said.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Gan Wanhe burst into the lab, "The fire's out, isn't it? Ouch, Fang Zhiran, you're holding him so tight."

Gan Wanhe : "Hey ...... ah! Blood."

"I'm fine, I just cut the back of my hand on the shards of the beaker that burst into flames." Ji Xingchuan said, "Gan Wanhe, call a car to take him to the hospital, he seems to be blind."

An ambulance from the University Hospital A swished in and pulled away three injured patients from the School of Physics.

Outside the emergency room, Fang Zhiran blinks, still seeing a white light.

"You're really okay, aren't you?" He asked.

"It's okay." Ji Xingchuan said, "Pan Xu's three medical student friends helped to stop the bleeding briefly, just bandage it up right away."

Fang Zhiran : "Oh ......"

"Is Qin Fan still alive?" He asked again.

"He also had glass cuts." Ji Xingchuan said, "plus five fingerprints on his arm."

"This explosion is amazing." Fang Zhiran looked up at the sky sheepishly, "It even gave fingerprints."

"I'm teaching you a lesson, you're looking right at me." Ji Xingchuan said.

"I can't see at this moment." Fang Zhiran was justified.

"Fang Zhiran, the explosion was just a split second, you still have time to care about him." Ji Xingchuan said, "Thanks to the small amount of magnesium powder on the ground, this if the number of more ......"

"Then you burn me some grain next year." Fang Zhiran said, "Order some color paper too."

As soon as the words left his mouth, a hand cupped his mouth.

"Shut up." Ji Xingchuan's voice was slightly cold, "Shut your unlucky mouth."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

He waved his hand in an auspicious gesture of congratulations.

Ji Xingchuan let go of his hand.

"I had no choice." said Fang Zhiran. Fang Zhiran said, "I stood too close, I pulled him or not, had to be face to face, but you, you were a step away from me, you can avoid, you had to come to drag me."

"What do you think, why?" Ji Xingchuan asked rhetorically.

Fang Zhiran stopped talking.

He somewhat understood the other man's mood, just the moment the other man's blood dripped down the back of his hand.

It seemed like he hadn't been this flustered in quite some time.

It turns out that liking is not about wanting this or that, it's about the sun giving it to you, the moon giving it to you, and then chasing away all the stormy weather for you.

In that moment, for no reason at all, he was afraid of losing.

He thought about it a lot.

The old man who sells flowers in front of the alley in his hometown, the security uncle who always hands him Band-Aids in front of his middle school, the fan on Twitter who used to say good morning to him every day.

Some people who are taken for granted can suddenly and silently disappear from life one day.

It wasn't long ago that he thought Winter Teacher did the same thing and would slowly disappear from his world.

He was sad but blessed when his favorite teacher retired from the circle and had his own life.

But now he's afraid Ji Xingchuan will disappear.

This is a man who chases people outrageously, yet makes it impossible to forget.

Well ...... Ji Xingchuan something.

Now well, he could accept everyone's fading away except in this one, well, that was a possibility he didn't even want to think about.

Because Fang Zhiran ......

"Fang Zhiran, are you there?" Someone asked.

"Here." Ji Xingchuan answered.

"The last time I was at the University Hospital of A University, did you hang up my number ah." The receiving doctor had an impression of Fang Zhiran's face, "Last time it was the underwater opening of the eyes that led to eye inflammation, and this time it was the explosion of bright light stimulation that led to blurred vision, young student, what is your specialty?"

Fang Zhiran didn't change his color: "Death by fancy."

With a light slap to the head from behind, Fang Zhiran changed his tone to, "Physics."

"My daughter-in-law studied physics too." The doctor said, "It's crazy to read about studying it every day."

The doctor flipped through the examination report, "It's not a big problem, a little photophobic, the last inflammation didn't heal for long, and it's stimulated by light again, I'll give you some medicine, then close your eyes for two days and wait for it to recover naturally, you can come back later to review your eyesight."

"I seem to be able to see a bit of shadow at this moment, I should get better fast." Fang Zhiran grabbed onto Ji Xingchuan, "Come on Senior, let's go back."

"The door is on the left." Ji Xingchuan said, "Going through the window, are you planning to fly?"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

There was a slight heat on his wrist, and it was Ji Xingchuan who grabbed onto his wrist and led him step by step out of the hospital room.

Ji Xingchuan pressed him into a seat outside the hospital room, "Sit down for a while, Jiang Feng has gone to get your medicine."

Fang Zhiran blinks his eyes full of holy light and looks around.

An idea crossed his head and he grabbed Ji Xingchuan's hand, and sure enough, he felt the wrapped bandage.

What about the rest of it? Any injuries?

Fang Zhiran touched from the back of his hand to his fingers, then from his fingers to his arm, his white fingertips tracing over his collarbone, stopping by the knot of his opponent's throat, and working their way upward to stop by his opponent's jaw.

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

What the fuck? What's with the groping.

"Stop." He warned in a low voice, "It's really just a wound, you'll touch it again ......"

It really wouldn't be very polite.

"But the beaker shattered ah ......" Fang Zhiran said, "listening to the sound of many pieces shattered, I followed the picture at that time, in my mind calculated the explosion trajectory... ..."

"Qin Fan seems to be more European when it comes to smoking beaker shards." Ji Xingchuan said.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Qin Fan: "......"

"What are you doing?" Qin Fan, bandaged in several places, asks.

Fang Zhiran thought outwardly, "Blind men feeling the elephant?"

Ji Xingchuan's fist is also hard.

"Fang Zhiran." Qin Fan said, "I sent you a message, but you ignored me."

Qin Fan: "Came over to say thank you."

If Fang Zhiran hadn't reminded him of the situation, and hadn't given him a strong tug, the magnesium powder would have been enough to blow him up, instead of just dropping a layer of blood and skin as it was now.

"Pulling you is by the way fatherly love." Fang Zhiran said, "But aren't you a dumb ass, my eyes hurt, do I hold my head to read the message?"

Qin Fan: "额 ......"

"Anyway ...... sorry." Qin Fan scratches his head with a tightly wrapped hand, "Used to be, all kinds of sorry."

"It's none of your business." Fang Zhiran said, "You let the old money to say sorry to me, your whole experimental process is problematic, just catch up with the progress, each do their own, lack of communication, although I do not like you, but you are an unlucky mopping up the floor."

Qin Fan: "......"

"Okay, okay, let's go." The kind Ji Xingchuan waved his hand, telling Qin Fan to get going.

The damage done to Qin Fan by blowing up the lab was temporary, but Fang Zhiran's damage is semi-permanent.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Feng returned with a plastic bag, "Fang Zhiran's medicine."

"Let's go." Ji Xingchuan said, "Call a car, let's go back to school."

The cab drove through the gates of the University of A and stopped under the School of Physics, where Fang Zhiran opened the door and got out of the car himself.

"Fang Zhiran, eat in the office." Jiang Feng said, "I'll go get you some food."

"My card for you." Ji Xingchuan said.

"Brush the most expensive." Fang Zhiran said to the tree on the side of the road.

"Shidi, that's Maple, not Jiang Feng." Jiang Feng reminded, "Different species."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Jiang Feng swiped a shared bicycle and rode it in the direction of the cafeteria.

[Two steps ahead and turn left.]

Fang Zhiran's ears suddenly heard a rather magnetic voice.

[Straight ahead to the steps.]

Ji Xingchuan didn't hold him, just said.

[Winter teacher navigates you.]

"You pull me along." Fang Zhiran said.

Do not try to be brave, there is no need ah, he put in front of this person, the face is almost lost, long ago do not want to face.

This time, the warmth didn't land on his wrist; the other man's fingers hooked around his and flicked them down, if anything, and the neatly manicured nails scraped past his hand, tickling a little.

Then his fingers were clenched by the other man's bandaged ones.

"Up the steps." Ji Xingchuan said.

He followed and was led all the way into Lao Guo's office.

"Anyone?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"Nobody." Ji Xingchuan said, "Sit down."

"College teachers are watching the monitor, investigating the cause of the deflagration, Gan Wanhe followed the past." He said, "Anyway, it is Qian Men full responsibility, it has nothing to do with the two of us, we wait for the compensation will be fine."

"Old Qian's high-pressure model of graduate training is prone to problems." Ji Xingchuan said, "Blame me for not watching closely enough."

"How can you keep an eye on it?" Fang Zhiran said, "You can't just lie down on the ground and look for magnesium and aluminum powder every time they finish an experiment."

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

"Is it a big loss?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"The lab was also lightly injured, we reacted quickly and extinguished the fire in time." Ji Xingchuan said, "Broken a few beakers, and then ...... deflagration near the lab bench turned pitch black."

Fang Zhiran couldn't hold back his laughter.

His slightly open eyes had little focus, and the ends of his eyes were tinged with a bit of red where his long lashes hid them.

Ji Xingchuan keeps staring at people when they can't see him.

The boy's eyes blinked and he tilted his head to the side.

"Don't stare at me." Fang Zhiran said, "I can see a little bit."

Mostly it was that feeling of being stared at that made his cheeks feel hotter and hotter.

"Here's your cell phone." Ji Xingchuan pushed it over, "Got it out of the locker for you."

"Is there a message on the screen?" Fang Zhiran asked.

Ji Xingchuan scanned, "Yes."

There's a text message about a delinquent shutdown.

"The password is six six." Fang Zhiran says, "Mr. Winter, lend me your voice and tell me what news has come."

Ji Xingchuan's eyes swept past the text message about the unpaid bill.

"Note 'mom'." Ji Xingchuan said, "Fang Zhiran, Ji Xingchuan is a good man, you have to stay with him so that mom can rest assured."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Here we go again, taking advantage of the situation.

"Docket 'Su Jia'." Ji Xingchuan said, "Ahhhhh Snowflakes, you're with Mr. Winter, get me my grain."

"Note 'Lu Zhu'." Ji Xingchuan got high, "Little Snowflakes, why aren't you with him yet, have you listened to all the radio dramas for nothing?"

"Remarks' Lao Guo." Ji Xingchuan began to babble, "Fang Zhiran, uncharacteristic, why aren't you with your senior brother yet?"

"Good." The boy's ears turned slightly red at the tips and he turned his head toward the wall, kicking his desk.

Ji Xingchuan: "Remarks 'mcn晴......"

Ji Xingchuan: "????"

"What did you just, say?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

The tour de force in his voice dissipated.

At his burning gaze, the boy spoke again--

"I said ...... I want to try and have a relationship with you."

"Mrs. Winter, you've got Snowflakes."