He sighed at that time, why some people can be born so white and look so good.

In high school, he didn't know if it was vanity or something else. He had observed how often Qi Yan received love letters from him, and found that Qi Yan was more popular than him.

But in the end, the only one who stayed by Qi Yan's side was himself.

Seeing his expression immersed in memories, Qi Yan pursed his lips, but couldn't help but ask, "Then why didn't you talk to me at that time?"

He was looking at him secretly, but he didn't know it at all.

If he had known earlier, he might have been braver, and he would not have formally met Fu Ci in the equipment room when he was so embarrassed.

Hearing that, Fu Ci reached out and rubbed Qi Yan's head through the window, "I was a well-known bad student at that time, skipping classes, and fighting. If I talk to you, Old Man Qiu can kill me directly."

Old man Qiu was their dean at the time. He held such good students as Qiyan in his hands, and he was stern to them. When he first walked with Qiyan, Old Man Qiu called him over to ask him. Is there any threat.

The difference between a good student and a bad student seems to be only one word, but in fact, it is not known how many bends there are.

Besides, he was also afraid of being scared to pray at the time.

Such a good and quiet person, he was so frightened that he didn't know how to coax him.

"So I thought it was enough to take a few glances at the time, and I was afraid of disturbing your study."

After Fu Ci finished speaking with a smile, a roar suddenly came from not far away, "Who is there!"

When Qi Yan heard the familiar and unfamiliar voice, he was a little stunned, but Fu Ci reacted at once, and went straight out of the window, pulled his wrist and ran to the other side, "I'm going, why come here? I can meet Old Man Qiu!"

Fu Ci's feet were windy. He had been arrested so many times that he could immediately tell who it was.

Qiu Yaoguang originally wanted to put the papers to be distributed at night in the classroom ahead of time, but he didn't expect to see a familiar silhouette in the corridor, talking to a person in the classroom. The other person seems to be more familiar to him?

But as soon as he made a sound, the two ran out like crazy, and he chased after him subconsciously.

Qi Yan was taken to run two floors, Fu Ci ran too fast, his physical strength soon couldn't keep up, and he was out of breath, and Fu Ci noticed his slightly rapid breathing, Immediately stopped, let Qi Yan lean against the wall, and let his breath go smoothly for him, "Don't run, don't run, breathe slowly."

It's all because of his conditioned reflex that he didn't pay attention to speed at all when running.

Harmful prayer face turned white.

Qi Yan waved his hand and barely said two words: "It's okay."

He'll be fine.

As soon as the two stopped, Qiu Yaoguang chased after them. For a while, the eyes met, the air was quiet, and Qi Yan's breathing slowed down consciously.

Finally, Fu Ci patted him on the back, "Exhale."

Qi Yan was frightened by him and coughed.

Qiu Yaoguang looked at the two people in front of him, his eyes widening: "Fu Ci, pray?"

Fu Ci tried to squeeze a kind smile on his face, intending to catch up with his former teacher, but the next sentence of the other party choked his words.

"You two didn't come in through the wall, did you?"

In the end, the two of them were led out of school by Qiu Yaoguang like little chickens, "I want to apply for the next time, I will pick you up from the door, and even climb the wall, what does it look like!"

After Qiu Yaoguang finished speaking, he gave Fuci a blank look. With his toes, he could guess that it must be the immoral thing that Fuci took the lead in, which ruined the prayers.

"Okay, I'll have another class later, let's go first."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, leaving only two people behind.

Fu Ci looked at it for a long time, and said faintly, "It's really ruthless."

He hasn't walked around enough with prayers!

"Okay, the students who will be in the third year of high school will come back, and the teacher is also afraid that it will not affect us if we continue to stay." Qi Yan comforted, "But the teacher seems to be in good health."

I haven't seen each other for a few years, but his skills are still agile, he is panting like that, and the teacher's expression is still the same.

Of course Fu Ci knew the meaning of the prayer, so he hummed: "Is that okay? You catch someone by running 800 meters every day, and you practiced it early."

He didn't run past Old Man Qiu several times back then.

Qi Yan glanced at Fu Ci with a funny look, "Don't be poor, go back, grandma should wait for us later."

He turned around and walked towards the station.

Fu Ci immediately followed, "Are you saying that Old Man Qiu is bald again, his forehead is bare, it wasn't so serious before."

Even if Qi Yan ignored him, he could continue to say, "That stomach is also, it looks a lot rounder, and wearing such thick clothes can't stop it."

"I still remember that he once threatened to lose weight. After so many years, it has not decreased but increased hahaha..."

The two got home after chatting, and it happened to be meal time, so Fu Ci volunteered to go into the kitchen.

And Qi Yan was sitting on the stool to rest. After a day's walk, he was already tired, but Fu Ci seemed to have endless energy to vent.

Grandma looked at the busy figure in the kitchen, and the other party did not forget to ask her own taboos, not to mention her satisfaction, "Yanyan, you are a good classmate, have a good temperament, and can cook."

Qi Yan glanced at the extremely diligent delivery of his hands and feet, and was speechless for a while.

He was very familiar with this method. When Fuci moved into his house, he used this method to completely capture the hearts of his parents, and now it applies to his grandmother.

You know, when Fu Ci was at school, even if there were such activities where the big guys cook or barbecue together, Fu Ci never cooked, and at most only helped him grill a few skewers.

But when he came to his house, he did not hesitate to show his cooking skills.

When Qi Yan saw the smile on her grandmother's face after tasting the dish and the extra loving eyes she looked at Fu Ci, she knew that Fu Ci had succeeded again.

After eating and drinking, the two of them took a bath and leaned against the head of the bed side by side under the quilt.