In the morning, Biannan was sleeping in a blanket when he suddenly heard Wan Fei's roar: "Haha! Hahaha! It's snowing!"

"Hey..." Bian Nan pulled the quilt over his head, and he was extremely sleepy.

Last night, after Qiu Yi got off work, they chatted for more than an hour and chatted until almost two o'clock. He didn't know if Qiu Yi fell asleep immediately. Anyway, he had reminisced about it for a long time before he went to bed. At this time, it was almost the sleepiest time.

"Don't hell, get up," Wan Fei slapped his quilt a few times, then stood by the window and drove out, "It's so late this year, it's New Year's Day."

"I didn't inform you that you didn't have to run anymore? It's so much snow." Sun Yifan sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

"Stop thinking about it. Didn't we run the same way during the two days of Blizzard last year?" Zhu Bin said under the quilt.

"By the way! Brother Nan fell and chewed shit that day." Wan Fei was so happy when he thought about it.

"You're eating shit," Bian Nan lifted the quilt and sat up, pointing at him, "When you fall, you have to hit someone's butt, so who can still stand if you hit me?"

"I've tried my best to control it. It's good if I didn't pull your pants off," Wan Fei said with a smile, turning his hand and opening a crack in the window, "You all hurry up..."

Old Beifeng suddenly poured in through the crack in the window. By the bed near the window, you could hear the screams of the wind after being squeezed. Several people yelled at the same time: "Fuck!"

After Wan Fei was troubled, everyone in the dormitory got up and became the most active dormitory in the corridor.

As soon as Bian Nan left the dormitory building, he took out his cell phone and called Qiu Yi.

Qiu Yi was probably just getting up there, and his voice was filled with a confused nasal sound: "What's wrong?"

"It's snowing," Bian Nan jumped forward, "It's so cold."

"Well, I know, Erbao called him once at half past four," Qiu Yi smiled, "Are you going to run?"

"Yes, I'm all out," Biannan pulled the zipper to his head, "I can't stand it sleepy and cold."

"I'm sleepy, too," Qiu Yi yawned. "Erbao caught a cold and snored in my ear all night."

"Did Erbao catch a cold?" Bian Nan frowned, "This physical fitness has been strengthened. I will not catch a cold even if I keep it in the snow for two days."

"Yes," Qiu Yi laughed, "I will freeze you to death, and I will not have the chance to catch a cold."

The two chatted casually for a few words, Bian Nan hung up the phone and followed the running team out of the school gate.

Before I could run around the school for two laps, the snow was so hard that people could hardly see it. The wind was blowing fiercely. This year's first snow was so cruel.

"Hey, Brother Nan," Wan Fei's hat was pulled down so that his eyes were almost blocked. "What are the three-day holidays on New Year's Day? How do you spend it?"

"Listen to the class." Bian Nan said, and he opened his mouth and poured wind into his stomach.

"Listen to the class?" Wan Fei was stunned and lowered his voice, "What class should I listen to? Isn't I with Qiu Yi?"

"Listen to Qiu Yi in class." Bian Nan sighed. He had only been talking about this for so long yesterday.

In Biannan's concept, holidays are for fun, but Qiu Yi, on the contrary, holidays are used to make money. He has already arranged three days of New Year's Day. When the festival comes, the hotel is very busy and can't take leave. The third-year junior high school students don't have much holiday at all, and they are all gathered in those days...

"I'm sorry," Qiu Yi's voice was filled with apology, "I didn't think about it all."

"I'm sorry, what," Bian Nan felt very uncomfortable when he heard what he said. Qiu Yi was in a different situation than him. It would be so hard to have a vacation. "Anyway, I can meet you anytime, and it's not bad for the past two days."

"Or I'll push one off..." Qiu Yi thought.

"No, no, no," Bian Nan felt even more sad, and finally gritted his teeth, "Why do I follow you to make up for the lesson?"

The result of the discussion was that Bian Nan and Qiu Yi went to make up for the students.

Very funny.

However, Bian Nan felt that it was more interesting than cats staying in the dormitory, staying at home or going out to play with classmates and friends.

He really wanted to see what Qiu Yi looked like to give people serious lessons.

In fact, he doesn't think about whether to play with Qiu Yi during holidays. Anyway, there are two people everywhere. There are no difference between walking around the street, watching movies and having dinner, which is no different from usual.

If you want to play with a bunch of people, you have to give up a lot of things, such as taking the time to pull your hand and touch your waist, etc.

Thinking of these things, Bian Nan felt a little depressed again.

Last night, a few people in the dormitory sneaked out to sing. Although it was just a broken venue next to the school, the audio environment and other sound environments were all in the style of urban-rural integration, it did not prevent Wan Fei and Xu Rui from singing in love songs hand in hand. Seeing the other party sing so hard that they could sing while eating.

Every time this happens, Bian Nan is depressed, and he is depressed when he sees a young couple on the street.

depressed!

Fortunately, he is very heartless.

This kind of depression will only appear every time I think about it or see it.

It will be disbanded in a few minutes.

For example, when he was waiting for Qiu Yi, he saw a young couple walking by with grilled sweet potatoes together, thinking about choking the first second before, but when he turned his head and saw Qiu Yi coming, he immediately changed his mood.

"Why don't you let me go to the house to wait?" Bian Nan jumped with his neck shrank.

"When you go to Erbao to see you, you shouldn't let you leave," Qiu Yi smiled and put a warm thing in his hand, "Try it."

"Hey?" Bian Nan looked down and saw a hot roasted sweet potato in his hand. "Where did it come from?"

"The neighbor's bake," said Qiu Yi, walking towards the intersection of the small street, "his family sells this and is about to set up a stall, so I took two."

"Where are we going? Aren't we taking the bus?" He followed while eating in the south, walked next to Qiu Yi, and squeezed towards Qiu Yi in two steps.

"You can get there directly," Qiu Yi was squeezed by him for several times, and almost walked to the bottom of the sidewalk, so he had to squeeze into him, "Are you strabby?"

"Fuck," Bian Nan tsk, "You can't pull your hands and your mouth cannot kiss you. Wouldn't you just squeeze and feel your existence?"

Qiu Yi sighed, pulled his hand out of his pocket, and put it on his shoulder: "Are you okay?"

"Make it." Bian Nan smiled. Although this posture is a standard popular model for friends walking, it is much stronger than side by side.

When the holiday comes, no matter what the weather is, the streets are full of people. The speakers in the shops on both sides are louder than the other. The ears are full of sounds, and the eyes are filled with various colors.

The same is true in the subway, with crowded people. Biannan is usually annoyed at this time, but it is different when he is with Qiu Yi. The more people, the better.

After squeezing into the car, he was basically standing behind Qiu Yi.

There were two children in front of Qiu Yi, who were squeezing around. He pulled the ring back and gave in. Bian Nan took the opportunity to quietly support one hand on his waist.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Yi looked back at him, with a smile on his lips.

"Warm," Bian Nan put his hand into Qiu Yi's pocket and hugged him, "It's so cold."

"It's still cold here?" Qiu Yi smiled.

"I'm cold and I'm afraid of the cold." Bian Nan tskated. If he hadn't been afraid of it being too obvious, he would have wanted to put his chin on Qiu Yi's shoulder.

Unfortunately, the house where I went to make up for classes was not far away, so I had to get off the bus in just a few stops.

Until he got off the car, there was no longer enough people around him to serve as a cover. Bian Nan reluctantly pulled out his hand and left the station with Qiu Yi.

"Just say you are my classmate and are going to give someone a lesson. Let's hear how I make up for it." Qiu Yi told him.

"Yes," Bian Nan scratched his head, "I think it's pretty good. What should I do if I introduce the students to me?"

"No," Qiu Yi glanced at him, "You don't look like a good student."

"Damn!" Bian Nan touched his face, "Get out."

"If you are so lucky, just introduce it to me." Qiu Yi said with a smile.

"Are you busy? It's almost time to make a fuss?" Bian Nan frowned. He could see Qiu Yi's dark circles, although it was not too obvious.

"I can transfer it to my classmate and get some introduction fee, and several are waiting for me to introduce it."

"...You are really good at doing business."

This is a boy who makes up for the lesson. There are no adults at home, so everyone goes out shopping, so Biannan basically doesn’t have to worry about being attracted to the students and introduces them to them.

The boy wore glasses and looked like a good student. He was quite polite to bring water and snacks to Bian Nan.

It was not until Qiu Yi started to teach him the math test, Bian Nan realized that this boy looked like a good student, with a very poor grades and seemed quite stupid.

Bian Nan sat on the sofa behind the boy, and could see Qiu Yi as soon as he raised his eyes.

"I told you this question last time, why are you still wrong?" Qiu Yi pointed to the paper.

"I haven't said it before...?" The boy leaned over and looked.

"Don't pretend," Qiu Yi took the notebook in front of him and opened it and flipped it a few pages. "If you don't understand it next time, tell me, it's okay to talk about it a few more times."

"Yes." The boy nodded.

"Then I'll tell you again. If you have any understanding, just say it." Qiu Yi said.

Bian Nan held his forehead and watched Qiu Yi explain the questions to the boy.

A little surprised.

He always thought that Qiu Yi could give students some tutoring because he studied well and never thought about anything else.

After Qiu Yi started to talk about the questions, he realized that it was probably not only possible to do good work by studying well, but this guy's thinking was quite clear and he was simple and organized.

When Bian Nan was in junior high school, he was so poor that he could make his father happy any time he could achieve his grades, especially in mathematics. The math teacher is a little old man, who is the kind that is talented but cannot express it.

Biannan wanted to sleep as soon as he took math class. The old man didn't even have any ups and downs when he spoke, as if he was sitting in a temple. If the teacher was Qiu Yi...

This boy didn't understand Bian Nan, but he just swept his ears a few times, and he almost understood it.

This was the first time he hadn't been sleepy when he heard someone talked about a question.
To be continued...