Song Qihua took the two to the entrance of the community and then drove away.

While Yixiu was carrying a bag, Xia Zhizhi followed behind him with his head hanging down.

At this moment, he finally asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

Xia Zhizhi was stunned for a moment and looked up at Bian Yixiu. How could he feel that he was afraid of him?

Bian Yixiu is the kindest and favorite teacher she has ever met.

"No, teacher."

Bian Yixiu touched his chin, but still couldn't figure it out, "Why do you see me every time you see me like a tiger?"

The little girl gives herself the feeling that she wants to dig a hole and hide.

But neighbors will always meet them.

Every time I encounter it occasionally, Xia Zhizhi will deliberately distance herself and pretend not to see her.

When I was in school, I would call me the teacher, but I would always lower my head and dare not see anyone.

Could it be that I am too ugly and scared?

Xia Zhizhi suddenly didn't know how to answer positively, "I haven't seen a tiger..."

Bian Yixiu smiled, "Isn't it good now?"

He took out the key and opened the door, his hand slightly against the door, and Xia Zhizhi ran in at a small pace.

"Does the stomach still hurt?"

Xia Zhizhi shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

She looked up and saw the elevator numbers jumping until 1, and the elevator door opened.

The two walked in.

Xia Zhizhi suddenly remembered that after Bian Yixiu's mother returned to her hometown, he seemed to live alone.

"Teacher, do you usually cook by yourself?"

Bian Yixiu was stunned for a moment, and he really didn't expect her to ask her questions.

"No, I can't cook," he answered truthfully.

I ate bread for breakfast, Song Qihua’s bento for lunch, and occasionally had instant noodles or order takeout at night.

Xia Zhizhi hesitated for a while, "Teacher, I'll cook later, do you want to... eat together?"

Thanks too.

Bian Yixiu subconsciously wanted to refuse, but was a little curious, "You can still cook?"

But he is a teenage girl who can cook.

"Yeah." Xia Zhizhi nodded. She usually lives alone, so she naturally has to do whatever she eats by herself.

"Where is your parents?" Bian Yixiu remembered that he hadn't seen Xia Zhizhi's parents for a long time.

In other words, I should have seen them only once or in succession.

When talking about his parents, Xia Zhizhi looked a little dim, "They don't live here."

They had divorced long ago, and each had a family and children. They were just a burdensome item that was left behind and no one wanted.

Only the huge monthly living expenses remind her that she is still alive.

Perhaps... they are also afraid of deep feelings...

Xia Zhizhi has always comforted herself like this.

Bian Yixiu seemed to understand something from her unnatural manifestations.

I sighed slightly in my heart. I was obviously just a child, but I was so independent.

He felt a little pity for the student in front of him, "If you don't mind, I'll give you a helping hand?"

Xia Zhizhi didn't react to his words for a moment.

Bian Yixiu smiled, "Although I can't cook, I can wash vegetables and cut meat."

As soon as he said this, Xia Zhizhi understood.

Two shallow dimples hung on her white and tender cheeks, "The teacher doesn't have to do it, just eat it."

Bian Yixiu looked up at the electronic screen, the number of floors jumped, and it was coming soon.

Xia Zhizhi's eyes fell on Bian Yixiu's hands, as if she was so warm and beautiful, she wrote rationally, not cooking and cooking.

Bian Yixiu is like a person outside the world, everything is good. He is the kind of standing there, making him feel outstanding in temperament and dare not approach him easily.
Chapter completed!