Dou Xun was greeted with a bomber-like welcome by Aunt Du and Grandma Xu, who added more dishes to his meal and asked him all kinds of questions.

The two middle-aged and elderly women asked Dou Xun so many questions that he could hardly cope with them. He was forced to speak more than a month's worth of language in one night before they were let go.

Dou Xun sneaked back to his room with lingering fear. When he pushed the door, he found that the bedroom on the second floor was still the same as when he left. Aunt Du helped him clean it very cleanly, and the sheets were washed when he was away. Dou Xun threw himself on the bed, and the special fragrance of detergent and disinfectant mixed into his nose.

There were also several boxes of colorful chocolates on the bookshelf, which were obviously brought back by Xu Jin from his business trip abroad. They must have been in duplicate, and Xu Xilin did not eat any of them secretly, leaving them all neatly for him.

Dou Xun rolled over on the bed twice as if he was confirming his territory, feeling like a stray animal finally returning to the safety and comfort of his own nest.

He rubbed it contentedly for a while, then jumped up and went to "patrol" his other "territories".

Mr. "Territory" Xu Xilin is fighting with Aunt Du for his right to turn on the air conditioner when sleeping.

Aunt Du quoted from classics: "As the old saying goes, 'Yang shrinks and Yin grows, autumn melons upset the stomach'. After autumn, we should take care of our health. What kind of day is it now? Do you still want to turn on the air conditioner to sleep? Not to mention the electricity waste, it's also the reason why you catch a cold!"

Xu Xilin retorted in a muffled voice: "There's an old saying that goes 'cover up in spring and keep warm in autumn', and 'the wind is howling, the horses are neighing, and the autumn tiger is roaring'! Besides, I have a heat cold!"

He answered too quickly. Aunt Du stood on the stairs dumbfounded. She forgot the words for a moment and had to resort to the ultimate move: "I'm going to tell your mother!"

Xu Xilin had no pressure at all: "My mother is out dealing with the big money sponsor and won't be back until next month."

Aunt Du was furious. She ran to the kitchen, announcing that Xu Xilin would not have any share in the pear juice she was going to make that evening.

Xu Xilin turned to Dou Xun who was watching nonchalantly. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly sneezed so loudly that his head almost fell off his neck, and his temples roared.

It's like this every time he catches a cold. It's not a serious problem during the day, but it gets worse in the mornings and evenings.

Dou Xun frowned, pushed him into the house, and ordered bluntly: "Lie down."

Xu Xilin was lying on his small single bed with a dizzy head, but he had not forgotten his entertainment spirit. He said to Dou Xun with a weak breath: "After returning home... tell 'Rou Si' that I love her... remember, she only loves the Beijing sauce, not the fish-flavored one..."

Before he finished speaking, Dou Xun suddenly bent down without warning and pressed his lips against his forehead.

Xu Xilin: “…”

The shredded pork with Beijing sauce and the shredded pork with fish flavor collided with each other in his head and turned into a pot of meaty soup.

Dou Xun's eyes flickered, and he carefully stepped back a little, and explained to Xu Xilin in a way that made it even more obvious, "Let me try to see if you get burned."

Xu Xilin's lips moved slightly, but he couldn't express any opinion.

Dou Xun poured him a cup of warm water, carefully adjusted the temperature as if doing an experiment, and even dropped a few drops on his hand to try it out. Then he ran downstairs to get him the medicine, carefully folded a small medicine box out of white paper, put the carefully selected pills together, and delivered it to Xu Xi's clinical counter.

It was the first time for him to take care of others, and he seemed very unfamiliar with it. After finishing all the things, Dou Xun stood there, thinking carefully whether he had missed anything. He was more cautious than raising a precious white rat... and he experienced a little happiness from all the trivialities, which is difficult to share with others.

Xu Xilin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the rustling sounds of Dou Xun's movements gradually fade away.

He turned over restlessly in bed, feeling something was wrong. He couldn't tell the specific reason, but he felt that the intimacy between him and Dou Xun seemed a little off and not an orthodox one.

He gently wiped his forehead, and the touch of Dou Xun's lips seemed to still remain there, as soft as a feather. Xu Xilin shuddered and slowly noticed the itch of the feather.

At this time, the bedroom door creaked open again. Xu Xilin raised his head and found that Dou Xun had come back with a wrapped paper bag in his hand.

Dou Xun came in front of him as if he was afraid of disturbing something, and held his breath and stuffed the paper bag into Xu Xilin's hand: "I bought it for you."

Xu Xilin blinked in surprise.

Dou Xun pretended to bring it up casually, and deliberately said lightly: "I did some translation for someone, and I had no place to spend the royalties, so I just bought some things."

Xu Xilin felt that he might really have a fever, and his mouth felt a little dry from time to time. He saw Dou Xun poking at one side like a stick, glancing over eagerly, and he felt that there was a kind of weird cuteness about this stick.

He sniffed and opened the tightly packed paper bag with emotion...

Then a thick book titled "Collection of Detailed Explanations of College Entrance Examination Test Points (Biology)" fell out.

Xu Xilin: “…”

Bah, cute as hell!

Neuropathy!

Teacher Dou was quite into the moment. After agreeing to Xu Jin's request, he solemnly carried out his promise to make Xu Xilin study every Sunday.

Because in addition to the promise, he also had a selfish motive - Dou Xun had always been bothered by Xu Xilin's words "I can't go to a university". If possible, he hoped to be with Xu Xilin forever and occupy his spare time every day.

Of course, Xu Xilin didn’t think so.

When Xu Xilin entered the third year of high school, he had the feeling of "studying seven days a week and twenty-four hours a day". He felt nauseous when he saw the test papers. He finally had one day of rest every week to take a break, but he still had to deal with Dou Xun!

Moreover, he could be distracted in class and occasionally take a nap during self-study class, but all of this would appear to be nothing in front of the observant teacher Dou. Xu Xilin suspected that even if a single hair on his body trembled abnormally, Dou Xun could sense it. Once Dou Xun discovered that he was distracted, he would turn off the alarm clock and deduct the time he was distracted from the "three hours".

At the beginning, Xu Xilin silently endured it because of his good intentions. He endured it for more than a month, from the sultry summer to the golden ginkgo trees, and then the midterm exam came.

Xu Xilin ranks fourth in the class and eighteenth in the grade. He feels that this result is quite good. If he can maintain it and firmly enter the top ten in the country, it will exceed expectations. Xu Jin will give him extra rewards when he sees it.

When getting the report card, Xu Xilin was thinking about using it as an excuse to thank Dou Xun and take him out for a good meal.

On the way home, he had already booked a restaurant, but before he could even invite them, Dou Xun poured cold water on him.

"Your grades aren't good enough," Dou Xun said indifferently, "Starting this week, add an extra hour and a half per week."

If this is not possible, how can you be considered good? Must you take the top spot in the exam? This person is simply unreasonable!

Xu Xilin suppressed his unhappiness and tried to reason with him: "Actually, I think it's pretty good. Look, I'm better than last year..."

Dou Xun interrupted him: "Does the college entrance examination admission standard depend on how much you have improved compared to last year?"

Xu Xilin threw the pen away and wanted to spit at him, but he curled his tongue in his mouth and held back.

He took a deep breath and said to Dou Xun patiently, "Everyone has different values. Look, there are academic masters like you, workaholics like my mom, and ordinary people like me. I think the world is so colorful. Why should we hang ourselves on one tree? It's enough to be just about right. There's no need to pursue excellence. It doesn't matter which university you go to..."

Dou Xun understood. He realized that he had always wanted to go to university with Xu Xilin, but it turned out that he was just being one-sided and wishful thinking.

He got himself into a big dilemma and asked in a very depressed tone: "Do you think it's unnecessary?"

Xu Xilin thought he was discussing the issue of "striving for excellence" and answered frankly, "There are only a few years in your life when you are 17 or 18 years old. Looking back, you will find that they are filled with books and exams. Is it interesting? It's not worth it."

He said it unintentionally, but Dou Xun took it seriously. The three words "not worth it" were like a thin and long needle, accurately piercing the fragile youthful emotions in Dou Xun's heart.

Dou Xun stood up suddenly, glared at Xu Xilin with disappointment and anger for a while, turned around without saying a word, slammed the door and left.

Xu Xilin was puzzled and very annoyed, thinking: "I haven't lost my temper yet, but you are getting angry."

He bent down and picked up Doudou the dog that came in to play, and scratched Doudou's neck: "Your brother is more moody than you."

Doudou started out by rubbing his hand tenderly and coquettishly, but after a while, she became impatient again for some reason, turned around and slapped him in the face, bared her teeth and barked twice, then jumped off his knees arrogantly and ran away.

Xu Xilin: “…”

What a bastard, soybean and red bean are of the same character.

Dou Xun was really angry.

Normally, he would send some jokes with vague humor to Xu Xilin when he had nothing to do. This time, he ignored him for a week and didn't say he would come back at the weekend.

During self-study on Saturday, Xu Xilin waited until the last class was over, but he still didn't receive the text message from Dou Xun saying "I'm waiting for you at the school gate."

He was just wondering in his heart when he suddenly felt a chill on his forehead. Lao Cheng said, "Commander, look here, raise your head!"

When Xu Xilin looked up, he saw a red and black tape measure lying in front of him. The old man was measuring his face left and right while muttering something mysterious.

Xu Xilin: "What the hell is that?"

"Lu Ban Ruler," the old man said solemnly, "Don't move it, it can predict good or bad luck!"

Xu Xilin's neck was stiff, and his eyebrows were raised one high and one low: "Don't you usually use those three coins to tell fortunes? Why did you change to a cannon?"

"That's called 'Liu Yao'! And three steel coins... Do you have any culture?" Lao Cheng measured all the way, looked at Xu Xilin and shook his head, "It's fierce, really fierce."

He uses a carpenter's feng shui ruler to read people's faces and still has the nerve to say that others are uneducated.

Xu Xilin asked in a bad mood: "What did you measure?"

Lao Cheng said shamelessly: "Something bad is happening. The house is going to collapse. Where are you going to run, you big-bellied katydid?"

Xu Xilin slapped the crow-mouthed Lao Cheng, packed his schoolbag and went home in annoyance. On the one hand, he missed Dou Xun who was angry with him, and on the other hand, he was a little annoyed - Dou Xun always had to coax him every time he made a fuss, and his girlfriend was not so stubborn.

He returned home in a restless mood and found that Ms. Xu Jin, who had not been home for two months, had returned. Her suitcase was still thrown on the ground and not packed. She was still on the phone discussing work with a tired look on her face. When she saw him come in, Xu Jin stood on tiptoe, touched his head, and pointed upstairs for him to see the gifts.

Xu Jin would always bring gifts home when he went on a long business trip. Xu Xilin quickly ran upstairs and saw that Xu Jin had placed a bunch of large and small bags in the public living room on the second floor, most of which were food. He also brought a watch for him and Dou Xun.

Xu Koukou finished a bunch of phone calls in a dry voice, took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator and went upstairs, and spread it on Xu Xilin's "feng shui throne": "I'm so tired - Xiaodouxian didn't come back this week?"

"Uh... um." Xu Xilin felt a little guilty, then he obediently leaned over to massage Ms. Xu Jin's back and shoulders, "Boss Xu, isn't it your job to command the soldiers to work? Why do you always work so hard?"

Xu Jin didn't mind telling him about his work: "To deal with small projects, of course, we send small soldiers. To deal with small sponsors, we have to send middle-level managers. Aren't there three big sponsors' projects coming together this time? I have to serve everyone personally. It's killing me. Oh, you should study hard and graduate early to make money for me."

Xu Xilin said sweet nothings without paying for them: "No problem, I will buy you an island to park your yacht, hire 200 Filipino maids, 50 to take care of your dog, 50 to carry you around, and 100 to pay respects to you every morning and evening, and line up at the door every day to greet you."

Xu Jin: “…”

She was a little tired and worried, feeling that the child would never grow up.

"If Xiaodouxian'er doesn't come back, you can take some food to school for him later. When he lived in the school, I wanted to peel off the wall and chew it. It was so pitiful." Xu Jin said, "Okay, okay, stop knocking. Your knocking skills are so bad. It gives me a headache."

Xu Xilin imagined the scene of Dou Xun gnawing at the wall, and his anger was half relieved.

"Okay," he thought, "spoil him one more time."

As he was speaking, Mr. Xu, who was busy with many things, received another phone call.

"This is not over yet!" Xu Jin sighed. As she reached for her phone, she looked down and saw her son's half-finished Chinese National Examination Paper next to her. "Xu Xilin, the word '寡' in '不患寡而患不均' is written wrong!"

Xu Xilin's voice came from the door: "Come back and change it——"

This was the last time in his life that he wrote the character “寡” incorrectly.