"In the afternoon." Xie Yu's voice was calm, and he said, "there's no need to ask for leave. This little thing is unnecessary."

Fu Yunsheng looked at him and didn't think it was a trivial matter.

If this matter is really just a small matter in his eyes, then he will not invite him to dinner and return his mobile phone number.

"Well." Finally, Fu Yunsheng nodded, "then you go back to have a good sleep, have a good rest and come to class in the afternoon."

Xie Yu nodded, tired, simple and Fu Yunsheng said two words, turned and left.

Xie Yu lives in the staff dormitory of s University. He doesn't live outside. In broad daylight, people come and go, so nothing should happen.

Fu Yunsheng didn't care about him and left directly.

After class in the afternoon, he has to listen to Xie Yu's class. He has to go back to take a nap.

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the last class in the afternoon.

Fu Yunsheng walked into the classroom of liberal arts college with a notebook as usual.

The students in the classroom were normal. Some of them looked down to read books, some got together to chat about games and clothes. No one said about Xie Yu. They didn't seem to pay much attention to it.

Fu Yunsheng picked his eyebrows, hooked his pen and sat down in the first row.

After the bell rang, Xie Yu came in with his book, wheat and mug.

The man who was still tired in the morning had returned to his usual appearance, and had not been affected by his uncle's trouble at school.

He hung up the wheat, opened his textbook and began to lecture.

He was fluent and logical, as usual.

Fu Yunsheng was still distracted at first, thinking about his uncle. Later he was taken in, and even remembered his notes as seriously as his classmates.

Fu Yunsheng had to admit that Xie Yu was really a shining man on the stage.

Whether you like literature or not, as long as you sit here, it's hard not to be driven by him.

As he stood on the platform, it seemed to be glowing.

After class, Fu Yunsheng closed his eyes when he looked at the pages of his notebook full of notes. He really seemed to have come to listen to the class...

Xie Yu on the platform picked the wheat. He closed the book, sorted out the books and materials, opened the thermos cup, and drank water with his head up.

With the light falling from his head, Fu Yunsheng could see his rolling Adam's apple, white and beautiful.

After Xie Yu came out of the classroom with a book in his arms, Fu Yunsheng had already left.

He picked pick eyebrows, did not care, holding things to the gym.

Xie Yu worked out as usual for an hour, then took a bath in the gym and went to the canteen for dinner. Then he went back to the staff dormitory with his things.

In fact, the condition of s University's staff dormitory is not very good. It's a very old house, and there is no independent toilet. There is only a public toilet outside, and many walls in the house have fallen off.

When Fu Yunsheng stood in front of the dormitory, his heart collapsed.

He looked at the falling wall in the room, and his mouth drew gently.

Although his parents have ordinary feelings, and his father is still raising a third child outside, he has never treated him badly in material terms. He has always been well-dressed and well fed since he was young, and he has never lived in such a house with falling walls.

Fu Yunsheng, carrying his suitcase, stood in the dark corridor and closed his eyes.

The light in the aisle is also broken, very good.