Author: An Yi Zhizhu

Jiang Yin sent Xiao Yan a WeChat message, but the other party never replied to her. He was probably asleep.

She put away her phone and planned to let her hair dry naturally before going to bed.

Jiang Yin wiped her hair with a towel and was about to go downstairs when the cell phone in her palm rang.

Xiao Yan: Come in.

Jiang Yin: You didn’t sleep?

Xiao Yan: No, I was just doing work and didn’t see the message. Don’t you want a hair dryer? Come in and get it.

Jiang Yin: OK.

After she sent the message, she slowly moved to the door of Xiao Yan's room.

Jiang Yin knocked politely and went in after receiving instructions.

Xiao Yan was sitting on an office chair, with computers and various books on the table.

He seems very busy.

Jiang Yin asked, "Teacher Xiao, where is the hair dryer."

"In the cabinet above the bathroom sink."

"Oh, thank you."

Jiang Yin walked into the bathroom and took out the hair dryer.

After a while, her hair was dried. Jiang Yin cleaned up the mess and prepared to go downstairs to sleep.

When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Xiao Yan holding his head with one hand and closing his eyes tightly.

Yes, it's already half past twelve.

Jiang Yin slowed down and walked over cautiously.

She stared at him quietly.

This face is so perfect, with thick eyebrows, deep eye sockets, long eyelashes, a high nose, and a superior profile.

It is an existence that can stand out in a crowd.

Jiang Yin bent down and she tried to take off his glasses for him.

As soon as his fingertips touched the frame of his glasses, he woke up.

Jiang Yin hurriedly took his hand back and said somewhat incoherently: "Teacher Xiao, I'm going back first."

As soon as she turned around, someone grabbed her arm.

"Why are you hurt?"

"ah?"

Following Xiao Yan's gaze, Jiang Yin realized that a spot on his arm had become bruised and purple.

It must have been accidentally hit while taking a shower.

"Wait a minute, I'll help you apply some medicinal wine."

"No need, this little bruise won't kill you."

He looked at Jiang Yin seriously, which made her panic. She had done nothing wrong, why was he looking at her like that?

Xiao Yan dug out a small medicine box from the cabinet and took out a bottle of spray specifically designed to treat bruises.

He grabbed Jiang Yin's arm, his action seemed a bit domineering, "Even minor injuries should be treated well."

Jiang Yin nodded obediently.

After spraying the medicinal wine, Xiao Yan rubbed her again to speed up the dissipation of the bruises.

"alright."

"Thank you, Teacher Xiao."

"No need." He said while packing the medicine box, "Go back and rest early, it's going to be late."

"The same to you."

After finishing her words, Jiang Yin walked toward the door, and before leaving, she added another sentence.

"Happy New Year's Eve, Teacher Xiao."

"It's past twelve o'clock, and it's the first day of the Lunar New Year."

He put the medicine box back to its original place, and then took out a red envelope from the cabinet, "New Year's money for you."

"Am I still getting lucky money?"

"Well, after all, I am also your elder. Isn't it right for elders to give red envelopes to younger generations?"

Jiang Yin took it with a smile. She squeezed the red envelope, which was quite thick.

"Thank you, Teacher Xiao. You are so generous. I must have made a lot of money last year. I wish you a happy new year and a prosperous career."

Xiao Yan opened his mouth and smiled, his eyes filled with pampering and joy.

"Why don't you open it and see what's inside."

“Isn’t it RMB?”

Jiang Yin was confused and confused by Xiao Yan's words. What else could the red envelope contain besides money.

She opened the red envelope and took out a folded A4 paper. As expected, she didn't have a penny.

So happy for nothing!

She unfolded the paper and what was written on it was.

Congratulations to Jiang Yin, a third-year student in the Department of Foreign Languages ​​at Yizhou University, for winning the second prize in the # French Writing Competition founded by #, with the instructor, Xiao Yan.

Jiang Yin was extremely happy. She looked at Xiao Yan with surprise and joy in her eyes, "Is this true?"

"Well, the notification just came down."

"Not bad, keep up the good work."

"I can do it, and thank you teacher for helping me correct my composition."

Jiang Yin read the notice again and again, and continued to see through the paper.

"It's getting late, go back to sleep."

"Good night, Teacher Xiao."

——

The next morning, Li Yao happily went downstairs to pay New Year greetings to her elders and receive red envelopes.

Jiang Yin also received a lot of money. The tradition in Yizhou is that you can still receive red envelopes before you go out to work.

Song Qiushui also prepared one for Xiao Yan and Sheng He.

When Sheng He saw Li Yao, his eyes were full of admiration, but Li Yao took the red envelope and went back to the room.

He only took a quick glance.

In the afternoon, Jiang Yin and Li Yao went shopping. Before going shopping, she went to buy two drinks and happened to meet some junior high school classmates in the store.

Jiang Yin studied at Qingyuan Middle School for one semester, so she probably still has some impressions of these people.

One of the boys seemed to have chased Jiang Yin.

Li Yao glanced at them and wanted to pretend that she didn't see it, but they still stopped her.

Zhu Qi smiled and said, "Why, you don't recognize us after not seeing each other for more than a year?"

The girl next to her said angrily: "Li Yao was admitted to Yizhou No. 1 Middle School and her grades are very good. She is not like us. I am afraid that people will look down on us from the bottom of their hearts."

Li Yao rolled her eyes, "As long as you know, don't say it, you'll be embarrassed."

Jiang Yin tugged on Li Yao's arm, "Forget it, we are here to buy things, don't waste time with them."

One of the girls looked at Jiang Yin and felt more and more familiar, so she asked, "Hey! Are you Jiang Yin?!"

Another girl said in surprise: "Jiang Yin?!"

"That flower?"

"It looks very similar to me, and she played very well with Li Yao in junior high school."

"It's really her..."

Many people liked Jiang Yin in junior high school before, but I didn't expect that she still has such a pretty face.

The boy who chased Jiang Yin kept staring at Jiang Yin and couldn't take his eyes away.

His girlfriend cursed loudly: "Gao Mingyu, what are you looking at? Does it look good!"

The boy seemed to have been noticed by his girlfriend, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.
To be continued...