However, Mo Han shook her head and looked into Fu Yuchen's eyes. "You don't know how precious your understanding is to people like us."

As Mo Han spoke, the corners of her eyes were slightly red. From Fu Yuchen's point of view, it was obvious that she was about to cry.

"You …"

Fu Yuchen was embarrassed to say this, so he only used his hand to gesture a few times near his eyes.

Mo Han immediately smiled awkwardly and casually took out two napkins to wipe her eyes while sniffing, "Damn it, I may have drunk too much. It's fine. I'll go out to blow later and wake up from the drinks."

Hearing this, Fu Yuchen stopped talking about this topic and asked, "Oh right, is this the question that you said you wanted to talk to me about on the phone yesterday, Mo Hua?"

Mo Han then remembered her original intentions and shook her head, "No, it's just that I recently discovered that Little Hua seems to be under a lot of pressure, but I usually don't spend much time with him, so I want to ask you, did Little Hua perform strangely at school?"

Fu Yuchen originally wanted to shake his head, but he suddenly remembered the scene of Gu Ming calling for Mo Hua to change the water during the day and hesitated for a moment.

It was this brief hesitation that caused Mo Han to immediately ask worriedly, "What? Is there really something wrong?"

Fu Yuchen immediately shook his head and said, "No. At present, Mo Hua's performance is still very good. My previous teachers all mentioned that Mo Hua is a good child with good character and learning. As for the small friction between her and her classmates, children at their age will have a little bit. If it's not something out of the ordinary, it's not a big deal."

As Fu Yuchen spoke, he gave Mo Han a very comforting smile and said, "Don't worry, if anything really happens, I will inform you immediately."

Mo Han had already believed more than half of Fu Yuchen's words, but she still asked worriedly, "Then what is the learning problem in Little Hua that you wanted to talk to me about?"

Fu Yuchen immediately smiled and said, "Oh, that's actually a misunderstanding. Previously, I saw that Mo Hua's workbook didn't have a parent's signature, so I thought that you didn't care much about his condition, so I wanted to talk to you. Now that I've discovered that this is not the case, this naturally isn't a problem."

Hearing this, Mo Han subconsciously nodded. After lowering her head and pondering for a moment, she raised her head and smiled at Fu Yuchen. "Thank you for your concern for our Little Hua. You are a good teacher."

These words were so official that Fu Yuchen didn't know how to answer them. After a long time, he finally looked at the burnt cod on the roasting pan. He picked it up and ate two mouthfuls of it. When he swallowed it, he didn't know what it tasted like.

In the end, he still felt his throat choke. He couldn't help but pick up the wine bottle and pour some wine. After drinking a cup alone, he felt that it wasn't enough, so he simply picked up the wine bottle and drank it directly.

Mo Han sat opposite and watched Fu Yuchen suddenly get angry. The space between his eyebrows faintly wrinkled. He unconsciously reached out to grab Fu Yuchen's wrist. Being pulled so suddenly, Fu Yuchen was somewhat surprised. He sat up straight and looked at the gentle Mo Han. He was stunned for a moment. The girl in front of him seemed to forever have a way to make him lose his autonomy in an instant.

"Don't drink alone. Cheer with me. Just treat it as … celebrating the successful conclusion of this Parent-Teacher Meeting."

As Mo Han spoke, she picked up her own wine bottle and handed it over to Fu Yuchen to drink to.

But for some reason, after hearing this, Fu Yuchen's throat became even more stuffy. He felt that the cod hadn't gone down and was stuck there. He didn't even have the strength to drink to Mo Han with the wine bottle in his hand.

Seeing that Fu Yuchen did not move, Mo Han did not feel embarrassed. She stood up and touched Fu Yuchen's wine glass. She smiled and said, "Thank you so much for such a good hospitality. I'll do it. You can do as you please!"

After saying that, Mo Han gulped down the remaining half of the bottle of wine.

Fu Yuchen watched as Mo Han's delicate skin rose and fell in an orderly manner. Suddenly, he was extremely depressed. He casually raised the wine bottle and drank it in one breath.

When they put down the wine bottle, the two of them unexpectedly collided with each other in a single beat.

Looking at Fu Yuchen, who was already slightly drunk, the corner of Mo Han's mouth curled up slightly. Then, she stood up and looked at her watch and said, "It's getting late. Let's … go home."

After Mo Han finished speaking, she planned to turn around and leave.

Fu Yuchen wanted to stand up as well, but as soon as he stood up, he felt the soles of his feet go soft and his eyes turn blurry.

"Putong!"

When Mo Han heard the voice, she turned around and found Fu Yuchen lying on the ground. Aside from being surprised, she quickly turned around and helped him up.

"Teacher Fu, are you alright? Don't you drink much wine?"

As Mo Han spoke, she gently patted Fu Yuchen's face, wanting to wake him up.

The method was quite effective. Fu Yuchen opened his eyes as expected and broke free of Mo Han. He directly stood up and ran to the bathroom.

Not long after, the sound of vomiting and flushing came from inside.

At this time, Fu Yuchen's phone suddenly rang. Mo Han glanced at it and then turned around to remind Fu Yuchen, "Teacher Fu, your phone rang."

However, Fu Yuchen did not seem to have heard it. Mo Han originally planned to let it go and wait for Fu Yuchen to come out before dealing with it. However, with a slight glance, she discovered that it was Fu Yuchen's mother, Auntie Wang.

Mo Han had very complicated feelings towards her parents, so when she saw Fu Yuchen's mother call, she felt that she had to let Fu Yuchen receive the call. So she took her phone and knocked on the door of the bathroom. "Teacher Fu, your mother called. Is it convenient for me to go in and answer it for you?"

As Mo Han spoke, she pushed the bathroom door open. However, Fu Yuchen actually locked it inside. She couldn't push it at all. There was nothing she could do. Mo Han could only take the initiative to help Fu Yuchen answer the phone.

Auntie Wang was impatient. Before Mo Han could say anything, she hurriedly said, "Eldest son, have you gone to Jin Daguo for dinner? Did you go with Little girl yesterday? Why did mom see beer on the menu? Don't dislike your mother's verbosity. You're allergic to beer. You'll get disfigured if you drink it, you know? Be careful of scaring Little girl away! "

When Mo Han heard this, she didn't need to explain to Auntie Wang. She hurriedly knocked on the door and said, "Teacher Fu! Teacher Fu, are you alright?"

However, after knocking for a long time, there was no reaction. Mo Han hurriedly ran into the corridor and intended to call the waiter in to help.

Right at this moment, a large hand suddenly patted her shoulder behind her.

"Sister Mo Hua, don't worry, I'm fine."

When Mo Han turned around, she saw that Fu Yuchen's face was deathly pale. His originally neatly tied tie had been removed and his neck was tightly wrapped. Even so, it did not seem to completely cover the papules that continued to spread upwards.

From Fu Yuchen's expression, Mo Han could tell that at this moment, he must be itching impatiently, but he resisted in front of Mo Han.

She put the suit coat on her left shoulder with one hand, pretending to be cool.

Looking at Fu Yuchen like this, although Mo Han was very worried about his illness, she couldn't help but laugh. She casually handed her phone to Fu Yuchen and said, "She clearly knew that she was allergic to beer. Why didn't she refuse when I first asked you?"

Fu Yuchen answered the phone awkwardly and said helplessly, "Actually, there have been other drinks recently. There hasn't been any allergies, so I forgot about this."

At this point, Fu Yuchen could not help but reach out and grab his hair. He pointed out somewhat embarrassedly and said, "It's getting late. It's better to hurry back."

However, Mo Han looked up at Fu Yuchen worriedly and asked, "Do you really not need to go to the hospital? I mean, if you live with your parents, doesn't the wound on your face matter?"

Fu Yuchen immediately remembered the wound on his face. If he went back and was seen by Auntie Wang, he would definitely get to the bottom of it. He also decided to stay outside for a night, but he did not explain it to Mo Han.

Instead, he patted Mo Han's back and said, "Let's go. Let's take you home first."

As they spoke, the two of them went downstairs, stopped a taxi, and began to walk back.

On the way back, Thinking of Fu Yuchen's image just now, Mo Han couldn't help but laugh, but she was afraid that Fu Yuchen would feel embarrassed when he laughed. So she had to turn around and lower the window to smile outside the car window. She laughed laughingly and felt that the night wind blew her hair away. So she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and feel the wind drifting past her fingertips.

"Little girl, don't stretch your head out. Don't harm me!"

Hearing this, Mo Han immediately pulled her head back and apologized to the driver, but her expression was still full of emotions.

Fu Yuchen looked at her from the side and couldn't help but think of the hour he had been walking behind her earlier. Suddenly, he asked, "You seem to like the evening breeze very much."

Mo Han smiled and nodded. "Don't you like it? It's gentle and warm, especially when you open your arms and spread your fingers. Imagine yourself being embraced by the whole world. Only then do I feel that I'm not fighting alone. There's always a kind of power silently supporting me in this world."

Some people like to describe the feeling of misery by "falling into the wind of sorrow" when they write poems, but I prefer this wind, so why say it is miserable? It is clearly so powerful that it is admirable and enviable. "

Fu Yuchen did not immediately pick up Mo Han's words. Although there were some parts of this sentence that only belonged to children her age, the power it emitted surprised Fu Yuchen. He actually looked at the wind from this angle? How powerful was his heart and how optimistic was he to have such an idea?

At that moment, Fu Yuchen felt that Mo Han's entire body was sparkling.

At this time, the taxi stopped at the roadside.

"Master, we're here."

Seeing Fu Yuchen pull out his card to settle the bill, Mo Han looked at him in surprise.

"Didn't you live in the Garden District? Just send me here. I'm very familiar with this road."

Fu Yuchen shook his head and said, "My car is parked beside the market. I have to get a substitute driver to drive it back later. It just so happens to be on the way. Let's get off together."

Hearing this, Mo Han stopped asking and got out of the car first.

Fu Yuchen quickly got out of the car as well.

"Achoo!"

Perhaps it was because she had drunk wine and blew the wind, Mo Han suddenly sneezed. She was quite puzzled, because ever since the accident at home, her body had been strangely good, and she had never even sneezed. She once mocked herself, "My body is very sensible. I know that I'm too poor to have money to treat my illness, so I don't dare to get sick."

Originally, he wanted to rub his nose and say goodbye to Fu Yuchen, but his back suddenly felt warm. It turned out that Fu Yuchen had draped his coat over her.