Why Is It Possible For This Type Of A To Also Have An O?

    The surrounding environment is low-key and luxurious, cold and cold, without a trace of humanity, Jiang Yunshu stood in the corner, silently scanning this familiar and unfamiliar place.

    He walked around a wall and saw a young boy showing three test papers to the air, with a hint of anticipation and excitement in his tone: "Mom and Dad, I got three 100 points in the test. "

    The silhouette of a woman turned around and said lightly, "Isn't this what you should have done."

    Suddenly there was a series of rapid phone rings.

    The woman's hair was neatly tied high and her face was meticulous. She calmly connected and said, "Heavy bleeding? Let Dr. Huang do the preparatory work first. I'll go over now."

    Jiang Yunshu watched quietly, his expression did not change at all.

    The woman did not glance at the child who was still holding the test paper, and strode past him.

    There are bizarre silhouettes and halos in front of you.

    The man took off his white coat, picked up the transcript on the table, glanced at it, and said, "I can get excellent in other subjects, why can't I get it in politics."

    The boy with the ripped body sat on the sofa expressionlessly and said, "I'm sorry."

    The man's face was cold and hard, and he seemed to feel extremely outrageous: "The grades are not as good as me and your mother, how will I be a doctor in the future?"

    The boy did not speak, and looked silently at the intersecting lines between the floor tiles.

    "Bring a new notebook here," said the man, "I'll make a plan for you, don't sleep until it's done."

    Jiang Yunshu opened his eyes in the dark, his breathing was only a little faster than before, after slowing down on the bed, he changed to the side lying position and closed his eyes again.

    7:30 in the morning, Jiang Yunshu dressed neatly and went downstairs. As soon as he went to the kitchen to steam the dumplings, he saw the brown sugar jumping out of the kennel in the living room, wagging his tail and frantically bashing him calf, very enthusiastic.

    Jiang Yunshu snorted, "Don't wake up the master."

    The white sugar stayed up all night again last night, saying that I was reciting the historical year table, and it was almost two o'clock, so I would definitely not be able to get up.

    Finally, when it was approaching nine o'clock, Baitang stuck out his head in a daze, appeared at the corner of the second floor, and shouted downstairs, "Doctor Jiang?"

    "Well, it's me," Jiang Yunshu was sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper, "Good morning."

    "Good morning" Sugar sounded sticky, rubbed her eyes and washed.

     Immediately he sat down at the dining table as quickly as possible, "What time did you get up, Dr. Jiang?"

    Jiang Yunshu turned the page, "7 o'clock."

    "How come you can still get up," Bai Tang muttered when he saw Wu Qing's eyes under Alpha's eyes, "Aren't you sleepy after 2 o'clock?"

    "Sleepy," Jiang Yunshu smiled and said, "But I'm used to it."

    Sugar pursed her lips and stuffed a few mouthfuls of corn dumplings. I don’t know if it was his illusion. The more he got along with Jiang Yunshu, the more he felt that alpha was bound by countless rules and regulations.

     Baitang saw that he kept pinching his eyebrows and his eyes were so dry that he dropped eye drops every few minutes. It can be said that he was very, very tired. Jiang Yunshu was still fighting at night in his study, saying that his plan for today was not finished, so you should go to bed first.

    And like today, if you are really sleepy, you should sleep a little longer, half an hour is fine, not less than half an hour, but alpha just hears the alarm clock ringing Force yourself to get up.

    The eyes are full of red blood.

    I don’t know what white sugar tastes like several times, I’m worried and…

    "By the way," Jiang Yunshu put down the newspaper, "How are the mock exam results?"

    "Ah!" Baitang, with dumplings in his mouth, ran upstairs to take out the transcript from his schoolbag, and then ran downstairs and handed it to Jiang Yunshu, who took it naturally.

     Neither of them seem to think there is anything wrong with this kind of parent-child relationship.

    Sugar was holding the edge of the table, a little nervous: "Is it okay?"

    Jiang Yunshu nodded: "It's not bad, other subjects are average, but it's a bit of a drag on mathematics. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

    White sugar weakly said: "I'm afraid to disturb you, aren't you studying?"

    "It's fine, I won't bother," Jiang Yunshu said, "I have basically picked up my knowledge, and now you should lay the foundation and understand the problem."

    This, this is the difference between Xueba and me! Bai Tang thought, but he had indeed coveted Jiang Yunshu's sweet pastry for a long time.

    Super university bully! One on one! Still free!

    "Okay," Bai Tang smiled like a cat that stole, "Thank you doctor!"

    Cute.

    Jiang Yunshu withdrew his gaze, "Well."

    "Summer vacation is coming soon," Bai Tang ate the 12th dumpling, "I have to make arrangements, but I'm not very good at writing timetables"

    Jiang Yunshu blurted out subconsciously: "Then I'll make a plan for you" The voice stopped abruptly.

    "Huh?" Sugar looked at alpha suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

    "It's okay," Jiang Yunshu smiled, "You can write it yourself first, and I'll help you see it."

    I don't know why the sugar is, but I don't know why, as long as Jiang Yunshu has seen something, he is very relieved, "Okay!"

    In the afternoon, I went to Zhou Chaoyu for imaginative desensitization training as usual. conflicted emotions.

    He was frightened, too frightened.

    The reaction this time was much stronger than the previous few times. Sugar was crying hoarsely for a long time.

    Jiang Yunshu stood silently outside the door, motionless.

    Even Qin Zhongnan couldn't help but utter a foul language, "Damn, that scum died so easily."

    After more than ten minutes, the door suddenly opened, Zhou Chaoyu was stunned for a moment when he saw the mountain blocking in front of him, but soon returned to normal, "Just right, Mr. Jiang, you come in Just a moment."

    Zhou Chaoyu said: "Today's training will be here first, his mood is broken, I can't appease him too well, you try it."

    Jiang Yunshu raised his feet and walked in without any hesitation, seemingly motionless, but his slightly hurried steps betrayed him, Zhou Chaoyu saw it all.

    "White sugar," Jiang Yunshu slowed down when he reached the bedside, he squatted down gently, "It's me, don't be afraid."

    Danko visibly shrank.

    As Jiang Yunshu spoke, he tentatively put his hand on the quilt, "It's me, the book, the tongue twisting."

    Zhou Chaoyu stood by the wall, looking at Jiang Yun's writing without any irritable expression, and repeated it over and over again.

    Gradually, Bai Tang's cry weakened, and changed to choking from time to time.

    "Do you want to hold hands?" Jiang Yunshu patted the bed quilt.

    Sugar ignored him.

    Jiang Yunshu gently put his hand into the quilt and asked, "Bai Tang, do you want to hold hands?"

    White sugar shivered, and subconsciously stepped back, clinging to the wall, without speaking.

    Jiang Yunshu waited patiently, and after an unknown period of time, the quilt moved rustlingly, and then, he felt that his fingers were carefully entangled with something , wet, icy.

    It was Sugar's hand.

    "You have to pay special attention to his mood today, you are really frightened," Zhou Chaoyu was wearing Qin Zhongnan's white lab coat, "The training task has not been completed, and I will repeat today again next time. imaginary content.”

    Jiang Yunshu twitched his fingertips, frowned and asked: "Do you have to do this training? Is there any other way to make Baitang less afraid, and the cycle will be gradual."

    "No," Zhou Chaoyu said calmly, "but actually I think it doesn't matter if you don't do this training."

    "What do you mean?"

    "Baitang trusts you very much," Zhou Chaoyu said, "he wants to rely on you from the bottom of his heart, because you appeared when he was desperate and wanted to die, and he did a good job. ."

    Jiang Yunshu paused: "Well."

    "You can go back and discuss with him whether or not to perform imaginative desensitization training. If not, be careful not to expose him to stressors."