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Gu Xichen messed up his performance competition, and Jiang Xing also messed up his monthly exam.After learning the results, the whole person became depressed.This was the first fiasco since the beginning of school, and he directly returned to the state of failing every class.

After eating at six o'clock in the evening, he stared blankly at his math test paper full of red crosses, thinking how he made so many mistakes.

Fu Chengfeng came over after washing the dishes, glanced at the paper and then retracted it, took out his homework book and finished the unfinished work.Jiang Xing looked at him, then lowered his head and corrected himself.

One was a careless mistake, careless calculation, Jiang Xing worked out the correct answer with his fingers.This is a habit he developed when he was a child. At that time, he couldn't do it without counting his fingers. When he grows up, he can do mental calculations, but he can't feel at ease without counting his fingers, but this question is still wrong.

Three to four out of ten of the wrong questions he recreated by himself, and the next ones are basically heavenly scriptures.The second question of the big question, he read it for a long time when he was doing it, and thought it was an old acquaintance, but he couldn't think of the solution.

He looked at the humming alarm clock on the bedside table, it was almost eight o'clock.Fu Chengfeng is giving Fu Qigang a massage in the back room. Would you like to move a small stool over to listen to him?However, he seems to have a lot of troubles recently, and he doesn't talk to himself very much. Jiang Xing is sometimes quite lost, but he doesn't want to worry him more.

I have to comment tomorrow, if I don't go through it myself first, then the class will be like listening to a bible, and a class will be wasted.After thinking about it, Jiang Xing moved the small bench over, and first said hello uncle.Fu Qigang watched TV in a daze, his eyes almost glued together, he replied vaguely, "Xiao Jiang, please turn off the TV for me, I won't watch it."

The on/off button of the remote control with the old-fashioned TV has failed, Jiang Xing turned off the TV, sat next to Fu Chengfeng, sent the test paper to him, and said in a low voice, "What should I do... "

Fu Chengfeng took it over and looked at it for a while, then fell silent for a while, then suddenly stood up and said, "Dad, that's it for today, you go to sleep." After saying that, he handed the test paper back to Jiang Xing, turned around and went out.

Jiang Xing was taken aback. Fu Chengfeng had never done this before. He had always been patient with the questions he asked, and he was more careful and thorough than the teacher. Even when Jiang Xing hadn't finished his homework, he himself Will write down the problem-solving ideas on paper.

Jiang Xing hurriedly chased it out, smiled cautiously, "What are you going to do, let me come, you write me the idea of ​​solving the problem, I will comment on it tomorrow..."

Fu Chengfeng paused, put the towel in his hand into the washbasin, turned around and glanced down at the test paper that Jiang Xing handed to him, and said softly, "I told you this question two days before the test. The original question, there are at least three other questions that I have told you about similar topics." He paused, "If you don't want to study hard, it doesn't matter if you don't talk about it."

He took the washbasin and went outside, Jiang Xing froze in place, his face turned pale with fright.

Fu Chengfeng had never spoken to him in such a tone before, even when the two of them were unfamiliar at first, Fu Chengfeng was only a little colder, but this time it was completely different.

He is angry.Jiang Xing thought with great fear in his heart that he was angry with me.

Fu Chengfeng washed up, read a novel for an hour, changed his shoes, put on a flashlight and prepared to go out.Jiang Xing sat at the table and looked at his fingers for so long. His brain was in a mess. When Fu Chengfeng went out, he opened his mouth and said as usual: "Be careful."

But I didn't hear "Go to bed earlier".

The long-lost insomnia visited Jiang Xing again, and he regretted the moment he saw Fu Chengfeng's back disappearing outside the door.

He thought of his study status and attitude nearly two weeks before the monthly exam.Bai Yu's experiments are so interesting, they are much more fun than studying. His enthusiasm is comparable to the period when he was addicted to mobile games in junior high school.

This time, he wished to experience everything in person. Whenever he had time, he would go over to listen to him. Even in the unimportant elementary subjects, he jumped to the same seat as Bai Yu because the teacher didn’t know his classmates. Chat secretly with him.The homework was also sloppy, and he was distracted from time to time to think of new "experiment ideas" for Bai Yu. It was Fu Chengfeng who reminded him many times before he came back to his senses.

He thought of how hard and busy Fu Chengfeng was, but he still took time out to tutor himself every day, rain or shine. He was talking about the topic seriously, but he had already lost his mind.If he doesn't do well in the exam, the teacher will be disappointed and angry, let alone Fu Chengfeng who has paid so much for him...

Jiang Xing was lying on the bed, staring at the dark ceiling, feeling guilty and uneasy in his heart. After an unknown amount of time, the alarm clock rang on time at [-]:[-] in the morning, and he habitually moved to Fu Chengfeng's position, imagining Like every day in the past, I hope he has a warm bed when he gets home.

But his heart was beating anxiously, he was afraid of seeing a face as cold as before, afraid of not responding like when he said "Be careful" just now, he thought, let's pretend to sleep, and work hard next, and listen to the class carefully , Review well after class, I hope Fu Chengfeng will stop being angry sooner.

"Little Fu, why didn't you bring any books to read today..." The old Laitou, who was changing shifts, was wearing a tattered coat, smelling of alcohol when he approached, "Hey, how did you get so many books? Do you have any books like that?" Ah, young man, if you don’t look at it, I won’t believe it…”

Fu Chengfeng sat on the cold bench for four hours, mechanically checking the gamblers coming and going.

He knew he had spoken too seriously this time.He regretted it the moment he went out, his brain was in a mess, and he was 3 minutes late to the casino.

He thought of the more than 100 days of Jiang Xing's company day and night, who would be able to persist with anyone else? Who would be willing to accompany himself who was always alone, crowded in such a small and dirty corner, obviously so superior and happy Born, where there is only sunshine and hope, but he lowered his head and pulled himself stuck in the mire covered in mud.

He thought of Jiang Xing's gloomy and lost look when he was leaving, not at all the radiant look in the past, when he was talking to that new classmate, he couldn't ignore the light in his eyes, even if he seemed unhappy in his heart, But he has to admit that he likes to see Jiang Xing like that, just like he always looks at himself.

And that Bai Yu has such a brilliant personality, which is much more interesting than the dull and boring self.Who doesn't want to get along with interesting people, not to mention Jiang Xing's exuberant and lively character, he has done so for himself, what else can he want, what else can he ask for, he is always too greedy, then Such an attitude, he must be sad.

Apologize to him when you go back, he is always happy, that's fine.

Fu Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the night, the sky was filled with stars, and the cool wind was blowing in the night, but his heart couldn't be clear.

The lights in the room were not on as usual, Fu Chengfeng walked gently to the bed, Jiang Xing was still asleep.He lay down on his seat carefully, feeling the coldness he touched.Obviously, on weekdays, Jiang Xing set an alarm clock to wait for him at two o'clock, but the other party didn't wait for him anymore. No matter how he comforted himself, the sense of loss still overflowed his heart, and what was more violent than that sense of loss was intense distress and uneasiness.

After so many nights of waiting, he was absent tonight. He was originally a sunny person, but he was poured with ice water by his indifferent self. It must be heartbreaking.

He hooked the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner in the dark, thinking that he had never been greedy for anything since he was a child, and now he is unavoidable.