Dead zone

The phone popped out like a sensor.

It's mom.

Fang Yingzhen held the phone, not knowing whether to answer it or not.

After struggling for a few seconds, he still answered.

No matter what his mother wants to say about him, Fang Yingzhen admits that he still misses his mother's voice very much at this moment, especially when he has a high fever overnight and is weak.

"Yingzhen, happy birthday," the mother's voice sounded more tired than his, "I just finished an operation, and I'm not on time."

Fang Yingzhen froze for a moment, grabbed the phone, and his eyes began to heat up.

The mother continued on her own: "I know what happened yesterday. It was your father who was wrong. As for the pet matter, you should pay for it and apologize."

"Yeah." Fang Yingzhen sniffed.

"Where did you live last night?" Mom asked again.

Fang Yingzhen glanced at Jiang Gan, who was silently washing the dishes with his back turned.

"Student's home." Fang Yingzhen said softly.

"Don't bother people all the time. Be sensible. Go to school first, and remember to go home at night. I scolded your father for you. He dare not speak of you. By the way, remember to call me when you get home."

Fang Yingzhen only nodded: "Okay."

"Then mom died, son, happy birthday." Mom smiled.

Fang Yingzhen hummed vaguely, and quickly hung up the phone, in order not to let his mother hear his crying.He took a deep breath, squatted down along the edge of the sofa, took a tissue from the coffee table, and pressed his eyes.

"Fang Yingzhen." Jiang Gan came over at some point and stood beside him.

He didn't answer. He hung his head, rested his chin on his knees, and closed his eyes.

The air became very silent, Fang Yingzhen squatted quietly in the darkness, and suddenly felt a cold and slight touch on his face.

He quietly opened his eyes and saw Jiang Gan stretching out his hand, flexing his fingers with a serious face, wiping away the wet tears from the corners of his eyes.

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After a long time, he heard Jiang Gan say, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry..." Fang Yingzhen didn't respond until halfway through the question, and felt a little uncomfortable. After a while, he looked at Jiang Gan, "You treat others...don't, other girls will do the same ?"

"Not to anyone." Jiang Gan gave him a negative answer.

He added: "I won't do this to you again in the future."

Fang Yingzhen snorted, turned his face to the other side, and watched Fadou in the glass tank crawling slowly like an old man.

It was still raining outside, a little lighter, and the winter rain was the coldest.

Fang Yingzhen looked outside sullenly, and asked casually, "How much does it cost to rent a house for a month in your community?"

"I don't know." Jiang Gan said.

"I don't know?" Fang Yingzhen turned to look at him in surprise.

"My uncle rented this house for me, and he didn't let me ask." Jiang Gan stretched out his hand and pulled him up from the ground, "Aren't you tired from squatting?"

Fang Yingzhen sat down on the sofa and nodded: "Oh..."

"What?" Jiang Gan raised his eyebrows, "You want to rent a house?"

"I'll just ask casually." Fang Yingzhen shook his head carelessly.

Jiang Gan looked at him for a while, then turned around and sat down on the small sofa next to him: "It's not very cost-effective to rent a house, you can choose to share the rent."

"With whom do you share the rent?" Fang Yingzhen asked confusedly.

Jiang Gan didn't speak, but still looked at him.

"......you?"

After Fang Yingzhen asked, he crossed his hands in front of his chest in a defensive posture: "What are you doing? What do you think?"

"I said, I won't do that kind of thing to you in the future..." Jiang Gan remained expressionless.

"What, what, you are not allowed to say it!" Fang Yingzhen frowned, and interrupted him with a raised voice as if to embolden himself.

"You can think about it," Jiang Gan said slowly, "I will be a very conscientious landlord."

"..." Fang Yingzhen stared at the back of Jiang Gan walking slowly into the room, and shouted unwillingly, "But you only have one room! Only one bed!"

"My study room is very big, and another bed can be placed," Jiang Gan answered him with his back, "and the location here is very good, and it's close to school."

Fang Yingzhen had nothing to say, and was a little moved by Jiang Gan's teasing.

He doesn't want to go back to that house again, he wants to move out to live by himself, but...Fang Fuying has pocket expenses restrictions on him now, and it's not easy for his mother to make money, and he doesn't want to add another house to her every month burden.

Besides, Jiang Gan...although last night...

But Jiang Gan said that it won't happen in the future, should I believe him or should I buy a wolf stick? Why did he make himself look like a girl? If he dares to do this again, I will go up and beat you up...

Can you beat...

While Fang Yingzhen was thinking wildly, Jiang Gan came out of the room again and threw a set of clothes on him.

"What are you doing?" Fang Yingzhen tore off the coat that was thrown on his head, and stared at him.

"My junior high school clothes," Jiang Gan said, "you should be able to wear them."

"...Don't look down on me, okay," Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue, "You're only a little taller than me by your fingernail, whoever saw me before you came didn't say I'm tall?"

Jiang Gan ignored him, and said again: "Your dirty clothes from yesterday will be washed in the washing machine immediately, remember to take them out to dry."

"Show a fart," Fang Yingzhen said angrily while putting on his clothes, "how can you dry it when it's raining outside?"

"Actually, I have a question." Jiang Gan came over, stood in front of him and looked down at him.

"What?" Fang Yingzhen was irritated.

"Did you buy that hat you wore yesterday?"

"...Fuck your shit." Fang Yingzhen said.

"It's so ugly." Jiang Gan shook his head expressionlessly.

"...It was woven by my mother in the third grade of elementary school. You can't say it's ugly!"

Although, Fang Yingzhen went to school with Jiang Gan in the afternoon.

The first session in the afternoon was a self-study class. There was no teacher in the class. When Lin Chao saw him coming in, he rushed over: "Fang Yingzhen! You are the most uninteresting SB!"

Shen Yan also stopped writing the paper, turned around and whispered: "You almost scared us to death."

Fang Yingzhen comforted them both like stroking a dog's head, and said with a smile, "I'm really fine."

"Hey, it's for you." Lin Chao took out a small delicate box from his pocket and put it on the table. When Shen Yan was reminded, he also started to rummage through his schoolbag, took out a can of things, and handed it to him.

"What, what's going on with you two?" Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue.

"Did you forget that today is your birthday?" Lin Chao said.

"Remember, okay?"

Fang Yingzhen smiled and was about to put away all his things, when suddenly someone poked his shoulder with a pen, and someone behind him said indifferently: "Go sell the holidays."

Shen Yan and Lin Chao watched Jiang Gan go out from the back door together. Fang Yingzhen was about to stand up and follow, but was held down by Lin Chao: "I ask you, you asked for leave because of illness, and Ban Huaer asked for leave for the same reason?"

"..." Avoiding the two people's eyes full of searching desire, Fang Yingzhen felt guilty, "How do I know why he asked for leave, it's all right, you two, hurry up and do your own business."

After that, he stood up and walked out through the back door.

The office was opposite, and Fang Yingzhen saw that Jiang Gan was almost at the door, and suddenly stopped, turned around and leaned to the side, looking up and waiting for him to come.

Fang Yingzhen hurried over.

The two entered the office together. Lao Wang lowered his head and was correcting his homework. When he heard the report, he raised his head and looked at them.

"Teacher, we are canceling our leave." Jiang Gan said.

Lao Wang hummed and waved to him: "You go, Fang Yingzhen, please stay."

Jiang Gan glanced at Fang Yingzhen and went out.

"Fang Yingzhen," Lao Wang stretched out his hand and pointed back, "drag that chair over to me."

Fang Yingzhen did as he did, and heard Lao Wang say: "Sit down."

This posture is probably to help Fang Fuying influence him.

"Did you sleep at Jiang Gan's house last night?" Old Wang asked.

"...Ah." Fang Yingzhen nodded.

"I can't tell, you and Jiang Gan have a good relationship?" Old Wang clicked his tongue.

Fang Yingzhen felt the need to clarify: "It's not particularly good."

"Since you have a good relationship, you should learn more from others and learn more from them," Lao Wang taught, "I remember correctly, you are counting down in the monthly exam this time, right? You must work harder. It is definitely not just this ranking. .”

Fang Yingzhen continued to nod absently.

"There's also your relationship with your family...I don't have a say on this, and I have no position," Pharaoh sighed, "But your dad called me, and he said he would pick you up tonight. I must watch you and don't let you run away."

"Then you must not keep an eye on me." Fang Yingzhen said.

"Yo, what's the matter, you still want to run away from home." Old Wang looked at him.

Fang Yingzhen felt a little irritable: "I have my own ideas about this matter, don't listen to Fang Fuying."

"You have an idea, what?" Old Wang smiled.

Fang Yingzhen glanced at him.

"Okay, I don't ask." Lao Wang waved his hand, "I have been your class teacher for half a year, and I think you are reliable enough. You don't have to worry about it except for your poor grades."

"You don't need to add the last sentence." Fang Yingzhen smiled at him.

"Hurry up and go back to the classroom to do your homework." Old Wang gave him a white look.

--

In the 5 minutes before the end of the evening self-study get out of class, Fang Yingzhen peeked at the phone, and Fang Fuying's text message lay confidently in the unread inbox: [Waiting for you at the school gate]

But go to your uncle.

As long as I'm fast enough, no one can catch me.Fang Yingzhen thought confidently, as soon as the get out of class bell rang, he rushed out with his schoolbag in his arms.

As a result, he almost didn't stop, and was almost discovered by Fang Fuying.

Fang Fuying's car was parked at the gate of the school, and someone was standing on the side of the car door smoking. If Fang Yingzhen came out directly from the gate, he would be caught.

Fang Yingzhen was in a dilemma, and was thinking about how to sneak out without being noticed, when he raised his eyes and saw Jiang Gan coming from the tree-lined path on the right.

Jiang Gan saw him, but didn't say hello. He passed him and handed the school card to the security guard to check, and then he raised his foot to leave the school gate.

"...Jiang Gan!" Fang Yingzhen grabbed his clothes with lightning speed.

Jiang Gan turned his head lazily, with a cold attitude: "What are you doing?"

Fang Yingzhen spilled two words from between his teeth: "Help, me."

"What?" Jiang Gan looked outside the school gate and saw the car, "Your dad? Come to pick you up..."

"Deal." Fang Yingzhen closed his eyes and said.

"...What deal?" Jiang Gan asked.

Fang Yingzhen shouted in a low voice: "Shared rent! Rent! Rent now!"

After yelling, he clearly saw a triumphant smile on the corner of Jiang Gan's grandson's mouth.

"How do you want me to help?" Jiang Gan looked at him.

"Block me, don't let him see me, that's fine." Fang Yingzhen said.

"Is it necessary? The fault is that he is not you." Jiang Gan frowned.

"It's hard to tell someone like him," Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue, "Just do as you want."

Jiang Gan didn't speak, and while he was still looking around in guilty conscience, he stretched out his hand to wrap around Fang Yingzhen's neck, and pulled Fang Yingzhen to his side.

"What, what are you doing?" Fang Yingzhen was startled and wanted to break free.

"Don't you want to hide from him?" Jiang Gan clicked his tongue, "Don't move around, how can you block it if you don't cooperate?"

Fang Yingzhen felt the heat from Jiang Gan, straightened his back a little, and said solemnly: "Oh."

The two walked out of the school gate shoulder to shoulder, and Jiang Gan blocked Fang Yingzhen well by virtue of his height, preventing Fang Fuying from seeing it.

Jiang Gan led the man to the station and told him the bus route to the community.After waiting for a while, the car came, and the two got into the car one after the other.

Jiang Ganwu sat down in the last row by the window, plugged in his earphones, and didn't speak any more.

Fang Yingzhen looked at him and chose to sit in the front row of Jiang Gan.

Not many people take the bus at this point, the bus is empty, and there is a feeling of peace at the end of the day.

Jiang Gan looked at the back of Fang Yingzhen's head, at his back in his junior high school clothes, and at the wind blowing in from the window to blow a few dull hairs on his head.

Jiang Gan suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

It was as if the eyelids were touched by a soft feather, and they were temporarily tender and healed.

As soon as Fang Yingzhen returned to the house, he had to seriously discuss the details of the shared lease with Jiang Ganxian. After all, he had no plans to go home before graduating from high school. Shared renting seems simple, but in fact there are quite a lot of things to consider .

And he believed what Jiang Gan said, that Jiang Gan would be a very real landlord.

In order to live, Fang Yingzhen succumbed.

"Let's have a brief discussion, let's draw up a contract first?" Fang Yingzhen asked.

Jiang Gan didn't look at him, went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water, and went to the porch to change his shoes after drinking.

"What are you... doing?" Fang Yingzhen looked at him.

"I'll go out for a while." Jiang Gan changed his shoes, closed the door and went out.

"..."

Fang Yingzhen scratched the tip of his nose, feeling that he had nothing to do, so he sat down on the sofa.

Fadou knocked on the glass jar with the shell, Fang Yingzhen heard the sound, lay down on the sofa, turned his face to the glass jar, and shook his hand in front of its eyes.

"Falou." Fang Yingzhen called out in a low voice.

Fa Dou slowly raised his head and glanced at him.

"Yo, do you know I'm calling you?" Fang Yingzhen laughed, and shouted several times, "Fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting."

Fadou ignored him and retreated into his shell again.

Fang Yingzhen felt bored, turned over and looked up at the ceiling.

What happened in the past few days is like flipping through PPT, one by one in my mind.

First he lost the puppy, then he had a fight with Tong Li, then he was slapped by Fang Fuying, then he ran out, and then... was found by Jiang Gan.

It is said to be looking for, but it is more like picking up.

Jiang Gan saw how embarrassed he was, alas.

But fortunately, Jiang Gan didn't laugh at him. Jiang Gan...it seems that he never laughs at people.

No, he laughed at my hat.

Fang Yingzhen thought firmly, and suddenly thought of the hat Jiang Gan said that he wanted him to dry his clothes during the day, only to realize that his clothes were still in the washing machine.

He turned over and got off the sofa, went to the bathroom to get clothes, but the washing machine was empty, there was no clothes, not even a hat.

Fang Yingzhen felt strange, and went to the balcony again, only to find that Jiang Gan had taken it out for him earlier, hung it on the radiator of the balcony, and it was almost dry by now.

He touched his clothes and squatted down, leaning against the radiator, sighed, but his heart was warm.

Jiang Gan...Jiang Gan is a very good person.

If Jiang Gan was a woman, he would definitely be moved.

Fang Yingzhen was taken aback by this sudden thought, and immediately stood up.

There was movement in the porch over there, Fang Yingzhen turned his head to look, and saw Jiang Gan pushing open the door and coming in, still holding something in his hand.

He touched his nose, closed the balcony door and entered.

"Where have you been?" Fang Yingzhen asked.

Jiang Gan took off his coat, put the things on the dining table, and said softly, "Go buy cakes."

"Egg...cake?" Fang Yingzhen was taken aback, looking at the beautifully packaged square box on the dining table, "Why buy cake?"

"Isn't today your birthday?" Jiang Gan said.

"Yes." Fang Yingzhen replied in a low voice.

"The day your ID card was left at my house, I glanced at it and remembered it," Jiang Gan said, looking up at him, "I didn't know it because I saw your friend give you a gift today."

It seems that he is seriously defending himself.

Fang Yingzhen was amused, and nodded quickly: "Oh, good."

"Let's eat the cake." Jiang Gan didn't say anything else, and lowered his head to untie the cartoon-patterned strap tied on the box.

"Thank you," Fang Yingzhen came over and leaned aside, "This is the first time someone celebrates my birthday."

"Your friend," Jiang Gan paused, "wouldn't you pass it on to you?"

Fang Yingzhen waved his hand: "No, I never celebrated my birthday before."

"I haven't liked it since my mother left the house," he added.

"Is that okay?" Jiang Gan stopped what he was doing, looking a little disappointed.

Fang Yingzhen hurriedly said, "Come on."

Jiang Gan's expression brightened again, and he quickly opened the box and took out the cake.

Jiang Gan looked so happy again that he looked like a child. He didn't realize it, but Fang Yingzhen noticed it. For a moment, he felt that Jiang Gan was a little cute, the kind of cuteness that was out of the nature of a robot.

The birthday cake is a pale yellow circle that looks like a little sun.

"," Jiang Gan lit the candle, turned to look at him, "do you want to make a wish?"

"I don't seem to have a wish," Fang Yingzhen thought for a while, then smiled, "I'll give it to you, you promise one."

"Me neither." Jiang Gan said.

Two teenagers who had no wishes stood beside Little Sun and began to cut the cake.

"Fang Yingzhen." Jiang Gan lowered his head and cut the cake, then suddenly called his name.

"Ok?"

"I bought you a present." Jiang Gan said.

"What?" Fang Yingzhen laughed.

Jiang Gan glanced at him, put down the cutter, took the things that had been placed in the entrance, and handed them to him.

Long like a stick, I don't know what it is.

Fang Yingzhen unpacked it, and it turned out to be an umbrella with a wooden handle with delicate patterns and a dark green umbrella body.

A very strong umbrella.

"Why did you give me an umbrella?" He asked Jiang Gan.

"It's nothing," Jiang Gan continued to cut the cake, "it's just that it seems to be raining a lot recently, and you don't have the habit of bringing an umbrella."

Fang Yingzhen let out a groan, feeling very moved, but put the umbrella aside, and looked closer at Jiang Gan: "Xueba, why are you being so nice to me suddenly? It's not because you want to make up for me last night..."

"Don't you like it? Why mention it again?" Jiang Gan looked up at him.

Fang Yingzhen's face became hot from his gaze, and he felt guilty for no reason.

Fart, young master straight man!There is nothing to be afraid of!

"So," Fang Yingzhen asked boldly, "are you straight?"

"..." Jiang Gan threw the cutter on the table with a bang, "What do you think?"

"I don't know." Fang Yingzhen was ready to escape.

Teased by his appearance, Jiang Gan gave a rare smile, and then showed a meaningful expression: "Guess."

The author has something to say: The update of this article is suspended, and children's shoes that don't want to wait can be canceled for collection

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Fang Yingzhen admits to being cowardly and doesn't ask any more questions.After the two ate the small cake, Fang Yingzhen took the initiative to clean up the dining table and clapped his hands: "Can we sign the contract?"

Jiang Gan glanced at him: "How long do you intend to rent?"

"I don't know." Fang Yingzhen was confused again, "Give me a little time to find a house."

"It will be New Year's Eve in half a month," Jiang Gan said, "Aren't you going back?"

"No." Fang Yingzhen replied firmly.

"You can test rent for two weeks first." Jiang Gan suggested.

"Is it possible?" Fang Yingzhen was surprised, "Is it true?"

Jiang Gan didn't answer his words, but proposed a very reasonable trial rental price.

Fang Yingzhen immediately said: "Deal." Then he transferred the money to him.

"Thank you, good people will live a safe life." Fang Yingzhen solemnly extended his hand to Jiang Gan.

Jiang Gan ignored it, and said quietly: "Don't think too much, I just hope that there is someone who can help me pay the rent."

"..." Said so cruelly.

"Cake and umbrella," Jiang Gan began to explain again, "I didn't give it to you because no one celebrated your birthday for you, but because I want you to improve your satisfaction with living here. You share the rent with me and pay the rent Give it to me, and I can pay back the money to my uncle, killing two birds with one stone."

"..." Fang Yingzhen choked, "Oh."

"Student Jiang Gan," he squinted his eyes, "is it true that no one has ever said that you look like a robot?"

"Do you think I look alike?" Jiang Gan also narrowed his eyes, and came closer to look at him.

Fang Yingzhen smelled danger: "No..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Gan glanced at him, got up and went to open the door.

"I'm not late, am I?" Lu Zhiqi walked in carelessly carrying two toolboxes, and saw Fang Yingzhen at a glance, "Hey, there's an extra handsome guy, hello."

Jiang Gan took the things in her hand, and coldly introduced Fang Yingzhen: "Work partner."

"Oh," Fang Yingzhen stood up and smiled at the guest, "then you two can be busy, and I won't bother you."

He touched his neck uncomfortably, not knowing where to stay, hesitantly heard Jiang Gan say: "Sit down for a while, I'll be right back."

Lu Zhiqi nodded briskly, and started tinkering with his own things.

Jiang Gan walked into the study on his own, and turned his head to look at Fang Yingzhen when he came to the door: "Aren't you coming?"

Fang Yingzhen quickly followed in.

The study room is indeed quite big, and the design is also very good. There is a small leather sofa and a bay window that he likes. Except for those stacked bookshelves, the rest of the space can accommodate a ping-pong table.

Jiang Gan opened an upright cabinet and pulled out a folding bed from it.

"Are you used to sleeping?" He asked Fang Yingzhen.

Living under the fence, there is no such thing as unaccustomed, Fang Yingzhen nodded.

Jiang Gan brought him clean mattresses and sheets, threw them on the folding bed, ignored him, and went out to work.Fang Yingzhen tossed and tossed for most of the day before he made the bed.

After making the bed, he lay down on the bed, it was okay, it was quite firm, and it was not as narrow as he imagined.

After lying down for a while, Fang Yingzhen took out his mobile phone and wanted to call his mother to tell her that he was going to move out, but he gave up after poking on the screen a few times.

It's a bit bad and tiring to let my mother always miss his affairs after work, forget it.

Fang Yingzhen sighed and threw the phone aside.After a few seconds, the phone rang.

He picked it up and saw it was his mother.

"..."

This is probably the legendary mother-child induction.

Fang Yingzhen answered: "Mom."

"Fang Yingzhen, didn't you come home?" Mom's voice sounded a little unhappy, "Didn't I tell you to go home?"

"Then let those two move away." Fang Yingzhen said.

"Can I decide this?" My mother clicked her tongue, "How old are you, and you still have a small temper?"

"I'm not making trouble, I'm serious." Fang Yingzhen looked up at the glass lamp on the ceiling, "The two of them will definitely live in Fang Fuying's house for a long time. I won't cause trouble for others, and I will quit automatically."

"...you're crazy!" Mom said.

Fang Yingzhen smiled: "Mom, I know it myself, I have made a decision."

"What have you decided for you?"

Fang Yingzhen paused, but still told his mother about moving out.

Mom was silent on the phone for a long time: "Seriously?"

"Seriously." Fang Yingzhen sighed, "I have to find some time to go back and pack my luggage."

"Fang Yingzhen, you know I haven't treated you as a child since you graduated from junior high school." Mom said.

"know."

My mother warned: "I will not be responsible for the decision you make yourself."

"Yeah." Fang Yingzhen nodded.

"Do you know what I want most?" Mom asked suddenly.

Before Fang Yingzhen could answer, she heard her whisper again, "I hope you can get into a university in Chengdu, and then move here to live with me, so I can see my son every day."

Fang Yingzhen had a sore nose, and said in a low voice, "Why are you so sensational?"

"Just incited, what's the matter?"

Fang Yingzhen smiled through tears: "I know, I know, I will try my best to satisfy Ms. Xiao's wish."

Mom also laughed, and said a few more words before hanging up the phone.

After a while, a transfer jumped in, 5 yuan.There are two strong words behind it: keep it.

Fang Yingzhen could imagine the tone of his mother saying this, he sighed and took the money.

Sometimes he feels that he is quite useless. He has grown up to seventeen or eighteen years old, has no skills and talents, and has to rely on his parents for material things. Unlike Jiang Gan, who can make decisions on everything by himself, and has so many part-time jobs at the same time. Work.

Jiang Gan is really amazing.

Gee tut.

Fang Yingzhen lay down for a while, then sat up suddenly, clicked into the resident group of his community, and sent a faint revelation of dog hunting into it.

Almost forgot.

This group was added when we first moved to the community. At that time, Fang Fuying had just divorced his mother, and he didn't care much about him, and he didn't return home very often, so Fang Yingzhen joined the group on behalf of the head of the household.

I lost it yesterday, and it should have some effect today.

Fang Yingzhen sent several red envelopes to the group, and then slowly got up to wash up and go to bed.

He opened the door and went out, and heard someone talking excitedly in the living room: "This nail polish, yes, you heard it right, girls..."

Fang Yingzhen was curious, and just as he wanted to probe, Jiang Gan walked over and blocked him with an indifferent face.

"Why, I'll just take a look." Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue.

With his hands hanging down, Jiang Gan said in a low voice with some reluctance: "Don't look at it."

"You..." Fang Yingzhen originally wanted to say, your posture is like a puppy.

In the middle of speaking, he caught a glimpse of the bright red nail polish on his fingers.

Oh.

It turned out that Jiang Gan was talking about this job.

"Look at that." Jiang Gan frowned.

"It looks good." Fang Yingzhen said.

"Fuck off."

"Jiang Gan, hurry up and show me!" Lu Zhiqi, who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the sofa, waved to him, "Have you done it yet? Hurry up!"

Jiang Gan glared at Fang Yingzhen, then turned around and put his hand in front of the phone camera in front of Lu Zhiqi.

"Yes, half of the original price... Place the order as soon as possible!"

Fang Yingzhen leaned against the wall and looked at it for a while, during which he snickered twice.

The way Jiang Gan reluctantly shows off the nail polish on his hands is really funny.

When Fang Yingzhen entered the bathroom, when the live broadcast was suspended, Lu Zhiqi came over and said, "Actually, that kid's conditions are pretty good, please ask me if he'd like to be a hand model as well."

"Ask yourself." Jiang Gan wiped his finger with the armor remover towel.

"You're familiar with me. I'll ask directly for fear of disagreement." Lu Zhiqi said.

Jiang Gan wiped his ten fingers clean, raised his head and said, "I'm not familiar either."

"I don't know you well, let him live in your house?"

"Is it not possible?" Jiang Gan asked.

"Yes, yes." Jiang Gan's ability to push the bar seems to be a special feature of the hardware system, and it will be upgraded repeatedly.

Lu Zhiqi bowed down.

When Fang Yingzhen came out, she walked towards him with a grin, and said with a smile: "Little brother, are you interested in being my hand model? You pay the salary."

Fang Yingzhen sighed: "Let's forget it."

"Why?" Lu Zhiqi's eyes fell on his hands, "Your hands are pretty."

"...Really?" Fang Yingzhen stretched out the pitted fingers for her to see, "Does it look good?"

"..."

Jiang Gan, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa not far away, lowered his head.

He was laughing wildly.

Fang Yingzhen went back to the study, feeling sleepy, got into the quilt and played with his mobile phone for a while, and found that no one in the group paid attention to him, and the red envelopes were snatched quickly.Fang Yingzhen threw the phone aside, closed his eyes and fell asleep. In his sleep, he could still hear the passionate live broadcast of the female guest in the living room.

In the middle of the night, I was dazed and woke up by urinating.

Fang Yingzhen got up with the chicken nest on his head, the living room was quiet, and the guests left early.

He groped his way to the bathroom in the dark, but as soon as he opened the door, a hot air mixed with the scent of shower gel rushed towards his face.

Fang Yingzhen rubbed his eyes, barely opened a crack: "..."

Jiang Gan, who was halfway through his bathrobe: "..."

When the air solidified, Fang Yingzhen made a subconscious move and covered his eyes.

Jiang Gan: "..."

"What are you doing?" He asked Fang Yingzhen with a bad attitude.

"I want to go to the toilet." Fang Yingzhen said, covering his eyes.

Jiang Gan glanced at him like an idiot, threw the towel aside, put on his bathrobe and went out sideways.

Fang Yingzhen breathed a sigh of relief, moved to the front of the toilet and started to turn on the water, but he couldn't help but recall just now in his mind.

Amidst the hazy fragrance, Jiang Ganguang was naked from the upper body, lowered his head and slowly wiped the back of his neck with a towel, his slightly long wet hair hanging down his shoulders.

Fragrant.

Fang Yingzhen's mind popped out such two words.

......

Neuropathy!

What a man's fragrance!

Fang Yingzhen was completely blown up, and he couldn't calm down for a long time when he returned to bed.

What was even more exasperating was that when he woke up the next day, he shamefully found himself hard: "..."

Although Fang Yingzhen comforted himself in every possible way, this is a normal phenomenon, but he could not deny that he recalled the dream last night, and vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a Jiang Gan.

......

In order to avoid another embarrassing situation, Fang Yingzhen went out to school for morning reading before Jiang Gan.

Jiang Gan came to the classroom later than him. Fang Yingzhen held the book and pricked up one ear to listen to the movement.

Suddenly something fell onto his table with a bang, Fang Yingzhen was frightened half to death, and found out that it was a key.

"A spare key." Jiang Gan said.

"Oh, oh, thank you." Fang Yingzhen frantically put away the keys.

This week has been uneventful, except for Fang Fuying who hides at the school gate like a thief every night and waits for a rabbit.Fang Yingzhen looked at the community group every day, but no one paid any attention to him.

Entering the review week, there is not much time left before the final exam.

Fang Yingzhen worked harder than before, because he always remembered what his mother said, and wanted him to go to Chengdu.

There is not much difference between living outside and living at home, except that you can only switch back and forth between ready-made clothes and Jiang Gan's junior high school clothes all day long, which is a bit uncomfortable.

Fang Yingzhen decided to find a time to sneak back home and pack his luggage.

Certainly not on weekends, there are people at home.But the community is very close to the attached middle school, so it doesn't take much time to go there.

Fang Yingzhen confessed to Lin Chao about moving out, Lin Chao was impassioned: "Move out, I support you, I will always be your solid backing!"

Without saying a word, Fang Yingzhen dragged this solid backer to help him carry the luggage together.

The two of them slipped out of the school gate during lunch break on Friday, and ran all the way to the community like they were performing a spy war drama.

Sure enough, there was no one at home.

Fang Yingzhen dragged out the big suitcase under the bed, stuffed all the clothes his mother had sent him in, and packed a few pairs of shoes.

It took the two of them most of the noon to pack out their luggage and some daily necessities.

The suitcase was hidden in the black Internet cafe opposite the school. Lin Chao knew the boss there very well, and often went to play games without his ID card.

"So where do you live?" The two were sweating and drinking Coke at the front desk of the Internet cafe.

Fang Yingzhen was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Chao: "Let me guess."

"Well, you guessed it." Fang Yingzhen nodded.

"Ban Hua'er's house, right?" Lin Chao raised his eyebrows.

"..." Fang Yingzhen was speechless, "How do you know?"

"I understand you best." Lin Chao patted him on the shoulder.

Fang Yingzhen looked at Lin Chao, and actually wanted to tell him about "I had an unhealthy dream because I accidentally bumped into Jiang Gan's half-naked body last night".

Finally held back.

Lin Chao noticed that he hesitated to speak: "Do you have something to do?"

"I don't have one." Fang Yingzhen pretended to be calm.

"Just talk about it." Lin Chao bit the straw of Coke and clicked his tongue.

"I think you have something to do." Fang Yingzhen said casually.

"How do you know?" Lin Chao shouted.

"...What's the matter with you?" Fang Yingzhen looked at him.

Lin Chao showed a shy smile: "I slipped a note to Wang Lei and asked her to go to the movies this weekend."

"Wang Lei," Fang Yingzhen thought for a while, "Who is it?"

"Flower in the class next door." Lin Chao said.

"So what about Fu Xiaoxiao?"

"Fu Xiaoxiao? Who is it?" Lin Chao asked.

Fang Yingzhen gave him a thumbs up: "I should have thought that you are such a person when you desperately asked me to find Jiang Gan to get his contact information and confessed to Fu Xiaoxiao in the second month."

"Don't mention Jiang Gan, the flowers in our class can only be seen but not touched, and I can't miss the class next door?" Lin Chao clicked his tongue.

"Yes, yes." Fang Yingzhen nodded.

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