Dead zone

[Blowing Kiss] [Crown]" group of four, there are indeed dozens of unread messages.

He scrolled up and saw Lin Chao's passionate speech in the group half an hour ago.

And the following long list of single-dog envy and surprises from Yao Yuan and Shen Yan.

Fang Yingzhen smiled, threw the phone on the table, and lay back on the sofa.

At this moment, there was a long-haired female classmate holding a microphone and singing emotionally in front of the big screen. Fang Yingzhen squinted at the girl, tried hard for a while but couldn't think of the name, and finally gave up.

His gaze shifted and fell on a boy sitting in the farthest corner opposite him playing with his mobile phone.

It looked familiar.

Although Fang Yingzhen has a poor memory, at least he can tell who is in his class and who is not.

This boy is not from Class Six, but he looks familiar.

Where have you seen it?

Fang Yingzhen thought hard for a while, and finally remembered.

This person is the one who almost got into a fight with Jiang Gan in the toilet that day.

"Fang! Let's sing together!" Lin Chao jumped at him in a daze after being drunk a lot.

"Sit down and rest for a while." Fang Yingzhen pulled him into the middle of several people, "I ask you, what's the name of that person?"

"Who?" Shen Yan asked.

"That." Fang Yingzhen raised his finger at the man.

"Oh, that," Lin Chao shook his fingers irritably, "My father's friend's son is named Yuan Mao, and my father insisted on asking me to invite him to my birthday party. It's annoying."

Yao Yuan was surprised: "You don't know him well, why did your father insist on asking you to call him?"

"My father wants to have a good relationship with his father. His father is quite a big man." Lin Chao laid his head on Fang Yingzhen's shoulder, "But I think this man is a bit talkative. It’s not normal, I guess it was pushed down the stairs when I was a child and broke it.”

"It looks quite normal." Shen oath said.

"Seeing that there are so many normal people, how many of them are actually normal?" Fang Yingzhen said.

"Hey, young master, you are so philosophical today." Lin Chao sat up, squinted his eyes and brought his face closer, "Come and kiss."

"Fuck," Fang Yingzhen slapped Lin Chao's head away, pointed at him and swore to Yao Yuan and Shen, "This man is so drunk."

"Who is drunk and stupid!" Lin Chao roared suddenly.

Fang Yingzhen and the others were taken aback and looked at him together in a daze.

"I'm going to confess now!" Lin Chao got up fiercely, and rushed in the direction of Fu Xiaoxiao.

"..." Fang Yingzhen asked, "Should we stop this state?"

"You said he will regret it when he wakes up?" Yao Yuan looked at Lin Chao's back and thought, "Or will he regret it?"

"Hurry up and stop him!" Shen Yan jumped up from the sofa and chased after him.

Lin Chao rushed to the big screen, grabbed the microphone of the person who was singing, and let out a strange cry.

Before Fang Yingzhen and the others had time to drag Lin Chao down from the big screen, Lin Chao's shy voice came from the speakers in all directions in the box.

"Fu Xiaoxiao, I like you."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the box.

After a long silence, some boys started booing maliciously.

The girls looked at Fu Xiaoxiao with a smile and clapped their hands.

Fu Xiaoxiao held up a piece of watermelon and opened her mouth for a long time, and finally threw the watermelon viciously into the plate on the table.

She stood up, took a microphone on the coffee table and patted it: "Lin Chao."

"Looks like there's something going on?" Yao Yuan said.

Just as Fang Yingzhen was about to nod, he heard Fu Xiaoxiao's roar from the microphone: "Are you sick!"

The eight-layer cake with the words wishing Lin Chao a happy birthday was pushed up after everyone had left.

Fang Yingzhen took the cutter handed over by the waiter, feeling a little helpless, and glanced at Lin Chao helplessly.

Lin Chao sat alone on the coffee table with his knees bent, almost sober.

Yao Yuan's family lived far away, so he left with Shen Yan, who was restricted by access control, leaving Fang Yingzhen to stay with Lin Chao.

"Eat cake." Fang Yingzhen touched Lin Chao's shoulder.

Lin Chao raised his head and stared at him blankly.

"I'm deaf." Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue.

"Fang," Lin Chao's voice was a little hoarse, "Am I so stupid?"

"It's pretty stupid." Fang Yingzhen said, sat down next to him after speaking, and then started laughing.

Lin Chao glared at him, bowed his head and cursed, and then started laughing.

The two laughed for a long time until they were almost out of breath before stopping.

"Eat the cake." Fang Yingzhen handed him the cutter, "Shou Xing."

Lin Chao wiped his face, laughed, took it and started cutting the cake, and gave the first piece to Fang Yingzhen.

"I love you so much." Fang Yingzhen said.

Lin Chao snorted and cut a piece for himself, and the two of them sat on the tea table and ate slowly.

"Actually," Fang Yingzhen sighed holding the cake, "I forgot to tell you, I will have a stepmother soon."

"Oh...fuck. What did you say?!" Lin Chao shouted.

"I wanted to tell you when I went to North America last weekend, but I forgot about it," Fang Yingzhen said.

"Can you forget such an important thing? Do you still treat me as a friend!" Lin Chao slapped him on the shoulder.

"I'm wounded." Fang Yingzhen squinted at him, "You still hit me?"

"Beat you as usual." Lin Chao thumped him again, and said, "Do you want to cry, I lend you my brother's arms."

"Day, you like to hate me." Fang Yingzhen pushed him away in disgust.

Lin Chao clicked his tongue, ignored him, and hugged him forcefully.

Fang Yingzhen struggled a few times but did not break free, sighed: "I'm really fine."

"No matter how many mothers you change, your brother will always be your brother." Lin Chao said.

Fang Yingzhen: "..."

"Are you moved?" Lin Chao asked.

"I am touched by your uncle." Fang Yingzhen said.

Lin Chao quacked with joy, and was kicked by Fang Yingzhen: "You like Fu Xiaoxiao and you can hide it from Xiaobao and Yao Yuan, but you dare to hide it from me. Let's beat you."

"You don't understand, this is my secret dream of an innocent boy." Lin Chao said solemnly, "But it's better now, and it's shattered."

"Hey, don't be like this." Fang Yingzhen shook his shoulders, "Cheer up, cheer up..."

"One more time to exhaust, three times to decline." Lin Chao said sullenly.

"..." Fang Yingzhen pointed at him, unable to speak.

20

After parting ways with Lin Chao at the subway station, Fang Yingzhen went to take Line [-] to go home.

There were not many people in the carriage, Fang Yingzhen stood by the door, staring at the billboards passing by outside in a daze.There was something strange in his pocket, and he took it out to see that it was the box of Band-Aids he bought in the supermarket this afternoon, a box of twelve with patterns.

I remembered Jiang Gan.

Thinking of Jiang Gan saying with a blank face that his nails were ugly, and urging him to leave.

Fang Yingzhen grew up so big, it was the first time he saw such a person with no EQ, he was even worse than his aunt.If it weren't for the young master's good temper, he would have beaten him up... Forget it, Fang Yingzhen thought, Jiang Gan seems to be too tall for him to beat him up.

But speaking of it, although Jiang Gan never gave him a good face, Fang Yingzhen didn't hate him.

Xueba is one reason, and another reason is that Fang Yingzhen is very curious about Jiang Gan.

Such a handsome guy actually likes women's clothing to work in a nightclub.

Unbelievable.

Except for him and Lin Chao, no one in the class knew what happened to Jiang Gan, although Jiang Gan didn't seem to care whether they talked about it or not.But as a human being, just be worthy of yourself.

Fang Yingzhen thought about it, because he kept the secret for Jiang Gan, he felt a little proud, and his mood even improved.

But the good mood came to an abrupt end when he went downstairs and saw Fang Fuying's car.

The lights were on upstairs, and Fang Fuying's mother was at home again.

bother.

Fang Yingzhen rubbed the hair on his head, but went up anyway.

What he didn't expect was that Zhang Jing was also there.There are several suitcases piled up in the living room, in a mess, and there are some unopened packages.

Standing among them, Zhang Jing looked up and saw him walking in, and smiled awkwardly: "Yingzhen is back."

Fang Yingzhen didn't speak, looked at the messy living room where no one used to be, kicked an empty plastic box on the ground aside, and planned to go upstairs, Fang Fuying walked down from upstairs.

"From today onwards, your Auntie Zhang is going to live in, you have to get along well with her."

Fang Fuying's voice sounded as non-negotiable as usual, as if giving orders to Fang Yingzhen.

Fang Yingzhen didn't bother to talk to him as a leader, so he just ignored him and went upstairs.

When he was about to walk to the door of the room, he heard a voice from below: "I am really spoiled by my mother!"

After that, Zhang Jing whispered a few words of comfort.

Fang Yingzhen thought that he was almost immune to Fang Fuying, but when he heard Fang Fuying say such words, he still wanted to rush down and quarrel with him.

But when he raised his eyes and saw the half-open door of the room, he couldn't care about anything.

Before leaving, he obviously closed the door.

Fang Yingzhen hated people casually entering his room, even touching his door.Whether it was Fang Fuying or Zhang Jing who opened the door this time, it was definitely a fight to fight him.

Suddenly, I heard the system sound of the game coming from the room.

Fang Yingzhen was stunned, pushed the door and walked in.

A strange boy was lying on his big bed, holding his tablet and playing games.

Fang Yingzhen really had ten thousand words in his heart, and he endured it for a while before he didn't directly drag the child down and throw it on the ground.

The boy turned his head when he heard the movement.

Fang Yingzhen narrowed his eyes to look at him, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

21

The boy looked at him, rolled over and sat up on the bed.

"Who are you?" he asked.

Fang Yingzhen almost laughed, pointing to himself: "Me?"

The boy nodded.

"I live in this room," Fang Yingzhen said as he began to take off his coat, "This room is mine, and the bed you are lying on now is also mine."

The boy let out an oh, lowered his head and continued playing with the tablet.

Fang Yingzhen threw his coat on the bed, leaned over and pulled the tablet out of his hand, and threw it on the pillow beside him.

"What are you doing?" the boy frowned.

"Get off," Fang Yingzhen pointed at him, "before I beat you."

The boy glared at him and reached out to grab the tablet. Fang Yingzhen stepped forward and grabbed his calf, pulling him back.

"Fuck, you're sick!" the boy yelled, kicking his legs.

Fang Yingzhen didn't speak, pulled the boy's leg to the bedside, then pushed his shoulder, knocking the boy to the ground.

The boy probably hurt from lying down, and he started yelling, causing Fang Fuying and Zhang Jing to rush up.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Jing ran in and helped the boy up, "Tongli, why are you in your brother's room? Didn't I tell you to stay in your own room and do your homework?"

The boy in Jiao Tongli kept silent, covered his eyes and continued howling.

"Fang Yingzhen," Fang Fuying grabbed his shoulder and said sharply, "Did you bully my brother?"

"Where is my brother from?" Fang Yingzhen shook off his hand, squinted his eyes, "I saw a stranger lying on my bed as soon as I came in, I don't think I beat him to death as a thief."

"you dare......"

"Fu Ying Fu Ying!" Zhang Jing quickly ran over to stand between them, "Yingzhen, it's my fault, I just forgot in a hurry, I forgot to tell you, Tong Li... yes My son, he moved in with me..."

Zhang Jing's voice became lower and lower, and she looked at Fang Yingzhen pleadingly.

Fang Yingzhen was not used to seeing such eyes, so he subconsciously avoided it.

Tong Li still covered his eyes and refused to let go, Zhang Jing squatted down, patted his head and coaxed him in a low voice.Fang Fuying also squatted down and reached out to caress his back.

Fang Yingzhen suddenly felt funny.

Coaxing other people's children is like coaxing one's own son. The real son's hands are wrapped in such a large piece of gauze but he can't see it as if he is blind.

He took a step back, and the three of them gathered together, looking like a real family of three.

Fang Yingzhen opened the door and walked out.

He didn't bring anything, and he took off his coat because he thought it was in the way when he was about to beat up the child. His mobile phone and credit card were all in the coat, and he didn't wear the coat when he ran out in a fit of anger.

Fang Yingzhen touched his trouser pocket and took out a meal card and a subway card.

"..."

So why take off your coat.

Fang Yingzhen kicked hard at the tree by the side of the road, rubbed his arms, and walked towards the subway station.

"I'm coming."

Lin Chao brushed his teeth and opened the door. He was startled when he saw Fang Yingzhen, who was only wearing a hoodie, standing at the door trembling. He almost swallowed toothpaste: "Fang Yingzhen? Why are you here?"

"First...let me in." Fang Yingzhen's teeth were chattering up and down, and his words were a little awkward.

"Fuck. Didn't you quarrel with your father again?" Lin Chao followed behind and closed the door, clicking his tongue.

The heating in the room was sufficient, and Fang Yingzhen's shivering became less severe.

Just coming all the way from the subway station, passers-by looked at him with crazy eyes.

"Where are your parents?" Fang Yingzhen asked.

"My mom went out to get together with her girlfriends, and my dad was lying on the bed watching TV." Lin Chao said, handing him a hand warmer.

Fang Yingzhen took it and sat down on the sofa.

"It's not what's wrong with you, you don't wear a coat, the noise is so serious?" Lin Chao asked in a low voice, and sat down next to him, grabbing a toothbrush, "What can't you talk about?"

Fang Yingzhen closed his eyes tiredly, not bothering to say a word.

During the silence, Lin Chao's father came out of the room and laughed when he saw him: "Oh, who did I think, it turned out to be you."

"Uncle." Fang Yingzhen smiled.

"What's the matter?" Father Lin sat down and poured him a glass of water, "He ran over suddenly at night."

"It's okay, I miss him." Fang Yingzhen patted Lin Chao's thigh.

"Yes, he misses me," Lin Chao said to Dad Lin, "Are you envious, do you have such a good buddy? No."

Papa Lin laughed and pointed at him: "Brush your teeth."

"Okay, then you two talk," Lin's father yawned, "I'm going back to the house, Yingzhen, you're welcome, let Chao cook whatever you want to eat, and treat my uncle's house as my own."

"Thank you uncle." Fang Yingzhen said.

The two of them took turns washing up, and lay down on Lin Chao's bed.

"What's the matter, my brother's bed is softer than yours." Lin Chao patted the quilt, "Smell it, the bed sheets just dried today smell like sunshine."

"Smell your uncle." Fang Yingzhen said.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Lin Chao put his arms around his shoulders, "Tell me, you really ran away from home?"

"My stepmother," Fang Yingzhen leaned back, "brought a child over, and they quarreled a few times when they didn't like it. Fang Fuying said me, and I ran out."

"My day...does she have children?" Lin Chao asked.

"Yeah." Fang Yingzhen nodded, "I don't even know. When I pushed the door of the room, I thought a thief had entered."

"That's your father's fault," Lin Chao clicked his tongue, "Why didn't I discuss it with you in advance, even if I didn't discuss it, I still have to say hello to you."

"In his eyes, I might not even count as someone else's child." Fang Yingzhen thought for a while and said.

Lin Chao rubbed his shoulder: "Don't say that."

"Really," Fang Yingzhen said and laughed again, "but don't worry about me, I really don't really care, he is just as dispensable to me."

"How should I evaluate the father-son relationship between you two?" Lin Chao sighed.

"Stop judging, go to sleep." Fang Yingzhen lay down, "I'm so sleepy."

22

Fang Yingzhen took the bed and didn't sleep well all night.Lin Chao guessed that he didn't sleep well at night due to his frequent turning over, and woke up earlier than him.

"Two pieces of news, one good and one bad." Lin Chao lay on the pillow with his arms propped up, "Which one do you want to hear first?"

Fang Yingzhen rubbed his eyes: "What time is it?"

"Nine o'clock." Lin Chao clicked his tongue, "May I ask you, which one should I listen to first?"

"Bad." Fang Yingzhen covered his face with the quilt again.

"Both Lao Wang and your father called me, but my phone was on silent and I didn't receive it." Lin Chao said.

Fang Yingzhen didn't speak, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Okay? Don't listen?" Lin Chao pushed him.

"Say."

"The key class will have a competition exam tonight's self-study is cancelled!"

"..." Fang Yingzhen opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, "Oh."

"No," Lin Chao handed him the phone, "Why don't you just go back and report that you are safe. Don't wait until your dad is so frightened that he calls the police."

"He won't." Fang Yingzhen said.

The phone vibrated twice in Lin Chao's hand.

The two looked at the screen together. It was an unfamiliar number from Chengdu.

"Who is it?" Lin Chao said as he was about to hang up, but was snatched by Fang Yingzhen.

Fang Yingzhen blocked one ear and pressed the answer button.

"Is it Lin Chao, Auntie thinks..."

"Mom, it's me."

There seemed to be a sigh of relief: "You live at Lin Chao's house?"

"Yeah." Fang Yingzhen said.

Mom let out a sigh and said, "Your dad told me all about it. I know your dad did something wrong, but he was also worried when you ran away without saying a word. You should call him back."

Fang Yingzhen was silent for a while: "I don't want it."

"Be obedient." Mom said.

"When will you come to see me?" Fang Yingzhen put the phone on his head, "Didn't you say you would come to see me on the weekend?"

The mattress sank, and Lin Chao yawned and got out of bed.

"Fang Yingzhen, don't always act like a child." Mom clicked, "Hurry up, call your dad back... Hurry up and go home!"

Fang Yingzhen stopped talking.

My mother sighed and said, "I'll come to see you next weekend, you are obedient."

Fang Yingzhen really wants to laugh, every time he hears his mother's helpless voice and has to coax him, he really wants to laugh.

I think my mother is very fun, and I feel very happy, at least I am still being hurt.

After perfunctorily promising his mother to call Fang Fuying, Fang Yingzhen ended the call, and just about to get out of bed, Lin Chao came in with a large plate of bread and pastries: "Let's have breakfast, my mother left it for us."

Fang Yingzhen responded and got out of bed barefoot.

Next to Lin Chao's bed was a huge jigsaw puzzle blanket, on which was a half-assembled Oriental Pearl Tower.The two sat cross-legged on the blanket, playing with Lin Chao's Lego model while eating.

"Where is the fat boy I gave you?" Fang Yingzhen asked.

Lin Chao threw a small puff into his mouth, clapped his hands and got up, took a loaded Harley from the bookshelf and gave it to him.

"Yes, you." Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue and took a look. The lines are smooth and the stitching is tight, which seems to be the case.

"Envy," he gave Lin Chao a thumbs up, "People who are interested are different."

"Aren't you interested?" Lin Chao asked.

"Me?" Fang Yingzhen thought for a while, "No."

"Impossible, you must have." Lin Chao said.

"Really not." Fang Yingzhen stared at Harley for two seconds in a daze, "I'm really boring, I have no hobbies, and I don't have any good things to do."

"Hey," Lin Chao patted him on the shoulder, "You look good, every day there are little girls rushing to give you biscuits to eat."

"Get out." Fang Yingzhen stretched out his legs and kicked his ass.

Fang Yingzhen didn't plan to go home when it was late for self-study at night. After calling Lao Wang to report that he was safe, he and Lin Chao nestled on the carpet in his room to watch a movie.

Lin Chao has a projector, and the white wall opposite the bed can just cast a screen, and the effect of watching movies is very good.

Lin Chao's mother was very enthusiastic. She came into the room to deliver fruits and snacks no less than ten times in one afternoon, and each time she looked at Fang Yingzhen with a very loving look, which made Lin Chao almost speechless.

"Mom, why don't you go out?"

Lin Ma gave him a white look: "I care about Xiao Fang, what's the matter?"

"Thank you, auntie." Fang Yingzhen smiled.

"My mother is a middle-aged woman." Lin Chao turned her face away and whispered, "I just like good-looking children. Don't be intimidated by her."

"Then I am very honored." Fang Yingzhen also whispered.

"Xiao Fang." Mother Lin shouted.

"What's wrong, Auntie?" Fang Yingzhen looked at her again with a smile.

"Eat more fruit, Auntie cut it for you." Mama Lin said lovingly.

"Eating," Fang Yingzhen quickly stuffed a mouthful of cantaloupe, "It's very delicious."

The two watched movies all afternoon, and before they knew it, it was getting dark.

Lin Chao turned off the projector, got up from the blanket, looked at Fang Yingzhen: "Are you really not going home tonight?"

"You want to drive me away?" Fang Yingzhen smiled.

"You know I didn't mean that," Lin Chao clicked his tongue, "Aren't you going to make peace with your dad?"

"We never made peace," Fang Yingzhen sighed, "We always waited for the next time to quarrel again, and it never stopped, and no one ever apologized to anyone, anyway... It's pretty weird."

"Fuck, it really is." Lin Chao nodded.

Early on Monday morning, Fang Yingzhen opened his eyes in a daze, and Lin Chao was still sleeping beside him like a pig.

Fang Yingzhen looked at the skylight leaking in through the curtains, frowned, and pushed him: "Didn't you set the alarm clock, why didn't it go off?"

"Is it still early?" Lin Chao hummed.

Fang Yingzhen passed him to get the mobile phone by the bedside, and turned on the screen to see that it was almost seven o'clock.

This week it was the turn of the sophomore year to raise the national flag, and the flag-raising ceremony was held at [-]:[-]. After they got up and washed, they would probably start to speak under the national flag.

Fang Yingzhen pulled Lin Chao's ear and yelled: "It's late!"

Lin Chao jumped up and calmly closed his eyes to get dressed.

"..."

After taking care of personal hygiene in the toilet like a war, Fang Yingzhen put on a Lin Chao down jacket, and the two of them went to catch the subway without even bothering to eat breakfast.

When I ran to the playground at 07:30, the speech under the national flag had just begun.

The two breathed a sigh of relief, trotted around to the back of the playground team, and looked for their class among the crowd in school uniforms.

"Fang Yingzhen, Lin Chao!" Old Wang saw them and waved to them.

The two hurried over and got into the queue.

Old Wang followed and said in a low voice, "In a moment, one person will write a thousand-word inspection for me. What does it look like to be late for raising the national flag without wearing a school uniform!"

"..."

The school stipulates that school uniforms must be worn when the national flag is raised on Monday, and neither of them thought of it.

"Understood, teacher." Fang Yingzhen sighed.

Lao Wang walked away.

It was a boy wearing glasses who was speaking under the rostrum. His voice trembled slightly, and the tension could be seen with the naked eye.

Fang Yingzhen was not interested in the content of his speech, and became bored after listening to it for a while, unable to stand still, he began to look around, and then found that Jiang Gan was standing behind him.

......

Fang Yingzhen glanced at it, then turned his head back as if fleeing for his life.

Jiang Gan is wearing a school uniform today.

Fang Yingzhen always felt that the school uniform was ugly, and wearing it would lower his appearance countless notches.Every Monday is black for him when the national flag is raised and school uniform is required.

But just after taking a glance at Jiang Gan, Fang Yingzhen suddenly understood that school uniforms are a picky thing, some people are ugly no matter how they wear them, and some people look invincible just by wearing them casually.

Jiang Gan is.

Jiang Gan's appearance in school uniform looks very much like a bad senior who loves to block people in some kind of comics.

Fang Yingzhen really wanted to turn back and take another look, but he didn't dare.

Lin Chao standing in front of Fang Yingzhen groaned, and Lin Chao turned to look at him pitifully: "The baby is starving to death."

"Stop being cute, if you forgot to set the alarm clock, you would be late." Fang Yingzhen said.

"I set the alarm clock, but we both slept so dead that no one heard it!" Lin Chao said seriously, "You are also responsible for this."

"Okay." Fang Yingzhen nodded impatiently.

The flag-raising ceremony was over, and the classes dragged their way to the teaching building.

Fang Yingzhen went towards the cafeteria, intending to buy something in the cafeteria supermarket to pad himself and Lin Chao.

He reached out and touched his trouser pocket, and the meal card was still there.

Fang Yingzhen picked out the shelves of the supermarket for a while. There were not many things on Monday morning, only some canned eight-treasure porridge and sandwich biscuits left over from last week's sale.

Fang Yingzhen took two at random and went to the cashier to pay.

"A total of 12 yuan and seven." The supermarket aunt said.

Fang Yingzhen put the meal card on the card reader, and the card reader beeped twice.

"Classmate," the aunt said in Mandarin with an accent, "Your balance is insufficient."

Fang Yingzhen glanced at the machine, and sure enough, there was only three or six cents left.

"..."

No cell phone or cash.

The students behind him were all waiting for him to pay. Fang Yingzhen was a little embarrassed to put the things back, but when he turned around, he saw Jiang Gan standing in the queue on the other side with two boxes of refills.

Forget it, borrow it.

Fang Yingzhen bit the bullet and called his name: "Jiang Gan!"

Jiang Gan raised his eyes and looked at him.

"Lend me my meal card and use it." Fang Yingzhen forced a smile.

Jiang Gan stared at him for a while, neither agreed nor disagreed, and suddenly threw something across the aisle.

Fang Yingzhen quickly caught it, it was Jiang Gan's meal card.

He paid the bill, walked over and returned the meal card to Jiang Gan: "Thanks, I... will transfer the money to you by mobile phone."

"It's okay." Jiang Gan said, turned around and paid for the refill, and walked out of the supermarket with him.

The supermarket is a short distance from the teaching building. Fang Yingzhen felt a little embarrassed not to speak, but if he wanted to speak, he didn't know what to say to Jiang Gan.

When he was struggling, Jiang Gan opened his mouth first: "Is the wound better?"

"Oh," Fang Yingzhen stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "It's much better."

"Did you change your medicine at home these two days?" Jiang Gan looked at his left hand.

"..." Fang Yingzhen retracted his hand, "I forgot."

Jiang Gan snorted and didn't speak again.

Fortunately, the teaching building was not far away, and they arrived soon. Fang Yingzhen ran up the stairs in three steps and two steps, and looked back at Jiang Gan.

"Huh?" Jiang Gan raised his eyebrows.

"...I went up first, Chao is still waiting for me to bring him breakfast." Fang Yingzhen said.

Jiang Gan nodded, and Fang Yingzhen hurried up.

The first class was English. Fang Yingzhen had never been good at English. However, this class had a lot of tasks. After reading most of the texts of the class, Zhang Yang did the surprise unit test and word writing.

After a whole class, Fang Yingzhen was tortured until he lost his soul, half-paralyzed on the seat to let go.

"Fang Yingzhen!" Fu Xiaoxiao walked over and slapped him on the shoulder.

Fang Yingzhen turned to look at her: "Do you want me to convey something to Lin Chao?"

"Get out!" Fu Xiaoxiao glared at him, "Old Wang wants me to tell you, someone is looking for you at the school gate, let you go."

Fang Yingzhen frowned, got up and walked out.

Sure enough, someone was waiting at the school gate, but it wasn't Fang Fuying, it was Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing was wrapped in a windbreaker and stood in the cold wind, waving at him from afar.

Fang Yingzhen sighed and walked across the school gate.

"Yingzhen," Zhang Jing laughed, speaking in a nasal voice, "Have you had breakfast, I brought you..."

"Eat." Fang Yingzhen interrupted her.

"Ah..." Zhang Jing nodded, and handed him a bag through the school gate, "This is the breakfast I bought on the way, why don't you eat some more."

"No, you have something to do with me?" Fang Yingzhen said.

Zhang Jing retracted her hand and handed him another bag: "This is your coat, and your mobile phone. The credit card and cash are all in the coat pocket."

Fang Yingzhen took it and glanced at her: "Thank you."

"What happened that night is all my fault, you...don't be angry with your father." Zhang Jing said softly, "I'm really sorry, Yingzhen."

"Yeah." Fang Yingzhen was silent for a while before saying.

Zhang Jing became happy, and bent down to lift the things at her feet: "I also bought a carton of pure milk, which you can drink at school."

"...No need." Fang Yingzhen wanted to refuse.

"Take it." Zhang Jing insisted on holding the carton of milk.

Fang Yingzhen had no choice but to accept it.

"Auntie left?" Zhang Jing smiled at him, "Go to school well, and call home if you have anything to do."

"Yeah." Fang Yingzhen said.

Zhang Jing left satisfied. After she walked away, Fang Yingzhen put the box of milk back on the ground outside the school gate, and then walked back with the bag in her arms.

23

Fang Yingzhen put on his coat and felt in his pockets. The mobile phone card and cash were all there, and the battery of the mobile phone was still full. Someone had charged him in advance. I don't know if it was Zhang Jing or Fang Fuying.

Most likely it was Zhang Jing.

Fang Yingzhen scratched the tip of his nose, Zhang Jing was actually a nice person.

But for a while, he couldn't accept that there was a strange woman and a child in the family. Fang Fuying was so stingy that he didn't give him any time to accept and buffer, he had to keep it for himself.

But Fang Yingzhen knew very well that even if he could really accept this matter, as long as Fang Fuying and the kid who didn't like him at first sight were there, the probability of him staying in this family well would be zero.

Fang Yingzhen felt uncomfortable at the thought of going back to the same room for two days when he went back on the weekend, and his hands hurt.

Oh, the hand hurts because the dressing has not been changed, the wound is slowly scabbing, and it is still itchy.

It hurts and itches and is annoying.Fang Yingzhen shook his arm, intending to skip the next physical education class and finish the [-]-word self-examination requested by Lao Wang before going to the infirmary.

"Jiang Gan pass the ball!" The person who spoke was a tall, dark-skinned boy named Wu Jia'an, who was the sports committee member of Class Six.

Jiang Gan glanced at him, caught the ball that ran out of the court, and threw it back.

"Thank you." Wu Jiaan smiled at him.

Jiang Gan sat down on the bench by the court, leaned back, and watched them continue to play.

Wu Jiaan has a great advantage in height, flexible response, and very fast speed. He is almost the main scorer of their team.

After the two teams played for a while, some people hated him: "Wu Jia'an, go away, it's too much for you school basketball player to come and kill us in seconds!"

Wu Jiaan threw the ball over with a smile, and sat next to Jiang Gan sweating profusely.

"Don't you play ball?" Wu Jia'an was acquainted with him, so he took the initiative to ask.

Jiang Gan squinted his eyes slightly under the sun: "Not much."

"It's a pity, you are so tall." Wu Jiaan nodded regretfully.

Jiang Gan smiled and turned his head to see Yuan Mao walking in with a group of people holding the ball.

"That's Yuan Mao," Wu Jia'an pointed at Yuan Mao and whispered, "Every physical education class in their class bumps into us, and sometimes they compete with our class for the playing field, which is very annoying."

Jiang Gan looked over there and nodded: "I know."

"You know him?" Wu Jiaan was surprised, "Didn't you just transfer here? Is he your junior high school classmate? Or elementary school classmate?"

"Is it important?" Jiang Gan asked.

Wu Jiaan rubbed his head: "It doesn't seem to be particularly important."

"Then what are you asking?" Jiang Gan looked at him.

"..." Wu Jiaan sighed, "I can't even ask, Ban Huaer."

"Ban Huaer?" Jiang Gan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wu Jia'an knew he had made a mistake, so he quickly shut up.

"Say..." Jiang Gan stretched out a finger and pointed at himself, "Me?"

Wu Jiaan simply nodded and laughed twice: "Yes."

After Fang Yingzhen finished writing the inspection, his hand was about to break, and he was lying on the table in a semi-autistic mode.He didn't want to go to the office to submit the inspection for the time being, because it was inevitable that Lao Wang would catch him and approve him again.

The bell for the end of get out of class hadn't rung yet, but physical education classes usually ended early, and students came in from outside the classroom one after another.

Someone knocked on his desk.

Fang Yingzhen raised his left eye and saw a hand with distinct bones.

Hands are pretty nice.

Fang Yingzhen thought, looking up, it was Jiang Gan.

Jiang Gan said calmly: "Did you say it?"

"Say what?" Fang Yingzhen was puzzled.

"I'm in BDP." Jiang Gan was straightforward.

"Me?" Fang Yingzhen almost jumped up.

"Isn't it you?" It was Jiang Gan's turn to be puzzled.

"I didn't." Fang Yingzhen frowned, "Why do you think it's me?"

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