hang out

It's only been two weeks, and it's been a world-shaking event.

Yu Zhaoyu came back to school and found that the class he left was no longer the same.

The students sitting in the room are the ones who chose the theory after class division, and the head teacher who emphasizes discipline on the podium is a newcomer.

His father must have disposed of Zou Jing, otherwise he would not have let him go back to school. Thinking of this, he said angrily, "What did my father do to him!"

"He resigned early." Yan Zizheng corrected.

"That's right," You Zhaoyu nodded slowly, "It's better to go alone than to be driven away. He's so smart, he won't give up the initiative."

Cheng Fang took the words: "He told you to go to school after you come back, listen to your father, and don't cause trouble. That's what he said, not me."

"Grass," You Zhaoyu slammed his fist on the window sill in the corridor, "It sounds like a will."

Cheng Fang: "Just wait, he should contact you after a while."

"How long is it? I want to see him right now," You Zhaoyu muttered in a low voice, "I want to go to his house to find him."

Yan Zizheng: "He doesn't live there, he moved away."

You Zhaoyu didn't ask Zou Jing where he moved, but chose to remain silent.

The current him is really a prison.School and home are two points and one line.Picking up the car to and from school, his father probably specially greeted the new head teacher, but the woman kept a close eye on him.Not to mention skipping class, even going to the bathroom, he can't wait to follow him. Now he knows the use of Zou Jing's address.

His father has already let him know that if he knew that he was still in contact with Zou Jing, he would not be polite to Zou Jing.

You Zhaoyu understood the meaning of these words, and with his father's means, there might be some accidents.If he knew the address, he couldn't help but look for it. If it was exposed, his father would have someone beat Zou Jing, and he would have to pay for it.

He can bear this time, at least he has to look at the situation, and wait until he finds out the specific solution before taking any action.He was really afraid that his recklessness would ruin Zou Jing's carefulness, so he chose to wait, so he just stood there and didn't go anywhere.

Yan Zizheng envied the tacit understanding that Zhaoyu and Zou Jing could achieve without prior communication. Ever since he broke up with Lin Jinglei in that alley, he has been absent-minded in class and after class.

When he thought of Lin Jinglei, he didn't listen to what Zhaoyu said to Cheng Fang next to him, he didn't have any facial expressions, and the help of gloomy emotions made him look particularly unapproachable.

"A Zheng, what are you thinking, did you hear what I said?" You Zhaoyu came over and said, "You are stupid."

Yan Zizheng turned his head and said, "What did you say?"

"I said, don't tell me his address. If I ask, you'll beat me up."

"Beat you," Yan Zizheng nodded, "I remember."

Seeing this person walk towards the front door of the class after agreeing, Yu Zhaoyu yelled at Cheng Fang: "What's wrong with him."

Cheng Fang shrugged his shoulders: "It must have been a fight with Lin Jinglei, it's been like this for a few days, lifeless."

"I can't," You Zhaoyu wondered, "Aren't these two things very sticky, what's the matter?"

"I dare not ask."

The same thing, let alone Yu Zhaoyu's first feeling of disbelief, even Tang Shan, who heard it from Lin Jinglei himself, expressed doubts at first.

He came over to deliver something to Lin Jinglei on his way home from school. It was Yan Zizheng who found him during the big break in the afternoon and asked him to bring it.

"What? Are you two finished?"

Lin Jinglei took the envelope in his hand and put it in his pocket without even looking at it. He didn't answer Tang Shan's question: "Okay, you can go back."

Tang Shan grabbed him tightly: "You haven't made it clear yet."

"There's nothing to explain," Lin Jinglei knocked off Tang Shan's hand, "It's just that we're not together anymore. About this matter, you can talk about it with your big mouth, lest I explain it one by one."

Tang Shan was startled: "Are you serious?"

"Is this fake?"

"The main reason is that you were much more serious when you first told me about your affairs than now. This is too hasty."

Lin Jinglei took a deep breath: "What's the matter, I still have to write an application for you to approve?"

Tang Shan laughed dryly: "That's not true, I just want to confirm in depth, who made us have a good relationship, don't I care about you?"

"Is there anything else?" Lin Jinglei glanced at Tang Shan, "I'll leave if I don't."

He didn't wait for Tang Shan's answer at all, he just left, leaving Tang Shan standing there and whispering: "This temper is fucking back again, there is really no cure."

Lin Jinglei turned back and said, "What did you say?"

"Ah, I'm asking you if you will join us in the music festival we attend in a few days."

"Don't go."

Tang Shan wailed: "Leizi, you can go, we have few fans."

Lin Jinglei raised his hand without looking back: "Go if you have time."

Tang Shan was delighted: "Then I'll send you the time and place later."

During this period of time, Lin Jinglei lived in Qi Yikuan's private clubhouse. There was a floor that was not open to the public for the entertainment of his own people. Often some people would not want to go home and stay here. This group of jobless young people smoked, drank and Bed, happy and at ease here.

Lin Jinglei chose a relatively quiet room on the far side to live in. He didn't have to go to the studio anymore, and most of his time was spent on debt collection.

Several universities in the same city have to visit twice a day, and he has already saved a small coffers just for the commission of the money that was brought up.

The envelope that Tang Shan brought over contained the money that he had put in Yan Zizheng before, and he didn't open his mouth to ask for it, and the man had already cleared the line and returned it in full, without waiting for a moment.

Neat money overlaps, and what is left is the lingering sense of compulsion of the person who sorted it out.The corners of Lin Jinglei's mouth curled up and then slowly lowered, holding the wad of money and tossing it like paper money, it landed on the white bed sheet with red flowers.

That afternoon, his aunt called to ask him if he would go home for dinner. Lin Jinglei originally said to go back, but Qi Yikuan organized a dinner, saying that there were new changes that he wanted to discuss at the dinner table.

When Lin Tai received a call and heard that he couldn't go back, he asked nervously, "Brother, what are you doing outside? Why don't you want to go home."

Lin Jinglei: "Don't worry about it, just tell Mom and don't let her worry about it. I'll be back in a few days."

"Brother," Lin Tai hesitated to speak, "Did you quarrel with that so-and-so? He came to see you several times in the past two days, and he seemed very anxious..."

"Okay, I see," Lin Jinglei interrupted, "It's nothing, I'll hang up first."

He didn't want to hear about Yan Zizheng, he didn't have absolute confidence in his cruelty, and he was afraid that his nostalgia for that tenderness would make a decent breakup fail.

What can he do, he was still him before Yan Zizheng, isn't it the same as now.

People who are too proud are not suitable for being soft.Begging, admitting mistakes, or denying yourself are all too difficult. You have to walk into a dead end with no retreat, and let yourself only listen to singing and cursing wantonly.

Lin Jinglei is such a person, even at the beginning when he fell in love with Yan Zizheng, he was waiting, waiting for the other party to send troops first.He thinks that he shouldn't be the one to express first, and he will appear to be active by extending his hand first.When he finally let go, he didn't want to be left behind, and if he said it last, he would appear passive.

Even if it's just on the surface, he wants to gain the upper hand.

He has never learned to pile up a sense of security, and he does not dare to expect long-term what he gets. He was the one who was abandoned when he was born in the womb.The fear embedded in his bones made him speak very late.

Just like his feelings for Yan Zizheng, even the slightest landslide will frighten him, even if he is dazzled, he still chooses to run away first.

People who lack love are so sad.

After the Division of Arts and Sciences, there was a parent-teacher meeting again, and the whole afternoon was spent in the small shop besides the stadium.After drinking two large bottles of water, I didn't want to go to the toilet, and the water turned into sweat.Standing not far from the trash can, Yu Zhaoyu kicked the broken bottle to the ground with the empty water bottle.

Seeing that the two people walking ahead did not wait for him, he was just about to chase after him when his eyes were drawn elsewhere.

Cheng Fang stopped and motioned to Yan Zizheng: "What is Zhaoyu doing like a spider?"

The feeling of falling out of love is very sensitive, Yan Zizheng can slip away to Lin Jinglei when he hears the word "spider".He followed Cheng Fang's gaze, and You Zhaoyu, who was standing by the bulletin board, was covering the sun with his hands and looking at something.

The man immediately ran over like he was having fun: "Fuck, I see there is a poster on it. There is some kind of music festival, and it will be at the Star Plaza next Friday night. Let's go and play!"

Yan Zizheng was not in the mood to participate in any entertainment projects, and flatly refused: "You know shitty music, don't go."

Cheng Fang echoed, "That's right, you don't understand music."

"Aren't you stupid?" You Zhaoyu sighed, "Of course I want to use this as a cover."

Cheng Da realized: "You are not going to find..."

You Zhaoyu patted Cheng Fang on the shoulder and gave him an affirmative look: "Yes, it is what you think, but don't say it, the wind has ears."

"Tsk," Yan Zizheng glanced at You Zhaoyu, "You have a second-year middle school illness, who can hear such a noise, how can you understand if you don't say it."

You Zhaoyu pointed at Yan Zizheng's nose with one hand on his hip and sighed: "Whether your IQ was taken away by Lin Jinglei, I didn't even guess what I was going to do."

Yan Zizheng was too lazy to guess, he patiently listened to Cheng Fang's explanation and asked a key question: "Your father will let you go?"

"That's right," Cheng Fang looked at You Zhaoyu, "Definitely not allowed to go."

"That's why you are needed," You Zhaoyu continued, "He will basically not object to the activities that can be posted on the school bulletin board, and he doesn't understand. He doesn't even know the meaning of the English on it. It will work. You will be there at that time, even if he finds someone to follow, think about it, it’s a music festival, it’s noisy, noisy and full of people, if they can’t find me, it’s because they lost the pot.”

Yan Zizheng nodded without hesitation: "It seems that Teacher Zou left his IQ to you before he left."

You Zhaoyu: "Stop talking nonsense, I will handle the tickets, and you can decide whether to go or not."

Cheng Fang responded positively: "Go!"

"Then go," Yan Zizheng agreed weakly, and then hummed, "It's like you know where he lives."

You Zhaoyu immediately said, "Where do you live? Tell me quickly."

Seeing Yan Zizheng turning away mercilessly, he asked Cheng Fang: "Fang Fang, you know that, right?"

Cheng Fang replied honestly: "I really don't know about this."

"Damn," Yu Zhaoyu chased after Yan Zizheng, "Ah Zheng, tell me quickly!"

Yan Zizheng said without looking back: "Who told me to beat him whenever he asks for the address?"

You Zhaoyu stopped and thought for a while, then slapped his head and said, "Damn, why is there an endless loop?"

Cheng Fang passed by patting the ball, and said calmly, "Or you can just let me beat you up, maybe Ah Zheng can be moved."

"That's fine, just don't slap your face," You Zhaoyu chuckled, "After all, I'm going to meet my sweetheart."

Yan Zizheng's leisurely voice floated over: "You think well."