I still don't want to go to school today

"Who is that?"

"...my grandmother."

……

After turning five streets, the speed of the bicycle gradually slowed down.

An oncoming car turned on its high beams, and Fu Luojia had to close his eyes. "...Are they going to follow?" He grabbed a handful in the dark, and squeezed the back of Xu Zhijian's clothes, which had been blown up by the wind, into the palm of his hand. "Just behind—"

"Will not."

Xu Zhibian said so, but he still went back to confirm it several times.

"So—do you want to eat anything?"

Fu Luojia realized his own stiffness, tried to loosen his fingers a little, and felt that he was about to fall off the car in an instant. "……have no idea."

He leaned forward again, resting his forehead on Xu Zhibian's back. "Just hot pot."

Then he found out that it was in the morning and it was not suitable to eat hot pot.But before he could change his words, Xu Zhijian agreed.

"Okay. But I won't go to the one I ate before. The taste of that one is average. Can you see if there is any one you particularly want to eat?"

There are so many hot pot restaurants in the county, and when you stop and look up everywhere, you can see a series of shop signs with dragons or dragons written on them - hot pot restaurants like to be named like this.At this point, most shops are quite deserted, after all, there are really not many people who eat this at noon.

... There was no one he particularly wanted to enter.The window panes of these stores are too big and clean, like a beautiful showcase, which can openly and brightly show the blush on everyone's face and oily mouth corners to passers-by.

In the end, Xu Zhijian chose a small shop that didn't even have a storefront, let alone a signboard.The only evidence showing the existence of this store is a line of chalk writing on the wall of the alley: eat hot pot, turn left 50 meters ahead.

Fu Luojia followed Xu Zhibian with his head down, and turned left and right several times along the way—it must not be as simple as written in chalk anyway.In the end Xu Zhijian even led him into a residential building.Going up the stairs to the second floor, there is a security door wide open, and the plastic curtain at the door is lifted to reveal the interior of the usual hot pot restaurant, but it is smaller than the usual one.

The boss is also a waiter, and they were filling the medicinal wine on the bar when they came in.He expressed surprise that someone had come to the door at this hour, but he didn't refuse the business, and stepped forward to take them to a loveseat by the window.

Xu Zhibian asked him, "Is there no private room?"

"I'm sorry, kid, it's too early and the private room is not open. If you feel uncomfortable, let me put a screen between you?"

Xu Zhibian turned to look at him, as if to ask for his opinion.He wanted to help his glasses down, but he raised his hand and knocked the chopsticks to the ground.So he bent down to pick it up, and heard Xu Zhijian say to the boss under the table, "That's fine. Take a pair of new chopsticks by the way."

Fu Luojia straightened up, feeling a little thirsty when he saw the steaming tea.Just as he was about to reach for Xu Zhijian, he quickly stopped him with his hands, his movements were tough but his tone was soft: "It's hot."

Then I ordered a cold shrimp, and told the boss to hurry up on this trouble.

Fu Luojia took the mineral water he handed over, regardless of whether Xu Zhijian had drunk it before, and directly poured down half a bottle.

The pot came up, and a section of green onions with neat stubbles floated on the top layer of red oil.There was nothing to do before the soup boiled, and the two looked at each other for a moment across the table of dishes.

"Is it okay here?" Xu Zhibian opened the screen.

Fu Luojia looked around and slowly relaxed his shoulders. "fine."

When the cold prawns came up, he was a little disappointed to find that there were no ice cubes in them.He was not impressed with the taste of the hot pot, it was probably neither good nor bad.

Xu Zhibian didn't even remove the plastic wrapping of the chopsticks, he concentrated on serving the dishes the whole time, and slowly stirred in the pot with the colander, telling him softly what was cooked and what should be cooked for a while.

"Where do you want to go after that?"

Fu Luojia raised his head when he heard the words, and looked out of the window unconsciously—but the window here was actually sealed, leaving only a ventilation hole the size of a bowl.

"do not know."

"Go back?"

Fu Luojia shook his head immediately.

Xu Zhibian lowered his voice, "What's wrong?"

"I don't want to go back." He replied in a wrong way. "What day of the week is it?"

"Wednesday. You want to go to school?"

"I don't know." Fu Luojia looked at Xu Zhijian. "You didn't go to class today?"

"Ah," Xu Zhibian leaned the handle of the colander against the side of the pot, "Chen Feng did some kind of test himself this morning, it's not very interesting. It happened that I didn't get up in the morning, so I didn't go."

"Then why did you come here?" Fu Luojia lowered his head, slowly chewing the last piece of white radish in the bowl.

Xu Zhijian didn't make a sound.After a while, Fu Luojia raised his eyes and met his gaze.He coughed softly, "Yesterday..."

"Yesterday," Fu Luojia brought up another vegetable. "What happened yesterday?"

Xu Zhijian didn't make a sound until he stuffed the vegetables into his mouth and swallowed them. "What happened to your message yesterday?"

He could have used a questioning tone, Voraka thought.And he hesitated for so long, and asked with such leeway.Since when has he been so cautious?

"It was an accident," he said. "Can I order another shrimp slip?"

Paulownia trees are planted on both sides of the streets in this area, and the shade of the trees is as thick as the sun at noon in midsummer.When standing on the street, Fu Luojia always felt that someone would rush out from under the tree in front—sometimes it was a woman with small high heels, sometimes it was an unsmiling doctor, sometimes it was a crooked old woman, and sometimes it was even holding a baton The police|police.It's not impossible for them all to rush out together. At that time, he could only squat down with his head in his hands.

He reminded himself to minimize such imaginations, after all Xu Zhijian was right next to him.Accidents can't always happen, even though Xu Zhijian has chosen not to pursue it many times.

"Why don't you go to my house?"

Fu Luojia shook his head, pretending not to see Xu Zhiman's unsuspecting expression. "I'm in trouble." What if the police really break into the door by then.

"why do you say so--"

"I'll think about it." He closed his eyes, breathing heavily. "I could actually go to..."

Where to go?

"...Look for my dad."

Xu Zhijian was stunned. "Your father is—?"

"It's in Linshi. I... I'll call him first." He took out his cell phone, looked around, retreated into the shadow of the alley and squatted down against the wall.

Xu Zhibian was silent for a moment, then walked over and knelt down next to him. "Are you going to Linshi?"

"I don't know..." Fu Luojia searched in the address book for a long time before realizing that Xu Zhijian did not have his father's number in his cell phone. Fortunately, he was able to recite it. "He probably won't pick up..."

"You haven't dialed yet. Tap the little green phone below." Xu Zhibian reminded in a low voice.

"Why are you squatting here?"

——He almost dropped the phone, but Xu Zhijian held him down.The middle-aged woman who came out of the alley was carrying a soup bucket in her hand, walked over and poured the contents into the drain next to them.

The red soup hit the stone slab, and a faint mist rose from it, looking inexplicably fierce.

After finishing, the woman took another look at them, this time without saying anything, turned and walked away.

"She was just passing by." Xu Zhibian said.

A regular beep sounded from the receiver.I don't know how long it took to connect over there, it was a girl's voice.

"Dad, your phone! No name, don't know who it is—hey, are you looking for my dad? He's in the kitchen right now, with no hands free. I've turned on the speakerphone now. You can speak, remember to speak louder—— Dad, turn off the range hood, it's too noisy—”

"It's okay, I can hear... Hello? Who are you?"

Very loud background sound.It seems that they are making fried rapeseed such as cola chicken wings and fried sausages.

"Hello? I really can't hear you, but please turn up the volume—"

"It's already the biggest!"

A hand stretched out, and touched the hang up button with some difficulty.The voice on the other end of the phone was suddenly cut off.That hand immediately hooked Fu Luojia's neck and led him to the side.

"...There is nothing on my face." He turned his face to the side to avoid the hand that was about to touch his face again.

However, the fingertips were still a little wet.

"Well, nothing." Xu Zhibian adjusted his posture and hugged him, and said softly with his lips against the top of his hair, "Come back with me."