The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Fengyue didn't know why Song Nan moved the photos of Qin Si and Tan Shijia to his computer, but he already knew that Song Nan had something to hide from him, so he didn't ask any more questions, just watched the time and Huang Diwen was about to finish class. So he suggested where Song Nan should go for dinner at night.

"Ah?" Song Nan put the photo in a safe place, and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​buying a mobile phone. He lowered his head and frantically cleared the memory there. Hearing Feng Yue's words, he raised his head in doubt, "Why are you going out to eat?"

Feng Yue glanced at the back of his right hand which was smeared with plaster, "I don't want to cook today."

"It's okay, I'll just do it." Song Nan said indifferently, "Although my level is limited, it's okay."

"You can do it with that hand?" Feng Yue glanced at him.

Song Nan clenched his fist and opened it again, and stretched out his hand to Fengyue, "I don't feel it anymore... why do I think it's all right now."

"It's an illusion." Feng Yue said.

"Really." Song Nan exerted a little strength, and the back of his hand felt neither pain nor numbness, "Is this medicine so miraculous?" After finishing speaking, he planned to touch the back of his hand with his left hand to feel it.

"Don't move." Feng Yue hurriedly said, "This medicine may have an anesthetic effect. You feel better now. After a while, the medicine may be in pain again."

"No way..." Song Nan's left hand froze on the top of the back of his hand, "You mean it's like taking anesthesia?"

"Almost." Feng Yue said nonsense, "Don't you feel pain after you put it on? Many painkillers have this effect, otherwise you won't feel pain so quickly."

Song Nan was skeptical, and felt that Feng Yue was more knowledgeable than himself, and what he said had some truth, so he nodded and agreed to his proposal, "Then go to Xinhua South Road to eat?"

Song Nan used to go to that area the most when delivering food, and he was familiar with all the delicious food.

"Look at Xiaowen for a while, what do you want to eat?" Feng Yue said.

"He's not picky about his food, so he can eat whatever he gives." Song Nan said, "Don't worry about it, I kind of want to eat barbecue, why don't we go to Lao Yang's to eat?"

Feng Yue glanced at the back of his shiny hand, "Your hand is still hurt."

"I don't think it's a big problem." Song Nan said indifferently.

Feng Yue still insisted, "Let's see what Xiaowen wants to eat later and then decide."

Song Nan clicked his tongue, staring straight at Fengyue with a pair of eyes, Fengyue was lowering his head to sort out tomorrow's lesson plan, when he felt his sight, he raised his eyes and looked over, "What's wrong?"

"I found out that you have been too easy on my brother recently?" Song Nan still stared at him, "You have to ask him first before you do anything, when did you two become so good?"

Fengyue wanted to bring the topic to this earlier, but he couldn't find a suitable time, and he felt that Huang Diwen was still young and he was not in a hurry, so he thought about taking it easy, but Song Nan actually I see it.

Now that Song Nan took the initiative to ask, Fengyue naturally couldn't go around anymore, and said bluntly, "Can I have a good relationship with him?"

"Okay..." For some reason, Song Nan felt that Feng Yue's words sounded a bit offensive, but seeing Feng Yue's normal expression and even a hint of a smile, he felt that he might have misunderstood it.

"That's fine." Feng Yue clicked his tongue, "Xiaowen is young, so it's not normal to let him do everything."

It's quite normal, but it's not normal. Song Nan couldn't figure out what was abnormal for a while, so he could only say according to his own understanding, "I'm his brother, and it's right for me to pamper him. You It's not his brother, why do you let him go like this?" Song Nan felt that this was the reason after finishing speaking, and said, "Besides, the gap between us is too big, I have no objection if he wants to be friends with him, But you don’t have to give him too much, and you don’t have to send things away.”

"Isn't it normal to send things between friends?" Feng Yue continued, "It seems that he is going to celebrate his birthday. Do you know what he likes? How about a computer? You don't seem to have a computer at home, let me give him one. , does he like a laptop or a desktop? Or both?"

"Stop!" Song Nan became anxious when he heard it, and hurriedly said, "Do you have too much money to spend and go to my brother to help the poor?"

Fengyue thinks that the word "helping the poor" is wrong and not good for Song Nan. He is not the kind of person who wants to give some money or help someone who is poor. He treats Huang Diwen well and wants to do everything to him It was because they had missed each other for so many years, and when they met again, he had such a bad life, so he should give some compensation.

But in this case, Feng Yue can't tell Song Nan yet. Song Nan was surprised after knowing the truth. It's a small matter. It's a big thing not to let him get close to Huang Diwen. He has to think carefully.

"Of course not." Feng Yue said, "I think Xiaowen is very suitable to be friends with me. It is only natural for friends to want to give friends things."

Song Nan ran past with 1 crap in his heart. He was handsomer than Huang Diwen, smarter than Huang Diwen, and capable in everything. Why didn't any local tyrant want to be friends with him?The difference is too fucking big!

These are all secondary, and the most important thing is, why does a rich and talented person like Feng Yue want to be friends with a fool?And Fengyue is almost 30 years old, what topics can he have to talk with a junior high school student?

But Huang Diwen is a fool who has nothing, Fengyue is begging for nothing to be friends with him, what is he trying to do?

This is what Song Nan can't figure out the most. He was recently troubled by Wang Minzhen's affairs, and he didn't pay much attention to it. He didn't pay much attention to it until this afternoon when he spent a long time at Fengyue's place, and after listening to Fengyue's few words, he immediately became alert. .

Song Nan doesn't like to speculate on people maliciously, but it is really puzzling for a person like Feng Yue to find Huang Diwen, who is more than ten years younger than him, to be friends.

When Huang Dingguo died, he entrusted his only son to him. Even if Huang Diwen had nothing to do, he couldn't let him have anything to do, even though everything was better than his family. It doesn't seem to be credible, but the heart of defense is indispensable.

"My brother is stupid and stupid. He is more than ten years behind you. What can you talk about as friends?" Song Nan has always been a person who asks questions directly. It’s quite cheap, but as far as the matter is concerned, he still has to ask clearly about this matter, “How to pronounce English words and math problems, how to memorize texts, is it the best way to memorize?”

Feng Yue didn't expect that he could have so many questions just by being friends with his brother Song Nan, and he suddenly felt that the future was dark, but the questions Song Nan mentioned were really right, he nodded, "Yes, We talk about it all the time."

Song Nan: "..."

You, a person who buys a multi-million-dollar house without blinking an eye, talks to a fool about these things, is it because you are full and full?

If Fengyue gave a suitable reason, Song Nan might really believe it, but Fengyue nodded at Song Nan's question, and Song Nan couldn't help feeling that Fengyue was perfunctory him.

Could it be that there is some treasure under the land of his house?Fengyue contracted the reservoir to build a resort in Heishuiwan, which is actually just a cover, the purpose is the mine under their house?

Song Nan couldn't help but feel that his brain had opened up a bit too much, but he really couldn't think of a second reason.How could anyone take the initiative to make friends with a fool?Song Nan also gave away various things. Song Nan carefully recalled that Fengyue was cooking dinner recently, but almost the most cooked dishes were Huang Diwen's favorite.

The more Song Nan thought about it, the more he found it unbelievable. Fengyue obviously knew his younger brother thoroughly, and judging from the extent to which Huang Diwen likes to ask Fengyue questions with a book when he has nothing to do recently, the relationship between the two is It can really be described as coming in by leaps and bounds.

Song Nan didn't have time to be excited about embedding such a fitting idiom. He just felt that Fengyue's approach would not work anywhere. Could it be that there is really a mine under the Huang's house?

Seeing that Song Nan didn't answer for a long time, Feng Yue looked up and saw Song Nan frowned with a tangled expression on his face. It was the expression on his face now when he couldn't remember words with many strokes when he was learning to write.

"You don't believe it?" Feng Yue directly expressed his thoughts.

Song Nan was startled, did he act so obviously?Or is Fengyue really able to read minds?

Feng Yue naturally didn't let go of the flash of surprise on Song Nan's face, he raised his eyebrows and said solemnly, "Xiaowen never had any friends, and finally someone wanted to make friends with him, You actually suspect that his purpose is impure?"

Song Nan was surprised again, he didn't expect Feng Yue to be so direct, let alone himself to be so obvious, Feng Yue could even see this!

He twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, "I didn't say your purpose was impure..."

"Although you didn't say it, you thought about it in your heart." Feng Yue didn't intend to play tricks on him, so he said straightforwardly.

Song Nan was even more embarrassed. Originally, he planned to take the tactful route and make a side note. If they really had a mine under their house, it would not be cheaper for others.It's just that he didn't expect Feng Yue to speak so mercilessly today.

Song Nan was originally a stubborn person, and it would be embarrassing to be exposed face to face, and he would want to get angry when he was embarrassed, so Song Nan didn't tact anymore, and said directly, "You are a rich boss, and you are from this school. Principal, you want to come to be friends with my idiot brother, anyone will find it strange to say such a thing."

Feng Yue replied without thinking, "You also said that I have power and power, and whoever I want to be friends with is not always my pleasure. I didn't expect you to be so short-sighted, making friends is as good as a disciple. See."

The short-sighted man Song understood it, but he didn't understand the latter sentence, and even wanted to get angry, Feng Yue actually scolded him.

He couldn't help but raised his hand and patted the table, "Who the hell are you calling cheap!"

Fengyue originally planned to discuss this matter with him. It’s okay to start as a friend. Anyway, Huang Diwen is still young now, and he is not in a hurry. The same is true for slowly developing feelings. Fengyue has always been So self-comforting.

It's just that he didn't expect Song Nan to get angry suddenly, and even pointed at his nose and yelled at him, making him look dazed.

"Can't you just talk well?" Song Nan didn't expect Fengyue to be so vulgar in private. Fortunately, he is still an educator. You can't bear it anymore, "I just asked a few more questions and you fucking scolded me."

Feng Yue thought about it for a while, and suddenly realized that Song Nan probably didn't understand the meaning of "disciple's view", he felt that he might not be able to speak clearly because he had a long mouth all over his body.

"I didn't scold you." Feng Yue said calmly, "What I said just now means that your thinking is too old-fashioned, you have to change your mind. You see, just like me, if you say it's for your family's money, you think someone Will you believe it?"

Song Nan also felt that this matter was not credible, but if there was a mine under his house, the nature would be completely different, and it might be enough for him to set up several resorts.

It's just that this is just Song Nan's guess, and there are too many to do.

"Your brother is timid and is in adolescence. Children at this time need friends to guide them." Feng Yue continued, "Look at Wang Minzhen, is there any friends around her who treat her sincerely? You don't want your brother to be with her. Is she just as lonely?"

These words really hit Song Nan. He used to go to Huang Diwen's school more or less, and occasionally met Wang Lei and others who bullied him, but Huang Diwen was never injured when he returned home, so he also He didn't care about this matter, and Huang Diwen was timid and cowardly, so he didn't think it was strange that he couldn't make friends.

But Feng Yue's words really woke him up. If things go on like this, will he become the second Wang Minzhen?

When this idea came out of his mind, Song Nan himself was taken aback. No, he would not allow this kind of thing to happen anyway.

Fengyue saw that the expression on Song Nan's face was slightly loose, and he relaxed in his heart, and continued to persuade, "Don't worry, your family really has nothing for me. What I want is only the relationship between people. , me and your brother..." Feng Yue gave a sudden pause when he said this, although Song Nan looked carefree, he was actually careful, and he was too explicit. He said curtly, "We have a relationship with you, we are friends."

In Song Nan's circle of friends, people like Lao Yang and Yu Zhongguo are considered very good friends, but Lao Yang and Yu Zhongguo have never given him tens of thousands of gifts. Most of them asked him to drink and eat together on his birthday. The two paid the bill together, and Song Nan couldn't accept the way of making friends like Fengyue who gave away as soon as he came.

But what he said was just the affection between people, which really moved him. Song Nan has been in the society for four years, and he has seen some life styles, so good that he wants to wear it. Friends in crotch pants will end up quarreling because of their different interests, and they will turn their faces away. How have those people thought that making friends is not about interests but affection?

So he easily believed Fengyue's words, rich people can't just play with rich people, it is understandable to want to make friends with poor people occasionally.

"That's fine." After thinking it through, Song Nan felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, and said generously, "Since we are friends, let me treat you tonight."

"I don't eat barbecue." Feng Yue said immediately.

Song Nan: "..."

"And eating too much barbecue is not good for your health." Feng Yue knew that Song Nan was nervous about his brother, so he immediately moved out Huang Diwen, "Besides, your brother is growing up now, eating these will not only not help him, but may also be harmful." killed him."

As soon as Song Nan heard it, he really compromised, "Then change to something else, I remember that there is a soup pot on Xinhua South Road that is also good."

"Let's listen to Xiaowen's opinion later." Feng Yue insisted.

Song Nan sighed, "All right."

[The author has something to say]: Song Nan: Old man, your purpose is not pure!

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Song Nan: My family has mines!I'm going to get rich!

Fengyue: Roll your eyes.jpg——Look, there is an idiot on the right.jpg

Happy Goddess' Day, little fairies, to be honest, I got up early this morning and bought two boxes of toilet paper~