After pretending to be the son of the richest man

"Actually, I don't have any particularly good memories in Shencheng."

"You know, for someone like Qi Liangzhe, my mother and I are busy moving every once in a while, and we can hardly stay in one place for a long time."

"But I have to go to school after all, and I don't even think about it. My mother doesn't allow it. As long as he comes to stay outside the school, he can follow him to his new home every time."

"Fortunately, our school has good security measures, and he couldn't break in. So at that time, although I never did my homework or listened to lectures in class, the happiest time of day was going to school."

"Haha, don't you think it's funny? You are so poor at school, but you actually like going to school."

Guan Yi grinned deeply, and looked forward. The open space under his feet was right in front of the gate of his alma mater.

Fang Yongxin was holding a cake box in his hand. Hearing this, he looked sideways at him.

Her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she chose to remain silent.

He knew Yu Jian earlier, and knew more about her life. He knew that Yu Jian was inseparable for more than 20 years before, and his life was very miserable.

Once, he thought that Guan Yishen would have a better life with his mother by his side.

Looking at it now, the fates of these two brothers are as if they were carved out of the same mold, without exception, they are haze.

After all, his sudden intrusion into Guan Yishen's life brought a turning point in his life, or, instead, pushed him further into the swamp.

Fang Yongxin's mind sank again and again, and as his thoughts drifted away, the other hand that was free was suddenly taken.

Guan Yi pulled him forward brightly, but his body was slightly tilted, and his voice was lowered mysteriously.

"Don't worry if you can't get in. The doorman knows me very well. I was often late at that time, and I came only after my morning reading. Thanks to him, I didn't have to listen to the class teacher's nagging."

"This weekend, the students are not here, I will take you to my class to see."

Fang Yongxin followed behind and saw him running to the small window of the guard room with a familiar face.

He poked his head in, and excitedly waved and chatted with the people inside. After chatting for a while, he stretched out his fingertips and pointed at Fang Yongxin's position.

Within a few seconds, the electric door was slowly opened, proving that what he just said was true.

Afterwards, he happily walked back, took Fang Yongxin's hand, and raised his eyebrows as if asking for credit.

Fang Yongxin smiled, not knowing what to say, so he let him lead him into the school.

Guan Yishen took him to take a quick look at it.

Auditorium, playground and canteen, secluded and straight paths, romantic wisteria trellises, and a grove that is said to be a holy place for dating.

Of course, due to the season, the withered withered, withered and withered, so it quickly stopped in front of the teaching building.

As soon as he came back here, Guan Yishen seemed to release his free nature in his bones. Even after four years away, he still walked to the door of the classroom with ease.

Fang Yongxin looked up and saw "Senior Grade Three (1) Class" written on the house number.

In the next second, Guan Yishen dragged him in with great interest.

"Wow, it really hasn't changed at all." He opened his eyes wide and glanced around, feeling so emotional in his mouth, his eyes flashed with joy that couldn't be concealed.

"This electric fan hasn't been replaced yet? Every time I turn it on, it makes a 'creaking' sound and is still wobbly. Sometimes I am afraid that it will fall when I fall asleep."

"There is also the blackboard newspaper. Now everyone is painting with oil paint? I remember that our class took the lead at that time. The effect was good, and other classes followed suit."

"Tsk tsk, the desks are still lined up alone, but it's normal. In the third year of high school, I'm afraid that students will fall in love. It's the same every class."

Holding the cake, Fang Yongxin saw that Guan Yishen seemed to be a rabbit that had just returned to its nest, jumping back and forth, looking around, and saying what he thought of, his upper and lower lips never closed for a moment.

It is impossible to see such a carefree spirit in the Qiu family.

and so……

The knuckles holding the edge of the cake box tightened inch by inch, and he lowered his eyes obscurely.

Keeping him away from the source of pain is the best decision I can make.

"Hey, I found it! Come on, come on, I'll show you something!" A warm greeting suddenly sounded in front of him. When Fang Yongxin heard it, he instantly frowned and approached with a smile.

Guan Yishen didn't notice the strangeness of the people around him at all, or in other words, the people around him were very good at hiding.

He stood in front of a desk, with his waist bent down very low, and his eyes were locked in the empty belly of the desk.

Fang Yongxin also bent down and followed him into the room.

On the inner wall on the left, there is a small word "pipe" written with a black marker, which you can't really find if you don't look carefully.

Guan Yishen clasped his hands together: "I know, it's a bit immoral to do so, so let's do a self-examination first."

Then I scratched my head, and explained with some embarrassment: "The main thing is... don't look at the desks and chairs in the class. In fact, the heights are not uniform. I usually use this set to sleep most comfortably. At that time, I had to rearrange the seats every month. I'm worried about being moved away by others, so I leave a mark."

"I didn't expect that it hasn't been erased until now." Speaking of this, he became a little proud again.

"Anyway, it doesn't affect the studies of the younger students, so it shouldn't matter, right?"

Before Fang Yongxin had time to comment, he took out a marker pen from his pocket and quickly pulled off the cap: "I'll add a few more."

When did you hide it?Clearly prepared.

The movement is also very quick, with just a few strokes, a small "square" character is added at the back, leaving a small gap in the middle, and a solid love heart is carefully drawn.

After finishing all this, I admired it for a while, and nodded in satisfaction.

Suddenly thinking of something, he looked up and asked nervously, "Do you think it's childish?"

Fang Yongxin shook his head, denying everything from the inside out.

He thought of himself, gloomy, numb, and extremely indifferent, keeping everyone away.

The sweetness and sourness of the so-called sprouting of youth have not touched the body at all.

However, Guan Yishen only moved the pen a few times, and for a moment, he vaguely tasted a little strange, simple and direct touch that should belong to that age.

Fleeting, but... beautiful.

And because I am not familiar with it at all, I dare not linger too deeply.

Guan Yishen stared at Fang Yongxin closely, and saw that he was a little moved, so he was relieved and put away the marker: "No one else will see it. This is a secret between us. Only you and I know what it means. .”

"Let's just eat cake here, it's better than a hotel, and take it away after eating, without anyone noticing."

He said hey and smiled, put the cake box on the table, and took the initiative to untie the beautiful ribbon on the top.

The windows of the classroom are always bright and clean. The sunlight shines through the glass generously on the body and face, making the human skin a kind of light transparency, and it seems that even the fine hairs on the tip of the nose can be seen clearly.

Guan Yishen's eyes are smiling, so fresh and full of vitality.

But in the future, maybe even only a few days in the future, he will personally break this fresh vitality and push the relationship between the two into dire straits.

Thinking of this, the blood seemed to be going against the grain and congealed in an instant.

Fang Yongxin lowered his head. Never before had he felt ashamed to face someone more than this second.