The school grass I taught became my fanboy

When Yu Cheng came back after peeling the apples, he happened to see his uncle at the corner of the stairs.

He walked over and waved to Yu Mingfeng.

When Yu Mingfeng saw Yu Cheng's figure, his eyes instantly softened, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Little nephew, are you alright?"

Yu Cheng held a cleanly peeled apple in his left hand, and both hands were still wrapped with bandages. He looked at Yu Mingfeng with clear eyes, "I just have some scratches on my hands, it's fine."

Yu Mingfeng fondled his hair, looked at the closed door, and asked, "Is that your friend in the ward?"

"Well, he protected me from injury." Yu Cheng replied.

Yu Mingfeng noticed Yu Cheng's tone, it seemed calm, but there were some incomprehensible waves.

Uncle nodded with a smile, and took out a silver-white mobile phone from his pocket, "Be careful." Yu Mingfeng repeatedly instructed.

Yu Cheng nodded.

The two walked into the ward, and Song Jingshui was sitting and leaning against the head of the bed, playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

The door was pushed open, and the man in the next ward looked at the man behind Yu Cheng dumbfounded. He was wearing an elegant and gentle white shirt with the buttons fastened to the top. His face was expressionless, and he looked gentle and ascetic.

"This is your friend?" Yu Mingfeng looked at Song Jingshui in front of him and asked.

Hearing the sound, Song Jingshui lazily raised his eyes and took a look.

He recognized it at a glance. It was Yu Cheng's uncle. His appearance hadn't changed much, but he felt that his temperament had settled a lot.

Song Jingshui nodded to Yu Mingfeng as a greeting.

Yu Mingfeng also smiled at him, but the more he looked at the person in front of him, the more he felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"When I was freshman in high school, he was the kid next to me." Yu Cheng glanced at Song Jingshui and said calmly.

"I said it looks familiar." After finishing speaking, Yu Mingfeng looked away, "Since I'm sure you're okay, then uncle will leave first. I also caught the person who tied you up, and I'll leave everything to uncle to handle."

The voice is gentle like water, very reassuring.

Yu Cheng smiled and said yes.

After Yu Mingfeng finished speaking, he left the ward, coming in a hurry and leaving in a hurry.

Song Jingshui's eyes were dim, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, thinking in his heart: Someone happened to help him clean up this matter.

Yu Cheng was afraid that Tian Yao and the others would be worried, so he walked into the corridor and called them.

Coincidentally, there is no class now, Tian Yao answered the phone with a nervous and worried voice, "Brother Yu, where have you been, we almost called the police... Oh yes..." Tian Yao hurriedly turned to Zhu Xiaohui Said: "Little pig, don't call the police, Yu Cheng is calling."

Zhu Xiaohui's finger that was about to press the dial button paused for a moment, his eyes were full of surprise, "Really?"

Tian Yao hummed.

"What did you do, you didn't answer the phone, and you didn't return to the dormitory?" Tian Yao's tone was obviously a little angry.

Yu Cheng paused, and said softly, "I was kidnapped."

Tian Yao's face turned pale instantly, and he asked nervously, "Are you all right? How is it?"

Yu Cheng smiled, "I can still call you now, so of course it's fine, but I may ask for leave recently and not go to class."

"Why?" The other end of the phone was a little puzzled.

"Because Song Jingshui got hurt protecting me." Yu Cheng pursed his lips and his eyes darkened.

at the same time.

Song Jingshui's mobile phone rang in the room, looked at the name on the screen, showed an inexplicable smile, and answered: "How is the matter going?" He asked.

The other end of the phone said: "Everything is going well, your request has been fulfilled."

Song Jingshui hummed and hung up the phone.

He murmured in a low voice: "If you do too many bad things, you will always be punished." After speaking, he stared at the whitewashed wall in front of him in a daze.

Who is this sentence referring to?

It couldn't be more clear.

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A strange and bustling street, full of travelers in a hurry, or girls with smiles on their faces, carrying a lot of things in both hands.Or the tired-looking office workers just got off work and hurried home.

There is only one inconspicuous alley, which is dark, damp and dilapidated, which is incompatible with this bustling city.

The lights outside are bright, but the alleys are pitch-black, like a black hole with a huge mouth in the abyss, sucking people in.

Pedestrians on the road stayed away from this smelly and ominous alley, for fear of causing a stench.

At this time, the woman lying on the ground woke up from the cold, she rubbed her head and sat up slowly, looking around in confusion.

It's a dark alley.

This was Zhang You's first thought.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sticky and disgusting feeling in her hand. Zhang You raised her hand and looked at her eyes, and found that the muddy soil was stuck to her fingers, which was terribly disgusting.

Cursing and disgusting, he rubbed the dirt on his fingers against the wall.

She stood up, and looked at her broken skirt, messy hair, and dirty face through the broken mirror that was thrown away...

Zhang You has never wanted to dislike herself so much.

She touched her body, her mobile phone was gone, and she didn't bring her wallet. Now she can be said to be really down and out.

Zhang You staggered out of the alley, everyone looked at her sloppy and slovenly appearance, and hid away.

There was even a woman who yelled at her: "It's so dirty, stay away from me!"

Zhang You's lips moved, wanting to sneer back, but at this moment she didn't know what to say.

She didn't even have the guts to say it.

Here she is not familiar with the place, it is a completely strange city.

I don't know how long she walked, where she went, and finally found a chance to make a phone call.

The man saw how pitiful she was, so he gave her some money, which was just enough to make calls at the telephone booth.

The first call Zhang You made was from Lu Ke.

Unfortunately no one answered.

Zhang You felt cold, and called from another number, which was her husband's phone number abroad.

A voice came from the other end: "Hello? Who?"

Zhang You only felt sore eyes, "Qingzhi, I..."

The man named Qingzhi looked indifferent, and although his tone was not that bad, he was not too gentle, "By the way, Song Zhenbo's son has already remitted the money, and Bao'er is also receiving treatment. We are all fine, you don't have to Don't worry, you can live a good life over there."

Of course Zhang You understood the implication, the man meant that he didn't intend to want her anymore.

Zhang You's eyes were swollen, the eye sockets were red, and his words were rude: "I'm fucking out of money now! How do you let me live? Everything around me is strange!"

"Then wouldn't it be better for you to start from scratch? Make money to support yourself." Qingzhi smiled lightly, and there was no emotion in the laughter.

"Why should I start from scratch? I just want to enjoy happiness," Zhang You smiled strangely, "I only deserve to enjoy happiness."

The other end of the phone sighed, "Then enjoy yourself."

Zhang You was about to say something, when he heard the beeping sound of hanging up from the phone.

Zhang You felt helpless for the first time, staring blankly at the almost dark street.

She was afraid of being poor, but she never thought that one day...

She will also be reduced to the point where she has no money.

Zhang You doesn't know who threw her here, but the person who threw her here must know what she is afraid of and wants her to fend for herself.

She was pale and knelt on the ground, suddenly feeling powerless.

Yu Cheng walked into the room and talked to Song Jingshui about asking for leave.After all, both of them still have classes tomorrow, Thursday, and Friday, and they won't be able to go back on Friday.

So they asked the instructor directly for a few days off.

Song Jingshui didn't intend to let Song Zhenbo know about it, and likewise, Yu Cheng didn't intend to let his parents know about his kidnapping. It's all over, so there's no need to panic.

Song Jingshui's hospital bed was in the middle, next to the door was the hospital bed of the man who had eaten oranges, and a new bed was placed on the right for Yu Cheng's convenience.

Originally, Yu Mingfeng wanted to remove the man in the house, but Yu Cheng refused, saying that there was no need for such trouble.

Yu Mingfeng had no choice but to give up.

So at night, this ward can accommodate the three of them.

In order to prevent the mobile phone from running out of power, Yu Cheng bought a mobile phone charger to prepare it.

It's almost ten o'clock.

The hospital is about to turn off the lights.

Although Yu Cheng had never slept in the hospital, he was a little uncomfortable, lying on the bed and looking at his mobile phone, but actually he didn't know where his thoughts were wandering.

Fortunately, there are no particularly critical patients in their ward, and there are very few nurses who make ward rounds at night.

Until after twelve o'clock in the evening, Yu Cheng was still half asleep and half awake, sleeping in a daze.

Suddenly, Yu Cheng felt that someone lifted his quilt, and a little cool breeze came in the warm quilt instantly.

Then another person came in under the quilt.

Yu Cheng turned around immediately, and just as he was about to speak out, a hand covered his mouth.

He widened his eyes, and smelled the smell of the person beside him. This smell was not from someone else, but from that little boy Song Jingshui.

Song Jingshui didn't let go until he got deep enough into the quilt.

Yu Cheng asked in a low voice: "Are you ashamed! There are still people in this room, what are you doing in my bed?"

Song Jingshui put the quilt on naturally, and said softly, "Because I have never been in a hospital, I can't sleep, and I feel safe sleeping with you."

"You fart. I've never been in a hospital. I have a ghostly sense of security. Go back to your bed." After Yu Cheng finished speaking, he gestured to push him.

Song Jingshui's tone became aggrieved instantly, "Brother, let me sleep for one night."

Yu Cheng gritted his teeth, how bad it is for people to see such a public place as the hospital.When I thought of this, I refused without thinking, "No, you go back."

Song Jingshui had a smile on his lips, his voice was low and soft, and the emotion in his eyes was unpredictable and dangerous.

"Brother, there is someone next to you, don't move too much, what should you do if you wake up that person?" Song Jingshui stroked Yu Cheng's hair lightly. "Besides, I'm a patient now, you can't bully me."

Yu Cheng: "???"

The two were close at hand, their eyes facing each other.

The atmosphere was suddenly silent, and Song Jingshui suddenly smiled, a little badly, and he stretched out his hand to touch Yu Cheng's itchy flesh.

Yu Cheng was caught off guard and wanted to laugh, but remembering that there were other people in the room, he could only grunt.

The sound is clean and pleasant to listen to.

In the dark, Song Jingshui whispered close to his ear, his warm breath sprayed on his ear, a little itchy, "Brother, your voice... is very attractive."

Yu Cheng's ears were red, and his face was a little hot because of what he said, but luckily he couldn't see it in the dark.

Yu Cheng couldn't say no to him, so it was rare for him to calm down.

Song Jingshui was in a good mood, quiet and gentle after lying on the bed.

The man next to him hadn't actually fallen asleep, but just pretended to be asleep, pulling the quilt up to his nose, revealing his small round eyes, looking at Yu Cheng and Song Jingshui who were on the opposite bed.

The quilt covered the corners of his frantically raised mouth.

The man said in his heart, "It's really exciting. It would be great if the big brother was more active. It's okay not to pretend that he exists."