two sons three fathers

The moment the palm fell, Han Yu withdrew his hand, only touching Fu Yizhang's face lightly.

He pressed his hand back under his face, still silent.

Fu Yixuan came up with a plan, bent his knees and squatted down, estimating the distance between Han Yu and the table hole, he wanted to get in, and then turned his face to see the current situation.

A head came in, Han Yu opened his hazy eyes, pressed the protruding head, and pushed it out.

Fu Yizheng was pushed out, but he still didn't give up, and wanted to sneak in again.

Seeing this, Han Yu was immediately angry and helpless, crying in a low voice, and said, "Get out of the way."

Hearing the sound, Fu Yizhen grabbed the hand above his head, pulled it in front of him, pinched Han Yu's finger with two thumbs in turn, and said sincerely: "I know you sent me to the hospital. I shouldn't have done anything yesterday. I was wrong today, and I apologize.”

Han Yu withdrew his hand from the warm palm.

He cried for a while and felt better, but he didn't want Fu Yizhen to see his tearful eyes, so he lay still on his stomach.

"Brother Yu," Fu Yizheng instinctively felt that something happened to Han Yu, but suffered from not knowing what it was, and said in a low voice, "If you think I can be trusted, just tell me."

"Go back to your place first." Han Yu took a deep breath, and then exhaled again: "I'm fine."

Fu Yizheng remained silent.

Han Yu felt that the people next to him were looking at him, and said again: "Go back first, I don't want to say anything now."

Only then did Fu Yizhen get up obediently, and turned to look at the box in the trash can.The body of the box is pitted and sunken, so I can't ask for it.

With an idea, he ran out along the corridor that was getting brighter.

It took half a cup of work before Han Yu slowly raised his head and looked left and right. After Fu Yizhang ran out, he never came back.

He ignored Fu Yizheng for now, pulled up his cuffs, wiped his face and tears, unscrewed the water bottle, and approached the trash can.

He looked down and saw the box.The trash can was newly replaced last night and there is no sundries.

Han Yu picked up the box and put it back on his desk.

He was pouring water to wash his face when there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Come and communicate.

A boy said: "There is someone in our class who is so early?"

Another boy replied: "It must be the class monitor and the school committee. They love studying so much, otherwise who else could it be?"

Han Yu wiped off the drops of water on his face, and glanced at the classmates who passed by the back door. They also saw Han Yu who "loves to learn".

The two boys looked surprised, walked away quickly, and entered through the front door.

As soon as they entered the door, the two paused and looked down at the books, tables and chairs on the ground.

Two people: "..."

Han Yu ignored them, walked over and lifted the tables and chairs.The tables and chairs were all damaged to varying degrees, and he couldn't stand upright, so he came back and moved his own to replace them.

The boy watched his movements and walked away in a detour.

Han Yu set up the tables and chairs, squatted by the table to pack up the books, sorted out those with names, and piled up those without names.

The other students put the books back on the table, and Han Yu turned around and sorted out Fu Yizhao's books, making them neat.They already have a lot of books, a big stack.

Holding the book with both hands, Han Yu slapped the table twice. He couldn't use much force with his right hand, and a book dropped to the ground, and the writing just spread out.

Han Yu looked over and saw that the book was filled with densely packed words, the size of a sesame seed.

He bent down to pick up the book and read clearly what was written on it.

It's all his name, Han Yu: "..."

He pushed the arranged book to one side, and carefully turned the book back and forth, with "Han Yu" in front of it.

Han Yu frowned and let go of the book in his hand, and read a few more.Every one has, in the past month, without exception.

The classmates entered the classroom one after another. Han Yu quickly glanced outside the door, closed the book with trembling fingertips, put it back, turned around and strode back to his seat.

As soon as the class bell rang, the Chinese teacher walked in, looked around, and saw two boys standing in the last row, one tall and one thin.

She raised her hands and said, "Sit down, both of you, cheer up in the morning, take out ancient poems and proses, read them, and recite them by heart."

Han Yu and Liu Cheng looked at each other.

Liu Cheng grabbed the desk with a missing leg, wobbled it, and said with a bitter face, "Yu'er, are we going to stand for a day?"

Han Yu: "You squeeze with He Xu and the others first?"

He Huan turned his head and said, "The four of us sitting?"

A bench, three people can barely squeeze, four people can't sit down at all.

Liu Cheng waved his hand and said to Han Yu, "Let's stand still."

As soon as the teacher walked out, someone in front said, "Where is my book..."

Girl: "Me?!"

The female deskmate next to him: "Why is my notebook with you?"

Male student: "Where is my pen?"

The male deskmate next to him: "What are you looking at me for, I didn't take it..."

Han Yu was embarrassed: "..."

When class was over, Han Yu told the class monitor that the desks and chairs were broken, he broke them, and he would pay for it.

The class leader said: "I'll tell the class teacher first, and then we'll see how much it is. You and Liu Cheng will sit with other students first."

Han Yu: "Okay."

He returns to his place.

During the big class break, Wu Ji came to the classroom. The students were sleeping and fighting. She walked to the front door, looked into the classroom, and turned back while talking on the phone.

Wu Ji said as he walked: "Fu Yizhang's parents, hey, I am Wu Ji, the class teacher of the second and third grades of high school, hello, hello, let me tell you something, your family Fu Yizhang hasn't come to school for two semesters, I want to ask you, the situation on his side... is it?"

What was said on the other side, Wu Ji nodded and said: "Okay, okay, I know, then please ask him for another day. Let him pay attention to the cold and keep warm... Mmm, okay, we should do it." Wu Ji hung up the phone, away.

Han Yu looked back.

Liu Cheng also heard what the head teacher said, and asked Han Yu: "Yu'er, what happened to you and that Fu Yizhen? Last time you two, like that..." He hesitated to speak.

He still remembers what happened last time!

Han Yu raised his eyes sideways and looked at Liu Cheng meaningfully.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Liu Chengbai stepped down, blinked, and heard Han Yu say, "That's what happened." That ambiguous tone.

"You look like my girlfriend... Bah, it's not my girlfriend. You were just like my girlfriend looking at me." Liu Cheng clenched his fists and clapped his palms, and with a "snap", he suddenly said, "She usually looks at me like this, that's Want to hit me... so you want to hit him?"

Han Yu was speechless and turned away.

At noon, Han Yu went to the office and told Wu Ji that he was going to live on campus.Wu Ji looked at the bruises on the corner of his mouth, and thought it would be better to live on campus, as it would save him from going out to fights. She pondered, "I'll ask the dormitory manager first to see if there is still a dormitory for the sophomore year."

Han Yu thought about it: "Mr. Wu, I want to ask for leave this afternoon."

Putting down the book in Wu Ji's hand, he asked coldly, "Why?"

Han Yu said, "I have a little cold."

Wu Ji didn't answer, but stared at him. Han Yu's eyes were slightly red, probably from staying up all night.There is Fu Yizhang in her class and Han Yu in front of her. The two of them often ask for leave differently.

I can't study well, and my attitude is not serious.

She immediately said: "No approval, go back to class."

Han Yu gave a faint "Oh".

After two classes out of four in the afternoon, Han Yu packed up his things and said to Liu Cheng, "If the teacher asks, just say I'm on leave."

Liu Chengdao: "You asked for leave again? Shall we go out for dinner tonight?"

Han Yu patted Liu Cheng on the shoulder, "No, my dad is back, I'll go home and eat."

As soon as Han Yu left the school from the back mountain, Fu Yizheng went back to school.

Fu Yixuan ran back to the classroom excitedly, but there was no one in Han Yu's seat.

He wiped the sweat from his brow and asked He Huan, "Did you see Han Yu?"

He Xu looked around, just woke up, and said a little confused: "It was still there just now, maybe it went to the toilet."

Fu Yizheng said thank you, and returned to his table.

It was class, but Han Yu didn't come back. During class, he turned back to the channel, flipped through the book in his hand absently, and began to write Han Yu's name again.

After class, he was about to ask Liu Cheng when the phone rang, it was his mother.Fu Yizheng answered the phone first.

"Baby, where did you go, why didn't you go to school?" Fu Yitang said.

Fu Yizheng said, "Go out and buy something."

"You have to ask the teacher for leave when you go out, and you have to understand the rules, you know?" Fu Yitang knew that his son was not serious about studying, so he let him go, and said: "If the teacher doesn't approve, you just say that I am sick, and you can make up a random reason. .”

Fu Yizheng said disapprovingly: "I just went out for a while, I will remember next time, Mom, I will hang up first."

He wanted to ask for leave, but the teacher wasn't there too early, and he didn't have time.He went out and ran a lot of stores and forgot about it.He bought a lot of presents and they were still displayed in the hotel, so Han Yu had to go there.

Fu Yixuan went to ask Liu Cheng where Han Yu had gone.

Liu Cheng saw him from the corner of his eye, and quietly stuffed his phone back into the desk case, "He's gone home."

Fu Yizheng didn't say anything, just rushed out with his bag on his back, and walked out of the school through the main entrance.Because he asked for leave, he didn't have to go over the wall.

He ran out of the school gate and wanted to find Han Yu, but he didn't know where Han Yu's house was, so he had to call his mother again.

Fu Yitang answered the phone with his usual indulgence and gentleness: "What's wrong baby?"

"Mom," Fu Yizhen said simply, "Where is Han Yu's house?"

Fu Yitang said: "Are you going?"

Fu Yixuan: "Yeah, I'll go find him."

Fu Yitang smiled and hummed, "Send it right away, it's okay if you don't come back at night, you don't need to notify me again, good boy~"

A location was sent, and Fu Yitang sent another message.

--Can't even find an address?Silly son, use your dad's software and find someone for it. As long as the other party has an electronic device, we don't know if he doesn't have it.

Fu Yizheng ignored him and stopped a luxury car on the side of the road according to the address he sent.

When the navigation approached the residential area, Fu Yizhang stretched his head to look out. There are towering apartment buildings on the middle ring road.

Han Yu brought him here last time?It's still a little far away.

Fu Yixuan got out of the car, looked at the gate of the community, and hesitated whether he should go in or not.What can I say when I go in?Will Han Yu go with him?

He didn't send a message to others until it was dark.

--Brother Yu, tonight, let's go out to eat together.

Han Yu took the dishes out of the dining table, took out the vibrating phone in his trouser pocket, and opened the message.

-- No, you can eat it yourself.

Han Yu thought for a while, and sent another message: "Next time, I'll treat you."

The person on the other side replied, "But...I miss today."

Han Yu looked at the kitchen, and Gao Yuanchuan's busy figure flashed by the door frame from time to time, and he turned around to type and send it.

--Tomorrow, I will take you to eat tomorrow.

Fu Yizhang returned.

--Okay, then you will come if you agree.

Seeing him compromise, Han Yu smiled and replied to the message.

--must.

"Han Yu," Han Yuanchuan called him from the kitchen, "come here and serve the dishes."

Han Yu responded, "Come right away."

Seeing that there was no more news from Fu Yizheng, Han Yu put his phone back in his pocket and went into the kitchen to help.

Han Yuanchuan tied an apron around his waist, took the vegetables out of the pot and put them on a plate, and looked up out of the window.

The light outside the window was dimming, black clouds rolled in the sky, and thick clouds covered half of the city. Sporadic raindrops splashed down on the translucent glass, leaving strips of water stains on the glass.

Han Yuanchuan lowered his eyebrows, closed the half-open window, and said to Han Yu who was holding up the plate next to him, "Go and collect the clothes on the window sill, it's going to rain."