There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

Feng Jiayang took advantage of Friday afternoon's office meeting and slipped out from the south wall. He went home to pick up his car, then went to the supermarket to buy a bunch of fruits, and then rode his bicycle to grandma's house.

The old lady's feet are almost healed. Although they are still in plaster, they can already touch the ground with crutches.

The nurse is an aunt in her 30s. She is very enthusiastic and can chat with the old lady. She just heard the knock on the door when she came back from a walk with the old lady.

Feng Jiayang came in and greeted Wang Qian politely: "Hello, Aunt Wang."

Wang Qian took the fruit in his hand, and said cheerfully, "Xiaojia is here and bought some fruit. Ms. Kang also sent a bunch a few days ago, and I haven't finished eating it yet."

Wang Qian didn't know anything about her employer's family, and Feng Jiayang didn't bother to introduce her, so he asked directly, "Where's my grandma?"

"It's lying in the room." Wang Qian said.

Feng Jiayang pushed open the door, and saw grandma leaning on the bed at a glance. The old lady was wearing reading glasses and was busy with needlework in her hand.When she heard the door open, she said without raising her head: "Little brat skipped class again."

Feng Jiayang changed his cold expression, walked towards the old lady with a smile, and did not forget to retort: ​​"The teachers have a meeting on Friday afternoon, and after the meeting, school is over. I just left a little earlier."

The old lady snorted, and squinted her eyes to thread the needle, "You're right, no matter what."

Feng Jiayang was sitting by the bed. The old lady couldn't get in the thread and she kept on putting it on over and over again, and finally couldn't help it anymore, "I'm exhausted, you put it on for me."

Feng Jiayang took the needle and thread, and asked casually, "What are you going to sew?"

As soon as the words were finished, the old lady reached out and groped under the pillow for a long time, then pulled out a sock and shook it in front of her grandson, "The sock has a hole."

Feng Jiayang reacted quickly, rushed out with a "whoosh", and said in disgust: "I really admire you, I stuffed the socks I wore under the pillow."

"It's clean." The old lady glared at him and said, "You think everyone is like you. Have you forgotten that you hid your worn underwear under the pillow?"

"Ms. Gong!" Feng Jiayang frowned, especially unwilling to bring up this fucking experience, "It's all about how old I was, why do you still bring it up?"

The old lady looked at Feng Jiayang who was in a hurry, and couldn't help laughing, she didn't stop until she was a little out of breath.

Extremely happy and sad, he began to sigh again: "You said that if you don't study hard, what can you do in the future? What kind of little girl from a good-for-nothing family is willing to follow you."

After listening to grandma's remark, Feng Jiayang's first reaction was to think of Qi Yu.

He froze in place.

Seeing the reluctance of her grandson, the old lady also understood the reason why the child would not listen to too much talking, so she sighed softly, "In the future, we must learn more from good students."

Feng Jiayang regained his composure, his ears gradually became hot, he hesitated for a long time and asked in a low voice: "Grandma, what if a good student leads me to ruin?"

The old lady gave a "tsk", gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "It's good that you don't bring him down, give me the needle quickly, and delay my business."

After Feng Jiayang had dinner at his grandma's place, he hurried back before it was dark. He didn't go home and didn't look for Wang Xiaowei, so he just wandered around the street with nothing to do.

Every cold drink shop he passed by would remind him of Qi Yu making desserts seriously behind the workbench. He tried his best to block out the pictures related to Qi Yu, but these clips seemed to drill holes, which made him upset .

He simply ignored it, simply stopped the car and let those clips play repeatedly in his mind.It wasn't until his hands and ears were numb from the cold that he slowly came back to his senses, facing the empty street, and asked himself in a low voice: "Are you serious?"

Qi Yu didn't plan to visit his parents this Friday. He knew that he was a little depressed recently, and he was afraid that his parents would be displeased if he went.

Recently, the water pipes are being repaired near grandma's house, and the water supply has been cut off for three days. It is estimated that it will come tomorrow.It happened that Qi Yu didn't want to cook either, so he bought a piece of bread and ate it on the bus after school.

Looking at the reflection on the car window while eating, he raised his eyelids, looking unlucky, he looked back, and sighed softly in his heart.

In the evening, after Qi Yu finished a set of chemistry papers, he got up and went to the closet to find a thick cotton coat to wrap around his body.The corners of the room were filled with moisture, and there was an air conditioner, but Qi Yu couldn't stand the hot air from the air conditioner, he would feel dizzy and uncomfortable after blowing it on for a while, and he hadn't turned it on once since his grandma moved away.

If the cold is really unbearable, he will plug in the electric heater that he bought in the second-hand market before. Although the things are a bit old, they are still very practical.

The hour hand points to eight o'clock, and every house in the countryside basically turns off the lights after dinner and rests.Occasionally, a few dogs barked outside, Qi Yu yawned, rubbed his cold fingers, and felt as if someone was knocking on the door.

Qi Yu didn't pay much attention to it. One minute later, there was another knock on the door, and the sound wasn't too loud and he couldn't hear it carefully.Qi Yu glanced outside the door, thinking that the neighbors should be sleeping at this point, who would knock on the door so late.

He stood up and moved over, his fingers numb from the cold clumsily twisted the doorknob a few times before opening the door, and then a person who dared not even dream appeared in front of him, Qi Yu was stunned.

Feng Jiayang breathed a sigh of relief, shivered twice, seeing Qi Yu's irritability dissipated most of the moment.He didn't wait for Qi Yu to open his mouth, he got in directly, and said inexplicably, "I really guessed right."

Qi Yu came back to his senses, his throat tightened, and he subconsciously said, "What?"

"I met an old man just now and asked him the exact location of your grandma's house. He pointed forward and said that it was the one with the lights on. As a result, when I got closer, I found two houses with lights on. Guess the family first, and you guessed correctly that it was you who opened the door." Feng Jiayang added, "When I reported the address, the uncle said something about Professor Qi's house, so your grandparents are professors, no wonder you study so well."

Qi Yu closed the door, still in disbelief, "Where did you know the address?"

Feng Jiayang scanned the room, and found that the furnishings in the room were really in line with Qi Yu's temperament, and the neat ones could not be more neat. He replied, "I asked my friend to help me take care of Jiangdongnan's needs."

Qi Yu nodded slowly, he still has a lot of questions, such as why are you here?What are you doing here?why are you hereLots and lots...but in the end I refrained from asking anything.

Feng Jiayang let out a "hiss", shrunk his neck towards the air conditioner, and said in surprise: "I thought the air conditioner was not turned on, why don't you turn on the air conditioner?"

He turned his head to look at Qi Yu, and said softly, "Isn't it cold?"

Qi Yu came to his senses, quickly opened the drawer of the TV cabinet, took out the remote control inside, and pressed the switch on the air conditioner.

......no response.

Qi Yu frowned and pressed a few more times, but there was still no response.

"Strange, it worked fine last time." Qi Yu muttered softly.

Feng Jiayang stepped forward and snatched it over. First, he checked the back cover of the remote control, but it turned out that there was no battery inside.

He raised his eyes to meet Qi Yu's gaze, very helpless: "When was the last time you used it?"

Qi Yu couldn't remember either, it must have been almost two years, it was used by grandma before, and he didn't know if there was a battery in it.

He had no choice but to go into the room and take out the electric heater, plug it in and rush it towards Feng Jiayang, "Brother Jia, you use this heater first."

The electric heater is not very big, like an electric fan, Feng Jiayang squatted down to warm his cold fingers.

The room fell into dead silence, and neither of the two took the initiative to speak. One squatted down to keep warm, and the other stood aside and watched others get warmed up. Thinking about it, I thought it was a very strange picture.

It has been almost half a month since the last confession, and this is the first time the two of them are alone in the same room.Feng Jiayang didn't take the initiative to mention why he came here in the middle of the night, and Qi Yu tactfully didn't ask, as if such an opportunity didn't come easily, he didn't dare to say anything, didn't dare to get excited, and didn't even dare to speak loudly.

But despite being so humble, Qi Yu is still very rational when dealing with feelings.When Feng Jiayang refused, he had to avoid disturbing his life, and when Feng Jiayang appeared, he also had to avoid delusions and extravagant demands.

Because he understands that such a relationship will not last long even if he asks for it.

Feng Jiayang's hands were warmed, but his legs were numb again. He stretched out his hand to signal Qi Yu to give him a hand. After standing still, he glanced into the bedroom and asked in a low voice, "I won't disturb my grandparents when I come here so late. Bar?"

Qi Yu: "No, I live by myself."

Feng Jiayang nodded, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. He tried his best to change the topic, and said what he thought of, from complaining about the many and difficult homework, to the interesting things that happened in the class recently, and talking about an ugly little puppy he met on the road. Dog, finally complained about how many games Wang Xiaowei has cheated in the past few days.

Qi Yu listened very carefully at first, but Feng Jiayang talked for more than half an hour. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted Feng Jiayang, "Brother Jia, did you come here specially to tell me this?"

Feng Jiayang was stunned, feeling that his behavior just now was quite stupid.He wiped his face with his hand, and his whole body suddenly tensed up.

"No, what I want to say is..." He looked at Qi Yu, "You said you liked me before, so do you still like me now?"