The boss always thought we were looking at each other

Yan Yu's footsteps paused, as if he had heard something extraordinary, and the moment he looked up, the sneer in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

Until Lao Jiang repeated it again.

Yan Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, and heard a female voice behind him, calling his name.

"Xiao Yu, come here." The female voice said, "Your father and I have come to see you."

Yan Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, stood there for a while, and finally walked over. He didn't need these people to apologize for his indifference for half a year, but the original owner did.

He Ci pursed his lips tightly, turned around and was about to follow Yan Yu's pace, but was stopped by Lao Jiang on the side.

"He Ci, let him solve his family affairs by himself." Lao Jiang looked at Yan Yu's disappearing figure and patted He Ci on the shoulder, "You inform him that his school leaving procedures have been completed, the principal It has already been signed over there, let his parents come over and pack things for him tomorrow."

"Okay, let's go to class." After Lao Jiang explained these words, he walked back to the administration building with his hands behind his back.

The reason He Ci was asked to notify him was because Lao Jiang felt that the two of them might need to say goodbye, after all, even if they were not together, they could still be good friends in the future.

The atmosphere was extremely silent for a moment, and He Ci stood at the stairs, looking at the direction Yan Yu left, frowning tightly.

After a moment of silence, there was no one there, only the empty honor roll and the sound of the class bell ringing.

The family stood behind the teaching building and waited for Yan Yu, looking a little impatient.

When Yan Yu arrived, seeing the child in the woman's hands, the playfulness in her eyes suddenly deepened.

That kid doesn't look young anymore, three years old, four years old?

Ke Yanyu didn't know the existence of this child until now.

Just a pair of shoes on his feet is enough to cover Yanyu's entire family.

It's a reflex, Yan Yu is a little disgusted, no wonder he suddenly ignored the original owner, this is a tuba who has been raised and disabled, and practiced a trumpet secretly.

It's not that he minds the existence of this child. Giving birth to a child without telling the original owner is very, very unfair to the original owner.

"Xiao Yu." Chen Li waved at him, signaling him to go over, "This is my younger brother, Yan Ting."

Yan Yu smiled on his face, but his steps did not move at all. Among the hypocritical people in front of him, who is he familiar with?

Until they saw the transparent lunch box played by the child, and even knocked the lunch box against the wall with excitement, but the two parents didn't feel anything wrong at all.

Yan Yu suddenly turned cold.

"You went to my dormitory?" He frowned, took a step forward, and snatched the lunch box that He Ci gave him from the child, "Who will allow you to touch my things!"

Who knew that the child was stubborn and tightly hugged with both hands, not giving Yan Yu a chance to take it away.

"No! Get rid of your dirty hands!"

"Give it to me." Yan Yu said with a cold face, tightly clutching the corner of the lunch box and refusing to let go.

"No!"

The child didn't let go of him even though he couldn't grab it, and suddenly screamed like crazy, seeing that he still didn't let go, lowered his head, and bit Yan Yu's arm fiercely.

A child doesn't know how to hold back his strength, he only knows that he is unhappy, so he bites him hard.

Yan Yu snorted, enduring the pain and not pulling his hands.

He was young, so he said that he would not do anything with him, but it should be his thing, and he would never let it go.

With a 'pop', a gust of palm wind fell.

For a moment, Yan Yu's left face was itching like a fire, half of his ears seemed to be numb, and there was a buzzing in his ears, and he felt that he could hardly hear the sound clearly.

The child's bean-sized teardrops fell, raised the lunch box in his hand, and fell hard to the ground.

"I don't want this dirty thing!"

Yan Yu subconsciously reached out to pick it up, the lunch box fell from his hand, and the solid glass hit the bone on the back of his hand, making a muffled sound.

The sound of the lunch box being torn apart was not very clear to the half-numbed ear, and even a little illusory.

But Yan Yu knew clearly that the lunch box was broken, and it was broken at his feet.

While comforting the child in his arms, Yan Weiguo looked at Yan Yu coldly, "I didn't buy you anything on your body with money. It's just Xiao Ting throwing a lunch box. It's worth fighting with him. Let's see where you are. Do you still look like a brother?"

"After so many years, you really haven't made any progress!"

"Yeah, Xiao Yu," Chen Li nervously took the child, kicked away the shattered trash of the lunch box, and comforted Yan Ting in her arms, "It's just a lunch box, why bother getting angry with us?"

"I thought that when my parents came back to see you this time, you could improve a little bit. I don't want you to be worse. Who did you learn from?"

Worse.

Yan Yu snorted, his heart throbbing in pain, wondering if the original owner was sad.

Glancing at the dying child crying in their arms, Yan Yu took off his school uniform expressionlessly, and squatted on the ground to pick up the debris.

"I said I recognized you?"

The three people on the opposite side were startled.

The remains of the lunch box were scattered everywhere.

What flashed before Yan Yu's eyes was that at lunch that day, He Ci put the new lunch box on the table without saying a word, pushed it towards him, and then hung his head as usual.

Not much to say, the tacit understanding between the two of them has been formed.

"Cijiang, how do you know that I like this?" He happily took the lunch box and looked around, it was exactly the same as the aunt's one, even better in quality.

With red ears, He Ci gulped down a mouthful of rice, "Buy whatever you want."

It was the first time that He Ci gave him something, it might not be much money, but Yan Yu liked it very much, it was the first gift he received in this world.

"Isn't it just a lunch box?" Seeing him like this, Chen Li gradually felt guilty, "I heard that your grandpa handled the transfer procedures for you in Lincheng, and we plan to buy a house there, and the medical treatment The facilities are pretty good, and it happens that your younger brother’s condition is also better, and in just these two days, your student status and household registration will also be transferred.”

"Don't let your grandpa say that I don't care about you anymore."

Yan Yu gathered the hands of the school uniform, stood up holding the pile of debris, looked at the fake parents in front of him, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and looked more and more indifferent.

"Did I say transfer school?"

"I'll tell Grandpa about the school transfer. As for you, I don't care where you buy your house," Yan Yu twitched, "Even if you bought the cemetery in Lincheng, it has nothing to do with me."

"I'll call you all the money before today," Yan Yu pursed his lips at them expressionlessly, "To be honest, I would rather have Yan's surname be with grandpa's surname than yours."

After the words fell, Yan Yu went to the administration building without looking back, regardless of the scolding behind him, and asked Lao Jiang to cancel the transfer certificate.

It is easy to quit school and difficult to enter school.

Lao Jiang was also troubled when he mentioned this matter. The above documents have already come down. Strictly speaking, Yan Yu is no longer a student of Ming Teng. He was able to come in at the beginning because of the teaching building donated by Yan Yu's parents. Now he How can I get in if I'm poor and white?

Besides, dropping out of school and enrolling in again, isn't that a big deal.

Lao Jiang can open a back door for him here, but Ming Teng does not support idlers, so it has to be said that he will work hard to get a rank in the middle of the grade in the next mid-term exam. To rank in the upper middle of the grade is simply a fantasy.

Even at the end of the conversation between the two, Lao Jiang couldn't help but persuade Yan Yu to go to Lincheng. The teaching environment there is not worse than here, and it's only a three-hour drive from Lincheng, which is not too far away. .

"No," Yan Yu shook his head, "I'm very happy in Mingto."

When Yan Yu returned to the classroom, there was an English class in the classroom. He said 'report', which instantly attracted the attention of most of the students.

Donna, the English teacher, waved to him and motioned for him to come in.

When he caught sight of Yan Yu coming in, Lu Xuan's eyelids twitched, thinking that he didn't see clearly, he quickly poked He Ci in the front row.

"What happened to Yan Yu's face?"

Bu Xiao Lu preached that He Ci was not blind, and when Yan Yu was standing at the door, he had already noticed something was wrong.

This situation even surprised Tang Na, the English teacher on the podium. She was busy giving lectures and didn't pay much attention to Yan Yu's face. Now that Lu Xuan made a fuss, it attracted most people's attention.

"Yan Yu, what happened to your face?"

Donna got off the podium and walked towards Yan Yu.

Yan Yu was taken aback for a moment, until Zhao Weiwei who was next to him quietly raised a mirror at him, and he saw the swollen palm prints on his face.

The quarrel with those two people was so intense that he forgot that he was beaten.

"Oh," Yan Yu smiled at her, "I fell, teacher, don't worry."

Then he returned to his seat with a calm face, and the sound of debris colliding was crackling.

Yan Yu tiptoedly put those things into the belly of the table, he had to pick a time to get another one that was exactly the same, and he couldn't let He Ci know.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Yan Yu was lying on the table with a headache. How should he learn to get the top [-] in the class in the shortest possible time.

"look up."

A cold and fierce voice came from the top of his head, interrupting Yan Yu's thoughts.

Yan Yu raised his head, and He Ci was standing in front of him with all kinds of disinfectants, his expression was not very good, he was probably angry, no, he must be angry.

Suddenly meeting He Ci's dark eyes, Yan Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he shrank his head silently. He wondered what He Ci discovered again, he couldn't really figure out that he broke the lunch box.

"What are you doing so fiercely?" Yan Yu whispered fiercely at him.

When he was like this in the past, He Ci should have been dumbfounded, and then said to him in a good voice with a silly face, 'I don't have any'.

But this time, the scene that Yan Yu had imagined never came, and the front and rear rows centered on him were still filled with low air pressure.As a result, those who wanted to comfort him could only look at the ocean and sigh a few rows away.

After being looked around by He Ci, he silently lowered his head and turned back.

He Ci didn't get used to him this time, the cotton swab in his hand was stained with medicine, and he gently dabbed it on his swollen face measuredly.

"when are we leaving?"

He Ci didn't ask him what happened to the wound on his face, as long as Yan Yu wanted to say something, he would listen.

The wound touched the sore spot, Yan Yu let out a 'hiss' in pain, and made up his mind to bully He Ci for a while, but not to tell him.

"It hurts!"

The panic in He Ci's expression was fleeting, the movements of his hands paused, Xu Xu controlled his strength again, and applied medicine to his face.

"so?"

There was no lack of probing tone, Yan Yu looked up at him, the originally cold face was full of caution at the moment, and his heart suddenly softened in a mess.

When he lowered his head, his eye sockets suddenly became sore.

He Ci has always been the one who accommodates people who treat him well.

"He Ci," Yan Yu was afraid that the people around him would see that something was wrong with him, so he sniffed quietly, and with all his strength, he said in a low voice, "You're not good!"

She was angry and fierce, and she didn't know if she had learned from He Ci.

He Ci didn't respond to him, and the movements of his hands were lighter and lighter, but the expression on his face darkened again, and people in the dark could hardly see his emotions clearly.

Seeing that he was bored and silent, Yan Yu made himself feel bored, couldn't help but kicked He Ci's calf, deliberately teasing him with ill intentions.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, Yan Yan is leaving tomorrow."

He Ci's hand holding the medicine bottle was suddenly clenched, and after a moment of silence, he slowly replied 'um'.

It didn't sound any different than usual.

"Which school?" He Ci asked him suddenly, his voice was extremely low, and he picked up Yan Yu's right hand indifferently, and carefully wiped the few small marks on the crevices of his fingers that were scraped by broken glass with cotton wool.

After a silence, he changed to bruise wine and daubed it lightly, the place where Yan Yu's hand was hit by the lunch box had already started to turn blue.

Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, surprised by He Ci's power of observation beyond ordinary people.

If it weren't for the pain of the disinfectant eroding the wound, he would not have known that he also had wounds on his fingers.

Before Yan Yu could speak, he heard Lu Xuan growl beside him.

"What?!" Lu Xuan was almost sent away by the news, "Are you leaving tomorrow?!"

He knew about Yan Yu's transfer, but he didn't expect that a series of procedures would be processed so quickly.

Are you kidding me, he just brought up this matter with He Ci yesterday, so he's leaving today?

After going to Xiliang for eighteen years, he stayed in the cold kiln to He Baochuan? !

When Zhao Qingqing and the others heard the news, they were stunned. This morning, they were being beaten with clubs.

[Yue Lao tied them up with steel bars] (Online number: 196)

[Your brother Xuan hangs: It's over, sisters, the Yuelao group can't keep it, this time it's really BE! 】

[Your brother Xuan hangs: I hate it! ! ! ! 】

[Little Fairy Gentle: Sisters, let me testify that they are serious! 】

The author has something to say: Yan Yu: I will leave tomorrow.

He Ci: Then you will never be able to eat my braised pork [angry]

Getridofyourdirtyhands

Idon'twantthisdirtything（我不要这脏东西了）感谢在2021-06-1321:45:51~2021-06-1420:29:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: it is difficult to get 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Gui Kong; 3 bottles of Lai Atang's arms; 2 bottles of Mi Heng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard