can i borrow your white paint

"After my dad left, Ji Zhi started to deal with my dad's funeral, mainly looking for a lawyer to distribute the pension and property."

"Cheng Moutong and I still have the custody rights in her hands, so most of the money is allocated to her. I don't know the exact amount, but at least it must be a few million."

"But in fact, my grandpa shouldn't only get a little bit. It's just that I was young and didn't understand anything. During that time, I cried and cried. When I recovered, the money was all distributed. My grandpa got even Not enough to feed us."

"Ji Zhi brought us here after distributing the money, but he didn't care about us anymore, and left us to fend for ourselves after we got married."

"Afterwards, nothing major happened, but my grandfather couldn't stand the stimulation, and he was a little... unable to remember things. Since then, his condition has become more and more serious. At the beginning, he could give a response when he said his name. But about four years ago, I can’t remember anything at all, and it took a long time to mention my dad before I could give a small response.”

When Cheng Yi said this, he sighed softly, and pressed his forehead helplessly: "So I really didn't expect such a big reaction from Ji Zhi this time."

After listening to him, Fang Hengzhi felt that his chest was stuffy when he breathed, and it hurt like a needle prick.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and wrapped him in his arms.

He is a little bit taller than Cheng Yi, and with such a hug, the other's head can just rest on his neck.

Nine years, but it only took half an hour to tell. Although this person didn't mention how hard these years were, Fang Heng knew that thinking about it made him tired.

He suddenly hated himself for not transferring to this school earlier to get to know this person, even if it was a year or two, or even half a year, as long as it could make this person suffer less.

Cheng Yi was taken aback by the hug: "Hey, how did this happen? So suddenly?"

Fang Hengzhi rubbed his chin against his temples, his voice muffled and sounded a little hoarse: "They are really nothing."

It is self-evident who this "they" refers to.

Cheng Yi reacted for a few seconds, smiled, and raised his hand to pat him on the back.

But it's okay not to shoot, Fang Hengzhi felt his nose sore after this shoot.

He used a little strength in his arms to hold him tighter, and muttered, "How did you meet this kind of person..."

Cheng Yi laughed: "Can you still blame me?"

Fang Hengzhi's voice was full of indignation: "It shouldn't be! Isn't everyone saying that good people don't have bad luck?!"

Without even thinking about it, Cheng Yi answered, "So didn't I meet you later?"

"..."

As soon as the words fell, the two fell into silence at the same time.

Maintaining this ambiguous posture, the surrounding atmosphere fell into a delicate state.

Cheng Yi wanted to slap himself.

Tell you to talk fast?

Look, bad luck.

It took a long time for him to feel that the strength surrounding him had become a little weaker. At this time, as long as he exerted a little force, he could break free from this person's arms smoothly.

But for some personal reasons, he didn't move.

Or to put it another way, his intellect was defeated by his sensibility at the moment, and he actually wanted to hug this person for a while longer.

It is false to say that there is no sadness or grievance in the nine years. No one knows how to be strong and survive from an early age.

When conditions permit, no one wants to be a "minor" who doesn't care about the world.

So regarding "comfort" and "hug", he actually needs it very much.

Fang Hengzhi looked down at him, sighed silently, and whispered in his ear, "Cheng Yi, I'm also very lucky."

Cheng Yi's brain is still in endless regret at the moment, and he didn't respond to the words.

Fortunately, Fang Heng knew that he didn't need his reaction, so he continued on his own: "I'm sorry, I really can't hold back, you are too tormenting. After this matter is settled, I must have an answer. "

These words were endless, and Cheng Yi didn't understand why he was related to the word "torturing people".

But his heart was beating fast, and he always felt that these words were a bit...

There is some meaning in it that makes him feel affectionate.

But obviously, Fang Hengzhi is not in a hurry to get to the bottom of it right now.

He straightened up and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Let's go, go out. I know the general situation from my little uncle. Let's have a meal first and then slowly discuss the next thing."

The so-called next thing, to put it bluntly, is Grandpa Cheng's treatment expenses.

Cheng Yi has his own pride and persistence. If it is only a small amount, he can ask Fang Hengzhi for a loan, but this is obviously not too small. Even if Fang Hengzhi is willing to give it to him unconditionally, he does not want it.

If it's not a last resort, I can't say this to the person I like.

The road here seems to be blocked.

But Fang Hengzhi provided him with a new method when picking the snail meat.

"A lawsuit? With Ji Zhi?"

Cheng Yi was surprised: "Can you fight in this situation?"

"Yes, why not?" Fang Hengzhi pushed a bowl full of snail meat over, "How do you think... how did Ji Zhi get so much money nine years ago? It must be a secret operation behind the scenes."

Cheng Yi heard the pause in his sentence, and couldn't help laughing: "You don't have to be so sensitive, you can divide the inheritance as you like, it's been so many years, it's okay."

Fang Hengzhi didn't follow his will, but replied seriously: "But I don't want you to be sad."

This straight ball hit Cheng Yi's head in a daze.

He always felt that this person's behavior and attitude had become strange since he just said those things.

But before he could think too much, Fang Hengzhi went on to say: "Among the seniors I know are law-students, they seem to be quite awesome. If you need it, I can let him operate it, not only let Ji Zhi take care of you. Grandpa's medical expenses, maybe he can get back a fortune."

This is indeed very exciting, but Cheng Yi still hesitated: "Will it be too much trouble for your senior?"

"Their lawyers also need to accumulate experience." Fang Hengzhi said it with confidence, as if he really thought about his senior, "It just so happens that he just graduated from graduate school, so he started from the grassroots."

Cheng Yi: "..."

That being said, it just doesn't always feel right.

However, after an hour of brainwashing by the person next to him, his heartbeat finally prevailed.

The moment he nodded, Fang Hengzhi quickly took out his mobile phone, found a number and broadcast it.

Cheng Yi couldn't help but wonder if this guy had been rehearsed because of his skillful movements.

In fact, he was half right.

It's just that Fang Hengzhi didn't rehearse, but called the other party as early as this morning, asked about the situation cryptically, and told Cheng Yi the method after getting a satisfactory answer.

He didn't want to promise empty joy without being sure.

Now that you have given it, you must give it in a practical way.

Moreover, the identity of this "senior who studies law" was actually fabricated by him. The real identity of the other party is actually Xu Jixing's brother Xu Jiyuan.

It is true that he just finished his postgraduate study in law at Peking University this year.

Just before today, the two had never been in contact.

It wasn't intentional to hide this from Cheng Yi, it was just because of this incident that Fang Hengzhi approached Xu Jixing on purpose, and he owed a lot of favors to ask for his contact information.

He didn't want Cheng Yi to feel too burdened after knowing this.

What he wants is not the other party's gratitude to him.

The matter was temporarily settled. The two discussed with Fang Zewei, and they planned to hand over the matter here to Fang Zewei. It was enough to tell Cheng Yi about the situation from time to time, and they still had to go back to painting quickly.

On the day before leaving, Xu Jiyuan came and had a short exchange with Cheng Yi. After understanding the situation clearly, he nodded very calmly: "It will be almost settled within a month."

Cheng Yi looked at this familiar face but couldn't remember where he had seen it. After expressing his gratitude, he was dragged away by Fang Hengzhi with a puzzled expression.

Xu Jiyuan raised his eyebrows with interest as he watched the backs of these two people fighting and walking away.

He touched his chin and called his brother.

"Is everything going well?" Xu Jixing's indifferent voice came from the phone.

"Successful, it's not difficult." Xu Jiyuan laughed, "Speaking of which, when you asked me to help with errands, I thought you liked this kid surnamed Fang."

"Him?" Xu Jixing's tone changed slightly. Compared with the usual emotionless, there was more than a little bit of yin and yang. "What is there about him that I like?"

Xu Jiyuan laughed for a long time: "Then why do you ask him to owe you a favor?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Look at them, aren't they almost done?"

Xu Jiyuan was surprised: "Isn't it already done?"

The other side fell silent again.

Just when Xu Jiyuan thought he had been hung up, Xu Jixing spoke in a dull voice.

"So I would like to ask for advice. He is obviously an idiot, but why can he be so fast?"

Xu Jiyuan was stunned for a long time, then suddenly bent down and laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"Fuck hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...Xu Jixing, you have today too?"

Xu Jixing sneered, and hung up the phone neatly.

High Speed ​​Rail Station.

"Ah Choo!" Fang Hengzhi rubbed his nose, took the Wangzai milk with tears in his eyes and began to drink it sullenly, "I'm choking to death."

"Drink slowly, don't choke anymore." Cheng Yi frowned and opened another bottle of Wangzai for him, "You can't eat spicy food, but you still have to buy chili noodles, what do you think?"

Fang Hengzhi sneezed when he smelled the chili, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes aggrievedly: "I didn't expect it to be so spicy, I thought the chili in the south was just a taste."

"Regional discrimination, you." Cheng Yi smiled and teased him, amused and distressed, "Why don't you order a new bowl?"

Fang Hengzhi struggled: "But I just took a bite of this bowl, it's too wasteful."

Cheng Yixin said that you, the rich second generation, are quite frugal.

With a headache, he rubbed his temple with his index finger knuckles. From the corner of his eye, he saw that his beef noodles hadn't had time to add chili peppers. He hesitated for a while, and said hesitantly, "I just took a bite of this bowl, or should we change it?"

When he said it, he regretted it.

This proposal might be a bit...

Fang Hengzhi: "Okay."

Cheng Yi; "..."

He looked at the opposite person with complicated eyes in a very good mood, and changed the positions of the two faces with tears in his eyes. After the change, he asked him with a smile: "You don't dislike me, do you?"

A strange feeling spread in his heart, but this proposal was made by himself, and Cheng Yi couldn't say much.

I can only shake my head: "I don't dislike it."

He saw Fang Hengzhi's smile deepened a little without a trace.

Cheng Yi: "?"

You are not right.

This trip, which is not considered a trip, finally came to an end. When the two returned to the early summer studio, it was lunch break. The results of the first monthly exam had been sent out for two days, and the report card was on the bulletin board at the gate. .

Unsurprisingly, Cheng Yi was still No.1, and Fang Hengzhi was more competitive this time, and took No.4.

After reading the results calmly, they returned to the dormitory.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a gloomy cloud,

The dormitory, which was supposed to be sunny, now has the curtains closed, and the dark environment looks quite intrusive.

Cheng Yi paused for a moment before walking in: "What's wrong?"

When the two roommates lying on the bed heard the sound, they got out of their comfortable nest in an instant, and rushed towards them as if they had seen the savior.

"Brother Yi!!! Dear brother!!!"

"Brother Fang!!"

"Fuck." Fang Hengzhi had just put away the bag, and was taken aback by this posture, and hurriedly pulled Cheng Yi to the side, barely avoiding the two bear hugs.

"Calm down, calm down, talk well if you have something to say, don't touch your hands."

Bao Rui looked at that resolute face, and said sadly: "Brothers, please help me! I only got 204 points in this monthly exam! I won't be able to learn!!!"

Si Yunan also wanted to cry, but said, "I'm not much better, with a score of 211, I really can't go to college with this score!!"

Cheng Yi, with a score of 281, frowned briefly after hearing these two scores, and then said in relief: "It's okay, it's just the beginning, and it will get better in the later stage."

Si Yunan despaired: "Principal Cheng, you don't understand, this score is really too low!"

Although the scoring this time is not based on the final standard, it is also based on the overall level at the current stage. It is just in the early 200s, which is indeed a bit low.

Bao Rui, a tough guy, is also a little emo at the moment: "You and Mr. Fang are 281 and 273... May I ask if you have any other worries about this score?"

"274" was looking at the exam papers of the two people in the dormitory. Hearing this, he turned his head and blinked, and said with a smile, "Practice more and draw more. I don't have much talent. Aren't they all forced to work overtime by Principal Cheng?"

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows noncommittally: "It's the same as saying I abused you."

Bao Rui was helpless: "Mr. Fang, you have a hook around you, we don't have one!"

Si Yunan also nodded meaningfully: "Yes, we are both alone..."

Cheng Yi sighed.

This kind of hidden hints are all for this sake, if he can't understand, his brain will grow in vain.

"Okay, stop bragging, you've let out all the rainbow farts. Come to the Academy of Fine Arts with a drawing board at noon to draw together?"

Seeing that the goal was achieved so smoothly, Si Yunan and Bao Rui immediately put on dog-leg expressions.

Bao Rui giggled and leaned over to squeeze Cheng Yi and Fang Hengzhi's shoulders: "I knew that Principal Cheng and Teacher Fang are great benevolent people!"

"Don't worry lame, you just removed the plaster cast, don't jump around." Cheng Yi looked at his limping leg with a smile, "Come on, the shift will be divided next month, everyone try to get in." Top 35."

Bao Rui: "...Brother, you really think highly of us."

Si Yunan: "...improved by two hundred, brother, you have confidence in our town."

Fang Hengzhi leaned lazily on the table, raised his hand and knocked on the table: "Okay, I have given up my time alone with Principal Cheng at noon, if you don't make progress, will you be worthy of me?"

Cheng Yi: "???" What bullshit are you talking about?

But Bao Rui and Si Yunan didn't know what they had realized, so they really glanced at Fang Hengzhi gratefully after hearing this.

Then he expressed his determination with high spirits, and went to his classroom with the sketchpad in his arms.

Before leaving, he left a sentence for the two of them: "It must be hard work on the road, you two have a rest at noon first! We won't bother you anymore!"

Cheng Yi watched them leave blankly.

Fang Hengzhi raised his eyebrows and nodded approvingly: "No."

There were only the two of them left in the dormitory.

Cheng Yi gave a "tsk" and looked at him: "What charades are you playing?"

Fang Heng knew it mysteriously: "I won't tell you."

Cheng Yi: "..."

He was a little upset, and he raised his foot to kick him: "Are you..."

Fang Heng knew that he was waiting for him to kick him, but when the opponent retracted his foot, he precisely grasped the opponent's ankle.

Cheng Yi twitched his forehead twice: "Let go."

Fang Heng didn't know what to do, and even rubbed the ankle bone under the fingertips with his thumb.

Cheng Yi: "!"

The slight touch magnified all over his body along the nerves, and he shrank his legs reflexively.

The result, of course, was not retracted.

Seeing that he was about to go berserk, Fang Hengzhi slowly let go of his hand.

With a chuckle, he stepped forward and buried his head on the other's shoulder, with a soft and gentle voice: "Principal Cheng, let's make a bet."

Cheng Yi resisted the urge to split the man's head, clenched his five fingers, and asked, "What are you betting on?"

Fang Hengzhi tilted his head, and breathed on the man's neck while speaking: "Bet on whether I can enter the top three in the next exam."

Cheng Yi felt his neck itching, and couldn't help but soften his voice: "Where's the bet?"

Fang Hengzhi half-closed his eyes, watched his neck gradually turn pink, and chuckled lightly: "If I get into the top three, you can tell me..."

Cheng Yi: "What?"

Fang Hengzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he calmly wiped away the cold sweat from his nervous palms.

He said in a hoarse voice, "tell me...do you like me?"

"If I lose, then I'll tell you."

"This bet, okay? Principal Cheng."

The author has something to say:

ah!Let's congratulate Fang Zai for finally getting up!