Rooted

In his grade ranking, he ranked 300 out of nearly [-] sophomores. Fu Wensheng seriously thought about the possibility that what he picked up was actually a fool.

Although what class to take and where to take class, these are all in line with Gan Hezhi's wishes, but Gan Hezhi often falls asleep in the study.

This regular frequency was basically to the point that Fu Wensheng could see it once every three times when he raised his head.

Fortunately, Gan Hezhi himself realized that it was not good to go on like this, so he tied up his bangs, tied a red thread to his bangs, and then tied the red thread to Fu Wensheng's wrist, euphemistically saying, "Mr. study."

Fu Wensheng was forced to pay attention to Gan Hezhi often.

When Fu Wensheng tried to judge whether Gan Hezhi was thinking or in a daze with his cheek resting for the third time in one afternoon, Gan Hezhi's left hand supporting his chin softened, and he pillowed it on his arm, snoring softly.

Fu Wensheng had had enough, and pulled him violently.

Building 111 sounded like a prolonged scream of killing a pig.

After Gan Hezhi's drowsiness eased, his efficiency in class and lectures improved a lot, and his accuracy in doing homework independently also improved, so he excitedly made a test paper and handed it to Fu Wensheng for correction.

It's a pity that the result is still ugly, and it's a bit short of a passing grade.

Gan Hezhi stared blankly at the test paper for a long time, feeling completely sluggish.

Fu Wensheng couldn't bear to watch, so he asked Gan He to correct the answer first, and ask again if he couldn't correct it.Half an hour later, Gan Hezhi came with a small circle of test papers.

Fu Wensheng sighed, while doing psychological training for himself, "I have no requirements for Gan Hezhi's academic performance." While starting to give lectures to Gan Hezhi, he found that Gan Hezhi was very out of shape.

Gan Hezhi was still holding the pen in his right hand, and was unconsciously rubbing the corner of the test paper with his left hand. He picked up a thin, small scroll, unfolded it, smoothed it, and rubbed it again.

Fu Wensheng stopped explaining, and Gan Hezhi didn't notice it at all.

Fu Wensheng frowned and asked him what was wrong.

Gan Hezhi shook his head slowly, didn't speak, and held the pen again, the index finger knuckle was deeply sunken, but half a day passed without writing a word, and he didn't even read the question.

Fu Wensheng didn't say anything more.

He looked at Qian Hezhi and felt a silent confrontation in front of him, and he didn't like this kind of confrontation.He couldn't catch the end of the wool ball for a while, and he was a little irritable.

"I'm sorry." After about half a minute, Gan Hezhi spoke first.

Fu Wensheng saw his eyes were red.

"I'm sorry, I'm so stupid..." Gan Hezhi lowered his head in frustration, tears fell like a broken bead curtain, and his voice trembled, "Obviously I have learned it in school... My husband taught me again... But I still can't do it right...I can't do it right...it's been so long..."

"Hey." Fu Wensheng called out to him, but he didn't respond and was still thinking about it.

Fu Wensheng felt that Gan Hezhi had become delusional, so he called him again anxiously and seriously.

Gan Hezhi was startled suddenly, threw away the pen in his hand, and then pushed the book in front of him far away, "I won't study... Sir, I won't go to school either... I'll just stay here ... cook for you every day, okay?"

Gan Hezhi approached, stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Fu Wensheng's clothes, and looked at him with begging eyes, pursing his mouth, looking very pitiful.

Fu Wensheng couldn't tell what mood he was in, he just sighed for a while, and told Gan Hezhi, "Don't be angry."

"I...I...didn't...say angry words...it's not...not angry words."

Gan Hezhi blushed from crying, his neck was still stuck, and he was sobbing and speaking fluently.

Fu Wensheng took two tissues from the table and pressed them on Gan Hezhi's face.Do nothing but watch.Fu Wensheng had no choice but to pinch his face with his left hand, and folded a tissue with his right hand to wipe his tears.

Gan Hezhi remained silent, but the tears continued to flow.

Fu Wensheng had no time to change the tissues.

Only then did he notice that all the cracks on Gan Hezhi's face had healed before he even noticed.

Now Ganhezhi's face is red from excitement, and red from being wiped too much with a tissue, but there is no red from scars.

Gan Hezhi seems to be a person with a particularly strong healing ability.

Fu Wensheng was distracted, he flexed his fingers, scraped around Gan Hezhi's lower eyelid with his index knuckles, then reached out and pinched Gan Hezhi's cheek, as if to confirm the authenticity.

The touch of the hand is delicate and delicate.

"Even if you don't see results for a while, you still have to keep trying. No one can tell when the opportunity for change will come." Fu Wensheng looked down at his hand and said, "Everything is difficult at the beginning."

Gan Hezhi's mouth became more constricted, "But this is too difficult..."

Fu Wensheng laughed when he heard the words, and when he turned to look at Gan Hezhi, the smile on his face still persisted.

There was rarely such an earnest and long-lasting smile on his face, and he forgot to shed tears when he saw Gan Hezhi.

Fu Wensheng rolled up the wet tissue in his hand and threw it into the trash can, "You haven't rested since the holiday, have you..." Then he pulled the red thread on his wrist and said, "Don't cry, I'll take you out Play."

The author says:

Fu: There is a price to be paid for binding the red line with me, and the price is baldness.

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45, No.40 Four Sections

Children share secrets.

Gan Hezhi didn't seem to expect the topic to change suddenly, so he stared blankly at Fu Wensheng with a dazed expression, and opened his mouth slightly.

Tears hung on her rosy face, which looked easy to pinch.

Fu Wensheng pinched Gan Hezhi's face twice more, feeling his mood improved, so he handed over the initiative to Gan Hezhi, and asked Gan Hezhi, "Where do you want to go?"

As soon as Fu Wensheng let go, Gan Hezhi's face changed quickly, showing a few faint red fingerprints.

Gan Hezhi didn't seem to feel it, frowned and thought for a long time, and suggested uncertainly, "Movie theater?"

Fu Wensheng suspected that this was the only entertainment Gan Hezhi could think of.

Although Fu Wensheng seldom went to the cinema to watch movies, he still didn't know how to use his mobile phone to buy movie tickets, so he opened the mobile app, followed the prompts, selected the movie and show, placed the order, and got a QR code.

Gan Hezhi had never used a mobile phone to buy movie tickets, so he squeezed his knees into the six to seven centimeter gap between Fu Wensheng and the armrest of the sofa, watching Fu Wensheng's operations seriously as if he was pressing on Fu Wensheng's shoulders.

Fu Wensheng felt that it was too crowded, so he backed away a little, and Gan Hezhi followed up relentlessly, with the soles of his feet moving forward in small steps on the sofa, changing into the posture of a vulture squatting on a branch.

Fu Wensheng didn't bother to move anymore.

When they drove to the theater, Fu Wensheng saw the snacks on the counter, and remembered that the last time the four of them came to the theater together, Gan Hezhi seemed to have eaten the whole bucket of snacks by himself.

"Do you still want a platter today?" Fu Wensheng asked the people around him.

Gan Hezhi nodded, then shook his head again, "But don't use the big bucket, it's too much, I ate well last time."

He glanced at the popcorn buckets of different sizes on the counter, and finally pointed to the yellow row in the middle, "I want this, this one should be medium."

The shopping guide said, "Yes, you two handsome guys, this is the medium portion. But the medium portion can only choose a combination of two snacks, and only the large bucket can be combined arbitrarily."

Fu Wensheng glanced at Gan Hezhi inquisitively, and Gan Hezhi nodded at him. Fu Wensheng bought a middle portion and asked Gan Hezhi to stay here to choose which two he wanted, and he went to buy drinks and mineral water nearby.

Fu Wensheng finished buying both bottles of water, and Gan Hezhi was still waiting for the popcorn.The popcorn is freshly popped, and the sweet aroma of sugar and corn fills the lobby, attracting many people to look at the counter.

Gan Hezhi also stared straight at the popcorn machine.He seemed to have recovered from his depressed mood. He poked Fu Wensheng's arm with his fingertips, and said mysteriously, "Does sir know why I know this is medium?"

Fu Wensheng glanced at the "Large, Medium and Small" price tag hanging on the side, and then at the three rows of popcorn paper buckets in total, wondering why "I know this is medium portion" and why.

"I used to work in a movie theater." Gan Hezhi whispered proudly.

Fu Wensheng said "Oh", "Little laborer."

There are still 10 minutes before the opening of the movie, and it is not yet time to enter the scene.

They are going to find two places to sit and wait in the public rest area.Probably because of the school holiday, there were quite a few people in the cinema, and they managed to find two non-adjacent seats after walking around twice.

Fu Wensheng thought it was enough to have a place to rest.

However, Gan Hezhi insisted on waiting a little longer, and then walked around the area like a bee with snacks and drinks in his arms. He finally caught two adjacent seats. He took up the seat and started to go mad at Fu Wensheng. wave.

The faces of the two guests whose buttocks hadn't completely left their seats froze from the expressions of laughter just a second ago.

Fu Wensheng didn't dare to read on.

Gan Hezhi stuffed a popcorn into his mouth, chewed it twice, stuffed another Miao crispy corner, chewed again, took a sip of iced cola, and let out a refreshing "ah——"

Fu Wensheng turned his head to see if the independent seat just now was still there.

After entering the arena, the two went straight to the last row.Gan Hezhi took two pairs of 3D glasses, wiped them with alcohol cotton, and then returned one pair to Fu Wensheng, and put on the other pair by himself.

Gan Hezhi wore it for a while, then took it off, put it on again, then looked around with the glasses on, and then stretched out his hands in front of him like a blind man, groping randomly in the air.

Fu Wensheng ignored him at first, but later he saw someone walking by, and Gan Hezhi didn't seem to notice at all, so he could only quickly grab Gan Hezhi's hand, "Don't move around."

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