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On the day of returning home from the monthly vacation, Fang Haisheng brought He Hui, mother and daughter, to pick Fang Zhi up.

"Uncle, just do your work, I can go back by myself." Fang Zhi got into the back seat of the car, and Li Zhihe, who had been waiting early, immediately came over and handed him a candied haws in the shape of a snowman.

"Pick you and our family to buy some food together." Fang Haisheng observed Fang Zhi's expression from the rearview mirror, and he was relieved when he saw that he didn't react much, and then continued, "I'm afraid you won't be able to eat well at school, why don't you eat?" Auntie said that she cooks herself and makes up for you... Hey, why are you filming me?"

He Hui ignored Fang Haisheng's pretentious inhalation and screaming of pain, turned her head and looked at Fang Zhi with a smile: "Xiao Zhi, just tell me what you want to eat, I can't guarantee anything else, Auntie is still confident in cooking skills .”

Fang Haisheng chimed in: "Aunt He used to be a chef, and you can do everything, so just... Hey, why are you shooting me again... Don't move, I'm driving..."

Li Zhihe giggled while watching the interaction between the two in front.

Fang Zhi had the sweet strawberry at the top of the candied haws skewer in his mouth, and his eyes couldn't help being tainted with a smile.

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun on the edge of the city, warm orange bursts into the car window, drawing out the warm side of the neat family in the car.

Like a warm oil painting.

After dinner, Fang Zhi walked back to his room, and among the various tutorial books on the second shelf, he found the harmonica he hadn't used for a long time.

There are too many books and odds and ends on his bookshelf. If Xu Xie hadn't reminded him, he would never have remembered that his harmonica was placed in this place.

Obviously she was very precious before.

The harmonica is placed in the harmonica case. It can be seen that it has been well maintained before. Except for a little dust on the surface, there is no scratch or rust.

Fang Zhi wiped the harmonica clean, and tried to play a note.

This sound opened the gate of memory, and he moved his fingers and mouth almost subconsciously, playing a tune whose name he had long forgotten.

At the end of the song, Fang Zhi felt a strange sense of satisfaction filling his heart.

It's hard to describe this feeling. If I insist, it's a bit like the relief and excitement of regaining it.

He searched the score of the piece that Xu Xie gave him on the Internet, and was about to play it when he caught a glimpse of the door of his room being pushed open at an unknown time, and a small round head was swinging through the crack Shake away.

It's Li Zhihe.

Seeing her timid look, Fang Zhi was a little helpless: "What are you hanging around the door? Come in if you want."

After getting permission, Li Zhihe cautiously opened the door with his shoulder, and then stood at the door holding a bowl of cherries, not daring to go any further.

In, but not quite in.

Fang Zhi lowered his head to look at the score and then raised his eyes. Seeing Li Zhihe who was frozen at the door like a door god, he was even more helpless: "I don't need you to watch the door here. Come in quickly and sit on the chair."

Li Zhihe instructed one action after another, sat on the chair and stared blankly at Fang Zhi who was sitting on the bay window.

The two looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes for a while, and finally laughed together.

"This is really..." Fang Zhi coughed lightly and stopped laughing, "Are you staying here today?"

He meant to care, but the little girl seemed to be mistaken, her face flushed, and she waved her hands eagerly to explain: "I was planning to go back, but Uncle Fang said it was too late, so he let us stay here for one night Just one night, and I will go back tomorrow morning."

Fang Zhi's heart ached from the little girl's eagerness to explain, and he hurriedly comforted him clumsily, "It's nothing...you...cough, if you have nothing to do in the future, you can come and walk with Aunt He more often, anyway, the room is reserved for you. "

The little girl on the opposite side was stunned for a few seconds, and after digesting the hidden meaning of the words, she suddenly grinned and said "hmm".

After the little girl relaxed, she became more courageous. She moved to the bay window and handed the cherry she had been holding to Fang Zhi, her eyes fell on the harmonica in his hand: "Brother Fang, can you play the harmonica?"

"Well, I studied for a few days in junior high school." Fang Zhi said.

"I just heard it at the door. It's blowing well."

"It's not difficult, and it's quick to learn." Fang Zhi played a section according to the score on his phone.

The airflow hits the reed, and the sound made by the vibration of the reed has a metallic whine, which is unique and textured.

After blowing, he picked out a cherry from the bowl and put it in his mouth.Looking quietly at Li Zhihe from the end of his eyes, seeing the admiration on the little girl's face, Fang Zhi suddenly felt the joy of having a younger sister.

Vanity was at the root of it, and in the following time, the young boy surnamed Fang introduced all his skills to Li Zhihe in all aspects.

"I can play basketball... no, no, not to mention 90.00% hits, let's say [-]%."

"That guitar, it's okay to play two pieces of music... Oh, it's so-so."

"This jigsaw puzzle is the hardest in their store, but I don't think it's too difficult... I'll let you play with it."

Little Li Zhihe looked at Fang Zhi with sparkling eyes and said this and that to her, nodding his head from time to time and saying "wow", very flattering.

Fang Zhi was flattered by her, and the person who was always quiet was now like a chatterbox, talking non-stop.

It wasn't until He Hui came to find Li Zhihe who had disappeared with a cherry, that Fang Zhi could barely stop talking about Hot Blood Comics.

"What are the two of you talking about? They've been talking for so long." He Hui knocked on the door, and after getting her consent, she pushed open a crack in the door, her posture was exactly the same as that of Li Zhihe before.

She looked at the two of them with a smile: "It's almost eleven o'clock, it's time to go to bed... Well, Xiao Zhi, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning? Auntie will make it for you in the morning."

"I can do anything." Fang Zhi replied, turned around and handed the puzzle that Li Zhihe had agreed to play with to the little girl, "Let's go, go to sleep."

"En." The little girl hugged the puzzle, said goodnight to Fang Zhi, and followed He Hui out.

The door of the room was closed with a "clack". After cleaning the room, Fang Zhi did two test papers. At nearly 12:30, he received a WeChat message from Xu Xie.

[Big brother Xu]: Panda knocks on the door.jpg

[FZ.]: Why?

[Brother Xu]: Why haven't you slept yet?

[FZ.]: Then why are you still awake?

[Big brother Xu]: [picture]

[Brother Xu]: Lao Zhong is not a man.

The picture is the test papers spread all over the table.

Fang Zhi stretched, leaned back in the chair relaxedly, and called Xu Xie.

The connection on the other side was quick, and in less than a second, Xu Xie's slightly hoarse voice was sent to Fang Zhi's ears along with a slight electric current.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Zhi curled his lips slightly: "I would like to send condolences to the comrades who are still struggling hard at night."

Xu Xie chuckled lightly.

As if being scratched lightly by something, Fang Zhi suddenly felt a little itchy at the tips of his ears, so he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed it.

Xu Xie on the other end was still teasing him: "Thank you Comrade Fang for your kind condolences... But by the way, why is Comrade Fang still up so late?"

Fang Zhi held a pen between his fingers, and while reading the questions on the test paper, he replied lazily, "I'm making a strategic plan for the battle of thousands of troops in a year's time."

"That's it..." Xu Xie said, "Is there any chance of winning?"

"I can definitely win." Fang Zhi wrote the answer on the test paper, "I promise you will see me first when the victory comes."

"Okay." Xu Xie said with a smile in his voice, "We will work together and see you at Z."

As soon as he arrived at school the next afternoon, Fang Zhi was caught by the sharp-eyed Xu Xie and abducted to the student union before he even had time to put down his schoolbag.

It wasn't until he walked in front of the president of the student union and heard Mr. Xu start talking about his bold idea that Fang Zhi recovered from his bewildered state.

He thought that the president of the student union was the person in charge of the whole farewell party anyway, and he would not let Xu Xie fool around. Who knew that he was not a serious person. After hearing Xu Xie's thoughts, he didn't even think about it, so he just made a decision. , and said that if Xu Xie needed manpower, he would lend it to him.

Fang Zhi: "..."

I am numb to this world that I can't fit into.

but……

Fang Zhi touched the harmonica case inside the schoolbag.

... I'm not too serious myself.

I thought this matter would be over like this, but when they reached the teaching building, Xu Xie didn't go back to her classroom, but followed Fang Zhi to Class [-].

"What are you doing?" Fang Zhi looked at him warily.

"Go mobilize."

"...You go back to your class to mobilize, why are you following me?"

"No, I'm going to mobilize the fourth class." Xu Xie kept on walking, and said with righteousness, "Your class is more friendly."

The big bosses in the first class, the regular customers in the fourth class, the key is that no one felt wrong, even when Xu Xie walked into the fourth class, a lot of people surrounded him and asked him questions.

Xu Xie is gentle and courteous, and treats people kindly. While answering questions online, he promotes his bold idea and sincerely invites everyone to join his team.

At first, this matter did not attract too much attention from everyone, Fang Zhi still felt a little relieved, thinking that his classmates were still very serious, and then ten minutes later, he saw Jiang An, who was sweating all over the court after playing, came from the corridor He rushed into the classroom and went straight to Xu Xie.

...It's over, here comes the unscrupulous one.

Fang Zhi felt that Xu Xie and Jiang An were very similar in some respects.

For example, they all have a kind of appeal.

The only difference is that the former relies on strong strength and friendly attitude, while the latter relies on an eloquent mouth.

Seeing that Jiang An and Xu Xie hit it off, they joined forces and began to fool their classmates. The two of them gradually formed a circle around them. Fang Zhi knew that there was no room for change, so he silently took a picture of the grand occasion over there. Retracted into his seat.

With this shrinking, he faced Chen Mushu's haggard side face, looking at the crowd.

Ever since this man blew himself up in Zhao Shishi's class that he had a girlfriend, he has received condolences from all sides every day.

At first, the classmates and Zhao Shishi would occasionally joke a few words, but then somehow, this matter reached Lao Du’s ears. He was full of curiosity about the girl who could make Chen Mushu change his learning attitude. I took the time alone to have a long heart-to-heart exchange with Chen Mushu.

That conversation not only allowed Lao Du to discover the identity of the girl, but also let him know all the stories between the two since they met.

"Not bad, not bad! This is how your love at this time should be! Pure passion, able to drive each other!" Lao Du fully affirmed this relationship at the time.

Then, less than a day later, Lao Du shared this matter with the teachers of the entire second grade group with an inexplicable sense of pride that "my child has finally achieved success".

Then spread it to ten, ten to a hundred, and Chen's client became the key gossip target of the entire second year of high school without knowing anything.

Classmate Chen, who just wanted to have a quiet relationship, couldn't stand it anymore, and he seemed quite depressed.

Fang Zhi still understands this feeling of being overly concerned, although the cause is different.

He followed Chen Mushu's gaze, paused for a few seconds on the smiling Xu Xie in the middle of the crowd, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "On the day of the farewell party, if your girlfriend is free, you can bring her to perform with us." Bar."

Hearing this, Chen Mushu turned his head and stared at Fang Zhi suspiciously.

"They're just too idle, and there's nowhere to vent their curiosity. Since they want to watch it, let them watch it openly, so that it won't attract too much attention." After Fang Zhi explained, he was afraid that he might be worried, so he comforted him. Added resolutely, "Anyway, you didn't do anything wrong, did you?"

The young boy thought he was thoughtful, so Chen Mushu should have been touched, but after a few seconds, his brain circuit was abnormal, and he asked him weakly, "Brother Fang...so you participated in that performance?"

Fang Zhi: "..."

Don't ask, asking is forced.