I don't believe it, you lied [Quick Transmigration]

When the first ray of sunlight came in through the window, Fu Yucheng stretched out his hand to cover his eyes. Although he was blinded for so long and didn't even remember who he was, it didn't stop him from searching for the truth.

After eating breakfast at the gate of the No. [-] Middle School, Fu Yucheng picked up his schoolbag and went to school. The security guard at the gate almost dropped his jaw when he saw him. After arriving in class, Sun Yan was dozing off with two chairs together, and was suddenly kicked. kicked.

"Who doesn't have long eyes... Yu Cheng?" He turned over and fell to the ground in fright, rubbing his eyes in disbelief: "Am I dreaming that you came to class so early?"

"Move my chair back." Fu Yucheng didn't sleep all night, and his temper was on the verge of exploding.

Sun Yan hurriedly shut up, obediently moved the chair back, and even drowsy was scared away.

Fu Yucheng threw his schoolbag on the chair and fell asleep on the desk for the whole three periods. He didn't lift his eyelids until the bell rang for the end of the third period, and looked sleepily at the quartz clock.

Sun Yan was holding a basketball in his hand, followed by a few boys, seeing him woke up, he greeted, "Yu Cheng, next PE class, let's play basketball together?"

"Do not hit."

After Fu Yucheng finished speaking, he stood up, went to the bathroom and washed his face. When he came out, Sun Yan and the others were still waiting outside perseveringly: "Let's go, the physical education class is only once a week, how rare it is."

"Hurry up, Sun Yan, those people from Class [-] are already going to grab rebounds."

"Fuck, go!"

A group of people rushed towards the playground, Fu Yucheng frowned and pondered for a moment, then followed slowly.

It is very common for high school physical education classes to have two classes together. On the huge playground, groups of three or four are laughing and laughing, and it is easy to find a single person.

Fu Yucheng walked to the auditorium, shrouded in shadows, the book spread out on He Yang's lap suddenly darkened, he raised his head and looked around nervously, seeing that no one noticed that he relaxed slightly: "You didn't play with them?" basketball?"

"I don't want to fight today." Fu Yucheng sat down beside him, glanced at the open chemistry book, and said in a deep voice, "Reading under strong light hurts the eyes."

"I know, but next week there will be mock exams again." He Yang propped his head up, his loose school uniform slid down his wrists, revealing a white wrist and large bruises, which looked particularly glaring.

Fu Yucheng grabbed his wrist, his eyes were cold: "He hit you again?"

He Yang withdrew his hand silently, and tugged down the sleeves of the school uniform.

"Because you came home late yesterday?"

"There must be this reason." He Yang smiled brightly, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "I've been used to it for a long time, and besides, I'm going to graduate soon, and I can leave here after I go to university."

"I can take you out of here right now." Fu Yucheng blurted out with firm eyes, but the next second He Yang was laughing hard, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

He belatedly reacted, and now he has nothing but an alcoholic father.

"Brother Yucheng, if you really want to take me out of here, don't be at the bottom of the next mock exam."

Before the words were finished, the physical education teacher's whistle sounded: "Assemble——"

He Yang closed the book, stood up and said, "I'll go there first, next time we don't meet each other at school, lest we be found out."

No wonder the two attitudes inside and outside the school probably have something to do with his father. Fu Yucheng made a silent note in his heart.After the physical education class, there is a lunch break. In order to save time, senior high school students usually choose the cafeteria or the restaurant in front of the school. But when He Yang's father returned home, the situation may be different.

With a distance of more than ten meters, Fu Yucheng followed him out of the school. He didn't remember most of the things about He Yang, so he happened to find out his home address this time.

There were countless parents waiting to pick up and drop off their children outside the school gate, and there were far from enough parking spaces. He followed He Yang for a long time before finding the most conspicuous car among the crowd.

From the golden bookmark, it can be seen that He Yang's family background is definitely not ordinary. Sure enough, when the car door opened, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the driver's seat.

He is about 45 years old, his hair is combed meticulously, and he is used to putting on a hypocritical smirk on his face. Just looking at the surface, no one knows what kind of cruel heart is hidden under this pair of human skin.

He Yang seemed to say something to his father, but Fu Yucheng was too far away to hear it, and then both of them got into the car.

It happened to be a seat belt, and when He Yang looked up, he saw Fu Yucheng's figure through the rearview mirror, his heart tightened, and his expression was obviously wrong. He Rong started the car, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." He Yang calmed down, and replied with a smile: "Just now, two cars almost collided with each other, which shocked me."

He Rong sneered, and said sarcastically, "There are dead people all the time in this world, and you deserve it if you really bump into them."

He Yang remained silent, his eyes quietly watching the rearview mirror. Fu Yucheng stopped a taxi and followed them not too far away.

The taxi couldn't pass the gate of the community, so Fu Yucheng got out of the car and just met a group of people swiping their cards to enter the door, so he followed behind and mixed in.

The car came to a stop, He Yang got out of the car, glanced at the people not far away, and quietly made a gesture, Fu Yucheng stopped, and watched the two of them enter the door.

After the doorbell rang twice, He Yang's palms began to sweat, and halfway through the third ring, the door finally opened. A thin woman wearing an apron was covered in sweat and smiled cautiously: "Sorry, the range hood is a bit loud. Didn't hear the doorbell ring."

He Rong's face was gloomy, and it was rare that he didn't say anything. The father and son entered the door and washed their hands in the bathroom. Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired, thank you, auntie." He Yang realized that he had said the wrong thing just after he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and changed his words: "Thank you, mother."

"Sit down quickly." Mother He took off her apron, with a deliberate smile on her face: "Today is all your favorite dishes."

He Rong sat at the main seat, picked up a dish with his chopsticks, and the other two started to move. No one spoke at the dinner table, and it was very quiet.

After a while, He Yang put down his chopsticks and said in a low voice, "Dad, I'm done eating."

"Have another bowl of soup, you are too thin." He Rong could not refuse.

"But...it's going to be too late for school." He Yang focused on Fu Yucheng, stood up and said, "I'm going first."

"Stop." He Rong raised his eyes, like a raging lion waking up: "Drink the soup before leaving."

Mother He lowered her head and didn't dare to speak, she silently helped to serve the soup, He Yang took it with gritted teeth, and drank it in one gulp, regardless of whether it was hot or not: "I'm leaving, Dad."

Fu Yucheng was sitting on a nearby swing, he knew that He Yang would come down soon, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"What's the matter, your lips are so red?" Fu Yucheng lightly touched the corner of his lips with his fingertips, and joked, "Is there red pepper for lunch?"

He Yang sniffed, his voice aggrieved: "The soup is hot."

"He forced you to drink it?" Fu Yucheng guessed the truth all of a sudden, and frowned unconsciously: "Go, I will treat you as if you went to the pharmacy to buy medicine."

"No, it doesn't hurt too much." He Yang grabbed his sleeve and suddenly remembered something: "You are waiting here and I haven't eaten yet. Let's go, let's eat first."

"I'm not hungry. Besides, it's too late. I have to go to class in the afternoon." Fu Yucheng smiled, went out and hailed a taxi: "Go to No. [-] Middle School."

There were already students entering the school gate one after another, and the two of them got off the car and were about to leave. Fu Yucheng quickened his pace to catch up, and asked with a smile: "It's a shame for you good students to play with scumbags. ?"

"Don't make trouble." He Yang's eyes were wary, and he whispered: "I can't implicate you, and it's not like you don't know that as long as I get closer to someone, that person will be investigated in various ways."

"I'm not afraid, Xiao Yang." Fu Yucheng considered his tone, and said in a deep voice: "When I figure out the whole story, I will definitely take you out of here."

"Fu Yucheng—"

Sun Yan rushed out of the teaching building, shouted and waved, and said in a hurry: "Why are you still here, come with me."

"What are you doing?" Fu Yucheng was dragged by his sleeve and took two steps, and said impatiently, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't move your hands."

Sun Yan stomped his feet anxiously, glanced at He Yang next to him, and said in a low voice, "Your father, you're drinking crazy in Lao Yang's office."

"What is he here for?" Fu Yucheng's expression darkened, and he turned to tell He Yang: "You go back to class first, I have something to do."

"What's wrong?" He Yang looked anxiously at his back, and grabbed Sun Yan who came to report, "What happened?"

"Student, what does his family matter have to do with you, don't inquire about it." Sun Yan walked back with a sad expression on his face, turned his head and He Yang followed behind, squinted his eyes: "Aren't you... ...Is that He Yang from class six?"

"It's me." He Yang nodded hastily, and asked without hesitation, "Did something happen to his family?"

"It's something, but..." Sun Yan rubbed his chin and looked him up and down: "Are you familiar with Cheng Yu?"

He Yang pursed his lips, clenched his palms and said, "We are friends."

"Oh." Sun Yan nodded dubiously, and said in a low voice: "Actually, it's not a secret. Many people have seen it. Yucheng's father came to the school drunk to make trouble. No one can persuade him. The head teacher asked me to come and find him. he."

"How could it be so serious?" He Yang suddenly panicked, and then the class bell rang, and the students outside the teaching building hurried back.

Sun Yan remembered Fu Yucheng's instructions before he left, and waved his hands: "You go back to class first, and I'll go to the office to see if I can help."

When Fu Yucheng ran to Lao Yang's office, a group of school leaders surrounded the door. They were driving the students who watched the excitement back to class. Didn't go home, came to school to ask someone..."

"I see."

Fu Yucheng pushed aside the crowd and walked into the office. His father has been like this since he could remember. At the age when children of the same age got into fights and were taken back to education by their parents, he had already started to help this man clean up the mess.

Lao Yang has always had a hot temper, but there is nothing he can do about this kind of rascal. When Fu Yucheng entered, his father was sitting on the ground, holding Lao Yang's leg and refusing to let go, muttering: "It's you who taught my son not to Go home and say, where did you hide him?"

"Mr. Fu, can you get up and talk first..."

When Lao Yang was in a state of desperation, Fu Yucheng stepped forward without saying a word, picked up the glass of water on the table and splashed it on his father's face neatly. I froze in place.

Fu Chengjun was dazed by the cold water. He wiped his face with his hand, spat out a little more, looked up at the person standing in front of him, and grinned stupidly: "Son."

Fu Yucheng turned around and put the cup on the table, and asked coldly, "Are you awake?"