The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

At 06:30, Fu Mingzhi got up, took a shower, and shaved off his stubble.

He looked in the mirror, and there was a thin, half-finger-long scratch on his left face, which was slightly red, running down his jaw, and there was also a woman's scratch on the place near the collarbone, and the same on his arm, with heavy scratches. The place has a tendency to crack due to washing and washing.

Looking at these scars, Fu Mingzhi remained expressionless, and just took off his short-sleeved school uniform in the bathroom.

Fu Mingzhi has a habit of not changing clothes when he sleeps at night, and sleeps in whatever clothes he wears during the day. He has no pajamas, and he will change into clean clothes when he washes up the next day.

It is a habit left over from the past.

In the past, Wu Lan used to come home drunk in the middle of the night. She felt resentful, so she cried in the dark, cursed indiscriminately, smashed everything in the house, and then drove Fu Mingzhi out.

Wu Lan removed the locks of all the doors in the house. Fu Mingzhi has been like this since he was in primary school.

This situation continued until Fu Mingzhi graduated from junior high school. When Fu Mingzhi entered high school, Wu Lan stopped getting drunk, and basically did not go home for ten or dozens of days at a time.

Yesterday was the first time Fu Mingzhi saw Wu Lan in September.

He didn't know where Wu Lan was going, and he never asked. Fu Mingzhi said very little to Wu Lan.

Fu Mingzhi changed into his autumn long-sleeved school uniform, covering the scratches on his arms, shoulders and neck, before leaving the bedroom.

Fu Mingzhi is a very self-disciplined person. Whether it is on weekends or in class, he always gets up at 06:30, and it is not yet seven o'clock when he leaves the bedroom after washing.

Unexpectedly, he saw Wu Lan at the table in the restaurant.

Every time Wu Lan came home, she would come to him to quarrel. Fu Mingzhi was used to it, but Wu Lan never got up so early—usually she would sleep at home for most of the day, instructing Fu Mingzhi to cook for her. Before dinner, Wu Lan left.

Sitting at the dining table, Wu Lan had already put on her makeup.

On the table are toast, fried eggs, fried ham, even the sauce for sandwiches and sliced ​​pickles. Wu Lan is ready, like a normal mother, waiting for her child to eat at the table.

She was playing with her mobile phone, and when she looked up and saw the bedroom door opened, she put down her mobile phone and forced a smile: "Ming Zhi, wake up, let's eat."

Fu Mingzhi walked over to Wu Lan, and Wu Lan waved to him: "Come on, sit down and have breakfast, I made you a sandwich, do you want me to warm you a cup of milk?"

Standing in front of the dining table, Fu Mingzhi had no intention of sitting down: "No need."

Wu Lan's smile froze, she stared at Fu Mingzhi and said, "Sit down, I'll let you sit down."

Fu Mingzhi turned his eyes away instead of looking at Wu Lan, expressionless: "What do you want to tell me?"

It is impossible for Wu Lan to apologize for anything yesterday.

If Wu Lan was asked to say something she regretted, the answer would always be that one: giving birth to Fu Mingzhi.

Everyone owes her.

Wu Lan pushed the toast and fried ham in front of Fu Mingzhi, and tapped the table with her red nails: "Eat breakfast, stay with me at home this weekend, you are not allowed to go anywhere."

"I'll keep an eye on you at home," Wu Lan sneered, "If you want to go back to Fu's house, there's no door! If you dare to meet Fu An, I'll show you to death!"

Fu Mingzhi was silent for a while, and said, "I won't go to see Fu An, nor will I go to Fu's house, but I'm going to school today."

Wu Lan put on a fake smile: "Don't even think about going anywhere, just stay at home obediently until Monday, and I'll take you to school. From now on, you don't have to study at school at night, and you will be home on time after school at 05:30. Try it before you get home."

Fu Mingzhi lowered his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "I have an appointment with my classmates at school, so I'm leaving first."

He turned around and walked towards the door of the apartment. Wu Lan grabbed Fu Mingzhi's clothes from behind and pulled him back: "You dare to go! The white-eyed wolf has grown up and is disobedient?!"

Fu Mingzhi stood there quietly, he didn't want to see his mother's ferocious face, and he couldn't refute his mother's words.

Wu Lan was his mother, so it was useless to refute.

But Fu Mingzhi didn't like missing appointments, and when Wu Lan finished speaking, he insisted, "I'm going to school."

"Are you going to school?" Wu Lan didn't let go, "Okay, I'll go with you, I'll go wherever you go, I want to see who you're going to meet at school, aren't you going to school?" Wu Lan Stand up and push Fu Mingzhi, "Go, I will go to school with you now, don't try to hide anything from me!"

The powerlessness and boredom that I haven't felt for a long time surged up again. Fu Mingzhi restrained all his emotions and made himself sound calm: "You are already crazy. No matter what I do, you think it has something to do with Fu An. Fu An is mine. Father, I don't need to contact him, but even if I have an intersection with him, it's perfectly normal..."

"Shut up!" Wu Lan screamed, "Shut up! I raised you up so that you could find that dog named Fu?! Why didn't I strangle you when you were born? !"

She strangled Fu Mingzhi's neck and strangled him desperately: "You still dare to recognize him as your father in front of me, white-eyed wolf, do you still have a conscience?! No man is a good thing!"

Feeling dizzy, Fu Mingzhi pushed Wu Lan away. Wu Lan wanted to hit him, but Fu Mingzhi grabbed his wrist.

The boy is already 1.8 meters tall, a head taller than Wu Lan, even though his shoulders are still thin, he is still equivalent to a grown man.

There was no expression on Fu Mingzhi's face, as if he had been deprived of the qualification to express his anger. Wu Lan was suddenly startled by the pain in his wrist, and became frightened: "What are you going to do? How dare you hit me?!"

But Fu Mingzhi never went to see Wu Lan, but he couldn't hide his tiredness anymore: "Enough is enough, I'm leaving first, you rest at home for two days."

He walked to the door and closed it.

Leaving "home".

Like last night, a door cut off the wailing inside the door.

The entrance of the school library.

Zhou Qi was sitting on the doorstep. He came at 45:[-]—actually he is not a person who likes to arrive early, but in order to make a good impression on Wang Bagong and make him look more active in his studies, Zhou Qi came early.

Although it is a two-week weekend holiday, some students will choose to stay in school to study. Except for the canteen and the leadership office, all places in the school are open.

The library opens at eight o'clock, and Zhou Qi is the only student who comes to open the door early.

Looking at his phone, Zhou Qi waited from 45 to [-]:[-], and then from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-].

Although there were still 15 minutes of early arrival in the half hour of waiting, Zhou Qi actually waited for half an hour and was a little annoyed.

He didn't have Fu Mingzhi's phone number, and he didn't have any other contact information. He just waited here. Zhou Qi couldn't call Fu Mingzhi to ask if he was up yet.

It's not yet October, and the autumn coolness in Pingcheng has not yet arrived, and the sun in the morning makes people sweat on their backs.

Zhou Qi took a sip of water angrily, and was about to go into the library to study alone.

If you haven't come, then don't come. If you don't come now, don't look for him when you come later. He stays alone in the library all morning and goes home to play games in the afternoon.

Just as he was about to enter the library gate, a little classmate walked over from the corner of his eye. The leaves on the tree had not yet fallen, but the little classmate had already put on the autumn long-sleeved school uniform. Zhou Qi felt hot looking at it.

Zhou Qi squinted at him, with a half-smile: "The number one in the grade is here? Just woke up?"

As he approached Zhou Qi sharply saw a scratch on Fu Mingzhi's face, as if being scratched by a cat, but the cat couldn't scratch for that long - like a woman scratching.Fu Mingzhi glanced at him: "Sorry, I'm late, I just went to the classroom."

The first grader apologized, and said that he went to the classroom just now and came to study with Zhou Qi. Zhou Qi's anger almost dissipated, and he followed Fu Mingzhi to the library: "Aren't you hot wearing so much?"

"There is air conditioning in the library." Fu Mingzhi said briefly.

A woman tickled him—

Under what circumstances can you get up with a woman?

Fu Mingzhi had a fight with the woman?

Zhou Qi leaned over to look at Fu Mingzhi's face: "What's wrong with your face?"

He had already entered the library, it was only after eight o'clock, and there were not many people in the library. Fu Mingzhi didn't answer, and lowered his voice: "Don't talk in the library."

The two sat down by the window, Fu Mingzhi didn't have a schoolbag on his back, he said he went to the classroom, Zhou Qi saw that Fu Mingzhi had indeed taken some homework papers, with a pen pinned to it, as if he had just taken it from the classroom.

Coming to the library to study without even carrying a schoolbag, Zhou Qi flipped through the unfinished homework, thinking that this was too perfunctory.

Zhou Qi finished his English homework last night. Zhou Qi touched his math homework, physics homework, chemistry homework, and biology homework, and was dazzled in it.

I don't want to do either.

So Zhou Qi knocked on the opposite table with a pen, and wanted to harass Fu Mingzhi with a smile: "Which subject are you doing now? I'll do it with you."

"I've done my homework, it's extracurricular."

Zhou Qi: "..."

Fu Mingzhi said: "You do your homework first, and if you don't know it, you can ask me."

Zhou Qi moved his homework, sat next to Fu Mingzhi across from him, and looked at his paper: "Did you really finish your homework?"

Fu Mingzhi sat stiffly, Zhou Qi dishonestly turned his upper body to his side to flip through his practice questions, Fu Mingzhi could only stare at Zhou Qi's side face motionlessly.

Zhou Qi didn't touch him, just leaned over and flipped through his papers, but that strong sense of presence coincided with Zhou Qi's sense of presence when he hugged him from behind in the toilet.

Make every inch of your skin sensitive.

Fu Mingzhi didn't speak, but leaned back, wanting to stay away from Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi simply took a look and then moved back. He turned his face to look at Fu Mingzhi, and was about to say something, but he saw the scratches on Fu Mingzhi's collarbone under his collar.

Zhou Qi twirled his pen and laughed: "Do you have a cat at home?"

Fu Mingzhi: "No."

Zhou Qi was a little curious: "Did you have skin allergies yesterday?"

Fu Mingzhi lowered his eyes: "No."

"Then you are..." Zhou Qi was surprised, and kept his voice down as if he was talking about a confidential matter, "I promise not to tell anyone, which girl's boyfriend did you steal?"

"..." Fu Mingzhi was silent for a while, and said concisely, "What's going on in your mind?"

Zhou Qi pointed at him with the tip of his pen, "I was wondering if you stole the boyfriend of a female classmate and you were beaten up like this."

Fu Mingzhi's voice cooled down: "How much homework have you done?"

"I didn't write much," but Zhou Qi said confidently, "You were beaten up. For the sake of helping me study, if you have any troubles, I can help you find a solution."

Zhou Qi is not worried that Fu Mingzhi has a girlfriend.

This is a school danmei novel, after Xu Wenwen shows up with an ex-girlfriend, Fu Mingzhi can't find another one, right?

Fu Mingzhi said briefly: "No, you can do your homework."

Zhou Qi also wanted to say a few more words about the personal safety of the No. [-] student and Zhiguang of the class department. The No. [-] student stood up and said in a low voice, "I'm going to wash my hands. You do your homework first."

Fu Mingzhi went into the bathroom.

There is no one in the bathroom in the library. The warm yellow light is on, the floor is clean, the sink and mirror are clean, and the door of the single toilet is ajar.

He stood in front of the sink for a long time before carefully rolling up his sleeves and washing his hands again and again under the automatic faucet.

Fu Mingzhi didn't want Zhou Qi to see the scratches left by his mother.He had tried his best to cover it up, but he couldn't cover it up on his face. Those scratches looked like wounds that had festered long ago, with disgusting pus flowing out.

He didn't want Zhou Qi to know about his family.

Fu Mingzhi doesn't want Zhou Qi's pity, ridicule, disgust, or inconceivability.

He and Zhou Qi are classmates, he doesn't need Zhou Qi to sympathize with him, and he doesn't want Zhou Qi to think he is disgusting.

The sound of water splashing for an unknown amount of time, the toilet door was pushed open.

"Brother, why are you still washing your hands here?"

Zhou Qi opened the door and came in, just in time to see the number one in the grade was still washing his hands, he was surprised: "Half an hour, right? You wouldn't wash your hands here for half an hour..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Qi paused: "Wait a minute, why do you have scratches on your arms?"