Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

What is more terrifying than a hysterical person who loses control of his emotions is a person who integrates pretentiousness into his habits and loses control of his emotions. This is the first time Fu Yuhan has seen Yu like this since he realized it.

To be honest he was a little worried.

I don't know what happened to him, or why he suddenly got angry.

Going shopping with Yang Fan wasn't that painful. If Yang Fan hadn't been sitting opposite him, he would have explained it to Wen Yu just now.

It was the way he was used to, and it might be a little sad, but only a little.

To be honest, with such a big body, even if he was injured while playing, it still hurts. Compared with this kind of fine needle-like pain, there is nothing higher or lower. Fu Yuhan feels that he is not so fragile.

It's just that the pain is more frequent at first.

After dinner, Fu Yuhan accompanied Yang Fan to the car.

Compared with him, Yang Fan had never seen what Wen Yu looked like when he was "in a bad mood", so he was a little more worried. Before getting in the car, he kept telling Fu Yuhan to contact him in case of any situation.

"Understood, I won't forget." Fu Yuhan couldn't help but pat him, "It's you, if you don't leave, why don't you just stay and study with me at night."

"...That won't work, I still have to buy the gift." Yang Fan said as he got into the taxi, "I'm leaving...cough cough cough, bye."

"Bye." Fu Yuhan said softly.

The corners of his slightly raised lips fell down quickly after the taxi drove out of this street, and the street lights in the distance cast a dim yellow halo on his retina.

...Why, like Wen Yu, she needs to keep a smirk in front of Yang Fan.

Fu Yuhan laughed at himself, turned around and walked back.

He didn't walk fast, and he was paying attention to see if there was that low-key and pretentious Maserati in the traffic heading towards No. [-] Middle School, but no, every car was in a hurry, and there was no Wen Yu in it.

Fu Yuhan's premonition was not very good.

After entering the school gate, he subconsciously quickened his pace and strode upstairs.

Ge Ran has already returned, the door of the Class [-] classroom is open, and many people are sitting inside.Fu Yuhan went in through the back door and took a look, but he didn't see Wen Yu's figure.

And now there are still about ten minutes before the evening self-study starts.

"Brother Fu? Why are you standing here?"

"Nothing."

Someone walked in behind him, Fu Yuhan came back to his senses, and made way for them. For some reason, he had an inexplicable feeling that Wen Yu might not show up tonight.

He was dazed for a while.

The teacher on duty hadn't come yet, Fu Yuhan thought about it, took out his cell phone and dialed again, but there was still a shutdown prompt on the other end.He put down the phone and walked towards Ge Ran's seat: "Ge Ran."

Ge Ran was reading a book, he froze for a moment when he heard the words, then quickly put down the book, brushed his temples, and smiled back at him: "What's the matter?"

"Has Wen Yu contacted you?" He lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Ask for leave or something."

"No?" Ge Ran said, "Why, do you want to ask for leave for him?"

"...Ah," Fu Yuhan hesitated, "Please one, he has something tonight, I don't know when he will be back."

"Oh, good. I'll make a note."

After finishing speaking, Fu Yuhan returned to his seat and sat down.

The few minutes before the evening self-study is the time when the students who go out to eat come back the most. Almost every minute the class becomes more noisy, except that the seat next to Fu Yuhan is empty.

When the class bell finally rang, Fu Yuhan suddenly lowered his head and glanced.

There are stacks of books and test papers on both sides of the dark table pocket, and a reflective bead lies in the empty gap in the middle.

He didn't take that lucky star.

Fu Yuhan suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of discomfort.

In the middle of the evening self-study, there was a ten-minute break after class. Fu Yuhan called again at that time, but he still couldn't get through.Yang Fan sent a message to ask about the situation, Fu Yuhan replied "he didn't come back".

Yang Fan: I also called him and turned off the phone.

Yang Fan: I can't help it. It's useless to find someone urgently. Let's talk about it tomorrow.

Fu Yuhan: Well, that's the only way.

——Is that the only way?

Fu Yuhan was a bit action-oriented, he thought about a lesson, but instead of going home after school, he walked into the community where Wen Yu lived.

He came frequently, and the security guards in the community were already familiar with him, and he let him go without much obstruction. Fu Yuhan walked to the door of Wen Yu's house familiarly, and knocked on the door.

No one opened.

Knock again, still no one.

"Where did you go..." Fu Yuhan frowned slightly.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that there were still many mysteries about Wen Yu. He could tell whether he was really happy or pretended to be decent, but he couldn't tell who his parents were, where his family was, and he didn't know where he would be. Which corner of the city to eat or quarrel with father.

Wen Yu never mentioned these things.

Once he voluntarily shuts down, he will be out of contact with his classmates.

Fu Yuhan sat down on the stairs in front of the door, thought for nearly 10 minutes, picked up his mobile phone and called the fourth brother.

This was the only person he knew who had a "beyond school" connection with Wen Yu, but the fourth brother also knew nothing about his whereabouts.

"Xiaoqi, that's it." The fourth brother was very lenient, "Don't worry, he will be fine... You don't know that this person has a bad temper? It wasn't the first day he and his father had a bad relationship. If you can't find anyone, wait until tomorrow, he will adjust himself... Me? I really don't know where his home is, he hasn't told anyone."

"...That's it," Fu Yuhan couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or not, and maybe he wasn't surprised, Fu Yuhan replied lightly, "Thank you, fourth brother, for bothering you."

"It's okay, and I didn't help much. What about you, go back to sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow."

"Ah."

Tomorrow will be fine...but will he really see Wen Yu tomorrow?

Fu Yuhan put a question mark in his heart.

Before leaving school at night, he specifically asked the students who participated in the competition. They had to set off with the school car early in the morning to go outside for a day of exams, and they probably wouldn't go back to school in the afternoon.

"Ouch! I was scared to death!" Suddenly there was the sound of the security door opening and closing not far away, followed by a female voice, "Young man, what are you doing sitting here! I thought it was haunted in the middle of the night..."

A middle-aged woman came out from next door to Wen Yu's house. Looking at her attire and the bags in her hands, she probably went downstairs to take out the trash in the dead of night.

"...I'm sorry, Auntie." Fu Yuhan stood up.Women of this age always reminded him of He Yan, and he was not very good at dealing with them, so he seemed a little cautious: "Do you know where this family has gone?"

He was referring to Wen Yu's family.

"I don't know, no one just didn't come back. Does that young man have another home? He doesn't come back every three days. The person who came to negotiate the contract when buying a house said that he bought a child as a school district house."

"Then do you know where his home is?" Fu Yuhan asked without hope.

"How do I know that?" Auntie looked at him speechlessly, as if he had told a joke.

"...Oh, thank you, Auntie. I'll wait and see."

"Don't wait, it's almost 12 o'clock, go back early, I don't think he will come back today." Fu Yuhan looks good, and the aunt looked at him a bit like looking at her son, and said a few more words, "Why don't you Did he call?"

"I called, but I can't get through." Fu Yuhan said, "It's okay, I'll wait, if I can't wait, I'll go back."

Seeing that she couldn't be persuaded, the auntie went downstairs to take out the trash. After a while, she went upstairs and saw Fu Yuhan still sitting, so she persuaded her a little more.

Fu Yuhan didn't move.

The wind suddenly picked up at night, so he wore a long-sleeved school uniform as a coat, and it became colder and colder as he sat on the stairs. Just as he was considering whether to go home, there was a sudden thunder outside——

It's raining.

Fu Yuhan: "..."

The pouring rain quickly wet the ground outside. From the window in the corridor, there were thick and dense raindrops at a glance. The concrete floor near the window was soon wet, and now he couldn't get out even if he wanted to. up.

Damn, absolutely.

Is it still too late to forcefully break into Wen Yu's house and sleep for the night?

Fu Yuhan shrank his neck, pulled the zipper of his school uniform jacket to the top, buried his face in it, and thought that if Wen Yu told him that he hadn't been wronged by his father, he would definitely beat him to death.

The rain lasted until dawn and the temperature plummeted.

After staying up all night, people will be more afraid of the cold than usual, not to mention that this day is not too good for him.When he came out of the corridor, Fu Yuhan sneezed three times in a row. Although it seemed that it was already time for him to go to school, he still went home.

There are Uncle Qin’s shoes in the entrance. He Yan was probably keeping watch in the hospital last night. The room was very quiet. Fu Yuhan tiptoed into his room to find a thick sweater, then went to Qin Xiaolu’s room and found it in the medicine drawer. He took out a mask and put it on.

As soon as he put it on, he sneezed hard.

Fu Yuhan: "..."

Terrible.

He waited for a while, but he didn't hear any movement in the big room. Uncle Qin should not have been woken up by him.When he had a fever last time, he still had some antipyretics left in his room, so Fu Yuhan went in to find a package of banlangen, came out with hot water and drank it, and then stuffed a few packets into his schoolbag before going out.

I wanted to take a shower, but it was too noisy.

Besides... He was afraid that the school bus would leave if it was late.

The morning self-study in the third year of senior high school started at 6:50, and the students for the competition would gather at 6:5. If Fu Yuhan hadn't always run to school after [-]:[-], it would have been difficult to get to the school car.

The campus was very quiet in the early morning, so Fu Yuhan went back to the classroom alone, and took out the glue ball from Wen Yu's drawer.

The meeting point is next to the fountain directly opposite the school gate, where there is a large open space.At about 6:15, a King Long bus drove in outside the school gate and stopped in the open space.

Fu Yuhan went downstairs ahead of time, and students from all grades in twos and threes had already gathered together, seeing Fu Yuhan walking over, they frequently cast their gazes.Fu Yuhan was a little awkward, and sat down on the edge of the flower bed farther away from them.

He was actually very sleepy, sitting in the corridor of Wen Yu's house all night with sore back and back pain, and it was raining and cold, so he hardly slept.

In fact, when the matter developed to this point, Fu Yuhan was a little bit on fire, even if he wanted to sleep, he planned to wait until Wen Yu went back to catch up on sleep.Moreover, the number of people gathered in the distance gradually increased, and everyone would glance at him when they walked by.

There is no way, Fu Yuhan is too famous in the school, and today the three graders who participated in the preliminary round of the competition gathered here and waited to start.

At 6:28, Wen Yu arrived late.

At his walking speed, it was estimated to be exactly 6:[-] when he reached the fountain, but he was on time as always.

Fu Yuhan stared at him from afar until his eyes met.

Wen Yu's footsteps obviously paused, he seemed a little hesitant, but he still walked towards Fu Yuhan in a few seconds.

"Why are you here?" Wen Yu lowered his eyes, looked at him condescendingly, and asked softly, "Why are your eyes so red, are you awake?"

Not to mention the bloodshot eyes, in fact, he has also grown a little beard. Although it is not too much and does not affect his handsomeness, he always looks a bit decadent.

Wen Yu swept his gaze and found that the school uniform that Fu Yuhan was wearing under the hoodie was also crumpled and dusty.

what happened?

Fu Yuhan had pulled off his mask a long time ago, raised his head and squinted his eyes at him for a long while, and then said, "What happened to you last night, were you arguing with your father?"

"...Ah, um, sort of." Wen Yu licked his lower lip, "I wasn't in a good mood at the time, I shouldn't have yelled at you, I'm sorry——Has Yang Fan bought a gift yet?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"I didn't go." Fu Yuhan stood up.

Seeing that Wen Yu appeared intact and in good spirits, he suddenly had nothing to say.After much deliberation, he took out the specially brought glue ball from his pocket and handed it over: "You forgot to take it, the game...Come on."

Wen Yu was taken aback, and took the gift.

Last night, he thought he would go back to the classroom after a meal, but he left this thing in the drawer, but he was in a bad mood last night, even though he thought of it, he didn't want to come back to get it.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yuhan would deliver it in person.

He's just... so good.

One night passed, and Fu Yuhan didn't know why he didn't torture himself enough to accompany Yang Fan to pick out gifts, Wen Yu's mood suddenly improved, but he was about to smile at Fu Yuhan, but he turned his head and left.

"Hey, Xiaohan—"

"I'm going upstairs first." Fu Yuhan raised his hand and waved, but without looking back, he walked into the stairwell with one hand in his pocket and without looking sideways.