Who would have thought.
Life is probably always like this, not playing cards according to the routine, always giving you a sap when you are happy and proud, and also giving you a surprise when you are desperate and lonely.
For Zhen Yuanbai, this moment belongs to the latter.
No wonder my parents didn't receive a call from the teacher, no wonder Shi Bufan didn't complain to the teacher when he woke up.
He actually lost his memory!
This is probably the second good news Zhen Yuanbai heard after he was promoted to high school. The last one was when his parents agreed to change his name.
Shi Bufan forgot how he fell, so naturally he wouldn't hit him. Zhen Yuanbai's body, which had been tense since coming here, suddenly relaxed. No matter how hard he tried to restrain himself, he couldn't stop the joy in his eyes.
Under Shi Bufan's questioning eyes, he nodded vigorously, and solemnly emphasized with his heart beating wildly: "Really, I am your good brother."
His fingers hooked the schoolbag straps on both sides of his chest and rubbed them up and down. He felt uneasy because he was deceiving, and he also felt sympathy and guilt for Shi Bufan. After all, it was his responsibility for the other party to become like this, although he dared not admit that it was him. Yes, but more or less have to do something for others.
After thinking about it, he softened his tone a little: "What do you want to eat, I'll buy it for you."
Shi Bufan looked at him for a while, then slowly said: "Since you are my good brother, you should know what I like to eat."
Zhen Yuanbai's heart skipped a beat, Shi Bufan's eyes made him suspect for a moment that he had been seen through, he subconsciously smiled again, thinking that the devil would know what you like to eat, but he said neatly: "Then I will press You buy what you usually eat."
Shi Bufan didn't answer, Zhen Yuanbai tried to calm down, and touched his poor little heart as soon as he walked out of the ward door.
I hope that Shi Bufan will lose his memory until the end of the college entrance examination, so that even if he knows that he has hurt him and lied to him, he will not be able to hit himself.
With such good expectations, he jumped downstairs from the elevator and went to a nearby breakfast shop.
This is near the hospital, and there are everything sold. Zhen Yuanbai bought a cup of soy milk and paired it with an egg pancake. He racked his brains but couldn't think of what Shi Bufan usually likes to eat.
This is normal, after all, Shi Bufan has never eaten with him, and he has never seen him having breakfast in the classroom, and he often sleeps.
Zhen Yuanbai let his stomach go, after much deliberation, he decided to have a portion of soybean milk, fried dough sticks, steamed stuffed bun, egg porridge, eight-treasure porridge, three fresh noodles, and picked it up before returning to Shi Bufan's ward.
The teacher the doctor said hadn't arrived yet, Zhen Yuanbai breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that the teacher would ask him why he was here, after all, he and Shi Bufan were not on good terms, not even familiar.
He put the things he bought on the table of the hospital bed. Shi Bufan finally broke away from the uncle's posture and sat up slowly. He looked at the "rich" breakfast in the plastic bag on the table with doubts in his eyes: "These are all What do I usually like to eat?"
"Yes." Zhen Yuanbai said nonsense: "Look at you being so tall and big, you must eat more than others."
Shi Bufan looked over.
Zhen Yuanbai's legs softened when he met his eyes, he pursed his lips, and said: "Okay, I'm just kidding you, the reason I bought so many is because you are weak now, you need to make up for it."
Shi Bufan's head was covered with gauze, and he tilted his head slightly, looking very confused like a harmless large dog: "Is that so?"
"Of course it is." Zhen Yuanbai was afraid that he would ask himself something else, so he reached out and inserted the straw into the soy milk, handed it to his mouth to gag him, and said with concern: "Eat quickly, don't starve gone."
Shi Bufan was forced to stuff the straw, he took a sip, his brows furrowed instantly, Zhen Yuanbai had no choice but to take the cup back, "You, don't you like drinking?"
Shi Bufan asked back: "I used to love drinking?"
How would I know this kind of thing, I'm not your real brother, I'm a "stupid hat"!
Zhen Yuanbai said slowly: "I used to like to drink, you can drink five cups at a time without panting."
Shi Bufan: "..."
He asked Zhen Yuanbai: "Do you think I'm stupid?"
Zhen Yuan rolled his eyeballs to his serious and handsome face, subconsciously smiled, and before he could speak, he heard him say, "Get lost."
Zhen Yuanbai didn't dare to roll away, he grabbed his schoolbag and carried it on his back, just as he walked to the door, he saw a familiar person pushing in.
Ji Yanping is their class teacher, and every class teacher has a pair of piercing eyes. They can see through many things with a casual glance.
But now, Ji Yanping's sharp eyes have failed.
She couldn't understand how these two very different students got together. Shi Bufan has a bad temper and can't be provoked, Zhen Yuanbai is a coward, and it is normal for the latter to avoid the former like a snake.
Zhen Yuanbai came to his senses first: "Hi, teacher."
Ji Yanping glanced at Shi Bufan who started to scratch his neck, and asked Zhen Yuanbai, "Why are you here?"
Zhen Yuanbai said: "Yesterday he was injured, I called the ambulance, so I came to see his injury this morning..."
When Shi Bufan stopped scratching his neck, Ji Yanping's eyes suddenly softened, and she nodded appreciatively. I thought to myself that this child is worthy of being a model of top students in No. 1 Middle School. Not only does he have good academic performance, but he also has such a noble moral character. Not all students are willing to help others regardless of the evils like Shi Bufan.
"Then you are going back now? How did you come here?"
"I came here on an electric bike." Zhen Yuanbai said quickly. After finishing speaking, he approached the teacher again and explained in a low voice: "He has lost his memory. I was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable seeing me for the first time, so I told him, It's his good friend."
He was a little afraid that the teacher would leak his words, but in front of Shi Bufan, he didn't dare to say too much, Ji Yanping knew it all, and looked at him with admiration and admiration.
Zhen Yuanbai is really a good boy with rare qualities. He not only helps others, but also sacrifices his life for righteousness. He wants to make friends with Shi Bufan. Speaking of which, now that Shi Bufan has lost his memory, it is indeed a good time to lead him to "reform evil and return to righteousness".
She nodded, patted Zhen Yuanbai's shoulder, and said softly: "Good boy, the teacher saw you right."
As a No. 1 Middle School, Shi Bufan "can't afford to mess with him." Those who dare not mess with him are not only humble students and poor teachers, but also the pitiful and dignified principal. As long as he doesn't go too far, everyone will turn a blind eye. Now that this kid has lost his memory, if he can really take this opportunity to study hard, let alone all the teachers and students, he may be punctual. Thanks Zhen Yuanbai.
After all, Shi Bufan is not ordinary difficult to discipline.
Zhen Yuanbai had no idea that he had been entrusted with a heavy responsibility. He only thought that Ji Yanping was saying that he had a good heart. His face flushed slightly, and he lowered his head guiltily: "Then I'll go back first, see you, teacher."
"Hey, slow down on the road."
Watching the good children in the class leave, Ji Yanping turned to face Shi Bufan, suddenly surprised: "What's wrong with you?"
Shi Bufan's neck and face turned red, and her brows were deeply furrowed. She hurried to the doctor, and after an examination, she got the answer: "Soy allergies, you even forgot this?"
Shi Bufan looked at the needle on the back of his hand with a cold face, his expression unpredictable.
Sitting in front of him, Ji Yanping subconsciously spoke up for her good student: "Yuanbai also doesn't know...how do you feel now?"
Shi Bufan remained silent.
Even though his mind was blank, his personality didn't change at all, and he needed a beating.
Zhen Yuanbai sneezed against the cold wind. When he got home, his hands were already chilled. He rubbed the tip of his nose, and parked the little e-donkey in the living room. His parents had already gone to work at this time, so he ran over and knocked on it. Zhen Youyou's door: "Here's your breakfast."
Zhen Youwei looked at him with scrutiny: "Is the matter settled?"
Zhen Yuanbai thought why this younger brother was so annoying, he rubbed his nose again, and said unhappily, "You can't stop your mouth even if you eat."
Shi Bufan is a good person, but his brain is broken. Zhen Yuanbai is really touched, and God is too kind to him. He felt that he couldn't evade his responsibility no matter what. During the period when Shi Bufan lost his memory, he still had to take good care of her, and the medical expenses... also had to find a way to pay him.
Zhen Yuanbai was so happy that he made two papers in a row. At eleven o'clock, he made egg fried rice for himself and his younger brother with the leftover rice from yesterday, adding ham sausage and shallots.
He has always been good at cooking, but this is also what his father dislikes about him. Zhen Pingjin always thinks that boys should play football in group fights outdoors instead of being confined indoors.
Who cares, Zhen Yuanbai is enjoying himself anyway.
During the meal break, his cell phone rang suddenly. He looked at it. It was an unfamiliar number. He picked it up and put it to his ear in doubt, when he heard a trembling voice: "Good brother?"
"Ah... yes, it's me." Zhen Yuanbai picked up the bowl with one hand, avoiding his younger brother's sight, walked all the way to the stove and stuffed food into his mouth with a spoon: "What's the matter? Is there something wrong?"
"Come and find me."
Do you treat me as a slave and still be on call
After hanging up the phone, Zhen Yuanbai quickly pulled the rice into his mouth, handed the bowl to his younger brother, and then got on his little electric donkey and went to the hospital.
This time before he went in, he saw Shi Bufan standing at the entrance of the hospital. His eyes were fierce, his hair was messy on his head wrapped in white gauze, and his whole body exuded an impatient air.
As soon as he raised his eyes, Zhen Yuanbai swallowed his saliva. To be honest, he doesn't want to be responsible for Shi Bufan now. This guy is really scary.
Shi Bufan walked towards him with his long legs. Zhen Yuanbai saw the blood on the back of his hand, which had already soaked the white tape and dripped into the palm of his hand. He hurriedly pulled out two paper towels from the front of the electric car: "Hold it down quickly and wipe it off."
Shi Bufan stretched out his hand, frowning as if he could kill a fly: "You press it for me."
Zhen Yuanbai glanced at him, raised his hand to hold the pinhole for him, Shi Bufan half-closed his eyes and looked at him, Zhen Yuanbai was frightened, his eyelashes trembled, wiped his hands with a tissue, and whispered: " Did you come to me for something?"
"Aren't you my good brother? If you don't look for me, who can I look for?"
Zhen Yuanbai let go of his hand, glanced at him guilty, and found some red spots on his neck and face, he was a little confused, just about to speak, when Shi Bufan suddenly raised his long legs and stepped behind him: " Walk."
Zhen Yuanbai hurriedly stabilized the handlebar, "Go, where are you going?"
"your home."
"My house is not... too convenient."
I don't know if it's painful or annoying, Shi Bufan's voice is hoarse: "Why is it inconvenient for my good brother?"
"My brother is at home, doing homework."
"Afan?" A woman suddenly ran out of the hospital door, and she panicked, "Where are you going?"
Before Zhen Yuanbai could react, his waist was patted suddenly, and Shi Bufan's lips moved close to his ear, threatening: "If you don't leave, I will beat you to tears."
Zhen Yuanbai was instantly like a horse that had been slapped, swaying left and right on the road.
The author has something to say:
Yuan Yuan: I don't want you to come to my house.
Brother Shi: The good brother who promised to wear a pair of pants