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Chapter 31: Zhuang Fanxin is back!

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Gu Zhuoyan stayed at his grandfather's house until the last day of the holiday. On the afternoon of the 7th, he flew back to Rongcheng. The old man personally took him and Gu Baoyan to the airport. After changing the boarding pass, the three grandfathers and grandsons said a few words of goodbye, and they disappeared a few years ago.

Ladies first, Gu Baoyan said first: "Grandpa, I will miss you."

Gu Pingfang said: "Don't think too much, think about it once a half month is enough. There is no one to discipline you in Rongcheng, take the opportunity to play more and run more, pester your grandfather to ask for knowledge, the old man knows a lot of things. already."

After chatting with granddaughter, it was grandson's turn, Gu Pingfang patted Gu Zhuoyan's shoulder and said, "How about you, I don't need to worry about it when I was a child, it's reliable in business, as for other things, it's your own Let's see."

Gu Zhuoyan joked: "Aren't you afraid that I will cause trouble?"

Gu Pingfang said with a smile: "It's mediocre to follow the rules, it's boring." He stroked his palm, "By the way, your in-laws didn't let you say hello when you came back this time?"

Gu Zhuoyan said truthfully: "My grandfather said that there is no need for the two old widower to be so affectionate."

Gu Pingfang doesn't like to hear this. The old widower needs more humanistic care. He said generously: "Then you return to the descendants of Rongcheng and I will say hello to Lao Xue. The words are arrogant and cold, don't make me seem too warm."

It was getting late, and it was easy for people to collide with each other. Before leaving, Gu Zhuoyan covered Gu Baoyan's ears and confirmed next to the old man, "Grandpa, have you explained everything about my parents?"

The old man rolled his eyes at him: "You can't trust gravity, and you should trust your grandfather."

Gu Zhuoyan was completely at ease, hugged an old bone that almost broke Gu Pingfang, and led Gu Baoyan into the waiting hall. The knots in his heart were untied, and even his pace was much lighter than when he came.

Thick clouds were rolling outside the cabin, and there was no signal, but I couldn't help looking at my phone.

Zhuang Fanxin would occasionally call to say something trivial, annoyed, or to say goodbye after the promotion. Gu Zhuoyan is like a customer service, waiting 24 hours a day, Zhuang Fan is not happy, he comforts him, Zhuang Fan is happy, he follows the music, and his words become more and more clever.

The vision gradually became clear, and after seeing the familiar color block, the plane began to land. Xue Maochen came to pick him up, bid farewell to his grandfather and welcomed his grandfather. Gu Zhuoyan and Gu Baoyan accompanied the old man back home.

Xue Maochen said, "I'm afraid you won't be willing to come back."

Gu Baoyan was lying on the car window: "How come, I think Rongcheng is better, the gold and silver mountains at home are not as good as the green waters and green mountains of Rongcheng."

Gu Zhuoyan said, "I really want to eat the dishes cooked by Sister Hu."

The two brothers and sisters seem to have become spiritual southerners. Along the way, there are endless big banyan trees. They turn into the old alley, and the German shepherd sprints out to meet them. Sister Hu also leaned forward from the kitchen and called them.

There was a stack of newspapers in the hall, and Gu Zhuoyan asked, "Do you sell scraps? I happen to have scraps to deal with as well."

Xue Maochen said: "It's the newspaper of the small banker. You just happened to be back. From tomorrow, you can help him collect it."

I have to say that the family of three really loves reading and reading newspapers, morning and evening newspapers, gardening magazines, design journals, and the newspaper box has harvests almost every day. Gu Zhuoyan complied, walking the dog every morning to collect newspapers, and when he forgot to take the garbage bag, he secretly used the newspaper to pick up Bond's feces.

Gu Zhuoyan went to school pretending to be a gardening magazine. In the first physics class, he read the magazine with relish at the last table. It turns out that there are hundreds of varieties of roses, and the one grown on the northern streets is the most ugly.

Suddenly the teacher stopped and called out, "Qi Nan?"

Everyone looked at the third row, Gu Zhuoyan looked up, but inevitably saw Zhuang Fan's empty seat first. Qi Nan took a nap and jolted, stood up from his seat, and said consciously, "Teacher, let me stand."

The teacher said: "Have you been crazy during the holidays? School starts today, and you should have gone to bed earlier last night."

Qi Nan scratched his head and stood until the end of the physics class, lying on the table to make up for sleep between classes. The monitor moved to Zhuang Fanxin's position and said annoyingly, "Is the classroom for you to sleep? Why didn't you go to bed earlier last night?"

Qi Nan said, "It's not because of Zhuang Fanxin!"

Gu Zhuoyan just happened to hear it after catching the water, and couldn't help but glance sideways.

Qi Nan yawned and complained: "I was in bed at ten o'clock last night, and I was going to sleep after playing games for an hour. As a result, Zhuang Fanxin chatted with me. I couldn't refuse my child when he was out of the house. It's almost twelve o'clock, and it's one o'clock after I finish the game!"

Gu Zhuoyan quickly extracted some information, Zhuang Fanxin took the initiative to chat with Qi Nan, pestered him, and chatted for two hours. He took a sip of water, what can we talk about for two hours? It doesn't take that long to analyze the U.S. economy. Besides, why were you looking for Qi Nan, not him

The squad leader said, "Fan misses you."

Qi Nan hummed, "Why does he miss me?"

The class leader said righteously: "It must have been a lot of pressure during the game, so he called you to relax. You are too unlucky to be considerate of your classmates."

Gu Zhuoyan raised his eyebrows, looking for relaxation under pressure, shouldn't Zhuang Fanxin call him more? Okay. He returned to his seat, and gradually he couldn't hear the conversation between the squad leader and Qi Nan, and he didn't really want to hear it.

Although he and Zhuang Fanxin haven't tied the knot yet, why do they feel that Zhuang Fanxin has already gone out of business

Unexpectedly, Qi Nan came to look for him, yawned and asked if he wanted to play ball in the fourth physical education class, in any class, Gu Zhuoyan nodded. After physical education class, he went directly to the cafeteria to eat. Gu Zhuoyan just took out the meal card, and Qi Nan came to invite him to lunch again.

Two servings of beef jerky steamed, mung bean syrup, sitting facing the face.

After eating for a while, Qi Nan made an opening remark: "You and Zhuang Fanxin are neighbors?"

Gu Zhuoyan replied, "Well, an alley."

Qi Nan asked, "Do you have a good relationship?"

Asking these things for no reason seems to be interesting to a certain person, so first test the people who are close to that person. Gu Zhuoyan didn't raise his eyes and said, "It's good."

"Did you contact him while he was abroad?"

What, if I want to show off, Zhuang Fan is obsessed with contacting you for two hours? Gu Zhuoyan chewed the elastic fish balls, and his tone changed provocatively: "Of course, we talk on the phone almost every day."

With a bit of exaggerated rhetoric, it doesn't hurt.

Qi Nan was surprised, thinking how much it would cost, Gu Zhuoyan was a little satisfied when he saw that expression, he must have been stunned, don't think that if you and Zhuang Fanxin contacted each other and kissed at the same table, would you be able to kiss your prospective boyfriend

After that, Qi Nan drank the sugar water with peace of mind and didn't ask anything else. Gu Zhuoyan thought that the third party had been strangled to death in the bud. After eating and returning to the classroom to rest, Gu Zhuoyan put on his earphones and planned to squint for a while. He was looking for a song when Qi Nan came over and put a pack of biscuits.

Gu Zhuoyan asked, "Give it to me?"

"That's right." Qi Nan held a lollipop in his mouth, "I brought it in the morning, but I was so sleepy in the morning that I forgot."

Gu Zhuoyan said, "You can eat, I'm not hungry."

Qi Nan said: "Then you can eat it in the evening. My mother bakes it. It's low-sugar and no filling. You don't like sweet ones."

Gu Zhuoyan was a little confused: "You brought it for me on purpose?"

Qi Nan replied, "Yes, do you like milk tea? I'll treat you to milk tea after school."

Now it was Gu Zhuoyan's turn to look surprised, only Zhuang Fanxin knew that he didn't like too sweet biscuits, and Qi Nan's behavior indicated that Xiang Zhuang Fanxin had inquired about his taste.

but why

Gu Zhuoyan couldn't help but swipe, Qi Nan wanted him to play football, took the initiative to have lunch with him, brought him biscuits specially, and wanted to invite him to drink milk tea after school. Recalling the conversation at lunch, Qi Nan probed his relationship with Zhuang Fanxin, but if he was interested in Zhuang Fanxin, then the same table would love early love for a year.

Gu Zhuoyan stared at Qi Nan. Could it be that what Qi Nan liked was not Zhuang Fanxin at all, but him

This is not good!

Gu Zhuoyan pushed the biscuits over and said clearly, "Don't think about me, it's inappropriate."

"What's wrong with this?" Qi Nan pushed back again, "From today onwards, I will miss you."

Gu Zhuoyan's heart was turbulent, he thought he was enough to love and hate, but he didn't expect Qi Nan to be more bold and direct than him. He had to make it clear and refused, "Don't do this, I already have—"

"What do you have, don't you have Zhuang Fan's heart?"

"...You know that too?"

Qi Nan was in a hurry to make up for his sleep: "I know you two have a good relationship. It's not because he's not here, so he has already entrusted you to me."

Gu Zhuoyan was a little dizzy: "What's the situation?"

Qi Nan said: "Fanxin called me last night and said that you will be transferred soon, and he will ask me to take care of you while he is away. He also listed several items for me. You don't like too sweet biscuits, so I will accompany you to dinner at noon. Please drink milk tea and play ball together in gym class... Anyway, I agreed, and he came back with a double gift for me!"

Gu Zhuoyan was stunned in his seat, so Zhuang Fan was pestering Qi Nan to talk on the phone for two hours, just to let Qi Nan take care of him more? Everyone else was taking a lunch break, learning to sleep and sleeping. He looked at his watch. It was nine o'clock in the evening in Los Angeles. He put on his mobile phone and ran downstairs quickly.

He ran to the small corner in the west in one breath. Since the fight, few people have set foot in this small world. Gu Zhuoyan's breathing hasn't calmed down yet, but he can't wait to dial the number, pacing up and down the wall while waiting to be connected.

"Hello?" Zhuang Fanxin's voice came.

Gu Zhuoyan paused, only to realize that he didn't have anything to say. Time passed by and Zhuang Fan asked in doubt, "Hello? Gu Zhuoyan? Are you listening?"

"I'm here." Gu Zhuoyan was afraid that the phone would hang up.

Hearing the response, Zhuang Fanxin said, "Did you call at school? Don't let the teacher who changed class find out. You know, I was really in the same group with the French last round, but we made the cut. Go back to my grandparents today. Get something at home, my grandma has a sheepdog, and she feels so much smarter than Bond! It gives me slippers as soon as I get home!"

Gu Zhuoyan listened to Zhuang Fanxin's ramble, as if he could see Zhuang Fanxin's vivid expression, leaning against the wall, he finally knew what to say, and seemed to be unable to control his language nerves and blurted out - "Zhuang Fanxin, I miss you."

The phone was suddenly quiet, and Zhuang Fan responded bluntly: "Are you a little lonely at school? You can play with Qi Nan, he is very good."

A leaf floated in, Gu Zhuoyan leaned over and picked it up, staring at the veins on the leaf. He suddenly lacked confidence, what did Zhuang Fanxin like about him? Is he worthy of Zhuang Fanxin's love

"German Shepherd is also very smart." Gu Zhuoyan said, "When you come back, shall we train Bond together?"

Zhuang Fan said happily, "Okay."

Gu Zhuoyan wanted to ask, when will you come back? There was at least a month left, and he knew it well, but he couldn't help worrying about it, so he finally refrained from asking.

After school, Gu Zhuoyan bought this calendar at the stationery store in front of the school, crossed out one box every day, and waited patiently. Xu Shi became more and more nervous as the game got later, and Zhuang Fanxin received fewer calls, and only occasionally sent messages to tell him about the promotion.

At the end of the month, Zhuang Fanxin was going to the finals, the classmates and teachers cheered in the group, and Gu Zhuoyan mixed in with an encouragement.

Until the first Friday in November, the first class in the afternoon, Gu Zhuoyan sat down after answering the question, the phone vibrated, and he quietly opened it to see that it was the flight information sent by Zhuang Fanxin, the flight will be in half an hour. Take off after.

"Fuck me!"

The whole class turned around in shock, and Xia Wei threw the book on the podium: "Gu Zhuoyan, what's the matter with you?!"

Gu Zhuoyan's face was full of joy: "Zhuang Fanxin is coming back!"

Xia Wei roared, "You are so excited when you come back?! Are you still swearing in class? Get your book and go to the corridor to wake up!"

Gu Zhuoyan ran out to make a stand, always laughing, so angry that Xia Wei made him stand until after school.

The next day, Gu Zhuoyan asked the driver to pick him up at the airport early. He entered the terminal alone, staring at the exit, and at four o'clock in the afternoon, a group of passengers came out one after another, like a slow wave.

In the crowd more than ten meters away, Gu Zhuoyan saw Zhuang Fanxin.

He was in a sudden urgency, wanting to make the dull month's mind clear to the people coming and going, wanting to vent his tumbling emotions, wanting to shout loudly at the figure—

Zhuang Fanxin, I fucking like you.