The evening wind blew the broken hair on the boy's forehead, revealing the hidden brow bone and the small scar on the forehead, which was smashed by Chi Yu with a small stone when he was a child. That should be Chi Yu's first time seeing blood, the eyes that he used to hold openly drooped down instantly, and the dark eyes were full of panic.
Chen Yifang stood at the school gate and said something to Lin Jing. She avoided Lin Jing's eyes from beginning to end, and put her hands and fingers in front of her, with an embarrassment that people could not ignore. Fu Jianguo was far away, the black jacket was the police uniform that had not had time to take off, and the cigarette between his fingers was burning slowly.
There are already many cigarette butts under his feet, some of which have not been extinguished.
Not knowing what Lin Jing said, Chen Yifang nodded repeatedly but said nothing. Before leaving, Lin Jing reached out and patted her shoulder, probably to give the woman some comfort.
Chi Yu stood behind the wall and watched Chen Yifang walk straight in front of Fu Zhian and get into the car. Fu Jianguo took his last puff and turned to leave. Just after taking a few steps, he turned back, bent down, picked up the cigarette butts scattered on the ground, and put them in his pocket.
It wasn't until the silver car completely disappeared from sight that Chi Yu walked out from behind the wall. He walked to the place where Fu Zhiyu was standing just now and stared blankly for a long time.
Chi Yu doesn't have the habit of taking the bus. Now he is standing at the coin slot, and he can't find any change in his pocket. Impatiently, he took out a red note from his wallet and threw it in. The driver walked in without looking back when he saw him, shouting that he would not ask for money.
There was an unpleasant smell in the air, a mix of food and pungent aromas. The bus shaking made people dizzy, but Chi Yu's brain was inexplicably clear. Things that I couldn't remember clearly before seemed to come up, like tearing off the plaster stuck to the skin, making people frown.
Fu Zhian's grades were surprisingly good, but he went to the second middle school, the same school as himself. When he was forced to participate in the sports meeting, there was another Fu Zhiyan in the cheerleader team of all girls. He swayed the bunting in his hand lightly, and his eyes fell lightly on him.
Every time he was blocked in the office to write an examination, Fu Zhian would appear soon after, sitting on the other side to help the teacher change the homework, and the change would last for an afternoon.
Such a moment gradually became clear, and the strong and straightforward thoughts made people feel hot in their eyes. Chi Yu stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes but never put it down, until the station name sounded on the radio, he pressed his eyes and got out of the car.
The street lamp stretched the boy's figure so long, he stopped a few steps away from the door and looked at the white figure by the door.
"Is this the return of the wanderer?" The girl's ending was long, she tilted her head and smiled at him, her face innocent.
Chi Yu stood there and didn't move. He opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Is something wrong?"
The girl didn't mind his indifference at all. Instead, she walked over to grab his arm, tilted her head and said with a smile, "It's nothing, just come and see how much my brother can lose."
"Today your head teacher called Dad."
"I took it."
Chi Yin turned around, walked to the door and patted it twice, raising her eyebrows to look at him.
The boy turned on the light, went to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of Coke and took two gulps. He leaned against the wall and looked at Chi Yin who was looking around. She walked to the dining table, smacking her lips at a meal that didn't move her chopsticks.
Seeing that Chi Yu's expression became more and more impatient, she squeezed a piece of beef into her mouth and said vaguely, "Your class teacher didn't say anything when he called, just let Dad go there when he was free. School."
"It's not a small matter this time." Chi Yin licked her fingers and looked at him with a half-smile. The First Affiliated High School didn't even close one eye to Chi Yu, but almost closed both eyes. Every time I call Chi Yuedi, I can explain the matter in a few words, and then I can receive a sponsorship fee not long after I hang up.
But this time, Chi Yuedi had to go to school.
"You beat someone to death?" Chi Yin looked at Chi Yu's face, and took a long time to speak.
"No."
Chi Yin breathed a sigh of relief, she flattened her mouth, and reached out to eat another piece of beef, but she suddenly thought of something.
"You and that surnamed Fu were found out?"
The air seemed to freeze in an instant, and the boy's fingers clenched unconsciously while holding the can. He was stunned for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "How do you know..."
Chi Yin suddenly wanted to laugh when she met Chi Yu's wet eyes, and she leaned against the dining table with her arms folded on her chest.
"He almost wrote it on his face." She paused, then continued: "When you were with him, he never took his eyes off you."
Maybe thinking that this is too warm, Chi Yin added another sentence.
"Like a lunatic."
Chi Yu slept very badly at night, the blackness at the moment was frightening, and the originally fair skin was now morbidly pale. As soon as he arrived in the classroom, he lay on the table, motionless. Until someone sat down beside him and stroked his forehead with the back of his hand.
"sick?"
The boy gently pushed his hand away, making an inaudible noise.
Fu Zhiyan retracted his hand and didn't speak again, until the gym class, when everyone in the class packed up and went downstairs, only the two of them were left, and Wang Xiao, who was covering his stomach in the front row.
Wang Xiao looked at the paper on the table in disbelief. He followed the man's school uniform sleeve and looked up, meeting the boy's calm eyes.
"Go outside and copy."
The palm of his hand covering his stomach was slightly sweaty, Wang Xiao coughed a little awkwardly, he slowly sat up straight, and said embarrassingly, "A scholar is a scholar, just stare at the back of my head and know that I want to copy my homework."
Fu Zhian looked at him blankly. Wang Xiao also had eyesight. He quickly packed up his schoolbag and lifted his legs and walked out.
Almost as soon as Wang Xiao closed the door, Fu Zhiyan walked to Chi Yu in three or two steps, grabbed his wrist and forced him to raise his head. The boy's pale face was unexpected, Fu Zhieu's breathing stagnated, and the strength in his hands involuntarily lightened.
"Those clichés don't suit you." Fu Zhian spoke very fast, he stared at Chi Yu for a moment, not letting go of any emotion in his eyes.
"Don't tell me shit like breaking up for my own good."
"I won't be fine after the breakup."
"You don't want to transfer either."
The ups and downs of the boy's chest are getting bigger and bigger, and his tone is obviously strong, but with a slight trembling. He twitched the corners of his mouth to hide the despair and humility in his eyes.
"When did you fall in love with me?"
Fu Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and he blurted out almost without thinking.
"When I saw you for the second time."
"Because the first time I saw you, your face was so stinky."
Wang Xiao squatted outside the door biting his pen and thought for a long time. He really didn't understand how Fu Zhian wrote a formula from the first step and then got the answer. He planned to go in and ask. Through the gap in the curtain, he saw two teenagers hugging each other.
It was a sincere and eager hug that made people unable to look away.
The boy outside the door touched the back of his neck. He turned around and stood in front of the window, blocking the window tightly with his body, biting his pen and writing a solution in the blank space.