When Chi Yu carried Fu Zhian to the door of the familiar family home, he was locked by a fat man's neck. From a distance, he thought that high school students were being robbed by criminals in the street.
"Hahahaha, it's been a long time since Xiaochi, yo grow taller again!" The man's hearty laughter was almost crippled by Chi Yu, and he greeted a little embarrassedly: "Uncle Fu."
Fu Zhichen looked at his father blankly, skipped the injured self, and went straight to Chi Yu to give him a big hug.
Chen Yifang still loves her son. Seeing Fu Zhian limping over, she hurriedly supported him and asked, "What's going on? You got into a fight at school?"
"No, I accidentally fell while playing basketball." Fu Zhiyu smiled at Chen Yifang, and out of the corner of his eye caught sight of Chi Yu being held by Fu Jianguo and could hardly breathe, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.
Fu Jianguo looked at Chi Yu up and down and nodded with satisfaction: "Xiao Chi is stronger than before, do you still need to practice boxing now?"
"I haven't practiced, and I live far away from the boxing gym." Chi Yu's tone was a little stiff. Before Fu Jianguo could continue, he hurriedly said, "Then uncle and auntie, I'll go first."
Chen Yifang wanted to keep him for dinner, but when he saw Chi Yu's face, he couldn't open his mouth. He could only smile and say, "Be careful on the way, and tell Ann when you get home."
After Chi Yu left, Fu Jianguo's face was not very good. He sat at the dining table with a dark face, watching Chen Yifang laying dishes on the table, and said sullenly: "Why don't you leave Xiaochi for a meal? He can eat something good when he lives alone."
Fu Zhiyu picked up his chopsticks and took a mouthful of white rice, lowered his head and said nothing.
"You think I don't want to let him eat." Chen Yifang sat down and sighed, and shook her head helplessly: "I see Xiaochi feeling uncomfortable. He looks too much like Wen Hua. The longer he grows, the more he looks like him."
Fu Zhi'an paused with his chopsticks, his long eyelashes trembled, then lowered his head and took a mouthful of white rice. Chen Yifang remembered Chi Yu's wet eyes, and said with emotion: "Xiao Chi is so good now, Wen Hua will definitely be happy when he finds out."
"That bastard hasn't picked up Xiaochi yet?" As soon as Fu Jianguo finished speaking, Chen Yifang tapped his chopsticks hard on the top of his head, glanced at the silent Fu Zhian and said, "In front of the eucalyptus. What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Did I say something wrong? I don't think he deserves to be a man, Chi Yuedi's bastard!" The more Fu Jianguo thought about it, the more angry he became.
"I like it or not!" Chen Yifang gave him a roll of eyes, and turned around to find that Fu Zhiyan was still pulling the bowl of rice, and reached out to him with chopsticks and beef, "Don't just eat rice, eat more vegetables."
Fu Zhiyu lost his appetite, ate a few chopsticks and returned to his room. Wen Hua is someone they can't forget in their family. Even though she has been gone for six years, every time her parents talk about Wen Hua, she can't help but sigh.
Turning off the lamp on the table, Fu Zhiyu took out a yellowed notebook from the drawer. The photos in it were slightly yellowed, but the woman above was still smiling so brightly. Looking down at the photo, the two boys both had cold faces, one was awkward, the other was stiff.
Thinking of that day, Wen Hua got a camera from nowhere, and rushed to his house to take pictures together. And that day, Chi Yu accidentally tore up Fu Zhian's comic book, and both of them pouted and didn't want to talk to each other. Wen Hua squatted in front of Xiao Fu Zhian, stretched out his hand and touched his head, and whispered, "Eunuch is so cute even when she is unhappy."
Chi Yu pursed his lips and snorted coldly: "Hey, his stinky face is like an octopus."
Wen Huachong smiled at Chi Yu, forcibly brought the distance between the two of them closer, and lay beside Chi Yu's ear before standing up: "If you want to make friends, you have to reach out to others first, and keep breaking other people's things. You can't make friends."
So on that day, when the cameraman was counting down to 321, Chi Yu grabbed his wrist awkwardly at the last second. This was the first time Wen Hua had taught Chi Yu, and Chi Yu would be very obedient in the future, and would always reach out to Fu Zhiyu. Although most of the time he reached out to hit his head, or pulled his hair when he wasn't paying attention.
But later, Chi Yu never took the initiative to reach out and make friends with others.
That day, Fu Zhiyu was lying on the window and looking down, a luxury car was parked in front of Chi Yu's house, and the man who got off the car was dressed in clothes and shoes. Chi Yu looked at the man in front of him expressionlessly, until the other party reached out to him, Chi Yu didn't want to open the man's hand.
"You do not deserve."
Fu Zhian watched Chi Yu screaming and screaming downstairs, and slowly calmed down. He followed the man in front of him into the car and disappeared at the intersection. Chen Yifang opened the door and saw Fu Zhiyu lying motionless on the windowsill.
"Aunt Wenhua won't come back?"
"Yeah." Chen Yifang's nose was a little sore, and Fu Zhiyu slowly turned her head, looking at her mother's red eyes and slowly opened her mouth.
"Chi Yu won't be back either." Not a question, ten-year-old Fu Zhian was sure that the good-looking boy who always pulled his hair, but would roll up his sleeves and fight others when he was bullied, would never again won't be back.
Even though Fu Zhian and Chi Yu went to the same junior high school, Chi Yu never said a word to him or gave him a look. When he was closest to Chi Yu, it was when he was standing on the flag-raising platform for inspection when he was notified by the school because of a fight and trouble, and occasionally looked at the audience.
A vibration from the mobile phone disrupted Fu Zhiyan's thoughts. He looked at the screen of the mobile phone, and it was a text message from an unknown number.
Fu Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, then he walked to the window and opened the curtains to look down. A teenager in a black school uniform leaned against a tree, dangling a white plastic bag in his hand. Seemingly feeling his gaze, the young man raised his head abruptly to meet Fu Zhiyan's confused eyes.
"Don't go downstairs!" Chi Yu made a mouth shape at him with a dark face. Seeing that Fu Zhiyan was still mentally retarded, he raised the bag in his hand and shook it.
Fu Zhian walked to the door and turned back, took out a small box from the drawer, and limped downstairs with his sneakers. The street lights made the two figures slender. Chi Yu took the sandwich out of the bag and stuffed the bag into Fu Zhiyu's hand, and said lightly, "I forgot to give you the medicine in my bag."
After Chi Yu finished speaking, he turned around and planned to leave, and a boy's pleasant voice came from behind him: "Hello."
Chi Yu frowned and stood still, Fu Zhiyu took out the box from his pocket and took out a Band-Aid.
"Hand." Fu Zhiyu took the Band-Aid and looked at Chi Yu's hand hanging on one side.
"I don't post anything that mother doesn't chirp." After he finished speaking, he turned around and planned to leave.
"Come here." Fu Zhi'an's words seemed to have magic power, but he couldn't take the steps he originally took. Chi Yu returned to Fu Zhiyan with a cold face, tilted his head to one side and stretched out his hand.
Fu Zhiyan tore off the Ka-Tier sticker and lowered his head to help him stick it on, but he couldn't lift his injured left shoulder. Chi Yu saw that he dawdled for a long time without moving, but when he turned around, he saw Fu Zhiyan frowning and trying to raise his arms. He snatched the Band-Aid from Fu Zhi'an's hand, and casually tore the package and put it on his hand.
"Look at you, you still put band-aids on people." Chi Yu sneered and turned away, took a few steps and said suddenly, "You wait for me after school these few days, Li Zhiyi's bastard stuff must still be left behind. ."
Fu Zhiyan lowered his head for a while before opening his mouth: "It's more dangerous if you follow me." Chi Yu took a step but didn't refute, he tore open the wrapper of the sandwich and ate it as he walked.
The next day, when Fu Zhiyan limped into the classroom, he saw Chi Yu, who was sitting in the seat with a displeased expression, staring at the screen of his mobile phone. Seeing Fu Zhiyan coming in, Chi Yu's mouth twitched.
Fu Zhian sat down in his seat. He glanced at the mobile phone in Chi Yu's hand. The title of the post was in big characters: Did the school grass chase people successfully? ! !
"I've clarified it." Fu Zhian looked innocently at Chi Yu who wanted to kill. He saw this post when he woke up in the morning, but he didn't expect it to be a hot post in just a few dozen minutes.
"How the hell did you clarify? You said you had a crush on me unilaterally? You secretly crush on you!" Chi Yu's mouth was like a machine gun, and Fu Zhiqin looked up at the class schedule on the blackboard with a blank expression. , said slowly, "Why don't you clarify."
Chi Yu threw the phone on the table with a snap, and pulled his beautiful eyebrows together: "Why should I clarify the shit you did yourself!"
"What? Are you afraid of spreading the word and letting the school girl know?" Fu Zhiyin looked at him with a smile, his eyes were cold enough to scare people to death.
"Bah, don't put the shit on me." Chi Yu snorted coldly, turned his head and lay on the table, ignoring him until after school in the afternoon.
The monitor walked to Chi Yu's desk and knocked on it, "Hey, it's your turn and Fu Zhiyan's turn to be on duty tonight."
"Fu Zhiyan now has broken arms and legs, do you think he can be on duty?" Chi Yu raised his head from the table and gave the squad leader a roll of eyes. Before the squad leader could speak, Wang Xiao, who was far away in the second row, suddenly ran over and said righteously, "I'll stay and help Chi Yu on duty!"
Although Chi Yu and Wang Xiao were in the same class, they didn't say a few words. Wang Xiao usually looked down on one and the other, but he was so active now.
"Whatever you want. Anyway, it's Chi Yu and Fu Zhi'an's turn today. I'll go first." The class was almost gone, leaving Chi Yu, Fu Zhi'an and Wang Xiao with big eyes.
Fu Zhiyan sat on the stool with the air of a noble young master: "My arm hurts."
Chi Yu looked at Fu Zhi'an's ill-fated face, and the fire rushed to the top of his head. He said viciously, "Do you want to have a little face?" Wang Xiao, who was standing by the side, looked at them with a smile. Yu immediately turned the gun fire: "You are standing here laughing at Nima! Why are you staying here when you have nothing to do, waiting to be beaten?"
Wang Xiao hurriedly took a step back. He squinted his eyes and smiled and said, "Brother Chi, thanks to you that day, or else we have to be murdered by that kid Li Zhiyi."
"Who's your brother? Do you think we look alike from head to toe?" Chi Yu waved at him impatiently, but Wang Xiao just stood there and smirked.
"It's okay, Brother Chi, we can be fraternal twins!"
"roll roll roll!"
The author says:
I'm really slow to write... When will I be able to drive my handcart out...