This incident really didn't make a big fuss.
Except for the students in Class 1 of the third year of high school, almost no more people talked about or even knew about it.
Including Lao Jiang and the grade director.
Even after a day, the tip of Zhang Zhiliang's nose could almost smell the smell that made him vomit, and the people in the class seemed to keep a distance from him, for fear that too much contact with Zhang Zhiliang would cause Zong Yuan's disgust.
As for Zong Yuan, the students in this class had very complicated feelings.
Both worship and fear.
He Xiuxiu's slender eyebrows frowned, concealing her hidden dissatisfaction, "You didn't have something to do with Fu Xin, why did you anger Zong Yuan?"
Zhang Zhiliang caught Zong Yuan and Fu Xin talking among the crowd, he gritted his teeth and said, "Zong Yuan is too bullying."
Although he was angry, his voice was low and small, as if he was afraid that Zong Yuan would hear him. A trace of disdain flashed in He Xiuxiu's eyes. He was timid and fearful, not at all inferior to Zong Yuan in her heart. She had already thought that Zhang Zhiliang was good enough. Good enough, but people can't always compare.
She pinned her drooping hair behind her ears, "At my birthday party on Saturday, when Zong Yuan and Fu Xin come, if you have anything you want to say to Fu Xin, we can discuss it together then."
Zhang Zhiliang explained, "I just want to apologize to Fu Xin and I don't like him, so I just feel guilty for rejecting him."
He held He Xiuxiu's hand, "Xiuxiu, what you said before"
He Xiuxiu shyly withdrew her hand, "Let's talk about it later."
Fu Xin was seriously writing something, Zong Yuan leaned over to look at some messy things, Fu Xin held his breath, and nervously stopped his movements.
It wasn't until Zong Yuan looked away disinterestedly that he breathed a sigh of relief.
What is written is indeed a mess, but there is a lot of information hidden in it.
For example, at the beginning of this page, the first words of each paragraph are combined together, "I touched his skin fifty-seven times today, which is six times less than yesterday."
Similar to such "trivial" things.
The principal came to the classroom to look for Zong Yuan when school was about to end, "Come to my place for dinner tonight, your aunt misses you."
Zong Yuan paused, "Okay, Uncle, I'll be there on time an hour after school."
The principal wondered, "How fast can I drive if you don't come with me."
Zong Yuan chuckled, "My motorcycle is not slow either."
The principal laughed, "That will take another hour"
"Need," Zong Yuan turned sideways and looked in through the window of Class 1, Senior Three in the corridor, "I'll take him home first."
The headmaster opened and closed his mouth, but in the end he still didn't speak, and walked away with a bitter face.
Zong Yuan sent Fu Xin to the intersection at night, "Bye, see you tomorrow."
Before Fu Xin could say goodbye, Zong Yuan was already rushing towards the direction he came back, which was the direction of the school. Fu Xin frowned, and many dark thoughts popped up in his mind.
who is he going to see
why don't you tell me
He ran towards the school and hid in the dark area under the corner of the wall. It was dark at first, but now he couldn't even notice his existence.
Zong Yuan Yiqi Juechen had long since disappeared, and Fu Xin didn't know the way, but he still stubbornly walked down the road.
Zong Yuan received warm hospitality from the principal and his wife. The principal's wife is surnamed Li, and he has been friends with his mother for many years. Zong Yuan has not contacted his parents once since he came to this world.
At this dinner table, Mrs. Li personally called Zong Mu and handed it to Zong Yuan's ear. Zong Yuan coughed and took it, "Mom"
There was still the sound of rubbing mahjong at the other end, and the Zongmu choked up exaggeratedly, "You unfilial son, will you forget your mother?"
Zong Yuan, "No."
"I don't listen, I don't listen to my son, no matter what you say, I don't believe it anymore, your father is grumpy, and you are even more grumpy, ouch, life is hard, you two quarreled, and you put on face, you have to suffer every day I'm oh shit"
Zong Yuan's temple hurt, he hung up the phone quickly, and the whole world was quiet.
The principal still didn't know whether he should say, "Yuan Yuan, your friend, he"
"His academic performance is quite good." Zong Yuan took a bite of the food and thought for a while, "There is no problem with ordinary books, but English will suffer a bit."
headmaster,""
Having said that, it's not good for him to keep asking. He sighed and started talking about other things.
Zong Yuan had eaten this meal for two hours, and he got up to leave. The principal's wife still wanted to keep him, "Let's stay overnight, it's so dangerous in the dark."
Zong Yuan shook his head, "I have something to do tomorrow morning, uncle, aunt, I'm leaving."
Then he patted the big bald head of their five or six-year-old baby, got on the bike and left neatly.
Zong Yuan ate for two hours, and Fu Xin waited in front of the school for two hours.
He didn't know if he would wait for Zong Yuan. As time passed, his gaze became deeper and deeper, and some crazy thoughts appeared in his mind uncontrollably.
However, at this moment, the sound of a motorcycle engine suddenly came to mind in the distance, especially loud in the silence of the night.
To Fu Xin's ears, it was like a melody from heaven.
He stared wide-eyed in the darkness, watching Zong Yuan wind past him, the black motorcycle almost blended into the night, and there was no one on the back seat.
Fu Xinxuan's heart was half relieved, he breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to go back, he didn't take a few steps when he saw the familiar voice sounding again, and it was getting closer.
Zong Yuan wore the helmet and didn't see anyone at all, so 0046 said in doubt, "Was that Fu Xin just now?"
Zong Yuan slammed on the brakes, "Fu Xin"
He turned the front of the car and looked around the corner, and sure enough there was a familiar figure.
The motorcycle stopped in front of Fu Xin with incomparable accuracy, Zong Yuan took off the helmet, his upturned eyes were full of unhappiness, but in Fu Xin's eyes, the whole galaxy was full of romance, Pretty dazed him.
Zong Yuan, "Why are you here?"
In the middle of the night, at the gate of the school.
Fu Xin muttered, "I forgot to bring some homework."
Zong Yuan had a headache, "What homework made you come here in the middle of the night, don't you know how to lock the door?"
Fu Xin didn't speak, and looked very wronged, Zong Yuan sighed, "Get in the car."
Fu Xin didn't listen to him, and suddenly asked, "Where have you been?"
Zong Yuan said casually, "Eat."
Fu Xin's expression was completely hidden in the darkness, only the fluffy hair on the top of his head was illuminated by a warm halo of light from the street lamp. His voice was soft and soft, "Are you with your girlfriend?"
Zong Yuan laughed loudly, "Where did the girlfriend come from?"
Fu Xin stared at him for a long time with vague meaning, got into the car, hugged Zong Yuan's waist, "Let's go."
Zong Yuan snorted, "The wind is strong, bow your head."
He has always been driving very fast, Fu Xin hugged him, slowly moved from his shoulders to the back, and his gaze was fixed.
He hid from the wind and picked up the hair on Zong Yuan's body. The warm yellow light on the side of the road illuminated it intermittently. It was a long, curly, woman's hair.
Fu Xin's eyes were deep, and he pulled out the hair violently, and threw it away with the wind.
Woman's hair on his back.
what did they do
Kissing, cuddling, laying on a bed, and eating.
Zong Yuan sent Fu Xin directly to the door of his house. Fu Xin didn't even ask him how he knew where his home was. The first sentence he opened his mouth was a questioning question with hidden emotions, "You lied to me"
Zong Yuan frowned, recalling what he said today, he said confidently, "No."
Fu Xin murmured softly, "You obviously lied to me by saying you don't have a girlfriend"
Zong Yuan, "I really didn't."
"" Fu Xin, "but you have a long strand of hair on your body."
Zong Yuan tried to reason with him, "Where is the evidence?"
thrown by me
Oh, no, the headmaster's wife has long curly hair. Zong Yuan suddenly remembered that, just as he was about to explain, 0046 asked strangely, "Zong Yuan, why does Fu Xin seem to be jealous?"
Jealous Zongyuan was in a daze, he tentatively said, "No, the person I'm having dinner with tonight does have long curly hair."
Fu Xin seemed to be dragged into a quagmire by a hand, but instead he smiled slightly, with a gentle voice, and a deep and wide dark color in his eyes, "Really?"
"Is she your girlfriend?"
0046 screamed triumphantly, "Look, Zong Yuan is jealous, you idiot hahaha, Fu Xin is jealous hahaha, you have been spotted"
"Get lost," Zong Yuan's eyelids twitched, "It's not my girlfriend."
He thought to himself, there are many kinds of jealousy, how do you know that this jealousy is jealousy, even if it is jealousy, it is not necessarily that kind of jealousy.
Moreover, he looked at Fu Xin, a little helpless, "Go back to sleep, you won't get up early tomorrow"
He rubbed Fu Xin's head extremely gently, his voice was low and sweet, "Don't think too much, there is only one woman for dinner tonight, she is the principal's wife, I call you aunt."
"It's at least twenty years older than me," he said as he tapped Fu Xin's head unbearably, "What do you think about every day?"
Fu Xin froze for a moment, "Principal's wife"
He looked at Zong Yuan's expression seriously, bright and aboveboard, the stone fell to the ground, and he returned to his usual appearance, stuttering, "You, why didn't you say it earlier?"
His cheeks were tinged with embarrassment, and Zong Yuan pinched his cheeks very naturally, "Well, don't worry, go back to sleep."
This sentence was too ambiguous, and Fu Xin's heart beat faster and faster, and Fu Xin blurted out, "Do you like boys?"
He didn't realize what he asked until he asked, and looked at Zong Yuan in fear, hiding his fear carefully.
This look made people feel distressed. He asked straightforwardly, but Zong Yuan answered implicitly, "The moonlight is good tonight."
Fu Xin looked up at the sky, the night tonight is not beautiful, the stars are dim, and the moon is crooked, which is not bad
Zong Yuan let him ponder, he curled his lips and stepped on the motorcycle happily.
0046 was puzzled, "What do you mean by that?"
Zong Yuan was blown away by the wind through the helmet with a laughing voice, "what's in the sky"
0046,"Stars, Moon."
Zong Yuan sneered, "That's it."