Who the hell is Zong Yuan
Zhang Zhiliang blocked Fu Xin who had just come out of the toilet and was about to go back to work in the corridor. He kept a distance and lowered his voice, "Fu Xin, let's talk."
Fu Xin was not interested, "Class is about to start."
He was used to looking at the position of the white collar under Zhang Zhiliang's chin, but he just felt bored, so he shifted his gaze to meet Yang Fan's gaze, and he changed the subject, "Let's go, what do you want to talk about?"
During class time, Zong Yuan was woken up by the ringing of the bell, and the place around him was empty, Yang Fan turned around gossiping, "Just now Fu Xin and Zhang Zhiliang went together, but Zhang Zhiliang took the initiative to find Fu Xin."
Zong Yuan frowned, "Where did they go?"
Mingming told him not to get close to Zhang Zhiliang.
Yang Fan shook his head, and watched Zong Yuan go out the back door, "Why is Zong Yuan just like Fu Xin's mother?"
I care about everything.
Fu Xin and him came to the toilet, and it was very quiet now, only the sound of dripping water, Fu Xin felt a little regretful, he might as well take a second look at Zong Yuan if he had this time, he was afraid that Zong Yuan would get angry.
Zhang Zhiliang was a little uncomfortable, "Fu Xin, who is Zong Yuan? His background is very strong."
Fu Xin's voice didn't fluctuate, "I don't know."
Zhang Zhiliang looked around to make sure there was no one there. With a soft voice, he put on Fu Xin's most familiar smile, "Fu Xin, tell me."
Fu Xin took a step back, avoiding his outstretched hand, "Don't touch me."
His expression was undisguised disgust, Zhang Zhiliang's face darkened, "You don't like me and you still pretend to be playing hard to get."
He was half a head taller than Fu Xin, and wanted to grab Fu Xin's wrist forcefully, but Fu Xin easily slapped his hand off, then wiped his palm with a frown.
This hand will hold Zong Yuan's hand after a while, and there must be no other person's breath.
You can't take advantage of others.
Zhang Zhiliang was so enraged by his actions that his expression twisted, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with everyone
Fu Xin wiped it a few times, and couldn't help but walked to the sink to wash his hands.
Zhang Zhiliang walked slowly to his side, whispering, "I'm sorry"
Fu Xin paused as he washed his hands. He looked at Zhang Zhiliang from the mirror with deep black eyes.
Zhang Zhiliang was about to press his head, and a tyrannical excitement rose up like a demon. He wanted to bury Fu Xin's head in the water, and then let the disgusting Fu Xin hug his thigh and beg him to love and pity him. When the photos are posted online, what will others think of Fu Xin Zongyuan's expression? Is he angry? Is he in pain
The person I was protecting turned out to be such a bitch.
Before his hand touched Fu Xin, he was held in place by a handful of icy things.
Fu Xin held a small utility knife in his hand, with an indifferent expression, the sharp end of the knife was already exposed, and it was quietly pressed against Zhang Zhiliang's lower abdomen, "You are scolding me"
He was still turning the handle of the knife, waiting leisurely for Zhang Zhiliang's answer.
Zhang Zhiliang put his finger on the tip of the knife, trying to move the utility knife away, "How could I scold you, Fu Xin, my hissing"
Fu Xin looked at Zhang Zhiliang's blood stained by the blade, a little funny, "Didn't anyone teach you not to touch a sharp weapon casually?"
Zhang Zhiliang's face was stiff, he forced a smile, "I don't mean that."
"Oh, who is the one who owes that shit?"
Zhang Zhiliang had never seen such an aggressive Fu Xin, he almost wanted to curse, but the coldness reminded him all the time, he whispered humiliatingly, "I"
Fu Xin seemed to understand the fun of teasing people, he said with great interest, "Who should speak louder."
Zhang Zhiliang roared in a low voice, "Fu Xin, you are too much"
Fu Xin moved the utility knife an inch forward, and Zhang Zhiliang obviously felt a tingling pain. He glanced at Fu Xin bitterly, took a few deep breaths, and raised his voice, "I"
"Still can't hear it."
"I"
"who I am"
Zhang Zhiliang gritted his teeth, "Zhang Zhiliang."
Zong Yuan heard this sound at the door of the toilet. He walked a few steps quickly, and saw Zhang Zhiliang leaning against Fu Xin, covering Fu Xin tightly on the sink.
"" A raging rage rushed up, Zong Yuan stepped forward and pulled Zhang Zhiliang away, and threw him to the ground, on the verge of fury, "Who the hell gave you the courage?"
Then he saw little bloodstains on Zhang Zhiliang's clothes and Fu Xin's utility knife which he took back slowly.
Fu Xin explained, "He insulted me."
Zhang Zhiliang couldn't hold back that resentment anymore, he looked at Zong Yuan and sneered, "Do you know what kind of person Fu Xin really is?"
Fu Xin looked down at him, but Zhang Zhiliang almost complacently wanted to see Zong Yuan's shocked expression of disbelief, "Why did I call him gay wrong and not let him call him a bitch, cousin, sorry"
Zong Yuan grabbed his neckline and punched him mercilessly.
The anger on his body was almost concretized, and he was so irritated that he couldn't understand clearly, and he was not afraid of killing people with his punches, "Fuck, fuck, tell me!"
Zhang Zhiliang's body was stained with blood, the whites of his eyes were rolled up, and he almost fainted.
Fu Xin's heartbeat stopped suddenly, he rushed forward and grabbed Zong Yuan's waist, biting his shoulder hard, "Zong Yuan Zong Yuan"
"If you hit again, you will die"
"ah ah"
The students who came to use the bathroom screamed and ran out.
Zong Yuan watched coldly, a few drops of extremely thick blood splashed on his face, Fu Xin held his breath and tried Zhang Zhiliang's breath with trembling hands, heaved a sigh of relief.
Zong Yuan, "He can't die." He reached out and wiped his face, touched the blood on his hand, he looked at it for a few seconds, and walked to the sink to wash his hands and face seriously.
0046's voice was still trembling, "Zong, Zong Yuan, you were so scary just now"
His eyes were red, and his aura seemed to be unstoppable.
Zong Yuan paused, "It won't happen in the future."
It's been a long time since he got angry like this. The last time he was so angry that he lost all reason, it was because of his brother.
Fu Xin hugged him tightly from behind, "Zong Yuan"
Zong Yuan tore off his arm, turned around and hugged him in his arms. After a long silence, he hoarsely said, "I'm sorry."
Fu Xin clutched his clothes tightly, flustered, "Why do you say sorry?"
Zong Yuan didn't speak. In the silence that could drive Fu Xin crazy, he took out from his neck a white jade that he carried all year round, the size of a thumb, tied with a black rope, and he gently put it on for Fu Xin. Fu Xin became more and more flustered. , he couldn't help biting hard on the tooth marks he had just bitten on Zong Yuan's body, and Zong Yuan let him bite until he felt the smell of blood.
Fu Xin's expression was full of fear, Zong Yuan held his face in his hands, and kissed him on the forehead, "Good boy, study hard and come to the capital to find me."
Fu Xin's hand was on Zong Yuan's ""
Zong Yuan took out his hand and walked out of the toilet with a calm expression.
Fu Xin's nose felt sore for no reason, and he was in a daze for a moment before remembering to run out.
Layers of people piled up outside the toilet.
The leaders stood at the front, preventing the students from looking over curiously.
The sound of the ambulance was getting closer, mixed with the sound of the police car, and the never-before-seen scene of luxury cars piling up.
Fu Xin scanned the crowd blankly.
Zong Yuan was surrounded by a group of people in suits of good quality. They followed Zong Yuan from near or far, and there were many familiar faces seen on the local satellite TV. Zong Yuan walked with his pockets in his pockets, his expression indifferent.
Fu Xin wanted to follow, but a group of people surrounded him, and he couldn't even walk a few steps. The sense of panic and urgency in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, but he couldn't even see Zong Yuan's expression clearly.
Zong Yuan looked at the car door in front of him that was being actively opened by the people around him. He turned around and saw that there was a crowd of people, and no one could recognize who it was.
Fu Xin watched him turn around and get into the black shiny car.
Can't
please don't go
Zong Yuan
Someone next to him bumped into Fu Xin and was taken aback, "Student, are you okay?"
Fu Xin came back to his senses, only to find that his face was wet.
"Did you see that isn't xxx?"
“The one next to him is also very familiar”
"what the hell is going on"
Fu Xin remembered something, and ran to the principal's office.
The person next to him said puzzledly, "You must be sick."
Fu Xin had never run so fast before, panting heavily, but only saw the locked door of the principal's office.
All the strength in his body disappeared in an instant, and Fu Xin sat on the ground against the corner of the wall, burying his head in his knees.
How far is it from Beijing
People as far away as Fuxin love and fear it, so far away that just hearing the name, they can't think that they can live in that city.
how to live
No Money.
Fu Xin, who was far and far away, never thought of going there.
When Fu Dongqiang came to deliver the report, he saw Fu Xin like this, and he hurried over, cautiously, "Son, what's the matter?"
Fu Xin remained silent, completely immersed in his own world.
Fu Dongqiang didn't dare to say more, he also sat next to Fu Xin, watching the sky slowly getting dark, even like this, he could feel the peace of mind that he hadn't felt for a long time.
It's a pity that he only understands the days when he is with his son.
Fu Xin spoke in a low voice, as if talking to himself or asking the opinions of people around him, "He's gone, maybe he won't come back."
Fu Dongqiang, "Who's Gone"
Fu Xin looked at the sky, the sky was not dark, and the moon had mischievously revealed a faint white crescent.
He smiled, looked back at Fu Dongqiang, his eyes seemed to be shining, "Dad, I want to go to a university in Beijing."
Fu Dongqiang's breath was stagnant, and he said silly, "Okay, okay"
He said three good words in a row.
Fu Xin looked at the inconspicuous crescent moon, slowly raised the corners of his lips, took out the white jade from his neck and kissed him, Zong Yuan, wait for me to find you.
Don't try to escape.
Zong Yuan, who was born in the office, was sitting in the waiting room of the bureau, and people around him kept coming up to care, asking for warmth, bringing tea and water, and Zong Yuan stared sideways at the sofa in a trance.
Some people thought he was worried, "It's okay, that male classmate has a minor injury, but it just looks scary, and it's easy to deal with."
Zong Yuan said, "He Xiuxiu and this person from Class 1, Senior 3 of No. 1 High School, try to get them to transfer schools."
Zong Yuan suppressed what he wanted to say the most, "I didn't know my mind at that time. It was indeed my mistake. Don't be stingy with money. At that time, there was a male classmate who might have been frightened by me. Let's pay for it together. "
The person transferred by Zong Yuan's father said yes.