Wait For Me After School

Chapter 91

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The opportunity for Yu Fan to make this decision is actually very small.

It was just because on the first night when he returned to Ningcheng, he had insomnia until four o'clock in the morning on the big bed where he slept for three or four years.

When I woke up, the side was empty, without Chen Jingshen's body temperature and smell. He sat on the bed blankly for ten minutes, turned on his mobile phone, glanced at his half-month full work schedule, then searched for the air ticket to Nancheng, and then checked the rent around Chen Jingshen's house, as well as his card. balance.

When he told Wang Yue about this decision, Wang Yue was very puzzled: "Haven't we been in a long-distance relationship for six years? Why are you suddenly leaving now?"

Yu Fan didn't sleep well that night, his hair was disheveled, and his reaction was a bit slow.

He was silent for a while before saying, "Because six years is too long."

Wang Yue was surprised, but she didn't try to keep him too much.

After all, Yu Fan has made many out-of-circle films in the past two years, and the most popular group even pushed that client to a hot search on a certain platform. Since then, Yu Fan has received more and more orders. Clients come from all corners of the country, and there are all Internet celebrities. If it is any other photographer, I am afraid that he would have gone out to do it alone. That is Yu Fan, so he is willing to stay in her shop. Receive that broken salary and small dividends.

Besides, photographers are not so particular about this profession, they can do it anywhere, Nancheng is considered a big city, and Yu Fan will only develop better if he goes there.

Everything was settled, and Yu Fan was so busy for half a month that he didn't even touch the ground. He diligently took pictures of all the orders in his hand, and spent another two days tidying up, emptying, and finally tidying up the house that he had lived in for three or four years. It became three big suitcases.

Wang Yue drove him to the airport and stuffed him with a red envelope before going through the security check.

Yu Fan refused to take it at first, until Wang Yue looked like she was going to pull his trouser waist and throw him in, then she reluctantly took it.

"What are you doing? You're being polite to me when you're so familiar with me? My sister gave it to my brother, take it." Wang Yue patted his arm, "Come back and see me when you're free."

"I will." Yu Fan said.

Wang Yue suddenly choked up a little. She remembered the first time she and Yu Fan met. At that time, Yu Fan was a little boy with injuries all over his body. He reported his father to the police with a cold face, and then squatted outside the police station to smoke.

She didn't know where she got the courage to go up and ask him if he would like to be a model.

"I am leaving."

Wang Yue recovered and nodded: "Go, settle down and send me a message."

"Okay." Yu Fan paused, then whispered, "Thank you, sister."

When entering the security check, Yu Fan received Wang Yue's voice, and Wang Yue was crying loudly inside, yelling for him to come out and give him a hug before leaving.

After Yu Fan listened to the voice, he headed for the boarding gate even faster.

These things are too cumbersome to talk about, so Yu Fan only picked up two key points to tell Chen Jingshen.

At this moment, there were two large suitcases open on the ground, and the two were packing them together. Yu Fan didn't have many things, and he sold all the furniture that couldn't fit in. In the suitcase, in addition to work supplies, there were clothes and a few thick photo albums.

Yu Fan thought of something, picked up the photo album, opened it, and stretched it out to Chen Jingshen's face.

Chen Jingshen was caught off guard and collided with himself who cried like a fool when he was a child.

"Chen Jingshen, look for yourself, it's ridiculous, the snot will flow into your mouth—"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Jingshen took the photo album and pressed it on the ground backwards, and leaned forward to block his mouth. Yu Fan stretched out his hand to push him, turned his face to the side and said, "Why - why don't you let me talk when you cry? You know... well, um I also know how embarrassing I am, crying so hard that I can see... can't see..."

Yu Fan was pressed on the floor just like that, so kissed that he couldn't speak, just as Chen Jingshen pulled his trousers open with his fingers, the mobile phone next to him rang.

Chen Jingshen didn't want to talk to him at first, but the people on the ground came back to their senses and chased him away: "Go and answer the phone, I haven't packed my things yet."

Chen Jingshen pulled off Yu Fan's clothes when he got up, and answered the phone with a cold tone: "What are you doing?"

"Urgent inspection! Why are you answering the phone so late? Don't you really cheat on your siblings?" Luo Liyang asked enthusiastically over there.

"..."

Luo Liyang: "Haha! Just kidding! I'm drinking outside, is it over with you, do you want to come over—"

Chen Jingshen hung up before he finished listening.

The two boxes were almost packed, Chen Jingshen wanted to push the last box from the corner over, but just as he touched the box, Yu Fanteng got up from the ground.

"I'll pack this myself!" Yu Fan pulled the suitcase over, "You go take a shower first, I'm going to wash when I'm done, I'm exhausted after packing the luggage all day."

Chen Jingshen said: "I can wait—"

"No. Thank you."

Chen Jingshen took the clothes and went into the bathroom. Yu Fan probed his head, and after confirming that there was the sound of water inside, he slowly opened the suitcase.

The grid on the top of the suitcase is filled with many pink boxes.

It was the ones Chen Jingshen asked the supermarket to buy the other day. Yu Fan felt that throwing them away was too much of a waste, so he just brought them all back. Anyway, there is still room for the suitcase...

He remembered that Chen Jingshen's Youge bedside table was empty, just enough to hold it.

Yu Fan opened the zipper, wrapped his arms full of things, entered the room softly, and opened the empty cabinet that he remembered—

Then I had a face-to-face meeting with the small boxes that were piled up into mountains, filled with a cabinet, and packed in different ways.

Yu Fan: "..."

After Yu Fan returned to Nancheng, he was not in a hurry to start work. Taking advantage of Chen Jingshen's busy time at the end of the year, he stepped on some famous scenic spots in Nancheng.

Yu Fan is already well-known in the circle, and Nancheng is known as the "capital of Internet celebrities", so the demand for photography is greater than that of Ningcheng, so many Nancheng photography studios came to him during this period, and opened The salary is also very impressive.

But Yu Fanquan refused. At the beginning, he went to Mochizuki Studio because of lack of money, and he has been working until now because Wang Yue helped him when he was in trouble. Now apart from these reasons, he plans to work alone, so that he can be more free and get more money.

When I'm alone, I don't care about money, and donate more than I spend. Now with a boyfriend... gotta save up.

After Wang Yue knew about it, she expressed her great support, and even used the official account of the studio to promote Yu Fan online.

In less than half a day, Yu Fan's private message exploded.

So this night, when Chen Jingshen was leaning on the chair and typing the code, he found that the person next to him was more serious than him.

When Chen Jingshen was building his study, he specially ordered a large desk. He placed several computer screens on it, and there was room for a boyfriend beside it.

Chen Jingshen stopped working and looked sideways. Yu Fan propped his head on his elbows, sat crookedly, scribbled listlessly on the paper, and even plucked his hair when he got tired of writing, just like when he couldn't do a question in high school.

After a moment of trance, Chen Jingshen leaned over there: "Haven't the line up yet?"

Yu Fan is currently arranging the schedule of guests, and he writes them down in his notebook. If there is a time conflict, he has to coordinate and discuss them, which lasts for almost a week.

"It's coming soon." Yu Fan said lazily, "It's scheduled until April next year."

"Hire an assistant."

"After the year's recruitment, it's not easy to recruit people at the end of the year."

Chen Jingshen hummed, and glanced down at the notebook in front of him: "..."

The last customer replied and said OK. Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the pen, and was about to write down the last name in the notebook, when a short and abrupt breath blew past his ear.

Yu Fan: "?"

He turned his head sharply and looked through the bent arms: "Chen Jingshen."

"Um."

"why are you laughing?"

Chen Jingshen looked at his notebook and asked, "Why don't you use a computer to memorize these?"

"It's comfortable to use a pen." Yu Fan frowned, "What do you want to say?"

"No." Chen Jingshen held back, but couldn't hold back, "Why don't you switch to a computer."

"?"

"Otherwise, when the new assistant comes in the future, I won't be able to understand your handwriting."

"..."

"It's been so many years, why haven't the words—"

Before Chen Jingshen finished speaking, his mouth was covered roughly.

After the quarrel was over, Yu Fan still went to write the things into the computer with a stinky face. The form was only halfway through when the phones of the two rang at the same time, and a discussion group they were both in began to toss again.

Yu Fan felt that he was tired after working for half a month without communicating with clients for a week, so he just took a break. He picked up the phone and leaned back, lazily opened the discussion group and looked through the chat records—

[Zhang Wenjing: @Everyone How do you spend New Year's Day?]

Yu Fan was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that today is already the 29th, and the new year is coming soon.

[Wang Lu'an: Lived.]

[Wang Lu'an: I've been so busy these two weeks that I'm finally fucking on vacation! Whoever wants to inherit this ruined family business will inherit it, I don't want to do it anymore.]

[Zuo Kuan: Let me inherit it. You bring your dad out some other day and I will recognize him.]

[Wang Lu'an: Get lost.]

[Zhang Wenjing: Why are you talking so much nonsense? Come out to play on New Year's Day.]

We were too busy at the end of the year, and we didn't see each other again after we went back to Nancheng together that time.

After learning that Yu Fan moved back to Nancheng, they still celebrated in the group voice for a while, saying that they would find a chance to come out for dinner, and it was only now that they finally had a common holiday for everyone.

The next step is to discuss where to go.

Zuo Kuan proposed the basketball hall, swimming pool, and indoor velodrome. He also said that there was a very exciting racing competition recently; Lots of new items.

Both parties were not interested in the other party's proposal, so Zhang Wenjing called Wang Lu'an out again: [@王LU'AN Why don't you talk? You? Where do you want to go?]

[Wang Lu'an: Ah, I was on the phone with a client just now.]

[Wang Lu'an: Actually, I don't have much to go. I'm too tired during this time. If I really want to say...]

[Wang Lu'an: I want to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs from Seventh Middle School.]

[Zhang Wenjing:?]

[Zuo Kuan: Are you a pig?]

[Zuo Kuan: ... When you put it that way, I really want the mung bean smoothie in the cafeteria too.]

[Zhang Wenjing: How can there be mung bean smoothie in this weather? It's time to sell hot milk tea.]

[Zuo Kuan: But the school is on holiday on New Year's Day, and the cafeteria is closed.]

[Wang Lu'an: Hahahaha did you forget? Every year there is a group of unlucky seniors in high school. They will be released on New Year's Day, and they will go to school on the 2nd. The cafeteria will definitely be open!]

The three reached a consensus and began to go crazy in the group @those two people who didn't come out to speak from the beginning to the end.

[Zhang Wenjing: Are you free on the afternoon of January 2nd? Back to Seventh Middle School! @- @s]

Yu Fan watched their chat, and suddenly missed the cold taste of mung bean smoothie rolling down his throat for a moment.

Yu Fan's work didn't start until after New Year's Day. He looked up from his phone and glanced at the person next to him inquiringly.

"I'm on vacation on the 2nd." Chen Jingshen said.

So Yu Fan moved his fingers: [We can.]

[Zhang Wenjing: Then it's settled, see you on the 2nd.]

[Zuo Kuan: Wait, someone is teaching at the school, so can we still go in?]

[Wang Lu'an: Nonsense, wear a school uniform and mix in directly!]

[Left Width: Grass! Those clothes are from many years ago, idiots keep them all the time!]

On the afternoon of January 2, the weather was beautiful and the snow just stopped.

Today, only senior high school students are still in class, and the students who enter the school are scattered and sparse, in twos and threes.

Under a few snow-covered, bare branches outside Nancheng No. 7 Middle School, stood five graduates in school uniforms.

Everyone obviously didn't make an appointment, but they wore the full set tacitly. Inside is a blue school uniform t-shirt, a sweater, a winter green school uniform jacket, and the same green school pants.

Wang Lu'an repeated: "Idiots keep it all the time?"

"... How the hell did I know that my mother put it away for me." Zuo Kuan unnaturally tugged at his clothes, and then patted Wang Lu'an's stomach hard, "Look at you, you're pregnant!"

"Go away, it's not from drinking, this is a medal for my hard work!"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, class will start later. Hurry up and go in." Zhang Wenjing pushed them both in disgust.

Yu Fan put his hands in his pockets, followed them silently, and couldn't help but glance at the person next to him.

To be honest, he didn't know how many times he saw Chen Jingshen today.

Chen Jingshen's school uniform was still white and neat. At this moment, he is not as sloppy as he was at work, with his shoulders upright and his expression indifferent, mixing with a group of students, it seems that he is still the super academic bully who is at the top of the ranking list and beats all sentient beings.

Sensing his gaze, Chen Jingshen glanced at him, and stretched out his hand to hit him—I don't know where to hit him, but Yu Fan slapped him away before he touched him.

"Chen Jingshen, don't make a fuss, this is a school," Yu Fan said.

Chen Jingshen paused and nodded: "Yes. But you can continue to look at me."

"..."

They were standing in the middle of the student group, and when they were about to enter the school gate, the old security guard standing guard suddenly turned their eyes to them.

"Tsk, why did he look over here? Wouldn't he recognize us?" Zuo Kuan said.

"I don't know, it's okay, we can just block Yu Fan's hair, it's not a big problem, just keep your expression natural!" Wang Lu'an said, "It's been so many years, how could he still remember—"

"Wait!" The old security guard frowned and walked in front of them, looked them up and down, "Are you graduates?"

Everyone: "..."

"...How is that possible!" Wang Lu'an said, "Look at our youthful faces, how can we be graduates! We are from Class 3 and 7!"

"Nonsense!" The old security guard pointed to the display panel next to the gate, and then pointed to Chen Jingshen, "Isn't this the same person?"

Everyone followed his words, and there was an article written on the display board: [What previous outstanding graduates want to say to senior high school students.]

The first one is the manuscript of Chen Jingshen's speech at the mobilization meeting in the third year of high school, and a photo of him during the speech is attached next to it.

The old security guard: "Chen Jingshen! Is it! Is it you?"

Chen Jingshen: "No."

"Hey, why not? Hiss - I remembered, you are a student of the 18th class! Then..." The old security guard moved his eyes to the side, and fixed on Yu Fan's face, his expression changed from doubt to affirmation, and then to the final defense, " Oh oh oh, these two moles!! You are the one... the one who fights with people every day! And the two next to you are also-what are you doing at school?! Looking for someone to fight? Why do you want to fight when you are so grown-up? Hurry up, hurry up!"

Wang Lu'an wanted to struggle: "No—"

"If you don't leave, I will contact the school leader!"

"..."

The five were driven out of the school while being educated.

They stood side by side in the cold wind, looking up at the four big characters "Nancheng No. 7 Middle School" above their heads, and it took a long time for anyone to speak.

Zhang Wenjing said with emotion: "So, when you are in school, you have to study hard and don't be a school bully."

Zuo Kuan: "Who knew the security guard had such a good memory!"

Wang Lu'an: "Then what should I do now? Is my sweet and sour pork ribs ruined like this? - Yu Fan, where are you going?"

Yu Fan pulled Chen Jingshen and said without looking back, "Go to school."

Wang Lu'an: "Isn't it impossible to get in?"

"So go in another place."

School back door.

Looking at the familiar mottled wall in front of him, Wang Luan narrowed his eyes and muttered: "I'm sorry, has this wall been renovated? How can I remember that it was not so high when I climbed before. Who can climb in—"

A gust of cool wind blew past him, Wang Lu'an turned his head in a daze, only to see Yu Fan's crisp figure flipping down from the wall.

In just two seconds, his brother was already standing opposite the wall.

Yu Fan was wearing a school uniform and his hair was a little messy. He stood in the warm winter sun, patted his dusty hands, and looked at them through the hollows in the middle of the wall, with the same casual expression as six years ago.

This gesture made the people on the other end feel in a daze that they were not returning to school today, but students who were accidentally late and violated the rules and entered the school.

"It hasn't been renovated, it's still the same, hurry up." Yu Fan's eyes turned to someone, "Chen Jingshen, step on the rock on the right to turn over, I'll follow you here."