Break that sportsman

"You are so busy." Chu Ziyang, who came back from raising the flag, looked at Wei Ninghe and said, "You cooked a meal for me in three days, and you really didn't finish the meal."

Wei Ninghe saw his fussy look and replied directly: "You can have a meal if you have one. Although I owe you a favor, I also have my own affairs, okay?"

Chu Ziyang thought of himself who had been looking forward to eating the food cooked by this man but ended up eating takeout for two days, and felt pitiful. At this time, he also said a little dissatisfied: "It's a holiday, what can you do?"

Seeing that he was dissatisfied, Wei Ninghe became a little angry at this time: "Why is it okay? I still have to eat with my brother." You must know that after this National Day holiday, it will take another month for him and He Shan to see each other again Brother Quan, why don't they hurry up and stay with him for a while? Chu Ziyang's food can be cooked at any time. If you don't accompany me now, you will have to wait for a month. Which is more important or less important, only a fool can't tell.

Chu Ziyang saw him rolling his eyes at him again, and just when he was about to deal with him, Lao Xu called him out with an anxious look.

Wei Ninghe looked at the direction in which the two people were going out and thought to himself that there was probably some competition that was not going to be held. Anyway, it wouldn't be a trivial matter like not turning in the homework. Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes and followed the instructions of the Chinese teacher who came in. Start reading.

Wei Ninghe looked at the table next to him that had been empty for three periods, and his consciousness suddenly returned to the last time Chu Ziyang had a fever and did not come to class. He doubted himself and thought: This person must have been here in the morning. He remembered that he was still with him. He was talking. Thinking of this, he looked at the text message he sent to Chu Ziyang after the last class. No one responded after class. He was puzzled here and suddenly got up and walked to the office as if he couldn't help it.

"Is something wrong?" He looked at Lao Xu who was working in front of him, cleared his throat, and replied: "It's nothing. It's just that Chu Ziyang hasn't come back to class since you called him out. I'm afraid of delaying his study, so I came here. Let me ask you."

Lao Xu glanced at him in surprise. He felt that the relationship between the two people was so good now that even if his deskmate didn't go back to class, he would come and ask. Because of this relief, he quickly gave Wei Ninghe an unexpected answer. :"He came home."

"Ah?" Wei Ninghe asked in surprise, "Why did you suddenly take leave and go home?"

Lao Xu also replied with a confused look on his face: "I'm not sure, but his mother called me and asked me to help find Chu Ziyang. She was quite anxious. After answering the phone, Chu Ziyang wanted to ask for leave from me. It was said that something happened at home, so I didn’t ask much about other people’s family privacy.”

Wei Ninghe frowned after listening to Lao Xu's words, with a thoughtful look on his face. He thought how big of a deal this was and called him back in a hurry.

Seeing that he was standing there without saying anything, Lao Xu started to chase people away: "Okay, I've told you everything I know. You can go back to class."

"Oh." After Wei Ninghe responded absently, he walked back to the classroom full of doubts. All he could think about was what would happen to Chu Ziyang's family that would make him, a high school student, go home in a hurry. It couldn't be him. Dad's company went bankrupt? I didn't hear my mother say that. Just like that, Wei Ninghe, who had no one to tell him the answer, made random guesses all day long. Every now and then, he would take out his phone to take a look. Once, he was almost caught by the teacher, but then he turned on the vibration directly. , put it in his pocket, returned home and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, until Chu Ziyang wrote him a reply.

"What are you doing?" He muttered while looking at the few lines of text on his phone. He ran back to Hangzhou after not seeing each other for just one day? Is there anything I need to do in Hangzhou? Is it possible to make up for the National Day holiday? Thinking of this, he patted his thigh and gave a thumbs up gesture. If this was true, that would be awesome. Sure enough, if you study well, you can do whatever you want.

He focused his attention on these six words "It's okay, don't worry." The whole person suddenly felt dissatisfied, scoff, you are so sentimental, who will care about you? He just asked a few more times in a humanitarian spirit Where has he gone? Do you want help? Why do you care about him? It's so shameless.

He rolled his eyes, put down his cell phone with satisfaction and prepared to go to bed. Before going to bed, he was still talking about how heartless Chu Ziyang was. He didn't know to reply to the news early when there was nothing wrong, which made the head teacher worried for a whole day.

Wei Ninghe originally thought that Chu Ziyang would be back in two or three days at most, but it turned out that he was gone for four days and came back to class on Friday. When he came back from training and saw Chu Ziyang on the table next to him, he was surprised at first, but then he didn't know Why was he suddenly happy again, but he didn't show it. Instead, he banged the bag on the table, snorted and said, "You still know that when you come back to class, you will be gone for four days."

He originally thought that Chu Ziyang would definitely say something narcissistic like "I'm not missing these four days of classes." Unexpectedly, he just gave a faint hum, and then nothing more happened.

He noticed something was wrong with Chu Ziyang's mood, sat down slowly, poked Chu Ziyang's arm, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chu Ziyang looked sideways at him, smiled lightly, and replied: "It's okay." After saying that, he turned back and continued reading.

Wei Ninghe felt like shit in his heart. Just now, Chu Ziyang's eyes were all red and bloodshot, his mouth was so dry that his skin was boiling, and he looked haggard. He looked at this Chu Ziyang, who looked completely different from the previous few days. Ziyang couldn't help but wonder what he had experienced in the past few days.

The bell rang, and the English teacher walked into the classroom with the crisp sound of high heels. He was a little surprised and worried when he saw Chu Ziyang, whom he hadn't seen for a few days. He was surprised that he finally came to class, and worried about his current state.

"Ok, now let'schooseaclas□□ate to answer this question. Chu Ziyang."

When Chu Ziyang's name was called, he stood up as if waking up from a dream. He stared at the English teacher in confusion for a long time before replying: "Sorry, teacher."

The English teacher looked at the person who used to be able to answer the questions fluently no matter how difficult it was. Now he looked confused and sighed, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you need to ask for leave to go to the infirmary?"

Chu Ziyang shook his head and replied: "No, thank you, teacher."

"Hey, sit down and pay attention."

After Chu Ziyang sat down, Wei Ninghe couldn't wait to ask him: "What's wrong with you? I know all this question, but you can't answer it. You didn't listen to the class and just poked at this. You've already poked at four classes. Do you really not want to be the first in grade?"

"No, I'm just thinking about something else." Chu Ziyang looked at Wei Ninghe, whose brows were furrowed. He raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck. Without explaining anything, he turned his head and continued to be dazed.

Wei Ninghe didn't bother with him pinching the back of his neck. After all, anyone would get used to it from time to time. He looked at Chu Ziyang with concern in his eyes that he didn't even know he had.

Friday always goes by very quickly, and soon it’s evening self-study again. The students at this time are the most difficult to manage. After all, the chickens and ducks are all squealing and calling for friends before they are released from the cage. We were discussing where to go to play for a while, not to mention the high school students who were already very playful.

Wei Ninghe looked at the people in the class who were talking together in twos and threes when the teacher wasn't paying attention, people who were secretly passing notes, and even people who were playing with their mobile phones. Except for a few students who were studying very hard, almost everyone was happy and ready. All but Chu Ziyang looked like they were welcoming the weekend. He turned his head and looked at the person who had been in a daze all afternoon. He couldn't figure out why he had changed so much even if he thought about it.

"Hey." He poked Chu Ziyang and said, "You don't study anyway. Will I take you to a fun place next class?"

Chu Ziyang was suddenly called by him. It took a while for his brain, which was immersed in his own thoughts, to establish contact with the outside world. When he reacted, what he heard was Wei Ninghe saying that he would take him to a fun place.

He suddenly smiled and said, "What, do you want to kidnap me?"

When Wei Ninghe heard what he said, he also thought of the pervert he met during the National Day holiday. He let out a "tsk" and said dissatisfiedly: "If you don't love me, I won't let you go."

"go."

After class was over, the two of them went out. Chu Ziyang followed Wei Ninghe all the way to the school gate. He wanted to skip school and climb over the wall when he saw Wei Ninghe making a phone call and all he said was "I'm here." "You." What color clothes are you wearing?" "Okay, remember to say it was my parents who came to give you something." Those who didn't know better thought he was doing something shameful.

Wei Ninghe did indeed do something that cannot be known to some people, and those people are teachers. The management of No. [-] Middle School is strict and students are not allowed to order takeout. They even let patrol teachers occasionally patrol several places in the school where they can get takeout. If they are caught, they will be punished. Points were deducted from the class, so Wei Ninghe, who ordered milk tea, had to pretend to be relatives with the delivery boy.

After retrieving the milk tea, he turned around and handed a cup to Chu Ziyang. He picked up the remaining two and started walking back.

After Chu Ziyang took the milk tea, he said: "I thought you brought me here to skip class, but it turns out you went to get the milk tea without fear of being discovered."

Wei Ninghe punctured the plastic seal with a straw and took a sip before replying: "I went to get it openly so that no one would check. Moreover, I had already agreed with others that it was my relatives who were here to deliver the things. What's the point?" Scared."

Seeing his confident look, Chu Ziyang couldn't help but smile. Seeing him drinking one drink and carrying another, he asked with some confusion: "Can you drink two drinks?"

"After two cups of milk tea, I can't help but hold on. This is for He Shan." After Wei Ninghe finished speaking, he waved to He Shan, who had been notified and was waiting downstairs, "Here it is!"

He Shan ran over very quickly, pretending to be dissatisfied and said: "Really, don't you know if you can send it to me? I must come and get it."

Wei Ninghe raised the hand holding the milk tea and gave him a kick directly, "You got an advantage and you behaved well. I beat you until you call me dad. Do you believe it?"

He Shan received the kick obediently, and said with a smile: "That's right, you just brought it to me when you went upstairs, why do you insist on me coming down? Could it be that we haven't seen you for a long time, and you want to Me, do you have to walk around with me again? Can you please stop being so clingy?"

"Bah." Wei Ninghe rolled his eyes, handed him the milk tea and said, "We won't go back if we still have something to do. I'm too lazy to go upstairs and see you off before coming back down. Stop being so sentimental."

He Shan took the milk tea and looked at him and asked: "What can you two do at this time? You are just skipping class again. If you don't just run away, why are you always taking others with you!"

Before Wei Ninghe could roll up his sleeves and get started, Chu Ziyang spoke: "You misunderstood, it was me who called him."

"Ah?" He Shan looked at this and that, refreshing his understanding of Chu Ziyang after the last fight.

"You heard me, go back quickly, you are still in a hurry to go to class." Wei Ninghe waved his hand at him as if he was disgusted, leaving only his back in front of He Shan's contemptuous gesture.