I seem to have a crush on the little follower

Zhou Fan walked to the window of the canteen, thought for a while, and then asked: "Boss, do you have orange-flavored juice?"

"Yes, which one do you want?" The boss turned around.

"That," Zhou Fan stretched out his finger and pointed, "I want two bottles of the sweetest one."

Zhou Fan handed the coin to the boss, and then took the two bottles of orange juice. The orange clear liquid was shaking in the transparent bottle. He took them and ran towards Tang Le quickly.

"Here, brother please." Zhou Fan stretched out his hand and stuffed him a bottle.

"Why did you invite me to drink juice all of a sudden?" Tang Le caught it unprepared, then watched the man in front of him unscrew the bottle cap, and then drank most of it with his head raised, his Adam's apple rolled up and down as he swallowed.

"Just now I played ball in physical education class, and I ran so that my throat was about to smoke. When I bought it, I wanted to buy you a bottle. My little brother, I am willing to buy it." Zhou Fan smiled and patted him on the shoulder one time.

"That's not OK……"

Tang Le was still a little unnatural. He instinctively pushed it back into Zhou Fan's hand, but the other party avoided it.

Zhou Fan saw him like this, so he pretended to be serious and said: "The first rule of the Zhou Clan's Clan's rules is that what the boss outside the country says is what he says, he can't refute it, he can only accept it."

Seeing his serious expression, Tang Le was amused instead. He turned his head sideways and squinted his eyes: "Zhou Jiabang?"

"Then the Qinglong Gang? The White Tiger Gang? Forget it, it sounds too mentally retarded." Zhou Fan thought about the name for a long time, and finally chose to give up.

Tang Le said without mercy: "The Zhou Family Gang sounds like a carpenter."

"It's okay, a carpenter is a carpenter, I am a verb carpenter, you are a noun wood, just right, I will repair you." Zhou Fan smiled.

Tang Le raised his eyes: "If you call me Yumu's head, just say it."

Zhou Fan laughed loudly when he heard the sound: "Hey, this time it's amazing, and it's easy to get through."

"Thank you." Tang Le gave him a blank look.

"You're welcome!" Zhou Fan raised his hand and said modestly.

The two wandered back to the rental house together. Now Xie Haotian was immersed in Boss Zou's arms and couldn't extricate himself, and Zhao Qian had no news, so the two single dogs who were loved by no one loved them unconsciously approached Keep each other warm.

But it was more Zhou Fan who was forcing himself to keep warm. After all, Tang Le always had the face of a monk, which always gave Zhou Fan the illusion that he had seen through the world of mortals.

Zhou Fan went back to the house, changed his clothes, and then pushed the cart away, while Tang Le sat on the stairs staring at the half-drunk bottle of fruit juice in a daze. He didn't have much thought about Zhao Qian's matter, but today he was caught Only after Zhou Fan reminded did he suddenly realize that he hadn't come for half a month.

This incident happened too suddenly, without any news, and the time was not too short, so it made people flustered for no reason.

However, maybe it's just that I think too much, and there may be urgent matters at home.

He nodded in agreement, stretched out his hand to unscrew the bottle cap, raised his head and drank a few mouthfuls of orange juice, then stood up, patted the ashes on his butt, and went back to the house to do his homework.

Tang Le finished his homework early today, as usual, he marked the few questions he didn't know, and waited for Zhou Fan to come back to ask him. Thinking of this, he became inexplicably looking forward to it.He grabbed the English vocabulary book, lightly turned off the desk lamp, and paced back and forth in the corridor, carrying it on his back.

It was only past ten o'clock, and there was still some noise in the alley not far away, but a familiar car bell rang.

Tang Le looked up and stared at the corner, and sure enough, he saw Zhou Fan coming back on his bike.

When he came up, Tang Le realized that Zhou Fan's complexion was not very good. He didn't dare to say anything, but asked softly:

"It's so early today."

"Ah."

Zhou Fan nodded, sat down on the stairs, and then brought the hand behind his back just now to his front. He held a can of wine in his hand, hooked the ring with his finger, and opened it with a strong pull. took it.

"Beer?" Tang Le frowned.

"Yes, Snowflake, would you like a sip?" Zhou Fan stretched out the can that was about to overflow in front of him.

"No," Tang Le hid for a moment: "I won't."

Zhou Fan nodded when he heard the sound, didn't say much, just raised his head and drank for a while, a few drops of beer dripped from the corner of his mouth, Zhou Fan raised his arm and wiped it vigorously as if to relieve his anger.

Tang Le looked at him and frowned: "Don't drink it, this is wine, not water."

"It's okay, I'll be an adult in half a year, so I'm not afraid." Zhou Fan smiled.

"You're an adult, you don't know how ugly you are when you drink too much..." Tang Le said it directly in a hurry.

Zhou Fan paused for a moment, then raised his head and looked at him with a smile: "Then how do you know?"

"I guessed it." Tang Le thought for a long time, but couldn't find any good reason, so he could only tell nonsense with his eyes open.

"Guess exactly."

Zhou Fan laughed a few times, and then raised his head to finish the remaining beer, but just as he raised his arm, the soda can in his hand was snatched away.

Tang Le frowned, raised his arms and threw it downstairs. The can rolled crisply on the floor tiles a few times, and fell into the garbage bin downstairs.

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react, his right hand was still holding the can, but the space between his fingers was empty.

The air froze for a second, as if the world was quiet.

Tang Le coughed, aware of his gaffe just now, but still frowned and said, "Stop drinking, Brother Fan."

"Okay." Zhou Fan rubbed his hair, smiled helplessly, and said half-jokingly: "The rules that were just established by the Zhou Family Gang collapsed in an instant, and the boss has no dignity at all outside. This is a distortion of human nature after all. Or moral decay."

Tang Le felt a little embarrassed for a moment, he bowed his head and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'm just joking, why are you so serious." Zhou Fan smiled and turned his head: "You don't like people drinking?"

"Ah."

Tang Le thought of his father who got angry every time he borrowed alcohol, and nodded resolutely.

"Okay." Zhou Fan patted the ashes on his hands: "I won't drink from now on."

Tang Le paused for a moment, and the moment she lowered her head, her eyes were a little distracted: "Are...are you in a bad mood? If you're in a bad mood, it's okay to drink a little, don't worry about me..."

It can be seen that Zhou Fan's expression is quite different from that of the daytime. Although there is a smile on his face, Tang Le can feel sensitively that he is suppressing a certain emotion, which may make him go berserk at any time.

Zhou Fan paused for a few seconds, then said casually: "It's okay, I just answered the phone, my grandma is sick."

He had already forgotten the missed call that day, but he didn't expect his grandma to call in the afternoon. Although it was just a cold, she seemed to have said something unintentionally, which made Zhou Fan feel a little complicated.

Zhou Fan knew that some things at home had nothing to do with him, but it seemed that a big thorn that had been hanging for too long fell down.

It made him breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he was stabbed in pain.

"Ah... don't be sad."

Tang Le paused when he heard the sound. He thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of how to comfort him. He scratched his ears and cheeks and almost blushed in embarrassment.

Zhou Fan could see what he was thinking, but he didn't expose it. He just looked at him quietly with his chin on his hands, with a faint smile on his lips.

But such a leisurely smile made Tang Le feel even more embarrassed. He struggled for more than ten seconds before standing up.

"Wait a minute." Tang Le turned around and walked into the house.

"it is good."

Zhou Fan turned his head to look at his back, wanting to see what kind of tricks this kid can make.

One minute later, Tang Le hurried out.

With a slight smile on his face, he sat down beside Zhou Fan, took out a delicately packaged iron box from his pocket, and opened it.

Inside was the chocolate that Zhao Qian originally gave him, but he kept it and was not willing to eat it.

"Here you are," Tang Le took out a chocolate wrapped in white sugar paper and handed it to him: "Eat a candy, it will be much better."

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, and then reached out to take it. He gently peeled off the candy wrapper, revealing the dark brown box-shaped chocolate inside, with a big "kiss" engraved on it.

Tang Le noticed his gaze, and felt a little embarrassed when he looked over.

"Zhao Qian bought this last month. He wanted to give it to a girl, but he gave it to me in the end." Tang Le hurriedly explained.

"No wonder," Zhou Fan laughed a couple of times after hearing the sound: "Just to put it bluntly, it's not like your style to buy this kind of thing."

"I'm not that picky either." Tang Le scratched his head.

"Yes," Zhou Fan put it into his mouth, and when he bit it lightly, the juice flowed out. The fragrant chocolate melted his entire mouth. He raised his eyes contentedly, leaned in front of Tang Le, and licked it. The corner of the lips: "You actually gave me the little treasure you treasured. If it's not that you're not stingy, it means that I have a high status in your heart."

"I..." Tang Le paused, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan smiled, stretched out his hand and peeled off another piece of chocolate, and then stuffed it into Tang Le's mouth while he opened his mouth slightly.

Tang Le didn't react, and took a bite unconsciously, almost losing his teeth because of the sweet taste felt by the taste buds on the tip of his tongue.

"Forget it, don't talk about it," Zhou Fan looked at him chewing lightly, and waved his hand: "You are so thin, you should eat more, it's better to eat more than to say more."

"Yes," Tang Le looked at him and said vaguely, "Eating more is better than talking too much."

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to realize that he was actually talking too much in secret, and smiled: "You really, don't talk if you don't talk, and you can't wait to talk to me if you talk."

Tang Le laughed at the sound, and turned around with a "hum".

After tutoring Tang Le's homework, it was already midnight.

Zhou Fan lay quietly on the bed, threw the raised textbook to the side, then turned over and lay down on the bed.

Grandma said that she went to the hospital some time ago, but by coincidence, she ran into her father and the aunt. She said that the aunt had entered the obstetrics and gynecology department and was holding her stomach when she came out.

Grandma just took a look at it from afar, then turned and left.

She didn't plan to tell Zhou Fan at first, but after thinking about it, she called him, but it happened that the phone didn't connect, so she gave up the idea. Finally decided to tell him about it.

He is going to have a younger brother or younger sister, Zhou Fan's first reaction is this matter.

He frowned. He didn't know why, and he even felt a little disgusted with this life that hadn't landed yet. It was no wonder that his father severed ties with him so decisively and resolutely this time. It turned out that he had a backing.

He suddenly felt a little sore in his heart, but he punched himself in the blink of an eye, sour, like a motherfucker, but Zhou Fan was silent for a while, then got up and opened the drawer, and sent the old photo of his mother for a long time stay.

Finally, he collapsed on the bed and let out a long sigh.

The next day Zhou Fan went decisively to the class teacher's office.

The head teacher stepped on those red high heels, and then watched him sign the poverty subsidy with a surprised but relieved expression.

"It would be great if you signed it earlier. You will be in your third year of high school soon. With such excellent grades, it would be a pity to delay any longer. With this subsidy, the monthly living expenses of high school will be enough in the future." The class teacher held Genhong The pen tapped the table and said.

"Well, thank you school leader."

Zhou Fanyun said calmly, he turned around and left the office with a signature pen, stood still at the railing at the end of the corridor, frowning.

Finally, he was also defeated in another way, and finally bowed his head to life and money.

In fact, it's just a matter of recklessness. When he is admitted to a good university, he will have a brand new life waiting for him.

Zhou Fan propped his hands on the railing, and glanced across the teaching building opposite.

On the opposite side, a figure who had just left the classroom suddenly stood still. That person should have looked over as soon as he left the classroom, otherwise he would not have noticed it in such a timely manner.

Seeing him stop, Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and waved to him.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out two fingers with his right hand, touched his lips lightly, and then blew an extremely exaggerated kiss to Tang Le.

Tang Le on the opposite side didn't seem to see clearly, he squinted his eyes, then smiled lightly, just tilted his head at him to signal that he saw it, then turned and walked towards the toilet.

Zhou Fan stared at his figure walking quickly, reminiscing about Tang Le's smile just now, remembering his inconspicuous small canine teeth and eyes with curled eyelashes and long lashes, and then smiled with relief.

Right, a new life is waiting for you too!

The author has something to say: Zhou Fan: Today is also an inspirational brother full of energy! (vomit)