I have something to say about the invisible population of schools

The days when the two of them were able to play around in the school and play a few spells to refresh their mood in their free time like they are doing now is a day gone by.The two were hardly separated at school.

Even on weekends, Yang Xiaofeng fooled grandma with "I have an exam to prepare for" and stayed at school for the weekend.

The two just sent Fei Siqi away today, Ji Songze didn't make things difficult for him, but patted him on the shoulder to express his respect.

It was the second time for Yang Xiaofeng to see such a scene, and it brought him a different feeling.

He hadn't been with Fei Siqi for a long time, but he could still feel Fei Siqi's desire to live.

That was a person, a person who was still alive not long ago, he clearly had friends and lovers waiting for him, but he just sadly left the world like this.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't know what to say, he just felt sore in his heart, and waved to him as a compliment.

He thought he could let go, he could stop thinking about He Bin.

But seeing Fei Siqi's reluctance in his eyes, he couldn't help thinking: Why can someone want others to die with a clear conscience.Take He Bin as an example. He wanted to survive so he used sorcery, but isn't the life of others important?

Not so.

Yang Xiaofeng watched Fei Siqi slowly disappear, bit his lip and thought: Sure enough, He Bin can't be let off like this.

Ji Songze turned to look at Yang Xiaofeng, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him softly: "Don't think too much."

Yang Xiaofeng just nodded.

That night, the lights were turned off in the dormitory, and Yang Xiaofeng lay on the bed feeling a little uneasy.He would think: Could that spell really work?What is the price for him to activate the forbidden technique?What would it cost them to be together?

Before he could figure out an answer, Ji Songze beside him turned around in a daze, stretched his arms, and hugged him through the quilt.

The spirit body has no weight and doesn't feel heavy. Yang Xiaofeng stretched out his hand and patted his arm, thinking: Don't think about it so much, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge.See you later.

Yang Xiaofeng originally thought that this weekend would be in a corner of the campus, enjoying a quiet time with Ji Songze.But I don't want to suddenly receive a call from a stranger in the dormitory.

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded very old, with deep tiredness: "Hello, is this student Yang Xiaofeng?"

"I am," Yang Xiaofeng was a little confused, he confirmed that he had never heard this voice before, "May I ask who you are?"

"My surname is Bai, and my name is Bai Hong."

"Sorry, I don't seem to know you."

"I am Bai Jing's father."

Yang Xiaofeng held up the phone and was stunned for a while.

"Are you free now? There are some things I want to ask you face to face."

"what's up?"

"About my daughter."

When Yang Xiaofeng heard the word Bai Jing, he felt a surge of disgust. He didn't know if this father knew about his daughter's evil deeds, but he thought that if he could name such a lawless daughter, this Bai Hong might not be a good person.

Thinking of this, his tone was not too polite, and he said bluntly: "There is nothing to mention."

"I can give you money."

Yang Xiaofeng wanted to yell out with a strong backbone: "Who wants your money?"

But the words turned around a few times, and finally turned into: "That's fine."

The two reached a consensus, and Bai Hong immediately drove to Chengnan University.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Songze quickly comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay, I don't want the money delivered to my door."

"That's how it is said," Yang Xiaofeng was a little worried, "But does this count as ill-gotten gains?"

"It might be for him, but it's not for you." Ji Songze rubbed his hair, "Besides, there should be a lot of money in your house. Just keep it."

"That's right. I've always wanted to have money and decorate my home. After graduation, I can find a stable job." Yang Xiaofeng lowered his head and smiled, "But it probably won't work now."

"Why?" Ji Songze couldn't help teasing, "You don't mean to blackmail people's property?"

"No, I will support you in the future. I have to find a job that can earn money."

"I don't want you to support me." The smile on Ji Songze's face narrowed, and his voice was a little low. "I can support myself."

This sentence made him feel completely helpless.

Yang Xiaofeng held his hand: "It's okay, hospitalization costs money. When you recover, we can start raising other things. Puppies and cats, no, the cat is still gone."

"We should provide a house for the two of us."

"This is good. Is it a wedding room? How should I decorate it?"

"Let's think about it, install a bathtub, and a mirror in the bathroom."

"There must be a mirror in the bathroom. The big one."

"Well," Ji Songze nodded, "It's better to be older."

"Songze," Yang Xiaofeng leaned over suddenly, resting his chin on his shoulder, "I can't help being happy just thinking about living with you in the future."

Ji Songze stretched out a hand to support his back, and said after a long time, "I'm happy too."

The two hugged each other for a long time, and Ji Songze spoke first: "Xiaofeng, you must be well in the future."

Yang Xiaofeng felt that what he said was strange, and was about to ask, but Ji Songze hugged him even harder, and said in a hoarse voice next to his ear: "Let me hug you."

"What's wrong?" Yang Xiaofeng hugged him back, and whispered in his ear, "It's time, be a little happier."

"It's okay, I just want to hug you."

Ji Songze let go, Yang Xiaofeng looked at him, only to find that he was looking at him and smiling softly.

"Don't look at me like that, it's embarrassing."

Yang Xiaofeng put one hand on his shoulder, and swiped his phone a few times with the other.

Ji Songze looked at him with deeper and deeper eyes.

"Xiaofeng, you know I'm actually 11 years older than you."

"Well, I know."

"I'm not particularly innocent..."

"Nonsense," Yang Xiaofeng said angrily, "They framed you. I don't believe it, and neither do you."

"But others don't know."

"So what? What does it have to do with others?"

"I'm afraid that people will say that it's fine if you hang out with a man, but he's still an old man with a criminal record. I don't want you to be wronged like this."

"What's wrong with that?" Yang Xiaofeng laughed, "They're blind, they can't see how good you are. I just feel happy to be with you."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xiaofeng shook his head again: "It shouldn't be like this, you are a victim in the first place. I will find a way to tell others that you are right, okay?"

Ji Songze lowered his head and stroked his cheek: "You have to think clearly, being with me is a lifetime thing, if you suddenly don't want me..."

Just as Yang Xiaofeng was about to refute, Ji Songze smiled wryly: "You don't want me anymore, and I can't do anything."

"I like you, I just want you to be happy."

"Then you made me happy." Yang Xiaofeng felt like laughing for no reason when he heard this, and couldn't help poking him in the waist again, so he made a complaint.

Ji Songze was still a little sad at first, but now he was amused again, and he grabbed his hand, and the atmosphere between the two became relaxed: "Honestly, don't you regret it?"

Yang Xiaofeng shook his head firmly: "No matter what happens, I will be with you."

"It's not with me," Ji Songze held his shoulders to look him at the same level, "No matter what happens, you have to be fine."

"That's not a matter of course," Yang Xiaofeng laughed again, "It's not good, how can I live with you."

"You promised me." Ji Songze raised his palm, "Come, givemefive."

With a sound of "pa", the two people's palms touched, and they clapped their hands together to make a promise.

"Stop standing, sit down." Yang Xiaofeng felt that standing still in the dormitory was boring, so he asked Ji Songze to sit down on the bed, and began to think about the matter in front of him.

"However, what does Bai Jing's father want from me?"

"My daughter is dead. It's quite normal to come to find someone to understand the situation."

"Speaking of which, Bai Jing's cat is still where Liu Yiyi is."

"The cat? Oh, the one you held that day? It's so pretty."

"There are tens of thousands of cat breeds." Yang Xiaofeng imitated Bai Jing's accent vividly, "Speaking of which, I forgot to find a home for this cat."

"It's such a big cat, it shouldn't be too close to its new owner, and there are very few people willing to adopt it."

"What can we do? Can't we just throw it away like this? If it's not possible, let Liu Yiyi take care of it. I think she is very happy holding the cat."

"Are you sure she can be raised? She has been kept in the dormitory?"

"Hey, forget it, forget about the cat." Yang Xiaofeng waved his hand, as if to shake away the shadow brought by the cat.

"Then I miss you."

"It's right next to you, what do you want to think about?"

Ji Songze squinted and smiled, but didn't speak, just looked at him and approached him little by little.

"No," Yang Xiaofeng said anxiously, "Aren't you 16 years old?"

"Don't swallow my extra 13 years old without authorization."

"What about later? You promised me."

Ji Songze rushed forward to hug him, buried his head on his soft stomach, and said sullenly, "Can I keep my words?"

Yang Xiaofeng reached out and touched his head, and told him seriously: "No."

The author has something to say: tomorrow at ten o'clock