The sleeping agent of the mysterious deskmate

The atmosphere in the dormitory was a bit embarrassing for a while, Yang Yifan's brain was a little confused, and he didn't even know whether to be angry or what to do, and finally said casually: "Are you hungry? Go eat?"

The restaurant of Yingyuan College is a whole building. It looks more like a food street in a shopping mall than a school cafeteria. There are rows of restaurants for students to choose from. There is also a buffet, which is full of varieties and dazzling.

Zhang Shaolei saw Yang Yifan and the others coming from a long distance, fearing that people would not see him, he waved his thick arms and shouted at the top of his voice: "Brother Fan, Brother Fan, here it is!"

Many people in the messed-up restaurant looked at them, Yang Yifan gave him a blank look, walked over, and sat down next to Xia Yu.

Zhang Shaolei was anxious to announce the good news to him: "We got the results of the monthly exam last week. Brother Fan, you have improved, and you are second to last! You can get one credit, haha!"

Yang Yifan really wanted to kick him to death: "You can't keep your voice down, it's not embarrassing enough!"

Zhang Shaolei lowered his voice: "No, do you know who is the last one?"

Then he looked at Fang Chen with indescribable words: "Fang Chen, I really admire you, you are a towering existence who despises everything, everything in the world is insignificant in your eyes..."

"Speak human!" Yang Yifan glared at him.

"Did you know that the bottom one is Fang Chen who got perfect marks in the difficult physics papers, and got zero marks in all four subjects! What is awesome, this is it! Either perfect marks or zero marks!"

"Brother Chen, can you not do this? Where do we put our hard-working faces? After all, it is also a monthly exam, adding credits, and recording it in the file..."

Yang Yifan looked over in surprise, zero points in four subjects?

Doesn't that mean handing in all blank papers? He suddenly remembered that before the exam, he borrowed a pen from Fang Chen, and Fang Chen gave him the pen in his hand at that time.

So he was in a quiet examination room, unable to play with his mobile phone, unable to chat, and could only sit in front of blank papers for a whole day.

Fang Chen said lightly: "Oh, I fell asleep during the exam." Then he asked Yang Yifan: "What do you want to eat?"

Yang Yifan felt a little stuck in his heart, got up and pulled Fang Chen away: "Come with me."

"This is how you help me earn credits?! You only have one pen during the exam and you lend it to me, do you want me to be grateful to you and shout long live!" Yang Yifan spoke with a heavy tone.

Fang Chen coaxed him: "Even if there is only one pen in the morning, I can buy it in the afternoon. Don't get me wrong, I just want to sleep."

Yang Yifan was speechless for a while, as if he had thought of something, he took out the black pen from his school uniform pocket, and handed it to Fang Chen: "Return it to you, and... thank you."

After Fang Chen took it, he stuffed it into Yang Yifan's pocket again, and said with a smile: "The things I gave away have never been brought back, so be obedient and take them with you."

Emphasized it again: "Remember, yes, bring, on, on, on, on, on, body!"

The thick body of the pen touched his body through the shirt, causing a strange feeling, and Fang Chen's words were even more like a curse, which made him unable to refuse.

For a moment Yang Yifan was a little dazed, he let Fang Chen stuff it into the breast pocket of his shirt, and patted it twice.

There is a noodle shop in front, Fang Chen pointed to the signboard in front of the shop and said, "This noodle looks delicious, how about we eat this?"

Fang Chen asked about topping noodles.After frying with bacon, shredded bamboo shoots, day lily, green vegetables, bean puffs, etc., add the broth and pour it on the cooked thin handmade noodles. It not only looks very attractive, but also tastes delicious and nutritious healthy.

Yang Yifan finally came back from a daze, instinctively nodded and agreed.

He found out that Fang Chen came back from the United States, but he liked the special food in S City. After ordering two sets of noodles, he bought another set of fried steamed buns and Nanxiang Xiaolong.

The noodles were more delicious than they looked, Fang Chen not only finished eating the noodles, but even picked up a bowl to drink until there was no soup left.

But at this moment, Wang Zihao came over again, sitting carelessly in front of Fang Chen, Zhang Shaolei Xia Yu immediately became vigilant, and scolded him: "Are you a bitch, it's not fun to come here again."

Yang Yifan already knew his intention, so he just frowned to see what he was saying.

Wang Zihao smiled and said: "Don't worry, buddies, I'm here to find Fang Chen."

I saw Fang Chen again: "Do you also like to eat noodles with toppings? I know a noodle shop that has been run by four generations of grandparents. It is in an old alley. Although the place is remote, they use secret recipes handed down from more than 100 years ago. The taste is very authentic, and the store is also very distinctive, how about I take you to eat on weekends?"

Fang Chen was picking up a piece of fried steamed buns to eat, and looked at him indifferently: "No need."

Yang Yifan put down the spoon heavily and made a crisp sound, Wang Zihao immediately asked him with a smile: "Brother Fan, the monthly exam results are down, how did Brother Fan do this time? It won't be the bottom one again, right? "

"Fang Chen, you don't even know that Yang Yifan has been ranked last in the monthly exam several times in a row. How should I say this? Although the grades can't explain everything, it is an attitude towards things, isn't it..."

Fang Chen: "Before you come, you'd better investigate everything. I'm the last one, so you're saying that I'm not serious. I advise you to leave before I'm not angry. You're here to affect my appetite. "

Yang Yifan, who had a calm face, laughed out loud.

Wang Zihao's facial expression froze, red and white for a while, but then he smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will apologize to you. I just, I just hope you can give me a chance. Well, I'll go, let's go Let's talk next time."

Zhang Shaolei looked at Wang Zihao who kept laughing and left, with an expression as if he had eaten a fly: "Damn, why is he so disgusting, is he playing some kind of conspiracy?"

Xia Yu looked at Fang Chen, and sneered: "It's just to please. Fang Chen's family is really powerful to make the young master of Lingfeng Technology so obsequious."

Zhang Shaolei looked over in astonishment, then shook his head and sighed: "The creator fools people, they are all born with a golden spoon in their mouths, and they are so beautiful, not to mention swinging people with one arm, they can get perfect marks in physics. I used to think that Brother Fan is a collection of thousands of pets The proud son of heaven, now here comes Fang Chen, who is better at learning than Brother Fan, how do you let ordinary people like us live."

Xia Yu: "Brother Fan used to have good grades. There are many photos of Brother Fan's various trophies in the school reference room, and Wang Zihao's grades have always been behind Brother Fan. It was only after he entered high school... .”

Seeing Yang Yifan's warning eyes, he immediately fell silent.

When Fang Chen heard that there were photos of Yang Yifan when he was young in Xia Yu's school reference room, he became concerned. After they finished eating, they went to the school reference room alone.

He could never forget the night of the thunderstorm. After dreaming of the little boy who was afraid of thunder, he woke up and saw Yang Yifan shivering under the quilt.

I have feelings for the child in my dream, feel distressed, and feel sorry for the real one. It seems that what happened to me has been forgotten.

Is Yang Yifan that child? Why can he sleep only by his side.He couldn't see Yang Yifan all day yesterday and this morning. The uncomfortable feeling all over his body made him not want to experience it again.

All of this was too mysterious and fantastic, he wanted to quickly find out what kind of connection he had with Yang Yifan.

The reference room is in the library, and there are almost no students coming in, so it is very quiet.

He counted the years when Yang Yifan was in elementary school, searched the school's historical materials one by one, and finally saw a title:

"Congratulations to Yang Yifan, a student of our school, who won the championship of the 100-meter swimming competition for elementary school students in S City. "

Below is a photo of a child standing on the podium with the trophy in his arms.His face was tense, and Yang Yifan's shadow could be vaguely seen, but it was exactly the same as the child in the dream.

He was convinced that the little boy in his dream was Yang Yifan!

Suddenly there was a severe stabbing pain in his head, and he hugged his head and squatted on the ground in pain. It seemed that there was a mass of stuff accumulated in his brain, which made him have a splitting headache, and the mass seemed to be a vague memory, but he couldn't think of it. up is what.

He only heard a voice, his own voice, calling out with great pity and longing: "Fanfan..."

"Fang Chen, what's wrong with you?!"

Knowing that Fang Chen had gone to the reference room, Yang Yifan was inexplicably worried, and came to him out of his "duty" to take care of him. He was startled when he saw him squatting on the ground holding his head from afar, and hurried over to help him:

"What's wrong with you, do you want to go to the infirmary?"

Miraculously, from hearing his voice and seeing others, the tingling pain immediately eased.Especially being supported by his hands, I feel extremely at ease and comfortable.

Want to be closer to him, to have him...

Fang Chen couldn't help stretching out his hands to hold Yang Yifan's face.

"What are you doing!" Yang Yifan threw him off: "Are you sick? I'll call Pete for you."

"No need, it's ready."

Nice to see you.

After Yang Yifan brought him back to the dormitory, he was still worried: "Are you really okay?"

"With you by my side, it's fine..."

Yang Yifan: "..."

Yang Yifan was speechless. Fang Chen seemed normal at ordinary times, so he would often ignore the matter of his mental illness. I didn't see him for a while, and he became like that. It seems that he really needs someone to take care of him.

After thinking about it for a while, he made a decision. When he returned to his dormitory, he began to pack the stationery and textbooks on the table.

At this time Xia Yu came back, his face was a bit wrong: "Brother Fan, you..."

As soon as I said a word, my voice was a little choked, my eyes were red, and the joints of my hands were white, and I tried not to lose my composure: "You... Your father locked your bank card? Where did you come from? So much money?"

Yang Yifan stopped his hands and looked at him: "The squad leader told you? Yes, he untied it for me again. Do you still need it? I'll pass it on to you."

Xia Yu shook her head hard, but also worried: "No need...Did you promise your father something, more than 20 yuan, he will give it to you if he says so."

Yang Yifan scoffed: "Does he want to ask me a lot? But you, why don't you tell me why you borrowed money?"

Xia Yu bit her lips tightly, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, and finally whispered: "If, I said if... I did something wrong, will you forgive me? Will you ignore me?"

Yang Yifan: "We started from the first grade of elementary school. We have classes in one class, sleep in the dormitory in one, and play together on weekends and holidays. The time we spend together is longer than that with our parents. Do you think that ten years of friendship can be broken? Don't Say you did something wrong, even if you want to kill and set fire, I will guard you."

Xia Yu's voice was a little trembling: "I'm sorry Brother Fan... I, I will tell you later... but you have to forgive me... okay?"

Yang Yifan was so confused: "What the hell?! Has something to do with me? Is someone bullying you?"

"No, no." Xia Yu hurriedly shook her head: "I'll tell you later, first...don't ask."

Yang Yifan glanced at him, didn't continue to press, and put the packed things into his schoolbag: "You can do it yourself, I'm going to the opposite side."

Opposite is Fang Chen's room.

Xia Yu was taken aback: "Here, so early?"

Yang Yifan: Forest Wood, "Yes. I will move to Fangchen's dormitory for the next three months, and I will come back to live with you after three months."