Qi spirit

The music theory class was taught very carefully, and Yan Yuling regarded it as learning Japanese. He saw some students dozing off one after another, and then they were called up and punished by the strict teacher one by one. He was beginning to be very hungry.

After class, it was lunch time. Yan Yuling followed the class monitor to the cafeteria with great anticipation. While queuing up to pick up meals, Yan Yuling observed and found that the food on the plate was well distributed, and everyone was not always the same.Students with plump bodies have fat-reducing meals on their plates, and those who are too thin have nutritious ingredients on their plates. Students without body shape problems are not necessarily, some are rich, and some are monotonous.

When it was Yan Yuling's turn, the meal delivery staff looked at his certificate hanging around his neck, and handed him a sumptuous set meal with pork chops. The class monitor and several students behind Yan Yuling let out a low sigh of envy.

Yan Yuling felt that he was right, the catering should also be included in the tuition fee.Looking at the fried pork cutlet completely covered with rice, and then looking at an exquisite nigiri sushi with the main course, as well as a bowl of colorful vegetable and fruit salad, a cup of steamed egg, and a bowl of miso soup.Yan Yuling couldn't believe that the school's food could be so good, it was almost like a restaurant, he looked around.

The squad leader touched Yan Yuling's elbow, telling him not to be dazed and eat quickly.Yan Yuling picked up the chopsticks and thought of Han Feng, did Han Feng get the money?If not, would Han Feng still have to catch the pickpocket and let him treat him?Thinking about it, Yan Yuling got up and asked the cafeteria staff for a lunch box, saying that he would return it the next day after washing it, but the staff was more than happy to give it to him, and said something that Yan Yuling didn't quite understand, as if what he said was too much Too much, maybe because he felt that the set meal was too much, and he couldn't finish it.

Yan Yuling thought the same way, he didn't need to eat so well, he felt that he shouldn't take too much advantage of Han Feng, so he packed up the whole pork chop rice and wanted to give it to Han Feng.The squad leader cast a questioning look, and he said he couldn't eat it.

After lunch, it was actually an English class. Yan Yuling took out the class timetable to look at it. It was too easy to take these two classes today.However, there will be vocal music and dance lessons tomorrow, which makes Yan Yuling frown, singing and dancing, he never thought that he could do it, Han Feng asked him to learn these, is he seriously wanting him to perform in the future to make money?

Yan Yuling was out of school in the afternoon, which meant that he didn't have to eat dinner at school. Yan Yuling patted the lunch box in his hand contentedly, thanking himself for keeping it.Not long after leaving the classroom, the headmaster came to say hello warmly and said that he would treat him to dinner.

Yan Yuling declined, because after those painful experiences, he had to stay away from strangers.

Han Feng really didn't come to pick him up. Yan Yuling had a good memory, and he arrived at the subway station soon along the way he came. He studied the stop sign and then entered the station to wait for the bus. The crowd was still raging. During the chance encounter on the platform, he turned his head, took a look at this strange environment, and reminded himself that the past no longer existed.

The moment he turned his head, Yan Yuling caught sight of a somewhat familiar tall figure who suddenly turned his back to him and then flashed into the crowd, Yan Yuling wanted to see clearly but it was too late.When the car arrived, Yan Yuling was pushed into the car by the crowd, took two buses, wandered around for nearly an hour, and finally returned to the remote community far away from the urban area.

When Yan Yuling passed the park, Han Feng stopped him from behind. Yan Yuling turned his head, and the moment he saw Han Feng, he thought of the figure who suspected of avoiding him at the subway station. Yan Yuling blinked, lowered his head, Han Feng He passed him and walked ahead.

Yan Yuling followed Han Feng, staring involuntarily at Han Feng's hand hanging by his side, Han Feng's hand looked rougher than his father's.Han Feng held a bag in his other hand, which contained beer. Yan Yuling opened his mouth, but before he could ask, Han Feng asked, "Have you eaten yet? I said hello, and the principal will treat you to dinner."

Yan Yuling swallowed his saliva, and after a while he hummed in a low voice, stepped forward a few steps, and took out the lunch box from his backpack, "I'll give you an extra lunch for school."

Han Feng stopped in his tracks, tilted his mouth, and looked at Yan Yuling with mocking eyes. Yan Yuling blushed suddenly, and lowered his head at a loss.

"I, Han Feng, have never eaten leftovers in my life." Han Feng clenched his fist and knocked Yan Yuling on the head, and Yan Yuling immediately defended: "It's not leftovers, I haven't eaten them!"

Han Feng sneered, scolded: "You stinky brat!" Then he turned around and continued walking.

Yan Yuling frowned, dissatisfied, and shouted at Han Feng: "I specially reserved it for you! It's not a charity! You haven't received the money yet, why should you dislike it!"

Han Feng only stopped for a moment, then continued walking, his steps were still bold and sassy, ​​and he actually started humming.Yan Yuling had no choice but to follow.Han Feng didn't deny it, saying that he was right. If Han Feng had money, he wouldn't be so shabby. He only bought a can of beer.

When I walked to the small shop, the old boss happened to be moving things.Yan Yuling caught up with Han Feng, and put the lunch box and backpack at Han Feng's feet.

"I said I want to make money for you, and I won't spend your money in vain." After finishing speaking, Yan Yuling ran to the small shop, picked up a pack of instant noodles as a reward, reached an agreement with the boss, and started moving things.

Yan Yuling was used to hard work.Before he ran away from home, he thought that when he grew up, he would be like many people, becoming a white-collar worker working in an office building, wearing a suit and tie, receiving a monthly salary, raising a family, buying a car, and buying a house.After running away from home, with no academic qualifications, only labor is left, and the most ordinary ideals cannot be realized. They can only pursue the most basic food and clothing.

The shop owner gave Yan Yuling an extra pack of roasted peanuts, Yan Yuling couldn't help but smile with joy that he hadn't seen for a long time, and then the boss gave him another fat radish.

Satisfied, Yan Yuling returned to the street with the results of his work, but Han Feng was nowhere to be seen, and Yan Yuling's backpack and lunch box were still in place.Yan Yuling was helpless, but also a little angry, he returned to the place where he was staying, the door was ajar, he knocked on the door tremblingly and then came in.

Han Feng leaned against the wall and sat in a corner where the setting sun couldn't reach, looking up at Yan Yuling. Even from the angle of looking up, he still had a suffocating aura that Yan Yuling couldn't show off. confidence.

The room is still empty, which proves that Han Feng has not received the money yet.Yan Yuling silently took the things in his hands to the wall and placed them, and saw Han Feng sitting on the window sill to smoke again, and the empty beer cans were poured under the window sill.

"The person who contacted Luka was in trouble. I won't be able to see him for a while, but you don't have to worry about the money. I, Han Feng, can get it if you want it. I will bring you a quilt and an electric fan tonight. , You don’t have to be frugal and hungry starting tomorrow.” Han Feng kept looking out the window with a satisfied expression on his face.

Yan Yuling froze in place, hesitated for a while, then took the instant noodles, radish, and lunch box, went to the shop owner to borrow the kitchen, cooked the noodles, heated up the rice, and took them back.He put the noodles under the window sill where Han Feng was sitting, and squatted in the corner to eat with the rice in his hands.Because Han Feng let Han Feng let the rice dry in the sun, the rice was already a bit sour, Yan Yuling didn't dare to let Han Feng eat it.

The heat from the noodles mixed with the second-hand smoke from Han Feng's nose. Han Feng flicked the cigarette butt out of the window, jumped off the window sill, picked up the noodle bowl, and sprinkled it out of the window.

Yan Yuling was dumbfounded, anger filled his chest, he stared at Han Feng.

Han Feng walked up to Yan Yuling and squatted down. Yan Yuling didn't dare to stare any more, and turned his face away, but Han Feng pinched his chin hard, not letting him hide.

Yan Yuling bit the bullet and looked at Han Feng, if he didn't look at it, he would feel chills down his spine.Han Feng's eyes were cold, like when he ordered to kill someone.

"Don't do this kind of thing again. If you do it, I don't need to beat you. I'll beat that old man and tear down that shop." Han Feng said slowly before letting go of Yan Yuling's chin.

Yan Yuling immediately stood up, very unconvinced, still holding the rice in both hands, wiped his mouth before replying: "I didn't do anything shameful!"

Han Feng smiled, "Yo ho, you really dare to talk back again and again? It seems that you are really thick-skinned and not afraid of being beaten!"

Yan Yuling bit his lip and lowered his head, he was struggling in his heart, and wanted to simply separate from Han Feng, but he felt that he had failed Luka.

Looking at Han Feng again, Han Feng's arrogant smile has disappeared. He glanced at Yan Yuling's lunch box and said in a deep voice: "Go take a shower when you are full, and go to the park to enjoy the cool in the room if it is too hot. I have to go out to do errands, can you You have to lock the door and watch your things carefully, if you break into the empty door, I will beat you to death!"

Yan Yuling watched Han Feng leave. Han Feng kept threatening to beat him, but he never did.Yan Yuling found out that Han Fengzhen had left the key in the room, saying that he really had the responsibility to stay behind and couldn't leave whenever he wanted.

Yan Yuling sighed helplessly, squatted down and continued eating.He really couldn't figure out what Han Feng was dissatisfied with.

That night, Han Feng really brought back what he promised.Yan Yuling turned off the lights, but did not sleep because the landlord did not allow the lights to be turned on all night.Yan Yuling stood up and opened the door for Han Feng. He wanted to turn on the light, but Han Feng said no, saying that it would be too annoying to attract the landlord.

Han Feng carried the quilt and electric fan up by himself, put them outside the door, and asked Yan Yuling to move them, but he left by himself, saying he was going to take a bath.

In the dark, Yan Yuling saw that Han Feng's back was still tough, and felt that Han Feng was really powerful, but he was still a little skeptical, maybe Han Feng did something bad and blackmailed people back for these things.

After Yan Yuling finished moving things, he saw a bag outside the door, opened it, and found several big and red Fuji apples.Yan Yuling especially likes to eat apples.I still remember that when I was doing odd jobs in Han Feng’s modeling company, I used a lot of apples for a photo shoot, and after the photo was taken, I distributed it to those who wanted it. greasy.

Han Feng didn't come back for a long time, Yan Yuling was really sleepy, Han Feng had already taken the key, Yan Yuling locked the door and went to sleep.The electric fan was new, as were the quilts and blankets. Yan Yuling estimated that Han Feng had already received the money from Luka.

I don't know what time it was, but Yan Yuling was awakened by the sound of the door entering while he was asleep. The smell of cigarettes was very strong. He felt that Han Feng had smoked at least two packs of cigarettes.

"Brother Feng..." Yan Yuling rubbed his eyes, got up, and Han Feng lay down on the bed he made.

"Shut up and sleep." Han Feng said.

Yan Yuling was stunned for a while, but still said softly: "Tomorrow I will go to work for someone else, and I can earn my own dinner, Brother Feng, don't worry about me."

The silence between the two lasted for a while, and Han Feng said in a voice that was neither heavy nor high, "Let me tell you, if you are still worried about money when you are with me, Han Feng, that is tantamount to insulting my uncle."

Yan Yuling pursed his lips, not daring to say anything, suddenly Han Feng sat up, Yan Yuling jumped up in fright, in the dark, Han Feng was facing him, he seemed to feel Han Feng's sharp eyes.

"Do you think you only need to live for one meal in your life?" Han Feng asked.

if not?Yan Yuling thought so, but Han Feng's attitude when he said this did not seem to care about his reply.

"Why would you choose the fewest options when you can actually get more? People who are worth climbing to the top will not stop climbing just because a bread tree grows on the mountainside."

After Han Feng finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped Yan Yuling back into the bed.

Listening to Han Feng snoring, Yan Yuling thought to himself, what does a bread tree look like?