just say you're dating your boyfriend

Ye Ze tossed and turned on the bed and thought about it for a long time. For a while, he felt that he was indeed bent, and for a while, he felt that he had been straight for 18 years. It made him unable to sleep even more.

Picking up the phone again, I opened the social app to see if Fu Zhijin had posted anything, but accidentally came across the chat interface, and Yang Yuzhe's name was impressively at the top.He stared at it for a long time and opened it, and the two chatted quite intensively...

yes!Ye Ze thought it through thoroughly: I'm the kind of person who sticks with buddies!Fu Zhijin is good-looking, but I can't like him and Yang Yuzhe at the same time!

Cotton was finally raped, Ye Ze was refreshed, exhaled a breath of turbid air, turned over and fell asleep.

Fu Zhijin, who was far away in City B, didn't know that Ye Ze had already located the relationship between the two, and was slowly sorting out a bunch of doubts about Ye Ze.

When I was studying in City B, I lived at my aunt's house.

After being admitted to No. [-] Middle School, you seem to be very satisfied with the school address?The No. [-] middle school was far away from the junior high school they attended, almost to the suburbs, and lived on campus, so it was fully closed management.

Why did Ye Ze, who lived at home in junior high school, suddenly miss the exam so far?Obviously the No. [-] Middle School is very close to home, and the teaching quality and enrollment rate are comparable to No. [-] Middle School.

Lived at home?

Lived at home? !

By the way, I always felt something strange about Ye Ze living in school before, so it was here!

He remembered that Ye Ze went home at noon and evening when he was in the first grade of junior high school, and he had seen Ye Ze on the road several times.When he was in the second year of junior high school, Ye Ze suddenly lived on campus.

The number of dormitories in junior high schools is not enough. Those like Ye Ze whose family is in the urban area can go home at any time, the school will usually persuade them to go to school.But Ye Ze not only lived on campus, he didn't even go home on weekends. He waited until the long holidays when the school didn't allow him to stay overnight. He would simply pack up his things.

As if very resistant to going home.

To be precise, it should be "very resistant to going back to my aunt's house".

Did his aunt abuse him?

Fu Zhijin rested his head on his arm, and tried his best to search through his already blurred memory.

Speaking of which, the head teacher of the second year of junior high school was too affectionate towards Ye Ze... Even if he was a student who was at the top of his grade, the teacher didn't need to be so friendly.I usually meet students bumping into each other. It is normal to ask "Why are you so careless", and if you are desperate, you just say "It's not better". If you feel comfortable, you must find a teacher." "Remember to tell the teacher if there are any difficulties that cannot be solved"...

Does the head teacher know that Ye Ze is in a bad situation?

Uh...or is she just plain warm-hearted?

Could this attitude of hers represent something?

Fu Zhijin didn't sleep well all night, and had breakfast the next morning with two big dark circles under her eyes.

Fu Yuanguo sat at the dining table and stretched out the newspaper, looking at him through the lens over the edge of the newspaper: "What's wrong with your face?"

"Didn't sleep well."

"Stay up late at night playing on your phone again, don't you?"

"This really isn't true."

"Did you find Ye Ze?"

"Found it. He read biopharmaceuticals."

"Oh. Let's eat."

Before Fu Yuanguo went to work, he turned around and explained to Fu Zhijin: "Stop coercing and threatening the other party. Everything comes naturally, and the melon that is twisted is not sweet, understand?"

"Understand, understand." Fu Zhijin almost spit out the food in his mouth, and waved his hands quickly.

"If you can't catch up, just talk to me about the girl, don't mess with me outside. Let me know and break your leg."

"I can catch you. Don't mess around. Good, good, go to work." Fu Zhijin finished his meal with a few mouthfuls, and drove his nagging father out.

Fu Zhijin sat on the sofa and watched TV boredly for a while, his hands cramped when he changed the channel, and there were no interesting TV programs.

Fu Zhijin was thinking about the TV that was showing advertisements: Do you want to go to the junior high school and ask the teacher?

The TV is still chattering: "... 998! Just 998! Take home XXXX! Top-notch design, imported materials..."

"Tsk." Fu Zhijin was annoyed by the impassioned male voice, and raised her hand to change the channel.

Why don't you ask directly, and keep guessing like this, who knows if the guess is right.

"Who do you think you are? We know each other well?! That's what you think! What reason do you have to spy on my privacy?"

"Baby, I'm all for your own good..."

"Stop making excuses!"

Fu Zhijin held the remote control: "..." There is no one who will play TV this morning.

But the content of the TV series made his original determination to ask the class teacher begin to waver.

Thinking about it carefully, I have been paying attention to him since junior high school, so it can be said that I am quite familiar with him.But Ye Ze had no impression of him in junior high school, and he was not even a nod acquaintance in high school. Now that he is in college, it seems that it only takes a few months to become friends after a serious conversation. To Ye Ze, he is an ordinary friend, maybe Still a relatively delicate ordinary friend.

If I rush to inquire, won't he be angry when he finds out?

Forget it, I still won't go.

Fu Zhijin leaned on the sofa, and the man and woman on the TV who were dying just now were already hugging and kissing together like glue. The camera got closer and closer, and even gave them a close-up.

"I'll just leave for a while, what the hell is going on..." Fu Zhijin muttered, and tuned the channel again.

"Prepare a pot of cold water to boil first, we will make fish balls later, we will use..."

Fu Zhijin raised his arm.

"Then, why did Xiaojia, who is only 13 years old, run away from home? Is it really as the reporter guessed..."

Change again.

"You have been waiting, what can you wait for? If you don't fight for it yourself, do you want to wait for the opportunity to fall on your head? So I have always been prepared for everything, considering both the long-term and the present..."

Fu Zhijin let go of his hand on the remote control again.

So when do I have to wait?Ye Ze didn't believe that Fu Zhijin in high school was me at all.

Really aggrieved.When the daughter-in-law was obsessed with studying, she was on her own, and finally worked hard to become an academic bully who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the daughter-in-law, but the daughter-in-law became a face control again.

I knew that I would not dress so old-fashioned at that time.In order to concentrate on his studies and not be harassed, he even dug out his junior high school graduation photos to find the least conspicuous classmate, cut thick bangs and put on plain glasses based on his hairstyle.

In the end, there was absolutely no intersection with his daughter-in-law other than ranking.

Money is hard to buy, I knew earlier——

Fu Zhijin put his legs up on the sofa and lay on his side, facing the TV, listening to the successful man inside talking.

"Actually, too much forward-looking and backward-looking will also affect your judgment, and even vacillate, making it difficult to make up your mind to do something..."

That's right, should he go to the teacher to ask for clarification, or wait silently for Ye Ze to explain?What if Ye Ze gets angry?What if the truth is missed?

What if... nothing happened, but I was thinking too much?

"At times like this, you have to think carefully. You can neither ignore the present nor forget the future..."

Fu Zhijin: "What's the difference between this and nonsense? Who doesn't understand the truth? Could you please give me something practical?"

Turn off the TV and forcefully end the speech of the successful person.

Fu Zhijin was so annoyed that he tossed and turned on the sofa for a long time, until his bangs pierced his eyes before sitting up covering his face.

Let's go get a haircut first.

The long-winded dad eats at the company at noon, and the tsundere mom doesn't come back until the day after a business trip.Fu Zhijin got dressed, told his aunt that he was eating out at noon, and went out.

Getting in the taxi, Fu Zhijin folded his clothes and blurted out: "Eighth Middle School."

The driver responded and started the car.

Fu Zhijin sat in the back in a daze.Eighth Middle School was the junior high school they attended, and he subconsciously wanted to go there.

Why don't you just cut your hair over there and stop by to have a look?If you can find the head teacher of the second year of junior high school, ask, if you can't find it, just go home.

The driver was looking for a topic to chat with him in the front row: "Your No. [-] Middle School has started?"

Fu Zhijin laughed: "I'm in college. Do I look so tender?"

"Hey, your bangs are too long, making your face tender."

"Oh. But it's quite out of sight. I'm going to cut my hair."

"Why is it so far to get a haircut? There are several good barbershops nearby."

"By the way, I have something to do. Let's cut it at No. [-] Middle School."

At a red light, the car stopped slowly.

The bright red number was beating regularly, and Fu Zhijin watched it change slowly, while the driver was still talking in front: "...The No. [-] middle school has been getting better and better recently. What school do you go to now, young man? Are you in No. [-] middle school?" When I was studying in middle school, Eighth Middle School should not be very good, the rate of admission to higher education is not good, and the school atmosphere is also bad..."

Fu Zhijin shifted his gaze to the back of the driver's head.

"That's right. Back then, gangsters were rampant in and out of school, and it was very powerful."

His father refused to let him go to No.[-] Middle School, and planned to let him go to Experimental Middle School.The Experimental Middle School has closed management, the teachers are very strict, and the school spirit is rigorous. He didn't want to be restrained, so he went to the No. [-] Middle School arguing.So when he went to find his father to go to No. [-] Middle School later, his father was quite surprised.

But fortunately, fortunately, he was ignorant and went to the eighth middle school, otherwise how would he meet Ye Ze?

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up, and he almost couldn't help laughing.

"You guys are doing well in No. [-] Middle School, aren't you?"

"Hmm. Great memories."

After Fu Zhijin got off the car at the place, he put his hands in his coat pockets, and walked slowly along the street.

There is a snack street at the entrance of the No. [-] Middle School, and a street selling study stationery has been built on the back, which looks clean.

When he was in junior high school, there was a seldom-traveled alley on the back, with garbage piled up at the end of the alley, and the entrance of the alley was facing a road.That road was the same before, and it broke down after a short walk. The road surface is undulating, and it is not very comfortable to ride a bicycle or drive.Fortunately, you can also take other roads. After a long time, people will no longer take that road.

But looking at it now, the road has been repaired in recent years, and it has become wider and flatter, with many shops on both sides.Pedestrians come and go on the road, there is a lot of traffic, and there is a bustling scene. Where is the gloomy, bleak and uninhabited look in memory?

Fu Zhijin went to a barber shop to have her hair cut, and cut off the bangs that were in the way, exposing her forehead.

Then he straightened his clothes and stood nervously and excitedly at the gate of No. [-] Middle School.

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The sense of space is not strong, I really can't describe the location of which school... I can't make it up, so let's just do it~

Make a mistake.In the previous article, I got used to playing in the third part of the article [cover my face...]