Withdrawal

Most parents of high school students know that they need to urge their children to study hard and provide logistical support for their children, but very few parents pay attention to the information of colleges and universities and the choice of majors very early.

The Qiao family belonged to the group of people who thought about it very early, because of Fu Shizhou.

Fu Shizhou not only collected the information of colleges and universities that recruited special talents in dance, but also collected the professional situation of each college and the admission scores for special students.

It's just a matter of going to see which cafeteria in these schools is more suitable for Qiao Luo's appetite.

At the end of the first year of high school, Fu Shizhou took the information, compared Qiao Luo's final exam results, and went to find Qiao Luo's class teacher.

The arrangement is clear.

By the time Qiao's father and mother Qiao reacted, Fu Shizhou had already reached a consensus with the head teacher on Qiao Luo's situation.

For this, Qiao's father, Qiao's mother, thanked Fu Shizhou very much, and felt a little embarrassed that he had not fulfilled his parental responsibilities.

Fu Shizhou was also very embarrassed, with a bit of embarrassment harboring his own secret thoughts.

Only Qiao Luo, a little idiot who didn't think about anything but was enjoying his success, was very happy, because since the second year of high school, he could leave school at four o'clock every day and go to the art class to practice dance lessons.

Fu Shizhou felt relieved. Qiao was at the bottom of the car when he was in junior high school, but his grades in high school fluctuated at the middle level, so it was not that dangerous.

He also started graduate school, so he was busy debugging programs day and night, often returning to the dormitory at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the next day he took the time to wake Qiao Luo up.

Others' crushes make them sentimental, while his crushes make them sleepless.

I don't know if Qiao Luo finally realized his conscience and knew that he had broken his heart, or if he suddenly opened up the second channel of Ren and Du. In the second monthly exam in the last semester of the second year of high school, Qiao Luo entered the top 200 in the year's exam for the first time.

unprecedented.

Fu Shizhou got the news early in the morning, and did nothing that night, holding his mobile phone and waiting for the boy to call him to ask for a reward.

He thought about guiding the little boy to ask for a PSP, so he "reluctantly" went home.

However, before Qiao Luo's WeChat message came, he first waited for a call from Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu cut straight to the point: "Shizhou, Luoluo seems to have something wrong. I just saw the police came to his house. Come back and take a look?"

Fu Shizhou couldn't sit still at the moment, his brows were frowned, he put the car keys in his trouser pocket, and walked out with his coat in one hand, but said on the phone: "Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao are not at home? What am I going back for?"

Mr. Fu almost rolled his eyes: "Don't come back? If you don't come back, your partner should run away!"

Fu Shizhou ran downstairs a few steps, and almost staggered when he heard the words: "Grandpa, what did you say?"

Mr. Fu is an old man who has seen the world: "You like Luoluo, don't you? Don't pretend to be like me, come back and see him quickly."

At this critical juncture, Fu Shizhou almost couldn't open the car door without a word from Mr. Fu, so he got into the driver's seat and asked, "How do you know?"

"How do I know!" Mr. Fu was furious, "When did you learn to drive? Just after Luoluo lied that he was sick when he was in college! Didn't you tell me you were negotiating a contract after he finished the senior high school entrance examination? Okay, Brutely ran home to see him, turned around and went to Europe, and you went to pick him up under my banner! It’s even better now, he’s in high school, and you are more anxious than his parents, Xiao Qiao and his wife Thank you to me, I have no place to put my old face, my grandson has taken a fancy to someone else's son, and I have to ask him to thank me!"

After yelling, the old man took a breath and asked, "Where did you drive, be careful!"

Fu Shizhou: "...just out of school, there is no traffic jam at night, I can drive half an hour faster."

The old man hates iron and steel: "You drive slowly, don't be in such a hurry, it's good to be a loser! You are so nervous after talking about it, and you still don't express your opinion. You have a sullen face with others every day, just like your grandfather!"

Fu Shizhou tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and waited for the red light. His heart was burning with anxiety, and he said helplessly, "Little grandpa, don't get angry with me. How old is Luoluo? I can talk to him? What's more, he's in high school, and he's so clingy." I, looking back, I said that I actually like him, what if the child doesn't think about it? What if I let him think about it now, his emotions will be affected, and his grades will fluctuate?"

Mr. Fu had nothing to say, and muttered for a while: "You just waited for him like this?"

After the red light passed, Fu Shizhou restarted the car and said, "Grandpa, you and I are just as virtuous... You have waited for my grandpa all your life, and it doesn't matter if I wait for him for a few years."

When Fu Shizhou arrived home, Qiao's father and Qiao's mother were sending the police out, and they bumped into each other.

This saved Fu Shizhou from making excuses to visit the door. His heart was scorched with burning oil, his hands were shaking when he locked the car, and he had to ask calmly, "Uncle Qiao, Aunt Qiao? Is this... …What's wrong?"

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother didn't think much about it, thinking that Fu Shizhou came back to see Mr. Fu.

Mother Qiao's eyes were still red, and she said, "Luoluo was blocked by hooligans when she came home from school. I just called the police."

Fu Shizhou couldn't hold his breath, and he couldn't control his tone. He raised his voice several times: "What happened to Luoluo? Was she injured? Was she frightened?"

Qiao's mother's voice choked up: "No one was hurt, but he was very scared."

He followed and walked in, wishing he could run in and see someone in two or three steps.

Qiao Luo was sitting on the sofa in the living room, wrapped in an air-conditioning blanket, holding a cup of hot milk, quietly.

Fu Shizhou's heart rolled on the nail board, and he couldn't control his expression in pain. He walked over and squatted in front of Qiao Luo, wanting to hug him but couldn't, so he could only call out as gently as possible: "Luoluo?"

The little brat acted like a baby when he saw him, and he stopped making trouble now, with a pale face, staring at him for a while, the circles of his eyes turned red: "I was bullied..."

The five characters were broken into strokes, and all became sharp and fine needles, which flowed from the ears, penetrated into the body, and pierced the heart one by one, and the pain spread to the limbs along with the blood.

Fu Shizhou was so distressed that he hesitated for a long time and finally took Qiao Luo's hand holding the cup, and rubbed his knuckles bit by bit: "It's okay, I've called the police, you drink the milk first, be good."

The physical contact made Qiao feel at ease, and obediently drank milk from Fu Shizhou's hand.

Qiao's mother was dying of distress.

When Qiao Luo returned home, he was covered in dirt, and the strap of his schoolbag was torn off. He was shaking in panic, trembling for a long time before explaining that he was blocked by a hooligan.

Joe's father called the police, and Qiao's mother helped him take a bath and change his clothes.

But from the beginning to the end, Qiao Luo's face was pale, and he answered whatever he asked, neither crying nor making trouble.

Seeing Fu Shizhou now, he cried, which is a good thing.

Qiao's mother asked Fu Shizhou rather embarrassingly: "Shizhou, look... can you stay? Luoluo is close to you..."

Fu Shizhou coaxed Qiao Luo to drink most of the milk, and hurriedly said, "I will definitely stay here. I will sleep with him. Don't worry, Aunt Qiao. I will also pick him up from school in the future, and nothing will happen again."

After finishing speaking, he looked down at Qiao Luo, held his hand and coaxed him, "Luo Luo, don't be afraid anymore, okay?"