Canary [Rebirth]

During the time when Pei Xiangque and Lu Yu were on vacation, An Zhizhou took advantage of the summer vacation to ask the teacher about the information about Pei Xiangque's coming, and even went to the Youth Relief Center in person. In the name of the teacher, he met that Teacher Wu.

That teacher Wu was very kind and amiable, and introduced the start-up and construction process of this project in detail, and the number of people has been booked, and there is a specific list for verification, which can be checked by the supervisors in the society.She spoke impeccably, at least An Zhizhou couldn't catch any flaws, and finally asked thoughtfully: "Then, which unit initiated this project?"

According to Pei Xiangque's living standard, it must cost a lot of money to arrange such a large number of teenagers. Who is so kind?

Teacher Wu's smile froze, and she quickly realized that she said in a secretive way: "Of course, it was jointly initiated by well-meaning people from all walks of life to help helpless young people. However, this list is internal information and cannot be used. from."

An Zhizhou's observation was meticulous, he didn't miss her flashing expression, and secretly remembered it.But after Mr. Wu said this, he might have realized that he didn't just come to consult a question, so he found an excuse and left the consultation room.

With the scorching sun on his head, An Zhizhou walked out of the Youth Relief Center without gaining nothing.At least I learned that there is indeed this project, and the requirements of this project are consistent with Pei Xiangque's revised information.Pei Xiangque didn't know that he was not qualified to receive this assistance.So, who changed Pei Xiangque?Why was it changed?

What is it for?A figure appeared in An Zhizhou's mind, it was Mr. Lu whom he had seen at Pei Xiangque's house, and he shook his head again.

He thought for a while, walked to the bus station, sent a text message to the owner of the summer homework in the backpack, and made an appointment to send it there.After finishing this business, An Zhizhou had an extra 200 yuan, so he was willing to buy a large thin-skinned watermelon, cut it in half, gave one half to Grandpa Chen, and took the other half home.

The Chen family was downstairs, and An Zhizhou stood in front of the door and pushed it, but it was not closed, and walked in directly after speaking.When he came back late, he glanced at the clock in the lobby and said casually, "Grandpa Chen, it's time for Brother Zheng's TV series, have you forgotten?"

Usually, at this time, Grandpa Chen would always watch the TV series of his dear handsome grandson in front of the TV.

Grandpa Chen was sitting on the rattan chair by the window, and when he heard this, he had a grimace, "Xiaozhou, what are you talking about, who is watching TV dramas." He was old, his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked serious.

An Zhizhou hadn't reacted yet, so he froze where he was, only to hear a deep male voice coming from the room, "I'm all back, you old and young don't have to watch things and think about others on TV anymore, just look at me in person It's fine if you don't."

Both Grandpa Chen and An Zhizhou were hard-spoken and soft-hearted. They never told Zheng Xia that they still watched his TV series, and even pretended to be disgusted when they mentioned it. They all secretly watched Zheng Xia.Unexpectedly, when he came back suddenly this time, Grandpa Chen was caught straight, and pretended to change to this station by accident, but what An Zhizhou blurted out unintentionally broke his lie.

An Zhizhou became furious, "Nothing!"

Zheng Xia came out of the house and looked at An Zhizhou who had just come back from the outside. His forehead was covered with sweat, his shiny black hair was wet on his cheeks, his skin was white, his lips were ruddy, his chin was pointed, and he looked special. nice.

Zheng Xia was startled, walked a few steps forward, and took the watermelon in his hand, "If you both say you don't have it, then you don't have it, take this opportunity to look at me more. I'll go cut the watermelon."

Grandpa Chen is getting old, so he can't eat too much watermelon even in the hottest summer, so he just tasted it and ate a few mouthfuls.Zheng Xia was still cutting the watermelon, leaving the reddest piece in the middle to An Zhizhou, and said, "Does Brother Zheng hurt you? I'll give you the sweetest part of the watermelon."

An Zhizhou thought in his heart that the watermelon was brought back by himself, but he swallowed the words and nodded silently.He only took one piece, and pushed the rest towards Zheng Xia's hand.

Zheng Xia understood his little thoughts very well, so she didn't refuse, but took it and ate it, "Huh? An An also knows how to love Brother Zheng?"

An Zhizhou blushed in an instant, like a red tomato, the thin skin of which was pierced with a slight touch.He lowered his head firmly, hiding his blushing, and ate the watermelon in small bites.

Zheng Xia and An Zhizhou squatted next to the trash can in the kitchen and ate watermelon.He doesn't have much pretensions, even though he debuted in an idol drama, he became popular in no time with his handsome face and became a popular niche.But he was particularly able to endure hardships. When he was popular, he went to shoot a literary film to hone his acting skills. He stayed in the mountains for more than three months to make that film, and he never complained.Because he is easy to talk, can endure hardships, has never had a temper, and has a good reputation in the circle.

After a while, An Zhizhou asked in a low voice, "Brother Zheng, why are you coming back suddenly this time?"

Zheng Xia glanced at him, and jokingly said: "You are such a little heartless person, you came here specially for your business, and you still ask me why?"

An Zhizhou's voice was lower, "Have you found it?"

He searched for "Lu Yu" on the Internet, and only found the news about the start of the project last time, and he couldn't find anything else.An Zhizhou is a student and has no other outlets, so he has to ask Zheng Xia, who is in the entertainment industry, to see if he can do anything.I didn't expect Zheng Xia to come back because of this incident.

An Zhizhou blinked, and his slender eyelashes fluttered like little butterflies, "Brother Zheng is so busy, he specially made it for this..."

Zheng Xia couldn't help but look at An Zhizhou. His slender and fair fingers were stained with light red watermelon juice, and he was slowly wiping them aside. He replied casually, "Why did you do it specifically for this matter? There are more important things."

The paper documents have been sorted out and placed in a file folder. Zheng Xia walked into the room and handed them to him, full of doubts, "An'an, why do you want to investigate this person? Lu Yu has such a deep background."

An Zhizhou frowned unconsciously after hearing this, "He... I saw him at a classmate's house, and he seems to have a good relationship with that classmate. I always feel that there is something wrong."

He put the documents in his schoolbag, greeted Grandpa Chen, and stood in front of the door, ready to go upstairs. Zheng Xia leaned against the entrance, lightly tugged at his collar, and pulled him back.

An Zhizhou paused, turned his head, his chin was resting on his shoulder, his brows were raised slightly on his exposed side face, and there was touching tenderness in his seemingly indifferent eyes.

It can't help but make people feel moved.

Zheng Xia always felt that he was in a daze. He had never seen many good-looking boys and girls in the circle, but he was dazzled by looking at An Zhizhou. He was still so young, and he didn't seem to understand anything.

He smiled slightly, let go of his hand, and touched An Zhizhou's black hair hanging on the back of his neck, "At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, come down to the door and wait for me. I have something to do with you."

An Zhizhou nodded, with inexplicable joy in his heart, he ran upstairs without stopping, pushed open the door vigorously, and leaned against the wall.

When An Zhen heard the movement, it was rare for An Zhen to come out of the room with a wheelchair, his face was gloomy and eccentric, "Sangmen Xing, why are you so happy? You won't forget what day tomorrow is, right?"

His face was almost pale, without a trace of blood, and the hand holding half of the watermelon was trembling, and it took him a long time to agree.

"I remember."

How could he forget?I will never forget it in my life.