Xu, who doesn’t eat chopped green onions

"Minji, what happened?"

Ji Minzhi didn't notice the strangeness of her son, she turned her head, looked at Wei Ting who was coming down the stairs, and said, "Wei Ting, you got into a fight with someone else in the evening, what should we do?"

"Boys, isn't it normal to fight?" Wei Ting didn't care much about this matter, he walked down the stairs, sat down on the sofa next to Ji Wanfeng, and said to Ji Wanfeng with concern, "Come on." , let Dad see how you are hurting?"

From Wei Ting's opening to when he walked to Ji Wanfeng's side, it was only about ten seconds. In this short period of time, Ji Wanfeng never dared to look at that person, but just slightly lowered his head and pointed the back of his head at Wei Ting. Ting.

Wei Ting stretched out his hand towards him, wanting to see his injuries, but Ji Wanfeng was holding on to the hem of his clothes tightly and refused to let go, even retracting his elbows.

Seeing that Ji Wanfeng ignored him, Wei Ting changed his words: "Let uncle see how you are hurt."

Ji Wanfeng still didn't turn around, just said: "No, it's nothing, and I've already been to the infirmary."

When Ji Wanfeng said that, it meant that he refused. Wei Ting's outstretched hand was still in mid-air. He stared at his palm, smiled embarrassingly, took it back, and said, "Since you've already been to the infirmary, let's go." good."

"Ah."

Seeing that Ji Wanfeng was not happy to talk to him, Wei Ting didn't come forward to warm his face and put his cold ass on him, so he smiled and said to Ji Minzhi: "I still have something to do in the company, so I'll leave first."

Seeing that Wei Ting was about to leave, Ji Minzhi stood up and said, "I'll take you out."

After sending off Wei Ting, Ji Minzhi said to Ji Wanfeng with some dissatisfaction: "Wanwan, your father is also kind, how can you ignore him."

Yes, Wei Ting was really kind and wanted to take a look at his injury, but he ignored Wei Ting, as if he didn't even want to look at him, so rude.

But how would Ji Minzhi know that Ji Wanfeng didn't intend to ignore Wei Ting at all, or rather, Ji Wanfeng wasn't ignoring Wei Ting, because he was afraid of Wei Ting, so he didn't want Wei Ting to help him see his injuries .

Wei Ting is his stepfather, his biological father passed away when he was not sensible, and his mother married Wei Ting when he was just in junior high school.Speaking of which, Wei Ting is two years younger than his mother, and he is handsome, well-spoken, gentle and elegant, and has a successful career. He became the president of a large company when he was less than 30 years old. It can be said that Wei Ting is a nearly perfect person. man.

But it was such a person that made him terrified. Every time he saw Wei Ting, he felt as if he had seen a Rakshasa.

Ji Wanfeng pursed his lips, stood up and replied, "He's not my father."

"Late night..."

"I'm going back to my room." Ji Wanfeng felt that he was acting a bit obvious just now, he bent down and gave Ji Minzhi a hug, and said, "There's a lot of homework in school, I have to finish it quickly."

When Xu Xi arrived at the 'corner' on Sunday, it was 08:30 in the morning, and he didn't see Ji Wanfeng there.

It was still a cup of Americano coffee with ice, and it was still next to the innermost bookshelf. This time Xu Xi didn't just bring someone here, but also a pen and paper.His mother probably guessed that he went outside to sleep, and assigned him a task this time: let him write an article, the proposition is not limited.

Just as Xu Xi was turning the pen and staring at the first blank line of the book, he heard the jingle of the wind chimes. He raised his head subconsciously, and saw Ji Wanfeng walking in from the outside with a bag on his body.

Ji Wanfeng came a little late today, Wang Jun was not very satisfied, so he asked, "Xiao Ji, why are you late today?"

"There is something at home, so I came a little late." Wang Jun didn't know that he lived at school on weekends, and thought he always lived at home at night.In fact, he was late today because their home was so far away.

"Okay then," Wang Jun saw that the corners of Ji Wanfeng's mouth seemed red and swollen, so he didn't ask any more questions, and said, "Then you get off work later, is there any problem?"

"Ok."

After talking with Wang Jun, Ji Wanfeng went into the staff locker room with his bag on his shoulders, changed into his work uniform before walking out.

The employee's work uniform is long-sleeved, so the bruises on his hands can't be seen, and Ji Wanfeng borrowed a colleague's cosmetics to cover up the red and swollen area on his face, but it doesn't look like he was injured. His face looked even worse.

Xu Xi was still the same as before, and didn't let others come to disturb him, so He Ying also greeted Ji Wanfeng, telling him not to disturb the guests over there.

Ji Wanfeng stretched his neck and glanced in that direction, but he only saw the man's hair, not his face, so he asked curiously, "Why does this man always sit here every time he comes?" In the afternoon, don't let others disturb you?"

"I don't know either." He Ying shook her head.

Xu Xi left earlier than Ji Wanfeng today, because Ji Wanfeng arrived late today, so he had to get off work later, but Xu Xi couldn't delay, he had to go home within the stipulated time, Then back to school.So, he took advantage of Ji Wanfeng's spare time to go to the kitchen to get things, went to the cashier to pay, and then left.

After Xu Xi left, his seat was vacant. He Ying had just finished clearing the table, and the tray in her hand was full of plates and cups, and she couldn't move her hands.At this moment, Ji Wanfeng had just finished delivering cakes to a table of guests, and He Ying called to him, "Xiao Ji, go and clean up that guest's table inside."

"Okay, Miss Xiaoying."

What Ji Wanfeng cleaned up happened to be the seat where Xu Xi was sitting just now. Xu Xi didn't order much, just a cup of Americano coffee, and he didn't drink a few sips after ordering, so it was convenient to clean up.Ji Wanfeng put the cup on the tray and wiped the table again with a towel. Just as he was about to leave, he saw something shiny at his feet.

He put the tray on the table, squatted down, and found that the shiny thing was a pen, and the light he saw just now was caused by the refracted light from the exposed metal part of the pen.

He picked up the pen, looked at it carefully for a while, and put it in his pocket.

It was only when Xu Xi arrived at school that he realized that his pen was missing.

He almost turned over the entire schoolbag, but he still couldn't find his pen.

He can be sure that the pen must not be at home, because he never took out his things after returning home, but why did the pen disappear?He clearly remembered that he put it in his bag when he was in the book club.

Wait, book bar... Could it be, the pen fell there, right?

In fact, a single pen is not worth much, but that pen still has a certain commemorative significance. It was a prize he won from participating in the Mathematical Olympiad, and it is very handy to use.

If he wanted to get it back, he had to go back to the 'corner', but now that he had arrived at the school, how could he go out of the school for such a thing?

If you don't go to the 'corner', you can only find the employees who work there, which is convenient, but in this way, you will have to let Ji Wanfeng know that you go there from time to time.

Forget it, I don't want the pen anymore.

Ji Wanfeng was delayed at the 'corner' for a while today, and when he arrived at the school, evening self-study had already started, so he hurried back to the classroom without even returning to the dormitory.

This day, the class was supervised by a chemistry teacher known for his poisonous tongue. When Ji Wanfeng slammed the door open, scaring the whole class and the teacher, the chemistry teacher pushed his glasses and said with a half-smile : "Oh, our punctual classmate Ji Wanfeng came really early, it's really too early, why not come two hours later, and don't come later."

Ji Wanfeng didn't care about the chemistry teacher's cynicism, he smiled heartlessly at the chemistry teacher, and then returned to his seat.

Ji Wanfeng didn't come during self-study last Friday night, so everyone in the class didn't know that he had a fight with someone, and he didn't take off the powder on his face at this time, so in the eyes of others, his face was just A little whitish.

Xu Yiming, as Ji Wanfeng's few friends, naturally cared about him. From the moment he entered the door, Xu Yiming stared at his face, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

As soon as Ji Wanfeng returned to his seat, Xu Yiming couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked, "Madman, why is your face so pale?"

In fact, Ji Wanfeng's face itself was quite white, but it was at least white and bloody. Now, in order to cover the wounds on his face, he put a lot of powder on his face to cover the original blood color, so the whole face His face looked pale, like someone who was seriously ill.

After hearing what he said, Ji Wanfeng smiled and said, "Because I put powder on my face, how about it, it's pretty white, right?"

Xu Yiming blinked without knowing it, and asked, "It's fine, what are you doing with powder?"

"It's fun, don't you think it's fun to see our female classmates put on makeup all day long?"

Xu Yiming, who never understood makeup, shook his head: "I don't think so."

"Yiming," Lu Minhao tugged Xu Yiming's sleeve under the table, reminding him in a low voice, "The teacher is watching you."

When Xu Yiming turned his head, he saw the chemistry teacher's demon eyes hidden under the glasses staring at him, and he quickly turned around and obediently read the book.

Xu Yiming stopped looking into what happened to his face, and Ji Wanfeng felt much more at ease. He took out a pen from his pocket and put it on Xu Xi's desk.

Xu Xi stared at the pen on the table for a while, then reached out and took the pen in his hand.The metal body of the pen is very cold, even in this season, it will give people a chill. There is a small word "Xu" engraved on the bottom of the cap.

"I picked it up and saw that it was engraved on the lid, so I guessed it was yours."

Where did he guess that this thing belonged to Xu Xi when he saw the words? It was clearly because Ji Wanfeng guessed that the person sitting there was Xu Xi from the very beginning that he thought this pen belonged to Xu Xi.

Ji Wanfeng didn't say anything, and Xu Xi didn't touch it. He shook the cool body of the pen and said softly, "Thank you."

"Xu Xi."

"Ah."

"Take this as a secret between us, okay?"

What do you keep as a secret?Does it mean that Ji Wanfeng went out to work on weekends, or did he pick up his pen and return it to himself?

No matter what it is, he will not tell it. He is not a person who talks a lot. Not only does he not talk much, he also has no one to confide in. He is the person who can keep secrets best.

Xu Xi looked at the little expectation in Ji Wanfeng's eyes, and nodded.

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