Shen Feiyan put away the turbulent thoughts in his heart, and after following Wen Weiming into the neighborhood where their house was located, Shen Feiyan couldn't help being happy. He would pass by this neighborhood every day on his way to and from school, and Wen Weiming never thought that he lived here.

It's very good. It's less than an hour since I was close to my rival, and I found out where the rival's house is. It seems that taking this opportunity to find out why Li Caizhi likes Wen Weiming should not be difficult.

Shen Feiyan followed closely behind Wen Weiming, watching the person in front put down the shopping bag in his hand to open the door, deep in his heart he was full of praise for his perfect plan.

After the door opened, Shen Feiyan walked in first and looked at the environment inside.

To be honest, Shen Feiyan is quite curious about the families that can raise a child with Wen Weiming's character.

Walking through the porch, the living room in front of you is spacious and bright. The furnishings are correct but not rigid. The cold moonlight shines through the light gray curtains that were hung randomly, and shines on Shen Feiyan's feet.

Pretty good!Shen Feiyan pulled a pair of slippers around the living room, but young master Shen was dumbfounded when he saw the calligraphy and painting behind the sofa. The calligraphy was very good, vigorous and powerful, but who could tell him that a normal family would hang a socialist core at home? Are the values ​​really normal?

Seeing "Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization, Harmony, Freedom, Equality, Public Governance, Patriotism, Dedication, Integrity, and Friendship" on the wall, Shen Feiyan was speechless.

Shen Feiyan looked around and asked, "Do you live alone?"

Yes, he found something strange, it is getting late now, and it stands to reason that at this point, the family should gather in the living room to watch TV and chat, but when the two entered, Wen Weiming's house was completely dark, and he knew it was too late. It is impossible to chat and talk in the living room, and there is only a pair of slippers placed in the entrance, which have already been worn by Wen Weiming, and the pair Shen Feiyan is wearing now was bought in a supermarket before.

Wen Weiming replied lightly: "Well, my parents are all working abroad, so I live alone in this house."

"It's like this, then your parents really don't worry about you." Shen Feiyan replied subconsciously.

"Ah."

Shen Feiyan stopped talking, and watched Wen Weiming walk to a bedroom with his suitcase, "Now this is the only room that is empty, I put the suitcase here, and I will spread the quilt for you later .”

"Okay, I see." Shen Feiyan nodded, and took another look at Wen Weiming's smooth forehead. The two of them climbed six floors before, but he didn't sweat at all. It was obvious that the weight of the suitcase was very easy for him. But the luggage was packed by Shen Feiyan himself, he knew that the suitcase was not as light as it appeared on the surface...

No, in fact, I was also very relaxed when I was carrying the suitcase, and who knows if the relaxation on Wen Weiming's face was fake...

Yes, it's just pretending!Shen Feiyan comforted himself, resolutely refusing to admit that he was the one who almost fell down when carrying a suitcase down the stairs at home.

"Do you want to take a shower first?" Seeing Shen Feiyan standing motionless at the door, Wen Weiming asked warmly.

"Yes! Of course!" Shen Feiyan replied cheerfully. After walking all the way, he was sweating all over, and his body was sticky and uncomfortable.

"Well, have you had dinner? If not, I'll get you some dinner."

"Go, go." Shen Feiyan expressed his satisfaction with Wen Weiming's performance.

After driving Wen Weiming away, Shen Feiyan dug out two pieces of clothes from the suitcase and walked towards the bedroom. On the way to the bedroom, he casually glanced at Wen Weiming's bedroom next door, and then his expression turned embarrassing .

Shouldn't a normal person have a star or idol to pursue fanatically when they are seventeen or eighteen years old?

Shen Feiyan thought back to his bedroom, it was covered with posters of his favorite football stars, there were n many cars and Gunpla on the table in the cabinet, but what about Wen Weiming's bedroom?Shen Feiyan remembered that he had a glimpse just now, and only saw some simple furniture, and there were no such things as poster models.

Oh no, I was wrong, there are socialist core values.

So why did Li Caizhi fall in love with this old-fashioned guy?

In the bathroom, the more Shen Feiyan thought about it, the more angry he became, he was really angry!

******

After hurriedly taking a shower, Shen Feiyan walked to the bedroom that Wen Weiming planned for him full of expectations, picked up the phone from the bed expectantly, and then put it down in disappointment. During the time he was taking a shower, no one called him as usual.

I'll wait another hour. If my dad doesn't call me, I'm really going to run away from home.

Shen Feiyan clenched his fists and muttered something to himself. At this moment, he forgot the fact that he had already run away from home, and he also forgot that he left a note before leaving, asking Shen never to call him move.

Wen Weiming knocked on the door outside: "Student Shen, dinner is ready, come out and eat."

"I don't eat, anyone who likes to eat can eat it." Shen Feiyan yelled through the door, his father hadn't called him yet, Shen Feiyan felt that he was almost full of gas, so he didn't have the mood to have dinner.

Wen Weiming outside the door stopped talking, and just when Shen Feiyan was reflecting on whether he was too aggressive, Wen Weiming replied: "Oh, well, I won't bother you anymore, you should rest early."

An hour was about to pass. During this hour, Shen Feiyan played two more ranking games and won. However, he was not happy at all because his father, Shen Cong, still didn't call him.

"Fuck, this is abnormal! This is unscientific! Has my dad encountered any danger?" Shen Feiyan was really panicked now. Uncle Li, the driver, made a phone call.

——"Hello? Uncle Li, is my dad home now?"

——"Little master, sir, he went home half an hour ago, how are you at your friend's house now?"

——“…”

——"Young master, why don't you speak?"

——"It's okay, I hung up, and don't tell my dad that I called you."

After finishing speaking, Shen Feiyan hung up the phone, he didn't hear Uncle Li's words on the other side, "But when you called, sir, he was standing next to me..."

Shen Feiyan's mood calmed down here, as long as nothing happened to his father, he muttered a few words in a low voice and then fell into a deep sleep.

As for why Uncle Li knew the fact that he was living in a classmate's house, Shen Feiyan didn't think too deeply about it, maybe they thought they were living in Zhao Mocun's house.

Time went back to an hour ago, when Shen Feiyan was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Wen Weiming outside heard the inconspicuous sound of dripping water in the bathroom, frowned, and after hesitating again and again, went to the balcony to make a phone call to their head teacher, the old Chu Chu Lingxuan who Shen Feiyan said was passionate about work.

——"Mr. Chu, I'm Wen Weiming, do you have the contact information of Shen Feiyan's parents?"

--"have."

— "Can you send it to me? I'm in a hurry."

——"Okay, I'll send you a text message."

The whole process took less than a minute, and Wen Weiming easily got the phone number of Shen Feiyan's father, Shen Cong.

When Wen Weiming dialed Shen Cong's phone, there was a bit of noise on the other side, with the honking of cars one after another, as if there was a traffic jam.

—— "Is it Shen Feiyan's father?"

……

——"Okay, thank you, Feiyan is quite ignorant, so please take care of him."

——"You're welcome, helping my classmates is what I should do."

"Wen Weiming, are you calling your dad?" Shen Feiyan came out of the shower, saw Wen Weiming standing on the balcony and asked curiously.

Wen Weiming shook his head, saying no.

——"Uncle, then I'll hang up."

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Feiyan was woken up by the alarm clock he usually set for school.

"?"

Looking at the unfamiliar room in front of him, Shen Feiyan stayed for a while with a confused expression of who I am, where I am, and what I am going to do.

After a few minutes, he finally realized that he had no place to go after he ran away from home yesterday. In the park, he met Wen Weiming, the monitor of class 1301, the successor of socialism, and also his love rival, Wen Weiming. He was forcibly dragged to his home.

Hmph, going deep behind the enemy lines this time, we will definitely find Wen Weiming's black spots.

Regarding the matter of discrediting his rival in love, Shen Feiyan was full of energy.

"Could it be that Wen Weiming hasn't woken up yet?" Shen Feiyan was in the bathroom, looking at the mirror in front of him, thinking while brushing his teeth, he felt happy thinking about it.When he just came out to brush his teeth, he glanced at the time, it was 07:30, but Wen Weiming hadn't woken up yet.

Tsk tsk tsk, so my love rival is so lazy!

After a great success, he found Wen Weiming's shortcoming of sleeping late on the first morning. Shen Feiyan was very satisfied with this, and discrediting his rival is just around the corner!

He subconsciously ignored it, if it wasn't because he forgot to cancel the alarm clock, he estimated that he might be sleeping soundly at this time.

After washing up, Shen Fei said nothing and finished playing the game. After playing the game, he looked at the time, it was eight o'clock, and at this time, Wen Weiming hadn't come out yet.

Tsk tsk tsk, so you are such a lazy Wen Weiming!Shen Feiyan sighed regretfully on his face, but his heart was full of joy.

Seeing that Wen Weiming hadn't gotten up yet, Shen Feiyan couldn't help it anymore, he was hungry.

With the bad idea that even if he was hungry, he couldn't just starve himself alone, Shen Feiyan walked outside Wen Weiming's room yesterday, and knocked on the door vigorously to wake him up, but unexpectedly, the door opened with a "squeak".

Hey!Wen Weiming doesn't close the door when he sleeps, just enough for me to take a black photo!

Shen Feiyan felt happy, and he looked at the bed in the bedroom.

"Gah?"

There is no one on the bed, only a piece of tofu...

The black photo... flew away...

Shen Feiyan stood at the door, staring deeply at the neatly folded tofu-shaped quilt on Wen Weiming's bed, and slowly spit out the words "Mom's retarded".

For Wen Weiming's behavior of folding the quilt in the early morning, Young Master Shen expressed his disdain very, very, very much.

"It's unnecessary! Looking for trouble for nothing! Much ado about nothing!" This is Shen Feiyan's evaluation of Wen Weiming's folding quilt.

Don't know what it means to keep the nature of the quilt?Don't you know that the quilt is the most perfect when it is messy?You said you're fine, why are you making the quilt?You said you can just fold the quilt, why fold it so neatly?

Young Master Shen, who never made a quilt at home, made a profound and well-pointed criticism of Wen Weiming.

After 2 minutes, Shen Feiyan returned to the room where he had slept all night in silence, and folded the quilt clumsily.

Looking at the deformed and twisted quilt in front of him, Shen Feiyan realized what he had just done.

This is done by the quilt, it has nothing to do with me!

However, the most important thing now is that I am so hungry!

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