Do not provoke

It wasn't until twelve o'clock at night that a group of people got angry enough, clamoring that if they didn't go home, their parents would be punished.

Yu Zhaohe and several boys decided to send the girls home first, and then go back separately.

There were more males and fewer females among the dozen or so people, but regardless of whether they were boys or girls, they all jumped over Tang Xingbei and Fang Lin with great understanding, and prepared to go to the bus station after matching up.

He Miao naturally circled Zhou Nuan attentively.

But he smiled helplessly and waved his hands: "No need, my brother is here to pick me up."

He Miao was suddenly disappointed, and looked around: "Is there no one?"

Zhou Nuan waved behind him: "Here!!"

A silver-gray car drove over slowly, and the person inside rolled down the window. It was a young man, about 23 or [-] years old, looking very gentle, with his eyes bent: "I knew I would not come."

"Brother!" Zhou Nuan was a little ashamed.

Tang Xingbei kicked He Miao, and the man reacted quickly, and cleverly called out, "Hello, brother!"

"Ah, hello." Zhou You smiled, looked past him, paused on Fang Lin and Tang Xingbei, and finally met the congratulatory words behind him, suddenly paused, and looked at Zhou again after a while Nuan, "This is also your classmate?"

Zhou Nuan was at a loss?He let out a sound, followed his line of sight, and shook his head quickly: "No, this is He Miao's younger brother, who is just about to enter the first year of high school."

"It's so small." Zhou You clicked his tongue and looked away regretfully, "Get in the car, if you don't go back, Lao Zhou will scold you."

Zhou Nuan responded, turned around and talked to a group of people in vain and made an appointment to meet another day climbing the mountain, and then turned and got into the car.

"What are you looking at?" He Miao asked.

He Yan looked away casually: "It's okay."

Tang Xingbei glanced at him.

On the way home by car, Fang Lin's phone suddenly rang a few times. He glanced at the caller ID and quickly picked it up: "Brother Zhen?"

The other side didn't know what he said, Tang Xingbei watched his expression suddenly go silent, then his brows became more and more tight, and finally his expression became completely cold, and he slowly took a breath: "I see, please trouble you and Brother Chuan Help take care of him first... well, just lock him up, don't worry about eating and drinking, I will go back tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry, I know the severity."

On the other side of the phone, he probably explained a few words, Fang Lin replied coldly, then hung up the phone.

Tang Xingbei looked at him from the side, hesitating: "What's wrong?"

Fang Lin was silent for a long time: "...my grandfather passed away."

The earliest bus back to City C was at six o'clock in the morning. The two of them got up before dawn, quickly packed their things, and got on the bus with their bags on their backs.

Along the way, Fang Lin behaved very calmly.

If Tang Xingbei hadn't occasionally asked him if he wanted to drink water but was ignored several times, it wouldn't have been obvious that he was in a bad mood.

While the carriage was bumping, Tang Xingbei glanced at the slightly black eyes under his eyes, sighed silently, took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, opened it, and brought it to his mouth without any explanation: "Open your mouth."

Fang Lin subconsciously did so.

The warm fingertips pressed a little sweetness into the mouth, then stopped as if there was nothing, and quickly pulled away.

Fang Lin slowly came back to his senses, said a word of thanks in a low voice, closed his eyes and lay back on the back of the bus seat.

Tang Xingbei didn't speak, and turned his head to look at the slow and old scenery outside the window.

He thought of the sheep that Fang Lin raised before, and Grandpa Fang who was the only one who remembered his birthday and gave him a gift.

My heart suddenly tightened and softened for a while.

The two hours in the car were very difficult, the airtight compartment, the stuffy air conditioner, and the silent space.

It wasn't until he got out of the car that Fang Lin felt his breathing gradually became easier.

He looked at Tang Xingbei whose face was a little pale from being dizzy in the car, patted him on the back lightly, unscrewed it and handed him a bottle of water: "Don't worry, take a rest."

Tang Xingbei squatted under the scorching hot sun, half of the board was broken and the paint was peeling off. He frowned and drank a bottle of water before he recovered a lot.He breathed out with difficulty, inserted the water bottle into the full trash can, and stood up with his schoolbag in his hand: "Let's go."

Fang Lin quickly turned his face away to avoid his sight, hummed hoarsely, and walked in front.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Tang Xingbei seemed to see a little redness in the corner of his eyes.

He sighed.

The weather is hot and there are not many people on the street.

After leaving the bus station, looking around along the shade of the trees on the outer ring, one can clearly feel the backwardness of the development of the town here.

Tang Xingbei originally thought they were going to find a bus stop to take a bus, but after walking a few steps, Fang Lin answered the phone, gave the address in a low voice, and then hung up.

In less than 2 minutes, a low-key black Volkswagen drove up to his face.

The car window was rolled down, revealing a tight-faced, short-haired man with two flowery arms, leaning out the car window and beckoning to the two of them: "This way!"

Tang Xingbei remembered that this person was one of the two people who followed Fang Shi when he met Fang Shi in the alley. Fang Lin called him Chuanzi.

Liu Chuan originally thought that Fang Lin was the only one coming back, but when he saw Tang Xingbei standing beside him, he was stunned for a moment, and looked at Fang Lin in shock.

Fang Lin didn't speak, just stared at him.

Liu Chuan probably understood something, slowly frowned, and glanced at Tang Xingbei again: "Come up first, go..."

"Go directly to the store." Fang Lin said.

Liu Chuan paused and shut his mouth for an instant. When the two of them got into the car, he turned silently and stepped up the accelerator.

He was driving the car, and originally wanted to light a cigarette, but just as he put his hand in his pocket, he heard a cold voice from behind him: "We can smoke after we get out of the car."

He never cared about these things usually, Liu Chuan gave a strange oh, put the cigarette back again, and glanced at Tang Xingbei who had his eyes closed and raised his eyebrows in the car mirror with some discomfort.

Fang Linzheng frowned and looked sideways at him, stretched out his arms to hug him and leaned against him, his half-down eyes were full of concern.

Liu Chuan watched secretly, and an unbelievable idea gradually appeared in his mind... Soon he felt that it was impossible, so he clicked his tongue and didn't think about it any more.

It rained yesterday, and the crushed road surface was a bit potholed, with a lot of dirty water accumulated.

The car stopped outside a somewhat dilapidated street, Liu Chuan turned around and said, "Go down first, I'll park the car."

"En." Fang Lin got out of the car, and reached out to help Tang Xingbei take out the backpack, "Be careful."

Liu Chuan was originally looking down at the phone, but when he heard the words, he turned his head and stared at it in surprise as if he had seen a ghost.

Tang Xingbei didn't notice it, jumped over a puddle, reached out to take the schoolbag and put it on his back: "Let's go."

Seeing the two of them turning side by side into the alley, Liu Chuan frowned. He knocked out a cigarette from the box, lit it, scratched his head, and said to himself: "No wonder I can't find a wife..."

He shrugged and drove off with a cigarette in his mouth.

This is probably the busiest street in the town. There are several small supermarkets on both sides of the road, as well as several milk tea shops, barbecues and Shaxian snacks.

There were a few scattered tables under the parasols supported by the big tent, but there were no people there, only young boys working as waiters from two restaurants chatting happily.

Under the shade of the trees, there are old men playing chess, and there are not many cars passing by, most of them are riding electric cars.

Tang Xingbei looked away, followed Fang Lin and turned into an alley on the left.

As soon as he turned in, a line of words quickly appeared in Tang Xingbei's heart: Internet Cafe Street.

Dirty, messy, poor, the area is damp and cloudy, the trash cans at the entrance of the alleys are all wide open and full, and they are scattered around the ground, churning in the mud and filthy.

"Be careful where you step." Fang Lin walked ahead with ease.

Tang Xingbei hummed and followed behind him.He glanced ahead, and just happened to see the older brother on the other side of the street walking fast, stepping on a raised brick, spilling dirty water from his trousers, jumping up, cursing unluckily, slapping his face, turning around and leaving.

If this is placed in the city, it must be an out-and-out red light district.

Thinking of this, Tang Xingbei turned his face to look at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin didn't seem to notice his gaze, and continued walking in silence.

He was wearing a simple black loose T-shirt, gray trousers, and a somewhat heavy red rope around his neck. He was tall, tall, tall and handsome.

Just looking at his appearance, no one would suspect that he is a spoiled rich second generation.

However... the aura around him was extremely abrupt.

Tang Xingbei stared at Fang Lin's indifferent and thorny back walking in the alley, and finally understood why he felt that this person was out of tune with the atmosphere of the school when he first saw him.

So cold... so cold and alone.

He was distracted when he suddenly saw Fang Lin stop at the back door of an Internet cafe, and looked back at him: "Come here."

Tang Xingbei didn't speak, but followed.

After he came in, Fang Lin turned around and closed the door, locking it.

The room was a bit dark, Tang Xingbei glanced left and right, there were a few large unopened boxes piled up in the corner, a few broken computers and some old keyboards covered in dust were randomly piled up on the ground on the other side, it should be a warehouse one of a kind place.

"Let's go." Fang Lin glanced at him.

"Ah."

Walking around a long corridor and pushing open the heavy door to enter, the sounds of noisy games and shouting quickly penetrated, and the smoke was choking.

"Damn it! This won't kill you and grow up eating shit, you idiot!"

"Zai Nima Bibi, I fucked your mother!"

"Go up, go up, go up, hide in the grass and fight with your mother!"

"Go away and don't grab my line!"

……

Tang Xingbei frowned, followed the prestige, and saw a row of boys with fancy hair dyed, smoking cigarettes, playing games cracklingly, cursing.

It seems that he is only as old as himself, and his ears don't know how many holes have been pierced, and there are messy earrings that don't know whether they are silver or iron.

One of the green hairs was probably dead, impatiently smashing the mouse, cursing the country and laying back, looking up and seeing Tang Xingbei looking at this side, frowned and gestured with the middle finger arrogantly: "Look at your father!" What an idiot!"

Tang Xingbei's face darkened, and just as he was about to speak out, his wrist was immediately pulled.

Fang Lin dragged him to his side, turned his head, and stared at Lumao coldly: "Get lost."

"...What the hell?"

The green hair was taken aback for a moment, and was silenced by his gaze at first, and then he found that the man was very embarrassed, so he was a little relieved, stared at him exaggeratedly, and grinned funnyly at the red hair next to him: "Brother Zhang! This man tells us to go!"

The red-haired headwind was impatient at first when he was playing games, but when he heard the words, he turned his head and was about to curse, when he met his gaze, he was startled, and the mouse in his hand slid with a bang: "Fuck?! Fang... Fang... Lin , Brother Lin?"

Fang Lin didn't speak, just stared at him.

The red hair stayed for a while, quickly took down the cigarette, lowered his head and hurriedly pressed it into the iron plate next to him, turned off the machine three or two times, and frowned at his companion who hadn't reacted in a low voice: "Let's go, don't go!" Fuck it, hurry up and go!"

"Ah? But..."

"Kanima is good! Let's go!"

Lumao felt ashamed and angry, and yelled dissatisfied: "I'm afraid he will hang up, brother Zhang, why don't we just..."

"Didn't you ask me who Fang Lin was before?" Hongmao quickly interrupted him, stared at him with his head down, his voice was tight and low, "That's the fuck."

The green-haired man was dumbfounded, and stared over with his mouth open in disbelief.

"Don't be so fucking dumb, hurry up and pack your things, fuck!"

……

Tang Xingbei looked at Fang Lin thoughtfully after people hurriedly checked out and slipped out like a beast.

The man didn't explain anything, he just looked back coldly and looked at him.

From this glance, Tang Xingbei seemed to see Fang Lin who was in a mess in the alley that night again.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Someone behind him suddenly spoke, with a smile: "It's a coincidence that these idiots are not pleasing to the eye, and it's not easy to rush."

Tang Xingbei quickly looked away and turned his head.

Liang Zhen seemed a little surprised when he saw him. He paused, glanced at Fang Lin, saw that he had no expression, then laughed, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Liang Zhen."

Tang Xingbei hesitated for half a second, then reached out and shook his hand: "Tang Xingbei."

Liang Zhen seemed startled, stared at him a few more times, then hummed, and looked at Fang Lin: "What do you say?"

"Did he explain anything?" Fang Lin dropped his fingertips into his pocket, as if he wanted to touch a cigarette, but stopped halfway, turned around, took two bottles of water from the shelf, and threw one to Tang Xingbei.

"No." Liang Zhen clicked his tongue, "It's not like you don't know that your second uncle is a thief and a traitor, and he must be dishonest whenever there is money to be shared, let alone..."

He paused, lowered his head and lit a cigarette between his fingers: "It's summer now, your grandpa... Xiao Zhao had been gone for a day when he found out, so we didn't dare to delay, and cremated as your second aunt said." gone."

Fang Lin was silent for a moment, and hummed.

"Do you want to meet your second uncle?" Liang Zhen asked.

"No." Fang Lin said solemnly, "Let him calm down for two more days, and come out after he thinks carefully."

Liang Zhen glanced at him: "Okay."

He thought for a while and said, "It's just right, it's summer vacation, you can take your classmates to rest at home for two days."

"By the way," he looked at Tang Xingbei and said with a smile, "There is no spare room at Linzi, if you have no place to live, I have a rental house over there, usually no one goes there, it's quite clean. "

Tang Xingbei didn't move, looked at him, and gave a vague ah.

"No need," Fang Lin paused, "He... lives with me."

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