Do not provoke

Liu Zhijin and the others now live in the unit building next to the warehouse. The third floor has one bedroom and one living room. The decoration is simple, but the advantage is that it is not far from the school and the environment is relatively quiet.

The rent was paid by He Miao's mother. After half of the rent was paid, the remaining salary was almost enough for their father and son to live in peace.

When He Miao passed by, Uncle Liu opened the door for him.

He hurriedly greeted: "Hello, Uncle!"

As soon as he heard his voice, Uncle Liu immediately became a little nervous, he replied vaguely, and then quickly turned his head to call his son: "Xiao Jin, it's the boss's child..."

Liu Zhijin responded in the kitchen: "Here we come!"

Only then did Uncle Liu turn around, staring blankly at the door, hunched over, rubbing the plaster on his fingers cautiously: "I'll go... I'll go and pour you some water."

He Miao hurriedly put down her things and helped someone into the house: "Hey, uncle, you are welcome, I just came to wish you a new year! I will leave in a while!"

Uncle Liu gave a dull ah, as if a little embarrassed, which made He Miao a little nervous, and quickly helped him to the living room to sit down.

Liu Zhijin had already wiped his hands and went out. Seeing him, he smiled and said, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year!" He Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and went to the door to carry the bag again, "Come here and help me get my things! This time...I'm exhausted from carrying all the way from the supermarket!"

Liu Zhijin hurried over, frowned and looked at the pile of things at the door, and sighed: "Buying so many...too wasteful."

"Damn, isn't there a refrigerator in the kitchen! Besides, it's not just for you to eat! My uncle must eat more good Bubu!" He Miao turned to smile at Uncle Liu, "Isn't that right, uncle! You have to eat well during the Chinese New Year of!"

Uncle Liu nodded dully, but he could see some joy.

Liu Zhijin smiled helplessly, and followed him to carry the things to the kitchen.

After packing up his things, he suddenly grabbed He Miao who was about to turn around and left, glanced at his father who was sitting under the heater lamp to keep warm, and after a long while, he said in a low voice, "He Miao, thank auntie for me."

He took a breath: "She is very grateful for her willingness to take me in to work, and if I spend money on these things, I..."

He Miao frowned, and suddenly reached out to pat him on the shoulder, interrupting him: "It's okay, you talk so much nonsense, and you will only give it away this time around the New Year, otherwise you think I am such a rich man!"

Liu Zhijin looked at him and smiled.

"By the way," He Miao glanced at him again, frowning and asked hesitantly, "Li Sheng and the others didn't come to bully you again, did they?"

Liu Zhijin shook his head: "The security here is very strict, they can't come in."

"What about on the way after school?" He Miao paused, "I heard..."

He didn't go any further, but Liu Zhijin knew what he was going to say, and smiled: "As long as my dad is safe, I usually won't be afraid of him. If it's a big deal, I'll shout loudly. There are so many people on the road. Did you act bravely?"

He Miao paused, but also knew that as an outsider, there was only so much he could do, so he nodded: "Okay, then you should be careful yourself."

"understood."

"I won't stay any longer, I have to go home so late!" He Miao breathed a sigh of relief, took out a can of milk from his refrigerator, shook it, and said loudly, "Let's go, see you at the beginning of school!"

"See you at the beginning of school." Liu Zhijin smiled and waved.

He Miao turned around and went out of the kitchen, said goodbye to Uncle Liu politely, then happily opened the door and left while drinking milk.

After the door was closed, Uncle Liu said cautiously: "Xiao Jin, he didn't bring any valuables, did he? We have received such a big favor from people, so we don't dare to accept things anymore and be annoyed by others..."

Liu Zhijin sighed, laughed, put the bags of beef, mutton, and fish in the refrigerator, and then whispered after a long time, "It's okay, Dad."

He took a breath, and the hands holding the refrigerator door were thin and chapped: "...we'll be fine from now on."

While waiting for He Miao to deliver things, Tang Xingbei sat on the bench by the bus stop and rested for a while.

It was getting late at night, the colorful car lights on the road flew by, and the cold night wind was blowing, a bit biting, he raised his hand to put on the hat of his down jacket, and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

On wechat, the chat history between him and Fang Lin was still at noon.

【.】:Got home

[Not round]: good

Then it's gone.

Tang Xingbei hesitated for a moment, typed, deleted, and deleted in the dialog box for a long time before typing out a line: What are you doing.

Before sending it out, the phone suddenly vibrated.

【.】:what are you doing

Tang Xingbei was taken aback, and quickly sat up straight, suppressing the corner of his mouth, and typing.

[Not round]: In a daze, what about you?

【.】: Just finished eating with Brother Zhen, they are at home

[Not round]: oh

[Not round]: He Miao went to deliver something to Liu Zhijin's house, I'll wait for him here

It took a while to come back there.

【.】: Did you go there?

[Not round]: no

Tang Xingbei hurriedly replied to the message, and waited for a while, but the other party still did not reply.

He frowned, and just as he was about to put away the phone, the screen suddenly went dark, and then [.] initiated a voice call.

He was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously picked it up, suddenly a little nervous: "...Hello?"

It took two seconds for Fang Lin to hum, his originally cold voice was even more cold through the slight sound of electricity: "Mmm."

"...Mmm, what?" Tang Xingbei cleared his throat, "Is there something wrong?"

Fang Lin had a bit of a headache after drinking a little too much in the evening, but the moment he heard his voice, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

He smiled, lay on the bed, covered the light with one hand in front of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "No."

Tang Xingbei asked strangely, "Then why are you calling?"

This person's brain circuit probably belonged to the straight-forward one, Fang Lin choked on him, and sighed: "...Then I'm dead?"

There was silence on the phone for a while, and there was no sound.

Fang Lin paused, and was about to say goodbye when he heard Tang Xingbei suddenly whisper, "Wait a minute."

He quickly bent his mouth: "what?"

The cold wind blew the fur from the hat onto his face, blurring his vision.

Tang Xingbei didn't care, he just lowered his head and scratched his fingers, and said after a long time: "When... when will you come back?"

"Didn't I tell you before," Fang Lin smiled, "It should be the third year of junior high school."

Tang Xingbei frowned, and said yes: "Then you are at your uncle's house for the New Year?"

"Well, there will be relatives coming home to pay New Year's greetings." Fang Lin said in a low voice.

"……Oh."

The two sides fell silent again, and Tang Xingbei grabbed the phone nervously.

Although facing He Miao, he was able to vaguely and roughly accept the fact that he was bent, and he was able to express Fang Lin's thoughts, but facing Fang Lin himself... there was still a layer of ambiguity.

If you can't say it, you can't break the paper.

Although this layer of paper has been gradually fading since the summer vacation, until now it is even transparent, but... it still feels a little bit worse.

Tang Xingbei sighed.

On the other side of the phone, Fang Lin probably sensed the subtlety between the two of them. After a long silence, he asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going home tonight?"

"Yeah." Tang Xingbei lowered his eyes, "Stay at He Miao's house for one night, pack up and go to my grandma's tomorrow."

Fang Lin hummed: "When will you go home after the new year?"

Tang Xingbei rubbed the zipper of his coat with one hand, coughed, and said quickly, "...when you come back."

Fang Lin quickly opened his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and just as he was about to say something, he heard He Miao chirping on the phone:

"Brother Bei!!!! Is it cold to wait! Come and I'll treat you to milk tea!!"

The throbbing in his chest was suddenly blocked, and he frowned and cursed.

He Miao rushed closer only to see Tang Xingbei on the phone, and leaned over curiously: "Who are you calling?!"

Tang Xingbei glanced at him with a half-smile: "Fang Lin."

"..." He Miao said in a daze, and subconsciously bowed first, "Brother Lin, Happy New Year!!"

Fang Lin took a breath before saying, "Happy Chinese New Year."

Tang Xingbei couldn't hold it back, he laughed, sighed, waved his hand at He Miao, then turned around and said to the phone: "Okay, let's talk another day, I should go."

"See you."

"Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Xingbei put away the phone, and glanced at He Miao, the dog who wanted to poke his head but didn't dare: "What expression do you have?"

He Miao quickly looked away, and heyed ambiguously: "It's okay, it's okay!"

Tang Xingbei was in a good mood, so he didn't bother to talk to him, so he hailed a car, and the two went home directly.

Early the next morning, Tang Xingbei said goodbye to He Miao's family, and went home to pack up his things. At noon, Uncle Li took the people to the suburban villa area.

When I arrived at my grandma's house, it was time for dinner. Tang Xingbei didn't have breakfast, and he was already starving. While carrying the suitcase, he lowered his head and told Aunt Zhao that he wanted to eat roasted chicken legs at noon, and went straight into the house.

He walked in a hurry and failed to notice Aunt Zhao's hesitant expression.

Tang Xingbei didn't hear waves of laughter coming from the living room until he reached the corner of the corridor.

He paused and stood still with his suitcase.

Looking in through the window, the uncle and aunt are happily chatting in the house, and the grandma is also smiling, lowering her head to tease the little nephew who has just turned two years old and toddler, and whispers to her children We discussed the experience of raising children.

An unknown variety show was playing on the TV, and the two nieces were lying in front of the screen, discussing which one was better-looking, laughing and chattering.

Tang Xingbei just looked at it like this, he didn't know what he was thinking, and stood silently for a while.

Uncle was talking and laughing, when he looked up inadvertently, saw him through the window, and suddenly paused: "Xiaobei is back..."

Hearing this name, the originally very warm and lively atmosphere in the room suddenly sank, and a group of children suddenly looked at the door with vigilance and fear.

Uncle pulled out an awkward smile: "Come in, what are you doing standing at the door so cold?"

Tang Xingbei didn't say anything, just lowered his eyes and hummed, and came in with the suitcase.

The grandma was very happy, and let go of her little nephew's hand: "I thought you would arrive later. We've all eaten. Are you hungry? Let your Aunt Zhao cook something for you first."

"...not hungry." Tang Xingbei whispered, then paused, "I'll go upstairs to rest first, you guys talk."

Aunt Zhao looked at him anxiously, but said nothing.

Grandma didn't suspect him, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'm tired after driving for so long, let's take a nap."

Tang Xingbei didn't make another sound, nodded, and went back to the room with the suitcase.

After the sound of closing the door was heard upstairs, the somewhat silent atmosphere below slowly began to flow again.

The uncle breathed a sigh of relief, and waited for the old lady to concentrate on teasing her grandson again, then glanced at her sister, frowned and said in a low voice, "...I feel uncomfortable every time I see him."

My aunt also had a complicated face, curling her lips: "Who isn't?"

"Actually, this child is quite pitiful." The aunt glanced upstairs quietly, and said hesitantly, "The eldest sister passed away, and his father didn't care about it. It's understandable to develop such a temperament..."

Auntie frowned, and brushed her well-managed long hair: "It looks cold and unflattering."

"Forget it, leave him alone." Uncle said, "Why did the swimming pool coach you mentioned just make an appointment?"

"Ah, I'll give you his WeChat directly..."

After closing the door, Tang Xingbei stood silently for a while, then pushed the suitcase aside, turned around, walked to the desk and sat down.

Occasionally, there was laughter and chatter from downstairs, but the sound was not loud, and it was mixed with the laughter of children.

Tang Xingbei was stunned for a while, and when his stomach hurt from hunger, he got up and walked forward, put the suitcase upside down and opened it, sat cross-legged on the ground, and slowly pulled out a bag. Fang Lin specially explained, said Because he was afraid that he would be too lazy to eat, he forcibly stuffed the beef jerky into his cabinet, took it apart, and stuffed a few pieces into his mouth.

The strong aroma spreads in the mouth instantly.

……

"I'll be back in a few days." Fang Lin put the beef jerky in his cabinet without refusing, with a very indifferent tone, "You have a bad stomach, you must eat on time, and you can eat this if you are too lazy to cook."

Tang Xingbei had just woken up and was drowsy with sleepiness, so he just responded casually, and continued to sleep in a group impatiently.

……

The beef jerky was hard and dry, Tang Xingbei frowned, pulled out half a bottle of mineral water from his backpack and swallowed it, screwed on the cap again, and shook it boredly.

He sat there for a while, silent for a moment, and slowly buried his head down.

At this moment, he suddenly began to miss Fang Lin crazily.

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