Strange events in the imperial capital

Teachers and students reunited and talked happily.Chu Han also took the opportunity to catch up with the teacher and ask for news.The old teacher led the two of them into the office and sat down, and he didn't dislike that Fang Xiao was expelled from the school at the time. He washed a plate of melons and fruits for the students to eat, which was very harmonious and kind.

Chu Han didn't shy away from Fang San'er's presence, took out a black and white photo from his pocket, and asked Teacher Yang if he remembered such a boy back then.

Teacher Yang replaced myopia glasses with reading glasses and looked carefully for a long time: "The photo is too old, this, I really can't remember, which class of students?"

Chu Han said: "Should it be the 66th class, or 67th? I can't say for certain, in short, it was the years before and after. This kid's family is an intellectual, a professor, and later it is said that because of family changes, he jumped into a well in Beixinqiao."

"Oh..." The old teacher's face suddenly became serious, and he searched in his mind for a long time, and maybe he didn't want to recall: "At that time, I was a student who had just graduated and was assigned to teach in this school. It seems that there was such a boy... ...His name seems to be Wang Yu."

Chu Han: "..."

Chu Han nodded calmly: "Yes, yes, it's Xiao Wang Yu."

The teachers and students chatted about this little student Wang for a while, but the age is so long that there is not much information that can be recalled. I can’t remember which class Wang Yu was in, which classroom, or what he did when he was in school. What.Chu Han was almost done chatting, and turned around to tell Xiao Qiantose, "We can withdraw after the mission is over", but when he turned around, he was so startled.

Third Master Fang had been sitting in the corner doing nothing, so he was busy talking.

On the coffee table in front of this person was a fruit tray for eight people, at least 25 inches in diameter, which was already empty.Xiao Chitose seemed to be quite full, with a tired face.

Chu Han: "...you ate all of it?"

Fang San'er leaned back in the chair: "...Huh?"

Chu Han: "...#￥%&*"

The two looked at each other.Chu Han questioned with sharp eyes, the teacher asked you to eat Mr. Fang, are you really eating it?

Fang San'er's eyes said, what's the matter, I'm hungry, isn't the fruit just for me to eat!

Chu Han's eyes said that you have eaten all of them, so you should eat more modestly on such a big plate!Whenever the host brings out cakes and fruits, they are equivalent to offerings to Bodhisattvas. Just take them out and put them on display. They are not for you to eat. Sophisticated people, good manners, little Chitose!

Fang San'er's eyes said that your teacher greeted me and said that you can eat whatever you want, so don't be polite. How do I know that he is just putting it out for me to see? !

Chu Han's eyes said that you swallowed it too cleanly. What about the cores of the apples, the skin of the whole melon, where did you gnaw the melon skin, the melon skin and the melon skin!I'll take you out in the future, you can't eat like this in front of strangers, live your ancestors!

Mr. Fang's self-esteem may be damaged suddenly, so don't look away and say nothing.

Chu Han wanted to explain again, I absolutely don't mean to dislike you, I just want to take care of you, hey...

The old teacher waved his hands and said it's okay, it's okay, student Xiaofang not only has a good appetite, but also his teeth are really good!The teacher sent off the former students kindly, and made an appointment with Chu to meet again on the school anniversary.

Chu Han walked out of the corridor out of the teacher's sight, and directly grabbed the third master's wrist.Taking advantage of the darkness, the two black silhouettes swiftly climbed up to the bell tower at the corner of the campus with a hurried expression.

Chu Han looked Fang San'er straight in the eye: "So, your original name is Wang Yu."

Fang San'er asked: "Where did you get the photos, and you still keep it from me."

Chu Han said: "A few days ago, I got it from your adoptive father Fang Yi's house, a photo of you when you were a child. How long has it been since you went home to visit his old man?"

He specifically emphasized the word "adoptive father".

Fang San'er let out a heartless "Oh" and asked, "What's the matter?"

Chu Han said in his heart, we are still schoolmates...

Chu Han really admired Fang's calm mentality.This guy is used to some uninhibited behavior to cover up clues or possible weaknesses.Fang Qiansui watched helplessly as Chu Han took out the old black and white photo and handed it to Teacher Yang for identification. He was neither nervous nor dodged, and concentrated on killing a large basin of fruit.It's been too long, more than 60 years, and the old teacher naturally didn't see that the boy in front of him with the brim of his hat pulled down and his calf presumptuously cocked on the armrest of the sofa in a wild posture, swallowing cantaloupe rind, was the person in the photo.

But even so, knowing the identity of Mr. Fang at the beginning, how can we decipher the black hole energy field that sucked Mr. Shen away, and how can we find a way to "past"?Chu Han hadn't figured it out yet.

Chu Han drove Fang San'er back in the car.He suddenly realized that he didn't know where to take Third Master Fang for a while. What kind of identity is this person and where should he belong in the future?

Fang Chitose is not a refugee. He got his household registration through the back door of the police station more than 60 years ago, and he is considered to be the number one person in society.However, Mr. Xiaofang has a family but actually has no home, and he doesn't like to go home very much. He has no family affection. He is completely like a wandering prodigal wandering on the edge of society, living a life like a wild crane, doing nothing.This person's brows and eyes showed indifference all the year round, he was forced to get used to being alone, occasionally laughing out loud and revealing his innocent youthful heart, these people can make Chu Han think about it for a long time.He wanted to peel off the cover of the other party's deceptive skin, and see what the real little Chitose looks like?

Does this person really belong here?Can he have a good time? ...

Chu Han succinctly suggested that you go with me to Houhai Boss Luo's restaurant for a meal. I haven't eaten since noon, and I'm so hungry that I'm almost out of shape. You also know me, Third Master Luo, and your brothers.

Fang San'er's more concise three words, no more.

Chu Han glanced at the other party's expression: "My third uncle cooks delicious food, and you usually have nowhere to eat such good food."

Fang San'er snorted coldly: "The melon rind is enough!"

The voice actually reveals the resentment and anger of being wronged by Young Master Chu!

"Don't be so small!" Chu Han laughed out loud, "You're still doing this with me?"

What are you being so coquettish about?

The relationship between the two has become close unconsciously, it seems that they can say a lot of things with confidence, and they seem to understand everything without having to say anything.

But Chu Han found that the people around him were obviously not feeling well today.Third Master Fang adjusted his posture on the seat, tilting the seat back, and pressing his head against the side window.The person's breathing gradually became heavy, and the narrow compartment was filled with an uneasy atmosphere.Chu Han asked, "What's the matter with you?" A layer of cold water vapor quickly condensed on the front windshield.The air outside was suddenly cold, and a layer of white mist appeared on the outside of the glass.

This time Chu Han couldn't even see the road clearly, and was forced to turn on the windshield wipers while driving, and there was still a layer of water vapor on the inside of the car window.He kept reaching out to wipe off the water.He felt that his skin was abnormally cold, and he became more worried, and kept turning his head to observe Fang Chitose's appearance.

Fang San'er explained in a low voice: "The weather is not good these days, and I don't feel well."

This year's rainy season has long passed, and the beginning of winter will begin after the frost.It is true that the weather in the capital is very bad recently, the sky is covered by smog, and there is no one who can distinguish between men and women from a distance of more than ten meters.In the past, most of the dust pollution occurred in winter, but this year, the sky has turned gray and yellow since autumn.The Siberian high-pressure cyclone is aggressively approaching North China, a depression that lacks natural barriers.The smog is endless in the morning and evening, and it crushes the people in a city, making people feel chest tightness, shortness of breath, and filth from time to time.

Fang San'er suddenly moved, moved over, put his head on Chu Han's shoulder forcefully, and grabbed his trouser belt with one hand.

Shen Chenghe often did this before.Mr. Shen licked his pants, it was pure baseness, and touched him casually; Fang Qiansui just touched him, and he wanted to lick his heart...

Chu Han supported the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other hand, he used an awkward posture to support the man's shoulder with difficulty. He couldn't help but look down at the person leaning on the shoulder while driving.He has never seen Fang Qiantui show weakness like this, how "uncomfortable" is this person to curl up like this on him?Is it really uncomfortable... So he made his own decision and drove all the way back to the Luo's restaurant in Houhai.

Boss Luo was not in the store that night, saying that he picked up a packaged meal to pick up the director to get off work.Several familiar faces greeted Young Master Chu attentively, let him into the private seat in the inner room, served hot pot and barbecue, and served big meat.

Private restaurants use old-fashioned large copper hot pots, instead of using electricity and burning charcoal fire.A brass pot the size of a washbasin, the long chimney in the middle has been smoked into a burnt copper color, and the milky white mutton soup is boiling and tumbling.The mutton slices are cut into paper thin pieces, soaked in the clear soup and cooked immediately, then dipped in the secret sauce made with sesame sauce, fermented bean curd, chive flower chili oil, and a bite of sugared garlic. This is the authentic way of eating by old Beijingers.

There are also grilled venison and smoked venison, which are famous dishes of imperial cuisine, on the menu, so a smoker stove was specially set up, and the guys showed their skills.A Muslim chef wearing a white hat and a white towel puts a copper grate on the charcoal fire, spreads a layer of marinated fresh and tender deer, and pierces the venison leg with a copper braze on the fattest part, and puts it on the upper layer Keep turning the smoker.

Mr. Fang frantically cooked four plates of lamb eye meat and lamb loin meat. After eating comfortably, he seemed to be relieved, and quickly became lively again.When this person was devoting himself to feasting, he didn't bother to worry about his image. Meat was obviously more delicious than melon skin. Seeing the meat, there was a greedy light in his eyes, revealing the most primitive and purest desire for food.The meat and wine were half full, the venison on the oven was not yet cooked, mixed with blood, and steamed from the charcoal fire, Fang San'er suddenly backed away, his face changed, and he left the table and went out!

Chu Han dropped his chopsticks and chased after him.Mr. Xiaofang was sitting on the steps at the entrance of the restaurant blowing the air, shaking the smoke from his clothes.There was a row of low-key black cars parked at the entrance of the restaurant, and all the diners who came in and out were tasteful and wealthy.

Chu Han knelt down and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Fang San'er said indifferently: "There are too many fireworks in the room, it hurts all over from the smoke."

Chu Han hurriedly asked: "Have you been poisoned by carbon monoxide? You are not used to this kind of charcoal-burning stove. This old-fashioned hot pot oven smokes many people down every year."

Fang San'er said: "No, it's too close to the fire...my body hurts."

It was only then that Chu Han knew that Fang Chitose had a destiny.This god is afraid of fire.

Moreover, he is more afraid of everything related to fire than ordinary mortals, and will run away when he sees it.Fang Sanye would not have sat in that room if he hadn't been hungry and impatient.Whether it is a human being or a beast, it is inevitable that there will be some kind of weakness. Little Chitose usually looks like he is not afraid of gods above, and he is not afraid of ghosts below. , but was originally afraid of dying the most ordinary and warm fireworks in the world.

……

The skin on the back of Fang San'er's hand was abnormal.Chu Han opened the other's sleeve to look at it. There was a faint layer of dark red, as if it was about to emit scales, and he could feel the heart-wrenching pain just by looking at it.Third Master Fang waved him away: "What are you looking at?"

Chu Han was really worried at this moment, and subconsciously grabbed the other person's knee: "How long have you been like this? Is it uncomfortable? I mean this..."

Fang San'er knew what Chu Han wanted to ask: "Many years, every winter."

The mist-like light in Fang Chitose's eyes slowly gathered on Chu Han's body, and the layer of water vapor slowly faded away revealing lust, as if his heart was moved at a certain moment, he found a warm light source, and rushed towards the irresistible warmth.Fang San'er suddenly said: "Chu Han, it's actually not what you guessed. It seems that I used that boy to play a silly trick of resurrecting the dead. I don't want to do that at all."

Chu Han was very surprised.To be honest, he really always thought so.

Fang San'er said to him: "That boy also has a problem, there must be something wrong with him, that's why his soul is 'absorbed'. I was entangled in that invisible energy field. At that time, I couldn't move, and I couldn't go back. , you can only stay outside and boil.

"I waited more than 60 years until I finally met you."

……

Chu Han was stunned when he heard such words.

It’s not that I’ve been waiting for more than 60 years!When the well under Beixinqiaohai is barren, grassy and full of rubbish, the handsome little white dragon at the bottom of the well will not be able to go back.

Chu Han was very surprised when he heard that night, he didn't understand, and he wasn't even sure whether he should believe this person's words.The only thing that is certain is that he did this guy a great favor by arranging flowers on the ancestral grave to accumulate virtue.This is also the purpose of Fang Qiansui deliberately getting close to him, becoming friends, and trying to follow him to Dali.Fang San'er must know some details of their Chu family, and needed Chu Han's help to break the Tang Dynasty Arhat curse on the Dali Buddha Building, break the well, and throw his soul into the water again.It doesn't matter if it's "use" or it's trapped in the situation and struggling to seek help from an expert, the current little Chitose can at least come and go as he pleases, and is no longer completely absorbed and imprisoned by this body.The current state is more like reviving a dead body, coming out from time to time to dance as a kid.

Now that Fang Chitose has been relieved of his predicament, there is absolutely no need to show his face in Yangjian again.This person is also willing to come out to show off and show off in the market. His real intention is to see Mr. Chu often and to recite this great kindness.

With Chu Han's current secret mind, he would never mind that little Chitose orders him and uses him to do things.

Fang San'er just told him that he was feeling unwell and that his body was in pain, Chu Han's heart ached and he tossed and turned.He didn't know what illness he was suffering from. It must be a depressive mental disorder every autumn and winter!

Little Chitose said those things to him, if I knew it would make your hands bleed so much, I would say, you can ask.At this moment, Chu Han said with relief in his heart, as long as you don't have to go through so much trouble to do such a small thing for you, is it still a big deal?If you have anything to do in the future, don't hide it from me, just speak up.

……

When we parted at night, Chu Han asked this person where he was going back, Third Master Fang raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction: "I will feel better when I go back there."

Chu Han felt relieved when he saw the direction of Beixin Bridge pointed by that finger, and immediately laughed and said, "This is to find a hole for the winter, are you still hibernating?"

"Just hibernate, what's the matter?" The third master Fang sneered proudly, but he couldn't hold back his hand. He pulled Chu Han's wrist, stroked it casually, and smiled handsomely: "As long as no one knocks on that broken metal stick to disturb me, I will I just fell asleep."

Little Chitose smiled.That beautiful streamer was as light as a shock, which warmed Chu Han's heart and made him smile.

When Chu Han let go of each other's hands, his heart was empty, and he fell like weightless.On the one hand, he was thinking, go, go, as long as you are comfortable; on the other hand, he wanted to keep this man by his side, so he found a hemp rope and tied it around his wrist, or stuffed it into his backpack.I don't know if there will be a day in the future when Xiao Chitose can sleep in a place where he can see whenever he wants to, every day and every moment, as soon as he opens his eyes.