you have to talk to me

The second day of volleyball training was as usual. After the training ended, Feng Jimeng and other players pushed each other out.The others walked through the gate, and Zhang Jiarui walked with him through the back gate of the school.

He thought that Yang Fan wouldn't like being close to him at school. After going out the back door, Zhang Jiarui was waiting for the bus at Hongzhong Ximen Station. He ran up a section, turned two intersections, and waited on Yang Fan's only way. he.Walking with him for a while, sometimes we can say a few words, sometimes we don't, it mainly depends on Yang Fan's mood.At the end of the breakup at the car wash shop, Yang Fan crossed the road and entered the alley, and he took a taxi home.

Today he and Zhang Jiarui walked to the school gate, and just about to run away, Yang Fan's voice suddenly came behind him, "Feng Jimeng."

"Yang..." He got stuck and chose one of the three titles "Yang Fan", "Brother Yang" and "Teacher Yang", the most formal one being "...teacher."

"Where to run, go together."

Feng Jimeng was a little surprised.

Zhang Jiarui looked at the faces of the two of them, "Brother Yang, you want to give me a little trick for my cute brother, and teach me any tricks."

"That's right, I'll make up for two hundred push-ups for your cute brother, and you will come with me."

Zhang Jiarui swallowed, "Forget it, so I don't want to disturb you two." At this time the car came, Zhang Jiarui hurriedly squeezed into it, as if he was afraid that he would be caught and start a small stove if he was too late.

Seeing his funny appearance, Feng Jimeng smiled silently and followed Yang Fan.

He thought there was something wrong with Yang Fan, but the other party kept silent and walked forward in silence.Feng Jimeng didn't ask if she thought that Yang Fan was just like him, and wanted to stay with him for a while.

By the time he usually waited for Yang Fan, there was already a little thing waiting for them in the grass, with three flowers on a white background and a small furry head.Seeing Feng Jimeng jumping forward briskly, but seeing Yang Fan beside him, he immediately retracted.

Feng Jimeng took out a can from her schoolbag, skillfully tore it open, put it deep in the grass, and conveniently found the empty can from yesterday.The little cat didn't immediately bury his head to eat, but squatted in the shadows, kept looking at Feng Jimeng, seemed to be wondering why he didn't lick him today, thinking about it, stood up again and bowed his back to the bushes beside him rubbed in.Feng Jimeng looked back twice, thinking that what happened today would cause her to fuck you tomorrow.

When he threw away the empty can, Yang Fan had already moved a little distance away from him, and Feng Jimeng ran two steps to keep up.

"Like small animals?"

Yang Fan noticed Feng Jimeng's point, and he lowered his head and rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "Yeah."

"Little furry animals are."

"Don't pick it up and take it home?"

Feng Jimeng shook her head, "No."

The first time I almost touched the little cat, but was scared away by Yang Fan, and he prepared the canned food, but I didn’t meet it a few times later, I thought the kitten would never come, and then I met it again.This time, the canned food is added. The chances of encountering a kitten are much higher. Now I have developed a habit. Except on weekends, the little cat will wait here for him. But I didn’t really touch it until recently.

He also thought about bringing the kitten back, but he thought that if his mother threw the cat away while he was away, there was nothing he could do, but it was better to keep this "canning friendship".

When we walked to the car wash shop, where we usually broke up, Yang Fan said, "Come here and ask you something."

Sure enough, it's a matter.

Yang Fan opened the shutter door, entered the office in the dark, and turned on the light.Just now, Feng Jimeng squinted his eyes when he came in from outside the dark place.

"sit down."

Yang Fan gave him a piece of printing paper.Feng Jimeng took a quick look and only saw some luxury brands and numbers that looked alike, and the price tag looked at Yang Fan with some doubts.

"What's this?"

Yang Fan said blankly, "You gave Su Minglang something to look at, no, these."

Feng Jimeng said immediately, his face turned pale with shock, and it's not true that he was used to a cold face because he couldn't show such an intense expression for a while.But the activities in his heart were much richer than the ones that turned pale with shock. There were a lot of question marks popping up immediately, including Yang Fan, how did you know it was?Is it useless for him to deny it so definitely?Could it be that Su Minglang is still in contact with him? , Su Minglang betrayed himself?Also, he is already with Yang Fan?He desperately wanted to call Su Minglang and ask him, but Yang Fan was standing in front of him at this moment, looking at him condescendingly, waiting for his answer.

Feng Jimeng heard herself swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva, opening and closing her mouth, and finally giving up struggling, "I don't remember."

"If you don't remember, look through your mobile phone and bank card as the payment records."

Most of them are tens of thousands or tens of thousands. No one has a record of carrying so much cash with them.

As Yang Fan said, he plugged in the electric heater, opened the window, leaned against the window and took out a cigarette.

"Yang Fan..." Feng Jimeng looked at him beggingly, as if he had forgotten to be right, this man pushed him into this situation.

Yang Fan remained indifferent, and smoke came out of his mouth and nasal cavity, "Take your time and don't miss any strokes."

Feng Jimeng had no choice but to pull out the phone and check it.

Bags have at most various backpacks, satchels, wallets, two other watches and a pair of shoes, these things account for the bulk.In addition, there are many kinds of food and snacks, and they can be bought online and returned. They eat together and Feng Jimeng pays for it.There are a lot of things, there are more than 30 different items in various names, and the time spans over a month, plus the 20 cash transferred to him, the total amount is as high as [-].

After reconciling the bills, Feng Jimeng just realized that he actually spent so much money on an inexplicable person.What's even more inexplicable is that Su Minglang actually made a bill and even included a bottle of shampoo that he bought online for him.What on earth is he going to do?When Feng Jimeng reconciled the accounts with his mobile phone, he saw Yang Fan leaning against the window smoking a cigarette and didn't pay much attention. He sent several messages to Su Minglang, but he didn't get a reply until the reconciliation was over.

What Feng Jimeng intuited was not so good was that something was going to happen and he was a little timid.

"Yang Fan has it, I'm done with it, and these."

"Are you sure you didn't miss anything?"

Feng Jimeng nodded.In fact, Su Minglang missed one, but Feng Jimeng didn't intend to "confess and be lenient".

"Give me your card number."

"doing what?"

"Su Minglang refunded these things, and he transferred the money to me, and asked me to return it to you." Yang Fan stared at Feng Jimeng, "and asked you not to bother him anymore."

Feng Jimeng doubted himself, no, he heard wrongly, his eyebrows were twisted into twists, and his heart was drumming, what happened.

"Hurry up and get the card number." Yang Fan frowned impatiently, urging Feng Jimeng to have it and raised his voice.

"Why did he give you the money for you to pass it on?"

"If you ask me, I'll ask who." Yang Fan came over with a cigarette butt, put it on the table, put it in the ashtray, took out his phone, and asked again for "card number."

Feng Jimeng, with a dazed face, handed over her card number under Yang Fan's coercion.

Yang Fan took the phone and tapped it, and after a while, he transferred the money back to Feng Jimeng.

After transferring the money, Yang Fan didn't let Feng Jimeng leave, but sat down and stared at him without blinking, as if wanting him to take the initiative to explain something.But Feng Jimeng returned, looking dazed and somewhat timid.But seeing that Yang Fan kept silent, he couldn't hold back anymore.

"Can I make a phone call?"

"beat."

Feng Jimeng stood up and wanted to go out, but Yang Fan immediately said, "Just fight here."

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and dial Su Minglang's number in front of Yang Fan.Thinking about finding out why Su Minglang converted the things into money and returned them to him, and even passed them on through Yang Fan.On the other hand, he stood in front of Yang Fan, just like a student who made a mistake and stood in front of the teacher. If he could get his accomplices together, he would be more confident.

However, after calling twice, no one answered.

Feng Jimeng swears a dirty word in secret, and feels that if she is not played to death by Su Minglang, she will be pissed off by him.

Yang Fan was sitting opposite him, his legs were upturned on the chair, there was nothing to sit on, one hand was resting on Erlang's upturned legs, and the other hand was spinning a lighter in boredom.It seemed that he was staring at Feng Jimeng for a long time, but he could feel that Yang Fan was angry.

Feng Jimeng's psychological quality is not yet, she is too immature and dare not speak hard, so she had to start by telling a little lie tentatively.

"Su Minglang and I, friends."

Yang Fan squinted at him, "Is that so? Friends give things like this? Why haven't I seen you send these to Zhang Jiarui, to Hou Wen, and to Jian Hang."

"I……"

Yang Fan didn't make amends for him because he had the opportunity to raise his voice, "Su Minglang said you were chasing him, so you sent these things to chase him."

This time Feng Jimeng responded quickly, "I don't have it."

"Then why did you give him these things?" Yang Fan glanced at the paper and said, "What's the matter with the 5 yuan you paid back? Is it cash? What are you doing to give him [-] yuan?"

Feng Jimeng was momentarily blocked and speechless.He didn't have time to think about why Su Minglang said these things to Yang Fan. For a while, he couldn't make up a perfect lie to fool Yang Fan's problem.

"Hehe, it's you, it's quite busy. Ha, you usually follow my ass, and you have to go to Ning City to spread money on weekends. As expected, the sun is at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. You can't wait to shine and glow all over the world."

Yang Fan frivolously went to smoke in the cigarette case again and took a sharp puff, "Tell me, since when did you start chasing Su Minglang? How long have you known him? How much do you know about him? You know what kind of person he is, and you chase after him.”

The more Yang Fan talked, the angrier he became. Was it because of Youguang, because of Feng Jimeng's stupidity.

"Feng Jimeng, do you know that you are still a high school student, do you know how many high school students like you have come into contact with this circle too early? These people have been deceived, biased, led astray, and infected How much is AIDS?"

Feng Jimeng really looked like he was being educated, he lowered his head, but his mind was in a trance, and he had drifted into the imagination that Yang Fan actually cared about him.

Yang Fan doesn't understand that the brat is now mentally active. He pressed the remaining half of the cigarette in the ashtray, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it. He suppressed his temper and eased his tone. Make a sound.

"You didn't have a relationship with Su Minglang, and some of you talked about it. I will take you to the medical examination tomorrow." After thinking about it, he added, "You have to tell me the truth."

This question made Feng Jimeng a little embarrassed.

"I didn't." Feng Jimeng said again awkwardly, "I'm not with him, you think so."

"Then, how can you tell me?"

Feng Jimeng didn't want Yang Fan to misunderstand him to such an extent at all. He didn't want Yang Fan to misrepresent him and misunderstand him. That kind of person is very bad, so he had to tell the truth.

"You confessed to Su Minglang."