you have to talk to me

What happened at night was overshadowed by the night, and the next day, both of them pretended nothing happened, and went to the pasture on the mountain to ride horses and draw grass to relax and play.Except that Yang Fan took care of Feng Jimeng so meticulously that someone asked him if his younger brother was in poor health, and when Feng Jimeng looked at Yang Fan, his cheeks were always red behind his ears, so that someone worried about him Is it heatstroke?

In the afternoon, without Feng Jimeng's reminder, Yang Fan offered not to play, and it was time to go back.Because if he stayed for another night, he really couldn't guarantee whether he could stop the car like he did last night.It's like seeing a bowl of good meat when you're very hungry, and you can control yourself while drooling just looking at it, but after you taste it, you can no longer control this most primitive desire, even if you cross the If you cross the bottom line, even if you steal, you will steal it and eat it clean.Besides, this piece of meat was innocent enough to die, sending itself to his mouth limply.

Yang Fan felt that Feng Jimeng might have misunderstood him, thinking of him too much, thinking that he could really sit still.Even if he is really Liu Xiahui, Liu Xiahui can't stand sitting in his arms with someone he likes so much.But if Yang Fan liked Feng Jimeng a little less and cherished him a little less, he wouldn't suffer so much.

After returning, Feng Jimeng stayed at Yang Fan's house for another three days. When Yang Fan went to the car wash shop, he would write papers at home.The two cook together, eat together, and sleep in one room.

Three days later, the dog legs sent by his father left, and he returned home.

He Xianglan would always be at that poker table, and asked Feng Jimeng why he didn't agree to study abroad.

Feng Jimeng walked upstairs with her schoolbag in her hand, only saying that he didn't want to.

"You can't go out if you don't want to? I still don't want to stay in this crappy place." He Xianglan's gorgeously painted nails touched a card, and played another one, "Your father told you to go out, so you should be obedient, so as not to follow you again." He fights."

Feng Jimeng ignored her and hurried up the stairs.

"Mengmeng, it doesn't matter if you say it, it's better to prepare yourself earlier."

"Bang!" The door of Feng Jimeng's room on the second floor was slammed shut.

It was rare that He Xianglan played the poker table early today, and the mother and son ate dinner together at the table.

Feng Jimeng ate a few mouthfuls and said, "I'm going to live on campus when school starts."

When He Xianglan heard this, she stared at Feng Jimeng in surprise for a while: "You mean the school building?"

"Ah."

He Xianglan laughed suddenly, with a hint of sarcasm: "Mengmeng, several people should live together in the school building."

"A room for 6 people."

"How do you live?"

"It doesn't matter where you live."

He Xianglan only ate half a bowl of rice. In order to lose weight, but her stomach was not full, she filled a bowl of soup and drank slowly.

"That's up to you. Let Xiao Wang take you there when the time comes. If you need anything, you can ask Aunt Chen to buy it for you."

"Ah."

The mother and son were silent for a while, and He Xianglan asked: "By the way, Mengmeng, what grade are you in?"

"Senior year next semester."

"It's the third year of high school so soon, no wonder your father is in a hurry to send you abroad. Hehe, I don't know where I put my thoughts two years ago, and now I remember that he has a son."

Turning to Feng Jimeng again: "Look, you have a pretty good relationship with your dad now, don't make him angry if you have nothing to do, coax him better, in the future all his things won't be yours."

Feng Jimeng didn't speak, but just ate with her head buried.

"The two little bastards over there are still young, so they won't be a threat to you at all. You don't need to worry at all."

Feng Jimeng was full, put down the bowl and chopsticks to wipe his mouth, and suddenly asked He Xianglan: "In your opinion, what should a happy life look like?"

"Ah?" He Xianglan looked blank, "What do you want to say?"

Feng Jimeng stood up: "I won't say anything. But I think you can think about how to make your life happier."

He Xianglan stared, her eyes were already big, when she stared angrily, the eyeball was round and bright, as if some kind of crazy flame was shining inside.

"Feng Jimeng, what do you mean?"

"Means nothing."

Feng Jimeng pulled away the chair and went upstairs, He Xianglan called his name several times, and the flame was extinguished by his indifferent attitude.

The poker friends were not there that night, but He Xianglan dragged the nanny Chen Ju to chat all night in the living room.Let's talk about Feng Jimeng's rebellious period, disobeying his father's advice, and moving to live in school, even her mother wants to get rid of it.This is what raising a son is like raising a white-eyed wolf.

Feng Jimeng's room was facing the empty living room, and He Xianglan's words fell into his ears verbatim, but they were just for him.

On the first day of school, Wang Wei drove Feng Jimeng off and helped him move the dormitory.The things are all newly bought, and some things cannot be bought in Hongcheng, so they are taken from home.Originally, Yang Fan thought that Feng Jimeng would take away the things in his house and packed them for him, but Feng Jimeng said that he would come to live during the holidays, so he asked Yang Fan to keep them for him.

There are six people in the dormitory, all of whom are classmates.In the new semester, Jian Hang went to class 16, and Hou Wen was still in this dormitory.Feng Jimeng slept in the bed that Jian Hang slept in during the summer vacation, and Hou Wen's upper bunk.It's time for dinner, and there is no one in the dormitory.

Wang Wei helped move things in, but he was not good at cleaning and making the bed. The two stared dryly for a while, and Wang Wei said with a bitter face: "Why don't I go and pick up Sister Chen now and ask her to help?" You do it?"

Feng Jimeng frowned and hugged her arms, thinking for a while: "No, you can go."

"What do you do when I leave?"

"I'll do it myself."

"Okay then. I'll go first. Call me if you have anything to do."

He helped Yang Fan with making the quilt and making the sheets, so he should be able to, so Feng Jimeng took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed.When he started to do it himself, he realized that all this was far from being as simple as it seemed.Yang Fan pretended to shake and finished the work, and in Feng Jimeng's hands, the quilt core was somehow twisted into a rope in the quilt cover.He carefully bowed his waist and stood on the upper bunk, but he couldn't shake it.

My hands were sore, my waist hurt, and I finally threw the quilt aside, sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking dejectedly, I didn't know that muscle cramped at that time, and even proposed to live in school.Why do you always have to prove something to Yang Fan?Feng Jimeng climbed down from the bed, why not go to Yang Fan's house, he likes it there.

He simply packed up a few things. Fortunately, he had the foresight to not take the things from Yang Fan's house, otherwise he would have to take them back.As for the twisted mass on the bed, there was nothing he could do.

Feng Jimeng opened the door, and met Hou Wen and the others who came back from dinner.Still holding the key in his hand, Hou Wen leaned back in shock and stepped on Jian Hang's foot behind him.Jian Hang, whose foot was stepped on, flicked his elbow and bumped into Zhang Jiarui next to him.Zhang Jiarui rushed over screaming, the lunch box in his hand almost covered Ji Meng's face, even though it was cleaned.

"Damn, brother Meng, I didn't expect you to come to live on campus. The dormitory of Jian Hang and I is upstairs, and the door of 505 is always open for you."

"Why don't I change the dormitory with him and let you live together?" Jian Hang said, "As long as you tell the people in the dormitory, no one will find out."

"I agree, Brother Meng, why don't you change with Jian Hang, it's so hard for a husband and wife to be separated in two places." Zhang Jiarui kept blinking at Feng Jimeng.

Hou Wen shrugged Zhang Jiarui's elbow: "Don't come up with random ideas, you think that only the dormitory supervisor checks the dormitory, and sometimes the homeroom teacher will also come to check the dormitory. You are not looking for death like that."

Feng Jimeng was going to leave with her bag on her back, but when she met this group of people, she was hugged back.Hou Wen put away the bowls and chopsticks, and asked him, "Are you still going out now? Have you eaten? There's nothing in the cafeteria at this point."

"I didn't come here until after dinner." Feng Jimeng was a little embarrassed, "I don't intend to stay."

"Why can't you stay here all of a sudden?" Hou Wen saw Feng Jimeng's unpacked suitcase, and saw a pile of quilt covers on the upper bunk.

"I might not be a good fit."

Zhang Jiarui was afraid that he would leave, so he hurried to close the door of the dormitory.

"Suitable, absolutely suitable. Living on campus saves time, and every inch of time is worth every inch of gold. The most precious thing for candidates is time, of course. If you do one more set of questions, you will have one more chance than others. And..." Zhang Jiarui made a fool of himself, " Only this half of the building is occupied by boys, do you know what is behind the concrete wall at the end of the corridor?"

Hou Wen couldn't help shivering: "What is it?"

"you guess?"

"...Could it be Feng's corpse?"

"..." Zhang Jiarui could not wait for a string of black lines to fall from his forehead, "Girls, girls, our beautiful and lovely female classmates."

Feng Jimeng looked blank, Zhang Jiarui suddenly realized that this point was not attractive to him, but he was not reconciled that such a big surprise did not arouse everyone's emotions, so he looked at Hou Wen, expecting his reaction, but Hou Wen just "Oh".

Well, it doesn't matter, there is Jian Hang.So he looked at Jian Hang again, and couldn't help reminding in a low voice again: "The next door to our dormitory is the women's dormitory, it's hard to pass, but there is only one wall across, maybe you can hear their night talk."

Jian Hang said indifferently, "It's none of my business."

Zhang Jiarui: "????"

Why are everyone's reactions so indifferent? Zhang Jiarui thought to himself, is it because I am abnormal, or are they abnormal?

"You have moved all your things, why don't you live here? In fact, it's okay to live on campus, and it will be much more convenient, so we all live on campus when school starts." Hou Wen said to Feng Jimeng.

Feng Jimeng glanced at the bed: "I don't know how to make a bed."

Hou Wen: "...That's it?"

Zhang Jiarui: "Pfft...hahahaha, brother Meng, you are such a waste."

Jian Hang: "Even if you have intelligence, you can still learn how to make a bed."

Zhang Jiarui volunteered to help make the bed so that Feng Jimeng could stay at the school.Hou Wen took Feng Jimeng to find his cabinet, and gave him a lock.They took him to the bathroom and told him how to use the school's hot water.Tell him about the lights-out time, dormitory rules, and cleaning rounds... While talking, the other four roommates from 402 also came back, and Hou Wen greeted them.

They were roommates during the holidays, and they were already very familiar with each other. It was just that Jian Hang moved away when school started, and Feng Jimeng moved in as a replacement, and they were a little stranger to the others.But Hou Wen, as the head of the dormitory, has a good relationship with Feng Jimeng, and he quickly integrated into the atmosphere of this dormitory.

The school officially started the next day, and there was no late self-study this night.It was the first night for Feng Jimeng to live in the dormitory, and he was obviously not used to it.He couldn't fall asleep for a while, and so did the others, Feng Jimeng just listened to their chats.Only then did he realize that not all dormitories are as harmonious as 402.

The homeroom teacher divides the dormitories according to the grades. In ordinary classes, there are students who have good grades and are expected to get into 985 and 211. There are also those who are not necessarily good enough to pass the college entrance examination. We must not let the poor grades affect the good grades dial.

Opposite 407 are those at the bottom of the grade cranes, Zhang Teng, Luo Jiechao and others, but those with poor grades are not necessarily bastards, there are also honest children. In their class there is a non-existent crane named Xie Guangyao tail.It is said that during the summer tuition, Xie Guangyao was beaten several times in 407, and was finally discovered by the head teacher. It seems that the few people headed by Zhang Teng are about to be expelled at the beginning of school.