Tired Bird Knows Return

The schoolbag has indeed become different. When I got home that day, Tang Ping chatted with a few teachers around the coffee table. When I looked over, I asked, "Did you buy a new schoolbag?"

Chen Yanqing took the bag off his shoulder, and said honestly, "The one drawn by Fucheng is still that bag."

"Yanqing, it seems that you have a good relationship with that child." The teacher sitting next to Tang Ping sighed.

Several female teachers in the sophomore liberal arts class were quite friendly with Tang Ping. They would occasionally come to the house to chat, but most of the chats were gossips about this teacher and that teacher in the school.

Chen Yanqing feels that he has no 'relationship' with Fucheng yet. To have a 'relationship' between one person and another requires time, events, and fate, all three are indispensable, so he didn't answer this question, but talked to his mother Say, "I'll take him out on weekends."

When Tang Ping heard this, she immediately laughed, "Fortunately, I haven't told Liang Yue what you don't agree to!"

"Liang Yue?"

"Oh, Fucheng's mother."

Teacher Lin, who was asking the question just now, yelled right after Tang Ping finished speaking, "I heard that he hasn't changed his mind yet."

"Isn't it a matter of time before you change your name? Although Liang Yue is young, once she gets married, the child will have to change her name to mother."

This coincided with Chen Yanqing's association yesterday morning. Instead of entering the room, he sat down at the dining table, took out the paper and pencil case from his bag, and prepared to do the questions.

"Go back to the room and do it, don't you think it's noisy when we talk?" Tang Ping leaned over and looked at him and asked.

"It's okay," Chen Yanqing said, "you talk, I just don't understand, you can ask Mr. Lin."

It should have been tacitly allowed. After a short pause, Teacher Lin continued, "I think Liang Yue is quite quiet, and she is also very kind to Principal Fu and his son. When I was eating that day, I asked the waiter for a few more dishes, saying they were packed. Brought it back to Fucheng."

"That's right," another teacher said. "The first step in a second marriage is to have a good relationship with the child. For this, stepmothers must have this awareness."

Chen Yanqing buried her head in the test paper, but now she just clicked a dot after the first question of the multiple-choice question. The logic is smooth. Fucheng's rebellion has his reasons after all. Divorce, second marriage, busy father, rebellious child, so that the father-son combination is not considered a violation on the surface.

There was nothing to listen to in the trivial details behind, so he packed his things and went back to the room.

On Saturday morning, Chen Yanqing was still dreaming, so Tang Ping came in and called him. Chen Yanqing turned over irritatedly, and heard Tang Ping say from behind, "The money and breakfast are on the table. Come back tonight for dinner. I'm going to class." gone."

Not long after Tang Ping left, the biological clock still made Chen Yanqing lose his drowsiness.

Just sitting up from the bed, there was a sudden violent sound of glass shattering from the ceiling, and the sound of arguing could be heard faintly. Chen Yanqing swallowed, got out of bed and went to the kitchen to find water to drink, and stood in the kitchen holding the water, Footsteps passed overhead one after another, and after drinking a glass of water, the noisy voice gradually stopped.

The bastard seemed to be quite pitiful. When Chen Yanqing put down the water glass, such thoughts inexplicably popped into his mind, but before he could get rid of the thoughts, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Yanqing went to open the door, and Fu Cheng stood outside, with no emotion on his face, and no habit of exchanging greetings, so he asked, "Are you alright?"

"I just got up," Chen Yanqing looked down at the pajamas he was wearing, "wait a while," he was about to close the door, and opened it again before it closed, and said to the man, "come in."

The layout of upstairs and downstairs should be the same. Fucheng walked in naturally, Chen Yanqing went back to change clothes, and he followed, but Chen Yanqing turned around and blocked him with the door, "I change clothes, you Just sit outside and wait."

Fu Cheng frowned slightly, "Can't you see?"

"Can't see it?" Chen Yanqing choked on the words and laughed, "I'm not familiar with it, why should I show it to you?"

Fucheng nodded inexplicably, took two steps back, sat down at the dining table, and raised his palm to him again, with the meaning of 'please go'.

In fact, this guy has no major problems, but there are a lot of minor problems. When Chen Yanqing changed his clothes, he classified his "please go" face just now into the ranks of "impolite", but since he agreed to this matter, No matter what, you have to finish it well, so when you changed your clothes and went out, Chen Yanqing handed his mother's bus card to Fucheng, "Remember how much you swipe, and return it to me later."

Fu Cheng took the card in his hand and accepted it.

"Take the No. 25 bus from the school gate. There are five stops and one big landmark. If you walk this line once, you will be familiar with Yancheng if you are not familiar with it."

Chen Yanqing told him this while queuing for the bus.

Fucheng didn't take it seriously, got on the bus and followed him to the back row, "Where is there a shooting range?"

"The shooting range?" Chen Yanqing moved to the seat by the window and sat down. This word was heard once from the instructor when he entered the military training in the first year of high school, and now it is the second time. Chen Yanqing looked at Fucheng, "The shooting range is far away. That would be because of the large number of people and the long distance, so the shooting experience was canceled..."

"I said indoor shooting range," Fu Cheng realized that he didn't understand, and added, "Shooting club, playing with arrows, or blank ammunition, it's all fine."

After a few more stops, the city center library, museum, shopping mall, ancient architectural ruins, take the No. 25 bus line, and the whole Yancheng is basically finished, but there is no one in Fucheng that I plan to go to.

"Think about it, if you don't go shopping today, I won't have time next week."

"Call me when we arrive." After Fu Cheng finished speaking, he folded his arms and slid down, curled up in the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Not only did Fu Cheng seldom talk, he didn't even bother to go around in circles, like a fishbone stuck in Chen Yanqing's throat, choking him so much that he couldn't help retreating in his heart.But the weather was fine that day, with warm sunlight coming in directly from the window, and a cool wind coming in through the cracks in the window. Yancheng is a small city, and Fucheng is an outsider. For the sake of these, Chen Yanqing felt that he could not care about it for the time being. .

There is no big shooting range, but there is a small archery club on the third floor of the shopping center, and Chen Yanqing took Fucheng there.

Fucheng chose the bow and arrow with ease, put on the protective gear, and abused the colorful target without distraction in the shooting area. Chen Yanqing went from sitting to standing, then wandering, and finally walked behind Fucheng, "Noon Yes, brother."

"Hungry?" Fucheng took an arrow, put it on the bow, raised his arm and narrowed his left eye, "What do you want to eat, please."

After speaking, the arrow shot out, Chen Yanqing felt that he was standing too close, so close that he seemed to hear the lingering sound of the string vibrating.

"I just want to ask, don't you want to play here for a day?"

Fucheng didn't reply, and took a few more arrows before taking a step back, "Let's go, let's eat."

People have aura, especially when they are in a bad mood, Chen Yanqing himself would occasionally be reluctant to communicate with others, Tang Ping usually would not continue to talk about him at such times, so Chen Yanqing didn't say much, looking at Fucheng After paying the money, he followed him out of the club and walked along the shops to the elevator.

In the past few days since Fucheng came, Chen Yanqing saw the person 'Liang Yue' for the first time. Before, she had only heard the voice, or heard about her from Tang Ping's mouth. The 'stepmother' in Chen Yanqing's imagination should be gentle. But people, there is no such annoying character as Fu Cheng showed, after seeing her in person, Chen Yanqing felt that it was not too different from what he had imagined.

They met on the elevator. Chen Yanqing and Fu Cheng stood one after the other on the ascending elevator, and Liang Yue was on the descending elevator next to her. She saw Fu Cheng first, and called 'Xiao Cheng', Fu Cheng looked In the past, I only glanced at it, then straightened my body, and ignored it.

The elevator flowed all the way up, "Aren't you so rude?" Chen Yanqing shrank behind him and reminded, but the other party didn't appreciate it:

"You haven't gone far, you still have time to kowtow to her."

"Fucheng you,"

"Small town!"

The unison with Liang Yue made Chen Yanqing pause for a moment, before turning his head, Liang Yue came to him with a quiet fragrance, and they had already got off the elevator by then, Liang Yue was running too fast, her mouth was slightly open Panting, Chen Yanqing took a close look from the side. Her skin was like creamy fat, her hands were like catkins, and her nose could not be considered perfect any more.

"What are you doing so fast?" Liang Yue looked at Fucheng, "May I take you to dinner?"

In these words, Fu Cheng looked at Chen Yanqing who was at the side, "Are you okay?"

"Ah?" Chen Yanqing didn't react yet, and replied indiscriminately, "Oh."

Fucheng said, "That's fine, you go and eat."

After finishing speaking, he passed by Liang Yue's right hand, and got on the elevator going down. He seemed to think that the speed of the elevator was not fast enough, so he lifted his feet and walked down, leaving Liang Yue and Chen Yanqing in place, one by two said I can't speak.

"Ah, uh," Chen Yanqing's tongue was also tied, and he couldn't think of a specific address when he arrived, so he said, "Then I'll go back first, goodbye."

"Hey you,"

When Chen Yanqing ran up to Fucheng regardless of what was behind him, that person was lying on the fence next to the children's playground in the lobby on the first floor, staring at the countless small balls and crazy children in a daze.

"Half sugar and milk." Chen Yanqing went to him to buy two drinks, and handed him a glass, "While it's hot."

Fu Cheng took it, turned around and leaned against the fence with him, but asked, "Is she pretty?"

Chen Yanqing took a sip of milk tea, swallowed it down and said, "Pretty, hehe."

"She's only 20 years old."

Chen Yanqing: "..."

"What will you be doing when you're 20?"

Chen Yanqing thought for a while, "Go to college and fall in love."

"What college do you go to, who do you date?"

"How do I know that?"

"I know," Fu Cheng said, "I can tell fortunes, do you believe it?"

Chen Yanqing was intimidated by him for a short time, and when they looked at each other, he avoided Fu Cheng's sight urgently, and said with a smile, "Stop talking."

Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows and didn't continue the topic, but just looked around and asked him what he was eating.