Tired Bird Knows Return

On the second day of the foreign teacher's class, everyone had to go to the street to do a questionnaire survey, and as a supporting evidence for a small topic, they would debate in the afternoon when returning to class. Pulling Fucheng's attention to herself, Yang Miaomiao watched from the side, feeling that this person was very domineering.

"You want to go back to Hong Kong?"

When Zhuang Yan said this, they were sitting and resting in a milk tea shop on this street.

"When?"

Chen Yanqing frowned, just in time the waiter brought four cups of milk tea, Chen Yanqing held it in his hands after receiving it, and said, "Senior, are you so surprised because you can't bear him?"

Zhuang Yan smiled awkwardly, "No, I just feel that it's a pity. Many universities in the Mainland are pretty good now."

"I know," Fu Cheng raised his hand to hold the back of Chen Yanqing's neck, and kneaded it one after another under the watchful eyes of Yang Miaomiao and Zhuang Yan, "So I haven't made a decision yet. Wish I had stayed."

Yang Miaomiao went from being at a loss to being calm in front of the two of them in such a posture, and finally cleared her throat, "Of course I hope you stay, right Chen Yanqing?"

Fucheng did not wait for Chen Yanqing's answer, just like when talking about this matter in the past, Chen Yanqing, who was confused in the past, had a clear and stubborn thinking on this matter.

This seemingly uncertain matter on the surface is actually very certain in Chen Yanqing's heart. The joint entrance examination, the senior sister, the delicate atmosphere between Fucheng and Principal Fu, and all kinds of signs, have not told him for a moment that Fucheng will eventually return. to that place.

Chen Yanqing later thought that the liking for a person seems to be more than that, he can leave, he can even not respond to his feelings, but if he is not as happy as he looks, even if he returns to his safe haven, he will never come back again, as if No big problem either.

The presentation in the afternoon was perfect. After dinner, Chen Yanqing wanted to go to bed early. When he put down his chopsticks, he asked Fucheng, "Let's go?"

"You go up first," Fu Cheng said, "I'll go shopping with Zhuang Yan."

Zhuang Yan sat across from him with a very indifferent expression, Chen Yanqing paused for a while, "Okay, let's go."

Exit.

After the tobacco leaf was ignited, two red dots appeared in the air. Fucheng and Zhuang Yan still occupied one side. They lived on a low floor. Looking down from the window, the street was full of people. Zhuang Yan smoked halfway before saying, "Lu Meichen is not is it beautiful?"

Maybe because he was stumped by the sudden question, Fucheng didn't reply for a while.

"Is she not pretty enough, or you don't like her way?"

Fu Cheng raised his eyes, "Say something straight."

"Shouldn't you thank me for helping you solve the trouble?" Zhuang Yan told him without beginning and end, "If you don't help me take over Lu Meichen, according to her temperament, she won't let you go."

"Sorry, I don't know her character."

"In fact, the school is a big circle," Zhuang Yan said. "There are many small circles inside. They gather, collide, and spread like cancer cells. Maybe no one has told you that since you came to this school, there have been countless The cells are focusing on you, they inquire about you, study you, but no one dares to approach you, except Lu Meichen."

Fu Cheng nodded perfunctorily, "So?"

"So she will confess her love to you, quarrel with you in a big way, and try her best to be in the same class as you in the arts and sciences class."

It doesn't hurt or itches, this is Fucheng's first thought, and then he put out the cigarette butt on the windowsill, "I'm not even interested in what you said, so let's go first."

"Me too."

Fucheng's movement of leaving stopped at these words, and Zhuang Yan continued behind him, "I also know Duan Xiaoming, a well-recognized talent in No. [-] Middle School, but his health is not good. You got close to him for a while, and later I stopped looking for him, is it because of his body, or because of Chen Yanqing?"

Fu Cheng thought it was funny, but couldn't help but want to sarcasm a few words, passed the words in his mouth once, and just said, "I thought I found a smoking buddy, it seems that I was worrying too much."

"wait!"

Fucheng looked at the hand held by Zhuang Yan in the faint light, and heard him say, "I don't think Chen Yanqing may be suitable for you. Those who open their mouths to keep you can be coaxed. If they don't open their mouths, you will be chained to him for the rest of your life." heart."

"I,"

"With me, at least you are free."

Fucheng's full of absurdity was about to explode, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but lean over, and kissed the corner of his lips mixed with the disgusting smell of cigarettes.

A moment later, Zhuang Yan clutched his sore wrist, hiding in the darkness, not knowing what emotion to do.

Fu Cheng returned to the room from the corridor, and hurried to the door of the room, the door was ajar, and there was no one in the room.

After Yang Miaomiao was urged to open the door by the hasty knock, what she saw was Fucheng, "Why, what's the matter?"

"Chen Yanqing is with you?"

"No." Yang Miaomiao moved away, and behind him was another girl in the class, "Did he not go back to his room? I'll go find the teacher!"

"No need," Fucheng stopped him, "I'll look for it first, and then tell the teacher if I can't find it."

After she finished speaking, she left. Yang Miaomiao didn't stop her, and closed the door obediently with some worries and went back to the room.

Chen Yanqing didn't go far, nestled on the sofa in the coffee area on the right side of the hotel lobby, Fucheng passed by the front desk and borrowed the phone to report Yang Miaomiao's safety before rushing to Chen Yanqing.

It was just that Chen Yanqing noticed it as soon as he passed by. The man quickly got off the sofa, bypassed the load-bearing pillar between them, and ran straight outside.

"Chen Yanqing!"

Fu Cheng yelled, and chased him from the entrance of the hotel to a nearby alley until the man slowed down.

"What are you running for?"

Running too fast, Chen Yanqing crossed his waist to catch his breath, and took a step back to the wall after a while, "Can you stop following me?"

"Do you think Jiangbei is Yancheng? Who is responsible if you run away?"

"Why do you care so much, I'm eighteen, I'm a grown man, I'm responsible for myself!"

"You took the wrong medicine!" Fucheng's temper also came, and perhaps he hadn't calmed down from Zhuang Yan's abruptness. He strode up to Chen Yanqing, grabbed his arm and walked back. Who knows that Chen Yanqing also followed suit today. Like a gunpowder, he threw his hand away desperately, "Leave me alone, you must never leave me alone! You are free, I have not tied you down, whoever wants to tie you up!"

"You eavesdropped?"

"Eavesdropping?" Chen Yanqing became even angrier, "Just close the door and say those shameful things. Passing by is considered eavesdropping, and the whole world will sue me!"

"Chen Yanqing, don't make trouble with me for no reason. If you understand, you will lose your temper!"

Chen Yanqing didn't know what was wrong with him, and he didn't know why Fucheng could speak so confidently that he had a temper when he was obviously ignorant, and Chen Yanqing felt a little wronged again, he felt that what Zhuang Yan said about Fucheng might not be a fallacy.

"Forget it, let's go back, Jiangbei is so big, why should I fuss about myself?"

After finishing speaking, he brushed past him and walked back, but Fucheng never followed, he couldn't hear the familiar footsteps, and he didn't see the figure of that person through the slowly closed door when he entered the elevator.

For several days after that, Zhuang Yan stuck to Fucheng's side like a sticker, but Yang Miaomiao became natural, playing and fighting like buddies.

Fucheng didn't share a bed with him these days. It should be said that Chen Yanqing didn't give him a chance to sleep with him. Usually when Fucheng came out of the shower, Chen Yanqing was already wrapped in a quilt and lying in the middle of the bed and fell asleep. After waking up the next day, Fucheng went downstairs to have breakfast early.

Two days before returning to Yancheng, Yang Miaomiao came to knock on the door in a hurry. Chen Yanqing had close contact with Fucheng after a few days, and it was because of Fucheng's injury.

"Where is the man!"

"The lobby on the first floor is waiting for the car to come."

Chen Yanqing rushed to the elevator entrance, went downstairs to the lobby, a group of people were rushing towards the door, the teacher leading the class supported Fucheng from left to right, walked all the way, leaving some intermittent bloodstains.

"Fucheng!"

Chen Yanqing ran to his side, took his arm from the teacher and put it on the back of her neck, "What's wrong with you?"

"I didn't pay attention," Fu Cheng said, "Don't make a fuss."

"You're bleeding and accusing me!" Chen Yanqing looked down, the outer thigh of the left thigh closest to him, the trousers were soaked in blood, the fabric was stabbed about two inches long, and the opening could be vaguely seen. flesh and blood.

"Calm down, okay?" A group of people went out and got into the ambulance at the gate. The others stayed behind, and Chen Yanqing got into the car with a teacher.

When the nurse in the car gave him emergency treatment, Fu Cheng continued, "Do you need me to explain the process?"

"No need, don't move!"

It may be that he was just injured, but the numbness of the flesh made him not seem to be in so much pain, "Teacher, shall we go back tomorrow?"

"Well," the teacher frowned and looked at the movements of the nurse's hands. "It could have ended earlier. You were injured, so it's better to go back to take care of it earlier. I have already notified the school."

"My dad, do you understand?"

The teacher nodded, "Let's send you back quickly."

Fucheng took a deep breath. Obviously, Chen Yanqing saw it, and grabbed his hand helplessly, "Leave it alone, the injury is serious."

"Chen Yanqing, sit down," the teacher grabbed his arm and pulled him back, "I'm in the way of the nurse."

The scar looked scary, but it was not as deep as the puncture. After the wound stopped bleeding, it was sutured. The doctor told me to go to the hospital near my home to change the dressing after three days, and then every two days. The stitches were removed after half a month.

The next day, the bus transported a winter camp team back to Yancheng. Zhuang Yan came to Yancheng twice on the way, always asking about the situation of Fucheng. Fucheng sat inside and fell asleep on Chen Yanqing's shoulders. Pay attention to Zhuang Yan.

"Senior, go back and sit down, it's very dangerous," Chen Yanqing said to him very lightly, "You can't help him much like this."

Zhuang Yan was taken aback, "You, you can replace me if you are tired."

"No." Seeing that he did not leave, Chen Yanqing said word for word, "Senior, the human body cannot lie."

It has been snowing heavily in Yancheng these days, but the snow on the school gate and the main road has been swept away. When Chen Yanqing helped people get out of the car, Principal Fu and Liang Yuezheng were waiting about ten meters away.

"Small town!"

Liang Yue hurried up, "How is it, is it still hurting?"

Fu Cheng avoided her hand impatiently, "It's okay, what are you guys doing here?"

"We're here to pick you up. The rooms are all tidied up, Xiaocheng, come back with us. It's hard for Mr. Tang to take care of you like this."

Fu Cheng seemed to be moved by these words in an instant, and fell silent. Principal Fu turned to go to the red car behind the bus, opened the door of the back seat, and rushed to the city road, "Get in the car."

"I'll help you." Liang Yue firmly held his arm and led him to the principal.

"V, city..."

Chen Yanqing wanted to say something, but when he got to his mouth, he felt that he didn't have enough confidence. I can take care of it, and my mother can also take care of it. Can you give him the best?

Fu Cheng got into the car, Chen Yanqing looked at him through the window, the two of them seemed to have a lot to say, and they couldn't say a word under such a situation, Liang Yue patted his arm before getting into the car , "Chen Yanqing, thank you for your hard work, Chinese New Year is coming soon, enjoy the holiday."

"Oh, oh, good."

The car started, and there was a puff of exhaust fumes from the back. Before the window went up, he heard Fucheng say to him, "I'll call you."

The car went far away until it disappeared, Chen Yanqing turned around again, Zhuang Yan was standing under the bus platform at the other end, the two people's eyes met, the other party seemed to sneer, Chen Yanqing thought he was wrong, the bus passed by and he stopped at In front of Zhuang Yan, the man got into the car without much hesitation.