Tired Bird Knows Return

On Friday, the class moved seats, Fucheng's desk was moved to the first row, and Chen Yanqing and Yuan Ye fell to the last row.

For the next week, Fucheng acted as if he had never known them, and in a space where he looked down but did not see him, he did not have any interaction with them.

Naturally, Chen Yanqing didn't have this plan. In Yuan Ye's view, the past weekend, the two people must have formed some kind of deep hatred, otherwise there would be no such frozen three-foot magnetic field.

"Everyone, pass the interest form forward, put the first row away and bring it to me."

In the afternoon, before the class began, the monitor yelled at the front, and the class found the intention form one after another. Chen Yanqing's form was still in the bag. It was filled out and put in the bag that day, and it was only taken out today. Cheng skipped classes, and Tang Ping didn't even ask him about choosing subjects.

"Did you choose Mr. Wentang to say nothing?" Yuan Ye asked him after handing the watch to the students in front of him.

Chen Yanqing said, "No, it doesn't matter what you choose."

"Then Teacher Yang won't have a chance to tutor you in the future."

"Why do you still feel so sorry?"

Yuan Ye bumped his heels, "Didn't I think that if he tutored you, would I still be able to do it?"

Chen Yanqing heard what he wanted to say, and swallowed it after thinking about it. The science major that Yuan Ye chose, after the end of this semester, the two of them will have their own side. Thinking about it this way is a bit sad.

"Yuan Ye."

Yuan Ye leaned over in response, "What's wrong, Qingqing?"

"...Remember to buy some tissue paper and put it in the drawer in the future."

"..." Yuan Ye bit his lip, "Chen Yanqing, did Teacher Tang teach you to be so stingy?"

After school in the afternoon, the second year of high school is also released, and the third year of high school is released once a month. Every Friday, during the free time, a row of people on each floor of Building C are standing in the corridor to breathe. After Chen Yanqing and Yuan Ye separated, they went straight to the third year. The building was gone, and he was in a hurry to go out in the morning without the key, so he had to find Tang Ping.

As soon as he walked downstairs to Building C, he heard someone calling his name from above his head.

"Duan Xiaoming?"

Chen Yanqing looked up, then quickened his pace and ran upstairs. When he reached the third floor, the person who called him just now was already waiting at the stairs. Seeing the moonlight in the cloud and mist, the meteor strode towards Duan Xiaoming, and almost didn't stop and fell into the opponent's arms.

"Slow down," Duan Xiaoming held one of his arms, "Are you here to see Teacher Tang?"

"Well, I'll get the key," Chen Yanqing said, looking at him like scanning up, down, left, and right. "Are you feeling better? It's only been half a month since you've gone back to school, can you handle it?"

"I can bear it, and I'll go back to school when I'm done," Duan Xiaoming laughed, reaching out to stroke his hair, "It's growing so fast, what did Teacher Tang feed you?"

It is still growing, Chen Yanqing has heard Tang Ping complaining to other teachers behind his back, saying that he is like a newborn, he looks different every day, and his clothes and pants will look smaller after wearing them for a month. It turned out to be taller again, Chen Yanqing thought about it and laughed, "Maybe my mother gave me growth hormone while I was sleeping."

"That's right, tell Teacher Tang for me later, give me a shot too."

"Okay, let me talk about it," the people behind Duan Xiaoming gradually returned to the classroom one by one, it should be class, Chen Yanqing grabbed his wrist and shook, "I will bring you lunch at noon tomorrow, don't go to the cafeteria Yes, wait for me in the classroom."

"Really?"

"When have I ever fooled you?" Chen Yanqing said, "As always, I brought you milk."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you," Duan Xiaoming put a toffee in his hand and said, "I'm going back to class."

"Well, let's go in."

After Duan Xiaoming entered the classroom, the smile on Chen Yanqing's face was still there for a long time.

Some boys who soften down will be judged as pussies by many high school students with mental disorders, except for Duan Xiaoming. He is very gentle and speaks very softly. There is a big white rabbit toffee in his pocket anytime and anywhere, and he is loved by everyone.

In the afternoon of the second year of high school holiday, all the teachers of the second year of high school will have a meeting with the teachers of the third year in the big meeting room of Building C. The meeting time is very long, with a break of about ten minutes in between. Chen Yanqing waited for a while before the double-opening doors of the meeting room moved. , Waiting for a teacher to come in and out, he got in, shuttled behind Tang Ping's chair, and called 'Mom'.

"You didn't take the key?" Tang Ping took out the key from her purse and handed it to him, "If you're hungry, warm up your meal first."

"understood."

Chen Yanqing remembered that there were not many cartons of milk at home, so he went to buy a carton of milk before going home. When he went up to the eighth floor and opened the door, there was a short scream from upstairs, it must be Liang Yue, Chen Yanqing thought, this building Here, only she can make an unusual sound.

After turning the key twice, the door lock popped open. Chen Yanqing opened the door without thinking about it, but at this moment, there was another shout from upstairs.

Chen Yanqing entered the door, opened another gap, looked up through the fence, but couldn't see anything.

Fu Cheng had already raised his hands over his shoulders, as if surrendering, he stretched his body back as far as he could, but his eyes were full of disgust and indifference.

"Can you back off?"

"Small Town,"

"No," Fucheng's chair could no longer be moved back, he tilted his body, quickly got up from the chair and moved to the other side, "Liang Yue, if you want me to leave this house, you can just say so, there is no need to use this way to disgust me."

Liang Yue was in a hurry, she stretched out her hand, but was dodged in disgust, "It's been a few days since I've been back to Yancheng, don't you even want to listen to me say a complete sentence?"

Fu Cheng looked at her and asked, "What good things can a dog spit out?"

"Fucheng, don't be like this," Liang Yue stepped forward, "Can we have a good talk?"

Fu Cheng probably smiled, but was silent for a while. Chen Yanqing stood at the turn of the stairs on the eighth and ninth floors. The door of Fu Cheng's house was half open. He heard the conversation when he came up here. It seemed to be locked, and neither went up nor down.

"Student Chen, what are you doing standing here?"

Chen Yanqing was startled by the sudden thick male voice, and then realized that it was Principal Fu coming up from downstairs with his hands behind his back. Chen Yanqing subconsciously cleared his throat, and shouted, "Hello, Principal Fu!"

"Hello," Fu Minghan looked at him, "Are you looking for Fucheng?"

"Ah, yes," Chen Yanqing said, hurried downstairs, and changed hands with Fu Minghan, "Principal, I'm going home first."

"Hey, wait a minute," Fu Minghan called to stop him, "I haven't thanked you for what happened last time,"

"It's okay, principal, I should do it." Before finishing speaking, Liang Yue came out from the door, "Are you back?"

Fu Minghan nodded, and wanted to say something, but Fu Cheng squeezed out from Liang Yue again, and said when passing by Fu Minghan, "I'm eating at his house, don't wait for me."

'He' should be me, right?Before Chen Yanqing's suspicion was established, Fucheng pushed open the half-opened door and walked in first. Chen Yanqing couldn't move his mind, turned around and rushed to Fu Minghan, nodded, and closed the door.

The gate separated the father and son of the Fu family, and only Fu Cheng and Chen Yanqing were left in the living room. The two stood silently for a while, and Chen Yanqing bent down and took out a pair of slippers, "Come here and change your shoes."

Fu Cheng came over silently, changed his shoes, walked in again, and sat down on the sofa, "What do you eat?"

"..." Chen Yanqing went back to the kitchen and looked at the refrigerator. Several leftovers were stacked in it. He opened the rice cooker and looked at it. There was not enough food for two people, so he asked, "Do you eat dumplings?"

"What stuffing?"

"pork."

"can."

Chen Yanqing cooked the dumplings only after the food was hot. When the water boiled, he looked at Fucheng through the small window. The guy had already started watching TV, his expression focused as if nothing had happened just now.

Chen Yanqing pursed his lips. He really didn't understand the messy things in other people's houses, and he didn't intend to make those hypocritical persuasion. After cooking the dumplings, he served the food on the table.

"Have a meal."

Fu Cheng got up and sat down opposite him. The rice and dumplings Chen Yanqing gave him were divided equally. The strange symmetry made Fu Cheng's chopsticks pause, "What did you hear again?"

Chen Yanqing ate with her head buried, "I don't know why the two of you didn't close the door when they were talking. There is no one living in the opposite door, and there are several households upstairs and downstairs."

"Closing the door, isn't it a pity that others can't hear it?"

"Family ugliness should not be publicized, haven't you heard of it?"

"You also think it's a family scandal," Fu Cheng supported his head with the hand holding the chopsticks, looking like he had no appetite but was very interested in chatting, "Who knows it's a family scandal if it doesn't get out?"

Chen Yanqing nodded without thinking, "You're right, do you still want to eat? If you don't, give it to me."

Fu Cheng straightened up, protecting his dumpling and rice bowl, seeing Chen Yanqing retracting his hand, he picked up a dumpling and asked again, "You didn't poison me, did you?"

"If you, Fucheng, don't know how to be a human being, you can trade with Rhubarb downstairs. Rhubarb even knows how to wag his tail at me after eating the ham sausage I gave you!"

"That's right, you are so precious about your life, how could you hurt me." As he said, he fed the dumpling into his mouth, but his eyes kept on Chen Yanqing's face. Can't you eat well?"

"Chen Yanqing," Fu Cheng bypassed his question, "Are you going to sit in the first row next week?"

"Yes, what?"

"It's okay." After Fucheng finished speaking, he started to eat seriously. Chen Yanqing gave him an inexplicable look, and didn't ask any further questions.

While washing the dishes, Chen Yanqing took off his school uniform, and put the change and toffee in his pocket on the dining table. When he came out after washing the dishes, the money was still there, but the candy was gone.

Chen Yanqing subconsciously looked towards Fucheng, the man was nestled on the sofa, his cheeks were bulging, and he was chewing hard like a hamster.

Chen Yanqing rushed to his side all of a sudden, "Fucheng, the best thing you eat is not my candy!!!"