After picking up the baby, my father and I became rivals

Zhang Yu knew that the injury on his head was nothing serious, but he still did a full set of checkups.In the end, I didn't even sew the stitches, and just put some medicine on it and it was over.

The doctor said that he came in time, and the wound healed after he came late.

After class in the afternoon, Song Wenzhi asked the teacher for a mobile phone, and Zhang Yu sent him a message saying that he hadn't come home and was waiting for him in the school infirmary.

"Little boy!" Song Wenzhi hurried over and opened the door of the infirmary.

"Slow down, little Zhi." Zhang Yu was sitting in the empty infirmary reading a book, with gauze wrapped around his head, which looked a little funny.

In the evening, the cotton-like clouds are entrenched in the sky, occasionally turning out the golden light, which is quiet and warm.

Outside the wide-open window, the sky is like a thick oil paint, even Zhang and Du entered the painting together.

"Little boy, is your head okay?" Song Wenzhi looked left and right at his head, but dared not touch it even if he wanted to.

"It's okay, just a little scratch." Zhang Yu smiled, lowering his head to let Song Wenzhi see enough.

Zhang Yu didn't dare to scare Song Wenzhi anymore, he couldn't let him cry again.

"By the way, Li Qin, what did Uncle Song say?"

Zhang Yu has always been brooding about Li Qin's apology to Song Wenzhi, and this matter cannot be left alone.

"My dad said that when Li Qin recovered from his illness, he would come and apologize to me, and Li Qin should never come to harass me in the future."

Although Father Song didn't say anything, he just comforted him a few words.But Song Wenzhi knew that Father Song loved him dearly, and he also admired Father Song's way of borrowing a sword from someone to convince those people.

"Then Li Qin..." Song Wenzhi pointed to his head, hesitating with a hint of embarrassment: "You didn't hit your head stupidly, did you?"

Song Wenzhi tripped Li Qin's foot, but Li Qin really had a close contact with the big pagoda tree.Although Li Qin was hateful, Song Wenzhi didn't want Li Qin to hit his head because of him.

Zhang Yu mentioned that Li Qin wanted to laugh a little: "His head is fine, but the bag on his head is too big, and he can't even put an ice pack on it. He has to rest in the hospital for a few days."

Song Wenzhi couldn't stop laughing.

On the way home, Zhang Yu bought another bottle of sparkling water for Song Wenzhi.

Zhang Yu pushed the bicycle, and the two walked side by side.

Song Wenzhi sipped the sparkling water, looked at the gauze circle on Zhang Yu's head, and finally said softly.

"Xiaozi, I will definitely tell you when I encounter such a thing in the future. But you have to trust me, I can solve the problem by myself."

"Huh?" Zhang Yu stopped in his tracks: "I didn't hear what you said just now."

Song Wenzhi curled his lips: "Nothing."

"Alas, I was wrong." Zhang Yu reached out and touched Song Wenzhi's little head, and said solemnly.

"I promise you."

……

In the early morning, Song Wenzhi vaguely smelled the fragrance of vegetables, which was faintly revealed through the closed bedroom door.

Song Wenzhi was in a trance and had the illusion that Zhang Yu was coming back.

Others grew up eating their parents' meals, but Song Wenzhi grew up eating Zhang Yu's cooking.Basically, apart from Zhang's mother cooking for them, it was Zhang Yu who cooked the most for Song Wenzhi.

Moreover, there are a variety of dishes, Zhang Yu has practiced a good cooking skill, and Song Wenzhi has never been tired of eating.

Wait until he has spent half a day on the bed and wakes up.Song Wenzhi muttered to himself in bed: "Xiao Zi is still out for a seminar, and he won't be back until two days later."

So, who is cooking?

Song Wenzhi turned over and got up from the bed. With his messy hair on his head, he opened the door and looked into the kitchen.

"Morning, Brother Song." Bai Xingyu held a spatula in one hand, turned over the fried eggs in the non-stick pan with the other, and turned to greet Song Wenzhi.

"Morning..." Song Wenzhi rubbed his eyes in embarrassment, only to remember that Bai Xingyu stayed at his house last night.Looking up at the wall clock, he woke up later than usual.

Usually Zhang Yu wakes him up in the morning, and last night Song Wenzhi specially set the alarm clock, but it probably doesn't work very well.

He has been dreaming all night, dreaming about a lot of things from the past.

"Pfft..." Song Wenzhi was still brushing his teeth, when he burst out laughing suddenly, the toothpaste froth in his mouth splashed all over the vanity mirror.

Bai Xingyu heard Song Wenzhi's voice in the kitchen, poked his head out and asked, "Brother Song, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, nothing, hahaha." Song Wenzhi held back his smile, grabbed a paper towel and wiped off the white spots of toothpaste on the vanity mirror indiscriminately.

It's really nothing, just thinking of funny things in high school.

Song Wenzhi finished washing up quickly, and Bai Xingyu just happened to prepare breakfast and was setting the plate.Seeing Song Wenzhi approaching, Bai Xingyu took off his apron and handed Song Wenzhi a cup of soy milk.

"Thank you, I'm sorry I got up a little late today." Holding a cup of warm soy milk, Song Wenzhi said shyly.

Normally, Zhang Yu didn't care about cooking and washing clothes for Song Wenzhi, but today the guest had prepared breakfast for him when he got up together, and Song Wenzhi felt a little shy in his heart.

"I'm really embarrassed, I just..." Bai Xingyu lowered his head and sighed, his expression seemed lost.

That venting made Bai Xingyu feel very embarrassed, he slept in a daze all night, thinking of this, Bai Xingyu's hands hang down feebly.

Song Wenzhi still had half of the fried egg in his mouth, he took a sip of soy milk, saw Bai Xingyu's lonely expression, wiped his mouth and said.

"It's nothing Xiaoyu, this is what I should do." Song Wenzhi smiled brightly: "I'm very happy that you can vent your emotions in front of me, because you really regard me as a friend."

Hearing this, Bai Xingyu slowly raised his head, his eyes were moist and pure like a deer.He held the soy milk in the glass tightly with both hands, as if he had finally cleared the obstruction, he opened his mouth after a while.

"Last night, Zihao actually wanted to talk to me about the matter between him and me, but I still couldn't help but said that I wanted him to go home and have a look."

Song Wenzhi didn't expect that Bai Xingyu would take the initiative to talk about what happened last night, he opened his mouth, and finally put down his chopsticks to listen carefully to what Bai Xingyu said.

"Zihao has never looked me in the eye, and I don't care." Bai Xingyu pursed his lips, "I know he said I was his little follower, and I am willing, and I never ask him to compensate me."

"But what's so good about him, he's so good that you even mark him, you..." You never expect him to be responsible.

A lot of words rolled on Song Wenzhi's mouth, but he couldn't say a word.Because Song Wenzhi had seen Bai Xingyu in the most embarrassing and desperate state, and he really didn't want to help him recall it.

"Mr. Tan is kind to me and my father. I can't ruin his son."

Bai Xingyu lost his father since he was a child. It was Tan Zihao's father who took them in. Bai's father couldn't do any heavy work with an Omega, so he could only drive a car for Mr. Tan and act as a driver.

And Bai Xingyu, because he was smart and sensible since he was a child, is simply the opposite of the mischievous Tan Zihao.Mr. Tan liked Bai Xingyu very much, so he asked him to follow and play with Tan Zihao every day.

"Zihao should marry a well-matched rich Omega, not his father's driver's son, besides..." Bai Xingyu clasped his thumbs together, messing around.

"He doesn't want to go home, a large part of it is because of my father, but Mr. Tan really wants Zihao to go home and see him."

Bai Xingyu didn't finish his sentence, but Song Wenzhi knew it was because of Mr. Tan's marriage to Papa Bai.

Also because of this, Bai Xingyu can no longer have any extravagant hopes for Tan Zihao.

Maybe it was because after Song Wenzhi was scared by a dog last night, Bai Xingyu and Tan Zihao ran over following the sound.The two people did not explain some things clearly, and the conflict further intensified, leading to a deeper misunderstanding.

"How about this, Xiao Yu, let's not talk about other things." Song Wenzhi sincerely suggested to Bai Xingyu.

"When you come to school today, talk to Tan Zihao, as an equal."

Bai Xingyu blinked: "Is it really possible?"

"Of course!" Song Wenzhi nodded with a smile: "When I was in high school, I just didn't explain some things clearly to Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu almost got into a fight with others, and ah..." Song Wenzhi was ashamed when he said this Sticking out his tongue: "I also knocked out a big bump on that Alpha's head."

Song Wenzhi even talked about the incident in the past with gestures, and a smile appeared on Bai Xingyu's face, and his expression was no longer lonely as before.

After the two of them had breakfast, they cleaned up the dishes and waited for Bai Xingyu to adjust his mood, Song Wenzhi said again: "Speak with Tan Zihao, at least let him go home and see Uncle Tan."

This is the only way to do it now. Zhang Yu once said that he should deal with it calmly, and Song Wenzhi did not forget it.So I can't help much, so I can only take my time.

"Okay." Bai Xingyu's eyes were shining brightly, like the crystal clear dew on the lotus leaves in the morning.

……

Just as the two were about to go out, Song Wenzhi's cell phone rang.

"I'll answer the phone." It was still the usual vx ringtone, but Song Wenzhi somehow felt that today's ringtone was extremely impatient, disturbing him a bit.

Seeing that it was Shang Yang calling, Song Wenzhi quickly pressed the answer button.

"Hey."

"Senior." Shang Yang's tone was slightly serious, and he panted slightly and said, "Didn't you read the school forum?"

"forum?"

Last night, from meeting Shang Yang walking the dog halfway, to putting Bai Xingyu, who was tired from crying, to the bed, to finding out the note Zhang Yu left for him, Song Wenzhi really didn't look at his phone much all night.

This morning, after waking up late, I washed and ate in a hurry, and my mobile phone was kept in the bedroom.

Song Wenzhi had a bad premonition, gripped the phone tightly with his fingers, frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"You should go to the forum and have a look yourself. This matter is related to President Zhang and our Alpha Association, but we really can't get in touch now..."

"What did you say?" Song Wenzhi hurriedly opened the phone forum, and the first thing he saw was a post with the title [President of the Alpha Association, Zhang, and the post of monopolizing school funds]

Seeing Song Wenzhi's serious face, Bai Xingyu also opened his own school forum, took a look and said without thinking, "It is impossible for President Zhang to do such a thing."

Even Bai Xingyu, who had only met Zhang Yu a few times, could tell Zhang Yu's character. Zhang Yu was obviously slandered.

But the main problem now is that Zhang Yu cannot be contacted at all in the past two days.There is no way for Zhang Yu to clarify this matter in person, how can he convince the public.