There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

"The incident of Qi Yu getting into a luxury car" was posted on Yangping No. [-] High School's post bar by some eyewitness who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and accompanied it with a few high-definition photos. In one night, the number of hits instantly became popular, and the comments below were even more popular. There are all kinds of things.

--The unknown side of the high-cold male god.

--This is the picture of the landlord p, anyway, I don't believe it.

--Pretend to be arrogant on the surface, but you still have to sell it.

--Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the key is the car, I don't say anything about the 10,000+ car, it's more than 200 million! ! !

--Fuck, I'm willing to give me so much money.

--Dare to ask if the one upstairs who is willing is a man or a woman.

Most of the people were just trying to make fun of it, until the second day when Qi Yu did not come to class for an unprecedented time, which made people who were not willing to believe it shake their minds.

When it was reported to Feng Jiayang, it had already changed, "Damn it, Qi Yu didn't come to class because of this?"

Wang Xiaowei swiped the comment page and opened his mouth in surprise.

Feng Jiayang didn't understand what it meant, so he grabbed Wang Xiaowei's phone directly, and saw the unsightly words at a glance.

--Latest news: Qi Yu didn't come to class today, probably because he didn't get out of bed.

Feng Jiayang's throat tightened, and he said coldly, "They're all farting."

Instantly, an inexplicable anger stuck in his chest, he directly exited the interface, and uninstalled the software by the way.

Wang Xiaowei was stunned for a while. He knew Feng Jiayang's temper, so he held back on the surface and said nothing, but complained about Feng Jiayang deleting his software in his heart.

However, although Wang Xiaowei is used to looking at him with a big grin and a mouth full of sports cars, if he really brings up men's affairs in front of him, he will be the first to jump out and object.

He didn't know Qi Yu well, but if Qi Yu was really the kind of person mentioned in the post, he would never let Qi Yu get close to Feng Jiayang again.

Wang Xiaowei took the phone and asked, "Isn't it against the law to take care of you? Will you be caught and go to jail?"

The matter of Qi Yu was rumored privately, and Feng Jiayang didn't have much interest in studying, so he slept on the table all day, forcing himself not to think about it.

Until a call woke him up, he didn't answer the first time, followed by the second call, the phone buzzed in the hall, and the person on the other end waited tirelessly.

Feng Jiayang took out his mobile phone irritably, without opening his eyes, he pressed the answer button based on his feeling, "Hello?"

A strange and crisp female voice came from the other end, directly identifying her: "Hello, Yangping Police Station, is this Feng Jiayang?"

The humble room exuded a musty smell, Qi Yu was lying on the bed holding the corner of the quilt.He closed his eyes tightly and frowned unconsciously.

Qi Yu went home last night after seeing off his grandma. Naturally, his home was not the luxurious villa in the suburbs, but the small brick house where Qi Yu and his grandma lived in the county town before.Since going to the city like a grandma, the small house looks cooler.

The house was far away from the school, and Qi Yu didn't want to go back and forth after working late, so he simply found a place nearby to deal with it overnight.

This night Qi Yu slept more and more uncomfortable, dragging himself to the neighbor in the morning to call Sun Wei to ask for leave, Sun Wei heard Qi Yu's voice was a little hoarse, immediately gave the leave note and told Qi Yu to take a good rest.

Qi Yu drank a cup of hot water, got into bed again, and then his brain was empty for 2 minutes before he judged that he probably had a cold.

An old locust tree outside the window just blocked the only light, the sky was getting darker and darker with the sun, Qi Yu seemed to have fallen into a bottomless black hole, he struggled wildly, trying to catch the energy A life-saving straw.

Maybe God heard his prayer, and sent him to a field of golden wheat ears in the next second. The wheat ear field in the dream was the same as the one near grandma's house.

Qi Yu calmed down slowly, took a deep breath facing the sun, and even the smell of the wheat field was almost the same as in memory.

"Grandpa, come quickly." The half-grown children in the wheat field were playing a chase game with the grandpa. The old man wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and hurried away with a swaying pace and a smile.

Qi Yu unconsciously followed.

One old and one young, they ran tirelessly, and the children knew to stop and wait for grandpa every two steps. He didn't dislike grandpa's slow walk, and even took the initiative to stand on tiptoe to wipe his sweat like an adult.

The way home passed a small bridge, the river under the bridge was exceptionally clear, and it was clear that the fish in the river were swimming happily.

The child lay on the bridge, looked at the fish in the river eagerly, and asked: "Grandpa, grandma said that eating fish will make you smarter, is it true?"

The old man put his hands on the side of the child, smiled and said: "Grandma is right."

The child got an affirmative answer and clapped his hands excitedly, "I want to become smarter, grandpa, let's catch a fish and go home, let grandma do it."

The old man touched the child's head and said kindly: "Little fish wants to eat fish, so let's go to the store to buy it now, shall we?"

The child named Xiao Yu'er was obviously very unhappy. He pouted his lips and shook his head vigorously like a rattle, and said capriciously, "I want the one in the river. Grandpa, go catch it, or I will get angry."

The old man squinted his eyes, looked at the fish in the river, and finally said dotingly: "Okay, grandpa catches it for you, so we won't be angry."

The old man picked up a branch by the river as a harpoon, then rolled up his sleeves and trousers, took off his shoes and carefully waded into the river.

Qi Yu was stunned for a moment, his heart sank, he wanted to reach out his hand to stop the old man but unexpectedly missed it.

The river was below the old man's knees, and the slightly undulating surface scared away the fish around him.Xiaoyuer excitedly commanded on the bridge bank, left for a while, right for a while.Qi Yu couldn't bear it anymore, he shouted angrily at Xiao Yu'er: "Stop talking."

Hearing the shout, the old man looked towards Qi Yu, smiled and waved at him, his kind eyes seemed to say that it was okay.

The next second, the old man slipped and fell into the river. Qi Yu wanted to rush into the river to save others, but found that his feet were fixed in place, and he couldn't break free. He could only watch helplessly as the old man fell into the river. Struggling desperately.

Fear and despair overwhelmed Qi Yu in an instant, as if he was the one who fell into the river, he shouted for help until the water surface gradually stopped moving, and calm again.

The little fish on the bridge was terrified and cried loudly, Qi Yu stared at him fiercely, "It's all your fault, you killed grandpa."

Qi Yu was in a desperate situation, he didn't dare to look at the river, but it seemed like thousands of knives were digging into his flesh bit by bit, forcing him to see clearly.

He trembled uncontrollably in pain, and subconsciously muttered: "...it wasn't me...it wasn't my fault."

Suddenly, someone hugged him gently from behind, and then covered his eyes with a slightly cool hand.

Qi Yu held his breath and trembled twice, the man's voice came from his ear, the words were full of tenderness, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Qi Yu froze for a moment, and asked uncertainly, "Brother Jia?"

"Well," the man replied, "I don't blame you, don't be afraid."

One sentence blew away all Qi Yu's anxiety, he slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes brushed against his cool palm.When I opened my eyes again, I was plunged into darkness, with only the cold wind beating against the glass windows.

Qi Yu swallowed his saliva, sweated all over from sleep, and his cold was almost healed, he casually grabbed a corner of the thin quilt to wipe off the sweat from his head, then sat up and turned on the light.

The alarm clock at the bedside pointed to seven o'clock, Qi Yu scratched his head, thinking that maybe he could still catch the last bus, and immediately got up to pack his clothes.