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As soon as Lin Yufeng finished talking about Xu Xie, Fang Zhi almost subconsciously looked at Xu Xie's earlobe, and he saw a small scar.

"Huh? What?" Xu Xie asked.

He could tell he was still awake just by hearing the sound, and the syllables were all vaguely hummed from his nose.

"It's nothing, you move inside."

Lin Yufeng had already brought Yu You over. Fang Zhi was afraid that Xu Xie might not understand, so he waved his hand, signaling him to move back into the seat.

In the end, the drunk man was unexpectedly disobedient, and grabbed Fang Zhi's extended hand into his palm: "I like..."

"Fuck!" Fang Zhi was taken aback by his movement, and he withdrew his hand with a huge movement, and a sudden burst of heat rushed straight to his forehead, which made him dazed, and he uttered a dirty word.

"What's the matter?" Lin Yufeng got to the car door, kicked Xu Xie first, pushed him inside, put Yu You on the vacant seat, and then raised his head to ask.

"It's nothing." Fang Zhi immediately put the hand that was just grabbed behind his back with a guilty conscience, and replied.

Lin Yufeng didn't notice his unnaturalness, and after adjusting Yu You's posture, he shouted at Zhou Lecheng who was still smoking: "Okay! Stop smoking! Come here and bring him back!"

Fang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to walk back to Lin and Fengche's side when someone pulled his sleeves.

He lowered his head, and saw Xu Xie pressing on Yu You's body, carefully grabbing a small piece of fabric on his sleeve.

Fang Zhi glanced speechlessly at Yu You, whose face instantly turned into a pig's liver color, and could only pat Xu Drunkard's hand reassuringly: "...don't push people down."

This time the drunk was obedient, and quickly moved away from Yu You, only looking at him eagerly.

Fang Zhi was helpless, and squeezed the last bit of patience so he didn't curse directly: "What are you doing?"

The drunk man pursed his lips a few times, then rolled his eyes, reflecting the light of the dim light on the roof, and said indistinctly, "See you tomorrow."

Early the next morning, following the memory of last night's escape, Xu Xie wailed and threw herself back under the covers.

Why drink?Why keep filming?Why do we still have to meet today?

Hold.

"What's the matter? I heard you shouting outside."

Before Mr. Xu finished doubting his life, the door of the room was pushed open without warning, and a thin woman walked in with a glass of boiled water.

"Mom, didn't I tell you to knock on the door when you come in?" Xu Xie had no choice but to stop thinking about life, turned over and got out of bed, took the water from the woman's hand and poured it into her stomach in one go.

"Understood." Xie Wen smiled softly, her pale and haggard face seemed a lot more angry because of this smile.

Xu Xie sighed silently.

Since his father passed away in a car accident, Xie Wen's dependence on and control over him has almost reached a pathological level.

"Xiaoxie, mom only has you! Only you!"

In my impression, it was Xie Wen's first out-of-control roar. After that, it seemed that a certain switch was turned on. The woman's expression of going crazy without warning made Xu Xie feel strange.

Especially when she felt that Xu Xie was hiding something from her, she would immediately show vigilant and hurt eyes, and then stare at Xu Xie with those bloodshot eyes, chasing him nervously to question .If she couldn't get what she wanted in the end, she would keep circling around the room with her father's photo, looking at the photo, then at Xu Xie, and weeping silently.

At this time, the strong guilt and heartache will force Xu Xie to compromise.

He didn't want to provoke Xie Wen, so he did many things according to her wishes.Under this kind of semi-coercion, he quit smoking and attended classes according to Xie Wen's request, turning himself into a good boy in everyone's mouth.What Xie Wenfei couldn't do in the past no matter how much she talked, now she can easily do it with just a look.

After so many years of rushing day by day, no matter how much unwillingness is, it will gradually become helpless.

But what happened to Qian Sui earlier gave him a warning.Although Xie Wen has never used violence against him, her unstoppable desire to control is the same as Qian Sui's parents.

He was afraid that he would become like Qian Sui under the pressure.

He needs to make a change.

Xu Xie squeezed the space between her brows to relieve the hangover headache, and was about to get out of bed to take a shower when she heard Xie Wen's timid voice: "Did you go to drink with Ah Cheng and the others? I called you ten times yesterday. You didn't answer multiple calls."

"En." Xu Xie replied, looking down for the slippers that had been kicked somewhere.

"Here." Xie Wen took his slippers from the shoe rack at the door and put them at his feet, "You were sent back by Ah Cheng last night and went straight to bed without changing your shoes... Who is drinking? ? Why did you drink? Did something happen?"

Xu Xie was irritated by her question, but seeing her standing aside and rubbing her hands with a cowardly look, she couldn't bear it, so she replied stiffly: "If there is anything else, just have a dinner with friends. Don't you know us?" ? There are only a few people who gather here and there.”

Xie Wen opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something more, Xu Xie immediately interrupted her: "I'm going to take a shower first."

"Meow--"

Fang Zhi was woken up by soft cat calls.

He immediately turned over and sat up, and sure enough, he saw a milky white ball beside the bed.

"Meow--"

Seeing people getting up, the milk cat raised its head to Fang Zhi, and meowed softly again.

Before Fang Zhi woke up, his heart softened.He reached out and hugged the milk cat to the bed, rubbed it twice, and then slowly got out of bed to tidy up.

As soon as he opened the door, he met Fang Haisheng who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Wake up so early?" said the man in a suit, humming a tune and adjusting his tie in front of the full-length mirror attached to the wall.

The owner of the farm is very down-to-earth on weekdays, and comes standard with a three-piece set of bearded chicken nest head and large pants. It is rare to see him tidy himself up so clean.

Fang Zhi looked at his shiny back and the obviously wrinkled suit, hesitating to speak.

"How is it? Are you handsome? Your uncle and I have turned out all the suits at the bottom of the suitcase." After finishing his tie, Fang Haisheng raised his head slightly to look at Fang Zhi, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"...Well, he's quite handsome." Fang Zhi said, "Is there something important?"

Fang Haisheng blinked mysteriously, lowered his voice and said to Fang Zhi: "Uncle is going on a blind date."

Fang Zhi was still in a daze until he got on the subway.

"It's almost time for the appointment. I won't see you off if I don't go with your school." Before going out, Fang Haisheng hurriedly grabbed a piece of toast, and hurriedly lifted the heels of his shoes as he went out, not forgetting to tell Fang Zhi , "Remember to eat breakfast, and pay attention to safety on the road."

Fang Haisheng is 38 this year. Before adopting Fang Zhi, he was alone. After adopting Fang Zhi, he was a widow and Fang Zhi was alone.

It's not that Fang Zhi has never thought about why Fang Haisheng, an excellent man with a successful career, good looks, and a good personality, has not yet married at this age, and even once wondered if it was because of himself.

"What have you been thinking about all day long?" Fang Haisheng once chatted about this topic, and he could see through Fang Zhi's thoughts at a glance, "Your uncle and I haven't met a suitable one yet. Hey! You are a child What do you know?"

Fang Zhi really didn't understand.He didn't understand why the man who was talking about not being in a hurry a few years ago and waiting for you to go to college even arranged a blind date in the blink of an eye?

Fang Haisheng has no family pressure, his parents died young, and he has never been close to other relatives and elders.During Chinese New Year and holidays, he either stays at home or goes to a friend's house.

Could it be that the widow king is in a hurry when he is approaching forty?

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Zhi realized that he was quite concerned about this matter, so he sent a message to Fang Haisheng: "How is it?"

He didn't know that he wanted to ask what was going on with the sentence "how is it?", but after thinking about it, he felt that it was strange for him to ask such a question. He raised his finger a few times, and finally withdrew the message.

After a few minutes, a question mark appeared in Fang Haisheng's hair.

Before Fang Zhi could reply, Xu Xie sent a message.

[Big Brother Xu]: I brought you breakfast.

[Big brother Xu]: [picture]

Looking at the breakfast picture on the phone screen, Fang Zhi silently estimated the capacity of his stomach after breakfast, and felt that eating another meal should not be a problem.

He said yes, then switched back to the chat interface with Fang Haisheng, and replied that it was nothing. Seeing that the other party did not reply, he let out a sigh of relief, pulled up the mask on his face, and leaned against the subway The railing looked at the darkness outside the subway window in a daze.

At [-]:[-], Fang Zhi had only one feeling after stepping into the classroom——spring is here, and there are a lot of flowers.

The school did not require school uniforms for this mountain climbing activity, so the trendy people who are usually bound by school uniforms took this opportunity to try their best to dress themselves up, not to mention colorful colors, and some wearing skirts.

Fang Zhi walked into the classroom expressionlessly, dressed in black, and floated to his seat like a dark cloud among clusters of flowers.

The florescent green ball lying on the table in the front seat suddenly straightened up when Fang Zhi sat down, and turned around with sharp eyes: "Brother, I didn't do anything embarrassing after I got drunk yesterday, right?"

As if sensing something, Fang Zhi caught a glimpse of a stamen in a cluster of flowers coming straight towards him from the corner of his eye, and Jiang An stood in front of him in the next second: "Master Fang, I was drunk yesterday..."

Fang Zhi calmly called up a certain video on his phone with his hesitant but expectant expression, pressed his finger on the volume button, and clicked to play it in front of the two of them.

Shi Potian's shocking sentence "Internet addicts have no spring" resounded through the sky.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Chen Mushu turned off the video quickly, and guiltily glanced at the crowd, wanting to cry, "Brother, why did you turn up your voice so loud..."

Fang Zhi didn't speak, but raised his eyebrows after turning down the volume.

Well, on purpose.

Fang Xiaojun's evil taste was satisfied, and he generously passed the video to them in the eyes of the two with grief and accusation.

As soon as Xu Xie walked into Class [-] classroom, what he saw was Fang Zhi's raised eyebrow expression.

It's like the pride of a successful prank, and the wicked cuteness.

Xu Xie loves to see his micro-expressions, as well as the small expressions he scribbles everywhere.

Because he can see the lively, real and lovely Fang Zhi from these.

The real appearance of the boy he likes.

Xu Xie felt that Fang Zhi probably belonged to the healing type, because the depression in his heart disappeared when he saw him.

Cold face healing system.

Xu Xie deliriously named this phenomenon under the powerful like filter.

The two people around Fang Zhi didn't know what they got. After leaving, they shrank into a corner, put on their earphones, looked at each other from time to time while looking at their mobile phones, and smiled strangely at each other.

Xu Xie could probably guess what they were looking at. In a few blurry clips from last night, the young boy kept holding his mobile phone at the two of them.

As soon as the memories came up, the shame came back again. Thinking of what he said and did to Fang Zhi yesterday, Xu Xie felt like banging against the wall.

Xu Xie, who had beaten himself to death in his heart, finished his self-consolation, stood up firmly with a smile, and walked towards Fang Zhi with his breakfast.

Fang Zhi's face was burned.

Turning around, a bag of fried buns dangled in front of him.

"This is what I told you, the fried buns from our breakfast shop downstairs." Xu Xie handed him the bag, and took out a cup of soy milk from the big front pocket of the gray sweater, "There is also freshly ground soy milk. "

Fang Zhi couldn't remember that the bad habit of eating was basically lost after he got to know Xu Xie.

Xu Xie would take him to eat with him every day, and sometimes he felt lazy and didn't want to move, Xu Xie would pack it up and send it to him to feed him.

Fang Zhi took a bite of the pan-fried bun, the slightly scalding soup mixed with the fresh aroma immediately burst into his mouth.

He raised his eyebrows and took another bite, then commented: "It's quite delicious."

"Well, there is a row of breakfast shops downstairs, and their business is the best. I will take you to eat their wontons next time. They are also delicious." Xu Xie said with a smile.

The corners of Fang Zhi's mouth also began to rise slowly.

Then, the corners of his mouth froze.

For some reason, I suddenly thought of the phrase "Laugh" that Xu Xie said last night when he was drunk.

There were very few things in his life that warranted a smile.In my impression, the corners of my mouth are always straightened, the corners of my eyes are drooping, and I have a fierce and cold look of displeasure.

This should be his normal state, the self he is familiar with.

So I suddenly realized that the curvature of the corner of my mouth was upward, and it seemed a little strange for a while.

He slowly turned the corner of his stiff mouth back into the distance, and looked at Xu Xie with a hint of doubt in his eyes disturbed by complex emotions.

The other party was flipping through something on the phone and didn't notice his gaze.

Fang Zhi held the pan-fried bun in his mouth, and wondered in a daze, why did he suddenly...become so laughable?