flammable relationship

As soon as Wei Ran mentioned the word "friends", Fu Yiheng reflexively thought of Liu Yingchao's hard-working households in the back row of the classroom, and by the way, their math grades that were still a long way from the passing line appeared before his eyes, and he immediately fell back. With itchy teeth, he said sourly, "You have quite a lot of friends here and there."

Perhaps the sun was dazzling, Wei Ran narrowed his eyes.

Fu Yiheng immediately realized that his tone was wrong. The meaning of "here and there" was basically the same as "mess". It sounded like he was burying Wei Ran's entire social circle, a little arrogant and a little contemptuous.He doesn't usually talk like that, let alone mean it, and now he doesn't know what stimulated him, his tongue broke free from the restraint of his mind and made his own way.

"Very good." He hurried back to make amends: "It's a good thing to have many friends. Don't talk about anything else. At least when you are depressed, you have someone to talk to and live a more lively life."

"She can't speak." Wei Ran pointed at the name tag on the flower on his chest, "Jingren never speaks."

This girl is actually a mute?

Fu Yiheng blinked, saying that there were too many mistakes, so he simply lowered his hands and stopped talking.

Wei Ran caught a glimpse of his bicycle leaning against a tree and asked, "Is it broken?"

"Well, the chain is broken." Fu Yiheng patted the narrow seat of the bicycle, "The old guy hasn't been out for a walk for a long time, and he can't do what he wants."

Wei Ran squatted down to inspect the chain, fiddled with it a few times, his fingertips were stained with rust, he raised his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I was here to visit the bookstore, but it collapsed as soon as I got to the door." Fu Yiheng waved his hands and said, "Don't squirm, your hands are dirty, I will push the seat to repair the car later and put a chain buckle on it."

"The nearest car repair shop is also two stops away." Wei Ran got up, picked up the front bumper of the bicycle with one hand, weighed two to test the weight, and directly carried it on his shoulders, "I'll take the car to be repaired, and you go to the shop to wait." Come on. By the way, tell Miss Wang at the counter that I'm going out to buy cat food for Fat Boy, and I'll be right back."

Before Fu Yiheng could react, he turned around with the car on his shoulders, and the vacated rear tire almost wiped Fu Yiheng's face.

"No need." Forced to take a step back, Mrs. Fu declined, "I'll come by myself, anyway, I'm fine if I'm free, and you have to help your friend look after the store. This is inappropriate."

Wei Ran pursed his lips, did not speak, and did not put the car down.

The two stalemate for a few minutes. Fu Yiheng realized that the other party was acting very tough for unknown reasons. Although he didn't know why this person insisted on helping, he still made concessions.

"Okay, I'll trouble you then." Fu Yiheng let go, "But you're going out, and you're wearing too little now, may I lend you your coat? Or should you go to the store and take out your own coat and put it on? "

"Need not."

After all, the young man had strong firepower, and he had already sprinted five meters away, waved his hands smartly, and walked away without looking back.

Looking at the back, it is very powerful and domineering.

Fu Yiheng gathered his clothes and walked into the store, thinking as he walked, the chain of the bicycle is broken, not the tires are blown, and it can be walked by pushing it, so why do you have to carry it on your shoulders?Is this stupid or is he trying to show off his strength?If it's the latter... that's even more stupid than mere stupidity.

The heating was turned on in the bookstore, Fu Yiheng went to the counter first, and told the elder sister who was swiping the card for the borrowers that Wei Ran went out to buy cat food and would be back in a while.

The elder sister looked like she was in her 40s, she curled her lips and muttered without raising her eyelids when she heard the words: "I can't afford to support myself, I have to raise this one and that one. The hardships in life are all self-inflicted, and my heart is too kind."

It sounded like an accusation, but Fu Yiheng could feel that there was a warmth of concern in these words.

He smiled, and casually took out a book from the pile of books on the counter, flipped through it, and chatted casually: "Does Wei Ran come here often to help?"

After the eldest sister told the borrowers to be careful not to deface the books, or they would have to pay double, she turned her face to look at the questioner with a vigilant look: "Who are you?"

Fu Yiheng rubbed his brows with his ring finger: "I... teach mathematics."

He didn't lie either, this sentence is unconditionally true wherever it is placed, but in this context, it is easy to misunderstand that he used to be Wei Ran's teacher.

When the eldest sister heard it, yo, a cultural person, she immediately put on a respectful look and a warm smile: "So it's a teacher! Yes, yes, Wei Ran has loved coming here since he was a child, and he likes to read and study! He Both Jingren and Jingren are children who grew up in this area, Jingren works here, and Wei Ran comes to help her if he has nothing to do."

"Jingren..." Fu Yiheng took the initiative to ignore the nonsense that the elder sister said that Wei Ran likes to read and study, and caught the name Jingren again in his ears, and rubbed the yellowed pages with his fingers, "She...is very close to Wei Ran ?"

"Growing up together since childhood, and they are all hard-fated children. It is certain that they have a good relationship. How do you say that idiom, childhood sweethearts."

"Childhood sweetheart." Fu Yiheng repeated these four words as if chewing carefully, with a calm face, staring intently at the youthful pain literature in his hand, which was full of dirty words and bad words.

His focused demeanor made it look like he was really just talking casually.

"The little girl looks really handsome, but unfortunately she is dumb. Just like Xiao Wei..." The eldest sister sighed while holding her forehead, "Oh, it's all the fault of the adults, poor boy."

Judging from the tone of voice, it was obvious that there was some hidden secret that was difficult to tell, and it was inconvenient for Fu Yiheng to ask, because it would not be good for him to know too much and deepen the bond.

As far as the degree of acquaintance is concerned, he has done his best to Wei Ran, no amount of him can do anything.

So he put down the book, and after a few perfunctory words, he raised his foot and walked deep into the store.

"Hey, teacher." As soon as he stepped forward, the elder sister called him and asked tentatively, "Are you here to persuade Xiao Wei to go back to class?"

Fu Yiheng raised his eyebrows, neither admitting nor denying it.

The eldest sister then went on to say.

"Hey, I didn't say, if you can't persuade him to come back, please don't waste your time, teacher. This kid is smart, but he is very stubborn. No matter how much he has an idea, it is useless to persuade him." The eldest sister smacked her lips regretfully, Counting with his fingers, "Calculating the days, he has been out of school for almost a semester, right? No matter how good his grades are in the past, he can't afford such a waste. In addition, he is busy earning money everywhere during this time. I also forgot all kinds of things, and I couldn’t keep up with the progress when I went back. Tsk, a good quasi-famous college student was dragged down just like that.”

Fu Yiheng didn't know what expression to put on, he almost doubted his own ears.

Did he hear correctly, prospective college student?good grades?Can Wei Ran be a good student who smokes, fights and sells fake alcohol?No, that's not the point. The point is that Wei Ran didn't drop out of school, but a suspension?In other words, he is still a student now?

There was too much information, and Mr. Fu was too confused for a while.

He frowned, and it took him a while to find his own voice: "Then do you know why he dropped out of school?"

"Why else, I'm poor." The eldest sister shrugged, "I applied for the subsistence allowance, but the amount of the subsistence allowance can't afford two children to go to high school, and high school is not included in the scope of compulsory education, so I can only take one off to support the other. There is no way out. In addition to that incident at home, to be honest, I have no intention of continuing to study."

Fu Yiheng tasted the bitter taste of the saliva secreted from his mouth, and his vocal cords tensed because he vaguely realized that he had touched Wei Ran's secret past: "That thing?"

Asked this, the eloquent woman suddenly got stuck in her shell, and vigilantly closed her chapped and peeled lips, with the corners of her mouth drooping, like a river clam closing its shell tightly in case of danger.

She shook her head, with bad eyes flashing in her eyes, and smiled awkwardly: "Cough, look at me, I like to gossip and gossip when I have nothing to do, women just can't control their mouths. Teacher, what book are you looking for? Do you need me?" help?"

"Oh, don't bother, I'll just take a look."

Can't ask, Fu Yiheng didn't force it, he turned his heels and walked to a row of bookshelves by the window, randomly pulled out a book with a dark purple cover, leaned against the bookshelf in a daze, his mind was blank, only the burn scar on his lower back was left , and a line of clear and eye-catching words.

He was still a high school student.

I don't know how much time passed, until the crisp bell sound came from outside the window, Fu Yiheng turned his stiff neck and looked up.

Wei Ran rode a bicycle rescued from the edge of scrapping, narrowly dodging the children playing in the street who suddenly rushed out, honking the bell and roaring past, then drifted and swung its tail, and turned back.

The breeze lifted his dark brown apron and the pendants on the handlebars, and his brows and eyes stretched happily along with them.

It was different from every time we met in the past. At this time, there was no surging undercurrent in those eyes. They were as bright as stars, as clear as streams, and the thin sweat on his forehead reflected the warm winter sun. His whole body seemed to melt Into the sunlight, gold fragments flow all over the body.

Bright, unassuming, full of youthful vigor and tension, people can't look away

He should have been such a young man.

He should have been like Wei Ran.

A sigh of disappointment sounded from the corner of the quiet bookstore. The gentle and good-looking man closed the heavy book with a snap, and pressed the edge of the solid wooden bookshelf with his slender fingers. On the back of his white hand, blue veins of forbearance and restraint appeared, as if he had just closed the book. Not a book, but a door that was never supposed to open and never will open a crack.