flammable relationship

After saying hello to the manager, Wei Ran took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and sent a voice message to his buddy Liu Yingchao: "Chaozi, guess who I met?"

The other party replied in seconds: Brother, I am going to study by myself last night.

Wei Ran wanted to say, are you still studying by yourself at night?Who knows which girl to flirt with while holding the phone.

Sure enough, after a second, a series of ding ding ding messages bombarded me:

Who did you meet?

Damn it, could it be that group of idiots from the vocational high school next door going to mess things up again?

Ran Ran, you wait, Lao Fu is not here today, I will fly over to save the beauty as a hero!

Wei Ran pressed the voice button and smiled: "Come here, it just so happens that your old man is in the store."

"??? Playing with me?" Liu Yingchao hesitated, "I won't come anymore, buddy, you are not sincere."

"Really." Wei Ran printed the menu, "Just now when I peed in the toilet, I stood next to him and watched closely, and I almost got him right under his nose. It's really your old class. By the way, you know me Did you remember anything while peeing?"

A smell of urine wafted across the screen from this voice.

Liu Yingchao said: ...Really, I don't really want to know.

"You must also remember that when we were caught smoking by the wall in the first year of high school, we were caught by the dean, and the parents were not counted, and the whole school issued a notice of criticism." Wei Ran reminded.

The other side was quiet for a long time.

"Don't fucking mention it!" After a while, it should be during the class break, Liu Yingchao's angry growl came from his mobile phone, typing trouble, he called directly to complain, "Damn it, it's a bigger shit Boy, the eyebrowless old monster even plays it in a loop three times a day! The whole school knows that those basketball teams in the first year of high school are not good at learning to smoke. It's a shame, I almost got my leg broken by my dad!"

Old monster without eyebrows is one of the many nicknames of the teaching director Wu Aicai. He was born with sparse body hair and almost no eyebrows, so he was awarded this vivid nickname.

"I smoke, my dad smokes me, tsk, selling my body in exchange for a pretentious experience." Liu Yingchao muttered angrily, and passed on the fire, "Damn, what are you doing suddenly exposing my scars? It still hurts Pacific Ocean to mention it. Hey, then who, let me copy the math, shit, can you write well? I don’t even know this ghostly symbol, and you expect the old man to recognize it? "

Listening to the conversation, this is asking the neighbor to copy homework.

Wei Ran took the menu, clamped it on a hard wooden board, tapped it with his knuckles, and walked to the "One Yuan Repeated Beginning" box.He held the teapot in his hand, turned his head sideways, and held the phone between his ears and shoulders: "I suddenly remembered that when we were smoking that day, Mr. Fu from your class once passed by, and then the eyebrowless old monster Just come to arrest people without warning, is there such a coincidence in the world?"

"Did you see old Fu that day? Eh? Wait a minute, I'll finish copying right away, don't move, I'm losing my temper!" Liu Yingchao was a little careless, and after threatening her deskmate, she turned back and continued, "Don't be mistaken. Right? It’s normal that I can’t remember what happened in the first year of high school for almost two years, based on what I know about the surname Fu, he doesn’t look like the kind of person who would meddle in other people’s affairs and tip off the news.”

"That's right, it's him." Wei Ran stopped at the door of the box, the heat from the mobile phone was transmitted to the cerebral cortex through the pinna, and he lowered his voice, "I have a deep impression of him..."

"Why... Whoops! Xu Dazhuang, what are you doing kicking my ass? Fuck, why did Lao Li from the next class come to our class for a stroll?"

A busy tone came from the phone, and it was obvious that something urgent happened to Liu Yingchao.

Wei Ran put the mobile phone back into the built-in pocket of his jacket, tapped on the box door twice, and then opened the sliding door: "Guest, you ordered a pot of rice Guanyin..."

In the middle of the sentence, the door only opened a narrow gap, and a bright yellow liquid parabola flew across the air.

Wei Ran was suddenly splashed half of his face with warm tea, and he was speechless, his eyes widened slightly.

"Break up? Impossible!"

The man blushed, and his body language expressed anger. He slammed the empty glass on the low table with a bang, shaking the table of expensive seafood sashimi for three times. help swing.

The cup of tea that was originally full was poured on the face of the guest opposite the table at this moment. The cup of water was poured very technically, quickly and relentlessly, catching the other party by surprise, and harming innocent people on the way, pulling Wei Ran down water.

Wei Ran wiped his face, put down the plate stiffly, and pushed it in through the gap, thinking numbly: Two men... broke up?

From his angle, he could see the tense side face of the person who was splashed with water, and he was an acquaintance——Mr. Fu whom he met in the toilet just now.

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows with a little interest, and saw a stream of water with the fragrance of tea, flowing down from Fu Yiheng's forehead hair, separated by the handsome and straight bridge of the nose, flowing from the wings of the nose to the straight lips, and wet the beige color downwards sweater with a turtleneck.Compared with the other party's furious and flaming eyes, he was unusually calm and self-sustaining, squinting and drooping eyelashes, like a frozen puppet, without even an expression.

This shows that he had already anticipated the worst outcome before proposing to break up, and made full psychological preparations, with firm belief and determination.

Wei Ran backed out, but did not close the door completely.

In the classroom, the boy in the last row finished gossiping with his neighbors. After thinking about it, his burning soul of seeking knowledge was ready to move. Finally, he couldn't help it. He committed the crime and took out his mobile phone to send a message: "No, old Fu's evening self-study Don’t even stare, so you ran to eat?”

"The girl in our class asked who he had dinner with. High-end Japanese food, just a little bit of food can cost thousands of dollars. If you're so willing to spend your money, how about dating?"

"I'm going, I'm really curious, who has such a great charm that can make the dedicated and dedicated teacher Fu leave behind a group of high school seniors who are eager for knowledge and eager to feed, and rush to her arms without hesitation?"

"Brother, please, help me take a look?"

After sending the message, he shook his legs and gnawed on his fingernails and waited anxiously.

After at least 10 minutes, his good brother finally replied with a frighteningly unreal sentence: She is not her, and your Teacher Fu is not the Teacher Fu you thought.

Liu Yingchao twitched the corner of her mouth: ...Brother, are you tired of pretending?

……

"I'm tired. We're not too young, so we can get together and leave each other, and let each other go."

Fu Yiheng picked up the sterilized hand towel in the shop, wiped off the tea on his face, folded it up, and put it on a blue and white porcelain plate. It was obvious that he was in a most embarrassing situation, but his behavior was still slow, elegant and calm, as if Just came out of the bathroom to wash my face.

He pulled up the sleeves of his sweater, revealing his fair and thin forearm. He held up his hand to write on the blackboard all year round. Not to mention other things, his arm has been fully and effectively exercised, and a layer of thin and distinct muscles are attached to it. On the bones, there are several winding blue veins crawling around the wrists, like undulating mountains, containing a power that is easily hidden in front of others.Wei Ran seemed to have been burned, looked away, and noticed that the conspicuous Adam's apple was clinging to the wet collar and shaking up and down.

"Jin Chen, don't be childish." Fu Yiheng's tone was gentle.

This sentence touched Jin Chen's sensitive nerve, he snorted coldly: "Please, I'm only three years younger than you! Treat me like a child all day long, I think you'll be the class teacher for a bunch of little kids Be a crazy ball? I got off the plane, non-stop, and I rushed over to see you happily without putting down my luggage. You actually broke up with me at the first sentence? How do you have the face to break up with me? Who did it first? Who did you provoke?"

The man called Jin Chen is very thin, dressed in fashionable and trendy clothes, full of vitality, he has a baby face, at the moment the big eyes are full of accusations and tears, the white teeth nibble on the crimson plump lips, the curve is drooping, The eye sockets are red, and the tip of the nose is also red, staring at Fu Yiheng without blinking.

Here it comes again, this killer trick again.Fu Yiheng had a headache.

In the past, as long as he put on such a tearful gesture, Fu Yiheng would immediately surrender and admit his mistake. The thing he is worst at dealing with is crybaby, no matter male or female.In the family education Mr. Fu had received since he was a child, men did not shed tears lightly. If a grown man cried, he must have been greatly wronged.

Since everyone has been so wronged, how can they continue to make things worse?

Jin Chen obviously knows how to take advantage of the weakness of the object, and has repeatedly tried to threaten her with weak tears, but this time, this trick doesn't seem to be so effective.

"I have an old friend in Los Angeles, because he doesn't go back to China often, so I didn't take you to meet." Fu Yiheng didn't look at his face, because he was hungry, and even had the appetite to pick up a piece of dace with chopsticks Dip the mustard seeds into your mouth and chew slowly, "He is a poor teacher just like me."

Jin Chen fluttered his eyes twice, the teardrops that were hanging on his eyelashes rolled down silently, he squirmed his lips, a bad premonition flashed in his heart, he wanted to ask something, but his voice was stuck in his throat and he was forced back by his instantly pale face.

No, no, how could it be such a coincidence... He closed his eyes by chance, and more tears rolled down his face. He didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment or regret.

"I've always praised you for being smart. Judging by your face, I should have guessed it. That's right, he is in the same school as you." Fu Yiheng looked at him, his black eyes were bottomless, and there was no warmth in them, "It's all over , I think we are really not suitable, and it would be a waste of time to spend any more, what do you think?"

He knew it, he knew it all.

Jin Chen opened his mouth blankly, and didn't recover from the shock for a long time.

He never thought that his romantic account in Los Angeles would be stabbed to Fu Yiheng one day, he didn't even dare to think about it, obviously, obviously he couldn't be more careful...

"Have you finished eating? After I finish eating, I will..."

"You, listen to my explanation!" Jin Chen did not give up, and tried his best to save him. The arrogance that splashed people's face had long since disappeared, and he even stumbled when he spoke, "You know, foreign countries are very open, and there are many kinds of things like this and that. It’s inevitable for everyone to let go of drinking at a famous party, it’s inevitable..."

Speaking of this, Jin Chen seemed to be unable to continue. He buried his head low, his cheeks and neck were bleeding red, and he murmured uneasily: "But from the beginning to the end, I love you, I love you. I only have you in my heart, and everything else is just for fun, I never took it seriously. Yiheng, you, you have to trust me."

He humbly opened his heart, and tremblingly wanted to pull the hand on the table, but the owner of the hand let out a sneer, which was full of contempt and irony.He paused, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Fu Yiheng who was slowly wiping his mouth in disbelief, with mad hatred in his eyes, his voice became cold: "What are you laughing at?"

"Sorry, did I make you angry?" Fu Yiheng cleared his throat, his smile still on, "I just think it's funny, don't think about it."

"I love you, do you think it's funny?" Jin Chen's face began to twist.

"With all due respect, yes." Fu Yiheng suppressed his smile, and spit out four words one by one, "It's extremely ridiculous."

The atmosphere changed all of a sudden, as if countless sharp arrow feathers were hanging in the air, if they were not paying attention, they would be riddled with holes.

Jin Chen exploded, stood up abruptly, pointed at Fu Yiheng's nose and complained: "What about you? At least I can say that I love you with a clear conscience. Have you said these three words even once in two years? Heh, you don’t even want to touch me, what a shit Plato, I’m the only idiot in the whole world who can give you my heart!"

Fu Yiheng waved his hand, he didn't want to say much, the three years of hard work can only be regarded as feeding the dog, so let's not mention it.No amount of quarreling is futile and meaningless, it will only deepen the bond and hatred, and now he just wants to get out quickly, the sooner the better, so as not to give the dull pain a chance to react and fight back.

The latent tiredness climbed up his face in an instant, he lost his patience, and his face was completely cold: "The things you left with me are packed, and there are not many, you are welcome to come and pick them up at any time, or if you find it troublesome , tell me the address, and I'll send it to you."

Jin Chen stared at him dumbfounded, as if he had never known his lover who had been in love for three years before him.

Fu Yiheng tilted his head and thought about it again, and reluctantly made a concession: "By the way, you have no place to stay for the time being, I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully. Then hurry up and rent a house, I will only help keep things for a month , overdue. If there is no news by then, I will dispose of it as garbage."

The author has something to say: I have to declare that the old Fu is the old Fu is the old Fu is the old Fu is the old Fu is the shou!But in the last relationship, he played the role of Gong, uh... Before he really practiced it, his self-cognition was biased.