flammable relationship

The next day, Fu Yiheng woke up from a hangover with a splitting headache. He clutched his throbbing stomach and curled up in the narrow back seat of the car reeking of alcohol.The person who managed to find his car and bring him up was kind and thoughtful, not only turning on the hot air conditioner, but also lowering the windows to leave a half-inch gap to prevent the alcohol-numbed drunk from suffocating to death in his sleep.

"Well……"

After a painful groan. After groaning, Fu Yizheng sat up with his seat, and his bones protested for a while. He checked his body and was not sure if he had been fat.

The broken fragments flashed back in a jumpy manner, and the fuzzy images were like a jammed video tape, extremely incoherent, and the disturbing scenes flooded in like a tide, and quickly faded away as if pressing the fast-forward button, and finally froze on a zoomed-in strange scene. face.

Holding his heavy head in his hands, Fu Yiheng rubbed his cheeks, remembering that the owner of his face was the handsome little guy who was upset at him in the toilet.

He fumbled in his pocket and took out his mobile phone. The screen showed that it was 04:30 in the morning.

Fortunately, there is still time.

I don't know how much of the alcohol in my stomach has evaporated so far, and I don't know whether my judgment has returned to normal. Mr. Fu is a good citizen who knows the law and abides by the law, so he decisively paid for a substitute driver.

I rushed home, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and raced against the clock to finish grading the test papers, and the moment I stepped into the office, the morning of the chicken and dog jumping was completely complete.

"Hey, you got up late today?" Li Ding smiled connotatively while holding the thermos, "Looks like the blind date last night was not bad."

"No." Fu Yiheng pressed the hair that was blown up by the wind embarrassingly, "I just drank some wine and didn't sleep well."

"Wine." Teacher Li sighed with an expression that I understand well as a person who has been here, "Wine is a good thing."

Drink shit.

Teacher Fu finished the first class in the morning top-heavy, called a classmate by the wrong name, missed two fill-in-the-blank questions, and yawned three times. drinks.

After class, in the last row, a few boys and girls who cherish each other because of bad grades and bad tempers are discussing lively in the WeChat group:

"Old Fu doesn't look very energetic. He didn't tell any bad jokes in the whole class! I'm not used to it."

"That's right, you didn't throw my chalk head today! It's a miracle!"

"Brothers, please understand, after a whole night of lingering and lingering, you must have been squeezed dry:)"

"Tsk, mistress is mighty."

"Old Fu finally got rid of being single, speechless [Crying with a handkerchief.jpg]"

"What are you talking about? Mistress, is there anyone here to popularize science? I'm so curious!"

It wasn't until the lunch break that Fu Yiheng turned over his convulsed stomach before he calmed down. At the same time, he also noticed a few troublesome things, such as the missing ID card in his wallet.

He guessed that he was detained by the Japanese grocery store because he didn't pay after eating and getting drunk.

He wanted to call the store to confirm, but the idea hadn't been put into practice, and the other party came to collect the debt one step ahead of him.

After pressing the answer button, Fu Yiheng recognized the voice the moment it passed through the phone and reached the eardrums.

"Hello? Mr. Fu?"

There was a sense of irritability in the coldness.

It's the kid.

"Well, hello." Fu Yiheng responded, leaned back in the chair, and played with the pen in his hand.

"Your ID card is here with me." The opposite person said in a businesslike tone, "I helped you pay for your meal yesterday. Come to the store to get your ID card back when you are free."

"Thank you." Fu Yiheng's tone was also not salty, and he was used to this attitude towards people he didn't know well, "I won't make a special trip, I will transfer the meal money to you on WeChat, and you can express your ID card to me All right, postage to be paid."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that his words were too blunt, and carefully added a sentence at the end: "Trouble."

There was an eerie silence on the other side.

Any non-face-to-face conversation, as long as one party pauses for a moment, it will appear awkward or have ulterior motives. Fu Yiheng wonders if his attempt to draw a clear line in order to cover up his drunk embarrassment is too deliberate, and the other party has noticed it.

Fortunately, the silence lasted only a few seconds, so it wasn't that hard to bear.

"alright."

The two hung up at the same time, Fu Yiheng heaved a sigh of relief.

For the next whole afternoon, Mr. Fu put his mobile phone in a conspicuous place on the table, and kept listening to the notification sound of friend application. The last slow one.He obviously told the other party on the phone that his WeChat account is his mobile phone number, and he can search it by copying and pasting with his fingers, but the other party seems to be very busy and has not heard from him for a long time.

Wei Ran is really busy.In order to make money, he holds several jobs, and he is as busy as a spinning top that can never stop, and when it spins, it can rub against the ground to create sparks, and Fu Yiheng's attitude of turning his face away makes him a little uncomfortable, okay, yes Very upset.

He couldn't say what was wrong with him specifically. Although Fu Yiheng was not very friendly, he didn't say anything wrong. He was polite and alienated. It was easy to understand when he thought about it. He just avoided seeing each other.This is also normal, nowadays people try to save time and convenience in everything they do, and when they meet, they will inevitably greet each other, say a few polite words, and it is the kind of unnecessary social interaction that cannot be dealt with, and it is too laborious to talk.

Looking at the darkened screen, Wei Ran hissed and put the phone back in his butt pocket.

Then hang it.He blew a whistling whistle.Let's see who can't hold his breath first.

Two days later, Mr. Fu, who didn't have an ID card and felt insecure, surrendered and took the initiative to search for related WeChat based on the other party's mobile phone number.

The profile picture on WeChat is an ugly cat, yawning with its mouth wide open, and the background is a dark alley. Fu Yiheng thinks this alley looks familiar, but most of the deep alleys in this ancient city look the same, even if you live You may not be able to recognize it even if you pass by it all day long.

The WeChat name should be his real name, Wei Ran.

Wei Ran.

The name seems familiar too.

Teacher Fu was a little messed up immediately, and he became more and more convinced that alcohol damages the brain and lowers IQ. He shook his swollen head and clicked on the friend request.

It took another two days before the application was approved.

It was early in the morning, Fu Yiheng was half asleep, as if he had a premonition, he suddenly woke up from his dream, before he opened his eyes, he reached out to fish for the phone on the bedside table.

It shows that the other party approved your friend application 5 minutes ago, and you can start chatting.

What is the first sentence?Fu Yiheng was stunned for a while, asking him why he went these few days and why he didn't add his friends to ask for the meal money back, or asking him if he didn't check WeChat for a few days, did he deliberately leave him alone?

When he came back to his senses, the opponent had already seized the opportunity.

"You haven't slept yet?"

After asking endless questions, Fu Yiheng snorted, as if they knew each other very well.

He suddenly regretted his decision to transfer money via WeChat. He should have asked for the other party's bank card account in the first place, and just sent the money and it was over, which made it so troublesome now.

"Slept, and now I woke up again." He replied truthfully, he didn't know which nerve was wrong, but he returned the courtesy, "It's so late, you're busy?"

"busy."

One short word.

"Then you are busy first?"

"Row."

"Staying up late hurts your body, pay attention to rest."

The other party did not return.

Fu Yiheng stared at the glowing screen in the dark: ...

What is he doing on WeChat?Why should he care about whether a stranger stays up late and hurts himself?Is it possible that if you lose a relationship and drink a drink, you will be stupid?Was it really too big of a blow?

Wait, why isn't this kid replying to messages?Do you know how to be polite?

Fu Yiheng tugged at his hair irritably, threw away the phone, rolled around on the bed wrapped in a quilt a few times, completely lost sleepiness, so he resignedly turned on the desk lamp, and took out the hypnotic book "Tao Te Ching".

"Trust words are not beautiful. Beautiful words are not believed. Those who are good don't argue. Those who argue are not good. Those who know don't know well. Those who know well don't know..."

After a few tongue-twisters, the drowsiness that had disappeared came back again, and the eyelids were fighting and the chickens were pecking at the rice. The sudden ringing of the bell exploded like thunder in the silent room.

Half an hour later, Mr. Fu, who was wearing pajamas and hastily put on a smoky gray cotton coat, appeared angrily at the door of Wave Internet Cafe.

I just received a call from the school dormitory auntie, saying that all the boys in dormitory 402 are missing after checking the dormitory in the middle of the night!Auntie has been the housekeeper for nearly ten years, with a pair of piercing eyes casually looking under the window, how can she not recognize the human figures made out of pillows by these clever brats on the bed?

She angrily found out the phone number of the head teacher of the bastards, and complained all over her head and face. Later, she heard that the teacher's attitude of pleading for mercy was quite good, and her anger subsided a little.

"I promise to catch him before dawn!" Fu Yiheng pleaded sincerely, "Auntie, just give me two hours, okay?"

"Sleeping out for no reason, the circumstances are bad, according to school rules, you will be punished!"

"I know, I know, don't worry. Two hours, just two hours, I will definitely bring him back." Teacher Fu nodded and bowed, reassuring.

The aunt cursed for 10 minutes, but finally let go.

In fact, Fu Yiheng knew that even though the supervisor spoke harshly, his heart was like a mirror, and he still couldn't bear it.These children are all in their third year of high school. If they are punished now, it will not be eliminated until graduation. Once there is a stain on the file, it will directly affect the university admission at that time.Things that ruin a child's life have to be more cautious and more cautious, so if you can forgive them, please forgive them. Otherwise, you won't call the class teacher in the middle of the night, but just write down the name and report it to the school for punishment the next day.

"These unlucky kids."

Fu Yiheng stomped his feet, breathed out a mouthful of white mist on this cold and windy winter night, wrapped his down jacket tightly around his body, and walked with steps that his relatives did not recognize, while thinking about what kind of punishment measures he would take when he found someone later.

Punishment and corporal punishment are definitely not acceptable, and the nagging and preaching are too soft. It doesn't work to grind the ears of these old fried dough sticks into calluses, it is really nerve-wracking.

Wave is the nearest Internet cafe to the school. It has a good environment and reasonable fees. It has always been very popular among the students. Fu Yiheng is not sure whether the four of Liu Yingchao are there. It is purely a chance to come here.

As far as the result of luck is concerned, as a teacher, he still knows the virtues of his students.

In terms of the seriousness of the specific incident, he still underestimated how capable his students are outside of school.

Playing black games in Internet cafes is still a child's play, but gathering crowds to fight is a bit too much.