Chapter 22(1/2)
Fang Chi caught up with the second class for the first time, but was still taken to the corridor by Lao Li for a long time to speak.
"This is the last time!" Old Li said seriously, "You are not qualified to ask for leave before the holiday! There will be no more next semester!"
"Oh." Fang Chi nodded.
After Lao Li left, he entered the classroom. As soon as he sat down, Liang Xiaotao came over and said, "How is it? Is it fun?"
"Just that's it." Fang Chi said.
Every time he became a guide and came back from a new place, Liang Xiaotao would ask this question, and he would answer this time every time, but Liang Xiaotao still insisted on asking every time.
"There's something," Liang Xiaotao whispered, "Xiao Yiming, do you listen?"
Fang Chi paused and responded: "Hmm?"
"Just," Liang Xiaotao looked back and turned around quickly, "Xiao Yiming was beaten by Liuban's people yesterday, and Xu Zhou and the others did not block people when they rushed over."
"Test again?" Fang Chi frowned, turned around and looked back. Xiao Yiming lowered his head and wrote the paper, with gauze wrapped around his hands.
"I didn't fight last time! These guys are not human!" Liang Xiaotao cursed in a low voice, "I don't know if they are really homophobic little guards or are idle..."
Fang Chi glanced at her and waved her hand: "I'm not talking about you."
"I know." Fang Chi said.
"Xiao Yiming didn't fight back, otherwise I guess this matter would not be over," Liang Xiaotao tskated twice, "If I were a man, I wouldn't be able to hold them to death with a stool!"
"You are a woman now, and it's not that you haven't tried it." Fang Chi smiled.
Fang Chi didn't want to sleep today, but he didn't sleep enough last night. As soon as the teacher recited the scriptures, he wanted to knock on the table with the rhythm.
He didn't even eat at noon. He wanted to sleep for a while, but was worried about Mr. Huang, so he rushed back.
As a result, Mr. Huang had no feelings about not seeing him for two days. He just flipped the feeder to the ground and then fucked him again as he entered the door.
After cleaning up Mr. Huang's endgame, Fang Chi rushed back to school and lay down for only ten minutes.
I finally had a hard time until the afternoon and wanted to take a look when I was studying for a while, but the chemistry teacher entered the classroom and told everyone the papers.
Fang Chi felt that he was probably destined to be destined to be in a state of lack of sleep.
He hadn't finished the paper yet, but when the teacher was teaching the paper, he was surprised to find that all the questions Sun Wenqu had done for him were correct.
So awesome!
A person who has been at least ten years since his senior year of high school actually easily made a simulation question.
Fang Chi felt that he was almost gone from sleepiness. Such a person hadn't been admitted to college?
Didn't pass the exam?
Or... In Sun Wenqu's style, maybe with a wave of his hand, I don't want to take the exam, so I'll be done.
What a chic life.
In the last class, Fang Chi kept screaming, not sure whether he was hungry or sleepy, but Liang Xiaotao heard the sound of how many times he was lying on the table and kept laughing.
I probably ate a little too much these two days, and every time my grandparents see him, they look like feeding pigs, but they still can't get out of the pen no matter how much they feed him. I guess my stomach is enlarged.
He ran out of the classroom as soon as school was over and had to eat quickly.
When I walked to the school gate, I saw the people from Class 6, standing opposite a few people from other schools, and I didn’t know what to do.
Fang Chi turned around and saw that Xu Zhou and Xiao Yiming were walking out together. He hesitated for a moment and stopped.
"It's not over yet!" Xu Zhou became angry when he saw the person opposite him, turned around and walked back, "Damn it, ask someone to go."
"No," Xiao Yiming grabbed him, "It's okay."
"Are you sure?" Xu Zhou asked.
"Confirm." Xiao Yiming said, looking at Fang Chi, he looked down and walked out of the school gate.
The person on the other side did not move, it seemed that he had finished it.
"Do you want me to send you today?" Xu Zhou touched Fang Chi's arm, "I'll go get the car."
"I'll walk back." Fang Chi said that, and walked out, following Xiao Yiming far away.
After walking two streets, Xiao Yiming should turn left after moving forward. He bit his lip, followed quickly, and shouted behind him: "Oh."
Xiao Yiming turned around and was slightly stunned when he saw it was him: "Fang Chi?"
Fang Chi walked up to him and didn't say anything for a long time.
"It's nothing big," Xiao Yiming knew that he couldn't speak as soon as he was in a mood, and smiled, "It's solved now."
"Oh." Fang Chi responded.
Xiao Yiming waited for two seconds and saw that he didn't say anything. He turned around and continued to walk forward. Fang Chi frowned and shouted again: "Oh."
Xiao Yiming turned around again.
"Why?" Fang Chi looked at him.
"You...want to hear?" Xiao Yiming asked, "It's all the things you hate."
"Tell me." Fang Chi took out a cigarette from his schoolbag and held it in his mouth, leaned against the wall and lit it.
"Didn't you quit?" Xiao Yiming walked over and stood with him in the corner of the wall sheltering the wind.
"Quick off soon." Fang Chi said.
Xiao Yiming smiled, was silent for a while and said, "Do you still remember the person I told you?"
"Is that the Eighth Middle School?" Fang Chi said, "Remember."
The person from No. 8 Middle School was met by Fang Chi and Xiao Yiming when they went to play basketball together. Fang Chi was not familiar with him, but Xiao Yiming got very close to him, after Fang Chi ignored him.
However, Fang Chi didn't know how they were together and how they developed. At that time, he had been deliberately avoiding Xiao Yiming for a long time.
As for why you avoid it.
There is no reason.
There are no explicit hints about Xiao Yiming's coming out and about him...
Maybe it's disgusting.
Maybe I feel... scared.
"I'm apart from him," Xiao Yiming said, his voice a little low and his speaking speed was very fast. "I don't know if he really felt that he was bored with me or he was playing tricks on me at the beginning. Anyway, I feel very depressed. Whether he was playing tricks on me or not in the end, it was very hurtful."
"What then?" Fang Chi took a breath of cigarette.
"Then just make a noise, I beat him up," Xiao Yiming smiled, "That's it. He found someone to beat me up intact, and it was even."
"I understand." Fang Chi pinched the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, turned around and lowered his head and walked forward.
"Are we still friends?" Xiao Yiming asked behind him.
"Ah." Fang Chi pulled his collar.
I don’t have to buy any vegetables today. The pile of mountain goods that my grandfather brought for him also had bacon and smoked fish. I would be delicious with some scallions, green garlic and other stew.
Fang Chi led a bundle of onions outside the yard and rang the doorbell for a long time. He didn't see Sun Wenqu coming to open the door. He sighed and had to flip through the wall of the yard.
There is a camera behind me, and I will be caught by the security guard sooner or later.
But after entering the yard, he found that the window in the living room was closed. He knocked on the window: "Sun Wenqu!"
No one responded to him. He leaned over to the window, looked in from the cracks that had not been tightly pulled, and then was stunned.
Sun Wenqu was bare-jammed and lying on the sofa in only a pair of sweatpants, tilting his head and closing his eyes, and one of his arms hung to the ground, as if he was asleep.
Fang Chi knocked on the window and the door for a long time again, but Sun Wenqu didn't make any noise at all.
"Hey!" Fang Chi returned to the window and knocked and shouted, "Sun Wenqu, are you okay?"
Sun Wenqu had a light sleep, and he couldn't even sleep even if the boy gasped. He knocked and shouted at the moment but didn't wake him up?
So sleepy?
Or...didn't go to get vaccinated?
Crazy rat disease has occurred?
I fuck so fast?
Fang Chi suddenly became anxious. He threw the vegetables in his hand on the ground, pulled open his bag and flipped it for a long time, took out the rock nails and hanging pieces from the bottom, then went to the window and shouted again: "Sun Wenqu! Wake up! If you don't wake up, I will go in and you have to change the window!"
Sun Wenqu still didn't move.
Fang Chi didn't shout anymore, and directly inserted the hanging piece into the gap between the window and the window frame, pulled it out, then inserted the rock nail into the larger gap and pulled it. He just pulled it along the seam for a few seconds, and he pulled it off the board of the window frame.
Then he lifted the glass with one hand, then stuffed it into the underside of the window with a rock nail and pulled it out. Thirty seconds later, half of the window was removed from the window frame.
He jumped into the room through the window.
"Sun..." He rushed to the edge of the sofa.
Just as he was about to pull Sun Wenqu's arm, Sun Wenqu suddenly opened his eyes: "It's awesome."
Fang Chi froze in front of the sofa, and after a long time he jumped up and shouted: "Sun Wenqu, do you take some time to see your crazy disease!"
"Tomorrow," Sun Wenqu rolled over lazily, buried his face in the backrest of the sofa, his voice a little hoarse, "I don't want to move today, and I don't want to get up and open the door."
"Get up!" Fang Chi was almost as angry as explosive by him. He went over and pulled him off the sofa by pulling him by the arm.
Sun Wenqu didn't struggle and was pulled up by him.
But Fang Chi soon discovered something was wrong. Except for Sun Wenqu's body that seemed to be weak and had no strength, his arms were hot.
"What's wrong with you?" Fang Chi was startled and reached out to touch his forehead again, "Do you have a fever? Have you not been vaccinated?"
"I'll beat you, I'll beat you," Sun Wenquwo returned to the sofa, bent his legs and hugged her, "I'm not in such a hurry to die."
"Then why do you have a fever?" Fang Chi glared at him.
"Enjoy a different life." Sun Wenqu said.
To be continued...