When I returned to my room, Biannan stood outside the window for a long time.

This is the first time he confronted his dad...it should be considered a confrontation.

Although he has never been a good boy since he was a child. He will fight with people outside and fight with Bian Hao at home, he will remain silent every time his father teaches him a lesson.

No matter how dissatisfied or aggrieved he was, he was used to not speaking. After his father scolded and sighed, he would breathe a sigh of relief, feeling that he had survived.

He could not remember what happened before he came to this house, but his sensitive nerves made him know his identity since he was picked up by his father, a child of an unwelcome destroyer.

No matter how my dad treats him, he can never relax like Bian Xinyu and Bian Hao.

He acts spoiled, is unreasonable, has a tantrum, and is willful... He can't learn anything that normal children will do to their parents, he can't do to his aunt, and he can't do to his father.

If you can't breathe, you will be vented when there is no one.

Bian Nan's voice was not loud when he said those words at the dining table. Apart from the chair he knocked down, his attitude was not even considered a tantrum. The surprise on his father's face was so obvious.

Bian Xinyu threw the plate, and Bian Hao yelled like a bullfight with his father. His father had never had such an expression.

Bian Nan suddenly felt a little sad.

Maybe it was so amazing that Bian Nan actually brought down a chair and said that.

Biannan laughed out loud at the window a few times. When he heard the aunt calling a dog in the yard, he quickly stepped back from the window and shook his hand and pulled the curtains.

He packed up what he would take to school next week, and he was a little hesitant when he changed his clothes and wanted to go out.

Is this a quarrel with my dad?

Do you run away after the fight?

Will it make people think that he is... ignorant?

"Hey..." Bian Nan squatted behind the door with some depression, leaning against the door for a long time.

It was not until the door was knocked by someone that he came back to his senses and stood up.

When he opened the door and saw that it was his father, he quickly threw the bag on his back.

"You're going out?" My dad's face was not very good-looking.

"I want to go to Wan Fei." Bian Nan rubbed his nose.

"Do you... have to be an assistant to that club?" Dad asked him with a frown.

"...Well," Bian Nan lowered his head, "At least that... is as good as my professionalism, I am more familiar with tennis."

Dad was silent for a while and sighed: "After a while, think about it, if you still have to go, then you go."

My father said this a little stiffly, and after that, he turned around and went upstairs.

Biannan stood by the door for a few minutes, and somewhere in his heart suddenly felt relaxed. He bent down and took his bag and walked out of the room.

Bian Xinyu was the only one sitting downstairs on the sofa watching TV. When she saw Bian Nan coming down, she called out: "Hey, Bian Nan."

Biannan stopped and looked at her. She jumped off the sofa, walked to Biannan, and whispered: "Are you going to Wanfei's place or Qiu... Oh, forget it, it's okay."

Bian Xinyu waved her hand and returned to the sofa: "Let me tell you when you are in a better mood. I'm in a bad mood now and don't want to quarrel."

"Yeah." Bian Nan responded, turned around and went out of the door.

Bian Nan called Wan Fei, but the boy didn't answer. Wan Fei would not get up after ten o'clock on weekend morning, so he took a taxi to Wan Fei's house.

When Wan Fei's mother knocked on the door, she had just put the breakfast on the table, and the whole room was filled with pancakes.

Wan Fei’s father was about to go out when he saw him immediately pointed to the cake on the table: “It just so happened that you have done too much, you have strong combat power, so please clean up.”

Bian Nan laughed twice, went over and took a pancake and took a bite: "Hey, my aunt's skills are better!"

"Why did you run over so early today? Don't you have to sleep until tomorrow like Wan Fei?" Wan Fei's mother smiled and handed him a bowl of soy milk.

"I'm thinking about life," he walked into Wanfei's house while eating cakes in the south. "I decided to get up early after I decided."

Wan Fei was still sleeping very addictedly. Bian Nan opened the door and entered the room and closed the door with a clang, but he didn't even move.

Bian Nan sat on the chair beside the bed and said in a low voice: "Hey, Xu Rui, why are you here?"

"Huh?" Wan Fei immediately snorted in a daze, and put on his heavy head.

"So smart?" Bian Nan laughed, "Xu Rui, Xu Rui, Xu Rui... Xu Rui's small waist is good."

"Fuck..." Wan Fei saw that it was Bian Nan and fell back on the pillow, "Brother Nan, are you sick?"

"I got up, my face was tilted when I slept." Bian Nan jumped up and lifted his quilt, slapped him on the butt.

Wan Fei was so troubled that he couldn't sleep. He sat cross-legged on the bed, lowered his head for a while before he woke up.

"Have you encountered something?" Wan Fei took his cell phone and looked at the time, and saw the missed call from Nan on the phone. "I called me just after eight o'clock?"

"When I get up in the morning, I'll scramble eggs for my dad." Bian Nan smiled.

"It's really frying? Is it successful?" Wan Fei was happy, "Have you been asked about the fault?"

"It's still done." Bian Nan was quite proud, but when he thought about what happened after breakfast, he felt a little depressed.

"What's wrong?" Wan Fei got out of bed and looked at him while putting on his pants, "Did you have a fight with Bian Hao?"

"My dad wants me to go to the logistics company for an internship." Bian Nan said in a muffled voice.

"Ah? Logistics company? Only Bian Hao's one?" Wan Fei was stunned.

"Yeah." Bian Nan nodded.

"Fuck me, I won't go," Wan Fei said without thinking, "Can you still have it? Besides, Zhan Fei is not very good. First, assistant, coach slowly, and then do some personal training work. You can also book a stadium to do it yourself in the future. Why isn't it better to be angry under Bian Hao's hands!"

Wan Fei was stunned when he spoke as soon as he spoke. He raised his head and stared at Wan Fei for a long time, stood up and opened his arms to Wan Fei: "Come on, let me hug you."

Wan Fei immediately came over and hugged him: "Are you very moved? I have pointed out a clear way for you?"

"At least I've given me some confidence," Bian Nan patted his back, "You are the only one who supports me until now."

"Don't Qiu Yi support you?" Wan Fei asked.

"I didn't tell him in detail," Bian Nan lay on the bed. "He felt that everything he did was very straightforward, and it was unique. I was so hesitant that I was embarrassed to tell him in detail."

Wan Fei tskated: "What's so sorry about this? Can you be the same as him? No matter what you say, you are the eldest young master. No matter how you have nothing to do, the main line of life is to be a scattered life. He almost went to work in elementary school. How can this be compared... Hey, when it comes to Qiu Yi, I haven't asked..."

Wan Fei suddenly changed the topic. Before Bian Nan could react, he had already lie down next to Bian Nan and asked, "What's the situation with you two now?"

"What's the situation?" Bian Nan stared at him.

"Just... it's... it's... it's progress. I'm embarrassed to say it," Wan Fei said, "Don't you tell him, have you said it?"

"I said it." Bian Nan cleared his throat, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"Hey!" Wan Fei shouted, then rambled at the ceiling, "Hey! It's incredible... Then I see Qiu Yi's attitude these days... he is..."

"Your mother is pancakes, don't you go and eat them?" Bian Nan made a fuss. He didn't know what was going on. Even if he talked to Wan Fei, he would always feel embarrassed.

"Did he agree? Damn why? He agreed after you said it?" Wan Fei completely ignored Bian Nan's words and immersed himself in his own words, "Did I have the meaning of fucking him for a long time? Alas... Is he... Alas, fate is this really..."

"I'd better go back." Bian Nan sat up, picked up his bag and walked out.

"Hey, brother, brother, brother, brother, brother, brother," Wan Fei quickly smiled and grabbed him, "I won't ask anymore. Anyway, I'll stand on your side and ignore anything else."

After washing up, Wan Fei stuffed two pancakes and brought a bowl of soy milk back into the house. Bian Nan was sitting in front of his computer and fighting with a landlord. He went over and kicked the chair: "Go out and have a walk."

"Where do you go?" Bian Nan lit the mouse.

"Whatever, why don't you go to the amusement park? Call... Xu Rui?" Wan Fei said softly in the second half of the sentence, a little lacking in confidence.

"Haha." Bian Nan said.

"Oh, hell, I promised her yesterday," Wan Fei scratched his head, "Go together, call Qiu Yi."

"What happened to me and Qiu Yi... Did you tell Xu Rui?" Bian Nan suddenly remembered this and suddenly became a little nervous.

"No, what are you talking to her? The little girl likes to tell her best friend everything. If she talks to her best friend, maybe where will she go?" Wan Fei tskated.

Bian Nan patted his shoulder and was about to speak when his cell phone rang.

He took out his phone and took a look. The screen showed a small curly hair.

"Second Baby?" He was stunned for a moment and answered the phone, "You..."

Before he could speak, Qiu Yan shouted with a nasal voice: "Big Hu Zi!"

"Hey, Erbao," Bian Nan replied, "What's wrong?"

"You can't go to the barbecue when it's cold?" Qiu Yan asked loudly.

"It's cold..." Bian Nan didn't know what he meant, "It's cold and windy, and the fire will be blown out when the barbecue..."

"What should I do!" Qiu Yan was very anxious.

"What... what to do?" Bian Nan was stunned by his question, "Seibao, is your brother here? I'll tell him?"

"No, Brother Xiaotao is here, he said he can't go to the barbecue anymore!" Qiu Yan's nasal voice became heavier again when he heard it, and he felt like he was about to cry immediately.

"Then you give me the phone number to Brother Xiaotao and I'll ask him what's going on." Bian Nan said.

"Hey." Shen Tao's voice came from there.

"Oh, Brother Xiaotao, what's wrong with you? Why did I cry when I heard it?" Bian Nan asked him with a smile.
To be continued...