fleeting story

Gu Fan stood in front of the globe and jumped up and down, and finally just squatted on the ground.

Xie took a look at him, and followed him to stare at the door without moving.

Within a few minutes, the big white Benz stopped slowly with a big iron gate between them, and Yan Qi got off the co-pilot with no expression on his face.

"It's over." Gu Fan hissed, "His brother must be angry with him."

"It's so fresh, it directly twists people into fractures, and you want me..." Xie Yi paused: "I have to kneel down and call him brother."

Gu Fan stared at him with a suppressed smile, and after Yan Qi showed his student card and entered the school gate, the two quickly ran over.

Yan Qi glanced at them, then walked towards the teaching building with his head in his pocket.

Gu Fan glanced at Zhou Luo while looking at him, and found that he was sitting in the car smoking a cigarette, and he didn't look at them: "What's the situation? You didn't apologize to your brother when you went back?"

Yan Qi didn't speak, he held his schoolbag in one hand with a gloomy face, he didn't look like a 14-year-old junior high school student at all, but rather like a big brother who asked for protection money.

"Brother." Xie Yi called him, "Say something and it will scare us to death."

"It's okay." Yan Qi glanced at them both: "Let's go, go to class."

Yan Qi took two classes straight away, staring at Teacher Qi in a daze, until finally he was so sleepy, Teacher Qi had sharp eyes and called him up to do the questions on the blackboard.

Yan Qi glanced at the English on the blackboard, picked up the chalk and brushed it twice, then returned to his seat and continued to stare at him blankly, making Teacher Qi look helpless.This question is beyond the outline, Teacher Qi intends to make him make mistakes, so that he can say a few words to him to wake him up, who knows that the god has not woken up, so he startled himself first.

Yan Qi's English level is better than he imagined. According to this, his college entrance examination results may not be particularly outstanding, and he may still be more suitable for further study abroad.

Judging from his current learning ability, there is no problem in taking TOEFL and SAT in two years.

Yan Qi turned his head to the left, looking at the branches moving in the wind outside the window, the blue sky made him squint his eyes.

When it was time to finish class, the classroom door was kicked open with a "boom".Everyone was startled, Gu Fan leaned back directly, and he knocked the pencil case on Yan Qi's desk into the middle of the table.

Yan Qi raised his head and looked at Hu Weixuan who was full of anger, and saw the big black charcoal that seemed to be on fire striding towards him. When he raised the schoolbag in his hand and threw it at Yan Qi, the classmates in the class Let out an exclamation.

Yan Qi sat on the seat without making a sound, just swayed to the right side, the strap of his schoolbag rubbed against his ear and hit the wall behind him straight, a black mark instantly appeared on the white wall.

Gu Fan and Xie Yi "scratched" to stand up.

Teacher Qi was so frightened that he hurried over and was stopped by Gu Fan.

"Are you going to rebel?! It's not your school that wants to go crazy and send it home!" Teacher Qi yelled anxiously at Hu Weixuan's back, for fear that the news would attract the grade leader again.

"I heard you're going to kill my mother? Are you awesome?" Hu Weixuan didn't pay attention to Teacher Qi at all, and turned a deaf ear to his warning. The pencil case was smashed and deformed.

"You should be glad that I didn't intend to kill you at the time." Yan Qi lowered his eyes, and his voice was not loud, but it was enough for the people around him to hear clearly.

"Fuck, no wonder your brother slapped you. I should fucking educate you for your brother." After finishing speaking, Hu Weixuan, who was hanging by his arms, opened his bloodshot red eyes and raised his other intact hand.

Yan Qi stepped on the edge of the table hole, and kicked Hu Weixuan hard, the table was moved by 45 degrees by him, and the corner of the table directly stuck on Hu Weixuan's...pants/crotch.

Hu Weixuan groaned in pain, and hurriedly bent down.

Xie Yidu frowned and covered his vital parts, it really hurt.

"You fucking..." Hu Weixuan frowned and pointed at him, the class couldn't help laughing, even Yang Qian laughed.

"As long as my brother thinks, I don't care if he beats me or beats me to death." When Yan Qi stood up, the bell for the end of class just rang. He glanced at Teacher Qi, and whispered in Hu Weixuan's ear by the sound of the bell. : "Don't challenge someone who is not afraid of death, I have no parents, let alone an adult."

Hu Weixuan's face turned pale, he leaned on the table and stopped talking.

Yan Qi tilted his head at Gu Fan and Xie Yi, and the two swaggered, shoulders and backs, followed Yan Qi and walked out from the back door.

Yan Qi stood on the rooftop blowing air, and Gu Fan stood beside him with his mouth open.

"Are you so poor that you rely on drinking wind to fill your stomach?" Yan Qi said looking at the rows of buildings not far away.

"My family has no source of income, and my grandma's pension is not enough to fill the gap between my teeth." Gu Fan sighed: "It's almost the same."

As soon as Xie heard this, he was about to reach out for his wallet in his trouser pocket, but Gu Fan hurriedly knocked his hand off with a punch: "Brother, there's no need, I can make money by myself in the future."

Yan Qi was still looking into the distance.

"Grow up quickly," he said.

Gu Fan and Xie Yi were taken aback for a moment.

After waiting for Yan Qi for a while, the two of them saw that he had nothing to say, Gu Fan swallowed and asked cautiously, "Your brother, is that your own brother?"

"Huh?" Yan Qi glanced at him.

"You two don't look alike, but cousins ​​don't look like that... better." Gu Fan said, "I never asked you."

"We are not related by blood." Yan Qi smiled: "He..."

This was the first time someone asked him about his relationship with Zhou Luo. Yan Qi didn't know how to answer for a moment. It is difficult to say anything.

"Tell us later." Xie Yi waved his hand: "When you can tell it with a smile."

Yan Qi looked at him: "I don't like to laugh very much."

"At least don't have such a bitter expression." Xie Yi stretched out his hand to smooth his frowning eyebrows: "It's like a broken love."

Yan Qi laughed when he heard this, a little embarrassed.

"Hu Weixuan and our Liangzi can be regarded as a knot." Gu Fan was leaning on the railing of the roof, Yan Qi and Xie Yi respectively pulled the corners of his clothes on both sides to prevent him from slipping and falling down: "In the future, there will definitely be troubles. "

"Let him hide from us." Yan Qi said.

"Yes!" Gu Fan snapped his fingers and pointed at the biggest dark cloud not far away: "Let me hide from you!"

Zhou Luo glanced at his phone, it was exactly 06:30, he was an hour late.

He originally wanted to send a message to Yan Qi, but after thinking about it, he turned off his phone and got out of the car, put on his suit jacket and registered his name in the reception room, and walked towards the rehearsal hall that Yan Qi had told him about.

The rehearsal hall was not easy to find, it took Zhou Luo a few minutes to find the right place, and when he stood at the door and looked in, Yan Qi was the only one in the room.

From this angle, Yan Qi could be seen very clearly. He was lying motionless on the drum, as if he was asleep.

Zhou Luo looked at him for a while, then unscrewed the door and walked in.

Yan Qi still didn't respond, and fell into a deep sleep. He was holding the drum stick in his hand, and even when he was asleep, he could still see the blue veins on the back of his hand that were stretched out due to the force of his grip.

"Yan Qi." Zhou Luo reached out and stroked his hair.

"Brother." Yan Qi hummed in a daze, and when his side face was exposed, his eyes were slightly parted, and then he woke up instantly, sat up straight and stared at Zhou Luo: "Brother, you are here."

Zhou Luo looked at the marks of his school uniform on his face, smiled, and raised his hand to wipe off the drool hanging from the corner of his lips: "Sleeping so soundly?"

Yan Qi was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head in horror and touched the drum surface, heaving a sigh of relief.

Zhou Luo barely stopped laughing: "It didn't touch it, don't be nervous."

"Have you been here for a long time?" Yan Qi put the drumsticks into the leather bag, pulled the gray cover next to it and carefully covered the drum set.

"Just arrived." Zhou Luo helped him close the window, picked up the schoolbag from the seat, and was about to go out.

"Brother." Yan Qi pulled his clothes.

Zhou Luo stood still and turned to look at him.

"I, I'm not sick, don't worry." Yan Qi lowered his head, staring at his feet, making noises like mosquitoes.

"I didn't think you were sick." Zhou Luo sighed, "What are you thinking?"

"I don't need to see a psychiatrist, I'm very aware of my behavior." After Yan Qi finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the drum kit: "I'm really fine."

"I know." Zhou Luo squeezed his hand hanging by his side, and quickly let go: "I think so much at such a young age."

"When will I grow up?" Yan Qi withdrew his eyes from the drum set and looked at Zhou Luo, with an indistinct meaning hidden in his eyes: "Only can I protect you?"

"You will never grow up with me." Zhou Luo turned off the light, put his arm around his shoulder and walked out: "You don't have to think about anything, Yan Qi, you don't need to think about anything when I'm here."

Yan Qi heard only the echo of the footsteps of the two of them in the empty corridor, the tip of his nose was a little sore, he put his index finger under his nose and rubbed it vigorously.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Cheng Ye sat on the sofa with one foot on the coffee table and one foot bent cross-legged. The noise of "twittering" in his ears had lasted for more than half an hour.

Cheng's father is like a rocket/arrow/barrel that is about to go off into the sky, just one more fire can break through the roof and go straight to the sky.

"You're actually with a man, are you crazy?!" Cheng's father yelled, and Cheng's mother sat beside her with red eyes.

"Noisy, noisy, so noisy that I, an old woman, don't even have to pick my ears!" Grandma threw the ball of wool in her hand aside: "What's the fuss, whoever he likes is his business, what's the big deal."

"Mom, don't say that, you don't want to hug your great-grandson?" Mother Cheng stared at her.

Cheng Ye wiped his face, he was most annoyed by children, when he heard about children, he could instantly disown his relatives.

"Why do I want to hug? Does he have my last name? Is it my mother's family? The person I want to hug is gone, so please spare my grandson." He walked up to Cheng Ye and stretched his head: "Where is your partner?"

"Downstairs in the car." Cheng Ye saw his grandma approaching, and put out the cigarette.

"Handsome or not?" Grandma's wrinkled face had two black eyes shining brightly, but she spoke like an old child.

"Handsome." Cheng Ye smiled.

"Let's go, I'm going to buy eggs, take me to have a look." Grandma straightened her waist, turned around and yelled at the two adults who were still arguing: "I'm going to see my second grandson, you guys have to argue outside Make a noise!"

"Mom, how can I say hello, are you being unreasonable or enlightened?" Cheng's father was crying with an old face, and the worried people seemed to be bitter with their mouths.

"Do you dare to say that I'm unreasonable?" Grandma put on her padded coat and pointed at him: "Don't forget that the company still bears my name!"

"It's almost closing down." Cheng's mother next to her muttered in a low voice.

The old lady's ears are surprisingly good. In Cheng Ye's words, this hero's body functions can fight for another 500 years.

The hero said: "Don't you like it? Are you still picking? Then when it is acquired by another company, you just ask for it, and I will give it all to my grandson." After finishing speaking, the hero waved his arm and picked up the shopping bag hanging at the door. The bag walked out the door.

Cheng Ye couldn't hold back his laughter, and followed closely behind grandma.