How to raise the president

Fang Youyi couldn't wait to know everything, but under his eager gaze, what was waiting was Li Geng shaking his head.

Li Geng said: "I asked, but Ziyu refused to tell me that his condition was very bad at that time, and he went home immediately after school."

Li Geng's tone became light and cautious, and Fang Youyi's heart sank.

At that moment, he really regretted, why didn't he find An Ziyu earlier, why did he wait until so late to find him?If An Ziyu had been found earlier, wouldn't the user have tolerated those grievances An Ziyu?Wouldn't the same accident happen?

If that was the case, wouldn't An Ziyu and his adoptive parents still live happily, and the reunion between him and An Ziyu wouldn't be so thrilling?

Fang Youyi didn't pay much attention to what he said next, as if the air flow in his ears gradually slowed down, Li Geng's voice gradually became blurred, and the light coming in from the window became hazy.

Fang Youyi fell into his own thoughts. He felt as if he was going to be separated into two halves, struggling between reality and fiction. He kept thinking: Would it be better if it was earlier...

It wasn't until Tan Xi yelled his name that he came to his senses and stared blankly at the reality in front of him.

Fang Youyi rolled his black eyes. The three young college students in their twenties standing in front of him suddenly envied them because they had witnessed An Ziyu's youth.

Crazy, rebellious, calm, well-behaved...but he has nothing, nothing.

He only appeared in An Ziyu's childhood for a few days, and he was only with him for a few days. The time he spent together was so rare that it had become a regret in his life.

"Are you okay?" Tan Xi asked him worriedly when he saw his expression was so bad.

Fang Youyi shook his head, trying to calm himself down before he found the clue just now, and kept thinking about the connection in the same place.

He imagined and thought desperately with only a few words that couldn't be connected at all, driving himself to the point of going crazy. He grabbed his head with only one hand and tried his best not to let his thoughts get confused.

So, why did Ying Chen's father suddenly come to Shanghua University to look for Ying Shuang?

Why did An Ziyu get slapped after following him out?Ying Shuang loves his daughter-in-law so much, that slap was definitely not from Ying Shuang, so it is likely to be from Ying Chen's father, why?Why did you move your hand?

Is there any relationship between Ying Chen's father and the death of An Ziyu's adoptive parents?What is the cause of all this?

Is it because... An Ziyu is Ying Shuang's adopted son?

Fang Youyi's whole body suddenly turned cold. He was a little afraid to think about it anymore. He was afraid to continue thinking about it. As he thought, An Ziyu himself was probably the trigger for the death of his adoptive parents.

And if An Ziyu knew about this guess, it would probably be worse than death.

……

Before the class bell rang, Fang Youyi and the others entered the classroom through the back door.

Seeing Fang Youyi's return, An Ziyu's dim eyes suddenly became brighter, and his clenched fist finally loosened. He wished he could stand up right now and rush over to hug Fang Youyi.

Although we only separated for a short while, but I don't know why, I always feel that time passes so slowly. He wanted to go directly to Fang Youyi several times, but before Fang Youyi left, he told him to stay there. Don't run around in the classroom, what if you encounter some bad guys and get bullied?

So he sat obediently all the time, didn't move around, and he didn't pay attention to what someone said to him.

The class bell rang, and the students all sat back in their seats, and Fang Youyi also sat down next to him.

When everyone sat down and no one looked behind, An Ziyu finally couldn't help wrapping his arms around Fang Youyi's waist, and thrust his head into Fang Youyi's arms, sticking like candied haws.

The sudden hug made Fang Youyi a little stunned, he didn't know where to put his hands for a while, he put his hands lightly on the back of An Ziyu's head, and said in an extremely gentle voice: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Xiaotian in the front row "accidentally" heard this voice, his whole body trembled, and goosebumps spread from his scalp to his toes.

It's really... I really can't believe that this drowning voice came from the mouth of that fierce and cold Boss Fang just now.

Zhao Xiaotian turned his head to look back, but was killed by Fang Youyi's eyes, turned back with a stiff neck, and looked at Tan Xi and Li Geng with aggrieved eyes.

Tan Xi, who had long been used to it, looked at Zhao Xiaotian like a fool, and continued to read her own book after finishing it.

Li Geng, who had already accepted the reality, looked at Zhao Xiaotian as if he was looking at a retarded person, raised his chin, and said, "Sit in the front row."

Zhao Xiaotian listened to Li Geng's words for the first time, packed his bags and sat in the first row, lowered his head and stopped looking behind.

With no more obstacles, An Ziyu heaved a sigh of relief, and said to Youyi in an aggrieved voice, "I miss you."

Fang Youyi gently pinched his nose: "Fool, I don't know where to go."

"Hmm..." An Ziyu let go of Fang Youyi, and said seriously, "Wherever you go from now on, if you can, take me with you? Don't leave me alone."

Fang Youyi's chest seemed to be hit by something, and he suddenly remembered that they left An Ziyu alone in the classroom just now, facing a group of so-called classmates who would attack him personally and be violent at any time.

"I'm sorry." Fang Youyi took his hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, "It won't happen in the future."

An Ziyu nodded and said with a smile: "Then where will I go in the future? If you want to go, I will take you with me and I won't leave you alone, okay?"

Something seemed to melt in his heart, as if something flowed into his chest, and he felt very warm and warm, feeling that the heart that he had abandoned for a long time was held up like a treasure and cared for carefully.

Fang Youyi looked into those light brown eyes and said, "Okay."

I don't know how many lifetimes of blessings I have cultivated to meet such a warm person like An Ziyu in this life, or maybe God didn't like his indifference and specially arranged a warm person for him.

How can he have such a beautiful person...

If it weren't for the fact that the classroom was a public place, Fang Youyi would have pulled him into his arms and kissed him passionately.

So President Fang could only suppress himself, planning to get it back at night.

During class, An Ziyu was listening to the class, and Fang Youyi was reading the files sent by Qiao Siguang's mobile phone. Of course, he had to delete some particularly annoying information in order to read them properly.