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When Qi Yu touched the south wall, he didn't see Feng Jiayang's figure. He took out his mobile phone and sent Feng Jiayang a message, telling him that he had arrived.

As soon as I clicked to send, the other party's message was basically replied in seconds.

There are only three simple words-climb the wall.

Qi Yu was stunned for two seconds, glanced at no one around, then put away his phone, stepped on the stone pier next to him and turned up.

As soon as he showed his head, he saw Feng Jiayang waiting outside the wall and a bicycle parked beside him.

Qi Yu sat on the wall and looked down at him: "Didn't the teacher just go to a meeting? Why did you come out so early? You still have time to go home and pick up the car." He imitated Feng Jiayang's tone every time he grabbed him to play with his phone in class, and laughed. Then she taught him a lesson: "You son of a bitch skipped class again."

Feng Jiayang let out a "tsk" and raised his brows, "You son of a bitch is itchy, you waited for you to come down."

Qi Yu relied on Feng Jiayang's reach, not to be outdone: "Then I won't go down."

Feng Jiayang sneered: "Okay, then you can sit on it."

"Then I can go back to the classroom. I suddenly remembered that there is still a set of papers I haven't done." Qi Yu said.

"Don't, don't, don't," Feng Jiayang saw Qi Yu move back a bit, and immediately showed weakness. He wasn't really afraid that Qi Yu would go back, at worst, he was going in to catch someone, but he was mainly afraid that Qi Yu wouldn't stand still and fall himself. "Okay, I was wrong, come down quickly."

Qi Yu had never seen Feng Jiayang act like a spoiled child before, so he was driven by curiosity, so he boldly ordered: "Then act like a spoiled child, please, I will go down."

Feng Jiayang gritted his teeth, so he had no choice but to cooperate and said, "Honey, brother, please, let's come down, okay?"

Qi Yu nodded in satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth couldn't be closed in joy, "Okay, you step aside, I'm afraid I'll jump down and hit you."

Feng Jiayang not only didn't move but opened his arms, "No, I'll follow you."

Qi Yu is not so delicate yet, but Feng Jiayang's bicycle is not parked properly, he pointed to the bicycle, "You don't need to pick it up, just move the bicycle away."

Feng Jiayang didn't understand what Qi Yu meant, he simply thought that Qi Yu was being shy, he urged with a smile: "You jump quickly, if you hit me, I'll be your meat pad."

Qi Yu looked at him helplessly, and replied truthfully: "I'm mainly afraid of hitting the car, and my heart aches."

Hearing this, Feng Jiayang showed an expression of disbelief on his face, he was stunned for two seconds before smiling and nodding, and obediently turned around to push the cart.

After vacating his seat, Qi Yu was about to get up and jump down, when suddenly there was a scream from behind: "That classmate, what are you doing, come down for me."

Qi Yu and Feng Jiayang, who was pushing the cart, were taken aback, so Qi Yu reacted quickly and jumped down without thinking, leaving only the back view of the patrolling teacher fleeing.

After Qi Yu landed smoothly, he sat directly on the back seat of the car. Feng Jiayang cooperated very well and rushed out with the pedals on.It wasn't until the two walked a certain distance that they realized what had happened just now, and then they had a silly meal.

Feng Jiayang laughed so hard, he praised Qi Yu without looking back: "It's ok, Comrade Xiao Qi, the response is very fast."

Qi Yu tugged at Feng Jiayang's sleeve, and resignedly sighed: "It's over, I will call and criticize by name on Monday."

"He saw you?" Feng Jiayang asked.

Qi Yu thought about it seriously, "I probably didn't see it clearly."

Feng Jiayang was happy again, and reassured him: "That's okay, today is Christmas, there are a lot of skipping classes, he can't check you every class, even if he really arrests you class by class, there will definitely be many people with you by then, and none of them will be able to escape. "

Qi Yu was stunned, "Then I really feel sorry for them."

"Isn't that right?" Feng Jiayang followed Qi Yu's words and taught him a lesson, "Whoever tells you to squat on the wall and whimper will not come down."

Qi Yu's eyes fell on Feng Jiayang's waist, and he stretched out his hand to pinch without hesitation.

"Ah—it hurts," Feng Jiayang cried, and deliberately speeded up to ride towards the pothole. During the bumps, Qi Yu subconsciously hugged Feng Jiayang's waist.

Only then did he smile with satisfaction, and continued to complain: "I'm sorry to let me say it."

"Ride well," Qi Yu didn't want to discuss this matter any more, and changed the subject, "Brother Jia, where are you going?"

Feng Jiayang slowed down, put Qi Yu's red hands from the cold into the pockets of his padded jacket, and smiled back at him: "You will know when it arrives in a while."

Feng Jiayang stopped his car in front of a church. The church was not big, and the voice of a priest reading the Bible could be heard faintly inside: May the God of hope fill your hearts with all joy and peace through faith, so that you may borrow There is hope in the power of the Holy Spirit. ​—Romans 15:13.

Feng Jiayang didn't go in, just stood at the door and watched, until the reading stopped and the music started slowly, then he said to the people around him: "Now it should be dancing."

Qi Yu turned to look at him, and a thought came to him, "Brother Jia, do you believe in religion?"

Feng Jiayang shook his head, his tone slightly serious: "When my grandparents were still alive, they believed in religion. When I was a child, they would bring me here on Christmas. Then they were gone, but when I came to Christmas, it felt like they were still with me."

Feng Jiayang withdrew his gaze, and after a few minutes of silence, he gave a "pop" smile, and laughed at himself: "It's pretty stupid to come here even though you know you're gone."

Qi Yu replied softly, "I'm not stupid, everyone has their own way of remembering."

"That's true." Feng Jiayang sniffed hard, turned to look at Qi Yu, "I brought you here today not to be sensational, but to let them meet."

Qi Yu quickly realized who the "they" were referring to. He didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, but when he heard the song from the church, he was suddenly a little discouraged, "If they are still here...shouldn't Will agree that we are together."

Feng Jiayang didn't refute this sentence, but lightly bumped into Qi Yu with his shoulder, comforting him: "They will like you."

At this time the music stopped, Feng Jiayang looked forward again, and said seriously: "I probably won't come again in the future, today is Christmas, I guess grandma and grandpa should be able to hear, I just want to tell them to have a good time in heaven Life, don't worry about me, their grandson is accompanied by someone."

Qi Yu looked at Feng Jiayang, opened his mouth slightly but didn't know what to say.Feng Jiayang gave him enough sense of security. This sense of security is higher than belief and everything else. The domineering and naive boy in front of him is running towards him recklessly.

"Brother Jia, I..."

"Hush," Feng Jiayang interrupted Qi Yu, he got on the bike again, and motioned for Qi Yu to come up.

In fact, he didn't know where he should go, he just rode along the road blindly.Although he doesn't know how far or how difficult the road ahead is, but as long as he thinks about Qi Yu who has been sitting behind him all the time on this road, he feels that there is nothing he dare not dare to break through.

"Qi Yu." He called softly.

The person behind said "hmm" in a low voice.

Feng Jiayang looked ahead, feeling the cold wind blowing: "My grandma once told me that everyone will have an adventure in their life."

He paused, and continued: "Qi Yu, you are my adventure."

After 2 minutes of silence, Qi Yu was not to be outdone, he put his face on Feng Jiayang's back, wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, and responded loudly: "Merry Christmas, I will always be with you."

Then she lowered her voice again: "Brother Jia, I love you."