Wanderer

When the mid-term exam was approaching, Bai Yunqi was forced by Wu Guangming and Fang Hui to run between the classroom and the office. Every time he came back with a tired face, he would throw a large stack of corrected papers on the table. Papers were stacked on top of airplanes and frogs. Later, it was found that the supply and demand were too high, so I changed to only take Fang Hui's papers—the papers handwritten by the goddess of physics are not only good-looking, but also good in paper quality.

At the same time, Bai Yunqi saw how the true god-level academic master-Sun Miao, a weak woman whose body surpassed the limits of human beings.

This younger sister not only overfulfilled the daily mid-term exam review tasks, but also took care of Fang Hui's physics questions that I didn't know where to search. Occasionally, she went to an English speech contest. In front of all the teachers and students of the school, the principal stuffed a trophy for the first prize in the province.

"How long do you sleep every day?" Bai Yunqi yawned and pushed the formula on the Chinese herb, his eyelids were almost creased from sleepiness, and there were two dark circles under his eyes.

Sun Miao was flipping through the documents Fang Hui found, and said casually, "Four or five hours."

Bai Yunqi: "..."

Sun Miao turned her head to look at Bai Yunqi. The man was a "little boy" in the literal sense. He was haggard due to long-term insomnia and dreams. His pale face was reflected by the sunlight through the window so that the blood vessel walls under the skin of his cheeks could be seen. , combined with the lingering gloom in his eyes, people can't help but overflow with motherhood, and can't help but tell: "You don't stay up late, you look so bad."

Bai Yunqi was stunned for a few seconds holding a piece of draft paper, then nodded hesitantly, "...Oh, I see."

Seeing his shy and helpless look, Sun Miao laughed, took out a chocolate egg from her pocket and threw it to him.

After handing in the papers, Bai Yunqi was driven back to class by Fang Hui. When he passed by a classroom, there was a Chinese class in it. The teacher stood on the podium and checked the recitation of ancient poems. Noisy, anyway, with Fang Hui as a shield, he simply lay on the railing of the corridor outside the classroom in a daze.

A slightly stammering voice floated out from the crack of the open window: "Shen, Zhaza Ningcai...flow left and right, flow...my fair lady, I want you...please...please... "

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.Bai Yunqi slowly turned his head to look at the window.

The Chinese teacher said patiently: "Think about it again, think about memorizing the meaning, a person has a person in his heart but can't get it, lying in bed every night..."

"I beg, I can't ask for it... Wumei Sifu..."

I can't ask for it, I am thinking about clothes, I am leisurely, I am tossing and turning.

A belated geese blew across the sky, and the fallen leaves and the winter wind met each other on a narrow road, and they fought face to face without embarrassment. The three-day autumn rain was regarded as a farewell gift.

Bai Yunqi was assigned to the second exam room for the mid-term exam because of his monthly exam results. Perhaps it was due to the atmosphere. The exam room was inexplicably full of tension and oppression. Everyone was thinking about the paper with a straight face. did not stop.

After finishing the English paper, Bai Yunqi was bored for an hour as if he was being executed.Inadvertently caught sight of the two people diagonally across from each other secretly signing the answer, followed the movement of the two and glanced at his answer sheet, and then carefully read the article to confirm the answer - those two seemed to be wrong a lot .

Also extremely boring was Wen Hai who was waiting at the school gate.This man had no cigarettes on him, but chewed four pieces of gum in his mouth, watching the students coming and going, talking and laughing, running and making noise, there were boys and girls holding little hands, a young couple walked to their car On the other side, no one was seen in the car through the one-way solar film, the girl straightened her hair with the reflection of the car window, and the boy took advantage of the opportunity to kiss her forehead.

Wen Hai in the car: "..."

After today, the older man who has been single for 28 years suddenly feels that the world has filled his face with malice.

Originally, Bai Yunqi, who ran faster than anyone else after school, waited for the students to leave before appearing at the school gate, followed by a girl. The girl was not tall, and her forehead just reached his chin. A neat ponytail.Wen Hai was separated by a road, and he could vaguely see that his facial features were exquisite like that of Xiaojiabiyu. Even wearing a pair of bulky plastic-rimmed glasses could not cover those big eyes, and his smile became two "moon bridges".

The schoolbag of "Girl Moon" was still in Bai Yunqi's hand. The two walked and talked, and they seemed to have a good conversation. The handsome man and beautiful woman, a beautiful campus scenery, attracted the attention of people around.

Wen Hai made a "tsk" sound, and silently lowered the car window.

"Can you carry your schoolbag?" Bai Yunqi asked, "Do you want me to ask someone to help you?"

Sun Miao waved her hand, took the schoolbag from the other party and held it in her hand, "It's okay, just a little injury, my home is not far from here."

The gloom in Bai Yunqi's eyes was fleeting, he nodded and said, "I don't have any ideas for the question Teacher Fang gave me. Let's discuss it when we go back to school."

"Ouch?" Sun Miao smiled like a fox, "I'm faster than you this time, but it's just... forget it, think for yourself."

"..."

"Let's go." Sun Miao waved goodbye to Bai Yunqi with difficulty, carrying heavy and large schoolbags in both hands.

It wasn't until the girl disappeared at the corner of the street that Bai Yunqi came back to his senses and hurried to the familiar black SUV.

As soon as he got in the car, Bai Yunqi's reflex-like sensitivity made him notice Wen Hai's eyes were different from before. Before the other party could speak, he explained quickly: "That's my classmate. She hurt her shoulder. I'll help her. Take your schoolbag, nothing else!"

"..." Wen Hai, who had nothing to say, twitched his brows, and said with a fake smile: "Oh—so—I see."

Bai Yunqi looked at him with blinked eyes, as if trying to see some clues of emotion from the corners of his eyes and brows.

Wen Hai looked at him: "Why are you nervous?"

Bai Yunqi didn't speak, and in just a few seconds, tens of thousands of reasons ran out of his mind to explain the scene between him and Sun Miao just now, but Wen Hai didn't seem to care much, and he couldn't speak out, those words became a mess The ball of wool just got stuck in his throat.

After the car started, Wen Hai said, "Keep it for 10 minutes and then get nervous."

Bai Yunqi: "Huh?"

"I didn't tell you this morning." Wen Hai looked helpless, "My parents are coming today, and they are already waiting for us at home."

With a "boom", Bai Yunqi turned around with a stiff neck and stared at Wen Hai, thinking it was over, he was busy with exams these days and forgot about it—today is Wen Hai's fucking birthday!

"Happy birthday." He stammered, "That..."

Wen Hai laughed: "Don't think about words, your monthly language test results are only at the level of Tang poetry and can only memorize 'goose goose'."

Bai Yunqi said sullenly, "I didn't prepare a birthday present."

Wen Hai asked back: "Are you rich?"

"..."

"Economic independence is the basis of formalism." Wen Hai said, "For example, my parents love to engage in formalism."

Bai Yunqi looked at him suspiciously, expressing that he was waiting for his next words.

Wen Hai glanced at him inexplicably, "It's just...forget it, you'll find out later."

"..."

Wen Hai clearly felt that the closer he was to the door of the house, the more nervous the brat sitting in the co-pilot would be. He changed his sitting position every five seconds on average, twisting and twisting in the small space of the car seat, thinking that no one knew about it. Those who didn't know thought this guy was in a hurry to urinate.

Finally, when the last traffic light approached the door, Bai Yunqi couldn't help it: "Or I'd better go..."

Wen Haiyin said: "What?"

"...Why don't I give you something." Bai Yunqi turned into a shrugging mushroom.

"Oh—" Old God Wen Hai was here, "then just give me a kiss."

Bai Yunqi let out a gasp as if he was being choked. If his hands and feet hadn't been out of the control of his brain for a while, he would have jumped off the car and committed suicide in the next second.

"Just kidding."

"..."

The car parked steadily in the parking space, Wen Hai unfastened his seat belt and said, "Don't be too nervous when you see my parents, an ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws... Well, that's probably what it means."

Bai Yunqi, who was so disturbed by his unintentional few words, asked dryly, "What do you mean?"

Is there a problem with this child's Chinese reading comprehension ability?

Wen Hai looked at him sadly and amusedly, and said, "I just want to praise you for being handsome."

Bai Yunqi frowned, grabbed Wen Hai's hand that was pulling out the car keys, and moved towards him in a mysterious way, barely stopping at a position less than five centimeters away from him, opened his mouth in vain, but couldn't squeeze it out. one word.

Wen Hai first glanced at him vigilantly out of professional habits, then leaned back a little uncomfortably, pulling some distance between the two of them, "What are you doing?"

"True dear?" Bai Yunqi uttered a sentence without thinking. Before the last word landed, it seemed that he had been greatly frightened. red.

Wen Hai, who seemed to be molested anyway, was inexplicably wronged, quickly licked his lower lip, and forced himself to smile and said, "Why are you so stubborn, kid... Sigh... go on, they should be in a hurry .”

After speaking, he pulled out the key at the same speed as catching a prisoner, got out of the car and ran away first.

Bai Yunqi, who got out of the car behind Wen Hai, was annoyed at the short circuit just a few seconds ago, and then looked at the back of the person walking in front suspiciously—was the tip of Wen Hai's ears red?

He blinked and followed quickly.

As soon as the door was opened, a female voice with a southern accent said softly inside: "Xiao Hai, did you buy the vegetables I asked you to buy? The people living in this house are really worse than mice."

Humans who are not as good as mice, Wen Hai is not ashamed: "How do you say?"

The woman said casually: "The mouse also knows how to stockpile some rice so that it won't starve to death. You are so good, you have stockpiled two plastic bags of potato chips."

The potato chip-loving mouse, Bai Yunqi, took a step back silently, and was grabbed by the long-eyed Wen Hai from the back of his head.

"This is..." Only then did the woman notice Bai Yunqi, who had been holding herself back all the time, showing a gentle and decent smile, "This is Xiaoqi, right... Xiaohai, why didn't you introduce yourself earlier, come here and let Auntie see look."

Wen Hai: "I can't hear you praising your own son, little mouse...Xiao Qi, this is my mother, not a famous fashion designer, Ms. Yan Wanyan."

Yan Wan glared at him reproachfully, ignored her own son, and took Bai Yunqi's hand. The woman's strength is very small, her fingers are slender and soft, her skin is fair and delicate, and her hands are as real as catkins—it's not unusual at first glance. Do housework.This strange touch made him flinch involuntarily, but he forced himself to keep his hand in the woman's palm. He looked down at the string of jade Buddha beads on the woman's white wrist, and gradually smelled a faint fragrance of flowers. , not like roses or jasmine, just like a woman's own temperament, with a sense of dust in the spring and snow.

"How old are you? Where do you go to school?" Yan Wan completely forgot about her son at the door of the house, and pulled Bai Yunqi to ask for warmth. After the two sat on the sofa, they still didn't forget to peel an apple for him—Wen Hai never When buying fruit, it is estimated that they brought it now.

"It's almost nineteen... in, in the city's No. [-] Middle School." Unaccustomed to this kind of occasion, Bai Yunqi looked dumbfounded, asked what to answer, and didn't notice that a peeled apple was stuffed in his hand, the flesh was plump and translucent , really no amount of saccharin coloring can compare to the most natural fruity aroma.

Yan Wan said with a smile: "It's hard for you to live with Xiao Hai, that child, if you don't make the person who lives with him die, you'll be able to do it." She patted the back of Bai Yunqi's hand lightly, "If he bullies You tell auntie, and auntie will help you."

As she spoke, she noticed the fine scars on Bai Yunqi's hands, frowned slightly, and gave the child a distressed look.

Bai Yunqi withdrew his hand suddenly, put his hand on the jeans uncomfortably, rubbed it to cover up, and stopped just as he made a movement.

"Look, I'm busy talking." Yan Wan chuckled and changed the subject, "Before I came, I asked Xiao Hai about your height and bought you some clothes. Go and try them on." She took the clothes beside her. A few paper bags, "I don't know what brand you like to wear, these are what Xiao Hai liked to wear when he was your age, go and try... Oh, Zefeng, look, this kid has a really good frame , is really a clothes hanger."

Wen Zefeng, who was talking to Wen Hai at the side, switched from unsmiling to amiable in a second, and echoed: "Really, shoulders are wide and legs are long, and clothes hold up, but they are too thin...Wen Hai, when the Bai family raised you, they took you Feed fat and fat, look at how you brought other people's children."

The "white and fat" Wen Hai remained silent, saying that he and his wife and slaves could not communicate.

Bai Yunqi was reluctant to be driven by Wen Hai's eyes to change clothes in the study room. As soon as the study door was closed, the atmosphere of the three people staying in the living room suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Wen Hai drank plain water without saying a word, and suddenly became very interested in the pattern of the solid-color fabric sofa.

Wen Zefeng said in a deep voice: "I have seen the serial robbery case you were in charge of before, and you can obviously declare it personally..."

"Not interested." Wen Hai said lightly.

Wen Zefeng followed his words: "Start a family and start a career. If you are not interested in starting a career, then you are probably in a hurry to start a family."

"..." Where is this all?Is it so unconventional to set people up now?

Yan Wan tried to smooth things over: "My child is busy with work, let's talk about it when I'm free for a while."

"After this period of work, there will be another period. How long can he procrastinate?" Wen Zefeng had a rare tough attitude towards his wife, "Besides, what are you busy with? Your education, qualifications and ability are a little bit If you don’t manage your mind, you won’t be able to be ordered around here day and night.”

"En." Wen Hai nodded.

Wen Zefeng: "Hmm what?"

"I see."

Wen Zefeng's face darkened, as if he was angry.

Seeing that she couldn't be persuaded anymore, Yan Wan sighed secretly, got up and said, "I'll cook, Xiao Hai, come and help me when you're done."

Wen Hai nodded, but turned his gaze to the study——Bo Yunqi couldn't change clothes so slowly, he must have deliberately hid in the study and refused to come out.

"It's fine if you don't come out." Wen Hai thought to himself, "I won't be ashamed and conspicuous in front of the brat."