Overwinter

Zhang Yu had returned to China, and when Wen Yan knew about it, he had already arrived at the train station in the town where Wen Yan was located.

After taking a taxi to the train station to pick him up, Wen Yan could see Young Master Zhang frowning under the sun with an irritable expression from a distance.

"Why is it so slow?" Zhang Yu saw Wen Yan, let go of the suitcase, ran to him in two steps while complaining, and gave Wen Yan a bear hug, "Why are you so skinny?"

Wen Yan also hugged him back, the old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time made Wen Yan's smile unable to dissipate from his brows and eyes.

"When I received your call, I went to the Academic Affairs Office to ask for leave, and I found a teacher to take over the class before I came out. Who told you not to tell me in advance, so suddenly I arrived."

"If I tell you, can you let me come?" Zhang Yu followed Wen Yan into the taxi. He was wearing a trendy card, and he looked bright and cheerful. He seemed to be living a happy life.

"You don't even have a high-speed rail in this place." Changyu complained.

Wen Yan said, "There is a high-speed rail, but the high-speed rail station is far away."

"Are you on vacation? Why did you come back suddenly?"

When Zhang Yu mentioned this, his head hurt: "I was arrested by my father, and he said that he would not let me continue to study. I caused too many things outside, and he couldn't bear it anymore."

Wen Yan was a little surprised: "What are you doing?"

"Nothing."

Zhang Yu scratched his hair, Wen Yan said that this person is quiet and obedient, if he knew that he chopped off someone's hand while gambling outside, he would probably be shocked, there is no need to tell him.

"Are you still running around after I got you back?" Wen Yan asked.

"Hasn't it been a long time since I saw you? Come and see you, can't you?"

Wen Yan smiled and said, "Okay, it's fine to stay for a while."

Wen Yan only took the morning off. He had to go to class in the afternoon and watch after school. There were a lot of things to do. After sending Zhang Yu home, he took a taxi back to school and continued to work.

The pampered Young Master Zhang looked around Wen Yan's small house with disgust, and shook his head with a tsk sound. He was exhausted from catching the train, so he took off his coat, lay down on Wen Yan's bed, and fell asleep immediately.

Song Zhuangtong was quite surprised when he learned that Wen Yan had guests at home in the car.

"I haven't heard you talk about this friend before."

"It's been a long time since I saw him, and he came here suddenly." Wen Yan said.

Song Zhuangtong parked the car firmly downstairs of Wen Yan's house, and said, "Okay, then you guys have a good catch up today."

Wen Yan unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, and said, "Thank you, I will trouble you to take me back every day."

Song Zhuangtong nodded: "It's on the way."

Staring at Wen Yan until his back disappeared from sight, Song Zhuangtong looked up at the indoor light in a familiar position, and frowned slightly.

Zhang Yu was already awake when Wen Yan entered the room. He was leaning on the bed and playing with his mobile phone. Wen Yan frowned and asked, "You slept in my bed without taking a shower?"

Zhang Yu yawned and said, "I can't help it, I'm too sleepy."

Wen Yan picked up the clothes he threw on the ground and threw them into the laundry basket.Zhang Yu put away the phone, looked at Wen Yan's serious profile, and asked tentatively, "Wen Yan, how is your health recently?"

Wen Yan made a movement in his hands.

"It's good, why are you asking this?"

"Then why do you have a drawer of medicine?" Zhang Yu asked.

Wen Yan looked up at him, Zhang Yu hurriedly raised his hand: "I just wanted to find a charger, and I accidentally saw it."

Wen Yan withdrew his gaze, and said in a low voice, "The car accident was quite serious, and it's normal to have some sequelae."

"Have you checked it? What are the sequelae?" Zhang Yu asked urgently.

Wen Yan squinted at him.

"Don't make a fuss, it's not a big deal, am I living a good life now?"

"Damn it." Zhang Yu turned around the room twice depressedly, "Zhou Yuanbai is such a bastard, why the hell didn't I kill him?"

The familiar name gave Wen Yan a pause. He had expected it since Zhang Yu called, and he would inevitably be driven to recall the past. He took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Why did you mention him to me?"

Zhang Yu sighed and said, "Okay, don't mention him, I just ordered a takeaway, and there are very few places to eat near your place, so I don't think there is anything delicious."

Naturally, the conditions in the town were not as good as those in the city. It happened that the next day was the weekend, so Wen Yan took Changyu around for a few laps.When he learned that Wen Yan was still commuting to get off work by bicycle, Zhang Yu didn't understand very much.

"Why do you still use such an old-fashioned means of transportation?" He looked at Wen Yan, "Do you have no money to buy a car?"

Wen Yan gave him a blank look: "I don't want to drive anymore."

"I think you are afraid of driving because of the aftermath of the car accident. Although your place is not big, you can't keep walking around on a bicycle. It's hot in summer and cold in winter. Can your small body handle it?" Changyu said. With a big wave of his hand, "Go, I'll buy you a car."

Wen Yan was amused by his rich young master's appearance.

"Come on you."

Zhang Yu put his arm around Wen Yan's neck, locked him up, and said, "I'm not kidding you, my dad unlocked all the bank cards that were frozen before, and now I have money."

It was Zhou Mengmeng who discovered Wen Yan first. She was biting a lollipop at the front desk and watching Song Zhuangtong repairing the car. From a distance, she saw Wen Yan walking side by side with a strange man, who kept approaching the shop while talking. .

"Hey, isn't that Teacher Wen?"

Song Zhuangtong looked up, his eyes became sharp instantly.

This should be Wen Yan's friend, who is closer to Wen Yan than he imagined.

Song Zhuangtong put down the work in his hands and went up to meet him.His gaze swept around Zhang Yu, then fell on Wen Yan, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"This is Song Zhuangtong, the friend I told you about." Wen Yan introduced, "This is Zhang Yu, who came to see me yesterday."

Zhang Yu stretched out his hand to say hello to him, Song Zhuangtong raised his hand and said, "Hands are dirty, don't shake them anymore."

Zhang Yu nodded in embarrassment, and whispered to Wen Yan, "Your friend is a bit fierce."

Wen Yan squinted at him: "Where is the fierceness? Can you stop judging people by their appearance."

"Sit down for a while, and I'll go clean it up."

Song Zhuangtong also changed his clothes and came out, Zhang Yu had already led Wen Yan to test drive in the test drive car.Song Zhuangtong walked over suspiciously, put one hand on the window of the passenger seat, and asked Wen Yan, "Your friend wants to buy a car?"

"He said buy it for me."

Song Zhuangtong froze for a moment: "Buy it for you?"

Wen Yan said helplessly: "If you don't buy it, let him make trouble for a while."

Song Zhuangtong looked down at the people in the car and said, "You don't need to buy a car, I'll be your driver."

His voice was very low, and his earnest demeanor moved Wen Yan's heart slightly. He really wanted to pat Zhang Yu, who was addicted to listening to the car introduction, and tell him that Song Zhuangtong was really not fierce.

Wen Yan smiled with eyes wide open, and said, "That's right, I'm too lazy to drive, anyway, I'll find you if I need something, and let you be my driver."

Zhang Yu watched the car for a long time, but was still rejected by Wen Yan.

"Let's have dinner together tonight."

"Where is Song Jing? Is Auntie here today?" Wen Yan asked.

Song Zhuangtong nodded: "Yes, let him write his homework before going out, but he probably went to play with building blocks long ago."

Zhang Yu was a little surprised: "Brother Song already has children?"

Song Zhuangtong paused when he opened the door, looked at Zhang Yu, as if he wanted to say something, but then remained silent for a long time.

"Ah."

"Yingnian early marriage, this is it." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

Wen Yan elbowed him: "Stop saying a few words, please."

Zhang Yu is not a man who doesn't talk too much, he has always talked a lot, and he can chat with anyone, even Song Zhuangtong, who was evaluated by him as a bit fierce at the beginning, gradually showed his interest in the topic The look of interest.

The more Zhang Yu talked, the more he talked, especially the interested eyes of Song Zhuangtong, which made him even more eager to talk, from Wen Yan's diaper pocket when he was a child, to Wen Yan's nervousness after being confessed by a girl in the same class in junior high school. Fall down the stairs.

"Wen Yan used to say that he would have a child for the football team, because he likes children the most."

Wen Yan couldn't bear it anymore, gritted his teeth and asked, "When did I say that?"

Song Zhuangtong was also happy, and said with a smile: "A football team? That's a little bit confident."

"That's bursting with self-confidence. If he hadn't been thin-skinned when he was young, I would have laughed at him that he might not have the strength to start a football team with his stature."

"Fuck you."

Teacher Wen, who hadn't sweared for a long time, blurted out a swear word, and pinched Changyu's thigh with his hands under the table.

"Shut up you."