flammable relationship

"The object of the spring dream?" Liu Yingchao had a bad intuition, sacrificed herself to save her life, and coughed to smooth things over, "Then what can I say, everyone is similar, it's nothing more than the teachers in the online disk, all styles are available Can be combined freely. Change one for another, and change for something with technical content.”

"Who is similar to you." Jiang Quan's idiot has no eyesight at all, and he is still enthusiastic, "If you think about it with your toes, you know that Wei Ran's aesthetics are absolutely different from yours."

Liu Yingchao was indignant: "Brother, who are you blaming? Ask Brother Ran, doesn't he like long legs, big busts and small waists?"

Wei Ran ignored him and said, "I choose Big Adventure."

Liu Yingchao is stuck, is this question difficult to answer?Or is it that Wei Ran, as a god of learning, has very high self-demand and has broken away from the low-level tastes of normal men?

"Okay, then take a big risk." Song Yu was born with a naive round face, and put on ordinary black-rimmed glasses, which is especially suitable for the role of a peacemaker. He took out a deck of cards and folded them face down. In one place, "Smoking Brother Ran, life and death are up to you, wealth and honor are in the sky."

Wei Jinli's right eyelid twitched, always feeling that he was going to be tricked, and with a twitch, he drew a red heart K.In the corner, a short-haired girl with big eyes stood up ecstatically, wearing a red plaid beret.Wei Ran has a little impression of this girl. She is the president of the school's literature club. Every time she takes an exam, her composition is taken out as a model, and each class reads it in turn.

Sister Bai Lei was very excited, jumped out quickly, handed the small note to the host, turned her head and smiled at Wei Ran: "I finally got me, otherwise I really wasted this fun idea."

Not only Wei Ran, but all the people in the box felt that Wei Jinli's posture for drawing cards must be wrong after hearing this.

"Okay, then let's see what kind of thrilling adventure the president of the literary club with a clear mind can come up with..." Song Yu twitched the corners of his mouth with a smile on his face, and then word by word Slowly read the contents of the note, "Adventurers, please call the class teacher anonymously, and ask for the standard example sentences including but not limited to the following."

The word head teacher was highlighted, and Wei Ran raised his eyes to look over. Song Yu was reading well, but suddenly his voice trembled, and he felt a cold gaze on him, which aroused goosebumps all over his body.

After the example sentence was finished, the box fell into a strange silence. Two seconds later, the silence cracked. With a sound of "I rely on", the men and women exploded in an instant, all of them looked excited, as if they were brothers getting angry and preparing to make trouble.

"I didn't expect this young lady to be a werewolf, disrespectful and disrespectful."

"Don't say anything, I'm really looking forward to it."

"It's too bad, you white-eyed wolves, is it really good to mess with old Fu like this?"

"Aren't you curious about Teacher Fu's reaction? Hahahahaha, after being single for 30 years, it's hard to be spotted by someone, and it's actually a fucking man! The picture is so beautiful, so I'm curious! Aren't you curious?"

"I'm curious, do you think Wei Ran is someone who can say those sour words? Don't be ridiculous, he will definitely turn around and talk about the object of the sex dream. That is obviously much simpler."

"It's true. If you want me, I'll be cowardly. It's too wicked."

Wei Ran: "Okay."

The private room was as silent as a grave again, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard. After being shocked, everyone began to wonder who exactly was the object of Brother Ran's erotic dreams, so he couldn't see the light.

Wei Ran didn't think too much about it. He drank some wine at the moment, and his body and consciousness were a little excited.The four words of wine, courage and courage are true. He has never missed Fu Yiheng so urgently for a minute like now. What kind of form, or even what the specific content says is not very concerned.He just wanted to find an excuse, crappy, or high-level, at least it could prompt him to press the string of numbers that he had been familiar with for a long time.

This thought has been wandering in my mind since I left the examination room.

Now that the opportunity is falling from the sky, why not do it?

Under the small eyes of many watching the excitement, Song Yu stuffed Wei Ran with a note and a mobile phone. The mobile phone belonged to a classmate in the liberal arts class, to ensure that Fu Yiheng did not know who the caller was.

Wei Ran pressed the string of numbers. Alcohol may have affected the stability of the nerve center to some extent, and his fingers were a little uncontrollable. The green call button was so conspicuous that it took three times to press it correctly.

Just after pressing the button, Song Yu took the phone with his probe, pressed the hands-free button, and turned the call volume to the highest level before returning it.

The beeping before the connection was too long to be unbearable, Wei Ran put the phone on the table, squinted at the darkened screen, opened a bottle of beer, and took a few sips.

The cold wine entered his throat, and the restless mood calmed down a lot.

Seeing that a whole bottle of beer was about to run out, the beeping continued, and the students present sighed with difficulty concealing their disappointment.

Liu Yingchao suggested at the right time, winking wildly at Song Yu: "It's so late, Mr. Fu may have already gone to bed, or forget it, and don't disturb his old man's rest."

"Yes, yes." Song Yu connected seamlessly and cooperated very tacitly, "Why don't you change your contact person?"

As he said that, he reached out to grab the phone to cut off the call, but Wei Ran raised his arm to block it, his lips squirmed, and before his vocal cords vibrated for any decent reason, the beeping stopped abruptly.

Picked up on the opposite side.

Immediately there was a nervous and excited sound of breathing in the box, and they looked at each other to signal the people around them to stop fucking talking, and whoever revealed their secrets would be beheaded and stewed.

The connection was connected, but the other party never asked any questions.Some daring ones couldn't help poking Wei Ran, Wei Ran was a little dazed, and then he reacted, deliberately lowered his voice, and greeted first: "Fu Yiheng?"

Damn, when he came up, he called him by his first name without saying anything, and he was so natural and unaffected. He was very good, crazy and entertaining, and the audience gave him a thumbs up.

After a few seconds of silence, he replied, "Huh?"

With a deep tiredness and a nasal voice, a little hoarse, as lazy as a cat lying down and dozing in the afternoon sun.

The tail tune rose slightly, and the cat stretched out its paw, intentionally or unintentionally scratching the person who teased it.

Wei Ran's young heart couldn't bear it, and was immediately soaked in warm water, making it moist and soft, floating like a sponge.

"Say it, tell it quickly..." The people around mobilized their mouths, and Liu Yingchao was the most enthusiastic among them.

Wei Ran took a deep breath, his full lungs expanded his chest, which gave him unnecessary courage.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, there are no stars." He opened his voice heavily.The beating in his chest had long covered all the noises around him, and his eardrums were vibrating like drums, so that he could barely hear what he was saying. There is a lot of traffic. I am alone, carrying many joys, many sorrows, many resentments, many rages, and I am out of breath. The world is noisy, and the wind is also noisy. I walked through the noise, sometimes strong, sometimes cowardly, but overall It’s like a pool of stagnant water. Until one day, I met you in the crowd, and my heart was noisy—”

"It's making a lot of noise, saying it wants you crazy."

He said slowly, with no obvious turmoil in his tone, it was only a little better than the script, but there was a strange magic that made people mistaken for affection.

This line is really too sour, and many male compatriots present exaggeratedly raised their cheeks, fearing that their teeth would become sour, while the girls looked intoxicated, smiling with their aunts behind them, staring at this new male god, fantasizing about this magnetic character The earthy love story is for yourself.

Wei Ran may not have noticed it himself, but when he said the words "want you crazily", he couldn't hide the affection between his brows and eyes, almost giving away his feet.Others only said that this brother is very handy in pretending to be an affectionate person, and he must have been teasing girls a lot. Who would have thought that he would use the topic to make use of it and secretly reveal his feelings?

This is not over yet, the president of the literature club may be a collector of local love stories, and the more sour ones are yet to come.

"Life is short, time is precious, I am very stingy, I just want to spend time with you alone."

"You've been particularly annoying recently, you're likable, and you never get tired of watching it."

"Because of your appearance, I have forgiven all the difficulties that my life has made for me. Don't leave, I am afraid that the road ahead will be too difficult."

"Don't leave...please..."

Wei Ran lowered his head, resting one hand on the back of his neck and rubbing it slowly, while the other hand was holding a beer bottle on his lap. In the dark green bottle, a small half of the bottle was dangling non-stop, under the light of the ktv There was a shimmer of light under the ball.No one can see Wei Ran's face clearly, just like no one can hear the surging undercurrent in his hoarse and deep voice.

Even Liu Yingchao, who knew him best, was just a little surprised.Surprisingly, he, Brother Ran, can actually speak with this kind of metal subwoofer that fascinates thousands of girls. Which octave is lower than usual?It's a complete change of voice!

The hardware conditions are so insane, it really depends on the ability alone.

Heavyweight nuclear bombs were dropped here one after another, and the other side of the phone was always as calm as stagnant water. If it weren't for the faint sound of intermittent gasps, this group of students full of bad stomachs would have thought that Teacher Fu had fallen asleep.

After reading, there was a long 2 minutes of silence. While everyone was looking at each other, Fu Yiheng finally gave some reaction, which successfully made everyone's expressions change, and they panicked like old dogs.

"Wei Ran, are you free?"

Found out!

Wei Ran raised his head suddenly, surprise flashed in his brown eyes, just as he was about to answer, the guilty Song Yu snatched the phone away, hurriedly pressed the end button, and took a deep breath: " Oh my god, the voice has become like this, old Fu can also recognize it? Brother Ran, you are very familiar with the head teacher? No, I don’t usually see you saying a few words, it’s so fucking evil..."

Originally, I wanted to see the teacher get embarrassed, but it turned out that the teacher was too shrewd, and the students were a little bit embarrassed at the moment, and looked at Wei Ran with pity and apology after they stopped eating.After all, the big guy came up with the idea, he is the executor, and now he has been blatantly pointed out, if he is going to be unlucky, Fu Yiheng will only find him alone.

"Then what... Wei Ran, I think you should explain it to Teacher Fu, and the teacher will understand you." The instigator of this idea, Sister Bai Lei, stood up, "How about I explain it for you... Eh, you want to go?"

Wei Ran put down the wine bottle, didn't say a word, picked up his backpack and ran out in a hurry, Liu Yingchao was standing by the door, and didn't stop him all at once.

"There is something, you guys play."

After he left a sentence, he walked in a hurry, his brows were furrowed, his lips were pursed, looking like he was in a hurry.

"Well... is he angry?" Song Yu asked.

"Impossible, he's not such a person who can't take jokes." Liu Yingchao scratched her head, and found that everyone in the private room was looking at him, staring impatiently, "Why are you looking at me? I don't have a surname."

Besides, Wei Ran has become increasingly cloudy and uncertain recently. Even if his real surname is "Roundbar", he can't guess what this dog is thinking about all day long.

Wei Ran rushed out of the ktv, spent a lot of money on the street, hailed a taxi, and went straight to Fu Yiheng's house.

In the phone call just now, although Fu Yiheng only spoke a total of six words, Wei Ran was sensitive to the fact that something was wrong.This was an inexplicable intuition, and no one would believe it. He could hear Fu Yiheng's weakness, thinness, and strong spirit from just two short sentences.

The taxi was rushed, and he used his mobile phone to call, but the busy tone ended without exception. The gentle and generous female voice repeated "the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered", which makes people suspect that the other party is It's not that I dragged my contact information into the blacklist in a fit of anger.

Obviously not possible.

Fu Yiheng has never done everything right.

Fear seized all of Wei Ran's consciousness at once, and all kinds of terrible conjectures flooded in.He gripped the phone tightly, dripping sweat from his palms. If a person has a soul, even his soul is trembling violently at this moment.

It's okay, he kept telling himself, that person might just fall asleep or mute the phone, or go to the bathroom to take a shower and the phone is not with him for a while, nothing will happen, definitely not, he is purely worrying.

Teacher Fu is old enough to take good care of himself.

But caring is chaotic. As long as there is a slight negative possibility, people who are used to predicting the worst outcome in advance will inevitably get into the horns and scare themselves half to death.

What's worse, Wei Ran also had this intuition on the day Wei Moli died.

The author has something to say: the estimate failed, and the "you understand" part was not written, see you in the next chapter.

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