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Feng Zhangyang, who was sitting in the back seat, was very quiet until Zhou Xiaohui exhausted all her energy after drinking, stopped talking, and her breathing gradually slowed down in the passenger seat, Feng Zhangyang asked in a low voice: "Sister, is sister Xiaohui drunk? "

"Ah."

"Why is she drinking?" Feng Zhangyang couldn't understand.He has seen his parents get drunk many times, vicious, throwing cups and kicking, father slaps mother when they disagree with each other, and mother scratches father's face to pieces. Hiding in his own small room, the door was secretly opened a crack, watching the parents in the living room roaring and fighting each other like two beasts, not daring to breathe, for fear of angering them, they ran up to beat themselves.

It's not like this never happened.

So Feng Zhangyang is very afraid of drunk adults, and he is also afraid of alcohol. He is not old enough to understand the magic power of this bitter and spicy thing, which makes people crazy and obsessed.

Feng Yu said, "She is in a bad mood."

"I'm in a bad mood, can't I drink juice?" Feng Zhangyang is still young and has his own worries. When he is sad, he likes to drink fruit juice. The flavors of grapes and strawberries are sour and sweet. The sweetness on the tip of his tongue will relieve his troubles. Not much, but the wine is so bitter, isn't it more sad to drink it in your mouth?

Feng Yu didn't answer his question again.

The relationship between Feng Yu and Feng Zhangyang is not close. Feng Yu was already ten years old when Feng Zhangyang was born. The girl’s thoughts began to sprout, and it was the age when she was most caring and possessive towards her parents. The birth of her younger brother took away her parents’ full attention and attention. Caring for love, Feng Yu only remembers that on the day his younger brother was born, his father rushed to take his mother to the hospital, and they spent the next week in the hospital. During that whole week, his father only occasionally went home to fetch daily necessities for his mother and newborn brother. , and no one thought about whether ten-year-old Feng Yu would have food at home alone.

Father occasionally came back several times and left in a hurry. Feng Yu once heard him call relatives at home to announce the good news. With a smile on his face, he kept saying: "My wife gave birth to a big fat son! Old Feng's family has Later."

Before Feng Yu met this younger brother, he had already started to hate him.

When Feng Zhangyang started to remember things, Feng Yu had already attended middle school, moved to school boarding, never went home on weekends, and used study as an excuse to rent a house near the school during winter and summer vacations, and his relationship with his parents had faded, not to mention this The younger brother who didn't say a few words, if it weren't for the change in their parents' relationship, Feng Yu might still not return to this home where he hasn't lived for two days.

Feng Yu's family affection for Feng Zhangyang is weak, and Feng Zhangyang was also afraid of this strange elder sister since he was a child. The elder sister always looked at him coldly, and the child was sharp, so he immediately knew that his elder sister didn't like him, so every time Feng Yu came home, Feng Zhangyang could basically hide Never come out of his room.

However, after their parents fell out, Feng Yu became Feng Zhangyang's only support. The relationship between parents was on thin ice. Feng Zhangyang could tell that they both thought they were a burden and didn't want him. On the public bench in the corridor, there are many relatives around, those on the father’s side and those on the mother’s side, gossiping and arguing endlessly, and no one cares about Feng Zhangyang. Only then did she let go of her heart, and she buried herself in her sister's arms and cried.This is probably the power of blood relationship. In critical situations, the only one who can reassure Feng Zhangyang is his sister.

Feng Zhangyang has seen his parents' viciousness after drinking alcohol, and today he saw Zhou Xiaohui drunk and crazy, and he was afraid that Feng Yu would become like that, "Sister, do you like drinking too?"

Feng Yu said, "I don't like it."

"That's good." Feng Zhangyang was relieved, "Sister, drinking is not good."

"Ah."

Feng Yujie takes care of herself, drinking, smoking, and playing cards. These are necessary social skills, which she has mastered but not addicted to.

She does not drink or smoke, and never stays up late unless necessary. She is a person with strong self-control, and her schedule is as regular as a machine.She doesn't like things beyond her grasp, nor does she like to be at the mercy of any |addictive substances.

And the only person in this world beyond her control is Zhou Xiaohui, and the only one who makes her addicted is Zhou Xiaohui.

……

Feng Yu often came to Zhou Xiaohui's family. She stayed at Zhou Xiaohui's house even more than her own home, and she was more familiar with Zhou Xiaohui's family than her own home. Zhou Xiaohui was born in an ordinary well-off family. They are all very kind elders. As the only child, Zhou Xiaohui enjoyed all their love. Even Feng Yu, as Zhou Xiaohui's best friend, received a lot of care from Zhou's father and Zhou mother, more than Feng Yu's own parents gave her.

Feng Yu carried Zhou Xiaohui up to the fourth floor. At midnight, it was not safe for Feng Zhangyang to be alone in the car, so Feng Yu brought him up with him. Before coming, Feng Yu had called Zhou's father and Zhou's mother in advance, and Zhou's mother was ready early. After eating supper and hangover soup, Zhou's father opened the door for Feng Yu, helped Feng Yu to bring Zhou Xiaohui in, put her on her bed, and thanked her repeatedly, "Xiaoyu, I'm so sorry, you have to work hard to send Xiaohui back in the middle of the night." .” Father Zhou looked at his watch, it was already three o’clock in the morning.

Feng Yu smiled and said, "Uncle, you're welcome, Xiaohui has already been sent back, it's getting late, I'm leaving first."

"Leave so soon?" Zhou's mother chased out from the kitchen, "Xiaoyu, eat something before leaving. I cooked some wontons, which were made at night and are very fresh." Zhou's mother saw Feng Yu standing behind her. The little boy, seven or eight years old, has a thick head and a thick head, but he looks a little timid. The elders at her age like children, so they bent down kindly, "Who is this kid? Why have I never seen it before?"

"Auntie, this is my younger brother, named Yangyang." Feng Yu brought Feng Zhangyang out from behind, "Yangyang, call me Auntie."

Feng Zhangyang said timidly, "Hello, Auntie, I'm Yangyang."

"Oh, Yangyang is so good." Mother Zhou stroked his head, "How old is Yangyang this year?"

"Eight years old."

"Auntie made fresh meat wontons. Is Yangyang hungry? Do you want to have supper at Auntie's house?"

Feng Zhangyang had dinner at seven o'clock in the evening. The child had a small appetite and didn't eat much for dinner. After another night of tossing, he was already hungry. He swallowed when he heard the fresh meat wonton, but he didn't dare to agree privately. He looked at Feng Yu and asked for her opinion.

Feng Yu said: "Yangyang, why don't you hurry up and thank Auntie."

Feng Zhangyang grinned, he was in the period of changing his teeth, his front tooth was missing, and his smile leaked air, Zhou's mother loved him even more.

Mother Zhou filled a large bowl of wontons for Feng Zhangyang, and she also wanted to serve another bowl for Feng Yu. Feng Yu knew that Feng Zhangyang couldn’t eat that much, and it’s always bad to leave leftovers at other people’s homes, so she didn’t let Zhou’s mother serve any more. Scooped half of the bowl, ate it with Feng Zhangyang, and took him to leave.

Zhou's mother is very good at cooking, Feng Zhangyang is still satisfied with eating, touching his chubby belly and licking his lips, Zhou's mother can see it, so when they left, Zhou's mother specially packed a box full of raw wontons in a fresh-keeping box and brought it to Feng Yu Go back and ask her to cook it for Feng Zhangyang for breakfast tomorrow morning.

……

It was four o'clock when Feng Yu got home, and he only slept for two hours. He woke up at seven o'clock in the morning. After Feng Zhangyang arrived at the school, Feng Yu called Zhou Xiaohui.

More than a dozen phone calls, none of which were answered.

This day was the day when the first-year students were reporting, so there must have been a lot of people. It was late and I didn’t know what time to line up. Feng Yu put away her mobile phone, and the electric car turned around and drove directly to Zhou Xiaohui’s house to pick up people.

When they arrived at Zhou Xiaohui's house, Zhou's father had already gone to work, and Zhou's mother opened the door for Feng Yu. When she saw Feng Yu, the nervous expression on her face suddenly relaxed, "Xiaoyu, you came just in time, help Auntie call Xiaohui, you It's the first day of school, no matter how you call it, you can't wake her up, so why not be late on the first day, it will leave a bad impression on the teachers and classmates."

"Okay, Auntie, make breakfast first, and I'll call her."

"That's good, that's good, thank you Xiaoyu." Mother Zhou went to the kitchen.

Feng Yu entered Zhou Xiaohui's room, lifted her quilt without saying a word, carried her to the bathroom like a chicken, and greeted her face with a towel soaked in cold water.

Zhou Xiaohui suddenly woke up with a sudden chill, and impatiently pushed the hand that was holding her, "Mom, I told you to sleep for another 5 minutes, are you bothered..."

"If you dare to sleep, I will take you directly to school, so that your future classmates can also see your dignity."

Zhou Xiaohui closed her eyes to hear this person's voice clearly, and opened her eyes with a jerk. After opening her eyes, she first smiled at Feng Yu, "Feng Yu, good morning." Feng Yu was still having conflicts, with a serious look on his face, he deliberately snorted, "What else are you doing here? Aren't you going to accompany Fang Yuanyuan?"

At the beginning of college, Feng Yu and Zhou Xiaohui were no longer in the same class, nor did they sleep in the same room. Fang Yuanyuan was Feng Yu’s classmate, and she met Feng Yu in the youth training camp of Jinling University. After the class and dormitory list came out, it was discovered that they were so destined. , in the same class and sleeping together, Fang Yuanyuan and Feng Yu became close. They often asked Feng Yu to have dinner together, climb mountains and watch movies together, and they all made appointments alone. The meaning of inviting Zhou Xiaohui made Zhou Xiaohui feel strange.

Zhou Xiaohui and Feng Yu have been inseparable from elementary school to the end of the college entrance examination, and no one has ever stepped in between them. They fell into a circle like sister Lin who fell from the sky. She has fair skin and beautiful long legs. She has a good personality and is gentle and gentle. Soft, looking at Feng Yu's eyes are always watery, soft and touching, Zhou Xiaohui doesn't like it no matter how she sees it.

She always felt that there was something wrong between Feng Yu and Fang Yuanyuan, but what was wrong?Zhou Xiaohui couldn't say, but she only knew that Feng Yu was a wooden man who couldn't even refuse Fang Yuanyuan's invitation. He went to eat when he asked her to eat, and went to climb a mountain when he asked her to climb a mountain. nothing.

Feng Yu didn't frown when Zhou Xiaohui mentioned Fang Yuanyuan, and said as if nothing had happened: "Take a shower, then come out to eat, report today, if you go late, you have to wait in line."

"I won't." Zhou Xiaohui thought that she and Feng Yu were still in a cold war, she couldn't lose face, and refused, "Who are you? Why do you interfere in my life? You think I'm Fang Yuanyuan to you Obedience?"

"You don't listen to me, so I have to help you wash it." Feng Yu never talked nonsense, said "help" and "helped", and reached out to pick Zhou Xiaohui's clothes.