I have time

Yan Yu was startled, and quickly leaned over to look out the window. The boy fell on all fours. His figure was slender, and a strong waist was exposed between the hem of his clothes, which was blown up by the wind. The green brick road outside the wall.

Not too good, if you fall from such a height, even if you don't die, you will have to break a few bones, right?It hurts just to hear the sound...

The boy rolling on the side of the road huddled into a ball, Yan Yu counted 30 in his heart and he still didn't move.

Uncle Chang probably hasn't noticed it yet, otherwise the lights in the corner room would be the first to turn on, and he would definitely come out with his clothes on to check.

Yan Yu turned around and went downstairs lightly, opened the locked door, walked out of the corridor and ran towards the courtyard wall near the path.

"Are you okay?" He squatted down across the iron fence, raised his hand and tore some vines away. The bristly stems of the plants scratched the skin and it hurt and itched, but he didn't care about it right now.

The boy lying outside moved, and then slowly raised his arms and half-kneeled on the ground. In the dark, Yan Yu couldn't see whether he was bleeding or not, but seeing that he could still make these movements without baring his teeth and howling, don't worry. A lot, the fracture should be unable to move.

The boy turned his head to look over, his dark pupils were hidden in the shadow of his browbones, revealing a firm jaw.

He gasped for breath, slowed down for a while and slowly changed his posture, and sat down against the acacia tree that hurt each other with him just now, with one leg stretched straight forward, the other leg probably wasn't very good, and was circled by him Rub in the arms.

The hard bones supplemented by Su Xianghui's three meals a day with meat and meat are still strong at critical moments, and there is no calcium deficiency.

Yi Chengfeng felt that all the bones in his body were probably still in order, but his right leg sprained because of the wrong landing position, and it hurt a little.

He raised his eyes to look at Yan Yu again, God, who the hell is full of food and spreads feudal superstition nonsense, have the eighteen generations of your ancestors seen such a beautiful monster?

"Are you injured?" Seeing that he didn't respond, Yan Yu wondered if he had a problem with his head, or just broke his head, otherwise what kind of expression is this?

Only then did Yi Chengfeng come to his senses, and quickly waved his hands, "No, I didn't, it's okay."

As he was talking, he suddenly felt a heat in his nasal cavity, and some liquid flowed out. He raised his hand to wipe it, and even wiped the blood red on the back of his hand.

This kind of plot is often seen in martial arts novels. After the master fights, he looks fine on the outside, but in fact he has suffered internal injuries, and the serious one is bleeding from seven orifices. Now he is bleeding from two orifices, and he should be able to be rescued.

Yi Chengfeng has fought with children of all ages since he was a child, and at the same time he has to bear the one-sided beatings from his mother from time to time. Bleeding from injuries is commonplace, so he doesn't think it's a big deal, but this form of expression is a bit strange.

But Yan Yu didn't see blood many times, especially the premise that the little brother was bleeding from falling from such a high place.

"Wait a minute!" He turned around and ran into the house. After a while, he brought out an emergency medicine kit, a white plastic box with a red cross drawn on it.

Yan Yu first pulled a lot of paper towels out from the iron bars to wipe his nosebleeds, and then handed out sterilized cotton balls, band-aids, and ice packs, like a Mongolian doctor catching a blind man.

Fortunately, Yi Chengfeng's self-healing ability is beyond ordinary people, and his nosebleeds stopped soon after he wiped it casually. He also carefully washed his face with alcohol cotton, which made a whole box of cotton balls a disaster. Pile of dirty cotton.

It is said that if you are a little more careful, you should turn your head and leave at this time. If you climb a tree in the middle of the night and peep, you will be found, and then you will fall down the tree in a panic. What is my last name?

Yi Chengfeng rubbed the tip of his nose, stared at the child and asked, "What's your name?"

Maybe it was because he was so shameless, as if there was nothing shameful about the incident just now, or maybe it had been a long time since no one had paid so much attention to Yan Yu's existence as a person. Yan Yu said seriously to the little brother, "My name is Yan Yu. Yu, Yan Zi envoys Chu's Yan, Yu Yu's feather."

"Swallow...uh..." The big-tailed wolf in the fourth grade of primary school obviously doesn't have enough literary literacy, and he doesn't even know that the "pestle" is a magical thing. He only knows that his mother told him not to fight, in case he must fight You can't use knives or sticks.The pestle should also be a kind of weapon, such as the subduing magic pestle?

"Since it's a swallow and has a pair of wings, why do you hide at home all day and don't fly out to play? What's the meaning of being under the eaves, the sky is big and the earth is big, so it's fun!"

"..."

"My name is Yi Chengfeng. It's easy. I ride the wind and break the waves." Yi Chengfeng imitated the other party and made a self-introduction, "If you want, you can play with me. By the way, my aunt is a part-time worker at your house , Su Xiangqin, my home is in building 17 of the glass factory."

Aunt Su, Yan Yu knew that she had not been a servant for a long time at Yan's house, but she was very kind, she smiled when she saw everyone, and she didn't like to talk. She came to help the nanny do a thorough indoor cleaning the next day, and she had a good relationship with his nanny , Sometimes the nanny is too busy to ask Aunt Su to help with grocery shopping.

Yi Chengfeng is not a stupid thief, but a down-to-earth person with a name, address, and relationship. His calmness and openness make people defenseless.

"Where are you all going to play?" Xiao Yanyu was obviously moved, and he was talking to the other party while holding onto the railing with both hands.

"Not necessarily. There are many places to play. I can take you wherever you want. Is it because your family doesn't let you come out casually? Can you climb over the wall?"

But anyone with limited capacity for civil conduct can hear that these words have a strong sense of instigation, but Xiao Yanyu is not yet ten years old, so he has no capacity for civil conduct, so it is not uncommon for him to be fooled.

"I can."

Wearing worsted cotton pajamas and a woolen jacket, the young master, who proved his strength, stepped on soft-soled shoes and stepped on the iron branch of the fence. He climbed the beam with both hands and easily jumped over the fence, and landed lightly outside the yard. On the green brick alley, it's like descending to the world.

Yi Chengfeng was a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect this skinny and pampered young master to be really smart, he hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Okay, you jump back first, it's too late today, it's not safe outside... Hey, be careful Don’t get the vines over there entangled with your feet...you are not allowed to come out if anyone else asks you to come out except me, children must be aware of danger...how do your adults usually teach it, isn’t it too unreliable?”

The worried Uncle Yi stared at the young master and returned to the courtyard over the wall, feeling that he had completed a vivid practice of learning from Lei Feng, and it was not an exaggeration to be sent a pennant.

"Go back to sleep, it's so late!" Yi Chengfeng limped, turning his head three times a step, "Close the windows, and if someone climbs a tree, you are ready to stab them down with a pole!"

How fresh, this guy probably belongs to the year of goldfish, and he forgot what he did when he turned his head. Do you really think that you are an NPC in a crisis exercise?

***

Yan Yu's eyes were empty, but an imperceptible smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

Such an expression made those who watched him on the corridor outside have the illusion for a moment, as if he was looking at him affectionately, and his heartbeat suddenly went awry.

"Student Ayan, can you lend me your physics homework? The analysis process of the last question."

A student sitting in the penultimate row suddenly turned his head and said to him that his eyes fell on the physics exercise book he had spread out, and that the page assigned by the teacher had been finished.

"What?" Yan Yu came back to his senses and looked at the other party, "Oh, yes."

"Thank you." The girl took the exercise book, "My name is Xu Xinrong."

Xu Xinrong, Yan Yu remembered another name. He originally thought that the two rows behind were boys, but he didn't expect there to be a female classmate.

It's just that he didn't recognize it, and it's understandable. The other party's hair was cut short, and the whole ear was exposed so short, and he was tall and strong, so it was really difficult to distinguish male and female from the back.

Xu Xinrong's complexion is very healthy, a light copper color baked by the sun, and she didn't wear a school uniform skirt, just like the other boys, she wore a pair of dark blue trousers.

"I understand. It turns out that the acceleration condition is an interference term." Xu Xinrong came over to return homework after a while, "Ayan, you are indeed very good!"

Yan Yu squeezed a smile awkwardly, it was obvious that the question was very simple, and the praise was well deserved.

Ayan, he didn't know that the whole class had acquiesced to this nickname for him.

There were a lot of messages about him in the class group, and some people begged the monitor to pull Yan Yu into the group later, so that they could gossip first.

There were also people who urged the squad leader to quickly bring the little prince in, because Sanyuan was too embarrassed to take the initiative to talk to him, so he could get acquainted in Two-dimensional first.

Some people have started to form another small group to continue the gossip business, some are in favor of it, some are against it, and they are about to be pinched, invisible gunpowder.

Xu Xinrong packed his books and went to the bathroom to change into his sportswear.

The fourth class in the afternoon is physical exercise. Students who have club activities go to join clubs, and those who don’t have free activities.

"I'm a javelin thrower for the school's track and field team. I'll have training later." Xu Xinrong was a little familiar, and he didn't need to respond. "The same goes for Yi Chengfeng. He practices hurdles, but the coach thinks he's good at 200 meters."

Hearing Yi Chengfeng's name, Yan Yu raised his eyes and looked at Xu Xinrong as a response.

People who practice sports are really straight, just talking about sports in front of him who can't walk.

Yan Yu glanced at Yi Chengfeng's empty seat, so he probably won't return to work before school is over.

There is no evening self-study in the first week of school. In theory, school ends at 04:30. After that, there are three evening self-study sessions every night, and the end of school is postponed to [-]:[-].

Yan Yu's body obviously couldn't bear this intensity of work and rest, the school allowed him to come only to class, and he didn't have to attend evening self-study.

However, now Yan Yu feels that going to school is not so worrying.

The author has something to say:

Uncle Yi (pronunciation bai, one sound), hahaha, why do I want to laugh so much~

Yan Xiaoyu: I heard that you practice hurdles and 200 meters?

Yi Dafeng: Ah, do you hide behind the window every day to peek at Lao Gong's demeanor?

Yan Xiaoyu: I just think that you can consider practicing high jump, after all, you won't be killed if you fall from the third floor...

Yi Dafeng: (Closing dangerously, biting his wife's white and tender earlobe) Of course, I don't want you to be widowed at such a young age——