Pretend to die

"Young man, here we are."

"Hmm..." Fu Bingying didn't expect that he would fall asleep. He took out his mobile phone to pay, checked that the good things hadn't been left behind, opened the car door and got out of the car, saying, "Thank you, goodbye."

In front of me is an old community, the uncle is walking the dog, and the aunt is walking back with the cheap vegetables that she grabbed at the vegetable market in the evening.

There was smoke everywhere.

It was the first time for Fu Bingying to come into contact with the word 'common people' at such a close distance. He felt a little novel and relaxed, but he didn't come to play today. At twelve noon, Fu Bingying received a call from an old lady asking him about today Can the tutor come half an hour earlier, because today's monthly exam ends an hour earlier after school.

Although it is an old community, the security measures are in place. You need to swipe the access control card to enter, but the security guard obviously knows him and greets him: "Mr. Fu is here, why is it so early today?"

"Today's monthly exam, students leave school early."

"Ah? Why didn't my grandson tell me?" The old security guard stared and cursed: "You little brat, you're going crazy outside after the high school entrance exam! Mr. Fu, just register here."

Fu Bingying left his name and phone number on the entry and exit registration form, handed back the pen and paper, and said, "Thank you."

"College students in prestigious universities are polite," the security guard opened the gate for him, and said, "If my grandson can also be admitted to X University, I can wake up laughing from my dreams."

Why does this security guard know about my school?As Fu Bingying walked, some elderly people greeted him. He found that most of the residents here belonged to the same unit, and everyone knew each other. He probably leaked his information casually by the old lady who taught him.

He followed the address in the diary to find Unit 501, Building 1.9, Unit [-]. There is no elevator here, and the corridor planning is unreasonable. Each staircase is as narrow as an inner canthus eyelid. Without panting.

There is a pair of bright red Spring Festival couplets hanging on the door of 501, one anti-theft door and one iron door, and an orange-red "civilized resident" award is pasted on the door.

There was no doorbell, so Fu Bingying knocked on the door, and an energetic old lady's voice came from inside the door: "Here we come."

Footsteps sounded, and when they came to the door, they asked cautiously, "Who is it?"

"I'm Fu Bingying."

"Oh, Teacher Xiao Fu is here." The anti-theft door on the inner floor was opened. Through the gap in the iron door, Fu Bingying saw a pretty old lady wearing a silk scarf. The old lady quickly opened the iron door to welcome him. Come in.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, the brat is taking a shower, and he didn't come back quickly after the exam. He played a game with his classmates, and his body stinks of sweat."

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, and Fu Bingying had a faint premonition in his heart.

"fine."

The old lady found him a pair of bright red slippers, and said, "Have you had dinner yet?"

No, Fu Bingying didn't really want to cause trouble for others, and was going to talk about it.Before he could speak, the old lady enthusiastically pulled him to sit at the dining table and said, "Wait a little longer, I steamed the golden pumpkin, it will be ready in a while."

After finishing speaking, he went into the kitchen. When the door opened, a sweet smell rushed towards his face. Fu Bingying actually felt a little greedy, which made him feel a little embarrassed, so he began to observe the house.

This is a house of more than 60 square meters, with two bedrooms, two living rooms and one bathroom. The walls are painted and are now a little yellowed. The ceiling is installed with blue mirror glass that was popular in the 80s, and a Chinese knot is hung on the door of the room. .There are travel photos of the old lady in the living room, but she is the only one.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

The hoarse voice of the teenager's voice-changing period came from the bathroom: "Grandma, I didn't take my underwear!"

The grandma in the kitchen at the other end also responded loudly: "I'm busy, get it yourself!"

For some unknown reason, Fu Bingying's heart suddenly started beating restlessly, like the restlessness of carbon dioxide when a soda bottle is opened.

Da da.

It was the sound of slippers on wet tiles.

despair.

It was the sound of the doorknob being unscrewed.

Fu Bingying looked up nervously, and saw Su Zheng, a young man wearing a bath towel.

"Damn it!" Su Zheng flinched in fright, leaning his back against the door, making a muffled sound.

Grandma scolded him in the kitchen: "Why are you making such a big noise, you want to rebel!"

Su Zheng stared closely at Fu Bingying, wanted to cover his exposed upper body with his hands, and shouted, "Don't say anything when someone comes from home! Why?"

After yelling, he quickly ran into the room and slammed the door behind him.

The voice was so loud that even grandma couldn't help but came out of the kitchen: "You brat owes you a lesson." Seeing Fu Bingying stunned on the seat, she said embarrassedly, "Mr. Fu, don't mind, this kid is shy."

Fu Bingying nodded, but his expression became serious.

If he read it correctly, the bruises and bruises on Na Suzheng's body... didn't they mean playing football, how could he get injured all over his body?

After a while, grandma brought out the food. Seeing that Su Zheng was still in the room, she ran to knock on his door.

"Why don't you come out? Are you hatching chickens inside?"

Su Zheng opened the door slowly, deliberately pushed her away, and sat down at the dining table.

"Hey, such an adult and yet so childish."

Being said that in front of Fu Bingying, Su Zheng felt quite humiliated. He had never talked back to grandma since he came to this world, so he couldn't help it now.

"Who is naive?"

"You." Grandma said not to be outdone.

"Are you unreasonable? I didn't say anything when someone came to the house. I came out shirtless. What if I was naked?"

"Hey, you're a big girl, why don't you show it to others?" Grandma took a chopstick of lotus seeds for him and said with a smile, "Come on, eat some lotus seeds to clear the fire."

"No, the man can be seen casually by others?"

Grandma smiled even more happily: "You are a teacher Xiaofu, I would like to see you, really."

Su Zheng was so angry that he didn't choose what to say, pointed the cannon fire at Fu Bingying, and said angrily: "You said, you didn't look at me just now?"

Fu Bingying was eating pumpkin, feeling guilty, but nodded honestly.

"Look at him!" Su Zheng was too unreasonable.

Grandma sneered mercilessly: "Mr. Ren Xiaofu is forced to do so, who would want to see your bamboo board figure?"

Su Zheng had nothing to say. He was a bone-bone man when he was 15 years old. He was thin, short and dark. Apart from his good facial features, he looked like a refugee from a distance. His good figure later on was a result of hard work.

"All right, all right, what you said is right." Su Zheng was so angry that he took several mouthfuls of rice, his cheeks were bulging, and after finishing eating, he put down his chopsticks and left the table: "I'm full."

"Just eat a bowl of rice?" Grandma asked concerned: "I will blame me for not growing taller."

Su Zheng was about to die of anger.

Fu Bingying was also secretly surprised, he really didn't expect Grandma Su Zheng to have such a personality, she was really a formidable person.

After dinner, Fu Bingying knocked on the door of Su Zheng's room and officially started her tutoring work. Grandma cut an apple and brought it in for them, told Su Zheng to study hard and not waste money, and then went to dance in the square.

"Dancing again? Why don't you come back at all."

"Hey, brat, this is my house. Why can't I come back? Teacher Xiao Fu, you will educate him well and see what he has become."

"Go, go, go!"

"When I like to see you."

As soon as the door was closed, only Su Zheng and Fu Bingying were left looking at each other.

Different from the small round table, tatami, sitting cross-legged, and face-to-face teaching methods in Japanese anime, Su Zheng’s room only has a desk placed against the wall, which means that Fu Bingying can either sit on his left or on his right. To sit in rows.

The 15-year-old Su Zheng is nearly 167 inches tall, and Fu Bingying stands beside him as tall as a bear.

"You sit down first." Su Zheng turned his back, deliberately dawdling to take out exercise books and textbooks from his schoolbag.

Fu Bingying sat down and spread her long legs, so there was no room for the other legs in the small space under the desk.He didn't feel well, so he retracted his legs, but as soon as he brought his knees together, he bumped into the drawer under the table.

Hiss...it hurts.

Su Zheng was still picking up things, but Fu Bingying stretched out his long hand and grabbed his T-shirt, urging him, "Are you ready?"

"Okay, okay, you've scratched my skin."

Su Zheng timidly crowded beside him and sat down, feeling aggrieved, he opened the exercise book, and the red crosses were shocking.

"..." Fu Bingying, who was overtaken in the last monthly exam, was a little surprised: "I thought you got a good grade."

"My grades are already good," Su Zheng glared at him, and then whispered: "...Only English is a little bit worse."

"Tsk," Fu Bingying didn't listen to his nonsense, so he pretended to be suspicious: "Your foundation is too bad." Seeing Xiao Suzheng's expression was gloomy, Fu Bingying couldn't help rubbing his fluffy hair, and said, "It's okay. I taught you."

As an adult, Su Zheng likes to have both sides shaved very short, and the hair on the top of his head to be styled in various ways, so that he can be a man without losing his flamboyant air, but now the messy hair looks very pure.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's get started."