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When Chi Yu went back that night, Chi Haidong was at home, and he was sitting on the sofa when he entered the door, "Are you late for get out of class today?"

Given that he had just borrowed his power a few hours ago, Chi Yu didn't ignore his words as usual, he said "um" casually, and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water.

Chi Haidong knew that he was a little surprised when he finished class.

"Don't drink it cold all the time, it's not good for your stomach. Your mother used to..." Chi Haidong stopped here and got up from the sofa, "I'll go and warm you a cup of milk."

"No need." Chi Yu pretended not to hear his pause, drank the water in one go, looked for clothes and went to take a shower.

Originally, he wanted to read some books, but when he saw that the time was almost twelve o'clock, he might as well forget it, he might not be able to wake up tomorrow even if he sleeps now.

Chi Haidong waited for him to come out of the shower, and put the hot milk on his bedside, "I was busy a year ago, so I didn't have time to spend more time with you. Where do you want to go during the Chinese New Year, I'll ask my secretary to arrange it for you in advance."

Before Chi Yu could refuse, he said again: "Just take it as a way to relax, it's not good to be bored at home all the time, you don't want to see me, so just take this opportunity to go out more."

What he did is one thing, and it's another thing to be said by Chi Haidong in this tone, because Chi Yu's repeated showings of favor and weakness are a bit unpleasant, sometimes he would rather have a big fight with him than It's better than watching him humiliating in front of him again and again.

But he didn't want to be noisy, he didn't want to yell and question hoarsely, because no matter how he vented, things would not change.

He sat at the end of the bed, lowered his head and wiped the water from his hair, "I might go back to my hometown."

"Are you alone?" Chi Haidong asked.

"Ah."

"when are we leaving?"

"talk later."

"Alright, I'll arrange someone to take you off then."

Chi Yu didn't speak any more, hung the towel around his neck, and went into the bathroom.

"Go to bed early." Chi Haidong said, looking back at him again.

When Zhao Shuangqing was arguing with him today, he mentioned that Chi Yu would come back at night, and he wanted to stop several times, not wanting him as a child to go through such scenes all the time, but that woman was messing around like crazy.

Later, when he heard the sound of the elevator door opening but saw no one, Chi Haidong was worried that it was him, and called him several times throughout the night, but he didn't answer.

To his surprise, Chi Yu seemed to be in a good mood when he came back, and it had been several years since he had the conversation with him just now. When Zhao Shuangying had an accident, he didn't even want to see him. Now it's like this It's been too much.

It always takes time, Chi Haidong thought.

On the first day of the final exam, I had finished two exams, and on the second day I had three exams in a row. During the lunch break, Fu Jin was lying on the table feeling a little unhappy. Just now, I checked the answers with Cui Jiajie and the others, and I got a [-]-point question wrong. , the mood suddenly lost more than eight degrees.

He just said don't be right, don't be right, those idiots insisted on being right, and then everyone was so depressed that they couldn't eat anymore.

At that time, Chi Yu and Cheng Yang were sitting not far from him, and Fu Jin looked at them from time to time. The scene in the crowd was harmonious and eye-catching. Want to sit next to him.

And I don't know if it was his illusion, since Cheng Yang was hit on the head, he found that the inexplicable sense of resistance between him and Chi Yu seemed to have disappeared, and he often saw the two of them walking together recently.

Recently?

Fu Jin recalled it carefully, wasn't it the period after he didn't go to find Cheng Yang?

What is this, the sympathy and natural selection of straight men, fuck, I want to scold you for paying attention.

God is so unfair, since he was born with a crook like him, why did he have to give birth to so many straight men, what's wrong with leaving him a few handsome guys, all the good-looking people in the legend have boyfriends.

Fu Jin changed the direction and lay on his stomach, pulling the scarf to cover half of his face. Usually he would sleep for a while at noon, but today everyone around was reviewing, so he could only pretend to take the book.

He sent a message to Chi Yu, asking how he was doing in the exam.

Chi Yu: "It's okay."

Fu Jin: "Where's Cheng Yang?"

Chi Yu: "Didn't you ask yesterday?"

Fu Jin smiled, yes, the most difficult day for Cheng Yang has passed, "Then what is he doing now?"

Chi Yu: "Sleep."

Fu Jin: "In the last monthly exam, I heard from our monitor that he had the highest score in mathematics in the school?"

Chi Yu: "I don't know the highest score, but it looks pretty high."

Fu Jin made a proud expression.

Chi Yu almost laughed out at the phone, wanting to tell you what it is about you, do you have such a reputation, but I can roughly understand this feeling, the person I like is very good, which proves that I have a good vision, but I don’t know what to hear from him When it comes to the scores of the two courses, what is the mood of the grassroots in the Greater China region.

Chi Yu held the paper and glanced back. Cheng Yang's state of not needing to review at all didn't make him feel proud. It was true that he was provoked. The desire to win a single subject aroused by him is still very strong.

"I bet on two key points." Jiang Mingyang pushed the paper towards Fu Jin and said.

If I remember correctly, this was the first time he had spoken to him since sitting together for so many days.

Fu Jin put down his phone, with a look of startling me that I thought there was no one here, he looked at Jiang Mingyang, stared at him for three seconds, and then turned his gaze to the paper.

"It's not guaranteed that I will pass the exam." Jiang Mingyang said.

"Then what are you going to show me?" Fu Jin was a little speechless. As far as the point of what he said was concerned, he had to watch a lot more than this now, basically betting on everything.

Jiang Mingyang took back the papers, and Fu Jin continued to lie on his stomach. Thinking that he would be on vacation after finishing two more courses, he could finally rest after being tired for so long, and he had the desire to pick up the books again.

Chiyu is here during the winter vacation this year, so he can ask him out to play together, and he can also go to Cheng Yang to buy something for his younger siblings, and take advantage of his slack someday to choose him a New Year's gift or something.

Arriving at the examination room 10 minutes before the start of the examination, Fu Jin was going to review the knowledge points again. When he opened the book, a paper fell out. He picked it up and looked at it. Isn't it the one that Jiang Mingyang asked him to read at noon?

What the hell, when did you let him here? What do you mean?

Fu Jin had a question mark in his head, what did the Jiang surname want to do, and treat him so well all of a sudden?

Thinking about whether there was any inside news, the teacher gave him the idea of ​​leaking the question. Although there were still many things he couldn't figure out, Fu Jin opened it and read it.

As a result, I really passed the exam. The penultimate question was different, but the knowledge points were the same.

But it seems wrong to say that there is really an internal source, because only one hit.

Could it be that he bet on it himself, so accurate?

He can be regarded as an old tablemate with him, but Fu Jin didn't know that he still had this kind of skill.

After returning to the classroom after all the exams, except for a few who were obsessed with exchanging answers, most of them packed up their things and prepared to go home. Cui Jiajie called him at the back door, and Fu Jin let him go first.

"What are you doing?" Cui Jiajie asked.

"There's something wrong." Fu Jin glanced at Jiang Mingyang, who was slowly sorting out the book beside him, and said.

"Okay, then I'll go first."

When there were not many people left in the classroom, the girls in front surrounded him and asked him what his holiday arrangements were, which seemed to mean that they wanted to ask him out.

"Okay." Fu Jin said with a smile: "If there is nothing wrong then, I will definitely come."

Jiang Mingyang stood up, put his schoolbag on his shoulders, and walked out of his seat.

Fu Jin told the girls a happy holiday, and when they left, he quickly turned around.

Jiang Mingyang stood in the aisle and didn't leave. He should have seen that he had something to say, and he turned half sideways, "If you want to say thank you, that's fine."

Fu Jin put down all the things in his hand, looked around, there was basically no one around, and the door cleaner should not be able to hear the volume, he turned around, leaned on his desk, looked at him, "I'm following Chi Yu and Cheng Yang are very close, what's your opinion?"

"I have no objection to Chi Yu, Cheng Yang, you'd better not." Jiang Mingyang said.

"Why?" Sure enough, I saw it.

"He's not like you."

Jiang Mingyang's tone when he talked about this kind of people made Fu Jin a little uncomfortable, as if something happened to his kind of people, there was a sense of inferiority that birds of a feather flock together.

Fu Jin knew that he didn't agree with him a long time ago, but hearing such a clear-cut classification from him suddenly made him feel ashamed and angry at being accused, "How do you know that he must no?"

If you want to say how much hope Fu Jin had for Cheng Yang, he definitely didn't. He knew the probability, or there was no probability at all. After all, people like them are marginal and niche.

But what Jiang Mingyang said was so decisive that he subconsciously wanted to refute, how do you know? Did you ask him? If it wasn't for that photo, how would you know I am.

"I've known him longer than you." Jiang Mingyang spoke very lightly, and his tone was even light to Fu Jin's ears, but since he said he was not the same kind of person, he was very sure from the beginning to the end, and he could even feel his affection for Cheng Yang. maintain.

Junior high school students are amazing.

His liking is so unbearable, so it must be harming him, why does Jiang Mingyang think so, "Then what if I must?"

"I don't care if you find anyone, but if it's him, I will stop you." After Jiang Mingyang finished speaking, he glanced at him again, turned and left.

Fu Jin's clenched fists on his side were gradually loosened, and he sat down. At this time, there was no one in the classroom. I can't afford the slightest spirit.

The first time Jiang Mingyang was able to leave and stay far away from him, what about the second time, how would he stop him?

He likes male gods, and the indifferent and vivid face in that photo, but if the photo pasted in the window was of himself, he would be afraid, would be awakened from a dream like so many times, and would rather he never do not know him.

At this age, he still can't perfectly control the fear of being an alien in his heart.

So what should he do, just give up like this?

Cheng Ying and Cheng Le had holidays earlier than him. Cheng Yang had locked them at home every day since more than a week ago, either watching TV or reading books. Some time ago, I heard that there were traffickers taking children away in the neighborhood next door. When he came back, he changed the door lock, and the glass next to the door was replaced with a steel plate.

On the first day of the holiday, he locked himself in his room and slept from twelve o'clock in the evening until two o'clock in the afternoon. The food was cooked last night, and they would heat up when they were hungry, so he didn't have to worry about it.

Cheng Le sometimes cooks two simple dishes by himself, but if Cheng Yang is at home, he is still too young, and he dare not let them use more gas for the time being.

After getting up, he went to wash up. When he came back, Cheng Le had already warmed up all the food and put it on the table. After Cheng Yang finished eating, he let the two of them go downstairs to play, while he recalculated the money he had in his room. again.

The school had a three-day holiday first, and then went to get the report card. After getting the report card, there would be more than 20 days of winter vacation. He would go to the hotel at night, and it was impossible for him to stay at home during the day.

Two days ago, the manager approached him and told him that he had increased his salary by 300 yuan, which was a lot of money for him. After all, the salary itself is not high for people like him who can only go out for a few hours at night. The sudden increase of three hundred, he did not expect.

The little money he usually earns can only cover the daily expenses of the three of them. Cheng Yang has some savings in his hands, but not much. He has to go back to study by himself in the second semester of the third year of high school. At that time, he will have no financial resources, only going out and not going in. Whether or not that little money can last depends entirely on how much money can be saved now.

Maybe it will be better when he arrives at university, he will have relatively more free time, and he will have a wide range of choices.

At most another year and a half, Cheng Yang thought, he listed every month from now to his college entrance examination, and the possible expenses, and found that he could still maintain it.