After staying at the police station for almost two hours, the situation was finally dealt with.

The beaten boy did not admit that he had caused Gu Miao, but only said that Gu Miao chased him for no reason. Gu Miao did not speak, but lay on Gu Fei's shoulders with eyes closed, so there was no way to confirm this statement.

Jiang Yan didn't believe this child, Gu Miao would be bullied in any school.

However, the focus of this incident was not the cause of Gu Miao's beating. Even if the little boy bullied her, the police could not do anything. The main point was that Gu Miao broke his head and sewed two stitches.

Fortunately, there was no other big problem. The other parent, Lion, opened his mouth and wanted to pay, and was forced back by Ding Zhuxin's half reason and half threat. She was warned by the police several times to pay attention to her.

Gu Fei hasn't talked too much, focusing only on Gu Miao.

The few Li Yan were responsible for holding their arms cold and cooperating with Ding Zhuxin's threat, showing the temperament of "If you dare to mess up, we will definitely mess up anyway. You don't look like good people anyway".

In the end, when the police let them go, Jiang Yan was relieved.

The stomach just woke up now, squeaked and hungry, but there was no appetite for food.

From the police station, it was very cold outside and it was windy.

"Go back by yourself, hard work," Gu Fei glanced at Jiang Yan, "let's take a taxi and leave with Wang Xu together."

"Okay." Jiang Yan nodded.

After getting on the car separately, a few people didn't speak. Jiang Yan felt a little depressed. It is estimated that Gu Fei had no mood to talk. Wang Xu didn't say much about the basket. He sighed and sighed. Gu Fei took a look There was no sound after that.

"Did you eat?" Gu Fei asked when the car was approaching the street.

"You don't care about us, just go back," said Wang Xu. "Don't go around the car, I'll get off here, turn around and get home ... Jiang Yan, do you go to my house for stuffed cakes?"

"I'll forget, I don't want to eat now." Jiang Yan said.

At the intersection, Gu Fei got out of the car holding Gu Miao. Jiang took Gu Miao's skateboard and took a few steps. Gu Fei turned back and said, "Thank you today."

"Needless to say this," Jiang Yan looked at Gu Miao. "Let her ask for leave in the past two days. I saw three little boys today, and maybe they were not beaten ..."

"You may not be able to go to school without asking for leave," Gu Fei sighed. "You can ask me to take a vacation with Lao Xu tomorrow morning. I have to go to Ermiao School."

"Okay, why?" Jiang Yan nodded.

"I have a fever," Gu Fei touched his brain, "Hot hands, burn this afternoon until tomorrow noon."

"... Okay." Jiang Yan smiled.

Looking at the back of Gu Fei holding Gu Miao in one hand, turning with the skateboard in one hand, and walking forward along the road, Jiang Yan was a little bit emotional.

Before that, he always felt that Gu Fei lived very casually, letting his sister run on skateboards all over the street, being late for class late, playing basketball, and doing whatever he wanted.

But now I think maybe it's not the case. It seems that Gu Fei's family handles everything by himself. How can such a person really do what he wants.

No one can do whatever they want, Gu Fei is impossible, neither is he.

Just like he is unwilling to stay in Li Bao country, unwilling to stay in this strange and run-down city, he is unwilling to face the current life, but has no choice.

Every change will affect the whole body.

Even if he didn't return home at night, he used to do things that he can't do now.

Because he has nowhere to go.

Few people can really do whatever they want and just immerse themselves in "being yourself".

Li Baoguo did not go to play cards this night, and coughed all night at home. He even pursed his teeth and coughed with cough, and the people were angry and lively.

Jiang Yan stared at him in the room where he could not hear whether he was wearing slippers or sneakers walking upstairs.

When I woke up in the morning, I felt so sleepy that I walked away.

"Would you like to go to the hospital," he said to Li Baoguo, who was wearing shoes and preparing to leave for the early game, "you have a bad cough, is it pharyngitis?"

"Look! This is the pro-son!" Li Baoguo said happily, "It's okay. I have been coughing for many years. I'm old. I don't need to go to the hospital. No problem!"

Jiang Yan wanted to say that you were speechless, but he opened his mouth and said nothing, Li Baoguo hastily slammed the door and went out.

Shit, love it, Li Baoguo makes him feel like a weak woman.

On the way to school, Jiang Yan went to the pharmacy and bought a box of American ginseng lozenges. It would be a little refreshing to eat. He used to eat it when he was reviewing before the exam.

Now that he had eaten at least during class, he could not sleep so hard. He didn't want to fall out of snoring during class, and it was shameful.

Gu Fei did not come to class in the morning. After the morning self-study, he went to Lao Xu's office and told Gu Fei the reason for his leave.

"It burned fast. It has been burning since yesterday afternoon, and it can be burned until noon." Jiang Yan felt that he had not slept overnight and seriously affected his intelligence.

However, Lao Xu did not seem to notice his peculiar expression, but was immersed in the joy of Gu Fei asking for leave rather than absent from school.

"You see, I said he could still be rescued," Lao Xu said excitedly. "Don't you just take leave from here! I know how to communicate with you children, or pay attention to skills ..."

However, Gu Fei didn't come to class until the afternoon. He entered the classroom during the last Chinese class in the morning.

Lao Xu looked at him with interest: "Aren't you feverish? You can come back in the afternoon."

"It's alright." Gu Fei said.

Lao Xu nodded, knocked his hand on the podium, and said with a high spirit: "Let's continue with what we just said ..."

"Aren't you sleeping?" Gu Fei took a look at Jiang Yan after he sat down.

"... Obviously?" Jiang Yan was half-lying on the table, his eyes couldn't be opened.

"Well," Gu Fei said, "I can't watch it all. I don't know if you have a fever for a day."

"I didn't sleep well last night." Jiang Yan yawned.

"I'm sorry," Gu Fei whispered. "Let you follow for hours."

"It's not because of Gu Miao," Jiang Yan waved his hand. "Li Baoguo ... I didn't go to play cards yesterday. I coughed all night and couldn't sleep."

"Oh," Gu Fei pulled out of his pocket, took out a small paper box, and put it in front of him. "Eat?"

"Why ..." Jiang Yan opened the small carton. There was a handful of toffees in it. He was a little speechless. "Toffee?"

"Well, don't you like to eat?" Gu Fei found another mint from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

"I didn't say I like to eat, I was hungry that day." Jiang Yan said.

"That's it," Gu Fei looked at him with an exaggerated startled expression, then closed his expression and took away the sugar in front of him. "Give me back."

"No," Jiang Yan glared at him. "I find you very interesting?"

"Just say if you want it or not." Gu Fei said.

Jiang Yan opened his mouth and said a long time, "Give me a mint, refreshing."

Gu Fei glanced at him, touched it in his pocket for a long time, grabbed a hand, and pulled it with his fingers to find it: "No, don't eat this, this one is refreshing, quite mentioning."

"Oh." Jiang Yan took the little round candy he pointed from his hand.

The sugar tastes orange, and it doesn't have any particular refreshing taste. Jiang Yan wrapped the sugar with his tongue. The orange taste is a ghost, at least it must be lemon ...

The idea hadn't finished, and the tip of his tongue suddenly tasted a little faint acidity. Maybe the orange-flavored coat wrapped on the outside turned a little bit sour inside?

Without waiting for him to react, the sour taste burst out.

His eyes widened.

Sour sour sour sour sour sour!

I'm sore!

His sour mouth was bitter and the acidity of his heart and lacrimal glands made him painful!

"This ..." Gu Fei watched him sit up sharply and asked.

But before he finished speaking, Jiang Yan had spit out the sugar in his mouth.

The sugar sprayed out like a small bullet, hitting Zhou Jing's neck in front.

"Ah!" Zhou Jing shouted, startled and sat upright, looking back and touching his neck, pressing his voice and asking, "What do I rely on? Get out of my clothes!"

Jiang Yan was speechless. Although the sugar was no longer in his mouth, the traces of its existence had not disappeared, and his mouth was sour and bitter that people couldn't help but still have a smell.

"Sit down." Gu Fei said.

"Classmate Zhou Jing," Lao Xu said on the podium, "pay attention to class discipline."

Although everyone in this class who paid attention to class discipline couldn't make up a basketball team, Zhou Jing was still seated.

Two seconds later, I tilted my head again: "Fuck, how is it sticky? What is it?"

"Sugar," Gu Fei said.

"... Are you sick?" Zhou Jing was very sad and shook his clothes apart for a long time before the sugar fell on the chair.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Yan said a word. After finally calming down, he turned to look at Gu Fei.

Gu Feizheng was playing with his mobile phone, but Jiang Yan could see the smile on his face.

"Are you **** dead?" Jiang Yan said in a low voice.

"You said to be refreshed," Gu Fei swiped his finger across the screen of the phone. "Are you still sleepy?"

"* Thing!" Jiang cursed.

"Not sleepy?" Gu Fei tilted his head and looked at him.

"Will I write you a certificate of merit?" Jiang Yan said.

"No," Gu Fei turned his head and continued playing with his mobile phone. "No one can understand you after you write the word."

Jiang Yan had to admit that he was refreshed and drowsy at the moment.

But the urge to flick Gu Fei's two sticks made him even ask Gu Miao how to deal with Gu Miao's mood.

When the school bell rang, Gu Fei put down his mobile phone: "Please have a meal, thank you for your help yesterday."

Jiang Yan looked at him and said nothing.

"It's convenient to see you at noon or at night," Gu Fei said, "Do you have time?"

"... Don't be so polite." Jiang Yan said.

"It's not polite," Gu Fei said. "If it wasn't you yesterday, Ermiao didn't know what would happen. I'm afraid of it after thinking about it."

Jiang Yan was silent for a while: "That night, I'll make up at noon."

"OK." Gu Fei nodded.

In the afternoon, as usual, the self-study class practiced the ball. The self-study class during this time was probably Wang Xu's favorite class.

At noon, Jiang Yan went to the hospital, changed the wound, and asked the doctor to use some of the adhesive that he reportedly imported.

In the afternoon, I mainly practiced cooperation. There was no official match. The condition of the wound was okay and I didn't feel much.

"I think we have a play this time," at the end of the practice, Captain Wang Xu squatted by the court, poked with his finger on the floor, "just as it is now ... but confidentiality work still needs to be done well, let the Everyone, as before, doesn't look at us. "

"You don't have to brag about the streets," Jiang Yan said.

"It's okay," Wang Xuman said indifferently. "As long as you and Gu Fei aren't exposed, no one will believe how I blow."

"... Oh." Jiang Yan looked at him, and for the first time felt that Wang Xu was so sincere, and a little surprised that he could face such a cruel reality.

"Dafei," Wang Xu turned and looked at him. "Sometime, please invite those buddies to come and practice with us. I think the effect is good."

"Um." Gu Fei answered.

"Okay, dissolve," Wang Xu waved. "It's time for other classes to come, remember our current slogan!"

"Slogan?" Lu Xiaobin froze. "Do we still have a slogan?"

"Oh, I didn't say yes," Wang Xu said, "our slogan is-we have secret weapons!"

Jiang Yan didn't respond after he had finished speaking. This was his slogan, and he could not bear the giggle that he wanted to burst out and turned his head away.

Everyone looked at Wang Xu silently.

"We have secret weapons!" Wang Xu repeated again, and then waved again, "dissolution!"

When leaving the school after school, Jiang Yan habitually looked around and did not see Gu Miao who often held the skateboard and waited at the door like a little boss.

He glanced at Gu Fei, and Gu Fei didn't explain it.

"Did you ride a bike today?" Jiang Yan asked, looking at him not picking up the car.

"Well," Gu Fei pulled the collar, "the broken car rides half the wheels in the morning."

"What?" Jiang Yan didn't understand for a moment. "What's wrong with the wheel?

"... You're so cute," Gu Fei looked at him, "the wheel doesn't have a good formula, it's really changed from round to square."

"Oh." Jiang Yan also admired himself.

"Fall me." Gu Fei sighed.

Jiang Yan looked at him and said nothing. If it was Pan Zhi, he would have to applaud and rejoice.

"What do you want to eat?" Gu Fei asked as he walked.

"I don't know. There's nothing special you want to eat. You don't have to be too formal," Jiang Yan said. "Everything you eat with your friends is how you eat, and it's not a thank you meeting."

"My friend and I ..." Gu Fei smiled. "We eat very wonderfully, afraid you can't stand it."

"Eat | shit?" Jiang Yanshun asked, and he had a habitual conversation with Pan Zhi. They had many boring and childish habitual conversations.

Sometimes I don't think people can think that they are only seven years old.

"Don't eat," Gu Fei said, "I can arrange for you if you want to eat."

"Eat ordinary food." Jiang Yan sighed.

Now thinking of Pan Zhi will sigh, which is really a magical thing.

Recently, Pan Zhi's grandfather was hospitalized. The family took turns to go to the hospital to accompany them. They did not contact each other. Sometimes, when they saw a silent mobile phone, Jiang Yan felt very lonely.

"Go to the supermarket first," Gu Fei said.

"Supermarket?" Jiang froze. "What to buy?"

"Buy it," Gu Fei said, "raw materials or something."

"Do it yourself?" Jiang Yan was surprised.

"Well," Gu Fei nodded. "I and my friends usually make their own. If you want to eat ready-made, we ..."

"No," Jiang Yan thought it would be done according to Gu Fei's habit. He didn't even think about eating Gu Fei because of yesterday's business. "But I have to say first, I can only cook noodles Instant noodles. "

"It's okay, simple, barbecue." Gu Fei said.

Jiang Yan was surprised again. In this kind of weather, he grilled himself? Where can I burn it?

Around the supermarket, Gu Fei bought a chopped chicken, some beef and mutton for barbecue, and sacked two bags of dumplings.

"How are the dumplings baked?" Jiang Yan couldn't understand.

"Dumplings are cooked." Gu Fei explained to him solemnly.

"I know the dumplings are cooked, I just ... forget about me waiting to eat." Jiang Yan said.

"What do you drink? Wine or drink?" Gu Fei asked.

"Don't drink anything," Jiang Yan's mind was full of them standing in the wasteland blowing the old north wind, guarding a pile of firewood that would be extinguished a little and died. At this moment, when he thought of what to drink, he burst out. cold.

After shopping, Gu Fei took him to the direction of home.

Although he felt that if Gu Fei asked him to barbecue at home ... he was a bit uncomfortable. He and Gu Fei have met a lot recently, but they still feel unfamiliar. Running home would be quite uncomfortable. Pan Zhijia was unwilling. go with.

Gu Fei didn't stop when he walked to Gu Fei's store, but just glanced in and continued to move forward.

Jiang Yan also glanced in, and through the glass, he could see a woman standing at the cashier's counter. She should have a hairstyle of Gu Fei.

Going forward, this street merges with Li Baoguo's street.

Jiang Yan came here, it was very desolate. After passing the waste factory in front, there was a road leading to a lake with little water ... He shivered. If Gu Fei was going to the lakeside to grill He estimated that he would choose to invite Gu Fei to the restaurant.

But Gu Fei walked directly into the waste factory through a small door.

"Here?" Jiang Yan followed, "What kind of factory is this?"

"Well, the former steel mill," Gu Fei said, "has been closed for a long time ... Many people in this area used to belong to this plant, as did Li Baoguo."

"Oh." Jiang Yan looked around.

After entering the gate, I found that the factory was very large, the factory was still there, and it looked very sturdy, but it was deserted, and no one had cleaned it. The ground was full of ice.

Gu Fei kept taking him inside, and after passing several basketball courts, he entered a building that looked like an old office building.

"I and ... aren't good birds," Gu Fei said as he went upstairs. "When I don't want to stay in the shop, I'll meet here."

"Isn't there even electricity here?" Jiang Yan looked at the mess under his feet.

"I took the wire myself," Gu Fei said. "In fact, it's quite lively in summer here, there are lots of open spaces outside, and the street dance activities of the old man and old lady are all here."

"Hip-hop?" Jiang Yan repeated.

"Well, it's still dancing, very fashionable, walking on the cusp of the times." Gu Fei went up to the third floor, took out the key and opened a door.

Jiang Yan glanced into it. It was an empty house that was cleaned up. There was a stove built with bricks in the middle. There were many low stools and cotton cushions next to it. There was also a legless sofa.

There are barbecue grills and induction cookers beside the wall, and there are actually a bunch of pots, oil and salt bottles.

"Rely on me?" Jiang Yan was shocked. "It's going to live."

"How about, fun," Gu Fei put the dishes on the table. "The lock is our own. If you want, I will give you a key. You can stay here when you don't want to go back and have nowhere to go." At the moment, Li Yan, they usually come over the weekend, no one else. "

Jiang Yan didn't say anything, leaned against the wall and looked at Gu Fei. Gu Fei was somewhat depressed about his often "nowhere to go" situation.

Although unhappy, he was unexpectedly not angry. He just felt that even at the same table, he could see his situation. It was a little ... funny.