Chapter 11 The Secret

Stayed up late to watch a game, and Yan Feng didn't wake up until almost ten o'clock the next day.

I hurriedly finished the remaining half of yesterday's paper. It was almost eleven o'clock, and hurried into the bathroom to take a shower. When went downstairs with schoolbag, realized that Lu Wenzhou had an appointment at one o'clock yesterday.

Annoyed, he threw the things in his hand on the sofa, and Yan Feng lay on the sofa and took out his mobile phone.

Yan Yao ran downstairs like a butterfly, saw Yan Feng sitting there, smiled and shouted, "Brother!"

Yan Feng raised his eyes and looked at Yan Yao who had just come downstairs, "Did you become a thief last night? You got up so late."

Hearing this, Yan Yao curled his lips, stomped on his slippers and ran towards the kitchen, taking the wind all the way in, not a while later, he suddenly poked his head out to look at Yan Feng.

Yan Yao: Tell me directly, something is wrong with my brother today.

After staring at it for a few seconds, Yan Yao suddenly noticed something, and rushed out in a hurry, "You look like a human being, where are you going?"

"I have an appointment with a classmate. After a while, you will ask Uncle Zhao to take you back to school, and I will go by car."

Yan Feng lowered his eyes to hide his guilty conscience: Anyway, Lu Wenzhou is also a classmate, so there is nothing wrong with saying that.

classmate?

Yan Yao's ability to grasp important information and associative ability is the best in the whole family. He immediately thought of something and squeezed to sit next to Yan Feng, "This classmate is Brother Zhou, right?"

Yan Feng: Is it so obvious?

"Don't worry, I will keep it secret for you. I will keep it secret until you don't plan to make it public, but—"

"no way."

"Brother, help me empty the shopping cart."

Although the family is well-off, even considered affluent, the pocket money of Yan Feng brothers and sisters is not much.

Yan Yao couldn't control it anymore, he added everything he saw to the shopping cart, and spent more than half of his money on online shopping every month, not to mention that every time he went out with Bai Liuyin, the mother and daughter would call it a sweep instead of a purchase.goods.

The last time, Bai Liuyin brought Yan Yao and two people together. The two of them made six figures in the store, and when they returned home happily, they bumped into Yan Sen who had just returned from a business trip.

With a cold face, Yan Sen accepted Yan Yao's card without saying a word, and there was only a limited amount of pocket money every month.

"No, you like to buy some messy things too much, and I just bought you a bracelet last month." Yan Feng stretched out his hand and raised four fingers, "This is the number."

It's only been a month, and Yan Yao has to empty the shopping cart again. No matter how much he spoils Yan Yao, he can't allow her to spend so much money.

Curling his lips, Yan Yao was about to get up and go to the kitchen when he saw Yan Feng scrolling through the WeChat page.

Huh, that

Isn't the profile picture Lu Wenzhou?

A bunch of white sophora.

"Yao Yao, what did Aunt Lu talk to you about yesterday?"

"We talked a lot, what do you want to ask?" Yan Yao looked at Yan Feng strangely, leaned on the other side of the sofa, kicked Yan Feng's hanging foot, "but it's strange, I didn't see Brother Zhou's father.”

Yan Feng, who was poking at the screen of his mobile phone to review yesterday's game comments, sat up when he heard this sentence.

He finally found out what was wrong.

From childhood to now, he has never seen Lu Wenzhou's father appear.

"Did you change your name?"

"kindness."

The conversation from yesterday afternoon came to mind, and Yan Feng looked at the phone in a daze.

Was it because of this that the name was changed?

Was it because of this that you moved in the first place?

Yan Yao next to him was startled, looked at Yan Feng, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Feng came back to his senses, shook his head, and looked at the time, "I will transfer the money to you later, and I will settle dinner and lunch by myself. I will go out first."

"Ah? You left? Then I—"

Squatting in the porch to put on his shoes, Yan Feng was thinking about last night while tying his shoes.

Did Lu Wenzhou's parents separate when he was a child?

Thinking about it, he shook his head again. Forget it, he doesn't have the hobby of spying on other people's privacy.

Straightened up and put the slippers back on the shoe rack, Yan Feng looked at Yan Yao who came out of the kitchen, "Remember to ask Uncle Zhao to pick you up, don't take a taxi by yourself."

"I know, go on a date."

"Don't forget to bring the pheromone isolation stickers."

Yan Yao nodded and waved to Yan Feng, his eyes, which were 80% similar to Bai Liuyin's, were bent like crescent moons, "Remember to say hello to Brother Zhou for me."

Yan Feng: ...one mouthful of brother Zhou, really don't know who is the real brother.

He lowered his head and glanced at the hailed car that had just entered the community. Yan Feng walked through the courtyard, walked out of the gate, leaned on the door plate, and kicked the stones beside his feet once and for all.

On the big weekend, what will Lu Wenzhou ask him to do?

There are no gymnasiums, playgrounds, or game halls near the attached high school. You can't go to Shida Road to press the road, right?

Hearing the sound of the car approaching, Yan Feng collected his thoughts and raised his head, opened the door of the car with his bag in his hand and got in. The moment he sat in, he subconsciously glanced at the Lu family.

The door was closed, as if no one was home.

"Oh, ma'am, just let it go, I'll come—"

Just as he was explaining where he was going to the driver, Yan Feng suddenly heard a voice coming from the gate, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, and looked out the window, just in time to see Lu Yuan coming out with something.

two eyes

The moment they met, Yan Feng was even more embarrassed than yesterday.

"Aunt Lu."

"Little Feng is going out? Are you going back to school so early?"

"The classmate in the previous experiment asked me to accompany him to buy some reference materials." After finishing speaking, Yan Feng admired his ability to make up nonsense, and it was completely handy.

Lu Yuan did not doubt that he was there, so she said a few words to the aunt beside her, and looked at Yan Feng, "The aunt will not delay your going out, so be careful on the way, and remember to call your parents when you get back to school."

"Okay, goodbye, auntie."

Yan Feng leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the driver, "Uncle, please, attach the east gate."

It was almost half past eleven when Yan Feng arrived at the attached middle school. When he got out of the car, he went to a small shop next to him, moved a plastic stool and sat down.

He smiled at the uncle at the window, "Uncle Li, business is good."

"Why are you here, boy?"

"Wait for someone, he'll come later." Yan Feng fished out a few slices of sour radish from the glass jar, and took a bite that made his cheeks puff up, "I haven't eaten your soaked radish for a long time."

Uncle Li behind the window smiled and cooked a bowl of noodles for Yan Feng. He added more ingredients and put an egg in it. He lifted the curtain and came out with the bowl in hand.

The bowl was placed on the table in front of Yan Feng, "Who are you waiting for? Are you in a relationship?"

Yan Feng: "..."

He suddenly felt that the radish in his mouth was not fragrant.

Pulling out his chopsticks, he buried his head in his mouth and did not forget to retort, "How is it possible, I just transferred to another school, and I don't know a few people."

"Looking at the way you played with your phone just now, I thought we were talking about it." Uncle Li smiled and stretched out his hand to brush Yan Feng's hair, "Add more if it's not enough, I have several takeaways, I'll keep busy."

Yan Feng didn't even raise his head, "You are busy, he is probably coming soon, and he will leave in a while."

He was sending messages to Lu Wenzhou just now, what could it be like?

Not long after, the store door was pushed open, Yan Feng looked up, and saw Lu Wenzhou coming in against the light, went straight to him and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Lu Wenzhou stretched out his hand and pinched Yan Feng's face, "I've been delayed by something, didn't I wait long?"

Yan Feng's ears seemed to be burning, and the glands in the back of his neck became restless, as if he could smell the very faint scent of cedar on Lu Wenzhou's body.

Swallowing unconsciously, staring at Lu Wenzhou, "Do you want to eat? There is no other restaurant in the city that cooks Uncle Li's rice."

The way of getting along too ambiguously made Yan Feng eager to break the atmosphere, and was about to speak again when Uncle Li opened the curtain and walked out.

"Wenzhou?"