Although Lu Fenghe didn't look like a law-abiding person, it was the first time he was called to the office at such a young age.

He glanced sideways at Xia Zhuo, and Xia Zhuo was also looking at him.

His look seemed to say, "Xia Zhuo, what should I say, be frank and lenient?"

Xia Zhuo also felt guilty because of his eyes, they didn't do anything in the first place.

Xia Zhuo was afraid that he would say something strange, so he opened his mouth first, and said frankly, "Teacher, we are on the rooftop, talking about grades."

"There are more." Yang Zhao looked at her.

Xia Zhuo was honest and said what he had to say, "Also, his grades can't improve, I asked him where the problem would be."

"He said that he is not suitable for studying liberal arts."

"I also asked him where he wanted to go to school in the future."

Xia Zhuo said while thinking, every sentence was very sincere, "Then someone said that the director was coming, so we followed."

Xia Zhuo has been in Yang Zhao's class since the first year of high school, and Yang Zhao has already figured out her personality clearly.

Know that she will not lie, let alone lie to cover up something.

Yang Zhao has already seen the results of the second model, and even marked and compared the increase of everyone's scores. Xia Zhuo is rising steadily. This time, with 617 points, the school ranks in the top 30, but for Lu Fenghe, how much is Yang Zhao?I was also a little puzzled, if there was something this kid couldn't think of, he had to choose a liberal arts.

He has been teaching for so many years, but he has never heard of a liberal arts class who can get full marks in mathematics.

"Okay, Xia Zhuo, go back." Yang Zhao knew that this was probably an oolong, so he didn't say anything, looked at Lu Fenghe again, and nodded at him, "You stay."

Two people came together, but left one behind.

At this point in Yang Zhao's words, Xia Zhuo glanced at Lu Fenghe when he turned around, he was standing neatly, with no superfluous expression on his face.

She lowered her head slightly and walked past him, dawdling out of the office.

Before going out, Xia Zhuo heard Yang Zhao ask him, "Is your head teacher in No. 4 Middle School called Li Qian?"

He replied, "Yes."

Yang Zhao and Li Qian knew each other in private, the small town is not big, there are only a few high schools, and they all teach liberal arts, once had dinner with Li Qian, Li Qian said that there was a student in the class who was extremely stubborn, obviously he was a littleTalented, a science major has a bright future, but people will not listen to what they say.

This was not a trivial matter at the time. In order to prevent students from making decisions behind their parents' backs for a moment of "love and love", Li Qian also communicated with the parents next to each other. Lu Fenghe's mother went to the office, and her attitude towards this was also very Buddhist.Said to trouble the teacher, he can report whatever he wants, as long as the child is happy.

The parents have let go, what else can Li Qian say.

Yang Zhao hadn't reacted before, until the day Lu Fenghe transferred to another school, Lu Fenghe's mother repeatedly told him that the child was not in good health, and it would be convenient for him to ask for leave.As long as you're happy," it was the first time he had seen such a parent.

Yang Zhao's expression was not as serious as before, he was as relaxed as usual in private, and even grabbed a handful of candy for him, "Can you tell me why you chose liberal arts."

If it's not for the future, at least he has to like it, but before he caught Lu Fenghe sleeping in class several times, he obviously has no interest in liberal arts.

Lu Fenghe still said the same thing, "My brother studied science, and I don't want to be like him."

"The rebellious period." Yang Zhao smiled, it's really a strange thing to get together.

It is not uncommon for him to be a student at this age who likes to be unconventional, "I am me, I am a different firework", but a rebellious impulse makes a choice, and the other does not stop him at all, and even says "Let him go".Know if the student is rebellious or the parent is rebellious.

Lu Fenghe's decision to choose liberal arts was indeed a bit competitive and rebellious. He regrets it now, but there is nothing he can do.

Yang Zhao chatted with him a few words, and asked him to take those candies when he left.

When Lu Fenghe went out, the person at the door didn't have time to leave, so he was caught.

"I like listening to the corner of the wall so much." He looked at her with a smile on his face, he had a lot of candy in his hand, took one for himself, and gave the rest to her, "Still wait here for me."

"None." Xia Zhuo took the candy, but refused to admit it.

She did not leave because of Yang Zhao's question, and wanted to hear why he chose the reason.

But his answer is still the same as last time, no matter how specific the reason is, there will be no more details.

Xia Zhuo is really curious, wanting to know what he thinks, "Why does your brother choose reason, you must choose a text."

He said before that his brother is no longer here, and the two of them haven't even met each other. Xia Zhuo really wants to be different. What kind of influence can such a person who stays in the past have on him.

Lu Fenghe didn't mind telling her, but it was quite complicated. He tore off the candy wrapper slowly with his fingers, ate the candy, looked at her with his dark eyes casually, "I really want to know."

"Yeah." She nodded, her appearance was more sincere than when she confessed to Yang Zhao inside.

Lu Fenghe smiled, and suddenly wanted to show off, "I'll tell you when I'm happy."

When we got back to class, everyone was working on their own problems. A few heads raised their heads to see the excitement, and then quickly lowered their heads.

As soon as Lu Fenghe returned to his seat, Chen Chaoyang couldn't sit still in front of him, turned around and said tentatively, "You..."

Xia Zhuo had a lot of candy in his pocket, so he gave it to him and said, "Do you want to eat candy?"

Chen Zhaoyang stared at the few red wrapped candies on the table, and turned them over with his hand. Sure enough, there was a golden double happiness word on it, and he whispered, "Happy candies."

Xia Zhuo instantly wanted to take back those candies.

She really didn't look carefully at what kind of candy it was.

Chen Chaoyang smiled and took the candy away from the table, "Then I have to take it seriously and eat it."

When the people turned back, Xia Zhuo remembered that he didn't explain, so he looked at Lu Fenghe with a sense of scrutiny, why don't you explain, student Lu.

Lu Fenghe had an innocent face, and lay flat on his face, "If he insists on thinking like that, I can't help it".

Xia Zhuo sat up straight and suddenly didn't want to talk to him.

The evening self-study was quiet and long, she was bored, and forgot about the oolong on the roof, took out a candy from her pocket and ate it.

There is a hint of sweetness in the mouth, and the wedding candy given by Yang Zhao is really delicious.

After school at night, Xia Zhuo was thinking about that matter, and followed him without moving, "Lu Fenghe, are you happy now?"

"Not happy." With his schoolbag loose on his shoulder, he walked slowly with his hands in his pockets, but the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Then let me tell you a joke..."

A student next to him rushed over on his bicycle and didn't stop. He was so anxious that his brow was sweating and he rang the bell frantically.

Xia Zhuo half-spoken, before he could react, someone grabbed his arm and pulled him to the side. In desperation, he gained more strength, and Xia Zhuo barely stood still after being dragged staggeringly.

"Just to listen to a couple of gossips?"

Lu Fenghe's voice was subconsciously louder, with some unknowing tension mixed in, he looked up and down to see if she was alright.

Although it was a bicycle, but when he was hit by Qin Jue's bicycle before, the piece on his waist didn't heal for several days, and it hurt when he moved, and he turned over at night and woke up, and he couldn't sleep well.

The boy next to him "caused the accident" stopped the car, and stood beside him tremblingly with an expression of "waiting to be dealt with" after saying sorry.

The incident happened suddenly, and the "perpetrator" didn't know whether he hit anyone or not.

The three people kicking the school gate will soon attract crowds, Xia Zhuo first said to the classmate, "It's okay, you can go first."

The boy first glanced at Lu Fenghe, Lu's cold eyes made hair stand on end, he didn't look a second time, he quickly lowered his head and pushed the cart away.

Xia Zhuo turned back again.

Lu Fenghe had already let go, and still looked at her with deep and cold eyes. It was the same last time, and she chose to respond. Every time she responded to others first, she just left him alone regardless of his emotions.

Xia Zhuo was not touched by that car, but if she said "it's okay, it's just a bicycle" now, she would most likely never listen to those gossips in her life.

Also in order to smooth out the bristles for student Lu who has just been left out for a sentence and is extremely prone to blowing up, so he said in a very sensible way, "I won't do it next time."

"There will be another time." He paused, and raised his cold eyelids, "I won't stop you either."

This girl also looked obedient, she dared to run with him when she was a child, how obedient she could be, she had to learn a lesson before she could remember anything.

Lu Fenghe stepped forward first, and Xia Zhuo trotted a few steps to follow him. Seeing his indifferent expression, she followed him for a short distance before tentatively reaching out and tugging at his sleeve, "Hey, are you angry?"

He didn't say anything, she looked up at Lu Fenghe's tense jaw, "No way, you are worried about me."

He still didn't speak, only Xia Zhuo could be heard alone.

"Do you want to hear the joke? If you don't say anything, I will take it as your default."

"If you laugh after listening, you can't go back on your word."

"Then I'll start talking."

The girl tugged on his sleeve lightly, as if acting like a baby, which made his heart beat faster, and he knew it was wrong, she just wanted to please him so that he could hear the gossip he wanted to hear.

While he was angry that Xia Zhuo could let him take care of others first, he was also angry at himself for making trouble in such a hurry.

The orange cat raised in his family usually ignores him, only meowing and clinging to him when he is hungry and wants to eat canned food.

In the same way, Xia Zhuo doesn't want to eat canned cat food, she just wants to hear gossip today.

In his ear, Xia Zhuo told a story about an onion and an aunt who was crying in the wind, but he didn't listen carefully at all, and he didn't know if it was funny or not.

Every time the orange cat clings to him and wants to eat canned food, he will give it to him. Xia Zhuo is coquettish this time, Jiang Ziya is fishing, and he bites the hook without a temper.

Lu Fenghe stopped in his tracks, glanced at a milk tea shop next to him, "Buy me a drink, full sugar, I'll tell you when I'm done."

"Okay, do you want anything you want?" Xia Zhuo readily agreed.

He didn't drink for this cup at first, so he said lightly, "Whatever."

Xia Zhuo nodded, turned and walked into the milk tea shop, but couldn't help thinking in his heart, if Lu Fenghe was Xia Jianjun's son, the two of them would have to be mad at each other.

She originally wanted to hear a few gossips, but after seeing that he was not very happy, she said those nonsense words later to make him happy.

When her parents were not divorced, she was truly loved and protected by He Huizhen. The moment Lu Fenghe pulled her away and looked at her nervously, she had seen it in He Huizhen's eyes countless times.

Whenever Xia Jianjun got drunk and went home and threw wine and smashed things, He Huizhen would pull her behind like that and protect her with her body, fearing that things would hit her and hurt her.

That genuine emotion and worry.

She can see.

The three or two students in front dispersed, Xia Zhuo came to the front, and the clerk asked, "What do you want?"

She looked at the order list, and ordered two glasses of the most expensive one on the list, 28 a cup.

Normally, she would not be willing to drink it.

Think of it as spending money today for student Lu's happiness.

Getting the things quickly, Xia Zhuo went out with the bag and gave him a portion with a straw.

Lu Fenghe took it in his hand and just glanced at the label paper on it, 28 cups, he inserted a straw into it, and said casually, "It's quite willing."

Xia Zhuo struck while the iron was hot, "Then are you happy?"

Someone had a cold face, "Happy."

Xia Zhuo: "..."

It doesn't have to be so hard.

This Friday, Chen Chaoyang went home, Xia Zhuo followed him to 306, and when he opened the door, Lu Fenghe remembered to ask, "Do you want to come?"

One of the lights in the corridor was broken, and it was dim.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and it seemed that he had malicious intentions like this invitation.

He opened the door and went in, turned on the light, what he was going to say next was bitter and bitter, not suitable for this ambiguous atmosphere.

"Come in if you want to hear."

Xia Zhuo bit the straw and entered the door.

She saw Lu Fenghe put away her schoolbag casually, then went back to the bedroom drawer, took out a photo, and put it on the coffee table by her hand, "Look at this."

Xia Zhuo reached out to pick up the photo. It was an old graduation photo. The boy in the middle of the last row in the photo was tall and thin, and smiled at the camera. Although the photo was small and blurry, he could still see the kind ofThe spirit of youth.

Before finishing high school, Xia Zhuo instinctively said, "This is your junior high school graduation photo."

Lu Fenghe didn't seem to be surprised by her reaction, but anyone who saw this photo would think it was him at first glance.

He sat with his legs open, leaning against the back of the sofa, unhurriedly pinched the straw and stirred in his milk tea cup, "Look again, this is my brother, not me."

Xia Zhuo glanced at the photo again, only to see the words on it, it was a graduate of the 1900s, which was not in line with Lu Fenghe's age.

If you look carefully, you can still tell that the photo and Lu Fenghe belong to two people.

"You haven't seen my brother's before, and you think it's me. You say my parents have seen me since I was a child, what do they think?" Lu Fenghe glanced at the half cup of milk tea left, and suddenly didn't want to drink it anymore, put it down.

"This photo is too blurry to see. My brother also has a tear mole, which is in the same place as mine."

"When my brother left, the whole family was quite shocked. This matter seemed to be a taboo for the couple. No one mentioned it again, let alone in front of me. I only discovered it by accident when I was in the first year of high school., Later, I gradually learned about my brother."

Lu Fenghe said, "My brother suffered from leukemia in his third year of high school, which caused blood clotting disorders. He was hit by a car on the road, and the bleeding couldn't stop. The driver wasted time by arguing with passers-by regardless of things. My brother was afraid of pain and cold.Because this person died on a snowy day that year, I didn’t like snow when I was born, and when it snowed when I couldn’t speak, I cried all night and didn’t sleep.”

"After all, my brother and I are blood brothers, so we must look alike. Apart from these, there are many similarities. For example, when we first learned how to call people, we didn't learn to call them parents first, but we first learned to call them grandma.

For example, no one taught me how to hold chopsticks, but I consciously use my left hand. I have to say many times before using my right hand. There are many, many details. When I didn’t even know he existed, I was already very similar to him.."

"My brother's name is Lu Chuanxing, Little Chuan. That's his name. I always thought it was mine. You haven't seen the way they look at me, full of love, but they are clearly looking at another person through me."

Lu Fenghe turned his head to look at her, and smiled at her with complicated emotions in his eyes, "This will let me know what I will think, whether I look like a substitute."

"So, I don't want to be like him."

So he competed, rebelled, and tried his best to distinguish himself from Lu Chuanxing, but he didn't touch anything that Lu Chuanxing liked. He threw away the expensive model planes that Lu Yuanjiang gave him, and removed the moles of tears. His brother XueliHe just studied literature and allowed himself to degenerate.

Just to prove back to my parents, look, my brother is so good, but I can't wait to rot in the mud.

I am not him.

Lu Fenghe now also feels that it was ridiculous for him to be in the second grade at that time, so why should he be more idle than this.

It's not that I'm rushing to select some good people and good deeds.

After Lu Fenghe finished speaking, he lightly raised his eyes to look at the girl beside him. Xia Zhuo seemed to be stunned holding the cup of milk tea, with complex expressions and eyes.

He doesn't want to talk about this with people, just because he doesn't want to see such eyes, sympathize with him or feel that he is hypocritical.

Either way he doesn't feel comfortable.

Hypocritical is hypocritical, don't point it out on the surface.

He doesn't need to be pitied.

And the least qualified to get anyone's sympathy.

"Don't look at me like that." Lu Fenghe turned his eyes away, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"My dad said that there was no condition before. My brother lived for almost eighteen years, and he didn't wear more than ten new clothes outside. The school uniforms were all leftovers from the neighbor's children. Everything I get now is something my brother never had.Having had it, I know I'm the last person to complain."

The milk tea in Xia Zhuo's hand was already a little cold, but she still held it in her hand and didn't put it down. Standing at the angle of a bystander, she thought that she was not biased towards anyone, "But your brother's matter is not your fault.what."