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Chapter 31
The Lincoln car attracted all the eyes around.
Ji Weiyan looked at his son who hadn't seen him for a long time, and asked softly: "Are you going to get in the car? Or should I go down and walk with you?"
Jirang stared at him sarcastically, without saying a word or rejecting it.
Ji Weiyan is too familiar with this look. Over the past few years, he has looked at him and Ji's family in this way, and then went further and further.
He smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "I just came to see you and talk to you. Yesterday I went to find you where you lived, and you were not there."
The traffic lights are on and continue to pass. Jirang crossed the car and saw Qi Ying carrying a schoolbag, walking across the road with the first grader from another school.
He leaned slightly and got into the car.
Ji Weiyan breathed a sigh of relief in silence, and told the driver: "Let's drive."
Students outside the car secretly discussed:
——The big guy is indeed a big guy, this car is awesome.
——So this is the reason why the big guys can continue to stay in Kaiichi when they fight and fight.
——Ah, this era of fighting father.
Inside the car, a touch of rosin overflowed with the flowing air. Jirang leaned on the cushions and looked out the window. The cold air all over his body seemed to drop the temperature by several degrees.
Ji Weiyan looked at him with a complex expression, but couldn't say what he wanted to say.
He was never a father who was good at communication.
For a long time, I can only start by asking about food, clothing, housing and transportation: "Is there anything lacking where I live?"
Jirang ignored him.
He doesn't care: "You are getting busy with your studies now. I will find a nanny to cook for you. Can I clean up the room?"
Jirang still didn't respond.
Ji Weiyan sighed slightly: "I heard Qianqian say that you went to the hospital to see your grandfather secretly, haven't you? Grandpa has been discharged from the hospital, and is now recuperating at home. If you have time, you can go back and have a look."
Jirang finally made a move, and looked back at him sarcastically, his tone indifferent: "You don't need to care about my business."
Ji Weiyan frowned.
He was wrong. Hearing what Xue Manqing said, he thought that Jirang was aware of the absurdity of the past, had begun to change, and would grow up, mature, and gradually understand many things. But now saw him, but found that he was colder than before, and the thorns all over his body hurt more.
His low-pitched concern didn't get a trace of understanding.
Ji Weiyan also became silent.
No one in the car spoke, as if even heavy breathing was an interference. The driver didn't know where to go and didn't dare to ask questions at will, so he could only drive around the road.
Going around, didn't know how to go around where Jirang lived.
He said coldly: "Stop."
The driver glanced at the boss through the rearview mirror. Seeing that he had no response, he acquiesced and pulled the car over.
Jirang took his schoolbag and was about to get out of the car. Ji Weiyan opened his mouth to express his last concern: "Is the pocket money enough? Is the tuition fee expensive? I'll show you something later."
Jirang turned around abruptly, his cold voice accompanied by anger: "Who told you that I was tutoring?"
Ji Weiyan noticed that he was in a bad mood, so he was taken aback and said, "Your classmate."
Jirang stared at him with irritability in his eyes. After a long while, he suddenly smiled. The smile was sarcastically dazzling, "So, this is the reason you came to me today? Do you think I changed? Do you see hope again?"
Ji Weiyan's lips stretched.
Jirang smiled irresistibly: "Do you want to play a filial piety with me? Do you want me to live in harmony with you?" The last sentence almost squeezed out between the teeth, "You never want to have that day. "
He kicked the car door and was about to leave. Ji Weiyan was so angry that he couldn't help but scream: "Jirang!"
He paused, but didn't turn his head back. For a long time, he smiled lowly: "I won't forgive you, I won't in this life."
He jumped out of the car with his schoolbag.
Ji Weiyan wanted to shout, but in the end he said nothing.
He looked at the tall and thin back with bitterness in his eyes.
That is his son, he has grown so old and so tall. But for so many years, the number of times father and son have met is very few. He used to think that as long as Jirang grows up and matures a little bit, he will understand him one day, the father and son will talk about each other, and he will call himself "Dad" one day.
But at this moment, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be about to lose this son.
...
Jirang did not go home.
After school today, he wanted to take Qi Ying to eat strawberry pudding. When walked to the second class classroom, saw her walking out with another tall and handsome boy.
He heard the comments from the passing students: That is the first grade in Yancheng No. 7 Middle School, he looks so handsome and gentle.
Qi Ying should know him, she smiled so sweetly.
She would also show such a sweet smile to others.
The first grade is really amazing.
He looked down at his schoolbag, which was full of junior high school exercise books, as if silently mocking him.
The road on the street was very straight and long. He walked aimlessly on it. For a few moments, he suddenly hoped that the road had no end.
He can keep walking, keep walking, never having to stop and think about where he should go.
He has nowhere to go.
...
The book that Qi Ying would recommend to Fu Nanxun is "Waiting in the Dark", which is the work of a suspenseful writer in Japan. It was obviously a suspenseful or even a bit horrifying story, but she saw the warmth of healing from it.
Until the final ending, like the sky is wide open, the sun shines through.
She was moved by the author's creative skills and couldn't wait to give her classmates the feeling of being cured.
They found the book in Xinhua Bookstore.
Fu Nanxun took the small one and looked at the cover, then laughed softly: "It's a novel. I always thought that you would recommend a tutorial book or a masterpiece."
Qi Ying didn't know what he was talking about. He pursed his lips and smiled. He glanced across the row of bookshelves of the tutoring materials and saw a copy of "High School Basic Knowledge Explanation".
She walked over and flipped through it, and found that the classification and explanation were very detailed, and the sample questions were also representative, which was very useful for students with average basics.
She bought it.
Fu Nanxun smiled and typed and asked her: Your grades do not need this kind of basic guidance book, right?
Qi Ying returned to him: bought it for others.
He thought that she should be the cousin who bought her for her freshman year.
After buying the book, Fu Nanxun wanted to have dinner with her again, but Qi Ying shook his head and refused. He didn't even agree to let him take her home. Fu Nanxun could only send her to the bus stop.
Waiting until she got in the car to find a place to sit down, standing under the car window through the window with a smile gently waved to her.
Qi Ying began to search for Fu Nanxun's memories in his brain. He was too considerate of her concern, a little bit at a loss for her. Had to carefully recall the various things related to him.
After recalling it for a while, he was relieved.
No.
In all the memory of the original owner about this tablemate, there is only the friendship of classmates, and there is no meaning of men and women.
Qi Ying relaxed.
When she arrived at school the next day, she first went to the classroom to put down her schoolbag, and then ran to Class 9 with the newly bought guidance book. While looking around at the back door, Jirang was not there.
She obediently stood aside and didn't stand in the way, and waited for a while, until the morning self-study bell rang and Jirang still did not show up.
He was late again.
Qi Ying could only return to the classroom.
The second period was a small history class. thought would meet Jirang here, but he didn't come for the whole class.
After every get out of class, she ran to Class 9 to take a look.
didn't see Jirang until after school in the morning. The last row next to the window is empty, and the surrounding unscrupulous teenagers are not being supervised, and they are stumbling.
Yue Li and Fu Nanxun stood by the corridor waiting for her to eat in the cafeteria.
Fu Nanxun frowned and asked, "Who is she looking for?"
The gossip Yue Li has long noticed from the tone of Fu Nanxun's eyes that he is unusual for Qi Ying. She is a staunch gangster. At this time, we must not allow outsiders to be jealous and destroy their feelings, and said solemnly: " An ordinary friend."
Qi Yingyi didn't find Jirang in the morning, and followed them to the cafeteria.
When we were cooking, met Qu Da Zhuang and his party.
They talked and laughed, but still the image of a bad boy who is not easy to provoke. The surrounding students were consciously far away from them, but Qi Ying was not afraid, and ran over with the dinner plate, blocking their way.
Several people looked at each other, looking at the girl who asked with their eyes in front of them, they all knew what she meant.
Qu Da Zhuang sighed, "Let me play like this again, maybe someday I will lose his little fairy." He pointed to the direction of the Xiabei Gymnastics Ground, and said to Qi Ying with his lips: "Play basketball over there. "
Qi Ying smiled, turned around and handed the dinner plate to Yue Li, and ran out.
Yue Li was too anxious: "Yingying, you can go after dinner!"
She couldn't hear, and quickly ran away.
Fu Nanxun stood by, looking complicated and asked, "Ordinary friends?"
Yue Li: "..."
Qi Ying first went back to the classroom to get the guidance book, and then ran all the way to Beiti.
On the huge empty court, the boy wearing a black T dribbled the ball and jumped up, smashing into the basket again and again, as if tirelessly.
Someone turned around and saw the little girl standing upright on the edge of the playground, holding a book and looking at him.
The basketball took off his hand and leaped away all the way. He stood squeezed, neither going over nor leaving. Through the cool autumn daylight, I saw her smiling sweetly at me.
He was inexplicably irritable.
Who cares about your smile.
Qi Ying held the book and approached step by step.
Smell the sweat of the teenager after exercise, mixed with the fragrance of soap jade on his clothes.
Jirang had a cold expression, his mouth was stretched, and he looked down at her coldly.
Qi Ying handed over the counseling book in his arms. He looked down and saw the words on it. The fingers hanging between the trousers couldn't help but tighten, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "What do you mean by giving this to Lao Tzu?"
Laozi is only worthy of basic knowledge, not the first in grade.
Seeing that he was not answering, Qi Ying handed it forward.
He had the irritability to knock the book off, but looking at her soft eyes, he couldn't do such a move.
Jirang stiffened his fingers and took the tutorial.
Qi Ying laughed happily, she reached out and turned the first page and pointed it to him.
It says:
Let's go to college together.