During the lunch break, Ji Fan secretly hid in the toilet cubicle and tried to call Chen Zhen.Unsurprisingly, no one answered.The few messages he had sent earlier were also marked as unread.Ji Fan hesitated again and again, edited a text message to Guan Yu, but quickly received a reply, and the other party asked him to meet by the playground after school.In early summer, the campus is quiet, and there are students running or taking a walk after eating in the playground.In fact, Chen Zhen would take leave to leave school every one or two months, sometimes for half a day, sometimes for a week.Guan Yu scratched his head, he didn't seem to be there at this time last year.Ji Fandao, do you know where he went to school before?
It's probably the north, I don't know the specifics, I just know that he had a car accident in his sophomore year of high school, and he seems to have taken a whole year off from school.Car accident?
Guan Yu nodded, and lowered his voice Someone peeked at his family questionnaire, and it seemed that both parents had passed away in that car accident.There were many people in the class who believed this statement, but we were afraid that he would be upset, so we didn't ask him in detail.Ji Fan was a little surprised, and raised his eyes to look at the other party.Guan Yu was embarrassed, no matter what happened before, the transfer must be to start over, he didn't want to mention it, why should he use the past to harass others?
Ji Fan nodded, the young man in front of him was not good-looking, but he was indeed a good squad leader.However, there is one more thing that is too much to hesitate about.How?
I haven't mentioned this to anyone else, Guan Yu weighed it for a while, and continued, Actually, I met him in Xiguishan during Qingming last year.Ji Fan was stunned for a moment, Xiguishan is the largest local cemetery in H City, and most of the citizens are buried there after they die.However, Chen Zhen is obviously a transfer from school, his hometown is in the north, and his parents should be buried elsewhere, what did he do at the cemetery in H City?
Guan Yu said that he didn't know, but when he went down the mountain after sacrificing his ancestors that day, he happened to bump into him holding a few bunches of white chrysanthemums and walking up, the road was slippery in the rain, and the pedestrians were weaving, and the two passed by and only said hello.Guan Yu didn't react at all, so he didn't ask the other party who he was going to worship.Maybe it's a distant relative, Guan Yu guesses, you can ask Lao Xu, maybe the teacher has registered the contact information of his relative.This is indeed an important piece of information, if Chen Zhen has relatives in the local area, then he will definitely be able to find some clues.Ji Fan immediately had a plan in his heart, don't pass the pass, and plan to go to the faculty office before the teacher gets off work.Who knows, as soon as he turned the corner, he met Fu Mingyuan, who had just finished eating.Ji Fan was stunned, and before he could speak, he saw Fu Mingyuan's gaze condensed, shooting behind him like substance, where Guan Yu was chasing out of the root of the wall.This person is running and holding up his mobile phone and yelling for a while, remember to send me a message!
Ji Fan Fu Mingyuan.Guan Yu stopped his steps with a crunch, and inexplicably felt a chill Fu, Professor Fu!
He was a little confused, obviously Professor Fu was still like a spring breeze in the face of the students at the mobilization meeting in the morning, why did he feel like a different person in private?
Ji Fan held his forehead, and quickly found an excuse to break him away first, and then turned his head to coax people.No matter what he said, Fu Mingyuan was noncommittal and pursed his lips unhappily.Knowing that the two of them were just investigating, he couldn't do this kind of thing by using the question, but reason was reason, and in his heart, he still made a hard note to the kid surnamed Guan.Where to discuss, do you have to come to such a secluded place?
He saw that Ji Fan was naturally very good, so he naturally felt that everyone thought so.In the fairy tale, the little prince put a glass cover on the rose.Fu Mingyuan thought with some resentment, if it were him, he would definitely change to a thick cover made of iron, so that others could not covet his treasures.Ji Fan said that his mouth was a little dry, so he naturally took the warm pot that Fu Mingyuan was carrying and took a sip.When he looked up again, he saw Fu Mingyuan staring at the edge of the kettle in his hand, his eyes were deep, he couldn't tell what his expression was, and his anger seemed to have disappeared suddenly.Ji Fan didn't know why, licked the corners of his lips, and handed him back the teapot Do you want to drink it too?
At this moment, a suspicious stiffness flashed across Fu Mingyuan's face, and he snatched the kettle, and without saying much, he tightened the lid hard.He glanced away, as if casually, didn't he go to the office to look at the roster?
Oh yes!
Ji Fan exclaimed in a low voice and glanced at the time, it's so late, shouldn't he have gotten off work?
Even if someone is still there, are you sure he'll let you flip it around?
Fu Mingyuan raised his eyebrows.Unsure, Ji Fan lowered his shoulders, but he always had to ask to know that the bell jingled softly.Fu Mingyuan stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers hung a string of old brass keys.He looked a little smug on his face, can that kid take you into the office?
Ji Fan, why are you still thinking about this stubble!
Scold.Fu Jiao's mood improved, and he said generously, come with me.In the twilight, the lights in the senior math office had been turned off, and the small window on the top of the wooden door showed a half-pulled sunset.Fu Mingyuan acted cautiously, waited for a while after knocking on the door, and made sure that there was no one inside, then took out the key from his pocket, pushed the door in three or two and pushed the door in.Ji Fan followed him, and the two quickly dug out a thick roster from the data cabinet.The roster records the students' family information, and there are also some various notes, such as xx's mother working the night shift, paying attention to the time when contacting, or xx living with grandma, the old man needs to speak loudly behind his ear, etc.It can be seen that the class teacher of class 6 is a meticulous woman, and she has a clear understanding of the family situation of almost every student.However, turning to the back page, Ji Fan was suddenly stunned, only to see that among the many dense messages, only Chen Zhen's name was blank at the back, but he reluctantly filled in a guardian, who was his grandmother.The two glanced at each other, Fu Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, could his grandmother also be in H City?
Looking at this call, it seems to be a local Ji Fan shook his head and said No need to call, this is Chen Zhen's own number.The old man is old, and it is impossible to take care of his grandchildren, not to mention that Chen Zhen only left his mobile phone, no wonder those classmates said that even the head teacher couldn't figure out the whereabouts of this person.Chen Zhen, it turned out to be this Zhen.Fu Mingyuan's fingertips swept over the form, with a thoughtful look on his face.What's wrong?
It's just that it seems to be a little familiar with Chen Zhen.Fu Mingyuan thought for a moment and shook his head, nothing.Ji Fan glanced at him, wrote down the old man's name and registered home address, and stuffed the information book back into the cabinet.That night, Fu Mingyuan left in advance.After the evening self-study, Ji Fan walked home alone, always feeling a little uneasy.His eyes seemed to be covered with a vague veil, and he could clearly feel that he was only one step away from the truth, but he couldn't piece together the fragmentary clues anyway.If Chen Zhen still doesn't reply to the message tomorrow, he will go to his house to have a look.Ji Fan made up his mind and pushed open the courtyard door with his backhand, but unexpectedly saw a thin figure standing in the dark.His first reaction was to think it was Chen Zhen, and he almost blurted out, squinting for a while before realizing that it was his mother.Chen Youqing was wearing a dark suit, dusty, and seemed to have just come back from outside, standing in the courtyard in a daze for some reason.Hearing the sound, she turned her head like waking up from a dream, and you are back?
She patted the hem of her skirt as if she were disguised, stepped up the stairs, turned on the hall light, and said, Come in.Only then did Ji Fan notice that the soles of her low-heeled leather shoes were full of mud, and the uppers were stained with a lot of mud and grass clippings, and there was a mud mark when she stepped on it.I don't know if it's an illusion, under the dim light, Chen Youqing looks like he is older, the fatigue on his face is worse than a few days ago, and there is a faint blue and black hanging under his eyes.Ma Jifan frowned slightly.Probably because of his lack of energy, Chen Youqing didn't blame him for grinding, he just said come in first, it's cold outside.This sentence came out of her mouth, and it was almost a warm vein.Ji Fan nodded and obediently walked into the entrance.The two faced each other and quietly changed into slippers.Ji Fan hesitated again and again, and couldn't help but say Mom, you just came back?
Well, she doesn't raise her head, there's something going on today.Usually, Ji Fan probably wouldn't have asked any more, but tonight's mother seemed to be particularly talkative, what happened to him subconsciously looking up?
It's nothing.Chen Youqing paused, probably realizing that his attitude towards his son was too cold, and added stiffly, I am going to sweep the grave.Ji Fan didn't react, so he listened to Chen Youqing continue to tell your little uncle.His heart jumped suddenly, as if something had loosened.The topic of the little uncle has always been taboo at home, and Ji Fan doesn't know anything except that he roughly knows that this person is Chen Youqing's youngest brother who died young.There was only mother and son in the room, and outside the window was a high and distant full moon, sprinkling cold and clear light, the shadows of the trees swaying, and the night breeze whispering.Late at night always makes people unconsciously unconsciously unloaded.Chen Youqing stood in the dining room for a while, pulled out a chair and sat down, rubbing her eyebrows tiredly.Today is his death day, she whispered, I don't know who to tell it, he was very good with his mother when he was a child.Ji Fan didn't leave, nor did he answer.He was so smart and diligent, it was obvious that the corners of Chen Youqing's lips were pursed into a straight line, and a trace of anger flashed on his face, and then turned into a faint sadness.She glanced at Ji Fan, and she didn't know what emotion in her eyes she said, "My nephew is like an uncle, and you look very similar to him."
That's why she always stopped talking suddenly, staggered to her feet, and went upstairs to get an old photo album down.You see, isn't it very similar?
Chen Youqing took out a group photo and put it in front of Ji Fan, in the photo, her face was cold, and the brother who hugged her affectionately next to her smiled very gently.Chen Youqing touched the photo cherishedly and smiled softly.Ji Fan had actually seen his photos a long time ago and knew that the two of them looked similar.It's just that compared to that photo, the people here look much softer.Ji Fan still remembers the single photo by the sea, he was terribly thin, his wrist bones were stunned, his face was full of melancholy, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were dull and dull, like a rusty knife.And here he bent his eyes slightly, looking at the camera with a smile, or maybe he was looking at the person who took the photo, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed a trace of indescribable warmth.Ji Fan played with the thin photo, flipped it to the back, and was suddenly stunned, only to see that the pen font on it was vigorous and powerful, and it was written to bless Zhen's friend.Youzhen Chen Youzhen?
He knew that the previous generation of the Chen family was from Youzi, and Chen Youqing changed to young because she was a daughter.Ji Fan's eyes widened slightly, looking at this signature, the photo was probably taken by a friend, and it was specially washed out and sent to the two protagonists, so Youzhen is the real name of the little uncle?
Then, the person who took the picture was he looked up in confusion.Chen Youqing also caught a glimpse of the words, his face changed slightly, and he snatched the photo and pressed it on the table.No one.Her tone was so cold that I didn't recognize her.She didn't want to say more, but the name Chen Zhen, a tall and thin figure, suddenly flashed in Ji Fan's mind, does it have anything to do with Youzhen?
，，，，www.. net,,☆, Chapter 91 I'm tired of breakfast, Chen Youqing took back the photo, rubbed his eyebrows, you go to sleep too.She probably couldn't talk here, Ji Fan lay on the small bed and tossed and turned, dreamed messily all night, and climbed out of bed the next day with dark circles under her eyes.took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and looked at it, and sure enough, Chen Zhen did not reply.Let's go to his house after school to see how it goes.As soon as Ji Fan made up his mind, Xu Haifan's message popped up on the screen.First, a moment later, the news came in a swarm and tinkling.This guy posted more than a dozen crying expressions in a row, and finally said angrily that Fu Mingyuan is a pervert, damn it!
He called in the middle of the night last night to assign tasks, and Lao Tzu didn't finish it all night last night, and the day !!
A series of exclamation points expressed his resentment.At the beginning, Professor Fu was long and Professor Fu was short, but now they are all starting to call him by his name.Ji Fan couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.My mother helped me ask Lao Xu for leave Xu Haifan's voice sounded wilting, Fanfan, you go to school by yourself, you don't have to wait for me.Well.Ji Fan thought about it, and still felt that it was okay to comfort Fa Xiao, you have a good rest at home, a ghost!
Did my mom let me do the work at home?
Xu Haifan laughed angrily, am I her own child?
Is it?
He began to imitate Aunt Haixia's tone vividly, lazy embryo, idle for more than half a year, finally someone is willing to control you.What kind of regulation is this?
Is it abuse, understand?
Mistreat!
Xu Haifan shouted to the end, and he was a little hoarse.Ji Fan wiped his sweat, hesitated for a moment, and said euphemistically, Do you remember that we were fighting in the stairwell yesterday Fu, Professor Fu was probably a little angry I know, that stingy ghost!
Xu Haifan suddenly said, isn't it just a broken note, what do you want to do if you say it's a misunderstanding!
I'm a stingy man, no wonder I can't find my wife Ji Fan when I'm almost thirty, what did I say?
Dare to speak ill of the teacher behind your back, are you bold?
Aunt Haixia's voice came from afar.Xu Haifan hurriedly lowered his voice and said quickly, I slipped away first, goodbye!
Being stirred up by him like this, Ji Fan's depressed mood relaxed a lot, put down his mobile phone, washed and cleaned up.The junior was probably the first to get up on the street, and when he closed the courtyard door, the street was still covered with morning mist.The morning sun is sunken in a milky white mist, like a tempting salted egg yolk.Ji Fan lowered his head and nibbled on bread and walked slowly towards the bus stop.Passing by a house, he was stunned for a moment and suddenly stopped.It was a small courtyard with many beautiful flowers, three of the most delicate pots were placed by the railing, and a few green leaves peeked out shyly from the gap in the iron gate.