Mom!
Her steps paused, but she didn't look back.Ji Fan hurriedly stood up and almost overturned the potted plant.Mom, he stood behind her in embarrassment, and said in a dumb voice, Mom, don't you want me?
How can it be?
I didn't mean that, she sighed, and finally turned around, her expression was unexpectedly gentle, it's just that everyone has their own way to go, even if it's a mother, it is impossible to rush the mobile phone ringing again.She looked down, raised her eyes and glanced at Ji Fan again, and nodded at him: Come on.After answering the phone, he answered in a low voice and strode out of the café.Ji Fan stood in place, and that strange feeling came up again.For some reason, he always felt like she had come to say goodbye to him.But why?
She's gone?
Ji Fan turned around: Mr.
Fu!
What's wrong, why is your face so pale?
In public, it is inconvenient for them to talk too much.Fu Mingyuan frowned, raised his chin slightly, and said, "Follow me."
The two walked to a secluded place.Ji Fan hesitated for two seconds, and then said all the doubts in his heart.Fu Mingyuan listened carefully, but did not question him, but said: Wait for me to ask.He dialed out a few calls, his expression was not very relaxed, and Ji Fan felt a little up and down in his heart: Mr.
Fu?
Something went wrong, Fu Mingyuan said, the specific cause and effect is still unclear, it seems that the data in her laboratory has been leaked.Ji Fan pursed his lips, just leaking information, it was Ms.
Chen, who had collapsed in front of Mount Tai and her color remained unchanged, how could she be so nervous?
It wasn't clear on the phone, Fu Mingyuan rubbed his head comfortingly, and waited for me to inquire again.Ji Fan snorted, still a little worried.Oh, and this.Fu Mingyuan handed him a form, Ji Fan looked down and was stunned for a moment, only to see that the H City High School Graduation Travel Plan was written in bold on it.Parents, I'll sign it for you.Fu Mingyuan stretched out his index finger and nodded, and his flat tone concealed a trace of imperceptible deafness.Oh, thanks?
Ji Fan was quickly distracted by what was written on the paper: Three days and two nights, a trip to the hot springs in N City?
He hissed in surprise: Huh?
Didn't you use it as a day trip to a science and technology museum before?
When did the school become so generous?
Fu Mingyuan shrugged his shoulders and looked away: Who knows?
Is it really a hot spring trip?
Ji Fan flipped over the piece of paper and looked at it several times, really!
Fu Mingyuan saw a trace of excitement and expectation in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile: Hmm.After a while, Ji Fan suddenly thought of something: Ah, wait a minute.Well?
I pushed the paper back and muttered, I can't go.Ji Fan sighed quietly, alas, obviously he has always wanted to go to the hot springs.Fu Mingyuan didn't take the piece of paper, the corners of his lips pursed into a line, he didn't look very happy, and said in a deep voice: I have talked to your head teacher.Why not go all of a sudden?
Ji Fan's face turned red: That's it, there's something wrong.What's up?
Ji Fan?
He struggled for a long time, his face turned red, and finally met the man's increasingly unkind gaze, and stammered: 7, July 12.Isn't that your birthday?
He lowered his head, his voice so low that he couldn't hear it: I want to spend time with you.Fu Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, and used all his strength to restrain the corners of his lips that wanted to rise, and said lightly: Oh, how do you know?
I Ji Fan glanced at him quickly, and I checked it on the Internet.As if he was afraid that he would be angry, he hurriedly added again, really, just this time, never again.Fu Mingyuan couldn't restrain himself any longer, showed a slight smile, and raised his hand to flick his bangs: Silly boy.In the green shadow, Fu Mingyuan bent down slightly, and quickly kissed Ji Fan's forehead through the shade of the tree.Ji Fan's eyes narrowed at this kiss.Silly, how could I just let you go on a hot spring trip with someone else?
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☆、The day of the trip to the hot spring hotel is Tuesday, and the weather is very sunny.What's even more rare is that even the smog in the urban area has dispersed, and Ji Fan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the apartment and opened the curtains, and he could see the distant and transparent blue sky at a glance.There was a sound of Ding Lingdang in the kitchen, and he was stunned for a second, then his face turned black and he hurried into the house.Sure enough, it was Professor Fu who was preparing breakfast.The man carried half a raw egg in one hand, frowning at the bowl in his hand, the egg shell and egg white and yolk mixed and crumbled inside.Ji Fan was stunned for a moment: Mr.
Fu, that, eggshell Fu Mingyuan: He pursed his lips: You can't eat it, I know.But it can't be taken out.Ji Fan: Obviously, his hands are full of yellow and white, probably because he is trying to fish the eggshell out of the rice bowl.Ji Fan couldn't bear to look directly, covered his eyes, took the apron from the side and hurriedly put it on, and said, "I'll come."
He poured the dead egg into the trash can, picked a new one, knocked it out while making some distance, and motioned to Fu Mingyuan to come and see: Oh, you have to pinch here, break it lightly, and then huh?
Suddenly, a magnetic voice sounded close to his ears, and a hot snort spurted on the side of his neck.Ji Fan's hand shook violently, and half of the eggshell clicked and fell into the bowl.Ji Fan: Fu Mingyuan circled him from behind and laughed a little proudly: Well, you're not very good.Ji Fan glared at him hatefully, and his ears became almost as pink as the rabbit apron on his body.The two of them messed around in the kitchen, and finally had to eat a small plate of crispy raw eggshell scrambled eggs.After breakfast, they took the train to N City to meet up with other students, when they first came, they were one person and one turtle, and when they went back now, Mr.
Fu had to buy tickets for Ji Fan.He was a little regretful, after all, the current classmate Ji couldn't lie in his coat in public.The train arrived very early and they were the first to arrive at the hotel.Tucked away on the back of a hill on the outskirts of N City, the hot spring hotel is surrounded by greenery, and there are seven or eight natural hot spring pools, which are divided into two annexes, east and west.They enter through the entrance of the West Building, where the Japanese-style wooden complex is delicate and lightweight, and the garden is paved with cobblestones, and small stone lamps are placed in the grass beside the road.Occasionally, I pass by a few small shrines that are empty and dilapidated, and I don't know if any gods have been worshiped in the past.As I got closer, I looked up and saw paper lanterns dangling under the eaves.It was afternoon, the lantern was not yet lit, and a soup word was scribbled on it.Ah, Ji Fan was a little surprised, it's really Japanese style.The waiter who led the way turned his head when he heard this, smiled at them, and said: Yes, our first boss was an overseas Chinese who returned from Japan, and he passed by Xiaotangshan before the outbreak of World War II and found that there was a natural hot spring here, so he specially invested in a hotel.Before he came, we had nothing in the mountains, and the transportation was very inconvenient.She stretched out her finger and pointed in the direction they came from, you see, even this road was repaired by the boss himself at his own expense.Ji Fan sighed, thinking to himself, in that era, he was willing to pay for people to build roads, he should be a rare good person.Everybody is grateful to him, right?
The waiter pursed his lips and smiled, but did not speak.Push open the paper door, take off your shoes and enter the room, on both sides are the traditional wooden lattice window paste white tissue paper, the lighting is very good, but the wooden corridor they pass through is long and winding, there is no figure in front and back, walking for a long time, it is inevitable that people are a little flustered.Ji Fan: Is there still a long way to go?
Hurry, hurry, just ahead.When the wind blows, the lanterns under the porch whirl, revealing many soup signs.Ji Fan subconsciously leaned towards Fu Mingyuan's side.Fu Mingyuan grabbed him with one hand and said lightly: Your boss's surname is Tang?
Ah, no, it's not.Yuyu refers to small Yuyama, and in Japanese, it also means hot water.She bowed slightly, pushed open a door, and arrived.She made a gesture of please: Guest, you are staying in the bamboo room.In the long corridor, the doors on both sides were closed, but only their room was lit and covered with neat tatami mats.It was probably too long uninhabited, and there was a faint damp air floating in the air.Ji Fan swallowed nervously: What about the others?
Well, the rest of the guests are lined up in the East Wing.Originally, this season, the West Pavilion was not open, but she smiled embarrassedly, there are really a lot of you, and the booking date is tight, so Cai Ji Fan still wanted to ask something, but was gently pulled by the person behind him.Fu Mingyuan took two steps forward, blocked him intentionally or unintentionally, and said coldly: I know, it's okay.The waiter stood still, curled the corners of his lips and smiled at them in a friendly manner.Putting down his luggage, Ji Fan pulled out the map on his mobile phone and looked at it carefully: the east and west museums each have their own independent courtyard gates, and the buildings are not connected, to be exact, they are completely isolated.If you want to go past the East Wing from this side, do you have to go down the mountain again?
No, you don't.You can walk through the path from the garden, where there is a small door.She took out a flashlight and handed it to them, it might be a little dark at night, be careful not to fall.Thank you.So, if it's okay, I'll go downstairs first.It's almost four o'clock, and I still have to prepare dinner Fu Mingyuan said abruptly and interrupted her: In the entire West Pavilion, only the two of us lived?
Ah, yes.However, I will always be on duty at the service desk downstairs, and you can ring the bell to call me at any time if you have something, my name is Xiaoyun.The two sent the waiter Xiaoyun away, and the paper door slowly closed behind his back.Ji Fan looked at the interior furnishings curiously.I have to say that although it is a little deserted, the layout of the West Building is very elegant.Probably as compensation, the hotel gave them a very spacious bamboo room, and there was even a small independent hot spring in the courtyard.Ha, it's like it's just the two of us who come out to play, Ji Fan tried the steaming hot spring water, and he was a little relieved, which is actually quite good.Fu Mingyuan hooked his lips: Yes, yes.But such a good West Pavilion, even if it's off-season, there's no need to close it, right?
Fu Mingyuan shook his head: I don't know.He took out two sets of yukata from the cabinet and handed them to Ji Fan: Go change them first?
Ji Fan obediently went into the house to change clothes, and when he came out, he saw Fu Mingyuan squatting by the hot spring pool, not knowing what he was looking at.What's wrong?
When Ji Fan approached, he saw the blades of grass shaking, as if some small animal was fleeing in a hurry.It's okay.Fu Mingyuan stood up, oh, mobile phone.Xu Haifan just called you several times, and they also arrived.Xu Haifan had indeed arrived, and he was still shouting on the phone Ji Fan Why haven't you come yet, the voice was so loud that it could almost be transmitted directly from the East Pavilion to this side, but Fu Mingyuan said coldly What is the matter, and the fire was instantly extinguished.Ji Fan glanced down at the screen, only to see a long text message from classmate Xu complaining about his grievances, and couldn't help laughing: Why do you keep targeting Haifan?
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He didn't know you were the one who took it.Sea sails?
Ji Fan: Okay, Mr.
Xu.Fu Mingyuan narrowed his eyes: I don't know it's me?
So he usually talks to you like this?
Ji Fan Fu Forehead: Forget it, when I didn't say it.This is deep in the mountains and old forests, and if he continues to talk about it, he is really worried that Comrade Xu's life will not be guaranteed.Outside the window, the sun was already in the west, the two of them picked up their flashlights and walked all the way down the mountain road, and sure enough, they saw the small garden that Xiaoyun said.At the end of the garden is a quiet path lined with white roses and separated by small carved iron gates.Isn't it the same hotel?
Ji Fan crossed the threshold and looked back, why do you have to use an iron door to separate it, wouldn't it be very inconvenient?
Fu Mingyuan shrugged, took his hand, and quickened his pace.The West Pavilion was really much more lively, and I could hear the noisy voices of children from a distance.To be honest, there aren't many students who are in the mood to go on a graduation trip, plus some who run out on their own.At this moment, there are only a few dozen high school students standing in the lobby, plus Lao Xu, the teacher who leads the team.Lao Xu's face was haggard, and when he saw Fu Mingyuan from afar, he jumped up suddenly, almost bursting into tears: Teacher Fu!
Teacher Fu saw an acquaintance here, Ji Fan quickly shrank back, withdrew his hand and stuffed it into his pocket, bowed his head and kept a distance from Fu Mingyuan.Fu Mingyuan glanced at his small movements and didn't speak.Teacher Fu, you've finally arrived.It's so kind that you are willing to help Woo woo woo how can i do with so many students lao xu held the roster in one hand and the room key in the other, and squeezed over with difficulty.The corners of Ji Fan's lips twitched: Kindness?
Help?
Fu Mingyuan looked calm: His father is a retired teacher next door to us, and when he mentioned that his son needed help, I took the initiative to come.