In the end of August, the sun was still very strong.

After school, the sun had not yet dissipated, so the handsome boy had a fluffy gold edge. The boy lowered his eyes and closed the book in his hand. The cold voice of the bone porcelain made a low sound: "What did you say?"

"I said—" The boy with a buzz cut in the front seat sat the seat like a wheelbarrow and said shakingly, "There is a new video game store on the ninth floor of Yintai. Will you go?"

The boy closed his cold eyes slightly, opened them again, and said straightforwardly: "Look at me, I seem to like someone from an video game store?"

"I don't like you, today is not the last day, and the last chance to relax." The eyes of the front seat slanted to other parts of the classroom, "Besides, they all hope you go."

There were four or five young girls in the middle of the classroom. Although they were talking, they would glance at them from time to time because of the movements in this corner, obviously looking forward to something.

The boy threw the book in his hand into his backpack, leaned forward, and then stood up.

The wide short-sleeved school uniform swayed, vaguely revealing his thin waistline. Fu Yuhan stepped on his backpack slanted to his shoulders and walked out without looking back: "If you don't go, I have something to do."

"What can you do on the last day of August!" The boy in the front seat still didn't give up.

In just one sentence, the boy had already walked to the back door with his long legs.

"I made an appointment with someone."

The air rolled up with cold words, and the flying short-sleeved hem had disappeared from the corner of the back door.

The four or five girls all showed disappointed expressions.

"Fu Yuhan doesn't do group activities..."

"What's going on when I have an appointment? Does he have a girlfriend?"

"Sun Wenrui, didn't you say he would definitely come when you called him?"

Sun Wenrui put his seat back with a "slap" and suddenly stood up: "Who can persuade Brother Fu to come up with his temper? I'm not a god, okay? But he definitely doesn't have a girlfriend, don't worry about this. I guess he might be going to find his old classmates."

"What old classmates? Which group of No. 1 Middle School?"

"Yes, look at Brother Fu's temper. Can ordinary people be regarded as friends by him?" Sun Wenrui nodded, with a little pride in his voice, "Only those of No. 1 Middle School - and I can be considered his friends."

"I play with the people from No. 1 Middle School all day and don't look at us." The girls muttered dissatisfiedly, "We are obviously classmates..."

Fu Yuhan walked to the intersection, narrowed his eyes at the sunset, and then took out his cell phone and took a look.

16:45.

I heard that the get out of class was over at 5 o'clock in the first half of the year.

This semester, in order to cope with the inspection, No. 3 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School both found another place to give the third class lessons, which was unexpectedly close.

This is a good thing. During normal classes, two schools are in the east and the west of the city, and there is no time to meet. Taking advantage of the opportunity of getting closer to summer tutoring, Chu Lei invited Fu Yuhan, Yang Fan and several others to have supper at home.

When I was a child, Fu Yuhan and Yang Fan were neighbors and met each other very early. Later, they went to the same junior high school and met Chu Lei and several others. A group of people had a good relationship. In the middle school entrance examination, everyone agreed to take the first high school entrance examination and be classmates for another three years.

As a result, by chance, Fu Yuhan came to No. 3.

The No. 1 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School are both provincial key points. They have been competing for the first place in the city for many years. It sounds like this, but it is far apart.

Only in this way can Fu Yuhan meet them once.

It's a bit embarrassing. He has been looking forward to meeting today three days ago.

The sun gradually sets westward, and time goes to 17:00 bit by bit.

The boy's clean and tidy white school uniform was dyed golden by the sunset. When he lowered his eyes to look at the road, his always cold eyebrows were a little gentle.

"Hello Brother Fu!"

"Hey, Brother Fu isn't going back yet?"

"What's the good thing today? Brother Fu looks in a good mood."

Fu Yuhan is very famous at No. 3 Middle School. When he stood at the intersection, the passing students had to look back at him for a few glances. Within 15 minutes, he had been greeted by twelve people one after another.

Yishui's "Brother Fu" made his ears a little callused.

At first, Fu Yuhan would say "um" but later he simply lowered his head, ignored it, and pretended that he was a deaf person.

It was just to wait for Yang Fan that he was willing to stand here as a monkey in the zoo.

After five o'clock, the phone finally shook, but it was not good news.

Yang Fan: The teacher is going to the class, so you may have to worry about waiting for a while.

Fu Yuhan was about to reply to him, but suddenly someone patted him on his back. He turned around and saw Ge Ran standing behind him.

Ge Ran is the class monitor of their class, a girl with a very good personality. Although Fu Yuhan often ignores people, the class monitor's face must be given a little.

"Is there anything wrong?" he asked, typing on his phone.

Fu Yuhan: It's okay, I'm here at the intersection.

"School will officially start tomorrow. I have to change the newspaper to a new one. Can you please help me draw a picture?" Ge Ran said, "I asked. Teacher Zhou said that after this issue, you won't have to go out again in the third year of high school. Students participating in the newspaper to a free time in the classroom for the first week of school starts. This benefit is not bad, right?"

It may be good for others, but not for Fu Yuhan. His cold eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he calmly stated: "I have never sat down if I don't let you walk."

“…”

Ge Ran choked a little by himself. However, she knew how to deal with him after being a classmate for more than two years. She clasped her hands together and bowed three times as if she was worshipping Buddha: "The last time, I won't be the case. You are a lot of people. Can you give me some face? If you don't go on, our class board review will lose to Class 2 again!"

Class 2 is the minefield for everyone in their Class 6.

Sure enough, Fu Yuhan relaxed: "...what is drawing?"

Ge Ran smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The content of the senior high school newspaper is nothing more than sprint preparation, so the accompanying pictures should be in this regard. She had an idea, so she mentioned a few words and said that she would give Fu Yuhan some examples and reference the next morning.

"Okay." Fu Yuhan said last.

After he finished speaking, he took out his cell phone and took a look.

Yang Fan: I heard that there is a new home appliance store on Yintai Tower? Otherwise, let’s go there to play?

Fu Yuhan frowned.

He looked cold and frowned as if someone had owed him three million. Ge Ran suddenly felt embarrassed and asked in a low voice: "Are you very reluctant?"

Fu Yuhan's eyebrows relaxed, and his expression was instantly stunned.

"No," he said, "waiting for someone."

"I said, why haven't you left after school for so long?" Ge Ran suddenly realized, "I thought you were going to play video games with Sun Wenrui and the others."

"Aren't you going?" Fu Yuhan asked, "I see Xu Qianyi and the others said they were going."

"I'll go, if I hadn't left long ago to find you. Anyway, today would be the last day of summer vacation." Ge Ran blinked at him, "You have to have a sense of ritual."

A sense of ceremony.

His sense of ceremony was originally going to Chu Lei’s house with Yang Fan and the others for dinner to do homework and play the game console.

But Wen Yu said...

It was "Wen Yu's saying" again.

After entering high school, Fu Yuhan's requirements for life were reduced to the point where "One day Yang Fan would not mention Wen Yu, that would be a good day."

Wen Yu, a new buddy Yang Fan met after he went to high school.

In Yang Fan's words, he was a "perfect male god" with "good grades, good looks, good figure, and good temper" and no shortcomings at all.

But how can a person have no shortcomings?

Fu Yuhan scoffed at this - he had seen Wen Yu, but he didn't know anything else, at least in Fu Yuhan's opinion, this person has a very bad personality.

For example, at this time, Wen Yu would send him a message alone, with a simple tone and a flaunt between the lines.

Wen Yu: Sorry, I kidnapped your Yang Fan away.

The straight man Yang Fan didn't know that his two best brothers - Fu Yuhan and Wen Yu - were both bent, and they were also lovers who were both tired of each other.

The center of the arrow happens to be him.

Wen Yu's private chat is equivalent to stretching his feet on Fu Yuhan's face and stepping on it.

And he stepped on it for a second time.

Wen Yu: Oh, by the way, since you have made an appointment with them, should you come together?

Ge Ran waved his hand and left. Fu Yuhan took a deep breath, his fingers with distinct joints moved rapidly on the screen keyboard, and he was holding his fire and cut to the dialog box with Yang Fan to reply to him.

Fu Yuhan: I won’t go. You and Wen Yu, I will go directly to Chu Lei’s house.

He locked the screen and wanted to leave directly.

However, this time, Yang Fan's reply came very quickly.

Yang Fan: Chu Lei will go with us too. He will have dinner outside later, so he will save his mother from helping us, a big group of people.

Fu Yuhan: Then I'm going home.

Yang Fan: Don’t, come on, it’s boring if you are missing~~

Yang Fan: I miss you~

“…”
To be continued...