What is more terrifying than a person who is often hysterical is that a person who pretends to behave and is uncontrollable. From the moment he realizes that Fu Yuhan has seen this for the first time.

To be honest, he was a little worried.

I don’t know what happened to him or why he suddenly got angry.

It wouldn't be that painful to accompany Yang Fan to buy things. If Yang Fan hadn't been sitting opposite him, he would have explained to Wen Yu just now.

This is the way he is used to, and it may be a little sad, but it is just a little bit.

To be honest, even if you grow up so old, you will be injured even if you play basketball. It will hurt. Compared with the pain of such fine needle-like pain, Fu Yuhan feels that he is not that delicate.

It’s just that the pain is more frequent at the beginning.

After dinner, Fu Yuhan accompanied Yang Fan to take the bus.

Compared to him, Yang Fan had never seen Wen Yu's "in a bad mood" look like. He was more worried. Before getting on the bus, he kept reminding Fu Yuhan to contact him if there was any situation.

"I know, I won't forget it." Fu Yuhan couldn't help but take a photo of him, "But you, if you don't leave, just stay and go to evening self-study with me."

"...That won't work. I still have to buy the gift." Yang Fan said and got into the taxi, "I'm leaving... Cough cough, bye."

"Bay." Fu Yuhan said softly.

The corner of his lips, which was slightly raised, quickly hung up after the taxi drove out of the street. The street lights in the distance condensed into a dim halo on his retina.

...Why do you need to keep a fake smile in front of Yang Fan?

Fu Yuhan laughed at himself and turned around and walked back.

He didn't walk fast, and he was paying attention to whether there was a low-key and pretentious Maserati in the traffic heading towards Sanzhong. However, no, every car was in a hurry and there was no Wen Yu there.

Fu Yuhan had a bad premonition.

After entering the school gate, he subconsciously accelerated his pace and made great strides.

Ge Ran has returned, the door to the classroom of Class 6 is open, and many people are sitting inside. Fu Yuhan went in through the back door and glanced at Wen Yu, but he didn't see Wen Yu's figure.

And now there are about ten minutes left before evening self-study begins.

"Brother Fu? Why are you standing here?"

"What are you doing?"

Someone came in behind him, and Fu Yuhan came back to his senses and gave way to them. For some reason, he felt that Wen Yu might not appear tonight.

He was stunned for a while.

Before the teacher on duty came, Fu Yuhan thought for a while, took out his cell phone and dialed it over. There was still a shutdown prompt on the other end. He put down the phone and walked towards Ge Ran's seat: "Ge Ran."

Ge Ran was reading a book, and he was frozen for a moment when he heard it. Then he quickly put down the book, closed his temples, and turned around and smiled at him: "What's wrong?"

"Have Wen Yu contacted you?" He lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Are you taking leave or something."

"No?" Ge Ran said, "Why, do you want to ask for leave for him?"

"...ah," Fu Yuhan hesitated for a moment, "please ask for one. He has something to do tonight, and I don't know when he will come back."

"Oh, OK. I'll remember."

After saying that, Fu Yuhan returned to his seat and sat down.

The few minutes before evening self-study is the most time period for students who go out to eat. The class can be noisier almost every minute, but the seat next to Fu Yuhan is empty.

When the class bell finally rang, Fu Yuhan suddenly lowered his head and glanced.

There was a stack of books and test papers stacked on both sides of the black table pocket, and a reflective bead lay in the empty gap in the middle.

He didn't take it away, that lucky star.

Fu Yuhan suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

There were more than ten minutes to finish class during the evening self-study period. Fu Yuhan waited until then and called again, but it still couldn't be reached. Yang Fan sent a message to ask about the situation, and Fu Yuhan replied, "He hasn't come back."

Yang Fan: I called him too and turned off the phone.

Yang Fan: There is nothing I can do, it’s useless to be in a hurry if I can’t find someone. Let’s talk about it tomorrow.

Fu Yuhan: Well, that's all.

——Is this the only thing that can be done?

Fu Yuhan was a little moved. He thought about a class and did not go home after school. Instead, he walked into the community where Wen Yu lived.

He came frequently, and the community security guards already looked familiar with him, so they let him go without stopping him. Fu Yuhan touched Wen Yu's door in a familiar way and knocked on the door.

No one opens.

Knock again, but no one is there.

"Where did you go..." Fu Yuhan frowned slightly.

It was not until this moment that he suddenly realized that there were still many mysteries in Wen Yu. He could see whether he was really happy or fake, but he couldn't see who his parents were, where his home was, and he didn't know which corner of the city he would eat or quarrel with his father.

Wen Yu never mentioned these things.

Once he turns off the phone on his own initiative, he will be out of touch with his classmates.

Fu Yuhan sat down on the stairs in front of the door, thought for nearly twenty minutes, picked up his cell phone and called the fourth brother.

This is the only person he knew who had contact with Wen Yu "out of the school", but the fourth brother also knew nothing about where he was going.

"Xiao Qi, that's it." The fourth brother was very generous, "Don't worry, he won't have any trouble... You don't know that this person has a bad temper? It's not the first day that he and his father have a bad relationship. If you can't find someone, wait for tomorrow. He will adjust it himself... Me? I really don't know where his home is, and he has never told anyone."

"...so," he couldn't say that he was disappointed, and it might not be very surprised. Fu Yuhan replied lightly, "Thank you, Fourth Brother, I'll bother you."

"It's okay, I didn't help you. As for you, go back and have a nap, and you'll probably be fine tomorrow."

"Um."

It's good tomorrow... but will he really see Wen Yu tomorrow?

Fu Yuhan asked a question in his heart.

Before leaving school in the evening, he specially asked the students who participated in the competition. They had to leave with the school bus early in the morning and go outside for one day to take the exam, so they should not go back to school in the afternoon.

"Ouch! I'm scared to death!" A sound of the security door opening and closing was suddenly heard not far away, followed by a female voice, "Young man, why are you sitting here? I thought it was haunted in the middle of the night..."

A middle-aged woman walked out from next to Wen Yu's house. Seeing her dress and the big bags in her hand, she probably went downstairs to take out the garbage while the night was quiet.

"... Sorry, Auntie." Fu Yuhan stood up. A woman of this age always reminded him of He Yan. He was not very good at dealing with them, so he seemed a little restrained: "Do you know where this family is going?"

He refers to the Wen Yu family.

"I don't know, no one just doesn't come back. That young man has another family, right? He doesn't come back every few days. When he bought a house, he came to negotiate the contract and said that he bought a child as a school district house."

"Then do you know where his home is?" Fu Yuhan asked hopelessly.

"How do I know this?" The aunt looked at him speechlessly, as if he had said a joke.

"...Oh, thank you aunt. I'll wait and see."

"Don't wait, it's almost 12 o'clock, go back early. I think they won't come back today." Fu Yuhan looked good, and the aunt looked a bit like she looked at her son. She said a few more words, "Why don't you call him?"

"I've been hit, but I can't get through." Fu Yuhan said, "It's okay, I'll wait a little longer. If I can't wait for me, I'll go back."

Seeing that the aunt was unable to persuade her, she went downstairs to remove the trash. After a while, she went upstairs and saw Fu Yuhan still sitting, so she persuaded her a few more words.

Fu Yuhan didn't move.

It suddenly started to wind at night, and he wore a long-sleeved school uniform as a coat. He sat on the stairs and became colder. Just as he was thinking about whether to go home, a thunder suddenly sounded outside-

It's raining.

Fu Yuhan: “…”

The heavy rain quickly wet the ground outside. Looking out from the corridor window, he saw thick and dense raindrops. The cement floor near the window quickly wet around, and now he couldn't get rid of it even if he wanted to.

Damn it, it's amazing.

Is it still too late to force the door to enter Wen Yu's house to sleep for one night?

Fu Yuhan shrank his neck, pulled the zipper of the school uniform jacket to the top, buried his face in, and thought to himself that if Wen Yu told him that he had not been wronged at his father, he would definitely beat him to death.

The rain did not stop until dawn and the temperature dropped sharply.

After staying up late, people were afraid of colder than usual, and they didn't give him much face this day. When he walked out of the corridor, Fu Yuhan sneezes three times. Although it was time to go to school, he still went home.

There were Uncle Qin's shoes at the entrance. He Yan was probably watching the night in the hospital last night. The room was very quiet. Fu Yuhan tiptoed into his room and found a thick sweatshirt. He touched Qin Xiaolu's room and found a mask from the medicine drawer to put it on.

He sneezes hard as soon as he put it on.

Fu Yuhan: “…”

It's really deadly.

He waited for a while, but didn't hear anything in the big room. Uncle Qin shouldn't have been woken up by him. Last time he had a fever, there were some cold and antipyretic medicine left in his room. Fu Yuhan went in and found a bun of isatis root and came out to rinse it with hot water. He stuffed a few bags into his schoolbag before leaving.

I originally wanted to take a shower, but the shower was too loud.

Besides... he was afraid that the school car would leave if it was too late.

The early morning self-study in the third year of high school starts at 6:50, and the competition students will gather at 6:30. If Fu Yuhan hadn't been to the school at 5:00, it would have been difficult for him to squat in the school car.

The campus was very quiet in the early morning. Fu Yuhan first went back to the classroom alone and took out the rubber ball from Wen Yu's drawer.
To be continued...