Xiao Huanxi: I am Fang Yifan

“Take satin to fill the endless void.”

“Squandering this doesn’t itch or hurt.”

“I hope that you will have a soft spot.”

“Under the skin, it is not different.”

“Blame yesterday on the wrong clock.”

“……”

The bus is on the road, and the street lights have long been on.

In the empty carriage, Fang Yifan lowered his head and sang to himself.

Qiao Yingzi put her hands on the back of the chair, and looked at Fang Yifan with her head resting on her arms.

The driver’s master drove the car, and several times he couldn’t help but want to look at the young man twice.

I don’t know whose son it is, the voice is so good.

It’s not as high as those singers sing, as if it’s the child next door, telling you some stories.

“The wanton change of day for night.”

“Behind Hu Lai and presumptuous behavior is cold and humble.”

“Don’t look at how beautiful my gossip and laughter are.”

“Turn your head and don’t want you to see me shed a few lines of tears.”

“……”

“Your nod in response is my only comfort.”

As Fang Yifan’s last sentence fell, and the last note was played, Qiao Yingzi asked softly:

“What’s the song called?”

“Reckless, reckless.” Fang Yifan replied.

It’s not that he just looks at the Spring Flower girl and pulls her wool vigorously.

It was really Fang Yifan who felt that this song was most in line with his current mood.

“Very appropriate, you wrote it too?” Qiao Yingzi asked.

“Yes.” Fang Yifan nodded.

The bus driver in front really didn’t hold back this time, looked up at the rearview mirror and glanced at the boy.

The song just now was written by the boy himself, is it fake?

“I’m tired, you sit down, I want to sleep for a while.” Qiao Yingzi said.

Fang Yifan put the guitar back into the piano case and sat down next to Qiao Yingzi.

“Call me when you get home.”

After Qiao Yingzi finished speaking, he tilted his head on Fang Yifan’s shoulder, closed his eyes, and breathed steadily.

Fang Yifan’s head was slightly off, helping Qiao Yingzi get stuck on his shoulder, not easy to shake.

On the way back, some people got on the car, some people got out of the car, the lights were shining, the traffic was heavy, Fang Yifan and Qiao Yingzi clinging to each other.

Passing by the studio, luckily, this bus goes directly to Shuxiang Yayuan.

When he was about to reach the station, Fang Yifan shook Qiao Yingzi awake.

“Arrived?” Qiao Yingzi opened her eyes and asked.

“It’s home.”

“Then I’ll get off the train, there is a subway at the next two stops.”

“I’ll send you back, and I’ll go home again.”

“No need, you go back early, don’t let your uncle and aunt worry.”

When the bus arrived at the stop, Qiao Yingzi hurriedly got off the bus, and Fang Yifan was about to follow, he was really not at ease.

But the car door was stopped by Qiao Yingzi again.

“Fang Yifan, if you dare to get off at this stop, we will break off friendship, I’m not joking.”

Qiao Yingzi looked straight at Fang Yifan, his eyes were as calm as an empty valley and a deep pool.

Fang Yifan’s body suddenly froze and took a step back.

The door is closed.

This time, Fang Yifan was in the car, and Qiao Yingzi was under the car.

As the vehicle moved forward, Fang Yifan looked through the window stunned, watching Qiao Yingzi in place, watching him leave.

Until he couldn’t see Fang Yingzi, Fang Yifan collapsed on his seat, his eyes were empty, and his brain was blank.

After the bus, transfer to the metro and then to the bus.

At the convenience store in the community, Fang Yifan bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

Randomly found a curb stone to sit down, Fang Yifan unloaded the guitar case, lit a cigarette, and swallowed the clouds.

“Ding! Remind the host that smoking is harmful to god-level voices. ”

In Fang Yifan’s mind, a reminder from the system suddenly appeared.

He subconsciously wanted to pinch the cigarette, but he didn’t.

Even smoking has to think about this, think about that, such a life is inevitably too sad.

Before he could suck half of it, his head was inexplicably slapped.

As soon as he wanted to fry his hair, he saw that it was Fang’s mother Tong Wenjie standing next to him.

“Mom?” Fang Yifan subconsciously threw the cigarette in his hand directly, and pinned the hand holding the mobile phone cigarette box behind him.

“Yes, Fang Yifan, learn to smoke!”

“If I come out and take out a garbage, you can give me a big surprise.”

“You opened my eyes to what kind of smoke you smoked!”

“Don’t hide, bring it to me!”

Fang Mama Tong Wenjie snatched the box of eyes behind Fang Yifan.

Under the street lamp, Fang’s mother Tong Wenjie recognized it, red double happiness.

Other cigarettes, Tong Wenjie may not really know, she and her husband Fang Yuan do not smoke.

But Hong Shuangxi she really knows, the older generation has a good heart.

“Five dollars of smoke, Fang Yifan, do you shiver?”

“I’ll transfer fifty to you and buy a bag of Zhonghua!”

Fang Yifan sighed, in his previous life, he could only afford to smoke red double happiness.

He also wanted to pick China to buy just now, but in the end he didn’t choose.

Fang Yifan ignored Tong Wenjie’s sarcasm, picked up the guitar, and walked home.

“Fang Yifan, you give me a stop, you are amazing, dare to throw your face and leave?”

Fang Yifan stayed temporarily, turned his head, and looked at Tong Wenjie lightly.

Tong Wenjie was about to go crazy, looking at her son’s indifferent eyes, and instantly forgot what she wanted to scold.

She suddenly realized that her son was a little too abnormal.

“Fanfan, are you all right?” Tong Wenjie’s voice suddenly softened.

In any case, even if the lesson is taught, it is necessary to make sure that the person is okay.

“I’m tired, you want to teach a lesson, wait for tomorrow, I’ll go back to sleep.”

After Fang Yifan finished speaking, he didn’t pay attention to Tong Wenjie at all, went straight home, didn’t wash, closed the door, and lay directly on the bed…

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PS: Eight chapters, 1:43, the brain slows down, and two more chapters….