Chapter 22 The Past Follows the Wind
Chapter 22 Call Xiao Lu's child
The other party was finally able to raise his head to look at her, the moment he looked up, Fan Jiaxun's heart skipped a beat, and the two looked at each other, the person had a pair of very good-looking eyes, but the bruises on the corners of his mouth seemed to tell her what had just happened.
It was really distressing for such a good-looking boy to be beaten, Fan Jiaxun reached out to help him, but was pushed.
Her eyes widened in surprise and disbelief.
"I just helped you. β
He patted his ass and stood up, and cleaned himself up before facing her, this child is good-looking, delicate and cute, can taekwondo and fight, he also saw it, but in Lu Zichuan's mind at that time, he felt that this little girl was not very smart, she was in charge of everything, and she was not afraid of getting on herself.
Fan Jiaxun said: "Did you remember something? I really didn't have me to beat you just now." β
Lu Zichuan didn't speak, simply put down the word thank you and left, which reminded Fan Jiaxun of the poem that he waved his sleeves and didn't take away a cloud, this is not good, in case the group of people retreats again.
Thinking about it, he didn't know where this came from the nosy courage, he hurriedly followed, Lu Zichuan glanced at her behind him, and didn't say much.
Following all the way to the school, Fan Jiaxun breathed a sigh of relief, she ran over in surprise, went around to the front of Lu Zichuan, and said, "You are actually from the same level as me, what a coincidence." β
There are many branches on the road in the school, and the road they are taking now is the only one leading to the third year of high school, Fan Jiaxun is very happy, she doesn't know what she is happy about, looking at Lu Zichuan's expressionless face, she feels that this person is too temperamental, so she hurriedly ran over to keep up.
"By the way, I don't know what your name is. In the future, we can walk together after school, and they won't dare to bully you with me. β
Lu Zichuan's footsteps froze, looking at the innocent girl intently, and even a little disdainful: "When will it be my turn for a girl to protect me?"
"But you just had asthma, it's very bad, I'm afraid you'll have to talk alone......"
Lu Zichuan's eyes narrowed, and his expression when he looked at her changed.
"I'm allergic to dust. β
Fan Jiaxun didn't know where he got the courage, so he had to follow, "But you can't beat those people, they won't just give up." β
Lu Zichuan sneered, his steps getting faster and faster: "What you said is a little funny, I don't believe that they are not afraid of teachers, how do you know that they will not stop there." β
"You are new here, these people are near our school...... Hey, isn't this my class?"
Having said that, I don't know when the two of them came to the door of a class, Fan Jiaxun was stunned first, she looked up and saw a few big characters in class 6 of the third year of high school, and instantly woke up from the daze of helping people to be in the limelight this morning, and the class was over, and the teacher was coming.
She immediately shut up and entered the door with a disgraced face, and the teacher stood on the podium, looking at her with a slight change in her eyes.
"Why are you late today?"
"Teacher, I helped a classmate today, the one at the door, and something happened when I met him. β
The eyes of the classmates were instantly attracted, he was still standing at the door, Fan Jiaxun was a little dazed, this would not still be his own classmate.
Sure enough, when the teacher saw him, his face immediately changed, and his tone was a little soothing than just now: "You are Lu Zichuan, who came to report today, you see that the teacher is too busy, come in and introduce yourself to the students." β
Lu Zichuan nodded, his pace was steady, very different from the miserable young man who was beaten at that time, and he stood on the podium, looking like a dog.
Fan Jiaxun secretly thought: "It's so good-looking." β
He began to speak: "Hello everyone, I'm new here......"
"His name is Lu Zichuan!" Fan Jiaxun poked his head out of the desk behind him, and suddenly said in a high-spirited voice, and the classmates were surprised by this: "How do you know?"
She raised her head proudly: "Of course I know, it was me over there just now, ......" As if something suddenly appeared in her mind, she immediately changed her words: "He encountered some trouble over there just now, and I helped him solve it." β
Zheng Jiajia touched her arm: "I said, this guy looks up to you as soon as he speaks, it turns out that you two have already had time, tell me quickly, what did you do when I didn't know!"
Fan Jiaxun shook his head helplessly: "You think too much, this kid is too cold, I haven't said a few words to him until now." β
"And how do you know what they're called?"
"This is what I said when I first understood you, otherwise how would he understand what I told me, you see his expression is as stinky and hard as a stone. β
Lu Zichuan on the stage suddenly went down, and the teacher was also stunned, asking him if he had any questions, Lu Zichuan shook his head.
"The purpose of introducing yourself is not to let you and the whole class simply want to get acquainted again, since you don't like it very much, then forget it. β
Lu Zichuan: "Hello everyone, I'm Lu Zichuan, what should be said, that classmate has already said it for me just now, and I don't have to repeat it." β
Sure enough, he is not an ordinary person, Fan Jiaxun is like chatting with him after class.
And the boys usually keep their high coldness.
When she said this, the doctor's massage had been done, Fan Jiaxun was a little lazy, and finally got up, Lu Zichuan didn't know when he ran outside to smoke.
She threw away her mobile phone, she didn't feel good in her heart, and she dared to feel that no one listened to what she had just sensationalized for so long?
The little nurse came over, with a slight smile on the corner of her eyebrow.
"Hello Miss, I just heard you tell you the story of the two of you, I also want to hear it can you continue to tell, my boyfriend and I also met in high school, at that time, we were still very young and naΓ―ve and didn't want anything else. Looking back now, it was a wonderful time, why was I not satisfied?"
Fan Jiaxun scratched her head, she didn't understand what this nurse meant, and said, "Then what is the current state of you two?"
"Broke up. β
Could it be that he just went to the hospital to see a doctor, and now he has become an emotional consultant, this is too fast, his identity has changed too much, and his brain is not enough.
"I'm not going to talk about it yet, I'll tell you when I come over another day to do massage, I need to go back now. β
As soon as the words fell, Lu Zichuan entered the door, still holding some fruit in his hand.
Ask her, "What's the matter?"
"Yes, indeed, you didn't hear a word when I told you the story, you are really a good friend of mine. β
Lu Zichuan shrugged, a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I really didn't hear it just now, if I heard it, I would definitely stay on time and on time, but you didn't dream just now." β
It seems that Fan Jiaxun recalled carefully, and I don't know why, the scenes of their class reunion quieted down again.
In fact, that day was not very beautiful, what's the big deal? Fan Jiaxun calmed down, turned on the music, raised the microphone to his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his clear voice and steady breath were applauded by everyone.
However, Zheng Jiajia is a real music idiot, the male part is sung by her, which directly lowers the level of the whole song, she looked at Jiang Yuchen on the sofa uneasily, her face turned red, and then Lu Zichuan suddenly stretched out her hand to her.
"I would with this song. β
She hesitated for a long time, then looked at Jiang Yuchen, who was smiling, and for the sake of face, she had to silently say "I'm sorry, Jiaxun" in her heart and handed the microphone over.
Fan Jiaxun finished singing the female part with affection, and was waiting for Zheng Jiajia's ruined song, but she didn't expect a male voice to suddenly come, probably a conditioned reflex, she looked directly at Lu Zichuan, but she happened to meet his blazing gaze, and hurriedly avoided it.
And so it was.
Fan Jiaxun glared angrily at the woman who had abandoned him.
Having said that, I have to say that Lu Zichuan's singing skills are good, which is a world of difference compared to Zheng Jiajia.
Singing love songs with him face to face in front of his girlfriend, Fan Jiaxun felt so stressed.
In this way, in an extremely awkward way, the song was finally sung, and she hurriedly fled back to her corner, without looking at Lu Zichuan again from beginning to end.
Fan Jiaxun rubbed his temples. Staying for a long time is not the way, Fan Jia found an excuse to be uncomfortable and hurriedly fled the scene, before going out she glanced at Lu Zichuan, the man's eyes were playful, as if laughing at her panic.
Seeing this, Zheng Jiajia hurriedly followed, grabbed Fan Jiaxun's arm in the hall, and asked, "This is what you said it doesn't matter? It's been so many years, why do you care about this?"
"I was really uncomfortable. β
Zheng Jiajia stared at her face for a while, and then gestured back to get the key, "I'll send you back." β
Fan Jiaxun smiled reluctantly, and kept his tone as calm as possible, "No need, you can continue to play, I need to be quiet and take a taxi home." β
She knew that she was teaching that kid in the club, so why bother to be embarrassed here!
Zheng Jiajia couldn't resist her, so she had to tell her to pay attention to safety on the road. He looked at her back for a long time before turning away.
Unlike the gentle cold of the south, the winter of the north is like a sharp blade, with a whistling wind that hurts people's cheeks. Fan Jiaxun stood on the side of the road waiting for the car, subconsciously wrapped his coat tightly, let his long hair fly in the air, and didn't bother to stretch out his hand to play with it.
The sky had already darkened, and the street lamp had begun its daily mission again, and the light was cast on the ground and also on Fan Jiaxun's black coat.
She stamped her feet in the cold, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and looked at her face through the black screen of the mobile phone, her face was indeed ugly.
Not far away, the black Lamborghini drove slowly, Fan Jia looked at the beautiful body and looked a little familiar, as if she saw Lu Zichuan's face that made her think about it day and night, his breath brushed her cheeks, and her eyes were full of nervousness and anxiety.
Fan Jiaxun smiled, and suddenly wanted to use his fingertips to draw his eyebrows, but his hand was just raised, but it hung down heavily, his mind was blank, and he was completely unconscious.