The cold and hard outline of the Zhou floating line looms in this smoke.

He was not a smoker, but there were cigarette butts scattered all over the ground at his feet, and he lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, and pursed his lips slightly to show a bit of resolute edges.

Lao He stood in front of him, his posture straight but dejected, "Major, this matter is wrong for me." I didn't figure it out, I messed around, I lost my bearings, and I pleaded guilty. ”

The sense of oppression on Zhou Fu's body made him uneasy, and he didn't lift his eyelids when he heard this. The punishment can make Han Fang get up from the bed alive and then hang his arrogance?

Zhou Fu didn't know what was wrong with him, when he saw the lawless and unserious young man curled up in a cold sweat with a pale face, that weak look made him feel very uncomfortable. He didn't want to see Han Fang so weak and uncomfortable as if he was out of breath, he would rather the person in front of him still have arrogant eyes and careless eyebrows, and a cold and disdainful look at a glance, rather than see him uncomfortable.

This inexplicable feeling is like a cat scratching in his heart, and he is very troubled now.

Zhou Fu threw the cigarette to the ground and crushed it a few times, and his tone was faint and he couldn't hear the ups and downs: "Lao He, anyone with whom we bring can intervene to discipline, but he is different." ”

"No one can touch him but me."

Not to mention beating, scolding is not successful.

Passing over Lao He, who was still staring in disbelief, Zhou Fu was still thinking about Han Fang's frowning and covering his stomach on the way to the cafeteria, and the white finger bones of that person who were carried back to the dormitory by him after being treated from the infirmary tightly tightened the corners of his clothes.

It must be very uncomfortable.

When Han Fang woke up, it happened that Zhou Fu pushed the door in with a bowl of porridge in his hand, and before he could rejoice, the person in front of him trembled his eyelashes and opened his eyes, and he heard Han Fang's extremely mocking tone and said coldly: "History repeats itself again, why are there no duck eggs this time." ”

His voice was a little hoarse, Zhou Fu stared at the corners of his chapped lips a few times, turned around and put down the porridge and poured a glass of water for Han Fang to drink, but Han Fang raised his eyebrows with some doubts, and then sat up, his body had been cleaned, clean and refreshing, and there was no sticky feeling of sweat, and the wound was also potioned, and he was looking at a glass of water handed over by Zhou Fu in front of him.

The sun splashed the hypotenuse of the water, lining the water to be more crystal clear and translucent in the sun, without impurities, Han Fang's other half of his face was hidden in the shadows with the water, Zhou Fu could see his fine and long eyelashes trembling slightly, Han Fang's eyelashes were extremely even, and the tail of the eye happened to be slightly long, outlining the tail of the eye that was born with a slight uplift, and it was clear and beautiful with some charm, which looked extremely contradictory.

There are a few scratches on his face, which have been delicately treated, but there is still blood in it that is solidified and difficult to clean up, at this moment he lowered his eyes and looked at the glass of water, stretched out his hand to take it, the hands were very slender and beautiful, delicate and not like words, holding the crude water glass tightly, but the scene was still beautiful, because the slender wrists and white and slender hands, just looking at it felt unfinished.

Zhou Fu couldn't help but look at his hands, the palms that were wider than the young man were darkened by the sun and because of the rough training, but they had both strength, and then he handed the porridge over, looking at Han Fang's white and smooth neck because he lowered his head, and quickly lowered his eyes before he looked over.

No wonder there are no duck eggs, it turns out that there are already preserved eggs inside.

Han Fang scooped a few times, there was still some minced meat in it, which was chopped into fine pieces and in the porridge, and when he smelled the fragrant aroma, his stomach screamed a few times.

Han Fang raised his eyes to look at Zhou Fu.

Zhou Fu quickly moved his eyes away and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Han Fang snorted coldly, leaned on the pillow and began to drink porridge.

That cold hum looked a little awkward and cute in Zhou Fu's eyes, his heart was a little numb, and the afterglow of his eyes secretly skimmed towards Han Fang, although he was very hungry, he still ate very much, taking small bites, although there was no language to express it, but the comfortable slightly narrowed eyes really expressed Han Fang's mood.

In fact, Han Fang was so hungry that he wanted to pour the porridge directly into his mouth, but the porridge was so hot that it was obviously freshly made, so he could only blow it warm in small sips, and he still had a wound on his lips, which he bit out alive. Feeling the smooth porridge in his mouth and the ability to chew shredded meat and preserved eggs from time to time, Han Fang squinted his eyes when he enjoyed it, and absentmindedly thought that the canteen master didn't expect this kind of craftsmanship.

Zhou Fu waited for him to eat and drink enough before he spoke: "You don't need to train these days, and you can go when the injury is better." ”

It's okay not to mention it, but Han Fang's face sank instantly when he mentioned it, "What did you do with that instructor?" ”

Zhou Fu understood what Han Fang meant, pursed his lips and said, "He made an unintentional mistake, and besides, you are also at fault......"

This sentence made Han Fang about to explode, and Deng Shi raised his eyebrows and sneered, "My fault is that others beat me and I fought back?" ”

Zhou Fu was stabbed by this tone, "He is no better than you." ”

Han Fang laughed angrily, "You don't talk nonsense, who doesn't beat people hard?" ”

"Han Fang!" Zhou Fu accentuated his tone, Han Fang had already put aside his face and looked too lazy to pay attention to him, but the wrinkled eyebrows on the side of his face showed his irritable mood, looking at Han Fang's weak and still somewhat pale face, Zhou Fu softened and said, "You have a good rest......"

Han Fang closed his eyes, and the corners of his lips curved into a mocking arc.

Zhou Fu sighed when he saw this, took the bowl and chopsticks and walked out of the door.

As soon as he heard the sound of the door closing, Han Fang opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of cold broken ice.

In the next few days, Zhou Fu didn't meet a good face when he came to deliver food three times a day, and every time he opened his mouth to speak, he stared at the latter with complicated eyes.

Han Fang has never been a person suitable for being restrained, he obeys the rules and listens to instructions, maybe he is a good seedling to be a soldier, but his temperament is really not suitable for being a soldier.

When has he ever been wronged? Who dares to let him be wronged after so many years? Originally, I wanted to endure this place for a few days, but now it seems that it is better to leave directly.

I've already figured out a plan when I make up my mind.

The playground is not going to be there, fortunately these days familiar with the terrain, the back door of the school can still be dying and struggling, just on a rusty moss lock, about two meters high, the lock can not be opened, but the wall can still be turned over, but I don't know what is behind it, but no matter what it is, it is better than staying here.

In the afternoon, all the students trained in the playground, along with the instructors. It's easy to escape during this time period, the instructor will check the number of students one by one to prevent any omissions, once it is found that there is a few, it will be dispatched to prevent escape, but Han Fang was allowed to leave, not included, take advantage of this opportunity, Han Fang felt that he was sorry for the right time and place if he didn't run.

The form was exactly what he expected.

The weather was hot, and the sweat had soaked Han Fang's back unconsciously, and fine beads of sweat appeared from his forehead, his heart jumped excitedly, and the voice of the instructor on the playground faintly drifted through his ears along the wind.

Han Fang knew that he was reckless, so he started to be a demon after resting for less than three days, but this was also an excellent opportunity, no one would have thought that the person who should be lying in bed to cultivate was hiding in a place unknown to others and planning to escape.

He was now hiding against the wall of the dormitory building, and he was thinking about how long it would take for a new team to replace each patrol place, and all he could grasp was a few minutes of the shift change.

What Han Fang didn't expect was that he didn't expect that there would be patrols in the military academy!

As soon as he got out, he was almost caught off guard.

The fine bangs were wet with sweat and stuck to Han Fang's forehead, Han Fang breathed evenly, silently calculated the time and location in his heart, took advantage of the gap in the middle to get one step closer to the destination, and came all the way to the back door, and there were few patrols on the way to the back door, so Han Fang walked to the locked door almost openly.

It stands to reason that this height Han Fang used to be able to climb over very easily, but now it is quite laborious to step on the stones and turn hard, turning halfway to see what the scene is outside the back door when Han Fang's face changed, no wonder no one came to patrol the back door, there is no way to go down to the damn side, it is a steep and steep slope, and I don't know what is under the slope!

Do you just give up and go home?

Han Fang didn't do it, and turned over ruthlessly.

The slope below was difficult to walk, Han Fang could barely stabilize his body's coordination and had to climb down as if he was climbing a mountain, he only hoped that there was a road and not a river under this slope, otherwise he really had to return to this road as he came.

He quickly wheezed hard, sweat blurred his vision, he squinted and only saw the dazzling sun hanging in the sky, which made his eyes darken, Han Fang pulled the corners of his mouth, this year is really a lot of unfavorable things, and Han Fang was a little tired of climbing later, and was about to jump down without doing anything, but he stepped on the ground, looked down, raised his eyebrows with joy, and there was a road not far below.

But soon the question arises, which direction should he go now?

In the evening, it was almost time for the students to go to dinner, Zhou Fu was thinking about Han Fang in his heart, and he didn't know if he was still angry, and when he went to the canteen kitchen, the cafeteria aunt also said hello to him: "I have prepared all the ingredients you want." ”

"Thank you." Zhou Fu responded politely, and then rolled up his sleeves and cooked.

The doctor instructed Han Fang to drink porridge to moisten his stomach now, Zhou Fu tried his best to make the porridge light and delicious, but when he walked to the door with the porridge, he was a little hesitant, and he didn't know how to face Han Fang, and after a few back and forth, Zhou Fu felt that he didn't seem to be like himself anymore, gritted his teeth and pushed the door open, "Han Fang ......"

Empty.

Zhou Fu was stunned, the porridge in his hand was still exuding heat, but the person was no longer there. He walked over and put the porridge on the table, and a panic welled up in his heart inexplicably, and he turned around and walked outside.

They looked at the tall man's face was hard and resolute, his eyes were calm and majestic, and he pursed his lips tightly and walked quickly, revealing a little panic.

No......

Still not......

The recruits had already finished their meals and lined up in twos and threes, and Zhou Fu glanced over coldly, "Go to the playground and run in circles until I come back." ”

Then he hurried and didn't know where to go.

None of them.

After searching the whole school, Zhou Fu determined that Han Fang was no longer there, to be more precise, the person had already run away.

But he couldn't say anything.

He wants to find Han Fang.