Han Fang didn't even show his face in the past few days since he disappeared, which had already attracted the attention of some people, but seeing that Zhou Fu didn't say anything, he pretended to be deaf and dumb one by one, and he didn't know what it should be on the surface, and he weighed and handled Zhou Fu's affairs by himself, so they cooperated with each other to turn a blind eye and forget it.

But now Han Fang suddenly appeared again, as if he was really just recuperating from an illness.

At noon in summer, the temperature is blazing and sweating just a little walk, and the cicadas hide among the shady leaves and chirp incessantly, adding a touch of life to the silent but full of people's playground.

The hot sun shone on the sweaty skin, a little hot and itchy, the instructors unhurriedly shuttled between the straight recruits standing, sweat slid from their foreheads to their cheeks, and then dripped from their chins, the clothes on their backs were wet and dry, and the layers of sweat were stacked together, sticking to their backs and being hot and itchy by the sun, no one dared to reach out and pull it, or to wipe the sweat on their faces that were almost pasted into their eyes.

Zhou Fu's eagle-like eyes swept sharply over one face after another, either patient or unwilling, until he saw the careless face, the pupils shrank without a trace, the other party was obviously not heat-resistant, beads of sweat came out of the corners of the forehead, wetting the broken hair on the forehead, covering the ordinary hanging Lang Lang when there was no serious look, and the childish face that had not completely faded was stained with a little fragility, but it was just an illusion of seeming, and the tails of the eyes that were born raised provoked were a little scattered, Zhou Fu could almost imagine that if the corners of the other party's lips were slightly bent, the indifferent smile would be frivolous, but it would also make people can't take their eyes off the chase.

Han Fang didn't know which direction the iQue had gone, if someone usually stared at him for more than a minute, he would scan it with one look, which is like now Zhou Fu glanced at him several times intentionally or unintentionally, but he ignored it completely.

"Ten minutes to go, hold on to ......"

The voices of the instructors faintly reached his ears, and he didn't know which direction it was, but the only thing that was clear was that if he dared to move, then the next second he would be greeted by either the instructor's belt or he would stand longer.

So let's be patient.

The instructor said that this is to help exercise their endurance, in the morning it is good to say, the sun is not so fierce, at noon that is the rhythm of taking off a layer of skin, then after a few days of sunshine at night, when I go back to take off my clothes, my back is sunburned, but there is no molting.

Han Fang felt as if he was about to turn into a wooden stake, his eyes were empty and he looked ahead, and he couldn't move a single step, from the initial discomfort to the habit of gradually numbness, the temperature under his feet was also hot to the center of his feet.

When Zhou Fu passed by him at this time, there was a person who seemed to be itching because of sweat on his body, and when Zhou Fu turned around, he raised his hand and couldn't help but scratch it, but he didn't want Zhou Fu to have eyes on the back of his head, so he immediately turned around and stared at him, and the whole person who was stared at by him was a little bad, and said stiffly: "Sweat is on the side of my neck, it's very uncomfortable......"

There was a sudden sound of inhalation around him, and countless lines of sight shot straight at him, and the resentment mixed in them was enough to burn him.

Zhou Fu likes to sit in a row when he does things, and he belongs to the kind where a person does a mistake and all the punishments are doubled, and he can give you forty or eighty push-ups, except for Han Fang, who is still unknown, so the rest of the people's hearts suddenly tightened, and they were afraid that Zhou Fu's thin lips would open their mouths and stand for another half an hour.

But today Zhou Fu didn't mention this stubble, but raised his eyebrows with interest, and slowly broke the military training code with others, and many people suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Han lowered his eyes and listened to Zhou Fu gushing in his ears, his spare eyes could catch a glimpse of the other party's long straight legs, and then looked at the pair of military boots on his feet, absentmindedly thinking about whether he would feel uncomfortable when he stepped on the sunburned ground.

Well, the bored ones are starting to think about it.

Han Fang's heart is now most concerned about his own entertainment career, although he is a hands-off shopkeeper, but the place, name and furnishings he has carefully considered, he has saved this idea for not a day or two, originally wanted to grind slowly with his old man, but he didn't expect the other party to agree to save him a lot of effort, of course, Han Fang didn't know that his father could agree to anything in order for him to be able to settle down.

After all, Han Fang's original plan was that if he didn't agree, he would sell some of the businesses he owned and sell them until the money was enough.

But you can imagine how angry he will be by then.

Because Zhou Fu was in front of him, part of Han Fang's face was hidden in the shadows, although the sun was still scorching, but this also relieved him a lot of discomfort, and he didn't know what happened to Zhou Fu today, the person who didn't even bother to look at him in the past actually broke with a recruit until they stood up.

But the point is that it's good that he hasn't been punished, so Zhou Fu's abnormality is just a flash in other people's minds, and what follows is happiness.

The next thing is to line up to eat in the cafeteria, today's dishes are quite in line with Han Fang's taste, and even a few rough steamed buns are pleasing to the eye. He found a place where no one was there and sat down, and it didn't take long for someone to sit opposite him with a dish, Han raised his eyes, "This is someone, you ......"

The word blind was swallowed back, and when he raised his eyes, Zhou Fu's angular and cold face appeared in front of him.

I don't know why, Han Fang always felt that Zhou Fu's eyes looked at him strangely, which made him uncomfortable, and he couldn't see anything, but it made people feel depressed inexplicably.

Zhou Fu picked up a steamed bun, lowered his head and said as if gossiping: "Didn't you run away, why did you come back again." ”

Han Fang lowered his head and stuffed the chopsticks into his mouth, but he didn't expect people to mention this at this time, and he asked very casually.

"My old man asked me to come." After a pause, as if remembering something, he said, "Thank you." ”

Zhou Fu felt that his ears were not misheard, he had heard a lot of rolling words in Han Fang's mouth in his lifetime, Xie was really the first time, and he was a little stunned, but then he understood what Han Fang's Xie meant, and the other party was thanking him for not stabbing him out and hiding it.

Han Fang has his own set of standards for being a person, and Xie is not ambiguous, although he doesn't need Zhou Fu to hide it for him, and he doesn't understand why Zhou Fu wants to hide it for him, but everything is the same thing, if the matter is poked out, he can't please anything for sure, and thanks to Zhou Fu didn't poke the matter out, he can get a good deal from his Lao Tzu.

Zhou Fu lowered his eyes and pressed his heart that was about to move, looking at the slender and beautiful fingers of the person opposite, there were still some bruises on his wrists, and that beautiful and casual face, Han Fang's lips were very beautiful, slightly upturned, and Zhou Fu's ghost wanted to reach out and touch it.

Han Fang put down his chopsticks, and saw that the dishes on Zhou Fu's plate didn't move, and he was ready to get up and pour them, but he didn't want that person to seem to react to anything, so he twisted his eyebrows to stop him, and looked at Han Fang There were still more than half of the dishes on the plate, "You haven't eaten yet." ”

"I can't eat it."

The appetite in the summer is not good, but in the military academy, even if there is no appetite, the other students dare not waste it, and they have learned a lot of lessons from the past.

But Han Fang has never cared about these, he has always been used to doing whatever he wants, looking at Zhou Fu's unhappy look, he pursed his lips and handed over the rice plate, "You help me eat." ”

casually said a slightly naughty joke, but I didn't expect Zhou Fu to really take it.

Han Fang was obviously a little surprised, moved his lips to say something, and finally swallowed it back, still wondering if he was very angry with Zhou Fu last time, why did he change his personality this time.

He didn't see Zhou Fu looking at his back, his eyes were also intriguing, as if he was struggling with something, and the hand holding the chopsticks slowly tightened.

After noon, it was a relaxing lunch break, and there was a toilet in another building near the cafeteria, so Han put a bathroom and prepared to go to the playground to find a shady place to squint for a while.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the door, he heard a voice, "Chen Liang, you kid is really good." ”

A scattered laugh rang out, and the voice immediately followed, "Look at you, you are so careless to stain my shoes and let you lick them clean, why are you still stiff and still." ”

Han Fang listened to a few words, how could he not understand the situation inside, pushed the door open, and took a cursory look at four or five people, surrounding a white-looking person in the middle.

The people inside didn't expect someone to come in at this time, and suddenly a few pairs of eyes looked at Han Fang, and Han Fang acted as if he didn't see those people, he did whatever he had to do, and when he was done, he went to wash his hands, ignoring them completely.

Those few people looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out what role Han Fang was, the human rights nobles here accounted for the majority, and it was necessary to distinguish who could mess with and who couldn't.

When Han Fang was about to go out, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the person in the middle, his body was dusty, he lowered his head slightly, his fingers grabbed his pants and pursed his lips, but that side face alone was enough for Han Fang to remember who he was.

Isn't this the one who stood in line next to him to bask in the sun before?

He stopped suddenly.

The few people looked at the young man with loose eyebrows and unruly eyebrows, put his hands into his pockets idly, raised his chin slightly, and a cool smile climbed up the corners of his lips, his eyes were slightly cold, and his tone was lazy but not to be despised lightly.

"Hey, did I say that the people in our class don't let others bully?"