Chapter 157: The Man Who Can't Remember

The lights upstairs finally went out, and Li Feiyu crushed the sparks on the ground and let out a long sigh.

He didn't ride a motorcycle this time, and he was still wearing a black leather jacket for the day, quietly leaning against the trunk of a tree on the side of the road, until a bird fluttered its wings and made a strange "cooing" sound in the night, he took out his mobile phone to look at the time, and then walked away.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Qingyu got up early, and when she got up, Zhao's father and mother had just left.

After washing her face, she took a picture in front of the hanging mirror in the toilet and found that her eyes were not so red, but she could still see that they were a little swollen.

Zhao Qingyu closed her eyes, took a cold towel and gently rubbed it on her eyelids, she felt more comfortable, dipped some water to comb her hair, and then packed up her books and went out.

When I arrived at the store, it was already full of people who had come too early.

Seeing her coming, Zhao's mother still took the time to care and said, "Xiaoyu, how do you feel today?" Is there any better? ”

"Well, it's much better."

"And what would you like to eat? Do you want me to give you a bowl of noodle soup, don't put chili peppers, lighter. Although Mother Zhao asked, the noodles in her hand had already been thrown into the pot.

Zhao Qingyu felt that even if she said she wouldn't eat, it should be too late.

However, there were too many people in the store, and the noodle soup had to be cooked for a while, and while waiting, Zhao Qingyu helped clean up more than a dozen empty bowls.

When she brought the empty bowl to the sink at the back, she saw that there were about fifty or sixty bowls piled up inside.

Although the school starts at 5:50, the bell rings at 5:40, and many teachers usually come to the classroom to have a look.

So before 5:20, most students will choose to eat here, but after 5:30, basically all of them have to be packed.

In this short 20 minutes, it was actually the busiest, most of the students wanted to pack hot dry noodles, in addition to the hot dry noodles falling quickly, and because the packaging box at this time only had white foam boxes, it could not contain anything with soup at all.

In order to save costs, some other places will directly use plastic bags to fill hot dry noodles, and the plastic bags become thin and soft after high temperature, which is unhygienic and unsafe.

Of course, the current white plastic box is not bad.

Zhao Qingyu remembered the paper bowls and disposable plastic bowls later, and had some thoughts in his heart.

Of course, it's not now, and the cost of doing this with current technology is still a bit high......

She secretly guessed in her heart.

The noodles were brought to her by Wang Lei, and there was no place to sit in the house, so she stood at the door with the noodles and ate them.

When she was eating noodles, Wang Lei passed by her several times and stopped talking.

"You ......"

When he finally mustered up the courage to speak, Zhao Qingyu happened to finish eating noodles and inadvertently interrupted him: "Have you eaten?" Let's go together after eating. ”

Wang Lei looked back at the alarm clock in the store, and at 5:36, there were still many students waiting anxiously in the store.

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother were busy in the store, and Wang Lei usually ran all the way into the classroom with the bell.

"I'll leave later, you can go first."

Zhao Qingyu saw that the time was obviously not early, and knew that the other party was worried that the two people in the house would not be busy as soon as they left, but now except for a few people at the door, there were no more students who came out to eat noodles, so he said to him with a smile: "Let's go, I'll just talk to my mom and dad." ”

Wang Lei nodded, and after Zhao Qingyu and Zhao's mother said a word, the two hurriedly walked towards the school together.

"I'll get it for you." Wang Lei looked at the schoolbag that Zhao Qingyu was carrying, which always contained various learning materials.

"No, I didn't bring any books back yesterday, I put this schoolbag at home the day before yesterday." Zhao Qingyu sped up her pace as she spoke, and the scattered students around her were running towards the school, and she couldn't help but run.

As soon as she ran, Wang Lei also ran.

Li Feiyu, who followed more than ten meters behind them, walked slower and slower.

He watched coldly as the two figures walking side by side drifted away, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

Suddenly, Li Feiyu found that this strange feeling was sour and astringent, which made him unaccustomed to it.

Li Feiyu shook his head, how could he have such twisting feelings!

After a snort, he also quickened his pace and walked towards the teaching building.

Although the homeroom teacher is a math teacher, whether it is English or Chinese morning self-study, he will appear at the window at the back of the classroom after the preparation bell rings.

When Li Feiyu entered the classroom, he happened to see this scene.

For a student like him, the head teacher should only turn a blind eye, as long as he doesn't cause trouble, the teacher will not say a word to him.

This time, Li Feiyu happened to step on the preparatory bell to come in, and the head teacher glanced at him lightly when he saw him, and then stopped him.

Yesterday someone came to complain to him, saying that he bullied his classmates and pushed them to the ground and went to the hospital with injuries.

He couldn't sit idly by.

Zhao Qingyu actually only came in not long ago, she didn't know that Li Feiyu was called outside by the head teacher to "talk", the language books on the table hadn't had time to open, she was running too fast just now, and now she just sat in her position and panted, and only slowly opened the book after relieving herself.

Zhang Yan next to her noticed that the head teacher was leaving, so she dared to come over and ask in a low voice, "Zhao Qingyu, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, thank you yesterday, the teacher didn't say anything about me, right?"

"What's the matter, I told the head teacher, it was Li Feiyu who injured you, and the head teacher will definitely settle accounts with him today."

Zhao Qingyu opened his mouth in surprise: "Huh? ”

She turned her head and glanced at the back of the classroom, Li Feiyu hadn't come yet, and when she was eating noodles at the door of her store, she saw him standing directly opposite her, as if waiting for something.

This is also the reason why she called Wang Lei to go to school together.

Now that the class bell has ringed, Li Feiyu has no reason to come yet.

"You don't have to look at it, he has been called away by the old class to drink tea, I just saw it." Zhang Yan winked at her.

"Uh...... But yesterday I was ......."

Zhao Qingyu tried to find the right words to explain, but Zhang Yan waved his hand and said: "You don't have to find a reason for him, even if you weren't uncomfortable yesterday, he deliberately hit you like that, it's obvious that he is bullying you, hmph, I hate this kind of boy who deliberately bullies his classmates just because he looks a little handsome!" ”

Little pen friend, I'm afraid you don't know that Li Feiyu bullies people not by his face at all, but by his fists......

Zhao Qingyu thought silently.

But from this point of view, Zhang Yan and Wang Yanli are still quite similar.

She pursed her lips lightly and smiled: "Thank you for helping me, but you don't have to pay too much attention to this matter, Li Feiyu is such a reckless character." ”

Zhang Yan pouted: "Then I don't care, I told the old class myself, let me go over and explain to him that talking is not a slap in the face." ”

"You misunderstood...... I didn't want you to explain, uh, the Chinese teacher is here. ”

Zhao Qingyu was a little helpless, she obviously didn't mean that.

Halfway through the self-study of Chinese, Li Feiyu walked in from the back door of the classroom as if no one was there, and was glared at by the Chinese teacher sitting on the podium.

Zhao Qingyu didn't find out that he was already in the classroom until the end of class, and after thinking about it again, she still decided to explain it to Li Feiyu.

She walked to the back corner of the classroom, Li Feiyu was lying on the table facing the wall, holding a ballpoint pen in her hand to write and draw on the wall, the green wall paint was scraped to a sparse surface.

Mom saw the fight.

Zhao Qingyu thought so, and deliberately coughed loudly twice: "Ahem...... Li Feiyu. ”

Li Feiyu turned his face and looked up at her in surprise.

"Can you go out for a while, I have something I want to talk to you about."

Zhao Qingyu said thoughtfully, secretly observing the other party's expression by the way.

It seems that his face is a little unpleasant, and I guess the head teacher really said something to him.

Sure enough, after Li Feiyu saw that it was her, his expression changed several times, and finally turned into a cold and indifferent look: "What are promising good students looking for me to do, I didn't sleep well at night, and I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." ”

He turned his head back and stopped looking at her.

“……”

Zhao Qingyu stared at the black back of his head, the expression on his face changed a few times, seeing that he was sitting on the chair at all and not moving at all, let alone paying attention to himself, he finally had to sigh secretly, and then returned to his position.

Li Feiyu silently looked at the "scarred" green wall, and stared at the three words on it that were almost indistinguishable.

It was carved by him when he was idle before, but in the self-study class just now, he crossed it out with a pen.

Sensing that the girl next to him was leaving, Li Feiyu slowly raised his head and sat up straight.

- I've seen a lot of the mentality of a little boy like you, you don't have to be in a hurry to deny it, teacher, I'm from here, I can see what you think and don't say.

- You and her are fruitless, I think that girl will definitely have a future in the future, as for you...... It's better not to be a stumbling block on someone else's path to success.

The words of the head teacher exploded in his mind like a magic sound, and he remembered it vividly.

He looked at Zhao Qingyu's straight back and slightly drooping head, knowing that she must be reading or doing homework again.

The teacher was quite right about one thing, and he also felt that this little girl should have a future in the future.

……

Zhao Qingyu was originally worried that after Li Feiyu was criticized by the head teacher, he would come to trouble himself and Zhang Yan if he was unbalanced.

However, a whole day passed, not only did Li Feiyu not look for him, but even when he met him on the road, he never came to talk to him like before, just like a stranger.

At first, Zhao Qingyu was a little unaccustomed to it, but in the following week, Li Feiyu was still like this.

Zhao Qingyu finally put his mind at ease, the head teacher's words should have worked, and there were no side effects.

……

"Li Feiyu, are you sleeping in the Internet café again this time, don't you have a place to sleep at home?"

Yu Yuanyuan, who sneaked out of the Internet again, asked in a low voice.

Ever since she and Zhang Xue went out all night together, she has been thinking about what happened last time in the Internet café.

This is the third time she has come out to the Internet café to surf the Internet this week, and she can see Li Feiyu here almost every time.

But he is different from others, everyone else watches movies, chats, plays games, and he sleeps in Internet cafes most of the time.

Li Feiyu sat on the sofa behind the bar, holding a half-bitten ham sausage, raised his eyelids when he heard this, and frowned slightly: "Why are you here again?" Didn't drink enough tea from the head teacher? ”

Yu Yuanyuan, who was forced to recall the time of training, stomped her feet in shame, turned her head and asked the new cashier at the front desk to open a night card for her.

The new cashier looks average, and even a little fat, but he is slow and soft-spoken, not impatient, and does not roll his eyes and contradict customers for no reason.

I didn't see the interaction between her and Li Feiyu.

Yu Yuanyuan had to admit that she was becoming more and more curious about Li Feiyu in her heart.

After the cashier quarreled with her last time, when she came over again, she found that the cashier had changed, and even the webmaster who was talking to the cashier was gone.

Later, when I saw Li Feiyu and chatted with him, I learned that the two people were fired.

Although Yu Yuanyuan didn't know much about the things in the Internet café, she could roughly guess that the departure of the two was likely to have a relationship with Li Feiyu.

Sitting in front of the computer and learning from others, she opened the Internet café theater, and found a costume idol drama in her heart, in which the male number one looks very much to her taste.

Seeing that at one o'clock in the morning, she went to the toilet, and when she came back, she passed by the front desk and saw the cashier watching TV while eating instant noodles, and suddenly felt hungry.

Yu Yuanyuan thought about it, and still bought a bag of crispy noodles and came back to sit and eat, but because she was reluctant to pay, she didn't buy water.

At the same time, she was faintly lost in her heart.

The first few times, Li Feiyu was resting on the small sofa behind the bar, as long as she approached, she could see it.

This time she went shopping, but she didn't see him, and she didn't know if he had gone back or found a place to play on the computer.

……

As soon as Zhao Qingyu got home this evening, the stool was not yet hot, and the PHS rang.

Open it and look at it, and find that it is an unfamiliar landline number, and the area code is from W Town.

She pressed the connect button, held the earpiece close to her ear, and a familiar and clear male voice sounded.

"Hello? Is it Zhao Qingyu? ”

Zhao Qingyu was slightly stunned: "Xia Zimo? Is there something you can do? ”

"That's me...... I heard that you haven't been feeling well lately, so I wanted to call and ask......"

Listening to the words on the other side of the phone, Zhao Qingyu's eyes almost rolled to the sky.

"Classmate Xia, it's been a week, your greeting is really timely, if it weren't for us still being classmates, I would have thought that your news was told to you by someone else."

Zhao Qingyu deliberately bit the word "timely" very hard, Xia Zimo knew that she was saying the opposite to mock herself, but she was not angry at all.

After she finished speaking, he suddenly said without a clue: "Happy birthday!" ”

"Huh??"

Zhao Qingyu was stunned, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Who told you that today is my birthday, you are mistaken." ”

"Ah...... Isn't it you ...... today" Xia Zimo was about to say something, but suddenly stopped and muttered to himself, "Yes, who told me, I ...... Suddenly I can't remember. ”

"Can't remember?"

Xia Zimo nodded, and then reacted that the other party couldn't see it at all, and hurriedly said: "Yes, I have the impression that someone told me about your birthday, that person is so familiar, but I can't remember who it is now, but I am sure that today is your birthday." ”

After he finished speaking, he waited for a while, but didn't hear a response from the other side, and couldn't help but "feed" several times in a row.

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