Zhong Nuanyang's mind flashed the shot of Su Feng staring at her with a cold face, but this scene was more like a scene in a dream, because the background was really hard to remember. She held her head in pain, suppressing the voice that wanted to shout, but fortunately, the people next to her were so focused on the conversation that they didn't notice her small movements.

Uncle Zhang's words just now seemed to evoke some memories for her, and she even thought of Su Feng being beaten too hard by his father when she was a child, and she couldn't bear to watch it, but Su Feng was able to grit his teeth and not shout. She still remembered that she would always find a way to divert Uncle Su's attention, such as suddenly running over to ask them what they were doing with a confused face, or quietly calling Grandma Su Feng back...... However, these are just afraid that Su Feng will really be beaten to death because he is too strong, and it does not mean that she thinks that Su Feng should not be beaten.

I don't know why, thinking of Su Feng, Zhong Nuanyang always has a feeling of tiredness, she sighed silently, and quietly pressed the schoolbag in her arms, which was the compensation left after paying the hospital fees, and she wanted to hand it over to her mother after she went back, and let her return it to Aunt Bai Rui.

When she was in the hospital, she heard that in addition to Zhang Shuai, there was also Su Feng who sent her that day, and his own medical expenses were also paid by him. Thinking of his previous attitude towards him, Zhong Nuanyang felt a little guilty for a while. It's a pity that he hasn't appeared later, and he hasn't had a chance to say thank you to him in person.

Later, she heard that Su Feng actually ran away from home, although she thought it was outrageous, but he was Su Feng who seemed to explain it again. Recalling that day when Su Feng's grandmother was sick and still cared about her eldest grandson, Zhong Nuanyang's head hurt badly, she didn't know why Su Feng could always quickly break that layer of goodwill filter when she felt that he was mature.

"Is Su Feng still in the hospital now? I knew I was going to see him. Zhang Xue glanced at her daughter with annoyance and expressed her regret: "This time Nuan Yang was injured, and I haven't thanked him properly." ”

Zhong Nuanyang nodded staringly, although she felt that Su Feng must have left this matter behind, after all, their friendship is not deep, but thanks are always well appreciated.

"No, I'll go back after the checkup, you said that the current children have a bad stomach at a young age, and they can't eat well......" Uncle Zhang was driving in front of him while thinking about it, but Zhong Nuanyang thought of another thing.

It was a class activity before the class was divided, and everyone had to bring a dish from home to share with the class. Zhong Nuanyang brought the braised pork made by his mother, and the others had fish and shrimp, pork ribs and chicken wings, as well as various tempting stir-fried vegetables and soups, and only Su Feng came empty-handed. At that time, he said that he had forgotten and was criticized by the head teacher, but when he went to the office to hand in his homework, he heard the teacher call Su Feng's home, which seemed to say that their family was on a business trip and did not know the tasks assigned by the teacher.

Zhong Nuanyang thought that there were several times when he saw Su Feng sleeping on the table without eating at noon, and someone next to him asked him if he was not hungry and had no appetite. Zhong Nuanyang guessed that he probably didn't like to eat the food sold near the school, because a few times he saw him frowning and thinking for a while with the lunch box he just bought, and then pushed it to the people around him without looking at it, and then continued to sleep on his stomach. At that time, she felt that Su Feng's mouth was too awkward, and if she didn't want to eat it, why bother other other classmates to help him buy it back? Now that my stomach is not good, didn't I make it myself?