"Smell of the Feast: No appetite?"

Sure enough, he had been watching her.

Before her heartbeat slowed down, two more popped up:

"Smell the Feast: What do you like to eat?"

"Smell the Feast: Take You to Eat at Night"

The others were just a few meters away, and perhaps he was still staring at her while she checked the message.

In front of so many people.

Fang Ci couldn't bear it any longer, so he rubbed the ground and got up, picking up the bag, "You guys eat first, I'll go buy some drinks and snacks, there are many classes in the afternoon, and I will be hungry in the middle." ”

Yu Xiangwen was startled by her sudden movement, and reacted, "Oh yes, I will definitely be hungry for four classes in a row." ”

She picked up her bag and left.

At the foot of the stairs leading to the second floor in the corner of the cafeteria, there were two vending machines, and Fang Ci went there without looking back.

She was going to wait for her roommates outside the cafeteria after she finished buying, so as not to bear the gaze of Wen Zhiyan again.

Stand still in front of the vending machine and take out your phone to unlock it.

The screen is still stuck on the candid photo that clicks on.

Fang Ci turned off the screen as smoothly as possible, and clicked on the upper right corner to scan the code.

There was a faint sound of footsteps.

The hunch is strong.

In the afterglow, a tall figure, in an off-white hooded sweatshirt, his hands idly in his trouser pockets.

Fang Ci remained silent, like someone who had nothing to do, chose a drink and snack, opened the door and took it out, and stuffed it into his bag.

He turned his head to leave, but his wrist was circled.

A force that was not light, pulled her, took a few steps, and pressed her into the corner between the vending machine and the wall.

Fang Ci was suddenly startled, and raised his eyes to meet his eyes.

Wen Zhiyan beautifully buttoned the hood to his head, and his palm pressed the brim of the hat to his forehead.

His woody aroma mixed with a strong sense of oppression couldn't help but strike, Fang Ci bit his lip, and didn't even dare to breathe.

Wen Zhiyan chuckled, "...... Pretending not to know? ”

Fang Ci was silent, trying his best to maintain the coldness of his voice, "You've been looking at me?" ”

"Why, don't show it?"

The slow tone is tinged with a loose ruffian.

She was worried in her heart, and she wanted to look out, but she was pinned.

Wen Zhiyan covered her mouth with his palm, "Shhh ”

He lowered his voice, his eyelashes drooping, and looked into her eyes, "I can't see." ”

Fang Ci pushed his wrist away, "What do you want to do?" Someone will come by at any time. ”

Wen Zhiyan stared at her deeply, "I just want to say a few words to you, it's so difficult," he grabbed her hand without warning, and pressed his palm against the side of her head.

And last night's pose. The momentum is the same.

The palm was warm, the man's hand was hard, Fang Ci's heart swelled with a shudder, and he continued, "Don't reply to my messages, don't let me see you, and pretend not to know ......"

How could he settle these accounts with her on such an occasion?

Fang Ci held his breath, and in the spirit of discussion, he whispered, "I'll talk about it when I'm free in the evening, okay?" ”

Wen Zhiyan looked at her for a while, "...... Did you sleep well last night? ”

Fang Ci was in a hurry to get out, he didn't think about it, and nodded.

"I didn't sleep well," Wen Zhiyan said, and he snorted at her somewhat confused look, "...... So teasing me, do you really think I don't feel it? ”

Chapter 9

When he stood at the door of the cafeteria with his schoolbag and waited for his roommate, Fang Ci's heartbeat calmed down slightly.

The palm of the hand seems to still have the touch of the palm of the feast of smell.

Warm and dry.

She bit her lip unconsciously, and his words came to her mind again: Do you really think I don't feel it?

The meaning of these words was so strong that at that time, she didn't even dare to look into his eyes.

Looking back at the moment, she was indeed too impulsive last night.

How many times have we met? How much contact? Did she really want to be so entangled with him?

Once these thoughts came to her mind, they were endless, so she closed her eyes and deliberately didn't think about it.

Over the years, she has been like this, don't think about it if you can't figure it out, just treat yourself as an empty shell, so that she can be at peace with the world so far.

From afar, he heard Yu Xiangwen's greeting behind him, "Ah Ci, let's go!" ”

Four people from dormitory 405 set off from the cafeteria to the teaching building to take a criminal law class.

Lu Yan glanced at Fang Ci from time to time, held back for a long time, and finally asked, "Eh, Ah Ci, I saw Senior Wen go to the direction of the vending machine behind you," glanced at Fang Ci's expression, "Have you met him?" ”

"Yes."

“！” Lu Yan immediately squeezed Yu Xiangwen away, came over affectionately, grabbed her arm, and said, "How is it?" Did he see you? ”

Fang Ci was silent, "...... I don't know, why do you ask this? ”

Lu Yan covered it up, with an expression that he didn't care much, "Harm, it's just that I'm curious about what type of men of that class like." ”

"What's wrong?" Yu Xiangwen squeezed her, "Do you want to think about whether you have a chance?" ”

Lu Yan glanced at her and didn't say anything.

-

After four classes in the afternoon, the four of them took a taxi to the barbecue restaurant that Fang Ci had booked.

It was the meal, and the hall was full of people, but fortunately the box was quieter.

Wen Zhi couldn't hide the joy on her face, and kept taking pictures with her mobile phone.

Lu Yan was a little unmotivated, nestled on the futon in the corner, frowning and swiping his mobile phone.

Halfway through the meal, the cake ordered by Fang Ci was delivered.

Several people put candles and birthday hats on Wen Zhi, and Yu Xiangwen also opened the music app to play the happy birthday BGM, and everyone sang a birthday song for Wen Zhi together.

Yu Xiangwen is the best at making an atmosphere, and under the background of that kind of laughter and laughter, it is difficult for people not to be moved.

It was probably the first time that Wen Zhi had been surrounded like this to celebrate her birthday, and tears were pouring out.

Fang Ci took a few photos of them and sent them to the four people chatting.

At this time, a message popped up on WeChat:

"Fang Niannian: Sister, are you at school?"

"Fang Niannian: There's nothing else, I just miss you."

Fang Ci's heart sank slightly.

She could probably imagine the scene Fang Niannian was in at the moment.

It's nothing more than staying in your room, reading a book or practicing.

In short, it's a silent environment.

Not only at this moment, but since she lost her voice, she has been like this for nineteen years.

Qu Yingqiu always had many concerns, sending her to a normal school for fear that she would be bullied and bullied by others, and sending her to a special school for fear that she would be treated by others with colored glasses, so she made the Fang family her safe house, so that she never had to go out.

In the hustle and bustle he is currently in, Fang Niannian probably won't have a chance in this life.

It was a bit heavy, getting heavier and heavier, and it was so heavy that Fang Ci could hardly breathe.

Qu Yingqiu is right, Fang Niannian's loss of voice is all her fault, and she wants to atone for her sins forever.

If it weren't for the fact that nineteen years ago, when she was a few months old, she couldn't stop crying, and the whole family wouldn't have gathered around her, causing the two-year-old Fang Niannian to fall from the balcony on the second floor and trample frantically in fright on the horses grazing downstairs.

Nian Nian was able to save a life, suffered multiple fractures all over his body, and was in a coma for many days, and never spoke again after waking up.

Fang Hong always said that it was the nanny's fault and his parents' fault that he lost his voice, and he couldn't blame Fang Ci, who was a few months old.

But Fang Ci gradually figured out that Qu Yingqiu was probably freeing herself by passing on the pain, otherwise, she, as a mother, would be in pain.

But Fang Ci has never been able to find a way out: pass on the pain to her, so what can she do? To die?

For so many years, she has never shed a single tear.

I didn't even experience the feeling of tears in my eyes.

The lacrimal glands, presumably in her place, dried up and died.

Like a person about to drown, she clutched her phone tightly, staring at the message sent by Nian Nian at the top of the screen, her eyes gradually chaotic and clear.

Fang Ci restrained his trembling and typed:

"Fang Ci: Nian Nian, do you want to come out and play?"

How pathetic, called Nian Nian, but unable to make a sound.

Fang Niannian did not reply.

This news almost exhausted the strength of Fang Ci's whole body.

She staggered to her feet on the edge of the table and whispered, "I'm going out for a cigarette." ”

Yu Xiangwen looked up at her and felt that her expression was a little wrong, so she asked, "Do you want me to accompany you?" ”