Chapter 37:

"Oh! Also! Thank you, thank you."
"Jiang Yan decided to increase the difficulty again! He decided to increase the difficulty again! Wow--"
"Director Fork, do you think he made a mistake this time or failed his technique?"
"I think he still has room for improvement ..."
...
The room was still quiet, but Gu Fei's mind was already full of Jiang Yan's voice, all kinds of fine points, all kinds of tone, and a whole-hearted play.
He has always been good at dealing with deadlock scenes. At this moment, he feels that he is facing a dead end.
No one knows that Jiang Yan has a slingshot. The only time he showed the slingshot was by the lake, empty, none, one, people, by the lake.
He didn't even have a chance to excuse himself.
Jiang Yan didn't say anything, so he stood opposite him and looked at him. He didn't even have a look on his face. After a moment's shock disappeared, he remained expressionless.
He couldn't guess the current state of Jiang Yan.
"That," but he still had to say, "I ..."
Jiang Yan didn't say anything, it seemed he was waiting for him to say.
"I was passing by." Gu Fei said.
"There is no way for that lake," Jiang Yan said, "I have walked a circle."
"I did go there," Gu Fei finally found a more relaxed statement. "I saw you playing slingshot there, and we were not too familiar at that time, so I left without saying hello."
Jiang Yan glanced at him, tossing his slingshot, and when the slingshot returned to his left hand two turns, Gu Fei saw his right hand grabbing a table next to him.
Not good!
He knew a lot of clothes and accessories on that table, and ... buttons.
Jiang Yan's catch was the button.
Gu Fei turned and wanted to run behind the scene.
That's not an ordinary small button. Ding Zhuxin's design uses all kinds of "anti-authentic" materials. It's a wooden bead-shaped button, which is a perfect slingshot companion.
"That's what you said, onlookers?" Jiang Yan said.
Gu Fei heard a gurgling sound, then a pain in his thigh, and wooden beads hit him.
He turned back and saw that Jiang Yan had pulled the slingshot again and stood at him.
"You ..." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yan's hand loosened, he shouted, "Ah!"
This time the button hit him on the stomach.
To be honest, Jiang Yan didn't exert much force. If he tried to hit the ice pit by the lake that day, he might not be able to shout now.
"Don't you say that this slingshot is inferior!" Gu Fei jumped over the sofa and hid his lower body behind his back.
"Look who hits," Jiang Yan aimed at him again with a button, "I can hit with and a rubber band."
"Don't ..." Without saying Gu Fei's words, Jiang Yan released his hand again and hit the button on his arm. It hurt a lot. He rubbed his arm a few times, "Fuck!"
"The bystander you said," Jiang Yan tightened his slingshot and looked at him from between the branches of the wood. "Is this the bystander right?"
"It's just a metaphor," Gu Fei was beaten three times in a row, and he couldn't hold it anymore, and raised his voice. "You're unreasonable!"
"What's the reason!" Jiang Yan shouted and shook his hand very hard. "What's the reason? You are so dazzling and cold looking outside, what's the reason! There is no reason to speak in the world at all! I have been adopted for reason. Speaking! Is it reasonable to say that my forefoot was sent back to this ghost place just after I knew that I was not a biological hind leg! What the is it! "
"Brother," Gu Fei stepped back from behind the sofa, "I really don't ..."
Without saying a word, Jiang Yan hit his fourth button on his chest.
"Ah!" He jumped, and when he stepped back, he fell straight into the sofa. He just stopped getting up, and yelled at Jiang Yan, "Come and come, shooter Jiang Yan! Come on! Let ’s hit it! There are n’t enough buttons here and there! There are not only wood, but also stones, and iron copper. How about using iron directly?

"You saw it all," Jiang Yan glared at him for a while, then lowered his hand, and threw the slingshot and the clasp in his hand to the ground. "Yes, you all saw it."
"See," Gu Fei answered.
"Where do you see where?" Jiang Yan asked.
"From the time you hit the ice pit to the fork guidance until you cry," Gu Fei said, "After watching it all, you will start crying and I will leave."
"Oh." Jiang Yan responded, leaning back against the wall.
I saw it all. A wonderful performance of the whole performance was accompanied by cries of masters.
Jiang Yan didn't know how he felt now.
From shock to embarrassment, to feeling shameful, to being secretly humiliated, and finally to anger.
And now, all the feelings have disappeared, and the rest is only uncomfortable.
He crouched slowly against the wall to the ground, lowering his head and wrapping his head in his arms.
That's it.
He grew up not only crying, he was uncomfortable, depressed, and unhappy when he liked to use this posture. This effort united himself, narrowed down, and tried not to let anyone see his posture.
Make him feel safe.
It ’s the same as smashing your head in the sand. You do n’t really think that others will not see yourself, but you do n’t want to see anything.
Can't see, can't hear, just fine.
"My brother." Gu Fei did not know when he came to him and called him.
"Had your uncle and brother," Jiang Yan buried himself between his knees and arms, muffled his voice. "Are you younger than me?"
"You are a month old," Gu Fei said.
"This is the most important thing," Jiang Yan was so shocked that he couldn't bury his head. He looked up. "Do you know my birthday?"
"When you had a fever and fainted, I looked at your ID card," Gu Fei said, "I somehow got someone in my house. I have to figure out who it is."
"Leave me alone next time." Jiang Yan buried himself in his knees again.
"Will you?" Gu Fei said.
Jiang Yan looked out from the slit of his arm. Gu Fei held the cigarette case in his hand. He closed his eyes and it took a few seconds to reach out and take a cigarette from the cigarette case.
"Keep smoking here," said Gu Fei, holding a cigarette and holding it. He passed the lighter to him. "This studio is non-smoking and is flammable."
Jiang Yan didn't speak, turned his head and glanced at the monitor in the corner after lighting the cigarette.
"It's okay, she usually doesn't look at surveillance." Gu Fei said.
"Have you laughed?" Jiang Yan asked, his throat was a little dumb, as if he had suffered a great deal of grievances, and he cleared his throat a little unpleasantly, "while peeking."
"I laughed in my heart," Gu Fei said. "It was very funny, I want to say that you can't believe it without laughter."
"Well," Jiang Yan sighed softly. "I used to play that alone. I used to play the flute before. I have the non-famous whistle player Jiang Yan to perform for us."
Gu Fei laughed, soots all laughed, he took an empty drink bottle in his hand and played the soot.
"Have you ever played like this?" Jiang Yan asked.
"No," Gu Fei shook his head, "but there must be a lot of people to solve this boredom. Someone posted a post in the previous four middle school bars, saying that every day they ca n’t sleep without finishing a big show in the bed. They all say they have the same hobbies. "
"Really." Jiang Yan smiled.
"But you know I saw it," Gu Fei said, giving him a thumbs-up. "I finally got a chance to tell you, Jiang Yan, you are the best person I have ever seen with a slingshot."
"... Thank you," Jiang Yan took the slingshot thrown beside him and looked at it. "This is probably a prop, not intended to be used."
"Then you hit me right?" Gu Fei said.
"No, it just hits," Jiang Yan said, "I hit your when I hit your leg."
"Oh," Gu Fei turned to look at him, "why."
"There is a lot of meat in the buttocks," Jiang Yan said. "It is not easy to hurt."
"I find that you are still quite ... a few, the fire is not over, and there will be no major incidents." Gu Fei played the soot in the drink bottle.
"Everything we learn from a bully is counted," Jiang Yan smoked. "Never scoop people on a tree."
"Fuck." Gu Fei laughed.
Jiang Yan stared at the cigarette in his hand for a while and said, "Why did you go to the lake that day? It was cold, and there was no way out."
"That day," Gu Fei stopped, and spoke again after a long time. "It was my dad's death day. I'll burn some paper."
"Ah." Jiang Yan said.
"He was drowned there." Gu Fei bounced his finger gently on the bottle.
"Ah," Jiang Yan continued to hesitate, and paused before answering, "I thought there wasn't much water there."
"It's not too deep. If he drank that day, if he didn't drink," Gu Fei stopped his fingers on the bottle, "It's probably me who drowned."
Jiang Yan suddenly raised his head and stared at Gu Fei.
Li Baoguo said that when Gu Fei killed his father, he didn't believe it at all. When Gu Fei said that his father drowned, he only had the idea of ​​"Ah, it was an accident", but he was a bit surprised when he heard Gu Fei's words. Do not believe in your ears.
"My dad is a bastard," Gu Fei said calmly. "I always hoped he was dead. I want Li Baoguo to be my dad, and I don't think so."
Jiang Yan was silent, a little confused.
"He didn't have Li Baoguo to bet, but he could play more than Li Baoguo," Gu Fei smiled. "My mother thought he was handsome and married, and then he hit, drank, and drank. I always feel that my father's only expression is probably a fist. "
"I heard Li Baoguo ..." Jiang Yan remembered what Li Baoguo said, "He hit Gu Miao."
"Well," Gu Fei bit his lip. He had been very calm before. When he mentioned Gu Miao, his expression changed. "Gu Miao was born different from other children. Maybe it was because he always Drinking ... Of course he wouldn't think so, he felt that he had a big trouble, he couldn't talk, he couldn't learn things. "
"So hit?" Jiang Yan was a little angry.
"Yeah," Gu Fei tilted her head, "grabbed her and slammed the wall, and Gu Miao never spoke again after that."
"I fuck!" Jiang Yan shouted. At this moment, he had the urge to stab Gu Fei's grave whip corpse.
Gu Fei stopped talking, and the two of them stared at the drink bottle in silence together.
After a long time, Gu Feicai whispered again, "I stabbed someone in the tree, it is possible to learn from him ..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Yue interrupted him immediately.
"That tone," Gu Fei laughed, "how so old Xu?"
"Then what tone should I use, Lao Lu's? I have no energy to roar," Jiang Yan leaned against the wall and sighed. "This place is crazy."
"In fact, your adoptive parents have protected you very well," said Gu Fei. "Although you feel like you're hitting a gun, it's really ... clean."
"Probably," Jiang Yan said softly, thinking about it and trying to ask again, "why Li Baoguo said you ... forget it."
"Did I kill my dad?" Gu Fei said.
"Ah," Jiang Yan suddenly felt it was inappropriate for him to ask this question. "You don't need to care, I didn't believe it, I just ... forget it, when I didn't say it, don't mind."
"It's not straightforward at all," Gu Fei pointed at his little thumb. "In fact, it's nothing. There are rumors. There are all kinds of rumors. We have a lot of rumors in this movie. I will talk to you about it."
"Um." Jiang Yan nodded.
"My dad saw me when I was walking to the lake," Gu Fei said. "My dad was in the lake when they came over, and I didn't move anymore. I stood next to him and looked like the scene of the murder, the murderer. I didn't even cry, it was cruel. "
"That's ... scared silly." Jiang Yan frowned, afraid to imagine such a scene, at that time Gu Fei didn't know how old it was.
"I don't know, maybe," Gu Fei lit another cigarette, "I'm going to say you might be scared."
"Speak out and scare me." Jiang Yan said.
"I can't save him, I can't swim, and I'm freezing," Gu Fei's voice went down. "But I just want him to die. I'm standing there, watching him move a little bit, I watched him sink, and just ... watched. "
Suddenly, Jiang Yan felt a little out of breath. He tried twice to take a deep breath without success, as if tied to something.
"Is it terrible?" Gu Fei's voice was very low, with a small trembling. "I'm particularly scared. I save him. I'm afraid he will kill me. I am afraid he will kill Ermiao and my mother. ... I don't save him, I just watch him die bit by bit ... Every year on the day of his death, I feel like I've been peeled off a layer of skin, and I can't survive this life ... "
Gu Fei's hand holding the cigarette was shaking so hard that even the rising smoke seemed to be struggling.
"Gu Fei," Jiang Yan didn't expect Gu Fei to have such a story. He was shocked and overwhelmed. Now let's look at Gu Fei and he is always indifferent. He looks completely indifferent to everything. He I shuddered as I followed, not knowing what to do, "Gu Fei ..."
Gu Fei turned to look at him.
Didn't cry.
Fortunately, Jiang Yan was relieved. Although he felt that Gu Fei should not be sore like his nose sore, just like a fragile old lady, but still worried.
Gu Fei looked at him, and he became even more helpless. He raised his hand and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he put it on Gu Fei's shoulders and held him: "Brother Hug."
Gu Fei didn't struggle, just bowed his head, his forehead rested on his knee ... Of course, most people would not be stabbed by anyone if they were touched like him.
"Actually ... forget it, I don't know what to say," Jiang Yan never comforted anyone, and he didn't want to comfort people who were not familiar with him to a certain degree. Pan Zhi, who is the closest to him, didn't need any comfort. It ’s so big that he can go to sleep after eating shit. He can only pat it on Gu Fei ’s back, then rub it a few times.
It ’s okay, it ’s all over ... You feel scared is normal, but this It's over. "
Gu Fei kept his head down.
"So what," Jiang Yan rubbed his shoulder, rubbing on his arm again, "you are a person who has experienced great things, right, my mother ... is my adoptive mother, she always said, In my life, any experience is valuable, for better or worse ... "
Gu Fei still lowered her head.
While thinking about words in his mind, Jiang Yan was anxious that his knowledge reserve of comforting people was still a bit incompatible with the title of Xueba.
Just when he had nothing to say, he could only snoring on Gu Fei's back arm, preparing to say the naive comfort words of "snoring snoring hairs," Gu Fei finally moved, partial Over face.
"You ..." Jiang Yan looked at him quickly, and he glanced at him as soon as he passed. Gu Fei was smiling at the corner of his mouth. He suddenly retracted his arms and shouted, "Is your human! You laugh ? "
"Ah," Gu Fei laughed even harder, "I couldn't bear the first time I felt such a low level of comfort, I was so sad ..."
"Go!" Jiang Yan snarled and jumped up from the ground. "You believe it or not, I'll make you sad now!"
"Don't don't ..." Gu Fei also stood up and kicked the slingshot on the ground quickly.
"No, I was really worried about you. I was so anxious to scream for you, do you know!" Jiang Yan was speechless. "You have a good time playing people, shouldn't you applaud ... ... "
"Thank you," Gu Fei said.
"You're welcome," Jiang Yan replied reflexively. After returning to God, he was too lazy to say, "... your uncle."
"Really." Gu Fei raised his hand and gently tapped his finger on his shoulder.
Jiang Yan didn't say a word, glanced over his shoulder somehow.
"Thank you," Gu Fei leaned over and hugged him, "Really."
Unlike the hug that celebrated victory on the court that day, Gu Fei hugged tightly. His late conditioned reflexes failed to come out.
"Also," Gu Fei whispered, and said quietly, "I said bystanders, please use your brain to think, don't go to the side to understand."
"I definitely understand that," Jiang Yan said. He could smell the faint smell of tobacco on Gu Fei's body, and suddenly felt that such a hug was very comfortable. This kind of comfort is hard to say. It ’s still the kind, or something else. In short, he did n’t push away Gu Fei ’s urge,
When you see me by the lake, you just feel like a bystander, watching someone cry, watching someone laugh, watching Others split into eight petals. "
Gu Fei laughed for a long time: "Okay, I just watched for a while, didn't think of anything else, and didn't laugh at you."
"That's right," Jiang Yan said, "sincerely, how bright the world is."
Gu Fei patted him on the back and released him: "I just thought I was going to die on your hand today."
"No," Jiang Yan sighed. "I'm a little worried. I seem to know too much ..."
"It's okay," Gu Fei picked up his camera and looked, "I have a picture of your underwear."
"What?" Jiang Yan stared at him.
"I have, yours, panties," Gu Fei shook the camera, "with a face, high-definition without
code."
"A shameless face," Jiang Yan pointed at him. "I shouldn't have comforted you just now. Do you know that you are so perverted?"
"I know at the same table." Gu Fei smiled.
Jiang Yan was stubborn, and he was happy for a while.
Gu Fei did n’t take pictures of his underpants. It ’s not so much. Underpants, not underpants. In contrast, he cares more about ...
"And your running chicken photos." Gu Fei said.
"You deleted it for me!" Jiang Yan shouted.
That's right, compared to the underwear picture, he cares more about the photo that runs like a chicken. The photo is really ashamed to be seen.
"Yes," Gu Fei answered bluntly. "Help me write the review on Monday."
Jiang Yan glared at him, and finally said helplessly: "Will you not even write a review? As for your virtue, have you written less since childhood?"
"I really can't write it. I have asked Li Yan to write for me before, and Zhou Jing has caught everyone who can catch it." Gu Fei said.
"Hey," Jiang Yan poured a glass of water and took a few sips. "I really admire you, just like you, you have to mix your days and review even. What about the college entrance examination."
"It's a long way to go, there is still more than a year," Gu Fei said, "I haven't thought about the college entrance examination, I just want to mix up a diploma."
"So how good are you at a technical secondary school," Jiang Yan glanced at him, "can still have a skill."
"I have it," Gu Fei shook the camera again, and smiled again after thinking about it. "I really thought about going to college when I was in junior high school, but I didn't think it would make much sense."
Jiang Yan didn't speak, and it felt that Gu Fei didn't really feel meaningless. In this case, he couldn't leave to go to school at all. There didn't seem to be a school in the local area to take the exam ...
"You should be able to go to a great university," Gu Fei said, "but after two years of studying at a junk school like the Fourth Middle School, will it affect you?"
"No," Jiang Yan drank all the water in the glass. "It's nothing more than books. Everyone teaches the same."
Gu Fei gave him a thumbs up.
"Maybe with my mother ... with my foster mother," Jiang Yan frowned, though she wouldn't know, "I won't let you put me wherever I go, I'll be far away from here . "
"Yeah," Gu Fei stretched, "No one wants to stay in this broken place."