Chapter 57:

Due to the extremely improper viewing attitude, the two of them wiped out about ten wet wipes in a small bag sent by the studio, and checked again and again whether the clothes were wiped and their hands were wiped clean. The screams seemed to be completely ignorant.
"Why is this woman ..." Gu Fei took a small plastic bag and packed up the messy paper, and whispered, "Hey, is this the woman just now?"
"... which woman?" Jiang Yan asked.
"Just ... how many women?" Gu Fei looked at the screen.
"About three, this one should be the orphan that the man said before." Jiang Yan guessed.
"Who said she was an orphan?" Gu Fei asked.
"... You play with mentally retarded or else," Jiang Yan glanced at him. "We are behind and we can't affect others."
Gu Fei laughed: "What do you think of me? Do you understand?"
"No," Jiang Yan said, "but you have no intention of asking you."
Gu Fei sipped his drink with a smile: "Is there really infrared monitoring?"
"I'm really not sure about this," Jiang Yan looked at the wall around him, and whispered very lowly. "I used to see a post on Tianya, and I said nothing when I saw a movie Human affairs, and suddenly came out and personally returned one. The projectionist told you what you did. Our monitoring room can see everything. The monitoring is all infrared ... I feel this is to the person in the post ... and Me, leaving a deep shadow. "
"It makes sense, too," Gu Fei whispered in his ear. "You see, it's so dark, if you monitor it normally, you can't shoot anything."
"Sit well." Jiang Yan sat upright.
"Okay." Gu Fei also sat upright.
Watching the movie together, I don't know where I went.
And actually persisted to the end.
When the light in the projection room lights up, Jiang Yan quickly lowered his head and checked if there were any unsightly marks left on the two people, and looked at the paper left on the ground before he stood up.
I don't know why, looking at a pair of young lovers walking out, Jiang Yan felt that their faces were full of words.
A guilty conscience sees everyone like himself. by 玉皇大帝
"Look behind my trousers," Jiang Yan turned back uneasily to Gu Fei, "Is there any trace?"
"You ..." Gu Fei sighed, "What angle can you shoot behind?"
"Get off your uncle!" Jiang Yan turned back in annoyance, and pulled Gu Fei aside, "Go! Bitch!"
Gu Fei took two steps over the aisle and suddenly turned into a single leg jump.
"I rely," Jiang Yan looked forward, and found that the inspector at the door came in, standing by the wheelchair and waiting, "this service."
"Lend you this set of things next time," Gu Fei said, "you come and feel it too."
"What is there to feel, I have to feel it also has to feel that you carry me to climb the mountain you said." Jiang Yan smiled.
"Okay, someday we will go there, I will carry you up." Gu Fei said.
When it comes to dating, I don't know what the process is. They came out of the cinema anyway, they were going to find a place to eat, but it was too early, so they sat in the square.
The square is very lively. There is a lot of activities for real estate. There are many people, some people sing, some people dance, and there are catwalks.
"I saw a picture of your circle of friends before," Jiang Yan looked over there. "Did you take it here? The one that the two aunts grabbed a fan of."
Gu Fei laughed, took out his mobile phone, flipped it, and handed it to him: "Do you mean this?"
"Well," Jiang Yan nodded. "When was it filmed?"
"Last summer, right here," Gu Fei said, "in the end they all fought."
"Fuck, how was it finally resolved?" Jiang Yan asked.
"An old man came over and smashed the fan in half, and gave her half each." Gu Fei said.
Jiang Yan smiled for a long time, and sighed again after thinking about it, "What is there to grab a fan?"
"Any kind of person," Gu Fei took out a cigarette and lighted it. "You can sit here for a day and anyone can see it."
"Do you always watch?" Jiang Yan looked at the people coming and going on the square.
"Well, it looks different from the camera," Gu Fei stretched his left hand in front of him, his thumb and index finger were half a frame away, "try."
Jiang Yan paused and looked around. No one paid special attention to them, so he extended his right hand, and his thumb and forefinger were aligned with Gu Fei's fingers by half a frame.
"In this way, you will see different people, without so much interference," Gu Fei slowly moved with his hand, and when he stopped, he framed a girl who was watching the preoccupation on the stage. "Is it a passerby? Or a fan? Or just a daze? "
Jiang Yan didn't speak.
"Who was watching me when I saw you," Gu Fei sang softly, "I rub my shoulders in my eyes, it doesn't matter if I miss ..."
"What song?" Jiang Yan asked, the melody was strange, but jumping briskly was pretty good.
"Nothing," Gu Fei laughed, "I sing casually."
Jiang froze and looked at him: "What about the lyrics?"
"Think of it," Gu Fei said, "I can compose 800 words for you at such casual words."
Jiang Yan smiled and didn't talk anymore, followed Gu Fei's fingers, and watched the person slowly passing through the finger frame.
Gu Fei's side is so deeply hidden that Jiang Yan often forgets that he is actually a sensitive and meticulous person, even some literary and artistic.
After all, Gu Fei was a mule, and he was a in the street, so after completing the "bystander" activity in the square, they did not go too far and ate lunch at the snack street next to the square.
I don't know if he just had a boyfriend today and was too excited when watching a movie. They didn't eat much for lunch.
"I need to get a bag of fried rice cakes when I go back," said Gu Fei. "I will be hungry in the afternoon."
"Just go for fried rice cakes in a moment." Jiang Yan remembered the smell of fried rice cakes that day, and suddenly felt a little bit stunned.
"Also," Gu Fei thought for a while, "Actually ..."
"Actually we don't need to eat here at all," Jiang Yan looked at him, "right?"
"Yes," Gu Fei laughed. "Ah, this IQ has caught up with the 9th."
When riding the bicycle to take Gu to fly back, Jiang Yan was thinking about it in his mind. When he returned, he went directly to the fried rice cake shop and ate fried rice cake.
and then?
Back home?
Or ... let Gu Fei go there?
Why go there?
When he thinks about it, he suddenly feels awkward. In fact, he does not have to do something with Gu Fei. Of course, if he does something, it is normal and not done, but the key is that his main purpose is to Not to do something and just did it in the cinema ...
I always feel that if you say "go to me for a while", you will have ambiguous and unexplainable ambiguities.
... it's all messy!
Masters are so arrogant!
"Go to me after eating rice cakes in a while?" Jiang Yan asked, turning his head.
"Well," Gu Fei nodded his head against his back, "I just borrowed your homework and I'll copy it."
"You really can't write it or don't want to write it," Jiang Yan was speechless. "I don't think you can even write the papers for the midterm exam. I thought you had to count down the grade."
"Too lazy to write." Gu Fei smiled.
Jiang Yan originally wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after thinking about it.
Gu Fei's calm answer made him feel that everything was superfluous, and he didn't want to go back and forth like Lao Xu. The most important thing was that maybe he was also sensitive. Too much discussion on this issue is bland.
"Go to the shop first. Someone delivered today. My mother didn't know." Fei Gu said again.
"OK." Jiang Yan answered.
When arriving at the shop door, Jiang Yan stopped the car, leaned on his leg, and returned to the steel factory site. Gu Fei's acting immediately went online, and it took at least five seconds to get off the back of the bicycle.
"Did you act too much?" Jiang Yan looked back at him.
"It hurts." Gu Fei frowned.
"Fuck," Jiang Yan smiled, "I'm going to cry."
"Release the car and help me." Gu Fei was still very engaged.
Jiang Yan leaned the car against the wall and came to help him enter the shop. As soon as he lifted the curtain, he heard a familiar voice and shouted, "What's wrong with Gu Fei?"
Jiang Yan and Gu Fei stood at the door at the same time, staring at Lao Xu who was standing in front of the cash register.
"Yo!" Gu Fei's mother, who was standing behind the cashier, also shouted, "Did you fall or fight?"
"Fell." Gu Fei said.
"Broken?" Lao Xu came over. "Serious?"
"Not serious," Gu Fei glanced at Lao Xu, "how are you here?"
"Ms. Xu is coming home," Gu Fei's mother took a chair and said, "Hurry up and sit down. You haven't even said a word to your legs, and you're still running around."
Gu Fei sat down and didn't speak.
Lao Xu stabbed here, Jiang Ye felt that fried rice cakes could not be eaten for a while and a while, and Li Baoguo had also found Lao Xu ... he felt that he should flash before Lao Xu noticed him and reacted.
But he just turned around and lifted the curtain to leave, Lao Xu had called his name: "Jiang Ye! I happen to be looking for you."
"Ah." Jiang Yan didn't answer, and he firmly raised the curtain at the door with his hands.
"You wait for me for a while, and I'm finished talking to Gu Fei's mother. Let's talk." Lao Xu said.
Jiang Yan said nothing.
"You wait for me," Lao Xu said again, "wait for me."
Jiang Yan sighed, and Lao Xu's tone made him unable to walk away, so he had to reply with a bit of depression.
Lao Xu and Gu Fei's mother went to the backyard. He took a stool and sat next to Gu Fei.
As soon as he sat down, Lao Xu went back to the shop again: "Gu Fei, you tell me about this leg later?"
"Fell," Gu Fei said, "driving a motorcycle too quickly."
"Serious?" Lao Xu walked in front of him and looked at him.
"It's okay." Gu Fei recovered his legs unaccustomedly.
"Don't move," Lao Xu waved her hand and straightened her waist. "Please take a few days off and stay in bed."
"... Oh." Gu Fei nodded.
Old Xu sighed and went to the backyard.
"Why is Lao Xu here?" Jiang Yan whispered.
"He runs almost every month," Gu Fei said. "The point is my family, and Wang Xu's."
"I'm not afraid of being tired," Jiang Yan frowned, and Lao Xu was indeed quite dedicated. "I guess he will tell me about Li Baoguo again."
"Probably, you have nothing to worry about except Li Baoguo." Gu Fei smiled.
"Li Baoguo went to school a while ago and didn't know what to say to Lao Xu at the door," Jiang Yan stretched his legs a little irritably. "What the is he doing!"
Gu Fei did not speak, and reached out and patted him on the leg: "Listen to Lao Xu for a while, don't bother, it's all about going home or not, and the son is not the son."
"Um." Jiang Yan glanced over to the backyard and grabbed Gu Fei's hand.
"After talking to Lao Xu, tell me, let's eat fried rice cake." Gu Fei said.
"I can't eat anymore, I have no appetite." Jiang Yan said.
"Then you watch me eat," Gu Fei said, "I have an appetite."
"Fuck." Jiang Yan smiled.
Lao Xu talked to Gu Fei's mother for more than ten minutes in the backyard, and then returned to the store.
"Teacher Xu will take the carton of milk and go back," Gu Fei's mother choked the carton of milk, "It's hard."
"No need, no need ..." Lao Xu Yitong waved his hand. "This is what I should do. It's my scope of work. Don't be so polite, I'm glad the parents can cooperate with me."
"Cooperating, I must cooperate," Gu Fei's mother said as she continued to want to put milk in Lao Xu's hands. "Mr. Xu ..."
"Mom," Gu Fei stood up and stopped, "I will take Mr. Xu's house tomorrow."
"That line, that line." Mommy Gu nodded.
"No need, no need," Lao Xu beckoned to Jiang Yan as he walked out. "Jiang Yue, come, let's go out and sit."
Jiang Yan stood up and glanced at Gu Fei. Gu Fei smiled at him and made a call gesture.
Jiang Yan nodded, turned and followed Lao Xu to go out.
Lao Xu was walking in front of him, and he followed behind without speeding up.
Although, as Gu Fei said, even if it was about Li Baoguo, it was not a big deal. It was just that he refused to go back to that thing, but his good mood in the morning was destroyed.
If it weren't for the last Gu Fei's smile, he really wanted to turn his head and silently throw away Xu.
"Let's go and drink tea in front." Lao Xu said, turning back.
"Drinking tea?" Jiang Yan was surprised. On this street, the number of times he came was not small. Although he didn't take a close look at it each time, after all, they were all small and shameless shops, but basically he was sure there would be Tea room is so laid back.
"Don't like tea?" Lao Xu smiled. "Also, young man, I was quite surprised when Gu Fei brought me here for the first time to drink tea. This kid still drinks tea."
"Ah." Jiang Yan was surprised again.
He only knew that Gu Fei drank lemons when drinking water, but he did not know that Gu Fei also drank tea.
He was suddenly a little uncomfortable.
Lao Xu knew everything, he didn't know it!
Lao Xu knows, isn't that a good bird and Li Yan knows, Ding Zhuxin knows, Wang Xu knows ...
Jiang Yan whispered.
Alas.
This place to drink tea is a gray-faced tea shop. Chiang Kai-shek has passed by more than once. He never noticed.
In fact, it is not a special tea room. There is a small tea table next to the window, which is to sell tea. If you want to drink tea, you just buy it.
Lao Xu asked for a pot of green tea, and they sat down, Jiang Yan was silent, a little bit lost, he only came back when Lao Xu poured a cup of tea for him, a little embarrassed: "Thank you President Xu."
"Are you satisfied with this midterm exam?" Lao Xu asked.
"Just like that," Jiang Yan said.
"It's very good by the level of the fourth middle school," Lao Xu said as he opened his bag. "But I took a look and got rid of the three subjects with perfect marks. Other subjects were deducted a lot of points. It doesn't count your words as ugly and deducted from the roll ... "
"Just tell me this?" Jiang Yan said, "I can take the second place more than 100 points on the subject in the final exam."
"You kid," Lao Xu laughed, pulled a folder out of the bag and put it in front of him. "This is the paper I asked my friend to get from your original side, but I do n’t know anyone in the middle school. It's the three middle school papers, all of which should be similar in difficulty ... "
Jiang Yan lived.
"You have time to do it for yourself," Lao Xu said. "After I'm done, I'll ask the teacher to help you judge the papers. What do you think?"
Jiang Yan never thought that Lao Xu would do this. He lowered his head and opened the folder, which was indeed a large stack of papers in various subjects.
"General Manager Xu ..." He stared at the paper, not knowing what to say.
"It should be," Lao Xu said, "I have been in the fourth middle school for so many years, and of course I have encountered such a good seed for the first time, of course, I must do my best."
"Thank you." Jiang Yan buckled the folder.
"I want to say one more thing, you guessed it," Lao Xu said, "What about your family, I know you don't want to say it, I don't ask much, but I'm afraid you will affect it. Study, so I still hope you can ... "
"What did Li Baoguo ask you to say?" Jiang Yan looked up at Lao Xu.
"I didn't say anything, that is to say you are not going home," Lao Xu sighed. "He also said he was ill ... Jiang Yan, I can understand if you are not home, but I still hope you can talk to him Talk, or ... "
"I see." Jiang Yan said.
Old Xu didn't say any more, and sighed again: "I can't imagine Li Baoguo can have such a son."
Jiang Yan glanced at him.
"Li Hui, his eldest son," Lao Xu waved and said, "I was also a student of mine before, hey, it's almost impossible."
Jiang Yan smiled. Although he was very reluctant to ask, he still asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"Lung problem, he also said vaguely." Lao Xu said.
"Oh." Jiang Yan frowned. Li Baoguo continued to smoke and drink every day, from early cough to late, and it was no surprise that he had a lung problem.
But what is this "lung problem"?
Lao Xu didn't talk as much today as usual. After that, after drinking two cups of tea, Jiang Yan was gone.
"I'll go after drinking," Lao Xu said, "you go back first, your father ... Li Baoguo, you still have to communicate."
"Well," Jiang Yan stood up, picked up the folder, and bowed to the old Xu Ju. "Thank you President Xu."
"Hey," Lao Xu was probably a student who had never met him before, and quickly got up and bowed at him, "Go back."
Jiang Yan turned and walked out of the tea room ... No, the tea shop.
When walking slowly to Gu Fei's store, he took out his mobile phone and called Gu Fei.
"It's over?" Gu Fei answered the phone.
"Well," Jiang Yan said, "can you go there?"
"Fried rice cakes?" Gu Fei asked.
"Required," Jiang Yan said.
"Then come and help me." Gu Fei said.
Jiang Yan used to help Gu Xunzi out of the store, and then took him to the fried rice cake by bicycle, then helped him into the store and sat down.
"It's really enjoyable," Gu Fei smiled, "I used to lie on the bed and stand by myself, and no one took me out to eat."
"That's because you don't have a fracture right now," Jiang Yan looked down at the menu and ordered another cold dish. He glanced up and raised his head again. "Are you fractured many times?"
"Not many times," Gu Fei said, "three or four times, it's not serious, I just say it to make you feel bad."
"Fuck," Jiang Yan glared at him. A few seconds later, he suddenly pressed one hand on his chest, and the other supported the wall next to him, twisted his eyebrows, and said painfully and painfully, "OK ... OK, it hurts ... but I may not ... OK ... "
"I ... fuck," Gu Fei was first frightened by him and wanted to stand up. After the reaction, he couldn't hold the tea cup with a smile. "You're acting really good, I almost hit 120. Now. "
"We have a lot of skills to learn tyrants, so you don't need to be inferior." Jiang Yan closed the stand and continued to look at the menu. He was embarrassed to tell Gu Fei, just like this expression, when he brushed his teeth, he was fine in the mirror Once, it's been a long time since then.
After eating rice cakes, his stomach really held up. When he took Gu to the rental house, he rubbed his stomach while riding.
When he got downstairs, Gu Fei got out of the car and waited for him to help him. He looked around and there were no figures. So he went straight into the corridor: "Are you addicted?"
Gu Fei followed with a smile.
As soon as Jiang Yan opened the door, Gu Fei hugged him from behind and slap him in his ears: "I just ate fried rice cakes and I won't kiss you."
"Ah," Jiang Yan laughed, "I also ate kimchi ..."
"Make it cricket," Gu Fei hooked the door with his feet, closed the door, pushed him to the bedroom, and walked in his shoulder socket while walking, "You all have fried rice cake flavor."
"Fuck," Jiang Yan thrust him with his elbow, "Get out."
"It's okay, I can still make it up." Gu Fei touched him two more.
When Jiang Yan turned around, he was tripped over by the bed next to him. Gu Fei pressed on him, and the two fell on the bed.
"I'm leaning, this bed is made of wood!" Jiang Yan nudged on the bed with his hand. "You can work harder and we can hit the ground directly."
Gu Fei smiled and didn't speak, bowed his head and kissed him on the side of his neck, and buried his face in his shoulder socket.
No one moved, so they were still.
Gu Fei could hear Jiang Yan's breathing, and he could feel the pulse beating gently on his neck.
Somewhat amazing is that in this solitary space, under the condition of the two people hugging each other tightly, he did not want to get into trouble.
I just feel very comfortable, I just want to stay so, I can do it in a daze, or I can fall asleep.
"Hey," Jiang Yan's hand reached into his clothes, rubbing his waist, "I found you heavier than he looks."
"Are you out of breath?" Gu Fei asked.
"Still a minute," Jiang Yan said.
Gu Fei laughed, rolled over and lay beside him.
"Are you copying homework in a while?" Jiang Yan looked at him sideways.
"Well," Gu Fei turned his face, "what about you?"
"I'm going to do a set of questions," Jiang Yan said, "Lao Xu actually found me a set of papers. It turned out that ours, the middle school paper."
"... Fuck," Gu Fei was a little surprised, "Lao Xu really ..."
"Actually, Pan Zhi found me the papers, and I made them all," Jiang Yan said. "But for Xu, I still have to do it."
"Um." Gu Fei sat up.
"You help me watch some time," Jiang Yan got out of bed and sat at the desk beside the bed. "You sit ..."
"I will finish the homework after you write the paper," Gu Fei leaned on the bedside and looked at him, "you write it."
"What are you doing?" Jiang Yan reached out and touched the tip of his nose.
"I'm invigilating," Gu Fei said.
Jiang Yan stopped talking, took a set of papers and looked down.
Gu Fei glanced at the time, counted Jiang Yan an hour, and then tilted his head and looked at him quietly.
Jiang Yan has a skill that he admires very much, that is, investing for a second, starting from the second when he looked down at the paper, everything around him seemed to disappear.
In this state, Gu Fei has never seen anyone around him, including Yi Jing.
Jiang Yan is really special, different from anyone.
No one is the same.
Gu Fei closed one eye, and the other eye looked at Jiang Yan's side from the circle formed by the hand.
At the moment of writing, the kind of gas field that wrapped him unconsciously was full of pride, which made people proud.
The author has something to say: I will rest tomorrow, and Pan Sunsun is estimated to be coming on Friday.