Fang Zhu cursed as he walked on the road, took out a cigarette from the box, put it in his mouth and started puffing away. The nicotine gradually soothed his restless nerves.
Although Fang Zhu no longer attends this junior high school, his father purchased a house for him in a high-end community near the school for his convenience, and he still lives there today. Therefore, even though he has graduated and left school now, he still regards this place as his own territory. Coupled with his favorable family conditions and age advantage, he is like an underground overlord of this school.
After he passes his senior year of high school next year, his family will send him to study abroad, get a layer of gold, and then return to his family business. At that time, someone will teach him step by step how to spend money. Yes, spend money instead of making money. A rich second generation like him, as long as he controls the intensity of opening the floodgates and releasing water, he will not ruin the family business.
If you are lucky enough to encounter some extraordinary life situations in the future and suddenly wake up, it will be effortless to turn around and move upward. After all, for people like them, their starting point is high enough and their safety pads are thick enough. If they fall from a height of ten stories, they will only get minor injuries like flesh and blood at most. And for those unlucky people, even a flat fall could kill them.
What a clear and easy life plan.
But now there's a problem - the young woman who squeezed into their home this year is brewing a trouble that will compete with him for resources in the future.
His life was already boring and dull, but now there were two more people to trouble him, and there might be more in the future. Thinking of this, Fang Zhu became more and more irritable. He came to this former paradise to relax, but he didn't expect to meet a crazy woman.
"Damn, what is this!" He kicked a stone away from his feet angrily. "All the women in this school are fucking insane. Lin Xuerou is crazy. There is something wrong with her brain today!"
Suddenly, a man scolded me sternly from behind: "Which class are you in? How can you smoke in school?"
Fang Zhu stopped and turned back, still holding the smoky cigarette in his mouth. The person who stopped him was an elderly man. He deliberately glanced at the old man behind him with a very impolite look, and then planned to turn around and leave. .
"Stop, don't try to run away! Speak clearly to me!" He was about to catch up without mercy.
"Old man, you're so annoying." Fang Zhu muttered, stopped again, and said impatiently: "It's none of your business. I'm not a student here. Do you care?"
"Since you are not a student in the school, why are you in our school?"
"So I'm leaving now? You insisted on stopping me and wouldn't let me leave. Are you being unreasonable?" Fang Zhu replied lazily, deliberately taking a deep breath and blowing out the thick smoke. onto the old man's face.
The old man choked and coughed a few times, his face turned red: "You are really uneducated."
After hearing what he said, Fang Zhu's eyes sharpened, and he was about to jump into a rage. He stretched out a finger, pointed at the nose of the thin old man and said loudly: "What the hell did you say? How dare you say it again!"
When the old man saw his angry look, not only did he not flinch, but he snorted even more contemptuously: "What? The more you lack something, the more you fear others will tell you?"
Fang Zhu grabbed the old man's collar and raised his right hand in the air. In the end, he didn't make a move. He just pushed him back hard, pushing the old man to the ground and staggering back several steps.
"Old immortal, get out of here, I'm afraid I'll crush you with just one finger!"
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps not far away, as if someone was walking in this direction.
It was already dark at this time, and Fang Zhu couldn't see the person coming clearly, but he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, so he waited patiently for the person to come up to him.
"director?"
The visitor was none other than Qin Nanzhu. She looked at Huang Yang and then at Fang Zhu, with a look of astonishment on her face: "I seem to hear someone arguing over here. What happened?"
Huang Yang had a cold face: "Teacher Qin, you came just in time. I caught a sneaky little thief who didn't know what he was doing in our school."
Before he could finish speaking, Fang Zhu couldn't bear it anymore: "Who the hell are you calling a thief? The whole school belongs to my dad, who do you think you are?"
Huang Yang opened his presbyopic eyes and looked at Fang Zhu from beginning to end.
"So it's you. Your surname is Fang, isn't it? Didn't you graduate long ago?"
"You old man, why do you have so many things going on? I can come when I want and leave when I want. Do you care?"
Seeing that Fang Zhu wanted to rush up and teach Huang Yang a lesson again, Qin Nanzhu quickly stood between the two of them and stopped the war that was about to break out.
"Director, it's getting late. Otherwise, you should go back and rest first. Leave this place to me. He is also a student I have taught before. I will criticize and educate him for you."
Huang Yang was already so angry with him that his heart beat faster and his blood surged. Hearing what Qin Nanzhu said, he walked down the steps and left with a puff of sleeves.
Seeing Huang Yang's leaving figure, Qin Nanzhu's eyes gradually turned cold. Turning around, he saw Fang Zhu's unruly face again, with the finished cigarette butt still in his mouth. She was so angry that she snatched the cigarette butt from his mouth and kept it on the ground, pretending to leave.
Fang Zhu was still posing coolly, but when he saw that she didn't appreciate her, and instead had a thick layer of frost on his face, he panicked for a moment and hurriedly chased after her to hold her hand.
"Are you angry?" He was like a child apologizing to his mother.
She shook off Fang Zhu's hand and crossed her arms over her chest. Although the boy was nearly ten years younger than her, he was already half a head taller than her, so he could only raise his head slightly and look at him sullenly.
"Don't be like this, don't be angry." The boy who was so domineering just now started to act coquettishly and reached out to pull her clothes again.
Qin Nanzhu still shook his hand away indifferently: "Don't do anything, where is this place?!"
"I miss you." Fang Zhu said with a playful smile.
But Qin Nanzhu snorted coldly: "Do you miss me, or are you here to bully the girls in our school again?"
Fang Zhu was struck by what she said and felt guilty, but he was not stupid enough to confess immediately. He touched his nose unnaturally: "What did you say? Who did I bully?"
Qin Nanzhu smiled half-heartedly: "Are there not many people you bully? There are quite a few in my class alone."
Fang Zhu suddenly thought about the girl who was in the laboratory just now. She seemed to be a student in Qin Nanzhu's class, but of course he couldn't mention her, so he could only talk about Lin Xuerou. Although he hated her from the bottom of his heart, his curiosity did not diminish because of it: "Well... didn't you ask me to find out the whereabouts of Lin Xuerou? How is she now?"
"What? Do you miss her? I knew you had no good intentions."
Fang Zhu chuckled: "You're jealous." He saw the frost on Qin Nanzhu's face beginning to melt. He regarded this as a reward signal and hugged her suddenly.
Although he was still an underage boy, his strength could easily surpass that of an adult woman. Qin Nanzhu was tightly held in his arms and could hardly move.
The enthusiasm, impulsiveness and lack of brains of young people, like moths rushing to the flame, looking ahead and ignoring the bottom, are the catapults that break through reason, maturity and stability.
"You little bastard, let me go quickly." Qin Nanzhu said angrily.
Fang Zhu kissed her hard on the face before letting her go.
Qin Nanzhu straightened his wrinkled clothes and said, "Have you been to the Criminal Investigation Detachment today?"
Fang Zhu leaned against the wall, with a posture and smile that he thought was cool: "That's right."
"How's it going? Is it fun?"
Fang Zhu's expression suddenly froze, thinking of the woman who suddenly appeared in the interrogation room. Her tone was soft and gentle, but to Fang Zhu's ears, it sounded more like a vicious curse, trying to lure people into that place. The endless abyss.
"It's okay." Fang Zhu coughed lightly to hide his uneasiness.
"Anyway, I didn't do anything in the first place, and I have a clear conscience. It was really fun to watch the police officers angrily and doubtful, and then helpless in the end."
Qin Nanzhu glanced at him sideways. The young man's pretentiousness seemed ridiculous and childish to her: "Really? Ordinary people would already have weak legs after entering a place like that, and they could not speak coherently. It seems that you It’s still awesome!”
Fang Zhu felt relieved after hearing her praise. All the bad things he had experienced during the day were finally released by her. His throat rolled and his voice became hoarse: "Are you off work? I'll show you something... more powerful."
In the darkness, each other's faces were blurred, but the hot breath gushing out and the eager desire of a beast struggling to break a chain could burn people all over.
"No way." Qin Nanzhu's voice was like a basin of cold water: "I still have evening self-study today."
Fang Zhu stayed there for a long time. After a long time, he suddenly spoke slowly and asked a strange question.
"Do you think my parents love me?"
"What?" Qin Nanzhu felt a little confused and laughed. But soon she realized that Fang Zhu seemed to be asking this question with an extremely serious attitude.
"Love it." Qin Nanzhu uttered two words lightly, with a subtle hint of ridicule.
"What is love?" Fang Zhu also sensed a different meaning in her tone.
"There are many kinds of love, and love can also be divided into many parts. Of course they love you, after all, you are their child. It's just that they have something they love more than you."
"What about you? Do you love me?" Fang Zhu's eyes shone brightly in the dark night.
"Of course. They love you because they are your parents, and I, who am not yours, love you more than anyone else.".
Qin Nanzhu gently touched the boy's chin. The slightly rough touch was a sign of a boy's growth and development.
"Poor child, I'm afraid the person who loves you most in this world is me."
