Chapter 15: I was the one holding hands with him that night.

Chen Jingshen turned his head to go to the counter for something else, and when he came back, the book bag resting on the table buzzed and perked up.

Yu Fan raised his eyebrows, not expecting a student like Chen Jingshen to bring his cell phone to school.

Chen Jingshen took out his cell phone and the caller ID on the screen was "Mom".

Yu Fan felt his shoulders tense slightly for a moment, and with little expression, he lowered his eyelids, looked at the cell phone screen, and hesitated to answer.

Yu Fan chalks it up to the heartbreak of a good student getting a call from his parents right after he's finished rebelling.

However, Chen Jingshen's reaction of weakness is not quite the same as that of other people.

Actually, Hu Pang shouldn't have realized that the person he was dragging was Chen Jingshen, but Yu Fan still wanted to scare him.

"Answer it, big deal, take a beating." He stood up, his tone lazy, "I'm leaving."

He turned and had just taken a step when his varsity jacket was grabbed.

Yu Fan turned back and frowned, "What is it again ......"

A plastic bag was handed to him, which Chen Jingshen had just carried back from the counter.

"Go back and eat." Chen Jingshen said.

Yu Fan subconsciously took it, and just when he was about to say no, Chen Jingshen already picked up the phone and turned his head away with a faint "hmm".

Yu Fan: "......"

-

No one was home when Yu Fan went back.

This is already the norm, Yu Kaiming spends half of the month out with his unreliable friends looking for work, and the rest of the month either drinking in bars or playing cards and gambling, and even when he comes home it's in the middle of the night.

With any luck, they won't meet once a month.

The living room table was a mess, the tabletop and floor were covered with empty wine bottles and leftover takeout boxes, and a pungent, unpleasant odor wafted throughout the room.

Yu Fan: This is the same story. I pulled a garbage bag, stuffed all the empty bottles into it, and threw it into the garbage truck in front of the neighborhood.

When I came back again, the cell phone on the table rang.

[S: Are you home yet?]

Yu Fan stared at the avatar for a few seconds before reacting to who it was.

Chen Jingshen changed his avatar.

Yu Fan twitched his finger and clicked on the larger image to take a look.

This is a photo of an adult Du Binquan. The dog is muscular, has a smooth and shiny coat, wears a collar and a metal muzzle, and would probably scare off a lot of people if he was taken to the school next door and howled.

How can such a weak person have such a dog?

Not afraid of being yanked around while walking your dog?

Yu Fan clicked on the keyboard and tried to reply, but stopped after two words.

Why do you have to say hello when you go home? Do they know each other well?

Yu Fan threw his cell phone onto the bed and turned into the bathroom.

He stripped off his shirt, and out of habit he tried to tug at the band-aid on his hand, stopping just as his hand touched it.

Chen Jingshen Why are you so delicate, carrying band-aids around.

It still seems to be waterproof.

A moment later, a Band-Aid wrapped hand gently hooked and hot water rained down over his head.

When she came out, Yu Fan rubbed her hair with a towel with one hand, propped open the plastic bag with the other, and glanced absently inside.

Inside lay two sandwiches and a bottle of Schnapps.

He unwrapped a sandwich and bit into his mouth, grabbed his cell phone and made two random swipes before poking the dog.

[-: Here we are. What's going on?]

[s: Sprint GCSE pp. 3,4, Physics Help p. 13, Memorize "The Table of Chen Emotion" and Ancient Poetry Reading on page 27 of the Language Practice Book ......]

[-:?

[s: Weekend homework.]

"......"

I'll get back to you that I'm an idiot.

-

Monday, after raising the flag back to the classroom, the first class was supposed to be physics, but the physics teacher had something to do and switched with the afternoon study session.

Zhuang Fangqin sits in front of them to supervise their study sessions, and Hu Pang walks to the door of their class with his hands behind his back.

The two teachers met eyes and nodded to each other.

Hu Pang peeked out and looked around their class.

The class changes groups once a week, and Yu Fan is sitting against the wall this time.

Yu Fan, half of his body lazily leaning against the wall, met his gaze and nodded at him as well.

"What are you nodding for? Did I say hello to you?" Hu Pang said, "Come out here!"

"......"

Yu Fan poked Chen Jingshen: "Get out of the way, I'm going out."

Chen Jingshen looked at him and got up to make room.

Yu Fan brushed past him and whispered before leaving, "If Fat Tiger asks you to go out and ask anything later, don't admit it."

In the corridor, Hu Pang touched a handful of his hair, "Last Friday, at the back door of the school, in that black Internet cafe, the one who ran in the front was you, right?"

Zhuang Fangqin followed out uneasily, and couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows and glare at the person next to him when he sniffed.

Yu Fan: "I ......"

"Don't you dare try to weasel your way out of this!" Hu Pang agitated, "I didn't see the others clearly, but I recognize you! I've chased after this back of yours too many times! Not to mention now, even ten years from now, twenty years from now, I'll be old, unable to run, senile dementia! I'll be able to instantly recognize you when you're in front of me!"

Yu Fan : "Not so much ......"

"Do you think running is useful? You can't run away from the monk, you can't run away from the temple, you can run as fast and as far as you want, you have to come back to school for me on Monday! I've just gone to confirm with a few of my classmates who were at the internet cafe at the time-"

"I'm not sophomoric, it's me." Yu Fan says, "Director, take a breath, don't be angry."

Hu Pang: "......"

Hu Pang unscrewed his thermos and took a sip of water, then said, "Do you realize that you're now on probation if you take another punishment?"

Yu Fan leaned against the wall, "Really."

"What's your attitude! Be serious and stand up straight!" Zhuang Fangqin drank.

After she finished speaking, she turned her head toward Hu Pang and said, "Director, it's true that he did wrong in this matter, but I don't think it should be to the point of disciplinary action, right? The probation is something that will be entered into the student's file for the rest of his life, so I think we still need to give the student a chance to change his ways."

"Have I given him fewer chances?" Hu Pang said, "Yu Fan, tell me yourself, did I give you a chance that night to stop and not run? You did! You almost broke the world record for long-distance running!"

The more Hu Pang spoke, the more he couldn't suppress the volume of his voice, and his voice carried intermittently into the classroom, causing everyone in the class to look out.

Yu Fan said truthfully, "Too far away to hear."

"......"

Hu Pang didn't really want to punish him.

After giving a little warning that the other party didn't care, Hu Pang coughed lightly, "How about this. You tell the person you pulled the other night, and go back and write a three thousand word review, and forget about it this time."

Yu Fan : "Didn't pull anyone, you're looking at it wrong."

"Don't play dumb, I saw it clearly that night." Hu Pang opened his mouth, "If I remember correctly, that was Wang Luan."

Wang Luan: "????"

Yu Fan frowns, "Said no."

Hu Pang nods, "Fine, there's still ten minutes before class ends, so think it over. If you really want detention, you can continue to be stubborn ......"

"It's me." Came a cry from behind him.

"I've told you I'm not wrong," Hu Pang turned around in satisfaction, "Wang Luan, you give me out ...... too"

Hu Pang: "......"

Hu Pang: "?"

Two minutes later, Hu Pang looked at the boy standing beside him, and his brain hurt worse than it had that night after running the marathon.

Hu Pang : "Jingshen, what's going on with you ......?"

Chen Jingshen looked at the man leaning against the wall.

Yu Fan averted his eyes and ignored him.

Dare I say what I just said for fucking nothing.

Hu Pang caught the eye contact, "Did someone threaten you to come out and take the fall?"

"No." Chen Jingshen said, "Director, it was me who held hands with him that night."

Yu Fan's head turns back, "Who the fuck is holding hands with you?"

Chen Jingshen rephrased, "You're holding me."

"Scratching," Yu Fan grinds his teeth, "that's called scratching."

Hu Pang: "......"

Zhuang Fangqin: "?"

"Alright," Hu Pang interrupted them with a complicated expression, "Jingshen, what are you doing in a dark internet cafe?"

Chen Jingshen says, "Watch online classes."

"......"

Before Hu Pang could return to his senses, Chen Jingshen added, "Actually, Yu went to watch the online class as well."

Hu Pang: "......"

Yu Fan: "?"

Yu Fan twisted his head to look at Chen Jingshen, the other party was as expressionless as usual, there was no crack at all.

Lying is what you facepalm faces are good at, right?

Hu Pang couldn't believe it, "Yu Fan, what online class did you watch again?"

"The concept of the Sine Theorem and the Cosine Theorem." Yu Fan said with a wooden face, "The main lecturer is you in a handsome suit."

Hu Pang is gone.

Before leaving, he proudly and shyly rubbed his small collapsed nose: "The class recorded many years ago, I didn't expect that there are still people watching it, this basic class is quite suitable for you ...... Using extracurricular time to make up for your own learning deficiencies is good, but you should also choose the right way. In the future, if you still want to watch online classes, come to borrow my office computer, not allowed to go to the black Internet cafes again, the next is not an exception, know?"

Yu Fan looked at his back and inexplicably felt a sense of guilt for lying to a child.

He turned his head and was about to go back to the classroom when he was stopped by Zhuang Fangqin.

"Wait," Zhuang Fangqin swept his eyes over the two men's faces and said, "You two wait for me in the playground after school this afternoon."

Chen Jingshen stopped walking, Yu Fan paused, "Why?"

"Practice, at the end of this month's school sports meeting, the 4x400 meter relay is missing two people," Zhuang Fangqin said, "Aren't you two able to run? Fill in for me."

"......"

-

"You two run 4x400 when you're caught and I have to run 3,000 fucking meters when I'm not fucking caught, for fuck's sake!"

On the playground, Wang Luan finished venting to the sky before remembering that there was another person next to him, "...... schoolboy, I didn't scare you by swearing, did I?"

Chen Jingshen said, "No."

"Here comes the Visiting Harp," Yu Fan said faintly, "Make your voice louder, and try to make her hear you."

"Forget it."

More than half of the class was going to participate in the games, and it was a spectacular sight to see everyone loosely gathered together, with the other classes assembled alongside.

Zhuang Fangqin was humiliated when his class finished last year's Games at the bottom of their class, and he is determined to make a comeback this time and never finish at the bottom of the class.

So the first measure she took was to get all the boys who had skipped the last field day and assign them projects.

Zhuang Fangqin picked a relay starting point and called the relay students over to practice catching the baton.

Yu Fan Yu Guang swept his eyes at the person next to him.

Chen Jingshen is half-kneeling to tie his shoes. He took off his jacket, and his school t-shirt clung to his back, outlining the contours of his shoulder blades.

Can this guy run a relay if he's out of breath after two steps?

The moment Chen Jingshen looked up, Yu Fan looked away.

Forget it. It's none of my business. He had it coming.

Their class had the fewest athletic students in the entire class, only one, a boy.

Zhuang Fangqin gave him the first baton, class president the second, Chen Jingshen the third and Yu Fan the last.

After Chen Jingshen took over the baton, Wang Luan followed him with his head spinning: "Hey, Chen Jingshen's speed is not bad, not too slow ...... but yeah, he could keep up with Yu Fan's speed that night."

Having just finished looking at the other boys' big brains and nostrils widening with the wind, Zhang Xianjing lamented, "Most of all, he doesn't run ugly."

"Yu Fan isn't ugly when he runs."

"Um, so did you notice?" Zhang Xianjing's eyes rolled, "How many girls passed around our class."

Yu Fan didn't say anything. He walked out onto the track and jogged forward, holding out his hand behind him.

Receiving the baton from Chen Jingshen, he leapt in step and ran like the wind.

"You can do it, School Master." Wang Luan put his arm around Chen Jingshen's shoulder, "You're a fast runner."

Chen Jingshen frowned, not slapping him away, "Thanks."

Wang Luan: "Want some water?"

Chen Jingshen looked at the other side of the playground, "No need."

Wang Luan As the schoolteacher looked over, he saw his good buddy running with his hair flying around, revealing a face that was explosively handsome.

"Wang Luan, see that girl over there? Standing next to the finish line." Zhang Xianjing touched Wang Luan's arm.

Chen Jingshen sniffed and subconsciously followed with a glance.

Wang Luan: "I see. Class 4, I think. I've heard of her. She's pretty."

Zhang Xianjing glares at him, "I'm pretty she's pretty?!"

"You you you," Wang Luan said, "so what happened?"

"Just watch," Zhang Xianjing assured, "that bottle of water in her hand must be for Yu Fan."

Yu Fan ran to a stop at the end of the line, and sure enough, the girl was walking towards him with water in her hand.

But Yu Fan didn't see it; he raised the back of his hand and wiped his nose as he walked straight toward them.

"Holy shit, Yu Fan, you're this." Seeing him coming, Wang Luan froze and gave a thumbs up, "But wait, behind you-"

Yu Fan frowns, "If you can't run, don't run."

Wang Luan: "?"

"To be honest, 3,000 meters is a bit of a challenge, but there's no way around it... Visiting Qin said that if I don't run, I'll be responsible for serving tea to the athletes - where are you going?" Wang Luan froze and watched as Yu Fan walked past him, heading behind him.

Wang Luan looked back and froze.

The person who had just finished running without breathing heavily was now sitting on the grass, as tired as if he had just knocked down ten cows.

"I can run, just my legs are weak." Chen Jingshen said, "Can you give me a hand?"

Wang Luan: "......"

Huh?

Isn't your body's reflex arc a little too long?