Chapter 25: How dirty.

The fingers of the two men pressed together intimately for a moment, and soon parted again.

Chen Jingshen didn't move and put the things into his own pocket, then picked up his pen and continued to work on the paper on the table.

He looked so natural that no one around him noticed except Yu Fan.

"Hurry up, don't waste everyone's time." Hu Pang saw him not moving again, wrinkling his brows and urging him.

Yu Fan returned to his senses.

He curled his fingers, woodenly flipped open his pockets, and spread his palms again.

Hu Pang was satisfied. He nodded reluctantly and looked at Wang Luan: "What about you?"

Wang Luan immediately cleaned himself out, and lied without blinking: "Director, I've quit smoking for a long time, and I've even forgotten how to smoke now! The white smoke in the photo is all from Zuo Kuan, it has nothing to do with Yu Fan and me! We were just sitting in there and got smoked all over! He's a horrible person!"

Hu Pang: "......"

Zuo Kuan: "."

Wang Luan refused to admit it, Hu Pang could not arrest him without proof, so he simply stopped.

With a few words of advice he headed for his office with the 8th class.

Before leaving, Zuo Kuan took advantage of Hu Pang's turn to give Wang Luan the middle finger.

Although it used to be agreed that if you got caught smoking you would take turns taking the blame.

But aren't you fucking going a little too far.

Wang Luan returned his kiss.

Zhang Xianjing lamented, "Wang Luan, why don't you blink when you lie? And also put things on others, is not a man you."

"Sorry, I'm a boy. And it's something we agreed on with Zuo Kuan before, you don't understand."

Wang Luan said, his eyes turning to Yu Fan's desk.

Yu Fan's face darkened, and just when he wanted to destroy the corpse, Wang Luan had already taken one step ahead of him and picked up one of the books.

"Damn, Yu Fan, you're not being honest." Wang Luan said, "You're actually studying in secret?"

Yu Fan : "I'm learning shit."

"So where did these come from?"

"I picked it up on the ground when I was wrapping up the night." Yu Fan said expressionlessly, "Bring it back."

Picked it up and brought it to school and put it in a drawer? I don't believe it.

But Wang Luan took one look at his expression and decided to shut up, handing the exercise book back.

It was indeed quite humiliating for the school bully to be caught studying in secret, and he could understand his brother.

Yu Fan put the books, along with the textbooks that were taken out, roughly into the drawer.

"Hey, shit." Wang Luan looked at the people walking away and couldn't help but curse, "Which idiot reported us anyway."

Yu Fan then remembered that his things were still at Chen Jingshen's place.

From the doorway came Gao Shi's cry, "Schoolboy! The math teacher wants you in the office!"

Infected by Wang Luan, after the Games, anyone who met Chen Jingshen was called a schoolteacher.

Yu Fan turned his head with a tense face, just intending to take his things back. His classmate had already pushed back his chair and got up, heading out the back door toward the teacher's office.

Yu Fan: "......"

Zhang Xianjing said, "It must be that the smell of your cigarettes is wafting out and affecting others."

"Then he can come to tell us ah, behind the back of the report is what a good man!" Wang Luan thought for a moment, "And we all took turns looking out when we smoked, there wasn't even a shadow of a person near that classroom at the time, so who could it affect?...... Did you see the photo just now? It was taken when it was Yu Fan's turn to look out for people. Right, Yu Fan?"

"Uh-huh."

Yu Fan had his hands hanging under his desk, holding up his cell phone with little strength, not listening to what they were talking about.

He reclicked on Snake, and in the few seconds it took to get into the game, he spread his left hand out and looked at it.

Last time his hand cut a bloody wound he did not feel anything, Chen Jingshen just received a bit, and now still a little numb.

Does this man have thorns on his fingers?

Chen Jingshen, not knowing what he was called to do on this trip, stepped on the class bell and came back.

Chen Jingshen had just sat down when he was poked twice with his elbow.

Yu Fan said, "I'm something."

Chen Jingshen reached into his pocket and took out the carton of cigarettes and handed it to him.

Yu Fan glanced at his fingers as he accepted the cigarette case, not to mention the thorns, even the nails were clean and neatly rounded.

After school, the milk tea store was again occupied by a group of boys.

Zuo Kuan was full of bad luck, staring fiercely at every passing student, looking at everyone like a snitch.

"Fuck it, let me catch whoever it was that squealed, I'll beat the shit out of him."

"Not really." After being tortured by the exercise book for a day, Wang Luan's mind has been calmed down a lot, "It's not like I've been penalized, it's just a review."

"I care about the review? I'm sick of people who sue!" Zuo Kuan finished his scolding and reached into his pocket.

"How dare you smoke here?" Seeing the meaning of his gesture, Wang Luan said, "Aren't you afraid that you'll be shot to Fat Tiger again?"

"Shoot, whatever he wants, I was going to say it, the text message says a few of our names, why should we just shoot Yu Fan?Old man doesn't deserve to be on camera?"

"......"

Zuo Kuan touched his pocket, but didn't feel it, then remembered that his cigarettes had been taken by Hu Pang.

"Yu Fan, do you have any more?" Zuo Kuan touched the person next to him, "Give me one."

Yu Fan took it out and threw it over without looking up.

Zuo Kuan took it and muttered, "This box is so heavy, did you just buy it? ...... Holy shit!?"

Wang Luan : "What the hell, scare me a- holy shit!!!"

The two of them were so loud, not to mention the people inside, that a few girls passing by the door looked in in wonder.

Yu Fan wasn't far from them, and almost went deaf from the two shouts.

He frowned and twisted his head irritably, "Are you guys looking for-"

As a flash of color appeared in his vision, Yu Fan's voice gave a hitch, and he glanced down at Zuo Kuan's hand.

Just a blue and purple cigarette case stuffed with colorful candies. Bulk, single ones and ones with sticks, the cigarette case was bulging with stuffing.

His two remaining cigarettes were squished in the corner, shivering.

Yu Fan: "......"

The others all froze.

So is the owner of the cigarette case.

"You this?" Zuo Kuan was the first to react, moved, "Brothers, I admit, I'm a little bit aggrieved when I took this thing down alone ...... but you don't have to coax me so ...... after all, you're doing more for me now, and the next time you get caught it'll still be your turn to take the fall ...... much, next time you get caught it will still be your turn to take the top ......"

Yu Fan didn't say anything.

No wonder your pockets are so heavy ......

He recalled, as if Chen Jingshen went to the teacher's office and came back, the cigarette case was this weight. But at that time, he was only focusing on looking at Chen Jingshen's hand, and he didn't remember how much he had smoked before, so he didn't care at all.

Chen Jingshen, where's all the sugar?

Zuo Kuan reaches out, "But since you're so attentive, I'll shallowly taste a strawberry flavor ......"

Swish.

The hand was mercilessly jerked away.

Yu Fan reached inside the cigarette box and picked out the two cigarettes in the corner and threw them to him.

And then threw all the rest back into his pocket.

I plan to go to school tomorrow and take them out one by one and hit Chen Jingshen in the head.

-

Thought so, but until Friday, none of that candy greeted Chen Jingshen.

Both of them tacitly didn't mention it.

Wang Luan was a lightning rod, asking seven questions a day - and it wasn't until Friday that Yu Fan finally got a good night's sleep in class.

Wang Luan had a birthday today and had a private room at the ktv to celebrate, so he was busy all day running around inviting friends from all the sophomore classes.

He was well-liked, and he played well with those in his grade who smoked and fought, and those who were well-behaved and loved to learn, both male and female.

So at night, when Yu Fan arrived, the karaoke room was already full of people.

The ghostly cries on the stereo almost gave Yu Fan away, and he raised his eyes to see that it was indeed Zuo Kuan.

When he saw him, Wang Luan, who was sitting in the center, made a seat available: "Yu Fan, why are you so late? Come and sit here."

Half the people in the box couldn't help but look towards Yu Fan.

They were all on good terms with Wang Luan, but not many of them spoke to Yu Fan. Some didn't dare, some did, but Yu Fan ignored them.

Yu Fan came over and sat down in silence. Wang Luan noticed that he didn't look well, so he handed him a glass of wine and asked, "What's the matter, are you tired of being stuck in the traffic jam?"

Yu Fan: "No."

He met Yu Kaiming on his way out and had a fight, and if he hadn't come over to celebrate Wang Luan's birthday, they would have fought by now.

Yu Fan hands over the bag he's holding, "Happy birthday, bro."

Wang Luan took over, "Didn't I tell you not to buy gifts? I grass ......"

Wang Luan froze for a moment when he saw the hat in the bag.

He was chatting with Zuo Kuan some time ago and casually mentioned that he liked this fisherman's hat, which was almost six hundred dollars, but that he didn't have much money for the shoes he had recently bought, so he was going to buy it some time later.

Yu Fan was eating at the time and didn't even raise his head, but I didn't expect to hear everything.

The main Yu Fan family's situation he more or less knows a little, this hat is actually quite expensive.

Wang Luan carries the bag with a little hesitation.

"Take it, don't be pretentious." Yu Fan said.

"...... OK, I'll take it then." Wang Luan raised his glass toward him, "Good brother, without further ado, the birthday boy himself toasts you."

Yu Fan simply drank his glass of wine.

"Wang Luan, are you still playing?" Zuo Kuan got tired of waiting and shouted from the side.

"Play, go on." Wang Luan turns around and asks, "Yu Fan, play dice?"

"No."

"Then sit back and watch me kill all these idiots in class 8 by myself."

"For fuck's sake," Zuo Kuan said, "don't think I won't scold you if you're the birthday boy today ......"

Yu Fan sat on the sofa and watched them play dice.

I don't know which girl got the microphone, and her voice was so nice that it saved his ears that had just been destroyed by Zuo Kuan.

It would have been better if the song hadn't been "Father".

Yu Fan started to get annoyed after listening to a couple of sentences, and subconsciously took out his pocket to look for cigarettes, only to feel something wrong as soon as his hand touched it.

Unbelievingly, he picked open the lid - and then met eyes with the smiling little girl on the candy wrapper.

Shit, wrong cigarette case.

Yu Fan turned his head and tried to get cigarettes from Wang Luan.

Wang Luan stood up: "Zhang Xianjing shouted nine sixes and you didn't open it, but I shouted four threes and you opened me? Zuo Kuan, if you have a crush on Zhang Xianjing, you should confess to her right now, don't come to the wine table to disgust me!

Zuo Kuan: "Don't bullshit me! I don't have a crush on her! Women like her aren't even my type!"

Zhang Xianjing: "Stop fighting--"

Yu Fan: "......"

He rolled his head back again.

He picked out a lollipop, broke open the wrapping, and stuffed it into his mouth with a grimace.

Milk flavor, okay, average, not awful.

Two waiters pushed the door in, holding two cylindrical objects. The light was too dim for Yu Fan to see what they were.

It wasn't until the two men walked to each side of the box that he reacted too late -

"Bang! Bang!"

The tube puffed up and exploded, sounding even more booming than the stereo, and the colorful stripes of sequins inside scrambled out and floated down across the room.

The two waiters spoke in unison, "Happy Birthday to Mr. Wang Luan Wang! A happy birthday to Mr. Wang Luan! Peace in every year! Long life!!!"

Yu Fan "clicked" and crunched the candy.

The girl sitting next to him was startled by the commotion and covered her ears and disliked him over her shoulder.

The girl came back to her senses and looked up at him, blushing in bewilderment, and said, "I'm sorry ......"

Yu Fan moved a bit to the other side with no expression, "It's fine."

The birthday boy himself was shocked, "Holy shit!"

Zuo Kuan : "How was it? I had it specially arranged."

Wang Luan: "Silly you!"

Yu Fan thinks so.

He stood up with his candy in his mouth and was just about to leave when he was stopped.

Wang Luan tilted his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Toilet."

"Oh, that's just right, why don't you go out and pick up Schoolboy." Wang Luan shook his cell phone, "He said he's at the door of the ktv."

"......"

Yu Fan's expression appeared a touch stunned, "Why did he come?"

"Huh? I invited him." Wang Luan said, "I was worried he wouldn't come."

"......"

Yu Fan mentally recited that he couldn't scold the birthday boy, "He can't come in by himself?"

"Then I'm not afraid that he won't be able to find his way, maybe it's his first time to come to a ktv, so you'll go and pick him up."

"No go, too lazy to serve."

Wang Luan ohs, "I'll ask him to get a waiter to show him the way then. It's just that this place is busy at night, so he'll probably have to wait half a day for a waiter ......"

Two minutes later, Yu Fan appeared at the door of the ktv with a smelly face.

This ktv go pompous palace style, the front door stood a row as a set of suit black sunglasses men, motionless, pretending to be quite cool.

But the girls in the hall were looking at the door, then back together, laughing and whispering.

Yu Fan caught a glimpse of Chen Jingshen.

Chen Jingshen wore a simple black sweatshirt, black overalls wrapped around his long legs, and the whole person looked like he was melting in the dark night. At the moment, he was looking down at his cell phone.

Yu Fan threw the stick of lollipop before walking up.

"What, waiting for the sedan chair to come and carry them?"

Chen Jingshen gave a start at the sound and looked back over.

His eyes were dark, glowing in the dimness, like a calm lake at night, easy to drown in.

Yu Fan locked eyes with him for two seconds, averted his eyes, and said irritably, "Let's go, get in."

He had just turned around when his arm was suddenly grabbed and brought back to its original position.

"What the--"

Chen Jingshen lifted his hand and put his fingers into his hair, Yu Fan lost his voice.

His chin was tilted slightly, and Yu Fan could see a sliver of his neck, and the knot of his throat.

Chen Jingshen's fingers slowly and methodically ruffled through his hair, Yu Fan's entire head going numb every time his fingertips touched him.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered Chen Jingshen's flexed fingers when he touched the dog.

A few long seconds pass before Chen Jingshen withdraws his hand and spreads it out in front of him, a few colorful strips and sequins wrapped around his slender fingers.

"How dirty." Chen Jingshen said.