bother you

Chapter 36

Zhaofan didn't realize it for a moment, his eyebrows were raised and lowered at the same time, "What's the explanation?"

"Yeah, I also want to know what the explanation is." Lin Haocheng said: "You grab your phone in the middle of the night and stay up, what explanation do you want to ask your girlfriend?"

Finally figured out what was going on, Zhao Fan stared into perfect circles, and said loudly: "Fuck! Brother Hao, you still said you didn't think about it! That man is a fucking old man..."

Before "brother" could say it, his forehead was knocked hard, and Zhao Fan cried out in pain, "Oh, it hurts!"

"It's not big or small, there's a lot of swearing." Lin Haocheng's tone couldn't hear the blame, "If you know the pain, change your habit of always saying 'fuck'."

Zhaofan rubbed his forehead, "I didn't learn it from you!"

Lin Haocheng is a special police officer. When he was young, he had a much more irritable temper than he does now. When he gets angry, he loves to swear.Father and son depended on each other, there was no mistress at home, Zhaofan was still young at that time, whenever Lin Haocheng scolded "fuck", he would say "fuck" tenderly, like a noisy parrot.Lin Haocheng thought it was fun at the time, but he didn't realize that he had taught Hao Duanduan's beautiful son to be a ruffian, but it was too late to find out that something was wrong.

"I've stopped swearing a long time ago." Lin Haocheng said, "From now until I enter the house, if I hear you say 'Fuck' again, I'll cook noodles for dinner."

"Can't I be wrong?" Zhao Fan clasped his hands together and smiled, admitting his mistake as a thief, but without any sincerity.

Lin Haocheng glanced at him sideways, knowing that he had nothing to do with him, and sighed, "What did you say that person was you just now? Brother?"

"He..." Zhao Fan rubbed against the seat, the corner of his mouth tilted to one side.

What I wanted to say before was indeed "brother", but now hearing the word "brother" pop out of Lin Haocheng's mouth, I feel a little bit heartbroken.

Lin Haocheng's brothers are all true brothers who were born and died, so this brother...

is a liar.

"Huh?" Lin Haocheng asked, "I had a conflict with my classmates."

Zhaofan didn't know what to say about this matter, because it was not only a long story, but Lin Haocheng might laugh at him as "stingy".

He also didn't know if this kind of thing happened to others, would they be angry, would they not even give Yan Xiao a chance to explain like him, and kick Yan Xiao with all his strength.

Lin Haocheng probably thinks this is just a trivial matter - just like his reaction when he heard the pair of crying children quarreling on the train.

"Why aren't you talking?" Lin Haocheng said again.

"Hey, it's just a bad thing." After thinking about it, Zhao Fan decided not to share it with Lin Haocheng, "I'll settle the score with him after I go back."

Lin Haocheng is not the kind of parent who breaks the casserole and asks the end. Zhaofan is willing to tell him something since he was a child, and he listens. Zhaofan is not willing to tell him and feels embarrassed, so he leaves enough space. At this time, he only said: "And Don't be too domineering when you get along with classmates, you are not a child at the age of 20, and you have to take into account other people's feelings when others let you."

Zhao Fan was not happy when he heard it, "I am overbearing? How can I be overbearing!"

"Your tone in the middle of the night isn't domineering?" Lin Haocheng laughed as he spoke, "It's so vicious, it looks like someone has done something terribly wrong."

Zhao Fan rolled his eyes, remembering Yan Xiao's dazed and flustered face, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows twice, thinking whether he had really bullied Yan Xiao hard.

Lin Haocheng stopped talking about it, "Come back and live until school starts?"

Zhaofan smiled, "Do you find me annoying?"

"Yes." Lin Haocheng said.

"Tsk, duplicity." Zhao Fan lowered the back of the chair and stretched comfortably, "I still remember what you told me when you named me this before."

There was a little more tenderness in Lin Haocheng's sharp eyes, "It's just coaxing you, you still take it seriously."

Zhaofan narrowed his eyes and relaxed, "Dad, are all of you special police officers so sarcastic?"

Lin Haocheng smiled but did not answer.

"I won't learn this from you." Zhaofan shook his legs, "I have to express my concern and liking."

Lin Haocheng nodded, "This is your advantage."

"I have a lot of advantages, listen." Zhao Fan said and began to snap his fingers, "I'm frank, I'm popular, I'm handsome, I don't hold grudges..."

"All right, all right, I'm driving." Lin Haocheng laughed when he heard that, "I've never seen anyone thicker than you."

Halfway through boasting, he was scorned. Zhao Fan raised his hands and looked out the window. The last sentence "I don't hold grudges" kept echoing in his mind.

The off-state mobile phone was being charged on the car power supply. He glanced at it, thinking that after charging... No, he should call Yan Xiao after going home and eating.

Yan Xiao didn't stay in the school hospital all the time, and went back to the dormitory with Shen Xun when the heatstroke symptoms eased in the evening.

The eve of the start of school was the most exciting time for everyone. Huang Qian and Liu Jiancheng went all night with others, just to give the dormitory a quiet night.

Yan Xiao still had a headache, his whole body was weak, and his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up, as if he had been backlashed by the bloody state of the previous month.

Shen Xun sat at the table, looked at the manuscript in the notebook, and sighed after reading it.

In the morning, I didn't understand why Yan Xiao was so depressed. Now that I've watched "Peach Cry" carefully, I finally feel the same way.

Yan Xiao has already written this much, and even an outsider can see how much love the author has poured into Zhan Feihua, but Zhao Fan is just deceiving Yan Xiao, without thinking in another direction at all.

It does feel like a loss.

What's more, Yan Xiao was sick.When sick, everyone is more vulnerable than usual.

If Zhaofan hadn't returned home at this juncture, everyone could still sit together calmly and talk things through.The bad thing is that Zhaofan is gone, some things can't be fully conveyed to the other party even if they talk about it on the phone.

Yan Xiao turned over, with his arms resting on his browbones, his peeling lips were parted, panting for breath.

"What's wrong?" Shen Xun quickly stood up, "I feel uncomfortable again."

"No." Yan Xiao shook his head, his voice hoarse than in the afternoon.

Shen Xun noticed that he was tugging at the phone all the time.

My brother is really trapped, and no one can save him.He felt helpless, but he didn't want to persuade him anymore, he just asked, "Do you want me to send a chapter for you to upload?"

Yan Xiao shook his head again, the arm holding the phone tensed, and the veins showed.

Shen Xun wanted to take the phone away, "Then you have a good rest, and put the phone aside when you don't need it."

At this moment, the phone suddenly vibrated.

Yan Xiao straightened up and sat up, completely different from the dying look when he was lying down just now.

But when he saw the caller ID clearly, the light in his eyes dimmed again.

Shen Xun frowned, "Not Zhaofan?"

"My brother." Yan Xiao sighed, took two deep breaths, and then pressed the call button, "Hello."

"Ill?" Yan Ce asked.

Yan Xiao subconsciously looked at Shen Xun, but Shen Xun didn't hear Yan Ce's words, and was inexplicable by Yan Xiao's look.

"No." Yan Xiao raised his breath as much as possible, "What's the matter?"

"Your voice doesn't sound right." Yan Ce said, "Is it heatstroke or a cold?"

It was only then that Yan Xiao realized that it was not Shen Xun who "snitched", but Yan Ce knew him too well as his younger brother, so he could only admit, "Well, I have a little heat stroke, but it's nothing serious."

Yan Ce said a few words, and then said: "I will return to the team the day after tomorrow, and the hotel room is extended until the day you start school. Qi Nanxu will hand it over to you, and you will take him back when school starts."

"I..." God knows how annoying he is to stay with Qi Nanxu.

"Do you want him to fly back alone?" Yan Ce said, "He's only ten years old."

Yan Xiao clutched his forehead irritably, knowing that there was no need to discuss this matter, Qi Nanxu tried again and again, and in his own brother's heart, he was also a child who needed to be loved, so he had to agree, "Okay, then I will tell Shen Xun, from the day after tomorrow I can't live in the dormitory anymore."

"Also." Yan Ce said, "Call Shen Xun and Zhao Fan tomorrow, and I'll take you to dinner."

Yan Xiao's eyes darkened, "Zhaofan can't come."

"Ok?"

"He's gone home." Yan Xiao pulled himself together, "Reunited with his father."

Yan Ce was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Really?"

Yan Xiao was not in the right state, his mind was whipping like a whip, "What is 'is it'?"

"You..." Yan Ce paused, "Forget it, then you and Shen Xun will come."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Xiao still held the phone and refused to put it down. Shen Xun asked a few questions, thought for a moment, and said, "Brother Ce, did you see that you and Zhaofan had conflicts?"

"Impossible?" Yan Xiao got up and poured water to drink, "Just a few words."

"But when you said 'Zhaofan is not coming', you were very depressed."

"Across the phone..."

"He's your brother."

Yan Xiao rubbed his hair weakly, and after drinking half a glass of cold water, his mind finally became clearer, "Brother Xun, do you think I should go to Zhoucheng?"

"Apologize in person?"

"Well, I don't feel at ease if I don't see him."

Shen Xun thought for a while, "Let's call and explain first, and we'll see the situation later. And Brother Ce handed Qi Nanxu to you, do you plan to take him to Zhoucheng with you, or leave him in the hotel?"

Thinking of Qi Nanxu's big trouble, Yan Xiao frowned even tighter.

"You've been grabbing your phone since you woke up in the afternoon." Shen Xun said, "It's late at night, Zhaofan's phone should be fully charged, are you waiting for him to call you?"

Yan Xiao walked to the balcony and pressed his chest, "My place is empty."

"Wait until dawn, should your place be empty or empty." Shen Xun took his coat, "I'll go to the next bedroom, if you think about it, call earlier, at least he won't hang up on you, even if he is so far away, he will call you." Not for you. Let me give you another trick, Zhaofan is soft-hearted, if you tell him that his chest is injured by insinuation, he must feel guilty and soft-hearted."

The door was closed, and the dormitory was suddenly so quiet that only the buzzing of mosquitoes remained.

Yan Xiao held the phone in both hands, his chest was overwhelmed, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally dialed the phone.

Accompanied by the nervous heartbeat is the calm mechanical sound in the earpiece. The calmer it is, the more anxious it is for those who are waiting.

The phone was on, but no one answered.

Yan Xiao even began to suspect that Zhao Fan deliberately refused to answer the call when he saw that it was him.

After all, before this, Zhaofan had always been quick to answer the phone.

The rapid heartbeat gradually slowed down, and the boiling blood seemed to be ebbing. He quietly released his grip on the phone, and when he was about to hang up, the mechanical sound was suddenly replaced by a male voice.

But not Zhaofan.

Lin Haocheng held the phone: "Hello?"