How much is it worth

Fu Xingchuan was sitting in the car.

Zhu Sui'an insisted on blocking Xu Qinghong at the school gate. There were so many people coming out of the school gate that she might be bumped into by accident. Fu Xingchuan was worried, so he had to wait with her in the car.

"Fu Xingchuan, are you getting along well with your new classmates?" Zhu Sui'an suddenly asked while looking out the window.

"Very good." He said indifferently, and for some reason he thought of the girl named Lin Luo sitting in the front row.

Maybe it was because he had never seen anyone cry so much!

They hadn't communicated much in the more than one month since they met, but Fu Xingchuan had caught her crying five times.

"You're lying. I heard from my deskmate that you and Ruan Ye don't get along. Why?"

"I simply can't stand it." Fu Xingchuan didn't want to explain any more to her.

"Even though he looks cold on the outside, he might be kind on the inside! I have a feeling you two could become friends."

Fu Xingchuan recalled the day of the math competition finals when he saw Ruan Ye smoking expertly. He warned him, "You're wrong. He's not a good person. Stay away from him."

"I don't contact him. I only have Xu Qinghong in my heart." Zhu Sui'an said with a smile, as if she had completely forgotten the unpleasant words Xu Qinghong said to her.

She was blinded by her one-sided love and was beyond help. Fu Xingchuan leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Zhu Sui'an was reporting the situation on the street to him.

"It smells so good! There's a pancake stand over there, I really want to eat some. But no, I've made up my mind to lose weight."

"Wow! Those hats hanging in that jewelry store are so pretty! But I'm fair-skinned, and this color doesn't seem to suit me."

"Are you asleep?" she asked.

Fu Xingchuan was not asleep, but he did not open his eyes, nor did he answer her.

"Hey, it's Ruan Ye!"

"Don't say he looks okay."

"The girl next to him looks so familiar. She's also from our class. What's her name? Lin...Lin Qiao, right?"

As Zhu Sui'an spoke, she turned her head and met Fu Xingchuan's eyes, which scared her.

"Fu Xingchuan, can you please make a sound if you are not asleep? My heart is about to jump out of my chest." She covered her chest.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" he asked.

"No need, I haven't seen Xu Qinghong yet!" She snorted and looked out the window again.

"You know what, they're quite a match! If they were in a TV series, they'd be the cool school hunk and the cute little girl." She had an auntie smile on her face, looking like she was really attracted to him.

Fu Xingchuan couldn't bear to watch and looked out the window. Lin Qi kept talking and no one knew what she was saying to Ruan Ye. Did she usually talk so much?

"Ah! Ruan Ye pulled her hand, and she smiled." Zhu Sui'an suddenly shouted. Fu Xingchuan's heart almost jumped out, and he glared at the back of her head.

What's the point of holding hands? Isn't it just giving a hand? Zhu Sui'an's lackluster look is fine, but why is Lin Luo also smiling? He is very puzzled.

She has never smiled in front of me. Why can't I smile in front of him, but can only cry? Fu Xingchuan said in his heart.

He closed his eyes again. Perhaps because he hadn't eaten, he felt a little stomachache.

Zhu Sui'an waited until there were only a few people left at the school gate, but Xu Qinghong still didn't show up.

Zhu Sui'an was hungry, so they went to a nearby noodle restaurant to eat something, and then returned to the car to continue waiting.

Fu Xingchuan saw a photo of someone playing games in an Internet cafe in the QQ group of his former private school, and Xu Qinghong was also in the photo.

He showed it to Zhu Sui'an and said with certainty, "He won't be coming today."

Zhu Sui'an refused to give up and insisted on waiting until the bell for evening self-study rang before leaving.

Fu Xingchuan didn't want to waste time with her, so he said to the driver, Lao Li, "Uncle Li, keep an eye on her and don't let her run around. Send her back to Changlin Lane when the time comes."

"Okay, don't worry, I'm here." Uncle Li is indeed very reliable. If it were someone else, he would not abandon Zhu Sui'an.

Zhu Sui'an stared out the window and asked casually, "Where are you going?"

"Where else can I go? To attend evening self-study classes."

She said proudly, "You can't fool me. I guess you're going to Zhong later. Didn't you just perform yesterday? So, are you planning to debut as a singer?"

"You're pretty good-looking, and you'll look good on TV. I support you." She looked at Fu Xingchuan's face.

He was so untrustworthy that Fu Xingchuan laughed in anger, "Really go to evening self-study."

Walking on the tree-lined avenue of No. 1 Middle School, Fu Xingchuan didn't know what was wrong with him today.

Because he sometimes wanted to perform in the evening, but it was troublesome to ask for leave, he followed Zhu Sui'an and applied to skip evening self-study classes. It can be said that he had never attended such a thing in his life.

He just had a seizure and suddenly came up with the idea of ​​staying.

No. 1 Middle School has a long history, and the trees on both sides of the road are tall and dense. Fu Xingchuan looked up along the trunk of one of the camphor trees, whose branches extended to the corridor on the third floor of Shouxin Building.

Fu Xingchuan saw a smiling face behind the leaves. It was Lin Luo again. Upon closer inspection, he saw another person next to her, eating a cake.

Fu Xingchuan had more and more questions about why she was so happy to see others eating.

When he returned to Class 11, the bell for evening study had already rung, and Uncle Li also sent him a message saying that he had sent Zhu Sui'an home.

He stepped in. Zhu Changyu had slept enough for the whole day. He turned around and looked around the classroom bored. When he saw him, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and he turned back to take something out of the drawer.

Fu Xingchuan quietly returned to his seat. The phone in his pocket vibrated. It was a message from Zhu Changyu: "Aren't you supposed to be off for evening study? Why are you back?"

Zhu Zhu Xia: [Are you going to work harder and focus on your studies?]

Line: [Come back and sleep.]

Zhu Zhu Xia: [Then I feel relieved.]

Zhu Zhu Xia: [Why don’t you sleep at home? ]

He slept in class all day, so Fu Xingchuan asked him, "Why don't you sleep at home?"

Zhu Zhu Xia: [If I sleep at home, my dad will beat me up. Besides, it's not as comfortable to sleep at home as in the classroom. I get sleepy as soon as I hear the teacher talking.]

OK:【……】

Zhu Zhu Xia: [You've pissed Ruan Ye off so much he's not coming to evening study. Your place is a perfect place for good feng shui, it must be a good place to sleep.]

Line: [What does it have to do with me?]

Zhu Zhu Xia: [You don’t know]

Zhu Zhu Xia: [He went to his second brother and asked him to change your seat, but he refused, so he skipped evening study to protest!]

Fu Xingchuan glanced at the table next to him. There was no book on it, and the books in the drawer were neatly stacked. This person looked decent, but what he did was so childish. He complained: "What a low standard."

Zhu Zhu Xia: [Be careful, my second brother is at the front door.]

Fu Xingchuan looked up and saw Cheng Kaizhong coming to the front gate for a surprise inspection. Zhu Changyu pretended to read a book and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

Everyone was studying seriously. He put his phone back into his pocket and fell asleep on the table in front of Cheng Kaizhong. He glanced at them and went out the back door without saying anything. Only then did Fu Xingchuan close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, it was almost time for the first evening study session. Lin Luo seemed to have solved a problem, and with a sigh of relief, she leaned back against his desk. He was still half-conscious, and in his daze, Lin Luo's hair fell on his arm.

Fu Xingchuan smelled the scent of shampoo, which was not strong but pleasant.

But it itches.

He woke up immediately. His hand was numb from being placed on the pillow and there was a red mark on it. He stared at it for a long time before coming to his senses.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class. Xu Yangyang looked up at the ceiling. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Fu Xingchuan standing behind her. She leaned over to Lin Qiao's ear and said, "You said Fu Xingchuan reads all day long. It's no wonder he's not good at Chinese."

Didn't Fu Xingchuan go to evening self-study? He had been so frightened that he immediately straightened his back and moved closer to his desk.

Lin Luo looked at Fu Xingchuan's answer sheet under the exercise book on the table. Xu Yangyang's calligraphy teacher was right. It was a pleasure to look at beautiful words. When she was tired, looking at his words could calm her restless heart.

But now that she knew he was behind her, Lin Luo's heart began to beat wildly, although no one else knew about it because it was hidden in the noise of classmates playing after class.

During the third evening study session, Zhu Sui'an was not at home, so this selfish girl took it upon herself to secretly keep Fu Xingchuan in her heart.

School was over at 9:30. When Xu Yangyang heard the bell, she jumped out of her seat like a wild horse running away. She wanted to look for Fang Shao.

"Where is she going?" Zhu Changyu asked.

Xu Yangyang didn't let her tell Zhu Changyu, "It's a secret."

"Who cares to know!" Zhu Changyu stood up with his schoolbag on his back, and said to Lin Luo, "Bye."

"Well, bye!"

Zhu Changyu came out from his seat, walked to the back of the classroom, and asked Fu Xingchuan, "It's my birthday on Saturday, don't you remember?"

"I forgot." Fu Xingchuan sat still, flipping through the book in his hand.

"Brother Yao told me that you asked someone to buy me a gift."

"He has a big mouth."

Zhu Changyu put his hand on his book and shook it, blocking his view, and said in a mean way: "I knew you still had me in your heart."

Fu Xingchuan closed the book and said, "Get lost."

"Okay!"

"Aren't you leaving?" Zhu Changyu saw that he was still sitting there motionless. "Oh, I remembered your car broke down and it hasn't been repaired yet?"

"No." He looked ahead.

"Then how are you going to get home? The driver is here to pick me up." Zhu Changyu didn't want to ride his bike anymore and said bluntly, "You shouldn't mind giving me a ride, right?"

Fu Xingchuan looked at him and said, "I'll take the bus. It's not on my way."

"No way! Our young master has actually fallen to the point of having to take the bus." Zhu Changyu looked disappointed. He had heard Fu Xingchuan call the family driver Uncle Li, but he had never seen him in person. "Isn't Uncle Li at work?"

"He's old, let him go home early." Fu Xingchuan blinked and saw Lin Luo pack his schoolbag, stand up and walk out of the classroom.

"Wow, Mr. Fu is really considerate of his subordinates. After the college entrance examination, I will simply take over Uncle Li's job as your driver."

"Can you be more promising?" Fu Xingchuan said with a smile, and stood up. "Let's go."

*

Lin Luo walked to the bus stop and just caught a bus, but she did not get on and continued to sit on the chair.

She was waiting for him, with no other purpose, just wanting to see him again.

A moment later, Fu Xingchuan arrived and sat on another bench. The breeze blew gently as everyone else on the platform boarded the train, leaving them alone. Lin Luo wanted to greet Fu Xingchuan, but she didn't know how.

"Are you still afraid of me?" a familiar voice came.

Lin Luo turned her head to look at Fu Xingchuan. His coat was open, his hands resting on his knees, the wind blew his hair apart, revealing his forehead, and he stared at her straight.

Lin Luo shook his head.

Seeing her reaction, Fu Xingchuan chuckled, "Don't you remember me?"

"What?" Her voice was a little hoarse.

Fu Xingchuan thought she had forgotten and reminded her: "A month ago, I almost hit you."

He still remembers!

Lin Luo's eyes widened slightly, and Fu Xingchuan keenly noticed it. "You remember?"

"Um."

Lin Luo suddenly thought of the conversation between Fu Xingchuan and Zhu Changyu just now. His car broke down. Was it because he was trying to avoid her last time?

She hurriedly felt her pockets. The little money she had was all spent on food that afternoon, leaving only two coins. She asked nervously, "I don't have any money on me. Can I pay you back tomorrow?"

"What compensation?"

"Your bike."

"You don't have to pay for it. The car broke down anyway." The No. 23 bus arrived. Fu Xingchuan stood up and took two steps forward. Seeing Lin Luo still standing there in a daze, he asked, "Why don't you get on?"

There was no moon in the sky tonight. Lin Luo's eyes curved into a crescent moon and she unconsciously raised her voice, "Go up."

This was the first time Fu Xingchuan saw her smile at him, and that was it, just ordinary, nothing special.

On the bus, the bus driver saw Fu Xingchuan standing still and pointed to the coin box, "Young man, put the coin in here."

He felt his pockets and realized he had forgotten his wallet and didn't have a penny on him.

Lin Luo saw it and dropped the only two coins she had into the box. A pleasant ding-dong sound came from the box. "I'll pay. Thank you for accompanying me that day."

"My time is only worth one dollar" Fu Xingchuan's focus was off.

Lin followed his words and walked behind him, saying, "How much do you think it's worth?"

"There are some things that cannot be compensated with money, such as time. Money cannot measure its value."

When they reached the handrail at the back, Fu Xingchuan turned around and spoke to her. At this moment, the car suddenly braked. Lin Luo did not stand firmly and fell forward due to inertia, falling right into Fu Xingchuan's arms.

"I'm sorry." Lin Luo was so scared that she quickly left his chest.

It was just a small incident, and Fu Xingchuan was not affected by it. He continued, "But maybe you can repay it with something else."

Lin Luo was not as calm as him. Her ears were red and she didn't listen to his words at all. She turned her face away and replied "Oh."