Call him Yun Shao

Because of the little incident in the office, Shan Yun had no intention of attending the physical education class or watching Jiang Zhe play basketball. He sat at the edge of the court and took out Zou Weichen's key chain.

There are only two keys on the keychain, which is tied with a red rope. There is also a Q version of a saluting little policeman pendant hanging on the keychain.

When a person has something anxious in his heart, he will find every minute and every second so unbearable. Just like Dan Yun at this moment, his mind is full of how to return the key to Zou Weichen.

"Brother Yun, let's go buy some water."

As soon as the physical education teacher called for everyone to disperse, Jiang Zhe looked for Shan Yun in the crowd, but Shan Yun had already walked quickly towards the teaching building and did not hear Jiang Zhe's shouts.

Shan Yun went up the south stairs and arrived at the door of Class 20's classroom. All the students in Class 20 were sitting in their seats. The teacher was holding a ruler, pointing at the blackboard, and talking incessantly, as if the world outside the classroom had nothing to do with them.

Isn't their class a self-study class? Could it be that it's occupied by the teacher?

Shan Yun walked from the front door to the back door. Some students looked outside, wondering who was looking for whom. His action attracted the attention of the teacher, who glanced at Shan Yun a few times. The sense of pressure forced Shan Yun to take two steps back at the front door to avoid the teacher's murderous look.

At the same time, he also noticed Zou Weichen, who was sitting in the first seat in the last group in the classroom. He lowered his head slightly, supported the table with one hand, and held a pen in the other hand, writing quickly.

Shan Yun waved silently at him, but he was so focused that he didn't notice Shan Yun outside the classroom. Shan Yun waved several times but didn't get his attention, so he had to lean on the railing and wait for them to finish class, occasionally looking at Zou Weichen's seat.

He put the key on his index finger and swung it back and forth. Zou Weichen was still working on a problem, and he seemed to have encountered a difficult one. He turned the pen in his hand back and forth between his fingers.

The bell rang, but Class 20 hadn't finished yet.

This teacher is really good at keeping the class longer. He takes up the self-study class and keeps the class longer. Shan Yun complained silently.

Jiang Zhe and a few brothers went upstairs with drinks and chatting. When they walked towards the classroom, they saw Shan Yun on the opposite building, so they shouted loudly: "Brother Yun, Brother Yun, why are you at the door of Class 20?" As he said this, he waved to Shan Yun.

Jiang Zhe's voice attracted the attention of students who were rushing to the classroom for class, and they were all looking for the person Jiang Zhe was calling.

Shan Yun rubbed his brows helplessly, turned around, and found that Zou Weichen was looking at him. Shan Yun silently shook the key chain in his hand, made a walking gesture, and then returned to his classroom for class.

As soon as the bell rang, Shan Yun grabbed his schoolbag and ran out of the classroom. By the time he reached Class 20, most people had already left. He stretched his neck in the crowd to look for the person he was looking for.

But Zou Weichen's position was already vacant.

Jixiang walked out of Class 18 and saw Shan Yun standing at the window of Class 20, craning his neck to look into the classroom. "Master Yun, I'm in Class 18. You got the wrong class. But you go back today. The head teacher wants to see me..."

"I'm not looking for you." Shan Yun retracted his neck and looked at Jixiang, "Did you see Zou Weichen passing by?"

Jixiang felt a little hurt and sighed deeply, "I just saw him passing by the door of our classroom."

"Thank you." Shan Yun patted Jixiang's shoulder and ran downstairs.

"Master, I may not be able to go home. Please ask my mother to save some food for me." Jixiang shook his head helplessly and shouted. It was not until Shan Yun disappeared at the entrance of the stairs that he muttered to himself, "By the way, what did he want to see Zou Weichen for?"

Shan Yun walked through the crowd and headed straight for the school gate, but everywhere were students wearing the same school uniform, so it was a bit difficult to find Zou Weichen in the crowd.

He stood at the school gate looking for him, but he still didn't see Zou Weichen until most of the students had left.

Shan Yun: Jixiang, do you know where Zou Weichen’s home is?

Shan Yun sent a WeChat message to Jixiang and waited for a few minutes, but there was no reply from the other party. He had just asked himself to pass a message to Aunt Ji, and he was probably still being criticized by the class teacher.

Shan Yun weighed the keychain in his hand and said, "Without the key, he probably can't go home, right?"

He planned to go home and ask his grandmother if she knew the address of Zou Weichen's home, and also to figure out how to explain his puzzling act of taking someone else's keys.

As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, he saw Zou Weichen sitting at the door picking vegetables and chatting with his grandmother.

"Xiao Yun, you're back. Xiao Chen is here to play with you." Grandma waved happily when she saw Shan Yun.

Zou Weichen looked up at him, and their eyes met. Shan Yun scratched his head, pulled the corners of his mouth, tried his best to force a smile without being awkward, walked over, pulled a bench and sat down.

"Hi, what a coincidence, hehe..."

"It's quite a coincidence." Zou Weichen replied to him and stared at Shan Yun who was trying to smile dryly for a while before looking away.

Shan Yun secretly stuck out his tongue. This Zou Weichen was quite good at responding without giving any face at all.

After the two of them greeted each other, they ran out of topics to talk about. Shan Yun couldn't find a topic to ease the awkwardness because he had done something shameful, while Zou Weichen had no intention of bringing up a new topic and seemed to be waiting for Shan Yun to speak first.

It was quiet for a while.

In the end, it was grandma who broke the silence first.

Grandma and Zou Weichen were chatting idly with each other in their local dialect. Shan Yun couldn't understand them, let alone get a word in. He could only silently break some beans with his hands and guess what they were talking about.

Shan Yun has been here for a week. Due to some language barriers, he seldom sits and chats with his grandmother. Apart from the necessary conversations every day, his grandmother is always busy doing her own things. When she is not busy, she sits alone in the living room and watches those melodramatic TV dramas.

Although she didn't have many topics to talk about with Shan Yun, grandma took good care of Shan Yun's daily life. She prepared meals on time every day, so Shan Yun could eat hot meals as soon as he got home from school. The meals were different every week, and she would wait until Shan Yun got home from evening self-study before going to bed.

Apart from going to school and eating, Shan Yun often hid in his room under the pretext of studying. Every time after evening self-study, when he came home and saw his grandmother still sitting in the living room, he would only say one or two words, "Grandma, I'm back" or "Grandma, I'm going to bed, good night," and then hide in his room.

He always thought that his grandmother was quiet because of her age, and he and his grandmother were not very familiar with each other, so there was little communication between them. But now he saw that she and Zou Weichen were chatting very harmoniously, as if there was no generation gap between them.

Only then did he realize that his grandmother actually talked a lot.

He also felt that at this moment, with three people sitting together, he was the redundant one.

"Are you saying bad things about me?" Shan Yun curled his lips.

Zou Weichen looked at him, and seeing Shan Yun's slightly aggrieved look, he didn't seem to be angry, but instead felt better.

Grandma smiled and said something in dialect to Zou Weichen, who narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Shan Yun, then put his hand to his lips and laughed out loud.

"Are you laughing at me?" Shan Yun stared at Zou Weichen. "You guys are chatting so much and bullying me because I can't understand the dialect."

"I was just praising you." Zou Weichen explained.

"I'll go cook, you guys play." Grandma stood up with the vegetable basket in one hand and supported her knees with the other hand. Zou Weichen immediately stood up and helped her up.

Shan Yun watched his grandmother staggering towards the kitchen, and an unknown sour feeling surged in his heart.

Compared to Zou Weichen, he is really incompetent as a grandson-in-law.

"Grandma Xu smiles a lot more since you came." Zou Weichen didn't sit down, his eyes were still on his grandmother who was busy in the kitchen.

Shan Yun followed his gaze and saw that his grandmother looked much older than before.

After coming here, Shan Yun also felt that he was quite selfish. He had not contacted his grandmother for eleven years and never cared about her situation. As a result, in order to avoid his parents' quarrels, he transferred to another school and disturbed her, disrupting her life.

He is always the superfluous one wherever he goes. In his parents' world, he is the superfluous one. In school, he is also the superfluous one. Now that he is here, sometimes he still feels that he is the superfluous one.

"Grandma Xu just doesn't speak Mandarin well enough. She actually loves to talk. She has always been alone. After you came, she is not so lonely anymore..."

Shan Yun rested his head on one hand, tilted his head, looked up at the thin classmate in front of him, and raised his mouth, "I heard that you don't talk much."

"Hmm?" Zou Weichen shifted his gaze to Shan Yun's face. Seeing that he was looking at him with a slight smile, he recalled what Shan Yun had just said and his face turned slightly red.

"Oh." Shan Yun knew that his plan had succeeded, so he stopped teasing her and clapped his hands on his knees, breathing a sigh of relief. "But I still have to thank you for what you said just now."

If his arrival could make his grandmother happier, then the guilt he felt for coming here wouldn't be so strong, and he would feel relieved.

"Why did you steal my keys?"

Zou Weichen's change of topic caught people off guard. Shan Yun was still feeling grateful that Zou Weichen's words made him feel less guilty, but the next second, his face turned red.

What is meant to come will come.

Suddenly a hand stretched out in front of him, with two clear palm lines visible and the fingers thin and slender.

Shan Yun looked up, very puzzled.

Zou Weichen looked at him, and after waiting for a long time without seeing any reaction from Shan Yun, he moved his fingers.

"Where are my keys?"

"Ah? Ah! I forgot." Shan Yun finally reacted and hurriedly took out the key chain from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

"I'm sorry, today... I didn't mean to take your keychain, it's just... oh, Lao Zhao was so boring and slow in his movements, and I just happened to see the red rope in your pocket, so I was curious, so..."

Zou Weichen took the key and said, "Your hands are itchy."

"I've already apologized." Shan Yun looked up, his face full of grievance, "You still hold a grudge like that?"

Zou Weichen was obviously frightened by Shan Yun's expression. He was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses and avoided Shan Yun's gaze. "I was joking. I don't mean to blame you." After saying that, he turned around and got on the bicycle beside him.

"Are you going back?"

"What else? Mr. Yun wants to keep me for dinner?" Zou Weichen turned his head to glance at Shan Yun, pedaled the bicycle, waved his hand, and rode away into the wind.

Shan Yun held his face with one hand and looked at Zou Weichen's back as he left. "He talks a lot. He's a handsome guy, but too thin."

"Mr. Yun, what are you talking to yourself about?" Jixiang sat where Zou Weichen used to sit, and followed Shan Yun's gaze, "Zou Weichen, is he here to deliver something to Grandma Xu again?"

"Uh... well, it's a long story." Shan Yun glanced away guiltily, then immediately turned to Jixiang, his face full of disbelief.

Just now, Zou Weichen seemed to have called him Yun Shao.