The address of City A made Cheng Fei subconsciously think of Qin Shenlun. After all, the scumbag was in City A. But he quickly threw this annoying speculation out of the sky. Shu Yifan talked nonsense. He couldn't be fooled by this little kid.

The white flowers bring the rhythm.

But City A is too much of a coincidence. We are obviously netizens separated by a network cable, so why do we happen to be in the same city as him?

Cheng Fei frowned and looked at the simple information page of the wealthy father, thinking that since the first day, the other party would throw money at him almost every time he went online, just like... a Santa Claus who came specifically to give him gifts.

He was suddenly excited, and alarm bells rang in his mind - Damn, it couldn't be some male supporting actor!

There are a lot of miscellaneous male supporting characters in the original book. Although they are all tools to set off the scumbag "Su Gan", they all come from wealthy families and rush to show warmth to the original owner every now and then.

It's just because he stubbornly took the campus route after time travel that he didn't encounter anyone. However, the protagonist's aura is so strong that there is no guarantee that the original work will not go too far and dig a big hole for him on the Internet.

Thinking of this, Cheng Fei tried hard to recall the plot and seriously thought about which male protagonist in the novel fit the characteristics of a wealthy father. Finally, he found that there was none, not one. All the male protagonists were single aristocrats, and his number one was already married.

Married, with a lovely wife and a baby about to be born at home, they are happy and happy, which is far different from the male partners.

But it's always a good idea to be cautious. Cheng Fei studied the wealthy father's profile page in detail, but found nothing. Then he studied the chat history with the other party, hoping to find more clues.

Finally, he put his hands together and said silently: Dad, I'm sorry, I'm rude.

Apologizing in his heart, Cheng Fei turned his head and excitedly checked the IP addresses of all the rich dad's messages, including past comments, and he picked them all out, and then he discovered something strange.

Rich father’s IP is flying all over the world!

He searched for an entire afternoon and entire night, and even the first barrage was found, but none of them were similar. Apparently the wealthy father used a special method to conceal his true address.

Such netizens are not surprising. They show that the wealthy father is a person who does not like to be spied on in the third dimension. Such people tend to make a clear distinction between the Internet and reality.

Cheng Fei felt more reassured the more he checked, and finally he snapped his fingers and said it was safe.

He can continue to keep in touch with his wealthy father without having to worry about getting entangled with some weird male partner.

But in this case, the previous request to send snacks to his father might have been a bit abrupt. Cheng Fei thought about it and withdrew those messages. Cream TV is good for this, as long as the other party does not check the information, but

You can withdraw it as soon as you send it, which can avoid a lot of unnecessary embarrassment.

Just leaving a few withdrawal reminders, Cheng Fei thought for a while and sent two more messages to the wealthy father. Although he did not plan to send snacks, the wealthy father could definitely feel his sincerity from those two messages.

This matter took him the entire Saturday. When he turned off the computer, Cheng Fei stretched himself and vaguely remembered the agreement he had made with Shao Tingfeng during the day.

The meal card worth one million dollars in his pocket was obviously a small and thin piece, weighing nothing at all in his hand, but it weighed heavily on his conscience.

Now that he had accepted the sincerity of the little cannon fodder, Cheng Fei felt that if he didn't move back today, he would be no different from the treacherous Chen Shimei.

So, he greeted Shi Zhen: "Senior, I'm sorry for bothering you these days, but I will move back today."

Shi Zhen burst into tears: "I knew it would be bad if you went out with Junior Shao this morning! Hey, hey, what benefit did he give you to make you abandon me!"

Cheng Fei reached into his pocket and took out a small, old and broken card: "This is his one million dowry."

Shi Zhen: "..."

Cheng Fei thought for a while and then changed his words: "Salary card?"

Shi Zhen: "I believe you are evil. It's just a broken meal card! Isn't it? A meal card bought you off?"

Cheng Fei didn't continue to talk nonsense to him and quickly packed his luggage. He was in a hurry last time and didn't have many clothes. Within a few minutes, he dragged a suitcase out of Shi Zhen's dormitory.

When he walked into the elevator, he subconsciously glanced at the time, thinking that it was past ten o'clock in the evening and Shao Tingfeng should probably go back to school.

As a result, when we got to the twelfth floor, the dormitory door was closed and it was pitch dark inside.

Cheng Fei knocked on the door, but no one answered. So he called Shao Tingfeng again and turned off his phone.

Cheng Fei: "..."

It's over, Shao Tingfeng hasn't come back yet.

But last time he got too angry and the key was smashed into the little cannon fodder's face.

He finally decided to move back, but found that the door was blocked and he was not welcome...

Shi Zhen was still thinking about his roommate who he would eventually lose, but the door of his dormitory banged again. He wiped his face and ran to open the door happily, only to see a stiff-faced man outside the door.

Cheng Fei.

"Sorry, I may have to bother you for a few more days." Cheng Fei said dryly, "My roommate hasn't come back from her parents' home yet."

Those who are close to red are red, those who are close to ink are black. After staying with Shi Zhen for a long time, he also became a little unruly. Fortunately, the little cannon fodder couldn't hear his dirty talk.

I thought I only needed to stay at Shi Zhen's place for one more day, but unexpectedly, a weekend had passed and Shao Tingfeng hadn't come back from Shao's house yet.

The door to the dormitory on the twelfth floor was closed tightly. Even Cheng Fei called him and sent text messages, and Shao Tingfeng had no news.

Even when classes started in the new week, Cheng Fei didn't see that tall, thin, and somewhat thin figure in class.

In the studio, the little cannon fodder's seat was empty, and it still looked like the brushes were scattered around after the last painting.

Cheng Fei was painting absent-mindedly and kept looking at the door. But by the end of get out of class, everyone in the studio had left, and the little cannon fodder did not appear.

He stayed in the studio for another half hour. After making sure that no one would be waiting for him today, he stood up silently, picked up Shao Tingfeng's dirty brushes, walked to the pool behind the classroom, and washed them carefully.

Plug it back into his tool table.

On the second and third days, Shao Tingfeng still failed to show up in class.

They lost contact for four days. During this period, no messages sent by Shi Zhen and Cheng Fei were heard from them, and all the messages were lost.

Cheng Fei, who was calm at the beginning, gradually became worried. He couldn't help but ask the teacher, but the teacher told him that the Shao family had asked for leave for the little cannon fodder, and it was not clear when he would come back.

The other students acted as if they were used to it, as if they were not surprised. Only one classmate who often had his paintings modified by him probably noticed his anxiety, so he told him something about Shao Tingfeng.

"Classmate Shao, his situation is a bit special. He used to miss classes a lot and seldom attended school. It was only after you came that he started coming to the classroom every day."

Cheng Fei was a little confused: "He often didn't come to class before?"

"Yeah, I don't know whether it's because I'm absent from class or asking for leave. Anyway, I rarely show up in the classroom. At most, I hand in homework after the end of each course. Usually, the dragon starts but doesn't finish." The classmate thought for a while and whispered, "But

He is the young master of the Shao family, and our school is the property of the Shao family. How can any teacher dare to interfere with his affairs? They all turn a blind eye. As long as he doesn't cause trouble, the teachers will pretend they haven't seen him."

Cheng Fei had mixed feelings. In his impression, Shao Tingfeng was very well-behaved and never caused trouble. Even if he caused trouble, the Shao family could not really protect him.

He couldn't help but defend Shao Tingfeng: "He hasn't done anything extraordinary."

"That's true," the classmate whispered while the real master was away, "he just has a dull and aloof temperament. In fact, there is only one thing that really goes out of his way."

"What's up?"

Classmate: "Before you moved in, he had a roommate, but then one day, the two of them had a fight for some reason, and then Shao Tingfeng threw away all the roommate's things - eh, you

Don’t worry, he threw it in the middle of the night, and it didn’t hit anyone through the window on the lawn side.”

Cheng Fei vaguely remembered that the senior he met on the first day mentioned this matter, but he had never associated this kind of thing with the little cannon fodder, and couldn't help but ask: "Why would he throw away other people's things?"

The classmate looked around and sighed: "I heard it was because that roommate was a bitch and mentioned Shao Tingfeng's mother - not the current stepmother, but the real mother. The former roommate laughed at Shao Tingfeng's death

My own mother."

After a pause, the classmate lowered his voice: "Shao's mother jumped off the building and committed suicide in front of him. It is said that the death was extremely tragic. The body was less than one meter away from him, and his blood and brains were sprayed on him..."

Cheng Fei was stunned and moved his lips, almost unable to imagine that scene.

"This matter has been in the news. Many people know about it, but no one will mention it. But there is something wrong with that person. He has nothing to do to expose other people's scars, but he also rubs salt on other people's scars. No wonder Shao threw something at him. If it is

I, I'm afraid I can just throw someone from the twelfth floor." The classmate said angrily.

Thinking of something, he scratched his head again: "It is said that because of that incident, Mr. Shao was autistic for two years and had to see a psychiatrist for a long time before he could return to school. He used to have very good grades and was a student in another major. But somehow later

He was transferred to our illustration class... When he first came to our studio, he was very gloomy and never talked. We didn't dare to play with him. Hey, we didn't mean to alienate him. He is really so tall.

The boy was so gloomy all the time, it was scary! Fortunately, after his sophomore year, he finally spoke. No, occasionally we would say hello to him when he came to class, and we even had a dinner together, although later he showed up and stopped midway.

Although he is gone, everyone can feel that he is much easier to get along with than before..."

The classmates chatted nonchalantly. Cheng Fei listened in silence without replying a word.

The original work only mentioned that Shao Tingfeng's mother died young, but he didn't know that she actually left in such a tragic manner. The incident occurred less than one meter away from Shao Tingfeng, which was equivalent to forcing the children to witness the rapid passage of their mother's life.

I don’t know how much courage Shao Tingfeng needs to get out of such terrible pain and shadow. He is only twenty years old. Except for a married sister, no one has really cared about him. He is obviously trying hard to adapt.

In a world without a mother, how could he mistakenly think that the other person is a childish coward?

Cheng Fei suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest, as well as regret that he had not been kinder to the other party before, and regret that he had not known the other party's difficulty earlier.

He took a deep breath, trying to relieve the depressed emotions in his heart, and suddenly noticed a slight movement in his stomach.

Gulu, gulu, gulu.

It doesn't hurt, nor is it uncomfortable. If he hadn't been sitting quietly now, he might not have noticed it at all.

Cheng Fei was startled, and immediately held his breath and concentrated, wanting to feel the strange movement again. As if he was summoned by him, the next second, the gurgling feeling came back!

It was vaguely like there was a fish blowing bubbles inside, as if it was in the lower abdomen, or in the belly button, as if it was everywhere, and it was so hidden that it was just a fantasy of his.

Cheng Fei swallowed hard and was at a loss.

He sat in his seat for an unknown amount of time. When he came to his senses again, he realized that all his classmates had disappeared and the sky had darkened unknowingly.

Cheng Fei silently packed his things and walked toward the dormitory. Halfway there, it started to rain.

The autumn rain was very cold, and it felt a bit cold on the body. Fortunately, the dormitory building was not too far away. He met his classmates on the way, and he returned to Shi Zhen's dormitory safely.

The clothes were a little wet, and Cheng Fei was worried that he would catch a cold, so he decided to borrow a set of thicker clothes from Shi Zhen. The clothes he brought were too thin, and the weather was getting colder, and those clothes were not warm enough.
To be continued...