But now, seeing Huo Cifeng's clothes, he couldn't help but feel so angry that his face turned red, yet he was speechless and powerless...
He wanted to know whose clothes Xiao Feng was wearing, and whose scent they carried... Could it be the man who had just held Xiao Feng's hand?
Zhang Ze frowned, touching his leg which was throbbing slightly. He had fractured his shinbone after falling down the mountain, and the doctor had told him he needed crutches and a cast, but he refused and ran away from the hospital.
If we really need a cast... there might not be enough time.
Only half a month left, the time agreed upon with God is fast approaching, and he doesn't have time...
A few minutes later.
The boy who had just held Xiao Feng's hand entered the classroom and sat in Lu Qingyan's seat.
At that moment, Zhang Ze's heart trembled. He was afraid... afraid that while he was away, Xiao Feng had fallen for someone else.
He wanted to write a note to Xiao Feng, asking Xiao Feng who this man really was, but he knew that would make Xiao Feng resentful... would make Xiao Feng hate him even more, and he wasn't in a position to do so yet.
So he could only write it down in his notebook and ask the person at the next table: Who is that person in front of me? What is their relationship with Xiao Feng?
The girl at the next table, with a low ponytail and black-rimmed glasses, first widened her eyes, then took out her notebook, wrote a line, and handed it to him. "It's Huo Cifeng's childhood friend, Fan Yuan. You haven't seen him before?"
Zhang Ze: I don't remember them. What's their relationship like?
At the next table: Is she a little closer to Lu Qingyan?
The person at the next table was named Li Xiaowen. She hadn't wanted to speak at first, but seeing Zhang Ze always covered in injuries, she felt a pang of pity. After all, when you like someone, what right or wrong can you say?
Moreover, although Zhang Ze looks like a madman, he has not actually affected Huo Cifeng. He has always just watched over Huo Cifeng Huo Cifeng afar.
Seeing others being close to Huo Cifeng, Zhang Ze could only endure it, even if his eyes turned red and his fists were bulging with veins, he didn't interfere. Li Xiaowen saw all of this.
Now, after half a month apart, Zhang Ze has suffered a new injury. I don't know what happened, maybe he sprained his ankle or something, but it looks pretty bad. I'm afraid he won't be able to be the prince's knight for a while.
Huo Cifeng, sitting in the front row, was slightly surprised by Zhang Ze's sudden silence, feeling that the guy was brewing some huge conspiracy.
But it doesn't matter, it's none of his business.
When the dust settles, we will ultimately be people from two different worlds.
After school
Fan Yuan escorted Huo Cifeng home.
After everyone in the class had left, Zhang Ze called over a bespectacled man in a suit. The man brought over a leg exoskeleton. "Young Master, here's what you requested."
Zhang Ze took out his phone and typed. "Put it on for me."
Zhang's father's assistant exclaimed in surprise, "Young Master, you need it now? And you're even going to Phoenix Mountain to search for treasure?"
Zhang Ze watched as the rain outside the window intensified, and continued typing, "Go."
Phoenix Mountain is nearly 30 kilometers from the city. It's raining heavily now, and the mountain is muddy, so you can only go there by off-road vehicle.
The assistant didn't know what to say. Their young master was different from others. Other rich kids would go to bars and have fun.
Their young master's hobby is going up the mountain to hunt for treasure, and Mr. Zhang is willing to accompany his young master in his folly.
The assistant sighed, "Young Master, you see, if you don't want to go to the hospital, how about you treat yourself at home? It would be more convenient to go when the rain subsides a bit, wouldn't it?"
Haste makes waste. Wouldn't it be even more of a pity if rain got into my eyes and I missed it?
The assistant had suggested sending others to help search, but the young master insisted that only he could see it...
The Zhang Family is a newly rich family in this city, not an old-established wealthy family. In his early years, Mr. Zhang worked as an assistant to Mr. Huo of the Huo Family for a few years. After learning for a while, he went solo.
Mr. Zhang, who has been busy with his career, recently realized that he had neglected his son after his son was beaten up at school. As a result, Zhang Ze has been supporting Zhang Ze in everything he does lately.
Zhang Ze pointed to the notes app on his phone and showed it to him. "Okay, then let's go home first. I'll be staying on the mountain for the weekend. You guys help me prepare what I need."
assistant. "..."
I've recently heard some rumors that their young master is crazy, and at first he didn't believe it...
Meanwhile, back home, Huo Cifeng looked at Fan Yuan, who had been so attentive to him, and said, "Don't do that anymore. I don't need your concern."
After helping him take off his shoes, Fan Yuan stood up and asked him with a smile in her eyes, "Why, Fengfeng? It's what I should do to be good to you. Have you forgotten? I said I would marry you when we were little."
Huo Cifeng's gaze turned cold. "I didn't agree."
Fan Yuan waved his hand. "So what? Fengfeng, you'll be mine sooner or later. By the way, if anyone at school dares to harass you, I'll handle it for you. Just text me from now on, understand?"
He reached out to tuck the boy's hair behind his ear, but saw Huo Cifeng dodge his hand and coldly frown. "You just took off your shoes, they're dirty."
Also, stop showing me your amazing possessiveness. If you say or do anything inappropriate again, we can't be friends anymore.
Fan Yuan chuckled and gave a faint smile. " Fengfeng, are you kidding me?"
Huo Cifeng stopped looking at him and instead gazed at the misty drizzle on the windowsill.
His voice was colder than ever before. " Fan Yuan, you've used our relationship to benefit your family. My silence doesn't mean I don't know, but today you've crossed the line. If you continue, everything you've gained will be taken back."
Fan Yuan lowered his head, the smile fading from his lips, " Fengfeng, I don't deny what you said, but I really do like you. But today I just couldn't control myself! Because you looked at Zhang Ze three times today! You're interested in him, aren't you?"
Huo Cifeng still didn't look at him, only slightly parting his thin lips. "It's none of your business."
Fan Yuan's gaze gradually darkened. "Fine, that's fine." It's just Zhang Ze.
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On a cold, rainy night, on Phoenix Mountain.
It was nearly one in the morning, but a certain spot on the mountain was still glowing with a white light.
Zhang Ze had a bright headlamp on his head, wore a black raincoat, and had a blank expression, as if he felt no pain. He walked by relying on the exoskeleton in his legs, and every now and then, he would make the sound of small branches breaking under his weight.
In autumn, the falling leaves greatly increased the difficulty for Zhang Ze in finding the token.
"Young Master, you should rest. If you don't rest, Mr. Zhang will punish us."
Holding a small shovel, Zhang Ze straightened his hunched back and gestured, roughly meaning. "Help me mark this spot; we'll start here tomorrow."
He operates with rhythm and scale. His father has already bought the land in Phoenix Mountain, but the formalities won't be completed so quickly, so he can only rent it for now. All the places he has already looked for have been marked to avoid duplication.
The weekend passed quickly.
Working day and night, Zhang Ze eventually collapsed from exhaustion.
When Teacher Zhu received the message from Zhang Ze saying he couldn't come to audit the class, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily. This guy used to arrive at his classes on time more often than the students in his own class, and now he actually had the nerve to politely tell him that he couldn't come.