Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Chapter 967 The Lost Muse with a Red Heart on the Target 139

“Applying to a university in the United States?!”

"That's right." Han Feng looked at him firmly, "I don't want to be separated from you."

Even though they still loved each other for eight years, the waiting was too painful. He couldn't spend his best time waiting day after day.

"But it will be difficult." At least it won't be easier than going to ordinary college.

"It's okay! I will do my best. If you are at the finish line, I will do my best a hundred times, a thousand times more! You just need to trust me and wait for my good news, okay?"

Wang Xingyi was deeply moved by Han Feng's decision to change his life plan for him.

Three years ago, Han Feng told him that his first choice would always be Wang Xingyi.

He did it, and he will not let him down.

According to his father's request, Wang Xingyi would go to a training institution after school every day.

Before the teacher came in, he would secretly take out a recorder and record the conversation. When he had time to meet Han Feng, he would repeat it for him.

During the entire year of senior high school, there are countless exams, big and small.

Han Feng was delighted as he watched his ranking continue to rise.

A hundred days passed in a flash.

As the college entrance examination approaches, Wang Xingyi is extremely nervous as he surrounds Han Feng, who is about to "go to the battlefield".

"Xingyi." Han Feng grabbed the corner of his clothes, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Calm down."

"I'm worried!" He turned Han Feng's shoulders incredulously and looked him up and down: "That's not right, why are you acting like nothing happened!"

Han Feng smiled easily: "Because I am well prepared."

Seeing the corners of his mouth curled up, Wang Xingyi immediately became unhappy.

He quickly stretched out his index finger and pressed the corners of Han Feng's mouth with both hands to smooth out his smile.

"Forget it, forget it. Don't be so easy!"

Han Feng didn't understand: "Isn't it good to be relaxed?"

"If you are too relaxed, you will underestimate your opponent. What if you look at the wrong line and fill in the wrong answer?!"

"Will not."

Wang Xingyi's angry look made Han Feng laugh. He looked around and saw no one around.

"Xingyi." Han Feng leaned forward and hugged him. "I can't imagine not being able to see each other for eight years. Whether for myself or our future, I will go all out and give the best results in my three years of high school. Wait for me."

With tears in his eyes, Wang Xingyi hugged him back tightly and whispered in his ear: "Come on, Brother Han."

Brother Han?

Han Feng was stunned. He let go of his hand and faced Wang Xingyi, asking in disbelief, "What did you call me just now?"

Wang Xingyi smiled and said, "You clearly heard it all, yet you still asked me."

"Brother Han? You call me brother?"

It's still voluntary!

Wang Xingyi pouted awkwardly and muttered, "Don't think I don't know that every time I introduce me as your younger brother to others, you are secretly happy."

"I don't deny this." Han Feng looked at him fondly and suggested, "Why don't you just call me from now on..."

"Only today! To cheer you up!"

"But tomorrow is the college entrance examination, and the science test accounts for a large proportion of the test score and is more difficult."

“Got it!” Wang Xingyi turned his face away proudly, not looking at him: “Only these two days.”

Happiness was beyond words, Han Feng stared at him with smiling eyes: "Okay, it's settled."

Standing among a group of parents, Wang Xingyi received several advertising fans in succession.

"Cram schools?" Wang Xingyi was puzzled. "Why would I need to go to cram schools when I'm about to go to college?"

He turned the thin plastic fan to the back and saw the word "repeat" in the center, printed the largest!

"Oh my god, what a bad omen!"

He quickly walked up to the young man who was handing out the advertisement and returned the spoiled hot potato to its original owner.

What's the point of repeating a grade? Their Han Feng is so well-behaved and serious that he won't do poorly in the exam.

This year's candidates were lucky, as the difficulty of the questions was just average. Han Feng stared at the clock and left the examination room the second the invigilator allowed him to hand in his paper early.

"Someone's out!"

Worried that it was Han Feng, Wang Xingyi stretched his neck and looked inside the school gate. Until he saw the candidate coming out wearing a pink dress and a swaying ponytail.

After waiting for a long time, the reporter turned around and called the photographer to go for the interview. Suddenly, the quiet outside the school gate was in commotion.

"Xing Yi!"

Wang Xingyi turned around and found that Han Feng had somehow gone around behind the crowd and grabbed his clothes.

Being pulled away by Han Feng, Wang Xingyi asked in surprise: "Why did you come out? What time is it now?"

"I have finished answering."

"Has it been checked?"

"I checked."

“How many times?”

"Once."

"Why don't you check it a few more times?"

"Xingyi." Han Feng turned around and said angrily, "You're too nagging!"

"You still think I'm nagging you. You handed in the paper early even though you knew I was worried. You did it on purpose to piss me off!"

"No."

Han Feng dragged Wang Xingyi into the western restaurant and ordered dishes calmly.

Seeing his calm expression, Wang Xingyi's uneasy heart finally calmed down.

The two stayed in the restaurant until the afternoon math test began.

Wang Xingyi had just sent Han Feng back and had just put down his waving hand when his phone rang.

He took out his cell phone and looked at the call from his father, feeling inexplicably nervous.

After arriving at the agreed location, Wang Xingyi opened the car door and got in.

After he closed the car door, Uncle Wang raised his eyes, looked at him in the rearview mirror, and ordered calmly: "Give me the phone."

"doing what?"

As always, Uncle Wang just looked at him silently, waiting for him to compromise.

"Wait a moment."

Wang Xingyi took out his cell phone and just opened Han Feng's chat box to report the news, but Uncle Wang, who was always calm and steady, turned around and took his phone away.

Wang Xingyi was startled and subconsciously reached out to grab it, but Uncle Wang glared at him gloomily with the sidelong glance.

The father and son were arguing with each other, and the temperature in the car dropped sharply.

Wang Xingyi stared at his phone, his anger uncontrollable, and the right door of the car opened.

Seeing the problem at a glance, Bai Ji settled down, stepped into the carriage, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Uncle Wang looked at him with a smile and said soothingly, "It's nothing, Master."

Regarding the matter of the Wang family father and son, Bai Ji'an never believed Uncle Wang's one-sided statement. He turned his head to look at Wang Xingyi, only to see him looking at him with both surprise and confusion.

"Why are you here?"

Bai Ji'an was also stunned.

He glanced at Uncle Wang who was concentrating on driving and asked in a low voice: "You don't know?"

Sensing a bad premonition, Wang Xingyi's calm voice began to tremble: "Know what?"

Bai Ji'an looked at his watch and said, "We'll be flying to the United States in two and a half hours."

……

Wang Xingyi's eyes were bloodshot!

"what?"

Is he leaving for America?

Why didn't anyone inform him in advance? !

He had clearly confirmed the time of his departure with his father, and he answered him without even thinking: "The end of July!"

Unable to bear it, Wang Xingyi was furious: "Why did you lie to me?!"

The angry roar shocked Bai Ji'an.

Uncle Wang is strict and unkind, but as a son, Xingyi has never been disrespectful to him.

This was the first time, and Bai Jianan thought it was the most extreme thing that Bai Jianan had ever done as a strict father.

He turned his eyes to look at the driver's seat, and his brows instantly frowned.

Uncle Wang's usual calmness made Wang Xingyi look like an abnormal madman.