He Weifei went home after lunch with the two of them. He stopped riding a bicycle since he Weixia suddenly appeared and almost caused a car accident.

This time he walked home. The winter in Rongcheng was wet and cold. It was very different from Qincheng, but it made him feel more at home than Qincheng.

Where he Weifei walked, there were little girls looking at him. The amazement in his eyes fell into his eyes without looking carefully.

I don't know if he has left the school. He Weifei's heart is empty. On the surface, he told his father, headmaster and friends that it was to find himself and find a way to get along with he Weixia, but he didn't know what he was going to do next.

He lost even the identity that best protected him as a student.

It's already more than seven o'clock when he Weifei gets home. He Qiaoyan, Qin Yiyue and he Weiyu are already having dinner.

Qin Yiyue saw that his clothes were wet and asked, "did you come back?"

"Yes."

"Are you hungry? If you're not hungry, go take a bath and change your clothes. Mommy will cook ginger soup for you later."

"Thank you, Mommy." he Weifei turned back to his room.

The smile on Qin Yiyue's face almost didn't fall off and murmured, "local tyrant, I really regret that I didn't specialize in psychology."

"Chu Feiyan is not an internationally famous psychologist? He also failed to solve Weifei's situation. It depends on fate. In my opinion, Weifei's encounter with these things is not all bad. He has the opportunity to choose a completely different way of life."

"I'd rather he didn't have such a chance."

"It's a good thing not to have a chance, and it's lucky to have a chance. Dr. Qin, don't hold back the organization."

"No. what's next?"

"I'll talk to him in the evening. If he wants, Chu Feiyan and I will accompany him to Bincheng."

"To see he Feng's tomb?"

"Yes."

Qin Yiyue nodded and reluctantly agreed.

**

As he Qiaoyan thought, he Weifei didn't reject going to Bincheng, but he Weifei refused to be accompanied.

He Qiaoyan thought about it and agreed. Chu was so angry that he jumped to his feet.

Scold and scold but he Qiaoyan, beat but also beat him, almost choked out manic depression.

He Weifei flew directly to Bincheng the next day after the exam. After arriving at Bincheng, he went to Ling county according to the address he wrote down. There is a Hejia village in Ling County, and all the people in the village are surnamed he.

He Weifei stayed in Lingxian County for one night and took the county bus to Hejia village early the next morning.

It's winter vacation time. The newly cast cement road from the station to Hejia village is overloaded with students' private cars from time to time.

Seeing he Weifei walking alone, many cars stopped to ask him if he wanted a ride.

At first, he Weifei thought that others had a purpose. Later, he found that people in small places thought it was too dangerous for him to walk as a child and wanted to give him a ride.

When the fifth car asked him, he first asked his destination and saw that the other party was going to Hejia village, so he got on the car.

The driver looked very simple and honest. After seeing he Weifei fasten his seat belt, he asked, "child, which family are you? I haven't seen you before."

"I came to find he Feng."

The driver stopped with a shudder and looked at he Weifei in disbelief, "what did you say, child?"

"Doesn't he Feng live in Hejia village?" He Wei asked innocently instead of putting the driver's expression in his eyes.

The driver looked at he Weifei, tears rolling in his eyes, "child, you are He Feng's classmate. My family Fengzi has not been in more than half a year."

He Weifei didn't expect to meet He Feng's family directly. "Hello, uncle. My name is he Weifei. I'm a friend of He Feng. I've contacted him many times. I'm really worried about coming here this time."

He Qiang looked at he Weifei and said in a trembling voice, "son, what do you say your name is?"

He Weifei took out his mobile phone, entered his name and handed it to he Qiang.

When he Qiang saw the name, he couldn't return to God for a long time. His eyes looked back and forth on he Weifei's face and mobile phone several times. Finally, his tears couldn't help falling.

"Alas, is this life?"

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

He Qiang wiped his tears. "Son, he Feng and he are gone. I'm his father. If he does something that makes you uncomfortable or owes you money, I apologize to you and help him pay back the money."

"Uncle, you misunderstood. I'm a friend of He Feng. I probably know about him. I came to see you and aunt on vacation."

"Boy, you have a heart." he Qiang reluctantly smiled and started the car.

He Weifei looked at the large barren fields by the window. He could see many earth graves and cement graves by the side of the road. It seems that earth burial is still popular here.

He Weifei suppressed the idea of asking about He Feng's grave. It's evening. It's too exciting to ask where the child's grave is at this time.

The car drove along the narrow cement road for more than ten minutes and entered a Hejia village.

Hejia village is small, surrounded by mountains, and the house is built near the mountain.

He Qiang parked his car in front of his yard and shouted to the house, "Qiufen, come out quickly. There are guests at home."

A hoarse female voice sounded in the room, "here we are."

As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged woman in plain clothes appeared at the dark door.

Her face is a simple smile of rural women, which is very similar to the feeling of he Qiang.

Qiu Fen was stunned when she saw he Wei in the co pilot's seat. "Old he, who is this child?"

"He is a friend of Fengzi. He specially comes to see Fengzi and us."

"Oh, oh. The child really has a heart." Qiu Fen smiled and hurriedly ran down the steps at the door to open the door on the other side of he Weifei. "Come down, child, you're home."

"Thank you, aunt. I brought you two gifts in the trunk."

"If only someone came and brought gifts."

"Etiquette cannot be disordered."

He Qiang went to the trunk to get something and said to Qiu Fen, "make more fine dishes for the children tonight. The children look like city people. Don't make coarse food for our countrymen."

"I know." Qiu Fen said with a smile and naturally took he Weifei's hand. "Child, it's cold outside. Just let your uncle carry something. Let's go inside."

"OK." he Weifei didn't think how strange Qiufen was holding his hand. That feeling was similar to that of his mommy holding him.

Is he Weixia's feeling in his body affecting him?

The houses in the village are basically self built, and he Feng's house is no exception.

The floors of self built houses are particularly high. The floor on the first floor is five meters. Standing inside is not depressed at all. It is much more comfortable than commercial houses.

He Feng's house is kept clean and tidy. The kitchen and bathroom are on the first floor.

Qiu Fen took he Weifei to briefly introduce the layout of the first floor, "son, you sit in the living room first, and your aunt goes to cook dinner. You can eat fruits and snacks by yourself. You're welcome."

After he Weifei thanked him, he went to the bathroom.