The room was empty, and Wang Ying's home felt like that. There was little furniture on all sides, except for a table and two chairs in the center. No TV, no computer, no sofa, no air conditioning.

Some are just a room.

Two quilts and a few clothes were stacked in the corner.

If you want to talk about the electrical appliances that can be seen, there is probably only a rice cooker and an induction cooker.

Wang Ying has little to live.

The meaning of this sentence is that in addition to studying and working, there is probably only food and sleep left in her life.

She has no entertainment, and no room to enjoy life. Just being alive may already be very difficult for her.

When Wang Ying pushed open the door, she turned on the light in the room by the way. The dim light illuminated the cottage and her cheeks.

Probably because of the rain, at this time, her face was a little pale. Her wet hair hung down on her shoulders, making her look quite embarrassed.

Thankfully, there is at least one bathroom in this room, and the electric water heater in it can be regarded as Wang Ying's greatest comfort after a busy day.

At the very least, she was able to take a hot shower.

Letting the warm water rush over her body, a few minutes later, Wang Ying redressed and walked into the "kitchen" with her hair wiped her hair.

If the cabinet in the corner of her house is a kitchen.

There was an egg left on the cabinet and some cold rice in the rice cooker.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Ying made an egg fried rice with these ingredients and put it on the table.

As for himself, he sat on the other side, ate the small half of the bread left in his bag, and began to do his homework.

About ten minutes later, the door was pushed open again.

Walking in was a girl younger than Wang Ying, wearing a junior high school student's school uniform and carrying a black backpack on her back. The body is also a little wet, so it can be seen that the sudden rain outside should not have stopped.

Her appearance is very delicate, but the expression on her face is not as energetic as this age, but it looks a little too cold.

"Are you back?" After the girl entered the door, Wang Ying raised her head and smiled.

"Hmm. The girl replied softly, put down her backpack, and sat opposite Wang Ying.

"Your dinner. Raising her chin at the egg fried rice on the table, Wang Ying said again.

The girl glanced at the fried rice, but did not start eating it directly, but first glanced at Wang Ying and asked.

"What about yours?"

"I had already eaten before you came back. Wang Ying pretended to shrug her shoulders relaxedly, then lowered her head again, and continued to write the test paper in her hand: "Hurry up and eat, the rice is already cold." ”

"Hmm. The girl nodded, and then took the fried rice and ate it.

She was probably so hungry that she devoured a simple bowl of fried rice.

For a moment, only the sounds of writing and swallowing remained in the room.

It wasn't until the girl finished eating and put the washed dishes back on the cabinet that Wang Ying stood up, cleaned up the table and said.

"I'm going to work, you take care of the house. ”

"Got it. ”

"Go to bed early and don't read too late. ”

"Hmm. ”

After completing the simple exchange, Wang Ying stood by the door, put on her shoes, took an umbrella and prepared to go out.

It should have been the moment she opened the door of the house, and the girl sitting at the table suddenly spoke.

"Be careful on the road, sister. ”

"Well, don't worry. With a shallow smile, Wang Ying walked out of the door and closed the door.

There is no doubt that Wang Ying is poor.

But there is no doubt that she is still trying to live.

......

The mapping exam started as scheduled, and after two days of review, Chu Yan thought that he had completed it quite well.

At least there's nothing that won't be done at all.

If nothing else, there will be a club tour at the school tomorrow, and then the new students can start signing up for the club.

Fu Yuming seems to have been contacted by the school basketball team, and he specifically asked Chu Yan if he had any intention of joining.

However, Chu Yan obviously did not intend to develop in this direction, so he clearly rejected Fu Yuming.

Wang Ying hated the requirement to pay fees to join the club, not that she couldn't understand the expenses needed to hold club activities, but she couldn't understand why the fees were so high.

You need to pay hundreds of yuan just to mix credits, and you really can't buy credits with money.

Since the last time the teenager shared food with her, Wang Ying and Chu Yan have also had some daily communication.

With the gradual deepening of understanding, Chu Yan felt more and more that this girl was really similar to her former self.

I can't help but feel a little close in my heart, and I usually take the initiative to say hello when I see it on weekdays.

Wang Ying couldn't avoid it, so she could only respond.

Gradually, she also got used to the life of chatting with Chu Yan every day.

This feeling is not bad, at least looking at Chu Yan's smile, she can always feel a little bit of rare relaxation.

However, he and himself should not be considered friends, but only relatively familiar classmates.

Wang Ying has always maintained this cognition.

I have to admit that she is always unusually cautious about the identification of relationships.

It is worth mentioning that in recent school forums, Chu Yan is always mentioned.

Some people say that he is the male protagonist on a popular video, some people say that he is a male lady on the basketball court, some people say that he will be the future school grass, and some people say that he is too charming and is not a good man at first glance.

But because Chu Yan didn't read the campus forum much at all, he basically didn't know about these miscellaneous remarks.

However, this made a person notice Chu Yan's existence.

Is he actually a student at our school?

During recess, Jiang Qian sat in her seat, looking at the post on her phone and thinking.

She also found Chu Yan's photo when she was just checking the information.

Jiang Qian is naturally very familiar with this face that she dreams of at night.

After all, she had watched that video too many times.

However, for Chu Yan himself, she didn't care too much.

After only a brief review, the girl continued to check the precautions for tomorrow's club recruitment.

After all, she is still the president of the MMA club, so naturally these things can only be done by her.

So far, Jiang Qian didn't think that Chu Yan would have any intersection with her.

In her eyes, the boy is just a boy with a lot of martial arts talent, but the other party can't really practice MMA.

After all, how can any boy fight mixed martial arts.

Even if her mother suddenly became her father, she didn't think Chu Yan would come to sign up for her club.