Chapter 7 Gu Jiang's "Weak and Pitiful"

When he was sleeping, Gu Jiang tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep, and later, he simply sat up with his upper body, he opened his mobile phone, clicked on the WeChat address book, and found "Ergouzi", planning to set a note for her.

He didn't think too much about it, and directly changed the remarks of the second dog to - ginger dog.

Looking at these two words, Gu Jiang silently recited them several times in his heart, and almost laughed out loud when he read them. In the end, he sat there for a while, and after a few minutes, he directly pulled the futon and covered his face, and fell asleep.

Gu Jiang had a dream.

This dream is both good and bad.

He dreamed back to his sophomore year of high school, when the teenager still dreamed of taking his grandmother away from the economically backward and poor countryside, so he worked hard, but before he could achieve this goal, his grandmother had to leave him forever.

He also saw Jiang Lin in his school uniform, Jiang Lin still had long hair at that time, to his shoulders. Every time I saw her, the school uniform was not worn properly, the zipper was open, revealing the white shirt inside, and the hands were in the pockets, and the whole person felt very arrogant.

How to describe it!

It's a kind of stinky fart feeling of "I'm noble, you don't deserve it".

Speaking of which, people who don't talk much tend to have no friends and can't eat in the social circle, but Jiang Lin can, even if she has a dull face all day long, there are many people who make friends with her one after another.

Of course, Jiang Lin is also quite righteous, and if ordinary friends need any small favors, she can help.

In fact, high school was not the place where he first met Jiang Lin, junior high school was, at that time, they were not in the same class, but they were also in the adjacent class.

Every time there is a sports meeting, it's when this guy is in the limelight.

She is not bad at running, long jump or anything, especially running, either first or second.

He didn't know when he noticed her, but he knew that he had been paying attention to it since high school.

It's like it's become a habit.

I can't change it.

In the dream, it was like watching a flower, and he saw a lot of things from the past, as well as other messy things, but at the last moment, a huge dog head suddenly appeared in front of him, which scared Gu Jiang so much that he opened his eyes suddenly.

Exercise!

You can dream of dogs in your dreams!

Gu Jiang scratched his hair indiscriminately, and his already messy hair looked even more unkempt.

When Jiang Lin returned home, Fan Rong hadn't slept yet. I saw her sitting on the sofa, in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Mom, aren't you sleeping yet?"

Fan Rong slowly came back to her senses, looking at the daughter in front of her who had gradually grown up, she suddenly felt a sense of guilt: "Little Jiang, you said, wouldn't it be a heavier burden when Jiang meets them in the future when they go to high school." ”

Jiang Lin knew what Fan Rong was worried about, and she said in a flat voice: "Don't worry, there is still me." ”

"The burden of this family is too heavy, and I'm afraid it will crush you one day. Fan Rong gently rubbed Jiang Lin's hair, her face full of helplessness.

Jiang Lin didn't speak, she just closed her eyes, and her expression was faint and she couldn't see a trace of superfluous emotions.

When my father died of alcoholism, he left a lot of messes for the family.

Fan Rong also asked her at that time: "Do you hate your father?"

At that time, Jiang Lin was just silent, just like now, and didn't say a word.

From the bottom of her heart, she felt that this kind of question was really boring and uninteresting.

She said hate, could her father still jump out of the grave?

Hate or not, can't change the status quo, some friends said that her thinking is not normal, she is just silent, there is no dispute, no anger, maybe more of a numbness.

No one knows that during that time, she always felt as if she was catkins, dandelions, and as soon as the wind blew, she flew and scattered.