But it's impossible not to go back.

Saturday is my mother's day off, so she comes home on Friday afternoon, the only day of the week when she sees her. In that dilapidated home, her mother was her only thought.

Over the years, the family has relied on his mother to support him. His father was addicted to gambling and spent his days in street liquor shops. As soon as she came home, she beat and scolded her mother and daughter, and if she didn't go back, her mother would be even more isolated.

Ye Man thought about his thoughts, and dragged his heavy steps towards the gate of the Ninth Middle School.

Lifting is a technical job, who told her to be born in a poor family. Even if it's a poor family, her family is not even a poor family, it's simply a place where people can't live.

The driver drove slowly past the No. 9 Middle School, because it was the afternoon school time, and there were many cars to pick up the children at the gate of the No. 9 Middle School, and the driver drove very slowly.

Suddenly, the driver spoke: "Young Master, do you see if that's Miss Ye?"

He is an old driver of the Gu family and has been driving a car in the Gu family for five years. Although Gu Ze has become the president of the Gu family, the driver still calls him young master as used to be. Because he had picked up Su Qianqian several times, the driver recognized the girl who often followed Su Qianqian.

Gu Ze glanced out through the anti-peeping glass, the girl was wearing a school uniform, a white navy-style short shirt, a thin waist, a navy blue A-line skirt underneath, her legs were straight and slender, and she was stepping on a pair of white sneakers, which was quite uniform and tempting.

The man's lips hooked slightly, and he raised his eyebrows, but he was really a stunner, why didn't he pay attention to it before?

"Greet her in the car and give her a ride. ”

The driver was sweating slightly, did he give her a ride or give her a ride? However, he had a lot of experience with Second Young Master Gu's hobby, so he didn't say anything. lowered the window a little more, stopped on the side of the road, and leaned on the window and beckoned to Ye Man: "Miss Ye!"

Ye Man heard someone calling for himself, looked for prestige, and saw a Bentley.

Gu Ze's car?

She walked over.

Driver: "I just saw Miss Ye getting out of school, and my young master gave you a ride with kindness." ”

Ye Man: "Thank you, Gu Ye, I'd better take the bus back by myself." ”

Gu Ze rolled down the window, and a smile appeared on his handsome face: "Miss Ye is afraid that I won't be able to eat you?" I have something to do with Dongcheng, so I will take you for a ride, I remember that Miss Ye lives in Dongcheng." ”

Ye Man was a little embarrassed, and there was a feeling that someone had torn off the fig leaf. Acorn Alley in the East Side, a famous slum in Kyoto. With his head down, he smoothed the hair around his ear with his left hand and clamped the hair behind his ear, revealing his white chin.

Gu Ze knew his heart well and smiled slightly: "Miss Ye doesn't have to be embarrassed, heroes don't ask where they come from." ”

is a "hero who doesn't ask where he comes from", and the other party makes it clear that he doesn't mind his identity and status. Ye Man raised his head and smiled brightly: "Thank you, Master Gu." ”

For a long time, Ye Man hid from everyone the fact that he lived in Acorn Lane in the East City and had an unsuccessful father. Now, although Gu Ze has torn apart the family history that made her feel inferior, the sentence "heroes don't ask where they come from" has successfully restored her dignity. Invisibly, her heart was open to him.

People who have secrets are tired and often have a hard time really connecting with people. At this time, Ye Man felt relaxed for the first time. With Gu Ze, she doesn't have to lie again and again to hide her true origin, which feels good.

After the car pulled out of the crowded road in front of the No. 9 Middle School, the driver looked at the expressions of the two people in the rearview mirror, and did not increase the speed, and the car drove extremely slowly. The driver even changed the music observantly, and the car was rippling with soothing and affectionate music, and the atmosphere was unconsciously ambiguous.