Yan Fuxiang is very beautiful, as beautiful as a goblin in Western mythology, and wherever she goes, it is enough to make the girls who pass by grit their teeth with hatred.

Every day after school, she always came out after her classmates were almost gone, took off her wide and fat school uniform, and changed into her own clothes. Those beautiful and elegant clothes can set off her gentle and dignified, like a lady, but in the next second, she turned around, took out a cigarette and a lighter from her school bag, and took a deep breath at the school gate, her movements were skillful and sophisticated.

An Jialu and Yuan Ziwen came out of the video store to buy fruit, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Fu Xiang standing not far away smoking. The setting sun splashed on the glass above her like rose-colored clouds. Anjialu ran over and picked up the camera to shoot.

Fuxiang stretched out her hand to stop him, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I want to take a picture of you, you have beautiful clothes on you."

The light in Fuxiang's eyes flashed faintly, and her tone became a little coquettish, "I won't let people take pictures casually, unless ......"

She tilted her head slightly, and the corners of her mouth curved into a nice arc.

An Jialu smiled good-naturedly, "You can do whatever you ask me to do." ”

"Okay, then you can kiss me."

An Jialu didn't understand what she meant for a while, Fu Xiang approached him and said, "If other boys want to kiss me, it costs ten yuan, I see that you are beautiful, so I will let you kiss for free." ”

An Jialu thought for a while, "You talk counts." ”

He lowered his head and slid his fruity, plump lips over the fragrant lips. But Fuxiang wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him fiercely.

Yuan Zhiwen couldn't find a way to settle down everywhere with two large bags of fruit, and when he turned around, he suddenly saw this scene, and was so shocked that he almost didn't fall to the ground.

"Anjialu, what are you doing?"

Fuxiang let go of her hand unhurriedly and took a step back, she smiled slyly, "You can pat me." ”

She posed a few poses at random, comparable to the models on the catwalk, and An Jialu nodded frequently, "It's this natural feeling." ”

The original seed was so angry that he jumped like thunder, and he threw down two bags of fruit and was about to step forward to grab Fuxiang and ask, this broad daylight was in full view, and she actually teased her boyfriend on the street, is this girl too frivolous?

Su Lishang and Fang Xuan walked out of the video store, saw Yuan Ziwen's murderous appearance, and hurriedly ran over to stop her, "Ziwen, what's wrong with you?" ”

Fuxiang chuckled and glanced at them with a slight mockery. When he turned to leave, he didn't forget to touch An Jialu's cheek, "Your lips are so sweet." ”

"Damn, Yan Fuxiang, you stop me!" If it weren't for being hard-pulled, Yuan Ziwen would have pounced and bit the other party.

Fu Xiang walked away lightly, but Anjialu was dazed and didn't know what was going on, "Yuan Ziwen, why are you angry?" ”

Yuan Ziwen glared at him aggrievedly, feeling so uncomfortable that he turned his head and ran away. Su Lishang and Fang Xuan looked at each other, and turned to look directly at Anjialu together, "What did you do just now?" ”

An Jia pondered for a long time, but he didn't come up with a reason, he showed an innocent expression, "Is it because I didn't buy kiwifruit?" ”

When Fuxiang got home, she heard the sound of a sewing machine in the room and knew that it was her brother who was making clothes.

In this kind of 80's tube building, the room is damp and dark, and even the bathroom and kitchen are shared, which is really inconvenient. Every time she wears shorts and suspenders, she goes to the first floor to fetch water with a basin, and she always attracts the attention of countless men upstairs and downstairs. Fuxiang didn't care, she was used to it anyway.

But she has a principle, which is not to do the business of neighbors. Although you can make a little more money, it is troublesome and endless.

She lit a cigarette and walked in barefoot with the curtain open. Yan Shu is busy, he has received a lot of orders recently, and he is in a hurry to ship, and he doesn't even have time to drink water.

"Sister, you're back."

Fu Xiang smiled and said, "Tell you something interesting." ”

She told her what had just happened, and of course the inexplicable kiss. Yan Mu looked up from a pile of colorful fabrics, "Are you talking about Anjia Road?" The photographer of the Evangel column? ”

Fu Xiang leaned next to Yan Mu and lazily exhaled a puff of cigarette, "Do you know him?" ”

"I don't know, but I've only seen it once in the editorial office of Evangel." Yan Shu said coldly.

Fu Xiang knew that this younger brother had a very strange temper, and he never communicated with any of his classmates at school, and he didn't even want to say a word. When the teacher asks a question in class, he stands up with a blank face and doesn't answer even though he knows. Although his test scores were among the best in his age, everyone said that he had autism and should not be entered.

Fu Xiang said: "Strange, when we save enough money, we will leave here and start again somewhere else." ”

It's still too far from the amount they have in mind, and it's not easy to run away from home. Fu Xiang looked at Yan Wei's bloodshot eyes distressedly, knowing that he hadn't slept for several nights.

She handed the cigarette over, "Smoke a pick-me-up." ”

Yan shook his head.

He turned to look at his sister, who was staring intently at the half of the cigarette, like a still doll. She's at her most feminine when she looks thoughtful.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door, and almost at the same time, Fu Xiang and Yan Shu straightened up nervously.

"Isn't he coming back today?" Fuxiang's face turned pale, "Where did Mom go?" ”

"She's going to the ballroom again, and won't be back until tomorrow morning."

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Fuxiang was anxious and pushed open the window beside her. The cool breeze suddenly poured in, with the smell of green grass, she turned around and shouted strangely, "It's too late, you run quickly, he sees you and will beat you again!" ”

"Then what are you going to do, I can't let what happened last time happen again!" Yan Wei also became impatient.

As the two were talking, the door of the room was kicked open, and the siblings reflexively stepped back and held each other's hands.

Yan Xiangguo was full of alcohol, and as soon as he came in, he yelled and swore violently, kicking down the sewing machine on the ground, "Who told you to fucking make clothes, like a bitch, no interest at all!" ”

He cursed and rushed towards Yan Wei like a bull. Fu Xiang immediately let go of Yan Shu's hand, and ran forward a few steps to block the hammer swung by the man with his body.

"Stranger, you go quickly!"

Yan Mu hesitated for a few seconds, then turned around and ran. Fu Xiang was pushed into the corner by Yan Xiangguo, and his arm broke the skin. Yan Shushu didn't care about putting on shoes, stepped on the cold cement stairs with bare feet, and ran wildly all the way. He didn't sleep for a few days, his spirit was not very good, and he exhausted all his strength when he ran out of the building, and when he slowed down a little, Yan Xiangguo caught up.

Fu Xiang ran out with him, and saw Yan Mu being thrown up like a ball by the burly man, and then fell to the ground. Yan Xiangguo rushed up and gave him a kick, his movements were so fast and fierce that Fu Xiang couldn't stop it at all, so he could only watch Yan Mu roll a few times and fall into a puddle not far away.

It had just rained the other day, and there was mud everywhere, and Yan Shu's body splashed with water, and then there was no sound. Fuxiang was frightened and ran over in a few arrows, but it could be said that Xiangguo was faster than her.

"Pretend to be dead, fuck, get up for Lao Tzu!" He kicked the unfamiliar back again, pulling the foot full like a shot.

Yan Shu gritted his teeth and didn't snort, but his consciousness was blank in pain.

The neighbors were attracted by the noise, but they were accustomed to it and perfunctory persuasion. Fuxiang dragged Yan Xiangguo away with all the strength of her body, and Yan Mu got up from the ground, his clothes were soaked, his body was full of wounds, and blood flowed down his forehead.

"I beg you not to hit him!" Fu Xiang's voice was hoarse, "We'll give you the money, right under the bed in the strange room, okay?" ”

"Your money is Lao Tzu's money, who the fuck will feed you to eat and drink!?" Yan Xiangguo scolded and left, he was going to take the money away in a hurry, and he still owed a lot of money in the mahjong parlor just now.

Fu Xiang ran over to support Yan Stranger, looking at his scarred appearance, his heart was like a knife, "Strange, let's go to the hospital!" ”

Yan Xiangguo's dark eyes stared at Yan Xiangguo's departing figure for a moment, and his teeth almost bit his lips. For countless nights, he wanted to rush into the kitchen and pick up a kitchen knife and kill this man, and he felt that he would not be able to hold on if he didn't do anything.

That year, my mother took them to remarry Yan Xiangguo, and at first it was calm, and this man was well-dressed. But as he was laid off by the company, his investment failed, and his temper became worse and worse, like all bastards, he drank and gambled heavily, and he was out of control. In order to avoid him, his mother often hid in a nearby dance hall and did not come back all night.

And then it happened.

Yan Wei will never forget that night he was locked in his room, and through the thin door panel he heard his sister's constant begging for mercy and crying from the next door. It was the longest and hardest night of his life, and he could do nothing but cry.

Afterwards, he had to call the police. But his mother knelt down for him and Fuxiang and begged them to act as if nothing had happened.

It's ridiculous.

But Fuxiang agreed, and she accepted the catastrophe and the blow of fate. Yan Shu agreed with her that as soon as he had enough money, he would leave this hell immediately and never come back.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to wait for that day." Yan Mu spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground and clenched his fists tightly.

- I really want to kill him.

When I went to school the next day, Yan was still wearing a long-sleeved school uniform. He hates rough summers the most, and it's hard to hide the scars on his body, but luckily he's transparent at school and no one cares about him.

His tablemate Cheng Mingyao is a very honest boy with bad grades, and he is often bullied by the bad boys in the class. As soon as class is over, he has to run out of the classroom as quickly as possible and hide, otherwise he will end up miserable if he is caught.

Yan Shu supported his chin with his hand, and watched him blankly as he was punched and kicked by several boys in the corridor, with a cruel indifference in his heart.

However, Cheng Mingyao admired Yan Stranger very much, and he accidentally saw the sketch of the costume he drew in class, so he admired it so much that he fell to the ground, and decided that Yan Stranger would become a great thing in the future. Yan Shu himself can't say how much he likes to design clothes, he just wants to make more money with this self-taught craft.

At the end of class, a group of boys gathered around the window and pointed at a girl on the playground.

"She's Fuxiang, it's very cheap, a hundred yuan at a time."

"What a stunner, I'm going to ask her out today!"

Their eyebrows fluttered as they spoke, not noticing the stranger's gradually darkening faces. He picked up a bucket of water from the back of the classroom and threw it at them, and the boys were unprepared and drenched in soup.

"What am I relying on you for?!"

"Clean the classroom." The words are strange and the attitude is cold.

The bad student squid, who always took the lead in bullying Cheng Yaoming, walked over in the first few steps and grabbed the collar of the unfamiliar words, "Are you looking for death?" ”

Seeing this, Cheng Yaoming hurriedly ran over, "Brother Squid, don't be angry!" ”

Yan turned his head impatiently, not wanting to talk to him at all.

The head of the squid sneered, "You kid used to be able to speak, I thought you were a dumb person?" Tell me one more word. ”

Yan Shu waved his hand away like a fly, and the squid head had never seen such a guy who didn't take himself seriously, so he grabbed Yan Shu's school uniform. As soon as he exerted his strength, the school uniform slid off Yan Mu's shoulder, revealing the shocking wound on his arm, which was extremely eye-catching.

Yan Shushu suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and an indescribable sense of shame came up.

Cheng Yaoming found that Yan's unfamiliar eyes had changed, and he was full of violent and angry aura, and he was about to explode. Cheng Yaoming anxiously grabbed the squid's head, and the squid's head thought he was in the way, and knocked him over with one punch. Several boys surrounded him, swearing and kicking him.

Quietly stepping forward, he patted the squid's head on the back, and then slammed a dictionary on the other's head. The squid's head was caught off guard, and he fell to the ground on his back, stepped on him with a strange speech, and smashed it again. "Bang", like a bell at three o'clock in the morning, weird and clear.

The boys around him were all shocked by his momentum, and none of them dared to step forward to hold him. Luo Qianjun, who was passing by outside the classroom, saw this scene and hurriedly rushed in.

"Stop, you're going to kill him!"

The words are strange and ruthless, and they don't listen to persuasion at all. He was forcibly pulled away from the squid's head by Luo Qianjun. Endless anger and despair bubbled like magma, forcing his emotions to collapse to the extreme. Yan Shu picked up the chair next to him and slammed it on the table, with a deafening sound, the chair fell apart, and the table fell to the ground.

The voice of the teacher on duty came, "What are you arguing about?" ”

Luo Qianjun saw that the situation was not good, so he ran away with his strange words. The two of them ran all the way to the rooftop of the school, exhausted and panting. The wound on Yan Mu's body hurt again, and he sat down slowly with his support for the fence, and gasped for air.

Luo Qianjun shook his head, "Will you fight or not, and almost killed someone!" That's not how fights are fought. ”

Seeing that he didn't speak, he looked down at him, "Hey, I'll talk to you!" ”

Yan frowned irritably, signaling him not to make noise. Luo Qianjun shrugged helplessly, and found that this boy was really a weirdo. Looking carefully, he has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, especially a pair of eyes that are as bright as stars, but they are just wrapped in a thin layer of mist, rejecting people for thousands of miles.

In the afternoon self-study class, Yan was called to the office by the teacher, but what he didn't expect was that Yan Xiangguo was actually there. In front of Yan Xiangguo, the teacher sighed deeply, "Actually, Yan Strange usually behaves very well, and his grades are good, but he is really a bit too much this time." Wounding classmates and destroying public property, we plan to ......"

Before the teacher could finish speaking, a crisp slap sounded in the office. Yan Wei was beaten down on the desk by Yan Xiangguo, and the lesson plans and homework books were scattered.

"Lao Tzu makes money for you to study, but you learn to fight! Now I'm really getting more and more capable, and I know it's embarrassing for me! ”

Two male teachers grabbed him, "This parent, you have something to say!" ”

Yan Wei struggled to get up from the ground, reached out and wiped the corners of his mouth indiscriminately, his entire jaw was bloody, but he smiled.

"He's not my dad."

The office was stunned, and the atmosphere became even more deadlocked.

Yan Mu stretched out his hand and pointed at the man, the laughter became louder and louder, and the expression on his face was indescribable, revealing a desolate despair. He laughed hysterically, "This bastard isn't fucking my dad!" He's a scumbag, he's a piece of waste, my mom was blind to marry him, and my mom isn't a good thing! ”

"Say it again!" Yan Xiangguo pushed the teacher away, and stepped forward to slap him again.

Yan Qian vomited blood, and kept saying: "Yan Xiangguo, let me tell you, I won't bow to you!" Unless you kill me now......"

The man went crazy and pressed the boy under him, and his fists rained down. The teachers in the entire office rushed forward to stop him, but they still couldn't pull him away from Yan Wei. The scuffle didn't stop until Yan Xiangguo had cramps in his hands, and Yan Mu lay on the ground, laughing nervously, and almost fainted in pain.

In the impression of the teachers, Yan Mushu has always been a quiet boy who is silent, and no one has ever seen him look crazy. They didn't care about punishing him, so they comforted Yan Xiangguo and sent the big Buddha away.

Yan Wei sat alone in the corner of the corridor in a daze, his school uniform stained with blood. I don't know how long I sat there, but it was dark, and a voice sounded overhead.

"Classmate, why don't you leave?"

Yan raised his eyes and saw Yuan Ziwen standing there, staring at him in surprise.

At the end of the raw seed temperature duty, when I came down the stairs, I saw a figure sitting in the corner. In the dim light, she saw that the boy's face was full of wounds, swollen and unrecognizable.

"Damn, who is so ruthless?" Yuan Ziwen took out the tissue from his school bag and squatted down to carefully wipe the blood for him. Her movements are very gentle, and her expression is focused and serious. Yuan Ziwen is used to helping Luo Qianjun deal with his wounds, she really doesn't understand why these boys always love violence, and they have to fight to the death to stop.

Yan Mu looked at her motionlessly.

He had seen her at the school marathon, and he was deeply impressed by the girl who was covered in sweat, fell down and got up several times, and reached the finish line no matter how difficult it was.

"I happen to have medicine on me, this is for you." Yuan Ziwen handed the ointment to Yan Wei, "Remember to wipe it." ”

She stood up and left.

The medicine bottle was lying in the palm of Yan Shu's hand, and the girl's body temperature was still remaining.

He liked the way she smiled, it was so bright and sunny, as if even the thick clouds could be dispelled. There was a power in her that he had never had, and every time he saw her, his heart became soft and peaceful.

Yan Wei walked out of the teaching building and passed by the gymnasium, where Fu Xiang also came out. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes watery and exhausted.

"Sister." The strange words said vaguely.

Fu Xiang glanced in his direction with a blank gaze, holding five crumpled hundred yuan in her hand. As soon as she let go of her hand, the money fell to the ground, and Yan Wei helped her pick it up.

Only then did Fu Xiang discover the existence of her younger brother, "Strange, what's the matter with the injury on your face?" ”

They looked at each other, and they both saw their embarrassment and panic in each other's bodies. Yan Wei felt very painful in his heart, far more painful than the wound on his body, and his entire chest cavity was filled with suffocating bitterness.

He said, "Sister, don't you do this kind of thing anymore, okay?" ”

Fu Xiang's smile was very pale, "Anyway, it's already like this, it's better to make some money with your body." ”

The expression on which she said this was the same as when she was seven years old, with a hint of innocence and coquettishness. When she was very young, Fuxiang was slim and elegant, and she was a natural beauty.

At school, everyone doesn't know that they are sisters and brothers, and Fuxiang doesn't want Yan to be affected by a.

She was the most important person in his life, but he couldn't protect her.

Yan Wei heard himself take a deep breath, and he clenched Fuxiang's hand, "I'll find a way to get money, promise me not to do that kind of thing again." ”

Yan Strange and Fu Xiang returned to the tube building and saw a black BMW parked at the door. Neighbors probed their brains curiously, this was the first time such a car had appeared nearby.

The horn sounded, and the man driving the car poked his head out, and a pair of gloomy eyes showed that he was not a good man and a woman.

"Hey, you're the son of Yan Xiangguo, right?" He exclaimed.

Fu Xiang frowned, and she and Yan Mu glanced at each other. Yan Meng shook her hand and replied coldly, "What's the matter with you?" ”

The car door suddenly opened, and several big men came out, with a strong smell of tobacco. One of them walked up to Yan Mu and raised a thick brow, "Where is Yan Xiangguo?" ”

Yan Wei sneered, he really asked the wrong person. In the afternoon, the bastard made a big fuss at the school and disappeared without a trace, and the ghost knows where he is now.

"Your father borrowed 500,000 yuan from us for a month and hasn't paid it back, and now no one can find it, what do you want to do with this account?"

"What do you call us to do?" Yan was strange, and his heart suddenly felt ominous.

The man felt that he was knowingly asking, "Before next Monday, 700,000 yuan with interest is ready to be given to us, do you hear clearly?" ”

It was as if countless huge thunders exploded, and the roar suddenly exploded in Yan Shu's mind, and he blurted out, "What are you kidding, that bastard owes you money, you go to him, what's the matter with us!?" ”

The man shrugged off his anger and took out a business card for him, "Call the phone number above." ”

Yan didn't answer, glaring at the man viciously, his sharp gaze seemed to be unstoppable.

Fu Xiang knew that the other party was not good, so she hurriedly took the business card and gently tugged at the corner of her unfamiliar clothes. But he didn't pay attention to it at all, Yan Wei snatched the business card from Fu Xiang's hand and threw it on the ground, and the business card fell into the muddy puddle, and it was instantly covered with dirt.

The man looked at him calmly, but in a commanding tone, "Pick it up!" ”

Without speaking, the atmosphere instantly became tense. The man grabbed the collar of his school uniform and roared roughly, "I'll let you pick it up, can't you fucking hear me?!" ”

At that moment, Yan Shu thought in his heart, you better kill me now, he has really had enough of this kind of frightened and submissive life!

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the BMW, "Stop, stop." ”

The driver respectfully opened the door for him, and the man walked down with steady steps. At that time, Mourão was still very young, his hair was meticulously stood back, his suit was straight, and his smile was like a knife. The driver helped him light his cigarette, and he walked over unhurriedly, with a disgruntled expression.

"Didn't I tell you not to use your hands and feet? We are a serious money lender, collect debts legally, don't freak out customers. ”

His subordinates let go of Yan Wei, and Mo Lang exhaled a puff of smoke, "Young man, I don't want to embarrass you, but Yan Xiangguo's account has been in arrears for too long. I advise you to raise money as soon as possible and cooperate with us. ”

"Do you believe that I'll call the police now?"

Moran was stunned for a moment, and looked back at his subordinates, who were laughing wildly at the same time, as if they had heard the funniest joke. Mo Lang was overjoyed, and reached out to pat Yan Shu's shoulder, "Then you can try, it is natural to owe money and repay money, we have signed a contract with Yan Xiangguo." ”

He looked up at the dilapidated tube building beside him, which was covered with mottled traces of time. Mo Lang sighed, "There is no security in this kind of place, if you accidentally kill someone, it will be dangerous, you should also be careful!" ”

Yan Shu wanted to say something, but Fu Xiang immediately stood in front of him, "Okay, we'll find a way to raise money." ”

As soon as she spoke, she caught Moran's attention. Moran had seen all kinds of women, but the girl in front of him was different from them. Her beauty is sloppy, with a damp and full spring rain breath, which easily stirs into the other party's heart.

Yan Wei noticed Mo Lang's eyes, he couldn't be more familiar. From childhood to adulthood, my sister was surrounded by the eyes of countless men similar to this, sticking sticky to him, making him grit his teeth with hatred.

He subconsciously pulled Fuxiang behind him, and Moran's vision was blocked. Moran smiled meaningfully, "Little girl, you are beautiful. ”

After they left, Yan Wei realized that her mother was standing around the corner not far away. Looking at each other, a trace of embarrassment flashed on my mother's face, and she pretended to be here just now, and asked, "What are you doing standing here, why don't you go home?" ”

"Mom's ......"

"What's the matter with the wound on your face? In the afternoon, the teacher called me, and I was too busy to leave, so I asked your dad to go to school, and he beat you again? ”

Mom quickly intercepted the unfamiliar words, and asked long and short questions with concern.

Yan Wei saw Fu Xiang shaking his head at him, so he swallowed back the words that were about to burst through his throat.

The night was unusually quiet, and Yan Shu lay on the bed looking out the dark window, tossing and turning. Through a thin wall, he heard Fuxiang's sigh. Yan Mu leaned his body against the wall, knocked his finger on the wall a few times, and soon there was a response from the other side.

Knock three times to say "I'm okay." ”

It's a code that belongs only to them.

When my father was still alive when I was a child, they often quarreled over trivial matters. Dad poked Yan Shu's forehead and admonished, "You are a boy, you have to let my sister." ”

At that time, Yan was unfamiliar and indifferent, and he didn't speak or refute, just stared at Fuxiang with a stubborn face. In fact, he wasn't really angry with his sister, he just pretended to put on a show. Every time Fu Xiang took the initiative to talk to him, he immediately assumed that nothing had happened.

In today's parlance, a stranger is a tsundere.

And Fuxiang is his only weakness.

When I woke up in the morning, Yan Mu suddenly felt a feeling that my internal organs had been hollowed out, as if I had accidentally lost something important in my dream last night. He pushed open the door and saw Fuxiang standing outside, holding a letter in her hand.

She smiled lonely, "Mom is gone, she told us to take good care of ourselves." ”

I guessed it a long time ago.

Mom recently got together with a dance partner in a cabaret, and it was only a matter of time before she left. 500,000 is an astronomical amount for their family, how many years will it take to pay it off?

She walked cleanly, leaving a hopeless mess for the siblings.

Yan didn't say anything, and a handful of ash seemed to fall from his throat. He hugged Fuxiang tightly in his arms, feeling that she was so thin that it seemed to disappear at any moment.

Moran didn't come back to them, but the whole building hasn't been quiet since. The water pipes on the first floor burst inexplicably, and dirty water seeped into the cracks of the dirty floor, and the rotten vegetable leaves and rotten vegetables in the ground. The walls of the hallway were covered with horrific red graffiti, and every night, there would be a loud bang on the door, and when the door was opened, no one would be seen.

The neighbors were driven crazy and came to Yan stranger's house in droves, asking him to either pay back the money or move out. Yan Wei didn't open the door, sat alone in the room and smoked, and turned his head to catch a glimpse of "evangel" placed at the head of the bed. Shen Ao once said to him, "Come to me if you need it." ”

Shen Ao is completely different from the image of a businessman in Yan Shu's impression, he is humorous and has a sharp and unique vision. But if it's not really cornered, he doesn't want to trouble him.

Shen Ao handed the written check to Yan Mu, looking worried, "Are you okay?" ”

Yan Wei avoided his gaze, "I will definitely pay you back this money." ”

"You're still a student, how much money can you make by doing private work to help others make a few clothes?" Shen Ao sighed, "Strange, you don't realize your talent at all, you were born in the fashion circle." ”

He said this more than once. Yan Shu and An Jialu are two teenagers who amazed him, and all their talents are incomparable.

Yan Wei held the check tightly in his hand, and said, "I don't care if I have talent in fashion design, and I don't care what so-called talent can bring me." I just want to live the most ordinary life, without being noticed and disturbed by anyone. As long as my sister and I can live in peace, I am very satisfied. ”

I remember that in the past, the essay topics assigned by the teacher in Chinese class were topics related to dreams, and the students wrote a variety of things, only Yan Shu had no interest in it.

He has no dreams, and if he has to say it, he just wants to be an ordinary person.

Shen Ao didn't expect Yan Shu to say such a thing, and he was silent for a long time.

When Yan Strange left, Shen Ao said: "Strange, you are still young, this world is far more complicated than you imagined." It's not easy to be an ordinary person. ”

Yan Wei knocked on the door of the lending company according to the address on the business card. The person who opened the door was the driver that day, and he smiled as soon as he saw Yan Wei, "Haha, you are here, what a coincidence, your sister is also here." ”

Yan Mu looked at him vigilantly, "What did you say?" ”

He pushed the man away and walked in as fast as he could. The loan company was not large, it was just a two-room apartment building, but he felt that he was walking in a barren desert, and he could not reach the end.

The door to the back room suddenly opened, and Moran walked out satisfied, he raised his hand and greeted Yan Mu, "Is it you, who came to pick up your sister?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Fu Xiang appeared at the door with a pale face. Her white neck was covered in kiss marks, revealing her beautiful, rugged collarbones, and she wore only one lingerie.

Yan Wei heard the sound of his heart breaking.

The author has something to say: these chapters are reminiscing about the past when Yuan Zi was gentle and a strange student.

Although the two of them are in the same school and on the same floor, they have two completely different lives.

When Yuan Ziwen was still fully armed for his first love, Yan Mu had already experienced changes that his peers had never encountered in their lives.

There is never love and hate in this world for no reason,

If he later fell in love with her, it was because they had passed each other in each other's lives countless times.

I don't know what everyone thought of the male protagonist before.,I hope that reading this chapter won't affect the impression 233333 him.

Hahaha~~

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