Happy times always pass quickly, warm memories are presented in the smoke one by one, incoherent, the picture does not stop at the age of eleven or twelve, but continues constantly, in the warm world, every day is a happy, carefree life. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Cheng was surprised to find that the memories that he thought were lost continued to be repeated in a warm consciousness.

Xuesha slowly spit out a puff of smoke, lazily moved his body in the red silk, pulled his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Cheng, who was frowning in front of the smoke, and sneered.

"The memories that I don't remember on the surface are not really lost, they just sleep in her brain, and they exist in her subconscious."

The time was fixed in one morning, and Mom and Dad were excited to say that they would go to school to pick up Nuan from school, because it was her birthday.

The originally happy mood was suddenly shrouded in haze, and the next clip jumped to the cold hospital. From the warm and painful expression, it can be seen that it was the day she lost her parents and it was also her birthday. She sat on her knees, tears rolling down her pale cheeks, and a middle-aged woman walked out of the elevator not far away.

As the woman got closer and closer, her appearance gradually became clear, Jiang Cheng's heart suddenly tightened, there was this woman in Jiang Cheng's original memory, and she was quite familiar, that person was! He held his breath as his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

There was a hint of contempt in the woman's indifferent eyes, and the check in her hand slowly fell from a high place with her contemptuous gaze, corresponding to a warm and stubborn look and a clenched fist.

In the next picture, a warm uncle and aunt appear, and her life has changed dramatically.

"Warm, go get your clothes done." The woman's words were bitter and mean, and she slammed her clothes on the warm body.

"But I'm going to school, can I wash up when I get back from school?" With a warm and slightly pleading tone, she was already standing at the door with her schoolbag on her back, holding the clothes her aunt had just thrown over.

"No, what time are you out of school, can you do it tomorrow after washing so late? Wash it now, I'll wear it tomorrow! ”

The woman grabbed the warm arm and dragged her into the house, although the warmth at that time looked similar to now, but the figure was thinner, it may be the blow of losing her parents, coupled with the malnutrition caused by the embarrassment of life, the whole person looked particularly unenergetic.

Wen Wen didn't resist, but put down her schoolbag and really washed all her clothes before going out.

"Warm, this is the fourth time you've been late this month." The teacher severely reprimanded the warmth of standing at the door because of being late.

She hung her head and didn't explain, just kept saying sorry and promised that she wouldn't have a next time. After receiving permission, he returned to his seat with his head bowed under the complicated gaze of the whole class.

The tablemate next to her touched her with his elbow, "Yesterday I saw that you didn't go home directly from school, and went to work again?" ”

Wen Wen was obviously startled, and hurriedly stretched out his finger to compare the "shh" mouth shape on his mouth.

"Didn't your parents have savings when they died? Why don't your uncle and aunt give you money for teaching? ”

"They said they were going to keep the money for me to go to college." Wen Wen peeked at the teacher on the podium, lowered his voice and whispered, and then continued to listen carefully.

The same table whispered beside him for a long time, and when he saw that the warmth was silent, he also closed his mouth and drew circles on the book.

The morning class passed quickly, and as the bell rang, the students rushed out of the classroom, and when the lunch break came, everyone flocked to eat.

Warmth did not get up in a hurry, but was the last to leave the classroom, she held a book in her hand, did not go to the cafeteria, wandered around the campus aimlessly, and finally sat down on the bench behind the flower bed and turned the pages.

She didn't eat! Jiang Cheng's heart tightened, why didn't he eat at noon? Because all he saw were fragments of warm memories, but the real warmth must have experienced more things, in the time of the death of her parents, her life changed dramatically, but there was no trace of complaining resentment on her face.

"Don't eat again!" Suddenly, another person appears in the picture, who is her tablemate.

"Eat, I've just eaten." The warmth tugged at the corners of his mouth a little awkwardly, and then his lips pursed slightly, hooking up a big arc.

"Nonsense, I'll follow you from the end of class, hang out in the playground, and then hide here, and when everyone goes back after eating, you will go back. You've been like that all this time. The tablemate said indignantly, and then sat down next to her, and threw the bread in his hand into his warm arms.

"Hurry up and eat." He urged, then took out another bag, which was full of food, and stuffed it together to give warmth. "These are also for you, put them in the desk, don't be seen by your uncle and aunt anymore."

Holding the bag in his arms, his black and clear eyes flashed with gratitude, and then he slowly lowered his head, "Thank you, don't give me food in the future, in fact, they are very good to me." ”

"Very good!" The boy suddenly became irritable and almost jumped up from the bench, "It's good to you, will you take your parents' money and not use it, will let you do laundry and cook every day, and let you go to KFC to work at night?" You've done so much for them, but what about them! I won't even give you money for lunch at noon! ”

"I have money to eat, but I don't want to use it." Warmth said without confidence.

"Yes, you have money, and you still have to keep your money to pay for tuition! Yes, they said they were saving money for you, but they didn't even pay for your tuition. Dute is a scumbag. The boy yelled in front of the bench, his head hung low, revealing only the top of his hairy head.

"I should be grateful to them, they are my only relatives."

"Don't want such relatives. Look at your hands. The boy grabbed his warm hand hard.

Belch! Jiang Cheng was shocked, he didn't notice it just now, his warm hands were covered with cracks in the smoke, and his originally fair skin was already red and swollen and full of cracks because of being soaked in cold water for a long time.

Wen Wen forcefully withdrew his hand and did not speak again.

"I'm leaving next week, and my parents let me study in the UK, and the formalities are all done."

Maybe because the news was a little unexpected, Wen Wen raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashed, but it was fleeting, and it turned into a blessing.

Suddenly, the picture turned red, and it was warm to go home from school, but the door was open, and the door was surrounded by red paint, and there were big words written in red paint, "Debt repayment".

Her heart sank, and she rushed into the room, which was smashed into tatters, and the clothes and things in the cupboard were turned out and thrown on the ground.

The photo frame with the photo of her parents and her was thrown to the ground, the glass had been shattered, and the photos inside were full of footprints.