Ma Yifan looked at Zihan strangely, if he really understood those women, what did he do by pulling her over?

After a pause, Brother Da Ma finally brought Zihan to his rest room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The lounge was large, with a large bookcase against the wall with a number of new books.

Sitting on the solid wood chair, Ma Yifan stroked his chin, and then his eyes lit up: "Zihan, do you feel a taste like a spring breeze?" ”

Behind his back, Zihan paced around in the rest room, stretched out his head, and leaned his nose to all the furnishings, and then looked blankly at the pothos raised in the water cup on the side.

"On the south bank of the Spring Breeze Green Pothos River, the bright moon is not visible yet!" Zihan suddenly remembered such a famous sentence.

Ma Yifan couldn't help but lean back and let out a long sigh.

It seems that this girl is really not on the same level as herself, and she can really ignore a super handsome guy in front of her!

"Is this okay?" Zihan pointed to the book "Color, Eyes, and Looking at the Sky" on the shelf, and laughed happily.

"There is no sky, there is no land, there is no land, there is no home, oh, empty wine bottles! Not much, not much, no more, the snowflakes are pure two cents a ......"

Fortunately, the girls on duty were busy with their own business, otherwise, what would they think of their gold medal doctor?

"Xiao Yezi, brother, there are a lot of empty wine bottles here......" Ma Yifan smiled, looking very pure.

Zihan glared.

It's a bit of a lot, Zihan feels it's time to go home, and he can't go crazy anymore.

Only then did she realize that the noteboard on the wall was full of schedules.

Good guys, so many surgeries! Can I walk around the operating theatre?

......

The Buick car stopped outside the gate of the community, and with a look of excitement, Zihan ran home.

The roadway is still dark.

Humming an unknown tune to give yourself courage.

The roadway is not long, and the street lights are usually lit in advance in the evening, so Xu is too tired and Suoxing strikes.

Just walking forward unhurriedly, Zihan clearly heard the sound of heavy footsteps behind him.

Zihan couldn't help but speed up his pace.

The footsteps seemed to be getting closer and closer, and Zihan's breathing was a little difficult.

Finally, she couldn't help but speak: "It's a person or a ghost!" ”

The man was visibly stunned, and then, "Smack!" There was a bright light.

"Lin Yue, can you not follow me?" Zihan's eyes widened in annoyance.

"Am I getting in your way when you go your way?" Lin Yue's face was gloomy.

"At least, stay away from me." Zihan turned his head and looked at the person opposite with fixed eyes.

"Who are you, Lin Ling?" The tone was no different from interrogating a prisoner.

"No comment!" raised his handsome face, raised his eyebrows, and looked domineering.

In fact, he has been following her for a long time, and at such a late hour, the girl's family is still not at ease when she walks alone. It's just, who is that handsome man?

It's obviously his cousin, but he refuses to admit it, what is this guy thinking?

The two men were thinking about their own thoughts, but they were staring at each other.

The markings at the corners of Zihan's eyes had quietly receded, but Lin Yue was still relieved.

Through the light, Zihan saw that Lin Yue was indeed perfect. If it weren't for the faint scar on the forehead, it would be perfect. But a little more scar, just like the armless Venus, has a more mature charm.

Zihan finally turned his face away and walked forward on his own.

Lin Yue stood in place, keeping the flame faint, and made sure that Zihan had walked through the alleyway, so he followed slowly.

After making sure that Lin Yue would not follow, Zihan threw off his arms and ran all the way, as if shaking off a series of dusty memories.

The dark alley, the countless glowing fireflies that once lingered, and the firelight reflected Zihan's small face, which was so quiet and beautiful.

It's just that she still doesn't understand why she burned the bottle with the glowworm on the gas at that time. Looking at the skyrocketing firelight, how happy and satisfying you are?

Maybe she likes to see Lin Yue being beaten, who makes him excellent at everything?

It's just that later, she never understood why Lin Yue finally entered a well-known institution of higher learning, but wanted to drop out? Is it really that important to make money?

Right now, Zihan's mind is full of amplified Money, yes, she has to be responsible for her promise, otherwise, I don't know which dynasty and which generation will make my sister laugh? And whether her parents can enjoy Qingfu may also depend on her.

"Fighting for survival, fighting for money, maybe that's all we poor people have to do, right?" Zihan's brain suddenly opened up a little.

Let's take the beauty hospital in Da Ma Ge as my first stop of work, right?

Thinking about things in a daze, I couldn't help but look back.

The night was quiet, with the summer insects chirping softly, and occasionally a hint of wind blowing across the face.

Gently unlocking the door, the mother leaned back on the sofa with a tired face in the dim light.

"Mom, why don't you rest?" Zihan lowered his voice.

"Go to bed early!" Zheng Lan whispered: "Oh, there is still a little chicken soup in the pot." ”

Zihan deliberately wiped his mouth, trying to find the residual fragrance.

Then, pointing to the empty packing box: "Mom, I'll destroy it!" ”

The mother didn't ask again, but urged her to get some rest.

"Zihan, Mom asked someone to help transform the sofa, if you think it's short, find a stool to pick it up, and tomorrow, Mom will get you a bed!"

With that, Zheng Lan began to work quickly, and Zihan interrupted his mother's work routine, but lay directly on the hot sofa.

"Mom, I'm fine. Rest for you! Zihan still wanted to ask about his father, but he was hindered by his own speech and affected others to rest. In fact, she understood, that is, she asked, what else could the result be?

It's not like everyone smashes it with a punch, and it's all right from then on.

They're all elders!

Anyone can learn it, but isn't it ashamed to compete for the fruit from the shriveled pockets that others have worked so hard to get up early and work hard for?

Zihan could only feel that this was a habit.

Traditionally, no one in this family has ever been willing to see her except her mother, and she is looking for all kinds of exciting and cruel destruction to gain the attention of adults. (Bad children are not born, the lack of attention and praise given by parents in family education, and the disapproval of the people around them lead to the division and isolation of their personalities. I don't know which book says it. ）

But her mother is extremely strict and harsh, for more than ten years, the corner of the balcony in the cold winter and hot summer is her nest. There are no rag dolls, no dolls, no transformers, no building blocks, just feather dusters and slaps.

Therefore, when she was a child, Lin Yue's toys were her object of competition, and not only that, but it was her habit to fight with others. In the lively cries and reprimands of adults, Zihan found his own happiness.