The light shines through the white curtains, making the room warm.

It was already dawn, and the golden-red sun wheel was like a warm-boiled egg burrowing out of the horizon. It was another rare sunny morning, the sky was as clear as washed glass stones, and the clouds of various shapes floated on it like sailing in the sea.

Yang Haohui got up slowly, and moved his body with difficulty, like a robot with rusty joints that had been oiled and then restarted. In fact, he simply gets up, although it is just as hard for him to get up, but that kind of hard work comes from his habit of lying in bed, and today is different, the reason is from the "bed" under him.

To be precise, it should be called a bathtub.

Only after a night of experimentation in this large vat with the arc of the bottom can you realize how painful it is, and when you first fall asleep, it feels as if you are a budding bulb that has been stuffed into a small, rough pot. You finally spent a night of running-in, just fused with this flower pot to get used to it, and then you got up, and you have to pull yourself out alive......

Yang Haohui rubbed his sleepy eyes with one hand, stroked his wailing lumbar spine with the other, and raised his eyes to look at the time, it was only eight o'clock.

"It's so rare......" he scratched his unkempt hair, this is not nonsense, according to his principle of "lying in bed is respecting the weekend", usually getting up at eleven o'clock is considered early.

Move over a stool and step on it, boil the pan to preheat, and slide an egg into the frying pan, sizzling happily with the hot oil. After one side is golden and crispy, the spatula is gently turned, and then sprinkled with chopped green onions, pepper and salt, the egg yolk is semi-congealed and non-coagulated, and the egg white is as tender as cheese, and even the living room is filled with the aroma of fried eggs.

Yang Haohui has always had a good handicraft, which stems from the fact that when he had nothing to do, he flipped through a book of "Happy Life", and he spent ten minutes memorizing more than 100 pages of life tips with pictures and words, and of course, 38 home-cooked dishes by the way. It's just that on the one hand, because of the economy, and on the other hand, because of laziness, Yang Haohui still often uses instant noodles to satisfy his stomach.

An omelette came out of the pan smoothly, and he didn't waste any leftover oil, and baked an extra sheet of whole wheat bread. Add a glass of orange juice and a rare nutritious breakfast freshly baked. Yang Haohui just wanted to pick up the omelette and orange juice and leave the kitchen, but he seemed to remember what to write, glanced at his room from afar, sighed, and turned around to reopen the stove.

He's going to make a second breakfast.

It's certainly not for me, but for the uninvited guest last night. He still vaguely remembers the somewhat ridiculous incident of last night.

.......

"The money is in your pocket, you can take it yourself if you want, I hope you don't hurt me. Yang Haohui said tremblingly.

couldn't help but Yang Haohui was careless, although he couldn't see the person under him clearly, he could deduce how powerful the person under him was from all things before. First of all, I have been moving forward, although I have been looking at the stars, but I will not be in front of me to see a big living person, I can't notice it, that is to say, this person who is holding me hostage appears in front of me at the moment when I turn around, everything happens like lightning and flint, how fast can this be done? Secondly, the object in my throat, cold and hard, with some sharpness, eighty percent is a fruit knife or something, if I accidentally speak, my throat may be accidentally cut when I move.

But in fact, Yang Haohui is far from looking panicked, before he got the "official job" of repairing computers from Boss Zhou, he also worked odd jobs at the night car on the street under the overpass, and the bald scar type of thug who came to collect protection money was considered to have seen eighty, not to mention a hundred, and pretended to be afraid that it was all experience. Calmly weighed the pros and cons, it is obviously unrealistic to escape from a person with such skills, so it is better to simply accept fate. He just felt a little strange, although he was 1.58 meters tall and stood out in elementary school, he was still a sixth-grade child after all, and he could use a knife against him from below, this person ...... Isn't it short?

The guy who hijacked others in the middle of the night is nothing more than a robber who wants money and sex, and he himself is definitely colorless to rob a big fart, so he can only break his wealth and avoid disaster. He suddenly thought of the news broadcast in the cake shop in the morning, with the security in Beijing, robberies are rare at present, so the person who kidnapped him is likely to be the serial robber currently reported. Most of the victims were only knocked unconscious without actual damage, and most of the robbers were also trying to make money and not kill people, which made him feel a little reassured. I thought it would be best to find a chance to see the suspect's appearance and provide it to the police, and maybe even get a bounty.

"I don't want money. There was a hoarse sound from below, unpleasantly like rough grit rubbing against each other.

Yang Haohui was stunned for a moment, and then a cold sweat came out. The comrade under him didn't want to rob the money, could it be..... It's really a robbery? There have been a lot of perverts these years, and the broken gong voice of this nail scraping the blackboard is also very in line with those obscene uncles who are molesting Lori Zhengtai!

"Answer me a few questions. "It's still the same voice, but it sounds a little more weak than the last sentence.

Answering the question: What kind of god is this? After a person holds me with a knife, he doesn't rob me of money or sex, but throws me a set of 100 elementary school math questions and asks me application problems?

“...... Good. He didn't know what to say, so he replied.

The man seemed to gasp for breath twice and then asked, "You..... Isn't it white?"

Yang Haohui didn't speak for half a minute.

"If you're asking my name, my surname is Liu. According to the existing statement, Yang Haohui is a little confused, if this word does not make sense, what do you want to ask if it is white?

He casually said a surname, and honestly replied that it might be more dangerous.

"It's not a name. The voice paused for a moment, as if to phrase it, "I'm asking you...... Attribute. ”

Another full half minute.

"I don't understand. Yang Haohui really doesn't know how to answer, what the hell is this "attribute" that suddenly popped up? Is this big brother bored in the middle of the night waiting to play with me!

"Then change ...... Questions, you have ...... No...... Key?" The voice came to an intermittent voice.

"No!" Yang Haohui replied categorically, he could understand this question, this key should refer to the key to the house. If you answer yes, the next step may be burglary. Anyway, the person under him didn't know that he was living at home alone, so he simply lied, maybe this strange person would let him go.

Thinking about it this way, Yang Haohui suddenly felt a little desolate, if other children encountered this situation, they should be able to cry loudly and say that you are going to let me go, and my parents will come to beat you later, they are awesome or something.

"I didn't ...... Is there any? It's amazing...... Weird. Do you ...... This is it...... can ...... What do I think you ....... So cooked...... Sidney...... Can ......"

Judging from the tone, the next sentence should be something like "hateful", but the man suddenly fell silent.

Yang Haohui suddenly had a hair!

The sharp object was still a few inches away from Yang Haohui, but at this moment, it suddenly pressed against his throat forward, and the sharp stinging pain was instantly transmitted to his brain. The man under him suddenly made a move!

What kind of person is this, what kind of questions do you say is good? Do you just do it if you don't answer the two questions satisfactorily?

The strange conversation ended abruptly, without even giving people time to react. Yang Haohui instinctively dodged backwards, and the sharp impact was alleviated by the backward jump, and the person under him fell forward, not much force, but just enough to break Yang Haohui's balance.

The robber fell into his arms, Yang Haohui was caught off guard, and Momentum took both of them to the ground at the same time.

Yang Haohui was really panicked now, he didn't understand what he said that shouldn't have caused this mysterious person to burst into trouble. But he didn't have time to think about it anymore, now that the situation had turned upside down, the mysterious figure had pressed him down, and he still had a sharp weapon in his hand, and his situation was tantamount to a knife and a fish.

But...... No then.

For more than ten seconds, the man lay motionless in Yang Haohui's arms, quiet like a hello kitty.

"Big big ....... Big brother?" Yang Haohui trembled a little, "I'm still a kid, I really don't have any money. ”

The man didn't squeak.

Yang Haohui closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, and then said: "I know the rules, I didn't see your face, can you spare my life, how can I say that I will have to have old and young ...... in the future."

The man still didn't squeak.

He was a little stunned, and after a while, he still mustered up the courage to shake his body, but the person lying on his stomach still didn't react.

It's just a matter of asking some strange questions, why is there no sound all of a sudden? The logic of this robber Yang Haohui is a little incomprehensible.

Yang Haohui hesitated, looked down, and he suddenly froze. The slender hair was scattered across his chest, and in his arms lay a girl! The girl was not holding a murder weapon, but a wooden stick with a sharpened tip.

It turned out that this man was really short, and besides, he had seen it. In the corner of the underpass, that poor, girl he was inexplicably familiar with!

.......

"Wow"!

Yang Haohui retracted his hand violently, and a splash of hot oil beads helped him come back to his senses.

The second omelette was a bit mushy because he was a little distracted. Yang Haohui sighed lightly, thought for a while, and put the first omelette on a plate and brought it into his bedroom.

He gently put breakfast at the head of the bed, and gently walked to the window and drew the curtains. The sun is strong in the middle of summer, and not drawing the curtains affects sleep very much.

Yang Haohui turned to look at the dirty face and sighed again.

Yesterday she didn't have a hard time, but she fainted. Yang Haohui was surprised to find a foot-long wound in the girl's calf, it was hard to imagine how the girl used this injured leg to burst out with that fierce force, and the tattered trouser leg was red. This is also the reason why he decided to take the girl home, although the girl was still fiercely holding himself against the wooden stick one moment ago, but at this moment she fainted in his arms with a bruise, and he really couldn't sit idly by.

The girl was still sleeping peacefully, and Yang Haohui touched her forehead, because the wound was inflamed, and the girl had a low-grade fever. He lifted the quilt slightly, and looked at the wound after bandaging and sterilization, the bandage was a little red, but the wound did not seem to be bleeding again. He breathed a sigh of relief, firstly, he was glad that the wound did not further expand in time, and secondly, he was glad that the wound did not ooze blood, which proved that the girl's injury was not serious and there was no need to go to the hospital, which really saved a lot of money.

He walked out of the room, gently closed the door, and sat down in his chair to nibble on a second baked omelette. It was only at this time that Yang Haohui suddenly felt relaxed, and realized that today was actually the weekend, the sun was shining, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and it was a waste to stay at home.

Now calm down and think about it, yesterday's experience is really quite nonsense, to describe it in words, that is, I went to see the stars when the air conditioner broke down last night, and I was robbed on the way. After the "robber" asked two questions, he went straight to the street, and the robbed himself saw that she was pitiful and saved her......

This girl was yesterday's "robber"! Why do I feel this way now? Is it because I ...... Are you actually a little worried about that girl?

He thought seriously for a while, and felt that there was no answer, so he could only continue to bow his head and nibble on the fried egg.

The sound of "Dididi, Dididi" mixed with the sound of coughing sounded, and people all over the world recognized it as the prompt sound of QQ.

Yang Haohui clicked on the standby computer in surprise, and was suddenly stunned. The icon of the little penguin in the toolbar under the desktop is constantly flashing, and a prompt message is displayed: "Someone @ me, from the second class of the sixth grade".

Sixth grade second class group", as the name suggests, this is a group formed by the students of the second class of the sixth grade, it is the group of the second class of the sixth grade of Huixin Primary School, and it is also the group built by Haohui's class, and it is also a group that has nothing to do with him.

Everyone in this group doesn't like him, and he knows that very well.

No one wants to have anything to do with him, and he still hopes that he can make friends, and he has made a lot of efforts.

For example, when he is on duty with someone, he will be kind enough to complete the other person's work, will take the initiative to help others with their homework, and will occasionally help other children when they are naughty and make mistakes. Or every holiday or something, he will take the trouble to copy some blessing paragraphs that are spread around, or write one by himself, and then paste them one by one in the sending column of his classmates. Yang Haohui never needs to send in groups, he thinks that sending them one by one can show the sincerity of his relationship.

He always sent it from midnight of the day, and then waited until midnight, but unfortunately there was no thank you. Finally, there is an unread prompt.,Click on it to see that it's still QQ news.。

Your heart is very sincere, but people don't want it.

Yang Haohui watched his classmates chatting in the group, and he felt like he and those people were living in two worlds. No one paid attention to him, and no one paid attention to him. It was as if he was in another world, through an invisible, impregnable barrier, watching them sing and dance in another world.

But today, someone took the initiative to call him in the group.

"We're graduating soon, how about a dinner next Saturday?" - "Heart Rain"

This is an ID that no one in the group will not recognize.,Fang Xinyu.,The class flower of the second class of the sixth grade.。

Yang Haohui's heart skipped a slight beat, and he remembered that next Saturday was his birthday and the day he graduated.

Fang Xinyu's avatar is a delicate girl with short hair. She is indeed a delicate girl, but in fact, her hair is not short at all, straight and soft, like a black waterfall. He is not old but has a good appearance and temperament, and the boys who like him in school can line up around the playground, and the small gifts received by the boys on Valentine's Day every year can be piled up into a small mountain.

She is always quiet like an iceberg, which is the impression of everyone in the class on Fang Xinyu. With a book of poetry in her hand, she can sit in her seat for a day, no matter how hot the weather is, as long as she glimpses the beauty of Fang Xinyu when she reads, it will make people feel cool from the heart.

Yang Haohui met Fang Xinyu in the summer of her third grade, when she had just transferred to another school. He still vaguely remembers that day. Fang Xinyu walked to her desk, stretched out her white and delicate little hand to him, and smiled shyly.

"Hello, would you like to make a friend?"

It was as if everything had slowed down, and all the noise had become almost inaudible in an instant. The locust flowers outside the window are scattered in the wind, embellishing their own whiteness for the clear blue sky, and the sun shines brightly behind the heart rain, illuminating everything transparently.

Although later, Fang Xinyu also learned about Yang Haohui's past, and began to drift away from him. But in her six years of elementary school, she was the only one who had ever taken the initiative to pay attention to Yang Haohui, even if it was only a polite gesture without her knowledge.

I don't know if the philosopher said that a person only likes another person for a moment. Maybe even Fang Xinyu herself forgot this inadvertent moment, but this moment has been engraved in Yang Haohui's mind like a knife chiseled into a stubborn stone.

His eyes suddenly dimmed a little, because Fang Xinyu @ was all the members, not just him.

"Okay, okay, where are you going to eat?" a line of words popped up, and "cute little candy heart" replied.

Although he is not often in the group, Yang Haohui remembers the person of each ID. "Little Sugar Heart", whose real name is Tang Xiaoxiao, is a best friend of Fang Xinyu. Compared with the quiet and delicate goddess Fan's Fang Xinyu, Tang Xiaoxiao is more like a lively girl next door. Although his appearance and temperament are slightly inferior to Fang Xinyu, and he is only twelve years old, his appearance is not fully developed, but he can also be called sweet and lovely. The class also exaggerated the establishment of a "Sugar Heart Protection Association", and several boys were secretly fighting for her.

"I don't know, let's all come out and give opinions. Fang Xinyu replied.

"How about going to KFC and rubbing the family bucket?" "Walk through your brunette my hand" proposed, accompanied by a grinning emoji. His name is Wei Teng, nicknamed "Stomach Pain", and he is 160 tall, which is definitely considered a well-developed height among elementary school students...... Although the weight is also 160. Because he can eat so much, he often has stomach pains. A full KFC supporter, his sleek figure is ironclad proof of his support for junk food.

"Cut, that's why you're going to like to eat that, I haven't heard of it, there's a problem with KFC again. I see that you can eat "Ken Beat Chicken", Tang Maru will definitely welcome you!" "Cute Little Candy Heart" despises KFC with 12 points.

"Don't let that dead fat guy defile the sacred KFC in my heart!" "Through your brunette my hand" fought back.

"Why don't you go to Brother Haolun?49 yuan a person, how cheap?" popped out another line of words, "I AND FAKER FIVE OR FIVE OPEN" WITH A SCREEN SHAKING PROPOSAL.

"Let's go to Hallasan, it's a good barbecue. "The king of the folded bronze" made an opinion.

"Let's go to Little Sheep, the hot pot is also excellent. "Sword Nerve" also made an opinion.

The pot in the group was boiled, and all the stealthy dives were blown up by the beautiful atomic bomb of Fang Xinyu. Everyone was gossiping, and the atmosphere gradually became warmer. Especially the boys, for Bo Fang Xinyu and Tang Xiaoxiao, they gave advice one by one and did their best, as if they wanted to write a plan for UNESCO.

"GO TO OPERA BOMBANA. A simple sentence, with a distinctive blue font, flashed out, ID - "Nicolas Cage".

Another name that shines like stars in the second class of the sixth grade. Yang Haohui recognized it, this was Pan Chen's ID.

As the second class of the sixth grade, oh no, it should be said that it is the spiritual idol of the entire Huixin Primary School, but at the age of twelve, he already has a perfect height of 1.68 meters, a well-proportioned and slender figure, and his basketball skills can compete with junior high school students. As for appearance, if he plays a juvenile pure love idol drama, the audience will know who the protagonist is in minutes. While everyone else was struggling with the English exam, he could easily watch the entire English version of "Modern Times" without subtitles. When other children are arguing with their parents about Adidas' sneakers, he is already trying on prada's suit and CL's fashionable shoes with his foreign company boss father, and even the ID on QQ is the name of a super national star like Nicholas. In the eyes of all students, the name Pan Chen is like a legend.

Pan Chen is such a perfect person, a "rich and handsome father" pentathlon person, who will always live under the flash.

The group suddenly became as quiet as breaking ice and cutting snow, probably because everyone was confused by this sudden and strange word. They are only in elementary school, and the hardest and most difficult thing is to learn "hospital", what is this "OPERA BOMBANA"?

"There's a three-Michelin-starred restaurant in Parkview Green, and my dad has a membership card there. After a while, "Nicolas Cage" explained word by word: "Also, I please!"

The broad masses of working-class comrades don't know anything about three Michelin stars, but "I please," just two words are enough!

What does it mean to be rich and handsome at the starting line? Not only do you have the ability to eat the high-end dishes of "OPERA BOMBANA", but you also have the ability to invite others to eat them.

The group is boiling again, but compared to the last time, this time it is obvious that the girls in the group are boiling the pot! However, due to gender relations, boys obviously can't use the "Mome" series to express joy, so the words "Old Contest High!" are endless.

"Okay, good, good, good!" Tang Xiaoxiao slapped four "yes" in a row to express his affirmation, plus a cute expression of sticking out his tongue.

"Then it's decided, next Saturday, let's have dinner at the restaurant Pan Chen said, everyone comes. Fang Xinyu said.

"Good!" everyone said in unison.

He slowly closed the notebook and looked up.

Should he go?

It was a meeting of the second class of the sixth grade, a gathering of class members, a gathering of friends. Is he a "friend"?

It wasn't that he hadn't tried to change other people's attitudes towards him, even the girl who had wanted her to reach out.

Anyway, no one will be sad even if they don't go, they will just smile one by one and rejoice, "That guy didn't come". Even if he was invited, isn't it troublesome for Fang Xinyu, @全体成员才幸运的囊括到自己的吗?

But Yang Haohui has an unforgettable scene in his mind, on a summer afternoon, a girl stretched out her white hand to herself, and acacia flowers swept the sky.

The sound of "popping" helped Yang Haohui to return to his soul, and the bread and poached eggs he only took a bite of were in perfect contact with the ground, and unfortunately, Murphy's theorem was perfectly fulfilled, and the side with the egg was printed on the ground, and the yolk was scattered and splashed.

He stared at the "corpse" of breakfast for a minute, sighed, and crouched down to clean up.

"What a waste. He shoved the broken fried eggs into his mouth.

Yang Haohui's heart was in a mess, and he rarely showed irritability or hesitation. But the invitation in the group was like a naughty pebble, constantly making ripples in his calm and waveless heart.

"Is that girl a broom star?" Yang Haohui sullenly swept the egg wash into the trash: "As soon as she comes to annoying things, she will follow." ”

Then, as if reflecting what he was thinking, a slight noise came from the bedroom, what seemed to be a murmur.

And this big trouble...... The broom star is awake.

Yang Haohui hurriedly ran to the bedroom, it wasn't that he was worried about the girl's body, but he found a very serious problem yesterday, this girl was too dirty, and her whole body was black like a coal worker who had just escaped from a mining disaster. Naturally, he couldn't help anyone with the bath, and the most unfortunate thing was that his sheets were still white, if she had just woken up and touched everywhere......

The bed was no longer spared, and he didn't let the carpet under his bed suffer again.

The door opened, and the soft warm breeze stirred the curtains, and the hazy sunlight shone in. The girl didn't wander around in surprise as soon as he thought, she just sat under the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed, looking out the window with a somewhat misty gaze. Her expression was faint, and the sunlight cast a faint shadow on her thin body. Everything is faint, obviously a little girl, but there is a tranquility on her body that people can't bear to break, as if it has been through vicissitudes for a long time.

This brief calm soon ended, Yang Haohui opened the door and entered, the sound of opening the door was not loud, but the girl bounced up like a frightened kitten, but the fever had not subsided, and her weak body and leg injuries prevented her from standing up. She subconsciously touched her side again, but she felt empty, and the sharpened wooden stick had already been thrown away by Yang Haohui.

She was helpless, but she didn't panic. She immediately wrapped herself firmly in the quilt, leaned tightly against the bed, her dirty little face stubbornly raised, and the only pair of eyes that were not blinded by dust flashed with a vigilant and cold light.

Yang Haohui was a little frightened by the girl's overreaction, and at the same time, his eyes also noticed the quilt that was tightly grasped by the girl..... Black paw prints on it.

The two of them stared at each other from a distance, and no one spoke for a while, and the whole room fell into an eerie silence, and finally Yang Haohui opened his mouth first.

Why did you faint at my doorstep?" he asked what he wanted to know most.

The girl didn't react.

"Did the two of us know each other? Why did you find my house?"

No response.

"Please answer positively, or I'll call the police. ”

Still no response.

"Can you ...... Don't grab the cover....... It's a hassle to wash......"

The girl was angry...... Still no response.

Yang Haohui helped his forehead, and if he didn't answer this question, he would at least moo at least if he played the piano to the cow, but the one in front of him seemed to be a rhinoceros.

He is not a very talkative person, after a while, Yang Haohui said: "At least you have to tell me your name, I can't always call you "you".

“....... Mo Meng. ”

The girl hesitated, but finally spoke. The voice is very inconsistent with last night's hoarseness, clear and pleasant, and a little soft, presumably in order not to reveal his true face.

"It's a nice name, my name is Yang Haohui, I'm sorry to tell you yesterday that my surname is Liu. Yang Haohui looked at the hopeless quilt and sighed secretly: "Do you have a family, I'll help you contact it." ”

The girl shook her head, her eyes darkened: "I don't have a family. ”

Yang Haohui's heart trembled slightly.

"And where did you come from, do you remember?"

The dimness in the girl's eyes suddenly froze, and then her eyes seemed to be lit with firewood, and a small stream of Qiji's light scattered out: "I remember, can you help me find it?"

"I can try. Yang Haohui nodded, he firmly believed in Du Niang's strength.

She gasped softly twice and spat out three crisp words.

"Tian Yuan Realm. ”

To be continued......