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These days, Bai Ziyuan is also having trouble sleeping.

The confession that day was not impulsive, he thought a lot before confessing, and he felt that if he didn't say what he thought in his heart, he would be suffocated to death.

The video of Chunxiao subduing the gangsters and being injured was very popular on the Internet, and his mother also saw it, at that time his mother pointed to Li Shengwei and Na Chunxiao and said, "I have always felt that it is strange that this kid of the Li family does not even have a girlfriend at such an age, and the elders of the Li family are really big-hearted, so let your classmate live with such a young man in his twenties, and it is strange if nothing happens." ”

He listened to this in his heart, went back to the room and watched the video repeatedly, and the more he watched it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Li Shengwei's eyes were very wrong when he looked at Chunxiao, saying that there was nothing between them, who believed it?

He was almost crazy with jealousy, he also wanted to hold Na Chunxiao in his arms without scruples like Li Shengwei, and he also wanted to eat the meals she made by herself every day, and he also wanted to see her and hear her voice every day.

He no longer doubts his feelings for Na Chunxiao, this feeling is like an inflated balloon, constantly expanding and expanding, if it is not released again, it will definitely explode in his heart.

So, when Zhang Xuemei asked him if he wanted to come to see Na Chunxiao together, he responded without hesitation, and still made a draft in his heart, saying all the words that were held in his heart.

It's just that things are not as smooth as imagined, and at a critical time, Li Shengwei appeared.

That Chunxiao's cautious attitude towards Li Shengwei was very bitter in his eyes. If he had only suspected that Li Shengwei had feelings for Na Chunxiao unilaterally. Then now he can be sure that Chunxiao is not the same to Li Shengwei.

They are consensual.

It's a terrible conjecture. But he had to face it squarely.

At first, he thought about giving up. But he couldn't do it, his mind was full of that Chunxiao, he couldn't sleep, he couldn't read books, he didn't even dare to think that if one day his life suddenly disappeared from this one that had hurt him and frustrated him. When his wounds slowly healed, he appeared in front of him again, and he was impressed by what the little girl who had left him with deep feet in mud would become of herself.

No one knows what the future holds. But at this moment, he was very sure that he couldn't let go. It's himself who doesn't have a chance, and he can't ask Na Chunxiao to do anything. So. You can only regress on your own.

He thought that they were still young, as long as he looked at her silently, maybe one day he would not have to be woken up by others, and he himself would understand that she was just a cloud floating in his youth, and it would eventually go away.

This year's August was exceptionally hot, at nine o'clock in the morning. The sun was already strong and the air conditioning was turned on in the room. But it still gives people a stuffy feeling.

Na Chunxiao sat quietly at the desk practicing foreign language listening, and after completing a set of questions, she moved her somewhat stiff body, and was about to answer a pair, when she suddenly saw the mobile phone on the corner of the table flashing.

In order not to be disturbed, she would turn her mobile phone on silent when she was doing the questions, and she didn't even turn on the vibration, so she wouldn't notice the incoming calls or text messages at all.

When I picked up my phone, I saw that it was Zhang Xuemei calling.

"Then Chunxiao, what are you doing? Come down and pick me up, I was stopped by the doorman of your neighborhood and said that he wouldn't let me in. Zhang Xuemei said angrily.

Na Chunxiao didn't have time to ask carefully, so she hurriedly responded, and when she hung up the phone, she found that there were more than a dozen missed calls on her mobile phone, all of which were from Zhang Xuemei, and the earliest call was now more than an hour.

"Chunxiao, what's the matter with the doorman in your community, didn't you tell them before that I could come in and out casually, why don't you let me in now?" When she was walking home, Zhang Xuemei, who was waiting impatiently, began to nag.

That Chunxiao naturally didn't say it because Li Shengwei felt that it was not safe for the security guards to let people in casually, so he specially told others to strengthen the guards.

"I don't know what happened in the community, but they are more vigilant," she said casually.

When she got home, Zhang Xuemei drank two large glasses of water before she came over, and Chunxiao brought her ice cream and fruit to her, and she finally didn't complain.

"Why did you come here today?" After finishing the work, Na Chunxiao sat down and asked suspiciously.

"My parents quarreled, I was annoyed at home, I couldn't do anything, so I ran out," Zhang Xuemei said while eating ice cream, hanging her head slightly.

That Chunxiao couldn't see her expression, but it definitely wouldn't look good when she thought about it. She was embarrassed to ask more about other people's family affairs, and she didn't know how to comfort her, so she was silent for a while.

"Man, there's not a good thing!" Suddenly, Zhang Xuemei angrily put the half-eaten ice cream on the coffee table, and said with red eyes: "Chunxiao, I feel uncomfortable, I tell you that you don't laugh at me." ”

"No, no", Na Chunxiao shook her head hurriedly, took out the tissue first, and prepared to hand it to her at any time.

"My dad was arrested for prostitution, and he was just released yesterday. My mother said a few words to him, and he was not happy, saying that my mother was ugly, that my mother smelled of pickles, and that she wanted to vomit when she smelled it. Why didn't he say that if it weren't for my mother going to the factory every day to cook pickles, he wouldn't even have any money for prostitution! My mom is a fool, this is not the first time, and she plans to turn a blind eye, and she will not die until my dad brings a goblin back! Zhang Xuemei said angrily and sadly.

Her eyes were always red, but no tears fell, and every time she mentioned her father, the hatred on her face was unconcealed.

Na Chunxiao didn't know much about Zhang Xuemei's family situation, and knew that Zhang's mother worked in a pickle factory, and she worked very hard every day, but she didn't earn much. She had never heard Zhang Xuemei say what her father did, and Zhang Xuemei rarely mentioned her father in front of her.

Zhang Xuemei was really uncomfortable with so many things in her heart, and the topic had a beginning, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about, she simply poured out all the depression in her heart.

Zhang's father was a famous local beautiful man when he was young, and he couldn't starve to death without doing anything, and later married the down-to-earth and capable mother Zhang under the arrangement of his parents. Zhang's mother is not beautiful, and Zhang's father has always looked down on her. After marriage, the life of the two was not happy, and Zhang's father got involved with the widow in the factory when Zhang's mother was pregnant with Zhang Xuemei. Zhang's mother is a cowardly woman, she hates her husband's behavior, but she doesn't dare to tear her face with him to the point where she can't end it, so she only swallows all the bitterness in her stomach.

Zhang's mother's forbearance only brought Zhang's father more unscrupulous behavior, he was idle all day long, and spent all day drinking with Zhang's mother's hard-earned money. Now that he is old, there are no more women to post, and he is restless, so he often looks for young ladies, and he has entered the public security bureau no less than ten times, and he has become famous among them.

"He doesn't have a face for himself, my mother and I still have a face, you say he looks like this, how can I live there with my mother?" Tears finally fell, but she didn't take the tissue handed over by Chunxiao, snorted stubbornly, and continued: "Sometimes I just think, he just died, just me and my mother live a good life, and no one will point a finger at us." (To be continued......)

PS: The prototype of the character Xuemei is Anu's high school classmate, and the reality is far more dramatic than the novel.