The broad-shouldered-legged boy stood at the entrance of the courtyard, he stopped for a few seconds, then suddenly turned around and ran.

Wen Fengmian was stunned for a moment, and shouted loudly: "The more you heal, what are you running?" ”

And the boy has run away.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Wen Fengmian was angry, and couldn't help coughing again: "Look at it, why did he run away as soon as you came back?" ”

"You're not well, go in first." Ying Zijin patted him on the back, "I'll take a look." ”

Yue Yue is Wen Fengmian's biological son, whose name is Wen Tinglan, because he was sick when he was a child, he has such a nickname.

They are not brothers and sisters, but the affection between them is deeper than that of brothers and sisters.

"It's ...... young," Wen Fengmian stopped talking, and sighed for a while, "It's okay." ”

He smiled again, his eyebrows and eyes elegant: "I'll cook for you, and I'll be able to eat when I come back in a while." ”

Yingzi shook his head: "You can only cook rice balls." ”

Don't even think about it.

The medicinal herbs here are too short, and she needs to regulate Wen Fengmian's body from all aspects.

Wen Fengmian coughed lightly, not very comfortable: "Dad knows, you go and heal." ”

There is a big posture of rushing people.

"If I wait until I come back and find that—" Ying Zijin casually glanced at the kitchen, and his tone was quite gentle, "You know what to do." ”

Wen Fengmian, who suddenly felt that her daughter seemed to have become fierce when she came back this time: "......"

He was half helpless, half funny: "Okay, dad listen to you." ”

Ying Zijin nodded, and then left.

Looking at the girl's distant back, Wen Fengmian sighed softly, his mood was very complicated, and there was red around his eyes.

How could he not see that she had lost a lot of weight when she came back this time.

In the past, his family was poor, but he would not suffer from the food of his two children.

After returning to Ying's house, what happened?

Didn't the Ying family say at the time that they would take her back to live a good life?

Wen Fengmian frowned, pressed his chest and coughed again, very worried.

**

When Ying Zijin found Wen Tinglan, he stood alone by the river, silently watching the fireworks in the distance, his eyes were pitch black and the waves were still.

The night was heavy and the breeze was gusting.

The surface of the river is covered with a thin layer of ice, reflecting the full moon.

The young man is like the wind, and his back is straight.

Dressed in white and black pants, he has a noble temperament.

It's the kind of school girl who will be tempted.

Ying Zijin stepped forward, took out a lollipop from his pocket, and handed it to him: "Peach-flavored." ”

But Wen Tinglan didn't answer, and he didn't even move.

He was laughing, and the laughter was very cold and cold: "I thought you would never come back in this life, what are you coming back for?" ”

Didn't wait for an answer.

After waiting for ten minutes, the boy turned his head, his eyebrows cold.

But when he looked at it so closely, his eyes changed.

The girl's body was noticeably thinner than it had been a year earlier, and by the moonlight he could see the pinholes in her arms.

Dense, many, countless.

Originally, it wasn't obvious, but because her skin was sickly white, it became clearer.

Shocking.

Wen Tinglan's body froze, he looked at those pinholes in a daze, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse: "Sister, you ...... Sick? ”

She didn't come back for a year, it turned out because she was sick?

Ying Zijin didn't answer, took out the lollipop again, and raised his eyebrows: "Not angry?" ”

Her younger brother had a very serious personality disorder because of something and refused to communicate with the outside world.

It didn't get better until he was ten years old, but it also caused him to be cold and introverted.

In the first few days, Wen Fengmian couldn't get close to him.

The year she has not heard from him has done him a lot of damage.

Watching the sea and listening to the wind rise, soaring up to 90,000 miles.

Wen Tinglan, this name pins high hopes on Wen Fengmian.

"What's going on?" Wen Tinglan still didn't answer, his eyes were dark, "Sister, the Ying family treats you badly?" What did they do? ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Ying Zijin kicked the stones on the ground and smiled faintly, "You study hard, don't worry about other things." ”

Wen Tinglan has been a genius since he was a child, but because of his frailty, he didn't start going to school until he was thirteen years old, and even so, he jumped several levels.

One year younger than her, she is already in her third year of high school this year, and she will take the college entrance examination in June.

Hearing this, Wen Tinglan's lips tightened, his arm trembled, and he took the lollipop.

Tear open the candy wrapper, put it in your mouth and bite into pieces.

It's sweet, the same as before, but his heart is inexplicably blocked.

Even after all this time, he will never forget the ugly faces of those people a year ago.

"What Wen Zijin? Zijin is the daughter of our Ying family, and naturally her surname is Ying, so don't mess with the relationship. ”

"If the students of Qingzhi knew that she had a farmer father and brother, what would they think of her?"

"This is 100,000, forget that you have a daughter, she will not see you in the future, you will only drag her back, understand?"

Then, his sister really didn't come back for a year, not even a phone.

He waited and waited and waited until he gave up.

He thought that after she went to Shanghai, he had forgotten about them.

Now it seems that it is clear that the Ying family has done something, and she is not doing well.

Wen Tinglan pursed her lips again and whispered, "Sister, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have complained about you." ”

He knew that he had a mental illness and was angry, but he couldn't control it.

The boy's head hung slightly, his fingers clenched.

He tried to change.

He really wanted to be a normal person.

"I don't blame you." Ying Zijin put his hands in his pockets, "Go back, Dad should be in a hurry." ”

As soon as the knot in his heart was untied, Wen Tinglan's tense body relaxed, and as he had done for more than ten years before, he said homely: "I actually didn't have class this afternoon, so I asked for leave." ”

Ying Zijin bowed slightly: "Ran to the market in the city to buy meat?" ”

"Hmm." Wen Tinglan was silent and said lightly, "Dad's health is getting worse and worse, and I want to make up for him." ”

Normally, even if there is meat to eat, Wen Fengmian will not move a bite.

Ying Zijin thought for a while: "Then have you thought about which university to go to?" ”

"Yes." Speaking of this, there was a shallow light floating in the young man's dark eyes, brighter than the stars and moon, "Sister, I want to be admitted to Imperial Capital University." ”

Imperial Capital University, the number one university in China, is a university that thousands of students want to enter.

Ying Zijin was not surprised by this answer, with Wen Tinglan's ability, even if he didn't have enough learning resources, he could easily pass the exam.

Wen Tinglan said: "However, in fact, I want to go to Norton University the most, but I can't go without a letter of recommendation written by the president himself." ”

Ying Zijin looked stunned: "What university?" ”

"Norton University." Wen Tinglan thought she didn't know, so she took out her mobile phone and searched for the encyclopedia entry to show her, "That's it, the QS World University Ranking No. 1 has not changed." ”

Ying Zijin looked at the screen and fell silent.

She always felt that after she came back this time, there were a lot of things that were wrong.

The Laurent family opened the bank all over the world, after all, the people who cut the door make money quickly.

How can a madman who only studies theology still be able to open a university to the first place in the world?