The old one-bedroom house has an old structure, and the wooden floor will make a "squeak" sound when walking.

One room, belonging to Ji Qing,

The first hall is the living room, the dining room, and the place where Huang Mao rests at night.

Huang Mao and Ji Qing have been living together like this for more than two years.

When Huang Mao was ten years old, his father decided to remarry. When Huang Mao learned about it, he vowed to stir up the matter.

Mom had a difficult birth because she gave birth to him, did Dad forget about her so quickly?

Doesn't he know that stepmothers will abuse children on the surface of kindness and behind their backs? That's how it is played on TV.

On that day, eight-year-old Ji Qing followed a woman to the world of yellow hair.

The girl was very tall, with honey-colored skin, melancholy eyes, and a sense of youthful maturity, not at all like an eight-year-old child.

For a moment, Huang Mao's mouth opened slightly, his eyes widened, and there was a hazy excitement and shyness permeating his body.

Not only did he not embarrass the woman, but he showed a little support, and called her "Auntie".

Later, the woman married his father, and Huang Mao did not change his words.

The woman spent a lot of thought asking Huang Mao to call herself "Mom", but Huang Mao just didn't call.

He and Qingqing are not related by blood at all, so when they are called, won't the two become brother and sister? Subconsciously, Huang Mao refused to be Ji Qing's brother.

The new family was only in harmony for less than five years, and Huang Mao's father had an accident at the construction site and was stoned to death on the spot. Also in the accident was Qi Xing's father, who did not die, was seriously injured, and has been lying in bed ever since.

Ji Qing's mother also sighed at the time: "If you live like this, the money you lose is not enough to treat the disease, it is a bottomless pit." It's better to die happily, and it's a hundred. ”

"Mom! Are you talking about people? Ji Qing was very angry when she heard this, and had a big quarrel with her mother.

Within a few days, Ji Qing's mother ran away with the compensation money.

Yes, she took away the money that the yellow-haired father bought with his life, but left behind his son, as well as her own own daughter.

Only one envelope was left, and there was a letter in it, saying that he had a hard time and would definitely come back to pick them up in the future to live a good life.

There was also a meager wad of money, a total of eight hundred dollars. Two children with no source of income, how long can 800 yuan last?

At that time, Ji Qing had just entered the first year of junior high school, and Huang Mao was only a junior high school student and was about to face the high school entrance examination. Huang Mao's grades are not very good, and he is still very promising to be admitted to high school.

The day before the high school entrance examination, Huang Mao had insomnia. He smoked all night and didn't show up in the exam room the next day.

He first followed people to flip that kind of colored film, although it was not serious, but he could make quick money. At least, I can afford to support myself and Qingqing.

The yellow-haired man is tall, flexible, and righteous. In that half a year, he hid in Tibet, frightened, and squatted twice, and finally saved a small pot of gold.

So he took a few brothers out to open a mobile phone store, usually repairing mobile phones for people, and trading in some old ones. Those sidelines and illegal deeds are never done again.

Not for anything else, just for that time when he came out of the bureau, Qingqing was waiting for him at the door. Her eyes were complicated, anxious, guilty, and a faint disdain that could not be concealed no matter how much she concealed it.

That gentle glance fell, and Huang Mao, who thought he was not afraid of heaven and earth, suddenly panicked.

If this continues, Qingqing will look down on him completely, right? This will be a devastating blow to Huang Mao than the sky falling.

Therefore, Huang Mao is completely "good".

Usually, the brothers would go to a nearby school to scare the students so that they would not go anywhere else to fix their phones.

As a result of these "intimidations", students account for the majority of the customers of mobile phone stores.

As for extortion and bullying of students, there is absolutely no such thing.

Even once, when he saw a little four-eyed always bring his classmates to patronize, Huang Mao also asked his brother to buy a big chicken steak for the little four-eye as a reward.

In short, Huang Mao runs a mobile phone store with his brothers, and he can't make a fortune, but there is no problem with life.

will dress up in a sassy manner, just to look bad to mess with, otherwise those people in society will pick their teeth and hold their arms to collect protection money.

So stopping Hua Lan and them that day was purely to scare them and breathe a sigh of relief for Ji Qing.

In broad daylight, can you really scratch someone's face? Huang Mao is not afraid of causing trouble, but who will take care of Qingqing if he causes trouble? What will Qingqing think of him?

Thinking of Qi Xing's sudden appearance that day, Huang Mao's face turned cold.

This kid, knowing that he wouldn't really do it, was so nervous to follow over to maintain it. Did he have a crush on that little man?

Qingqing is so good, he likes him so much, he has a conscience for the dog, and he will always be so indifferent when he is blind.

Speaking of which, Huang Mao and Qi Xing were both native children in the alley, who had been in the same class since kindergarten, grew up together with bare butts, and were also friends who called brothers and sisters.

With the arrival of Ji Qing, as Ji Qing always followed Qi Xing like a little tail, and as Qi Xing continued to study, Huang Mao stepped into society early...... The two drifted apart.

It was late at night, and Ji Qing, who maintained the regular schedule of athletes, had already slept.

Huang Mao held a cigarette between them, looking through the somewhat leaky wooden window at the narrow and empty bluestone pavement below.

It was silent and dim, only the little scarlet stubbornly burning on his fingertips, but it couldn't illuminate his melancholy heart.

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This night, Bolan also couldn't sleep.

After finding her goal in life, she was inevitably excited, and her mind was full of thinking: how can she successfully join the school girls' basketball team?

The Chinese nation has always played small balls better than big balls. Looking at the world, the basketball level of China can only be regarded as midstream.

However, Beijing is the capital of China, and it is a place with a strong cultural atmosphere in all aspects such as economy, sports, and humanities. In each middle school, there are not only men's basketball teams, but also girls' basketball teams, and there are also junior high and high school divisions.

Every year, there is also an intercollegiate basketball tournament.

The high school boys' basketball league has just ended, and the junior high school girls' basketball league will start soon.

If she wants to realize her dream of "slam dunk" for Hua Lan, she naturally has to join the team first.

Bolan couldn't help but get up and check whether the attached black card had been put in her school bag.

Tomorrow, let's try to influence the coach of the school's girls' basketball team with a sincere heart, and if you are rejected, then try to corrupt it with all evil money.

I hope it works.

Sleepiness gradually came, and Bolan closed her eyes.

The next day, Bolan carried her big schoolbag and happily jumped into the school gate—

No way, in this world, Hua Lan's soul power is too strong, and Bolan always can't help but be so innocent, lively, cute and naïve.

"Hua Lan, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The voice of the smiling flesh sounded.