I can't think of a title again
Bai Duoduo was helped up by He Sheng, perhaps because the scene just now was too scary, and a trace of fine sweat was already flowing from her forehead.
It's also strange to say, Bai Duoduo never felt that she was a face-looking person. But the moment he raised his eyes and saw He Sheng, the world seemed to stand still.
The young man's clear eyes are crystal clear in this gloomy sky, like a bright light in the dark night, which can sweep away all the haze in people's hearts.
Bai Duoduo admitted that she fell at that moment, and she who had always been rational thinking suddenly switched to emotional thinking in an instant.
"Ah, my glasses." Bai Duoduo took the glasses in He Sheng's hand, and after putting them on, the world became clear.
It stands to reason that without glasses, there should be a dermabrasion function, but Bai Duoduo didn't expect that He Sheng would look better after wearing glasses.
"Thank you, I'll go first." It's like escaping, Bai Duoduo didn't come back, so he ran straight to the examination room.
He Sheng was about to enter the examination room, and he didn't pay any attention to anything.
This is the scene where the two meet.
"So, you fell in love with him just because he picked up a pair of glasses for you?"
Ling Jiu'er's words brought Bai Duoduo back to reality, this girl is really a strange woman.
After hearing this, Bai Duoduo pushed his eyes and said seriously: "It was at that time, and later in the one-week relationship mode of military training, I could also feel that He Sheng was a very good person. ”
This is also true, Ling Jiu'er thinks it is not strange, it starts with appearance, and is loyal to character.
However, Ling Jiu'er felt that this was normal, when He Sheng was still in junior high school, Ling Jiu'er often saw little girls stuffing things into his drawers.
In the few minutes I passed by the corridor to go to the toilet, I saw it countless times, and it was hard to forget.
Anyway, he looks so good-looking and speaks so likable, why doesn't anyone stuff a small note for himself?
Ling Jiu'er puffed out her mouth angrily, even if there was one person, was she so unattractive?
Think about Jiang Yize, the fiancé at home, who stays with so many good-looking female artists every day and works together.
And when he was in school, he didn't even have a decent person who was interested in him, which was too devastating.
In fact, what Ling Jiu'er didn't know was how many rotten peach blossoms her brother Ling Yancheng had blocked for her, and the love letters sent to the family when she was a child were burned by him as soon as possible.
Ling Jiu'er was stunned that she had never personally taken a letter into her hands, so naturally she didn't know that she had so many people who loved her.
"Okay, okay, let's stop talking about He Sheng so much, let's talk about yourself." Ling Jiu'er pulled away from the topic.
Ling Jiu'er thinks that she is not smart, but she feels that she knows very little about He Sheng.
He Sheng was picked up by Gu Bei, that is, in the past year or two, before that, what He Sheng had experienced, he kept silent about Ling Jiu'er.
But it's no wonder that Ling Jiu'er feels that the relationship between him and He Sheng is not so good that he has nothing to talk about, and it is normal for He Sheng not to tell her.
Ling Jiu'er shook her head when she thought of this, asking herself not to think so much, and then chatted with Bai Duoduo very happily.
He Sheng sat under the big tree on the side to enjoy the shade, his eyes focused on their direction, and there was unknown envy in his eyes.
From this time on, He Sheng somehow remembered Song Mingzhe, Song Mingzhe's academic performance was not good, and now he doesn't know which school he was assigned to.
If he were here, he wouldn't be so bored.
He Sheng thought of it like this and sighed, he felt more and more that he couldn't bear to be lonely, not only missing his friends, but now he missed Gu Bei and Aunt Sun, obviously it had only been a week since he left.
I don't know when it started, He Sheng himself felt that he had become very emotional, and after having a warm home, the changes to him were too great.
Even in the past, when his mother was still with him, when he returned home, he didn't often have a warm meal.
It's a bit hard to say, in He Sheng's memory, his mother would bring a different man home every day.
Whenever a strange man came to his house, he didn't need any instructions from his mother, He Sheng would consciously leave that house and run outside to stay.
This habit lasted for a long time......
He Sheng's mother is a beautiful woman, which is why so many men are fascinated by her, He Sheng looks very similar to his mother.
Sometimes, He Sheng even wonders which of so many men is his father.
He also thought about asking his mother, but his mother's indifferent eyes when she looked at him made the young He Sheng winch.
At a very young age, He Sheng was already very sensible and became observant, he just didn't say it.
He Sheng can clearly feel that his mother has no love for him, and he can only provide him with normal food and drink every day.
At that time, He Sheng really wanted very little, he just wanted to have a full meal, for a while, he used to yearn for his mother's love, but he gave up soon after.
Her mother didn't seem to care about her at all, she only cared if the men I came in every day had enough money with them, how could I squeeze more money?
Because there was no warm meal, no hugs from his mother's dear, no cordial greetings, He Sheng could feel that something was missing in his heart.
That day, He Sheng's mother died, and the death was unknown, but He Sheng didn't even shed a tear about it, he just felt very confused.
Looking at his mother's corpse, He Sheng didn't have any emotion in his eyes, he just dialed the police station number, and said to the person in the number in a cold tone: "My mother is dead, can you send someone over to clean up the body?" ”
Maybe it's because He Sheng feels that his mother has offended too many people, so even if his mother's death is unknown, he can still accept it.
He Sheng felt that he was too silent and didn't even want to understand the cause of his mother's death, which also made him fall into deep self-loathing.
Later, He Sheng was taken to the police station, where people told him that his mother died suddenly, He Sheng did not speak, and his eyes were hollow.
He could feel that his mother definitely did not die suddenly, even if this woman smoked and drank a lot of cigarettes and drinks day and night, but her physical fitness should not be so bad.
However, for these, He Shengzhen felt that it didn't matter, he didn't want to expose the lies of this group of policemen.
Under the arrangement of these people, he was taken to an orphanage, and that was the beginning of the nightmare.......
"Hey, He Sheng, assemble." Ling Jiu'er reminded in the team, breaking He Sheng, who was immersed in his own memories.
"Hmm." He Sheng came back to his senses, answered, and quickly returned to the team.
The sunlight shone on the young man's yellowish hair, showing a soft color, He Sheng settled down, and the moment he opened his eyes, the confusion just now disappeared, replaced by expectations for the future.
No matter what you were like before, you have to change now.
What is he?
is the person who has to do the best in everything, Gu Bei's younger brother, Aunt Sun's "little master", and Song Mingzhe's good brother, no longer the little boy who cried in the orphanage in the rainstorm that day.
Thinking like this, there was a little more smile in the corners of He Sheng's eyes, just thinking of them, he seemed to have endless power.
But what He Sheng didn't know was that one day in the future, those people who had brought him warmth, and those he wanted to repay, would be bruised all over his body by him.
"Doot toot!" The instructor blew the red whistle hanging on his chest, "Turn left and go!" ", the instructor shouted, his voice loud and clear.
After a week of training, they finally had to start a formal three-day hiking activity.
This is also the tradition of He Sheng's school over the years, saying that after this kind of devil training, it can strengthen the will of students.
It has to be said that this tradition discourages many top students who want to come to this school, because the intensity of training is too great.
The mountain road over there is very rugged, and the mountain is very steep, and the road is very long, I heard that you can camp and rest until 8:00 in the evening, and the rest of the time is in this walk.
There are many students who have worn out a lot of pairs of shoes because of this, and it is also a nightmare for the seniors in this school.
"Damn, how long do you have to go?"
Ling Jiu'er was too tired to walk, although she fought very badly, but she was actually a weak girl, and her feet were worn out after walking on the mountain road for such a long time.
Because it was the first military training, Ling Jiu'er had little experience.
The other students put something in their shoes to relieve the pressure on their feet, but she didn't put anything down.
"Are you alright?" Bai Duoduo looked at Ling Jiu'er with worried eyes, she had stuffed a lot of cotton pads into her shoes in advance.
Although her physical fitness is not as good as Ling Jiu'er, because she has prepared in advance, her feet are not so painful.
Ling Jiu'er was a little moved to see Duoduo caring about herself so much, but she really didn't want to say that it was okay against her will.
"Foot hurts......." Ling Jiu'er looked pitiful and glanced at her heel, which had been worn out.
Ling Jiu'er is wearing flat shoes today, and she hasn't deliberately worn sneakers, plus she has to climb so many mountain roads, the lethality can be imagined.
Bai Duoduo secretly glanced at the place where the instructor was, saying that the instructor didn't pay attention to it and stuffed something into Ling Jiu'er's hand.
Ling Jiu'er was still a little happy, thinking that Bai Duoduo had given her something like a magic weapon.
Open it up and take a look, this ........ Isn't it an aunt's towel?