"Qiao Luo, I like you!"

In the open space outside the classroom, a tall boy with flowers arranged in the shape of a heart, stood in the middle with a bouquet of roses in one hand and a bullhorn in the other, shouting loudly.

Many students in the classroom heard these voices and poured out.

The boy outside is one of the school's famous school grasses, but there are not a few girlfriends he has made. It seems that this time he has set his sights on new transfer students.

Although Qiao Luo heard it, he still did his homework and didn't pay attention to everything outside.

Now that the school is forbidden to fall in love, this boy's confession with such fanfare is really commendable.

Everyone was whistling and watching with interest.

The boy saw that Qiao Luo had not come out, and spoke his confession affectionately.

"Little Liu, go down and beat that person to me."

On the edge of the window, Yan Sihao leaned on the railing and looked coldly at the boy below and said.

"Okay!"

After hearing this, the boy went downstairs in a menacing manner.

Flowers were scattered all over the ground, and by the time the teacher came, the boy had already been beaten and his nose was swollen and he couldn't see his face clearly.

But the identity of the person who can play with Yan Sihao is generally not simple, the principal raised his glasses, these things are still the most appropriate to make the big small.

After this incident, Yan Sihao really had a crisis for the first time.

He turned his head to look at Qiao Luo, who was studying seriously, and secretly made up his mind in his heart.

Since then, as soon as Qiao Luo walks into the classroom every morning, he can see the exquisite breakfast under the table, and it is not the same every day.

Qiao Luo stood in place and was stunned, and immediately turned around and threw it in the trash can not far away.

Yan Sihao was busy playing basketball with his brothers recently, so he didn't notice this, and only thought that Qiao Luo accepted his things.

It wasn't until the basketball game was over that he saw Qiao Luo throw the breakfast he had secretly placed under her desk into the trash.

"Why did you throw it away?"

Yan Sihao said a little angry and a little aggrieved.

"You sent it?"

Qiao Luo saw his expression and understood something. She always thought it was the boys who did it again.

"Yes...... I hear your stomach growl in the morning, so I want to get you a copy every day......"

Yan Sihao nodded with a red face and said, but his heart was in a hurry at the moment, obviously he shouldn't have said so.

"You like me?"

Qiao Luo looked at him with an affirmative sentence.

"Right"

Yan Sihao raised his head when he heard this, and said very seriously.

Anyway, it's time to come to this point, so just admit it.

"Let's be friends."

After a long time, Qiao Luo said lightly, and then turned to leave.

Yan Sihao stood in place stunned, was this a disguised rejection of him?

My heart hurts......

Qiao Luo turned the corner and walked into the darkness, and closed his eyes a little dimly.

At this time, although it is autumn, the weather is still a little hot.

But by this time she was already wearing long sleeves.

Qiao Luo gently rolled up his sleeves and looked up along his white and slender fingers, the bruises on his entire arm were miserable.

But when he walked into the classroom the next day, Qiao Luo found that he still had breakfast under his desk.

"That's what I'm happy to do, and you don't care."

Under the sun, Yan Sihao said very seriously, but his eyes never dared to look at Qiao Luo.

Qiao Luo didn't speak, what she heard the most since she entered the school was Yan Sihao, skipping class, fighting, relying on her family background to insult teachers and bully classmates at will, and trample on girls' minds at will, how hateful it is.

But Yan Sihao, who was standing in front of her at the moment, was a Yan Sihao with eyes full of eyes that could only accommodate her.

"In return, I'll make it up for you."

Qiao Luo suddenly raised his face and said with a smile under Yan Sihao's stunned gaze.

Just let yourself be willful......

In class, the whole class looked at Yan Sihao sitting in his position with a surprised face, listening to the class and taking notes seriously.

Qiao Luo was still on the side, reminding him from time to time where he should go.

For her urging, Yan Sihao didn't have any anger at all, and did whatever he wanted.

Obviously, this effect is very effective, and during the monthly exam, Yan Sihao's performance has improved significantly.

Later, that serious energy went directly to the top few, and Father Yan almost fell to the ground when he saw these report cards.

On the eve of Chinese New Year's Eve, Yan Sihao sat in the room for a day.

He felt that Qiao Luo also had him in his heart.

He didn't want to leave regrets, and with this realization, he picked up the phone.

In the cold and damp room, Qiao Luo's body was drenched.

She wiped her hair with a dry towel, and the corners of the floor were full of wine bottles, and the whole room was filled with a foul smell of wine.

That's when her phone rang.

"Qiao Luo, my Yan Sihao likes you very much."

There seemed to be the sound of fireworks going off on the phone.

"Qiao Luo, do you want to accept my confession this time?"

Yan Sihao shouted loudly again, and only his shallow breathing was left.

Tears flashed in Qiao Luo's eyes, and the fingers holding the phone clenched uncontrollably.

"Good"

She heard her own voice.

In fact, in the time he was chasing for so many days, he was not tempted.

But this time, from the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to miss it.

The next period of time was Qiao Luo's happiest day, but then it also stopped on the eve of the college entrance examination.

"Joe Falls !!!"

In the heavy rain, only Yan Sihao's collapse cry could be seen.

In 2021 –

Qiao Luo and Yan Sihao have been married for three years, and they have two children in these three years, each of whom is lively and healthy.

Yan Sihao has developed the Yan family better and better, and Qiao Luo has also withdrawn from the entertainment industry, and it was an accident that she came into contact with this circle.

On the day of the Qingming Festival, Qiao Luo and Yan Sihao took their two children to the cemetery together.

Qiao Luo looked at the face of his mother in the photo.

This woman has been living a difficult life all her life, and now this time can be regarded as a good rest.

She has had a father named Qiao Qi since she was a child. The first few years were fine, but later they lost almost all their money because of debts and gambling.

Qiao Qi, who has no money, is addicted to alcohol, and beats and scolds her and her mother at every turn.

At that time, they lived in the middle of nowhere, and because of Qiao Qi's irritable personality, there was no one to make friends with them.

But my mother loves Qiao Qi very much, and even if she was almost killed, she didn't fight back.

Until the night before the college entrance examination, the weather was a little hot.

Qiao Qi returned home drunk again.

At that time, she was still reviewing the last materials, and there was an electric fan blowing in her room on a hot summer day.

She didn't know that Qiao Qi, who was secretly looking at her from behind the door, and his eyes were getting more and more wrong.

It wasn't until the moment she was tightly hugged by Qiao Qi that she realized something, and endless fear instantly surged all over her body.

"What the are you...... As beautiful as your mother......"

Qiao Qi spitted expletives in his mouth and pressed her to the bed.

She struggled in fear, but she had no ability to resist.

Before she was about to completely despair, Qiao Qi's ammonium suddenly stopped moving.

Blood dripped down his forehead and onto Qiao Luo's face.

Qiao Qi fell to the side, and she looked back, her mother was standing behind with a hammer with a pale face.

"Luoluo...... Let's go! ”

Mom looked at her in horror and said.

Qiao Qi was lying motionless on the ground, and none of them had the courage to see if he was dead or not.

"Good"

Qiao Luo nodded solemnly, if he didn't leave, his mother would be all over.

Before it was too late to say a final goodbye to Yan Sihao, the mother and daughter left this place overnight.

After leaving here, Qiao Luo could think of Yan Sihao's resentment towards him, and he didn't have the courage to contact him.

Later, Joe landed in a new place, because of his good academic performance, he went to college and studied abroad.

My mother was mentally ill at that time, and her condition was getting worse and worse.

I didn't close my eyes until the eve of my return.

"Go find him."

Before dying, her mother said to her with a smile. No matter how good people confessed to her over the years, she never had a single temptation, just because she still had that teenager in her heart.

Her mom always knew.

After returning to China, she didn't inquire about Qiao Qi's ammonium, and she didn't know whether he was alive or dead, maybe if he died, maybe he would live well in another place, but none of this had anything to do with her.

"It's okay, my husband will take good care of you."

Yan Sihao looked at Qiao Luo's sad magic, kissed her and said.

After all, they had never known Qiao Luo back then, otherwise they would not have missed so many years.

Thankfully, she was willing to come back to him.

"Let's go"

Qiao Luo said with a smile, she is very happy now.

The car stopped on the side of the road halfway, and Qiao Luo looked outside.

At a glance, she saw a beggar dressed in rags outside.

"Hurry up and get out of here! You crazy old man. ”

Passers-by saw him retreat in disgust and cursed.

The beggar didn't have any other expression, just raised the broken bowl in his hand and giggled happily.

Qiao Luo unconsciously clenched her hands, although so many years had passed, she could still see at a glance that this person was Qiao Qi Ammonium.

"Mom, we're back."

The door opened, and the two children got inside.

"What are you looking at?"

Yan Sihao, who came back with two children shopping for things, looked outside with some doubts.

"Nothing."

Qiao Luo let go of his hand and said lightly.

The car passed by the smirking Qiao Qi, and Qiao Luo did not look back.

"I will call him every month, and you will help me take good care of him."

A month later, in the nursing home, Qiao Luo looked at Qiao Qi in the room and said, she still can't bear it, but she will never forgive this man who made her mother suffer all her life.

"Okay."

The caregiver next to him said.

"Dad, this time it's really goodbye."

Qiao Luo looked inside through the glass and said softly.

"Why did you go for so long?"

Outside, Yan Sihao said while holding the two children.

"Why are you still tired?"

Qiao Luo squinted at him and said.

"No, no."

Yan Sihao hurriedly confessed.

"Coming Home"

Qiao Luo took his hand.

A family of four walked all the way forward in the sunshine.