Chapter 10 The baby fat has just faded, and the words "I'm a bad person" are almost written on my face

Sure enough, she is still the fat rabbit with sharp teeth and a little unforgiving, brave and fresh.

After class, Liu Hui happily ran out of the classroom, leaned on the window of the corridor, looked at Fu Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, you are so good, I didn't expect you to speak English so well." ”

When he said this, Liu Hui's deer eyes were shining, and the whole person smiled, warm and soft, that look, proud and proud, full of little warm man.

Fu Qingqing liked him the most, revealing shallow dimples, trying to keep a low profile, and the corners of his eyes were full of pride, and he tried to be as calm as possible: "Little case, little case." ”

In that way, don't worship brother with a face, brother is just a sense of déjà vu of legend.

Liu Hui looked at her and admired her even more. He also deliberately got up an hour early today and went to the Internet café to check Fu Zheyan's information, only then did he know that Fu Qingqing's father was indeed Fu Zheyan, and he also probably understood the inside story of his parents' divorce, but he didn't expect that she experienced such a thing at a young age. Thinking of this, he felt even more sorry for Fu Qingqing, and secretly swore in his heart that he would definitely protect her, just as she protected him.

The young feelings are pure and beautiful, probably because they are too pure, like crystals, which can't withstand the slightest impact.

It's just that Liu Hui didn't know at that time, he thought that he and Fu Qingqing would be friends for life and love each other forever.

It was an era ruled by 3G communications, most people still had mobile phones that could only make calls and send text messages, those who had computers at home were rich people, and ordinary children's children could only go to Internet cafes to play games, listen to songs, and watch movies.

Fu Qingqing and Liu Hui also like to go to Internet cafes, Liu Hui likes to play games, but Fu Qingqing just wants to listen to songs and watch movies.

But such benefits are only available after school on Fridays, because there is no need to rush to do homework, and Liu Hui has a mobile phone that his mother gave him during the summer vacation, and his grandmother paid for a memory card, instinctively wanting him to download English on the computer to listen, and as a result, he is full of the most popular music at the moment.

Every week, they delete the music from the memory card and replace it with new music.

The Internet café they frequented was diagonally across from them, and the two went home to change their clothes, trying to act like a big child, and entered the Internet café.

Because they were acquaintances, the boss said very kindly, and after receiving the money, he handed them the paper with the password written.

The environment of the Internet café is not good, the curtains are drawn, the air is filled with a thick smell, the weather is hot, although the air conditioner is turning hard, but it still can't stop the enthusiasm exuded by countless computers and people who focus on playing games.

When the two arrived at the corner where they frequented, Liu Hui opened the curtains a little, opened the window slightly, pulled out a chair for Fu Qingqing to sit, and then sat on another chair by himself.

Liu Hui is good-looking, he wears a white T-shirt and simple jeans, which makes him more white and delicate. There were also other students in the Internet café, especially girls, who looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, looking ashamed. The senior students are very bold.,Blatantly ask him for a QQ number.,Basically, he gave it all.,Anyway, he usually doesn't have the conditions to go on QQ.,It's hard to come to the Internet café to play games.,Don't pay much attention to the news.。

Liu Hui turned on the machine and boarded his QQ, the sound of the man coughing and the sound of the penguin shaking was endless.

Fu Qingqing glanced at it subconsciously, her complicated eyes were sad and sad.

Who made her fat? In addition to school uniforms, only sportswear can stuff her increasingly swollen body, a fat destroys everything, girls look down on her, boys disdain to look at her, miserable beyond words.

The only consolation is that she has Liu Hui, the little brother, before and after the saddle, which satisfies her vanity a little.

Liu Hui took down the memory card of the phone and handed it to Fu Qingqing, "You download the song." My mom called me 300 yuan yesterday, isn't your birthday coming soon, I'll buy an MP4 for you, so you can download your favorite MVs and movies. ”

"You keep it, grandma is not in good health, not every meal can be made, you can keep it for dinner. Give the rest to grandma and let her buy some fruit to eat, the fruit is nutritious. ”

Although Dad gives Grandma living expenses and child support to him every month, it is enough to spend, but it can't save much. In the past few months, the woman began to behave again, saying that she was pregnant and could not go to work, and that she wanted to reduce his child support.

Thinking of this, Liu Hui's little face collapsed again, and his fingers skillfully clicked on the interface of the game.

Of course, compared to Liu Hui, Fu Qingqing is even poorer. At least Liu Hui will pay a fixed amount of child support, his grandmother will subsidize him, and his mother will also give a little from time to time. But she has nothing to do except for 200 yuan a month for food.

In fact, 200 is not less, a bowl of cold skin only costs one dollar, and a bun costs five cents, which is more than enough for dinner.

But my mother is not at home from time to time, in addition to buying food, she also has to buy stationery, snacks, and occasionally want to buy a toy or something.

Ay! It's hard to die without money.

Because of the money, the mood of the two is obviously not high, and Fu Qingqing wants to go back after downloading the song.

The two got off the net and walked out of the Internet café.

It was not yet completely dark outside, and in the golden autumn of October, the leaves on the side of the road were slightly yellow, and a gust of wind blew, which was a little cold.

Liu Hui hugged his arm and sniffed, "Let's go to my house for dinner tonight, my grandmother made braised pork." ”

Eight of Fu Qingqing's ten dinners were at Liu Hui's house, and Grandma Liu was very good, and she greeted her with a smile every time. I used to be glad that I felt that I had a place to eat. But as she got older, she knew that it was not a good thing to trouble others, and she was really embarrassed to go again.

Fu Qingqing shook her head, "My mother is back tonight, you can eat." ”

"Your mom is coming back." Liu Hui was happy for Fu Qingqing, Aunt Feng's small clinic has been doing very well recently, and it should have recruited another person, but in order to save money, Feng Chenchen could only stay there day and night.

"Hmm." Fu Qingqing nodded.

"Little brother in front, sister, please eat KFC." A half-smiling joking voice came.

It was an era when KFC was rampant, and the student party was proud to have eaten KFC, and those with good family conditions often went to eat, ordinary people ate occasionally, and those with poor conditions could only save money to eat.

Anyway, I have to eat anyway, so that I can show off to my table when I go to school, I went to eat KFC yesterday, chicken thighs, hamburgers are delicious.

It turns out that good-looking people will be given preferential treatment from birth to old age and death, but this preferential treatment is sometimes benevolent, and more often it is malicious. For example, now, Fu Qingqing has the illusion that Liu Hui is a red face and a disaster.

When the two turned around, they saw three girls walking towards them, they were thirteen or fourteen years old, their hair was dyed like peacocks, it was autumn, but they were still wearing miniskirts, and they were hanging on their faces, and the baby fat had just faded on their faces, and the words I was a bad person were almost written, a typical image of a problem girl.