This little girl is quite temperamental, and when she saw Iman coming over, she didn't say a word to Iman at all, and then she didn't do her homework, and just lay on the bed and read comic books.

Iman didn't feel uncomfortable, and pulled a chair and sat down. She didn't know much English anyway, and she was really afraid that the little girl would ask her about English math questions.

This little girl's room is full of beautiful men from comics, and they look more handsome and sunny than the other.

No wonder she would stare at someone like Cheng Xian, who was still at the age of dreaming.

Iman once had a dream about a man in a cool cloak, riding a white horse, and a little red flower on his chest to marry her.

Every time she thought of this dream, she would feel that she was the happiest princess in the world.

Iman casually opened the book on Huanhuan's desk, but he really couldn't read a word.

I didn't speak for a long time, Huanhuan was probably tired of reading, and suddenly found that Iman was still there, and suddenly felt that I was a little rude to Iman like this, in case she went back and told her eldest brother what to do.

So she had a slightly better attitude towards Iman, and asked tentatively, "Sister, are you the girlfriend of the eldest brother?" ”

Iman was slightly stunned and replied casually: "No." ”

This little girl was happy in her heart, in fact, her psychology is very simple, just like a little girl likes a male star, she knows that it is impossible to get close to him, but deep down she still hopes that he will not talk about girlfriends, not get married and have children, and always keep the feeling that belongs to her.

But Iman added, "But, when he met people, he said he was my boyfriend." ”

Huanhuan felt that her eyes were full of stars, could it be that people from big cities were like this, and their words were full of twists and turns.

She felt that there was nothing left to talk about with Iman, so she picked up the book again and covered her face.

Cheng Xian and Zheng Bo were watching TV in the house, and the two of them were watching the financial channel, which talked about a lot of scriptures for getting rich, all of which were treasures for farmers to get rich.

Cheng Xian didn't speak, and Zheng Bo watched it with relish.

Iman came out with his head drooping, and Uncle Zheng asked enthusiastically: "My daughter's foundation is not too bad, right?" This girl locks herself in her room all day to study, and since you two are here, if you have time, help me enlighten the old man. ”

Iman thought to himself, your daughter is strong, and she is still dreaming. But in order to comfort the old man's heart, she still said that it was okay, in fact, the ghost knows how well she learned, anyway, she said a total of two sentences.

Cheng Xian obviously knew that she was deflated, and pretended not to know, and concentrated on watching his wealth experience.

are so rich, and they still see what they can get rich. Besides, you're not a farmer. Iman said with contempt in his heart.

So he casually said to Cheng Xian: "Cheng Xian, you can also leak your face on the financial channel, you see that the host is very good-looking, you must look better than him when you go up." ”

Cheng Xian raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure you want me to be on the show?" ”

Iman waved his hand, "Forget it, I know you don't have that ability." ”

Cheng Xian pursed his lips and smiled, with a conceited face, "You wait to watch the next episode." ”

Bragging, Iman despised Cheng Xian a little in his heart. And then I forgot about it.

In fact, Iman's world is very simple, as long as the life is peaceful, quiet and stable.

Aunt Zheng also came over after cleaning up, and several people sat together as if they were a family. It's been a long time since I've felt like this.

A long time ago, it was the same when I was in Yi's house, after eating, Sister Jingyan was doing her homework in the room, she was watching TV dramas in the living room, her father was reading the newspaper on the side, and Aunt Yue would sit in the hall for a while after cleaning up, sometimes peeling an apple for Iman, sometimes making a pot of tea for Yilin Zhang.

And Yi's mother Ge Peiyun is recuperating all year round. Iman knew that her mother was sick when she was a child, and when her father was not at home, her mother would take large bottles of tranquilizers, and when she came back, she began to quarrel with her father.

She had depression, and later, she was removed.

Later, when Iman went to see her, she didn't even know Iman anymore.

Everyone else has a mother and a mother's love, but she doesn't have Iman. Aunt Yue is like Iman's own mother, meticulous to the point of bits and pieces.

Iman felt cold in his heart, if only Aunt Yue and they were here.

When he went to bed at night, Iman couldn't sleep anymore and remembered a lot of things from the past. She wasn't a sentimental person, but she thought a lot about it that night.

The wind outside was blowing fiercely, and it came in through the crack in the window, and there was no heating in the room, and the quilt was cold, and Iman's body was curled up together, still not warm.

I was irritable and had insomnia.

So she got up and knocked on the door of the city, and the light in the house was already out, so she probably had slept.

Iman suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart, he was usually used to Chengxian by his side, whether he hated it or not, he took care of everything properly. Now I don't know how to wake him up.

Tell Cheng Xian that she Iman can't sleep, so she came to him if it's warm or not?

It must have been laughed at by Chengxian, and this stunned hand fell in mid-air, and he couldn't knock it anymore.

Cheng Xian heard a knock on the door in the house, and he thought it was Huanhuan's little girl, so he didn't pay attention.

In fact, he left a door for Iman, and if it was Iman, he would definitely push the door in, so he wasn't worried about Iman.

I don't know if the dead girl can sleep alone.

After a long time, there was no sound outside, and Cheng Xian couldn't sleep, he always felt that something was missing, so he got up, and the moment he pushed the door open, he found that there was a person sitting at the door.

Tentatively shouted, "Manman? ”

Iman stood up and looked at Cheng Xian with an aggrieved expression, "I was afraid that you wouldn't dare to go in if you slept, but I really couldn't sleep alone." I'm afraid you'll say I'm useless, I'm afraid ......"

Cheng Xian felt as if a soft place in his heart had been opened, and gently took Iman into his arms, and Iman actually had an urge to cry at this time.

Maybe this hug was too warm, and she had forgotten all the bad things that Chengxian had done before.

Cheng Xian's deep voice came, "Go in, don't be so stupid in the future." ”