"Heartache?"

"Well, it's really an inexplicable heartache, did you beat me before?"

An Xiaoxi couldn't figure out where the depressed and congested feeling in her heart came from, but as soon as she read the three words Qiao Wenhan, it became obvious.

"Fool, think too much, my name was chosen by the master at a great price, and it makes your heart ache. I see you're just brain-burned, hurry up and go to bed! I'll read it tomorrow. ”

Qiao Wenhan forcibly endured the guilt in his heart and comforted An Xiaoxi with his special mockery mode.

"But I read Su Chenfeng a lot today, and Qiao Wenhan has only read it a dozen times, will you feel very disadvantaged."

"Sleep, sleep, what a childish ghost, who cares so much?"

"You were pretty calculating."

An Xiaoxi stuck out her tongue, indicating that she was speechless.

"I'm worried that it's to tease you, hurry up and go to bed, otherwise your brain is not good, your skin is not good, and no one will want it in the future."

"Okay, then I'll read it again tomorrow and help you make up for today."

An Xiaoxi said these words, like a little nun who had just entered the temple, and was forced by the master to arrange that she had to recite so many scriptures before she could eat.

This little grievance and little humor is indeed An Xiaoxi's style all along.

It's just that Qiao Wenhan couldn't laugh at all. If An Xiaoxi's recovery of memory meant that it would become very painful, he was willing to give up his memories with An Xiaoxi and let her concentrate on making a carefree blank slate.

"Good night, Ann Creek."

"Good night, Qiao Wenhan."

……

The night is like ink, and the weather after the storm is not too stable, Qiao Wenhan has an important meeting tomorrow, and he must rush back, otherwise he will definitely stay in the closest place to An Xiaoxi and accompany her.

But the reality is so cruel, he can't completely forget about his family property and family business for An Xiaoxi, the Qiao family still needs him. Especially after Su Chenfeng had a stalemate with him, the only person who can really rely on him in the future is himself.

"An Xiaoxi, you must be happy."

Compared with letting An Xiaoxi be prosperous and rich and live an upper-class life, Qiao Wenhan felt that everything was not as practical as making her happy. Now An Xiaoxi no longer has the troubles of the day, although she can't think of anything, and she has no sense of completeness because she has no memory, but this freedom without distractions is an existence that even Qiao Wenhan envies.

"Master, it's time for you to get on the plane."

Several of the attendants kept urging, but they didn't dare to do so frequently. These days, the young master is like a flammable and explosive barrel of explosives, which can be ignited at any time because of some messy small details. They were all afraid that if they touched Qiao Wenhan's brows, they would die an ugly death in the future.

Who knows, Qiao Wenhan said very politely: "I know, I worked hard today." ”

almost didn't scare a few people to death, this Qiao is really changing like the wind, not easy to mess with, big hard to mess with. It's always unpredictable.

The plane was speeding away, and Qiao Wenhan looked at the gradually smaller street scene and neon, and breathed a long sigh of relief. Originally, my mental state was not good in the past few days, and the work was not going well, but I got a lot of encouragement after seeing An Xiaoxi today.

He must make his career stronger, and then strive for the most time to accompany him. And Su Chenfeng also sent someone to keep an eye on it, and once there was any trouble, someone would come to tell him.

After all, he didn't want to lose to Su Chenfeng yet. After all this was cleared with An Xiaoxi's memory, the two of them had the same starting line.

……

"Get out! There's no credit here, who's it! ”

A tavern has closed, and the embarrassed drunkards have been kicked out by the unsympathetic manager. These middle-aged men with unshaven beards, either their wives and people have run away, or they have lost their jobs, and they are all poor creatures at the bottom. Of course, there are people at the bottom of the ladder, the scavengers, waiting to pick up three or five dollars of change from these drunken people.

There are very few pedestrians on the road, and the night breeze is cold, except for drunkards and beggars sleeping on the streets, there are no serious people who will haunt this time and this neighborhood.

The low-grade happy sister, after the strict rectification, there are even fewer spring transactions.

The men were not very interested, firstly, because most of the prices of alcohol and food had risen, and secondly, their wallets were getting more and more deflated, and even if they didn't drink, they couldn't make themselves happy.

"Come on, come on, have another drink!"

A drunken man, drunk, was invited out of the door of the bar by several strong men, and as soon as he went out, he vomited on the ground, attracting sideways glances from passers-by.

"I'm not drunk! Not drunk! It's only a few o'clock, where is it so easy to get drunk! ”

"Damn, I don't have any money, and I still want to drink overlord wine, I can't kill you turtle grandson!"

After several men pushed the drunk out, they spat on the ground with disdain in the direction of the man.

"I'm rich, I'm rich, why don't you believe it? I'll take it for you...... Withdraw money ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he tripped over a glass wine bottle on the ground. With a bang, the sound is particularly loud and crisp.

The whole person was lying on the road, where sewage flowed sideways, and the fishy smell of gutter oil was everywhere, as well as some drunken people's wine bottles and unknown liquids.

But this man was so calm and relaxed, lying on the road drunk, and he was in the mood to count the stars.

"One, two, three, four...... No, one, two, three......"

People passing by laughed, where did the big fool come from, here to show foreign appearance.

"Hahahaha, look, that person is so funny!"

"It's better to be loud, it's a crazy person, you can't afford to provoke it, you will beat people."

Pedestrians in twos and threes, some mocked, some ignored, and some glanced at them contemptuously. But no one would have thought that this nervous man lying on the ground would be a film and television actor who was popular for half the sky back then.

Su Chenfeng.

"A star, ten bucks, a bottle of beer, ten bucks...... Rich, I have money! ”

There are words in his mouth, and his hair is full of sticky sewage swag. Su Chenfeng hadn't taken a good bath for several days, and his body emitted an unpleasant foul smell. But no matter how disgusting he felt now, it couldn't compare to the disgusting in his heart.

He, he, he actually fell in love with his sister, such a thing, anyone will be surprised when they hear it. But when it's your turn, it's unacceptable and extremely disgusting.

Because Su Chenfeng is a person with a particularly strong sense of morality, his spiritual cleanliness is even stronger. When I was still working hard in the film and television industry, although there were many scandals and lace, there was never an actual situation. Most of them are actresses who are self-inflicted.

And now, when he really wants to start a relationship, when he really wants to give, the reality hits him in the face. He realized that everything was a play, he got the most tragic script, and he was not the leading actor yet.

"I said, can you die far away. This is my turf. ”

A little boy with an immature voice kicked Su Chenfeng unceremoniously. The law of the jungle in the streets always comes naked. Even though it was such a dirty floor, there were people who came to grab it. After all, here is the texture of marble, cool. Cool and flat, it is just what beggars need at this temperature.

"Be polite, brother, it's not easy for everyone."

"Who is a brother with you, looking at your poor and sour appearance, you don't even have a cover, and you still call you a brother? Bah! ”

Su Chenfeng was driven to the other side, and the marble floor was occupied by the little boy. Perhaps because of his kindness, he didn't completely take it up.

"I've got money, you know?"

Su Chenfeng looked for something from his waist, rummaged around, but couldn't find anything, and finally took out a hundred-dollar bill in the pocket of his jacket.

"See, money! I have ......"

staggered to show off in front of the little beggar, but the little beggar didn't know the goods and disdained it.

"What the hell, it's lying again. We have seen a lot of this kind of thing, counterfeit dollars, and then find someone to change them, and run away in exchange for real yuan, and no one can catch them. Isn't it? It's all grandpa, and I'm playing leftovers! ”

The little beggar also lay down, looking at the stars like Su Chenfeng.

Only such a person would enjoy the time alone with him so much, Su Chenfeng smiled, this is really a great irony.

"How long have you been out?"

"What do you call it out?"

"Running away from home."

Su Chenfeng was very interested in this boy, in fact, he wanted to see that there was a lot of suffering in this world, and he might be able to bring out his happiness. Of course, he still felt that being a beggar was happier than growing up in a bad family like his.

Material poverty is understandable, but mental devastation is unbearable.

"Hahahaha, home? I've never had a home. I was born on this street. ”

"So, I'm the one who took your room today?"

Su Chenfeng also learned the beggar's humorous rules. He wasn't a particularly joking person, but now he can let go of everything he has to feel about life, including the joy of suffering.

"Where did I come from, this place was also occupied by me not long ago, I was too young before, not old enough, I can't beat it."

"What about the family? Dad, Mom, never seen? ”

"You're such an interesting person, and you're still a mom and dad, how old you are. There's no need for these things, I haven't seen them since I was born anyway. I heard from the big tree that sold water that my mother used to work on this street, picked up my dad, and then had no money to have a baby, so she gave birth. ”

The boy's every word was said in a casual manner, which made Su Chenfeng gasp. What kind of life is such a life, and how such a painful past is said in a brisk tone. The boy was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he could already see so openly.

"Not for me to say, you must have just started sleeping outside, and you have so much nonsense. If I were you, I wouldn't be able to buy alcohol, so keep the money to buy big chicken legs, how nice! ”

Su Chenfeng was silent.

"When was the last time you ate a big chicken thigh?"

"Hahahaha, I'll tell you the truth, it's in a dream."