Time flies, and the year has arrived. Tomorrow will be the day the barrier will collapse, and the sky will be like shattered glass, covered with cobweb-like cracks, and there will be no green mountains, flowing water, flowers and trees in the barrier. There was only the cracked earth, and two small figures lying on the ground.

Although it was the last day, the woman did not let Ye Anran step up training. "I have been practicing all day but I have never relaxed well, and sure enough, I may not succeed if I work hard, but. If you don't work hard, it must be very comfortable," he said, stretching. "By the way, I haven't asked the master your name for so long."

"My name is Xue", "What a strange name, my name is Ye Anran", and then Ye Anran seemed to think of something, and he laughed out loud, "Why are you laughing?" "Because, we have been together for more than a year, but we don't even know each other's names. It's ridiculous to think about" "I don't think knowing my name will give you a better chance of winning"

Ye Anran, who has always been talking, didn't know how to answer for a while. Ye Anran would not have gotten along and chatted with the opposite sex. And the snow killed him. Seeing that the awkward conversation between the two ended as usual, she said unprecedentedly, "Is Ye Anran?"

"Yes, it's a pretty name, but I can't hate it anyway. But the name of the master is very good, Master, we have been fighting openly and secretly until now, and we seem to know each other a little, but we don't seem to know each other at all. Tomorrow is the last day. It's hard to predict whether we will win or lose, so let's tell each other a story. The woman glanced at Ye Anran, thought for a long time, and finally nodded.

Well, where do you start? He has the vulgar plot that urban novels are generally used to. He never imagined that he would experience such a bloody childhood, and the family he was born into was not poor, or quite good. His father is the successor of the world's top 100 companies, and his mother is a famous and popular star, and his birth should have been excellent, but God played a little joke on him. When he turned one year old, a paternity test disrupted his life. At that time, his name was Long Xiang, and it sounded very domineering at the time, a flying dragon. But now it is understood as a lump of poop in Longla.

Her mother's name is Fang Mei, who is as beautiful as her name suggests, but her private life is very debauched and there have been scandals with celebrities from all walks of life. His father's name is Long Aotian, and he is the pride of the sky, he is worth a lot of money, he is resolute in his work, and his private life is even more debauched. In Ye Anran's world, powerful people are almost like this, and it is normal to cheat to raise a junior, after all, domestic flowers do not have the fragrance of wild flowers. As long as you are careful not to let the media report on it, both men and women know it.

But maybe it's retribution, I've always been green by myself, but I didn't expect that my son who was open to the media turned out to be someone else's, and he was fucking green by others. "Slap" slapped a beautiful woman in the face, "You, you actually raised a man behind my back?" The woman didn't get angry but laughed, "Pretending, I don't know how many new red actresses are held by you." As for the price they pay, you and I know very well. And I remember you and Mr. Wang's wife and sister. We're all close friends, too. ”

"No matter what, this child is unwanted, you don't know how to do things, how can you still conceive someone else's child. The woman shook her head helplessly, "This can only be blamed on those merchants who sell unscrupulous products." However, it is not good news that the child of the CEO of a famous company has died unexpectedly," the man laughed, "As long as the next child is a boy, who will know if the difference is one or two years old." As he spoke, he walked with his hands over the woman's bumpy body.

On the bed, the two bodies blended, their lips and tongues entangled. The woman was teasing, gently exhaling hot air in the man's ear, and said softly, "Then you have to work harder" The sound of the night's spring night wheezing was incessant, covering the boy's cry of hunger.

He then hired a nanny to take care of the child alone, and the man spent the night with his wife. It's just that this time it's a dragon and phoenix fetus, and I don't know where the old man got the news. When I heard the news, I saw another pair of granddaughters and grandsons smiling from ear to ear. Long Aotian was very afraid of this stern father, and he didn't dare to say much, after all, his father started from the underworld, although his methods were ruthless, but he was righteous. He seemed to be able to foresee the scene when Fang Mei went out and was hijacked and killed by the car man after his father knew about it, this is not okay, he hasn't played enough with this woman, he is reluctant to disappear such a good toy. It's just that this obstacle caused by the lack of safety measures seems to be difficult to replace, at least this woman can't be replaced.

But he is a man who moves on other people every day, casting a wide range of nets, and will always catch fish, but God seems to love to joke with him, and as time goes on, the net he broadcasts does not catch any fish. And Long Xiang is growing up day by day.

Long Xiang didn't understand no matter how hard he studied and how actively he behaved himself. But it's always hard to make parents smile and greet each other. I remember that I was just fighting with my brother for toys, but I was kicked to the ground by my father. When I was in school, I was in two classes with my younger siblings. But he never saw his parents come to pick him up, he was very strong, he always thought that he didn't behave well enough, that if his parents behaved a little better, they would agree with him, and he wanted to be praised by his parents more than anyone else.

For some reason, his parents have been quarreling a lot lately, but he has become a punching bag, and his parents will pull him on his head no matter what. "Hybrids, wild seeds, waste" are the words he hears most often, "Why? Why don't your parents like you, if they don't like you, why did they give birth to yourself in the first place" He didn't know, he was just the product of a night of passion, he was just a sinister seed born because the safety measures were not done well. He's just a poor guy who survived because his grandfather was alive.

Until Long Xiang was ten years old, his grandfather died, and no one could take care of his father anymore, and the gradually aging body had long since lost interest. "There was a heinous robbery in the city, a woman was brutally murdered by gangsters, and an elderly scavenger picked up the mutilated woman in a garbage can. Confirmed to be 。。。。。 ”

In a remote mountain village, a young man of about twenty years old, with the money he earned from digging wells for Beibei, thought that he was buying some furniture for his home, and when he passed by a garbage heap, the stench from inside couldn't help but make him speed up his pace. The figure of a child in front of him broke into his sight.

Dressed in tattered clothes, the length of the gown was already up to his knees, and it was obvious that he had picked it up. When he was young, he was carrying a bag on his back and looking for something to buy money in the garbage heap, when suddenly he found a bread that had eaten the usual two discarded bread, he leaned in and sniffed it and frowned, thinking that it didn't taste very good. He tore off the rotten part and stuffed it directly into his mouth, looking at his appearance, the young man who had just turned twenty years old was moved by compassion.

I think that at the beginning, I also thought that he was so old, he was abandoned and followed his grandfather to ask for food for a living, fortunately, most of the people in the countryside are simple, and they can get by with everyone's relief. Until his grandfather died of illness at the age of fifteen, everyone pooled money to hold a funeral and buried his grandfather. Since then, he has grown up eating hundreds of meals, old clothes that he doesn't use, and leftovers. Everyone can also help. Even the factory gave him a job assembling parts.

Recalling the past, I used to be like this child, rummaging through everything that could be sold for money in the garbage can, and eating meals discarded by others. Five years have passed, although his salary is scarce, he can still raise a child who does not have to go to school, and he has not been willing to throw away the tattered clothes before, and he can still make a few clothes by dismantling and repairing.