Chapter 303: On the Self-Salvation of the Lost Girl (28)

Ah Cheng rubbed his eyes, sat up with difficulty, and kicked Ali who was lying on his stomach to the side.

Thinking carefully about the phone call just now, the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became.

Obviously, everything is normal, but why did he hear it from the tone of the little bean sprouts...... Farewell?

Thinking of this, he couldn't sit still anymore and got up to go home.

I hung up her phone last night, so I won't be angry until now, right? Angry for a night?

Ali opened his eyes in a daze, "Come, Ah Cheng, drink!" ”

"Get out!"

Ah Cheng went out and was exposed to the sun, only to feel a splitting headache.

He went straight home, opened the door and froze.

The whole birthday cake on the table, after a night, the cream had collapsed, but it was a very delicate pattern, and there were words written on it.

Happy 17th birthday to Jiang Meimei.

The candle had burned out, and only the support remained, and the poor one was inserted there, full of it.

She called...... Is it because you want to call him for a birthday?

Han Licheng's head hurt even more, thinking of the little bean sprouts that he didn't welcome anywhere, he cleaned up carefully, bought fruit snacks, and the beer he liked to drink......

He took out his phone and took a look, and the call was recorded at 23:59.

It was her last phone call last night, and he thought she had finally given up and gone to sleep.

She wanted to call him back at first, but at the last minute before midnight, did she want him to say happy birthday?

What kind of expectation did she have to sit here alone and watch the burnout?

Han Licheng squatted down and beat his head, feeling the slightest urge to cry.

He has been trained like steel, walking between black and white, no one is a ghost, and he has long not known what normal feelings are.

As soon as he sensed the difference in her, he rationally stopped.

Until now, he only felt a dull pain in his heart, like a thunderstorm with thin oxygen, and he couldn't breathe.

He wants to call back, make up for Happy Birthday, and maybe buy a birthday present now.

His finger had already been placed on the phone number, and he was suddenly relieved.

It's okay to do this, although it's a coincidence, but it's okay to make a choice passively.

Let her recognize the reality clearly, throw away these unrealistic fantasies, and be good for her and for him.

The girl wants to share the birthday cake with an important person, he is not a fool, and he can already see traces from her daily life.

He has also been avoiding a sober understanding, enjoying his life secretly, and respite from the warm breath in the complex entanglements and dangerous cracks of life.

But he is not the person she is important to after all.

Nor should it be.

Thinking of this, he clicked on WeChat and sent her a message.

"It's your birthday, I said earlier, do you want a red envelope?"

Then he gave a perfunctory red envelope of 200 yuan.

The other side quickly took it in and returned a smiling emoji.

From that day on, the two men never saw each other again.

The summer vacation is coming to an end, Jiang Nuan studies hard as always, and supervises Jiang Xiaoshuai.

Maybe it was an emotional setback, she abused Jiang Xiaoshuai to death, every day is the real question paper, the wrong question must be done seven or eight times, and the next assessment will be passed.

If you don't take two assessments in a row, you will be beaten.

By the way, Jiang Nuan also arranged a physical fitness test for him.

Abs wheels, barbells, and a five-kilometer run in the small park every morning.

In short, life is very full, of course, Jiang Nuan accompanies all this, which is also the reason why Jiang Xiaoshuai has no face to continue to fight.

His sister is a woman, she is still a woman who looks thin, everyone is running away, he has no face to stop and admit defeat.

Jiang Xiaoshuai was in pain, and this pain lasted until the beginning of the exam, when he took the fifth place in the class.

Fifth !! Class

Jiang Xiaoshuai, who has been in the middle and lower reaches of the class, felt for the first time what a highlight moment is.

Given that the results of his daily study and exercise are posted to the circle of friends (forced by his sister), everyone has no doubt about the authenticity of his results, especially the teacher.

They are a garbage middle school, and it is rare to see students who are so self-disciplined and strive for progress during the holidays!

The junior brothers who laughed at him were also silent.

For the first time, Jiang Xiaoshuai deeply understood what it means to create a positive circle of friends.

That's what his sister said, and asked him to delete all the dirty words, games, and garbage circle of friends, saying that making positive energy every day will improve his impression in the hearts of others.

Sure enough, everything was said by his sister!

His sister also said that their school was rubbish, so his grades would improve significantly at first, but don't think that this will be the end of it.

In a good school, his results are even a lag, and only one who ranks first in the path can go to a good high school.

Get rid of the garbage environment, work hard and become a billionaire from now on!

Jiang Xiaoshuai set a goal for himself.

Jiang Nuan's preliminary exam also entered the top three and second place in the class.

She also signed up for a math competition, as if she was a scholar, and all the doubts, ridicule and ridicule disappeared.

The new homeroom teacher is very optimistic about her and always praises her in class.

She didn't cut off contact with Brother Cheng either, and reported her good results in the exam and received a red envelope.

In short, it is to firmly position yourself on the kind of acquaintances you know a little bit, and don't say a word if you don't say a word.

She is very stable, and Brother Cheng is even more stable.

Autumn is very short, the weather cools quickly, and when he puts on his sweater, Jiang Nuan sneezes.

Watched the leaves fly, the gloomy sky.

Jiang Nuan couldn't help but think, today is really a good day, it's time to do something.

After school, she hugged the stray dog she often fed and walked to Brother Cheng's house.

There was no one, and she didn't use the key to open the door to enter, so she sat at the door with the dog in her arms and waited.

It was crackling and raining outside, and she cowered in her sweater, sneezing one after another, hugging the dog tighter.

She gently stroked the dog's back with her fingers, and the dog purred and trusted her very much.

It's like she once trusted Brother Cheng so much.

"Hungry, Ah Huang, eat quickly." She took out a ham sausage from her school bag, opened the casing, and fed it to the dog.

His stomach was rumbling, and his head ached.

There was a steady and powerful footstep sound downstairs, the voice-activated light turned on, Jiang Nuan hooked the corners of his lips, and touched the dog's head even more lovingly.

Han Licheng was about to go up to the last floor when he heard a movement.

There was the whispering of a girl, and a hoarse cough or two.

He was startled, and when he came up with an arrow, he saw a large and a small one, snuggling together for warmth.

In such weather, she was dressed thinly, and her nose was red.

The dog in his arms also doesn't look very healthy and thin.

A man and a dog, as if discarded by the world, looked at him pitifully.