The head teacher suddenly walked into the classroom and called Wang Yinan away, and I saw a middle-aged woman with exquisite makeup standing outside the classroom door through the window, and Wang Yinan with an indifferent face stood opposite. The classmates at the window were all pulling their necks to watch, and Jiang Xiaoning was particularly gossipy and asked me if that beautiful aunt was my future mother-in-law.

Seeing that I was silent, she said to herself: I asked you what is the use, Wang Yinan didn't tell you anything, you probably don't know as much as others.

After about fifteen minutes, I saw the beautiful aunt running away with her mouth covered, presumably hurt by Wang Yinan's indifference. Wang Yinan still had that unfazed expression, calmly returned to his seat and started to do the question again, I couldn't see through him more and more, what kind of things and what kind of people could make a little ripple in his life.

That night, QQ received a friend request. I know, that's him. When I was hesitating, my dad called me to eat fruit, and in a hurry, I pressed the wrong button on my phone and approved the friend application.

He said, "Are you still angry?"

I still don't know how to answer his question. I was angry, afraid that he would start the Cold War mode again, but I didn't get angry again, and I felt a little unwilling. I feel like I'm in love, and somehow I make myself humble. But I was worried that he had experienced something wrong, so that the beautiful aunt would come to the school to look for him. I was struggling with whether to ask about the pretty aunt when he sent another goodnight.

I remembered Jiang Xiaoning's greasy flirting with the little brother named Mi Rui in the next class. And I was surprised to find that since she fell in love, she hasn't chatted with me on QQ on the big night. In Jiang Xiaoning's words, good steel should be used on the blade. Her mobile phone traffic is going to be used for love.

I also want to use my mobile data for falling in love. But I don't even know if I'm still in love.

The next day, Wang Yinan didn't come to school, and I panicked.

Liu Ziyang told me that Wang Yinan was injured, saying that he injured his arm while playing basketball. I absolutely didn't believe he would play basketball after his evening study hall. The person who is determined to use knowledge to change his destiny is willing to waste time on basketball that has no plus points. Or, even if his hand is injured, he should come to school to attend the class, unless he is seriously injured. I can't help but be a little worried, Jiang Xiaoning hated iron and said that I was useless, and I was pinched to death by Wang Yinan.

My intuition told me that he must know something.

After school, I deliberately waited at the school gate for He Keren to slowly shake out of the school, followed by a few boys who didn't know whether it was a spare tire or a jack.

When he saw me, he still walked towards me with a smile. The street lamp at the entrance of the school glowed with a faint yellow light, which made her smile so gentle. If I were a boy, I would probably like this type of girl.

I suddenly felt a little sad, thinking about Wang Yinan saying that he wanted to fall in love with me, didn't it mean that he didn't like girls like He Keren, but that he felt that girls like her were so perfect that he couldn't afford them.

He Keren looked high, but the expression on his face was still so good-looking. She said that her parents and Wang Yinan's parents are good friends, and he and Wang Yinan have known each other since childhood.

A veritable childhood sweetheart.

She said, let me go home with her. I was surprised that she would make this request, because our relationship was not good enough to be guests at each other's homes. Seeing that I was silent, she added: You probably don't know, Wang Yinan's family lives opposite my house. I'm going to send him a note, if you're interested, you can come with me.

I didn't refuse, I pushed my old bicycle that didn't look like it was, and followed behind He Keren, I didn't offer to use the bicycle to carry He Keren, because I didn't think her white pants and white sweatshirt were in the same style as my little broken car.

On the way, He Keren told me a lot about Wang Yinan's tragic childhood.

The beautiful aunt who came to the school a few days ago to find Wang Yinan is Wang Yinan's mother. Wang Yinan's father opened one of the few car repair shops in the town, and he was quite wealthy at first, but when he repaired a car, because of a machine failure, a small car fell from above and broke one of his legs. That year, when Wang Yinan was nine years old, he watched his father transform from a high-spirited craftsman to a lame disabled person. It was in that year that he was young and accustomed to seeing what human affection is. Because he did not raise enough money for the operation, Wang Yinan's father was left with a lifelong disability and had to pay compensation for the broken car. Wang Yinan's mother couldn't stand the oppression of life and the white eyes of relatives and friends, so on a dark and windy night, she packed her simple luggage and took away all the few savings in the family. Since then, Lao Wang has become a wine Mengzi, smashing tables and stools when he drinks too much, and beating children.

He Keren said that Wang Yinan took leave because he was beaten by his father again. The left half of his face is swollen, he is so strong, how can he leave a chance for others to speculate about how he was injured.

Before we knew it, we had walked to that alley, on the left was He Ke's house, a brightly lit, palatial villa, and on the right was Wang Yinan's house, a dilapidated small two-story building, which looked a little bleak in contrast to the luxury villas opposite.

Wang Yinan was cleaning up the messy yard, probably because his father had just finished drinking madness. When he saw me in the alley, I clearly felt that his expression had changed, no longer cold, a little panicked, some unexpected.

You okay?

My voice was very small, like a person who spoke in a suppressed voice.

He said, it's fine.

He Keren smiled coquettishly and said that I might stay at her house at night, and invited Wang Yinan to go to her house to copy notes. At that moment, I seemed to have an illusion that He Keren did what Jiang Xiaoning should do, that is, to persuade me and Wang Yinan not to break up.

I thought he would refuse. After all, he was so strong, and probably didn't want me to see the swollen left half of his face, but he still brought a mask and walked out of the yard.

At that moment, I actually felt a little remorseful, feeling that I was not a qualified girlfriend, he was obviously working so hard, but I couldn't help at all.

My phone rang and I remembered that my dad asked me why I wasn't home yet, and I said that a classmate had taken a leave of absence, and I sent him today's study notes. Obviously, I had no intention of staying at Ho Ke's house, and I knew that she didn't really plan to let me stay overnight.

When I got home, I heard that my mom was counting my dad again, probably because my dad didn't know how to make progress and didn't want to go out and earn more money to spend. My dad smiled and said that he was reluctant to leave us alone, and my mother was even more angry, saying that the older my dad gets, the more unproductive he becomes. My dad was smoking, and I knew he was trying to restrain himself, and he couldn't fight back, or it would be another storm.

In the evening, my dad carefully brought me warm milk, saying that it would help me sleep. I said that if I didn't have an alarm clock, I would have been able to sleep until I was gone. My dad laughed, and he said, it's better to have a big heart, nothing can't get by.

Perhaps, my dad also noticed that I was a little absent-minded for a while, so that when my mom quarreled with him, I didn't intervene again. didn't face the slap and had to fight her to the end.

I said, Dad, you are kind to my mother, at least she didn't take away all our family's savings, and didn't leave us to go to the big city to live the good life she longed for. My dad almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and instantly felt that my daughter was in vain.