Chapter 8: The Red Car

On the way to the supermarket, I ran into Wang Yinan again. He got out of a brand new red sedan, his white sneakers spotless. The driver was a middle-aged man in a suit with a well-styled hairstyle. The co-pilot sat Wang Yinan's mother. After Wang Yinan got out of the car, the middle-aged man got out of the car very attentively, skillfully took out his wallet from his pocket, neatly pulled out a few hundred-yuan bills, and said to Wang Yinan, Nannan, you use this money first, I will find a good school for you with your mother over there, and I will come over to handle the transfer procedures for you.

I was sitting on the road in front of the supermarket, and Jiang Xiaoning exclaimed that her coat had been damaged. But when I saw Wang Yinan walking towards us, she didn't continue to have seizures, but whispered to me that I should exchange another coat with her, or else she would break off the friendship with me, and I happily agreed, and handed her ten yuan to help me buy bread.

There was a slight pain in my stomach, and I held my stomach and hung my head. Wang Yinan sat next to me. The brand new pair of white sneakers stood out.

I said, the new shoes look good.

Wang Yinan said in a deep voice, this is what my father bought for me. He said that he gave him shoes to let him go further.

Go further.

Wang Yinan vowed to get out of this small city and was determined to get ahead. Obviously, Wang Yinan's father is not capable of giving him a great future. But his mom and stepdad could. It is said that they had their own garment processing factory in a southern city. The stepfather had no son, only a daughter who was a few years older than us. This time I came back, it was Wang Yinan's mother who insisted on finding him the best school in order to make up for her debt to Wang Yinan, so that he could have a better environment to sprint to Peking University Tsinghua University in his mind.

I smothered my head and unconsciously wrapped my shoelace around my index finger, the compass mark was still conspicuous, though it didn't hurt anymore.

I said, if you leave, am I free, can I hook up with other little brothers?

Wang Yinan suddenly reached out and touched my hair, smiled dotingly and said: No, even if he leaves, no.

I was fantasizing that the air was full of pink bubbles, Jiang Xiaoning ran over without knowing the times, shouting as he ran, Li Xiangxiang, my gown, ah~

Jiang Xiaoning's clothes are completely scrapped, and the white sportswear top is dyed red by me. Wang Yinan got up and ran towards the wholesale market across the road, and after more than ten minutes, he got back a black sportswear.

Jiang Xiaoning said that Wang Yinan suddenly got his senses.

I don't know how to describe how I felt. I don't know what kind of magic power Wang Yinan has in him that makes me want to stop like this. Every day, I feel that this relationship is meaningless, but I still want to persevere.

Wang Yinan said that he was clumsy and might not be able to express himself well, but he really liked me.

My heart was mixed, and I remembered the unsympathetic scholar that Liu Ziyang talked about, and suddenly I felt that I was like the woman who waited for the scholar to come back and marry me when he became famous. Although, it may not be a scholar who is waiting for me, but a messenger who told me that I will not owe each other in the future.