Fang Wei stood in front of Ye Haoran and asked, "You say, is a person's past really important?"

Fang Wei's eyes revealed a slight loss.

After Ye Haoran sent her back last night, Fang Wei, who ran into the corridor, did not go home immediately, but saw Ye Haoran in the small window cleaning up the two thugs who came to trouble her.

Why these two gangsters came to her, Fang Wei knew very well in her heart.

After seeing the two thugs being cleaned up by Ye Haoran, Fang Wei was a little happy in her heart, but when she saw the two thugs being taken away by Ye Haoran, Fang Wei had mixed feelings in her heart, knowing that some things could not be hidden.

I wanted to make this matter clear when I went to the rooftop at noon today, but I didn't expect Ye Haoran to be absent at noon.

When she came back in the evening, Fang Wei, who couldn't hold back any longer, finally asked the question in her heart.

Although this sentence is very ordinary, for her, Ye Haoran's answer involves the way the two will get along in the future.

Is it a classmate? Or maybe it's a little more intimate.

Ye Haoran sat on the bicycle, looked at Fang Wei who wrote everything on his face, and asked with a smile: "Everyone's thoughts are different, it depends on what you think, if you think it is necessary, then write it in your diary and make it a part of your life."

If you don't think it's necessary, then don't mention it again, say goodbye to the past, and forget about it."

Just words of comfort, who can forget their past? Unless there is amnesia!

Even if you have amnesia, someone will help you remember.

Fang Wei shook his head, "I just want to know what you think."

Ye Haoran tilted his head, wanting to see Fang Wei's face with his head down, and asked with a smile, "What do I think, is it really important!"

"It's important."

Fang Wei replied firmly, she really wanted to know.

Ye Haoran pondered for a moment before speaking: "Memories are a point of no return, we can't choose what we have done in the past, we can only choose what we want to do in the future, it doesn't matter if the past is important or not, as long as it doesn't affect our future path."

An answer that surprised Fang Wei.

In her mind, she thinks that the answer is only "yes" or "no".

Ye Haoran's words, she can't understand them all, but she can also figure out the general meaning.

Without perfecting his values and worldview, Fang Wei didn't know how to return to Ye Haoran's words.

Seeing Fang Wei racking his brains to understand the meaning of the words, Ye Haoran stretched out his hand and patted Fang Wei's little head and said, "Don't think about it, it's a meaningless thing to dwell on the past, what you have to do is to look to the future and try to think about it, what kind of talent you want to become is more important."

This is the first time Ye Haoran has done such an intimate move to Fang Wei.

Sour with sweet, sweet with sour.

She was worried that Ye Haoran would have a bad impression because of her past, so she couldn't wait to ask this question.

I didn't expect Ye Haoran to enlighten himself.

For a while, his eyes moistened, he wanted to cry but couldn't find a reason to cry, he was afraid of losing face, and hurriedly turned his back to Ye Haoran.

Just as the tears were about to fall, a hand holding a tissue stretched out from Fang Wei's ear to the front.

"Wipe it."

With a small action, Fang Wei's tears burst out of her eyes in an instant.

After a few minutes, Fang Wei, who had cleaned up his mood, turned around and said, "I don't want to go home, you can take me around."

"Okay!" Patted the bike: "Come up."

Again, bring headphones for your Walkman, one for each person.

The bike drifts away in the afterglow of the setting sun.

......

Next to a roadside stall, Ye Haoran and Fang Wei each held a handful of skewers in their hands, sitting on the road and eating "let's chirp".

Occasionally, take another bite of a large white pear.

Food can make people forget their sorrows, and Fang Wei's inner troubles are being digested little by little by the meat skewers.

Although it is easy to gain weight, it is not a big problem

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"It's delicious, I rarely eat these, my mother won't let me."

Fang Wei, who recovered his mood, also talked more.

Stretched out his hand and handed the skewer to Ye Haoran, and after the only piece of fat on the skewer was bitten off by Ye Haoran, Fang Wei sent the remaining lean meat into his mouth.

In a short time, the two of them eliminated more than twenty strings.

"Hiccup~"

patted his little belly, Fang Wei took out two tissues, handed one to Ye Haoran, and kept one for himself to wipe his mouth.

"Go back when you're full, I'll send you."

"Well, it's full."

Reluctantly glanced at the roadside stall, Fang Wei sat on Ye Haoran's bicycle.

It was already dark, the yellowing street lights attracted some small flying insects, and there were many fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the road.

The bike had just crossed an alley.

The shouting and scolding suddenly reached the ears of the two of them.

"him!

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"Beat, give me a hard walk, dare to step on the horse to find trouble!"

"Give you face, and don't ask who Lao Tzu is."

"Keep fighting!"

Three or four little hooligans were beating one of them, and the man lying on the ground was no longer visible.

Coincidentally, several people happened to block Ye Haoran and Fang Wei's way.

Seeing the fight, Fang Wei nervously grabbed Ye Haoran's school uniform and said in a low voice, "Let's go around it from another way."

Ye Haoran didn't want to be nosy, and was just about to ride a bicycle to detour, but was stopped by a few little hooligans shouting.

One of them carried a wooden stick in his hand and walked to the front of Ye Haoran's bicycle.

He said arrogantly, "What's the hurry, do you want to call the police?"

The wooden stick in his hand knocked the bicycle twice.

The frightened Fang Wei hurriedly turned sideways and hid his face in Ye Haoran's arms, like a little quail.

"Yo, my little sister looks good, do you want to play with my brother."

Ye Haoran's eyes revealed a cold light, he didn't want to cause more trouble, but things would always find him.

A thug standing behind Ye Hao reached out to pull his schoolbag, shouting, "Take out the money for Lao Tzu!"

Ye Haoran suddenly smiled, and was worried about what reason to use, and there was a best assist on the other side.

Without struggling at all, the gangster looked at Ye Haoran with disdainful eyes, and then began to flip through the schoolbag.

After a while, he pulled out a large envelope.

After the big opening, the little gangster was shocked: "Big... Big brother, money... That's a lot of money..."

"You're stupid!"

The eldest brother with the wooden stick snatched the envelope and looked inside with the same shocked expression.

It's all four old heads, a whole stack.

At this time, the salary of hotel waiters was only four or five hundred, and it was no wonder that the gangsters who had never seen the world were not shocked.

"Big brother, let's send it!"

A few thugs were circling around the envelope, just about to take it out and count how much money it had.

didn't notice, Ye Haoran had already got off the bicycle and pulled out an iron rod from the rack next to him.

"Big brother, so much money, enough to soak in an Internet café for a few months."

"You're really useless when you step on a horse, what kind of Internet café are you soaking in, let's go take a bath, and I'll open your eyes today."

A few little hooligans are happily imagining the future.

Ye Haoran walked behind a few people and smiled, "I'm afraid not!"

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