But fortunately, the boy in the same class who played basketball with Wen Jiulan for the first time was obviously a little more overwhelmed than him.

Only Xie Tiannian was still waving enthusiastically, "Come on, let's quickly divide into two teams!" I want to be on a team with big, no, I Wen brother! ”

Qi Youmian pulled Tong Lizi and sat on the stairs in front of the basketball court very naturally, holding his chin and looking at the situation on the court.

Tong Lizi has been carrying a blank notebook with him everywhere he goes recently, and he starts to paint when he is interested.

At this time, he took a mechanical pencil and swept it on the paper, and asked casually, "Wen Jiulan can also play basketball?" ”

Qi Youmian looked at the boy who was still a little rusty with obvious movements on the field, and tilted his head, "It doesn't look like he's very good at it." ”

Tong Lizi finished drawing the last stroke of this picture before raising his head, casually glanced at the court off the court, and then groaned.

"You call that not very good at playing?"

At this time, it was the critical moment for Wen Jiulan to intercept and shoot, and he stood outside the three-point line, surrounded by opponents in front of him.

And he turned a blind eye to Xie Tiannian's frantic gesture to pass the ball to him, and under his sweaty forehead, those dark eyes measured the distance, and suddenly jumped up at the same time, and his wrist was heavily forced.

The orange-red basketball crossed a bright arc in the air, and under everyone's attention, it passed through the basket with a hollow ball posture.

The boys of the same team immediately let out fierce cheers, trotted around excitedly, habitually opened their arms, touched Wen Jiulan's eyes, and cowardly chose to high-five.

Qi Youmian looked at Wen Jiulan, who was surrounded by his teammates, obviously the corners of his lips were straightened, his thick sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he looked serious and unapproachable.

She seemed to be able to see that hidden in that body was a whining wolf cub.

The wolf cub was a little overwhelmed by the surging enthusiasm, and subconsciously arched his back, trying to barre out sharp and hurtful fangs, but quickly closed because the other party was not aggressive, only the shaggy thick tail was still wagging in confusion.

Wrapped up in the enthusiasm of the boys, Wen Jiulan raised her hand a little rusty, and her wide palm received high-fives from different people.

Tong Lizi was still shouting that he was deceived, "Please, that's a hollow ball outside the three-point line!" ”

Qi Youmian looked at Wen Jiulan, who had the corners of his lips slightly hooked on the field, his loose short sleeves were blown up by the wind, and his fluffy short hair was swept around in front of his forehead, revealing his narrow and dark eyes.

The young man is like the blazing wind of summer, and like a burning fire, with the action of running in the field, his eyes are slightly bright, and he is sixteen or seventeen years old.

It's not like a photo that was once released by a marketing account on a hot search, a man in a black suit looks directly at the camera, his eyes are unwavering, and he is as calm as a pool of stagnant water. The sharp and handsome face is expressionless, the corners of the lips are slightly pursed downward, and the pale and bloodless skin is like a finely carved but lifeless porcelain statue, which will be shattered completely with a light hand.

“…… That's great. Qi Youmian muttered in a low voice, and the voice was blown away by the wind and did not reach the ears of the second person.

Everything after being reborn is so good.

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Wen Jiulan dreamed again.

The moment he woke up, he still felt a little in a trance that he didn't know what day it was, and he could only hear his heavy breathing in the dark.

"If you don't go back to Wen's house, how can you ...... Not worthy of her...... Ugly monsters! ”

There seemed to be a middle-aged man's pretentious posture and majestic voice echoing in his ears, and Wen Jiulan's heart was still full of anger and unwillingness the moment before he opened his eyes, but after he opened his eyes, he forgot that sentence in an instant.

Wen Jiulan put the back of her hand on her forehead, and the slightly moist sweat disappeared under the blowing of the fan next to the bed.

The sound insulation of the old houses in the urban village was extremely poor, and the speed of Wen Jiulan's heart slowly returned to normal, and she could also hear loud snoring from next door.

There were also two drunks shouting loudly on the side of the street, and the empty bottles in their hands made a crisp bump between stumbling.

The middle-aged woman living downstairs was awakened by the drunkard's shouting, scolded something in dialect loudly, turned around with anger, and shook the wooden bed, which was not very strong, into a creak.

Wen Jiulan listened quietly.

He folded his arms behind his head, his eyes reflecting the moonlight outside the window, glowing in the dimly lit room.

This is where he grew up and lived for many years.

Before the age of seven, he was the young master of the wealthy Wen family, with fine clothes and food, and arrogance.

And the death of his grandfather announced that the man had no scruples from now on, and immediately brought back his lover and illegitimate child who were raised abroad.

The man tore through his gentle and submissive skin, stood in front of himself and his mother, looked arrogant and indifferent, and threw out a cheque casually.

And his own mother, who was also overly proud, tore up the humiliating check on the spot and smashed the pieces in the man's face with her backhand.

But what's the use of being temporary.

The eldest lady, who has been pampered since she was a child and has never worried about money, was forced to cut back on food and clothing, and busily ran between the office buildings, barely supporting the two of them.

But his spirit is getting worse and worse, and he has stood by the window several times, looking in a trance.

After her mother committed suicide, Wen Jiulan accepted the help of the community street personnel and lived in a welfare home for several months.

After earning the first prize money for the competition, Wen Jiulan approached the director of the welfare home and asked her to help rent the house that was forced to be vacant because someone died.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Wen Jiulan's eyes turned and looked in the direction of the window.

A silver moon hung above the inky blue sky, and a light and ethereal mist lingered around, hazy with the silver-white moonlight.

The moonlight was like water, falling lightly on the edge of the window, and the snow-white peony flowers that bloomed beautifully were plated with a layer of silver.

The flowers are plump and heavy, hanging slightly, like a dancer in a white dress resting with his head bowed.

"Good night."

As if thinking of something, Wen Jiulan's eyebrows softened, staring at the snow-white peony, her lips opened and closed, and she said a word silently before closing her eyes and falling asleep again.

Early the next morning, Wen Jiulan was rarely late.

As he pedaled his bike all the way to school, the official bell for the first class had already sounded. The student cadres on duty had all returned to class, and only the doorman stopped Wen Jiulan and asked him to register as a late student.

Wen Jiulan signed his name and class in twos and threes, and the last stroke that fell when signing subconsciously hooked up, paused slightly, and smeared the register with a little ink mark.

Coincidentally, the physics teacher who had the first class of the day was also late.

When Wen Jiulan entered the door with her schoolbag on her back, the classroom was still full of laughter and noise.

He sat down in his place, lowered his head and took out the text from his bag, and suddenly made another move.

Wen Jiulan looked at the position on her left.

The number of people in the first class is singular, and the only vacant spot is next to Wen Jiulan.

At this time, on the table that had been vacant for more than a month, at some point, a physics book was placed squarely in the corner of the table in the upper left.