Substitute for the little ancestor

"Grandpa's last wish is that you and Tongtong will be well."

He looked at Si Chenmo with a look of old age on his face.

"You are older than Tongtong, and if you two have conflicts with each other, you will take care of Tongtong more. Grandpa doesn't want you to be unhappy."

The old man held Si Chenmo's hand, and for the first time there was pleading in his eyes.

Si Chenmo laughed: "Grandpa, you are worrying too much, it won't happen."

"That's fine, that's fine."

The semester was almost over, and Ruan Tong remembered about changing schools.

She asked Wan Shuhe if it was necessary to transfer to another school in her current situation.

Wan Shuhe said: "It's not far from senior year. Transferring will also cost your credits. Maybe you can wait a little longer, after all, you will soon enter the end of your academic career."

"And now it's very easy to apply for postgraduate entrance examinations online, so there's no need to worry about this school."

It is an indisputable fact that there was a conflict with this school.

But there is no way, some learning materials still need to be taken.

Ruan Tong could see the guilt in the counselor's eyes when he saw him.

She ignored it.

Just feel dazed.

Unexpectedly, it was several months ago that Bai Junyao went abroad.

Look at the path they walked before and the cafeteria where they ate together.

All kinds of memories flashed through my mind like a fast-moving movie.

Ruan Tong shook his head and smiled slightly, the corners of Ruan Tong's lips were in the past.

She doesn't have any nostalgia for this school now, which is an extremely disappointing place.

The news about Ji Ziyang in the communication in his hand has not flashed by for a long time.

She made a voice call, guessing that Ji Ziyang should be sleeping late at this point.

"I'm at school, where are you?"

"Miss Ruan is here at the school, I'll go down and find you right away!"

"Are you at school?"

The phone was hung up with a beep.

When he saw Ji Ziyang again, he was obviously more mature.

The junior year was indeed a watershed.

The classmates and friends around me are changing rapidly at different speeds.

Ruan Tong picked Ji Ziyang's hair as before, "I can't tell, a lot has changed during this time."

Ji Ziyang scratched his head, his childishness appeared again: "Hey."

He smiled meaningfully: "You have become a lot more feminine after following Young Master Si."

Ruan Tong patted him on the shoulder: "Speak well!"

They walked side by side, forming two diametrically opposed temperaments with the passing schoolmates.

One group is those who focus on their studies, and the other group is those who want to step into society with half a foot.

"Come to school again to get materials?"

"Hmm. What else can I do besides this."

Ruan Tong walked with her head down. There was a small stone on the road, and she kicked it aside.

"What about you, has your family put you under pressure recently?"

Ji Ziyang shrugged: "What pressure can you put on me, just graduate smoothly."

Ruan Tong smiled: "In comparison, you are much luckier than Junyao."

She then asked: "What about the relationship? How is it going? Junyao and I are waiting for your good news."

When Wan Shuhe was mentioned, Ji Ziyang didn't know how to answer.

He was a little melancholy: "She was urged to marry by her family recently. I don't know what happened, but there was a sudden incident of a blind date. But I was curious, why was I not among the many people her family introduced to her?"

Ji Ziyang thought about it and couldn't understand.

Ruan Tong laughed at him: "That's because you are still studying, the blind dates of the elders must be those who have a successful career."

Ji Ziyang pouted, his eyebrows were lowered, and his whole face was filled with depression.

The front is the place to get the materials, Ruan Tong patted him on the back lightly: "Don't be discouraged, have confidence in yourself, the Ji Ziyang I know is not a person who shrinks back when encountering problems."

Before facing a new relationship, Wan Shuhe is testing.

Ruan Tong couldn't bear it, and reminded Ji Ziyang before leaving: "Everything has to be seen in the long run, Shuhe is a person who is very serious about relationships, I hope you don't just think about it for a while."

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When Liu Fenglan came back, she brought Hui Yingzi new clothes.

She came back from outside in a busy way, with a chill on her body.

Although she is strong on the surface, she still loves Hui Yingzi very much in her heart.

Afraid that the cold air on her body would be brought to her when she suddenly went up, Liu Fenglan purposely warmed herself up in the living room.

When she was a child, Hui Yingzi liked colorful skirts the most.

Liu Fenglan bought almost all winter skirts and a few coats.

The clothes were a bit heavy, and the nanny followed behind to help carry them.

Knocked on the door, but there was no sound from inside.

"Huihui? Huihui?"

Hui Yingzi turned off her phone in a panic and hid it aside: "Ah, you are back, Mom."

"Yes, Huihui, it's cold outside now."

As he spoke, he pushed it away and entered the house.

Hui Yingzi sat on the bed obediently.

"Look what gift Mom brought back for you."

Liu Fenglan went to S City on a business trip and passed by the LV store. She originally planned to buy some luxury clothes, but thinking of Hui Yingzi's childhood wish, she went to Louxia in Rendu.

"Remember, when you were young, you told your mother that it would be great if these clothes were worn by adults, so that I can look beautiful when I grow up."

The costumes on the children's clothes are dazzling, and they are indeed beautiful.

Hui Yingzi shook her head, but there was no memory in her mind: "I don't remember."

Liu Fenglan smiled: "It's okay, Huihui, take your time, you will always remember."

"thanks Mom."

Liu Fenglan sat for a while holding Hui Yingzi's hand, her face was full of concern.

In the end, the emotion in his eyes turned into a kind smile: "Okay Huihui, it's getting late, you pack up and go to bed, don't play too late."

After Liu Fenglan went out, the room became quiet again.

Hui Yingzi put the clothes aside.

Taking out the mobile phone hidden under the quilt, Li Juexiu did not send a text message. He is very smart, of course he can guess why he hung up the phone in a hurry.

On winter nights, even the air in the house is chilly.

Hui Yingzi: 【Mother came in just now, I'm sorry. 】

Li Juexiu: [I guessed it. 】

Hui Yingzi: 【#悲大了】

Hui Yingzi: [But don't worry, mom doesn't seem to have such a big opinion of you now. 】

The font on the screen was very small and clear, and Li Juexiu stared at it for a long time.

Then there was a smile on his face, and his deep eyes were dimmed.

The last message is ended by him.

[Let's rest, it's late. 】

Then he put down his phone, resting his arms on his head, and looked at the bright moon outside.

There was a tinge of desolation in the pale night light.

I don't know when I got used to looking at the night outside the window.

He naturally picked up the cigarette on the table and lit it.

Slowly, smoke rose around.

After flicking the cigarette twice and not taking a few puffs, it was snuffed out in the ashtray.

The night was getting darker, and the messy thoughts and sleepiness gradually swept through my heart.