Quickly wear: Lord God is not restrained at all

his home?

He looked at the girl suspiciously, his eyes fell coldly on her face, and finally said lightly: "It's inconvenient."

After saying that, he turned and left. Jiang Cha stood behind him, looking at the boy's back, as if she had known he would say that.

Qi Cuo was still very concerned about what was behind him and wanted to look back several times.

Suddenly, he was not paying attention and bumped into a wall of flesh. The next second, a slap was thrust directly into his forehead.

Qi Cuo was caught off guard and fell straight back, sitting on the ground in an instant.

The pain in his butt brought him back to reality. His eyes hidden under his hair looked at the person who pushed him without any warmth.

The man was tall and strong, hunched over, holding a bottle of wine in one hand.

The plain face was filled with anger: "You are walking so slowly, do you want to starve me to death? Go home and cook! I want to eat!"

Qi Cuo clenched his fists. The man in front of him was his biological father.

The man took a sip of wine and glanced at Qi Cuo with a curse.

Qi Cuo got up from the ground, looking a little embarrassed.

Qi Rong had already turned around and walked towards the roadside restaurant. Qi Cuo clapped his hands indifferently and lowered his eyes.

The people around were not surprised by this and seemed to have gotten used to it.

Standing behind the pillar under the market, Jiang Cha shifted his gaze from the young man in the distance to the shop on the roadside.

When Qi Rong was young, he brought back a woman from another place and married her.

Not long after the marriage, Qi Cuo was born, but Qi Rong was addicted to alcohol.

His true nature was revealed not long after the marriage, and he beat and kicked Qi Cuo's mother.

Not long after giving birth to Qi Cuo, the already gloomy woman became so depressed that she jumped into the sea in the middle of the night.

When someone found it, it was already a cold corpse.

Qi Rong felt somewhat remorseful at first, but he refused to change his bad habits. After a few days of peace, he started buying alcohol.

Qi Cuo was lucky and grew up through many ups and downs.

As soon as Qi Rong drank, he would attack the very young Qi Cuo.

The boy grew up in such an environment and his personality became gloomy and depressed.

Qi Cuo's back gradually disappeared in the old path. Jiang Cha narrowed his eyes, with an unclear emotion in his eyes.

1

The wind from the beach carries the fishy smell of sea water. The houses on the beach are all self-built houses, and the most outstanding one among them is the only bungalow.

There is no decoration, just the original red brick wall.

The night gradually enveloped the seaside town, and the sea was sparkling at night.

Qi Cuo sat on a small bench at the door. He looked up at the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

He had finished his meal, but his nominal father had not returned yet.

Qi Cuo had become accustomed to it. He leaned against the handmade chair, which made a clattering sound, as if the chair would fall apart in the next second.

the other side,

Drunken men staggered along the paths, crisscrossing the alleys.

Qi Rong burped. Although he was only in his forties, his face looked particularly haggard.

He had just turned a corner when a man almost collided with him.

The only thing he could see in the blurry view was a child. Qi Rong was acting arrogantly, relying on his adult status:

"Kid, you're walking with your eyes open! You almost bumped into me!"

Jiang Cha stood not far from Qi Rong. Under the dim street light, her appearance was hidden in the darkness.

It was such a coincidence that she ran into this drunkard.

Jiang Cha rubbed his wrists, and the scene of the man domestic violence against the young Qi Cuo flashed through his mind.

A burst of anger erupted from the bottom of my heart.

Just as he was about to take action, Liuyi hurriedly said, "The fragments are coming."

Jiang Cha was about to raise his foot, but immediately pulled it back.

She wanted to turn around and leave, but it seemed as if she had eyes on the back of her head and she dodged the hand that was approaching from behind her.

Qi Rong looked at his empty hands and had no idea how the person in front of him dodged.

But he didn't care and burped. The girl in front of him was obviously not a local from her dress.

He had also worked in big cities in his early years, and he could tell at a glance that the child in front of him was in good conditions.

The look in his eyes was extremely unpleasant, and Jiang Cha's eyes were slightly cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Why are you here?"

Qi Cuo's voice came from the side, and Jiang Cha's eyes moved to him.

Qi Cuo walked forward quickly, without drawing a clear line between the two as he had done before. He grabbed Jiang Cha's hand and pulled her behind him.

I looked at my father and found that he was drunk again as expected.

Qi Cuo suppressed his emotions and looked at the man in front of him.

Qi Rong smiled and said, "Is this your friend? When did such a fair and beautiful girl appear?"

Qi Cuo pushed his body without saying a word, and supported Qi Rong with his small body.

As soon as the man leaned on him, he found his fulcrum in an instant and pressed his whole body on him.

Qi Cuo remained calm and looked back at Jiang Cha before leaving.

The street lights at the entrance of the alley were dim and yellow, making the alley seem a little lonely.

In the end, I couldn't bear it: "Follow me."

Jiang Cha looked around and found that nothing around here was a big deal to her.

But she still raised her feet and followed his pace obediently. There was great strength hidden under her thin body.

He can drag an adult and walk very fast.

I quickly walked out of the alley, and the sea breeze blew on my face instantly. The vast sea was now pitch black.

All I could hear was the sound of waves, as if some wild animal was calling in the darkness.

Keep walking along the stone slabs along the seashore and you will soon reach the bungalow with red brick walls.

Qi Cuo led his men into the house, and Jiang Cha stood outside the house consciously.

Looking left and right, this house is so small that the kitchen is built outside.

There is also a small shabby house in the corner of the bungalow, and the wood seems to be pieced together.

Jiang Cha walked to the small shabby house and just as he put his hand on the wooden door, Qi Cuo's voice sounded from behind him.

"do not move."

Jiang Cha turned his head and met Qi Cuo's gaze, his eyes becoming even colder.

There were some waves before, but now there is really no emotion at all.

Jiang Cha blinked, walked to the front, pulled over a chair and sat down.

Qi Cuo looked at her as if she was at home, pursed his lips and remained silent.

Qi Cuo took out a new chair from the house and sat not far from Jiang Cha.

Neither of them spoke first.

Jiang Cha moved his gaze to his face. The boy's long hair blocked his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression.

"You are not her."

The young man suddenly spoke, and a hint of amusement flashed in Jiang Cha's eyes, and he looked at him with a strange look.

"Oh? What are you talking about?"

Qi Cuo suddenly stood up. Although he was small in stature, he gave people a sense of oppression.

Ginger tea was unmoved.

Qi Cuocai continued: "I have never believed in ghosts and gods, but I just know that you are not the Ruan Tiantian from before. Who are you?"

Jiang Cha swallowed and raised his eyebrows: "I'm thirsty."

Qi Cuo choked and met her gaze, speechless for a moment, but still turned and went to the open-air kitchen behind him.

Poured her a cup of water from the kettle.

I took a sip of the ginger tea slowly and it tasted a bit astringent.

"Are you a ghost? Or something else? What do you want to do?"

Jiang Cha held the cup and looked straight at the person in front of him.

Qi Cuo was calm and composed at first, but his eyes gradually became vague.

Jiang Cha tapped his chin with one hand: "I will stay here for a few more days. Take me to the sea to catch fish on the weekend!"

She avoided the question, Qi Cuo's eyes widened, but Jiang Cha had already walked out.

The night was dark and no one set foot on the beach at night.

Jiang Cha crossed his arms and walked slowly on the road, with his arms around his chest. There was always a figure following him, but he also advanced and retreated in moderation.

Jiang Cha was in a good mood and humming a song while walking.

1

Ever since she asked for his advice that night, Qi Cuo could see her even at school.

The sudden appearance of this girl attracted the attention of some senior students.

Jiang Cha sat on the lawn at the edge of the playground, perfunctorily dismissing the little boys who came to ask for her number one after another.

She is the investor, so it is easy for her to stay in the school.

The sun was scorching overhead, and it was the last class in the afternoon, and Qi Cuo's class was having a physical education class.

Jiang Cha took a sip of the ice water in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and his gaze fell on the class gathered on the playground.

They lined up and started running along the dotted line of the playground, and Jiang Cha watched them intently.

Qi Cuo stood in the crowd, and the boy next to him poked his arm and said, "Look, that girl is still in school. I heard she's a rich girl from a big city.

I don't know what she's doing in our school. She looks a year older than us. What do you think my chances of success are if I ask her for her contact information?"

As the endless chatter came into his ears, Qi Cuo's eyes looked straight ahead without the slightest change.

Sweat climbed up his cheeks and he remained silent.

After running two laps, the teacher felt too hot and simply let them move freely.

Some boys went to play basketball in groups of two or three, while the girls went hand in hand to enjoy the cool air under the big tree near the wall.

Qi leaned against the shade of the tree, his eyes unconsciously looking in the direction of Jiang Cha.

But the person who was originally sitting there was nowhere to be seen, and Qi Cuo frowned.

"Hey, Qi Cuo, there's one person missing, can you fill in?"

The boy was standing on the playground holding a basketball and shouting at him, but Qi Cuo just glanced at him and said nothing.

He suddenly felt a chill on his neck, causing goose bumps to appear on his skin.

He looked back instantly and saw Jiang Cha standing behind him, with one end of the ice water in his hand touching his skin.

Qi Cuo looked up at her, and Jiang Cha sat down and threw the water into his arms.

Sitting next to him, I looked sideways at him: "What's that expression?"

Qi Cuo reacted instantly and lowered his eyes, unscrewed the bottle and took a few sips.

"What are you going to do tomorrow?"

"Go fishing in the sea."

"Do you have a boat?"

"No, it's from the uncle next door. I want to give him 30% of the fish I catch."

"Is it always like this?"

"kindness."

"Can I go with you then?"

"?"

His eyes fell on the person next to him, and Jiang Cha turned her head to meet his gaze.

Look at each other openly.

With my hands on the grass on both sides, the light shining through the leaves above my head hit my face, feeling a little hot.

Qi Cuo didn't agree, but he didn't say no either.

He also didn't know why a grown-up girl could stay in their small, shabby school during school hours.

Three o'clock in the morning,

As soon as Qi Cuo pushed open the door of his shabby house, he saw a figure sitting at the door of the bungalow.

He was startled at first, but the sound of him opening the door made the figure turn around and Jiang Cha looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Qi Cuo didn't expect that she would actually come. He looked at the roadside. It was quiet and there was nothing around.

Jiang Cha yawned: "Hurry up and pack up, and go to sea!"

In the end, Jiang Cha got on the boat of the uncle next door to Qi Cuo's house.

The uncle looked at the girl with fair and translucent skin, steadied himself and asked a few more questions: "Qi Cuo, who is this girl?"

Qi Cuo looked at the person on the fishing tackle and said lightly, "Friend."

The sky was still dark, the waves were roaring, and the fishing boat was staggering out to sea.

During fishing time, you have to set out at three or four o'clock, and it takes some time to get to the place where the nets are cast.

Jiang Cha was curled up at the stern, his body swaying with the movement of the boat.

Qi Cuo, wearing a black and gray outfit, sat next to Jiang Cha, leaning on the deck.

He took out an apple from his arms and handed it to Jiang Cha, who shook his head.

Qi Cuo turned his head to look at her: "Seasick?"

Jiang Cha yawned: "I'm sleepy."

Qi Cuo: “…”

Qi Cuo watched her leaning against the board, and the light bulb on the boat flickered.

The girl had her eyes closed, white skin and a palm-sized face.

But what impressed him most was probably her eyes, which were bright and familiar.

What exactly is she going to do.

Looking at her profile, Qi Cuo couldn't help but be distracted. Suddenly, a big wave passed by the boat and it shook violently.

Jiang Cha seemed to be caught off guard and her head hit the board hard, causing her so much pain that the saline solution almost came out.

Qi Cuo raised his hand and then put it down again, and could only ask dryly: "Are you okay?"

Jiang Cha glared at him. How could it not hurt with such a loud noise?

Qi Cuo raised his hand and gently placed it on her head, patting her twice as a symbol of comfort.

Jiang Cha blinked, and Qi Cuo stood up instantly: "It's almost there."

After saying that, he turned and left with an unsteady step. Jiang Cha saw it and laughed softly.

This is the life of most fishermen, and it was my first time to experience ginger tea.

Qi Cuo skillfully followed his uncle in casting the net. Having been at the seaside for many years, his skin was dark and dull.

They didn't sail back until after ten in the morning. The ginger tea was bearable, but this body couldn't keep up with such a high intensity.

She was so tired that she kept yawning. Qi Cuo was helping his uncle collect fish on the boat.

Suddenly he came up to me and said, "You go back first! Is there anyone coming to pick you up?"

Jiang Cha rubbed the corners of his eyes, swiped the physiological saline solution, and shook his head.

Qi Cuo was silent for a moment, turned around and looked at his uncle, who also looked over at him.

It was going to be busy here for a while, so he could only ask hesitantly: "Can you still hold on?"

Jiang Cha looked at him with an expression that said, "What are you talking about?"

Qi Cuo was silent, and finally jumped off the boat barefoot and stepped into the water: "If you don't mind, come to my house and rest first."

Jiang Cha nodded and followed Qi Cuo back home along the beach.

The door of the bungalow was closed and the people in the house seemed to be still asleep.

Qi Cuo rolled up his trouser legs and his long hair was a little wet. He wiped his hands and opened the door of the small shabby house next door.

His tone was a little cold: “If you are not used to it, I will find someone to take you back to town later.”

Jiang Cha had already reached the door and was looking around the shabby house, with iron sheets nailed to the top.

Although it was small and shabby, it was still clean, so she walked straight in.

He took off his shoes and fell directly onto the bed.

This bold and impolite look made Qi Cuo a little overwhelmed. This was the first time someone came into his residence.

He stood at the door, with a rare childish expression on his face: "Just close the door, there are clean quilt covers in the cupboard, I..."

After talking for a while, there was no response from the person on the bed.