The little mute's life was stolen, and the wealthy boss comes to spoil him

Lu Ze is easy to be soft-hearted, especially towards Tang Wan.

He has always been easily manipulated by Tang Wan.

So when Tang Wan spoke up, Lu Ze was actually not too angry.

In addition to being angry, he was also afraid.

He has seen the tombstone at Tangwan's mother's house, the blood-stained past, and the complete corpse that has not been pieced together until now.

He didn't want the friend he cherished since childhood to become like that.

He didn't want little Tang Wan to turn into a little box, lying lifeless in the cold cemetery.

She just needs to grow up healthy and happy. Why must she do these dangerous things?

But Lu Ze looked into Tang Wan's eyes and swallowed all the words he wanted to say.

He always respects Tang Wan's decision.

This time, there will be no exception.

But where no one noticed, Fu Wenzhi's eyes kept falling on the place where Tang Wan and Lu Ze's fingers intersected.

Silently licking the tip of his teeth with the tip of his tongue.

Fu Wenzhi knew clearly that the Lu family was different from anyone else in Tang Wan's eyes.

Even Lu Ze has "privileges" that others cannot achieve.

At least Tang Wan has never treated himself with such a tone and attitude.

Such thoughts made Fu Wenzhi feel a little angry.

This feeling of not being able to control everything made him particularly irritable.

It's just that he has always been self-possessed and can suppress the malice in his heart, but the look he looked at Tang Wan was really not normal.

Chen Shuo closed his eyes silently and focused on one thing, out of sight and out of mind.

Crazy, all crazy.

Let the world be destroyed.

When I came out of the ward, there were obviously four people on the way, but now there are only three people left.

The three cubs were walking back, and there was fresh snow falling in the sky.

They are scattered on the heads of the three cubs, like small white flowers dotted with them, covering the world with a silver gauze.

Tang Wan held it up with both hands, and there were some snowflakes in his palms.

She whispered: "It's snowing."

"Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, and there will definitely be a bumper harvest next year."

Lu Ze twitched his lips, but found that he couldn't laugh at all. He could only suppress all his emotions, looked at Tang Wan and said, "It will be fine, everything will be fine."

He looked firmly at the looming moon and said firmly: "It will get better and better."

Tang Wan wanted to say something else, but he felt a scarf fall on his head, isolating the white snow.

Tang Wan didn't even need to turn around to know who the person who made such a move was.

It's Fu Wenzhi.

He took off his scarf, wrapped Tang Wan's head, and whispered, "Be careful, don't catch a cold."

Among them, Tang Wan is the weakest.

Even with careful care over the years, the root of the disease still fell into the body.

Tang Wan's entire little face was buried in the scarf, and there was a familiar scent of mint in her nose, wrapping her up.

It obviously smells very cold, but for some reason, it is the source of warmth in this cold New Year.

Tang Wan knew that this was all his illusion.

It was only because he had just left his best friend that he felt that Fu Wenzhi's company was so precious.

At this moment, Fu Wenzhi suddenly said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't worry."

"I will always be here."

This is the chain Fu Wenzhi found for himself.

It is also the only anchor point in this world without coordinates.

As long as he stayed by Tang Wan's side, Fu Wenzhi would not be at risk of getting lost.

Lu Ze, who was in front of him, saw that his two friends were walking and leaving him alone. They ran back in a hurry, grabbed a little cub in one hand, and jumped towards home.

"Let's go home!"

Tang Wan's eyes were brighter than the moon in the sky, and she nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Come back home!

But Fu Wenzhi's eyes kept falling on Tang Wan.

Never left.

……

In the blink of an eye, spring has passed and autumn has come, and Tang Wan has been elected as the student union president for nine consecutive years.

This is her last year as president of the junior high school and elementary school.

In the past nine years, the entire school has undergone a transformation.

The previous situation of using family background to suppress others is almost gone.

And grades are not the only criterion for assessing these children.

In addition to the self-study rooms, the new consultation rooms and reflection rooms are also a major feature of Lingyun College.

Many schools come here to learn the management plan of the student union, but most of them fail.

If nothing else, Tang Wan’s management style is not something that ordinary people can learn.

Students who take their grades as their privilege will not fare better than Tang Wan and Fu Wenzhi.

Students who take their family background as their privilege will not be better than the small group in Tangwan.

In terms of ability and ability to compete, not to mention, not many people can compare to Ying Tangwan and her secretary-general.

Tang Wan and Fu Wenzhi are almost the twin stars of Lingyun College, one is the bright sun and the other is the bright moon in the night.

They are inseparable, like shadow and master, invincible.

But now, Tang Wan frowned as he looked at the high school student union invitation and wanted to refuse.

If she wanted to become the student council president in high school, she would have been the president for twelve years!

How many twelve years are there in life!

But Tang Wan's refusal may have no effect.

Because the president of the high school department is Tang Wan’s little fanboy, he almost fell to his knees in front of Tang Wan!

"Young president, just promise me QAQ, if you weren't the president of the high school, they would tear me apart!"

"How can other people control those skinny monkeys? You save people to the end, and you send Buddhas to the West. For the last three years, you and I are all together."

Tang Wan didn't say anything. He looked at Fu Wenzhi, who was now a senior in high school, and said, "Can't you just leave it to Zhizhi?"

squeak...

The president of the high school felt as if he was being shown off when he heard this disgusting title.

Fu Wenzhi is so lucky!

It's just that we participated in the same variety show with the young president, and we have been friends with the young president for so long!

He is so jealous!

The high school president's expression was distorted, and he seemed to be extremely angry with this person.

However, Tang Wan just looked at him with some confusion, and then said, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"Of course not!" The high school president quickly interrupted Tang Wan, his voice was a little high, which startled Tang Wan, "You don't know, little president, he has been organizing the student union of the junior high school. We won't be able to do it without you." Can't call him."

When Tang Wan heard this, he felt that they might have some misunderstanding about Fu Wenzhi.

For no other reason than that Fu Wenzhi has become much more restrained in these years than before, and is not as difficult to get along with at all.

But they still wore colored glasses and looked at Fu Wenzhi with old eyes, which was unfair to Fu Wenzhi.

So Tang Wan shook his head.

"Don't say that, Zhizhi is not that kind of person."