Sustained high temperature

Lin Chuyan saw a few books beside the trash can beside the playground. They were quite old and curled up.He took a closer look, and found that they were all extracurricular books, and they were not particularly damaged.It seems that the awkward master reluctantly lent these books to a classmate who didn't like them, and when they got them back, they didn't like what they wanted and simply threw them away.

Lin Chuyan stood facing the pile of books for a long time, but still couldn't resist reaching out to pick them up.After wiping it clean with a paper towel, he carried the book and walked to the bench behind a few trees on the edge of the playground and sat down.

Last time Feng Qi asked to give him some books, but he refused, but in fact he still wanted to read them very much.So he thought for a long time and decided: If there is a chance next time, he will ask Feng Qi to borrow books.He will take care of it very carefully, just like Song Lian.

Lin Chuyan simply believes that reading can make him improve, so he wants to read.With the remaining light in the sky, Lin Chuyan read the book in his hand seriously.

When the yellow lights came on on the playground and the sound of the boys playing ball could not disturb him, Lin Chuyan eagerly absorbed the knowledge in the book.

It wasn't until it was almost completely dark that there was no one on the playground before Lin Chuyan raised his head, stretched his neck, picked up the book and walked towards the security room.

Usually at this time, Sun Bingzhi would have already changed shifts and sat inside.As soon as he walked to the door today, Lin Chuyan heard a strange voice:

"Recently there have been frequent accidents, and other schools always have accidents. Two people are on duty at night. Today, Lao Li and Lao Sun are here together. You two must be serious and responsible. Don't let suspicious people into the school. There are so many The safety of the boarding students depends on you."

Two loud voices answered his words: "Don't worry!"

Lin Chuyan heard the person who might be the leader say: "Then I'll go first, you are responsible for your work, you have worked hard."

With the sound of footsteps, Lin Chuyan's heart beat fast. He reacted quickly and ran out of the school quickly with a soft voice.

Lin Chuyan stopped after running for a long distance. He was panting heavily, propping his hands on his knees.

After recovering her breath, Lin Chuyan slowly stood up and clenched her hands.

He has been under the care of Sun Bingzhi all this time, but that was paid by Sun Bingzhi on charges of dereliction of duty.

He is just a homeless boy of unknown origin. His life experience is pitiful, but he has no reason to exchange his misery for others' sympathy.

If someone found out, Lin Chuyan would at most be scolded and taken into the police station for interrogation.However, Sun Bingzhi may pay the price of losing his job.

Lin Chuyan sniffed, Sun Bingzhi also had Xiaobao and Niuniu to support, how much would it cost for the two siblings to go to high school.

Lin Chuyan hugged the book in his arms tightly, knowing that his heart would never allow him to continue like this.

Lin Chuyan quickly made a decision.But he didn't know how to tell Sun Bingzhi, and didn't know if there was anyone else there, so he walked forward blankly with the book in his arms.

The hateful thing is that the city is full of bright lights, which always make lonely people invisible.

When Feng Qi walked to the door of "Lost", he was not in a good mood.He was almost coerced by Xiao Qiyuan, a lunatic who called him drunk and told him to come to this bar and tell him what he had to say.

Feng Qi was naturally reluctant.But towards Xiao Qiyuan, he always felt guilty.Not much, but enough for Feng Qi to tolerate his provocations so many times over the years.He remembered Xiao Qiyuan a few years ago, young and full of hope, always saying to him: "You are my idol, the direction of my progress."

Probably he was going down step by step, insulting the "direction" that Xiao Qiyuan had always trusted, which made Xiao Qiyuan hate him so much.

Xiao Qiyuan nestled in a corner, pouring wine into his mouth.Feng Qi dodged the people around him who wanted to strike up a conversation, and strode towards Xiao Qiyuan's place.He turned on the light on the wall, took the wine glass from Xiao Qiyuan's hand, sat opposite him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Qiyuan raised his lower eyelids and glanced at him lazily.

Feng Qi put the wine glass on the table and made a heavy crashing sound.He didn't speak, just leaned on the sofa, waiting for Xiao Qiyuan.

Xiao Qiyuan didn't pay attention to him at first, and didn't drink any alcohol, just nestled on the sofa, pretending to be lazy, as if Feng Qi wasn't called by him by force.

As time passed, he glanced at Feng Qi.The other party still looked calm and didn't urge anything, but it was just like this that made him appear extraordinarily cold and indifferent.

Xiao Qiyuan's eyes were red, but he was still discouraged. He asked, "Can you be a model again?"

Feng Qi looked at him in surprise: "Why?"

Xiao Qiyuan took another sip of wine, and finally squeezed out a few words: "You... are very suitable for the catwalk."

Feng Qi on the runway is so special, there is a unique power in his eyes.It is an extremely calm and introverted force, a force that bears the pain of the earth-shattering but endures desperately.

Xiao Qiyuan was shocked by that terrifying divine power, and made him embark on the difficult road of modeling without hesitation.

This line of work pays too much attention to natural things. If he wants to get ahead, he has to work hard to polish himself and refine his aura.He has been in the industry for many years, and he has been training himself with Feng Qi's aura as his goal.

But he watched Feng Qi's aura disappear.He saw that Feng Qi's eyes gradually turned cold, and the hidden power disappeared little by little.He angrily thought that because Feng Qi looked down on him, he no longer wanted to show even a little bit of that kind of aura in front of him.He felt that the person who initially said he would treat him as a friend and guide him earnestly didn't even bother to make friends with him.

But he gradually realized that something seemed to be pulling Feng Qi, dragging him and crushing him.Feng Qi has never been able to make outstanding achievements in this industry again, he is very puzzled and flustered.

He grew up little by little relying on Feng Qi's shadow, but he suddenly lost his direction, his eyes were dark, he was afraid that he would never find that feeling again, and even more afraid that he would never be able to defeat Feng Qi again.

Feng Qi has a special meaning to him.He admires him and is attracted to him, but he can't help loathing him and wanting to surpass him.

The contradictory psychology made Xiao Qiyuan impetuous. He never thought that unless it was in Andersen's fairy tales, if there was no light, the shadow would disappear in an instant.To be the shadow of another person is a futile thing.The stupid shadow wants to replace the body, but it will become confused and don't know what the real self is.

He was worried that Feng Qi was really not in this business anymore, and he was worried that he would also lose the motivation to move forward.He stared nervously at Feng Qi, eager for him to give an affirmative answer.He thought, how could anyone get tired of the runway, the place that shines so brightly?Feng Qi must be lying to him.

But Feng Qi sat upright across from her, speaking clearly: "I won't be a model anymore."

Xiao Qiyuan let out a hoarse roar: "Why?"

Feng Qi lowered her eyes, did not try to sway him, and replied seriously: "I won't live long. I won't spend time on this anymore."

Feng Qi lost her vitality little by little.After Feng Mi died, he lived alone for so many years, never seeing the light for a moment.

In the beginning, he also rebelled against fate in his heart.He immersed himself in his work and devoted all his enthusiasm to his work, so he was shining brightly at that time.

He wrestled with death and fate, that's why he had the shocking power that Xiao Qiyuan saw.

But in those few years, how much indifference did Feng Qi suffer from the cruel world?His heart has long been pierced with blood from the dense pain, dragging his broken body to live, but no one has given him real happiness.

He regarded Xiao Qiyuan as a true friend at that time.The clean and enthusiastic Xiao Qiyuan was regarded as a bright color in the gloomy life, but this friend turned his head and stabbed him, saying to him: "Why do you look down on me!"

Feng Qi then understood that in this world, it is difficult for people to communicate with each other.It is difficult to convey the true thoughts of the heart to others.He can only live alone, accepting his fate painfully.

How many unknown cruel facts woven the net of his death, and who cares?Now, he just calmly waits for the grave to be dug soon.

Xiao Qiyuan cursed in a low voice: "What the hell are you talking about? You are useless." He stared at Feng Qi, and said self-righteously: "If you die, you will die on the catwalk. Die successfully, it is much better than you."

Feng Qi glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Xiao Qiyuan said again: "Why don't you go back to the runway? Think about your past glory, that was the most beautiful time for Asian models."

Feng Qi stood up, unwilling to listen to him anymore.What can I say?Xiao Qiyuan didn't understand at all.

Xiao Qiyuan jumped up and pressed his shoulder: "Listen to me!"

He drank too much alcohol, he felt a little dizzy when he stood up, and soon fell back on the sofa.

Feng Qi glanced at him, slowly lowered his body, and told him very sincerely: "Stop talking. Xiao Qiyuan, be sober, and leave me alone. Be yourself, and you can become a very good model."

Xiao Qiyuan looked at him in a daze, and wanted to say something more, but Feng Qi walked away with big strides.He was so dizzy that he couldn't stand up for a while, and could only watch Feng Qi walk away.

Walking to the door of the bar, Feng Qi suddenly heard an angry roar: "Don't touch me!"

His heart tightened suddenly, the voice seemed to be Lin Chuyan's.