Reborn as a Good Child

Yan Hui didn't expect that just an ordinary chat would set fire to himself, and his bookish lover would swear dirty words, and he was angry at first glance, begging for mercy: "Look at what you said, I didn't say anything about him No, it’s just that he’s matured a lot. Just listen to the reviews. When you get along with people, you have to rely on your own eyes to see the other person’s character, not the reviews. They’re actually pretty good. He won't suffer from friendship, as you said, this person is very pure, which is more precious than gold in this circle that looks bright on the surface but is like a big dye vat in the dark, it is very rare."

Zhang Su said leisurely: "Peipei can pay, so I can't pay?"

Yan Hui laughed and said, "Of course you can. Whom you associate with is your freedom. How can I interfere? I know you already regard him as a friend, and he seems to value you very much. Bai San rarely has serious problems. Many people in the circle know about getting up, and if he wakes up early to cheer you on, it shows his attitude."

Zhang Su glanced at the flower basket with the words "gifted by Bai Yihan" next to him, smiled and said, "You don't interfere? Don't think I don't know, you secretly stopped Peipei from getting in touch with me, why? Afraid of me Broke your sister?"

Yan Hui whispered helplessly: "Look at what you said, I was afraid that she would spoil you, Zong Zong, I know I was wrong, I was too much last night, I have already apologized, don't be angry ?"

Zhang Su blushed, and said coldly: "What nonsense are you talking about in public?!"

Yan Hui said pitifully: "Look at you, since early this morning, you've been yelling at me every time I say something. You're very angry and full of dislike for me. I'm very sad."

Zhang Su also ignored the public, lowered his voice and said with gnashing teeth: "Are you sad? Can you be more shameless? You know that I am opening today, but you still make trouble so late, no matter how much you beg you, you won't stop." ..., have you considered me?"

Yan Hui looked at his slightly pale face, feeling distressed and regretful, and said with a bitter face: "Uncle, I was wrong. I drank some wine last night, and my mind was not clear, so I lost control. Stop drinking."

Zhang Su sneered and said, "Never drink again? Do you think I'm a fool?"

Yan Hui patted his head and said: "I'm wrong, it's a bit difficult not to drink anymore, after all, some entertainment can't be avoided, but I can guarantee that I will never enter your room after drinking, and come to you I will never touch you either! Okay?

Look, uncle, not seeing you is already the biggest punishment for me, please forgive me this time. "

Zhang Su snorted coldly and stopped talking, Yan Hui wiped off his cold sweat, and said in a low voice, "I know you're not feeling well, otherwise, you go in and sit for a while, and I'll help you bear it here."

Zhang Su said: "It's rare that you still know that I'm not feeling well, but there's no need, the bookstore is mine, and it's not appropriate for me to be lazy today. If you're tired, go in and rest."

Yan Hui said aggrievedly: "I didn't say I was tired, I was just afraid that you would feel uncomfortable. I really knew I was wrong, and I regretted it too. Seeing you suffer is worse than myself."

Zhang Su squinted at him, and said, "You are talking about tongue twisters."

Yan Hui said urgently: "Look why you don't believe me, I am your lover, will I not feel sorry for you? If you are really angry, at worst, let you do it back!"

Zhang Su's eyes lit up, and he turned around and said, "Are you serious?"

Yan Hui was dumbfounded: "What did I say?"

Zhang Su's eyes were faintly green, and he said: "Don't try to get away with it, I heard it very clearly just now, remember your words! I hate people who don't count their words!"

Yan Hui was tongue-tied, but the water spilled by what he said could not be taken back, and he couldn't be Zhang Su's "most hated" person. He opened his mouth for a long time, but he could only sigh, and his whole body was limp.

But Zhang Su swept away the previous gloom, and his whole body was in high spirits. Yan Hui looked at him and smiled resignedly. Forget it, he was so happy, even for his excitement, it was worth it.

Yan Pei took Bai Yihan to visit the entire bookstore, and introduced in a rambling manner as he walked: "Look, Yihan, this is mainly for learning materials, this is for finance, and this area is for leisure and health care." Like, here, this piece is my favorite, mainly some novels and comics, Brother Zhang has a complete range of books here, most of the books by well-known authors are here, there are tables and benches by the window , provide convenience to those who read books, and provide refreshments if necessary.”

Bai Yihan asked, "Are the books free to read?"

Yan Pei blinked, and said slyly: "The book is free to read, but be careful, there must be no damage when returning it, and no take-out is allowed, but refreshments are charged."

Bai Yihan nodded and said, "Oh, I understand."

He walked to the area of ​​the novel, his slender fingers brushed across the rows of spines, and stopped in front of a book called "Blue Night", lightly traced the title of the book with his fingertips, and carefully took it out.

Yan Pei stretched out his head to take a look, and said excitedly: "Yihan, do you also like Nanshan Dada's books? I am also a fan of his books."

Bai Yihan looked at the "Author: Nanshan" written on the front of the book, and sighed a little. He recognized this "Nanshan" in his previous life.

"Nanshan" is the author's pen name. His real name is Xu Youran. He is a well-known writer. He is mainly famous for writing suspense and reasoning novels. He is very talented. His books are not very prolific, but almost all of them are bestsellers , It's a pity, it may be that the sky is jealous of the talent, he died very early, half a year earlier than Bai Yihan, he was only 28 years old when he died, he died very dishonorably, it can be said that he was ruined and without dignity, The cause of death was suicide by jumping off a building. He jumped from the 24th-floor building, and his whole body was completely unrecognizable. The news photos were covered with blood-red mosaics. Unfortunately, no one sympathized with him. He had prepared a simple memorial service, but it was also crazily destroyed after being found out. The scene was chaotic. Photos of Xu Youran's life were thrown on the ground and trampled on. Against the backdrop of broken glass, it also looked hideous.

Bai Yihan liked his book very much, and when he learned of his death, he himself was not doing well, so he was very sad for him for a while. The reason why Xu Youran was ruined was that he was exposed as a homosexual and seduced a married man. Many people despise the male mistress who destroys other people's families. In addition, he is more or less a public figure, and this matter is magnified. At first, it was just a public opinion attack. It was leaked by someone, the photos were posted everywhere, and it became a personal attack. Someone deliberately guided the emotions of the masses. Whenever he went out, he would always be injured, and the door of his house would always be posted. Some insulting words were even brought into the house by the man's original wife. No one knows what happened that day, but on the third day after that, Xu Youran jumped out of the window of the house, From then on, I no longer have to be insulted and accused, and that man has never shown up from the beginning to the end, and no one knows who he is.

Bai Yihan looked at this familiar book that he had read several times, and was a little dazed for a while, Yan Pei didn't even respond to shouting a few times, he pushed him strangely and said: "Hey, Yihan, you're back to your senses! Why? about you?"

Bai Yihan came back to his senses, touched the cover of the book slowly with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "I am also a fan of his books... It's a pity that I don't know his real information, and I really want to know the real him."

Yan Pei put his chin in both hands and said: "Who says it's not? Your idea is the voice of the majority of book fans. Unfortunately, no one knows his real information."

Bai Yihan sighed lightly and said, "It's better not to know, it's also a kind of protection for him."

Yan Pei nodded and said: "Yes, as a fan of his books, as long as you support his works, he is an author after all, not a star, haha."

Bai Yihan nodded, and slowly stroked the cover with his fingers. In fact, he knew Xu Youran's address. After all, it had been exposed at that time. I always believe that Xu Youran is not that kind of person. This can be seen from his words. People who write such words will never do things that destroy people's families. There may be other secrets behind that matter. Besides, it is not difficult to see the man-made traces behind the fermentation of the whole incident at that time. Many people speculated that the man's wife was behind the push, but she stood on the commanding heights of morality, and no one would blame her. Behavior.

When he went back, Bai Yihan took the book away. He sat in the car, stroked the cover of the book slowly with his palm, and said to Pan Wen: "Pan Wen, please, take me to 'Elegant Garden' first." The place where Xu Youran lives is called Yayuan, a very inconspicuous, half-new and not old community.

Pan Wen responded, and turned the steering wheel skillfully. When he arrived, Bai Yihan got out of the car with a book and asked Pan Wen to wait in the car. He followed an aunt carrying vegetables into the community. Know what you can do here, don't know what you can do for Xu Youran, get close to him?Then find out the truth of the matter?He didn't know who was right and who was wrong, and what the truth was. He only knew that even if it was true, Xu Youran wouldn't be guilty of death. He was still so young, and he was so talented. Beautiful years, just like... myself.

He searched among rows of high-rise buildings, and saw the one where Xu Youran lived. Maybe he is writing the next book now, or maybe he is trying to catch up on sleep because he stayed up late last night to write the manuscript. , is alive, not a bloody photo.