Stand-in self-cultivation

After all, Jia Ran was still afraid of her younger sister, and the sense of obedience he had trained over the years made him acquiesce in Han Che's decision to follow.

The two walked and chatted, and when they heard that he hadn't eaten yet, Han Che dragged Jia Ran back to the cafeteria.After dinner, Han Che asked Jia Ran to wait at the door. After a while, he pushed a mountain bike with a back seat and motioned Jia Ran to get on the car.

"..." Jia Ran looked at the nondescript car with black lines all over his head, not knowing what to say.

"Get in the car, I'll take you there!" Han Che patted the seat, "It's firm, and I'm riding steadily, don't worry, come up."

"No, if I go by bike, I can scan a shared car."

Han Che was a little depressed. He looked down at his newly bought bike and asked without giving up: "My riding skills are really good, Jia Ran, you can rest assured."

Seeing his distraught look, Jia Ran could only explain a few words in embarrassment: "I'm a big man, and it's not very good to sit here. You should bring a girl in this car seat... Thank you, Han Che."

Han Che really wanted to say that he didn't take girls with him, and that this car seat was specially installed for you, but he kept his mouth shut seeing Jia Ran's embarrassment.

Accompanied by the noisy chirping of cicadas, City B announced the arrival of midsummer in a high-profile manner.

Two half-grown youths, sweating profusely, pedaled their bicycles vigorously in the sun. The light passed through the feathery leaves of the pagoda tree on the side of the road, light and jumping, and mottled all over the ground.It was noon, and scattered people on the street were holding umbrellas, bearing the heat and sleepiness brought by the summer with tired faces.

Many years later, when Jia Ran recalled it again, if he had chosen to let Han Che lead him, maybe fate would lead him to another unknown road.

Under the scorching sun, the clothes on the two of them were soaked when they arrived at the hospital.Under Jia Ran's vaguely reproachful gaze, Han Che lowered his head in shame - he wanted to take Jia Ran and ride slowly all the way, how romantic!Who knew that he was so mean, and proposed to compare who could ride faster... The two of them had to ride for 10 minutes for a four-ten-minute journey. The cyclist Jia Ran couldn't catch up.

The two went upstairs and saw that the door of Jia Meng's ward was open. The little girl was wearing a hospital gown, sitting on the sofa with her knees hugged, her head tilted and playing with her mobile phone. When she heard a voice, she turned her head and looked.

"Brother Han Che, you are here!" Jia Meng put down his phone and ran towards them with bare feet.

Jia Ran was extremely nervous. He subconsciously stood in front of Han Che, opened his arms and hugged Jia Meng. With a little effort, he held the little girl under his armpit and hugged the little girl straight up, and put her on the bed. Put your shoes on first."

Knowing that Jia Meng had her own unique way of "acting" in front of others, Jia Ran boldly tidied up her ward, except for some flowers and fruits sent by someone who did not know, and some books and papers.Jia Ran bowed his waist and put together all the scattered things, listening to the conversation between Han Che and Jia Meng with his ears open.

Whether the college entrance examination is tight, whether college is fun, what major is fun... The conversation between the two was normal, and Jia Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief.Holding Jia Meng's textbook and placing it on the spotless bay window, Jia Ran's eyes were suddenly attracted by a big box. What is it?

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

Jia Ran's outstretched hand immediately retracted, "It's nothing—that, do you still want these two cardboard boxes? Don't let me move them out and throw them away."

Jia Meng pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc, but when she saw Han Che's gaze, she immediately laughed: "Don't throw it away, bro, that's my skirt! Don't you know? Mr. Ma gave it to me!"

skirt?President Ma? !Jia Ran was astonished, he opened the cardboard box repeatedly, and there was indeed a gorgeous dress, some scattered accessories, and a pack of cosmetics inside.His face turned dark immediately, the dress that Ma Qiming gave Jia Meng? !How did he know that Jia Meng liked these clothes?It is impossible for him to take the initiative to meet Jia Meng...unless...unless he peeked at his notebook—the notebook full of secret wishes!

"It's my favorite brand! Brother, take it here, I'll put it on, and brother Han Che is here, let's see if I look good!" Jia Meng laughed as she talked, her small eyes narrowed very gratifyingly.

"No—" Jia Ran turned his back to Jia Meng, wishing he could call and ask Ma Qiming why he crossed the line!Why should he meddle in his own affairs? !

Why is he? !

"Lie down, don't worry about it, you look good in anything you wear."

Han Che kept his eyes open when Jia Ran refused to let him come to see Jia Meng. Hearing this, he quickly echoed, "Xiao Meng looks good in anything, so don't try it. You need to rest now..."

Jia Meng wanted to speak again, but her expression suddenly became entangled. She stretched out her hand to cover her mouth. When Han Che saw that he quickly brought the trash can, the sallow-faced little girl smelled the faint smell floating in the trash can, and couldn't bear it any longer. Can't help, straightened up and started to vomit with a "wow".

"Jia Ran, Jia Ran!" Han Che was taken aback, and quickly came to Jia Meng's side to comfort her. When Jia Ran saw that her sister was vomiting, she didn't bother to scold Ma Qiming in her heart.

"Let's go...vomit..." Jia Meng said intermittently, the vomit gave off an unpleasant sour smell, she was extremely uncomfortable, how did Han Che see such a distressed look?

"Brother, let's go and call the doctor for me..."

Han Che stretched out his arms and pressed the call light on the bedside, "The doctor will be here soon, just hold on!"

Jia Meng raised her head, tears had already blurred her eyes, she looked straight at Jia Ran, and within a second she bowed her head and vomited again.

"We'll leave when the doctor comes." Jia Ran twitched in distress, no matter what Jia Meng said, this was his sister after all, this was his only relative...

Jia Meng grabbed the bed sheet and yelled at the top of his voice, which shocked Han Che.

"Go now!"

"...Let's go." Jia Ran went out first, and whispered please when she saw the nurse rushing over, then walked straight to the elevator with her head down.

"What's going on? Jia Ran, you don't care about your sister anymore?" Han Che chased after her in a daze, and asked puzzledly, "Aren't we going to wait? Are you really leaving?"

At the moment when Han Che's hand was about to touch his shoulder, Jia Ran subconsciously avoided it. He looked at the hand hanging in mid-air, feeling confused, "I...I don't know either."

"Then we'll just wait here. How old is Jia Meng, why do you listen to everything she says..." Thinking of his brother who was indifferent to him in his family, Han Che felt very uncomfortable.Jia Ran's younger sister is too sensible, why doesn't Jia Ran treat her any better?If he can be with Jia Ran, then he will treat Jia Meng as his own sister, heal her illness, watch her get admitted to the university of her dreams, and make a boyfriend...

It wasn't until Jia Ran spoke that Han Che realized that he was thinking too far.

"Next time she asks you to come to see her, you still don't want to come." Jia Ran said calmly, stretched out his hand and pressed the down button of the elevator, "Seeing her is not good for either of you."

"Why?" Han Che couldn't help asking.

"Because Jia Meng likes you." The elevator door opened, and Jia Ran walked in first. He looked at Han Che who was standing at the door with a face full of teasing, and asked, "Would you like to go?"

Han Che quickly got into the elevator, "Okay, okay, I see, I don't see her, but what do you mean—it's not good for both of us? Is there any harm for me if I see her?"

Jia Ran tensed his body, his eyes were fixed on the electronic display screen in the elevator, and the numbers slowly decreased, just as he gradually calmed down.

"I can't tell you, but don't promise to see her anymore, and don't chat with her anymore..."

Hearing this, Han Che interrupted: "Jia Ran, what are you talking about? Is your sister a terrorist? Why are you so serious...Aren't we friends? Can't you explain it to me?"

The elevator stopped on the fourth floor with a "ding" sound, the door opened, and the people rushing in rushed away from the two people standing side by side. The quiet small space suddenly became noisy. In the corner, he looked at Jia Ran, and Jia Ran happened to be looking at him too——

We are not friends.

The voice in his ear disappeared. He looked at Jia Ran's mouth shape, and his heart beat a beat slower.It turned out that I was in his heart, not a friend...

The elevator stopped smoothly on the first floor, and the crowd filed out. Jia Ran wanted to leave, but was suddenly blocked by Han Che.

"What?"

Several people who wanted to take the elevator saw the tension in the elevator, took a step back and turned their heads to climb the stairs.

"Don't do anything—" Han Che swallowed nervously. He lowered his head and looked at the young man who was almost wrapped in his arms. His hands were trembling. The sudden throbbing made him almost unable to control his head and kissed. "I know my appearance is too abrupt, but I really want to be friends with you, can you give me some time?"

"...No need, thank you for accompanying me to see Jia Meng today, and thank you for lending me the money, I will pay you back as soon as possible." Jia Ran pushed Han Che's hand away, he lowered his head, not daring to Look at Han Che's disappointed eyes.

Friends...it's still too extravagant for me, isn't it?He is the young master of a rich family, a high-profile campus star, and he is just a social scum who has the opportunity to enter the school by selling his body... And as long as he thinks that Jia Meng has a crush on Han Che, he can't help it She couldn't stop being afraid, afraid that Jia Meng would tame Han Che like she tamed herself, control him, and ruin his life.

I'm really unlucky... I finally got a friend, but my sister has a good impression of him, how can I be so unlucky?Why is God so unfair?Why give yourself a sister who has cancer and is mentally ill?Why did my mother abandon herself?Why did grandma adopt Jia Meng?If she hadn't appeared... Grandma wouldn't have died so early, and she wouldn't have embarked on the path of "selling herself".

Jia Ran's eyes were a little sore, he stretched out his hand to pat his face, and sucked his nose.It's a pity that this pain mixed with inferiority complex, resentment and powerlessness to himself made him unable to relax for a long time. He walked quickly a few steps, pushed open the door of the toilet, and ducked into the cubicle with his head down.

"Click", the thin door panel cut off the outside world, Jia Ran couldn't bear it anymore, squatted on the ground and began to cry softly.

He blamed himself for being incompetent, having spent so many years working in the society from dawn to dusk but still hadn't achieved any results, and he blamed himself for not having the courage to ruthlessly abandon this little sister who was lagging behind, because he was greedy for the warmth brought by his relatives, She also complained that she was still grateful to Ma Qiming even though she was taken care of, and she was even obsessed with having sex with that man.

How shameless... Jia Ran bit her lower lip hard, suppressed her crying, and raised her head to look at the dim ceiling.

"Young man, why are you crying?"

"……belch."

The voice from the next room made Jia Ran hiccup in fright, he stood up in a panic, and wiped away his tears with his back against the door panel.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the next door, the man shook his wrist, and spread his five fingers to reveal a pack of hellokitty handkerchief paper, "There is no paper in the toilet, I am very sad to hear you cry, wipe it, It's clean, there are two left."

"Hic." Jia Ran hiccupped again. He knelt down, picked up the tissue from the man's hand hesitantly, and said, "Thank you."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't intend to eavesdrop on purpose, I didn't intend to make a sound, I was afraid to scare you, but I can't stand listening to a young man hiding in the toilet and crying like this."

Jia Ran took out the paper to wipe his eyes, and said, "I didn't know there was someone in the toilet. I'm sorry...I made you laugh. Thank you for the paper towel."

"In life, there are no hurdles you can't overcome. Wait a minute, wash your face, wipe it clean, and you will be a good man again when you get out of the toilet."

Jia Ran looked down at the cute kitty cat in his hand, and nodded silently.

"As for me, I'll go first, alas... I am old, my legs are numb after squatting for a long time..."