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The young man didn't even look at the money in his schoolbag, his peach eyes seemed to have hooks, he swept Bai Xiaoxu's face, and stood up.

Bai Xiaoxu gripped the baseball bat vigilantly.

The young man walked towards him, and he backed up nervously until his back was pressed against the wall, and then he yelled, "What are you doing!"

"No reason..." The young man smiled leisurely, propped his hand on the wall: "I just want to talk to you about the price."

"What price are you talking about!" Bai Xiaoxu had already entered into a state of alert, like a cat with a frayed hair arching its back to meet the enemy.

"I don't like money," the young man smiled slightly, and ran his fingers through Bai Xiaoxu's hair: "It's better to use something else to pay the commission..."

When Yan Sifan kicked open the door of Cheng Xi's room, Cheng Xi was packing his luggage.

After being kicked out of the door, Young Master Cheng didn't respond, he just glanced at Yan Sifan's shoes coldly: "Change your shoes."

Originally, Cheng Xi didn't have the habit of changing shoes, but since Lin Yu bought a home furnishing book and began to study the scientific basis behind human household habits, changing shoes has become one of the rules of Cheng Xi's dormitory.

It's just that Lin Yu is no longer here.

Yan Sifan ignored him.

He just came out of the store, wearing a large T-shirt, a person like him who has to lean on one side lazily will naturally not wear stiff jeans, a pair of casual pants, the shoes are also sneakers, and his hands are in the pants. Walking over slowly, he kicked Cheng Xi's waist.

Cheng Xi fell hard, but fortunately, she was quick enough to grab the edge of the bed, but the fall was not firm.

"I'm sorry..." Yan Sifan smiled lazily: "Someone asked me to beat you, and I received a commission."

Without saying a word, Cheng Xi stood firm and threw a fist at him without talking nonsense.

Cheng Xi doesn't have any routines in fighting. Straight punches, dodges, and sweeping legs are all developed in school over the years since he was a child. He has inherited the genes of the Cheng family. He has been in better health than other children since he was a child, and he can fight. , If you are talented, you are a head higher than others in elementary school, and you can hit two or three by yourself.When others stop someone, several people stop one person, but he blocks several people in the alley by himself.

Yan Sifan dodged his fist lightly, and an elbow with a tricky angle hit Cheng Xi directly in the ribs. Cheng Xi stretched out his hand to block it, and raised his leg to push against his abdomen. Yan Sifan raised his knee, and the two knees slammed together hard. Frowning, he stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Sifan's throat.

Speaking of which, they actually knew each other through fighting. Yan Sifan was even prettier when he was in junior high school than he is now. Some people jokingly called him the school girl, but he pressed him to the ground and knocked out four or five teeth one by one. From then on, he only had a bad reputation. There are no more famous names.He is not a natural fighter, but he is very ruthless in fights. Normal people fight, no matter how they are punched and kicked, they will not really kill people. He is different, every move is a killer move, every move They all tried their best, many people lost not because they couldn't beat him, but because they were frightened by him.He was never so lazy as now that his eyes were half-closed. His eyes were actually light amber and cold. He seemed to feel no pain at all, and he didn't show any emotion when fighting, as if he was fighting It is not a fellow human being, but a puppet.

But his physical fitness is not as good as Cheng Xi.

The two fought for a while, each received a few punches from the other, Cheng Xi felt depressed, his punches carried the wind, Yan Sifan was punched twice, and coughed up, looking like he was about to cough up blood.

"No more." He lay back on Cheng Xi's bed, coughed for a while, and laughed hoarsely: "It's really boring."

Cheng Xi ignored him and continued to pack his things.

Yan Sifan stretched out his legs and kicked Cheng Xi's box over.

"Moving? It's so motivating."

Cheng Xi folded the few books that Lin Yu left on the bookcase, put them in the suitcase, and closed the box tightly.

"I have to go." He put the two packed suitcases up against the wall and closed the curtains.

Yan Sifan lazily watched him tidy up, and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing, some people are going to die." Yan Sifan leaned back on the bed, like a straight-talking fortune teller: "Back then you laughed with me at that idiot Nan Zhongyuan, but now it's my turn, even more idiot than Nan Zhongyuan... ..."

Cheng Xi was not angry.

"Afan, have you ever thought about how you will live your life?"

"How do you live?" Yan Sifan was still lazy: "Live as you feel comfortable, you should play, you should sleep, don't seek death, it will be a lifetime..."

"Do you find this interesting?" Cheng Xi asked him calmly.

Yan Sifan laughed.

"What? Talk to me about your ideals in life? Young Master Cheng." He smiled cynically at Cheng Xi.

"It's not ridiculous to talk about life ideals." Cheng Xi's tone was very calm: "I dare not talk, not because I disdain it, but because you know it's useless to talk about it. How you live your life is your own business, but Don’t think it’s an honor to live like this for a lifetime, anyone can live mediocrely to the age of 80, but few people dare to die if they want to die.”

"Okay," Yan Sifan smiled meaningfully: "Then I hope that you will find a good result when you go to death, and I will think up the epitaph for you."

It's still the same place, it's already late autumn, the roses on the wall of Qin's villa are not as blooming as before, but the leaves of a few maple trees are all red.It was still the same living room, with a cup of Mingqian Longjing on the coffee table, and Lao Lin stood quietly at the door, waiting for the hostess to come back.The servants shuttled outside, taking care not to make a sound.

Cheng Xi sat on the sofa, not in a hurry.

When it was getting dark, there was the sound of a car outside, and the servant went to the door to greet him.

Mrs. Qin was wearing a black, high-end custom-made dress and skirt, and a black British top hat with a net hanging from the brim of the hat, half of her face was hidden, and she looked indistinct.

"An elder from a family friend passed away." She greeted Cheng Xi like this, and the servant helped her hang the hat on the hanger: "Old Lin said that you waited for me all afternoon."

Cheng Xi nodded.

She sat down opposite Cheng Xi, with a dignified demeanor, and her every move could be called a model.

"Have you had a good time in Beijing?"

She asked casually, as if Cheng Xi really just went to Beijing for a visit, as if she didn't know that "that person" in Beijing wanted to send Cheng Xi to a certain European country to see the world.

It was rare for Cheng Xi to deal with her patiently: "It's okay, he said he would send me to the Netherlands."

Mrs. Qin's hand holding the teacup was indifferent, as if mentioning that person was not something that would affect her emotions.

"What do you think?" she asked Cheng Xi.

"I won't go." Cheng Xi was very concise.

She lowered her head to drink tea, and the mist came up. Her brows and eyes became hazy after the mist, and her words were very gentle: "I'm afraid that person won't agree."

Cheng Xi laughed.

"Whether he agrees or not is none of my business. Can't I decide where I will be in the future?"

Mrs. Qin sipped her tea gracefully.

"In the past few days, the country has been a little unstable, so it's right to send you out." She asked, "When will your friend bring you to meet me?"

"We have already broken up."

She put the teacup back on the tea table and laughed, like an ordinary mother who complained about her son, criticizing her son in secret, no matter how she looked at it, she thought her son was good.

"After all, it's a child's temper. Falling in love is like playing. I don't know when you will seriously talk to a good girl..."

It is because I am serious that I am sitting here.

"I heard that the weather in the Netherlands is not very good." Looking at the sky outside, she suddenly said this, probably because no one spoke for a long time, and she was afraid that the atmosphere would be too embarrassing for the two of them to be cold.

"It's none of my business, I'm not going there anyway." Cheng Xibing came to stop him.

Madam Qin frowned.

"You are young now, and you still don't understand some things. When you go out in the future, you will know that these decisions are actually for your own good..."

Cheng Xi raised his eyes and looked at her.

His eyes are very calm, but they are like a torrent of dark rivers. Under the calm water lies a vortex that can shatter everything. The power of these eyes is frightening.Mrs. Qin stopped talking. She is a strong woman in the mall, and those opponents nicknamed her "Wu Zetian" behind her back. How could she not see the current atmosphere clearly.

"Speaking of being nice to me, I remember it now," Cheng Xi said in such an unhurried manner: "I have been raised in Shen Ze's house since I can remember, but because I know that I am not my own, how do I get along with Aunt Shen?" I couldn't get close. Later, when I saw my biological parents, I didn't get close..."

"Mei Yu has her own family and son, so naturally there will be a little estrangement from you," she said.

"I used to think that although you see me twice a year, it should be for my own good," Cheng Xi continued, "Then I suddenly figured it out. When I left you, I was just a baby. I don’t have any memories. Aunt Shen is also kind by nature. If I didn’t know that I was adopted, I might regard her as my mother, and she should treat me well when she brought me up since childhood. Even if she can’t keep up with Shen Ze, she will It makes me feel that the Shen family is my home and she is my mother."

Mrs. Qin pursed her lips tightly.

"But as long as I can remember, people have been reminding me that I am not born in the Shen family, that I have my own parents. And Aunt Shen has always only cared for me materially and never got close to me... "Cheng Xi raised the corners of his mouth: "Tell me, who is doing this, and what is her purpose?"

Cheng Xi asked knowingly.

She is the eldest daughter of the Lin family and the head of the Qin family. Cheng Xi is her son, who was born to her and the one who is the most attentive of all her children.How could she let Cheng Xi be someone else's son? Even if that would give Cheng Xi a complete family and let him grow up like any normal child, she would not want to.

So even if Cheng Xi is allowed to live in Shen's family with a unique attitude - rich in material things and treated as a guest of honor, she is still an outsider.Even if what Cheng Xi can have is only seeing her twice a year, and she has to call her "Mrs. Qin" every time, she has to remind Cheng Xi over and over again, telling him that he is not the son of the Shen family as long as he can remember. , his parents are far away in other places, the Shen family is not his home, he has no home.

Even if she can't give Cheng Xi a mother to take care of, or even give Cheng Xi the right to call her "mother", but she will not allow Cheng Xi to treat others as mothers.

"You said you were doing it for my own good," Cheng Xi smiled at her, "Sorry, I don't read fairy tale books anymore."