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Juan Miao regained the copyright of "Red Cang Cui Gai", but he did not intend to publish it.

"I'm sorry for it." Juan Miao shook his head, "I'm not worthy to be its author."

Wen Haoxue smiled slightly and said, "It's okay. It will forgive you one day."

For Juan Miao, "Red Candid Cover" can't bring him any monetary reward.However, the end of this matter gave Juan Miao the motivation to write again.This is a good thing.Wen Haoxue believes in Juan Miao's strength, as long as he cheers up and continues writing, then the financial problems will be solved - the premise is that Juan Miao will no longer be foolish enough to sell his books for tens of thousands of dollars.

Wen Haoxue gave some advice to Juan Miao, and handed him a business card of Hua Hanai: "Why don't you contact Mr. Hua? She is setting up a company. You can try to cooperate with her. I think she is very reliable." .”

"Hua...Hua Han loves Teacher?" Juan Miao looked at the card in surprise, "Her? Can she fall in love with me?"

"Pfft." Wen Haoxue laughed, "Why did you use the word 'fancy'? It's so strange."

Juan Miao also blushed.

Wen Haoxue left Juan Miao's house and left some supplements for his mother.The apartment building where Juan Miao lived was very simple, and the exit was not facing the street, but connected to a dark and narrow alley.

"You are very good to Juan Miao."

——Wu Shun walked out of the alley.

Wen Haoxue frowned and said, "Are you there?"

Wu Shun smiled and said, "Yes."

"You are always well-informed." Wen Haoxue's tone seemed to be a little mocking, "Every time it appears, it's the timing. It seems to be sure."

Wu Shun smiled and said, "Well, I'm quite surprised."

"Accident?" Wen Haoxue asked, "What's so unexpected?"

"You will help the family for this sake—it's too surprising to me." Wu Shun seemed to think of something, took a deep breath, and said, "You are very friendly, I know this, but you are not Not enthusiastic."

Wen Haoxue seemed to understand Wu Shun's "meaning something", but she didn't want to answer the question, she just said: "Maybe you are right. But I still have something to do..."

Wu Shun interrupted Wen Haoxue's farewell words: "Why did you do this? It's because you saw that the family members were pitiful, and you showed your spirit of helping others!" Wu Shun's tone seemed to be filled with resentment.

Wen Haoxue was inexplicably worried and kept silent.

But Wu Shun continued, the loud voice was very clear in the narrow alleyway: "But you never help others for this sake, at least you didn't do it to me at the beginning."

This is Wu Shun's uncontrollable voice.

Wen Haoxue couldn't suppress her heart anymore, she looked at Wu Shun with cold eyes: "Really? Do you hate me?"

Compared with the classmates who bullied him, he even hated this Wen Haoxue who gave him a hand and let go coldly.

At that time, many people pushed Wushun, humiliated Wushun, or laughed at him coldly - there were too many such people back then.So much that Wu Shun couldn't remember.The real one, engraved deep in Wushun's head, is Wen Haoxue.

Only Wen Haoxue helped him up when he fell; only Wen Haoxue gave him a change of clean clothes when he got wet; only Wen Haoxue gave him fresh and heated bento when his lunch box was kicked over ...Only Wen Haoxue.

What made Wushun most saddened about these favors was that Wen Haoxue did so with a little effort.

This is just a part of Wen Haoxue's "upbringing", without emotion.

When he found out that Wen Haoxue was also dating a classmate who bullied him, he collapsed.He asked Wen Haoxue: "Do you also like to be friends with them?"

Wen Haoxue said, "You are all my classmates."

You, are all, classmates... that's all.

Those who really hurt Wu Shun's self-esteem were not those who bullied him with foul language and violence.

It was Wen Haoxue.

He has a gentle appearance but a cold heart.

When facing Wen Haoxue's question "Do you hate me?", Wu Shun still kept smiling at Wen Haoxue: "Haha, what are you talking about? Didn't I say it? I have always been very grateful to you!"

Wen Haoxue smiled, and no longer flirted with him.

It was rare for Wen Haoxue to say goodbye to someone, and left without looking back.

This is so rude.

Being rude is not something that Wen Haoxue, who has been taught strictly since childhood, can do.

But Wen Haoxue was very happy.

Compared with the scholarly family, it seems that the Tiger's House is more livable.

Wen Haoxue also felt that his words and deeds were different from before. He looked upright and friendly, but in fact he was cowardly and indifferent.But after he met Chong Sirui, who appeared indifferent and ruthless, he became warm and courageous instead.

This is damn love.

Love that makes you a better person.

Just because of this, Wen Haoxue felt that it was no big deal that Earl Baihu didn't love him.

Wen Haoxue has very low requirements for family warmth, and his expectations for personal happiness are also very low, so it is easier to be satisfied.

"People, you must never become greedy, and you must not push forward." Wen Haoxue warned herself, "This will make the big tiger hate it."

Wen Haoxue was walking on the street, and in a blink of an eye, she seemed to see some black shadow passing by quickly.

"This speed, this figure..." He suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Is it a tiger demon?"

He turned his head in surprise and looked around, but there was nothing.

Is it wrong?

Wen Haoxue returned home, took off the scarf, took out the new sky blue clothes, put them on, and felt the appropriate warmth.He looked at himself in the mirror—he had never seen himself that way before.The self I saw on the eve of the date was full of flaws.

I have worked a lot of overtime recently, and the dark circles under my eyes seem to be a little thicker, adding shadow to a pair of bright eyes.There are a few spots on the skin, the color is light, lying on the bottom of the skin, like a few stars separated by fog.Such spots did not know when they grew, but Wen Haoxue didn't realize it.Obviously, his skin was flawless ten years ago—ah, it would have been great if he had recognized Chong Sirui ten years ago.He could see a more beautiful Wen Haoxue.

Wen Haoxue took out the old photos from the drawer.

This surprised Wen Haoxue. Ten years ago, her cheeks were plump, with baby fat that had not faded away.The current Wen Haoxue is thinner, but also more beautiful.

As for Chong Sirui, it was the same from the past to the present, right?

so perfect.

In the evening, when Chong Sirui came back, Wen Haoxue specifically asked Chong Sirui if he had any previous photo albums.Chong Sirui said: "No one thought of taking pictures in the protected area. After that, it was even more impossible to go to the army."

Seeing that Wen Haoxue looked disappointed, Chong Sirui searched for a long time, and finally found a black and white photo. In the photo, Chong Sirui and Zi Biaoer were in the picture. Chong Sirui and Zi Biaoer at that time were still the same as they are now.Wen Haoxue didn't look new, but it was a snow-white tiger crouching in the background of the photo that caught Wen Haoxue's attention.

This is a black and white photo, the light and shadow are very distinct, the white tiger's body is glowing, the black is dull, but his eyes are bright.

It's amazing, Wen Haoxue couldn't believe that he saw the arrogance and indifference in the eyes of a tiger.

"This is...?" Wen Haoxue asked curiously, "Who is this?"

Chong Sirui's complexion was not very good, he just said: "It's not important."

"Ah?" The curiosity in Wen Haoxue's eyes didn't diminish at all.

Chong Sirui added another sentence: "He is already dead."

"Ah..." Wen Haoxue quickly apologized, "I'm sorry."

"Why do you have to apologize?" Chong Sirui was puzzled, "His death has nothing to do with you."

"Yes." Wen Haoxue didn't know what to say, and touched her nose in embarrassment, "But this is social etiquette."

"Oh," Chong Sirui accepted the rhetoric, "Humanity's social interaction is really profound."

Wen Haoxue asked: "Then how is the social life of tigers?"

Chong Sirui replied: "Tigers don't socialize."

Oh yes, tigers are solitary animals.

Wen Haoxue blamed herself for always forgetting this.It is natural for Chong Sirui to be unreasonable socially.

"So... don't tigers stay together?" Wen Haoxue asked curiously, "I mean, tigers in nature. Not tiger demons after civilization."

"When in heat." Chong Sirui replied.

"..." Wen Haoxue actually felt a little shy, and she convinced herself, and asked after a while, "Aren't we going to be together other than that?"

"When a tiger is a cub, it will follow its mother." Chong Sirui replied, "I don't know if that counts?"

"Of course it counts!" Wen Haoxue seemed to have discovered something interesting, her eyes lit up, "By the way, you said that your mother...you said she was very smart, but she didn't cultivate human form, did you? Is it common?"

Chong Sirui thought for a while and said, "I don't know about the others. But as far as my mother is concerned, she should have chosen not to accept domestication and civilization."

As long as you transform into a human form, you must accept the rules of human beings.

Chong Sirui's mother was too proud to be recognized.

Chong Sirui paused, and then said: "She feels that the body of a human is not as good as that of a tiger. It is clumsy and not good-looking."

Wen Haoxue felt the helplessness of being "discriminated against", and smiled: "Then what animal does she think is beautiful?"

"Let's put it this way." Chong Sirui replied, "She thinks cats are unique and nothing can compare to them."

Wen Haoxue suddenly became a little apprehensive, and only said: "Then she hates me? But she likes Bai Yuli! Is this a very likely thing?"

"Not very likely." Chong Sirui replied, "It is definitely possible."

Wen Haoxue suddenly became a little apprehensive, afraid of such a thing, afraid that a tiger in the forest far away in the reserve would not like her.He shook his head and said, "How can this be done?"

Chong Sirui sized Wen Haoxue's eyes and said, "Why do you care if she likes you or not?"

Speaking of it this way, Chong Sirui is a bit appreciative: "You just need to put your effort into making me like it."

Like this, Wen Haoxue and Chong Sirui ate the inexplicable, neither salty nor bland flying vinegar for half the night.

The next day is Christmas Eve.

The bell in the central square rang, and the golden bell spun in the night wind, making a wonderful sound.

Chong Sirui stood beside the stone pillar in the square, wearing the newly bought fashion, standing tall and straight, a little more graceful than the stone sculpture of the god on the fountain.

He always looks like that, good-looking and tall, and can be seen from a distance.

"Earl Chong!" A handsome man came up from the stone steps and came to Chong Sirui eagerly, "Do you recognize me?"

Chong Sirui nodded: "I know, you are that chicken."

"I am a peacock," protested the peacock, "you can tell the difference! Just like a tiger is not a cat, and a peacock is not a chicken!"

"I don't think a tiger is a cat." Chong Sirui replied.

The peacock stomped: "Hmph! Then, your spouse is a monkey?"

"He's not a monkey." Chong Sirui shook his head, "He's much prettier than a monkey."

The peacock was angry: "Then I am not prettier than a chicken?"

"You are not prettier than a chicken." Chong Sirui replied with a statement tone.

Chong Sirui had no intention of getting entangled with a chicken that appeared inexplicably. When he raised his eyes, he saw Wen Haoxue walking slowly by the fountain, and walked over, completely leaving Mr. Peacock as an "old friend".

Wen Haoxue was wearing new blue clothes, her hair was combed tightly, revealing her plump and white forehead, and she added some apple-like red around her cheeks, which was very pretty.

Chong Sirui took Wen Haoxue's hand naturally, thinking: How can there be such a beautiful monkey?

On Wen Haoxue's shoulders was still the scarf that Chong Sirui woven when they met for the first time.

Chong Sirui was not very satisfied with this, and untied the scarf, with a disgusted tone: "I knitted this in a hurry, it's not good at all."

Wen Haoxue smiled: "Why? I think it's good. Could it be that you made something bad for me?"

"Of course, I can't really say 'not good'." Chong Sirui replied, "It's just that I don't deserve you."

At the beginning, Chongsi Rui wove the scarf just to pass the time, but now Chongsi Rui wants to give him the best.