The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

Zhuo Qian looked at Zhuo Fei's flushed face, and glanced at the haze in his eyes, grinned happily, "I'm complimenting you."

"What kind of boast are you?"

Zhuo Qian blinked, "Praise you for getting better." At least she is no longer the pure brainless and vicious female supporting role in the original text.

Zhuo Fei was speechless, "I don't want your compliments."

Afraid of hearing bad words from Zhuo Qian again, she hurriedly urged, "It's time to eat."

Zhuo Qian nodded, "I'll come as soon as I change my clothes."

Zhuo Fei turned to leave, but was stopped by Zhuo Qian again, "By the way, I should return the remaining money."

Zhuo Fei, who was full of arrogance last second, was instantly dejected, turned around and folded her hands together, begging for mercy pitifully, "Brother, I paid you back so much money last month, I really have no money, you accommodate me Give it a go, just because I helped you sell so many things."

Speaking of those things, Zhuo Qian almost forgot, "How much did you sell for later?"

Zhuo Fei thought that the previous article was just revealed, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "It's sold for more than 600, and I'll give you the list after dinner."

Zhuo Qian hummed, "Give me the rest of the money by the way."

Where did Zhuo Fei think of the topic and suddenly jumped back, she was in a bad mood for a while, her tone was almost pleading, "I really have no money."

Zhuo Qian put one hand on the door frame, looked down at Zhuo Fei who was half a head shorter than himself, the arc of the corner of his mouth stretched a bit, and the dog's eyes shone with a sly light, "Then you hide in the kitchen cabinet What is it?" He remembered that the prince had said that Zhuo Fei still hid the money in the kitchen.

Zhuo Fei: "..."

Zhuo Qian raised his foot and was about to go out, "I'll find it and have a look."

Zhuo Fei turned pale, and hurriedly blocked Zhuo Qian's way, "Here, I'll give you all the rest of the money."

Zhuo Qian stopped in his tracks.

Zhuo Fei stared at him vigilantly, "We will settle the matter after giving it away, and you are not allowed to tell my parents about my hidden money."

Zhuo Qian promised: "I won't say anything."

After Zhuo Fei left, Zhuo Qian closed the door, and heard the prince say: "I suddenly feel that Zhuo Fei is a little pitiful."

Zhuo Qian took out a new set of clothes from the closet and changed into them, saying: "Anyway, her money will be spent on her boyfriend in the end, why don't you return it to me, so that the money won't go to outsiders."

The prince clicked his tongue.

Finally, it said, "It suddenly occurred to me that Zhuo Fei hid some private money in a cardboard box on the balcony."

Zhuo Qian came to the dining room connected to the living room, only to find a thin figure sitting in front of the dining table besides the family of three.

The man was wearing a simple light blue shirt, his hair was cut very short and shredded, it looked like it was randomly cut by a roadside barber shop, but he was very upright, with a high nose and big eyes, and he just used his appearance to support his rustic appearance hairstyle and clothing.

Hearing Zhuo Qian's footsteps, he raised his eyes and glanced at Zhuo Qian, obviously not interested in Zhuo Qian, and quickly lowered his gaze.

Without the prince's reminder, Zhuo Qian could guess the identity of that person——Zhuo Rui, the cousin of the original owner who had never shown his face.

Zhuo Rui has good grades, and with his own ability, he was admitted to a good middle school free of tuition fees. Now he is in the third year of high school. He is busy with his studies and never comes back on weekends.

If it weren't for the fact that many schools were closed during the National Day holiday, Zhuo Qian might still not be able to see Zhuo Rui.

However, Zhuo Rui is roughly the same as described in the original text. He is taciturn and does not have a strong sense of presence. He has a lot of roles in the original text, but he is not the main supporting role. Although he is not as fond of being a demon as Zhuo Fei, he has a very good attitude towards the original owner. He is indifferent, and will become one of the tools to help the protagonist suffer from the oppression of the original owner in the later stage.

All in all, Zhuo Rui is not as easy to bully as his sister Zhuo Fei.

Zhuo Qian ignored Zhuo Fei's resentful eyes, pulled out the chair and sat down beside Zhuo Fei.

Now Zhuo Jungui no longer hides his dislike for Zhuo Qian, his frown almost wrinkled into a small hill, he knocked on the bowl with his chopsticks: "Did you sleep? How long does it take to call you to eat?" .”

Zhou Wenya turned on the rice cooker without saying a word, and filled rice for everyone one by one.

Zhuo Qian knew he was wrong, and he didn't want to conflict with his parents in front of Zhuo Rui, so he whispered his apology: "I didn't rest well last night, I overslept."

Zhuo Jungui didn't expect Zhuo Qian to be so talkative today, so he immediately climbed up the pole, trying to establish his prestige in front of his children, "Did you steal a cow last night? Can you still not rest well, I didn't blame you, you Look at what you are saying now, you don’t go home to help with something at home during the holidays, and the National Day is almost over, so you came back.”

Zhuo Qian said, "I have something to do."

"What can you do? Is it the reason why you don't go home because you have something to do? You don't even call back." Zhuo Jungui stared at Zhuo Qian with raised eyebrows, "Xiao Rui knows how to go home after being so busy studying, You don't know how to go home."

Now Zhuo Qian didn't want to quarrel any more, and Zhuo Jungui's words made him lose his temper. He turned cold and stared at Zhuo Jungui for a moment, "Yeah, what can I do? Besides earning money to support myself What else can happen?"

"..." Zhuo Jungui choked, "Are you going to earn money?"

"I am a student who has no source of income, and you don't give me money. If I don't earn money myself, I will starve to death?" Zhuo Qian glanced at Zhuo Rui who kept his head down and didn't know what he was thinking, "He Of course, with the living expenses you gave me, I can study and go home on vacation with peace of mind."

Zhuo Rui, who was suddenly named, looked up at Zhuo Qian, he didn't seem to be annoyed, but was a little puzzled: "My parents didn't give you living expenses?"

Zhuo Qian smiled, "Ask them."

Zhuo Rui turned his head to look at Zhuo Jungui who fell silent with a guilty conscience.

Ever since Sang Rou found him, Zhuo Jungui never gave Zhuo Qian his living expenses again, but he and Zhou Wenya never told their children and neighbors about this matter, when suddenly asked by his son, he was so guilty that he almost subconsciously lied deny.

Fortunately, soon, he thought of the words of defense, "Fucking friends often give him money, more than we used to give. Our family is in such a difficult situation. It's a little bit of savings."

Zhuo Qian laughed angrily: "Do other people know that you teach children like this? Let children accept money from outsiders casually?"

Zhuo Jungui lost face in front of his children, his old face was livid with embarrassment, "Your mother's friend is not an outsider, besides, she is willing to give you money, and it happens that our family is short of money, so it happens to be used for emergency."

Zhuo Qian said in a deep voice, "If you hadn't lost all my parents' inheritance, would I need money from outsiders?"

Zhuo Jungui, who was stabbed sharply in the sore spot, was shocked, his livid face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, this was the last thing he wanted to think about, he couldn't even think of words to refute Zhuo Qian.

A breath of stale air was stuck in his throat, causing his chest to gradually ache.

Seeing that Zhuo Jungui's expression was wrong, Zhou Wenya quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, stepped forward and rubbed Zhuo Jungui's back, "Honey, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuo Jungui shook his head, recalling all the things he had experienced before moving here, an irresistible sense of sadness welled up in his heart, mixed with deep frustration.

Although his self-esteem had been shattered long ago, he still felt humiliated at this moment.

At this time, Zhuo Rui said, "I will share half of my living expenses with you from now on."

Zhuo Fei, who was planing rice and pretending to be dead, froze for a moment, "Brother?"

Zhuo Qian was also quite surprised.

Only Zhuo Rui looked as usual, "I eat three meals a day in the cafeteria, it doesn't cost much, except for the money for buying information books, I can give you the rest."

In fact, Zhuo Rui's living expenses are not much, and they are all allocated from the scholarship he received.

Knowing this, Zhuo Fei reacted fiercely, "Brother, no matter what, you don't need to pay for living expenses, you are still a student who can't make money, besides, Zhuo Qian has..."

Before the word "money" could come out of Zhuo Fei's mouth, Zhuo Qian cast a cold glance over her, and Zhuo Fei fell silent instantly.

She buried her head and held back for a long time, but she couldn't help but said: "It's my father who will pay for the living expenses. He has nothing to do at home all day long, so he just went out to find some work to earn money to support the family."

Zhuo Jungui: "..."

Why does this dead girl turn her elbows to Zhuo Qian every day!

In the end, Zhuo Jungui and Zhou Wenya were still reluctant to let their eldest son suffer, they gritted their teeth and promised that they would give Zhuo Qian his living expenses every month in the future, and this matter ended.

It wasn't until after the meal that Zhuo Jungui realized - no, he just wanted to find fault with Zhuo Qian, why did the couple suffer in the end?

It seems that every time I fight with Zhuo Qian, nothing good happens!

There are also his good sons and daughters, one and two are intoxicated by Zhuo Qian. One wants to share his living expenses with Zhuo Qian, and the other speaks for Zhuo Qian all day long.

pissed him off!

Zhuo Jungui couldn't help complaining to Zhou Wenya. Zhou Wenya was still busy in the kitchen, preparing buns for sale tomorrow morning. After listening to her husband's complaints, she was silent for a long time, and she sighed: "Xiao Fei is right." That's right, instead of lying around at home all day, you might as well go out and find some work."

Zhuo Jungui came to the kitchen to find Zhou Wenya not to listen to these words, he immediately became furious, and vented all the anger he had received from Zhuo Qian, "Even you have to help that kid talk, right? Can make money? I don’t think this life can go on!”

As soon as the words were finished, Zhou Wenya suddenly threw the dough in her hand onto the chopping board.

There was a bang, which startled Zhuo Jungui.

Zhou Wenya wiped the flour from her hands on her apron, turned around, and for the first time in her life turned to Zhuo Jungui with a cold face, "If you really think so, then let's get a divorce. enough."

Now Zhuo Jungui was completely frightened by Zhou Wenya's words, and his anger dissipated in an instant. What he said was angry, but he could feel that Zhou Wenya was not joking.

"I, I'm just talking casually, what do you mean? You want to divorce me?"

Zhou Wenya stopped coaxing Zhuo Jungui, and directly spoke her inner thoughts, "If you continue to be so lazy, we might as well get a divorce and get well with each other."

"No!" Zhuo Jungui panicked, he finally had a sense of crisis, "I don't agree to divorce!"

Looking at her cowardly husband, Zhou Wenya felt peaceful in her heart. She also had resentment and resentment before, but in the end those emotions were wiped out by the bitter and tiring life.

She had known for a long time that her husband was a piece of mud that couldn't support the wall. Although she did think about divorce, she also knew that her life would not be better after divorce, so she changed the subject, "And The inheritance left by your brother and sister-in-law, maybe your nephew will control us to go back in the future, so make preparations as soon as possible."

Zhuo Jungui stared: "He dares!"

According to Zhuoqian's previous temperament, Zhou Wenya was sure that Zhuoqian would not dare, but now she is not sure.

She always felt that this matter would not be left alone.

On the other side, Zhuo Qian returned to his room after taking a shower, when someone knocked on the door.

Before taking a shower, he went to Zhuo Fei to search for a pile of money and came back, thinking that Zhuo Fei was upset and came to talk to him, but when he opened the door, he saw Zhuo Rui standing outside.

Zhuo Rui took a shower before him, and now he has changed into a set of very childish pajamas with Pikachu pattern, the bright yellow color is incompatible with Zhuo Rui's indifferent expression.

This set of pajamas was probably bought by Zhou Wenya for Zhuo Rui. The quality is not good, the pilling is serious, and there is a thread on the shoulder, but Zhuo Rui doesn't care about it.

Zhuo Qian asked: "Is there something wrong?"

Now that it's not very cold today, Zhuo Qian only blew his hair half dry. He thought the bangs were intrusive, so he pulled all his hair back to reveal his white forehead and good-looking and gentle facial features.

Under the light, you can clearly see the round shape of Zhuo Qian's doggy eyes. The end of his eyes drooped slightly, but the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously. If it wasn't for the heavy makeup covering his face before, he would This face should be able to please many people.

If I had to describe it in one sentence, Zhuo Rui felt like a piece of uncut jade that had been placed in a corner for a long time was suddenly blown away from the dust, revealing a white and flawless surface.

Zhuo Rui is not a person who looks at faces, but at this moment, he was stunned for four or five seconds looking at Zhuo Qian's face.

When Zhuo Qian raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, he suddenly came back to his senses, and moved his gaze behind Zhuo Qian in embarrassment.

Zhuo Qian repeated, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Zhuo Rui pursed his lips, "Go in and talk, is that okay?"

Zhuo Qian nodded, turned sideways to let Zhuo Rui walk into the bedroom, then closed and locked the door.

Turning around, he saw Zhuo Rui standing by the window waiting for him, he walked over, and was surprised to find that Zhuo Rui was much taller than him, and seemed to be about the same height as Shen Jialan.

And Zhuo Rui didn't care about these details, when Zhuo Qian approached, his expression quickly became serious, and he lowered his voice, "I don't know how you feel about Du Xuejia now, but Du Xuejia is my friend, I I hope you don't tease his feelings."

Zhuo Qian never thought that Zhuo Rui came to him to talk about this matter, he was stunned for a moment, "Why did I tease Du Xuejia's feelings?"

Zhuo Rui opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say a lot, but finally he only said that you know it yourself.

"..."

Zhuo Qian thought he didn't know anything!Where did he know!

Zhuo Rui observed Zhuo Qian's reaction, seeing that Zhuo Qian was still confused, he paused, and then said: "You know Du Xuejia has that kind of meaning for you, right?"

"I know." Zhuo Qian answered honestly, but he didn't know that Zhuo Rui also knew, and even came to warn him for Du Xuejia.

"Now that you know, don't do anything to misunderstand him in the future. He is very simple. If you tease him, he will take it seriously."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Qian finally figured it out, maybe Du Xuejia said something to Zhuo Rui, which made Zhuo Rui think that he didn't like Du Xuejia but gave him hope.

But he didn't have much contact with Du Xuejia, the only time he communicated more was when he teased Du Xuejia outside the ward.

Zhuo Qian didn't know how much Zhuo Rui misunderstood, he was not interested in Du Xuejia, now that Zhuo Rui said so, he nodded following Zhuo Rui's words: "I will pay attention to it in the future."

Before coming here, Zhuo Rui was ready to have a fight with Zhuo Qian, who knew that Zhuo Qian was so easy to talk, he couldn't help being stunned, and looked at Zhuo Qian with a silly expression.

After a while, he said thank you in a daze.

After Zhuo Rui left, the prince immediately said, "This Zhuo Rui may be interested in Du Xuejia."

Zhuo Qian rested his chin in thought, "It's not a possibility, it's a certainty."

As a gay, his sixth sense is relatively accurate when distinguishing the same kind. The only time he fell on Shen Jialan in Waterloo - how could he have thought that the protagonist of a danmei novel, Shou, is actually a straight man!

It is estimated that Yan Shuyang will be so sad that he will cry when he learns the truth.

Zhuo Qian walked to the bed, took a look at his phone, only to find that there were a lot of missed calls and unread messages on his phone.

There were calls from Liu Xu and Xiang Jiazi, but the rest... were all from Shen Jialan!

How did Shen Jialan know his mobile phone number?

Clicking on WeChat, Liu Xu and Xiang Jiazi also sent a few messages, Xiang Jiazi probably got the news that Zhuo Qian sent Shen Jialan to the hospital, and came here to care about Zhuo Qian's health and if he was bullied by Shen Jialan— —In Xiang Jiazi's view, Zhuo Qian and Shen Jialan will not get together for no reason.

Zhuo Qian explained to Xiang Jiazi that he bumped into Shen Jialan by chance and sent Shen Jialan to the hospital.

Then click into Liu Xu's chat box, Liu Xu directly sent three voice messages.

"Where are you? Jialan is looking for you everywhere."

"Jia Lan asked me for your mobile phone number, and I gave it to him."

"The more I think about it, the more I feel wrong. Are you Jia Lan's nanny? Why is he so attached to you?"

Zhuo Qian: "..."

He also wanted to know, he left as soon as he left, why did Shen Jialan look for him everywhere?It was embarrassing to be asked by Liu Xu.

Zhuo Qian was struggling with how to reply to Liu Xu's news, when he caught a glimpse of the small red number "1" in the address book below, he clicked in and saw that it was a friend request.

Taking a closer look, the words "Shen Jialan" were written in the remarks column.

Zhuo Qian remained silent.

After a while, he threw away the phone, lay down on the bed and began to feel sleepy.

It was not until the next morning that Zhuo Qian remembered the news about returning to Liu Xu. He explained that he was too tired and left first, and fell asleep when he got home. He forgot to tell Liu Xu and apologized to Liu Xu.

Liu Xu seemed to notice that Zhuo Qian was avoiding the question, so she didn't ask any more questions, but talked about other things.

"By the way, if you have time, let's cooperate again next month."

Zhuo Qian thought for a while, "Next month?"

"It will look like the middle of next month." Liu Xu said, laughing, "Don't worry, I won't let you wear women's clothes next time."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

He felt that Liu Xu was deliberately mentioning this, just to avenge him for calling Liu Xu his sister.

Xiang Jiazi was right, there was a vengeful heart hidden under Liu Xu's exquisite appearance.

"Think about it first, and tell me after you think about it." Liu Xu suddenly remembered, "By the way, next time you shoot, you can't wear a wig. You can dye your hair back sometime. Dark color is fine."

Zhuo Qian pulled his messy hair, it was still a little long, so let's cut it short by the way.

For the remaining few days of vacation, Zhuo Qian stayed at home to study. During this period, Du Xuejia came twice. Although he pretended to come to Zhuo Rui under the banner, Zhuo Qian could hear Du Xuejia asking Zhuo Rui from across the door in the bedroom. beat him several times.

In the end, Zhuo Rui lost his patience and dragged Du Xuejia out forcefully.

The day before school started, Zhuo Qian returned to school after lunch.

The barbershop Zhuo Fei recommended to him was near Huagao, and he planned to go there early to have his hair done.

I don't know if it's because of the cheap price, that barber shop is not easy to find, Zhuo Qian followed the map for a long time, and finally found that barber shop on a street corner.

The decoration design of the barber shop is also not good, there is a sense of cheapness everywhere, and even a huge red love heart is pasted with plastic roses on the wall of the front desk.

Tony stood in the center of the red heart with a happy face, and warmly welcomed Zhuo Qian inside.

Zhuo Qian was dragged to sit on a swivel chair with traces of time. After Tony asked him to dye his hair, he brought the palette.

Zhuo Qian didn't look at the palette and said, "Dye it black directly."

By the way, I asked about the price of hair dyeing, and it was really as cheap as Zhuo Fei said, and there was no charge for haircuts.

In this way, it doesn't matter what the environment of the barber shop is, anyway, there is nothing wrong with being black.

Zhuo Qian washed his hair, asked Tony to finish applying the hair dye, and then wrapped his head tightly with plastic wrap. It would take some time for the hair dye to take effect. He was a little tired from looking at his phone, so he hung his head and closed his eyes. eye rest.

When he was half asleep and half awake, he heard a clicking sound in his ears, as if someone forgot to turn off the sound when taking pictures with his mobile phone.

Zhuo Qian opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the source of the sound, but in the next second, he suddenly saw the camera of his mobile phone which was close at hand.

Then, there was another click.

In an instant, Zhuo Qian lost all sleepiness. He opened his eyes wide and looked angrily at the person behind the phone.

"Shen Jialan?" Zhuo Qian thought he was hallucinating, he blinked vigorously, and found that he was right, the person behind the phone is Shen Jialan!

Shen Jialan sat next to him on the same swivel chair that also had signs of time. He ignored Zhuo Qian, put his phone back expressionlessly, and then looked down at the photos he just took.

The two swivel chairs were so close together that Zhuo Qian saw the sleepy picture of himself on the phone at a glance, with his head tilted and his head wrapped in plastic wrap, just like the stupid son of a landlord's family.

However, Shen Jialan looked very carefully, and even deleted two rather normal photos.

"Shen Jialan!" Zhuo Qian would have rushed over to grab his phone if his hair wasn't covered with hair dye, "Why did you take an ugly photo of me? It's so ugly, delete it!"

Zhuo Qian tried to reach out his hand, but Shen Jialan took the phone away before he even touched it.

After waiting for a while, Shen Jialan finally finished flipping through the photo album, he raised his eyelids, and his cold eyes finally fell on the aggrieved Zhuo Qian.

Zhuo Qian was so angry that he couldn't even breathe. He was not a person who cared much about his image, but Shen Jialan's inexplicable appearance and inexplicable taking of his photos made him feel rebellious all of a sudden.

"I asked you to delete the photo."

"Don't delete." Shen Jialan changed into a comfortable position and continued to sit on the swivel chair. He watched Zhuo Qian wanting to move but didn't dare to move. In his pocket, he propped his chin and said, "This is evidence."

Zhuo Qian said angrily: "What evidence?"

"It's been so many days, you don't answer my calls, you don't reply to my text messages, and you don't even pass my friend application. So you are doing these things."

"..."