perfect life

In He Zihan's amazed eyes, that strange boy - let's call him a boy, because he really doesn't look much older than He Zihan.

After the strange boy finished the fried rice within 5 minutes, he immediately raised his head and looked at He Zihan with pitiful and expectant eyes, "Anything else? I'm so hungry..."

He Zihan almost ran away, he had already eaten all the fried rice, what else did he want? !

It was rare for me to be lazy and not start a fire at my own home, and I finally went downstairs to buy a fried rice, but this person ate all of it.

It's fine to eat it all, and to make such a rude request, this person, this person...

simply!Can't take it anymore!

"Hey, let me tell you! Enough is enough for you! You're done eating, so hurry up and find someone to open the lock!"

"You're so fierce... I'm hungry." The boy's coquettish voice made He Zihan's goose bumps all over the floor.

"Where did you come from? Why are you so hungry?"

"I just moved out from home. As I said, I haven't eaten since noon yesterday. Of course I'm hungry. But it's okay, I'm a little bit half full now. Can you lend me a coat? I'm like this If you go out, it will be cold..."

He Zihan rolled his eyes, took off his only coat and threw it to him, "Take it and put it on!"

"Okay! Thank you, you are such a nice person!"

"Go back quickly!"

"Yeah, I'll go right away!"

After finishing speaking, the man ran downstairs nimbly, and before going out, he didn't forget to take the fried rice lunch box he had just wiped out - the place where the garbage is thrown is on the first floor.

This action made He Zihan's impression of him slightly better.

After the early morning when Chen Qiran left, he had never spoken so many words to others.

Chen Qiran consumed most of his friendships in his life. After Chen Qiran disappeared from his life, He Zihan almost didn't know what it meant to laugh.

Every day is a life of insensitivity.

The days of working part-time were very hard, and the little meat that I got back from eating supplements at Chen Qiran's house was basically completely consumed after the winter of my sophomore year in high school.

In the spring, He Zihan fell ill, but the work on the construction site could not be stopped. He carried bricks for a few days with a high fever, and once knelt down straight like that.

The foreman on the construction site was told by the Chen family to take good care of He Zihan, and later the Chen family asked him to pay He Zihan five times his wages.

Presumably this He Zihan has something to do with the members of the Chen family.

Later, He Zihan suddenly stopped working here, and the foreman vaguely remembered that there was a period of time when a young man about He Zihan's age came to pick him up every night.

When He Zihan resigned and heard that he was the heir of the Chen family, the foreman was glad that he hadn't done anything excessive to this He Zihan before.

For some reason, within a few months, He Zihan returned to work on the construction site.

The foreman knew He Zihan's honesty.

These days, people who come out to work at this age are mostly from poor families or orphans.

The foreman is not a heinous person. Knowing that He Zihan came back here again, he probably had some conflict with the young master of the Chen family.

However, even if the person who was given such special care before came back here, there is no guarantee that he will get involved with the future heir of the Chen family in the future, so it is better not to bully him.

It was because of the foreman's thoughts that He Zihan was able to avoid the tragic fate of doing too much heavy work every day but only getting a very meager salary - the weight of the work he did before was actually far more than the salary he received , but he couldn't care less.

The news that He Zihan passed out on the construction site reached the foreman. He happened to accompany someone to check and accept some of the completed buildings that day. After sending the leader away, he rushed to the staff lounge.

Seeing He Zihan lying on the sofa with a pale face, the always hard-hearted foreman also felt that his heart had softened towards this child.

He Zihan came here to work every night, and he worked harder than ordinary migrant workers - most people had one day off every week.

Knowing that he was still a student, the foreman once suggested that He Zihan could leave work a little earlier and go back in time for the last bus, but He Zihan politely declined.

Later, the foreman saw him riding a broken bicycle, with a thin and lonely back, standing alone in the vast night, and suddenly understood that he didn't take the bus not only to do more things and earn more money, but also to leave Two yuan for the bus ride.

The foreman didn't come to the construction site very much, but every time he saw He Zihan, he could feel that he was a little thinner than the last time he saw him.

Now, the boy lying on the sofa is completely skinny and out of shape.

The foreman sighed, went to the infirmary to get some good antipyretics and anti-inflammatory medicines, shook He Zihan awake, and asked him to take them.

At that time when He Zihan woke up, the first thing he saw was not exhaustion, nor the kind of anger when his daughter was woken up, but panic.

He Zihan almost jumped up from the sofa and stood up. The first sentence was: "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! I will pay attention next time, so I won't faint!"

Hearing the child say such a thing, the foreman himself felt a little unbearable.

"It's okay, He Zihan. Listen, here are some medicines. If you still have a headache, you can take another antipyretic medicine. Take two anti-inflammatory medicines after meals. You won't use them for the next three days, and I won't dismiss you." Yours. Your body is important. I know you are a good boy, the job will be kept for you, don't worry."

He Zihan's eyes were full of disbelief at that time, which the foreman will never forget.

"Okay. Get up, do you have the strength to go to the bus stop? You can still catch the last bus back to the city. I'll help you push the bike to the shed, so that people can pay attention to it."

He Zihan said thank you several times, until the foreman couldn't take it anymore and wanted to drive him to the bus station by himself, He Zihan left.

When going out, I heard the foreman muttering, "What kind of crime is this?"

I don't know whether to ask myself or ask others.

After three days of rest, He Zihan's body fully recovered.

Under Chen Qiran's meticulous care, his health is basically better than before.

However, this foundation was completely exhausted because of this illness.

He Zihan himself knew that this winter, it was not only because of his studies getting heavier, even if his studies were not too heavy, he didn't have the extra energy to go to work on the construction site.

He knew that his body was deteriorating day by day. On the one hand, he did not eat well, and on the other hand, he did not have enough rest.

His body has been completely dragged down by years of labor and lack of rest, and he can only slowly replenish his body's vitality by relying entirely on food supplements.

After leaving Chen Qiran, He Zihan almost forgot the taste of meat.

I can't bear to spend money to buy pork ribs that cost 5 yuan a piece, I can't bear to spend money to buy pork that costs 18 yuan a catty, I can't bear to...

He needs money.

When living with Chen Qiran before, He Zihan knew that Chen Qiran, who was used to getting what he wanted, would not understand his need for money.

Therefore, after leaving him, it was more or less uncomfortable to completely return to my previous poor life all of a sudden.

He Zihan asked himself more than once, why did he live in such a mess? !

Every time the answer is: for a better life in the future.

He knew very well that if he couldn't afford the tuition fee for the first year, he wouldn't be able to go to college.

After thinking wildly for a while, He Zihan finally recovered from the memory when there was a sound of "dump, tread, tread" on the stairs.

Only then did he realize that he hadn't closed the door at all.

The boy wearing his own coat was followed by a locksmith, which made He Zihan's impression of him a little better - not very incompetent.

"That's it. How long will it take to unlock it?"

"One minute will do."

"Okay, how much will it cost? Can you change the lock for me?"

"30 for unlocking, 180 for a security door like yours if you change the lock."

"It's so expensive! Uncle, let's make it cheaper! I have no relatives and no reason here, and I only have 100 in total, can it be cheaper?!"

Those big eyes blinked and stared at him blankly, seeing the innocence and pity of the child, even the old locksmith felt a little helpless.