After amnesia, he was with his nemesis

Dou Jinglan stood where he was and waved goodbye to him.

With the taste of strawberry-flavored gum still in his mouth, Dou Jinglan touched his mouth and walked back upstairs.

He could not avoid being pressed.

Aunt: "Then who?! Come to see you in the middle of the night?!"

Dou Jinglan: "Friend, when I fell, I threw the car there, and he brought it to me."

Aunt: "Where are so many things going on! Go and clean the pot, it's your fault if it's messed up today."

Dou Jinglan bypassed her and walked into the kitchen.

He is self-taught, and he has mastered the proficiency of the skill of "into the left ear and out of the right ear".

his fault?

His biggest mistake was stepping into this family's house when both his parents died and he was desperate.

The steel wool used to brush the pan is full of dirt.

Half a month ago, Dou Jinglan was still in charge of cleaning the pot every day. At that time, the steel wool balls were as clean as new.

He rinsed the steel wool ball under the tap, with little effect.

The cold water quickly stained his fingertips crimson.

Dou Jinglan withdrew her hand and turned off the faucet, when she suddenly heard screams from the bathroom.

"Ah! Don't pull my hair!!!"

Then there was a bang.

Dou Jinglan put down the pot and rushed to the bathroom door, only to find that the bathroom door was locked.

He slammed on the bathroom door and said, "What's wrong?!"

Dou Mi cried inside: "Brother——! Brother, she hit me! Ah!"

"Little bitch still dares to stare at me, today I will let you know who is the owner of this house, what will happen to you if you wash the clothes, will you die?! It is mine to let you eat and live in my house Wrong, right?!"

Dou Jinglan was so angry that he kicked the door lock when he lifted his leg!The door panel was knocked open and slammed into the tiles!

The door trembled.

He met the stunned Dou Mi with messy hair.

Dou Mi swallowed her saliva, and put the folding knife in her hand back into her pocket.

My aunt was stunned by the loud noise, looked up and saw that the lock on her own door was broken, she opened her mouth and scolded: "Do you know how much it costs to change a lock?! You don't even earn enough money a day!"

Dou Jinglan pulled Dou Mi over to protect her behind, and said expressionlessly: "The lock cylinder is not broken, if it doesn't cost that much, it can be repaired for a few dollars."

Then she turned to Dou Mi and said, "I don't want to wash my clothes anymore, go back to sleep."

Aunt was furious: "You two little bastards, I really thought I couldn't cure you..."

She pulled up the clothes hanger next to her and was about to hit her, but Dou Jinglan tightly clenched her hand!

Dou Jinglan raised his eyes and looked at her, with a calm tone and crazy content.

"It costs me 12 yuan an hour to unload goods in the supermarket. Do you know how many things I have to move? These clothes racks are much lighter and can't hit me."

"If you want to shoot, look for the kitchen knife on the chopping board."

The woman's pupils shrank suddenly, and she took half a step back: "You...don't threaten me..."

Dou Jinglan continued: "Dou Mi, go and bring it to Auntie. See if you can chop a few knives on me today."

My aunt was stunned by his words, and she didn't refute immediately, but when she wanted to refute, she found that she had already lost the wind.

Dou Mi stood behind Dou Jinglan for two seconds, then ran to the kitchen.

"What are you doing? Are you serious about teaching me a lesson? Stretch out your hand! Who wants to beat you so hard!"

Dou Jinglan stared at her with dark eyes.

After more than ten seconds, he spread out his palm and stretched it out in front of the woman.

The woman slapped his palm twice.

Dou Mi got the kitchen knife and went back, only to find that the two of them had already descended the steps, she curled her lips and said, "Scalp hurts."

Just as the woman was about to have a seizure, Dou Jinglan took the knife and said, "Go back to the house and let me show you, don't be bald."

Dou Mi frowned: "How could I..."

He was dragged back to the room by Dou Jinglan.

He even took the door shut.

The cold light of the knife disappeared behind the door panel.

The bathroom returned to silence. In the confined space, the woman let go of her hand, covered her chest and panted heavily. For a while, the whole bathroom was filled with the sound of her panting breath.

The clothes rack fell from her hand, and that hand trembled for the first time.

The child stared at her like a wolf.

Dou Mi is not bald, she is fine.

"Hey, I started crying as soon as she touched me. I didn't eat well today and I don't have the strength. She is a beta anyway. She can't beat me, but I'm still strong."

Dou Jinglan still didn't spit out the chewing gum in her mouth. Seeing her sitting down combing her hair, she went up and touched her hair: "What do you like to eat?"

Dou Mi said without thinking, "It's delicious."

Dou Jinglan smiled: "I really don't choose."

Dou Mi: "What, you want to buy me something to eat? Say goodbye, save some money, our money will be enough for three months' rent soon, and we can move out soon."

As she spoke, she rolled her eyes: "Come find me if you're not feeling well all day long."

She didn't ask Dou Jinglan what she did to make the woman fly into a rage and start to trouble her again.They all have their little secrets.

After combing her hair, she put the plastic comb back into the interlayer of her schoolbag and said, "Is there a tuition fee for high school?"

Dou Jinglan said: "Yes. The better the high school, the cheaper it is. One school year costs 500 yuan."

Dou Mi: "That's great."

Dou Jinglan: "I'm going to get some hot water and take a bath. I'll sleep with my clothes on today so that I can be warmer."

Dou Mi nodded: "Well, I keep accounts."

Dou Jinglan filled the water, put down two thermos bottles of hot water and went out, locked the door from the outside, stood at the door, opened a small vocabulary book, and lowered her head to read in a low voice.

They are not allowed to use the bathroom to bathe, but to fetch water to wipe themselves in this hut.

The man who smelled of alcohol drank too much today, and was scolded and reprimanded by the woman to help him from the door to his room instead of going to their room.

Smelling the smell of wine, Dou Jinglan trembled reflexively, and subconsciously grabbed the wall with her hands, digging her nails into the white wall ash.

Nobody knows what it's like for him to come home from school one day and see his drunken uncle laying on top of his baby sister.

Alpha, a 190-pound strong man, suppressed the little girl so that she couldn't move. The smell of alcohol and body odor made Dou Jinglan's eyes tear open at that scene, and she rushed forward crazily.

It was the first time Dou Jinglan went crazy that day, and it was also the last time.

The wound he stabbed on his uncle's abdomen is still an ugly and hideous scar.

Dou Jinglan knew that if he stabbed there, the man would not die.

He had studied biology, and he knew that even the softest person with the thickest layer of fat would not be able to pierce the organs in the abdominal cavity.

The crazily spilled blood startled my aunt, and she dialed 120 faster than anyone else.

And Dou Mi was trembling, and hugged her brother tightly: "It's a good thing you're here, it's a good thing you're here... woo..."

The jackknife that was usually used to peel apples was now covered in blood, and the huge sloppy fat man rolled and howled in the second bedroom.

At that time, Dou Jinglan seemed to have fallen into some kind of black hole with no end in sight, falling continuously.

It was Dou Mi's crying that pulled him back.

Dou Jinglan's pupils focused, and she stretched out her bloody hand to touch Dou Mi's hair.

Her clothes are in good condition.

That was the only lucky thing.

Since then, they have lived in the utility room from the second bedroom.

Since then, they have started to save money, squeeze time, run around, and vomit from exhaustion, just to find a place for themselves.

From then on, as long as the man was at home, Dou Jinglan would definitely show up in the man's bedroom late at night to make sure he was asleep before returning to bed.

Only at this time, Dou Mi heard the sound of him returning to the lower bunk, and the neurasthenia that had occurred at a young age slowly calmed down, allowing her to have a good dream.

One of them is 14 years old and the other is 13 years old.

The boring taste of repeatedly chewing gum brought Dou Jinglan back to his senses. He looked down at the vocabulary book and picked one back.

The chewing gum in his mouth had lost its sweet and sour taste, but it pulled him out of memory.

Now, besides Doumi, there is a second thing that can get him out of memory.

The teenager spits the gum into a tissue, wraps it up, and puts it in the trash.

Dou Jinglan suddenly wanted the candy paper that Jiang Bang took away.

The door was knocked twice from the inside.

"Brother, I'm fine."

Dou Jinglan hummed, unlocked the door and walked into the room, picked up a towel, and wiped her sister's hair.

Dou Mi quickly wrote down today's account, put down the account book and said, "Brother, I want to cut my hair, can you find me a pair of scissors."

Dou Jinglan paused slightly for her hand wiping her hair, and said.

"it is good."

The easiest way to increase their strength that they know is...

Reduce your weaknesses and remove your weaknesses.

Fight back if you have spare power, and stay away if you have no spare power.

When Jiang Bo came home, Jiang Bo was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

He walked over lightly and covered his mother with a thin blanket.

This is a quiet apartment in the middle of the city center, very close to Jiang Bo's school, and far away from the research institute where Jiang Bo leads the project.

Her commute is at least two hours a day, with occasional traffic jams of three hours or more.

Jiang Bang knew that his mother was working on a big project recently, and her mood was not stable, she was busy and tired.

He generously and unilaterally forgave her.

"Where did you go?"

Jiang Bang tiptoed to sneak back to the room, but was startled by the sudden noise from the sofa.

"Ms. Jiang, are you awake?"

Jiang Jun sat up with his head propped up: "Bring me the truth while I'm still awake."

She pointed to her own eyes with two fingers, and then tapped Jiang Bo's eyes from the air: "Look at what our baby has been busy in the middle of the night in winter, is there someone he likes?"

Jiang Bang came back and pressed her temples: "How could that be, people look down on me and think I'm childish."

Jiang Jun was amused: "Do you still remember the little girl who justly refused your invitation to dance at the last banquet?"

Jiang Bang: "No, I forgot what I looked like, but the look of rejecting me is really pretty."

The smile lines at the corners of Jiang Jun's eyes never disappeared: "Where did it go?"

Jiang Bang said: "I met a new friend and went to play with him."

Jiang Jun: "Biaodi told me that you left the house after three o'clock, and now it's almost eight o'clock, even if you go to school, it's time to leave school. Does he live far away?"

Jiang Bang: "Well, he and I are not in the same junior high school...it should be."

Jiang Jun was even happier: "Why should I?"

Jiang Bang: "I don't know, I just made a friend after meeting the right eye, I'm very happy."

After Jiang Jun talked with her son, she was refreshed: "How are you studying? How are you? How did you rank in the class?"

Ms. Jiang is not exempt.

Jiang Bang: "Ms. Jiang, checking the household registration? Anyway, his grades are pretty good. His smell is a bit tingly occasionally, and he will differentiate into an alpha like me."

Jiang Jun: "Some early-developed alphas at this age do leak pheromones."

Jiang Bang stopped pressing her temples, frowned and smelled himself: "Why didn't I smell myself?"

Jiang Jun laughed to death: "Individual differences, baby. I said some, maybe, okay?"

Jiang Bang waved his hand: "Understood, my strict Ms. Jiang, I'll take a shower."

Jiang Jun said goodnight to him, and took out a document from his stiff back.

All night, the living room was brightly lit.

The author has something to say: It is already 04:30 in the morning after writing, and I am sluggish.

Make up the update on 6.3.

The plot is purely fictitious, please do not imitate.

The plot is purely fictitious, please do not imitate.

The plot is purely fictitious, please do not imitate.