Dramatic self-cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

There are no more terrifying words in the world.

He Yu's pupils shrank, and the whole portrait was nailed in place, hair, pores, and even breathing, all frozen.

If He Shu is Pian Ye, Pian Ye does not post frequently, not because he is a part-time job, but because he is a student; the silhouette of the woman in Pian Ye's painting, and the environment are so familiar that it is easy for He Yu to imitate, Because of……

They had a common mother.

Going back even further, when He Yu was still in the backcountry, he imitated the film, and it turned out that the person he envied and fanatically pursued was actually the good brother who took his life away!

There is nothing more absurd than this, and it is undoubtedly a huge stimulus to He Yu.

Cold sweat rolled down his temples, he refused to admit the reality: "Liar, you lied, this is not true!"

The guests were all stunned by the drama, and even He's mother took a while to figure out what was going on.

She forced herself to calm down as quickly as possible, and immediately raised her hand towards the screen, signaling the other party to turn off the projection.

"There must be some misunderstanding," He's mother calmed down, stretched out her hand to brush her messy hair behind her ears, and said calmly, "The two children have always had a good relationship, maybe it was just a joke."

In front of many people, Shen Xinglan did not intend to give her face at all, and smiled lightly: "First, I am not familiar with He Yu. Second, someone came to buy the copyright of the manuscript I posted on Weibo, saying yes Collect and play, if I didn’t see the entries submitted by He Yu, I would not have thought that it would be this collection method.”

In his previous life, He Shu forcibly completed his work under the overdrawn state, and he was already in a state of exhaustion.

How did he feel when he decided on the direction and spent several days and nights polishing this work?Has he ever humbled and begged for mercy, and mother He can look at him more?

Have you ever imagined that when he won the award, he would hold this work and be recognized by He Mu?

The person who can make him fall from heaven to hell, step on the blood he dug out of his heart, use his ingenuity, and get the honor he wants most.

No one believed him, no one defended him.Mother He forced him to apologize, but He Shu refused to admit it, so he was kicked out of the house on a rainy night.

That night, he dragged his suitcase, the yellow lights were dry, and all thoughts were lost. He laughed while walking, coughing up blood step by step, and the blood mixed with rain and tears.

The weeds in my heart are soaring, and all the stars that are dimming are extinguished.

No one knew that at that moment, He Shu decided to never paint again in this life.

It doesn't make sense, everything doesn't make sense anymore.

On the silent lawn, no one dared to speak out at this time, and the young man raised his voice: "Copying my work, insulting my heart, I will definitely investigate this matter to the end!"

Every word and every word, resounding, thunderous!

At this moment, an aura burst out from the young man so strong that it was hard to look directly at him. His back was as straight as a pine, his eyes were firm and sharp, and he had the viciousness to be an enemy of the whole world.

Mother He suddenly had an illusion that the person in front of her was like He Shu, but not like He Shu.

After being refuted in front of so many people, she laughed angrily: "Pursuant? Do you know what you are talking about? Are your works clean?"

Everyone looked at her like a sharp arrow. No matter how powerful He Yu was, he was only 17 years old this year. When he encountered such a big thing, he subconsciously shrank away from his mother.

Mother He blocked him with half of her body, which was a protective gesture.

It's like mother hen's instinct to protect her cubs when facing a vicious eagle.

Song Xu's temper exploded, and he was about to roll up his sleeves and rush forward to argue.

At this moment, he is completely in an unbelievable state. The official announcement has been issued. If there is a problem with He Shu's work, why didn't he mention it?

When faced with doubts, it was also her son, but she actually protected her son by biting another person, did she have any serious illness!

But when Shen Xinglan stopped him, the young man pulled his sleeves, his eyes were calm: "Good question."

He tilted his head in a certain direction: "Teacher, you have the most say in this matter."

Seeing all this, Mr. Yan didn't know what it was like. He walked slowly out of the crowd. Many of the people who came to the banquet today were celebrities in the circle of painters. They all treated Mr. Yan with three-point courtesy, and they bowed their heads to get out of the way.

The flow of people diverged into a small path on both sides, and Mr. Yan walked steadily with his hands behind his back.

"When the rumors on the Internet first started, I wanted to clarify that those who make it clear in the small book can clarify themselves, and don't need to pay attention to other people's opinions, so I dragged it until today." Yan Lao thought carefully about every sentence, with a solemn expression.

His vigorous eyes flicked across the crowd, "I don't know who posted the picture, I would like to advise here, if you have the time, it is better to draw two more pictures."

"As for why the little book's paintings are the same as the ones in my collection room, that's because it was originally a gift from him!"

"I have taught painting for most of my life. I look up to the sky, and I am not ashamed of others. After hearing the rumors, I immediately sent the original painting and Xiaoshu's works to Jinlu Cup for appraisal."

"If there is even half a lie, I would like to put half my life's reputation on it, and I will never teach painting again!"

Different from the young He Shu, Mr. Yan is an old-timer in the field of painting. His words were so powerful that they struck everyone's hearts like thunder, making people's eyes widen in surprise.

Needless to say, the standard requirements for paintings that can enter Yan Lao's collection room, the painting called "Flying", no one who saw it would think that it was actually made by an underage child!

The majestic imagery, unrestrained fantasy, and extremely skilled use of techniques soaked in the painting paper, without 30 years of experience, it is absolutely impossible to draw!

Most of the people present were insiders, and because they knew each other well, they were deeply shocked and completely blown away.

There is no need to doubt what Yan Lao said, that is to say, "Fly" was really drawn by He Shu. At the age of 17, he has reached a height that no one else can reach when he is 50 or [-] years old!

In ancient times, Li Bai was hailed as the Immortal of Poetry, but now He Shu can fully deserve the title of Immortal of Sentence and Painting.

The eyes of everyone looking at He Shu changed instantly, as if they were looking at a masterpiece chasing after the sky to feed.

Mother He didn't expect this reversal, she frowned, and her first reaction was to look at He Yu beside her: "Did you really copy?"

Where has He Yu experienced such a big scene?He was so frightened that his face turned pale, his calves kept shaking, and he choked up when he heard the words: "I couldn't find inspiration, so I just looked online...I didn't mean to be a mother."

Mother He closed her eyes, feeling extremely ridiculous.

The same two participated in the competition, and He Shu won the attention of the public with his talent, while the other son, who had just been recognized by the master, discovered that his work was actually copied by He Shu.

For a very brief moment, Mother He, who was listening to the chatter behind her, thought angrily, He Yu is so shameful that she is her son in vain, and she is not good at all.

She quickly restrained her thoughts and put on the demeanor and bearing that a hostess should have:

"I'm glad to hear Xiaoshu's clarification. As for Xiaoyu's matter, he is still young after all, and it's normal to make mistakes sometimes. As an older brother, He Shu doesn't care too much."

"It's Xiaoyu's birthday today, hasn't the cake been cut yet?" She asked the Filipino maid naturally, "Push the cake up first."

The Filipino maid took the order to go, not daring to stay longer in the wrong place.

"Before eating the cake, let me talk about something first." Shen Xinglan raised his foot and slowly walked towards He Yu who was huddled beside He Mu.

Mother He's head was throbbing and her veins were twitching, and her intuition told her that what He Shu was going to say would not be good.

A hand as slender as bamboo and as white as jade stretched out and rested on He Yu's shoulder. He could clearly feel that when he put his hand on it, He Yu trembled visibly to the naked eye.

Shen Xinglan patted reassuringly, he stood still, faced everyone, and smiled slightly: "Everyone must be wondering why I wasn't the protagonist of today's birthday party."

Two teenagers of similar stature and completely different temperament stood together, as if they were the closest brothers in the world.

Sensing what he wanted to say, Old Yan hesitated to speak: "Xiaoshu..."

Mother He's headache was about to explode, she raised her hand and rubbed her temples: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Shen Xinglan didn't seem to realize it, he smiled lightly, and his voice was very calm: "Because I was the wrong child 17 years ago, and He Yu is the real young master of the He family. Pro-banquet."

Although everyone had already had a lot of speculations when they came, whether they were godsons or illegitimate children, they never expected that the truth was far more exciting than they imagined!

"Fuck? True or false??"

"No way, the temperament is not like..."

"It's no wonder Mrs. He defends He Yu in every possible way, her own is just different."

"Congratulations on returning to the He family. It's time for your misplaced life to return." Shen Xinglan sent the most sincere blessings to He Yu.

Apart from being close to He's mother and constantly gaining a sense of security, He Yu couldn't make any response, and his mind was completely lost.

The sun was shining and there were no clouds in the sky. It was the best weather.

The flowers stretch their branches in the warm sun, and the air is full of fresh herbs and trees.

The young man took a step back, and took another step back. The golden light coated his whole body with a soft light. He stepped on the soft grass, with the vast sky above his head. He looked at He Mu with a clear voice:

"I know that you have never really accepted me, and now you have got your wish. I hope that your family will be happy, healthy and harmonious in the future."

The most sensitive nerve was stabbed suddenly, and Mother He's eyes suddenly changed: "What are you doing again?!"

The people's discussion was like a rising tide, crackling and exploding.

"It's the same birthday, he has cake, but I don't; it's the same plagiarism, I deserve to be scolded, but he is a kid who made mistakes." Shen Xinglan looked at her with unprecedentedly calm eyes, but the words that came out of his mouth were startling. , "I gave a chance, but you didn't take it, then from now on, you will no longer be my mother."

Simply unprecedented, unheard of!It's a birthday party, but the relationship is severed!

Like a thousand-foot huge wave rising from the ground, the whole birthday party was boiling. Elder Yan Song Xu and his classmates were eager to come forward and say something, but they were stopped by a gesture from Shen Xinglan.

Mother He stared at the young man, her breathing was so low that it could not be noticed, and He Shu's appearance from childhood to adult passed before her eyes one by one, cheerful, distressed, entangled, entangled, and finally met the determined young man in front of her. coincide.

An unprecedented panic swept through my heart, like a torrential rain.

At the other end of the horizon, the sun rises into the sky, dazzlingly warm, the green forest is verdant, and the long wind blows, making rustling sounds.

Neither humble nor overbearing, the young man leaned towards his mother and bowed down firmly: "I will slowly return all the money spent in the past 17 years, and if there are other settlements that need to be settled, they can also be notarized."

"Thank you for the kindness of nurturing and cultivation over the years. Unfilial son He Shu, farewell to Mrs. He." As he bowed, there was a loud buzzing in He's mother's ear, and a corner of her heart collapsed rapidly.

She didn't blink, as if she wanted to engrave this picture deeply into her mind, her lips trembled, she didn't know if it was from anger or something else: "Have you thought it through?"

He Yu was also so shocked that he could not speak. He had been expecting He Shu to be kicked out of the house for a long time, but never thought that he would leave voluntarily.

Shen Xinglan spoke no nonsense: "Yes."

"Get out," Mother He said sharply as the appearance of elegance that had lasted for a long time was torn apart, "If you have the guts to leave home, don't come back in the future!"

There will be no day.

Shen Xinglan knew this better than anyone else, he nodded slightly at the crowd, then turned and left without looking back.

Song Xu chased after him without saying a word, if it wasn't for He Shu today, he wouldn't have come to this Laoshizi place!

After the boy left, the atmosphere of the whole meeting place was stagnant, as if the air had been completely squeezed clean, and only small-scale gossip and whispers could be heard intermittently.

The servants pushed the cake trolley over. The eight-layer cake was decorated with flowers, cream, and fruits, which was extremely gorgeous.

But at this moment, no one wants to eat it anymore.

After all, Mother He insisted on holding the birthday party. She will be strong in her life and never admit defeat.

When her husband died unexpectedly, she supported the whole family by herself and kept the family property in the big He family.

After living for so many years, this was the first time she lost her composure. It was originally a very happy day, but it made everyone in Quande City laugh.

After the banquet was over, she almost didn't recover from her breath. It was the servant who helped her back to the room and applied some calming and soothing medicine to make her feel better.

Mother He leaned on the beauty table, her dress was a little wrinkled due to her improper sitting posture. If it was normal, she would definitely meticulously make every corner of her body into the most perfect appearance, but today she just sat there.

"He Shuhe..." Mother He's voice was low and difficult, "Has he left?"

When she asked this question, she didn't know for a moment what answer she hoped to get.

Every time she sees He Shu, she always thinks of the most indecent period in her life, and also thinks of the innocent younger brother who died because of him.

He shouldn't have been blamed for this, but she just... didn't know how to face him.

Originally thought there was still a lot of time, but today his behavior is like a heavy hammer smashing the mirror of peace, messing everything up to pieces.

The servant was silent, "Master, he left before the birthday party was over."

There was a long silence in the room.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

The servant stepped forward and opened the doorknob. The boy with eyes swollen from crying stood there, glanced into the door, and flinched, "Mom."

Mother He still sat without any movement.

Perhaps it was the warmth and pampering he had received these days that made He Yu muster up his courage. He slowly stepped into the room, approached Mother He, and knelt down in front of her.

"I'm sorry," he cried, "I didn't expect such serious consequences."

Mother He looked down at him, and every time He Yu cried, she always felt distressed, because she knew that the child had suffered a lot, and God knows how happy she was when she learned that her child did not die.

He Yu is completely her ideal child, well-behaved and sensible, clingy and lively, smart, and will depend on her.

Perhaps for a moment, she thought about why He Shu didn't die that year?

Now that He Shu really left, there was a voice buried deep in her heart that forced her to face it.

All the advantages of He Yu that she likes are relative to He Shu.

What she didn't get from He Shu, she unconsciously developed expectations, imagining that if the other child didn't die, it might be much better than He Shu.

Day after day, year after year, these fantasies gradually grew into demons, tormenting her constantly.

Now that she was finally awake, looking at He Yu's weak and innocent face again, she felt bored.

How many times has He Yu cried in front of her?If it was He Shu, he would not cry when encountering a problem, but would find a way to solve it and carry it by himself.

Seeing that Mother He didn't respond for a long time, He Yu put his hand on her knee and kept sobbing: "I will apologize to Brother He Shu and ask him to come back. This matter is my fault..."

As soon as He Shu's name was mentioned, Mother He's face suddenly changed. She raised her hand and pushed him away, and said angrily, "You are so brave! How dare you plagiarize such a big competition!"

He Yu was thrown on the carpet, and he was a little dazed. He's mother had always been fond of him, and this was the first time she had treated him so sincerely.

Under the strong aura of the other party, he muttered, not daring to justify himself: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, and I will never dare mother again."

Mother He shook her head, "You have no idea how serious it is."

Being removed from the Jinlu Cup and banned from participating in the competition for three times is equivalent to being directly removed from the art candidates.

Some well-known art academies are all organizers of the Jinlu Cup. If they leave a stain on them, their school recruitment will definitely be blocked.

He Yu raised his hand to wipe away his tears: "I will definitely draw well in the future, I will work harder, my grades are so good, I will definitely be able to."

With her back to He Yu, Mother He started to have a headache again. She closed her eyes and tried to calm down.

At this moment, there was another noise from outside, and the servant couldn't stop it at all, seeing the two rushing towards the master bedroom.

Caught off guard, the double doors were knocked open, and a dark-skinned man was followed by a woman of modest stature.

The servant came in in a panic: "They said they have something to tell you, but it's useless to persuade them."

Mother He didn't know they were here at all, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Why are you here?"

Since being led into the room by He Yu, the husband and wife have been imprisoned until now, hungry and tired, He Jiayun was full of anger, and said harshly: "You can even buy tickets for the Beijing Imperial Palace, why, your family is better than you!" Is the imperial palace expensive?"

Wang Ping yanked him down, and said with an apologetic smile, "My man can't talk, I'm sorry. We are here today, and we have something important to do."

When foreign guests came, Mother He quickly adjusted her appearance and expression. She raised her hand to ask the servant to seat them, and then ordered to make tea.

He Yu had long forgotten that there was still this problem, and now the situation was completely different, and the couple's reckless rush over would have no effect at all.

He tried to interject in the middle: "It's too late now, let's talk about something tomorrow."

"There are guests coming from afar, so naturally we have to entertain them well." Mother He glanced at him indifferently, "The children of the He family should know some rules."

With just one glance, He Yu didn't dare to speak any more. He had made enough mistakes all day long, and he had no capital to speak.

When he sat down with him, he was extremely anxious, and he didn't know how to hint to He Jiayun and his wife that He Shu had already severed ties with He's mother, and there was no need for them to take him back.

After the servant served the tea, he took a few more snacks, and the He family poured out a drink of cattle, smacking their lips continuously.

Sitting on the main seat, He Mu was as motionless as a mountain, and said politely: "What's the matter for coming to see me so late?"

Wang Ping clasped her hands and continued to build herself up mentally, not daring to look at Mother He's eyes.He stammered a bit: "I was not feeling well two days ago, and I happened to come to the city to see a doctor, and I met, I met the nurse who delivered the baby back then."

The completely different opening remarks were not the script He Yu gave them at all. He froze for a while, and looked at the couple beside him hesitantly.

After a busy day, Mother He was a little tired after all. She looked at them lazily, and stayed for a few more seconds on He Jiayun who couldn't stop eating.

How can a woman who can manage such a large property in an orderly manner not see their thoughts?

What's the purpose of choosing to come to the door on the birthday and mentioning the illness?

"Ms. Wang," Mother He said calmly, "We made it very clear when we signed the agreement that I will pay the alimony in one lump sum, and this child will have nothing to do with you after that."

"You deserve a lot of money. If you don't deserve it, don't think about it."

"Yes, yes," Wang Ping, who was also a woman, was completely overwhelmed when she faced He's mother. She took a long breath, "I'm not here today to ask for money."

"What's that for?"

"The nurse told us back then that there was no such thing as holding the wrong child," Wang Ping swallowed, "Xiaoyu is our child, and the dead child is yours."

All the stimuli I received today are far less exciting than this one.

Mother He sat up straight suddenly, stared at her, and spoke slowly: "What did you say?"

He Yu was so shocked that he almost fell off the stool!

Perhaps because she was afraid that she could not explain clearly, Wang Ping lowered her head and rummaged through the cloth bag, and took out a stack of crumpled paper, which was He Yu's birth certificate and a few old photos.

She put the papers on the small square table in a single mind, lowered her head and said, "I had a normal delivery, the baby was born healthy and weighed eight catties, but you had a dystocia, He Shu was only five catties when he was born, and the other child weighed three catties. "

It is impossible to falsify data such as weight, and it will be recorded truthfully when the child falls to the ground.

Mother He raised her hand to flip through the papers. She knew all these words, but when they were combined together, she suddenly didn't understand their meaning.

She was like a slap in the face, "What nonsense? The paternity test has been done, how could He Yu not be my child?"

For the sake of this, Wang Ping had no choice but to continue: "We were all deceived. Huang Wei is your distant relative. I don't know what's going on. The paternity test may have been tampered with."

She pulled out a sheet from the pile of crumpled papers and pushed it in front of Mother He, "When we found out that something was wrong, the child's father and I took the hair for a paternity test immediately, and the results showed that He Yu was our biological child. "

The dense words were like ants spinning in front of her eyes, and Mother He was dizzy for a while. She recalled in a trance that she heard that Huang Wei's business was losing money a year ago, and she was devastated.

Not long after, he came to find her and said that there was a great happy event.

At that time, she was deeply demonized, and she was dissatisfied with reading He Shu. She even thought that as long as she hadn't seen the child's body with her own eyes, there was a one in ten thousand chance that he would not have died?

The process of recognizing relatives was very fast, and the whole matter was handled by Huang Wei. At that time, in order to thank him, she gave him a lot of favors.

After that, Huang Wei never appeared again.Mother He didn't think much about it at all.

In this life, she has been meticulous and careful in everything she does, avoiding many pitfalls, and doing her best to protect this home.

Only once, only once, she trusted others, but in the end, it turned out to be such an absurd result.

He Yu dropped the teacup by mistake, and he growled, "Isn't the money given to you not enough! How much more do you want?!"

Wang Ping looked at him sadly and helplessly with wrinkled eyes.

This was a complete scam. Huang Wei gave them a hush money. Originally, this secret was to be brought into the loess.

She didn't want to say it, but there was no way, she didn't want to go to jail.

He Shu is such a young man, and the city is so deep, he has no choice but to control them to death.

"I have to, I have to find Huang Wei." Mother He struggled to maintain her sanity, saying that she was going to find her mobile phone, but she couldn't find it anywhere, and she walked towards the gate.

She faltered and faltered, but she didn't ask for help.

Before reaching the door, the door was pushed open for the third time today.

The servant waited respectfully at the side, the silver-haired old lady was holding a cane, and her weather-beaten face was calm and pretentious. She stood there for an unknown how long.

Mother He stopped suddenly, her body stiffened: "Mom."

The old lady hadn't traveled far for anyone for many years, and she asked the Buddha wholeheartedly, if she was called to the door last time, it was because of He Shu's matter.

Mother He should be shocked to see her at the door of her house, but there are so many things that happened tonight, she is a little numb.

"I heard that your place is very lively today," the old lady glanced at the room, and said calmly, "I'll come and have a look, won't you not welcome me?"

Mother He couldn't say a word of no.

For a long time afterwards, what happened to the He family at the birthday party became the focus of gossip repeatedly chewed up by the upper class circles in Quande City.

It is said that the mistress of the He family lost her head and mistook the unknown wild child for her son. She took her heart and soul out of her heart. Her own son, He Shu, was so rigid that she immediately severed ties.

I heard that the old lady of the He family went out of the mountain in person that night, and immediately cleaned up the house by means of thunder, and threw the fake young master and his parents back.

Not only that, in order to punish Mother He for being ignorant of people and acting in a muddle-headed manner, the old lady held a family council and took back all the property and shares in Mother He's hands without any doubt, and did not even leave Mrs. He's name to her.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. After He Yu was taken back, he resisted in every possible way. Whenever he found an opportunity, he ran to the train station, threatening to find his biological mother.

Later, there was no way, He Jiayun and his wife couldn't do nothing, they just stayed at home to guard him, so they found an iron chain to lock him up.

He Yu is like a trapped animal at home. When he finds a blank paper, he draws wildly, draws eyes, all kinds of eyes.He talks nonsense when he sees people all day long, claiming that he is a famous painter, and even Yan Lao is his student.

Before long, he went mad.He Jiayun and his wife were not even willing to pay him for medical treatment.

I read all the above gossip and gossip 96 every day and every night. After reading it is not enough, I want to discuss it with Shen, the person concerned.

"Your ratings have soared to the top of the entire network!" 96's excitement was beyond words, "Ah, ah, if this continues, we will definitely be able to win the rookie king!"

Shen was watering the flowers at the moment. He rented a small single room outside the school. The area was very small, not one-thousandth of the size of He's house, but it was decorated very warmly by him.

A cat paw sign welcoming home is hung at the door of the house. The countdown to the college entrance examination is on the right hand side as soon as you enter the door, and several abstract paintings are hung on the left side.

Beds, desks, chairs, and easels filled this ten-square-meter room to the brim, and Shen Xinglan even planted flowers on the balcony.

When winter came, he treasured this flower very much, and would come out to see it from time to time.

Hearing this, Shen Xinglan, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a watering pot, nodded casually: "Oh."

"You are so cold." 96 dissatisfied, "How can you use cold violence against such a cute system like me?"

Ignoring its chirping, after watering the flowers, Shen Xinglan turned and went back to the room, where he stopped by the desk.

The winter sun soaks through the balcony, diffuses into the room, stops at the corner of a painting, and makes the paper a warm yellow.

When leaving He Zhai, Shen Xinglan didn't bring any extra items, only "Fly".

The painting "Mother" was posted by Shen Xinglan to the Internet for fishing. In order to participate in the competition, he had to choose a new painting.

He is not a person with artistic talent. What he is best at is programming codes that others see as boring. He is a pure science and engineering man.

So when conceiving the picture, he thought for a long time, and finally chose this one.

——At a glance, you can't tell the boundary line between the sky and the sea, the blue waves are surging, and the blue sky is picturesque.

Dark blue and light blue are intertwined, dreamy and light, in the monstrous waves, an eagle spread its wings and flew out, screaming and flying to higher and farther places.

In his previous life, He Shu chose to jump into the sea to end his life, so in this life, Shen Xinglan hopes that he can be reborn from the sea.

Be an eagle, soar wherever you want, don't borrow light from others, he is your own wings.

to fly.

This work deservedly won the first prize, and the eight famous schools rushed to offer olive branches. Some suggested that he could skip a grade to go to university, with full board and lodging, and [-] living expenses per year.

Shen Xinglan refused. In his previous life, He Shu died in the second year of high school. This time, he will be an ordinary high school student and experience a complete high school.

When it was time for lunch, Shen Xinglan took out his mobile phone and accumulated 99 unread messages. He scanned his eyes and found that most of the messages came from Song Xu.

Soon after the birthday party, he looked for an opportunity to break up with Song Xu peacefully, but Song Xu couldn't accept it at all, and chased after him all day long.

Knowing that he was renting a house, he rented a room next door to him, ordered high-end nutritious meals for Shen Xinglan three times a day, and would send flowers from time to time.

Afterwards, Shen Xinglan ruthlessly talked about the theme of boundaries and sense of proportion, and Song Xu has just settled down a lot recently.

To be honest, Song Xu has also changed a lot in the past six months. The willful little overlord condescended to live in a room of more than ten square meters at the beginning. At the time, no one felt that he could endure such hardship, but he insisted on it.

Not only that, but when he learned that He Shu wanted to go to X University, he gritted his teeth and started to study hard. Knowing that He Shu didn't like dudes, he changed his past and became more at ease.

Really like someone, a good relationship will make each other better.

But this time, no matter how much he pursued, Shen Xinglan didn't let go, and always kept a close distance from him, treating him no differently from ordinary classmates.

After all, he is not He Shu, he has not experienced the suffering of others, so he cannot easily forgive He Shu for his bestial behavior in his previous life.

The cracks in the corridor were full of light spots, Shen Xinglan stepped on the stairs to the first floor, and packed dumplings at the noodle shop.

After living here for three months, the boss recognized him and said with a smile: "Do you want chili, no green onion, vinegar, soy sauce, sweet and spicy sauce?"

Shen Xinglan nodded and said with a slight smile, "It's troublesome."

When the boss put the dumplings in the steamer, he secretly added three more.

While waiting for the gap, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground came from behind him. Shen Xinglan leaned forward to let the car pass without turning his head.

Suddenly a voice sounded: "Little Book."

Shen Xinglan turned around.

A taxi stopped not far away, and a tall and thin boy got out of the car. He was wearing a loose cotton jacket, pure black jeans, and canvas shoes, and he was very energetic.

He carried a lot of things in his hand, and walked towards Shen Xinglan, "It's almost Chinese New Year, I've prepared some snacks for you."

Nut snacks, candy chocolate, yogurt walnut milk, everything is available.

"Wow," Shen Xinglan exclaimed at the right time. He bent his lips and smiled, "Then let me treat you to dumplings. The dumplings here are delicious."

Even though it is a very common dumpling that can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys, He Shengyuan is very satisfied: "Okay, I like dumplings the most."

You know, when he first came over, He Shu stopped him from the door. Later, with his unremitting efforts, He Shu was finally willing to talk to him in recent times.

But today, he was willing to invite him to eat dumplings, He Shengyuan was so moved that he died.

Shen Xinglan added another serving of dumplings, and the two sat down in the humble shop.

He Shengyuan put a dumpling into his mouth, the juice was full, the skin was thin and the meat was thick, wrapped in a special sauce, the aftertaste was endless.

In fact, he doesn't like to eat dumplings. He said that just in response, but before he realized it, he had already plucked three of them into his mouth very smoothly.

On the small dining table, the heat was steaming, Shen Xinglan ate slowly, and only took a bite after carefully eating, and his eating appearance was very delicate.

He Shengyuan inexplicably remembered the story of He Shu following his ass to make dumplings when he was a child. He was still very young at that time, and his little hands couldn't wrap the dumplings tightly.

After a few failed attempts, little He Shu would curl his mouth in displeasure, crawl up to him, lift up his flour-covered skin, and say in a milky voice, "Brother, cousin."

He is always confused about the words "bag", "watch" and "hug".

He Shengyuan was amused, and deliberately teased him: "Okay, hug."

As he spoke, he picked him up with all his strength, Xiao He Shu opened his eyes wide, lifted his face, and said eagerly: "It's a watch, hug him!"

He Shengyuan hugged him in circles, laughing non-stop. Little He Shu remembered what he was going to do at first, but then he just giggled when he became dizzy after being hugged.

Thinking of this, He Shengyuan chuckled, his eyes full of nostalgia.

Shen Xinglan looked up at him, and paused with his chopsticks.

He Shengyuan covered his lips and coughed dryly, pretending to be casual, "Chinese New Year is coming soon, when is it more convenient to come and pick you up?"

This time he learned to be smart. If he asked He Shu if he would answer, he would definitely not answer, so he simply raised the level of the question.

Shen Xinglan concentrated on eating the dumplings: "In two days, my friends and I will go to a winter camp, and we will spend Chinese New Year in other places."

"Ah." He Shengyuan responded softly, unable to hide his disappointment, he still did not give up, "Then when will you return to Quande?"

After eating the last dumpling, Shen Xinglan sighed slightly, and smiled brightly at him: "Where I am is my home. I am living a very happy life now, and I am very happy that my eldest brother can visit me occasionally La."

He Shengyuan couldn't help but feel distressed: "But isn't the New Year just for the family to be reunited?"

Shen Xinglan had no way to change other people's ideas, and he didn't plan to. He said, "Maybe. I'm done eating and I'm going back to draw. Where are you going next?"

These words seemed to mean that he did not intend to ask him to sit up.

He Shengyuan was covered with a dim light, he hesitated: "Actually..."

After thinking about it, he felt that this was not appropriate, so he could only swallow what he hadn't finished speaking, and then said, "I plan to go to the bookstore to buy two books later."

"Okay." Shen Xinglan stood up, "Then goodbye."

He Shengyuan hurriedly stuffed the bag in his hand to him, then stood at the door of the shop and watched him go upstairs.

What he didn't finish just now was that, in fact, Mother He no longer lives in He Zhai. As far as the He family is concerned, she is just a married outsider after all, and He Shu is the serious He family with the surname He.

The He family could no longer tolerate her doing such absurd and outrageous things.

When Mother He left, she didn't say where she was going. He Shengyuan searched for her for a long time, but couldn't find her again.

He stood still and let out a long sigh.

Beside the telegraph pole not far away, there was a sallow and haggard woman, wrapped in an old coat, with dry lips.

She didn't notice He Shengyuan, and walked slowly in the opposite direction, holding her dinner today, which was a small cabbage and half a carrot.

All her assets were the bank card she carried in her pocket, which was left by He Shu to pay her living expenses.