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The train bound for Beijing was overcrowded. A middle-aged woman squatted down and pushed the woven luggage bag into the narrow space under the sleeper.

"Sister, don't be so busy, sit down quickly." The man urged.

Hai Ge, who was traveling with me, couldn't see it, and reminded: "Can't you help your sister?"

"No, no, I put it in." The woman sat down on the bed, took a breath, and looked out the window curiously, "I have never been to a big city."

People were coming and going in the crowded carriage, Haige asked, "When will Lao Zhang arrive in Beijing?"

"Tomorrow morning, he said that the accommodation in Beijing is too expensive, and he will sleep in the car overnight before going to the city." The woman said, and she dug out two boxes of instant noodles from her handbag, "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." Hai Ge said.

"I'm hungry." The man said, "I want sauerkraut."

The woman was about to get up and go to the tea room, but Brother Hai held her down and kicked the man: "You fucking make it yourself! Don't you have long hands or legs? You're over 40 years old and can't even get instant noodles." To order your sister."

The man raised his voice unconvinced: "My sister wants you to control me?"

"Stop arguing, stop arguing." The woman tried to persuade the fight, she picked up the bowl of instant noodles, "I'll go make some."

Brother Hai stood up irritably, went to the smoking place in the compartment to light a cigarette.

The golden leaves are passing by the rectangular car windows, and with the rattling sound of the green leather train, the distance to Beijing is getting closer and closer.Brother Hai knocked off the cigarette ash, his eyes were firm, this trip, only wins but not defeats.

The rumors about the child bride-in-law intensified, and even Wen Ling, who didn't use Weibo very much, heard about it.He clearly felt the changes in the eyes of the students around him, malicious, doubtful, joking, teasing, and so on.He was a loner and didn't intend to respond to such inexplicable guesses. What he never expected was that the first person on the Internet to stand up for him was Chu Zhesong.

Chu Zhesong reposted the most popular news blog post, accompanied by a photo of himself and Wen Ling, and made a comment [I am her brother's ex-boyfriend, what a ghost child bride, stop spreading rumors [picture]]

[Comment [-]: Good guy, where is this going]

[Comment [-]: Key words, "ex" boyfriend]

[Comment [-]: A child bride is humble, even if her husband is gay]

[Comment [-]: Fraudulent marriage gay! 】

[Comment 0: [-] points for reading comprehension above?This is obviously a rumor]

[Comment [-]: "On How to Skip Marriage and Become a Fraudulent Gay"]

[Comment [-]: Popularity adds to my blacklist]

The two parties fought fiercely in Chu Zhesong's comment area, pulling each other to a draw.Chu Zhesong's Weibo post was regarded as Wen Ruixue's adoptive parents' first counterattack, which pushed Chu Zhesong to the center of public opinion.

Wen Ling was not grateful for this, on the contrary, he thought it was another act of Chu Zhesong to win the attention of others.He calmly watched Chu Zhesong sitting across the table with a plate, waiting for the other party to speak.

"I, um... what did you eat?" Chu Zhesong started awkwardly.

Wen Ling pushed the dinner plate forward, covered the noodles with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

"It looks delicious." Chu Zhesong said, "I saw you being mentioned on the Internet," he swallowed, "it's terrible to talk about your family. I can't stand it, so," he said cautiously Looking at Wen Ling's expression, his voice became smaller and smaller, "Send us a group photo..."

Wen Ling lowered his head to eat, as if there was a noisy atmosphere opposite.

"I want to help you." Chu Zhesong said, "I was wrong before, sorry, I was too careless."

Wen Ling put down his chopsticks and took out a tissue to wipe his mouth.

"Let's start over, okay? I went to learn sign language, and I also signed up for a baking class." Chu Zhesong opened his backpack and took out two cupcakes, "I made these, try it."

Wen Ling took out her tablet and quickly typed a line [You will always be just an ex-boyfriend, recognize your identity. 】He put away his tablet, took his backpack and walked out of the cafeteria quickly. He needed fresh air to calm his restless mood.

Ke Yici, who was sitting at his desk staring at the computer screen, received a WeChat message, [Wen Ling: [Fat Shark Crying.jpg]]

[Ke Yici: What's the matter, Xiaobao? 】

[Ke Yici: This emoji is pretty good, I accept it. 】

[Wen Ling: It's so annoying. 】

[Wen Ling: Why is Chu Zhesong so annoying. 】

Through the screen, Ke Yici could almost foresee Wen Ling's aggrieved expression. If it wasn't for his sense of responsibility and having to stick to his job, he really wanted to rush to Wen Ling's side immediately and give her a hug.

[Ke Yici: What happened? 】

[Wen Ling: He posted our group photo on Weibo to refute the rumors. 】

[Wen Ling: I don't want him to speak for me. 】

Group photo?Ke Yici captured the key information. He opened Weibo and checked the popular entries. The second blog post was sent by Chu Zhesong's account at 10:30 in the morning. There were about [-] to [-] comments below. Tens of thousands, the attention of public opinion is evident.Ke Yici clicked on the photo, and Chu Zhesong did not code the photo. The eyes of the two teenagers in the camera are bright, and the joy between the brows cannot be hidden. According to the clothes and environment, this should be a spring outing for the two together. , Climb to the top of the mountain to take pictures.

Wen Ling in the photo looked very happy, and Ke Yi sent a message [Did this photo be taken when you were a freshman? 】

[Wen Ling: Well, when we first talked. 】

Ke Yici suddenly felt sad. He missed the most critical three years of Wen Ling's growth. During these three years, Wen Ling's soft and ignorant youth was polished step by step by life and had to grow fine scales. protect yourself.

In the summer when Wen Ling was 17, Ke Yici worried that he would be easily abducted by others.

In the summer when Wen Ling was 20 years old, Ke Yici tried his best to squeeze into Wen Ling's heart.

Some things cannot be avoided by simply retreating and forbearance. Ke Yici thought that choosing to leave would make Wen Ling happy, but in fact he was exiling his scarred soul.

But no one is really happy.

"Jingle Bell--"

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Wen Ruixue put the textbooks into her backpack, and Wei Mei, who was sitting beside her, said, "Let's hurry up, there are braised duck legs in the cafeteria today, and we won't be able to grab them tonight."

"Here we come." Wen Ruixue followed Wei Mei's footsteps, "I'll take the seat, you go grab the duck legs."

"No problem, just look at mine." Wei Mei said.

Halfway there, Wen Ruixue's phone buzzed, and she pressed the answer button: "Hello, hello."

"Rui Xue, I'm Xing Yang." The man's voice on the phone was calm and calm, "Is it convenient for you to talk now?"

"It's convenient, you say." Wen Ruixue waved to Wei Mei, signaling her to go first, then turned around and walked into the gazebo in the green belt to sit down.

"I got news from here that your biological parents just arrived in Beijing this morning, and they should come to the school to look for you." Xing Yang said, "Leave the school now and go home quickly."

"Yangyang, there is another piece of news." Fan Shanshan's voice sounded, "A large number of reporters gathered at the gate of CAFA, probably because they want to interview Wen Ling."

"I'm going to find my brother." Wen Ruixue said.

"You are the central figure in the incident." Xing Yang said, "You and your brother appearing together will cause a bigger sensation."

"In the eyes of reporters, am I more topical than my brother?" Wen Ruixue asked.

"Sure." Xing Yang said.

"Then I can't throw my brother out as a shield. I'm tired of escaping." Wen Ruixue said, "Even if I don't go online, my classmates will disclose all kinds of information to me. I'm really tired."

"This is my business, and my family should not be affected, especially my brother." Wen Ruixue said, "He has done the right thing from the beginning to the end, and he should not be slandered and speculated."

Xing Yang said: "You want to express your views publicly."

"Yes." Wen Ruixue said, "I don't want to keep silent anymore, I want to get back the right to speak."

"OK." Xing Yang said, "I've been waiting for your words for a long time."

Wen Ruixue was stunned: "Huh?"

"We are in the light and they are in the dark. Passive defense is really not my style." Xing Yang said, "I have already written an emergency plan and asked your parents what they mean. They suggested that I follow your advice. idea."

"Call your brother's host friend and ask him to bring CCTV reporters along." Xing Yang said, "Since we have decided to speak out, we will make a grand debut."

"Otherwise, how can I be worthy of them traveling all the way to Beijing." Xing Yang was full of confidence, "You go to Yangmei to find your brother, and pay attention to the smoothness of your mobile phone. I will give you information support at any time."