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"Why did you hit me!" Chen Shengyong sat down on the ground, covered his face and howled aggrievedly, "My sister died, and it was all your fault!"

"I did it?" Zhang Qiang, who has always been taciturn, said, "You think I don't know that you persuaded Xiaohui to sell Wangnan? You bought an electric car with the 500 yuan from the sale. It was my daughter's hard work." money!"

"It's been 20 years, and you just remembered to settle accounts with me?" Chen Shengyong asked loudly, "You think you're innocent? Let me tell you, Zhang Qiang, you're fucking destined to go to hell!"

"Okay, okay." Brother Hai stood in the middle to persuade the fight, "Xiaohui has already left, no matter how loud you are arguing, there is no way to bring her back to life, why don't we think about how to explain it to the police."

After a brief emotional outburst, Zhang Qiang returned to his silent style. He squatted in the corner of the roof terrace and covered his eyes with his hands.

"Yongzi." Hai Ge stopped Chen Shengyong, "You follow my instructions."

"Oh good." Chen Shengyong, who has no master, quickly regarded Brother Hai as the backbone, and he no longer had the arrogance of the past.

"Are you unhappy at school?" The middle-aged man on the phone looked at his emaciated son with concern, "Your mother said you haven't called her for a few days."

"I'm busy at the end." Chu Zhesong's eyes were dark and black, and he couldn't hide his haggard look, "I found that I did a lot of things wrong."

"If you make a mistake, correct it." The middle-aged man thought that Chu Zhesong was referring to academics, "Did you fail?"

"No." Chu Zhesong said that his parents still don't know that he is gay. In view of the traditional concept and serious family tradition, he dare not tell his parents, "The classmate who had a good time with me before broke up with me. gone."

The man was stunned for a moment, and said, "I just said that you have a bad personality, your speech is ugly, and you are not smart. People will definitely not want to play with you."

After hearing his father's evaluation, Chu Zhesong became more and more irritable: "I won't tell you anymore, the more I talk about it, the more annoying I get."

"Why are you like this child, dad can't tell you a few words." The man said, "I finally found time to talk to you a few words, you child has no family affection at all."

"Are you talking? What else can you say besides suppressing me." Chu Zhesong complained, "Do you know why people don't play with me? It's because I speak exactly like you." He hung up angrily Phone, throwing the phone under the quilt, sitting at the desk holding the computer in a daze.

The roommate opened the door and came in. Seeing Chu Zhesong's messy hairstyle that looked like a bird's nest, he used to say, "You didn't go out today, did you?"

"Well, I don't want to move." Chu Zhesong said.

"Winter is coming soon brother." The roommate put the lunch box on the table, "Hurry up and get out of the broken relationship and enter the next spring."

"What the hell." Chu Zhesong stood up while supporting the table, the hypoglycemia caused by not eating for a long time made his vision dark, "Do you know who that is, where did you go?"

"I heard from the Academy of Chinese Painting that he went out to collect folk songs." The roommate said, "I didn't ask where he went."

"I'm going to the cafeteria." Chu Zhesong put the computer into his backpack, and suddenly asked, "Is my talking annoying?"

"You just realized it." The roommate said, "But I don't care, anyway, after graduation, I will go my separate ways and never see you again."

"Your speech is really unpleasant." Chu Zhesong said.

"You're welcome." The roommate said, "I have found the reason why we are both single. You are better than me. You have at least talked about it." He took a sip of the hot and sour powder, "If I have the chance, I would also like to experience the feeling of being dumped .”

"Get out of your mother." Chu Zhesong slammed the door vigorously with his schoolbag in his hand, to isolate his roommate's yin and yang, and slumped his shoulders dejectedly. He wanted to get rid of his bad habits, but he didn't know where to start.

"It's raining today." Ke Yici stood in front of the window, "The weather forecast says the highest temperature is thirteen degrees, so keep warm."

Wen Ling put on a bright yellow hooded sweater to add a touch of color to the gloomy weather.He lowered his head to straighten the crumpled white T-shirt, then raised his hand to grab a napkin and dipped it in water, bent over to polish his shoes.

Ke Yici said, "Add a coat, it's cold outside." He picked up the white denim jacket in Wen Ling's suitcase and put it on the child's shoulders, "This one doesn't look warm."

Wen Ling thought it was just right, he carefully fastened the metal buttons, closed the box and dragged it to the door, waiting for Ke Yici to set off to pick him up at the airport.

Wen Ruixue leaned against the door frame with her arms folded, and said, "Brother Ci, hurry up, I won't be able to catch the No. [-] bus."

"Here we come." Ke Yici dragged the suitcase out of the room, closed the door with the key card, and went downstairs to the front desk of the hotel to check out. "I need an invoice and bill of exchange. This is the address."

Wen Ruixue yawned and leaned on Wen Ling's shoulder: "I'm sleepy, I read until two o'clock last night."

[You must ask for leave before the midterm exam. 】Wen Ling gestures.

"I'm worried about you coming here alone." Wen Ruixue said, she whispered, "I won't let Brother Ci take advantage of you easily."

【Maybe I took advantage of him. 】Wen Ling gestures.

"That doesn't count." Wen Ruixue is well-known in China with double standards.

Ke Yici stuffed the invoices and bills into his wallet, and when he turned around, he saw the brothers and sisters of the Wen family huddling together like two birds. Wen Ruixue insisted on hugging Wen Ling's shoulders, and Wen Ling let her mess around, straight Waist looked at Ke Yici.

"Let's go, let's go." Ke Yici said.

Wen Ling probably couldn't stand her younger sister's fuss, so she stood up abruptly and walked to Ke Yici to hide away.

"Stingy." Wen Ruixue followed behind the two of them, dragging the box.

"My boss likes children." Ke Yici said to Wen Ling, "When the time comes, leave your sister to my boss to take care of."

"En." Wen Ling nodded in agreement seriously.

"Hmph." Wen Ruixue brushed her presence unconvinced.

Arriving at the exit of the airport's domestic arrivals floor, Ren Xian and Ni Fangli walked side by side, seeing Ke Yici waiting not far away, Ren Xian waved: "Yici, this way."

"Boss." Ke Yici greeted him with a smile, deliberately ignoring Ni Fangli, "Is the trip going well?"

"Very good, Brother Liu and the others are packing up the equipment in the back. How long have you been waiting?" Ren Xian asked.

"Ten minutes." Ke Yici said, "I booked an Anhui restaurant, let's eat first."

"Okay." Ren Xian looked behind Ke Yici, "Yo, sister Xiao Wen is here too?"

"Hi, I'm Wen Ruixue." Wen Ruixue said, "This is my brother Wen Ling."

"I've met your brother, he's our station's special artist." Ren Xian praised, "The drawing speed is fast and the quality is high. Our station director knows him."

Wen Ling rolled her eyes in embarrassment, and gestured to [Director Ren, hello. 】

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you. This is Ni Fangli, the reporter for this topic." Ren Xian said, "I'm mainly in charge of interviewing the Wen brothers and sisters. If you have any questions, just contact her."

Ni Fangli looked at Wen Ling, and said in a tone: "I've met this brother before."

Ren Xian patted her: "Don't make trouble."

Wen Ruixue looked at Ni Fangli curiously, then leaned into Wen Ling's ear and said, "Sister reporter is so beautiful."

Wen Ling nodded in agreement.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time." Liu Wen and a woman came over pushing the equipment, "These things are more precious, so handle them with care and waste time."

"Hello, I'm Rang Li." The woman said, "The new cameraman."

"Will Kong Rong give up pears?" Wen Ruixue asked.

"Lichee's lychees." Rang Li said, "You can ask me to make pears."

"Everyone is here, let's go." Ren Xian greeted.

The gloomy sky reflected Chu Zhesong's gloomy face. He was sitting in the corner of the library by the window, with a picture book spread out on the table, and he didn't turn the pages for a long time.

He should do something to make up for past mistakes.

But no matter what he did, it didn't help.

He was like a headless fly, bumping around the room, unable to find the exit of the room, but Wen Ling turned around resolutely, and stepped into the bright road without him.

Maybe he should also go out to collect folk songs, because it is really suffocating to be bored in the campus.

Holding a cup of hot water, Zhang Qiang was sitting by the hospital bed, looking at his sickly young son, his mother's shrill scolding still echoed in his mind: "You trash! How could that little girl not help her brother? Back then I should have strangled her!"

"Look at who you married. You can't live up to your expectations. You can't count on any daughters!"

Zhang Qiang took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He reached out and stroked his son's forehead hair, and said, "Would you like some water?"

"I want my mother." Zhang Longlong said, "Where is my mother?"

"Mom went out to do some errands, and she will come back when Longlong falls asleep." Zhang Qiang said.

"I heard from my uncle that you went to find my sister." Zhang Longlong said, "Where is my sister? I want to play with my sister."

"My sister has to go to school." Zhang Qiang said with tears in his eyes, "When Longlong recovers and can go to school, my mother and I will take you to see my sister."

"Okay." Zhang Longlong slowly closed his eyes, "I'm in so much pain, my whole body hurts."

"Go to sleep, it won't hurt when you fall asleep." Zhang Qiang coaxed softly.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door of the ward, and Zhang Qiang got up to open the door.

The young boy stood at the door with his schoolbag on his back and said, "Hi, are you Mr. Zhang Qiang?"

"Yes." Zhang Qiang said.

"My name is Chu Zhesong, can I talk to you?" the boy asked.