The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

[Youth is like the wind, fearless, the wind on the coast of Puro Island is always warm. ]

--Inscription

When Yang Qian called, Wen Yan had just cleaned up the room.

In a small two-bedroom apartment, apart from the basic furniture, there is nothing superfluous.

"Brother Yan, I'm coming to your neighborhood soon. Are you done with your work now? I booked a 'Yuan Kee Restaurant' nearby. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Hey... You said earlier that you were going to transfer to Tongcheng No. [-] Middle School, so I drove to pick you up. If Zhang Yi hadn't heard about it, I wouldn't have known about it..."

Yang Qian was dismissed by the school in Ningcheng last year for "fighting and causing trouble". Later, he transferred to Tongcheng Vocational High School with some connections from his family.

Although the two have seen less often, they will always keep in touch.

No one spoke on the other end of the phone, Yang Qian stopped and paused: "Brother Yan, are you listening?"

Holding the phone, Wen Yan leaned against the balcony and said "um" slowly.

The room is located in the far side building, on the second floor.The geographical environment is not bad, facing south from the north, from here you can see some roses and peonies newly planted in front of the community, neatly arranged.

It will be the scorching sun at noon, and the flowers are hanging listlessly, as if wilted.

Downstairs is a family of four, a pair of parents and two children.The older one went to junior high school, and the younger one was only two or three years old.

It seems that they have entered the stage of necessitating daily necessities before the new year. The couple will definitely quarrel over some trivial matters when the time comes, and the cry of the child resounds throughout the building.

Just an hour ago, another fierce quarrel broke out between them. The upstairs neighbor complained to the neighborhood committee, and it was considered to have subsided for the time being.

"Well, why did you suddenly transfer schools when you studied well there..."

Yang Qian was a bit cautious when he asked this question. He was about to say "Did Chi Ji agree?" when the words came out of his mouth, he said, "Didn't uncle say anything?"

There is a piano in the corner of the living room. The body of the piano is made of sandalwood solid wood, and the style is a bit old-fashioned compared to today.

The lower right corner of the piano stand is suddenly missing a piece, which seems a bit out of place.

Wen Yan stared at the piano, gradually lost in thought.

It wasn't until another "Brother Yan" came from the phone that he looked away and said calmly, "I didn't hear what you just said."

"Forget it, nothing."

Yang Qian sighed. Although he and Wen Yan have a good relationship, it's not easy to inquire about other people's family affairs directly.

Besides, this matter is just like talking about mochi balls, it's hard to figure it out.

"Have you arrived yet?" Wen Yan went into the bedroom and changed into a short-sleeved shirt, a very ordinary white T, but he wore it with a unique cool aura, neither monotonous nor overly ostentatious.

"Brother Yan, which building do you live in?"

Yang Qian stood at the gate of the community, fanning the wind with his collar vigorously. The high temperature of nearly [-] degrees outside baked his chest against his back.

"I told you that I came in to find someone, but they just didn't believe me. Otherwise, I'll just wait here and wait for you to come out, and I won't go in..."

The heat wave outside baked the asphalt ground, and even the air inhaled into the lungs was scorching hot, no less than taking a sauna in a sauna room.

In the distance, the security guard savagely blocked the gate, like a giant Buddha welded to death, standing still. The two people at the gate of the community faced each other under the scorching sun, and neither would let the other go.

Wen Yan looked away, said "OK", and hung up the phone.

Before going out, Xiaoqi happily wagged her tail at Wen Yanbaba, her bright eyes clearly showed her desire - she also wanted to go out.

Xiaoqi is an Alaskan dog picked up by the side of the road. It is only one and a half years old this year.No one in Chi's family likes dogs, so Wen Yan brought it along.

According to the past situation, Wen Yan usually took it for a walk when he went out, but not this time.Xiaoqi is playful and likes to run around. She just moved here and is not familiar with the environment, so she is afraid that she will get lost.

"Come back and bring you soup dumplings."

It seems to feel that the owner should not take itself out, and it didn't make a fuss, and went to play ball alone.

Yang Qian chatted with the guard for a while, and when he turned his head, he saw a person walking from a distance from the community.

He has good eyesight, so he recognized Wen Yan at a glance: "Brother Yan, here!"

The temperature outside was a bit high today, so the two took a taxi to "Yuan Kee Restaurant".

After getting in the car, Rao was gentle, no matter how calm and calm his temper was, he still asked with an indescribable expression: "You...what's going on?"

Yang Qian was wearing Shamate today, with injuries on his face.

The two have known each other since they were young. Although Yang Qian is outspoken and carefree, except for his bad temper, he can be regarded as Zhou Zheng anyway.

"Fuck! Talking about it makes me mad."

Yang Qian gritted his teeth, touched the bruise on his face and "hissed": "I was raped, don't let me know who it is? Otherwise, I won't kill him?"

After the words fell, Wen Yan raised his eyebrows.

"I just don't know who it is...Damn!" Yang Qian moved too much and pulled the wound again, "I just picked my face."

"...This grandson is a dog, and the road is like a maze. I can't even chase him, but he runs pretty fast."

Yang Qian talked about it first, then raised his head and took a sip of ice water, only then did he feel more comfortable.

In the "Yuanji Restaurant" on the second floor, the two chose a seat by the window, and downstairs was the bustling road with people coming and going.

Wen Yan didn't express any opinion after listening to it. After picking up a chopstick of food, he said slowly: "So... what does this have to do with your clothes?"

Yang Qian choked, and scratched his hair irritably: "Oh, that doesn't matter... Don't you say that my grades are not good enough? Why can't I compare with the gang of grandchildren in No. [-] Middle School in other aspects..."

He wanted to say "those grandsons", but then he thought that Wen Yan would soon be one of "those grandsons", so he immediately changed his words: "...what's so good about those nerds, they are all so proud Yes, they don’t look people in the eye.”

He recently fell in love with a girl in No. [-] Middle School, the kind he really fell in love with, and for this reason, he deliberately imitated the dressing style of the foreign singer she likes.

It's a pity that the celebrity's style is cool in Europe and America, and he looks like a handsome boy working in the 90s, and the girls don't pay much attention to him.

"People don't like you?" Wen Yan took a sip of tea.

"Well, it's a bad thing anyway... It's a long story, but I've seen it through."

Yang Qian didn't want to say more, so Wen Yan didn't ask any more.

The two chatted for a while, and after paying the bill and leaving "Yuanji Restaurant", Yang Qian was called away by a phone call.

—

In the evening, the night wind gradually cools down, and the heat of the day dissipates a lot.

People in the community came out for activities one after another, walking and chatting.

When Wen Yan came out of the shower, the fire outside was turning purple, and he planned to take Xiaoqi out for a walk later.

Two days after I moved in, I was dealing with transfer procedures. I was so busy that I didn't even have time to take it for a walk. It was so boring that it jumped up and down in the living room all day long, and even chewed several toys.

The phone rang, and the home page pushed a reminder that the live broadcast of the game had ended: The "painter" anchor you followed ended the live broadcast half an hour ago.

"Whale Tooth" is a niche game live broadcast software that has become very popular recently. There are almost no restrictions on various games. It has been loved by young people within two years of its release, and there are many god-level characters hidden in it.

"Painter" is one of the top ten most popular anchors. He never shows his face during the live broadcast, and rarely interacts with the audience. He is known as the most mysterious number one person on the entire network.

Wen Yan doesn't usually play games very much, so downloading this software was completely accidental - he was a tutor during the last vacation, and the child was naughty, so he used his mobile phone to randomly download a few games, including this live broadcast software.

He accidentally clicked in and took a look, and found that the game was not bad, so he didn't uninstall it afterwards, and used it to pass the time when he was bored.

However, in the past two months, "Painter" has not broadcast much, and it has only been online for half an hour today, and it is still a stand-alone battle game.

Wen Yan clicked on it and looked at it for a few minutes, then backed out when he found it meaningless.

After tidying up briefly, he tied Xiao Qi and went out.

Behind the community is a commercial snack street, which is at the peak of the flow of people, hawkers shouting, and the afterglow of the sun, as if the mediocrity and busyness of the world have become warm.

"Hey, I'll eat your pig, let me go!"

"A horse crosses a river, treads on an elephant's foot, General."

"Hey... I told you not to make a move at the beginning..."

"It's all right...you can do what you want, and you won't have a backache when you stand and talk..."

Under the locust tree not far from the flower bed, a group of old men in vests playing chess are surrounded at the moment. Judging by the collective expressions of beating their chests and stamping their feet, it seems that they have lost chess again.

Sitting across from them was a young man, wearing a loose white short-sleeved sleeve, with his back to the crowd, and his figure should be young—he was fighting alone, but he seemed to be an old god, loose and casual.

After winning the game, the young man grabbed the money and stuffed it into his pocket, waving the old cattail fan leisurely and shouting: "Come on, is there anyone who wants to continue?"

Someone in the crowd waved their hands immediately: "No, no, no, let's get here first."

"Boy Han, come back tomorrow..."

"Hey, Uncle Bai, remember to bring money here tomorrow..."

Wen Yan took Xiaoqi for a walk around the neighborhood, thinking that there should be no more dog food in the refrigerator, so he went to the Life Supermarket to buy two more boxes.

When he was about to go back with the bag, he happened to see the scene of "returning with feathers".

Obviously that young man's temperament was incompatible with the surroundings, but they blended together in a very different way, without violating harmony.

It was an interesting scene, Wen Yan couldn't help watching it more.

It's a pity that the man left after winning the money, leaving a group of retired men still discussing fiercely there.

Xiao Qi had been fiddling with the bag excitedly, Wen Yan went back to the community.

—

At 10:30 in the evening, when Jiang Han and a group of friends came out of the Internet cafe, it was already dark.

In Fushu in June, a full moon hangs high, and the barbecue night stalls are still very lively.

Seeing that his "Queen Mother" hadn't called yet, Jiang Han hummed a ditty and turned to the "soup bun shop" on the corner of the street.

"Uncle, the door is not closed yet."

"Yo, when is Xiao Han on vacation?"

"It's been almost a week." Jiang Han couldn't help sniffling after walking in, and praised, "Uncle's craftsmanship is still as good as ever, what is so delicious?"

"Welcome me as soon as possible." The owner of the soup dumpling shop is a middle-aged uncle, looking very amiable, he pointed to the steamer, "Here, there is still one basket left."

"You still know me, I don't say you know what I'm thinking."

"It's close to less," the boss scolded with a smile, "I'm not thinking about soup dumplings."

"Ever since I ate your family, how can I think of others." Jiang Han took a bite with his bare hands, squinted his eyes in comfort, and opened his mouth to say something nice, "Isn't this craftsmanship considered royal in ancient times? But I couldn’t pick another one.”

Even though he knew it was flattering, the boss was still amused and laughed: "Your mouth looks like a girl touched honey, no wonder girls like it."

Jiang Han acted obediently when he got a bargain: "Uncle, remember to save some for me tomorrow morning."

"Okay, remember..."

It's very close to the community this time, just take a short alley to West Street.Having won money today, and Jiang Yong is going on a business trip to Beijing for a few weeks, Jiang Han feels happy physically and mentally while walking on the road, humming from time to time.

But it's not good for people to get carried away too much, and it's easy to forget things.

Just like at this moment——Jiang Han was staring at a big dog that came out of nowhere, and the atmosphere was very strange.

The big dog squatted in the middle of the alley, its huge body occupied the narrow road, and was wagging its tail at Jiang Han excitedly, as if he had encountered something very happy.

Jiang Han was stunned for a second, feeling bad all over: "—No, come again!"

In the past two days, the dog has pressed a locator on him, and "catch" him every time he passes by here at night.

Jiang Han thinks he has lived for 18 years. Although he is not a good student, he has never done anything "harmful".

God doesn't want to torture him like this!

It seemed as if a century had passed, Jiang Han took a deep breath, and said, "No... Brother, let's talk about it, I really didn't—"

"Wang-"

"Brother, you are a hooligan..."

"Wang-"

Jiang Han secretly cursed "fuck" in his heart, and took a step to the right indiscriminately, intending to go around first before talking.

Unexpectedly, the dog seemed to know his prediction, got up and ran to him in the next second, staring at the bag in his hand eagerly, his eyes shining.

Jiang Han: "..."

"It's not brother, you are obstructing personal freedom." Jiang Han felt goosebumps all over his body instantly, resisting the urge to run, "...how about everyone taking a step back, well water does not violate river water."

The big dog didn't move a muscle.

Jiang Han: "I won't offend everyone and everyone won't offend me. To be a dog, you must be civilized."

The big dog remained motionless.

Jiang Han: "..."

Jiang Han waited for a while, thinking that it probably didn't mean to hurt himself, so he had to reluctantly "cede" the soup dumpling in his hand.

Fuck, I will be a dog if I go this way again!

Jiang Han went home depressed all the way. During the period, the guard uncle chatted with him, and only responded with a few words in embarrassment.

It's a pity that what Jiang Han didn't see was that within a few minutes after he left, a vigorous black figure came in from outside the dilapidated fence, and skillfully jumped onto the side building with the help of fitness equipment piled up randomly on the lawn. In the balcony on the second floor.

It looks like a "recidivist".

-

At the end of August, after the hot weather, a heavy rain came without warning, and it rained vigorously for several days in a row.

After being washed by the torrential rain, the city was clean, and the weather suddenly cooled down.Swimming fish came up from the shallow bottom of the river, and the river surface was filled with the lingering sound of frogs, intertwined with the singing of cicadas.

In the evening, when Wen Yan went out to call Yang Qian, it was very noisy there.After moving to Tongcheng for two months, Yang Qian invited him out to the Internet cafe today. He found the phone location Yang Qian sent him, but he couldn't find anyone.

"Brother Yan, come here later... I'll fuck on my side..."

The voice over there was noisy, and Wen Yan couldn't hear clearly: "Where are you now, I'm already here."

"Ah, you're here. You dare to slap me in the face...then find a place to stay for a while, and I'll come to you as soon as I finish here..."

There seemed to be a fight over there, and Wen Yan couldn't help but frowned when he heard the commotion of the battle.

He was about to go back the same way, when the voice in the microphone suddenly became louder.Before he had time to react, a group of black shadows suddenly rushed out beside him, rolling straight to the ground.

Under the street lights, in the dark and cramped old alley, the two groups in front were fighting like a raging fire, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Just as Wen Yan was about to turn around and leave, another person flew towards him the next second.

There was a "bang", and a layer of white ash was splashed on the wall that had been in disrepair for a long time, dyeing the man into a "white face"

"Bai Mian" got up quickly, and asked Wen Yan with a face that was better than singing, "Brother, where is it?"

Wen Yan: "..."

He wanted to say that I was passing by, but before he could say anything, Yang Qian yelled in front of him: "Brother Yan!"

Wen Yan: "..."

Hearing that it was from the opposite side, the shirtless man shook the ashes on his body, picked up the stick and greeted Wen Yan.

Wen Yan: "..."

As a last resort, Wen Yan was forced to join this inexplicable battle.

Perhaps it seems that people are thinner and thinner, so the persimmons naturally have to be picked softly, and several people surrounded Wen Yan to make a move.Although Wen Yan's foundation is not bad, he was also entangled for a while.

The battle over there was in full swing, but on this side, Jiang Han did not participate in the rest of the time except for paddling a few times at the beginning.

The younger brother Wu Fei looked at the fierce battle scene, shook his head and said softly, "Brother, isn't it good for us to do this?"

The street lights here are very dim at night, and the two of them can't see it at all even if they hide in the corner.

Yang Qian and Luo Yi of No. [-] Middle School have always had a long-standing grudge, and they belong to the kind of enemies who are extremely jealous when they meet. This time it seems that they fought over a girl.Luo Yi asked Jiang Han for help today. Luo Yi has a set of LOEV out-of-print game equipment in his hand, and Jiang Han only needs this set to collect it.

Jiang Han took out a candy out of nowhere, and asked leisurely, "Do you want it?"

Wu Fei: "..."

At this moment, his brother is still in the mood to eat candy.

"If Luo Yi repents and refuses to give you that set of equipment, then we haven't pretended to be grandchildren all these days?"

Academic bullies are divided into three, six, and nine grades, and school bullies are naturally divided into "good" and bad.

Luo Yi has some connections with his family, so he is defiant at school, and even more lawless outside of school.When I was still in junior high school, there were rumors that the belly of the little girl was blown up. Although I don't know if it is true or not, but I am known for being frivolous.

"If he cheats and refuses, what shall we do?"

Jiang Han tugged at the neckline of the black short sleeve, and casually stuffed back the exposed red string of the pendant, and said, "Do you think I might trade at a loss?"

Wu Fei was stunned, his mind turned a few times quickly, and then he gave Jiang Han a thumbs up: "Gao Gao! You are stronger than you. So you didn't intend to help him at all."

It has been said that rivers tear down bridges, but Jiang Han didn't even plan to build bridges, and the other party had to be grateful for taking things instead.

"This trick is to capture the thief first and capture the king first, and learn from it later."

"Yes Yes……"

Jiang Han casually glanced at the battle situation, saw something, and suddenly squinted his eyes.

"Brother, since the assembly Luo Yi has been given to you, what are we still doing here?" Wu Fei also followed his gaze to look over there, and found nothing unusual except for three or four people fighting around one person. .

The man looked weak and weak, he didn't look like he could fight.But I don't know if it was luck or something, but he avoided all attacks perfectly.

It was too dark to see what the man looked like.

Wu Feixin said that there was nothing to see, and in a blink of an eye, he saw his brother had already walked past him.

"Hey, brother, why are you going?" Wu Fei quickly chased after him.They didn't dare to attack Jiang Han, but it didn't mean they wouldn't attack him, a "vegetable chicken". He didn't want to be hurt innocently.

Here, Wen Yan dodged a brick board, and turned his wrist back with his backhand.The man screamed, and fell down automatically after losing his momentum.

But before he had time to get up, he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him.The speed was fast and fierce, and the technique was tricky and sharp. He turned around quickly.

Without changing his sternness, the fist landed on his abdomen, Wen Yan felt a surge in his abdominal cavity, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

Wen Yan supported himself on the ground, the pain quickly swept through his whole body, and he lost his strength and half-kneeled on the ground.

Looking at the figure curled up on the ground, Jiang Han froze for a moment.

He just wanted to try that person's skills, and he only used [-]% of his strength in that blow, and the prediction should have fallen on the bones, but he didn't expect him to react so quickly and be able to dodge his own moves.

And... the soft touch just now was obviously the abdomen.

The abdomen is not protected by ribs like the chest cavity. If it falls on a solid organ, there may be a risk of internal bleeding.

Although he had fought quite a few fights since he was a child, Da Jianghan had a sense of proportion every time he struck, and tonight was the first time he missed.

Jiang Han hurried over to check on that person's injuries before he realized his friend or foe.

"Hey, classmate, are you okay, do you need to-"

Before he could say the word "hospital", Jiang Han froze again when he saw the man's face.

A small fair face in the depths of memory overlapped with the person in front of him, and the phrase "beautiful sister" blurted out.

When Wen Yan heard these four words, Wen Yan's expression turned cold for an instant, enduring the pain and punching back without hesitation.

In this life, he probably hates people using the word "beautiful" to describe him the most.

It was the first time that Jiang Han's brain reflex arc was so slow, and he was punched abruptly.

In the chaos, someone yelled, "The police are here," and immediately after that, there was a burst of chaos and people fled around.

"Damn it! Who the hell called the police!"

"I can't afford to lose, can I..."

"You little brats, don't fucking run away!"

"Jiang Han! You have another share! The last time Lao Jiang called me..."

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while, and the roads here were intricate, but they were used to "fighting wits and courage". The police had already figured out where there were secret passages and which were dead ends.

"Stay the fuck and don't move!"

Seeing that the police were about to search him, at that moment, Jiang Han pushed him into an abandoned earthen house with a stride.

Wen Yan: "..."

—

Half an hour later, the police station.

In the small office, there were a row of people squatting on the left and right, each with a bruised nose and swollen face, holding their heads obediently. The scene was comparable to a large-scale anti-pornography scene.

"It's you bastards again. If you don't learn, you learn to fight. If you win, you can be more prestigious! The core values ​​​​of socialism have been learned in the stomachs of dogs. You are here to study, not to fight. of."

"You are the future flowers of the country and the pillars of the country. Are you trying to bring down the next generation? Can't you have the energy to get into a good school..."

The veteran policeman tried hard to teach them a lot, thinking that they are also frequent visitors here, knowing that after this education, they will continue to commit the crime again next time, so they don't say any more.

"Everyone should be here, sign and call the parents to pick them up."

After the words fell, one of them raised his head and subconsciously scanned the surroundings. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Han held his shoulders by the side.

He trembled a little, and in the next second he heard Jiang Han say in his ear: "Brother, your skills are pretty good. Let's compete together next time."

In fact, what he just wanted to say seemed to have missed someone, but looking at Jiang Han's smiling peach eyes, he felt a numbness in his back for no reason.

The corner of Jiang Han's mouth was obviously smiling, but he clearly felt a bit of coolness in the hot summer.He felt that if he had said just now that there was one less person, he would surely die a miserable end.

Are you kidding, isn't it obvious that you are looking for abuse when you compete with Jiang Han!

It's still the kind that doesn't have any dregs left!

"No, no, no..." The boy was so frightened that he couldn't speak fluently, he quickly waved his hands and said, "Brother Han Han... I, I am not worthy to be with you..."

"Jiang Han, you're scaring people there again."

There was too much movement between the two of them, and the old policeman patted the table vigorously: "Quiet. Alright, call your parents."

Everyone who was fighting with great momentum just now will be like a mourning concubine.They are all the masters who make the family worry, and they will inevitably be criticized when they go back.

Jiang Hanyou was calm and composed. When everyone was on the phone, he slowly moved over and discussed quietly in front of the old policeman: "Uncle, my father is on a business trip again. My mother should be shopping at the moment and has no time to manage it." Me, can I go first, you see, I haven't had dinner yet, and my mother doesn't care about my son..."

So pitiful and sincere.

The old policeman glanced at him faintly, Jiang Han immediately assured him, "Uncle, you know me. I quit after junior high school, this time is really an accident."

The Jiang family boy can be regarded as an acquaintance in this area. They have watched and grown up since they were young, and they will more or less take care of them.

Seeing the bruise on the corner of Jiang Han's mouth, the veteran policeman rarely gloated a little teasingly, "Hey, you were beaten? Okay, you go first, be careful there will be no next time!"

Thinking of what happened just now, Jiang Han couldn't help but poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and said with a smile, "Okay, see you, Uncle."

Then, under everyone's eyes of grief, indignation and envy, Jiang Han swaggered out of the police station.

Everyone: "..."

Wu Fei: "..."

Brother, did you forget something!

—

Jiang Han went back to the broken alley and looked around, but he couldn't find anyone, and then he felt that he was really confused tonight.

It's been so long, people must have left early.

Although the lights were dim and dim at that time, he would never admit that it was Wen Yan.

The position of the light mole at the corner of the man's eye was exactly the same as when he was a child.

In fact, it's not really a mole, it's just an imprint left by the fade of the scar.

When Wen Yan first moved to the compound, because he was quiet and thin, he would always be bullied by other children of the same age.

That day, it seemed that it was because of a turf war or something, Jiang Han didn't quite remember, but a fat man pushed him, and Wen Yan fell directly on the pebbles in the shallows.

The gravel was sharp and scratched his face, and half of his face was covered with blood.

The children, who had never seen this battle before, panicked for a moment, and did not dare to tell the adults, so they all ran away.

When Jiang Han found Wen Yan after class, the blood on his face had solidified, and he sat by the river in a daze, not crying, but smiled timidly when he saw him coming, and obediently called him "Brother Jiang Han ".

Jiang Han was still young at the time, and was taken aback by this scene, before he had time to ask why, he hurriedly took someone to a nearby hospital.

Fortunately, it just happened to cut a small blood vessel. It looks scary, but the wound is actually not big or serious.

After going back, Jiang Han beat up those fat guys hard.From then on, everyone knew that the newly moved child in the compound was under the protection of the little bully Jiang Han, and they no longer dared to bully others in secret.

The child's wound healing ability is strong, and the cut healed in a short time, but there was still a small scar left, which can't be seen unless you look carefully.

When he was a child, Wen Yan was very obedient and sweet, and he liked to follow his ass and call him "Brother Jiang Han", and let him do whatever he was asked to do.

It's just a pity that they moved away not long after.After that, Jiang Han never met Wen Yan again.

The short-lived playmates of childhood, it is true that I can't say how deep my memory is.

Judging from tonight's reaction, Wen Yan also seems to...don't remember him, or...don't recognize him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Han couldn't help but smiled again.

It's still the same as when I was a child, when I hear the word "beautiful sister", I get angry.

When Jiang Han saw Wen Yan for the first time, he mistook Wen Yan for a girl, and the first thing he said was "beautiful sister".

But Wen Yan back then didn't want to be like this now... Jiang Han smacked a little, and used the word "impulsive".

The current Wen Yan has indeed changed a lot from his childhood, at least Jiang Han couldn't imagine that the person who called him "brother" in a childish voice would fight one day.