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The Zhao family was in a mess, and they had no idea how they got home.
When Mother Zhao returned to the villa, her fingertips were shaking. She tried her best to calm herself down, but when she took off her high heels, she was in a trance, and she almost fell over. Zhao Zhanhuai, who was standing on the side, stopped talking and helped her up.
Mother Zhao didn't say anything, and hurriedly returned to the room with her clothes closed.
After a while, sobbing came from the room.
Mother Zhao's cry came, and the entire villa was very low pressure.
The nanny and the cook couldn't figure out what was going on, so they didn't dare to stay in the villa, and they all went to the yard one after another.
Father Zhao's face was ugly, and he glanced at the direction of Mother Zhao's room, and felt a little bit of blame for Mother Zhao, but he was tired, so he didn't say much, only said: "There are still many guests at the birthday party. Send it off, I have to go over there."
This year's birthday party is a complete mess.
Moreover, I'm afraid it will be a birthday party that Mother Zhao will never forget.
Mother Zhao had just put on her evening dress, and before she had time to meet the guests for a while, and even before many guests arrived, she received a call from Zhao Zhanhuai—and this is the current situation. How can their family still have the intention to go back to the birthday party and continue to receive guests
Zhao Zhanhuai nodded and said, "I'll go to the hospital later, Zhao Mo's injury is fine, there is no fracture, you can rest assured."
"What kind of heart do I put? Neither of you will give you peace of mind!" Father Zhao adjusted his tie, his face ashen, and said as he walked out: "Wait for me to talk about Mingxi when I get back, but I want to Good question to you! I'm only on a business trip for a month, how did things become like this?!"
As soon as Father Zhao left, Zhao Yuning looked cold and tired, and turned around to go out.
Zhao Zhanhuai quickly grabbed his arm and was upset: "What are you running for?! Where are you going, Zhao Yuning?!"
"Brother, have you forgotten that I'm still running away from home?" Zhao Yuning sneered: "Today's birthday party is to give you a face, otherwise I don't want to go at all! I'm so mad, Mom doesn't ask me to hit me indiscriminately. You haven't apologized to me yet for the slap thing!"
After speaking, Zhao Yuning didn't care about Zhao Zhanhuai's expression, he threw the tuxedo and small suit on the cabinet at the entrance, turned around and left.
As soon as Father Zhao and Zhao Yuning left, the entire Zhao family villa was like an empty tomb.
Only the sobbing of Mother Zhao could be heard faintly.
It was almost unbearable.
Zhao Zhanhuai sat down on the sofa and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.
He took a breath and realized that no one but him could clean up the mess.
After a while, he went upstairs and knocked on the door of Mother Zhao's room a few times.
"Mom, are you okay?"
"...How did things become like this? Is there still room for manoeuvre?" Zhao's mother recalled the door of the police station. Zhao Mingxi said that they had deleted all their photos, and asked them to delete her photos as well, not to use it as an excuse. The indifferent tone of illegal activities, the more I think about it, the more needles pierce my head, the chest tightness and shortness of breath, and the heart palpitates.
She cried out of breath: "How am I indebted to her?! After I got her back, I swiped the card! I bought clothes! I wanted to eat what I wanted! I even arranged the room for her by myself... Why? How did she make her hate me so much?!"
Zhao Zhanhuai was disturbed by Mother Zhao's cries as if there was a mixer in his head.
He closed his eyes and endured it, persuading, "Perhaps, we should reflect on our own attitude."
Mother Zhao just cried. After calming down a bit, he asked a few words about Zhao Mo's situation, and then he felt relieved. Then I don't know what I remembered, and my emotions began to collapse again.
Zhao Zhan's head was so big, he planned to let her calm down by herself, turned around and walked downstairs.
There was a sound of the car stopping outside, and Zhao Yuan also came back. As soon as she entered the door and heard Mother Zhao's faint sobbing, she knew what had happened.
"I'm here to comfort Mom." Zhao Yuan picked up the corner of her skirt and walked upstairs.
Zhao Zhanhuai subconsciously glanced at the long dress on her body.
Inexplicably, his throat felt a little blocked.
Mingxi had already been pushed out of the house and never returned in the cold night wind.
Zhao Yuan was still wearing Mingxi's dress.
In fact, this skirt didn't fit Zhao Yuan very well - she was much shorter than Mingxi, and the neat fishtail skirt that was supposed to be knee-length was extremely dragged and loose by her.
However, it was obviously very ill-fitting, but she still wore it for granted, just like many things before.
As big as a chemistry competition place, as small as a rabbit doll.
She has some of Mingxi, but she can't touch some of Mingxi.
- It should be Zhao Mingxi's.
Zhao Zhanhuai looked back distractedly.
Zhao Yuan hurriedly entered Zhao's mother's room.
Soon the crying stopped coming.
Zhao Zhanhuai's headache was half healed.
The assistant returned from the hospital and asked him, "Are you staying at home tonight?"
"Go to the company." Zhao Zhanhuai said thoughtfully.
He also threw his evening dress on the sofa and left the villa.
I don't know why, but I don't want to stay in this deserted villa tonight.
Zhao Yuan said something like "Mom, you still have me", Zhao Yuan was comforted by Zhao Yuan, her attention was diverted, and she was in a better mood.
It's just that her gaze inevitably fell on Zhao Yuan's evening dress.
Inexplicably, she felt a little dazzling, and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you still wearing it?"
Zhao Yuan leaned on her knee: "Mom's eyes are so good, many people praised the beautiful dress tonight."
"..."
Mother Zhao only felt that for a moment, her own words were slapped on her own face.
- "Where do you owe her?"
Where does she not owe Zhao Mingxi
She was always afraid that Zhao Yuan would feel lost and rejected because she was not the biological daughter of this family, so she tried every means to show her love to Zhao Yuan, and wanted to tell Zhao Yuan that she was still her mother as before.
So when Zhao Mingxi picked up Zhao Yuan's doll inadvertently two years ago, she quickly rushed over, took the doll and returned it to Zhao Yuan, and said to Mingxi, "If you want me to buy it for you, don't rob Yuanyuan. "
So when Zhao Yuan showed her love for this skirt, she gave it to her without hesitation, and thought that Mingxi would not mind.
But when a kid has been snubbed again and again for two years, how can it not mind? It is these minds that pile up to cause today's situation!
It's herself! In order to maintain the relationship with her adopted daughter for fifteen years, she ignored Mingxi's feelings in these events!
It was she who pushed Mingxi farther and farther!
Mother Zhao felt like a needle in her heart, anxious and stinging, she couldn't continue watching Zhao Yuan wear this skirt, it was like slap after slap on her face, reminding her how to treat Mingxi.
She hurriedly buried herself in the quilt and said, "Go out first and leave me alone for a while."
Zhao Yuan looked at her in amazement: "Mom, why suddenly—"
"Go out! Leave me alone for a while!" Zhao's mother choked from the quilt.
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Mingxi sat on the back seat of the motorcycle, holding Fu Yangxi's jacket with both hands.
The traffic flowed like a waterfall, and the cold wind blew through her temples at night. She looked at the flickering neon lights across the river, passed one streetlight after another, and slowly calmed down.
She remembered with hindsight: "By the way, where did your motorcycles come from?!"
Fu Yangxi's coat was puffed up by the wind, and she said deliberately, "I can't hear clearly!"
Mingxi had no choice but to straighten up slightly, grabbed his shoulder, climbed to his ear, and shouted loudly, "I said, where did your motorcycles come from?!"
If it was too close, even if the air that came out was blown away by the cold wind, it still fell on the auricle to some extent. Fu Yangxi was extremely sensitive, and the feeling of numbness and numbness came instantly.
His ears suddenly turned red, his hands trembled, almost crooked.
Fu Yangxi's Adam's apple moved: "Ke Chengwen has a friend who drives a car, just a few hundred meters away, so we went to pick up a few cars."
"Oh." Mingxi looked back, and there were four or five motorcycles behind her. Mingxi turned her head and counted the heads, and found that Fu Yangxi's younger brothers were all there, except for Ke Chengwen, she was shocked—
"Wait, what about Ke Chengwen? We left him at the police station!"
Fu Yangxi: "Why do you care so much about Ke Chengwen?"
"This way!" Ke Chengwen followed in a sports car, lowered the window, and beckoned to them.
Ke Chengwen has already turned eighteen and has a driver's license.
Mingxi glanced at the four-wheeled sports car that Ke Chengwen was driving, and asked Fu Yangxi, "So there are sports cars, why did you come on a motorcycle?"
"Cool!" Fu Yangxi raised her eyebrows and said stinkingly, "Don't you think a few fast-moving motorcycles suddenly stopped beside you, buzzing around you, like a scene in a movie? You girls? Don't children like this? It's a pity that there are no sunglasses."
Mingxi: "…"
As expected of you, Brother Xi or Brother Xi.
Mingxi asked, "Where are we going then?"
Fu Yangxi said, "Get off the bus first."
"It's too cold at night, and our fingers will freeze if we blow it further." He parked the motorcycle on the side of the road, rolled over and got out of the car, hugged Mingxi's waist very naturally, carried her down, and turned red. Her face tucked her scarf.
Mingxi saw that his movements were too familiar and felt that something was wrong, but his mind was slowed by the cold wind, and he didn't notice anything wrong for a while.
Fu Yangxi was stared at by Mingxi, and turned his head awkwardly. He blushed and pursed his lips, but he neighed again immediately.
Mingxi asked, "Does it hurt?"
Fu Yangxi touched the Band-Aid on the corner of his lips: "Damn, this little injury, Xiaoye is not afraid."
Ke Chengwen also stopped the car on the side of the road.
With the rear window down, He Yang stuck his head out and beckoned to Mingxi, "Mingxi!"
Mingxi: "Why did you bring He Yang?"
"It's a great day to break the cocoon and turn into a butterfly. How can you not celebrate with a barbecue or something! Brother Xi will call your friend." Ke Chengwen said, "Zhao Mingxi, get in the car!"
Mingxi felt warm in his heart, and the unhappiness at the gate of the police station seemed to be swept away.
She walked over and opened the car door.
"Wait!" Fu Yangxi interrupted suddenly, strode to the door of the car, opened the door, and pulled out a boy from inside: "Jiang Xiuqiu, take the passenger seat."
"Long time no see, is this how you treat your old friend?"
"Go! Go! Go."
Jiang Xiuqiu? !
Mingxi's eyes suddenly lit up - isn't this the second one on the list of available personnel
The boy named Jiang Xiuqiu had peach blossom eyes and a high sweater collar that covered the lower half of his face. Then he reluctantly sat in the passenger seat.
Mingxi's eyes kept falling on him.
2%!
Haven't tried what a 2% return on luck would be like!
Fu Yangxi was blocking the car door and was about to urge Mingxi to get in the car quickly, when he suddenly followed Mingxi's line of sight and landed on Jiang Xiuqiu.
he:"… "
One second, two seconds, three seconds—Fu Yangxi pinched the watch and counted for ten seconds, only to see Zhao Mingxi still staring at Jiang Xiuqiu!
Does Jiang Xiuqiu look so handsome
She never stared at him that much!
Mingxi came back to his senses and found that Fu Yangxi was staring at him, his face suddenly stinking.
Mingxi asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"Your eyesight is really good at night." Fu Yangxi tried his best not to be sour.
He pushed Mingxi into the car quickly.
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Fu Yangxi threw the key to the younger brother, and the motorcycle was called to go back.
A group of people sat down in the steaming barbecue restaurant.
"It's you?"
"It's you?"
Mingxi and Jiang Xiuqiu asked at the same time. After asking, both of them had expressions of surprise and understanding.
Fu Yangxi stared at Zhao Mingxi, then at Jiang Xiuqiu, and finally at Ke Chengwen who brought Jiang Xiuqiu over, his fists were getting hard.
Ke Chengwen panicked and gestured with his eyes, "He contacted me to come, and I didn't bring him specially." Fu Yangxi stared back with his eyes, "You won't refuse?" ', Ke Chengwen's eyes are even more bitter. 'Isn't this brother Xi, you are too young? How can I refuse? '
After several rounds of staring back and forth, Fu Yangxi's short red hair was blown away like a hedgehog by the night wind, but now there is a layer of frost on her face. He flipped through the menu and was very disturbing: "It's you, little mask, you and Jiang Xiuqiu have known each other for a long time?"
Mingxi explained: "I don't know if I know him. It's that I took the cello exam for him in the Palace of Literature and Art for him more than half a month ago. It's the guy whose nickname is Handsome J."
Asking for 8,000, she said who is such a local tyrant, it turned out to be Fu Yangxi's rich second-generation friend.
Thinking back on it now, Mingxi said that it was no wonder that the little tender seedlings had grown so fast in those few days. There was also an increase in this matter in the dare.
Fu Yangxi's face elongated: "Then you two have already added WeChat?"
Mingxi said: "Yes."
Take the exam on your behalf, how can I contact you without WeChat.
Fu Yangxi picked up the stuffy vinegar on the table and said, "Isn't that very fateful?"
Mingxi said: "Yes."
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Fu Yangxi only felt that the wound on the corner of her mouth hurt!
Jiang Xiuqiu looked at Fu Yangxi with a smile while wiping his chopsticks, and said to Zhao Mingxi, "Then I'm different. My knowledge of you comes from—"
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Yangxi shoved a piece of cantaloupe into his mouth across the table, and Fu Yangxi was furious: "You have an open mouth all day long, and I warn you not to talk nonsense and something that shouldn't be said, eat fruit. !"
Jiang Xiuqiu continued to laugh, as if he had a bargaining chip to threaten Fu Yangxi.
Seeing Jiang Xiuqiu's meaningful smile, Mingxi wondered if Fu Yangxi was speaking ill of herself behind her back—it was the time when he had just changed classes and wanted to be at the same table with him. He hated her the most.
He Yang couldn't understand what they were talking about, so he broke the deadlock: "The barbecue is here!"
Mingxi took the initiative to stand up, took the plate from the waiter, and put it on the table. Seeing that there were too many people in the store and there were not enough waiters, she subconsciously asked for an apron to put on, and said, "You eat, I'm good at baking, I'll bake it for you first."
Fu Yangxi had never roasted meat before, but seeing Zhao Mingxi take the tongs to roast so naturally, he felt uncomfortable.
He stood up, grabbed the clip from Zhao Mingxi's hand, and took off the apron she put on from behind, relying on his height: "Sit on the side."
Mingxi was blocked by the apron in front of his eyes, and when he reacted, he was pushed into the seat by Fu Yangxi.
She was stunned: "Are you coming?"
Several people looked at Fu Yangxi in surprise.
Jiang Xiuqiu held his cheeks, looked at Zhao Mingxi more, smiled, and said "yo" in his heart.
"How's it going? Look down on me?" Fu Yangxi said, "I don't think I can bake, sir? You are provoking me."
"Don't dare." Mingxi held back his smile.
Fu Yangxi and Mingxi switched positions, sitting at the outermost position, cut the meat into several pieces with scissors, and hurriedly threw them in.
After a while, there was a mushy smell, and the oil was crackling.
The barbecue seemed to be extremely inflexible in his hands, and it almost flew out.
The waiters not far away were anxious when they saw it, for fear that the boy with the red spiky head would burn their store down. Putting down a table of people, he hurried over: "I'll help you."
Fu Yangxi let go of the clip embarrassingly.
"Who wants to eat these pieces?" the waiter asked about the pieces of grilled meat that were so mushy and so dark that their parents didn't recognize them.
Fu Yangxi looked at Jiang Xiuqiu, Jiang Xiuqiu looked away.
Fu Yangxi looked at Ke Chengwen, Ke Chengwen coughed and looked out the window: "The moonlight is so beautiful."
Seeing that no one wanted it, Fu Yangxi's face was dull and dark: "Give it to me."
"I want a few pieces too." Mingxi couldn't bear to have no one in attendance, and handed over the plate.
Fu Yangxi snorted and pulled the corner of her mouth, but she was very happy.
But in the next second, he still dumped the charred barbecue on his and Mingxi's plate into the trash can.
Don't eat it if it's burnt.
Starting to eat the barbecue, Mingxi stared at Jiang Xiuqiu opposite, made Jiang Xiuqiu's idea, and said, "Employer, shake hands, you will find me with similar things in the future."
She originally thought that Fu Yangxi's friend would be as difficult as Fu Yangxi, but she didn't expect Jiang Xiuqiu to be very good-natured, so she smiled and stretched out her hand: "No problem."
Mingxi was excited, and immediately wiped his hands on his clothes and held them up.
Fu Yangxi, who was still eating barbecue, didn't have time to stop him: "..."
As soon as Mingxi's skin touched Jiang Xiuqiu, the small tender seedlings in the pot immediately moved.
One and a half grown!
Although it didn't touch the five buds of Fu Yangxi's first growth, it was enough to be happy!
Mingxi was so excited that he chewed a piece of barbecue and asked, "Jiang Xiuqiu, have you been away from school for almost a month due to illness? There should be a lot of papers piled up on your desk, do you need someone to help you sort them out? Do you need someone to run errands on your usual day?"
Ke Chengwen silently looked at Fu Yangxi's green face: "..."
Before Jiang Xiuqiu could speak, Fu Yangxi pulled Mingxi's body over, clasped her shoulders with both hands, and stared at her angrily—
"What, what's wrong?" Mingxi was confused.
Fu Yangxi's face was very stinky, she stared at her fiercely, and after a long time, she said, "Are you my younger brother or his younger brother?"
Mingxi swallowed the barbecue: "Can't I be both?"
Is there any professional competition for such a thing as the boss
"No way!" Fu Yangxi was furious - he wondered if the little mask really didn't understand or faked. Did the 'little brother' he said really mean that 'little brother'? Do you have to force him to take the initiative to pierce the window paper
Mingxi: "Why?"
Fu Yangxi blushed and said angrily, "One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, understand?"
Jiang Xiuqiu laughed beside him, coughed wildly, took a sip of water, and sighed, "I can't help it, I can't stop my personality charm."
A layer of goose bumps crept up on Mingxi's body, thinking to herself, 6% and 2%, then she must choose Fu Yangxi's 6%.
"Then I'll choose to be your little brother."
Fu Yangxi's ears turned red, and her heart felt at ease. He let go of Mingxi's shoulders and gave Mingxi a few pieces of meat like the boss.
Mingxi: "Thank you."
"No thanks." Fu Yangxi proudly brushed off the dust that didn't exist on her body, raised her eyebrows and looked at Jiang Xiuqiu, her eyes arrogant and cool: "It seems that I have a great personality."
Ke Chengwen and He Yang: "..."
Mingxi: "…"
Good, two layers of goosebumps. The little mask fist hardened. What about your sister
The barbecue shop is steaming hot, the aroma of meat and seasonings overflowing, Mingxi is very warm, watching the group of young people in front of him gag, his heart is also warm.
Something silently grew, filling the empty corners of her heart.
At noon, the waiter brought some fruit wine, and no one noticed that Mingxi also drank two glasses.
When Fu Yangxi found out that something was wrong with her, she quickly stopped her, but she had already had three drinks.
Mingxi began to feel dizzy, and the moon outside the window grew burrs.
Fu Yangxi shook her.
But Fu Yangxi started to become two Fu Yangxis.
She turned her head, and the yellow-green glass window frames behind her also turned into two.
…
Mingxi supported his head, his beautiful face was flushed, his eyelashes were covered in mist, and his eyes involuntarily fell to the side of the street, where a pair of grandparents and grandchildren were setting up a stall in the cold wind, selling bright red candied haws.
I don't know what the granddaughter said coquettishly. She dragged the grandmother's sleeves and kept swinging.
When the grandmother turned her face around, she had a kind and peaceful smile on her face, and rubbed her granddaughter's head with her dirty hands.
Mingxi stared blankly, and she couldn't bear it any longer. Her nose was sore and her eyes were red. After being reborn, I learned that my grandmother was gone, and all the emotions I had accumulated up to now poured out instantly.
Tears fell uncontrollably.
"My grandma." Mingxi cried out, with a hoarse aftertaste: "My grandma left me a few thousand dollars before she died!"
"..."
People at the table looked at her.
"It's over, Zhao Mingxi can't drink, she can get quite drunk after drinking a little bit." He Yang just remembered that she herself was a little dizzy.
Fu Yangxi quickly got up and pulled Mingxi over, frowning at He Yang: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Mingxi hugged Fu Yangxi, like a telephone pole, crying.
She hadn't even seen her grandmother's last face.
When she left Tongcheng, her grandmother was uneasy, but she was full of expectations and longings, and also told her grandmother that when she got the Zhao family to like her, she would take her over after a while, and she would be admitted to a good university in the future. There is a promising future to give grandma old age.
It was just not long after she arrived at Zhao's house, two days before and after her birthday, she just called her grandmother and no one answered, and when she realized that something was wrong, she received a call from the town.
Said that after she left, grandma went to deliver goods on her body, but was accidentally trapped in the heavy rain, because her legs slid down the mountain, and she went that night.
The people in the town were kind, and after the funeral was held for grandma, they couldn't bear to call her to inform her.
Because of the late discovery, the medical conditions in the town are not good, and I don't even know when my grandmother died.
At that time, Mingxi was completely stunned.
She ran all the way back to Tongcheng.
She was silent in the cold mourning hall, crying until she was numb.
She also said that she wanted her grandmother to live a good life, but in the end, it was her grandmother who left her a shabby red cloth bag, which contained the tuition fees that she had saved for her leg disease but did not dare to treat it for many years.
Mingxi seemed to have been turned on by the switch, tears fell with a "slap" and "slap", and the tip of his nose flushed from crying.
He wiped his face messily with his hands.
With chili peppers on his hands, the more he wiped his eyes, the hotter he became, and his tears flowed even more violently.
Fu Yangxi grabbed the tissue on the table in a panic, and wiped the tears from her face.
Fu Yangxi seldom saw Zhao Mingxi's collapsed cry, and her heart clenched. She turned her head and asked He Yang, "Who is her grandmother? Where does she live, and where is the address? Send it to me."
"Already deceased." He Yang looked at Mingxi sadly: "She—forget it, it shouldn't matter if these things were said."
He Yang skipped some matters about the Zhao family's biological daughter and non-biological daughters, and only told Fu Yangxi and the others that Mingxi had lived in Tongcheng in the north since he was a child, and only returned to the Zhao family at the age of fifteen.
Fu Yangxi listened, her brows furrowed even more.
Ke Chengwen looked at Mingxi with a complicated mood: "I didn't expect it."
In fact, looking at Zhao Mingxi's outstanding temperament, I thought she was pampered and raised. But if you think about it carefully, you can see, which coddled person can roast meat and cook
Mingxi's body was light and fluttering, her mind seemed to be in water, and she was swaying, but she could vaguely hear their conversation, and she suddenly cried out again sadly. He grabbed the person in front of him and slammed his forehead against it: "Wuwuwu is dead and it's all my fault."
Fu Yangxi: "..."
What the other people said next, Mingxi couldn't hear it clearly, and after hearing it clearly, his brain turned very slowly, and he couldn't make out what he was talking about.
She was immersed in a huge and sad dream, as if returning to the day in the mourning hall of her previous life.
My hands and feet were numb from the cold, and my whole body was shaking from crying.
Mingxi vaguely felt that Fu Yangxi was half-carried out of the barbecue shop, and he threw up on him. He squatted in front of him and re-tyed his messy shoelaces. Next, he gave Jiang Xiuqiu a few instructions to the others.
The light of the street lamps outside the barbecue shop shone on the ground, and tiny flying insects flew around in the cold air.
The breath he exhaled became white mist.
Tears fell to the ground.
It was terribly cold, and it was cold as tears ran down my neck.
There was another scarf around her neck.
It's finally not cold.
Mingxi hugged the warm telephone pole in front of him.
…
Then Mingxi completely lost consciousness.
She slept.
…
It is very strange that a drunk person can know that he is drunk before he wakes up.
He was about to wake up hazy, but his body seemed to be pressing down on a mountain, and he couldn't lift it up.
His eyelids were also heavy and tired, and he could only feel a little flickering light.
Like a stuck projector, I can remember only a few sporadic images from last night.
The humming sound of the engine and the slight shaking gave Mingxi a splitting headache. The weightlessness when landing made his stomach twist into a ball, and he was about to spit out what he ate last night.
…
When Mingxi became vaguely aware, and was about to open his eyes, the first thing he felt was cold.
what happened
Is it colder than yesterday
Has the temperature suddenly dropped ten degrees
There were loud noises in his ears, the seat was bumping all the time, and the bones on Mingxi's body seemed not to be his own.
She tried to open her eyes, but her consciousness was still a little sluggish.
What caught my eye was a somewhat dirty window glass. Is she in the car
Traffickers? !
Mingxi was startled, so frightened, that he was completely awake.
Mingxi looked to the left, Fu Yangxi was sitting on her left, Mingxi suddenly felt relieved. Even if they were kidnapped by human traffickers, and Fu Yangxi was with them, someone would also redeem themselves.
Fu Yangxi was falling asleep tiredly, her lips pursed tightly, her brow furrowed, and she changed her clothes. He was not wearing his noise-cancelling headphones.
Mingxi quickly realized that the silver earphones were hanging on his ears.
She took it off, it was out of power, turned it off.
Mingxi looked to the right again, it was a dilapidated and familiar station, the 囍 characters that were posted last year and still haven't been taken off are hung on the waiting hall, the dust was blowing, and the hawking sounds of people coming and going were very noisy. Another thriving place.
There are red, green, green and even colorful small advertisements everywhere on both sides of the street.
The car was still moving forward, passing many tricycles.
On the uneven gravel ground, there are garbage heaps at a distance, and the trash cans along the road seem to be decorations.
Mingxi's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly felt extremely familiar.
Even the deserted soy milk stalls on the corners of the street feel familiar.
The boss spoke in a familiar accent to Mingxi: "Soymilk! Delicious and inexpensive soymilk!"
The aroma seemed to overflow.
She choked on her breath.
Her heart was pounding, her forehead was stuck to the cold car window, and she felt the temperature difference.
After an unknown time, the turbulence finally stopped.
After driving around for a long time, the car stopped at the entrance of an old and broken alley in the town. The deep alley is just like Mingxi's memory.
Looking up, there are disorganized and ramshackle buildings. Few of the windows are closed, but they are all wide open. One or two bamboo poles are stretched out, and faded T-shirts, school uniforms and dried bacon are hanged indiscriminately. .
…
too familiar.
A few steps further down the alley, it is the small yard where my grandma used to live. There will be some gardenia trees growing in it, a few pots of sun-dried radishes, and some grandma's shoes that are neatly arranged.
After realizing where this was coming, Mingxi's heartbeat became faster and faster, and the fingers touching the window were trembling slightly.
Some things have changed, but most things in my memory have remained the same.
A group of teenagers swaggered through the city in groups of three or five, holding basketballs to play in a small open space with less rain.
The car stopped, and the driver spoke in a local accent: "Come on, wake up, give me the money."
Only then did Mingxi notice a car following behind.
Ke Chengwen, Jiang Xiuqiu and He Yang rubbed their eyes and jumped down from the top as if they didn't wake up.
Fu Yangxi also woke up, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Mingxi beside him.
He yawned, with his usual impatient face, took out a few red bills and handed them to the driver, then jumped out of the car door and walked around this way.
He opened the door in front of Mingxi.
Mingxi's eyes were red and swollen, and he stared at him blankly.
For a moment she felt as if she was dreaming.
Alice in Wonderland or what
How do you wake up and return to the place where you grew up? It will take more than ten hours by train to come back.
But how did she get on the train when she fell asleep
Mingxi suddenly remembered the hum of takeoff and landing when he was sleeping - a private jet
And there was Fu Yangxi—these people—
It was as if he had entered her dream by mistake.
Fu Yangxi stood in front of the car door, holding the door, waiting for her to get out.
Against the morning light, his short red dazzling hair warmed the cold morning mist a lot.
Seeing that she was stunned, Fu Yangxi leaned over slightly, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she laughed: "What are you doing?"
Mingxi got off the car slowly, and Fu Yangxi was holding the top of the car door.
He kicked a board under the car, just to cover the standing water on the dirt floor.
"Wele home, little girl." He said to Zhao Mingxi.