Zhao Yuan returned to the company's dormitory that day, and has been in a daze.
The dormitory is a room for six girls. Zhao Yuan is lying on the upper bunk, very close to the chandelier on the yellowed ceiling.
She could see tiny flying insects creeping in through the window, flying around the lampshade that had not been scrubbed for a long time.
Zhao Yuan remembered that she used to live in the Zhao family villa and had never seen any flying insects indoors. There are some in the garden, but the gardeners hired by Zhao Zhanhuai are very professional, and they will spray special insect repellents, so in the spring, not even bees can be seen.
She endured the humming sound of flying insects, closed her eyes, and bent her legs.
But when he turned over, he kicked a pile of clothes with his feet.
Zhao Yuan suddenly felt overwhelming resentment in her heart.
Her previous room was larger than the three dormitories here combined, with a cloakroom of more than ten square meters, and the designer clothes and jewelry in it could be matched by herself.
At that time, she never knew what the word "struggle" meant, because as long as she wanted it, unless it was as expensive as a plane, the Zhao family would buy it for her.
But here, the width of the dormitory wardrobe was less than half a meter, which was not enough, so she had to pile most of the clothes on the bed.
The whole single bed was extremely messy, and some of the clothes were wrinkled, and they didn't have the previous temperament when they were worn out.
Now I can't even sleep with my legs straight.
Soon a girl came back from the dance studio and slammed the door shut as soon as she entered the dormitory.
One of them had dyed pink hair and was already wearing sexy denim shorts and a vest in spring in March. The other has hair dyed indigo blue, dressed in neutral, with a cigarette in his mouth, holding a basin of clothes that have not been washed in water for a long time and are about to stink.
Zhao Yuan closed her eyes tightly and faced the wall.
However, the smell of sweat in the air, the fermented smell of various clothes crowded together in a dormitory of several people, the smell of nail polish, and the smell of more than ten pieces of take-out are all mixed together, forming a feeling that makes people want to dry The smell of vomit penetrated her nose.
Zhao Yuan clenched the sheets tightly, her stomach tumbling for a while.
Everything was not what she imagined.
After leaving Zhao's house, Zhao Yuan realized how difficult it was to be outside.
After she signed a contract with her agent, she thought she would be able to enter the entertainment industry directly, and she turned around. But I didn't expect that there were so many girls like her under the agent, even more beautiful and better dancing than her.
Moreover, these trainees are uneven, and some even have only elementary school education. For example, pink hair, the swearing words are the words "pig" and "bitch" over and over again. The indigo hair does not like to talk, but it is extremely unclean, and the underwear and underwear are soaked for more than ten days before washing.
There are only three washing machines outside the dormitories, but a dozen or so trainees are crowded.
After seeing someone throw ten days' worth of underwear into the washing machine at one time, Zhao Yuan could only start washing the underwear by hand.
She watched helplessly as her life was a little bit troubled, while Zhao Mingxi was smooth sailing.
The unwillingness and resentment in her heart gradually accumulated, making the hatred in her heart stronger and stronger.
In April, Zhao Yuan went to Zhao Zhanhuai's company to find Zhao Zhanhuai.
Among all the people in the Zhao family, Zhao Zhanhuai is of extraordinary significance to Zhao Yuan.
This is the brother she admired, admired, and loved the most since she was a child.
When she lived in the cramped trainee dormitory, she even dreamed that Zhao Zhanhuai drove over and took her home. She hopes that Zhao Zhanhuai can take care of her old relationship and provide her with a little help, even if it is some money, say hello to her entertainment company, or a word of comfort.
But I didn't expect that I went to Zhao Zhanhuai ten times in a row. Eight times, I was directly turned away by the company's guard, and three times I almost caught up with Zhao Zhanhuai's car, but Zhao Zhanhuai didn't know if he saw her, and the car was directly in front of her. Walk away.
It was not until the last time that Zhao Yuan met Zhao Zhanhuai in the underground garage.
Zhao Zhanhuai was already irritated by Zhao Yuan's harassment. He didn't understand why Zhao Yuan was still looking for him now, even if he knew a little, he would stay far away from his family.
After hearing that Zhao Yuan wanted money, Zhao Zhanhuai almost laughed angrily: "Zhang Yuan, you need to find out first, our family doesn't owe you anything."
"It was your mother who changed the child. Your mother is the murderer who hurt our family and shattered our whole family. The cost that our family spent on you in the past ten years is not tens of millions, but there are always millions. Right? Even our family cares about our old relationship, and we didn't even let you repay the debt! Under such circumstances, I don't understand what mentality you have in coming to me for money."
Zhao Zhanhuai's face was ugly: "If you don't have enough hearts to swallow an elephant, if you continue to entangle and squat at the gate of the company, I will call the security guard!"
Zhao Yuan burst into tears, stopped in front of Zhao Zhanhuai's car, and said to Zhao Zhanhuai, "Brother, my mother is the murderer who swapped children, but what's wrong with me?"
"You think we don't know who sent the text message that made Zhang Yufen escape??"
Zhao Yuan's face turned pale.
Zhao Zhanhuai held back his anger and said angrily, "Miss Zhang, please have some face. After more than ten years of education in our family, don't end up living like your biological mother!"
After speaking, Zhao Zhanhuai slammed on the accelerator and said to Zhao Yuan, "Get out of the way!"
Zhao Yuan couldn't believe that Zhao Zhanhuai would treat her like this. She didn't move at first, but Zhao Zhanhuai's car drove straight over. Her blood rushed to the top of her head, and then she fled in horror.
So Zhao Zhanhuai turned a corner and the car sped away.
Zhao Yuan stood there blankly. In the early May weather, her whole body became cold a little bit.
She saw the disgust in Zhao Zhanhuai's eyes just now.
When Zhao Yuan returned to the trainee dormitory again in despair, someone in the dormitory heard that she was going to block Zhao Zhanhuai, and someone sneered yin and yang: "Since there is a rich brother, why did you come and break with us? Fight for a spot?"
Zhao Yuan pinched her nails into her palm, resisting the urge to tear her face off with the girl.
After a while, the agent's assistant under centralized management came to round the room and scolded them, telling them not to make trouble and not to use too many high-power electrical appliances. It is easy to catch fire this season.
If you want to dry your hair, if the power of the hair dryer is too high, try to blow it downstairs.
It is said that an office building in this city burned down a few days ago. In the end, although the fire was successfully put out, it lost millions. Haven't figured out what caused the fire yet.
"Fire?" Zhao Yuan asked in a daze.
She raised her head and looked at the tiny flying insects on the ceiling. She didn't know what to think, and kept staring at it.
When the people in the dormitory saw her being weird, they thought she was stimulated by something, and they all had goosebumps, so they simply walked around her.
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The second semester of high school went by very fast. After the winter, which can freeze in one breath, spring is very short, and Mingxi ushered in May directly in the busyness.
Several classes were very tight. Although most of the international class had to go abroad, they also felt the urgency of the last semester from the rush of the ordinary class in the school cafeteria.
Since this semester, Fu Yangxi has slept much less in class. The pillow Mingxi gave him was useless. He washed it and threw it on the sofa at home.
Mingxi brushes the questions every day, so he props his head lazily, wears silver noise-cancelling headphones, flips through the book, or just stares at Mingxi stupidly, as if flowers are blooming on her face.
Although he is not studying seriously now, this is much better than the troubles caused by sleeping in and out of class every day in the last semester.
Last month, Fu Yangxi didn't make trouble for a whole month, and Lu Wangwei was so happy that he received his first performance bonus in three years.
The younger brother in the class is lost.
Although Fu Yangxi is fierce and has a bad temper, he is the cohesive force of the entire class.
But now, it is like a child king gradually mature, gradually no longer willing to be the boss who leads them to misbehave, but gradually become a mature man who will buy ice cream for his girls in summer and ginger syrup in winter.
It's bound to make them sad.
About to graduate, Zhao Mingxi may be able to be with Fu Yangxi forever.
But these people are going to go their separate ways.
After school that day, someone even recited an impromptu poem to Zhao Mingxi and Fu Yangxi on the spot: "Ah! Youth!"
"..." Mingxi was startled and turned to look at the little brother.
The younger brother continued to roar in a heart-wrenching manner: "—Is it always going to end?!"
Someone said, "Just like the black and gold skull chain on the boss's neck, has it disappeared completely?"
"What the hell? Go away!" Fu Yangxi looked disgusted, grabbed a book and smashed it over, the boy hurriedly ducked, and the book hit the blackboard with a crisp "pop" sound. The whole class burst into laughter, and the air was filled with joy.
Mingxi laughed, and suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar.
She thought back, wasn't this the lively atmosphere in the class when she returned to the class after she proposed to Lu Wangwei to sit at the same table with Fu Yangxi shortly after the last semester started
Just like a hair.
Memory is indeed a cycle.
For a moment, it felt like it happened yesterday, but when I looked at the calendar again, another half a year had passed.
Seeing Mingxi looking over, Fu Yangxi suddenly blushed a little, and quickly saved his image: "Don't listen to his nonsense, what black gold chain, is my aesthetic so bad?! It's mainly those two days, Ke Chengwen and people outside the school. A few people made a bet on motorcycles, and if they don't dress like a horse, it's not enough to crush each other in aura."
Ke Chengwen came out of a hole like a tortoise in the back, and stuck his head over: "Wait, I made a bet? How do I remember that it was Brother Xi, you—"
Fu Yangxi glanced over coldly.
Ke Chengwen: … fine.
Ke Chengwen: "I remember, it's me."
Mingxi laughed to death and said, "Actually, it's alright, it suits you very well."
It's a good fit? What's the meaning? Does she mean he killed Matt at the time
Fu Yangxi was so angry that she was about to speak.
Mingxi said: "At that time, you were lying on the table, holding a sports jacket, raised your head impatiently, frowned, and when you glanced at me, I thought it was cool and handsome. Feel like you know?"
Mingxi drew a small heart on the notebook, and then drew an arrow through it.
Fu Yangxi pretended to glance casually, but almost choked herself. He coughed and turned a few pages of the book in his hand, trying to make himself serious, but he couldn't control the redness in his ears.
Mingxi loves to tease Fu Yangxi so much, she laughed when she saw him like this.
Ke Chengwen on the side: "—"
Woman's mouth deceiving ghost.
He would bet that Zhao Mingxi never fell in love at first sight when he saw Fu Yangxi for the first time.
Having said that, Ke Chengwen had a doubt in his heart and had to ask.
He asked Zhao Mingxi, "Then what did you suck at Brother Xi when you first changed classes?"
Fu Yangxi also remembered this, and hurriedly raised her ears.
Mingxi glanced at the potted plant that he had now slowly grown to more than 600 small tender seedlings. Of course, she also struggled, whether to tell Fu Yangxi the truth, and tell him that she actually approached him for the sake of luck, but Mingxi thought about it later, in fact, it doesn't matter whether she tells him or not.
To say it is to add to Fu Yangxi's heartache.
She knew that Fu Yangxi wouldn't get angry with her because of such a little thing.
But if he is sad, she will be very distressed.
Anyway, the important thing is that in the future, she is no longer close to him because of luck.
She already loves him wholeheartedly.
So, Mingxi told a small white lie and said, "Actually, during that time, it was because the shower gel on Brother Xi smelled so good, I couldn't help but take a few more sips."
The case was solved, so it was.
Ke Chengwen was amazed: "Brother Xi, you have to thank you for the shower gel you used in those days, or maybe Zhao Mingxi still won't like you."
"…???"
"Are you courting death?" Fu Yangxi's face suddenly stinks, is this a human word
He was furious, picked up the book in his hand and smashed it.
Toke's written blessing, Mingxi hurried to coax him again this afternoon, he didn't like him because of the smell of the shower gel.
#The blood case caused by a bottle of shower gel#
But a few days later, Mingxi saw that Fu Yangxi had bought back several boxes of the shower gel that he used at that time. After taking a bath in the evening, he pretended to be dangling beside Mingxi as if nothing had happened. Suck me' hesitating.
Mingxi: "…"
It's over, shouldn't I have to use this shower gel for the next few years
After the May Day holiday, Mingxi's potted plants have accumulated to 612.
The more you go up, the slower you accumulate. In the beginning, many useful things, such as sending text messages and sending desserts, will not increase your luck at all.
She wondered if she had to marry Fu Yangxi to reach the final 999 trees.
But Mingxi is not in a hurry.
From the beginning, her goal was just to fill her negative luck, as long as she became an ordinary person who would not be dragged down by negative luck.
She also never thought of having the halo of a heroine.
But as the tender seedlings gradually increased, Mingxi still felt that his luck had changed drastically from the worst time before.
For example, when she was walking on the playground, a basketball came straight at her—if it used to be, it would definitely smash her face, but now, she would be blocked by a PE teacher running by for no reason.
Mingxi: "…"
Mingxi now knows what the heroine's luck is.
Isn't this smooth sailing? Even the basketball that was about to be smashed could not fall on her, and her luck was simply absolute.
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May 13th is Sunday, less than a month before the college entrance examination.
In the late spring and early summer, it is a little hot, and the vegetation grows wildly.
It has become a tradition for Mingxi to go to Professor Gao every Sunday, but this time may be the last time before the college entrance examination.
After all, focus on preparing for the exam.
"Professor Gao doesn't want the health care product I bought last time. It seems that it has expired." Mingxi squatted on the ground, and scoured out the gift that was thrown by Professor Gao last time from the cabinet, sighing with emotion: "Waste."
"That old man is really harder to serve than me." Fu Yangxi took a sip of water and walked over: "Last year, I told him that weeds were growing wildly in the yard and that the haystack was too dry and easy to catch fire, and he scolded us and kicked us out. After that, I hired someone to remove all the grass in the yard while he was away, and when he came back, he still beat me out with a broom."
However, in the past year or so, this old man has not helped Mingxi.
Fu Yangxi said, "Why don't you do this, let's bring wine this time."
Mingxi had an idea, raised his head and said: "Also, let's not say that it was brought to him, we carried it when we went, and then pretended that we forgot to take it when we left. He doesn't know our address, so he doesn't know our address. As for sending it back."
"Oh, and also, buy some summer shirts for his grandson, summer is coming."
"Little clever ghost." Fu Yangxi couldn't help laughing, rubbing the top of Mingxi's hair: "Well, I'll take you there first, and then I'll buy shirts and wine."
Mingxi also said, "Okay."
Otherwise, when Mingxi is late, Professor Gao will be unhappy again.
The address of Professor Gao's house is remote and dilapidated. Deep in the alley, there are old men and women living around. But Professor Gao has a weird personality and doesn't get along well with his neighbors, so most of them stay behind closed doors.
It was a hot day. When Mingxi passed by, he was playing chess with himself, and his grandson sat watching the ants in the hole in the wall.
Mingxi put down his things, and asked the little grandson what he wanted to eat with great difficulty, and then planned to go grocery shopping.
Professor Gao glanced at her. Although his face was as cold as ever, he was actually a little reluctant to part with it.
For more than half a year, when Zhao Mingxi came over every weekend, there would be a little bit of popularity in this shabby house.
As soon as she left, the room returned to its depressing and deadly look.
Soon Zhao Mingxi will take the college entrance examination. After the college entrance examination, he will definitely not stay in the local area. He will most likely go abroad to study. Then the days to come will return to a backwater where he and his grandson depend on each other for life.
"I'll go shopping with you." Professor Gao patted the dust on his trouser legs and stood up.
Mingxi hurriedly said, "I'll just go."
Professor Gao said impatiently: "The rice is gone, you little girl can't carry it. You go to buy vegetables, I will buy rice, there will be no problem if you go back and forth for 20 minutes, my grandson is autistic, but not Fool."
Mingxi had to shut up.
Before leaving, Professor Gao asked his grandson to play in the room, and then locked both doors of the house. The front door was locked from the inside, and the back door was a small door that opened from the kitchen.
He and Zhao Mingxi walked through the vegetable field behind the small gate together, and went to the vegetable market from the back mountain path.
On a quiet afternoon, the hot sun is like a heat wave.
Zhao Yuan watched Zhao Mingxi enter the broken house, but did not see Zhao Mingxi come out. The room was dead silent. Are you taking a nap
Standing in the alley, Zhao Yuan looked up at the narrow sky, and then looked around again—she had been here several times, confirmed that there was no surveillance.
Zhao Yuan's hands and feet trembled.
If a fire is set, the crazy flame will burn along all the fabrics in the house. This kind of old house has no resistance at all under the burning of the crackling fire.
It's not an elevator room, and there won't be a fire hydrant like a place like a school.
She didn't know if the fire was burning fast enough to keep Zhao Mingxi trapped inside and burned to death before the fire truck arrived. But in this place, deep in the alley, it is very difficult for fire trucks to drive in.
She has watched a lot of news recently, and knew that a fire might not burn so fast, and she had to add something—Zhao Yuan glanced at the oil tank she had brought.
However, what if the people inside broke out of the window.
Do you still need to lock the windows and doors from the outside
In that case, Zhao Mingxi would disappear.
If it doesn't disappear, burns are fine. If her face is ruined, will anyone still like her
Fu Yangxi will definitely not stay by her side.
Zhao Yuan's heart beat fast, and blood rushed to her throat.
She remembered that when Zhao Mingxi was fifteen years old, before Zhao Mingxi came to this city, everything was going well in her life.
She was sitting on the swing in the garden, Mother Zhao sat smiling while reading a book, and the nanny brought two cups of English-style black tea.
There are countless beautiful dresses in the closet for me to choose, I am studying in the best school, and my friends are all around me.
Zhao Zhanhuai was gentle and considerate, and came to pick him up on weekends, which made all the girls envious of him.
…
Obviously such a beautiful day.
Then, after Zhao Mingxi came, these times turned into Zhao Zhanhuai's disgusting eyes, the insect on the lampshade in the crowded dormitory.
buzzing.
That bug kept Zhao Yuan from sleeping well for months.
She's going to break down.
How could she live a life like a worm all her life
If she can't get up again, then at least she will drag the person she hates the most.
At least, let her feel what hell is like with herself.
The more Zhao Yuan thought about it, the more crazy she became, her hands and feet were cold, but her face was twisted and flushed.
She walked gently into the yard.
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Mingxi came back first with the groceries, and Professor Gao might be a little slow to carry the rice.
Before she could reach the entrance of the alley, she heard a scream, and many old ladies and old men ran out tremblingly. Then, she saw fire from one direction, and the bungalow next to it was red.
Where did it burn.
Looking at it again, it was the direction of Professor Gao's house. The flames were very large, and the whole house was like a huge stove, steaming and roasting the people inside, and the smoke billowed upwards and hovered.
Mingxi was shocked, the vegetables in his hand rolled to the ground, and quickly ran over there: "Did you call 119?"
"Hit, beat, the fire truck is on its way, but, but—" The fat old lady who ran out sat on the ground with a weak butt.
Professor Gao's grandson is still inside.
A normal person would cover his mouth and nose, smash the glass, and escape from the window, but the child must be overwhelmed.
And Professor Gao locked the door before leaving.
By the time the ambulance arrives, will it be too late
Mingxi's heart was beating fast, she vaguely felt that something was wrong, there would be no inexplicable fire, it was more like it was caused by herself.
But at this moment, where can she care so much, she grabbed a soaked sheet from the hand of an old man who had just rushed out, then covered her mouth and nose, and rushed in.
ten meters.
She just had to rush in and take him out.