Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli stood firm with Hua Zhan's help, and at the same time they also saw clearly who they bumped into. An Ran's brother and her brother's friend. They are all people I know. It was just that once again they were faced with the beauty of these two people, and it was still the same situation. Both of them turned red with embarrassment. The embarrassed two people were in a panic, not knowing whether to apologize or help pick up the things. Seeing her friend's helpless look, An Ran couldn't help but cry or laugh, "Help pick up the things on the ground." "Ah, oh." "well." Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli finally came to their senses and squatted down to pick up things. The smart classmates in the class also took the initiative to help pick up fruits and things. Two of them looked at An Jing and Hua Zhan curiously and asked An Ran, "Are they people you know?"
"Are you here to gossip or are you here to pick up things for me?" An Ran looked at the two male classmates with gossipy faces. The two boys were not embarrassed at all when their purpose was revealed. They came to her side and smiled, "Are they from our grade? Which class are they from?" "He's not our age." An Ran smiled, "The one in black is my brother." "Your brother?" "Really or not?" the two boys exclaimed. "Do you think I'm someone who likes to have casual relationships?" An Ran glanced at the two boys whose body language and tone were very exaggerated. She stood up and walked to the blueberries scattered on the ground. She picked up the box and put away the blueberries. The two boys followed closely behind, and whether intentionally or not, they pushed Shi Jian aside. Shi Jian, Shi Jian could only walk around them and walk to An Ran to hand her the bag. Shi Jian's appearance gave Hua Zhan the opportunity to relieve his embarrassment, "Shi Jian, don't take the bad ones." "I got it, brother." Shi Jian raised his head and glanced at Hua Zhan. "He is your brother?" The two boys looked at Shi Jian in shock. These days, does Dashuaibi Ge Ge sell wholesale? Shi Jian smiled and said, "My neighbor's brother." The two boys remembered, "Oh, you and An Ran are family friends." Shi Jian and An Ran were family friends. At that time, it was normal for Jian's neighbor's brother to have a good relationship with An Ran's biological brother. Although the two boys were still very gossipy and curious, they no longer asked questions at this time. Helping An Ran, he picked up things very neatly. After picking up all the things and fruits, Shi Jian carried a bag full of fruits to An Ran.
An Ran didn't answer, "Please help me put it on the seat." Hua Zhan hesitated for a moment, then handed the fruit bag to An Ran in time, "Ahem, you're not feeling well, eat more fruit." Damn it, it's all the fault of the two girls and An Jing who were running around just now. They couldn't stand firm and couldn't hold it properly. The whole bag of fruit was scattered on the ground. I was so annoyed. The fruits in his hand were obviously good, but they looked like thrown garbage, which made him embarrassed to give them to An Ran. But since everyone was here, it would be even more embarrassing not to give them to her. "No, my brother gave me enough to eat." An Ran refused. An Jing coldly handed the fruit in Hua Zhan's hand to her, "Take it, throw away the ones just now." Why eat fruit that falls on the ground in public? "You can still eat after washing." An Ran knew that An Jing wanted to save face, "It's not good to waste food." An Jing didn't want to argue with her, so he handed the fruit from Hua Zhan directly to Shi Jian, "Please help me get it, thank you." Shi Jian glanced at An Ran and saw An Ran nodded before taking it from his hand. When Shi Jian left with the fruit, Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli took the opportunity to apologize to Hua Zhan and An Jing: "Sorry, I bumped into you." "Excuse me." A warm smile reappeared on Hua Zhan's face, "It doesn't matter, as long as it didn't hurt the two beauties." Zhou Nigyue and Zhang Xiaoli blushed again. "it's okay no problem." Zhang Xiaoli glanced at An Jing, who was looking at An Ran in silence, and then looked at Hua Zhan and said, "It's okay. You guys have a good chat with An Ran. We're going to study." After saying that, she pulled Zhou Nigyue and ran to her seat. An Jing finally looked at An Ran and said, "Come out, I have something to tell you." An Ran obediently followed An Jing outside the classroom. He didn't stop until he reached a place where there weren't many people, "Why don't you reply to my message?" An Ran sighed, "I've been falling asleep, brother, how can I check my phone?" An Jing was silent, "How are you now?" Originally, according to his plan, when he saw An Ran today, he would scold her severely, but when he heard her say that, all his temper and unhappiness were instantly blocked in his chest, unable to come out or go down. . "I still have a slight fever." An Ran said, "I took my temperature in the dormitory this morning and it was ." An Jing was furious again, "It's degrees and you still come to class. Are you going to take the college entrance examination tomorrow or what?" He gritted his teeth, obviously furious. "This elementary school student is still doing homework while taking an IV drip. Why can't I come to class?" An Ran laughed, "Can you please stop being so angry?"
"Where did you see a primary school student doing homework while receiving an IV drip?" An Jing scratched his head, "I have a bad temper... I will take you to the hospital now." "No need." An Ran shook his head and chuckled, "Thank you for coming to see me." An Jing froze, his eyes showing embarrassment, "Don't eat rotten fruit." An Ran nodded with a smile, "Yeah." Her jade-white cheeks were slightly swollen, and her clear eyes fell on An Jing, like a clear lake, warmer and softer than ever. Under the morning light, her whole body looked as beautiful as if it were placed on the windowsill. The white peonies are so beautiful that people can’t help but reach out and touch them. An Jing's heart suddenly relaxed. He raised his hand and gently pulled An Ran's face like he did when he was a child. "Now you know you are good. Did you want to make me angry to death yesterday?" An Jing's hand didn't have much strength, but it still stunned An Ran. She followed him just to get Hua Zhan and An Jing away quickly. She didn't really want to be intimate with him, but An Jing didn't notice. "What's wrong, does it hurt?" Seeing An Ran remain silent for a long time, An Jing relaxed his grip slightly. "Why are you angry? You are angry yourself, okay?" An Ran raised her hand and pinched An Jing's sleeve, trying to pull his hand off. An Jing didn't notice her alienation. He thought she was trying to hang him up like she did when she was a child, so she tightened her grip and said, "She said no." An Ran was really in pain, "Ah, An Jing, let me go." He raised his hand and hit An Jing on the back of his hand. It wasn't hard, but it made him let go. "When you hit my hand, didn't you hit yourself?" The coldness on An Jing's face receded, and he became helpless. An Ran covered her face, "Why are you so childish?" He was almost thirty years old and still had his face pinched. An Ran felt a little uncomfortable. "Aren't you childish?" Hua Zhan laughed at the side. He was originally worried that the two of them would start fighting again, but now he was relieved. Hua Zhan and An Jing did not expect that the atmosphere between the three people relaxed so quickly when they arrived. Before they arrived, they were still worried about what they would do if An Ran would disobey and continue to be stubborn and careless.
Since the communication was good, An Jing didn't hide it anymore. He took out a key from his pocket and said, "Mom is still angry. Forget it if you don't go home. Go live in the house on Huwan Road." The house on Huwan Road was an apartment very close to No. 1 Middle School that Anjing's grandparents gave him as a birthday gift when he was eighteen. "Aren't you afraid that I will occupy the magpie's nest and won't leave?" An Ran raised her eyebrows lightly. "You can stay as long as you want." An Jing still held up the key, "Take it." "I'm living here, but you can't live there." An Ran looked at An Jing with clear eyes, "I don't like living with others." "Hypocritical." An Jing scolded, "If you live in my house, no one else can be in the house. If you live in a dormitory, are those in the dormitory all ghosts?" "That's different." An Ran said, "They are all girls." ——"Don't speak so harshly, it won't be good for others to hear you." "The problem." An Jing continued to be arrogant, "I have lived with you since I was a child, and I have never seen you dislike me for being a man."
An Ran's words were gentle, but they contained deep meaning, "An Jing, you know what I mean." An Jing should have known, but at this moment, he didn't get the deeper meaning of her words. "Can't we just live in the same room?" An Jing frowned, "What's been going on with you lately, are you so worried?" Well, An Jing is a straight man with low emotional intelligence. Even if he cares about people, he can't say a single nice word. No wonder she was still single until her death in her previous life. "You can't speak, so you can talk less." An Ran sighed, "I don't want the key. I live quite well in the dormitory." Although Mrs. An and An Tu basically don’t have much conflict at home, and An Tu is considerate to Mrs. An, but with his excuses to socialize every day and not coming home from business trips, Mrs. An is not alone People are often in a bad mood at home. As long as she shows a state of low pressure, people around her will feel it, and her good mood will be greatly affected. They are unwilling to be in the same room with her. The house on Huwan Road is where Anjing often comes when she feels uncomfortable at home. living. We stay at least a few days a month, and the family's servants come regularly to clean the house and replenish daily necessities and food. Whether it's Anjing or Anran, you can move in with your bags at any time, which is very convenient. It feels good to have someone to rely on and take care of, but it may also be an anesthetic, anesthetizing oneself from seeing the cruelty of reality, and living in an illusory, short-term comfort nest. An Jing grabbed the key and couldn't help but get angry again, "Can you stop being so stubborn and holding on even after this?" "I didn't hold on." An Ran said, "It's really good for me to live in the dormitory now." "Eight people squeeze into a 30-square-meter room. They can take a shower and get hot water from the cafeteria downstairs. My Lulu won't even eat the food. Is this okay?" An Jing went crazy on the spot, "An Ran, How can you stop being so stubborn and go home early?" Lulu is Mrs. An’s dog that she keeps in the backyard. When she is in a good mood, she is allowed to let the servants clean her up and come to the front hall to play with her and play with her; when she is in a bad mood, or When there were guests at home, Lulu was asked to lock herself in the small room in the backyard and was not allowed to come to the front room. Because it makes noises, runs around, and sometimes is disobedient and barks at guests. After being reborn, An Ran went to the backyard to see Lulu many times. Every time, she found Lulu locked in a small room, leaning on the window and looking out. She had watery dog eyes. She was extremely focused and pitiful when looking at people. . "Go home. Is it a home I can go back to if I want to?" An Ran smiled softly. A pair of clear eyes were filled with wind and snow. Thinking of Lulu, she felt even worse. "Why can't I go back to my home?" An Jing found An Ran's stubbornness puzzling, "Wouldn't it be great if you sincerely apologize to your parents and say that you know you were wrong and you won't do anything they don't like in the future? " ——"Go buy another wig and wear it." "If you insist on thinking so." An Ran suppressed the smile on her face and said in a cold voice, "There is nothing to say between us." This person's self-righteous attitude is the most annoying sometimes. She turned her head and looked to the side. An Jing threw away the key in his hand angrily and yelled at her, "Anran, are you sick? No matter how I tell you, you can't explain it, right?" Who can't explain to whom?
An Ran sneered inwardly. "Didn't you just have a good talk? Why are you arguing again?" Hua Zhan was dumbfounded by the quarrel between these two people.
An Ran looked at the pink wall next to him with a calm expression and said nothing. His whole body, from his bones to his hair, was filled with coldness. An Jing clenched his fists and watched the anger in An Ran's eyes rising. Hua Zhan looked at the brother and sister who were fighting each other without taking a step back. He scratched his head anxiously, "Can't you understand each other and communicate well?" "I tried it." An Ran lowered his head and said softly, "It doesn't work." That's it again. It was the same in her previous life. Whenever she wanted to insist on something at home, she would go around and talk about it. In the end, she was the one who was asked to compromise. In the An family, no matter who she was with, as long as she had any disagreements or areas that needed to be reconciled, she would always be asked to apologize, correct, apologize, correct, apologize, correct... over and over again, without exception. It seemed that if her relationship with the An family wanted to be at peace and maintain harmony, she could only apologize and make things right. Why? Why should she apologize, compromise, and correct whenever something happens? Did they just force her to take her home and raise her? Was she really wrong? Where did she go wrong?
She just wants to live according to her own wishes, that's all! Not even? Fuck you! All the An family members who live in dog days should die. An Ran closed her eyes, took a deep breath for a minute, turned around and left without looking at An Jing. "An Ran!" An Jingqi yelled on the spot, "Stop!" An Ran kept walking as if there was a dog barking behind her. An Jing was going crazy. Seeing that An Ran had no intention of stopping, he strode towards her. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed An Ran's arm and said, "Why are you leaving? We haven't finished talking yet." "I have nothing to talk about with you." Thanks to the many tortures in his previous life, he has trained himself to be calmer the more he meets crazy people. "What do you mean you have nothing to talk to me about?" An Jingqi's voice changed. "I'm doing this for your own good. Do you understand?" "Really?" An Ran looked sideways at An Jing and sneered, her eyes full of sarcasm, "I'm sorry, I really don't understand." "..." An Jing. "Forget it, An Jing." An Ran reached out to cover An Jing's arm, "We really can't talk." 1314