Indiscriminate

shook his head.

"Students are nothing. We have several models here who are part-time students!" The manager instructed the secretary next to him to hand over the wallet to Shi Shilei with his eyes, and leaned forward to the desk. Make the most of your worth. Working here, you might be able to redeem things someday.”

Shi Shilei took the money and said, "I sold these, not pawned them. I don't want to redeem them either. Thank you."

"Brother, you saved a lot of money to buy those lenses, did you really sell them like this?" Chang Ke said the same thing that he asked countless times when he walked all the way just after he came out of the studio.

Shi Shilei stuffed the bundle of money into his backpack, and said indifferently: "Now you know that I have good intentions, don't you? Stop telling me about dropping out of school to make money, and study hard."

Chang Ke froze in place, and only trotted after Shi Shilei reached the bus stop.

Originally, he planned to deposit the money in the bank after getting the money, but when the bus passed the bank, Shi Shilei saw a few blind people sitting at the door.With a heavy heart, he hugged his backpack and just missed the stop.

Chang Ke stared at him from time to time along the way, but Shi Shilei didn't want to talk to him.

After a while, Chang Ke stood up and gave up his seat to the old man, which brought Shi Shilei back to his senses.

He raised his head and saw that Chang Ke was squeezed to another place by several passengers, so he rubbed his tense face with his hands, took out his cell phone from his pocket and sent Fu Qinruo a message.

doing what? ——He rubbed his eyes, still deleted some of the scribbled information, added a particle, and replaced it with another punctuation mark.

Fu Qinruo should not be outside, and the reply quickly jumped out of the screen: still making that fan.

Shi Shilei was extremely surprised: Are you still in Shaoxing?

Well, I haven't had time to write the poem yet.Fu Qinruo said.

His heart suddenly jumped hard, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously: What did you write?Is it finished?

But Fu Qinruo's reply was as concise as ever, as if he was right in front of his eyes with his lowered eyebrows and nodding expression: yes.

Shi Shilei held back a smile: Here comes the picture~

This time, not long after, Fu Qinruo sent a picture.

It is a fan painted with misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, which fits exactly with the umbrella of that umbrella, but because it is not written by the same person, Shi Shilei can feel the difference in painting method and artistic conception between the two.As expected, this painting was painted by Fu Qinruo. The Jiangnan in his pen is gentle and gloomy, but there is a sliver of sunshine in the sky.

Shi Shilei opened the big picture to see the poem written on it clearly.

He has never seen Fu Qinruo write a complete poem by himself, and he always writes half of it by himself and gives it to him to finish the pen.Or leave the last sentence to him, and wait for him to say it unforgettable.

For a poem of Qijue, Fu Qinruo used his best handwriting, Qingyuan Xiaosan, with elegant characters and strong strokes.And what he wrote, also washed away the lead, leaving behind a cloud of misty rain and blue mud——

Nanke wakes up drunk and wakes up with a light case, and the thin rain soaks the green shirt.Just wait for him to look at the flowers and moonlit night, and take a look at the appearance of Jun Bandou.

He repeated the poem twice, and at the end, he couldn't help but frowned like Fu Qinruo often did.

Shi Shilei could even think of his back at his desk in the middle of the night, when the green light was still on, but he was also afraid that the bright moon outside the window would soak his spring clothes.

A person completely different from him, a world completely different from him.

Shi Shilei sniffed, and still laughed at him: drunkard.

Almost half a second apart, he continued: Fu Qinruo, I miss you so much.

Seeing that even he was about to start school, Shi Shilei knew that he could no longer keep Chang Ke by his side, and even if he had to be chased away, he would have to be driven back.

Fan Lingtian disappeared for the entire winter vacation, and finally sent Shi Shilei a message when school was about to start.After chatting for more than ten minutes, he told Shi Shilei that he broke up with his boyfriend.Shi Shilei was so startled that he dropped his phone into the Zhajiang noodles, and quickly picked it up with a yell.

"Brother, let me clean it for you. You eat." Before Shi Shilei got up, Chang Ke had already taken his mobile phone and walked to the sink.

Shi Shilei was baffled, seeing that he was so proactive, he ignored him and just ate his noodles with his head down, thinking about how this pair who were flirting all day could break up.

It's really strange, what opportunity?what reason?

He wanted to ask when the phone came back, but he had eaten half of the noodles, and Shi Shilei didn't see Chang Ke coming back.He had a bad idea, got up and walked over to have a look, and sure enough, he saw Chang Ke hiding behind the curtain and peeking at his message.

Shi Shilei's heart was blocked, but he sat back calmly.

When the fried sauce noodles were about to bottom out, Chang Ke's voice came from behind, and said in a normal tone: "Some sauce fell into the charging port, and it took a long time to wipe."

"Oh, thank you." Shi Shilei took the phone back and put it in his pocket.

Chang Ke looked down at him for a while, then sat back and continued eating noodles.

Shi Shilei stirred the few noodles in the bowl twice, and said, "Ke Ke, I start school the day after tomorrow. I'll buy you a plane ticket tonight, and you can fly back. No matter what, you still need to read books, and at least you need to work if you want to work." Wait until you graduate from high school? Now that you don’t even have a high school diploma, how can you find a job?”

Holding the disposable foam bowl, Chang Ke ate a few mouthfuls of noodles without making a sound.

He made up his mind to let Chang Ke go, he took a deep breath in his heart, put down his chopsticks, and said earnestly: "Look at who makes a lot of money now, doesn't he have a degree? Even if he didn't study at the beginning, he will still study later. .”

"Li Ka-shing doesn't exist." Chang Ke retorted in a relaxed tone.

Seeing his casual appearance, Shi Shilei's good temper was exhausted all of a sudden, but he still endured it and said, "How many Li Ka-shings are there in the world? What was the age when he made his fortune, and what is it now? Didn't you Look at his sons? They all studied abroad."

Chang Ke suddenly raised his eyes, and said with confidence: "When you were working part-time, you didn't even go to high school, so you made a lot of money, wearing famous brands, using famous brands, and supporting the few of us to study."

Shi Shilei was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he said impatiently: "You don't understand anything at all."

"What do I not understand?" Chang Ke asked further.

He didn't want to explain these things to Chang Ke, so he pouted.

Chang Ke stopped eating noodles, lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "I know, you think I can't do the work you do. But, I don't think so."

Hearing this, Shi Shilei suddenly opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what he heard.Seeing this young man who could only be regarded as clean, Shi Shilei really didn't know how hot-headed he was to say such a thing, he gritted his teeth and said, "Chang Ke, I think you came here to make trouble for me on purpose. What the hell are you doing?" What do you want?"

"It's nothing." Chang Ke sighed heavily, with a serious expression, "You did so much for me before, and now that I've grown up, I have to do something for you."

"Who wants your help? Which eye of yours sees that I am for you?" Shi Shilei couldn't help laughing, as if he had heard the Arabian Nights, "Besides, can you help me with something? What do you want to do, what is the wrong path?" I don’t even know how far I’ve come, and I still help me with things. I don’t have to worry about food and clothing, but I don’t study hard, and I only want to make money.”

"I will help you pay off the debts you owe." Chang Ke's face turned livid, and he spoke righteously, "How can you take care of Xiaoqian if you don't make money?"

The question that I never wanted to ask in my heart finally got a definite answer from him at this moment, Shi Shilei immediately snorted coldly: "It really is that bitch, right?"

"Why do you say that about her?" Chang Ke's eyes were wide open, as if Shi Shilei had never said such a word or tone before—and he had never said that before, at least in front of Chang Ke.

Shi Shilei didn't think he had said anything serious, and even said it more bluntly: "She is, why can't I say it? Do you dare to say that she is not selling it? Or she is not selling it now, so you just support her?"

Chang Ke was trembling when he heard it, and his voice trembled accordingly: "Brother! Do you know how hard it has been for her after you left? She is alone with a child and works in a fast food restaurant. The monthly salary is not 2000 yuan. I can't even pay for the injections for sick children. If she doesn't..."

"Look, don't you?" Shi Shilei interrupted him, still leading the conversation to a more direct truth.

Seeing that Chang Ke's whole face was flushed with blood, he continued casually: "I tell you, selling is selling, and don't be afraid of others if you dare to do it. It's nothing to be particularly proud of, but it's not worthy of sympathy." mercy."

"That's your child!" Chang Ke immediately stood up and shouted loudly.

Shi Shilei raised his head impatiently, and was about to say something, but saw a light coming in from the door, and then he saw figures spreading in the room.

And he recognized this figure.