The history of the miser's struggle

, He really regards me as a friend. "

Yang Jian could guess how shocked Cui Yun was when he heard his confession.That person never allowed any deviation in his life plan, so how could he be influenced by Wu Suhua?Cui Yun rejected him in the most decisive way, expressing his disgust, suspecting that he had contracted an unclean disease, and intending to spread it to other people in the dormitory.

He basically didn't care about the latter matters, the speed at which rumors spread was unimaginable.

"I saw you in the dormitory when I returned the book last time. Is it because of Cui Yun?" Yang Jian said cautiously.

"I want to apologize to him and be friends with him in the future."

Yang Jian looked at him with sympathy.

Wu Suhua also saw this kind of sympathy, and twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, "Do you also think my idea is too naive?"

"Then where do you live now?" Yang Jian changed the subject.Wu Suhua was dressed very stylishly, and it could be seen that he paid attention to his image, but the clothes on his body were also brands that ordinary students could afford.The housing prices in this city are so high, and the rent for renting a house is also ridiculously expensive. Yang Jian plans to earn money and save money from now on. It would be best to live in a dormitory at a cheap price.

"Live with my cousin."

Yang Jian instinctively realized that the unknown origin of this cousin was very suspicious, but they were just acquainted classmates, so it was hard to say anything, just watched Wu Suhua round up his dusty pillow and quilt, and throw it in the garbage at the corner of the corridor Next to the bucket, and dragged the mattress over there.

"Aren't you going to throw it all away?" Yang Jian asked looking at his back.

"There is everything over there, and these things are useless."

Wu Suhua dragged a box out from under the bed and stuffed the books into it.

"It seems like it's none of my business."

"That," Wu Suhua opened his cabinet with some embarrassment, pointed to the laptop inside and said, "Can you get this there for me? Otherwise, I have to run twice."

At that time, a laptop computer was not a must-have for every college student. Wu Suhua’s economic conditions were much better than Yang Jian’s judgment at the beginning. Yang Jian thought, maybe he might not live in a cousin’s house, and he could afford to rent a house. Rent.

He walked over to pick up the computer, Wu Suhua held the box full of books in both hands, and the two walked down the dormitory building side by side.

The sky had always been gloomy, but at this moment, small snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky. Yang Jian walked silently, occasionally glancing at the snow-wet asphalt road in front of him.In the past month, he has been too tense. No matter what he does, he has a strong purpose. Although he enriches his heart, he is inevitably at a loss. It seems that he is reborn to make up for past mistakes. What is the meaning of such a life?At this moment, when she was helping her classmates without any motivation, Yang Jian gradually became clearer and more stable in her heart.

4. My cousin...

Wu Suhua looked at him secretly, and finally couldn't help but say, "You are really strange."

"why?"

"Others are afraid that it will be too late to hide from me, but you are willing to help me move things."

"Do you feel inferior because you are different from others?" Yang Jian asked suddenly.

Wu Suhua laughed, "No one is more noble than anyone else."

"Then why can't I help you move things?"

Wu Suhua smiled, "Aren't you afraid that I will entangle you?"

Knowing that he was joking, Yang Jian also smiled and said, "Didn't you say you like Cui Yun?"

Although Wu Suhua didn't say anything, the gloom in his eyes couldn't be concealed.After he moved out, everyone thought it was to facilitate his chaotic private life, but no one knew that he liked that top student.

"I don't like it now, otherwise why would I tell you." Wu Suhua said lightly.

Yang Jian laughed it off, he didn't believe Wu Suhua's self-deprecating explanation.They didn't know anything about the dormitory next door back then, which shows how deeply Wu Suhua hid Cui Yun's name.Even if the other party slanders him like that, Wu Suhua can't hate him and don't want to drag him into trouble.

Back then, Yang Jian didn't talk so much to Wu Suhua.

They walked into an old-looking residential area. Wu Suhua put the box on the ground, pushed open the rusty iron gate, turned to Yang Jian and said, "This is it."

Yang Jian followed him into the first doorway, which was dimly lit.

Wu Suhua stopped on the left side of the second floor, put down the suitcase again, and reached into his coat pocket to feel for the key, making a rustling sound.

For some reason, Yang Jian remembered this scene for a long time. Wu Suhua was like a 40-year-old neighbor who came home from get off work and stood at the door to touch the keys. His simple life was indescribably plain and natural.

Even in the cusp of rumors, Yang Jian can live a contented life, which Yang Jian sincerely admires.

"Come in." Wu Suhua greeted him.

The iron anti-theft door was pulled open with a loud noise, and a wooden door inside seemed to be unlocked and could be opened with a single push.Yang Jian walked into the entrance. On one side was the wall, the color of which was so dim that it was no longer recognizable. On the other side, there was a half window on the partition wall of the kitchen, which cast extremely limited light.

"It's so old." Yang Jian sighed softly.

"No way, the rent is so expensive, so I have to find some old houses." Wu Suhua replied behind him. "The landlord immigrated, and he just collected some rent, otherwise I couldn't afford it."

He was talking about me, not us.

Yang Jian thought, maybe she was thinking too much.He walked through the long and narrow entrance, there was no hall, and there was a bedroom on the left and right at the end.

"The left is my room, and the right is my cousin's."

The door was not locked, so Yang Jian pushed the door open and saw a bedroom that could almost be described as simple.A wooden bed not much better than the one in the dormitory, a wardrobe with peeling paint, a set of wooden tables and chairs, and nothing else.The room was connected to the balcony, most of the light was blocked by the light-colored curtains. There was a strong contrast between the old feeling of the room and Wu Suhua's bright appearance, which surprised Yang Jian for a while.

"Is this your bedroom?"

"Yes." Wu Suhua said, put the box full of books on the table, and turned on the lamp beside him.Under the shroud of yellow light, the room suddenly felt warm.

Yang Jian put the laptop on his bed and smiled at him, "The task is done, I'm leaving first."

"So anxious, do you still have to go to tutoring at night?"

"That's not necessary, but those who want to eat in the small cafeteria, there are not many people in the school now, and the cafeteria is open for a short time, so there will be nothing to eat if you go late."

"Why don't you wait for my cousin to come back and let him treat you to dinner?" Wu Suhua suddenly approached and said to him with a smile.

Yang Jian was taken aback by his sudden kindness, "No need?"

"My cousin thinks that I must be isolated when I move out, but I don't want him to know about these messy things. You are a good person, do it to the end, please help, let him see that I don't have no friends, so I don't worry too much."

"Does he know about you?" Yang Jian asked cryptically.

"I haven't told him, but I've never had a girlfriend. Walking on the street, I see more men than women. He can probably guess some."

"He doesn't want to live with you for this matter?"

"Maybe," Wu Suhua smiled helplessly, "He knows that I'm out to live, and no matter what the conditions are, he will definitely move here, saying that he will share the rent for me, but I know he must be worried about me. After all, everyone I think this is abnormal, and my cousin also hopes that I can go back to the path of normal people."

Yang Jian nodded in agreement, "If you can turn around, it's better not to go all the way to the end."

This was his own lesson of blood and tears, but it sounded more like a casual and superficial argument, which was completely unconvincing at the moment. After saying that, Yang Jian himself laughed, "I am a person who speaks without thinking, don't mind."

Wu Suhua shook his head and said with a smile, "Cousin sometimes persuades me in this way."

Yang Jian couldn't help being a little curious about the cousin he was talking about, "You have a very good relationship with your cousin."

"Yeah, we grew up together, just like brothers."

At this time, there was a loud sound of pushing and pulling the iron door outside, Wu Suhua glanced at Yang Jian quickly, and said, "Cousin is back, you must help me take cover."

Yang Jian responded with a smile, turned around and saw the half-covered bedroom door was pushed open, and a young man with snowflakes on his short coat and wool cap came in amidst the cold air outside.

"Hey, you brought your classmates back to play today?" The tone sounded like he was talking to a child, but the meaning of the joke was heavy, and he didn't look like a serious person.

"Cousin, this is my classmate Yang Jian, and this is my cousin Lin Jianan." Wu Suhua hastily stepped forward to introduce.

Yang Jian smiled generously, and said hello, "Hello, I live in the dormitory next door to Wu Suhua, and I haven't left since the holiday, so I just came to help him move."

"Hello, thank you." Cousin Lin took off his hat and was about to reach out his hand, but found that his hand was covered with snowflakes, and it was hard to shake hands again, so he shook the snowflakes on his hat with a smile.

Only then did Yang Jian see his appearance clearly.

Lin Jianan looked very young, as if he was two years younger than Yang Jian before he was reborn, which was no different from Yang Jian's imagination.But there is a kind of sharpness in his eyes, and there is a bit of heroism between his brows, which is the elite temperament that only a mature society will have.When he smiled at Wu Suhua, his expression was very gentle.

"It's cold, let's go out to eat hot pot, and chat while eating." Wu Suhua suggested, then looked back at Yang Jian expectantly and said, "Are you okay?"

Someone invites you to dinner, why not go?Yang Jian followed them downstairs, it was already night, but the snow made the sky brighter than usual,