Suppress me, mark me [rebirth]

After the meal, Wen Yanwan cleared the table.

He looked at the mirror-like dinner plate in his hand, as if it had been licked by a dog. He was surprised no matter how he looked at it, and couldn't help but be speechless: "Am I raising a house full of animals?"

Wow, how dare you scold them!

Shi Xuerong had completely grasped Wen Yanwan's Achilles' heel, and she was shocked immediately: "Brother Yan, how could you scold Chao Sheng like that!"

Wen Yanwan: "..."

Come on, when he didn't say anything.

Empty the bones on the table into the trash can, Wen Yanwan was about to take the plate back to the kitchen when an old hand snatched it away.

Wen Yanwan immediately grabbed that hand and snatched the dinner plate back from grandma, helplessly: "Grandma, don't clean up, I'll do it."

"It's okay, I'll help you..."

"Please, grandma, don't rob me of this. I can't cook the rice, but I can always wash the dishes."

"Hey, you kid..."

Ignoring the other party's yelling, Wen Yanwan forced her grandma back to sit on the sofa, wiped her hands with toilet paper, and said to Lu Chaosheng: "You catch her and stop her from moving around, do you understand?"

Grandma was unhappy: "What do you mean I'm not allowed to move around, you treat me as a child?"

"Hey, you're right. You're just an old kid." Wen Yanwan smiled at grandma, then turned to Lu Chaosheng, "Then I'll trouble you."

Lu Chaosheng nodded.

After hesitating for two seconds, he tentatively stretched out his hand again and grabbed grandma's wrist.

Thin and dry, but warm.

As warm as Wen Yanwan's hand.

After a slight pause for two seconds, Lu Chaosheng raised his eyes and nodded again: "Yes."

Really "caught" her.

"Oh, it's summer, why are your child's hands so cold, let grandma warm you up."

Before Lu Chaosheng could react, grandma wrapped Lu Chaosheng's hands tightly in her own with her backhand.

For a moment, Lu Chaosheng felt that his hands were covered by two dry warm babies.

Endless warmth overflowed from the dry skin that was tightly attached to him, and then all of it penetrated into his skin, and then flowed into the heart along the blood.

Although she was so thin that only a layer of skin remained, she seemed to contain the energy of the entire world.

It was this energy that supported Wen Yanwan's nearly eighteen-year-old youth.

It is the energy from loved ones.

It was also a temperature that Lu Chaosheng had never experienced before.

This feeling was really strange. In an instant, Lu Chaosheng's whole body was stiff, like a kitten caught by a beast, and he dared not move.

Wen Yanwan was almost mesmerized by the interaction between the two of them. Seeing Lu Chaosheng's cute face, his palms were itchy

So obedient, so cute, like rua.

Wen Yanwan raised her hand, intending to rub Lu Chaosheng's soft hair, but suddenly remembered that she had just wiped the table and hadn't washed her hands yet, so she gave a "tsk" sound and put her hand down again depressingly.

Li Ruiyuan shouted from behind: "Brother Yan, where is your broom, let me sweep the floor for you!"

"It's on the balcony, look for it," Wen Yanwan replied back, thought for a while, then turned around, "Forget it, I'll get it for you."

Half an hour later, Wen Yanwan came out after washing the dishes, only to find that the living room was empty and the TV was turned off.

"Well, where are people?"

There was a loud noise from grandma's room, Wen Yanwan raised her eyes, and saw Li Ruiyuan blocking the doorway, dancing and talking.

Looking inwards, the narrow room was packed to the brim, full of people, it was bustling like never before.

Wen Yanwan walked over, put his arm on Li Ruiyuan's shoulder casually, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Brother Yan, you finally came out," Li Ruiyuan immediately gestured excitedly, "Grandma Yan just sorted out a lot of beautiful little things, and we discussed that we will go to the downtown square to sell them tonight."

Hearing this, Wen Yanwan's eyelids twitched: "Are you going to set up a street stall?"

When the words came out, the expressions were a little weird.

"Yes, set up a street stall!" Li Ruiyuan didn't notice Wen Yanwan's mistake, he was still yelling, "I remember when I was in elementary school, I could see it every day after school, there were old men and women setting up street stalls in the small alleys by the roadside , Unfortunately, I am the driver picking up and dropping off, so I can’t go shopping. I can only see what strange things my classmates brought every day. Playing on the stall... Wow, that day was really heaven!"

"I know that," Lan Jingyun in the house heard and interjected, "We also sell them in front of the school, just some beautiful marbles, cards, paper stickers, dinosaur eggs, rainbow circles, bubble gum and so on."

Li Ruiyuan: "Actually, these are all good. The one that impresses me the most is the little man who looks like plasticine. You hold it in your hand and slam it against the door, and it can 'snap, slap, slap' from the wall." Turning it down, I remember that every time class is over, there are always a group of people who take their own villains to compete to stick to the door of the classroom, now that I think about it, it’s really fucking crazy hahaha!"

"Tsk, our class is also like this," Lan Jingyun complained, "Same world, same elementary school."

"So what's that thing called?" Shi Xuerong couldn't remember clearly, her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, "Rubber man? Spiderman?"

Jian Fanxing: "It's Wall Creeper, right?"

"Yes, yes, it's a name!" Li Ruiyuan was excited, "I swore at that time that when I grow up, I must go out and set up a street stall!...Don't laugh, at that time I really thought that setting up a street stall What, it's really cool!"

"I'm not wrong in this world." Shi Xuerong looked back with a look of embarrassment, "When I was a child, I also dreamed of growing up and setting up a street stall."

She paused for a moment, then whispered again: "...Woo, actually I still have some thoughts now."

Not hearing Shi Xuerong's muttering, Jian Fanxing was amazed: "Unexpectedly, your dreams are quite down-to-earth."

Is this still the Young Master and Missy he knows?

"Hey," Li Ruiyuan spread his hands, "Who doesn't have an ignorant and simple second-year student?"

A group of people chatted enthusiastically, but Wen Yanwan in front of the room breathed a sigh of relief.

In his previous life, for the sake of face, he was gentle and courteous to everyone, and tried his best to act like a good old man. Also for the sake of face, he didn't have a true friend.

Because he is afraid.

He is afraid that his family conditions will be known, and he is afraid that his image in the hearts of others will be shattered.

When his scumbag father came to the door, he really answered his worries

During the years when he was taken back by Wen's family, he was often disliked by that family.

At this moment, Wen Yanwan once again confirmed his stupidity.

The world is so big, but there are still a few scumbags.

For my so-called self-esteem, I made myself so tired, and I complained all day long, bitter and bitter, why bother?

How silly.

Wen Yanwan took a deep breath, as if she had vomited out all the filth of her previous life, and felt that even her soul was much more relaxed.

Grandma is very good at needlework. When she was young, she worked in a textile factory and developed her ingenuity.

Later, she retired. In order to make money, she found acquaintances in the factory and picked up the odds and ends that they didn't want. Lots of nice little crafts.

Wen Yanwan roughly counted, and there are still twenty or thirty unsold ones at home.

He put the things away in the trolley, put them by the door, and told his grandmother: "When this one is sold out, you are not allowed to set up a street stall anymore, you understand?"

During this time, Wen Yanwan has been chattering a lot, and now grandma has a headache when she hears his voice, she quickly waved her hands: "Oh, I got it, I got it."

How could this child, at such a young age, be able to talk better than an old man like her.

I was full at noon, and I was not very hungry at night, so Jian Fanxing found noodles from the refrigerator and shared a little bit for each of them.

So far, all the grain storage in Wen Yanwan's family has been exhausted, and it is really clean.

While washing the dishes, Wen Yanwan couldn't help shaking his head and sighing - he didn't have much money at first, and if he came here twice, he wouldn't have to work.

The square is quite close. Go out from Shinan Road and cross the road. Everyone intends to walk there directly to digest food.

At night, the neon lights are gradually lit up, the streets are full of traffic, pedestrians are bustling, the sky is dotted with stars, and it is submerged by the brilliance of the world, leaving only a little bit of starlight.

Li Ruiyuan couldn't stay idle, and took the initiative to take on the task of pulling the trolley. Passing a cobblestone road, the wheels made a "bang bang" sound, and almost knocked out the things inside. Shi Xuerong hurried up to support it.

"Hey, be careful, it's about to spill!"

The cloth bag tied to the car was opened, and the beads exposed inside were crystal clear, shining brightly under the light of the street lamps, more beautiful than the stars in the sky.

Most girls can't stand the temptation of shiny things, Shi Xuerong couldn't help feeling: "It's so beautiful..."

"I also think," Lan Jingyun agreed, "the little bracelet made by Grandma Yan looks better than the diamond necklace my mother just bought a few days ago."

"Hey, what are you talking about? These are all cheap things of mine. They can't compare with real diamonds." Grandma shook her head when she was praised, and laughed again. "If you like it, each of you can take one."

Shi Xuerong's eyes widened immediately: "Really?"

Grandma waved her hand: "Take it, take it, it's not worth a lot of money, just take it if you like it."

Shi Xuerong immediately rushed forward: "Ah, then I'll be rude!"

Li Ruiyuan hurriedly protected the small cart, yelling: "Hey, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, it's about to fall!"

Everyone stopped at the side of the road, picking and picking around the tattered carts.

They are all their own things, nothing unusual, Wen Yanwan didn't go up to join in the fun, just put his hands in his pockets, and lazily stood by to watch.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Lu Chaosheng standing beside him without any movement.

He touched the opponent twice with his elbow and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you want to pick one?"

Lu Chaosheng said softly, "No."

Wen Yanwan stared at his fair face under the street lamp, and suddenly wanted to join in the fun again.

Wen Yanwan touched him again with her elbow, and Wen Yanwan said in a low voice, "Why don't I pick one for you, and you pick one for me?"

Lu Chaosheng looked sideways at him.

"Go pick one, huh?"

"..."

After a while, Lu Chaosheng still raised his steps.

Next to the cart.

Li Ruiyuan picked out a small blue dragonfly, Da Jinwen picked out a blue pony, Shi Xuerong and Lan Jingyun picked out a pink butterfly and a small purple bracelet respectively.

Jian Fanxing is actually not very interested in such shiny things. He glanced around, and was about to pick up a small yellow flower basket, when something was stuffed into his palm, which was icy cold.

He bowed his head. He was a red panda in black and white, with a naive and cute appearance.

Da Jinwen said, "You take this."

Jian Fanxing wondered: "Why?"

Hearing that Da Jinwen lowered his eyelashes.

He adjusted his glasses silently, solemnly: "Because it's a treasure."

It is a treasure, the treasure of the country.

You are also a baby, our baby.

I don't know if Jian Fanxing understood, but his cheeks slowly turned red again.

Wen Yanwan was stunned listening to it, thinking, he didn't realize that the squad leader was a moron.

If you don't flirt, it's fine. Once you flirt, it's amazing.

Looking back at the cloth bag containing the ornaments, Wen Yanwan glanced around, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a snow-white color, paused slightly, and reached out to take it out.

Back to Lu Chaosheng, before Wen Yanwan could speak, a hard object was stuffed into his arms.

"Give you."

Wen Yanwan hurriedly took it, it was a flower, the petals were tight and round, the whole body was as bright red as blood, strange and blurred.

Noble, gorgeous, the embodiment of angels and devils, breathtaking beauty.

Once contaminated, it will be like swallowing drugs, and you will fall into the abyss of eternal sleep.

Also, the love of death.

"This is... Poppy?" Wen Yanwan was surprised for a moment, paused, and then smiled, "Coincidentally, what I gave you is also a flower."

Wen Yanwan spread out his hands, and a snow-white flower suddenly bloomed in his palm.

The transparent beads are connected in series, and the petals are woven with tough fishing thread, spreading out wantonly around.

The inner flower core is silver-gray and gorgeous, with broken diamonds inlaid in it faintly. The inflorescence is as white as snow.

It is a snow lotus.

The flower language of snow lotus - tenacity, hope, and pure white love.

You give me the love of death, and I give you the love of pure white. Even if you end up dying, I hope your eyes will always be clean, as pure and flawless as a boy.

"How is it, does it look good?"

Lu Chaosheng remained silent.

After a while, he slowly opened his lips.

"Well," he said softly, "it's pretty."

Wen Yanwan quietly stared at his light-colored eyes under the light, and the cool color overflowed from them, flowing like starlight.

He nodded: "Indeed, it looks good."

The author has something to say: Da Jinwen, be more confident and remove the "we" from "we".

And, Wen Yanwan, please confess quickly, thank you.