expired brother

When Ruan Fangyu came home at night, Grandma had cooked taro and was waiting for him at the dinner table.The tungsten lamp hangs above the head, the aroma of cooking taro and the white steam are transpiring, and the small living room is filled with warm light.

He straightened his messy hair at the door, tightened his torn neckline, and cleared his mind before entering the door.His sight suddenly lit up, filled with warmth. "Grandma. Did you change the light bulb?"

Grandma was sitting at the table with a tin lamp hanging, peeling boiled taro. "Your third teacher said that the light is not on. You are tired from doing your homework at night, so I asked him to change it for you."

Facing the light, Ruan Fangyu looked at the translucent logo on the bottom of the light bulb, and the cross scars on her neck were reflected more and more clearly.It's a 50-watt bulb, the original one was only 25 watts, and the voice was a little hoarse. "It's quite bright."

The alpha pheromone that bared its teeth and claws burst into its breath, and grandma turned her head in the direction where Ruan Fangyu was standing. "Fighting again?" Her eyeballs were infected in the early years, and a thick layer of white cloud formed. The whites of the eyes are indistinguishable from the pupils, like old white candles.Ruan Fangyu knew she couldn't see, but she still felt guilty when she was looked at by those unfocused eyes, and her body froze. "No." He pretended to be relaxed and said, "I didn't fight, I just met an Alpha in the susceptible period on the street and got some pheromones." dissipate.

Grandma nodded, not sure if she believed it, and said in an old man's slow tone: "The pheromone in this flower is not common." She is old and has a lot of experience, so she can smell this unusual smell.

Ruan Fangyu stopped talking, thinking that she didn't pay attention to Zhang Xinghang's pheromone varieties.

He put the bag on the table and opened it.Grandma smelled a different scent in the dense steam from the taro. "You bought something again." The tone was helpless and distressed. "I told you a long time ago, don't buy me anything, save the money you earn, and use it for college later." She couldn't see her appearance, but she also knew that her hair had already turned white.Every old man fears that he will become an increasingly useless burden.Grandma hopes that all the money Ruan Fangyu earns can be spent on himself to prepare for the future.

"I didn't buy it." Ruan Fangyu used to bring things back often, evading the free meals in the store.The takeaway bag was snatched out of the bag, separated by kraft paper, the eggs gave off a fishy smell when they were cold, and the bag was soaked with tomato sauce. "Given to me by my classmate."

There is a broken wooden desk in front of the window, and you can see the dark night at the entrance of the alley. It is the desk where Ruan Fangyu studies on weekdays.He folded and pushed the rolled roll aside, skillfully rolled up a stack of used calculation paper as a support, and dried the package.Ruan Fangyu went to the washbasin at the door to wash his hands, and went into the house to heat up a pot with the gas stove in the corner. "A classmate bought too much and couldn't eat it, so he gave it to me."

Zhang Xinghang over-ordered food and didn't want to be responsible, so he grabbed him by the waist and forced him to take it away.Ruan Fangyu wanted to throw it away after leaving the community, but the frugal habits he developed since childhood prevented him from wasting innocent food.

Grandma touched the five or six lunch boxes in the bag with her bony hands, knowing that he would not spend so much money just to tell a lie, she seemed to understand and nodded. "Then did you thank me?"

In her eyes, Ruan Fangyu has always been the child who needed to be taught when she was a child, and she has to remind even this little thing.

Ruan Fangyu was holding the pot, and the bruise on the back of the shirt was sore. She subconsciously licked the corner of her lips, and there was a bloody pain.

Before leaving, Zhang Xinghang went crazy as expected, the room was full of pheromone suppression, put his knee on his lower back, forced him down on the sofa, and made an absurd request to buy him.Ruan Fangyu gritted her teeth and refused, was forced to bite her glands, and kissed frantically.

His thoughts were pulled back by the sound of sizzling oil, Ruan Fangyu lifted the pot away from the flame with one hand, poured cold rice into it and stir-fried. "Thanks."

Thank you not only to him, but also to his whole family.

The oily smoke rises, smoky, and the hut is filled with a refreshing oily fragrance.Grandma stopped peeling the taro and listened intently for a while. Although Ruan Fangyu's cooking skills were not as good as those of the Manchu Banquet, the home-cooked dishes were very delicious. She coaxed, "Ruan Ruan will be a chef in the future."

"I'm not a chef." Ruan Fangyu held the pot with one hand, the outline of the shoulder blades of the young man was very clear due to his emaciation, he poured the fried rice into two bowls and brought it to the table. "I will be a doctor in the future."

Ruan Fangyu's ideal is to be a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded.He casually straightened the lamp above his head that was shaken by the wind blowing in from the crack of the door, sat astride and handed chopsticks to Grandma, pushed the hot water within her reach, took a bite of rice, and supplemented it with resentment. "Specialized in the treatment of madness."

The moon was shining outside the window, and the alley fell into a dead silence. Ruan Fangyu was lying on the bed, the wound on the back of her neck was still hurting, and she couldn't help but recall the thrilling scenes during the day.

Zhang Xinghang's madness was expected and reasonable.He stopped him suddenly, clamped his chin, and peeled off his shirt to force a kiss.Ruan Fangyu was pinned down, biting the scarred back of her neck...

Ruan Fangyu has always hated Zhang Xinghang, disgusted, disgusted, and even disgusted.But at that moment, Zhang Xinghang bit the flesh and blood on the back of his neck. Unlike three years ago, his whole body seemed to be shattered with a layer of fragile skin. In addition to hatred and panic, there was an unprecedented indulgence in his heart.

Not to be outdone, he grabbed the opponent's hair and tore the Alpha gland with his hands full of blood.Teeth rubbing and colliding, they seem to be crazy, trying to put each other to death, rolling between the narrow sofas, torturing each other, gasping for breath...

At that moment, he belongs to himself, he can vent with all his strength, without holding back, without any worries, he can be his own master.

The moonlight Xila outside the window, Ruan Fangyu looked at the colorless ceiling, feeling like she was crazy.

In the early morning of the next day, Ruan Fangyu woke up with a strange feeling in her heart, as if she fell into a small stone, it didn't hurt but she panicked.He unscrewed the bulb and went out to buy a 25-watt one from Xu Jiansan at the canteen in the alley.Aunt Wu Li beckoned him to take two warm steamed buns back, Ruan Fangyu smiled and waved her hand to decline.

The narrow alley is full of heat, steaming early-morning shops on both sides of the pancakes, fried cakes, and tofu nao, fruit sellers squatting on the ground selling goods from semi-old cardboard boxes, shoe repairers with their heads down and hammering a high-heeled shoe with a small hammer On the railway... Ruan Fangyu walked from one end of the narrow alley to the other, feeling a little calmer in his heart, shuttling through the city, full of smoke and smoke, and greeting neighbors acquaintedly, this is his 17 years of life.It wasn't really him who made all those crazy moves yesterday.

When Ruan Fangyu entered, Grandma just got up, and the small door of the corner compartment rubbed against the ground, making a rattling sound.A small single room was set up in the house of less than [-] square meters. Grandma lived inside, and Ruan Fangyu lived outside. The outside included Ruan Fangyu's bedroom, kitchen, and dining room for all activities.Pots, pans and pans are piled up with all kinds of supplies needed for daily life, which is a bit crowded.

Grandma sat at the table, while Ruan Fangyu made breakfast in the corner kitchen.The door was left open, letting in the morning coolness.Grandma's face was facing the door, her gray hair trembled in the breeze. "Ruan Ruan, is the weather good today?"

Ruan Fangyu turned her head when the hot oil splattered, and said casually, "It's pretty good."

The onions were fried in the pot, and the cooked noodles were full of fragrance. Ruan Fangyu ate two bowls early in the morning.

Zhang Xinghang's phone next to the pillow vibrated and the screen lit up.He touched his eyes, blurred a gap to check.It's a WeChat notification—the other party, Xilili, has agreed to your friend application, come and start chatting!

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