no longer ordinary friends

When Zhou Zhicheng rebelled in high school, Zhou's family was very worried about her. Zhou's father and Zhou's mother, who were doing small business overseas, worried that she would become a social girl. If she stopped studying, she would have to go abroad to work. Cai's grandmother was worried that she would get to know her later. A dubious man, if he is cheated, he will be doomed.

And Grandpa Zhou is only worried that his good granddaughter will be unhappy and healthy.

He saw that Zhou Zhicheng had dyed her pink hair, and her brows were knotted with distress: "Oh, the little girl looks pretty pink, but grandpa heard that this is going to be bleached, and the hair will break off, does it hurt? "

He pinched Zhou Zhicheng's manicure painted in dark gothic style again, with tears in his eyes: "Chengcheng, this black one is the same as being poisoned, can't it really be poisonous? Grandpa is so distressed."

"Grandpa, don't worry, if it's poisonous, if she poisons you, she won't poison herself." Zhou Bingcheng lay on the bamboo recliner, with one elbow resting lazily on the armrest, and the other Grabbing a handful of pistachios and eating them, his eyelids were half drooping, and his tone was cool.

Zhou Guohua became angry at once: "It's poisonous, you still have grandpa?" Without getting angry, he walked over and took away his pistachios, "Don't eat it, go cook for your sister .”

"They're all non-mainstream girls. The eldest sister of Nanri County is getting older, so she still needs a bite to eat at home?" Zhou Bingcheng also had enough pistachios, sat up straight, and reached for the Coke on the side of the cabinet.

Zhou Zhicheng looked at him and asked unhappily, "Why did you bring back a man?"

She looked at the other part of the living room. The tall but thin man was leaning on the recliner halfway, with a relaxed and enjoyable posture. He was watching TV when he heard someone mention him and turned his head.

Grandma Cai said that he had good facial features, and it was true.

Zhou Bingcheng took a sip of Coca-Cola and said nonchalantly, "What? I need your permission to bring a friend home?" He thought of something, and turned to stare at Zhou Zhicheng, "I heard that you were called a parent some time ago. Great, and learned how to fight in groups? It’s just right, I’ll bring someone back to help you fight.”

He said, stood up, walked to Jiang Xianghuai, put his arms around his shoulders, and forced his sister to him: "Jiang Xianghuai, she will be your sister from now on, half-brother and sister, I don't want this sister anymore, villager The non-mainstream dress is so ugly to my eyes."

Zhou Zhicheng was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

Hearing the words, Jiang Xianghuai smiled with widened eyebrows, thoughtfully: "That's my younger sister, it seems that I have to look a little like her."

The next day, Zhou Zhicheng got up and finished breakfast, Jiang Xianghuai was not around, only his brother Zhou Bingcheng was watching the canteen.

There are people coming and going in the canteen, so there is naturally a lot of gossip.

"Bingcheng is back? After graduating and flying a plane, I haven't even been on a plane before. You still have something to do."

"However, Bingcheng, you should also take care of your sister. A girl who dresses up like this, hangs out with the people of society, is not indiscreet, and can't read well. Otherwise, stop reading and get married early."

"That friend of yours is studying law? That's amazing, unlike your sister, who can't even read now."

Zhou Zhicheng stood inside the door, her eyes downcast, her fingers on her sides tightly clenched, silent, not daring to go out, her eyes fixed on the black manicure on her thumb.

The mouth of the throat seemed to be blocked by wet cotton.

The neighbors outside were still joking: "Whoever marries Bingcheng will be blessed. You are the only son, and you make a lot of money yourself. Old man Zhou's house and shop, as well as your parents' property, are also yours."

"I have a younger sister. I'm not the only child in the family. In our family, men and women are equal." Zhou Bingcheng's face darkened when he heard this, and he snorted, "Besides, Grandpa has already divided the property, and all his things will be given to him. It's Chengcheng's life."

"A Ming" is the pet name of the elders in Nanri County for the younger generation.

Zhou Bingcheng chewed gum in his mouth, and said casually: "As for my sister's dress, you don't understand. It's the gothic style that is popular this year, and it came from abroad. Beicheng also has this style. Why don't you be careful?" Check it out, you are too rustic and backward.”

The neighbor's eyes widened: "Don't lie to me, old man, those gangsters in the village are all dressed like Chengcheng... No, are they really dressed like this in Beicheng?"

Someone entered the store again.

Zhou Bingcheng made a "tsk" sound, and when he raised his head, the words he was going to say suddenly got stuck in his throat, and his movement of collecting money in his hands stopped, he opened his mouth, and his eyes widened a little.

"...Isn't it, good brother?"

Everyone was silent for a few seconds, even the air was silent, as if everyone had their vocal cords taken away.

After a while, Zhou Zhicheng heard Jiang Xiang's low voice with a smile on his face: "What's wrong? Isn't it good-looking?"

He just came back from the outside and stood by the threshold, slightly covering the light behind him. He smiled with pursed lips and wide eyes, but, who knows why he dyed his hair pink after going out for a while, and even put on a napkin? Finished earrings...

"Brother, you even dyed your nails black?" Zhou Bingcheng couldn't believe it.

I'm afraid Jiang Xianghuai is not crazy, but he has only been in Nanri County for a day or two, and he has been infected with non-mainstream?Is this thing still contagious?Is it the rebellious period of the older twenties?

Zhou Zhicheng stared at Jiang Xianghuai for a few seconds, knowing that he was imitating her.

It is obviously a slightly feminine pink hair and earrings, but it shows another kind of coldness on him. She has seen many hooligans wearing earrings, but no one can wear such expensive and elegant clothes like him. Abstinence, and a kind of wanton laxity.

Her heart was pounding uncontrollably.

The neighbor was stunned for a long time before he recognized that this was the Beicheng man brought back by Zhou Bingcheng, and he was so surprised that he said, "No, Beicheng people really like to dress up like this?"

Zhou Bingcheng opened his mouth and said, "That's right, look at my brother, the eighteen generations of his ancestors are all from Beicheng, and they all have the style of my sister."

Jiang Xianghuai was also very cooperative: "Gothic style."

After all the customers in the canteen had left, the smile on Zhou Bingcheng's face disappeared completely: "Jiang Xianghuai, are you okay?"

Jiang Xianghuai didn't answer. He saw Zhou Zhicheng behind the door, walked over and stood beside her.

The two have the same pink hair, the same one-sided earrings, the same non-mainstream black nails, and the same exaggerated outfits.

With raised eyebrows and eyes, he slowly curled his lips and said to Zhou Bingcheng: "My sister, does she look like her?"

Zhou Bingcheng looked at the two of them for a while: "Like, like, I packed it for you, and the task of tutoring her during the summer vacation is also entrusted to you."

Zhou Zhicheng couldn't describe how she felt at the time, only felt a surge of heat in her chest, the tip of her nose was slightly sore, and she was full of thoughts, and finally only one sentence was left——

He seemed to understand her thoughts and stood by her side, they were the same.

Jiang Xianghuai bent down, met her eyes, and smiled: "How is it? Am I so handsome?"

Zhou Zhicheng avoided his gaze uncomfortably, calmed down and pretended not to care: "It's so ugly."

Jiang Xianghuai laughed out loud: "Is it unreasonable, I am exactly like you now, are you also ugly?"

Zhou Zhicheng pursed his lips and remained silent.

Jiang Xianghuai rubbed her head again and again with his big palm, his voice was far away and close, as if he sighed: "It would be nice to have a brother who can teach you."

She deliberately retorted: "Not good, not good, not good, not good at all!"

After a long time, she found out that he once had an elder brother who loved him very much, but his elder brother passed away.

He is clumsily imitating his elder brother, putting it in his elder brother's cover, loving her, the younger sister forced to him by others, and healing the pain of losing his elder brother in his heart.

He didn't love her, rejected her confession, and didn't want to be with her openly, but he did give her "brother" love.

On the balcony of Kailun Law Firm.

Jiang Xianghuai looked back at Zhou Zhicheng, and suddenly asked her: "Have you received any birthday messages from me in the past few years?"

Zhou Zhicheng nodded. In the past few years, Jiang Xianghuai's birthday presents to her were all handed over by her brother. With the mentality of "don't want it for nothing", she accepted his gift with peace of mind.

"What about my birthday present?" Jiang Xianghuai raised the corners of his lips.

"No."

"I have no conscience. Fortunately, I have prepared birthday gifts for myself for several years." Jiang Xianghuai sighed deliberately, "Did you forget the pink hair I dyed for you? Action to save the rebellious girl."

Now Zhou Zhicheng is no longer the little girl who would be flustered casually because of his words. She reminded him: "My grandfather also dyed his hair at that time."

Jiang Xianghuai raised his eyebrows: "Grandpa was also dyed by me."

Zhou Zhicheng remembered how his grandfather in his [-]s had dyed his hair the next day and wore hip-hop pants with metal chains. He was chased and beaten by his grandma with a broom, and he told her with an embarrassed face: "Cheng Chengna, grandpa is as fashionable as you now, and we are grandparents! They don’t understand. If we don’t study, we don’t study. In the future, we will show grandpa the store and let our grandparents open the small shop.”

Grandma was so angry that the feather duster flew around: "Do you have ambition? A dead man like you, the fortune teller said that our sister will be a high-ranking official, who can hold a pen, and will have nothing to worry about for the rest of her life."

She couldn't help laughing.

If she could go back in time, she would definitely tell that 16 or 17-year-old rebellious girl with low self-esteem——

Fool Zhou Zhicheng, love yourself well, don't be inferior, don't be cowardly, don't care what other people say to hurt others, you have the best grandpa and grandma in the world, and you are being loved and grown up.