[Quick Transmigration] Running straight on the road to death

Wanderings (7)

Jiang Wuyan bought a lot of food in the supermarket with part of the money for the mobile phone, making this year a rich and prosperous one. In the afternoon, the two of them cleaned the small house, huddled against the wall and pasted window grilles side by side, sitting in thick clothes. on the table.

Shi Shi insisted on cooking on New Year's Eve. He put a lot of everything in cooking, for fear that Jiang Wuyan would be hungry, but the taste was not satisfactory. Jiang Wuyan couldn't move his chopsticks after two bites.

Fortunately, I bought some necessities for the New Year, and after the hastily finished dinner, Shito Lajiang kowtowed melon seeds on the bed silently to watch the new year.

There was no TV or air conditioner at home, and it was getting colder in the middle of the night, Shitou wrapped the two of them up with a quilt, the electric light suddenly couldn’t be used, and it was dark all around, Shitou reached out and stroked the bangs on Jiang Wuyan’s face, and then patted him on the back It means, "Don't be afraid, we will pay the electricity bill tomorrow."

Jiang Wuyan let out an "oh", but he wasn't really afraid in his heart, he still held him in his arms and didn't move.

The old woman was picked up by her family a few days ago, and no one lives in her husband's house, so even if it is big, it is dark and dim with no light.

Guessing in his heart that the time is about the same, he took out a watch with a half-broken hour hand from his pocket and looked at it. There was still half an hour left, and he said to Jiang Wuyan, "It's Chinese New Year, brother, let me give you a haircut."

The husband's room was out of light, so Jiang Wuyan got up from the bed and touched the candle to light it. He was sitting on the stool, and the rock was slowly being cut behind him with scissors.

Tears of wax dripped down, and the broken hair also fell slowly. Without the cover of the bangs, Jiang Wuyan's eyebrows became clear, as delicate as an ink painting, and he could vaguely see the potential to seduce people when he grows up.

After straightening his head, Shi Shi wiped away the crumbs in Jiang Wuyan's collar, turned around to look at his masterpiece with admiration, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he couldn't help kissing him on the cheek, "Xiao Hua, you are so beautiful. "

Jiang Wuyan touched the wet marks on his face, and was picked up by Brother Shitou without warning and wrapped in the quilt.

"There are still 3 minutes." Shi Shi got into the quilt and hugged Jiang Wuyan and said, "Xiao Hua, from now on, I will accompany you every year to watch the New Year, and we will never be separated."

Jiang Wuyan turned his head away and didn't want to pay attention to him, and his hair was touched again, "Don't sleep yet, there is one minute... 1..25..10.. here, here!"

The watch, which is not sure whether it is accurate or not, was held in his hand like a baby bump, and he was excitedly shown, "Huahua, happy new year, happy new year! I will always be with you!"

The surrounding area was quiet and there was no sound, Hua Hua buried her head in the quilt, wondering if she was asleep or not, if she heard it or not.

It wasn't until the stone fell asleep hopelessly that Jiang Wuyan slowly poked his head out from under the quilt. In the darkness, he stared at the direction of the stone for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly without saying anything.

For Shitou, this year is undoubtedly a happy one. There is no heavy farm work, old picky elders, and early in the morning of the first day, both of them are nestled in the quilt and do not want to come out. They warm each other, heart and body. All coaxed warmly.

But no one can go on like this forever. In the afternoon, the unexpected guest in the husband's room brought together a huge turning point that would affect the fate of the two of them.

Shi Shi's parents came to the door without any expectations. The 17-year-old boy was forcibly taken away by the bodyguard, calling for his little brother Xiaohua all the time. The biting cold wind outside the door woke me up.

He looked at his scalded hand when he came out in a hurry, lowered his head with a blank mind, turned around and went back slowly.

At the gate of Huangfu College in the city center, a business Maybach slowly stopped, and San Yu fiddled with his ties for the third time, trying to make them look more natural.

In fact, there is no need to fiddle with it, he is also handsome and handsome in the rearview mirror.

The bell rang, and the school gate was opened. Chang Yu took out his watch, which was missing a section of the hour hand. He felt that the time was about the same. He looked out of the window, and behind the pile of students gushing out, a figure slowly swayed out. It was Jiang speechless.

Jiang Wuyan didn't care about the length of time and whether there was anyone waiting. When he walked to the school gate, he was suddenly stopped by someone. It was the female classmate at the same table who was on duty for cleaning.

She was running very fast, with sweat glistening on her forehead, Jiang Wuyan saw her stop in front of him, and gave her a rare support.

"Thank you, thank you." The female tablemate wiped her forehead with her sleeve, and asked Jiang Wuyan, "Are you going back alone? Let's go together."

Jiang Wuyan looked around but didn't know how to answer, when a hand was put on his shoulder suddenly.

Standing behind Jiang Wuyan, Chang Yu smiled and said, "Maybe not, he has someone to pick him up."

The other party was a recent celebrity in S City, and the female deskmate recognized him, so she nodded and left in embarrassment.

"You're still young, don't hang out with people you don't want to do, especially girls." After the person left, Chang Yu solemnly told Jiang Wuyan, "It's not good to fall in love early, you're still young, you can tell brother anything, Do you understand?"

"Yes, I see." Jiang Wuyan nodded and got into the car with him.

Inside the Maybach there are soft leather stools, comfortable air-conditioning, and exudes a pleasant aroma. It is completely different from that small shabby house, but Jiang Wuyan sat next to Changyu without saying a word, and he did not seem to enjoy it at all.

"How was your day at school?" Chang Yu asked Jiang Wuyan.

"Oh, that's alright."

"How about getting along with your classmates? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"No, everything is fine."

"It's useless. I need my help?"

"No, I can do it."

Chang Yu shrugged vigorously, put his hand on Jiang Wuyan's shoulder and hugged him to this side, but unexpectedly met with resistance.

"It's a bit hot." Jiang Wuyan said, "It's stuffy and uncomfortable, forget it."

Chang Yu's hand froze for a moment, then he let it go naturally as if he didn't notice anything wrong.

Chang Yu said, "The Chang family has appointed me as the first heir. Although I still need training in all aspects, I will work hard and I will definitely be able to do it."

Jiang Wuyan nodded, very sure, "Well, you can."

"So..." Sanyu hesitated to speak, "I can make you live a prosperous life and make you happy, so..."

"Well, thank you." Jiang Wuyan said before him, "I am very happy. The people in the Chang family have treated me very well and are very grateful to me. Everything is fine."

"You..." Chang Yu introduced another topic, "Cha Ke always mentioned you to me, hoping to be friends with you. He goes to the same school as you. He is a year older than you. He is already a freshman. Do you still remember the little boy who gave us clothes before?"

"Well, remember, I think I have time to say hello." Jiang Wuyan said lightly, "It is thanks to him that you can find your parents, and we can have dinner together next time."

"..." Chang Yu quickly frowned and looked at Jiang Wuyan, "Do we have to do this?"

"Very good." Jiang Wuyan looked down at his hands, "You found your parents, very good."

It will be better in the future, and there will be a more brilliant and brilliant life path paved under Chang Yu's feet, but Jiang Wuyan, he can only go further and further by himself.

The author has something to say:

I won't make other excuses for procrastination, I'm busy + lazy + didn't save the manuscript, I will try to make up for it by doing more tomorrow