The driver Lao Liu came to pick up Zhu Xingyao from school. The car passed by an old residential building. This place was called Jose Lane. It is the most bizarre place around the city center of Jiang. It was developed to flourish and prosperously, but it was not demolished here. Bypassing two streets from here, it is the Xingyuan villa area where Zhu Xingyao lives.

She looked out the window and accidentally saw two students wearing No. 1 Middle School uniforms standing at the narrow alley. The boy's back was tall and thin, which was Jiang Tu.

A petite girl stood opposite him. He even took the pink schoolbag from the girl's hand and hung it on the bicycle handle. The girl raised her face and smiled at him. Zhu Xingyao sat upright in surprise, staring at the two of them with wide eyes. The car was driving far away, and she couldn't help but turn her head and look back.

Lao Liu was curious and couldn't help asking: "Miss, do you need to park your car?"

Zhu Xingyao slowly turned around and said no, it was only the first time she saw Jiang Tu talking to a girl and helped someone get her schoolbag. The relationship should be unusual for the girl who could ask Jiang Tu to help her schoolbag, right? However, this is also someone else's business.

She put her hands on her knees and sat up again.

Jiang Tu pushed his bicycle into the narrow alley. Because the houses were close to each other, they blocked the light and became dim the more they went inside. The exterior walls of several buildings outside were refreshed a few years ago, and it is said to be for the city appearance.

Just after six o'clock, it was already dark inside. His house was on the first floor. Before he could reach the downstairs of his home, Jiang Tu heard Jiang Jinhui cursing: "I tell you! This piece will be requisitioned sooner or later. Whether it is calculated based on the cap or the area, there are millions of compensation. What is the 20,000 yuan you have? Small money!"

"At most, this place will be demolished next year, and I will calculate two cents of interest for you."

"Why am I lying to you?"

Bang--

Jiang Tu threw the bicycle away, kicked the door open, walked towards Jiang Jinhui with a blank expression, snatched his broken cell phone, and didn't even look at who the other party was. He put it in his ears and said coldly: "If you lend him money and he can't pay it back, I won't pay you a penny."

After the words were finished, he hung up and threw the phone back.

Jiang Jinhui was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He looked at his son who was half a head taller than him and cursed: "What are you doing? I really don't treat you as me?"

Jiang Tuli ignored him, walked out of the house, took off the pink schoolbag hanging on his bicycle, walked to the first floor of the opposite building, and handed it to a middle-aged woman, "Aunt Lin, Lin Jiayu's schoolbag."

He grew up in this area in the same year as Lin Jiayu, attending the same elementary and junior high school, and then to the same high school. Sometimes he worked part-time together, and was the girl closest to him. However, since he lived here, everyone was almost poor, but Lin Jiayu's parents were honest and honest, and were much better than his family. After all, not everyone was so unlucky that they met a gambling father.

Aunt Lin took her schoolbag, looked across from the other side, and said kindly: "Your mother is working night shift tonight. You can take Xiaolu here for dinner later."

Jiang Tu refused, "No, thank you."

It was almost seven o'clock, and I went home after having enough fun on Jianglu.

Jiang Jinhui has already gone out, and it goes without saying where to go foolishly.

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On Sunday evening, Jiang Tu took off his apron from the cafe and ended his part-time job for the day. It was already seven o'clock when he walked out of the cafe.

The cafe is located near the city center square. He walked a few hundred meters forward, entered an Internet cafe, and took out Jianglu, who was lying behind someone's chair and watching someone fight monsters.

When Jiang Lu realized it, he was already taken to the door and immediately began to struggle: "Brother... let go! I haven't finished watching it yet! Let me finish watching it!"

"What does it have to do with other people's competition?"

"I'll just take a look. If you ask me to go back, it's only twenty minutes..."

Jiang Lu was not sure when he was struggling. He waved his hand and suddenly a sniffled. Jiang Tu's glasses were knocked away by him for several meters and fell next to the flower bed.

Silence for two seconds.

Jiang Tu frowned, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a girl standing near the flower bed carrying a red cello bag. She was wearing a white sweater, a long British dress, and her long black hair was softly placed on her shoulders. She melted in the dim light of the glazed road, fresh and beautiful.

She was staring at him without blinking, her eyes strikingly.

His fingers suddenly loosened.

When Jiang Lu saw that he had his glasses flew away, he was afraid of being beaten and scolded, so he turned around and ran away: "I'll go back by myself later!"

Jiang Tu didn't go to see him, stared at Zhu Xingyao. When she saw her moving, she stepped forward a few big strides. Zhu Xingyao was carrying a cello, unable to move, and bent down slowly. She wiped her hand on the back of his hand, and the two of them stopped at the same time.

Zhu Xingyao stood up straight, looked down at Jiang Tu, and found that he looked better without glasses. His hair was hanging onto his eyebrows, his eyelashes were thick and dark, and his eyes were a little upturned, looking tender and cold.

Jiang Tu quickly picked up his glasses and put them on. He stood up and looked at her with his eyes down. Zhu Xingyao stood in front of him and looked behind him: "Did he be your brother just now? He looks quite like you."

Jiang Tu said "um" very casually, his voice was low and heavy.

Jiang Lu jumped back to the Internet cafe, and Zhu Xingyao remembered Li Xixi's words that Jiang Tu had a younger brother who was five years younger than him, and he was very worried.

I saw it with my own eyes, it really looked very uneasy.

Zhu Xingyao asked: "Don't you go after him?"

Jiang Tu didn't expect her to see this embarrassed side. If she didn't stand in front of her, he would chase her.

This was not their first conversation. He knew that she would carry a cello to the building during holidays. He heard that there was a private music sound upstairs, and she should have gone to class or practice the piano.

This summer vacation, she went to the coffee shop with a cello on her back and bought lemonade several times. Once, the cashier went to the bathroom and he collected money, but he was wearing a mask at the time. She didn't look at him much, and even if she saw it, she might not remember it.

He looked up at her and said, "Forget it, he wants to watch the game, let him finish it."

Zhu Xingyao didn't know what to say for a moment, but she suddenly remembered what Zhou Qian complained about her brother, saying that her brother was so naughty and annoying. Li Xixi asked, there was nothing he could do? Why did Zhou Qian say that at that time? She said: "Yes, I'll be honest with you after a fight."

"Your brother..." She pointed to the Internet cafe and said in a very serious tone. "If you are really disobedient, just beat me. When Zhou Qian said that her brother was disobedient, she would be honest."

Jiang Tu looked at her in surprise, but he didn't expect her to say such things.

A black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of them, the window lowered, and Ding Yu, who was sitting on the passenger seat, looked over and said, "Xingxing, get in the car quickly."

Zhu Xingyao didn't wait for Jiang Tu to speak, and looked at him: "I'll leave first." After thinking about it, he added, "See you tomorrow... school."

Jiang Tu paused and nodded: "Yes."

Zhu Xingyao smiled, opened the car door, put the cello in first, and then got in with his skirt. Zhu Yunping was making a phone call, but when he heard the sound of the car door closing, he drove out.

Ding Yu glanced at the rearview mirror: "Is that boy just now your classmate?"

Zhu Xingyao suddenly felt a little annoyed. Jiang Tu's father was gambled and violent. He grew up in that environment since he was a child. What else did she say, "Just be a fight"...

Isn't this stupid?

She nodded absent-mindedly: "Well, I happened to meet you."

Ding Yu didn't think much and explained with a smile: "Have you been waiting for a long time? A patient had some problems before he got off work and was delayed."

"It's not long."

Zhu Xingyao lowered the car window and looked at the rearview mirror. Jiang Tu had already walked away and his back was thin.

…

Jiang Tu returned to the Internet cafe. Jiang Lu had already watched the game. Without him carrying it, he took the initiative to follow him home. The two of them walked all the way to the entrance of the alley and took half an hour.

A thin figure stood at the entrance of the alley with a ponytail.

Jiang Tu looked up, Lin Jiayu ran over and explained, "The street lights are broken and it's too dark. I dare not go back. I was about to ask my dad to pick them up, but you guys are back."

The street lights have been broken for two days. Jiang Tu took a look at the dark alley entrance and walked in front of him, "Let's go."

Jiang Lu said disgustedly: "Sister Jiayu, you are so brave."

Lin Jiayu: "You have to take care of it."

Jiang Lu asked her to walk in front, "I'm not afraid. You walk in front of me, and I and my brother will protect you."

Lin Jiayu ignored this little devil and carefully pinched Jiang Tu's corner of his clothes. Jiang Tu frowned, speeded up his pace, and the corner of his clothes automatically took off. Lin Jiayu yelled and stood there and stomped his feet. He was so stingy. He couldn't catch it. When he was a child, he played house hand in hand. The older he grew, the harder he could get along with.

She followed and said to his back: "By the way, Brother Liang said that they had a clerk who asked for leave on Sunday and couldn't go to the night shift. Do you want to go? If you go, I'll tell you."

Jiangtu’s working is different from others. He only has a fixed part-time job. At other times, as long as others need to take the class, they do not conflict with the school curriculum. He goes no matter day and night, or whatever job it is, because the reward for helping people temporarily is relatively high.

Lin Jiayu sometimes thinks he is working too hard.

After passing through this alley, a trace of light gradually came through the front, which was revealed from the windows of the residential building.

"Then tell me."

Jiangtu's voice is light.

Lin Jiayu said: "You can buy another mobile phone in the future, it will be more convenient."

At this time, most high school students had mobile phones, and they could be caught when they were not playing with their mobile phones in class. Jiangtu had an old button phone before, which was usually used to contact workers. Some time ago, the debt collector came over. When Jiangtu was fighting, the phone was broken.

The three of them walked to the door, and Jiang Tu said "hmm" and went home.

When he opened the door, the meal was already arranged on the table, Jiang Jinhui was still not at home. As long as he was not at home, this home was barely like a home. Shu Xian came out of the kitchen with a plate and looked at them with a smile: "I'm back, wash your hands and have a meal."

Jiang Lu was so hungry that he ran over to grab chopsticks.

Jiang Tu lifted the person away without hesitation and said in a deep voice: "Today I will challenge my patience, I will beat you up."

Jianglu: "..."

He reluctantly put down his chopsticks and followed his brother to wash his hands.

When Jiang Tu was washing his hands, he suddenly remembered Zhu Xingyao saying seriously, "I'll be honest when I beat him." He felt a little funny inexplicably, and the corners of his mouth bent.

Jiang Lu ran away after washing his hands as if he had seen the King of Hell.

…

On Monday morning, Zhu Yunping had a rare time to send Zhu Xingyao to school. After seeing this, Li Xixi couldn't help but sigh: "Every time I see your father, I can't help but think of my father, who is also a middle-aged man in forty years. He has a beer belly and his hair is vaguely bald. I can't imagine how shameless I would be when he is bald in three years and comes to a parent-teacher meeting! Uncle Zhu is different. He has a very good figure, elegant and handsome, and looks like a gentleman."

Zhu Xingyao reminded: "It's your father who is bald..."

Li Xixi was very worried: "I know, I just fear that baldness will be inherited."

Zhu Xingyao: “…”

She couldn't help but say, "Do your dad know you dislike him so much?"
To be continued...