Xiaojie thought for a moment and remembered everything he had just seen.

 Then he hesitated and said: "I don't know what she is doing."

He recognized each of those neat numbers when taken apart, but when taken together, he did not recognize any of them.

He saw that Bai Zian was wearing a middle school uniform, and he must have learned middle school knowledge. Why did the things he wrote in his writings be so strange and weird?

"Well," Housekeeper Lou didn't care what Bai Qian was doing, he said in a serious tone, "Ji Shaojun was educated by the Ji family when he was a child. He will not make any mistakes when he brings him back. We have been delayed in Xiangcheng for too long."

 The housekeeper felt that there was no need for him to stay here any longer.

 The result of this trip was both unexpected and reasonable.

"What a pity..." Xiaojie looked back at Ji Heng's brightly lit courtyard.

  Ji Heng’s three children’s skills are all focused on art.

 The situation in Jiangjing is too complicated.

   **

At the same time, Yang Lin had just finished her part-time job.

She held her backpack and walked towards Tongzilou with her head lowered. A hesitant voice came from in front of her, "Xiao, Xiaolin?"

This voice…

Yang Lin suddenly looked up. Three meters away, a middle-aged woman wearing a plaid shirt looked at her hesitantly.

“Is it really you?” The middle-aged woman subconsciously pinned her hair back, “How are you after all these years?”

Yang Lin slowly lowered her head and saw a middle-aged woman holding a boy of about seven or eight years old in her hand. She stared at the boy.

　　The middle-aged woman quickly pulled the boy behind her, "This...this is your brother too."

 “Ugly,” the boy poked his head out from behind Yang’s mother and made a face at Yang Lin, “This is not my sister!”

Yang Lin's dark eyes were behind her thick hair, and she stared at the big and small people in front of her.

"Why are you two walking so fast?" the man's voice sounded.

 The boy ran towards him, "Dad!"

 “Hey—baby boy!”

Yang Lin didn't look at the woman anymore and walked forward. Soon, there was a conversation behind her.

"Is that your ex-husband's daughter? Let me tell you, we just moved back and there is no place for her to live at home. You don't want to bring her back and let me raise her, do you?" The man's voice was wary.

Mother Yang said softly, "I, I didn't think so."

“Then it’s best. With such a father, she won’t be much better off. Don’t even think about letting her come to my house and lead Shanshan and Tianbao astray..."

Yang Lin quickened her pace and quickly returned to Tongzi Tower.

 There is a pile of debris and garbage piled on the stairs.

 Fourth floor.

On the right, the old lady gently opened a crack in the door and spoke to her in a low voice, "Your father seems to be back..."

   **

 The next day.

Bai Qian saw Jiang Fuli's blue car parked at the intersection of Qingshui Street early in the morning.

"What is this?" She saw a small thermos bucket next to the driver's seat.

Jiang Fuli started the car after seeing her sit down. His face was pure and his voice was light, "The chef made it. I also brought you a bowl."

Bai Zian put the English reading aside, opened the lid and took a whiff.

Faint Chinese medicine, she distinguished the blood of blood, the cold fingers stopped at the thermal insulation bucket, a little pause.

Bai Zian hesitated and looked at Jiang Fuli on the left.

  Replenish blood?

 Just that little blood drawn?

 Want to make up?

At the red light, Jiang Fuli stopped, tilted his head, and raised his stern eyebrows: "What?"

"It's okay." Bai Zian looked away. She remembered that Jiang Fuli seemed to have had her blood drawn that day. She drank the soup slowly. Well, everything became very reasonable.

 Arrived at school, Bai Zian asked him to stop at the intersection next to the bus stop.

 After Jiang Fu left the car, she walked slowly to school.

When she arrived at class, not many people came, including her deskmate and Ning Xiao. Bai Qian put down her schoolbag and sat on a chair. She saw the phone in her schoolbag was on, so she opened it and looked at it.

 It’s the person Xiao Wu found who lives downstairs from Yang Lin—

  【Her father is back】

   **

Six pm.

 “tick”—

In the dark bathroom, Yang Lin gradually woke up, her eyes a little blurry.

The bathroom door was not closed tightly. She could see the subtle light outside and the voice of Yang Jianping calling someone on the phone. "What...30,000? Wasn't it only 30,000 seven years ago? Okay, okay, you guys will pick me up right away."

Yang Lin suddenly woke up, thirty thousand? Mention someone?

She opened her eyes, stood up slowly while holding on to the sink, and walked outside with all her strength.

Outside, the ground was in a mess. After Yang Jianping made the call, he watched her come out and flattened the beer can: "Where's your class teacher? She hasn't been supporting you. Why don't you ask her for living expenses?"

Yang Lin suddenly smiled and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't go to Teacher Lu. I still have two thousand yuan in my card. I'll go get it for you."

“Hurry up!” Yang Jianping smashed the beer can on her head and looked at her expressionless face. The excitement in his eyes spread because of the drink, “You are a monster too!”

 Can’t even cry.

Yang Lin lowered her head and looked at the lily stepped on by Yang Jianping's foot. This was her lily. She thought that Aunt Zhang would leave the best for her every time, but she was stepped on by him like this.

With her head covered in blood, she slowly opened the door and went out.

Opposite, the old woman opened the door a crack and looked at her. She opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Yang Lin looked away. She knew what this grandma was going to say, "It'll be fine when you grow up." Everyone is saying this to her. When she was nine years old, the police said this to her.

But how old do you have to be to be considered grown up?

She walked slowly downstairs. She is now 19 years old. She has been looking forward to growing up since she was five years old. Is 19 considered a grown-up?

 But why is there still no end in sight?

She has walked such a long way and suffered so much, but she has never been afraid. She is only afraid that this road will not end.

People on the street would stare at her strangely, and some would ask her if she needed to call the police or go to the hospital, but Yang Lin ignored them.

The bangs were stained with blood and stuck to her forehead. She had lost too much blood and her eyes were a little blurry.

Yang Lin walked to the street intersection and mechanically took out the money, which she had saved for her college education while working. She went to buy a bottle of liquor, and then went to the drugstore to buy some sleeping pills. The clerk looked at her head and wanted to say something, but Yang Lin walked away. After she went out, she calmly opened the cap and stuffed the pills into the bottle. inside.

 Finally, she went to the canteen and bought a knife.

She held the knife and the liquor in one hand, and walked towards the Tongzi Tower step by step.

   **

 In Ji Heng’s courtyard.

Ji Shaojun was leaving for Beicheng early today, so Ji Heng sent Bai Qian a message while she was out of school.

 The steward of the building, Shao Jun and Shen Qing, said things to pay attention to in the same period.

Ji Shaojun was a little stunned, "But my student..."

"At this time, don't worry about these things, I will help you deal with it." Next to him, Xiaojie said with meaning.

Housekeeper Lou lowered his head and drank tea slowly. This tea...

He was stunned for a moment. This tea should be the tea in his memory. When the Mu family was at its peak, the old man would reward it to Housekeeper Lou. Housekeeper Lou would naturally remember this familiar taste.

 “Where did this tea come from?” He suddenly looked up.

Shen Qing looked over and said, "It should be from Xiao Jiang."

 “Xiao Jiang?” Housekeeper Lou heard this name for the first time, “Who is he?”

 “It’s Aji’s...” Shen Qing paused briefly, what is Jiang Fuli’s identity?

Beside him, Ji Heng blew out a smoke ring. He was very indifferent and said, "A's friend."

A'zian should be Bai Zian. Housekeeper Lou was surprised. Bai Zian has such a friend? He looked down at the cup...or maybe there was something wrong with his tongue.

   **

six thirty.

Xiaojie said, "It's time for us to go. If it's too late, we won't be able to catch the plane tomorrow."

As soon as Shen Qing heard that she was leaving, she couldn't help but hold on to Ji Shaojun's clothes. The group of people came outside Qingshui Street. Ji Heng was only smoking and not talking.

 Ji Shaojun did not tell the Ren family that he was leaving. Of course, even if he informed them, the Ren family might not come.

A silver business car was parked at the street corner.

Shen Qing looked at the bus stop and whispered: "Why hasn't Ah Zhan come back yet?"

Housekeeper Lou looked at Shen Qing and Ji Shaojun. He knew that these two people regarded Bai Qian as their own children, so he warned her, "Don't tell her about your going to Jiangjing for the time being."

 Taking two people to Jiangjing is already the limit of Housekeeper Lou. It would be troublesome if Bai Zian knew about it and wanted to go.

 Thinking about how much these two people need to teach when they go to Jiangjing, Housekeeper Lou feels a headache.

A taxi slowly stopped opposite. Bai Qian was used to waiting for the No. 12 bus. When she heard that Ji Shaojun was leaving, she took a rare taxi back.

Still wearing a blue and white school uniform.

She only held her mobile phone, and her slender figure appeared on the long street. Her eyebrows were lowered, she was lazy and clean, good-looking and a little mysterious.

There are not many cars on the street, and there are many people walking in the evening. When they see Bai Zian, they will say hello with a smile. She has only been on Qingshui Street for half a year, but more people know her than Ji Heng.

Shen Qing’s eyebrows instantly softened and he said, “Ah.”

"Grandpa, aunt," Bai Qian came back without a backpack and greeted them one by one. Finally, he looked at Ji Shaojun and asked casually, "Uncle, why do you want to leave so suddenly?"

 The housekeeper let out a low cough.

Ji Shaojun thought about it for a moment, then touched Bai Xian's hair, his eyes were deep, "I will talk to you in the second half of the year..."

 The second half of the year?

Xiaojie glanced at Ji Shaojun and realized that half a year might not be enough.

 He thought Ji Shaojun wanted to rely on his own ability to bring Bai Qian to Jiangjing in the second half of the year.

Bai Qian lowered her eyelashes and said in an unhurried voice, "Is your safety guaranteed?"

"Don't worry." Ji Shaojun tugged his lips. He had too many things to let go of in Xiangcheng, and he was very reluctant to leave suddenly. However, he looked at Ji Heng...

 He squinted his eyes slightly and smiled, "It'll be okay."

 “We should go.” Xiaojie reminded politely.

 A group of people got into the car.

As long as her safety is guaranteed, Bai Qian's phone rang. She lazily raised her hand to say goodbye to Shen Qing and Shen Qing. She lowered her head to open the lock screen page. It was the person from before—

　　【She took a knife and went upstairs】

 Bai Qian’s expression turned serious. Yang Lin’s father had come back several times, but everything was fine. She thought he would be at ease this time.

 She typed quickly: [You go up and take a look, I’ll be right back]

 Return to the page Di Che, Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi are not here.

beside.

Xiaojie was sitting in the driver's seat, and just as he was about to start the car and leave, not far away, in the direction of Qingshui Bridge, the sound of the sports car's engine roared.

 Xiaojie subconsciously raised his head.

Seeing a flashy red sports car in front of him, he squinted his eyes and waited for the car to drive away first. However, it was rare to see a car of this level in Xiangcheng.

As he was thinking about it, the car made a "stuck-" sound-

 Hauntedly stopped in front of Bai Zian.

 The car window was lowered, Xu Nanjing put his hands lazily on the steering wheel, and smiled at Bai Zian: "Sister Bai Zian, why are you here?"

This chapter has been rewritten. I originally wanted to take a rest, but after thinking about it, I posted two chapters today on Saturday. See you guys tomorrow.