Li Xingchen's body froze, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

The sharp and harsh words "loser" turned into a needle and pierced into her heart, causing dense pain and her breathing to pause for a moment.

She knew that Zhao Hui had always disliked her, but she didn't expect that she would be in such an annoying position in this family.

"Why are you bringing this up again?" Li Zhengye's tired voice came from inside the room, "Talk about your business and don't talk about her."

Zhao Hui's voice suddenly increased, making it extremely noisy in the quiet old-fashioned residential building: "Why can't I mention it? Why can't I mention it?! If I lose money playing a few small cards, I am a prodigal. It is natural for me to spend money on her as an outsider.

?”

Without waiting for a response, she became more serious and said: "There is also this shabby house. The company has a ready-made apartment. Why can't you, the person in charge, take the lead? It's not because you are a coward. Li Zhengye, you are just a fool! Give it to others.

Clean up the mess!”

"That's enough!" Li Zhengye stood up with a slap on the table, the veins on his neck were bulging, and he said angrily: "I think I gave you a face!"

He raised his hand, about to slap him, but in the end it stopped high in the air, his chest heaving.

The air was silent for a few seconds, and then Zhao Hui's extremely disbelieving voice sounded again: "You actually want to hit me?" She burst into tears, "Li Zhengye, do you have any conscience? Why did I follow you blindly in the first place..."

"Bang——"

There was a loud slamming of the door.

Zhao Hui's crying stopped suddenly. She turned around and saw the young man with frowning eyebrows and irritated body. He shouted: "You are going to rebel too, aren't you?!"

Li Yun strode towards the door, glanced at the living room, and cursed: "Idiot."

Footsteps approached, until a pair of sneakers suddenly appeared in his lowered gaze.

Li Xingchen let go of the doorknob he was holding tightly, breathed calmly, raised his head, and smiled slightly, "Brother."

Li Yun was stunned. After he came to his senses, he subconsciously glanced in the direction of the living room, then cursed, turned a blind eye to her, and pushed out the door.

Brushing Li Xingchen's shoulder, she lost her footing and took a small step back.

At this time, the door opposite opened. The neighbors were a middle-aged couple who had just moved in for a week. They heard the noise next door and rushed out eagerly, "Ouch, what's going on?"

The two of them first saw a pretty little girl they had never seen before standing at the door, and they were both slightly startled.

Aunt Zhang took a few steps forward and asked Li Yun anxiously, "Why are your parents quarreling?"

Li Yun didn't look back and said coldly: "It's hopeless. Call the police."

"Look at this child..." Aunt Zhang couldn't help but turn her gaze to Li Xingchen uncertainly and pointed into the room. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Zhao Hui coming out.

He was also stunned when he saw Li Xingchen, and the roar he was about to say got stuck in his throat.

It seemed like whether he knew she existed or not, it was strange for her to appear here at this moment.

"Aunt Zhao." She shouted obediently, as if she had never heard those harsh words.

Zhao Hui did not feel any guilt or guilt because he was worried that she would hear those words. He only froze for a moment and then asked her with a bad face: "Where is Li Yun?"

"He...went downstairs." Li Xingchen whispered back.

Zhao Hui got angry, pushed her, and said loudly: "Then why are you still standing there? Go and call him back."

Li Xing staggered, held on to the guardrail of the stairs, and hurried downstairs without hesitation.

Many street lamps in the community were in disrepair, and a solitary one was shining at intervals. The light was weak and had little effect. The surroundings were quiet and dark. Li Xingchen looked around and caught a blurry black figure that was disappearing into the distance. He raised his feet and ran over.

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The sound of rapid footsteps caught up, but Li Yun did not slow down. He looked ahead and warned impatiently: "Don't follow me."

Li Xingchen was still carrying his schoolbag and his breath was unsteady. He could only keep walking with him by running in two or three steps and said, "Go back, brother, it's very late..."

"I told you not to follow me, don't you understand?!" Li Yun suddenly stopped and yelled at her.

The silence in the sky seemed to be shattered in an instant, and Li Xingchen's body trembled suddenly.

After looking at each other for a moment in anger and silence, Li Yun reminded her of the fact in a cold voice: "I am not your brother."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The night wind whistled softly in his ears, and the leaves rustled. As he wished, the footsteps did not follow him again.

But Li Yun didn't go very far, but his legs couldn't move any further. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and turned around.

Li Xingchen stood there quietly.

There was a thick darkness behind her, and her gaze towards him was as gentle as water, without any fluctuation due to his turning around.

That was his most familiar look. It was obviously like a blank piece of paper, expressing nothing, but it was so boring that it made people panic.

Li Yun knew that if he left regardless of her tonight, Zhao Hui would not let her in.

She would stand there all night.

She did that.

...

"You damn boy, who are you showing your face to?" Zhao Hui patted the closed bedroom door, "I worked so hard to give birth to you and raise you, what's your attitude! Unfilial son!"

Li Zhengye put his hand on his forehead with a tired look on his face, and said lukewarmly to Li Xingchen, who was still standing at the entrance: "Go back to the house."

Li Xingchen didn't say a word, went back to his room and turned on the light.

Her bedroom was vacated from a vacant storage room. It was very simple and not soundproof, and Zhao Hui was still complaining outside the door.

Li Xingchen looked a little dazed. He walked to the table and put down his schoolbag, and his eyes fell on the photo frame standing next to him.

In the photo, a kind-hearted grandmother imitated the girl next to her and made a scissor hand gesture to the camera. One was old and the other was young, smiling so hard that her eyes were crooked.

After looking at it for an unknown amount of time, a hint of emotion finally appeared in Li Xingchen's eyes. She picked up the photo, carefully wiped off the fine dust on it, and moved the corners of her lips slightly.

Putting the photo back to its original place, it was hard not to notice the bulging schoolbag. Li Xingchen thought of something, opened the zipper, and took out the bag of snacks inside.

There was something extra under the snacks. Li Xingchen paused and reached out and took out a student ID card.

Beihe No. 9 Middle School, Grade 2, Class 7, Jiang Cong.

"..."

The young man in the ID photo has a clear and handsome profile, a strong short haircut, and a pair of narrow black eyes with raised ends, expressionless but a bit fierce.

Li Xingchen held his student ID card in his hand, blinking his round eyes slightly, a little confused.

Didn't she return her student ID card to him? Why did it appear in her schoolbag again?

His eyes moved between snacks, schoolbags and student ID cards. After a few seconds, Li Xingchen suddenly came to his senses.

She put the back of her hand on her forehead and curled up the corners of her mouth helplessly.

Why is this person so strange?
Chapter completed!