The aunt carefully looked at the three things in her hand with curiosity and surprise, "What is this?" she asked strangely.

"Marijuana." "Marijuana." Mobei looked confused and puzzled as to why his aunt jumped up in fright.

"Ah!" the aunt screamed and threw her to the ground. Obviously she knew what marijuana was? Then she asked: "Nan Nan, where did you come from?"

"I bought it for you." Fang Monan said.

"You want me to smoke marijuana," my aunt exclaimed involuntarily.[

"What are you thinking about?" Fang Monan sneered: "Do you know who smokes the most marijuana in the United States? Let me tell you, at least a quarter of them are college students. Even if you don't smoke, there will be people who coax you and get excited. You, tricking you into smoking, especially when someone is maliciously trying to punish you." She went on to enumerate: "They even said that smoking marijuana is normal for people who want to quickly integrate into this place, and then they rape, take pictures, extort, extort, and many more There are tricks waiting for people to take the bait." She paused and then said: "And this is a country with racial discrimination, so you must learn how to distinguish it first." She picked it up and took out three more same cigarettes. "Here... ...Look...smell it again." Fang Monan continued: "This one is a cigarette, this one is marijuana, and this one is marijuana mixed with cocaine."

After hearing what she said, the aunt breathed a sigh of relief and said, "These two smell almost the same!" She picked them up and put them to the tip of her nose to smell them carefully.

"Yes, they are almost exactly the same, but they are different when you take them apart." Fang Monan opened the cigarettes containing marijuana, "Oh! Look, the brown ones are tobacco, the gray-green ones are marijuana, and some are brown-green, etc. The quality and origin vary. The white granular ones are cocaine. Don’t think it’s moldy!”

"It looks different!"

"Observe them carefully." Fang Monan educated them.

Leonard said: "Why are you teaching them this? They don't smoke."

"I don't worry about taking precautions before they happen." Fang Monan protected them like an old mother.

"Will you get addicted to drugs if you smoke this?" Fang Mobei asked curiously.

Leonard glanced at Murnan and said, 'Look! It has aroused curiosity! Let's see how you deal with it.'

"Of course, you have to know that there are many people who have become addicted to drugs by smoking marijuana mixed with cocaine, and then they are still confused. I want to say that he just smoked marijuana, how can it be related to drug addiction? But that's not true. Then again, marijuana - even smoking marijuana can be addictive," Fang Monan pointed to the marijuana rolled into a cigarette. "Of course, when the pleasure produced by marijuana is no longer so strong, he will start to seek stronger drugs. Sensory stimulation, also known as "ice" or "pink". So, you must know these things and then avoid them, just like the anti-narcotics police. The police must first know the drugs before they can catch the drug dealers, right?"

"The United States is an open country, but there are some moral bottom lines that we must adhere to. We cannot listen to their 'sweet words' and must have our own sense of right and wrong and judgment." Fang Monan said sternly.

"How do you know so much?" Leonard asked, like a professional. "Are you taking drugs?"

"Are you kidding me? Of course I saw it on TV. If any of you want to try taking drugs." Fang Monan paused, "I'll take you somewhere tomorrow! I guarantee you won't even think about it in your next life." Taste that!”

Later, Fang Monan asked his aunt and the others to visit the drug rehabilitation center through Allen. As expected, after seeing people suffering from drug addiction, aunt and Mobei walked out, their legs were trembling and weak, they were holding on to the wall, their faces turned pale and they shook their heads.

Stay away from drugs.

When Fang Monan took them wandering around, Mobei recorded his previous emotions of anxiety, uneasiness, expectation, disappointment, calmness, etc. with notes and composed a moving tune. After more than a month, he saw the light and shadow of this city.

Mobei was also filled with emotion and turned them into musical notes.

A few days later, my aunt came back from a college party with an angry and happy expression on her face. When she took out a marijuana cigarette, they suddenly realized that it turned out that Murnane really did not bluff people and had the foresight to nip problems in the bud.

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Under Fang Monan's interruption, the day arrived in April before he knew it. When he heard the postman's bell ringing at the door, Mobei was so scared that he hid in the bedroom. Fang Monan shook his head funny, walked over to open the door, and took it from the mailbox.

Letter from Curtis.

"Why doesn't Xiaobei want to open it himself?" Fang Monan said.[

A muffled voice came from the room, "Please help me take a look..."

"Xiaobei now has a heart for gains and losses. This is not like you. Didn't I say that you should be calm about gains and losses..." Fang Monan rambled on, but he hadn't finished yet.

The letter was snatched away by Mobei. After she opened it quickly, she said, "Ah! I passed the exam," and then rushed to the phone and called home. She didn't care if it was the middle of the night. She woke everyone up, so she called her first.

Grandma said, and then my father, mother, Mr. Lin, and Qiushi didn't let go, muttering for an hour.

After my aunt came back, she shouted to celebrate, and finally went to the best Chinese restaurant in Philadelphia to have a big meal. When she came back, she said it was a loss and she should have eaten it at home. It was not as good as she imagined. The classmate who still had the loss said it was

It's the best there, I'm totally fooled.

After Mobei passed the exam, Leonard also decided it was time to leave. He decided to continue his studies at the Juilliard School of Music in New York.

When he announced the news, Fang Monan didn't feel it was sudden, and the party was still going on. What's more, he was still so young and couldn't always accompany them. He had his own way to go.

I thought that Mobei would react the most violently, but unexpectedly she accepted it calmly and agreed with him to work together and have the opportunity to work together on the same stage.

Afterwards, when Fang Monan asked her why? Mobei answered this way, when she decided to leave her father and mother when she decided to study abroad, this day would come sooner or later, and she could not block Leonard's development because of her selfishness. Fang Mo

Nan stroked her head: "You know how to think about others. It seems that you have really grown up."

"It's okay for him to leave. Sister, please stay with me for two more years." Mobei took her hand and rubbed it, coquettishly. "Although dad and mom miss us too, it's only two years. I don't care after two years.

Return you to your parents."

When the dust settled, all the expenses listed on the admission letter were borne by Curtis, and Fang Mobei’s professional tutor was not the elegant lady Stacey, but a man named Andres von Free.

Derich. Although Mobei had doubts on her face, she immediately smiled when she saw that Curtis paid for the one-on-one tutoring and that there were many scholarships every year.

Fang Monan saw Feng in his name and wondered if he was a German aristocrat. Anyone who can be in Curtis is a capable person, no matter who teaches him.

The phone rang, “Hello! Hello, I’m Fang Monan.”

"Hello! Hello, I'm Ludwig Olivier. Please answer the phone, Beibei." "Is it Fang Mobei?" Fang Monan confirmed, and after getting a positive answer from the other party, he said, "It's strange."

!How did he know the phone number? What did he want from Mobei?' Suppressing his doubts, Fang Monan shouted: "Xiaobei's phone number."

"Oh! Hello, I'm Fang Mobei."

"I passed the exam! Congratulations!" Ludwig said firmly. "I'll see you at school." Then he hung up the phone.

Fang Mobei held the phone, listened to the busy tone, and said blankly: "What does he mean!"

"What do you mean?" Fang Monan asked from the side. "Why is he calling?"

"Oh! He congratulated me, and I'll see you at school." Mobei put down the phone with a puzzled look on his face.

"He also passed the Curtis test." Fang Monan said.

"Ah! When did he come to take the exam? Why didn't I see him?" Fang Mobei asked strangely.

"How can you think about this?" Fang Monan cursed. He spent all day either practicing or worrying about the results of his interview.

Mobei was worried about Stacey, so he called and asked. It turned out that Stacey was hospitalized. That afternoon, the two Fang Monan sisters took a taxi to the hospital with a fruit basket.[

Hospital of the University of Pennsylvania.

"This is 312, 314, 316." Fang Monan knocked on the door and heard heartbreaking cries from inside. After entering the door, it turned out to be a suite. They did not go in immediately. Through the small crack in the door, they heard the sound coming from inside.

Come talk sound.

"I don't want, I don't want to have an operation. There is a 20% chance of standing up. I would rather die like this than have an operation. I have lost my most beloved stage, and now I am still paralyzed in bed. I would rather die."

!Andrés, you understand that I would rather die!"

"Mari! I would rather you lie in bed than leave me." The baritone's hoarse voice contained a hint of despair, and he looked at her pleadingly.

"Don't push me, don't push me, if you push me again I will die for you." Stacey's crazy and confused voice came through the door.

"Mari, put down the knife, I beg you to put the knife down..." The man's panicked voice came from inside.

Fang Monan opened the door and looked at the crazy Stacey. With a shake of his hand, Stacey instantly slipped onto the bed and the knife fell to the ground.

"Mary, Mari, what's wrong with you?" The man with messy dark brown hair stepped forward and took away the fruit knife that fell on the bed, threw it far away, and then gently shook Stacey.

"She's fine! Just be quiet for a while." Fang Monan's childish voice sounded behind them.

He turned around and looked at them warily, "Who are you? What did you do to Mary?" He was a little hysterical when he saw the person coming, so he asked regardless.

"She needs to take a rest now." Fang Monan looked at him, thinking he was an old man, not a middle-aged man. His face was full of anxiety and haggard, and his eyes turned from wary to soft when he looked at them.

He knew one of the little girls, whom Stacey said was very talented.

Fang Monan saw him lay Stacey down, then gently covered her with a thin quilt, wiped the tears on her face, and carefully smoothed her hair, for fear of hurting her.

Fang Monan walked to the hospital bed. He had not seen Stacey for more than a month. Her face was pale, as if she had aged ten years. She put her arm on her wrist and concentrated on it. A trace of spiritual energy was found on her fingertips, and it wandered throughout her body.

Check the condition.

"Ms. Stacey once suffered a severe impact, which resulted in a miscarriage, and she also underwent surgery on her spine. Now she has suffered a spinal fracture and dislocation at the junction of her thoracic and lumbar vertebrae, from the 10th thoracic vertebra to the 2nd lumbar vertebrae, and suffered a spinal cord injury.

It's very serious. Paralysis is inevitable." Fang Monan said calmly one by one.

"How do you know?" He looked at this little girl who was more than one meter tall in shock. Her words were exactly the same as in the film.

"I saw it." Fang Monan said.

"That day I drove her to a prenatal check-up, and we had a car accident. On the way back, we were hit by a drunk driving lunatic, which resulted in a miscarriage." He recalled painfully, "I...I..." He held Stacey's hand.

Hands, the pain of Fa said again.

"Andres, Andres..." Stacey opened her eyes and cried out heartbrokenly. When she woke up, she saw him blaming himself and feeling sad. "It's not your fault, no one would have expected to be so miserable.

things."

"It was my fault. If I hadn't driven too fast, we could have avoided this disaster." He slapped his chest.

"The speed is not fast, it is within the speed limit." Stacey said.

"Okay, he's not dead yet! Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Fang Monan interrupted, watching the two of them desperately blaming themselves, while the other endured the heartache and tried to comfort him.

He glared at her angrily, thinking that what she said was too unpleasant.

Fang Monan turned a blind eye to his eyes and turned to look at Stacey, "Do you believe me?" Although the tone was questioning, his expression was so firm, and he increased the intensity of the spiritual energy delivery. Stacey should have done nothing.

I felt obvious pain in my lower body.

Stacey opened her eyes wide, looked at Andres, and then at Fang Monan. When she felt carefully, she found that her body, especially below the waist, had a numbing feeling. It was very comfortable, hard to describe, but this

It felt so good that she felt pain. At this time, pain was also a kind of happiness.
To be continued...