"Child, what's wrong with you?" Lao Wang saw Yang Xuan coming downstairs with a dazed expression and asked quickly.
"It's okay, Grandpa Wang, let's go back." Yang Xuan smiled and wiped his face.
I didn't expect that I would actually cry. Ever since I was a child, even if I was punished by my master for being lazy during practice, I had never cried.
"Oh," Lao Wang sighed and comforted; "Don't worry, kid, have you been scolded? These people are all powerful and look down on others. Now that you have moved from the slums, you may still be there in the future.
If someone secretly laughs at you behind your back, don't worry about them."
Lao Wang said and patted Yang Xuan on the shoulder.
"Well, I understand, Grandpa Wang." Yang Xuan felt a little moved in his heart. However, he did not tell Lao Wang the reason why he cried. Let this deepest and purest emotion be buried in the depths of his memory.
After returning to the slum, the master and his wife left Lao Wang to have a meal at home, which was relatively rich.
In fact, in the minds of many neighbors, Yang Xuan's family is quite special, because they have never seen Yang Xuan's master and mother go out to work, but they always seem to be short of money. Moreover, Yang Xuan's master and mother go to work early every morning
I get up for a morning jog, exercise, and live a very regular life, which is very different from the people in the slums.
What is even more puzzling is that Master Yang Xuan and his wife are both in their forties, but they all look like they are only in their early thirties.
Therefore, Yang Xuan's family has become a special case in the slums, and few people usually interact with them. Lao Wang is one of the few acquaintances.
After dinner, the master and his wife went out. Several junior sisters were playing in the small room, but Yang Xuan was very irritable.
After packing up his things for a while, Yang Xuan put on a gaming helmet, hoping to calm down in the game.
However, after going online, walking on the streets of Cangqiong City and seeing the NPCs chatting and laughing, Yang Xuan's irritability became even more uncontrollable, so he logged off again and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.
After the cold water hit him, Yang Xuan felt that his brain was much clearer and his irritability was relieved a lot. At this moment, Yang Xuan heard the sound of the phone in the main room.
"Is it sister Xinran's?" Yang Xuan could guess it even though he didn't look.
But he didn't want to pick it up.
The phone seemed to have rang several times, but Yang Xuan was still showering with cold water.
Finally, the phone stopped ringing. And Yang Xuan, like a puppet, kept pointing the nozzle at it, hoping to wash away the painful restlessness.
However, more than ten minutes later, the phone rang again.
Yang Xuan raised his head slightly and glanced in the direction of the main room through the wall.
Then, he threw away the shower head, wiped his muscular body, put on a loose pajamas, and walked towards the main room.
The phone has stopped ringing. Yang Xuan opens the missed call option, which contains a large list of missed numbers.
However, the first five or six numbers were called by Xu Xinran, but the last number was very unfamiliar.
At this time, the phone rang again.
Yang Xuan pressed the answer button, and immediately, a petite beauty appeared on the screen. She was about twenty years old, with light yellow hair, and her beautiful face looked very anxious at the moment.
"Are you Yang Xuan? You bastard!" As soon as the beauty on the screen saw Yang Xuan, she yelled angrily.
Yang Xuan frowned. He was already in a bad mood, but when he heard someone scolding him, and it was a stranger, he didn't care that the other person was a beauty, so he said coldly: "Retarded."
Then, Yang Xuan hung up the phone directly.
On the other end of the phone, Xiao Mo was stunned. Because he was angry, he scolded Yang Xuan as soon as he got through. Unexpectedly, he was treated like this, and he immediately dialed Yang Xuan's number angrily.
The phone rang again, Yang Xuan glanced at it and didn't answer it. He didn't want to be scolded when he picked up the call again. If he hadn't seen that the other party was a woman, Yang Xuan would have wanted to find him and beat him up to vent his irritability.
However, the phone kept ringing.
Yang Xuan pressed the answer button suddenly, frowned and shouted: "Are you annoyed?"
Seeing that he finally got through, Xiaomo was afraid that Yang Xuan would die, so he quickly said: "I am Xinran's friend!"
Yang Xuan was startled for a moment, then smiled faintly: "Why, are you here to send out wedding invitations too?"
There was infinite sarcasm in the voice,
"Send your hair! Do you know that Xinran likes you? How could she marry that guy named Lu? It's just her mother's own decision!" Xiao Mo faced Yang Xuan on the screen like a tigress.
Just yelling.
Yang Xuan was stunned.
And Xiaomo still kept scolding like a machine gun: "Thank you for treating you as an idol, it turns out you are a small-minded little kid! Do you know that Xinran put all her money in order to buy you a gaming helmet?
The engagement ring her father left for her mother was stolen and mortgaged! When her mother found out, she even got a slap in the face. What about you? You bastard, you kept getting angry. She Xinran burst into tears in the game that day.
Yes, I don’t know how many tears I shed outside the game!”
As he cursed, Xiaomo's eyes gradually turned red.
When Yang Xuan heard Xiaomo's words, there was a "buzz" sound, and his mind suddenly went blank.
Xiaomo's words were like a sledgehammer hitting his chest hard.
Suddenly, Yang Xuan understood.
Sister Xinran's salary is only 3,000 yuan a month, and because she often buys things to visit her and her junior sisters, how much can she save in a month? It's not enough to buy a gaming helmet.
It turned out that she had pawned the engagement ring that her father left to her mother!
Xu Xinran comes from a single-parent family. Because her father died in a car accident early in her life, she has been raised by her mother.
"Fuck! Yang Xuan, you beast!" Yang Xuan felt boundless resentment in his heart, resentment against himself.
Then, he suddenly hit the wall with his fist, which directly dented the hard wall and spread several long and thin cracks. The skin on the fist was also abraded, and a lot of blood oozed out.
In order to buy a gaming helmet for herself, Sister Xinran mortgaged all the belongings left by her father, and was slapped by her mother for this. The reason why she sold the equipment must be to redeem the ring.
And what about me? But because of this, I neglected Sister Xinran. I don’t know how sad Sister Xinran must have been at that time...
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Yang Xuan roared like a wild beast, and suddenly punched the wall twice. Suddenly, the dented wall finally couldn't withstand it anymore, and a big hole was punched out by Yang Xuan.
!
Yang Xuan discovered for the first time that he was a bastard!
When Xiao Mo on the other side of the screen saw this scene, he was stunned. He originally wanted to scold Yang Xuan, but he couldn't help but retracted his stomach.
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