She is soft on my heart

Chapter 29 Why is this person so strange

Li Xingchen's body froze, and in an instant, he felt like falling into an ice cellar.

The sharp and piercing three words "losing money" turned into a needle and pierced into her heart. The dense pain came over her, and her breathing stopped for a moment.

She knew that Zhao Hui didn't like her all the time, 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, don't talk about her."

Zhao Hui's voice suddenly turned up, and it was extremely noisy in the quiet old-fashioned residential building: "Why can't I mention it? Why can't I mention it?! I play a few small cards and lose money. I'm a prodigal. It's only natural to spend money on her for an outsider." ?”

She couldn't wait for a response, so she intensified: "There is also this broken house. The company has a ready-made apartment. Why can't you, the leading person in charge, not be able to get it? It's not because you are useless. Li Zhengye, you are a fool! Give it to others Clean up the mess!"

"Enough!" Li Zhengye jumped up, the veins on his neck bulged, and he said angrily, "I think I'm giving you face!"

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

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

"Bam—"

There was a loud slam of the door.

Zhao Hui's crying stopped suddenly, and when he turned his head to see the irritated young man with furrowed brows, he yelled, "You're going against the sky, aren't you?!"

Li Yun walked towards the door with big strides, glanced at the living room, and cursed in a low voice: "You idiot."

Footsteps approached, until a pair of sneakers suddenly became certain in the lowered sight.

Li Xingshen let go of the tightly gripped doorknob, took a breath, raised his head, and smiled slightly, "Brother."

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

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

At this time, the opposite door opened, and the neighbors were a middle-aged couple who had just moved in for a week. Hearing the non-stop movement next door, they rushed out eagerly, "Oh, what's the matter?"

The two first saw a delicate and delicate girl standing at the door, they were both slightly taken aback.

Aunt Zhang took a few steps forward, and anxiously asked Li Yun who was downstairs, "Why are your parents arguing?"

Li Yun didn't turn his head, and said coldly: "It's hopeless, call the police."

"Look at this child." Aunt Zhang hesitated, so she turned her gaze to Li Xingchen uncertainly, and pointed to the room. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Zhao Hui coming out.

Seeing Li Xingchen was also taken aback, the roar that was meant to be uttered was stuck in his throat.

It seems that whether she knows her existence or not, it is very strange for her to appear here at this moment.

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

Zhao Hui didn't feel guilty or guilty because she was worried that she heard those words. She was only stunned for a moment before asking her with a bad face: "Where's Li Yun?"

"He went downstairs." Li Xing replied in a low voice.

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

Li Xingshen staggered a bit, held on to the railing of the stairs, and chased down the stairs at a tight pace without hesitation.

Many street lights in the community are in disrepair, and one is on at a distance. The light is weak and has no effect, and the surrounding is quiet and dark. Li Xingchen looked around and caught a blurry and distant shadow, and ran over .

The hurried footsteps caught up, Li Yun did not slow down, he looked ahead and warned impatiently: "Don't follow me."

Li Xingchen was still carrying his schoolbag, his breathing was unstable, and he could only keep walking with him by taking small steps, "Go back brother, it's late."

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

The silence of the sky seemed to be shattered in an instant, and Li Xing Shen's body trembled violently.

Looking at each other for a while, Li Yun reminded her the truth in a cold voice: "I am not your brother."

After saying that, he turned and left.

There was a whisper of the night wind in his ears, and the rustling of the leaves followed, and the footsteps did not follow him as he wished.

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

Li Xingchen just stood there quietly.

There was a dense darkness behind her, and the eyes looking at him were as gentle as water, without any fluctuation because of his turning around.

That was the look he was most familiar with, obviously like a blank sheet of paper, without expressing anything, but it was boring and flustering.

Li Yun knew that Zhao Hui would not let her in if he left without hesitation tonight.

She will stand there all night.

She did that.

"You son of a bitch, 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! You're not a filial son!"

Li Zhengye put his hands on his forehead with a tired face, and said nonchalantly to Li Xingshen who was still standing at the entrance: "Go back to the house."

Li Xingshen went back to his room without saying a word, and turned on the light.

Her bedroom was vacated from an empty storage room. It was very simple and soundproof, and Zhao Hui was still whining endlessly outside the door.

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

In the photo, a kind-hearted woman imitated the girl next to her, making a scissors hand to the camera, one old and one young, smiling with crooked eyes.

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

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

There was an extra item under the snacks, Li Xingshen paused, then reached out and took out a student ID card.

Beihe No. [-] Middle School, Class [-], Grade [-], Jiang Cong.

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The young man in the ID photo has a handsome and clear outline, with a cropped cut, and a pair of long and narrow black eyes that curl up at the end of his eyes. He has no expression but looks a little fierce.

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

Didn't she return her student ID to him?Why did it appear in her schoolbag again?
His eyes moved between the snacks, schoolbag and student ID card. After a few seconds, Li Xingchen suddenly realized.

She pressed the back of her hand to her forehead, and the corners of her mouth curled up helplessly.

Why is this person so strange.

Unknowingly, a gap was opened in an impenetrable wall, and suppressed emotions flowed out along the gap, and the people inside took a breath.

(End of this chapter)