The all-powerful wife of the wealthy family

Chapter 161 Pink Girl Black Mood
With Fang Zhen's help, Zhao Yanyan sorted out a set of words for the test preparation, which greatly benefited her in the next word test. On average, each [-]-word test paper made three or five mistakes. Wen Ranjun was very nervous. Steady at around a dozen or so errors.

Zhao Yanyan was very proud, but Fang Zhen poured cold water on it and said that Wen Ranjun didn't pay attention to word research at all.

But Zhao Yanyan was still very happy and very proud.

"Fang Zhen, why do you always use white chalk instead of pink?"

"I can't see the pink color clearly, it takes a lot of eyes."

"Then why do we have to use blackboards? Many private schools now use white boards, which are written with watercolor pens. Blackboards are difficult to write on and the blackboards are gray and big. It's really unscientific. I need to discuss it with the teacher."

After Zhao Yanyan finished speaking, she went to find Lao Chen. Chen Ting was chatting with the teachers in the office. Zhao Yanyan quickly joined in and led the teachers to chat about the blackboard. Finally, Chen Ting figured out Zhao Yanyan's purpose and found the teacher. A negotiation method, if more than half of the students in the class agree to use the whiteboard, then replace the blackboard.

It's very simple. Within a few minutes, all the students in the class agreed, and soon the blackboard in the class was removed and replaced with a large whiteboard, but Zhao Yanyan's wish was still in vain, because the teachers used black pens , instead of using a pink pen, only Sister Lin is soft-hearted and can't bear Zhao Yanyan's pleading, and occasionally writes on the blackboard with a pink colored pen.

During class break, Wen Ranjun sat next to Zhao Yanyan and asked her, "Do you live near the school?"

"What? Is something wrong?"

"is it?"

"kindness."

"Is there a rental house nearby?"

"No."

"That's good." Wen Ranjun stood up and returned to his seat.

It's okay, I didn't say anything, if I said no, I didn't have it, Zhao Yanyan thought angrily.

But now it’s not easy to go back and ask.

In fact, there is a three-bedroom apartment that is being rented out in the community 100 meters away from Fang Zhen's home. In the end, Yang Jiu helped Wen Ranjun rent the apartment through Fang Zhen.

According to Yang Jiu, Wen Ranjun was there to take a lunch break, and the lunch break was an hour and a half. It was too late to go home, and the time at school was too long.

"His family is quite rich. Just for the lunch break, it costs 6000 yuan a month." Zhao Yanyan said disdainfully.

Yang Jiu shook his finger and said, "No, no, Yang Jiu's parents are both elementary school teachers, and they don't open remedial classes and don't have other part-time jobs. The family conditions are average."

"It doesn't look like it. The clothes he usually wears are pretty good, and the things he uses are of high specifications. How can he spend thousands of dollars for a lunch break without money?" Zhao Yanyan curled her lips.

"That's all he earned by programming himself."

"It seems that he has earned a lot, which is quite impressive."

Yang Jiu stretched his waist, yawned and said, "From now on, I will have a place to rest at noon..."

Zhao Yanyan said with disgust, "Your home is not far away."

"But there is no one at home at noon. My mother eats with her colleagues in the hospital most of the time, and can't take care of me."

"Don't get too close to Wen Ranjun, be careful that he will bend you." Zhao Yanyan said with her mouth pouted.

Yang Jiu seemed to be shocked, and suddenly sat upright, and said mysteriously, "Is Wen Ranjun crooked?"

"Who knows."

Yang Jiu thought about it, and Zhao Yanyan asked in surprise, "Yang Jiu, you must be crooked."

"I feel tired and don't love..."

There are three days of entrance exams in high school, and even the weekend, all the preparatory classes have a five-day long vacation. Zhao Yanyan wants to create more sparks for Fang Zhen and Yang Jiu. After asking around, make sure that neither of them has any extra plans. Only then did he inform the two of them that the weekend was his birthday and invite them to have dinner together at Fang Zhen's house.

That day, Yang Jiu came to the door carrying two bottles of red wine as a birthday present for Zhao Yanyan.

"Hey, do you want to drink it yourself or is it a gift for me?" Zhao Yanyan picked it up and looked at it. It was the French Beaujolais in 03.

"Will you not drink wine?"

"Of course not." Fang Zhen said in the kitchen.

Yang Jiu was stunned for a moment, then Fang Zhen poked her head out and added, "How is it possible - don't drink."

Zhao Yanyan said with a smile: "Of course - I want to drink!"

"Cut! It turns out there are also two female alcoholics!"

Zhao Yanyan searched for a long time but couldn't find the bottle opener, so she asked Fang Zhen, and Fang Zhen said that she didn't have one at home.

"Yang Jiu! Why didn't you bring a bottle opener with you?!" Zhao Yanyan protested.

"How did I know that you don't have one here? Who doesn't have a bottle opener now?!"

Fang Zhen was a little embarrassed, "I didn't live here often before, and there are bottle openers everywhere when I come here."

Yang Jiu went shopping in a nearby small supermarket, but there was no bottle opener.

After returning, I walked around the room twice, suddenly thought of something, made a call, hung up the phone, and said to Zhao Yanyan and Fang Zhen: "Yes, someone will deliver it in a while!"

"Who is it?" Fang Zhen asked.

"Secret."

"Damn it, you don't shop online, do you?"

"You'll know in a while."

Sure enough, within 5 minutes, the doorbell rang.

Zhao Yanyan ran to open the door, and there was Wen Ranjun standing in front of the door.

"How did you come?"

Wen Ranjun lifted the bottle opener in Yang's hand, at this moment Yang Jiu came over and dragged Wen Ranjun in, "There are so many people, let's celebrate Miss Zhao Yanyan is one year older."

"Get out!" Zhao Yanyan said and closed the door.

Wen Ranjun sat comfortably on the sofa, and vaguely smelled a familiar smell, which was the smell left by Zhao Yanyan on his school uniform.

Yang Jiu opened the wine skillfully, and said to Wen Ranjun, "You want to drink too?"

Wen Ranjun said, "I don't drink."

"Stop talking, by the way, why do you have a bottle opener there?"

"The landlord's."

"Oh... But your investigative ability is really strong, you know where the bottle opener is after two lunch breaks..." Yang Jiu winked at Zhao Yanyan as he spoke.

"If you stop talking nonsense, I'm leaving." Wen Ranjun picked up the newspaper on the table and read it.

Yang Jiu stuck out his tongue, he couldn't even make a joke.

Soon Fang Zhen prepared the dishes and served them on the table one by one.

"It's amazing to know how to cook at such a young age." Yang Jiu praised.

"It's delicious." Wen Ranjun praised him without hesitation.

Fang Zhen picked up the sober wine and said, "Happy birthday to our classmate Zhao Yanyan today!"

Everyone raised their wine glasses, and the moment they clinked with a "ding", Yang Jiu added his congratulations: "I hope there will be a great doctor to cure this severe pink patient."

Zhao Yanyan glared at him, and then took a big sip. The taste was really good, and the temperature and humidity were just right for waking up.

"Yang Jiu, tell me, how do you know so much about red wine?"

"Don't look at my name. My father is an old alcoholic. He insisted on naming me with the word Jiu. My mother tried to stop me, but it was useless. I can drink two or two baijiu since I was three years old. I said little Bird, look at your posture, you can drink quite a bit, don't you?"

"I, because peaches are pink, so I like to eat peaches. If I eat too many peaches, I like peach-flavored cocktails. Naturally, I can drink two."

Wen Ranjun looked at Zhao Yanyan like a monster. There are people in this world, and the logic of liking pink and then drinking can exist. The more I live, the more interesting I feel.

"Wen Ranjun, what are you sneering at? Why do I bother you so much, who am I trying to put on face all day long?"

Fang Zhen shook Zhao Yanyan, "Sister, didn't you get drunk right after drinking?"

Wen Ranjun shook the red wine glass, and said sexyly: "Zhao Yanyan, don't be awkward, I don't seem to have done anything to apologize to you, there is no dispute between us, and there is nothing to do, why do you keep choking on me? Let's make it clear today, don't make everyone think that I have bullied you."

Less than a month after entering the preparatory class, the whole school had various speculations about Wen Ranjun. Some said he was from the rich second generation, some said he was from the second generation of officials, some said he was raised by a mistress, and some said that he was evaluated before. They cheated in the exam to get such high scores, and they are more innocent fans. It is impossible for Wen Ranjun to talk to any female classmates.

I heard that Zhao Yanyan from the first class of preparation always finds fault with Wen Ranjun. Everyone says that Zhao Yanyan is taking revenge because she was abandoned by Wen Ranjun.

Wen Ranjun was used to it, so it didn't matter. He hadn't heard such rumors since elementary school, but he was really upset when he heard that everyone involved Zhao Yanyan in the rumors.

How could Zhao Yanyan admit that she was jealous of his excellence? After subtly changing the topic, the four of them chatted about some irrelevant things, gossip about the two couples that had already appeared in the class, and gossip about the teachers of various subjects.

When the food was almost finished, the two bottles of red wine were also down.

Zhao Yanyan drank very quickly, more than one bottle went into her stomach, but she still yelled for beer, Yang Jiu went out again in desperation, Fang Zhen had to clean up the dining table and kitchen first because of obsessive-compulsive disorder , only Zhao Yanyan and Wen Ranjun were left in the living room.

Zhao Yanyan was a little drunk, and she was talking nonsense before, but now she was talking nonsense.

"Wen Ranjun, I just don't accept that you scored higher than me in the previous evaluation test. If it weren't for you, I would have been the number one in the evaluation. But you obviously scored so much higher than me, how could you get so high in the test... I don't think so." Understood, why are you so good...how can you have so many full marks, even Fang Zhen got full marks in two subjects, why didn't I? Why? I wondered, why I have to make a little mistake every time , just a little bit, a seemingly insignificant little bit, just a little bit, I hate that little bit, I hate it!"

Wen Ranjun looked at her quietly, there was still a little red wine in the wine glass in his hand, and he drank it slowly, as if trying to savor every trace of flavor in it.

"Wen Ranjun, are you talking? Why don't you talk! Just talk!"

"What did you tell me to say?"

"Yeah... what are you talking about..." Zhao Yanyan's consciousness became more and more unclear, "You're smart, you're amazing, you're smart, you're amazing, you——you're handsome, you're amazing...I have a boyfriend, Already have a boyfriend..." As she spoke, Zhao Yanyan fell down on the coffee table.

Wen Ranjun raised his eyebrows, pulled his lips and smiled, how can I be so great?Why don't you just do your own thing and do what you like seriously.

Zhao Yanyan, why are you so hard on yourself? I don't want to win you, and I don't want to win anyone. It's obviously because you have a bad mentality and can't let go.

Besides, you have a boyfriend, what does it have to do with me, and I don't want to gossip about you.

But do you have a boyfriend?It really doesn't look like a man with a master.

It may be that the turban was tied too tightly, Zhao Yanyan in a daze tore it off and threw it on the ground, Wen Ranjun picked up the pink turban and played with it in his hands, when Yang Jiu came back with a case of beer.

"I knew this useless thing would fall down, okay, let's drink it." Yang Jiu put the box next to Wen Ranjun and went into the kitchen to help Fang Zhen wash the dishes.

"No, you go in and accompany Wen Ranjun."

"When did he want someone to accompany him? I wash the dishes very clean." Yang Jiu grabbed the dishcloth and started to dry. Fang Zhen felt a cold and dry hand brush the back of his hand.

"Do you usually do housework at home?" Fang Zhen asked.

Yang Jiu replied while washing: "I will help my mother when she is working. My mother is very tired at work, so we can't let her do it all by herself."

"You are quite filial."

"Aren't you helping your mother with work?"

Fang Zhen paused and said, "My parents are divorced. I live with my father. My mother has remarried abroad. We occasionally talk on the phone, but the common topics are getting less and less. My father owns a hotel. I'm very busy, and I can't take care of me very much. Before I met Yanyan, I spent most of my time in the hotel, and the hotel has waiters, so I don't need my help."

Yang Jiu apologized, "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, it's not a big deal, as long as everyone is happy, my dad is very good to me and cares about me. I am very happy. I have things I like to do, and it is relatively easy to keep up with my studies. I already have There are so many, it would be too greedy to ask for more." Fang Zhen thought to herself, if the person she loves also likes her, then it will be consummated.

However, is this also a luxury, is it too greedy?

"What do you like to do?" Yang Jiu picked up the most suitable topic and continued.

"Read novels, magazines, and movies. As long as there is a novel that I can read at any time, I will be very satisfied. If that novel happens to be particularly good, it will be even more fortunate." Fang Zhen said happily.

"Which author do you like best?"

"There are too many. I think it is great to be able to finish a story. No matter whether everyone thinks it is good or not, it is all conceived by one person with hard work, experience and emotion. It is like a baby who finally came to this place. In the world, even if he is disabled, even if he is not smart enough, he is a life with a meaning, and I respect and admire this kind of existence." Fang Zhen said very seriously.

"No wonder you are so good at liberal arts, you know how to choose essays for the college entrance examination?"

"Well, yes, I want to study Chinese."

When the two of them cleaned up the kitchen and came out, Wen Ranjun had already drank three bottles of wine, but there was no trace of drunkenness, and he was still sober and calm as usual.

Fang Zhen also felt that Wen Ranjun was almost perfect, and she couldn't find any shortcomings without in-depth understanding and contact, but it was always Yang Jiu who moved her heart.

"Boy, it's not natural, why did you drink it yourself first." Yang Jiu patted Wen Ranjun and sat beside him.

Today, the three of them were in high spirits. The three of them played the movie and drank the rest of the wine. They fell asleep on the sofa and the carpet unknowingly. In the arms of wine.

On the last day of the long vacation, Fang Zhen prepared breakfast early in the morning. While making a simple sandwich, she asked Zhao Yanyan, who was sitting aside and drawing pictures, "What are you going to do today?"

"I'm going home today." Zhao Yanyan stopped the pen in her hand, grabbed a piece of ham and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Papa and Mom miss you?" Fang Zhen handed the finished sandwich to Zhao Yanyan.

"I must have thought about it, but today is our family day."

"Do you want your family to be so happy? There's still a family day." Fang Zhen said enviously.

"Will you come back to my house with me?"

"No, I'm going to see my dad. A big man doesn't have anyone to take care of him. I don't know what it's like." Fang Zhen unlocked the phone's screen lock with her little finger, checked the text messages, and dialed I got my dad's phone call, but no one answered the three calls, "I guess I've been busy recently, I'll be leaving in a while, I'll go over and help, when are you going home?"

"I'll go out with you."

Zhao Yanyan told her parents that she would be going home in the afternoon, but since she had the keys to the house, she did not inform her of the time to go home.

When I got home, my parents were not there, so Zhao Yanyan was lying on the bed reading magazines. No one lived in this bedroom for two months, and it lost a lot of popularity, but there was no dust, so my mother probably cleaned it.

Looking at it, she felt a little sleepy, and when she was about to fall asleep, Zhao Yanyan heard her parents' footsteps, so she started playing and planned to hide behind the door to scare them.

The door opened, and two people walked in. They were still discussing the topics they had been discussing along the way. They didn't notice that Zhao Yanyan had already returned home.

"Tell Yanyan when she is admitted to university." It was my mother's voice.

Dad immediately objected: "Forget it, I don't know if it's better for Yanyan, her biological parents didn't come to look for her, so they should be living well."

"We've been keeping Yanyan's words away, and she will blame us if she finds out from other sources."

"Yanyan won't..."

"Dad—Mom—" Zhao Yanyan walked out from behind the door stiffly.

"Yanyan..."

"Yanyan!" Zhao's father and Zhao's mother hurriedly looked at each other, at a loss.

"What did you just say?" Zhao Yanyan asked, pretending to be calm.

"Yanyan, come here, mom will tell you." Zhao's mother walked into her daughter's room, and Zhao Yanyan followed.

Squad leader Zhao paced back and forth outside the door.

Zhao's mother held Zhao Yanyan's hand and said, "Yanyan, we brought you from the orphanage. We had a child before, but when he was two years old, he was sick and didn't survive. Your father and I decided not to have another child. I plan to adopt one. When we went to the orphanage, you were the youngest child. I heard from the director that you didn’t cry much, and you seldom smiled. I brought you back home, but you didn’t have a name at that time... You really are like what the dean said, you don’t like to laugh, we tried various methods to tease you, but you didn’t laugh, and in the end, a big baby who could imitate the cry of a swallow made me laugh I missed you. It’s strange, you like to take pictures of that doll very much, and when you take pictures of that doll, there will be beautiful bird sounds, and you will giggle every time you hear it. Later, we discussed and named you Zhao Yanyan. We found that Not only do you laugh when we call you Yanyan, but you also laugh when we call you Yanyan, so we gave you this name when we settled down. Although this name is a bit tacky, we think you are Zhao Yanyan... We have been together for more than ten years Looking for your biological parents, but there is no clue at all. I don’t know if they are alive or dead. You were found in the flowers of the orphanage. At that time, you only had a pink swaddle on your body. You suddenly like pink, maybe because It was this color that accompanied you when you were most lonely and helpless, so now you will feel safe when you see pink. Yanyan, we didn’t mean to hide it from you, we never knew whether we should tell you or when Tell you……"

"Mom, thank you, Dad, thank you..." Zhao Yanyan said to Squad Leader Zhao in the living room.

Squad leader Zhao stopped in his tracks, with slight tears in his eyes.

"I'm not going to eat at home today, I want to go out for a walk." Zhao Yanyan said and left. Zhao's mother put away the magazines spread on the bed, and hugged her husband for a long time. The couple comforted each other.

Zhao Yanyan was wandering in the crowded streets, and there were people taking pictures everywhere, everyone was laughing, making noise, walking and running.

Zhao Yanyan always felt that she was very happy, but at this moment, she felt lonely and cold like never before.

Called He Yan overseas, but didn't get through.

I sent a WeChat message to He Yan, but there was no reply.

Sitting in front of the stone statues on the pedestrian street, the tears were dried by the wind again and again, and stayed again and again.

She didn't know what she was crying for.

Zhao Yanyan bought a rose-pink peaked cap from a small shop on the pedestrian street. She wore it on her head, with the brim of the hat pressed low, covering most of her face. Fang Zhen called several times, but she didn't answer them.

Zhao Yanyan curled up on the wooden bench, hugged her knees tightly, and stared at her little pink sequined shoes. A snow-white Samoyed ran over and wanted to bite those sequins, but was dragged away by the owner.

Zhao Yanyan suddenly felt that she was very similar to a pet dog. After being born, she left her biological parents and was raised and loved by a loving owner. The dog would not resent the owner for taking her away from her parents, and was very loyal to the owner.

Can people?

Why are you so sad at this moment, is it hate?

I hate my biological parents who gave me birth but lost me, and I hate my adoptive parents who took me away too early. If I stay in the orphanage for a few more days, will the people who left her come to look for her again because of regret?

But when Zhao Yanyan calmed down a little, she rationally told her that if the person who left her wanted to find her, they wouldn't be unable to find her now, after all, "parents" didn't stop looking for her biological parents.

"Here!" Suddenly someone stood in front of Zhao Yanyan, and the moment Zhao Yanyan finished speaking, she recognized Wen Ranjun's voice.

Zhao Yanyan asked hoarsely, "Why are you here?"

When she looked up, she saw a big pink cotton candy. Zhao Yanyan took the cotton candy and licked it like a child.

"I passed by and saw you." Wen Ranjun sat next to Zhao Yanyan, looked up at the sunset, and then looked down at Lu Zhizhi with red eyes.

"How did you see me?"

"You're the only one who is pink all over the street. It's too conspicuous. I wanted to pretend I couldn't see it, but I found it too difficult." Wen Ranjun pulled a piece of marshmallow from Zhao Yanyan's hand and put it in his mouth.

Zhao Yanyan immediately protested, "This is mine, don't eat it!"

"I bought this, please be reasonable."

"What kind of cotton candy do you eat, a big man?"

Wen Ranjun wiped his hands with a tissue and stood up.

Zhao Yanyan tugged on Wen Ranjun's pants and said, "Where are you going?"

"go home."

"You sit with me for a while..." Zhao Yanyan looked at Wen Ranjun pitifully and begged.

Wen Ranjun looked left and right at the pedestrians on the street, lowered his head and stared at Zhao Yanyan for a while, probably felt that Zhao Yanyan was too pitiful, so he sat down again.

"I didn't know marshmallows could be made pink." Zhao Yanyan pinched a large piece with her dirty hands and stuffed it into Wen Ranjun's mouth. Wen Ranjun opened his mouth subconsciously and found that the When he touched his black and dirty hands, the cotton candy had already melted in his mouth.

Wen Ranjun had to frown and swallowed hard.

"Put a little pigment and you can make any color..." Wen Ranjun said with a stinky face.

"Can you not be so straightforward, it's disgusting."

"Let's go."

"where to?"

"Take you to a big meal."

"What to eat?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat spicy hot pot!"

"Walk."

Zhao Yanyan brought Wen Ranjun to a small folk hot pot restaurant. Zhao Yanyan ordered the dishes familiarly. Wen Ranjun noticed that the room was full of guests, and every table was filled with hot soup, so he asked Zhao Yanyan: " Is there no mandarin duck pot here?"

"Why are you so ignorant!" Zhao Yanyan said with disgust.

Wen Ranjun knocked Zhao Yanyan a chestnut, and said, "I haven't been here before, how would I know!"

"Aren't you the champion with a score of 657? You don't even know this?!" Zhao Yanyan laughed.

Wen Ranjun's face was full of black lines, "Do you have any logic?!"

The hands and feet of the guys were particularly nimble, and within a few minutes the fiery red soup was boiling, and all the dishes ordered were served.

Zhao Yanyan couldn't restrain her trembling hands, and began to eat, with plates and dishes slipping into the spicy soup.

Wen Ranjun didn't move his chopsticks for a long time.

"You can't eat spicy food?" Zhao Yanyan asked angrily, chewing on the meat.

Wen Ranjun shook his head and said frankly, "No."

"There's no reason not to eat spicy food. The fun of life will be cut in half. It's not worth it. Come, come and have a bite." Zhao Yanyan lifted a piece of beef from the pot, and Wen Ranjun turned his head to express his rejection.

"Why don't you eat? Didn't you come to eat with me? If you don't eat, you won't feel spicy anymore. Hurry up."

Wen Ranjun had no choice but to put the beef in his mouth.

"That's right. Look, you can eat spicy food. I have a friend who really can't eat spicy food. After taking a bite, his face turns red. He has to drink two bottles of mineral water and five pieces of milk to relieve the spicy food."

Zhao Yanyan's eyes were swollen, they were already half smaller than usual, and with such a heartless smile, her eyes were completely narrowed.

"Zhao Yanyan, do you know how dumb you are now?"

"It doesn't itch or hurt. Let me tell you, when you are in a bad mood, eat a big meal and your outlook on life will change." Zhao Yanyan said while eating, not forgetting to ask Wen Ranjun frequently. Xiao Die said, "Eat quickly, eat well for one wave so that the next wave will be ready."

Zhao Yanyan was sweating profusely after eating, "By the way, let's drink some beer, I see you can drink quite well last time."

Wen Ranjun wanted to stop it, but seeing Zhao Yanyan's mood improved, he gave up.

"Miss Boss, bring us cold beer!" Zhao Yanyan yelled carelessly.

"This little girl has such a good personality." The proprietress said as she walked over, holding four bottles of Heineken in one hand, and with two bangs, eight bottles of beer fell on the table. "How many bottles will you open first?" the proprietress asked.

"Let's open it." Zhao Yanyan raised her hand gracefully.

"Hey, I won't see you off for a while?" Wen Ranjun had obviously anticipated what would happen next.

"Beer, I won't get drunk. I don't drive. I'll take a taxi and go back. It's not far from Fang Zhen's house. Don't call Fang Zhen. She's gone to her father's place, let them The father and daughter are very tired."

After drinking three bottles, Zhao Yanyan started talking nonsense, and Wen Ranjun gradually couldn't understand what she was talking about.

At this time, Wen Ranjun started to break out in a cold sweat. Sure enough, he couldn’t eat spicy food, and his heartburn became more and more severe. Although drinking alcohol would make the stomach pain worse afterward, the cold beer felt good just after drinking it. After the meal, Wen Ranjun drank three bottles of wine, and Zhao Yanyan finished the remaining five bottles.

Wen Ranjun gritted his teeth for support, and after paying the bill, he used all his strength to carry Zhao Yanyan, who was completely unconscious, on his back.

Fortunately, this location is easier to take a taxi, so she sent Zhao Yanyan back to Fang Zhen's house very quickly. Fortunately, Fang Zhen had already returned. Seeing that Zhao Yanyan hadn't answered the phone, Fang Zhen was a little worried, so she didn't stay in the hotel.

"I leave it to you, I'm leaving."

"Are you okay?" Seeing that Wen Ranjun was sweating profusely, Fang Zhen asked with concern.

"It's okay." Wen Ranjun left in a hurry after speaking.

As soon as he went out, Wen Ranjun fell to the ground and waited for 2 minutes before standing up again.

Wen Ranjun leaned on the wall with his arms and walked out slowly. It took nearly two hours to get back to the rental room. As soon as he entered the door, he passed out on the cold tiles. When he woke up, it was already 04:30 in the morning , After taking the medicine and taking a hot bath, I took out the papers and exercise books from my schoolbag to do my homework for the long vacation.

On the morning of returning to school on Monday, the top topic among girls was, why is Wen Ranjun so pale?The second topic on the topic list was Zhao Yanyan's sleepless look, did it have something to do with Wen Ranjun?
On the noisy playground, the students presiding over the national flag raising shouted for a full minute before their voices quieted down. This was thanks to the majesty of the teaching director.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, why did you become such a bear?" The team was arranged according to height, Wen Ranjun was at the end, and Yang Jiu stood in front of him, leaning back slightly and asked.

"Yes..." Wen Ranjun sighed softly.

What kind of reply is this? Yang Jiu thought about it and realized that he really didn't understand, so he gave up.

In the new week, I have classes every day, and the days of doing questions have begun again.

When school was over at noon, Zhao Yanyan signaled Wen Ranjun to stay for a while, and after everyone had left, Zhao Yanyan asked, "Are you sick?"

"It's okay..." Wen Ranjun wrote lightly.

"Thank you for yesterday."

"Just to say that?"

"kindness……"

"You're welcome." Wen Ranjun rolled a paper into a tube and prepared to leave the classroom.

"That..." Zhao Yanyan stopped him, but she remained silent.

Wen Ranjun walked back to Zhao Yanyan and asked, "What happened to you yesterday?"

"Unintentionally—I heard my parents say that I am not my own..."

Wen Ranjun suddenly didn't know what to say to comfort her, pity welled up in his eyes.

"It's not that I can't accept it, it's just that I suddenly found out, it was too sudden, and I... don't know what to do. Actually, there is nothing to do, and there is nothing wrong with it. They treat me like their own daughter, They are so kind to me. If it weren’t for them, I would have been a poor orphan all the time. But... But would there be such a situation, that is, after my parents didn’t want me, I regretted it, and then I went to the orphan The hospital wanted to find me back, but they just saw that I was adopted by a good family, so they gave up? If my parents were too poor to support me, and then threw me into the orphanage, I would They can be forgiven if..."

The more Zhao Yanyan spoke, the more she choked up, and her body began to tremble slightly.

Wen Ranjun supported her vigorously, and said, "There is no point in making such an assumption. Do you want to find them?"

"Who? My biological parents?"

Wen Ranjun still supported her shoulders, wanting to give her more external power, "Well, your biological parents."

"I don't know. If they are still alive, why don't they look for me? If they are dead, how can I look for them?" Zhao Yanyan looked into Wen Ranjun's eyes, trying to find answers and directions from this smart guy.

"I said, don't make such assumptions!"

Zhao Yanyan was awakened by these harsh words, wiped away her tears, and got rid of Wen Ranjun's hands, "I'm going to look for it."

"I'll help you."

Zhao Yanyan called Fang Zhen and said that she would not go back at noon. Fang Zhen felt that something happened to Zhao Yanyan and told her to be careful, so she stopped asking.

Wen Ranjun accompanied Zhao Yanyan home and got all the information about her in the orphanage, and then went to the rental room.

Although there were a lot of things in the room, it was very tidy. Zhao Yanyan could tell which ones were left by the landlord and which ones were bought by Wen Ranjun himself after he moved in.

For example, the old refrigerator in the kitchen must have been used by the landlord for more than five years. The white paint has turned yellow and the noise is very loud.

The refrigerator in the living room is from BlingBling, and there is no sound at all.

There is also the wooden bed in the small bedroom, the style of more than ten years ago, revealing the breath of time.

In the big bedroom, the packaging on the edge has not been torn clean, leaving the smell of a furniture store.

The whole home looks divided, with a mix of old and new, and a complex smell.

The place with the best smell is the bathroom. Wen Ranjun probably cleaned it specially, and he should be used to spraying perfume after bathing, so there is a faint fragrance left.

Wen Ranjun brought a cup of warm water.

"Is there any cold one?" Zhao Yanyan said as she went to open the new refrigerator in the living room, only to find that there were only fresh vegetables and eggs in it, "What, I don't have any ice water in the summer, I don't like hot water, after drinking Throat is dry and sore."

"It's not hot water, it's warm water. Drinking cold water is not good for your stomach. You should also eat less spicy food. It's not good for your stomach."

"I have a strong stomach, it's okay, it's inhumane for you to let a person who likes spicy food not eat spicy food." Anyway, there is no ice water, so I can only drink warm water to quench my thirst.

Wen Ranjun smiled faintly, drank from a water glass in one hand, and flipped through Zhao Yanyan's life information with the other.

　I love Wen Ranjun~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)