The alarm clock rang dutifully. Anjie opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling for half a minute, turned over and beat the alarm clock. The original plan was to get up early to do his homework. During such a long high school career, he suspected that the printing equipment of the school had to work overload every weekend. The papers of each course snowed down, and there was no orange alarm. In a short time, it caused a huge snow disaster, burying the sad voice of the children in a classroom.

In addition to the teacher's seal, there are also unified school organizations ordered by students, the most disgusting set is what kind of national college entrance examination, opened after several fold, like the imperial edict.

In this way, there are still kids in the class who are not satisfied. They let go of their study and go to the bookstore at the door. As soon as they buy a dozen of exercises, they finish one in a few days. Anjie sadly tucks the snow into his schoolbag. He says that we are almost 40 years old. What's the competition with him?

But now he's relaxed. Last night, Anjie decided to give up. Anyihu doesn't have a conscience, but to be honest, it's not too many, just ordinary children. Don't hurry. This oil shuttle is white and short. What's wrong? It's not good to mix with the underworld. The country is spending money on this group of future elites of the motherland - college students, Ya, if you don't study hard and repay the society, you will start to walk on the road of no return.

Now that he has decided to let go, he doesn't have to play the card of obedience in school. On Monday, he goes back to school to drop out. Anjie turns over and holds the quilt, thinking that the adults say to the children that they should study hard and study hard. In fact, they try to do it by themselves. In addition to having a little stronger self-control for a certain goal, they are really no better.

Everyone has laziness... But young people are more indifferent - alas, I think of that helpless son of a bitch again.

He fell asleep until the sun came through the crack of the curtain. He got up and cleaned himself. He took a bag of milk from the refrigerator, put it in his mouth, and took out a map to study where to go next.

He thought of something and picked up his cell phone: "are you up?"

There half a day just vaguely spread out a: "fuck... An drink fox, you call a soul early in the morning?"

It seems that I heard a girl's voice complain, and Anjie was happy: "what time is it? Is it still early in the morning? Which girl's bed are you dead in? Take it easy. "

"Where is that?" the drunk snake woke up and began to boast, "I tell you, your brother, I..."

"Come on, don't talk nonsense to you," Anjie said slowly while turning through the atlas. "I want to return this house after a while. At that time, you rented it for me. I'll say hello to you first."

"No, what do you mean? You can't stay in less than two months? "

"It's really a bit," said Anjie, shaking his head. "Don't say, I can't be down-to-earth. It makes me feel so miserable."

"The children who saved your life..."

"I didn't ask him to help me. The old bookworm himself died in a muddle. What do you expect me to do for him?" Anjie sneered, "I've left it up. I'll tell you that I can't do the job of nanny."

"What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. What can a few broken children do?" Anjie threw the dried milk tin foil package aside. "You say I've given up all the way here. What do I want to do here? No matter. I'm going back to my house. I'm going to drop out on Monday. I'm going to get air tickets. "

"Well, I said... Hello?" Anjie has put down the phone, drunk snake listen to his mobile phone busy sound, expression is quite helpless, around the woman with big wave curly hair around: "who?"

"It's OK. A friend, I had something to do when I went to Beijing some time ago, so he asked me to rent a house. Now I don't want to live."

The woman carelessly blows air into his ear: "that doesn't live."

"If he really wants to tell me? He won't mention it in a long time. I don't know him yet. " As soon as the drunk snake turned over and pressed the woman, "come on, baby..."

Who did he say hello to when he was leaving?

Anyihu has always been the first word of righteousness, but he was very sad by these so-called friends. Later, he forced himself to be cold hearted, pretended to be cruel, pretended to be indifferent, pretended to be selfish... But Yinhu, do you know that there is a saying called "turning the corner is not sweet?"?

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Just after noon, Anjie made do with lunch and was thinking about going to Afghanistan to see what monitor Tali looked like when the doorbell rang. He answered and slowly got up to open the door.

Mo Cong and Mo Yu are standing at the door: "Anjie, please do not do this thing?"

"What's the matter?" Anjie let two people in, quite surprised. It's the first time that Mo Cong came to him for help after moving here so long.

"Er... There may be people at home in the afternoon," Mo looked at Mo Yu. The little girl sat quietly listening to them, but the elder brother was a little embarrassed. "It's not convenient. Xiao Jin doesn't know where she's crazy. Can you let Xiao Yu stay with you for a while? She's very quiet. She shouldn't make trouble for you. "

"What a big deal I've got." As soon as Anjie came down, Mo Yu, one of the three brothers and sisters of the Mo family, was not familiar with him. He had the impression that the girl had never been out of the house except for school. When she met, she called "brother" and finished.

Mo Cong smiles gratefully at him. I don't know whether it's for him to take in his sister or for the thoughtfulness that this man didn't ask. He went back to his room and took all the bags for Mo Yu. He told her to say "don't make trouble for brother Anjie" and left in a hurry.

Mo Yu said hello to him and went into his study to do his homework. Anjie made a cup of coffee for himself, huddled on the sofa and checked the route with his notebook. There was no movement between them, and they were at peace. About an hour later, Mo Yu had almost finished his homework. He leaned out of his study and said, "brother Anjie."

"Well?"

"Can I have a look at the books in your study?" The little girl thought about it and added, "put it back to its original position after watching it."

"Well, you can look at it." The Mo family are the most reassuring ones.

"Thank you, brother."

As soon as Mo Yu drew his head back to his study, Anjie heard the sound of stepping at the door and opening the door. The sofa he was sitting on was very close to the door, and the house was a little old, and the sound insulation effect was not good. He could clearly hear Mo Chong rummaging in a big key, and then opening the door.

There was a woman's question in the middle: "Yo, how many years have you lived here?"

Her tone is flat, the volume is moderate, the sound quality is even good, but I don't know why, it will make people feel a little unhappy. Don't rush low ground to reply what, afterward two people entered a door.

Mo Cong would never bring his messed up people into the house. Then who is this woman? Anjie lost his mind unconsciously. After a long time, he sighed and scolded himself secretly. What's the matter with his idle mind. As soon as I look up and see the clock on the wall, Xiaoyu has been here for almost two hours. Except for asking him to borrow a book to read, the disposable paper cup was put beside her, but she didn't even drink water.

Anjie stood up and took out a bottle of juice from the refrigerator. After thinking about it, she took another plate, peeled the apple and cut it into small pieces, put a few toothpicks on it, and carried it to the study together.

Mo Yu sat upright in his chair and carefully looked at a book. The girl was very careful when she read. She let the book spread out naturally. A finger gently touched the page that was tilted up. She didn't press it hard. It was estimated that the book she read would never leave a trace on the cover.

Anjie puts food and drink next to her. Xiaoyu looks up politely and says "thank you, brother". Anjie smiles and wants to pat her on the head. Then she reaches out her hand. Remembering that she is only 17 or 18 years old now, it is not appropriate to do this kind of action, so she turns to her book instead. At this time, he can't help but pick his eyebrows: "Oh, Chuang Tzu? There is no comment in this version. Can you understand it? "

Xiaoyu nodded, then shook his head: "I'm not very good at ancient Chinese. I can't understand many places, but I like this. Take your time and guess if you don't understand. If you can't guess, skip first."

She swept around the bookshelf with her big apricot eyes, with a rare expression of excitement: "brother Anjie, you have a lot of ancient Chinese literature here."

Anjie is a little absent-minded. No... these books are not his. He doesn't have the interest and patience to read these awkward things. Mulian should have left them to him. He thought of the girl who had two dimples when she was laughing. When she looked at you, she didn't have to pay too much attention to feel the feelings in her eyes, straightforward and pure. But now, those deep-rooted, once surging to an uncontrollable yearning, slowly dry up in the heart, leaving a huge crack, filling the dissatisfaction with anything, can only crack down bit by bit by it, spread such a dry up to the whole soul.

"Brother Anjie?"

"Take your time. Don't worry. If you can't finish it, take it home. If you want to see it later, just come to me at any time." Anjie carefully recalled the serious expression on the face, smiled at Moyu, repeated her words in memory, and said it to the ancient Chinese literature search. "The Chinese culture has been inherited for thousands of years. The essence and dross of the ages are all deposited in it. Therefore, whether it is the essence or the bad meal, it has its profound meaning and background, read more, understand more, and be able to calm down and know things. Maybe you will avoid detours in the future. "

I don't know why. Mo Yu thinks that this passage should not be said by the little brother in front of her. There is a very strange feeling that she can't say it. Out of politeness, she nodded.

"By the way, what would you like to eat at night? You're welcome to my brother. "

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment: "Oh, no, thank you, brother Anjie. I'll go home to eat at night."

Her words were very natural. As soon as Anjie frowned, she immediately understood that the girl knew who was coming from the family and when the man was leaving. Then why did Mo Cong avoid her?

Mo Yu lowered his head slightly. His hair, which was not behind her ears, fell off and stuck to her cheek, making her face smaller: "sorry, brother, I've caused you trouble - the person who came here... They asked me to call her mother. I really don't want to see her..."

Mo Yannan's ex-wife? Anjie was stunned: "Xiaoyu..."

Mo Yu said solemnly, "I've heard that Mo Yannan can't live or die now, but she's afraid that we're going to pester her. Brother Anjie, I've read the biology book of senior two's senior sister, saying that only under the action of hormones can she take care of her cubs, Is Li Biyun a special case of endocrine disorder? "

She said this, the corner of her mouth seems to be across a trace of shallow smile, shallow fleeting, but also cold frightening.

Such a young girl should not have such an expression.

How did you get to Mo's house and become such a bad thing?