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Chapter 8 - Chapter 8 Wandering the streets, we meet again

After coming out from the cafe, Lin Qingyan took the bus back to the flat to pack his luggage, his things are not much, less than an hour to finish packing, in addition to daily necessities and a few sets of clothes, the rest is a pile of books.

  A few reference materials, and exercise books, are used for the college entrance examination, the memory of this time, although he dropped out of school for two years, but has not given up learning, usually in addition to working to earn money, will always squeeze out some time to study.

  Although later did not wish to participate in the college entrance examination, become a university student.

  This has led to those black fans have been seized on his education, saying that his education is low and uneducated, the quality is also low, this kind of illiteracy is not worthy of being an idol, bring bad children.

  Lin Qingyan stuffed the pile of books into his suitcase and left the flat without the slightest bit of attachment.

  He had no place to go, he used to rent a very small room in a certain dilapidated silo with only a bedroom and a toilet for a few hundred yuan a month.

  The lease expired a few days ago, and it just so happened that Li Heng said he could provide a place for him to live, so he moved in.

  Lin Qingyan's home was also in the southern city, but it was an old town farther away from the city centre, he couldn't go back and didn't want to go back, the events of his last life were still fresh in his mind.

  During the time he was sick and disappeared, his family hadn't contacted him again except for a few phone calls to ask for money, not even a single caring greeting.

  Until he died in that strange little county, the last person who accompanied him was a strange man whose name and looks he didn't know.

  He had been chilled to the bone about this family.

  Thinking about this, he couldn't help but think of one more thing, he had re-lived his life, would he be able to find the man who took care of him in his previous life? This was the last wish of his previous life before he died, and he never thought that there would be a chance for it to come true.

  Thinking of this, a trace of a smile finally appeared on the teenager's calm face, his clear, watery peach blossom eyes rippled with silk, even if he didn't know the name and looks, a lifetime was so long, he could always find it.

  But the most important thing now, is still to find a place to land first, Lin Qingyan touched his trouser pocket, pulled out a few notes from it and counted them.

  3 US dollars.

  ...

Tapped the palpay balance again to see.

  2 US dollars.

  ...

He expected to be poor, but he didn't think he could be this poor.

  Thinking about it, yesterday his mother Zhou Yue Lan called over to ask for money, his younger brother is about to start school to tuition and living expenses, the family still have to pay off the debt every month, so he gave all the more than 4,000 yuan he earned last month to the family.

  Lin Qingyan: '...'

It looks like I'll be living on the streets tonight.

  The sun set in the west and night fell.

  The dry heat of summer did not disappear with the setting of the sun, nevertheless, the night in the southern city was still brightly lit, lively and prosperous.

  A black Maybach drove on the street, the car was air-conditioned, and the youth sitting in the passenger seat had a languid and leisurely posture, looking at the night scene outside through the half-open window, and turning his head to look at the man in the driver's seat next to him.

  Gu Fei was still wearing his daytime shirt and trousers, still clean and tidy, he didn't go home, he worked overtime until eight thirty, and left directly from the company to go to the airport, picking up An Yu back.

  'Fei ...' the other 'Fei' word had not yet been said, but received a man's warning gaze, An Yu swallowed it hard into his stomach. 'Brother Fei, did you hear anything?'

  Gu Fei concentrated on driving and didn't respond.

  "Listen carefully, did you hear the sound of my stomach grumbling? Brother Fei I want to eat Xiu Zhen Zhai's pepper salt crayfish, spicy bunny head, steamed hairy crabs, and ...'

Gu Fei mercilessly interrupted his fantasy, 'There are snacks in the car."

  The words mean, want to eat a big meal?

  Dream on.

  An Yu: '...'

Really inhuman.

  No wonder he is single until now.

The black Maybach was still travelling on the street, the car was quiet, only the sound of flipping snacks.

  An Yu from the storage box flipped two cupcakes out, opened the bag and opened the bloody mouth, a mouthful of one.

  Two cupcakes are not enough for him to stuff his teeth, An Yu continued to rummage, and finally looked at the two plum candies with retro packaging in his hand, he eeped in surprise.

  "Brother Fei, I didn't think you'd still like to eat this kind of candy, nostalgic? Can't tell, huh?"

  He said flirtatiously while holding the two candies and playing with them in his fingertips, casually peeling one and stuffing it into his mouth, his cheeks puffing up slightly, 'Don't say it's quite tasty, reminds me of the good old days of pulling the pigtails of the female classmates at the front desk when I was in primary school.'

  Gu Fei glanced at him with his afterglow and didn't say anything.

  An Yu is a person who can't stay idle since he was a child, or a chatterbox, he used to hate to stay with Gu Fei, this person is a stuffy gourd, young and pretending to be deep, and he can answer one sentence even if he says ten words to the master of the blessing of Gu.

  If you don't know, you'll think he's mute.

  I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do.

  Now, for example, after a minute of silence, An Yu still couldn't hold back and moved towards Gu Fei's side, speaking with a smile, 'Brother Fei, do you know what people in the outside world are saying about you?'

  'They all say that you're sexually frigid and can't work in that area.' Speaking at the same time, An Yu also meaningfully glanced towards a certain part of Gu Fei, 'Brother Fei, we have known each other for so many years, but still so outgoing for what ah, with the brother to talk about it, so that I am happy happy.'

  This is really not An Yu blindly said, around the master of what are good, family good appearance good body good, is not developed facial nerves, I did not see his face to show what exaggerated expression, even smile are rarely seen, commonly known as facial paralysis.

  Oh ... right, he is also mute.

  In addition to facial paralysis and mute in addition to no shortcomings it, but is such a man, more than twenty years has been single, even around a companion is not.

  When An Yu fell in love early in junior high school, Gu Fei was single.

  When An Yu broke up with her first love, Gu Fei was single.

  When An Yu was cuckolded by her first boyfriend, Gu Fei was still single.

  When An Yu fell in love and finally saw through the red dust and realised the true meaning of love, Gu Fei was still single.

  ...

Ahem, just...quite bull, adhere to the original heart, only get always.

  An Yu silently gave him a thumbs up.

  Gu Fei's 10,000 year old sexually cold face finally cracked a slit, his lips pursed, his grip on the steering wheel tightened, and he suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road.

  He coldly spoke, 'Get out of the car.'

  'Don't mediate ah brother, I'm joking with you, see you also serious on, brother is also for your good ah, have a disease we have to cure ah, can not avoid medical ...'

ear is the sound of An Yu chatter, Gu Fei did not listen to a word in, his vision stays in the right front Somewhere on the street, deep calm indifference eyes flashed a touch of strange emotions, like a thousand years in the ancient well fell into a stone, ripples.

  A bench for pedestrians to rest was placed by the street, next to the street lamp, and the teenager was sitting there, wearing a simple round-necked T-shirt and jeans on his slim and slender body, with a suitcase placed in front of him.

  His upper body was slightly leaning forward, his arm leaning on the luggage lever, holding a white steamed bun in his hand, taking small bites while looking at the vehicles and pedestrians coming and going on the street.

  From Gu Fei's point of view, the warm yellow street lamp next to him enveloped the teenager, his features were a little hazy, but that small figure looked unusually lonely, like a homeless stray cat, which was endearing.

The money in Lin Qingyan's pocket was not even enough to find a small hotel to live in, and after wandering around the streets he didn't find a suitable job, instead, he didn't eat for a day, and his stomach was so hungry that he was having a tantrum.

  Then look at the only remaining tens of dollars in his pocket, he did not bother to buy any good food, so he bought two steamed buns that do not even have fillings, sat on a roadside bench and ate.

  Only spent two yuan.

  So miserable.

  Lin Qingyan hadn't lived in this kind of straitened circumstances for a few years now, although Platinum Entertainment was a shady company that cheated and cheated, and the agent wasn't a good person either.

  But he at least made his debut, even if it was a lukewarm 18th line, the money he earned was enough to spend for his whole life, and if what happened later didn't occur.

  Now it can be said that ... one day back to the liberation.

  But Lin Qingyan's heart was never relaxed, even if there is nothing now, so poor that there are only a few dozens of dollars left in his pocket, and he does not even have a place to land, living on the street.

  He sat on the street looking at the busy and bustling city at night, but his thoughts drifted to the sky, eating dry steamed buns while thinking about the events of his last life.

  He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even blink, his eyes unconsciously showed some pain and despondency, and his mouth was hesitant to move with the steamed buns in his mouth, like a rabbit holding its food and fidgeting.

  Therefore, when someone walked up to him, he didn't notice.

  Walking closer, Gu Fei to see clearly the appearance of the teenager, is a very good-looking child, white and clean, with the expected almost, is that at this time the beautiful eyebrows slightly wrinkled, that pair of round and clear eyes are a little godless.

  The child is in a daze, should be remembered what unpleasant things, mouth slightly open, still biting the steamed bun look and some funny.

  The corners of the man's lips pursed slightly, revealing a subtle arc, as if he was smiling, but that extremely shallow smile instantly disappeared without a trace after An Yu's voice rang out.

  "Brother Fei, didn't you want me to get out, why did you even get out of the car yourself? Hey? What are you doing staring at little human friends like a pervert for nothing?" An Yu stepped forward and hooked Gu Fei's shoulder, following his line of sight to the front.

  The next second the hand on his shoulder was waved away.

  Gu Fei had always disliked physical contact with people.

  An Yu's loud voice woke up Lin Qingyan who was in deep thought, he followed the sound and looked over, two men with tall and straight figures and outstanding looks were standing three steps away from him, those two pairs of eyes were looking his way.

  One pair of eyes were filled with suspicion and sizing up, the other pair of eyes were as calm as water.

  Six eyes were facing each other.

  ...

Lin Qingyan blinked in a somewhat baffled manner, his nicely shaped mouth slightly opened, and the large half of the steamed bun he was biting on fell to the ground and rolled around twice.

  It's over, the only dinner is gone.

  Lin Qingyan chagrined looking at the ground became dirty steamed buns, originally slightly wrinkled eyebrows wrinkled even tighter, revealing an expression of meat pain, as if what fell was not steamed buns, but expensive delicacies.

  An Yu is also quite gloating, 'Brother Fei, let you stare at people, and now the buns of the scared little friend have fallen off.' The way he said it, he had forgotten that he was also staring at someone.

  Also, that's not a bun, it's a steamed bun.

  ...

Gu Fei ignored him, and went two steps forward, only one step away from the teenager, he bent his knees and squatted down.

  The well-cut shirt and trousers outlined the man's fit and well-proportioned body lines, and he stretched out his long and well-proportioned hand to pick up the steamed buns that rolled to the ground.

  'Dirty, can't eat it.'

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