Kuai Chuan: The villain became my plug-in

Chapter 267
"Hi, classmate!"

Gu Nian got the address of An Fengyuan's part-time job from the head teacher, and immediately chose to skip class.

She looked at An Fengyuan who was busy in the kitchen and the front hall with his feet not touching the floor, and took a spare time to stop him.

This is a small fly restaurant, not as grand as a general restaurant, and the cooking fumes in the kitchen sometimes come out from the heavy cotton curtains.

It was steaming hot, Gu Nian looked at the wet hair on his forehead, sticking into strands, covering his somewhat gray pupils.

Those eyes were beautiful, devoid of emotion or tint.Like a glass bead, clear and transparent.

Gu Nian once met him on the steps of the cafeteria before the exam.

That day, for the first time ever, she fell asleep during her lunch break. She was always in a daze, and she couldn't calm down in a noisy environment.

Only that time, although there was something strange in her heart, it gave her a different feeling.

An Fengyuan's eyes passed through the long hair in front of him, and he looked at Gu Nian, puzzled: "...Excuse me, are you calling me?"

Seriously speaking word by word, very standard, no accent, seems to be deliberately slowing down the voice in order to strengthen the standard of Mandarin.

The cool and refreshing voice is like the streams coming together from the top of the mountain, and the tinkling sound is not mixed with any emotion.

Gu Nian looked at him with smiling eyes, and nodded: "Yes, classmate, I'm calling you."

"But I don't know you."

An Fengyuan said in a calm tone.It seems that Gu Nian's yelling didn't make much sense.

After speaking, he went back to the back kitchen and took out a rag to clean up the place that was just dirty.

Seeing that Gu Nian was still there, he didn't stop on his feet, but occasionally when he passed by Gu Nian, he glanced at him without a trace.

This feeling of being out of control feels wrong.

He forced himself not to care about that person, but his eyes would always fall on the other person in the next second.

When he entered the back kitchen, he would also be filled with such thoughts.

Could it be that the other party was just on a whim, and when he saw that he was ignoring her, he knew it was boring, and when he went out next time, she had already left?
Will he miss this time, and he and the other party will never meet again.

Do you want?
Talk to her when you go out later?
But what to say?

Spreading his hands, he looked at the greasy fingertips, and there were still many incisions that had not fully healed. With his appearance, the other party probably just wanted to tease him...

So be it.

After washing the mountains of bowls, An Fengyuan washed them with clean water for the last time, watching the water flow on his hands, causing clusters of water splashes.

After not going out for so long, the other party would have left long ago.

The corners of the mouth turned up slightly, and soon disappeared with the flow of water.

Alone, with a withdrawn personality, with an unclean smell of oily smoke on his body, he even despises himself like this, so dare to ask for more?
Stop dreaming!

An Fengyuan, be realistic!
Being able to be rescued from the mountains all stemmed from his self-help.

When he was five years old, he knew that he didn't belong here, and he explored the truth bit by bit, and proceeded step by step according to his plan.

If it is not after the age of 12, he will never touch the paper incense again, and he will not send all the evidence collected to the Public Security Bureau anonymously.

Who would have thought that a baby who was brought back here could set off a storm, and under the actions of the police, the whole chain of crimes could be brought to an end in one pot.

No one knew what role he played in it, only that there was a 13-year-old child among the rescued personnel.

After the rescue was successful, he returned to that stranger's home.

The atmosphere was depressing, without the warmth of a normal family at all.

But that's okay, he got what he wanted.

After the end of the nine-year compulsory education, he used his ability to take another step forward.

Father?

He has no father and has always been alone.

I use the money I earn from part-time work to maintain my current life.If he really wants to fight, everything around him may become a pawn in his hands, but he just disdains it.

The photo of the original mother on the tombstone began to become blurred when the wind and rain hit.

During the Ching Ming Festival, sweeping the tomb is the only bit of his understanding of human nature left.

In his eyes, there is no clear dividing line between good and evil, only all means to benefit him.

Turning off the faucet, the greasy feeling on his fingertips was gone, and the last drop of water fell from his fingertips, next to the cleaned bowl.

Unconsciously, he thought so much.

That girl was the first variable he had known so far, an uncontrollable factor that reminded him of boring past events in his empty time.

After drying his hands, An Fengyuan went to the front. In the empty hall, he didn't see that figure.

Yes……

I'm afraid he left long ago.

After passing through the hall and the back kitchen, he came to the last utility room. An Fengyuan took off his sweaty clothes, wiped them casually with a wet towel on the side shelf, and put on a clean dress again. .

Carrying the clothes, twisted them a few times, wrung them dry and spread them flat, and hung them to dry on the back door.

In fact, he doesn't like the smell on his body at all, but this is the easiest way he can find without thinking.

All it takes is a little compassion to keep him here for a long time.

Going back to the utility room, I put the two books on the shelf into a cloth bag, put the bag on, turned off the light, and left through the door.

A person stepped out of the darkness around the corner and jumped in front of him.

Under the dim light, a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.

It smelled good, something he had never smelled before.

"You are so slow! My feet are numb."

The familiarity of the other party made An Fengyuan purse the corners of his lips, and when he hesitated to speak, the other party held the invisible rope that could control him again.

"I'm so hungry, can I go to your house for dinner?"

An Fengyuan lowered his head, feeling cowardly for no reason, his clothes were shabby, but the other party was glamorous.

Will people from two worlds collide and spark?

I really wanted to warn myself not to answer, but what I opened my mouth was: "Okay, but... there is no food at home."

Gu Nian looked at An Fengyuan with a smile, and said sweetly, "It's okay, as long as it's made by you, I can eat it."

It was cut into a small space, Gu Nian sat on the ground, there was no table or chair, there was only one bed, which took up most of the space.

When An Fengyuan came over with two bowls of noodles, seeing Gu Nian's scrutinizing eyes, he lowered his head in inferiority.

This was the first time he felt inferior to others.

The unequal conditions were a fact he was powerless to refute.

(End of this chapter)