Confession 99 Times, Gao Leng's School Girl's Persona Collapsed

The girl standing in front of Qin Luo just came out of the kitchen.

She is wearing denim overalls, lined with a white sweater, her black hair is tied into two braids and hangs down to her shoulders, her bangs are neatly trimmed, and a pair of old-fashioned black-framed glasses are on the bridge of her nose, which are somewhat rounded There are obvious freckles on her small face.

At this moment, she looked at Qin Luo shyly, and when she smiled slightly, she could vaguely see the braces on the two rows of teeth.

From her image and temperament to her attire, this 18-year-old girl can be described as "rustic".

However, her shy appearance can arouse a man's affection... Of course, the premise is that she is beautiful enough.

However, it is obvious that the word "beautiful" has nothing to do with this young girl.

But it can't be called ugly, it's the old-fashioned glasses, the freckles on her face and the braces in her mouth that make her lose a lot of points.

Fortunately, the girl's figure is pretty good, and she seems to be well developed. The delicate body wrapped under the clothes is exquisite and has obvious lines. It is definitely the best figure among all the girls around Qin Luo.

"Mi Jiaxuan?" Qin Luo looked at her in confusion, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Why are you here?"

The girl didn't speak, but just raised both hands and gestured to Qin Luo.

She gestured in sign language, which Qin Luo obviously couldn't understand.

The little girl suffered from a congenital disease, and was diagnosed with hearing impairment at the age of three, which was difficult to treat.

Under the influence of a long-term illness, it is difficult for her to hear what others say, and her own words will be out of tune, so she is used to communicating with people using sign language.

This is the information Qin Luo learned when he met her in high school.

At that time, Qin Luo was in the third year of high school, and Mi Jiaxuan was in the first year of high school.

By chance, Qin Luo witnessed the scene of her being bullied. Because of her congenital disease, she was laughed at, bullied, and insulted.

Qin Luo didn't sit idly by when he saw the situation, and stepped forward to help the girl out of the siege. Afterwards, he understood her situation and responded with sympathy.

Later, Qin Luo entered university soon, and hadn't met this girl very much. This small county town is neither big nor small. Goodbye to the second side.

But Qin Luo never expected that he would meet this little girl in his own home...

Facing Qin Luo's suspicious eyes, Mi Jiaxuan gestured with her two chubby little hands, and then took out a writing board from a bag that seemed to be brought by her on the sofa.

She took the writing board and scribbled down a line of words, then turned it over to show Qin Lu.

【Welcome back, you still remember me】

Qin Luo glanced at her with subtle eyes.

Qin Luo is no stranger to this writing board. The stationery store in front of the school sells it for 8 yuan a copy. Qin Luo gave it to her on the day he rescued her. on the notebook.

"You still keep this notebook?" Qin Luo asked subconsciously, then thought for a while, and took a pen to write down the words in the notebook.

The girl nodded and wrote: "Because you gave me the factory

It smells like a token of love.

Qin Luo complained in his heart, but didn't take it too seriously, and was about to ask her why she was here when her mother came out.

After seeing the scene in the living room, she quickly smiled and said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, this is Xiaomi, an employee of our store, she happened to see your photo in my phone, and said hello You know it.

"Employees in our store?" Qin Luo gave her a surprised look. He really didn't expect that the two would meet again in this way after two years.

Of course, Mi Jiaxuan couldn't hear what Qin Ma said, but she could probably guess what Qin Ma was saying, so she showed a shy smile, lowered her head slightly, and dared not meet Qin Luo's eyes.

Qin Luo looked her up and down, and said to Qin's mother, "I know her, I met her when I was in high school."

Qin's mother smiled even more happily: "That's a friend? Xiaomi is a very good kid. She just finished the college entrance examination and was admitted to the same school as yours. She came to work in our store at the beginning of the summer vacation. Competent and serious, which is great.”

"Let me tell you, Xiaomi is so pitiful. Her disease seems to be born, and there is no rule of law. Every day after working, she has to take a bus back to the village. Mom sees her pitifully, so sometimes she stays. Eat something here, or take it home for dinner."

"I thought it happened that you came back today and you know each other again, so I brought her back together. She helped mother just now, and her cooking skills are very good. There are very few girls at her age who can cook like this. .

Qin Ma chattered endlessly, praising Mi Jiaxuan endlessly, as if she couldn't bear to treat her like a daughter.

As for why it is a daughter-in-law instead of a daughter-in-law... Heh, how many mother-in-laws and daughter-in-laws can look at each other pleasingly?

After listening to what his mother said, Qin Luo's gaze at Mi Jiaxuan became subtle.

Girl, why do I always feel that you are coming after me...

Mi Jiaxuan lowered her head shyly, took a pen and wrote in the notebook: 【Did I bother you?】

Before Qin Luo could speak, Qin's mother on the side saw it and said quickly: "Hey, don't bother me, you are a family when you come, walk in and eat in the house.

When I came to the kitchen, there was already a table full of dishes on the table.

There are sausages and bacon that my parents smoked together during the Chinese New Year last year, as well as braised pork, twice-cooked pork, stewed ribs, fried rapeseed with mushrooms, steamed prawns, crabs, and so on.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the table is full. For a dinner for four people, this is obviously a bit too rich.

Qin Luo can also feel the joy of his parents for his return, and he is slightly moved, but at the same time he can't help feeling a little bit emotional.

Jiang Zhitao hasn't eaten these meals for five years, I don't know if he still has occasional thoughts?

"Come on, Xiaomi, sit down quickly, and you sit down too, son. Eating outside is no better than at home. Takeout is unhygienic. You don't pay attention to what you eat. Eat a good meal today and eat more."

The mother pulled Qin Luo and Mi Jiaxuan to sit down. The two seats were next to each other, and Qin's mother sat opposite.

Qin's father was still busy in front of the gas stove at this time. When Qin Luo looked over, he shook the spoon a few times, and finally came out with a plate of fried cabbage. In the middle of all the dishes.

A simple plate of fried cabbage with oil leftovers made him feel like a finale.

These aren't particularly technical dishes, but they're what Qin Luo grew up eating.

When I was a child, I ate too much and always felt tired and panicked, but after I went to college, I would only go home for a few months, and I really missed it when I ate again.

Qin Luo suppressed the emotion in his heart, and said with a smile: "Dad, have a drink."?"

"Can't you see the appetizers on the table? It's already ready," Father Qin grinned, and brought out a bottle of Wuliangye.

The father and son each poured a glass, and finally Qin's father took a look at Mi Jiaxuan and asked, "Will Xiaomi have a drink?"

While talking, he handed the wine bottle to Mi Jiaxuan.

Seeing what he meant, the little girl waved her hands again and again, panicking like a little rabbit.

"Go, what kind of wine do you let the little girl drink? You are old and unscrupulous," my mother gave Qin's father an angry look.

Father Qin didn't care either, he laughed and clinked glasses with Qin Luo.

The small wine glass was stuffed down in one gulp.

The strong-flavored wine poured into the mouth, which made the father and son "hurt" at the same time, and then picked up chopsticks to pick up vegetables and eat meat, very happy.

Qin Ma first picked up two chopsticks of meat dishes for Qin Luo, and then for Mi Jiaxuan, with a soft smile on her face all the time, as if she would be full just by watching them eat.

"Mom, don't patronize us, you can eat too," Qin Luo also took a piece of braised pork for Qin Ma.

Qin's mother took the bowl and took it without rushing to eat, and said, "Which one you eat is made by mom, and which one is made by millet?"

While talking, she pointed to Xiaomi at the dishes on the table, and then at Qin Luo.

Knowing what she meant, Mi Jiaxuan looked at Qin Luo expectantly.

Qin's father laughed and said: "If you guess wrong, you will be fined with wine, and you will have a drink every time you make a mistake."

"How much should I drink then? My son has never eaten the dishes made of millet, so he can't come up with any ideas," Qin's mother looked at Qin's father angrily.

Qin Luo was also unambiguous, picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks, took two bites, and said, "Mom made this."

Mother Qin nodded.

Afterwards, Qin Luo ate twice-cooked pork, stewed pork ribs, fatty intestines, etc., all made by Qin Ma.

Qin Ma gave a thumbs up and said very satisfied: "It's not my son, I guessed it right."

Father Qin said, "Don't worry, what else is left?"

He seemed to be looking forward to giving his son a few glasses of wine after he guessed wrong.

Qin Luo said cheerfully: "Dad, how about this? Later, if I guess all the dishes that Xiaomi cooks, you have a drink. If I don't guess, I will drink as many dishes as she cooks." cup."

Qin's father was excited at that time, and excitedly said: "Good boy, you have the demeanor of mine back then, come on, let's start."

Then Qin Luo took a bite of fried rapeseed with shiitake mushrooms and said, "This should be made of millet."

As he spoke, he looked at Mi Jiaxuan and looked at her with questioning eyes.

Mi Jiaxuan nodded repeatedly, and pointed at herself with the two index fingers of her left and right hands.

Then Qin Luo tasted a few more vegetarian dishes, three in total, all made by Mi Jiaxuan.

Mi Jiaxuan looked extremely happy, her big eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses were bent into lovely crescents, but the braces she had when she smiled were a little uncoordinated.

But Qin Luo also cares, everyone has a love of beauty, but Qin Luo doesn't get tired of seeing ugly people, this Mi Jiaxuan is rather pitiful, and her personality seems to be cute and cute, he thinks this little girl is still Not bad, not annoying.

Qin's mother gave Qin Luo a thumbs up, while Qin's father sucked his teeth and muttered while drinking: "Are you cheating? I just ate the fried rapeseed with mushrooms, which is no different from what your mother made. How did you know it was made by Xiaomi?"

Qin's mother poked him with her finger: "Don't try to play tricks, you are willing to bet and admit defeat, drink quickly."

Qin's father didn't dare to argue with Qin's mother, so he drank a glass of wine in a muffled voice.

Qin Luo looked at this scene cheerfully, and showed a smug smile towards Qin's father.

Possessing [Advanced Cooking Skills], he not only has superb skills in cooking, but also has strong analytical skills in tasting and selecting dishes.

The same dish, made by different people, must be slightly different.

Qin Luo has eaten the dishes made by his mother for so many years, but it is the first time to eat Mi Jiaxuan's dishes, so of course he can tell the difference immediately.

The dinner was very harmonious. Qin Luo felt the warmth of home after a long absence.

Qin's mother was infected by this warm atmosphere, and couldn't help but think of Jiang Zhitao. She was a little sad for a while, and couldn't help asking Qin Luo about Jiang Zhitao.

Qin Luo also told the truth, saying that he occasionally went to live with his sister's house, but he seldom saw his sister before, but recently his sister came home to live more often.

Hearing this, Mother Qin seemed quite relieved, although she

Although she hasn't seen her adopted daughter for five years, there is still frequent contact between her son and her adopted daughter, which gives her a bit of comfort as a mother.

As for Mi Jiaxuan, she did not speak during the whole meal, but everyone did not ignore her because she was not a member of the family.

From time to time, Qin's mother would bring her food, and Qin's father and Qin Luo would occasionally talk to her.

They knew that the little girl couldn't understand, and they didn't really want to chat with her, but simply wanted to express a meaning: We didn't ignore you.

The little girl also seems to understand the family's intentions, so after a meal, she always has a smile on her face, and sometimes gestures with both hands, as if

want to express something.

In the end, everyone couldn't understand, so the little girl picked up the tablet and wrote: The dishes made by Aunt are really delicious

After finishing writing, I added a line of words below: [Uncle's fried cabbage with oil residue is also delicious]

A simple compliment, but Qin's father showed a very useful look, laughed twice, and took Qin Luo to drink another glass of wine.

This cup will be the tenth cup, half a catty per person, just enough to drink a whole bottle.

So Qin's father brought another bottle of wine, poured another glass for himself and his son, and said slowly while turning the wine glass: "Oh, back then, your father and I were also famous people

As soon as he opened his mouth, Qin Luo and Qin's mother looked at each other in tacit understanding, smiling helplessly.

Father Qin always likes to bring up some past events after drinking, this is his repertoire every time after drinking.

However, what he said was rather vague, especially the life experience of his hard work in the past, which was always mentioned in one stroke. The only thing he would focus on was the meeting with Qin's mother.

It was in a nightclub. Qin's mother went out to work in order to make a living, working as a cleaner in the nightclub.

Qin's father was a suave and coquettish man at the time, and he often went to nightclubs to play, and once the table corner of the booth was uneven, he even took 30,000 yuan to pad the corner of the table.

At that time, his skills were really impressive.

After drinking, Qin's father secretly told his son that he did this to show off his wealth on purpose, because he had already taken a fancy to Qin's mother, who was working as a cleaner in a nightclub at that time.

If it were an ordinary little girl, he would have hooked up directly with money, but Qin's mother gave him a different feeling, so he didn't dare to be so exaggerated, so he changed to a way to show off his wealth.

Later, this trick was useless, and it didn't attract Qin's mother at all, so Qin's father was very depressed.

Until one day, the singer in the nightclub was absent, and the boss had no choice but to find a young and beautiful Mother Qin to sing on stage.

Qin's mother, who can't sing very well, bit the bullet and went on stage, and got stuck in the middle of singing.

The boss was very angry at the time, but before he could get angry, Qin's father suddenly stepped onto the stage, took the microphone from Qin's mother and continued to sing.

Since then, the two have naturally known, got acquainted, developed a relationship, and finally came together, got married and started a family.

After Qin's father finished speaking, the two of them drank a few more glasses of wine.

Qin's father was obviously drunk, his face was a little red, and his eyes were slightly blurred.

Qin Luo was fine, and even wanted to drink two more glasses. Now that his physique is different from ordinary people, a little white wine is not a problem at all.

But if he continued to drink like this, it would be a bit useless for an old man, so he had no choice but to give up, planning to let Mi Jiaxuan sit in the living room for a while, and help Qin's mother clean up the table.

However, when she turned her head, she found that Mi Jiaxuan was quietly wiping away her tears, and she was still whimpering softly.

It's not that the little girl can't speak, it's that under the influence of the disease, her voice will be out of tune, but the sound of crying is obviously not afraid of out of tune, so her crying is quite standard.

Qin Luo was startled, and raised his hand to make a gesture on his face, probably asking her why she was crying.

The little girl cried and raised her two hands, and put the fingertips of the two bent thumbs together.

Then I wrote in the writing class: [The story of Uncle Aunt is so touching, I couldn’t hold back]

Qin Luo:

Qin Luo was both funny and emotional for a while.

As for the story of his parents' acquaintance, he has heard it since he was a child. After all, it is Qin's father's repertoire every time he finishes drinking.

After listening to it for the first time when he was a child, he also felt very moved, but at most he was relieved that the two of them came together, and he had no urge to cry at all.

Later, I didn't feel much after listening to it too much. I didn't expect to make Mi Jiaxuan cry. In the end, I can only blame it on the fact that girls are made of water. If there is too much water, it will be easy to go out.

flow.

After clearing the table, Mi Jiaxuan said that she was going to take her leave and left.

Qin's mother said that it was so late, and she was afraid that it would not be safe for her to go back alone, so she might as well sleep at home for one night.

Mi Jiaxuan shook her head and refused, saying that her mother was still at home alone, and she might not have eaten yet, so she had to go back to take care of her mother.

It seems to be another child from a family that is not very happy.

Qin's mother was slightly sad, and then ordered Qin Luo to send Mi Jiaxuan home safely.

Qin Luo didn't have any objections, and went out with Mi Jiaxuan.

The night in early summer was still very cool, and a gust of breeze blew slowly, which also took away the little alcohol in Qin Luo's mind, and gave him a refreshing feeling of refreshment.

He turned his head and looked at Mi Jiaxuan on the side. Even the street lights in the old community were dim, not enough to illuminate the girl's face, but her bumpy body was outlined on the ground.

contour.

Seemingly noticing Qin Luo's gaze, Mi Jiaxuan lowered her head shyly, took a notebook and wrote:【I'm not good-looking, don't stare at me

Qin Luo only thought it was the girl's inferiority complex. In order to give her some encouragement, he wrote: [You are not ugly, if you change a pair of glasses, remove your braces, and get rid of freckles, change another

Wear nice clothes, you will become very beautiful]

Mi Jiaxuan looked carefully at the words he wrote, and finally raised her head to look at Qin Luo, with a pair of big eyes that seemed to be shining brightly.

She wrote: [Really?]

Qin Luo nodded.

All the way out of the community, the girl's feet seemed to be holding clouds, and her steps became much lighter.

The village where Mi Jiaxuan lives is not far from the county seat. It takes more than 20 minutes by bus and more than ten minutes by taxi.

It's just that at this time, the bus has long since disappeared, so Qin Luo took a taxi to take her home.

After the taxi entered the village, it turned around and finally stopped in front of the gate of a somewhat dilapidated bungalow.

Mi Jiaxuan pushed the door to get out of the car, then turned around to face the car window, smiled and waved to Qin Luo before turning and leaving.

Seeing this, the driver was about to step on the accelerator, but Qin Luo stopped him and said, "`||Wait a moment."

So the driver let go of his foot.

It wasn't until Mi Jiaxuan walked into the door that Qin Luo said: "Let's go.

Soon after, Qin Luo took a taxi back to his community.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw a man sitting on a bench between the two buildings.

Qin's father crossed his legs, one arm was on the back of the chair, and the other was holding a cigarette.

Take a sip from time to time and spit out a cloud of mist.

Although the street lights in the community were dim, the street lights next to the benches just illuminated the benches.

When the cloud and mist dispersed, Father Qin's face shrouded in the cloud and mist looked unusually mulberry.

Those deep eyes and fine beard all exude the charm of a mature man.

Qin Luo often sighs at this time, he can be handsome because he has inherited a lot of good genes from his father.

Although I have only seen my father's appearance in the photos, even now, as long as he puts on a fashionable outfit and goes out for a walk, I'm afraid he can easily capture the hearts of a few young girls.

"Handsome or not?" Qin's father's voice sounded quietly, with a hint of pride: "Am I thinking that if I put on a suit now and go out to flirt around, I can hook up with many little girls?"

? Oh, after all, the little girls now like my style, uncle. "

"Uncle is the one who is handsome, you are the worst old man," Qin Luo curled his lips and sat next to him.

Qin's father was in a good mood, too lazy to argue with his son, smoking a cigarette and said, "Is the mobile phone software you use for stock trading?"

Qin Luo paused and said, "Yes."

"Take out your phone and let me have a look."

Qin Luo took out his mobile phone.

Qin's father made a gesture to scalp him: "Stop being sloppy with me, and let me open the stock trading account."

Then Qin Luo actually opened a stock trading software, logged into his account and gave it to Qin Father Dun.

It shows that there is a principal of 50,000 yuan, and then caught three daily limit in just a few days, which became 400,000 yuan, with a total return of 800%.

It's not that Qin Luo is cheating, or someone cheated Qin's father with software that simulates stock trading, but it was really done by him.

During Ji Yan's mining explosion, Qin Luo obtained [Advanced Financial Management Skills], which included a lot of stock trading knowledge.

Qin Luo was thinking at the time that his money would definitely increase in the future, and after a long time, he would definitely not be able to hide it from the people around him, so he had to give the money a reasonable source.

So he quietly opened a stock trading account, casually threw 50,000 principal into it, and used the financial management skills in his mind to catch three trading limit in a row in just a few days

Let the income double continuously.

At that time, Qin Luo's only thought was - if 10 million were thrown in, would it become 80 million?

Then think about it carefully, this is simply impossible.

Ten million is not a large amount of money, but if it is invested in one go, it may have a significant impact.

Stocks that could have a daily limit may collapse if 10 million yuan is invested, let alone a daily limit, or a lower limit.

The larger the amount of funds, the more likely it will have a huge impact on the market, on the contrary, the smaller the amount of funds, the less likely any accidents will occur.

This is the experience Qin Luo learned after operating it himself.

Qin's father looked at this stock trading software for a long time, and finally asked: "How did you get the fifty thousand principal?"

Qin Luo said casually: "I have also received some lucky money these years, and I also made some money from tutoring for two years in college, so I saved it."

Qin Luo nodded noncommittally, and returned the phone to Qin Luo.

It's not that Qin Luo can't understand his feelings, he can feel that his father doesn't necessarily distrust him so much "Song simply doesn't want to take money from Jiang Zhitao himself.

The father and son were silent for a while. Father Qin finished smoking a cigarette and lit it again.

Qin Luo casually ordered: "Smok less, you don't know, my mother doesn't like you smoking.

Qin's father turned a deaf ear, took a puff on his own, and said slowly: "Your mother said a long time ago that she doesn't like me smoking, so I told her that I should quit, but I have never quit.

It was to hide outside and smoke secretly. "

"My mother knows all about it," Qin Luo said.

"I know, so, you know why I like your mother so much?"

"Just because she pretended not to know you smoked secretly?"

"It's just a simple example...Forget it, little brat, you don't understand it, but you will know it later."

After finishing speaking, Father Qin got up and walked into the building first, followed by Qin Luo. After returning home, he washed up and went to bed.

At this time, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to deal with some unread text messages in it.

There is one from Jiang Zhitao and two from Zhou Ting.

Of course, there are more than a dozen more from Ji Yan.....