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When she opened the door, the room was lit up.jiang yiran's first reaction was to pick up the iron bars on the first floor of the shoe closet.the iron bars were very heavy, and she carried them on her shoulders, looking very comical, completely unlike the air of the tv and the policewoman.

"Yiran, you're back? "

It was her father's voice. He didn' t even tell her when he was discharged from the hospital. If he knew that her father was back, he wouldn' t be eating out. Perhaps one day, shen yaoqian would start complaining about how upset she was, causing him to be so distracted that he was tricked into a meal. The last time he forgot to bring his wallet, he had nagged her for a few days. The thing behind his ears almost caused her to have a psychological trauma.

"Dad, why didn't you call and tell me you were coming back today so that I could clean up the house? "

Father jiang leaned against the bed. He liked to sit like this. He was not tired and easy to read. His office had become an indispensable part of his life. He could do as much as he could every day.

It was almost time for him to live a normal life, to enjoy his old age and to accompany his children.

Of course, in jiang yiran's heart, her father was always very young and had an enviable handsome face.no one else could compare to Wangcheng, so how could he be old?

"No need. Tomorrow, when your auntie lu comes over to help, she will clean up." "

Jiang yiran replied enthusiastically.

"Yi ran, your auntie lu is now our nanny. Perhaps you think it's a bit ridiculous. Why are you being polite? Dad still has his own thoughts. If daddy wants to find someone who can take care of you, he naturally has to carefully observe how this person is. "

Television often reported that children in various areas were abused by their stepmother and stepfather, how many places were injured, young children have trouble to say, afraid to say after the biological parents are not around, and then be abused.

Jiang yiran was speechless." Dad, I' m your daughter. Although I' m not as smart and capable as you, I' m not stupid. No one can bully the third year of my adult, don't worry too much. "

However, regarding auntie lu, she had a weird feeling in her heart.

She had always been sharp, but she couldn' t say anything rashly. Her father would think that she didn' t like auntie lu to say that on purpose. She forced herself not to think of auntie lu and did not consider why she felt weird.

"Have you ever loved food? Dad. "It suddenly occurred to me.

Father jiang nodded and asked her with his eyes.

It seemed that it was auntie lu's cooking again." I' ve had lunch with my classmates." "

"Dad, you should rest first. I' m going back to finish my homework. Call me if you need anything. Rest early, don't work too hard. "

After giving her instructions, she got up and went back to her room.

The role of her parents seemed to be right. She was the one who understood and cared.

Far away from the window, the window reflected a girl who looked like she was wearing the same soiled school uniform as the whole school. She frowned, her eyes straight, and she was in a daze.

Auntie lu, she always felt weird. Maybe she could do something.

As for what to do, she walked to the window and looked through the glass at the street.

At some point, an idea came to her.

There were a few more red forks on the calendar, and there weren' t many numbers left in the middle of the day of the red circle.jiang yiran smiled.it didn' t matter, didn' t it mean that she could spend time with ah shui? Obviously, it was impossible for the two of them to spend time together now, and she laughed self-deprecatingly.

Three days had passed. She was like an ant on a hot pot, waiting for the arrival of the vermillion water. As the days passed, the familiar figure had yet to arrive.

The heart will eventually turn cold.

The birthday is two days away, and the weather on friday is very warm, probably as a sign of good weather tomorrow. Jiang yiran sat on the roof of the stairs overlooking the whole campus, school buildings are new, with the recent years of popular factors.

The school should not only reflect the solemnity of the building, but also feel the students from the atmosphere of youth. Jiang yiran loved the school because her mother had studied in it, and her grades were good. In response to the state's call to encourage education, the school offered the first few discounts without paying tuition fees.

Because of this spot, mother jiang was able to enter high school, so jiang yiran was also very grateful to the school, and the high school resolutely chose the school with high education quality.

Dongpo has a poem said, I want to go back by the wind, and afraid of qionglou yu, high and cold. Jiang yiran agreed, especially at this moment. The wind was breezy and the weather was very warm. She was wearing long sleeves but was still shivering from the wind.

The height was indeed cold, but she only wanted to sit here, recite Su Shi's classic verses, and appreciate the grandeur of du fu's view of the mountains. She looked down on the world as if she was the only one in the world, and she was out of the world. If yang bei were to see her, he would probably say that she was the one who had the audacity to lean against the ancients!

The breeze blew her face, and she closed her eyes to listen. The silent air caresses gently, the gentle breeze comforting.

She was about to be calm, just like what shen yaoyao had said, life was too short to be happy.

Do your best to make everything perfect, but it can't be done, something that can't be undone, why bother. All things stress the use of force can be, and no more.

However, in the face of zhu shui, she was hopeful after all. She would give her time to calm down and let herself have the courage to face it.

However, there were always people like zhang nan who were warm-hearted and did not know how to read her words.

As soon as Zhang Nan nan saw her beautiful little deskmate sitting on the seat with her nose shut, she slowly acted like a 78-year-old grandmother. When a person is sad or absent-minded, it is easy to be as if there are no bones, no energy and no spirit, the whole person appears lazy.

She couldn' t even bear to look at it anymore. She had been acting like she was going to die and die all day long, yet she still had to go to school properly. She might as well go home!

"Fellow deskmate, what are you worried about? It' ll be better if you say it out loud. Otherwise, you' ll be depressed every day, and you' ll be able to learn from it?" "

Jiang yiran squeezed out a smile reluctantly. Good table mate! "

Zhang nan was moved and her eyes showed regret." I don' t know what happened, but you must change your state quickly. The mid-term exam is coming! If you don't prepare for the exam, you'll be thrown onto the road. "

She said confidently," I'm telling you, I'm ready to crush you! Wahaha! Boy, wait to die! "

Jiang yiran was amused by her exaggerated and funny look and smiled sincerely. She smiled when she saw lin zhengzheng, who had just returned from the classroom with the coldness of autumn on her body.

How lucky she is, and with so many friends.

"Fellow tables, then continue to prepare. Be careful not to pass, though I think the probability is greater. Jiang yi playfully quarrels with zhang nan. In lin zhengzheng's eyes, there is also a smile in her dark eyes.

"By the way, you' ve been in such bad shape these past two days. Why haven' t you seen zhu shui come looking for you? "

The peaceful atmosphere became awkward because of zhang nan's sudden words. Jiang yiran was silent.

Zhang nan suddenly understood something." She's sick? I haven't seen her at school for days. You're all right, she's sick and you're okay. "

As if everything had been smoothed out, Zhang Nan nan returned to her territory and began to write.

Jiang yiran's thoughts were unsettled.

She told herself countless times to feel at ease, but she knew in her heart that it was more like self-hypnosis. Half of them were confused and half awake, and she was about to be torn in half.