I was so tired that I couldn't help myself.

I had this thought, but I stopped myself.

He ran away from that home after graduating from junior high school. It has been three years now. He went back in the first year, but never went back in the second and third years.

He never called home again. He couldn't say home, because he had no home.

He had no parents and was fostered at his grandmother's house.

The person who was nominally his mother had ignored him for as long as he could remember, just like he had an infectious disease, and he would be infected if he touched him.

Even if he gave money to his grandmother to raise him, he acted as if he was giving him alms, which was disgusting.

When he was a child, he didn't understand and called her mom, but what he got was a warning, "Don't call me mom, don't tell anyone I'm your mom." Why did she give birth to him when she didn't want him to call her and didn't raise him? He had no choice, he couldn't choose whether to come to this world, whether to be born or not. She, the so-called mother, should have a choice, I don't understand why she was born.

Completely out of sleep, Liu Qinglin got up and sat on the bed.

After thinking for a moment, he got up and hurried downstairs.

"Look at that girl just now, where did she go."

"She should have gone to the trade city to buy things." After getting the answer, Liu Qinglin rushed out.

The trade city is very large, with many large and small shops intertwined, and there are also many people shopping inside. Liu Qinglin looked at each one.

Not letting go of any suspicious figure, he searched around, and didn't see them all.

He sat on the stone pier at the exit, thinking about going back to the store, but finally decided to wait a little longer. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, he saw a thin girl with short hair carrying a large suitcase.

The hairstyle was similar to the one Chen Hua had just seen on his phone. He tentatively called out, "Jiang Xue."

The girl looked up at him, with only a strange look in her eyes.

After Jiang Xue had her hair cut, she went to buy two sets of clothes.

The styles of the clothes were mainly simple and neutral.

Then she found a fairly regular store and bought a set of domestically produced, not very expensive basic skin care products for her own use.

There was also a brand of sunscreen and a parasol.

She was really dark now. Although it would take time to get white again, she couldn't let herself get darker.

After buying her own things, she was going to buy the tools and products she needed for makeup.

The amount in her wallet was limited, so the choices were limited. She could only rely on her experience to choose the barely usable ones, and when she had money in the future, she would change to something that was easy to use and convenient.

She bought a password box and picked a full box of things.

In addition to a full set of cosmetics, a hair dryer, curling irons, and some headwear, etc.

She still had more than 100 yuan left after spending all this.

She was still short of some things, but she didn't buy them if they were not necessary.

Carrying these things, she put on some simple makeup in the women's bathroom. She looked completely different in the mirror.

Because she had short hair and a thin body, she looked neat and handsome in a neutral style.

She wanted to look less childish, so she simply trimmed her wild eyebrows, used natural foundation to even out her skin tone, and contoured her features to make them three-dimensional. The natural lipstick color instantly improved her complexion. After all this, she looked less childish, and even her tanned skin looked much better.

She couldn't compare with the beauty that money brought her in her previous life, but she had changed a lot compared to the refugee she was before.

Carrying a suitcase and a few bags of clothes, she wondered if it would be troublesome to take the bus back, and whether she should take a taxi back. At this moment, Jiang Xue suddenly heard someone calling her name.

After looking around, I saw that it was a non-mainstream person sitting on the stone pier who called me.

He was wearing a black skull T-shirt, an exaggerated necklace on his neck, ripped jeans, and a metal chain hanging on one side of his jeans.

He was about 175 cm tall.

Non-mainstream had yellow hair, which was longer than hers.

His thick bangs almost covered his eyes. His face was small, his skin was white, and he was handsome.

But who was this person? ? Did he call me by my name just now? Or did I hear it wrong?

"Jiang Xue, you are not at home studying, why are you here?" Non-mainstream frowned and said again.

"You are..." Jiang Xue took a step back and asked defensively.

The other party seemed a little angry when he heard her words, pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and said: "I am Liu Qinglin!!"

Liu Qinglin? ? She looked at the non-mainstream in front of her again. This is her brother!

The face in her memory

When they began to overlap, Jiang Xue called out in surprise: "Brother!"

"Why are you here too? I didn't recognize you in this way." Not only because of the way you dress, but also because she hadn't seen this brother for more than ten years.

Liu Qinglin is her half-brother.

He was raised at his grandmother's house since he was a child.

At first, she thought Liu Qinglin was her uncle's child. Every time she went to her grandmother's house, Liu Qinglin was four years older than her. Not only did he not play with her, he also liked to bully her.

When she was older, she learned from her cousin at her uncle's house that he was actually her brother, born before her mother got married, and raised under her uncle's name.

At that time, she was living under someone else's roof, and she thought that the other party was more pitiful than herself. When he bullied her again, she never talked back or told the adults.

Instead, she was a little cautious in flattery.

He probably thought it was boring, so he stopped teasing her.

When she was in the first grade, Liu Qinglin was already in the fifth grade.

Jiang Hang, the third child of her uncle's family, was her classmate. He had a fight with a classmate, and the other party called his senior brother.

When they were going home after school, they were blocked by several people.

They thought they would be beaten, but Liu Qinglin came out and said a few words, and the group of people left.

"This is my sister and my brother. If I know you dare to block them again, you'll be in trouble." Liu Qinglin's words made Jiang Hang want to worship him as his elder brother and mix with him.

At that time, Jiang Hang secretly told her: "I heard from my mother that she is your real brother."

"He is so awesome! Your brother is so good, much better than my brother." Jiang Xue looked at Jiang Hang in surprise. She thought that what she heard from her cousin from her grandmother's family was a secret that no one knew. It turned out that in the end, she was the only one who didn't know, and everyone knew it.

Later, Liu Qinglin was in junior high school, and she was still in elementary school. Jiang Hang was a troublemaker. He would fight with those of the same age who could beat him. If he couldn't beat them, he would ask his senior brothers. He asked Jiang Xue to run away from Liu Qinglin, saying, "He is your brother and my brother. We go home together every two days. If I get beaten, you may also get beaten. If I get beaten and go home, my grandma will know, and you may get beaten again! So you have to help me."

Jiang Xue didn't go, so he coaxed her.

Jiang Xue stopped him from going to the classroom, called him brother in a low voice, and then didn't know how to start.

"What's the matter? Someone bullied you again."

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