Chapter 417: Xue Ba male **** (20)

Yang Yan ran to the vicinity of the Xufu Road intersection and saw Ji Yang standing on the side of the road at a glance. He was wearing a thin white shirt, the shirt was smooth, white and dust-free, with black pants underneath and long legs. .
With a faint look, her temperament was cold and restrained, making her eyes invisible.
Xu Shi wasn't used to appearing in the sight of others with him, and she stood still not far away.
Ji Yang turned around and saw her.
The two eyes were opposite each other. He saw that she was not moving, and frowned slightly. Yang Yan Yuguang glanced around and slowly moved forward.
It's also close to school, and she does advise.
The string at the bottom of my heart tightened every time I stepped away from him.
Since she was with him, she found that her courage was getting smaller and smaller, and she was more afraid.
"Are you a snail?" Ji Yang took a step forward when she was a few steps away from her, holding her hand. "Wait for your arrival, is it time to buy dinner for dinner?"
"Yeah ..." Yang Yan responded wildly, watching the two people holding the hands so nervous, but his hands were wide and warm, giving her a sense of security she had never had before.
Unwilling to let go.
"Don't dare to respond?" Ji Yang raised her hand, bent her fingers, and tried to knock her, Yang Yang shrank his neck, "Don't knock me."
This picture actually made Ji Yang laugh. His hand still fell down. As soon as Yang Ming was about to scream, he became a rubbing head.
Attach the top of her head and gently rub her silky smooth hair.
At that moment, Yang Xuan felt that he had hallucinations, and his black and sharp eyes seemed to be full of gentle and petting light.
In the meantime, Ji Yang has pulled her into the supermarket entrance and stood on the escalator online.
"What to eat?" He asked sideways.
"I eat what you eat." She didn't pick anything. Ji Yang's food was delicious. He thought it was delicious. She would also feel delicious.
Ji Yang pulled the shopping cart and pushed it in one hand. Yang Yan was embarrassed to let him push it alone and snatched over, "I'll be fine."
She can't cook, so he has to come.
Ji Yang walked to the meat eating area and walked, "The refrigerator in my home is empty. Buy more."
"Um." She echoed.
In the next, she watched Ji Yang buy more, chicken, duck and goose, and fish.
"A spare rib is a pound." His slender fingers pointed at one of them.
"Ok."
...
Yang Yan pushed the car and walked behind him, always staring at his back, so he had some fireworks.
Seems to be the same as ordinary people.
It's no different.
But sometimes it still made her look up and worship, the best boy in her heart.
"What about the transcript?" Ji Yang put the ribs in the car, looked up at her, and suddenly asked.
"Ah?" Yang Yan pushed the car with both hands and didn't dare to look at him. It felt like he was too afraid to explain to his parents.
"How was the exam?" Ji Yang said, reaching out to pick up a packet of peanuts, checking the shelf life, then letting it into the car, and go home for a while.
"Fortunately, Ban Ren praised me." She said awkwardly, like a child seeking praise, and was working hard to suppress herself.
"That's a lot of progress, good." Ji Yang affirmed.
After hearing the words, Yang Yan's eyes were filled with joy, "Of course, I have improved by 300 compared to the last time. If I work harder, my performance will improve!"
Even if she couldn't stand with him, she still wanted to try to get closer to him, closer.
Ji Yang nodded and looked sideways at her, "I'm looking forward to it."
With a smile, Yang Yan pushed the shopping cart forward, letting go of his ambitions, "I will continue."
Ji Yang stepped in with one hand and followed her.
Watching Yang Yan put a pack of snacks in the shopping cart, his excitement still brought the child's nature.
By the time she was about to check out, she was dumbfounded.
I accidentally chose a half-cart snack, and looked at Ji Yang with a guilty conscience, but there was no way to play it back.
"I'll check it out." She was going to rush forward and couldn't let Ji Yang checkout. She's a white eater these days.
Before she stood still, she was pulled back again by Ji Yang. She stood and stretched out her hand. The other party was pulling out the snacks in the shopping cart. A clear voice came, "I should reward you if you have finished the exam."
"Continue to work hard next time."
As he said, Yang Yan was blushing and rejoicing.
At the end of the account was Ji Yangjie, she carried her snacks, and the remaining bag was Ji Yangzai.
Back home at eleven o'clock.
Ji Yang walked into the kitchen, and Yang Yan ran to fight. She is more proficient these days, and no longer messes up.
Soon, three dishes and one soup were ready.
They are still very rich.
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Yang Yan scrambled to wash the dishes. In the past, he hated these greasy things. He wouldn't touch them when he died. Now he feels acceptable.
He was willing to cook when she cooked the dishes.
"Your phone." Ji Yang walked in and passed her phone.
"Huh?" Yang Yan put down the bowl in his hand, looked at the notes, his eyes changed, quickly took over, "I'll take it."
She walked towards the balcony after speaking, her pace was a little quick.
When I pressed the answer, I put my phone in my ear and shook my hand a little, and my emotions were tumbling, my lips moved, and I still didn't speak.
"Is it Xiaoyu?" Chen Xue's words came from there. "I'm a mother."
Yang Yan wet his eyes, leaned against the wall and said nothing, fearing that he could not help crying as soon as he got out.
A few days have passed, and Ji Yang downplayed the impact of this incident, but it was a thorn in her heart.
It wasn't long before Dad died, and before she came out of it, Mom abandoned her.
She became a fatherless orphan.
"It was the mother's impulsiveness, and the company's bankruptcy hit her very hard. After all, so much effort was paid, and you shouldn't spit on you. Where do you live now? Come to the mother." Chen Xue gently The voice came again.
"Don't," she muttered, already choked.
"Mom won't leave you. The winter vacation is coming soon. It's Chinese New Year. How do you spend it alone?" Chen Xue disapproved.
"I don't!" She shed tears and cried. "You haven't cared about me at all, only Uncle Du and your son are under your eyes. My father died, and my mother followed."
She cried like a helpless child, sliding down the wall, hugging her knees, "I just want you to see me, no matter what I do, you will not see me, you do n’t love dad, and not love me."
"You don't love us at all."
Chen Xue was asked, with a calm voice, "Small sister, don't talk nonsense, how can my mother ..."
"I don't love you anymore, don't want you anymore." Yang Ming said, hung up the phone, and buried her head in her knees and cried.
When she was young, she did not enjoy selfless motherly love. Yang Han who accompanied her to grow up the most was that after the other's death, she could not accept the reality for a long time.
What does it mean to live?
She even thought it would be good to be with her father when she died.
No one knows better than her the loneliness and despair abandoned by the world.
She was crying out of breath, dizzy, and pulled up when she was out of breath.
"Don't touch me ..." She didn't dare to look up, pulling back to pull her hand, and he was so embarrassed every time he saw it.
He should see the best of her, so she didn't deserve him.
As soon as Ji Yang tried hard, she stood up and leaned into his arms. Others hugged before breaking free.
Yang Yan cried, speaking intermittently, "She didn't care about me, she didn't care about me for so long ..."
"She doesn't want me."
...
Her tears kept flowing, no matter how Chen Xue was her mother, it was her mother, not others.
"Then we don't want her anymore." Ji Yang touched the back of her head and patted it gently, her words low and calm.
Yang Yan gasped, crying with sweat, his cheeks flushed, staying in his arms without looking up, and whispering, "I ... I didn't intentionally not take the money. Dad said that the company's transformation was unsuccessful and there was no market. Waste of money. Keep it. Uncle and grandpa will arrange it. Mom won't listen. "
"Dad can't be wrong."
"I didn't guard my mother. I knew it would be like this. I would ask Uncle. My mother just didn't listen to me."
...
She muttered a few times, explaining in her words, but she already had some doubts about herself.
"These results were not caused by you." Ji Yang lifted her head and looked at Hongtong's eyes, saying word by word, "You are not wrong. The facts have proved that you are right. Don't let others grab your weakness Compromise, understand? "
"I only have a mother." Her sobbing sound was dull and small, like an injured kitten, helpless.
Although he said a lot to Chen Xue, why not be a coquettish with anger and want to make people coax.
"You still have me." Ji Yang's black eyes looked at her seriously, and her words were clear. "You can live here for as long as you like, but you have to think rationally about some things, and some things, you can't come."
"Your dad always has a reason for your dad to do this."
Yang Yan looked at his expression, his heart calmed down gradually, "Mom wants money, I know."
The moment Chen Xue called her, she guessed it.
The company went bankrupt, the other party's money filled the loopholes and was forced to live in the teacher's building of Du Dong, which was a huge blow to her spoiled and accustomed.
"At first, my mother thought that the company could still make money, so she transferred the house in her name to me. It was not for me to make a good name and stop Grandpa."
"She doesn't love me that much, she just needs me now."
Ji Yang wiped her tears with her fingertips. She didn't speak, just hugged her, walked to the room, and put it on the bed.
Yang Ye seems simple. In fact, she sees many things better than anyone else, but after Yang Han's death, she is too helpless to compromise step by step.
That kind of helplessness has too much sadness.
She didn't let Ji Yang get up, reached out and hugged him, and continued to bury her head in his arms. After a while, she said, "If I can be better, my mother may not be willing to give up on me, and my father will be very happy."
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