"Of course..." Gan Qing stopped at the intersection, waiting for the red light to pass, "I hate her even more."

"Teenagers generally have a strong mentality," Yu Lanchuan said calmly, "If a person is not beautiful and cool, it is unlikely that teenage children will like him. This is normal."

Gan Qing: "What is your personal experience of raising an adolescent brother?"

Yu Lanchuan shrugged casually: "Yes, as long as you make him think that you are better than him and cooler than him, he will automatically imitate you and try to meet your expectations. This is much more effective than trying to reason with him. These things

The little kid has no conscience, no matter how nice he is to them, it won't work."

Since this little Yu Ye was already "extremely cool", Gan Qing couldn't tell for a moment whether he was a hidden expert on troubled youth or a troubled youth himself, so he could only say dryly: "Yes, you

Just treat me with the same principle from now on."

Yu Lanchuan: "..."

Gan Qing: "Especially when the legal system is in progress."

"I thought..." Yu Lanchuan glanced at her condescendingly. He wanted to use his usually intimidating gaze, but a gust of northwest wind happened to blow, and suddenly Gan Qing's half-length hair was lifted up.

Everything interrupted Mr. Yu's serious gaze, and it seemed to have penetrated into his throat. He had no choice but to cough dryly before finishing his off-key sarcasm, "...you are already an over-age naughty kid."

"People who are overage have no conscience." Gan Qing walked up to the zebra crossing with changing lights. "You see, everyone says that if you study hard, you can get into a good university; if you work hard, you can get a promotion and a salary increase; some fools may

I feel that hard work always pays off - in fact, other efforts may pay off, but "trying hard to do good to others" is not necessarily the case. Sometimes the harder you work, the more others push you and the more they think you are inferior... She is always being criticized wherever she goes.

Compared to someone who is bullied by others, although I don’t like to talk to her, I am still kind to her, so I became her roommate for a while.”

"That's when I realized that she was two different people during the day and night. She didn't know how to treat others during the day, and she didn't seem to understand anyone who said a few words to her. She was so stupid and heartless. But she couldn't even sleep at night.

She didn't dare to sleep soundly, because every dream was a nightmare. The first time I saw her screaming and struggling during a nightmare, I thought she was crazy, as if a ghost was sharpening her neck with a dull knife. When she woke up, she

I just hugged the quilt and shivered in my mind, huddled in the corner of the bed all night, counting the minutes, waiting for daybreak, then wiped my tears, and then acted like a fool."

"I have never seen such a person before. I went from simply annoying her to suspecting that she was not mentally normal. Instead, I became a little curious about her."

"She read books every day, even if she couldn't understand, she forced herself to read, but it was not easy to understand things that she didn't understand. In order to concentrate, she had to read aloud, 'buzzing'

, like a large mosquito, which is quite annoying, because she was beaten by others for this matter, but she just didn’t change it.”

"Usually when people bully her... like pushing her a few times, slapping her a few times, it's none of my business, and I pretend I didn't see it. But one time it went too far, and several people pulled her hair.

Banging against the wall, I saw that their attack was really not serious, and I was afraid that something would happen, so I just meddle in other people's business."

"She must have had a concussion at the time. It took her a long time to get up. While wiping the nosebleed, she actually smiled and asked me how to pronounce a word. I didn't know whether she really loved learning or was addicted to being beaten, so she said, '

Are you sick?', she said... She actually didn't know what the use of learning these things was, but I heard from others that her bad luck and domestic violence were all because she was uneducated, so she became superstitious and was a bit like a pilgrimage to gods.

mean."

She fell to the ground, rolled and crawled again. No matter how pious her heart was, her posture was ugly and her efforts were in vain.

"I told her that this has nothing to do with culture. When a person is beaten, either you are a bitch, or the person who beats you is a bitch, or both - there is no other reason - but she

Do not believe."

Yu Lanchuan said: "People whose lives are completely out of control sometimes have to grasp a simple and crude logic and do something that seems very metaphysical to outsiders."

Because I am uneducated, I have no ability to go out and make a lot of money to support myself and my mother. I can only rely on men's breath and endure men's fists. And if all the complicated factors that the parties involved are unwilling to think about are eliminated, this matter can be simplified.

Because "you are beaten because you are uneducated", then is it better to be literate? If you just chew the books you can't understand, you will be able to get rid of the nightmare, right?

"She said that people can't complain about their fate. The more they complain, the worse their fate will be. So if you still don't want to die, you have to work hard to live. There is no other way."

Chicken soup is an anesthetic. When you can't bear it anymore, take it out and recite a few paragraphs, just like the slaves who suffered in the old society prayed for the future, praying for the future from the "doctrine" they invented for comfort.

"It's a pity that she didn't even have time to finish reading a textbook. Within a few months of my living with her, she was hospitalized due to a serious illness. When she left, she probably felt something herself and kept all the books and notes.

She gave it to me so that I could have a chance to see her mother for her." Gan Qing said, "Not long after that, I heard that she had died - her mother had a long life, even though she was a sick person.

The lonely old man, how many years have passed, still has no intention of dying."

"When she was alive, she took good care of me, and I took her inheritance, so I could only hold my nose and occasionally look at the old lady. In those few years, I had nothing to do, and took her legacy

The things I downloaded have helped me catch up on the lessons I didn’t learn well in school... maybe it’s because mental illness is contagious.”

Yu Lanchuan didn't think twice and asked casually: "Why is she..."

When he said this, he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, so he suddenly stopped his words and froze.

Gan Qing turned around and looked at him from a few steps away: "Huh?"

She wore a shedding down jacket, which cost dozens of dollars in the supermarket. It smelled like chicken feathers and was bulging, as if she was carrying a turtle shell. But for some reason, it didn't look bloated on her body. She looked back.

For a moment, Yu Lanchuan even felt that clothes were flying and moving.

She smiled as if she didn't care, and answered for him: "Why didn't you say anything? Do you want to ask why she 'went in'?"

Yu Lanchuan's throat moved with difficulty and he choked. His mind went blank, like a murderer who was exposed by Conan on the spot. He didn't know how to explain it.

"Killing." Gan Qing said lightly, "She stabbed the man who beat her to death while he was drunk."

Yu Lanchuan was speechless.

Gan Qing lowered his head and smiled, continued to walk forward, and waved his hands with his back turned: "There is nothing to keep secret - wasn't it Yu Yan who told you? I am also a murderer. The person I killed was named Wei Huan, but the one who killed him was Wei Huan.

I was barely eighteen years old at that time. My master disowned me at that time, so I broke my own tendons and rebelled against him. Feeling that there was no place to go in the world, I was hit by two, and ran away to surrender in anger, so I was sentenced to

light."

It took Yu Lanchuan a while to find his voice, and he asked in a solemn voice: "Who is Wei Huan?"

Gan Qing didn't say anything, and after a while he said: "Family scandal... In terms of seniority, he is my senior brother and my enemy."

Yu Lanchuan: "What? Aren't you Wan Muchun..."

"A single lineage," Gan Qing said, "Yes, but Wei Huan was removed from the line a long time ago, before I was born. I heard that in his later years, my master regretted passing on Wan Muchun's kung fu. He said

Wan Muchun has evil deeds, a bad character, and is prone to going crazy... His old man is a member of the generation, maybe that's true."

"Wei Huan... someone told me that he is the son of my former master. I don't know whether to believe it or not. Anyway, as far as I can remember, the old man is a bachelor. I have never heard him mention his master's wife... maybe

Fortunately, he is gifted and gave birth to himself?" Gan Qing smiled half-heartedly, "Why else would he be willing to bear the stigma of being dirty? Wei Huan felt that he had worked so hard to develop his superb knife skills.

It's ridiculous to use it to cut tofu shreds. He has always been ambitious and wanted to eat back the golden basin where the master washed his hands. So he was expelled from the master later."

"Eat it back?" Yu Lanchuan asked, "Become a killer?"

"What can't Wan Muchun do with his skills?" Gan Qing smiled, "What others can't do, dirty things that can't be done, can be solved with a three-inch and two-point knife blade. How much money do you want to get? You have to do it every day

Do you make a pot of vinegar money a month by cooking for others while covered in oil fumes? Logically speaking, the person who was expelled from the master should have his kung fu destroyed by his master, but he didn't check for a while and let him run away... Now thinking about it, it should be

Someone is helping him, probably Xu Zhao and his ilk as Gang Leader Yang mentioned."

"Wei Xiao has always regretted that he didn't listen to his master and taught such an unscrupulous disciple, so he has been trying every means to find out his whereabouts. If he hears any strange murder happening, he will chase him," Gan Qing said, and paused

After a pause, he said, "I was adopted by him at this time. My father was killed by Wei Huan. Wei Xiao arrived in time and called the police. Wei Huan was injured and ran away before he could do anything else. My mother has been frightened ever since.

Feeling in a daze, Wei Xiao felt sorry for himself and moved to a neighbor to take care of us for two years... One day he was away from home and when he came back he found that my mother had committed suicide. I was three years old and was locked in the hut by her..."

Yu Lanchuan's heart trembled and he looked at her with an indescribable look.

"Hey, what's that look in your eyes? I don't remember any of these things," Gan Qing said. "You're too young. What do you know at the age of three? My hometown is a small place and there isn't even an orphanage. There were no adoptions or anything like that at that time."

It wasn’t too strict. I had no one to care about me at that time, and I had no other relatives. Wei Xiao came forward and took me away. When I grew up, I found out about these things by chance, and I always hated him in my heart. Wei Xiao never told me

I...I even think that he didn't teach me Kung Fu properly just to protect that person and for fear that I would seek revenge from him."

Yu Lanchuan lowered his voice very softly: "According to Yu Yan, this Wei Huan's fingerprints and DNA information show that he is a criminal suspect in many unsolved cases, a vicious and dangerous person, and you were just a minor at the time.

The girl surrendered again. If the defense lawyer is reliable, it could be said to be self-defense, but in fact it’s not at all..."

"It wasn't self-defense, I was chasing him. But I didn't know how to do it, and I was miserable at the time. If I pretended to be pitiful, no one would suspect...I told you I was a middle school student." Gan Qing said in a good temper.

He laughed and said, "I don't like to hear the word 'self-defense' because I think it implies that the loser came to my door and wanted to do something to me. As for me, the poor little one, I screamed and pissed off and accidentally killed someone."

.So I told the police that if I didn’t want to kill him, I could slash his neck twenty or thirty times and he wouldn’t die. It was a complete mistake.”

Yu Lanchuan: "..."

"Hey, I'm so embarrassed when I say these unfortunate things. It's ridiculous." Gan Qing said nonchalantly, "You are responsible for what you have done. What's the point of being bitter and resentful? But thank you for not looking the other way."

Look, I'm really grateful. I have to cook more diligently from now on. Xiao Yu, please stop being so careful and gentle, it's so disgusting."

Yu Lanchuan had a very subtle feeling, as if he had accidentally entered a forbidden place uninvited. He was so frightened that he did not dare to come out. However, the owner came in and turned on the lights without saying anything, greeting him as if he was okay.

"Three are missing and one is missing. Hey brother, do you want to play a game?"

Waste of feelings!

"You are overthinking!" Yu Lanchuan said stiffly, "Who is being cautious? Who is being gentle... what the hell! People like you are a destabilizing factor in society. After being reformed once, you don't start over again. Every day you are either cheating or breaking the law.

On the verge of crime!”
Chapter completed!