When Liang Qiaoqiao called, Nanxi had already taken the bus back to school. She passed through the city. The road became spacious and the vehicles were relatively ridiculed. Nanxi leaned against the side of the bus and looked out the window with a heavy look.

The sad emotions of parting cannot be wiped out at once, let alone the person who left was Li Weihuan.

The trees on both sides of the road were lush and lush, mixed with fine sunlight and gentle wind slowly passing through her eyes, as if every tree was the same, but every tree had its own differences.

Lu Yinchu was right. In life, there are inevitable joys and sorrows and separations, and luckily there is still a possibility of reunion in the future!

Before we get together again, everyone is working hard toward the breeze and the sunshine, growing hard, maturing, perfecting cultivation, gentle personality, and clear soul...

Nanxi took a deep breath, his thoughts were a little confused, but also a little light. Although he was depressed, the trace of vitality that rose in his heart was slowly shading the desolation in his consciousness with a bright color.

The corners of my lips were bent.

She was so relaxed that when the phone in her bag rang, she couldn't hear it immediately. Seeing that the number was Liang Qiaoqiao, she couldn't help but frown. Isn't Liang Qiaoqiao skiing in Switzerland now? I guess she was calling her to show off on the snow peak!

She answered the phone and shouted, "Cousin..."

"Nanxi..."

Nanxi was stunned because Liang Qiaoqiao's voice was a little wrong, and she felt a little calm, "Cousin, what's wrong?"

"Nanxi, I..."

When Nanxi heard this, his heart was even more intense and he hurriedly said, "Cousin, what's wrong with you? Where are you now? Tell me..."

"I..." Liang Qiaoqiao's voice trembled, "I am now... in Switzerland..."

"..." Nanxi pursed her lips, Liang Qiaoqiao was like skiing in Switzerland. She knew, but...

"Cousin, is something happening? Tell me... don't worry, just say it slowly..."

"Nanxi, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it..." Liang Qiaoqiao's voice was already choked, "Nanxi, I accidentally... bumped into someone! What should I do, what should I do..."

...

When Nanxi arrived at the school dormitory, Yang Su and Lan Qier were both there. Nanxi didn't say anything. He walked straight to his desk, opened the cabinet with the key, and searched out his wallet, bank card and other things. His face looked very anxious.

Yang Su was still injured, and Lan Qier was puzzled while sitting on the bed. The two looked at each other and Yang Su asked, "Nanxi, what are you doing?"

Nanxi looked at the two people, bit his lip, and finally said, "Su Su, Lanlan, do you have money? I want...I want to borrow some money!"

The two looked at each other, puzzled.

Liang Qiaoqiao was skiing in Switzerland, and there were seven casual tour groups in total. Everyone was having a good time, and Liang Qiaoqiao was also very happy. Last night, Liang Qiaoqiao and two friends went to a wine bar in Switzerland to have a drink.

When she went back, several people were drunk. Liang Qiaoqiao thought she had a good alcohol tolerance, and she said she really didn't feel drunk, so she didn't call a driver. With the help of the bar staff, she helped two friends into the car and drove back by herself. Unexpectedly, something happened on the road and hit someone.

No one died, but that person was injured! The injury was not particularly serious, but it was not light. Liang Qiaoqiao drove drunk and injured someone again. She was abroad, so it was difficult to distinguish the blame.

Under Liang Qiaoqiao's friend's handling, the other party accepted an out-of-court settlement, but needed some compensation, which was not small.

Nanxi recalled a word: The world is impermanent.

In this world, every day, every moment, all kinds of things are happening about sorrow and joy.

Perhaps because those things did not happen to you, either sad or happy, it has nothing to do with you.

You still live your own life every day, occasionally sighing about life, occasionally remembering the past, talking about love, talking about love, wandering with smiles, and being sad.

Six years ago, Nanxi's parents disappeared, and Nanxi, who was sixteen years old at the time, became a lonely and helpless person.

At that time, she suddenly realized that when people were helpless, their former smile would become forced smiles in the end, and their former pretended calm would also become a sharp sword that beats your indifference and ethics.

Familiar traces When familiar people disappear, you will find that there are strangers around you, people you don’t know!

When she sat in the rent, Nanxi's face was calm. Lan Qi'er gave her a look and held her hand and said, "Nanxi, call us if you have something to do, don't forget!"

Nanxi glanced at her and tried to smile, "Okay!"

"Also, I will ask Bai Yuchuan and the others to borrow some. Let's find a way together. You should be able to get all of them... Don't thank you, it's too unfair!"

Nanxi pursed her lips, her eyes were wet, and her hands tightened when she grabbed Lan Qier.

I don’t say thank you, but thanks are written in my heart, self-evident.

...

Nanxi went to my uncle's calligraphy and painting store, but there were no guests, and Liang Youquan was practicing calligraphy.

Nanxi stood at the door, looking at him carefully wielding his brush, and suddenly thought of his father.

My mother's calligraphy and painting are excellent. She is a talented woman. Her father loves her mother and loves her talent even more. So in order to get closer to her mother, her father also began to learn calligraphy and painting, and she was very concise.

In her eyes, her father has always been a gentle man, just like Liang Youquan.

Nanxi took a deep breath, walked in, and shouted, "Uncle...", and had already given up on his original plan.

She knew how much money his uncle had and how much money he could afford, otherwise how could he have thought of selling his storefront to buy a dowry for her and Liang Qiaoqiao?

That money is just a drop in the bucket!

Liang Youquan saw Nanxi, his eyebrows and eyes were bent, and his joy had already stained his cheeks. He waved to her, "Nanxi, come here quickly, my uncle wrote a few words today, come and take a look..."

Nanxi walked over with a smile and saw a poem in front of Liang Youquan now: This year, the plum blossoms in Jiangnan are not blooming, and I am so sorry that Nanxi's poems are not coming.

Nanxi's heart trembled, and Liang Youquan sighed, "I finally understood your mother's helpless mood at the beginning. Although she left home, her heart never left!"

Nanxi bit his lip, but he didn't know what to say for a while, and he just felt his nose was sour.

Liang Youquan didn't want to make me sad, and said to Nanxi, "Go home for lunch and have a meal, and my uncle will make delicious food for you!"

Nanxi nodded. Some things were too anxious. She needed to find a solution slowly. The reason why Liang Qiaoqiao called her was obviously because she trusted her. Liang Qiaoqiao didn't want Liang Youquan to know about this. She had to help Liang Qiaoqiao hide it!

After having lunch at the Liang family, he talked with his grandmother for a while. It was not until his grandmother fell asleep that Nanxi told Liang Youquan that there was something wrong with the school and left the Liang family. As soon as he left the community door, the cell phone in his bag rang. It was Liang Qiaoqiao...

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Chapter completed!