The sound stopped abruptly.

Jiang Yu frowned, and was about to ask who the person next to her was, when the voice was suddenly withdrawn, and the other side showed that she was typing, and another text message was sent.

[Hmm, I just finished the exam.]

Guilty?

Jiang Yu typed with a sullen face: [Is there someone next to you?]

After a while, the kid replied: [Classmate who took the exam with me.]

Jiang Yu sneered in her heart.

Classmate? And a boy? Why didn't she know that Cheng Suran had a close male classmate at school?? If it's just an ordinary classmate, why would he just call her by nickname? Do boys call girls by nicknames so casually?

Why cut the video message if you are not guilty.

The more she thought about it, the more suspicious it became, as if the bird she carefully raised had flown away with others. Jiang Yu was upset, and she tapped her fingertips heavily on the screen, and issued an order: [Come here now.]

Soon, the kid replied "Okay".

Pretty obedient.

Jiang Yu's expression softened a little, she put down her phone, and continued to look through the photobook.

Cheng Suran in the photo has a lively beauty, as if growing freely in the wild, without any trace of artificial carving. It was also after seeing these photos that Jiang Yu understood why Qi Yan fell in love with her at a glance that day.

People who don't know Cheng Suran and only look at these photos, will definitely think that this is a girl who grew up carefree in a warm and happy environment.

Jiang Yu knew that the reality was the opposite.

The kid is very sensitive, not very confident, always preoccupied, does not have the vigor and vitality of her peers, does not know how to behave in front of others, but is obedient, soft, and silly in front of her, and once she? thought she was playing hard to get.

In fact, she is also a contradiction like her...

Looking at it, Jiang Yu couldn't help showing her aunt's smile, time passed quickly, until a knock on the door brought her back to her thoughts.

The office door opened a gap first, then slowly widened, a small head poked in cautiously, followed by half of the body, then the whole person.

"Elder sister.."

"Come here." Jiang Yu beckoned to her.

Cheng Suran observed her face carefully, put down her bag, walked obediently and sat on her lap, but just looked at her, as if waiting for some order.

The small face is plain and neat, only lightly drawn eyebrows, and the hair is a bit messy. Although it is simple, it has delicate bones and it is comfortable to look at

Jiang Yu didn't speak, she held her face in her hands and kissed her.

She bit her lip as punishment.

"Hmm..." Cheng Suran frowned in pain, but she didn't dare to move, and obediently endured the bite.

She knew that her sister was upset.

The scorching hot breath whizzed past, strong and merciless, as if it wanted to swallow her alive, her hands and feet felt a little weak, her bones were brittle, and she groaned and groaned in the woman's arms.

Unknowingly, she was pushed down on the sofa, and two thick clothes could not block that hand.

The palms wrap them and the size is just right.

Jiang Yu liked it very much.

–gulug

The stomach growled.

In the middle of her excitement, Jiang Yu had to stop, slowed down for a while, and leaned into her ear: "Hungry?"

"Mm, a little..." Cheng Suran blushed and panted.

Jiang Yu helped her up, wrapped her in her arms, and asked casually, "How was the exam?"

Cheng Suran was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that she would continue to care about this, her heart suddenly became beautiful and sweet, and the corners of her mouth curled up, "Mm, I'm sure I can pass."

Jiang Yu stared at her quietly.

Her kissed lips were moist and soft, slightly flushed with blood, like a tempting fruit, waiting to be picked.

"Are there any boys chasing you at school?"

"There used to be."

"What about the girls?"

"I don't know..." Cheng Suran shook her head and pursed her lips.

Sure enough, she guessed right, her sister was upset because a boy called her nickname during the voice message. But for some reason, she jumped up and down with joy, as if she had discovered some great secret, pointing to what she thought in her heart.

Does my sister care about that?

Does it mean that she has a little place in her sister's heart..

"Remember to abide by the terms of the agreement." Jiang Yu turned away her face and said in a calm tone.

Cheng Suran froze, all her illusions were extinguished in an instant, and she nodded dully: "Okay."

Jiang Yu handed her a photobook.

"?"

"The finished product, one for the company, and one for yourself."Jiang Yu lied without changing her expression.

There was more than one picture album, but the surname Qi was quite sensible, and sent two copies, one for the children, and the other for herself, but she couldn't tell.

Cheng Suran looked at herself on the cover and blushed, "Sister, why did you use this..."

"Qi Yan did that." Jiang Yu said displeased.

"..."

"Aren't you hungry? Let's go eat, what do you want?" Jiang Yu stood up and picked up her bag.

"As long as it's not spicy." Cheng Suran put the photobook into her bag like holding a baby.

The two went out one after the other.

Jiang Yu walked ahead alone, tall and long-legged, walking faster and faster. The sunlight in the corridor fell on her body, casting a thin shadow.

Cheng Suran looked at her indifferent back, and trotted to follow, but after all, her legs were a little short and she was tired from following, so she carefully took her hand, "Sister... that boy was from our professional club before, and we did group activities together, At that time, because the group atmosphere was very good, everyone called each other by nicknames, I said they can call me Ranran, but then I quit..."

"Why are you telling me these things?" Jiang Yu asked calmly.

"Hmm..." Cheng Suran hesitated for a moment, and swallowed the "don't be angry" that came to her lips, "I want to say, I will strictly abide by the agreement."

Jiang Yu stopped talking.

...

After lunch outside and returning to the company, Cheng Suran saw the small white car she often rode in, but did not see the driver, Xiao Wen. She was wondering when Jiang Yu got into the driver's seat with the key and asked her to get in the car.

"Did you bring your driver's license?"

"No, it's in the school dormitory..." She was called over ahead of time, and she hadn't had time to go back to get it.

Although she doesn't know what her sister is going to do.

Jiang Yu patted the steering wheel and asked uncertainly, "Have you been on the road?"

"No." Cheng Suran vaguely understood.

"Starting from today, Drive this car for 20 kilometers a day. After you get used to it, go to the parking lot and practice reverse parking ten times a day then parallel parking ten times a day, can you do it?"

"..."

"Speak, don't be in a daze." Jiang Yu looked at her seriously.

Cheng Suran's lips moved, hesitantly asked: "Why?"

"Driving is an essential life skill. You can actually learn it only by being on the road. The driving instructor only teaches you how to pass the test."

"I mean... sister, you don't have to..."

Before she could finish speaking, she lowered her head, her fingers tightly twisted together. She couldn't help thinking about it. This was the third time today, sometimes she really hoped that her sister wouldn't treat her so well and give up her thoughts, so once the contract expired, she could leave happily.

Countdown to twenty days.

The midday sun shone through the glass, dying her thick black hair a tinge of golden brown.

Jiang Yu watched her with complicated feelings in her heart.

How can there be such a stupid person?

Doesn't want extra money, doesn't accept expensive gifts, not just that, but she also doesn't even have the intention to use her as a springboard. She doesn't know whether to say that she is too stupid, or——

Swayed?

Impossible.

Jiang Yun felt a little annoyed, closed her eyes, rubbed her temples with her fingertips, and said quietly: "When I first arrived in Paris, I was a freelance model, literally free model, no company, no agent, no activity channel, it all depends on looking for resources by myself, I was stupid at the beginning, with limited cognitive ability, thinking that as long as I worked hard, I could always find a way.”

"A year later I met my scout Bastain, a very famous designer, and he asked me to wear his clothes for a solo show. At that time, I was short-sighted and didn't know how big an opportunity it was, I just wanted to take the generous salary he gave. It was after the big show that my name was remembered by some people in the circle. Later, he recommended me to his magazine editor friend, and then there was a company who proactively approached me... I always mentioned his name during the interview, and he didn't mind being used by me. Break through your own cognition and jump to a higher and broader place, otherwise you will only be trapped in a small puddle forever, earning enough food and having enough clothing, and not being able to eat a few years of youthful food..."

While talking, Jiang Yu opened her eyes.

"There are rumors in China that I had an affair with him, but the truth is, he is gay. He passed away last spring, and I attended his funeral. It was because of luck after all."

She laughed while talking, and turned her head to look at Cheng Suran, with a glimmer of light in her deep eyes.

Little fool.

Why don't you use me?

I'd love to be used by you.

Cheng Suran met Jiang Yu's gaze, her heart trembled slightly, as if a fire was burning in her chest. She grabbed her hand suddenly, and said seriously: "Sister, only those with strength can catch luck, otherwise, no matter how good and violent the luck comes, it will only be a flash in the pan."

She remembered that sentence: Luck is an excuse for the weak, but also a humble word for the strong.

Whether it is luck or strength, these are not important, what is important is that she found that her sister is willing to share the past with her. Although, just a little bit.

Their eyes intertwined

After a long silence, Jiang Yu suddenly smiled, turned her face away, with helplessness in her eyes.

The kid doesn't understand.

Nevermind.

"Since there are conditions when you are studying, we should pass the novice period as soon as possible. Now, let's go get your driver's license. I'll drive and you watch." Jiang Yu withdrew her hand, picked up the key, inserted it, and turned to the first gear.

The warmth in her palm suddenly disappeared, and Cheng Suran came back to her senses, feeling empty.

"The key has two gears. The first gear is to turn on the power, and you can see which lights are on to indicate which equipment on the car is working. Turning to the second gear is the ignition and starting the car."

"Sister, do you want me to call you Teacher Jiang?"

"Whatever."

"Hey, Teacher Jiang." She stuck out her tongue.

Jiang Yu smiled, stepped on the brake with one foot, and said: "Look, the automatic transmission is different from the manual transmission car in the driving school. There are only two pedals, the left brake and the right accelerator. The brake is also equivalent to the clutch. Before putting down the handbrake, you must step on it."? Hold the brakes and..."

Cheng Suran watched and listened intently.

The car slowly drove up the main road, heading towards the school, Jiang Yu stopped talking, and stared straight ahead intently, with only a dull silence in her ears.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could feel the kid looking at her frequently.

She doesn't move.

"Elder sister.."

"Mm."

"I don't want to use you." Cheng Suran lowered her head, her tone sounded a bit sad, her small face was hidden in the shadow of her hair.

She understood.

It's good to be a fool.

Jiang Yu tightened her grip on the steering wheel.

...

After going to school to get her driver's license, Jiang Yu drove the car to a sparsely populated road in the suburbs, and switched places with Cheng Suran, letting her familiarize herself with the car's equipment first, and then run a few times back and forth.

She is a gentle and patient teacher.

Cheng Suran is a good student who is smart and quick to learn.

In the afternoon, her results were good. She could speed up to 50 on the road with few people, but after entering the urban area, she still had to let Jiang Yu take over.

Originally, she was a little guilty that her sister was so busy and took time to take her to practice, but in fact, she wished that the two of them would stick together all the time. Jiang Yu is not free to take her every day, so Tian Lin asked Xiao Wen, the driver, to urge Cheng Suran to complete the task. As long as she has time, she will personally supervise.

During these times, she felt that she was needed.

...

Countdown to fifteen days.

Checking the practice results for the last time, Jiang Yu asked Cheng Suran to go around the area where the school is located, and then go to the city center in the evening.

The stereo was playing Jiang Yu's favorite "Brief Encounter". Cheng Suran was in a great mood, and she hummed along while driving, and the humming reached a climax when a phone call suddenly came in and interrupted the music.

"Zhao Yihan, who is it?" Jiang Yu read out the name of the caller ID.

Cheng Suran slowed down and whispered, "My cousin."

"Let's pull over and stop, this road allows parking." Jiang Yu said calmly, a shadow of a person flashed in her mind.

The one she saw at the gate of the kid's school about two months ago.

Tsk.

Cheng Suran parked the car on the side of the road, crookedly, accepted the call and before she could speak, her cousin's voice echoed through the bluetooth speaker in the whole car:

"Where are you? Come out quickly, I have something to tell you."

"..."

"Hello?"

"School."

"What are you still doing at school on Saturday? Hurry up, come to No. 659 Jinyang Road, next to the Cultural and Creative Park. I have something urgent, and I can only explain in person. This will only take a few minutes." Zhao Yihan's tone was a little rushed, she couldn't tell if it was anxiety or anger.

Jiang Yu frowned imperceptibly.

Cheng Suran turned to look at her, as if asking for approval.

She nods.

"Okay, wait for me for a quarter of an hour." Cheng Suran hung up the phone, unfastened her seat belt and was about to get out of the car.

Jiang Yu took her hand and said, "Drive over there."

"Sister, you...you will go too?"

"I'll wait in the car."

"..."

It only took ten minutes to Jinyang Road Cultural and Creative Park.

Today is a cloudy day, the thick and heavy clouds are very low, it seems that it will rain at any time. It was only five o'clock but the street lights on both sides of the street came on one after another.

It's not easy to park near the Creative Park, the entrance is a narrow path, a few steps to the corner, Cheng Suran handed over the car to Jiang Yu, and walked over by herself.

Zhao Yihan stood by the gate of the Creative Park, with her back facing the corner intersection, dressed neatly from head to toe, and carrying a luxury bag, like she's been reborn to a different person.

Seeing Cheng Suran, she rushed up impatiently, "Do you have any money? Lend me 20,000."

"..."

"Didn't hear me? Lend me some money!"

"I have no money." Cheng Suran frowned and took a step back.

So that was it.

What a waste of fuel.

Zhao Yihan smiled twice, looked her up and down, "Don't pretend, I've seen your Moments*, can you afford Diptyque's incense and still have no money?"

*Moments/Circle of Friends: a feature in WeChat like an SNS within a messaging app and only your approved friends can see your posts.This is like how Facebook is tied up to Messenger.

"When did I..." Cheng Suran was taken aback, took out her phone, and clicked on WeChat to check.

Two days ago, she posted a photo of her own book and computer keyboard. Sure enough, she forgot to set the restrictions. She took a closer look, and saw she accidentally took half of the scented candle that her sister gave her.

Is this thing expensive?

"Hundreds of dollars each, have you made a fortune? You really know how to enjoy it, and you are still pretending. Okay, hurry up, and give me the money." Zhao Yihan patted her on the shoulder impatiently.

Cheng Suran put away her phone and looked at her cousin coldly, "Someone gave it to me. I don't even know how much it is, how do you know it so well? Besides, haven't you already found a job and salary? Why do you still ask me, a poor student, for money?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense..."

"I have no money."

"Then you can borrow some for me, online loans are also available, I really need it urgently." Zhao Yihan stomped her feet on the spot.

Cheng Suran said angrily, "Why don't you go for an online loan yourself?"

"I took out a loan, so I have to pay it back."

"..."

"Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, the debt collector will be..." Before finishing speaking, Zhao Yihan's cell phone rang, her expression changed suddenly, and she picked it up cautiously.

"Mm, as soon as possible...I know, hmm, yes, okay..."

She shrank her neck, hunched her shoulders, bowed her head and bent her knees, she had long lost her usual domineering appearance. Cheng Suran was secretly surprised, as if she understood something, she didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow.

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Yihan regained her face and forcefully pushed her, "Hey, I've been pushed like this by debt collectors. Do you want to see me die without helping me? I'm just asking you to take a loan. That will only take a few minutes on your phone, I'm not asking for your life!

"Why should I take out a loan for you?" Cheng Suran pushed back without showing any weakness.

Zhao Yihan was stunned for a moment, shocked that she dared to fight back, immediately anxious and angry, and said loudly: "You owe our family!"

Cheng Suran clenched her fists.

"Why? Am I wrong?!" Zhao Yihan raised her chin.

There were not many people walking around, and occasionally a few passed by, turning their heads and looking at them strangely.

Cheng Suran took a deep breath, her face flushed red, and the conversation she overheard outside her aunt's room that day rang in her ears...

She owes nothing to anyone.

"Zhao Yihan, listen carefully, from the age of seven to eighteen, for eleven years, I lived in your house, the food I ate, the clothes I wore, the water and electricity I used, and the tuition I paid.? It was from the compensation of my father's death, do you understand? I don't owe your family anything at all, please don't morally hostage me!"

"What compensation? What kind of bullshit are you talking about?"

Cheng Suran sneered, approached step by step, and said word by word: "When my father got into a drunken fight with someone and was stabbed to death. That person paid him 150,000 yuan. In addition to this money, grandma promised to give the old house in the countryside to your mother. She brought me back because of these things, didn’t you know? From the 150,000 to this year, there are still 20,000 left. If it wasn’t for grandma’s sickness and hospitalization, today, you would be able to get that money from your mother."

She doesn't even want to call out the word "aunt" anymore.

"You...do you think I will believe it? I can make up a hundred stories like that!" Zhao Yihan was taken aback by her fierce look, but refused to lose her ground.

"You can ask your mother."

"..."

Zhao Yihan was speechless for a while, Cheng Suran turned around and was about to leave but she quickly grabbed her, "Even if you didn't spend my family's money, at least my parents cared about you, right? So what if you have compensation? Did you go to sleep on the street? You might even be kidnapped! To be a human being, you have to have a conscience!"

"Let go—"

Cheng Suran angrily shook off her hand and gritted her teeth, saying, "Conscience? What's the use of conscience? Whoever speaks conscience should be eaten and bleed! I've been out for two years now, and they're still planning to extract a bride price from me. What kind of person do you think your parents are? Bah!"

–Pak!

A loud slap hit her face.

The whole world buzzed.

....

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Diagonally across the corner of the road, a brand new snow-white car just parked, lowering the glass window in half.

From this angle, the figures of the two girls can be seen.

Jiang Yu sat in the driver's seat, staring at them intently.

There seemed to be an argument, and a faint sound could be heard. Cheng Suran turned her back to this side, and suddenly, the person opposite slapped her.

"!"

Jiang Yu was about to open the door immediately, and put her hand on the inner handle.

However, the next second she saw——

Cheng Suran fought back.