Yan Jinghuai was bored and clicked on the apps on his new mobile phone one by one.

The phone is formatted by Wen Qingyin and there is nothing in it.

Although it was not working hours, there were a lot of people on the subway. He was so good-looking that passengers kept looking at him.

Yan Jinghuai instinctively lowered the brim of his hat. When he raised his hand, he realized that he was not wearing a hat.

He smiled helplessly.

Wen Qingyin was right. What he gave up could not be earned by himself for the rest of his life.

He was just bluffing.

But he did not regret it.

He had no choice for so many years, and the stage was the only thing that belonged to him.

Thinking wildly, inadvertently, he clicked on 'recently deleted' and there was a picture in it.

It was a photo of Wen Qingyin.

She was wearing a white coat and standing in front of a door. Her eyes were curved with a smile as she gave a thumbs-up.

For some reason, he set this photo as a wallpaper.

At this time, the radio rang. He had arrived at the station.

Today was his birthday, and his aunt invited him to have lunch at home.

When they were about to reach the exit, Yan Jinghuai heard a familiar melody. He looked in the direction of the melody and saw that Cao Ming's new video was playing his on the outdoor advertisement screen.

Yan Jinghuai unconsciously bit his nails again.

Someone trotted to him and patted his arm.

A piece of skin and flesh was torn off.

Yan Jinghuai frowned and turned around to see a familiar face.

Yan Jinghuai's aunt rented a shop on the night market street to sell chicken feet. The girl was the landlord's daughter, who had been in love with Yan Jinghuai for many years.

Obviously, love meant that the whole night market street knew that she liked Yan Jinghuai, but if she didn't confess, Yan Jinghuai couldn't refuse him.

"Are you waiting for me?"

The landlord's daughter smiled brightly and did not notice the injury of Yan Jinghuai.

Just saw the smile of Wen Qingyin, and then looked at the smiling face in front of her. Yan Jinghuai thought she was not pretty anywhere.

Yan Jinghuai had always been cold. The landlord's daughter did not take his silence seriously. She took the initiative to hold his arm and look at the billboard with him.

"Isn't this Cao Ming? He's so handsome. I heard that he went abroad for his concert. He's amazing. He can write songs and sing. If you were half as capable as him, you would have become famous a long time ago."

"In my opinion, you still have to find a decent job. At your age, it will be a joke for you to hang around like this every day."

Yan Jinghuai broke free from her hand and walked forward with a cold face.

The landlady's daughter thought that he was just playing with her, so she chased after him and said loudly,

"Didn't I go to the Wen's Group for an interview a few days ago? I received a notice today that I can go to work the day after tomorrow. I'm working in the general assistant's office now."

She was a little distressed: "I heard that the boss of Wen's Group is a woman, and the old boss is not married yet." An old woman like her is the most difficult. Will she embarrass me? "

Yan Jinghuai frowned and spoke up for Wen Qingyin, "She, the boss of Wen's Group, is not that kind of person."

The landlady's daughter retorted, "You haven't been to work yet. What do you know? Women like her are very abnormal, especially when they like to make things difficult for young and beautiful subordinates like me."

She sighed. "It's good that my boss is a man."

The landlord's daughter kept chattering, leading passers-by to look back. She enjoyed being the focus of the crowd, so her voice became louder.

At the exit of the subway station was the night market street. When the neighbors saw them, they teased them and asked when they could drink at their wedding banquet.

The landlord's daughter looked at Yan Jinghuai shyly, her eyes full of expectation.

Yan Jinghuai still had a cold face. He explained that they just happened to meet by chance and asked the neighbors not to joke around.

The landlord's daughter came from a good family and was beautiful. She had been spoiled since she was a child. She had never been humiliated like this before.

She immediately became angry and questioned loudly,

"What do you mean, Yan Jinghuai!"

"You don't know how good the location of your aunt's shop is. So many people begged my mother to rent it. You don't understand why my mother only wants to rent it to your aunt, do you!"

"The water fee and rent? How much benefit did your family take? Why are you giving me a hard time now? What do you mean? You're not going to admit it!"

"You don't want to talk to me, do you? Okay, I'll talk to your aunt."

Taking advantage is bullshit.

The landlady did not like Yan Jinghuai. She kept an eye on her aunt every month and collected money without missing a single cent.

As for his aunt, she was worried that Yan Jinghuai would be accused of taking advantage, so she never owed her landlord rent and electricity.

The landlord's daughter knew nothing at all.

She was spoiled by her mother and had always been self-centered. She felt that the world had to compromise with her and never cared about other people's feelings.

Yan Jinghuai was afraid that she would really go to the store to make trouble for his aunt, so he could only compromise and coax her kindly.

He kept himself low, and the landlady's daughter was satisfied.

She had done this many times.

She said arrogantly, "Apologize to me, Yan Jinghuai."

Yan Jinghuai lowered his head. "I'm sorry."

She asked, "What did you do wrong."

Yan Jinghuai was helpless. He didn't know what he had done wrong.

Fortunately, he worked part-time in the bar, so he knew what to say to please girls.

While he was coaxing her, the landlady came from the opposite side. Yan Jinghuai had sharp eyes and saw his savior.

He immediately put his arm on the landlord's daughter's shoulder and said with an evil smile,

"You make sense. I should find a real job. Look, I've been working in the bar all night and it's not enough to invite my brothers to smoke."

His current appearance was simply enough to satisfy every girl's fantasy of bad men.

Yan Jinghuai had always been silent in front of the landlord's daughter. Now that he was alive, he had stunned this woman.

The landlady saw her daughter's worthless appearance from afar, and she was filled with hatred. She pulled her daughter away and asked with a fake smile, "Yan, it's rare to see you in the daytime."

Yan Jinghuai was afraid of leaving a good impression on her, so he smiled even more wickedly. "I just came out of the police station. Last night, someone in the bar made trouble, and I fought with them."

The landlady's daughter was anxious and wanted to pull his arm. "Are you hurt."

The landlady hurriedly pulled her daughter's hand back.

This time, she didn't even want to smile for polite. She glared at Yan Jinghuai with disdain and pulled her daughter home.

She decided to set up a blind date for her daughter in the afternoon. She must not let the little rascal Yan Jinghuai take advantage of her daughter.

Yan Jinghuai heaved a long sigh of relief, nodded and smiled at the onlooking neighbors, and continued to walk toward his aunt's house.

When he was still one street away from his aunt's house, he turned into a dark alley.

This alley was used for garbage storage by residents nearby, and the smell was not pleasant.

He suppressed his disgust and took out a cigarette box from his pocket.

He took out a cigarette, hesitated for a moment, and took two more.

As soon as he lit it, a hand suddenly stretched out and snatched the cigarette away.

The hand was beautiful, with long and thin fingers, and the skin was as white as Yan Jinghuai's. Just because it was always soaking in water and too lazy to apply oil, the skin on hand was chapped with countless small cuts, and the joints were also a little swollen.

Yan Jinghuai called out, "Ms. Yan."

It was the aunt of Yan Jinghuai.

Yan Jinghuai was very similar to her. Both of them were beauties. Even though the background was a garbage dump, they still smoked like those models in luxury posters.

Unfortunately, no one saw it.

"You don't look well." Yan Jinghuai asked, "Where does it hurt."

Her aunt puffed out a smoke ring and said, "A middle-aged woman, except for no one who cares her, she hurts everywhere."

Yan Jinghuai could not answer and could only smoke quietly.

After burning the cigarette to the end, her aunt said, "Let's go back for dinner. We have to work in the bar tonight."

His aunt walked in front, followed by Yan Jinghuai.

As he approached the door, he heard his aunt say, "Thank you so much."

Just as he was about to say something, Xu Qingwu jumped out to greet him.

"Comrade Yan Jinghuai, the super handsome guy in the universe, wish you a happy birthday. Your beautiful sister specially asked for leave to come back and celebrate your birthday. Are you happy."

Her aunt was startled and said angrily:

"Don't listen to her nonsense. It's obvious that she doesn't like to study and skipped classes. The teacher called me. She's going to be in her third year of high school soon, but she's still fooling around."

Xu Qingwu crowned her brother as a birthday boy and acted coquettish at her mother, "I'm not the material to read."

She smiled and said to Yan Jinghuai, "I spent a lot of money to find a diviner to help you calculate, you will definitely be popular this year." Super red, red to purple, the album is a hit, ten thousand times more famous than Cao Ming."

Yan Jinghuai patted her head with a smile. "Thank you, the most beautiful girl on the night market street."

Xu Qingwu took his arm and acted like a spoiled child. "Brother, don't forget to ask Liu Chang for his autograph when the time comes."

No one knew when they would meet again. Yan Jinghuai thought, If he had known earlier, he would have gotten one so that his sister wouldn't have to talk about it all day long.

Xu Qingwu shook his arm. "Can I."

Yan Jinghuai said, "... Okay, okay, I won't forget."

Xu Qingwu added, "I want him to sign 'TO' and 'Fairy Xu Qingwu'."

Yan Jinghuai teased her. "What's a rabbit drawing? Shouldn't it be a pig drawing for you."

Xu Qingwu stopped pretending to be a sweet sister and screamed, wanting to tear her brother apart.

Aunt Yan watched them make a scene and drove them into the kitchen. "Hurry up, the food should be cold."

As soon as they entered the kitchen, their smiles froze.

The dining table was full of chicken bones, pig bones, fish bones, used toilet paper, and empty cola bottles. The clean kitchen was not like a place to eat, but like a garbage dump.

Xu Qingwu was dissatisfied. "Dad, why did you eat it first? It's all over the table. It's so dirty."

Aunt Yan was also angry. "what's the matter with you? I don't know if Jinghuai likes Fish Fillets in Hot Chili Oil. Why did you eat it all by yourself?"

Uncle-in-law was embarrassed to be scolded by her in front of the younger generation. He slapped his bowl heavily and said, "Can't I even have a hot meal when I come back from work today!"

After that, he smiled at Yan Jinghuai and said, "Don't mind me, Jinghuai. I have classes in the afternoon and I'm in a hurry to go back to school."

It was not the first time that he had bullied Yan Jinghuai like this.

Yan Jinghuai was worried that their family would have a conflict because of him, so he could only act as a mediator and invite everyone to dinner.

As soon as they sat down, Uncle James stood up again. He asked his aunt,

"Where did you put the shoes you washed for me last time? Hurry up and find them. I want to wear them."

Her aunt was filling a bowl of rice for Yan Jinghuai and asked casually, "Which pair?"

"That's the pair that has to be washed by hand."

Uncle-in-law took the bowl from his aunt's hand and put it on the table. He urged, "Jinghuai is an adult. Can't he get some food for himself? Hurry up and help me find shoes. I need them urgently."

His aunt was annoyed, so she had to find them for him first. She was a little confused. "Aren't those shoes worn in summer? What are you going to do with them now?"

After the adults left, there were only two children left in the kitchen.

Yan Jinghuai sat in his seat with his head lowered. No one knew what he was thinking.

Xu Qingwu was still dissatisfied and murmured, "Fish Fillets in Hot Chili Oil made by Ms. Yan is as big as a washbasin. My father actually finished it by himself. Aren't he afraid to die?"

Yan Jinghuai forced a smile and got up to serve the three of them rice.

This was his aunt's house, not his own.