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1.7 The reflection and redemption of scumbags

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    "Song Heng, is he Tang Chen?" The figure of the young man slowly disappeared from sight. Xiao Mingqi lowered his head and stroked the skin that Tang Chen had just pinched twice. After realizing what he had done, he suddenly  Putting down his hand, he looked at the boy next to him with embarrassment and guilt.

    Song Heng's face was extremely ugly.

    Following Tang Chen's departure, the surrounding students began to slowly disperse.  As they walked, they discussed the man they saw just now, and words of admiration reached the young man's ears one after another.

    "That person is very beautiful. I really hope that I can marry someone like him in the future."

    "Hey, didn't you say you like women? Why have you changed your orientation now?"

    "Women can't grow like him. Besides, they can have children anyway, and men and women are not the same."

    "Haha, heroes see the same thing, you are not allowed to compete with me in the future."

    The laughter of the boys echoed at the school gate.  Song Heng listened to these words expressionlessly, and suddenly his whole body was shocked.

    He almost forgot that Tang Chen could have children.  With that person's appearance, it is absolutely possible to find a good man to marry and start a new life.

    But why didn't Tang Chen do this, instead he would rather engage in those despised professions?  Tang Chen should still love his elder brother, so what happened yesterday was really just a misunderstanding?

    Song Heng's heart was a little complicated. For him, violence was nothing. What really made him lose hope of Tang Chen was that man's betrayal of his elder brother.  if¡­¡­

    He pursed his lips, thinking to forget it, Tang Chen wasn't worth it, he couldn't agree with that person's character.

    Does the transparent soul still love Song Hui?  Maybe, maybe not.

    The reason why he has been single for five years is more likely because the first person he met was Song Hui, so he set his future goals at that standard.  His vision is too high, but he himself has nothing but beauty.  If it wasn't for an accident, he wouldn't have known Song Hui, but this world wouldn't give him another chance to know another Song Hui.

    Giving up on himself is his last choice.

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    After leaving school, Tang Chen went straight to a large shopping mall, where someone was waiting to hand over work to him.

    "Are you the new recruit today?" An ordinary-looking, not tall man stared intently at Tang Chen, looked him up and down, and asked two or three questions before he could be sure that the young man in front of him was really from here.  The shift changer.

    He shook his head and said, "Let me be honest, this job is not suitable for you. You can't bear this pain."

    If it's just good looks, he wouldn't say anything, but this person's fingers are as pale as scallion, his skin is delicate and fair, and he looks like a pampered person.  A person who is accustomed to enjoyment will be engaged in their work as soon as he comes up, and he will cry and howl and refuse to do it for half an hour at most.

    I don't know what the boss thinks, no matter how short people are, I have to pick and choose.

    "I can do it." Tang Chen smiled, "You can't judge by appearance." He took the heavy doll suit from the man's feet, and put it on himself in two or three strokes.

    Fortunately, the suit was new, and there was no smell of sweat as imagined. He chuckled, ran to the street under the 367-degree heat, and started handing out leaflets.

    This job does not require any education, does not need to show his face, and can pay the bill on the same day, which is the most suitable for him.

    It's hot, very hot.  Wearing this kind of doll costume is equivalent to wandering in the streets wrapped in cotton trousers and jacket in midsummer.  Tang Chen felt as if he was being steamed on a steamer. The anxiety was unbearable for ordinary people, and the occasional gust of wind could make him happy for a long time.

    After working for a full five hours, it can be regarded as liberation.

    Tang Chen couldn't wait to take off his suit. Beads of sweat rolled down his rosy cheeks. He took a big gulp of fresh air, lifted his clothes on his upper body and wiped the sweat from his forehead.  Crystal beads of sweat dripped down like rain, soaking his clothes, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

    Looking up at the time on the big screen outside the mall, Tang Chen clicked his tongue lightly, quickly packed up his things and went into a store inside the mall to collect his salary for the afternoon.

    As soon as he entered, a few junior high school girls outside exploded.

    "Hey, did you see that person just now? He looks like a monster! These days, is it necessary to have such a high appearance when handing out leaflets?"

    "I saw it, I saw it, and I took a picture of it!"

    the"Pass it to me, pass it to me" The girl's excited screams attracted the attention of many pedestrians. They didn't understand what these children were excited about, so they smiled and continued on their way.

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    When Song Heng returned home, Tang Chen was busy in the kitchen. Two dishes had already been placed on the dining table. The rich aroma wafted out of his nostrils, and the child swallowed unconsciously.  He concealed his greed, walked into the bedroom absent-mindedly, and closed the door tightly, trying to block the scent.

    "Wash your hands and eat." Tang Chen knocked on the door and said softly, "If you don't come out, I'll smash the door."

    Song Heng stood up, opened the door and looked at Tang Chen intently. Just like in the morning, he sat silently at the dining table, picked up chopsticks and ate casually.

    It was delicious, so delicious that he wanted to pick up the plate and pour it into his mouth!  If Tang Chen wasn't there, Song Heng felt that he would definitely do this.

    It's a pity that Xiao Mingqi snatched half of his lunch!

    ? Tang Chen usually does not show the mountains or dew the water, so he did not expect to have such a good craft.

    "Drink some soup to nourish your stomach." The young man put the cold soup in front of Song Heng and instructed softly.

    "By the way, summer vacation is coming soon, do you want to go out and play?"

    Song Heng glanced at him casually, but still didn't say a word.

    "I found a job with a good salary. Why don't you sign up for a tour group? How about the seaside, or do you want to go mountain climbing?"

    "Or go to cram school?"

    For a long time, I didn't get a response. If it was someone else, I would have been angry, but Tang Chen just smiled softly, blinked, and continued talking about him.

    "I asked your teacher. You don't need to go to cram school for your grades. It's better to take advantage of the summer vacation to relax and relax. Besides, you are only a freshman in high school. Don't worry."

    Song Heng obviously made up his mind to ignore him, he silently looked at the chattering Tang Chen, his eyes became more and more cold.

    A person who knows nothing, has money in a blink of an eye. He doesn't want to think about what kind of work Tang Chen is doing now, let alone use his money.

    "It's too lonely to go out to play alone, let's call that little fat man too." Tang Chen's voice was still soft, and he planned the summer vacation plan for Song Heng with a smile on his face.

    With a bang, the crisp sound of wooden chopsticks colliding with the table interrupted his words. The young man was slightly taken aback, and focused his eyes on the young man opposite him.

    "I don't have time, I want to work part-time." Song Heng finally opened his mouth, and his gloomy eyes rolled around the young man.

    Tang Chen pursed his lips and smiled lightly, the bleakness in his eyes made one couldn't help but feel sad.  He knew that freezing three feet did not happen overnight, and Song Heng's hatred for Tang Chen was accumulated over time.  He doesn't expect Song Heng's forgiveness, nor is he qualified to ask Song Heng to forgive the person who beat him for more than five years.

    He just wanted Song Heng to live a more comfortable life.  If he is bound by hatred, it will only be Song Heng who suffers.

    "Fifteen years old, what kind of job do you do?" The young man's eyes were soft to the extreme, and the bottomless connivance for Song Heng shone in the depths of his pupils. Song Heng couldn't help but suspect that such a gentle person, the one he knew before  Did someone who could beat him without mercy really exist? Those five years were nothing more than a nightmare?

    Seeing that the child began to follow the principle that silence is golden again, Tang Chen continued, "It won't be too late to make money when you become an adult. Now, let me raise you for two years."

    "Where did you get the money?" Song Heng's eyes flickered, and he asked in a low voice, then raised his increasingly mature and resolute face, and asked again, "Where did you get the money?"

    Those dark eyes were like a mirror, which made Tang Chen slightly distracted, and then smiled helplessly, "Of course I earned it. I didn't say that, I found a job. The boss is very nice, and the money is pretty good."  generous."

    For things like distributing flyers, the salary would definitely not be too high in normal times, but the working hours he chose were when no one else was willing to do it. It was hard and tiring, so the hourly salary was naturally considerable.

    Is the generous person the boss or the benefactor?

    Song Heng didn't make a sound, his eyes slowly fell on Tang Chen's face.  A faint fragrance came from the young man's body, and it seemed to stay in his nose just like that.  Few people would take a bath before cooking, but Tang Chen did so. What did this person do before that?

    The corners of the boy's mouth curled up, and the smile he showed was chilling, and a cold feeling rose from Tang Chen's heart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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