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Fang Xiaoxiao¡¯s hands were sore and Xia Qiuxue took the fruit basket.
Okay, it seems they don¡¯t want it anymore.
"Bang."
She threw the exquisite fruit basket on top of the trash can in the corridor. The fruits inside fell out and rolled on the ground several times.
No one dares to pick it up.
"You can take your things back and I will buy whatever you want to eat. Who knows if you have poisoned it."
"you!"
Xia Dongyu raised his fists and rushed forward. Before he could reach Xia Yuwan, he was stopped by Xia Qiuxue.
"Okay Dongyu, we are already here. As for Xia Yuwan herself not wanting to see us, that is her business. Let's go!"
"Second sister."
"Walk!"
Does Xia Qiuxue not hate the person in front of her?
No, her hatred is even stronger than that of Xia Dongyu, but in this large audience, even if Xia Yuwan doesn't want to lose face, she still wants it.
The days are long, she can always catch Xia Yuwan when she is down and out, just wait.
"What happened? Wanwan."
A voice as gentle as water sounded behind everyone. This voice as clear and sweet as spring water was refreshing to everyone.
Looking back.
I saw that man coming towards the morning light. He was wearing a loose white long T-shirt paired with black linen wide-leg pants. His long, smooth hair that reached his shoulders was sprinkled with a touch of gold by the morning light.
His beauty is three points more exquisite than that of a woman.
The tranquility and tranquility around me is like a character coming out of a painting.
However, such a handsome man is actually a blind man!
There was a void in those beautiful eyes that were as dazzling as crystals. His eyes did not move, but he could feel the slightest tenderness in them.
There were many people in the crowd who had attended Fang Haocheng¡¯s concert. His excited voice rang in everyone¡¯s ears: ¡°Oh my god, thisisn¡¯t this Fang Haocheng?¡±
We received several affirmative answers and comments one after another.
"Yes, I've seen him. He's even more handsome in person than on TV. I'm going to faint."
"He has the temperament of an artist."
¡°People are artists by nature.¡±
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Xia Qiuxue raised her eyes in slight surprise when she saw the person coming, in disbelief, "Fang Haocheng?"
Before, the Fang family lived next to the Xia family villa. Fang Haocheng's father was a university history professor, and his mother was a famous drama actress.
The family education is strict.
She remembered that when she was in elementary school, there was always a beautiful little boy who came to play at their house.
At that time, the little boy would always hold her hand and play the piano together, and weave various small animals for her out of grass.
Once, they put a caterpillar in Xia Yuwan¡¯s pencil case. When she opened the pencil case in class, the caterpillar crawled out and frightened the other children.
That child was also unlucky. He had a hereditary congenital heart disease, and no one knew about it.
This scare caused the person to faint on the spot and was admitted to the hospital.
Xia Yuwan was made to stand by the teacher.
The child¡¯s parents came to Xia Zhai, and the father was very angry and beat Xia Yuwan.
She clearly remembered that it rained that night, and Fang¡¯s father came to Xia Zhai holding Fang Haocheng¡¯s collar and a black umbrella.
"Kneel down!"
The little boy¡¯s clothes were soaked by the rain, and he didn¡¯t know whether it was rain or tears hanging on his delicate white face.
Hearing his father's harsh scolding, he knelt down, opened his red lips slightly and said to Xia Yuwan, "I'm sorry."
Father Fang didn¡¯t believe that the child he had raised would do such a ridiculous and boring thing, so he picked up a ruler and beat Fang Haocheng on the spot.
"Tell me, why do you do this?"
The ruler hit his hand, leaving a rectangular purple mark, which was very painful to think about.
Xia Qiuxue was afraid that he would confess her, so she quickly grabbed her father's hand and identified the little boy while crying.
"Father, it's Brother Cheng. He said that he hated his sister because she always said that his piano sound was unpleasant, so he wanted to teach her a lesson."
At that time, Xia Qiuxue was only eight or nine years old.
But her ability to lie has reached the level of proficiency, and in Xia Jiangang's eyes, she is usually a good girl, obedient and excellent.
In order to evade responsibility, Xia Jiangang put all the blame on Fang Haocheng.
Since that day, the Fang family has moved.
Xia Qiuxue never saw him again. Later, she heard that he had become a world-class pianist, which was a height that she could not look up to.
We haven¡¯t seen each other for so many years. How could that gentleman and beautiful boy become a blind man?
"HaoBrother Haocheng, you, do you still remember me?" Xia Qiuxue swallowed, walked up to him and asked in a low voice.
The woman's voice sounded clear and strange. Fang Haocheng only knew that it was not Wanwan's voice and shook his head.
"Do I need to remember you?"
His voice sounded so gentle, but the words he spoke made Xia Qiuxue feel embarrassed.
"Brother Haocheng, II am Qiu Xue, Xia Qiuxue. Have you forgotten? We lived together when we were young, and you often played with me."
Hearing this, the smile on Fang Haocheng¡¯s face continued, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Of course he remembered Xia Qiuxue. If it weren't for her, his mother wouldn't have chosen to move; he wouldn't have been beaten by his father back then.
After moving, my father and mother became more and more estranged, and finally broke up peacefully.
The happy memories of his childhood stayed there.
It was fixed at the moment when Xia Qiuxue testified that he was the "murderer".
From a talented boy who was praised by everyone overnight, he became a "bad boy" in the eyes of his classmates and teachers.
The pointing fingers of the people around him and the deliberate isolation of his classmates created a huge sense of gap in Fang Haocheng's heart.
He is not like that.
At this moment, Xia Yuwan walked out, and she stood in front of him to protect him.
"He did not instigate this matter. I don't allow you to scold him behind his back, otherwise I will beat you once I hear it!"
Every time Fang Haocheng thinks of Xia Yuwan standing in front of him, a warm current passes through his heart.
The little girl is obviously two or three years younger than him. She is wearing a pink princess gauze dress and has two beautiful little braids.
She looks white, tender, soft and cute, but she has her hands on her hips and a fierce look on her face.
On the day he knew his parents were moving, he climbed out of the window to Xia Yuwan's room in the middle of the night, gave her the bamboo dragonfly he folded, and apologized to her.
Originally thought that Xia Yuwan would never forgive him, but she didn't expect that when she got into the car and left, it was Xia Yuwan who came to see him off.
The little girl had obviously just come out of bed. She was wearing a white ruffled nightgown. Her two braids were spread out, and her curly hair looked as delicate as if it had been deliberately permed.
With two noodles hanging on his face and wearing a pair of cute slippers, he chased behind the car. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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