This is mud, not magic dew, why drag others into it?

Yizi sighed and waved to him listlessly: "I'm going back now. Goodbye."

"goodbye."

Meijing spoke gently, and the sound was so damn nice to Yizi's ears.

Yizi wanted to sigh even more. After walking for a while, she looked back. He seemed to be watching her leave. When he saw her looking back, a smile appeared in his eyes.

Yizi was touched by the sweetness again, and her mood immediately became better, so she also started to laugh.

Jiang Sui didn't think so. Jiang Sui didn't buy a car and drive it like other people with status and position. He bought a motorcycle.

Yizi really doesn't like riding in his car. He drives very fast and he always feels that his life will be gone in the next moment.

Yizi hates this world and is a bit world-weary, but that doesn't mean she hates it so much that she doesn't want to see this world anymore.

Although the world is nasty, dark, and colorless, it also has beautiful people.

For example, mom and dad, and the beautiful scenery.

Jiang Sui threw the helmet to Yizi, who hesitated.

He helped her put it on angrily, and just as he was about to carry her to the car, he saw her glaring at him warily: "I can get in by myself."

"Oh, you're the one who's dilly-dallying. You know, I've never let anyone ride in my car before."

"How do you know they didn't get on board? Isn't it because they're worried about dying instantly in a car accident with you, and going to see the King of Hell?"

Jiang Sui gritted his teeth and hit her helmet viciously: "I'm faster when I'm alone."

"It's a miracle you're not dead."

Before he could get even angrier, Yizi had already sat down obediently and urged him: "Hurry up, it's a bit cold."

“Serves you right.”

Despite what he said, he still helped Yizi zip up his jacket.

Before starting the car, Jiang Sui turned around.

Under the street light, he stood proudly among the crowd, with his long legs wrapped in smooth fabric. His aura did not seem weak, especially his face. Even though he was hostile to him, Jiang Sui had to admit that the other party was indeed a very handsome rival in love, and he was still watching him.

Yes, a love rival.

Jiang Sui gave the definition, turned around, started the car, and drove away with a roar.

The sudden speed caused Yizi to bump into his back, and the sound was blown away by the wind. Yizi, who was afraid of death, had to hold him to avoid falling out accidentally. It would be really over.

Jiang Sui's lips curled up.

Love rival?

Sorry, you're so late.

Even if she doesn't love me, she can't love you.

The car stopped, Yizi got out and hugged the tree tightly.

"I never want to ride in your car again."

"Be content, others want to sit but don't have the chance yet."

"I don't want to be content. Anyway, I won't ride your bike next time. Don't you think it's too noisy? Besides, you ride so fast."

If it was Xia Yiyu in person, she would say that the roar of the car was pleasant to the ears, like the sound of nature, and she would show a look of admiration and respect towards Jiang Sui.

Unfortunately, the person in front of me is Yizi.

Yizi just felt that he had barely managed to save his life today and continue to survive in this disgusting world.

"Well, it's your house."

"How about I send you back?"

"No, my mom will scold me. Sometimes I can't control myself and I will quarrel with her. After the quarrel, I feel so uncomfortable. I don't want to go back."

Yizi continued to hug the tree.

Jiang Sui stepped forward, helped her take off her helmet, and smoothed her messy hair, revealing her beautiful little face.

Yizi's face turned pale.

Jiang Sui: ...

He paused. "Do you prefer four-wheeled vehicles? What brand? What color?"

"I don't even know what brand there is. Besides, do you have money?"

"Do you think I have?"

"Would you like me to guess?"

The house was still the same shabby and small house that Jiang Sui remembered, and it was later destroyed by other people.

Although it is shabby, it still has two rooms, a living room and a kitchen.

Jiang Sui's mother was unwilling to even set foot in this area. This was the dark time in her life, the hell she had experienced, and a forbidden past that she never wanted to look back on, let alone step into again.

Originally, Jiang Sui thought that it didn’t matter where he lived, and he didn’t care much about the place. As long as he had a broken bed to sleep in for one night, it would be fine.

It wasn't until the first time he brought a girl home that she was drunk and confused, but still very alert. When he approached her, he was beaten and kicked.

After much trouble, I finally coaxed her to sleep, but the next day I saw her crying secretly because the bed was uncomfortable and she was so uncomfortable.

In Jiang Sui's eyes, Yizi is a spoiled brat.

I hate listening to gangsters making dirty jokes without restraint, and I think it is very classy and that I am very humorous.

She hates people touching her, even if the other person says it's nothing, why be so old-fashioned and feudal.

She hated people smoking, drinking and playing dice in front of her, making so much noise that it gave her a headache.

There were so many things she hated, and these things she hated were exactly what he was used to.

Yizai already has her own fixed nest here. It’s not that she is completely unemployed, she still has some odd jobs.

The money from odd jobs was given to Jiang Sui as rent and living expenses.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to continue to eat and drink for free.

Jiang Sui's home did not have the electrical appliances that were essential in every household in later generations.

He was actually quite rich, after all, he had made a name for himself, but he spent his money on his beloved car.

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