Chapter 119 Qi Yan, wait a minute
Qi Yan has always disliked his own name.
His surname is Qi and his given name is "Yan". The meaning of this name seems to be that everyone hates him.
When he was in elementary school, his classmates made fun of him because of his name. He ran home crying and asked his mother: "Why do I have this name? It's not nice at all. My classmates all laugh at me."
Xu Yuelian was playing cards in the card room, her pink-nailed fingers pinching a mahjong tile and slapping it on the table. She didn't even look at him when she heard him say, "Ask your dad. I didn't give you your name."
He ran over to ask Qi Feng, who was also playing cards. Qi Feng's card skills were not good and he often lost money. He also had a bad temper. As soon as Qi Yan cried out his grievances, Qi Feng slapped him in the face.
"You crying bastard, I'm not dead yet, shut up! If you don't agree, just get out of here, you ungrateful bastard, I raised you for nothing!"
He fell to the ground, tears hanging on his cheeks. He forgot to cry and just stared at him blankly.
Qi Feng looked at the cards in his hand with a gloomy expression, cursing under his breath, saying that the cards were bad, his luck was bad, and someone was cheating. The people at the same table were used to him blaming everything except themselves for his playing style, and they were too lazy to pay attention to him, let alone Qi Yan, who was not cared about by his own parents.
Everyone turned a blind eye and a deaf ear to his grievances, except for the owner of the card hall who kindly picked him up, brushed the dust off him, and gave him candy.
But he suddenly became stubborn, pushed the boss's wife's hand away and ran out.
Qi Yan tossed and turned many times at night, feeling regretful and guilty.
He acts like a dog in front of heartless people, but acts like a bully in front of kind-hearted people. He doesn't know what's good for him and has let down the boss lady's kindness.
Perhaps it was God's punishment on him, as he rarely encountered such pure kindness since then.
The appearance of Gu Nan reawakened the memories that were buried deep under the sea.
Qi Yan curled up on the sofa with his arms and legs stretched out, staring at the faint light coming through the crack of the bedroom door in the dark.
The brand new velvet quilt had a light scent, but was very fluffy and warm, wrapping his tired body and gently sending him to sleep.
He closed his eyes drowsily, and it seemed like just a moment, the bracelet on his wrist vibrated.
The alarm clock rang and it was time for him to get up and go to school.
Qi Yan opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, looked at the unfamiliar environment and decoration around him, and woke up almost instantly.
He stayed at the home of a sister he had only known for less than half a day last night.
All my alerts were gone, and I had a dreamless night, the most comfortable sleep since the beginning of winter.
Qi Yan quickly lifted the quilt and got up, folded the quilt, and tiptoed to the door to change his shoes.
As soon as I took off my home slippers, I found that all ten toes were swollen and shiny, and it was a bit uncomfortable to put on shoes.
However, the old and hard canvas shoes seemed to have softened a little after staying in the warm room for a night. They were a bit crowded, but bearable.
His feet, like his hands, had frostbite. Normally, he would itch terribly at night and wake up several times. But for some reason, he didn't wake up at all last night.
Qi Yan knew that he should say goodbye to Gu Nan before leaving, but it was too early now. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to thank her when he came back.
He gently pressed the door handle and planned to leave quietly.
The sound of a door opening was heard behind him, accompanied by Gu Nan's slightly hoarse and sleepy voice.
"Qi Yan, wait a moment."
The plan to sneak away failed. Qi Yan stopped and stood at the door, waiting for her explanation.
Gu Nan went to the kitchen and took out the two cans of instant porridge.
Qi Yan felt reserved and embarrassed when he saw this.
I would be very satisfied if I could just rest for a night at her house, so how could I eat and take things from her?
Gu Nan stuffed the porridge directly into his school uniform pocket and hung a bag of garbage on his hand. "Please help me throw away the garbage, please."
After saying that, he pushed Qi Yan out the door without even giving him a chance to refuse.
Qi Yan stood at the door, stunned for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards the elevator.
Just as he was about to press the button, he suddenly remembered something and returned to the doorstep to pick up the bottle he had picked up last night.
The bottles I picked up the night before must be sold early the next morning, otherwise if Qi Feng sees them, the few cents or dollars will go into his pocket.
He was the only one in the elevator at 6:30 in the morning. Qi Yan looked at his own reflection in the elevator door, holding a bag in each hand. The two pockets of his white school uniform were pulled out of the hem by the weight of the instant porridge, exposing them to the air in a somewhat comical way.
He supported it a little embarrassedly, and the garbage bag shook a few times with his movement.
Then he found that the bag of garbage Gu Nan gave him was actually very light and small. Looking through the thin light blue plastic, he saw that there was only a package of instant noodles and a drink bottle inside.
The drink packaging was the same "Warm Winter" with white peach oolong flavor that he saw in her hand last night.
That’s right, the first thing he noticed was not Gu Nan, but the drink bottle in her hand, which contained five dollars.
After that, Gu Nan took the initiative to talk to him. He didn't want to respond at first, but he noticed her peculiar clothes and realized that she was a "Shamatte". He was afraid that he would be bullied if he ignored her, so he responded.
But who could have imagined that in just one night, the situation would take a sharp turn one after another, and Shamatte was no longer Shamatte, but an elf that fell into the mortal world.
Qi Yan dug his fingers into the crotch of his pants, and his pale face instantly turned red.
Suddenly I felt so superficial and ashamed of my groundless speculations about her.
The elevator stops.
Qi Yan walked out of the elevator stiffly.
He walked to the trash can, hesitated for a moment, and took out the drink bottle from Gu Nan's bag of trash.
It's not that he has any special hobbies, but the bottle should go where it belongs.
Qi Yan first went to sell the bottles he had picked up. When he passed by a convenience store, he went in and exchanged them for "Warm Winter". When he was about to leave, he hesitated for a moment, returned to the shelves and took a look around before leaving.
After rushing for a while, Qi Yan finally entered the classroom before eight o'clock.
But the good seats in the front row were gone, so he had to go to the back row.
As soon as we sat down, a group of people came in from the door. They looked around, hesitating whether to sit directly in the back row or ask the people in the front row to move and sit in the front row.
The boy who was surrounded by the stars said, "Sit in the back row."
So a group of people swaggered across the classroom and sat down in the back row, attracting the attention of classmates along the way.
Qi Yan looked at the time and saw that there were still two minutes before class, so he took out a can of porridge, opened it and started eating.
He ate a little too fast and choked accidentally.
A disdainful sneer came from the side, "In this day and age, there are still people eating that kind of thing."
The volume is neither too loud nor too low, enough for people nearby to hear.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yan noticed that many more eyes were looking at him.
Qi Yan didn't look up, but he knew the meaning of those gazes without looking up: ridicule, contempt, pity, all of which were condescending.
He had no expression on his face as he finished the rest of the porridge, looking calm and composed as if he was not involved in the matter.
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