Li Limei is almost forgetting when the last time she saw her son's expression so vividly.

She moved out before her ex-husband divorced, and when she came back, she packed her luggage. She could still remember that the teenage boy was standing in the cramped hut, lowering his head and shivering with his shoulders. When she looked over, he didn't dare to look at him. Li Limei was a little soft-hearted at that moment.

She got married too early and gave birth to a child too early. Li Chuan is now nineteen years old and she is forty-two.

After leaving the hospital, she hesitated and said, "Are you normal now?"

She regretted it when she said it. She hadn't seen Li Chuan for a long time, and since she had a young daughter, she had no time to take care of this gloomy and introverted son. Today, she seemed to have changed a lot, but she couldn't describe what changed.

She took too little care of her ex-husband's son.

The cold frost on Li Chuan's face had not completely faded, and the glance he glanced over made Li Limei take a step back in horror.

She was a little afraid of her child. At first, she took Li Chuan away from her ex-husband and thought that the mother and son would take care of each other and live a good life. But Li Chuan was so strange. Many nights Li Limei woke up and found her son sitting by the bed looking at her, her eyes as if she was looking at a dead person.

Since then, she has been unable to sleep all night and has lost her hair a lot until she meets her current husband. The situation has improved.

Li Limei has a pair of very moving eyes, with generous facial features, and is a standard beauty. Li Chuan only has a contour of her facial features, but her gloomy and unsightly eyes followed her ex-husband. He seemed to have resentment towards Li Limei, and he had resentment towards everyone, and most of the time he hid it well, but Li Limei, who had been with him for a while, knew that when a boy was self-harm, he always liked to face her, with blood marks on his arms accompanying her screams. At some moments, she could see the madness and wantonness in Li Chuan's eyes.

He is taking revenge on her.

He hates her.

Li Limei was scared, so she ran away from her son.

"I don't have to send me money in the future."

Now Li Chuan, who was dressed neatly and looked calm, spoke without being angry about her problems just now.

Li Limei was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the boy meant.

Li Chuan said again: "No need to give me living expenses, I am already an adult."

Li Limei was completely surprised this time, "Are you sure?"

This is the only connection between them. Every month, Li Chuan would urge her to pay for living expenses in advance. Li Limei never asked him where he spent the money. As long as the mother and son could not meet, she would spend money to buy peace of mind.

But now Li Chuan actually proposed not to pay for the money.

She suddenly became uneasy, "I won't give you money, are you going to drink the northwest wind?"

Li Chuan said: "I can work, so you don't have to worry about this."

Li Limei was even more difficult to understand. She finally looked at Li Chuan in front of her eyes and saw the bruises on his eyebrows.

"You have also begun to care about your appearance?" she couldn't help but say.

When Li Chuan looked at her, he didn't fully understand what she meant.

"I still know I'm angry when I'm slapped in the face."

Li Limei said as she wrapped her arms around her arms and looked up at her son who was much taller than her. The boy grew up, and the anger in her eyes disappeared, and the fear in her heart finally faded away.

"I will still call you the money as usual. No matter what, I will have to wait until you graduate and find a job. I don't want to be stumbled by others. If you are OK, don't say it anymore. This is the matter."

She said things quickly afterwards, and without waiting for Li Chuan to answer, she stopped a taxi and left with her high heels.

##

In the new week, the weather was getting hotter. Li Chuan changed into new clothes, his black shirt was tucked in his beige casual trousers, and a button on the front was open, making him look more upright and handsome. His clothes were all Korean, and he was loose and he modified his thin body.

Dressing can really improve a person's appearance because it is a public class, and there are students from other classes. After a class, many people whispered to discuss him. Unfortunately, his face is so cold that no one can find unpleasant.

The boy's face was obvious. He sat in the middle row without caring about whether others were avoiding him. He always looked at his phone before the class bell rang.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and more people are wearing half-sleeved clothes, but Li Chuan cannot.

Fortunately, he was not that afraid of heat, and the fabric of his shirt was soft and breathable and he could just bear it. Occasionally, he raised his hand to reveal his wrist. The fine scratches on the pulse always discourage those who wanted to come forward to talk to him.

Li Chuan wore different clothes for three days, and each one looked very good. Some boys couldn't help but ask, "Where did you buy your clothes?"

Li Chuan: "Taobao."

The man: "…oh, oh."

Li Chuan is getting worse day by day, and he is wandering on the edge of irritability, but he is not bad enough to get angry at strangers. Seeing that the man is still secretly looking at him, he said, "Do you need me to send you a link?"

“…”

Li Chuan added: "39.9 per piece."

After he finished speaking expressionlessly, the man opened his mouth and shook his head halfway.

After a while, the man came over and said, "Or you'd better send me a link. If you don't buy the same one, just look at the store. My girlfriend always says I'm rustic."

The boy is also quite tall and is in a different class from Li Chuan. He has vaguely heard of Li Chuan's past deeds, but he has never really had any contact with him and naturally he does not have such deep prejudice.

The two exchanged WeChat messages, Li Chuan transferred the link to him, and the boy said, "Thank you, brother, my name is Peng Siyuan."

Li Chuan nodded slightly, "...Li Chuan."

"I know, you've become very popular in our class these days, and girls are talking about you." Peng Siyuan squeezed at him and teased, "Do you have a partner, brother?"

Li Chuan: "Yes."

The answer is straightforward and neat.

Peng Siyuan blinked, "Is it from another school?"

"He is no longer in school, he is a little older than me."

Peng Siyuan: "Okay, then when you have time, I have watched you run on the playground these days, do you play basketball?"

Li Chuan nodded.

Peng Siyuan was very pleased: "Do you have time tonight? We just need people."

Li Chuan glanced at his phone, and Lin Leyang said he was going to the company tomorrow.

The two have not met for a week.

Li Chuan felt irritable and needed to vent his anger.

He then answered Peng Siyuan: "Okay."

##

Lin Ruoluo suggested that Lin Leyang go to the company to take a look. In Lin Leyang's impression, the small company he ran should be located in a three-story building in the city center, but now it is obviously not about to go to the original place.

On that day, Lin Ruolu drove him and took a detour into the commercial street. Lin Leyang's heart beat violently uncontrollably, and his wrist was aching again.

Whenever he stepped into a strange environment and entered a place that was inconsistent with memory, the pain pulled him, as if reminding him that he did not belong here, this is the world ten years later, and his soul was just eighteen years old.

When the company employees saw Lin Ruolu, they called the boss. Lin Leyang walked behind the woman. Several people were stunned when they saw him, and then they called him the boss.

Lin Leyang was very uncomfortable with this title, and his sense of at a loss made him nod to everyone who greeted him, but everyone's expression became even more strange.

"They seem to be afraid of me." Lin Leyang spoke after entering the elevator.

Lin Ruolu turned to look at him. He did not comb his hair. His slightly longer brown hair fell obediently on his shoulders. His long-term low food made the lines of his jaw bones obvious, and his long hair well modified the contour of his cheeks.

Lin Leyang did not wear glasses, her eyelashes were elegant, black and slender, and her eyes were clear and her reflection.

She avoided the gaze for no reason, "They are afraid of me, isn't this normal? You are their superior."

Lin Leyang nodded in confusion, and the part hanging in his heart still couldn't fall.

Lin Ruolu became busy as soon as he arrived at the company. In contrast, Lin Leyang was too idle. He sat on the sofa in the reception room, holding the coffee that his assistant made for him a few minutes ago.

Everything around him was very strange, and there was no one he had ever met in the company.

The beautiful female assistant came up with a breakfast. Lin Leyang took the breakfast and raised his head and said "Thank you".

Perhaps it was because his expression was too young, and the assistant was stunned for a moment before smiling, "You're welcome, Sister Lin said you can walk around casually, and if you feel bored, take a taxi back."

Lin Leyang: “…”

Lin Leyang: "So she asked me to come over and was it just for me to see?"

The assistant heard his complaints and couldn't help but say something more, "You can't continue working now, and you've been recuperating before..."

Lin Leyang untied the takeaway bag and paused, looking up at the assistant, "Is my health bad used to be?"

He guessed that everyone in the company knew about his "amnesia", otherwise his attitude would not be so cautious and inquiry. Gossip is an eternal topic for people.

The assistant looked a little suspicious, but when he met Lin Leyang's gaze, he felt soft and nodded slightly, "You rarely come to the company and work from home."

Lin Leyang nodded and did not ask any more questions.

The company was even more boring. No one dared to sit in his row, including going to the cafeteria for lunch. Lin Leyang was halfway through Lin Ruoluo came down to accompany him to finish the lunch.

Lin Ruolu observed his expression, "Do you want to go back?"

Lin Leyang nodded. This was different from what he thought. Facing a strange face, he didn't even have the interest to further understand his twenty-eight-year-old self.

"Then go back, you're fine?"

"I'm not a child, and I'm not going to get lost when I go back to my own home, right?" Lin Leyang said.

Lin Ruolu was still worried and wanted to find someone to send him back.

"Sister." This time Lin Leyang stopped him, stretched out his arm and punched a big fork in front of her, "Refusing to overprotect."

He had already put on short sleeves. In order not to notice the wound on his wrist, he deliberately covered it with a white wristband. Now it was tingling and a little hot.

But it no longer hurts.

All the pain was false. He once again told himself in his heart.

Lin Ruolu felt that the white on his wrist was particularly dazzling, as if he was reminding her that something had happened.

"Okay, then tell me when you get home," she said.

Lin Leyang nodded happily, but the moment he stepped out of the company, he didn't count his promises.

He finally came out, so he was naturally unwilling to go back like this.

The people in the company are all strangers to him. Everyone knows him, but he doesn't know them. That feeling is very suffocating.

Lin Leyang searched for the chat records, took a car at the intersection and reported the address. The taxi continued to drive for half an hour and stopped at the intersection in the suburbs.

Lin Leyang paid the money to come out of the air-conditioned car, and a sultry heat surged in an instant. He was afraid of the heat and was a little harmful to summer. He did not go out for a long time and became very white and more likely to turn red. It happened that it was time to go to class, so it was not difficult to enter the school gate. Lin Leyang was dressed casually and perfectly integrated into the crowd of students, without any abruptness.

After entering the school gate, he hid in the shade and called Li Chuan. However, the class had not yet ended. Today, the class was full.

So for the first time in the class, Li Chuan was secretly bent down under the table to answer the phone.

Peng Siyuan said next to him: "There is ten minutes left to finish class. Whose phone call is so urgent?"

Peng Siyuan interrupted Li Chuan without hearing anything, and said with a dark face, simply: "Girlfriend."

Peng Siyuan stopped talking.

Li Chuan spoke softly to the person on the other side of his phone: "Brother, I didn't hear it clearly."

Peng Siyuan: "???"
Chapter completed!