Zhou Zekai, who successfully dissed his girlfriend's ex-husband, expressed satisfaction. Gu Xiang, who saw his ex-husband fleeing with his new love, was also in a happy mood. So he played this until the early morning. Zhou Zekai brought the drunken Gu Xiang home. This house belonged to Gu Xiang, and in just one month, there were already traces of Zhou Zekai.

After packing up Gu Xiang, he hugged Gu Xiang and went to sleep. Zhou Zekai thought Gu Xiang's ex-husband was quite stupid and a brainless person.

The next morning, although Gu Xiang was hangover, he still had to take care of his work. So after eating Zhou Zekai's loving breakfast, he left a kiss for his little wolf dog and went to work happily. Now, the smell of love spread throughout her body.

Zhou Zekai is similar. As long as he sees Gu Xiang, he can't help but curl the corners of his mouth. His heart beats uncontrollably. The unspeakable throbbing makes him so sweet that he doesn't want to leave Gu Xiang for a moment.

But he still has to go to class. He prepared his own things to go to class and planned to try to draw a few design drawings to make clothes for Gu Xiang. He had nothing else in his mind. These things were just a lot of them.

In the morning, Zhou Zekai, who has become black-haired again, once again became the most low-key one among his classmates. However, the school is very lively today because the well-known domestic clothing competition is about to start, and many students at the school have sent their manuscripts to register.

The initial review is relatively simple. You only need to send out the clothing design drawings you designed. Only after entering the review are the opportunity to turn your clothing design into real clothes. Therefore, the teacher also specifically talked about this in class, hoping that everyone can participate actively.

After all, although the result may be very bad, at least I won’t regret it even if I have participated.

Zhou Zekai, who was stuffed with an registration poster, stared at the Dream Cup clothing design competition and felt that it was necessary for him to show off his talents, otherwise he would always be regarded as a novice, which would be very bad.

Zhou Zekai, who has a foundation in painting, is now glad that he has seen a lot of Huang Xiaoxiao’s clothes before and how to do it. He has also visited the school’s fashion design department many times. So as long as you have systematic learning to do clothes, it is not easy to get it?

However... Zhou Zekai was a little sorry. He did not come here with the red envelope group this time. If there was a red envelope group, he would be able to make more beautiful clothes. After all, some fabrics are absolutely impossible for modern cities to appear...

Wait? Red envelope group? When Zhou Zekai suddenly remembered this, he flipped his right hand. As a result, he saw that there was really a red mole in the palm of his right hand, which happened to be in the palm of his hand, which made him laugh.

He really didn't expect that although the red envelope group did not bring it, he actually brought the space! The space rings he got in the previous world could be recognized by blood and could be hidden. As a result, people with space would have a red mole on their palms. Zhou Zekai had all looked at Gu Xiang before, but he didn't pay attention to himself. Now when he looked at the things in the space, he felt that he was still very lucky~

However, it is not easy to experiment in class now. Zhou Zekai plans to check if his space is coming after he goes home. He studies hard and draws a complete set of design drawings for a series of clothes in class, puts his name on it and takes photos, and sends it to the design competition when the get out of class is over.

Soon the morning passed, and Zhou Zekai took his manuscript to submit, but he received a call on the way.

Looking at the name of the person who called on his phone, Zhou Zekai really didn't know how this family had such great courage to enslave a person who was not close or unfamiliar with such righteousness?

That's right, by searching for his memories, Zhou Zekai kept scolding this family. If our family gave you a bite of food, you should repay us well. We are your benefactors, etc., all fully demonstrate the fact that he is not the child of this family.

Of course, just looking at the face, you should know that Zhou Zekai looks delicate and handsome, but Zhou Zekai's younger brother looks like a pig's head. Can he be a family?

But he still has to answer the phone. He at least needs to confirm whether he is a child from this family.

As soon as the phone was connected, a middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end.

"You're going to die, your child! It took so long to answer my phone! Are you thinking about it? Why didn't you send money to your house this month? Did you spend it secretly? Don't you know that your dad and I can't eat at home? And your brother, you still have to go to school, why are you so cruel? You haven't sent a penny to your house this month..."

The endless chattering didn't give Zhou Zekai any chance to react, which made Zhou Zekai curl up the corners of his mouth and had a plan.

After the woman kept telling her, she realized why the eldest son didn't speak.

"You're going to die? You don't say a word, you're mute?"

This can be said to be extremely unpleasant, but Zhou Zekai was not angry. He made a weak accent and said to the phone.

"Mom, I, I'm hospitalized and I've been treated for the last month's salary..."

"What? It's all spent? Why did you spend more than 3,000 yuan a month? Do you know that your brother is going to enroll in a cram school? What kind of disease can you see?"

Zhou Zekai's mother immediately muttered when she heard that the money was gone, and Zhou Zekai continued to dig a hole as she listened to this.

"Mom, the doctor said I had leukemia and wanted a bone marrow transplant. Don't worry, I will make money by myself, but Mom, can you let your younger brother come to the hospital? We are brothers, and the bone marrow must match..."

Zhou Zekai knew that the woman on the other end of the phone was lies. Although the Zhou family was not in such good condition, it was really not too bad. If you can’t eat, that was definitely fake. It was just that this woman gave herself the leftovers every time.

Wang Guihua on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment. Although she didn't know what leukemia was, she knew it was a fatal disease and would definitely cost money! She still knew something about the bone marrow match! That wouldn't she let her son donate the things on her body to that wild breeder? No, no! It's absolutely impossible!

"You and the dead bastard! Don't think about making a decision on Kang Kang! Let me tell you, you are not a species of our Zhou family at all. Have you forgotten what I said before? You were picked up by my child's father on the roadside! You are sick now, because your family has this disease! Don't come to my house in the future! Bone marrow, etc., who do you want to look for whom you want to go! Go to your parents!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone without waiting for Zhou Zekai to speak. She was really afraid that the blood disease would be transmitted if it would be infected? No, she should take her son to the hospital for a quick look...

Zhou Zekai, who was hung up the phone, had no expression on his face. After putting his phone in his pocket, he thought about the memory of his body and felt that he would definitely find something.

After finding a place to send his contest manuscripts, Zhou Zekai found a coffee shop to eat and think about his childhood.

Sitting next to the window, his delicate cheeks were not very good. The most important thing was that his cold temperament made the two girls on the table next to him unable to see them.

"Jiayu, look at the guy next to you. He is so handsome, right? Are you an internet celebrity?"

Sang Jiajia is sixteen years old this year. She likes to come here to have coffee with her little best friend. Today, Friday, she took a leave to play. Cheng Jiayu, whom she called her, is her favorite little best friend.

Cheng Jiayu was speechless about this friend who was obsessed with beauty and was speechless. He could only glance at the window after the other party pulled and pulled. As a result, just this glance made Cheng Jiayu stunned.

The boy sitting at the window has a very beautiful face, which makes people almost forget after seeing it once, but what surprised Cheng Jiayu the most was not this, but because... Why does this boy look so similar to his cousin?

Or, he is more beautiful than his cousin and looks more like an aunt between his eyebrows and eyes?

Sang Jiajia was stunned when she looked at Cheng Jiayu, and she knew that she said that this handsome guy was really handsome. She held her cell phone and wanted to secretly take pictures of Zhou Zekai. As a result, she raised her phone and took one picture. When she was planning to take another picture, the handsome guy turned his head and looked over, and even smiled at him, almost scaring Sang Jiajia's cell phone.

Zhou Zekai also found someone peeking at him, so he turned around and looked at the two children full of girlish aura and showed a gentle smile.

Now, Cheng Jiayu was even more stunned. He looked at this person who looked so similar to his cousin. Without controlling it, he got up from his position and walked towards the other party.

"Hello, I'm Cheng Jiayu. You are very handsome. Can I take a photo with you?"

Cheng Jiayu looks sweet, although she doesn't smile and speaks at this time, but she gives people the feeling of a well-behaved little girl. Zhou Zekai saw that the child was very young, so he agreed.

Sang Jiajia, who was beside him, wanted to give Cheng Jiayu a hundred and eighty likes! He also came over to take photos. Three people took me and I took you. Unexpectedly, he took a lot of good photos, which made Sang Jiajia, the infatuated flower, satisfied, and made Cheng Jiayu's gaze more complicated when he looked at Zhou Zekai.

In the end, I couldn't help asking Zhou Zekai's WeChat account and said I wanted to send the photos to him. Zhou Zekai didn't care. He added two girls' WeChat messages. Those who didn't know thought he was chatting! But he really didn't have this idea...

In Zhou Zekai's heart, these little girls are just real little girls to him.

The two little girls left after taking photos, while Zhou Zekai finally dug out his memory deeply after being quiet alone for a long time, that part of the memory... about being taken away by Zhou's father and mother on the road and locked up at home.

He was not sold by human traffickers, but was handed to Zhou's father and mother by a beautiful woman. Thinking of this, Zhou Zekai quickly took out the drawing paper and drew the woman's appearance on the painting...
Chapter completed!