Tan Mingming actually has his own tricks. For example, when she found that the chicken leg delivery incident failed, she began to make some decisions about what Hang Qi could not refuse...

Drinking hot water is one piece. Hang Qi always picks up the water cup habitually. Maybe he can't notice that the temperature of the water in the water cup has changed. He accidentally took a sip?

And indeed as she expected.

Hot water √

Umbrella and bicycle are another one. Hang Qi may not accept her umbrella, but she wrote a small label, and if Hang Qi takes it off, she will be considered successful.

If you want to bike, it is impossible for Hang Qi to go back without riding a bike, right? Then, he can only passively accept her kindness.

Therefore, as soon as school was over, Tan Mingming rushed out of the classroom with his schoolbag in his arms.

She found the rag that she usually wiped the table, sneaked into the bicycle shed, and spent ten minutes panting to provide great health care for the old bicycle.

There were people coming and going on the bicycle shed, but it was raining heavily. Everyone hurried to the school gate with umbrellas, for fear of being blown by wind and rain, so no one noticed a small figure squatting in the corner of the car shed, sweating profusely...

She wiped off all the rain and mud. Of course, some of the rust in the grout could not be wiped off.

After doing all this, Tan Mingming took out the Yunnan Baiyao aerosol that had been prepared from his schoolbag and placed it on the back seat of the bicycle - in fact, she could not do this at all.

Because of Hang Qi's indifferent temperament, this box of medicine may end up with the same consequences as those three boxes of cold medicine, and even appeared in the trash can next to the carport.

Wiping off the bike is enough to change a lot of transparency.

...But Tan Mingming couldn't help it.

I didn't know much about Hang Qi before, so I didn't pay much attention to his neck and the purple often appeared on his wrists. However, as I often secretly put my eyes on him recently, the black and blue wounds imprinted on his pale skin seemed strangely stiff and eye-catching, making Tan Mingming care.

Tan Mingming couldn't help but speculate when he was in class—

Did it come from a fight again?

But I don’t seem to have seen any gangsters surrounding Hang Qi recently. So is he still doing other work and doing physical work on weekends, which leads to mass injuries near his shoulders?

Anyway, he definitely needs this.

In addition, Tan Mingming added another plan to his schedule. In addition to going to the rescue center to adopt a puppy on weekends, he also planned to follow Hang Qi to see what he was doing on weekends.

When Tan Mingming left the carport, her body was almost wet. She put away her umbrella and squeezed onto the bus with the highest traffic.

Although she was wearing a down jacket, it was not waterproof. After the hem was wet by rain, it became heavy, and there was rain on her neck, which was wet and stuffy. Tan Mingming couldn't help but reach out to wipe it.

As a result, she squeezed in a lot of space. The female white-collar worker with exquisite makeup standing behind her holding the bus ring frowned, glared at her a little disgusted, turned around, and changed her back to her.

Tan Mingming was glared at him...

He looked excited.

...Damn it!

In the past, no matter how crowded she was in the bus/subway that was like canned sardines, people around would treat her as a ball of air and would not feel like she stepped on her feet. The same thing, no matter how she squeezed her, no one looked at her with strange eyes.

...Sometimes Tan Mingming even suspects that no one will care about him when he takes off his shoes in the car.

Of course, due to moral and tutoring factors, she has not tried it.

However, this has really been my life, and I have a sense of presence in such a public place.

In short, Tan Mingming cried with joy, almost swelling up in the bus, attracting more disgusting glances, but because of the good tutoring, she held the straps of her schoolbag and tried hard to hold it.

Tan Mingming's mouth was rising wildly when he heard his father Tan, who had already returned home from get off work, talking to Tan's mother in the kitchen.

Dad Tan is a pretty tall and fat department employee with a good temper. Now he is in his early forties and has worked diligently for more than 20 years. He has been like a screw, staying in the department in a low-key manner. Except for following the army to raise wages, he has never been promoted or raised for an extra salary, but he works hard and rarely complains.

I'm completely used to this background board's life.

At this moment, he was confused and said to Tan's mother: "It's strange today. I just completed a planning case in advance, just like in the past, but the department manager actually went against my normalcy and went to my position to praise me for doing a good job in the case, which made my colleagues stare at me!"

Dad Tan touched his head with a weak hair volume: "...hehe, I'm so embarrassed."

Mother Tan was surprised and quickly put down the dish in her hand: "Did you finally noticed by the boss and you want a salary increase?"

"Hi, there's not a single word yet." Dad Tan tried his best to hold it back, but he still showed a shy and a little proud smile: "But your husband is so powerful, maybe he might be."

Mother Tan's wrinkles spread out and rolled her eyes back with a little sweet and disgusting.

Tan Mingming changed his shoes at the door, and when he heard the couple's conversation, he suddenly laughed even more. She appeared happily at the kitchen door, grabbed the door frame, and said with a smile: "Dad, you have to thank me for this."

"I'm here again, what's your business?" Tan's mother turned her head, her eyes fell on Tan Mingming's wet down jacket, and said angrily: "Tan Mingming, how many times have you told you to bring an umbrella."

"I've brought it!"

"Why are you soaked? Are your hands chicks claws? You put an umbrella and shake it around to make yourself soaked like this. Go and take a shower!"

Tan Mingming laughed and flicked into the bathroom with his pajamas, avoiding Tan's mother's bombardment.

My transparency has been reduced a little, and my father Tan’s situation in the company has also changed slightly. It seems that this means-

Umbrella√

Bicycle√

Yunnan Baiyao... I don’t know if it has been thrown away.

But with these progress, Tan Mingming was already very satisfied. Hang Qi was so powerful. She hummed the song happily, took a shower, and decided to find a way to get closer to Hang Qi after going to school tomorrow.

But soon after leaving the bathroom, she was unable to be happy when she heard that her cousin and aunt were coming to her house on the weekend.

Tan Mingming's cousin, together with his cousin's family, is a very annoying person. From childhood to adulthood, every time during the Chinese New Year, Tan Mingming's last wish among a group of bragging aunts and sisters is this family.

Every time I come here, my aunt always opens Tan’s mother’s wardrobe at random. While picking about Tan’s mother’s taste, she couldn’t help but pick a few good-looking ones and asked Tan’s mother to give them to her. She said with confidence that Tan’s mother, who is a nurse, is wearing work clothes for six days a week, so why do you need so many clothes?

Mother Tan has a bad temper in front of Dad Tan and Tan Mingming, but for some reason, she always gives in to her aunt. Maybe she has been tolerant since childhood. Although she is unhappy, she still tolerate her.

In addition, this family has the bad habit of smacking their mouths while eating, stretching out chopsticks and flipping around the plate, and looking at people's mobile phones without permission.

That's fine. What annoyed Tan Mingming the most is that every time my aunt openly and secretly mocks her for her poor grades and stupidity in front of all her relatives.

The most important thing my aunt said to Tan’s mother was: “High school is so critical, why don’t you buy some brain-enhancing? I remember that this year’s score has been improved again. According to her current score of more than 70 points per subject, I’m afraid she can only get a third-tier university. Oh, what good job can you find after the third-tier university? The monthly salary is two or three thousand, and you will have to rely on your parents at that time…”

Mother Tan responded awkwardly, and even glared at the ineffective Tan Mingming: "Listen to your aunt's lesson!"

"My Siqi is different. She can go to 80 points in every subject, and she has a plus point for sports expertise. When she goes to a good university, she is also beautiful. If you clean up her, won't you get to know a rich boyfriend? It's better to go to the capital. I heard that many college students there have companies at home, and their value is over 100 million!"

"Oh, by the way, it's okay to ask your cousin to introduce you to you. Although your conditions are a little worse, you have your cousin..."

Every time Tan Mingming heard these words, his ears were callused and he was very impatient.

However, she could still bear it silently by being mocked by her aunt. What she felt most uncomfortable was that every time her aunt left, Tan’s mother and Tan’s father would be silent for several days.

Once, Tan Mingming got up to go to the bathroom at night and saw the couple sitting in the living room with a sad face.

Dad Tan is already very tired from work during the day, but he is still holding his glasses, squinting his eyes, holding a stack of his own test papers, analyzing which subject is weak one by one.

He looks very strong on weekdays, but I don’t know if it’s because of the lighting at night that makes him slump on the sofa and look much older.

Mother Tan is even more thin and looks tired.

After analyzing it, Dad Tan said that every subject is not good, and he has not scored above the average score since he was a child!

"Oh, what should I do? You said."

"Why would you sign her up for a cram school?"

"But there have been many cram schools since childhood, and our grades have not changed at all... Otherwise, the monthly salary is only two or three thousand. Anyway, we have a house, so it's better to keep her by our side..."

Although they discussed in such a low voice, the couple fell silent after a while, with a full of worry on their faces.

Tan Mingming knew that although they did not put pressure on him, this did not mean that they were not feeling uncomfortable.

Especially after my aunt showed off how many places my cousin Wen Siqi ranked in the class, they must feel more anxious and sad compared to their mediocre self.

...

Therefore, when Tan Mingming heard that his aunt was going to bring her cousin to play again, he was very stressed. I don’t know if his aunt’s family bought a car or a house this time, or if his cousin got a good grade again, so he came over and showed off his vigor and showed off.

The expression on her face collapsed. After drinking a glass of milk, she returned to the room in a deep mood. Not only was she unhappy, but Dad Tan felt uncomfortable when he heard that the mother and daughter were coming, but he didn't show it.

but--

Tan Mingming sat at the desk, opened the calendar, and suddenly realized that there would be a math exam tomorrow afternoon. The math teacher has always corrected the papers very quickly and can be corrected before Friday, which means that his scores can be obtained before my aunt and the others come!

What if their scores can shut up this time?

Tan Mingming's eyes lit up! But the prerequisite is that after the exam, the test paper can be successfully corrected by the teacher, and the high score will not be blocked and erased.

At the same time, Hang Qi put away his umbrella, shook his head, and threw away the short dark hair and some raindrops on his shoulders. Then he pushed the bicycle into the dim corridor. The old community was disrepaired for a long time. The lights in the corridor were broken, and occasionally the elderly would fall here.

After putting down his bicycle, he took out a fourteen-watt light bulb from his schoolbag and twisted it on.

"Click." The lights lit up, illuminating the dust in the aisle, garbage cans, messy broom mops, old-fashioned bicycles, and the tall but slightly thin him.

Hang Qi lives on the third floor, a single room, not big, the rent is relatively cheap, and no one knows him nearby, which makes him feel more comfortable.

He took off his shoulder bag from his shoulder, opened the door and went in, then boiled water, took a pack of instant noodles from the shelf next to the sofa and started cooking. After it was cooked, he rode it in a pot, placed it on a low table, sat down on the newspaper, and started having supper.

As usual, the room was deserted, so quiet that it made people feel a little cold, but today, it seems that there is something different...

There is a box of Yunnan Baiyao that promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis on the table.

And a small oval card, like it was torn off from a sticky note with a harder paper.

There is also a line of words and an expression.
To be continued...