The Female Lead Has Disconnected for Eight Years

When Yu Zhile used an alcohol cotton ball to clean Yu Zihuan's forehead wounds, he felt that his hands and feet were very light, and Yu Zihuan did not yell in pain, but he was a little frightened when he saw his two wrinkled thick eyebrows and drooping eyelashes tension.

After applying the medicine and putting on gauze, she put down the hand that lifted the broken hair in front of Yu Zihuan's forehead, and let out a big sigh of relief.Yu Zihuan glanced at her, then immediately looked away, "Why help me?"

Yu Zhile didn't know, so she stared at him blankly, "Didn't you let me give you medicine?"

Yu Zihuan frowned and looked at her, with some impatience in his eyes.

Yu Zhile regained consciousness this time and realized that what he was asking was why he was pretending to be a teacher from the Fourth Middle School to help him out. After thinking for a few seconds, he actually didn't understand how he was nosy.So he simply pretended to be stupid, squinted his eyes, and revealed a neat row of white teeth, "Why don't you draw a knife to help when you see an injustice? It's wrong to bully the weak!"

Yu Zhile felt that Yu Zihuan wanted to roll his eyes at her, but he finally resisted it. He just looked at her with a weird look, stared at her for a long time and asked, "You mean I think I'm weak?"

Didn't you say the wrong thing again? It's hard to wait for sensitive children.Yu Zhile laughed dryly and defended: "I didn't mean that. I said weak and small. Look, you have only one person, and there are eight of them. Isn't it the weak side? Heads-up, you can even beat their boss, how can you be considered weak?"

Yu Zihuan probably felt that the reason was acceptable, and did not bother with this problem anymore. He reached out to grab the t-shirt hem, preparing to deal with the bruises on his body, and suddenly raised his head to Yu Zhile, who was still facing him, and said, “Don’t look. Turn around."

Yu Zhile hurriedly nodded and turned around, but after looking back, she felt that she was wronged, as if she wanted to watch his little hairy child undress.Yu Zhile, who had nothing to do, naturally began to observe the furnishings in the room, his gaze shifted from the chandelier to the sofa, and then from the sofa to the coffee table full of clutter. Turning around, he saw two black and white photographs hanging on the wall.

On the left is a young woman in her twenties. She is very beautiful, with picturesque eyebrows and a smile like a flower. She is seven to eight points similar to Yu Zihuan, but much softer than Yu Zihuan. On the right is a white-haired old man, although her face is wrinkled. But from the smile between the corners of the eyes and the eyebrows, it can be seen that she was a beauty when she was young.

Yu Zhile quickly concluded that the relationship between the three of them should be the three generations of grandparents.But in this case, Yu Zihuan would be too miserable. Grandma passed away, and mother died young. Perhaps the one on the left was his aunt?

Yu Zhile was still immersed in his thoughts. Yu Zihuan had finished putting on the plaster and put on his clothes, limpingly holding the medicine cabinet and wanted to put it back into the high cabinet.

"I'll come." Yu Zhile is not too tall in the north of his hometown, but he is also 1.7 meters tall. Compared with his undeveloped, Yu Zihuan, who is only a little over 1.6 meters, is still a lot taller. There is no need to stand on tiptoes and extend his arms. The medicine box can be put back in place.

Yu Zihuan did not succeed this time, handed the medicine kit to Yu Zhile and sat down on the sofa honestly.

Yu Zhile looked at the time, it was almost half past six, and the smell of food was already floating in other homes, but Yu Zihuan's home was still cold pot and stove. No adult, he didn't mean to cook.

Yu Zihuan sat silently. Yu Zhile doubted whether his character would tell his parents about the bullying. She was considering whether to wait for his adult to come back, and tactfully stated that he was rejected by his peers. The situation can be regarded as the best of humanity.

Yu Zhile was neither sitting nor sitting. The atmosphere was really embarrassing. She couldn't bear to poke her head and look towards the door, "Where is your father? Isn't it off work?"

Yu Zihuan didn't answer at first. Yu Zhile waited for a long time, but when he almost gave up, he heard him say: "He owes a debt and ran away long ago. He probably died outside."

This was cold, but the coldness in Yu Zihuan's eyes made Yu Zhile even more shocked. It seemed that the person mentioned had nothing to do with him, not his father, or even a stranger.

If it can be called embarrassing, the atmosphere is probably frozen now, and whenever there is any movement, it will click and click so that Yu Zhile wants to slap himself and make you slap your mouth.

But when his gaze swept across the photo on the wall again, Yu Zhile suddenly realized, "Then you now..."

"I live alone." Yu Zihuan also noticed her gaze looking at the photos of the widow, raised her head to accurately capture her sight, and the eyes that met her clearly revealed a meaning. If she dared to express his pity, he immediately You can turn your face.

Yu Zhile did sympathize with him, but the first sentence that appeared in his mind was: This is illegal, right?

Yu Zihuan looks at most twelve or thirteen years old, maybe even younger. As a minor, doesn't he have to have a guardian?

Probably because the confusion in Yu Zhile's expression was greater than the pity, the hostility in Yu Zihuan's eyes weakened, and he lowered his head to explain: "In name, my aunt adopted me."

But in name only, he let him fend for himself, and he was happy to be free in grandma's old house.

Yu Zhile didn't know what to say, the sensitivity and stubbornness of this child had been deeply experienced in the short-lived relationship, so it's better not to say anything.

"You haven't eaten dinner yet? It just happened that I didn't eat it either. Can you just rub your meal?" Yu Zhile changed the subject wittily, clinging to Yu Zihuan's face, and hurriedly added when he didn't answer. Pay."

Yu Zihuan shifted his body to move away from Yu Zhile, "I only have instant noodles."

"It's okay, just eat some."

After going to the kitchen to overturn the cabinets, Yu Zhile has a new understanding of Yu Zihuan.

What a sincere child, saying that only instant noodles are instant noodles. She also knows to add ham or poached egg to cup noodles. Yu Zihuan’s house has nothing but a box of instant noodles. The refrigerator is cleaner than her face.

After the water boiled, two bags of instant noodles were dropped. As soon as the aroma came out, Yu Zhile heard the sound of dragging a chair behind him. Looking back, Yu Zihuan had taken the bowl and chopsticks and sat down at the small kitchen table.

The hot noodles burned his mouth, but Yu Zhile couldn't stop eating. The weather was beginning to be sultry in July. In the poorly ventilated kitchen, he soon sweated. Yu Zhile fanned his hand. Feng, I saw that although Yu Zihuan on the side was eating slowly with her left hand, there were beads of sweat on her fair face, and strands of hair stuck to her forehead. Because of her focus on food, she lost the previous Chill, it's just an ordinary kid in this way.

But he is a good-looking child. Most people sweating profusely will only look embarrassed and sloppy, but Yu Zihuan only reminds Yu Zhile of the lotus dipped in dew in the morning, which is not stained with dust, plus the drooping dog eyes of his eyes. Her motherhood is overwhelming and she can't look away.

Looking at it, Yu Zihuan suddenly raised his head. Yu Zhile and his shiny eyes met before realizing his gaffe. He hurriedly turned upright and made a distressed head. "You can't do this. You are growing up, how can you? How about eating instant noodles every day? How can the nutrition keep up?"

Yu Zihuan frowned at what she said, and turned his attention to the face, "I can only afford instant noodles."

Yu Zhile saw that the round had passed by anyway, and did not let Yu Zihuan despise her, secretly relieved, and thought about this issue seriously, suddenly an inspiration appeared.

Yu Zihuan lacks someone to take care of, she lacks a place to live, otherwise she will rent his house, she can work and pay the rent, and also take care of Yu Zihuan's three meals a day, it should not be considered as taking advantage of him.

I told Yu Zihuan about this idea. He looked at her weirdly and said, "Aren't you a resident of this building?"

Yu Zhile thought of her act of opening the door with a key downstairs, and it was no wonder Yu Zihuan had such a wrong understanding. She laughed haha, "Do you believe that I said that the key I picked up?"

Yu Zihuan obviously didn't believe it, but didn't say anything, and took another chopstick noodle into his mouth.

"Are you worried that I'm a bad guy?" Yu Zhile saw him silently, thinking that he still had concerns.

"How much rent do you pay?"

It turned out to be thinking about this issue.

Yu Zhile thought about the rents and rising prices in ten years, and estimated the price, "One thousand?"

After saying that, she regretted it. Ten years later, she lived in a whole room by herself and it was not much more expensive than this, but Yu Zihuan did not give her a chance to regret it, "Okay, and the water and electricity are equally shared."

Really don't suffer.

Yu Zhile has a deeper understanding of Yu Zihuan again, but who asked her to come up with this method herself, she can only swallow her teeth in her belly, and find a place to stay, and she is also relatively close to this area. Familiar with it, it is easier to find a change job here without academic qualifications and identification.

After eating and washing the dishes, Yu Zhile later realized that he had not introduced himself, "Forgot to say, my name is Yu Zhile. Yu is the elm of the elm tree. Remove the wooden word next to the elm. Knowing knowing, happy joy, you You can call me sister Lele."

"My name is Yu Zihuan."

"It's a coincidence, our last name is the same, more like a sibling." Yu Zhile turned off the faucet and wiped his hands, turned and said happily.

Yu Zihuan took a deep look at her, and said with a sullen face: "Unfortunately, I am superfluous."

Yu Zhile wanted to say that it sounded the same anyway, and then slowly continued: "The son of the wife ion is scattered, the son is scattered."

Yu Zhiyue cleared his throat and bit his head and said, "I am also the son of Man Tang, so I feel relieved."

Yu Zihuan glanced at her again, this time the ice in his eyes seemed to be loose, but he did not answer.

In the evening when Yu Zihuan was working on her homework, Yu Zhile secretly checked what she had brought ten years later. Although the phone still had electricity, her sim card was issued by the school when she was freshman, and she didn’t know how to change it. Can you continue to use a smart phone with a 2005 card, but in order to avoid attracting the attention of others, it is better to change to a mobile phone that matches the times.

There were a thousand yuan whole money and some change in the wallet. Yu Zhile nervously checked the past one by one. Fortunately, they were all printed in 2005 or before, and they can still be used.Yu Zhile couldn't help but rejoice that she didn't wear it back twenty years ago or more, otherwise her few grandpa Mao would be useless.

However, this little money has to pay rent, water and electricity, and buy vegetables. You can save some money before you find a source of income.

Yu Zhile continued to pay for it, took out her resume and various certificates, and sighed heavily. She was obviously a college graduate who had graduated seriously. She has passed grades 4 and 6 and everything, but now it is worse than blind flow. The days to come How can I live.

Wait, should we actually think about how to return to 2015?If she goes back, she won't have to suffer from such a headache, at least she won't have to pay the rent a second time.But this seems to have no clue than finding a job in 2005, and Yu Zhile fell into deep thought.

Yes, although she looked like she was in a daze, she was really thinking, but she couldn't think about it.

Yu Zihuan, who was doing homework in the bedroom, walked out with inconvenient legs and feet. Yu Zhile hurriedly swept the things spread on the coffee table into his bag, for fear that something might reveal flaws by him. Who would think that people didn’t even look at her. Looking here, I went straight to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and walked back to the bedroom door with the water glass.

Seeing him stop, Yu Zhile couldn't help but look over.

Yu Zihuan didn't look back, turned her back, staring at the slightly trembling water surface of the cup in his hand, "The rent can be paid later."

After speaking, he entered the bedroom and closed the door.

Yu Zhile also thought about how the child suddenly became magnanimous, and suddenly reacted, he suspected that she was sighing and irritating him in the living room.