Qi He: ? ? ? Is the injustice actually me?

"What are you looking at? Didn't you promise my brother to take care of us?" Jiang Huan berated him again.

"...Understood, don't worry about things here when you go to play football there, I'll wrap it up for you." Qi He said.

"Thank you." Jiang Fang looked at Qi He and said solemnly, "And..."

"Who do you take care of?" Qi He laughed: "Don't worry, it's not my turn to take care of him, the eldest and young master don't worry about no one to care."

Jiang Fang lowered his eyes and nodded: "Then I'm in, you go back."

"You go first." Jiang Huan sniffed, stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes. He used to be young and not very sensible. Knowing that his brother was going to play football, he would come back after a while, even if he went to Shenghe later Country, you can see it when you turn on your TV and your phone.

But now she understands, she knows that her brother signed a six-year contract to go to a place with different races and languages, where the weather is cloudy all the year round, the air is humid and cold, and it takes at least ten hours to get there.

No one likes my brother there, no one knows him, no one comforts him if he doesn't play well, he is only one person.

As he grew up, Jiang Huan gradually discovered that in fact, his brother is not omnipotent, he is just very strong and forbearing.

After all, Jiang Huan couldn't help crying, when Jiang Fang walked towards the airport lounge.

"Okay, if you want to see him, I'll take you there." Qi He put his arms around Jiang Huan's shoulders and hugged the little girl gently into his arms.

"Jiang Fang!" A familiar hurried voice came from behind, Qi He and Jiang Huan turned their heads in disbelief, He Yuzheng's face flushed red, he looked at them eagerly: "Where's Jiang Fang?!"

"Front." Qi He pointed to Jiang Fang's back for some reason, and He Yuzheng immediately ran over and called Jiang Fang's name again.

Jiang Fang, who was about to check the ticket, turned his head, he gritted his teeth, and looked at the person running towards him calmly.

"This is another bank card." He Yuzheng's expression was impermanent. It seemed that no one broke up with him three days ago, and it was not the person in front of him who did.

"A few of your endorsements haven't expired yet. This is the follow-up fee. I have already debited the part you owe me. This is all yours. Take it." He Yuzheng raised his hand and held the bank card to Jiang Fang. before.

"No..." Jiang Fang quickly interrupted He Yuzheng as soon as he opened his mouth: "Didn't you say it should be considered clean? What's yours is yours."

He Yuzheng stared at him stubbornly, Jiang Fang compromised, held the bank card, and gently stroked He Yuzheng's fingertips.

He Yuzheng let go of his hand: "The journey is smooth, and I wish you a great future."

The boy's voice overlapped with that of four years ago. Four years ago, it was at a train station where people came and went. He Yuzheng told him that the journey was going well. At that time, Jiang Fang fell to the bottom of the valley and was getting farther and farther from his dream.

At this moment, Jiang Fang's dream has become a reality, he is on his way to the UK, but at this time he is more painful than four years ago.

"Thank you." Jiang Fang said these two words with difficulty. Under the boy's undisguised gaze, he turned around and walked towards the ticket gate. It's not his anymore.

The ticket inspector was startled when he saw Jiang Fang's red eyes, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Fang shook his head at him, took his passport and ticket, and stepped into the waiting hall.

An hour later, the sky cleared, and the plane to Manchester took off at Longzhou International Airport, leaving a soft trace in the blue sky, but it quickly disappeared.

——As a teenager, END

Broken mirror - end

Chapter 69 Normal People

Nine years later.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the downstairs of the newly built CBD main building in the central city of Longzhou was full of people. Everyone was busy walking around, making final preparations and confirmations for the next opening ceremony.

The person in charge of the scene was a capable woman in professional attire. She had a wireless headset on her ear and a walkie-talkie in her hand. The etiquette came for the final rehearsal, and Mr. He and other guests who participated in the opening ceremony arrived at 8:00 on time, and the receptionist waited at their respective positions at 7:30."

After Bian Rou's explanation, she turned around and walked out. She stopped at the luxurious and modern outer courtyard. She raised her head and looked at the sky divided into seven or eight pieces by the CBD, and couldn't help but let out a light smile.

"Secret Bian..." The security captain came out to confirm with Bian Rou the number of security guards at the final scene, but saw a smile on Bian Rou's face, who was never stern, and was a little scared for a while.

"What's the matter?" Bian Rou returned to her cold face in a second and returned to work.

At 7:50, a brown Maybach arrived in the vestibule first, and Bian Rou waited in front of the court early. When the Maybach stopped, Bian Rou stepped forward and opened the rear door.

A man in a well-cut black suit got out of the car. He raised his chin slightly, his eyebrows were dyed frivolous, and the most eye-catching was his bright but indifferent face.

"Mr. He, everything is ready, just wait for the guests to arrive." Bian Rou reported nervously.

He Yuzheng tilted his head, suddenly raised his hand, and Bian Rou subconsciously took a half step back.

"Don't move." He Yuzheng said, he stretched out his hand and plucked a thin gray thread from Bianrou's hair, which was probably accidentally stained when preparing.

"Ready?" He Yuzheng asked blankly: "President Shenghe's first secretary was unkempt at the opening ceremony of the CBD. Do you think this is called readiness?"

Bian Rou lowered her head even further: "I'm sorry, Mr. He, I'll tidy up immediately!"

Obviously accustomed to He Yuzheng's nitpicking, Bian Rou quickly turned around and left, He Yuzheng stood in front of the court, and soon a familiar Rolls-Royce drove in front of the court, like magic, He Yuzheng. With a smile on his face, he walked leisurely to the Rolls-Royce that stopped, and when the door just opened, He Yuzheng greeted him enthusiastically: "Uncle Fang, I didn't expect you to come in person, I Really flattered!"