The ice and snow melt in spring and the weather starts to get warmer.

On the edge of the old city in the west of the north city, there are a row of shanty houses, which are simply built with wood mixed with plastic, and look dilapidated from the outside.

After Fei Ran woke up, he coughed several times uncontrollably.

There was a strong smell of dust in the house, which was a bit choking, and the body seemed to be glued by damp, and there was a sticky coldness.

Fei Ran stood up slowly, looking around.

The dilapidated wooden house can be seen at a glance.

The walls of the wooden house were piled up in a mess, and the large furniture in the house was nothing but a bed and a cabinet with a missing corner.

With the sights around, the memories in Fei Ran's mind gradually came back.

The original owner committed suicide by swallowing sleeping pills.

The original owner's ancestors were also considered a big family. Although the generation passed down to the original owner has declined, but relying on the two houses and family property left by the previous generation, even if they don't go out to work, the original owner can still live without worry.

But the bad thing is, the original owner is good at face, someone came to ask him to help as a guarantee, although the original owner looked down on the person's sycophancy, but he felt very good in his heart, and nodded in agreement.

When the final repayment date comes, the borrower disappears.

The real estate mortgaged by the borrower at that time was far from enough for the repayment amount. The original owner acted as a guarantor, and the property under his name was taken away. The house was forcibly auctioned by the court. .

The original owner took the money left over from the auction, stood outside as decent as ever, gritted his teeth and waited for the borrower to appear, but the borrower seemed to have disappeared without a word.

Just today, the original owner was found living here by an old neighbor, and felt ashamed. In addition, the money on his body was exhausted, but the borrower had never been heard from. The original owner thought of the hard life in the future. didn't want to open it, just swallowed the medicine and it was gone.

As for the son Fei Li...that was never in the consideration of the original owner.

The existence of Fei Li is just a tool used by the original owner to complete the mission of passing on the family and to show off when necessary. After the original owner fell down, Fei Li's role seemed to disappear, and Fei Li was naturally kicked out of his world by the original owner. out.

For this, Fei Li is probably also aware of it.

Suddenly, there was a creaking sound in the wooden house.

Fei Ran looked up.

The wooden door of the house was pushed open.

The seventeen-year-old boy stood against the light at the door, his figure was tall and straight like a young poplar, his face was covered by the dazzling light, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his body looked particularly strong.

Fei Li walked into the wooden house, still carrying a rice ball in his hand.

Without even looking at Fei Ran, he went straight to the broken wooden cabinet and sat down.

Fei Li took off his schoolbag, threw it on the cabinet, then unzipped the schoolbag with a blank expression, took out a book from the schoolbag, and opened it.

While reading a book, Fei Li gnawed on rice balls with pickles.

For a while, except for the sound of flipping books and chewing, the rest of the room was quiet.

To Fei Li, Fei Ran is a living person as if he does not exist.

Fei Ran looked at the back of Fei Li's thorny head, and touched his stomach.

The original owner hadn't eaten for two meals.

Fei Ran said, "I'm hungry too."

In front of the cabinet, Fei Li paused for a while while eating the rice balls, then he turned around and turned his back to Fei Ran as if he didn't hear Fei Ran's words, and then flipped through the book.

Fei Ran: ...

He said again: "I'm hungry."

However, there was still no other movement in the room, only the sound of Fei Li eating rice balls and flipping through the books.

Fei glanced at the back of Fei Li eating a whole rice ball by himself.

Overbearing.

Forget it, he wasn't very hungry either.

Fei Ran turned around and lay down to save his energy.

However, within a few minutes, there was a crackling sound in the room.

In front of the cabinet, Fei Li suddenly closed the book.

Fei Li turned his head to look at Fei Ran who was lying down, his face was a little cold.

Fei Li's facial features are sharp and angular, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, very beautiful.

He looked at Fei Ran, and said the first sentence since entering the room in a cold tone: "Don't make noise."

Fei Ran was lying on his side, and when he raised his eyes, he met Fei Li's gaze.

Fei Ran paused for a second, then said, "I didn't say anything."

The corners of Fei Li's mouth were tense. He watched Fei Ran silently for two seconds. Then, he suddenly turned around and kicked the cabinet. His voice was cold and harsh: "You'd better starve to death."

Feiran's eyes closed for a moment, and he turned over directly, and he ignored Fei Ran.

Seeing his movements, Fei Li slowly clenched his hands into fists.

The cabin was quiet again.

However, within a minute, Fei Ran who was lying on the bed was picked up by someone holding his collar.

Fei Li was carried half-sitting on the bed, and he raised his head to meet Fei Li's gaze.

Does this kid want to be beaten?

Also, why is he so pitiful?

At this moment, Fei Li had no idea what was going on in Fei Ran's mind.

He looked at Fei Ran, and there was a bit of warning in his voice: "I only have pickled rice balls here, and I don't have the delicacies you want. If you eat, you can eat. If you don't eat, you will starve to death."

Even if the original owner lived in this shabby hut, he was very particular about it. With the rest of the money, he indulged in the high life before. Even if he lived in this shabby hut for two years, it didn't affect his dignity outside in the slightest.

Before the original owner was destroyed, it was like a rusty crown placed on a throne. After the original owner was destroyed, he just changed a broken chair, and he himself was always the crown.

Fei Ran pulled Fei Li's hand away, and rearranged his neckline, "Did I say I don't want to eat?"

Fei Li gave Fei Ran a cold look, then he turned around and took the rice ball he took a few bites of, and stretched out his hand to break it apart from the middle.

Fei Li passed the half he hadn't bitten through the plastic bag, and said coldly, "Eat."

Fei Li stared at Fei Ran with cold eyes, as if if Fei Ran dared not eat, he would beat Fei Ran up.

However, Fei Ran's dislike of rice balls did not happen as Fei Li expected.

Fei Ran took the rice ball and ate it, his movements were no different from those delicate meals he used to eat.

Fei Li looked at it coldly for a while, then turned around and went back to his cabinet, flipped through the book again, and finished the remaining rice balls.

The onigiri tasted pretty good.

but,

Fei Xiaopoor Ranjue's half rice ball is not enough...

Fei Ran looked at Fei Li: "I'm still hungry."

Fei Li frowned and looked at Fei Ran.

Fei Ran met Shang Fei Li's gaze without changing expression: "Am I hungry?"

Fei Li frowned slowly, why did he feel that Fei Ran was a little different from before?

Thinking of something, Fei Li asked, "Where's your money?"

If it was in the past, the original owner would have gone out to eat and drink with the money, and would not have talked to Fei Li at all.

Fei Ran looked away as if nothing had happened: "The flowers are over."

The original owner bought the money left over from the sleeping pills, but the original owner bought paper money and burned it for himself, not a single drop was left.

After the Fei family house was forced to be auctioned off by the court, there were still quite a few left, otherwise it would not be able to support the dignity of the original owner for the past two years, but that was only enough for the original owner to live in the dilapidated house and live outside for two years. The requirement of being no worse than others, no matter how much is reserved, it is normal to spend it all.

Fei Li naturally knew that Fei Ran would spend all the money one day, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

Fei Li looked at Fei Ran with increasingly cold eyes.

He gets it.

Fei Ran has no money on him, so naturally he doesn't dislike eating pickled cabbage balls.

Fei Li: "You deserve it right to starve to death."

After speaking, Fei Li turned around and strode out.

The wooden door at the entrance was also slammed by Fei Li.

The black and gray wooden rotten door panel swayed back and forth at the door, making a creaking sound, like a mockery.

Fei Ran: ...

Why is he so pitiful.

Fei Ran was thinking like this.

boom

There was a sudden burst of thunder in the sky, like the prelude before the heavy rain.

rain?

I don't remember it raining today.

Fei Ran got up and got out of bed and walked quickly to the door, stopped and looked up at the sky.

In the afternoon, the sky was cloudy, and the black clouds seemed to gather on the top of the wooden house, and the wind blew around, and the noise was loud and scary.

Fei Ran looked back at their small wooden house, feeling vaguely ominous.

However, this premonition hadn't come to fruition yet, Fei Li almost came back from nowhere, and he still had a handful of candy in his hand.

Those dime lollipops.

Fei Li impatiently stuffed the candy into Fei Ran's hand, "Eat this, throw it away."

After finishing speaking, Fei Li didn't care about Fei Ran anymore, and walked into the house quickly.

Fei Ran looked down at the lollipop in his hand, reached out and picked out a strawberry flavored one, stuffed it into his mouth, and stuffed the rest into his pocket.

Fei Ran looked at the sky with a lollipop in his mouth, trying to recall the feeling just now.

But that ominous premonition hadn't been fully recalled, and suddenly, the rain from the sky fell down with a splash, like a torrential downpour.

Fei Ran froze for a moment, forgot to suck the lollipop in his mouth.

The bean-heavy rain fell on his shoes along with the wind, one after another, Fei Ran looked down at the half-wet shoes in an instant, and he stepped back quickly.

Inexplicably, he glanced at the sky again, then stretched out his hand and slammed the door shut.

The wooden door creaked as he moved.

Fei Ran turned his head, patted the rain on his body and walked towards the house.

Suddenly, he paused, and his eyes fell on a piece of wood that Fei Li was holding.

Fei Li hugged a piece of wood from nowhere, and was using it to touch the sunken part of the roof on the right side that was hit by the rain.

Fei Ran's face was alert for a moment: "Where did you get the wood from?"

Fei Li didn't want to talk to Fei Ran, so he casually pointed to the roof on the left: "That."

The pile of chaotic wood on the roof on the left was a bit messy, and it looked calm after the wood was removed. However, after a while, the roof on the left suddenly began to tremble slightly.

The ominous premonition in Fei Ran's heart became more and more intense.

He walked over quickly, picked up the piece of wood that Fei Li had just carried to the right, and walked to the left, "Why didn't you ask when you carried it—"

bang——

Accompanied by the violent thunder and strong wind, the wooden raincloths on the roof suddenly fell with a crackling sound, and they all fell on Fei Ran.

...the house... collapsed...

Holding the wood with one hand, Fei Ran stood in the wind and rain, standing stiffly above Fei Li's head.

The wind mixed with the rain slapped Fei Ran's face and body coldly, and he was not very well.

Fei Ran's face darkened for a moment, and then he roared into the sky for some reason: "Brother."

For a moment, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be still for a moment, and then the black clouds slowly rolled over a few times, like a kitten acting like a baby, and finally sprinkled some drizzle, and suddenly disappeared, as if cowardly .

Under Fei Ran, Fei Li was blocked by Fei Ran's safe and firm circle, and there was only the roar of wood in his ears.

Fei Li, who was under Fei Ran's arms, was stunned for a long time without reacting.

I don't know how long it took, Fei Li got out of Fei Ran's arms with a cold face, "You brought the house down?"

Fei Ran held the wood and held his breath for a while.

There is no reason for this.

He raised his hand in his pocket and slapped Fei Li on the head: "It was you who collapsed."

"Nonsense." Fei Li hardened his face and refused to admit it.

"You changed the load-bearing column on the left to the right. You didn't collapse the house. How could it be Lao Tzu?"

Fei Li thought for a moment, then turned his gaze away: "...this house is mine."

Fei Li bought this house with the money left by his mother. The original owner was still unwilling to live in it at the time. He found a high-end hotel for himself, but within a few days, the high consumption affected his dignity when he went out. He moved in to live with Fei Li, and for this reason, he also avoided people he knew well.

No one knows that the original owner lives in this place. He is still decent and bright outside, and people who know the original owner only think that the original owner’s ancestors still have money. In fact, only Philip is the only one in this situation.

Fei Li froze, "My house, it will collapse if it wants to."

Fei Ran cast a glance at the brash brat, but didn't expose it.

He threw away the light wood in his hand, sucked the sugar in his mouth and said indifferently: "Your house is gone, I will take you to my house."

Fei Li frowned.

Fei Ran's house?

In the dry arched bridge hole, the holes on both sides are wide open. The walls of the hole are piled up with old stone bricks, and there are knotted spider webs on them. The cold wind blows through the holes.

Fei Li was holding something, and the people who were blown by the cold wind were stiff, "Is this the house you mentioned?"

"Otherwise." Fei Ran looked around, "It's not as hard as your wooden house, it won't fall down in the wind and rain."

In the end, regardless of Fei Li agreeing or not, Fei Ran started to clean up.

There's nothing wrong with the bridge opening either, solid, solid.

The ligated cobwebs in the bridge hole were swept away, and the things in the collapsed house were moved to the hole one by one by Fei Ran.

At the beginning, Fei Li could still look on coldly, he didn't believe that Fei Ran would really want to live in this kind of place, after all, it was so reluctant to live in a wooden house, let alone a bridge hole that wasn't even a house.

But when he saw Fei Ran dragging the bed and walking towards the bridge hole, Fei Li still couldn't hold back his hands.

He quickly rolled up his sleeves, swiftly put all the sundries in the wooden house on the bed, and carried the bed into the bridge hole with a cold face and Fei Ran.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't have many things, so they moved them back and forth a few times before they were done.

There was a lot of noise about the collapse of Fei's house. Naturally, some neighbors came out to check the situation, but seeing that Fei Ran and Fei Li seemed to be fine, no one said much.

We are not familiar with each other.

The miscellaneous stones and garbage in the bridge hole were cleaned out, and the things in the wooden house were moved by the two.

In the bridge hole, a medium-sized bed is placed against the hole wall, and a cabinet is placed on the other side of the hole wall opposite to the bed. There is a passage between the bed and the cabinet, and some messy things are piled up in front of the cabinet. Beside the wall, things like pots and bowls were set up at the entrance of the bridge with stones...

Compared with the old and lonely appearance of the bridge opening before, it is still a small house now, but the arched openings on both sides still leak the wind.

After it was completely dark, the bridge hole was just cleaned up.

However, once the bridge hole was cleaned up, Fei Ran went nowhere, only Fei Li was left in the hole.

Fei Li was lying on the bed with one hand behind his head.

He didn't care much about where Fei Ran went, and whether he would come back.

After all, it's normal even if Fei Ran doesn't come back. When we were in the wooden house, the original owner didn't come back often, Fei Li got used to it.

Fei Li looked at the roof of the cave with his eyes, and the picture of the collapse of the wooden house just now kept flashing back in his mind.

Fei Ran blocked his head...

There was a crackling sound as the wind blew through, and the pages of the books on the cabinet were turned by the wind.

Fei Li turned his head, his eyes fell on the flipping pages.

After dark, the books on the table can only be seen as faint outlines.

He hasn't finished his homework yet.

But there is no light.

For study, Fei Li actually didn't like it that much, it could even be said that he hated it, but his mother liked it.

Mother always said she wanted to go to college.

After she left, Fei Li always felt that he should also go to college.

Thinking of his mother, Fei Li inevitably thinks of Fei Ran...

Sometimes, Fei Li always felt that everything about his mother was wrong, such as wanting to go to college, or liking Fei Ran.

He hates it.

Hate studying.

Hate Fei Ran.

He hates relatives, friends, himself, he hates almost everything in this world...

Suddenly, there was a slight movement outside the bridge hole, and the rain cloth was lifted.

Fei Ran came back with a bunch of things.

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