After a long silence, he suddenly pointed at the man in the middle of the photo and said, "This is also your colleague?"

Xiao Chen was a little surprised by the topic of Yizhan's change. He took a look and said, "Brother Yi, he is the leader of ours and the team leader of the security department. Why do you know each other?"

Yi Liao withdrew his hand and said calmly: "I remembered it wrongly and didn't recognize it."

***

"Memories About You" became popular on major social networking sites and set off a new wave. Miyuki frequently appeared on TV and evening parties with this song.

Whenever I mention the lyrics, I always show a helpless and aggrieved expression, and then I whisper: "I have forgiven me."

It was a small and low again, which aroused the audience's sympathy every minute. Everyone sighed, how could a victim like her be so kind and tolerant?

Su Yumian felt disgusted. She didn't want to go out even more than before. Because as soon as she walked to the street, almost half of the businesses were playing the song. She locked herself in the room and revised the narration and commentary of the calligraphy documentary over and over again.

In the afternoon, Yi Liao knocked on her door and said, "Come out and have some fruit."

Su Yumian raised her head from the sea of ​​books, looked at the time, and it was only five o'clock: "I'm not hungry yet, you can eat it yourself."

In fact, she only took a few bites of rice at noon. Since she learned that the road to retrieve and surveillance was not working, she became even more discouraged.

Yi Liao stood at the door and said motionlessly: "Su Yumian, if you don't come out, I won't leave."

Su Yumian sighed. Yilan was a person who could say what he could do, and it was definitely not a threat to her. She opened the door, walked to the edge of the sofa, sat down, and her movements were as dull as a fat man of two hundred pounds.

Yi Liao said: "You should exercise more."

Su Yumian nodded obediently: "I've already run 1,500 meters in my mind."

Easy Chat:...

He turned on the TV, adjusted to the sports channel, and was broadcasting the sprint race live. The boy who rushed to the finish line had a pair of slender legs. The camera cut to his face and clearly presented the sweat beads on his forehead.

"Ah." Su Yumian suddenly sat upright and stared at the TV screen.

"What's wrong?"

"This player is a bit handsome."

Yidao glanced at the boy on the screen and didn't say anything.

Su Yumian murmured: "I rarely watch sports programs. It turns out that there are such good-looking athletes in the sprint event."

Under the camera, the boy took the water handed to him by the coach, but he did not drink it, but tilted his head, as if he was looking for someone in the audience, his eyebrows were as bright as a mountain, his jaw lines were smooth and sharp.

Su Yumian couldn't help asking, "What's his name?"

Yijie picked up the remote control and turned off the TV without hesitation.

Su Yumian was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

"His name is Yifang." Yilang looked in a bad mood, "I just got an adult and I have someone I like."

"How do you understand so much?" Su Yumian looked at him curiously, and suddenly asked as if he had discovered a new world, "Are you his fan?"

It’s so heartbreaking, our arrogant teacher Yi actually has an idol?!

Yi Liao's mouth twitched, and there was a ball of nameless fire pressing down, looking at her like he was looking at his mentally retarded. He calmed down for a long time before he slowly said: "Yifang, it's my cousin."

Su Yumian was shocked. No wonder the dull emotions revealed by the boy just now seemed so familiar... She stuffed a bite of strawberry in confusion and asked, "Can you ask for an autograph photo for me?"

"Signature...photo?" Yi Liao's body seemed to be covered with thin ice in an instant, and his tone was extremely low.

Su Yumian was shocked and immediately reacted, waved his hand and said, "No, I just said... your genes are too good!"

Yi Liao glanced at her and explained lazily: "My cousin from afar, I haven't contacted you for a long time."

"oh……"

"Besides..." Yi Liao suddenly narrowed his eyes and sat opposite her. The two of them were only half a finger wide, and their breath blew on their faces, "Do you really think he looks good?"

The voice is low and slightly drunk, and the rare unconcealed signal of attack and possession.

Su Yumian's pores were all opened, and the heat from the heat was steaming on her skin. She met his deep pupils and felt that her whole heart seemed to sink in.

The silent ambiguity lasted for a few seconds until the sound of students chasing and fighting came from outside. Yi Liao raised his head, looked at the sky dyed orange-red by the sunset, and said to himself: "It's over school."

Su Yumian breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the sofa.

Yi Liao said: "There may be a guest coming later."

She immediately fluttered again: "Guest? What guest?"

Yi Lan's daily life habits are simple, she doesn't like socializing, and she usually solves problems at school. Since she moved here, she has never seen any customers come to her house.

Yi Lan is mysterious: "I won't tell you."

"It's not your family, right?" Su Yumian quickly made up for the worst scene, "Do I want to hide?"

"...No, you're here."

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Yi Liao went to open the door, and Su Yumian hid behind him, revealing her eyes. Her eyes crossed his shoulders, and she saw the boy in the school uniform standing by the door at a glance.

...It's actually Song Qingming!

Su Yumian just helped Song Qingming casually last time, but she didn't expect to meet again. At this time, Song Qingming appeared here, which surprised her. What's more, she was really embarrassed to cry like a bear in front of a minor boy...

Su Yumian walked out from behind Yi Liao in embarrassment, reached out and greeted him: "Hi, we're meeting again."

Song Qingming still looked thin and delicate, with delicate facial features, and looked gentle. He nodded timidly and walked into the room.

Brother Cat jumped onto the sofa curiously and quietly, staring at Song Qingming with big wet eyes, making him extremely nervous.

Yi Liao was probably the most comfortable one in the audience. He took a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator to Song Qingming and asked, "How are you doing recently? Is anyone bullying you?"

"No, thanks to Brother Yi, those people now take a detour when they see me, and the teacher takes good care of me."

Su Yumian didn't understand and asked Yi Lao: "What did you do?"

"It's nothing. The principal of their school also happens to live in this community. I've seen it before, so I'll ask him to take care of Xiao Song."

Su Yumian raised his eyebrows: "Did you write to the principal?"

"Of course not, my words may not be able to reach other people's eyes." Yi Dao smiled so harmlessly, "I took my grandfather's words."

Su Yumian:...

Su Yumian has seen it, and cheating his father is nothing. Some people can cheat their ancestors, and they are capable and capable! She looked back at Song Qingming again. There was indeed no mark on the young man's delicate and fair skin, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Qingming took out a few papers from his schoolbag and handed them to Su Yumian: "Sister, I have studied hard. This month I got the top ten in the grade."

Su Yumian was very pleased. At least she was so embarrassed that day that she was crying and she was not in vain.

"You have to keep working hard. I think you have a bright future. You must set your goal in a broader world."

"Thank you sister." Song Qingming's eyes were light, which was completely different from when he rolled on the ground with his head in his arms. "My father always wanted to come to thank you, but Brother Yi disagreed, so I had to come by myself."

"It's okay, sister, I'm very disgusted with this kind of campus bullying incident. I'm just a hero. Don't take it to heart, don't always say anything that will repay you or not." Su Yumian happily picked up a knife and cut an orange.

Song Qingming asked curiously: "Other adults turn a blind eye to it, why can't my sister stand it?"

Su Yumian didn't plan to hide it, and to be honest, "Because I was bullied by my classmates in school before, I can understand this feeling very well."

Song Qingming looked at her and immediately admired her again: "But my sister is very successful now, and I want to be a person like you."

Become... a person like me? Su Yumian's movements in her hands were stopped. If this child knew about the storms and remarks on the Internet, would he still feel this way?

Troubleshooting, making unreasonable noise, shrew, wanting to become famous, and taking advantage of the popularity... These are the tags that are now added to her. She lives in fear and fear, and every day she opens her eyes, she will see a bunch of insults and threats. Although the popularity of this storm is no longer as popular as at the beginning, she feels that the shackles on her body seem to be worn for the rest of her life.

She unknowingly played the role of adults who educated her children, but her own life was a mess.

Su Yumian pushed the orange to Song Qingming and said slowly: "If possible, you want to become a better person than me."

Song Qingming looked at her in a daze. The children who have been bullied for many years are always sensitive and can quickly detect the changes in the emotions of the people around him. He hesitated for a moment and said, "But in my opinion, you are already a good person." He grinned, "If my sister hadn't helped me, I wouldn't be sure of anything irrational."

"It's right that you can think so." Yi Liao suddenly interrupted, "You sister Mianmian doesn't want you to repay you, but I want it."

Su Yumian was stunned for a moment, pulled Yi Dao's trouser legs, and whispered: "What did you say? He is just a child."

"I know. So, I just need him to do a little favor." Yi Liao looked at Song Qingming and his voice was calm, "You just said, your father wants to repay us too?"

"Yes." Song Qingming nodded with sincere eyes, "Brother Yi, just mention whatever you need, we will definitely do our best."

Yi Liao put his hands in his pockets, and seemed to be careless: "Your father's name is Song Yi."

"Yes."

"Where is he working?"

“City Studio, close to the suburbs.”

“What position is it?”

"Security department, security personnel."

Yizha glanced at Su Yumian.

She was confused for a long time, and now she finally understood. Last time she helped Song Qingming, his father finally took him away and met them. When she went to the security department a few days ago, Yi Lan saw the familiar face in the photo.

Su Yumian suddenly became excited and asked Song Qingming: "Your father is Song Yi, the team leader of the Security Department of the Municipal Studio Hall?"

"Yes." Song Qingming licked his lips with some anxiety, "Why do you know so well..."
To be continued...