Solar Maintenance

[Roll around and ask for collection, I love you guys ~ Old rules, updated regularly at six o'clock every day ~] In a quiet alley, few people pass by. Moss is hidden in the corners, and the corners are covered with dust and cobwebs, indicating that there have been no visitors here for a long time. Jiang Huan held her schoolbag with one hand and looked at the four or five guys across from her with a speechless expression who were not wearing their school uniforms normally and insisted on dressing up in a killer style. She felt very depressed. Why are you blocking me? Didn't you take your medicine in the morning? On the first day of her freshman year of high school, because her family was rich, she had always been well-behaved and sensible, and seemed quite easy to bully. She became the target of gangsters who coerced her into giving her protection money. Speechless and miserable. Do you think her practicing Sanda during every holiday was in vain? ! When I was about to teach the boys opposite me a lesson and let them know why the flowers were so red, they screamed a few times, fell to the ground, said harsh words, and ran away after a while, not daring to take action directly. It was raining lightly, and little drops fell on her body, wetting a strand of hair scattered on the side of her face. A boy came over, his bangs almost covering his eyes were messy and flying, and he looked cute, like a chicken coop. The exposed lips were pale and bloodless, and the four characters "I am sick" were written all over his face. Although he couldn't see clearly with his eyes, Jiang Huan looked carefully and came to a pertinent conclusion. He's a handsome guy, the gloomy type in TV dramas. The boy stretched out his right hand and didn't speak, just looked at her quietly. Jiang Huan: "..." What does it mean? What do you want me to do? You speak, you, you, you are mute. I couldn't walk, because behind me was a dead end with piles of cardboard boxes, and the only way out was to pass the boys. He looked at his right hand, which had stains between the fingers and the palm, and still smelled vaguely of machine oil. She fell into a brief thought for three seconds, then immediately stretched out her hands to hold them, shaking them with a smile on her face, "Hello, hello, thank you, kindhearted person. If it weren't for you, I would have been brutally murdered today. Thank you, thank you." I feel extremely proud. Today is a really good day. When I went out, I met a person who wanted to help others. Fortunately, I was smart enough, so I smoothed things over and made him feel the warmth of kindness and beauty. Daytime: It's such a small thing, nothing important. Night: God, I am your angel baby! - Pei Xuan didn't react for a long time, and he couldn't even tell when the girl left. His right hand seemed to be hot, burning his skin and transmitting it to his nerve endings, making his whole body tremble. Some of the dirty engine oil was wiped away, leaving only light traces, and the girl's fragrance was faintly floating in the air. What he actually wanted to say just now was: "Give me money." It doesn't need to be much, just give the gangsters a quarter of it, and treat it as his hard work for helping others. Who would have thought that Jiang Huan was so arrogant that he had no idea what Pei Han meant and just shook hands and laughed to himself. A strange feeling flashed through his heart, and Pei Han unexpectedly didn't feel disgusted, but instead... Inexplicable joy. She actually didn't mind that she was dirty, she just held it with both hands, smiling so brightly, being kind and friendly. It would be hard for anyone to hate someone who takes the initiative to show kindness, and they may even want to get close to them. Even if Pei Han didn't dare, from that day on, his body and mind followed him unconsciously, clamoring to have it. - Jiang Huan is a childhood sweetheart, and she has a sweetheart. She always thought that she was the heroine in a TV series, and that they would naturally get together, have a tender relationship, get married, have children, and spend a lifetime together. But later, Zhuma Duan Zhiyi didn't know what happened, suddenly lost his mind and fell in love with an ordinary girl. After some entanglement, Jiang Huan realized that he could no longer win back Zhu Ma's heart. She is not the heroine, she is just the unlucky childhood sweetheart in the heroine novel, an unimportant and vicious female supporting character. Fortunately, there is always a road ahead. During the chase, she slowly turned her attention to the people next to her. Perhaps, her heavenly descending is no worse than Duan Zhiyi's. Things never went so smoothly. Duan Zhiyi's IQ suddenly went back up one day. He urgently needed a chance to correct his mistakes and turn back. He wants to take Jiang Huan, his childhood sweetheart, back! On the corridor of the teaching building, the setting sun cast a golden light, which could not illuminate the unwilling heart. Duan Zhiyi asked why the bamboo horse of many years could not withstand the fall of the sky. A ridiculous question. Jiang Huan looked calm, glanced at him indifferently, and said coldly: "It's not that a bamboo horse cannot withstand the fall of heaven, but that I have given you countless opportunities, but you have turned a blind eye." "No one will stay around waiting for an unknown number. You shouldn't embarrass me." [If heaven comes, let heaven come. What is the difference between a bamboo horse that has lost its mind and a daddy in a rural pigsty? [I met a sun that looked normal but was actually incomplete, and I spent a lot of effort to repair it. In the end, I deserved to get a sun. [In the process of chasing love, I hope you will find someone who loves you more and take the first step bravely. Reading tips: 1v1, sc, double clean. Miss Mingmei × worries about gains and losses and is possessive. The second male crematorium cannot catch up. Family and love go hand in hand, and the emotional plot has a double harvest. [Civilized reading, thank you guys~] [Written on November 3, 2022] Intention: Live a free and unrestrained life, don't be a submissive little white flower.