Fang Qingyan was about to say something, but Fang Jinglei pulled her and said: "Okay, it's so sticky, sister, don't you want to change and wash?" She turned around and said to Fang Hongjun, "You are our younger brother, and you have never lacked money since you were a child. It must not be you who took the things. Go back to your room and take a shower." Fang Hongjun supported Zhao Wei, "Mom, go slowly, I will help you back to the room." Although Fang Jinglei felt that something was wrong, she didn't say anything. She was clean and not splashed with soup. After taking a shower, she changed into pajamas, lit a cigarette and started reading the script. She is a well-known screenwriter, and her home is her office. As she watched, she suddenly remembered what Fang Pingan said when he left.

As a screenwriter, she knew the beauty of words.

No matter how you interpret that sentence, it has at least three meanings.

But she was not sure which one Fang Pingan wanted to express.

The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became.

She simply got up, opened the door and went downstairs.

The hall downstairs had been cleaned up.

When she walked to the door of Fang Pingan's room, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have never been to this guy's room.

She had only been here twice in the past four years.

The first time was when Fang Pingan came to the Fang family.

This was the second time.

She stood outside the door, looking at the door handle and found something she had never noticed before.

It turned out that in the past four years, the room Fang Pingan lived in was the servant's room, and it was the smallest one.

Shaking her head to get rid of these meaningless thoughts, she pushed the door open and walked in.

There was only a bed, a wardrobe, a desk and a clothes hanger in the room.

The quilt on the bed was neatly folded.

There were still two coats hanging on the hanger.

Opening the closet, all the closets were empty, with only two pairs of jeans.

There was a shoe box in the closet, and she knew at a glance that it was given to Fang Pingan by her.

Opening it, she saw that the pair of AJs had never been worn.

Fang Pingan did not turn off the desk lamp when he left.

She suddenly remembered that Fang Pingan was still wearing the school uniform of No. 38 Middle School when he left...

There were only a few piles of papers on the table and a photo with a part torn off.

Fang Jinglei looked at the photo quietly for a long time.

...

At the same time, Fang Pingan just walked into the unit door of his adoptive father's house.

This is a small old community, and most of the people here are old neighbors who have lived here for more than ten or twenty years.

Because the floors are low, the atmosphere of fireworks between neighbors is very strong.

When he walked to the door of room 201, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and a surprised cry sounded in the corridor.

"Brother? Why are you here?

Dad, Mom, it's Brother Ping'an who's back!"

Fang Ping'an stopped the girl who rushed over.

"Wow, Huihui, I haven't seen you for just over a year, and you've grown so tall?

Uncle Chen, Aunt Liu, it's me."

The girl who rushed over was called Chen Shuhui, the daughter of her adoptive father Chen Shaohua and adoptive mother Liu Qing.

Chen Shuhui was born three years after he was adopted from the orphanage.

The girl now looks about 1.6 meters tall, and has grown a lot since the last time I saw her.

She can be considered a beautiful young lady.

"Brother, I'm sixteen years old. I'm 1.66 meters tall now, and I can still grow!"

Chen Shuhui took his hand and walked into the house.

A middle-aged couple came out of the room.

Chen Shaohua and his wife are actually only 41 or 42 years old, but they look like they are about 50.

Years of hard work have made the couple look nearly ten years older than their actual age.

The two happily came over.

"Ping An is here, come in and sit down."

Fang Ping An nodded with a smile, "Uncle Chen, Aunt Liu."

Liu Qing rubbed his hands and replied, "Come in, come in. Have you eaten? If not, mom will make you a bowl of noodles."

After saying that, she glanced at Fang Ping An awkwardly, "Aunt will make you a bowl of noodles..."

Fang Ping An quickly said, "No, I haven't eaten yet, thank you Aunt Liu."

Liu Qing turned and went to the kitchen, raising his hand to wipe his eyes.

Chen Shuhui asked, "Brother, did you fight with someone?"

Fang Ping An shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's a minor injury, it will be fine in a few days."

Chen Shaohua looked at his face and ears again and said nothing.

Fang Ping An looked at the man in front of him and the girl beside him, and his mood was inexplicably calmer.

This was the home where he had lived for more than ten years.

Once, he was called Chen Pingan.

He changed his name to Fang Pingan four years ago.

It was just the family that gave him life and his surname...

Fang Pingan suppressed his thoughts, put down his schoolbag and looked around the room.

The furnishings in the room were no different from four years ago. All the furnishings were the same as the year he left.

"Why are you here? Did you get wronged in the Fang family? Huihui, have you finished your homework? Go do your homework!"

Chen Shaohua brought a cup of tea and placed it in front of him, glaring at Chen Shuhui.

Chen Shuhui pouted, somewhat reluctantly.

"Dad, I haven't seen Brother Pingan for more than a year. Can I stay for a while?"

Fang Pingan smiled and touched the girl's head, "Huihui, go do your homework first, I won't leave today."

"Really?" Chen Shuhui's eyes lit up, "You're staying at home tonight?"

Chen Shaohua was also a little stunned.

In the past four years, every time Pingan came to visit them, he never stayed at home.

Fang Ping'an smiled and nodded, "Well, I won't leave. I'm going to the first year of high school, so I have to work hard. Go do your homework, and we'll talk after you finish it."

Chen Shuhui's eyes were curved, and she was obviously very happy that he could stay.

"Don't go to bed so early, I'll find you after I finish my homework."

Fang Ping'an smiled and watched her get up, and then he noticed that the girl had indeed grown up.

She was 1.66 meters tall and looked slim, with a lot of room for development.

Chen Shaohua took out a cigarette and lit it, then sat next to him and asked:

"Why did you come here suddenly?"

Fang Ping'an didn't know how to say this.

It's not appropriate to say that he has nowhere to go.

Just tell him that he didn't have a good time in the Fang family, so he came back to seek comfort?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Chen Shaohua suddenly reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, Ping'an. I told you when you were taken back.

Although we are not as rich as the Fang family, the door of this family is always open to you.

We welcome you whenever you come back."

A warm current flowed through Fang Ping'an's heart, and he was really touched.

His adoptive parents, including his sister, were really good to him.

He had never felt despised in any aspect of this family.

"Uncle Chen, I'm fine."

He smiled and said, "I'm in my third year of high school, and I'll take the college entrance examination next year. I heard from them that my household registration is still here..."

Chen Shaohua nodded and said, "Yes, it's still at home."

"At the beginning, I meant to move your household registration directly there, but your father disagreed and said to wait a few years."

He looked at Fang Ping'an with doubts and asked, "Do they dislike you?"

Fang Ping'an said calmly, "Nothing, it's all in the past. I won't have anything to do with them in the future."

Chen Shaohua's face changed immediately.

"Your face and ears were hit by your father? What happened?

Did the boy they adopted bully you?"

Back then, after Chen Pingan was taken away from him by the Fang family, he specifically asked about it.

The Fang family adopted a child who was the same age as Pingan, and there were four older sisters in the family.

The arrogant look of that family at the time and the expressions on their faces when they looked at the situation in this family were really infuriating.

Fang Pingan shook his head and said, "Uncle Chen, let's not talk about the past. I have nowhere to go now. I can move out when I go to college. Do you think it's okay?"

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