Raiders of Abuse Scum

Jiujiu's question caused a moment of confusion on Han Chuli's face. After a while, Han Chuli said, "I don't know, I just like you anyway."

He also doesn't know why he likes Jiujiu, but liking is liking, just like eating, drinking and breathing, there are so many reasons to like someone.

If liking someone requires reasoning, then it's talking about conditions, not liking.

Jiujiu pursed her lips and smiled, "I promise you, if I want to fall in love in the future, I will definitely think about you first, and I will never think about others. You can rest assured now."

"Um."

Jiujiu's assurance reassured him.

But, "What type of boy do you like?"

He has known Nan Qiao for so many years, Nan Qiao has a very good attitude towards everyone, and after being discharged from the hospital this time, his attitude towards himself is even better, so Han Chuli is a little uncertain about the type Jiu Jiu likes, and even more confused, Jiu Jiu likes himself or doesn't like it.

If you don't like it, she treats you so well, but if you like it, she treats everyone so well, it's really difficult.

"Like this kind of thing, it depends on fate and eyes." Thinking of the person in his mind, Jiujiu smiled slightly, "If you can tell what you like in a few words, then it's not called liking."

Han Chuli thought about it carefully and felt that this sentence made sense, so he didn't continue to ask.

After speaking with Han Chuli, Nan Jia and Nan Weihong arrived.

Compared to Nan Weihong who hung up the phone, Nan Jiake was still at school.

And because he is Nan Qiao's younger brother, the teacher pays attention to him in every class and encourages him to learn like his sister.

At the beginning, Nan Jia really didn't understand what the teacher meant, but when she found out that her sister had won the provincial champion, Nan Jia was dazed for a second, and then burst into tears.

His sister has been in a coma for three months in the hospital, and she knows without thinking that she will not be able to keep up with the progress of her studies at work, and her studies are definitely not as good as before. Therefore, she must be the first in the province this time, and she must have paid for it these few days Many efforts.

Thinking of Jiujiu recovering from a serious illness and staying up late every day to read and study, Nan Jia felt particularly uncomfortable.

Because Jiujiu is so ill and studies hard, if I don't study hard, I am sorry for Jiujiu.

On weekdays, Nanjia only listened to what he liked to listen to. Even if it was a boring class today, he could listen patiently.

After Nan Jia patiently listened to the one-day class, she couldn't wait to go home after school.

Once home, Nan Jia hurriedly rushed to Jiujiu's bedroom, plunged her head into Jiujiu's arms, and bumped Jiujiu's chest so painfully.

Jiujiu's face darkened instantly.

My mother, this is meat, this is her meat.

If she didn't like Nanjia, she would definitely give her a beating.

Jiujiu touched Nanjia's head and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"Sister, you are the provincial champion this time."

It was obviously a festive event, but Jiujiu seemed to hear the sound of crying.

Jiujiu patted Nanjia's head amusedly, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter? Are you not happy that I am the provincial champion?"

Nan Jia shook his head. He must be happy that his sister got the provincial champion, but when he thought of the hardships that his sister might suffer in order to get the provincial champion, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Sister, I will definitely study hard in the future, and I will also be the number one in the provincial exam."

In her previous life, Nan Jia was diagnosed with acute leukemia in the second half of the third semester of junior high school, and then she was hospitalized directly, because neither Nan Qiao nor Nan Weihong's bone marrow could match Nan Jia.

He can only wait for the right bone marrow, and while waiting, he needs to take medicine + chemotherapy non-stop to control the disease.

Even with Cheng Botang's help in the search, how could the right bone marrow be found so quickly.

Even if Cheng Baitang gave the best medical conditions, Nanjia did not suffer less than he deserved, and suffered. However, he also suffered and suffered, and Nanjia was still dead.

After Nan Jia's death, Nan Weihong blamed himself for being useless, and also blamed himself for being useless, Nan Qiao would not have chosen to be taken care of by Cheng Baitang.

His son was gone, and he didn't want his daughter to continue to be like this, jumping directly from the upstairs of the hospital, wanting to use his own death in exchange for Nan Qiao's freedom.

What Nan Weihong didn't know was that during the time Nan Qiao was raised by Cheng Baitang, she relied on telling herself that as long as she continued to endure, Nan Jia would survive.

But now, Nanjia is gone, and Nan Weihong is dead. Nan Qiao is like a flower that has been robbed of its nutrients in an instant, and has lost its vitality in an instant.

Nan Weihong wants to use his own death to fulfill Nan Qiao's freedom, but Cheng Baitang's family is so powerful that there is no way for Nan Qiao to escape from Cheng Baitang's palm except death.

Their families could not be reunited during their lifetime, nor could they be reunited after their death.

What Nan Qiao remembers most about Nan Jia is that Nan Jia is pale, eyes closed, lying in the intensive care unit with tubes all over her body.

The long-term chemotherapy tortured Nanjia, who was originally healthy and lively, into a frail, taciturn boy.

Looking at the healthy and lively Nanjia in front of her, Jiujiu couldn't help reaching out and pinching the tender flesh on Nanjia's cheeks.

Squeeze hard and tear apart.

Looking at Nanjia's grinning but extremely docile little appearance being pinched by him, he couldn't help laughing.

Namja is so cute.

In this life, she will definitely protect Nanjia well.

Jiujiu and Nanjia are communicating with each other, and Nan Weihong is back.

Seeing that there were no familiar meals and his two children in the restaurant, Nan Weihong seemed to smell something unusual.

Nan Weihong walked to the bedroom, looked at Jiujiu and Nanjia who were standing opposite, and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll go shopping."

"Dad, let's go out to eat today."

"Eat out?"

Because of his wife's early death, Nan Weihong had no intention of remarrying. In order to support his two children, the originally careless man was more careful than a woman in trying to drive ducks to the shelves.

Nanjia will be in the third year of middle school in the second half of the semester, so he must enroll in cram school, and Jiujiu must have failed in the exam this time, and he must repeat the exam. The expenditures made him a bit stretched even though his original income was still fair. .

Therefore, when Jiujiu said 'go out to eat', Nan Weihong's first reaction was that going out to eat would cost too much money.

Seeing Nan Weihong's troubled face, Jiujiu laughed and said, "Dad, did you receive a call today?"

"I got it. It's a liar who said that you are the provincial champion this time. I hang up."

Nan Jia, "..."

Jiujiu chuckled.

Nan Weihong still thinks she is a liar, no wonder her head teacher looks aggrieved.