Ten Years Against the Current of Rebirth

The moment he heard Sun Wanhui's voice, Yan Chijuan, who was standing by the window, was completely confused.

At the first moment, Yan Chiju was so scared that he wanted to hang up the phone.

But when he thought that doing so was rude and would leave a bad impression on Sun Wanhui, Yan Chijiu suppressed his inner uneasiness and anxiety, held the PHS tightly and pressed it against his ear.

From Sun Wanhui's side, one could even hear Yan Chijiu's slightly rapid breathing due to nervousness.

Yan Chiju knew Sun Wanhui.

In other words, it can't be called acquaintance, it should just be that you can hear Sun Wanhui's voice.

Because Xu Xing often answered the phone in front of Yan Chiju, and sometimes even dared to play the sound of basketball playing on the speakerphone to Sun Wanhui in order to deceive his mother.

Therefore, Yan Chijuan was not unfamiliar with Sun Wanhui's voice and knew that the other person was Xu Xing's mother.

It was precisely because of this that Yan Chijuan was walking on thin ice even more at this moment, his mind went blank and he didn't know how to speak.

"Hello?" Sun Wanhui on the other end of the phone was a little confused and couldn't help asking, "Can you hear me?"

"Ah..." Yan Chijue opened his small mouth and reluctantly responded. After swallowing nervously, he cautiously responded, "You can hear..."

This time, Sun Wanhui finally managed to hear the voice of the little girl on the other end of the phone.

It's soft and waxy, and it sounds like she has a petite figure. She should be the type that a little bird clings to.

Sun Wanhui, who has more than ten years of store experience and has heard countless sounds coming from women's mouths, suddenly imagined what Yan Chi Jiu might look like.

"Who are you?" Sun Wanhui asked carefully and tentatively, as if she was afraid of scaring Yan Chi's jealousy, "Is Xu Xing with you?"

"Ah, hello, Auntie..." Yan Chijuan took a deep breath, finally mustered up a little courage, and introduced himself to Sun Wanhui, "I am Yan Chijuan, and I am Xu Xing's... friend."

"He's not here now."

"He just went home and should be here soon."

After stumbling through this long series of words, Yan Chijuan's heart beat fiercely and he almost couldn't catch his breath. His whole body seemed to be heating up and he was extremely dry.

When she thought that the other party was Xu Xing's mother, she now felt uneasy and shrinking as if the daughter-in-law who came to visit her was scrutinized by her mother-in-law. She was afraid that if a detail was not in place, her mother-in-law would feel dissatisfied.

However, Sun Wanhui, who was opposite her, was also quite nervous. This was her first time talking to a girlfriend whom her son was suspected of hiding.

Although it was not face to face, the parents' worry and curiosity, as well as the fear of leaving a bad impression on the other party and causing others to look down on their son, still allowed Sun Wanhui to maintain a good attitude.

So she continued to ask gently: "This PHS belongs to Xu Xing, right? Did he leave the PHS at your place?"

"Well..." Yan Chiju hesitated, but after thinking for a moment, he still said truthfully, "Xu Xing lent me this. He bought a new mobile phone, so he lent me this."

"Oh~" Sun Wanhui nodded in understanding, it turned out to be a gift from this boy.

But what does it mean when you give someone an old and broken PHS as a gift?

When you buy a new mobile phone, do you give away your old PHS to others?

Is this how gifts are given?

Sun Wanhui was a little annoyed when she heard this, and she didn't know how her son's brain circuit developed.

If Xu Jian dared to buy a new mobile phone and leave the old one to her, even if she wasn't angry, she would still have to complain about it.

What's more, the Xu family's situation is completely the other way around.

Sun Wanhui usually uses the best and latest mobile phone. When an old mobile phone is replaced with a new one, the old mobile phone will fall into Xu Jian's hands.

After Xu Jian used it and exchanged it for a new second-hand phone from Sun Wanhui, it was Xu Xing's turn to use the third-hand goods that Xu Jian had eliminated.

This is also the reason why Xu Xing still uses PHS.

However, Sun Wanhui didn't dwell too much on this, she was just guessing who this little girl was.

So she asked again: "Um, jealous, can you call me that?"

"Yeah." Yan Chijue nodded quickly in response, even a little flattered.

"Auntie is just curious, don't think too much about it." Sun Wanhui considered her words and continued to ask, "Are you in the same class as Xu Xing? Or at the same school?"

"Forget it, they are the same school..." Yan Chijiu said in a low voice.

After all, she had asked Xu Xing, and the major she had previously filled out was to give priority to Min University, just like herself.

If the score line of Min University is lower than 499 points, then the two of them are really classmates at the same school.

It's just that it's not the same high school, but the same university.

However, when Yan Chijiu admitted this, Sun Wanhui suddenly came back to her senses, and suddenly said "Oh~" as if in a sudden realization, and asked: "It was the photo that guy Xu Xing asked you to take last time.

Bar?"

"Ah?" Hearing this, Yan Chijiu was stunned for a moment, unable to react, "What photo?"

"It's the model photo in Auntie's clothing store." Sun Wanhui asked doubtfully, "Didn't he take it for you?"

"Model photos..." Yan Chijiu was stunned, and gradually realized the key, and couldn't help but ask, "Are they the photos of the small suspenders and women's shirts?"

Yan Chijiu was still a little confused at this time.

When Xu Xing approached her to be a model before, he only said that it was his relative's clothing store that needed promotional photos, but he did not say that this relative was Xu Xing's mother herself!

At this time, when she thought that her photo had been seen by Sun Wanhui, she felt hot and shy all over, and she just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"That's right." Sun Wanhui nodded matter-of-factly, and then said cautiously, "Then the boy didn't tell you the purpose of this photo, right? Tell the aunt the truth, did he lie to you?"

"No, no." Yan Chijiu came back to his senses and quickly denied, "He told me in advance that I also received the money from you, auntie, and I didn't say it was a lie."

This time it was Sun Wanhui's turn to be stunned: "What money?"

"It's a modeling fee of 500 yuan for two sets of photos." Yan Chijue said without thinking much, "That sister Niannian and I both got it."

In Yan Chijuan's view, the 500 yuan was given by the clothing store owner, and then Xu Xing took a 100 yuan referral fee from it, while he received 400 yuan in fees.

But Sun Wanhui didn't know about this incident at all. She thought it was Xu Xing who asked a classmate to provide the photos for free.

"I didn't give you any money..." Sun Wanhui blinked, a little unresponsive, "I thought that guy asked you to take the photo for free, so I asked you if you were cheated by him..."

Hearing this, Yan Chijuan, who was standing by the window facing the night, was suddenly stunned.

No money was given...

Auntie said she didn't give any money...

Then where did the 400 yuan he got come from?

Is it possible that Xu Xing paid for it out of his own pocket?

But……

Yan Chijue opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

She recalled her original conversation with Xu Xing, and every scene was still clearly imprinted in her mind.

It seems like yesterday.

…

"I don't need the money, but I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"What's the deal?"

"My relative who sells clothes needs to take some promotional photos and is looking for models, and they are paid."

"I?"

"Yes, you."

"I've never been a model."

"My relatives have said that I need to find someone who has never been a model before and has the natural look of a student. I think you are quite suitable."

"Then I don't want any money. I agreed to help you."

"That's right. If you do me a favor, I'll charge you more. My relatives paid for the modeling. I recommend you to go there. When you make money, I'll take a commission too."

"Get a commission? Just like when I ask you to be my acting coach?"

"Yes, that's right. If you develop me, I will be your downline trainer, and I will develop you, and you will be my downline recommendation model. It's mutual benefit, win-win, and common prosperity. It's reasonable."

"How much money can you make by being a model?"

"I don't know about this yet. I heard it from my relatives today. I will ask again in the next two days and I will discuss it with you after I find out the price."

"How many can there be?"

"At least 200."

"200?!"

"And if you take a set of clothes and take a set of pictures, it's 200. When the time comes, you may take more than one set, and the price will be more than this amount."

"real?"

"Good-looking and cheap models are much harder to find than a hard worker. 200 yuan is always on the low side."

…

It turns out they were all fake.

They are all lies.

Yan Chijuan leaned against the window, holding the PHS in his arms and slowly sliding it to the ground.

The mist in his eyes couldn't help but spread, blurring the entire sight in front of him.

Don't know why.

This was the first time she felt that it was a blessing to be deceived.

I was so happy that tears rolled down one by one.

Turn into fragile but precious gems.

The whole heart is trembling.