Chapter 7 

　　After school, Lu Zhe came to the computer shop.

　　Boss Fang told him about going to school today, "What does that girl think? I don't know what that girl thinks, so she pretends to be my savior. Can such a thing pretend to be?" He was very angry. If it wasn't for the other party to cry, he would want to swear.

　　"However, the little girl who saved the happy looks so outstanding. Is it possible that the people in your school don't know her?" Boss Fang didn't give up, "Azhe, if you have time, can you help me pay attention?"

　　The dream last night was too real, even if he still remembers the pain in the dream, he always felt uneasy in his heart if he did not solemnly thank the little girl.

　　"Let me describe to you that little girl, she is tall and thin, with very long hair."

　　Hearing that, Su Ci moved her mouth in Lu Zhe's arms. Any girl looks like this. Is she just so ordinary?

　　Boss Fang patted her legs, "By the way, her skin is very white and white, and her facial features are also very delicate. Anyway, she looks good. It looks much better than the girl who pretended to be today."

　　Lu Zhe was silent for a while before asking, "No other characteristics?"

　　Boss Fang squinted half his eyes. He recalled that his eyes fell on the little rabbit in Lu Zhe's arms. He slapped his head suddenly, "I remembered that the girl wears a red string on her ankle. The one on the bunny's foot is very similar."

　　At that time, the situation was anxious. The little girl was lying on the road. When he wanted to help her, he saw it accidentally, and now suddenly remembered.

　　When Su Ci froze, she subconsciously shrank her little feet tied with red ropes.

　　"Well, Uncle Fang, I will help you pay attention." Lu Zhe agreed.

　　It was already nine o'clock in the evening when I left the computer store, and the streets outside were very lively, and now it is the peak of the night market.

　　Smelling the scent of barbecue wafting from the street, Su Ci in Lu Zhe's arms had bright red eyes and was too greedy. Except for eating a hard and cold bread that day when she returned to adulthood, she was eating rabbit food all this time and was about to vomit.

　　Seeing a girl walking by with a string of grilled squid in her hand, she swallowed enviously.

　　Lu Zhe didn't know that the rabbit in his arms was staring straight at the snacks on the street with a pair of red eyes. His pace was slow, even slower than the pedestrians beside him.

　　In front, a bicycle rode over, and Lu Zhe gave way to the side.

　　The next second, Lu Zhe, who was holding the rabbit in one hand, suddenly tripped to the ground.

　　Su Ci was dumbfounded, and before she had time to react, she was put into her arms by Lu Zhe, and her whole body was protected with big hands.

　　The girl riding a bicycle was taken aback. She didn't hit him. Her bicycle was obviously a few slaps away from the other party.

　　"Are you okay? My car didn't touch you." The girl nervously asked Lu Zhe who fell on the ground. She was worried that she would encounter a bumper.

　　Lu Zhe lowered his head. He glanced at the rabbit in his arms and saw that it was okay. He supported the ground with one hand and stood up slowly, ignoring the strange gazes from the surroundings. He said coldly: "It's okay."

　　The girl found out that the boy who fell down was very handsome. She was taken aback and said, "It's fine if it's okay."

　　Lu Zhe hugged the rabbit and left.

　　Under the dimly yellow street lamp, Lu Zhe's stiff and cold face faintly in the night, becoming more and more icy.

　　Su Ci felt weird, and she didn't know why Lu Zhe suddenly fell.

　　Go back to your residence.

　　After Lu Zhe prepared the rabbit food for the rabbit, he went to the corner and picked up the dumbbells and began to do curls, one by one, slowly, and the muscles on his arms were tight and strong.

　　After doing hundreds of curls, Su Ci saw Lu Zhe leaning over on the ground and starting to do push-ups.

　　Su Ci boredly counted Lu Zhe, and when she reached the fiftyth, she blinked in surprise when she saw that Lu Zhe was still going on.

　　She remembered that there was a time when filming a variety show, the male star on the show was punished to do push-ups, and the other party could not do it until the 28th. She only knew at that time that men can generally do 20-30 push-ups. If they could do 50 push-ups in one go, it would be great, but now Lu Zhe seems to be very relaxed?

　　Su Ci became interested, and she continued to count.

　　Until the 100th time, Su Ci saw that Lu Zhe hadn't stopped, so she gave up counting and watched with bright eyes instead.

　　Lu Zhe's forehead, neck, and back were all sweaty. The school uniform was wet and stuck to his body. Su Ci could vaguely see Lu Zhe's strong back muscles.

　　I don't know how long it took before Lu Zhe finally stopped.

　　He sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, panting, the bangs on his forehead were wet with sweat, his face was still cold, but his dark eyes were very bright.

　　The boy in front of him was so handsome.

　　Su Ci squinted her eyes, and she jumped directly onto Lu Zhe's body, and she could just kiss him now.

　　Feeling the strangeness on his legs, Lu Zhe, who was leaning against the wall, lowered his head, and the sweat on his forehead ran across his deep browbone, down his side face, and sank into the collar of the school uniform.

　　Seeing the snow-like rabbit jump on his leg, Lu Zhe twitched the corner of his mouth, and his big cold hand directly pressed his small body that was about to move and wanted to climb up.

　　Woo, Su Ci was struggling. She smelled the strong masculine breath on Lu Zhe, which was completely different from his usual clear breath, it should be sweat.

　　The little rabbit was struggling in his hands. Lu Zhe was all sweaty and couldn't hold him. He squeezed the rabbit's pink ears directly, and suddenly, it seemed to be discouraged, its body softened, and it stopped making trouble.

　　Lu Zhe hooked his lips.

　　He put the rabbit on the desk, then opened the drawer, took out the medicine from it, and ate the medicine with the water in the cup next to it.

　　Su Ci's body was weak, she leaned out and glanced into the drawer.

　　The next second, she was stunned.

　　The drawer was closed by Lu Zhe.

　　Su Ci looked up at Lu Zhe in astonishment. She saw the three words in the report: Gradually frostbite.

　　So, Lu Zhe suffers from frostbite?

　　No wonder his life value is only three years.

　　She has read some information about this disease on the Internet. The patient will have weakness in fingers and arms, numbness, fatigue, muscle jumping, muscle atrophy, tripping easily when walking, and unable to walk behind, the body seems to be frozen in. Action, the last is slurred language, difficult to swallow and so on.

　　She couldn't imagine that the tall, strong and handsome young man in front of her would one day become a withered vine branch, which would shatter with a light step on her toes.

　　Su Ci looked at Lu Zhe with a complicated expression.

　　So, Lu Zhe suddenly fell on the street just now, is it because his feet have begun to weaken?

　　No wonder he returned to his residence and exercised frantically.

　　On the other side, Zhao Youyou could not take care of being misunderstood and ridiculed by classmates. She left immediately after school and ran to the lottery shop.

　　"Little girl, come to buy lottery tickets again today?" The owner of the store has seen Zhao Youyou for several days.

　　"Yup."

　　Zhao Youyou smiled shyly, she started to choose the number slowly, but her eyes fell on the guests who came in.

　　Until a fat man wearing fancy trousers and black-rimmed glasses appeared, Zhao Youyou's eyes brightened, and his hands tightened.

　　She came to the lottery shop for so many days, and he was the one waiting.

　　"Tong Jian is here? What number do you want to buy today?" The owner of the lottery knew the man in flower pants. After all, the other party had bought lottery tickets in the store for more than two years, but they didn't win the prize.

　　The man in trousers scratched his head, picked up the pen, and began to write the number he wanted, and then asked the boss to give him the lottery ticket.

　　Zhao Youyou walked to Dong Jian's side. She stared at the lottery ticket that the other party got, and smiled shyly and softly, "Uncle, today is my mother's birthday. I just saw a few numbers on the number you bought that are connected to me. Mom's birthday time."

　　After Zhao Youyou didn't put on heavy makeup, she looked beautiful, and she cried at school, her eyes were still red, a little pitiful, and she asked softly, "Can you take the lottery ticket in your hand? Sell ​​it to me? I want to give it to my mother as a birthday gift. I can buy your lottery ticket for 100 yuan."

　　Dong Jian gave her a strange look, "You can buy one by yourself."

　　The lottery owner looked at the little girl's pitiful appearance, and said: "Forget Tung Chee, since you have never been successful anyway, just sell it to the little girl. People may be filial. You can make money once you change hands. For one hundred yuan, you can buy more lottery tickets without losing money at all."

　　Zhao Youyou didn't see the number on the other party's lottery at all. She was worried that the other party would not agree, and quickly took out the money. She looked at each other sincerely, "Can you, uncle?"

　　Dong Jian scratched his head, accepted Zhao Youyou's money, and gave her the lottery ticket, but he didn't lose anyway.

　　"Thank you, uncle, you are such a nice person." After Zhao Youyou got the lottery ticket, he glanced at each other thankfully and left the store immediately.

　　The lottery owner asked Dong Jian, "How about it, buy the number just now?"

　　"You help me change a number." Dong Jian thought for a while and changed the previous number to another number.

　　After Zhao Youyou returned home, she tried her best to contain her excitement until at night, when she saw on the computer that the winning number was exactly the same as the lottery ticket number in her hand, her heart settled down.

　　She immediately told Zhao's father and Zhao's mother the news.

　　"What are you talking about? Five million?" Mother Zhao's voice was high-pitched.

　　Zhao Youyou was so scared that he hurriedly covered Zhao's mouth, "Mom, be quiet."

　　Mother Zhao looked at the lottery ticket that her daughter had handed in front of her, and her hands trembled, "I'm not dreaming." Their family's savings are only 50,000 yuan at most.

　　Next to him, the short father Zhao looked excited. He swallowed a few drools, and his hand holding the cigarette trembled and trembled, "Youyou, are you sure you really got five million?"

　　"It's really five million." Zhao Youyou nodded vigorously.

　　In the last life, the person who won 5 million is the man in the flower pants in the lottery shop today.

　　Her house is on the fifth floor, and the man lives on the eighth floor. After the man won the lottery, everyone in their neighborhood knew about it. At that time, Zhao's father still regretted that he didn't like to play lottery.

　　When she came back from rebirth, she had been thinking about it all the time, and now she was the one who won the lottery.

　　"After receiving five million yuan, let's treat a little brother Qian." Zhao Youyou suggested.

　　"You kid, are you crazy about happiness? What silly things to say?" Mother Zhao patted her daughter on the head.

　　"no."

　　Father Zhao also objected, "There is no way to cure his disease, and spending money on treatment is equivalent to throwing money into the sea."

　　Zhao Youyou thought of when he saw Lu Zhe for the last time in his previous life, his cheeks were thin, sunken, his limbs were stiff, and one leg was still crutched when he walked. Gradual cold syndrome is indeed incurable.

　　Father Zhao's eyes were not big, and when he squinted, he was a bit sullen and uncomfortable. "You ask Lu Zhe to come home tomorrow and move all his things away."

　　The money belongs to their family, and Lu Zhe doesn't even want to divide it up.

　　Obviously, Mother Zhao thought the same as Father Zhao, "Yes, we have raised him for so many years, and there is no reason to be dragged down by him now. Our family's money belongs to our family and has nothing to do with him."

　　Lu Zhe had a terminal illness and became a useless person. It was of no use to them. Zhao's father and Zhao's mother were afraid that when Lu Zhe knew that they had won 5 million, they would be entangled to divide the money. Now, they can't wait to cut with Lu Zhe right away. Everything is related.

　　Zhao Youyou opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say much.