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Chapter 444 Extra Volume 2: Xia Houyuan's High School

Xia Houyuan said, "Why haven't I seen you before?"

I just hope that Wan Hetong is lying, so that the embarrassment will be alleviated.

Wan Hetong said very naturally: "I just bought the house here yesterday."

"So that's how it is." Xia Houyuan comforted himself in his heart, no wonder he hadn't seen him here before.

"So, you don't have to feel guilty." Wan Hetong said frankly, "I just want to tease you."

"Amusing me?" Xia Houyuan frowned and asked in surprise.

Wan Hetong showed his white and neat teeth, and looked like a silly boy, but he was good-looking and not stupid at all.

"I see that you are always expressionless, so I want to know if you will get angry." Wan Hetong said.

Xia Houyuan suddenly felt that his previous cognition was correct.Wan Hetong is really sick!What sane person would try to see if a person would be angry?Normal people will be angry, okay? !

Heaven and man were at war in his heart, Wan and Tong suddenly raised their hands and put them on his shoulders, as naturally as an old friend.

He said, "I live right across from your house."

He said it as casually as if it was a sunny day today.

Xia Houyuan felt a thump in his heart.

Is he going to be a neighbor with this guy in the future?

Xia Houyuan walked into the elevator with Wan and Tong.Tight elevator spaces can always be awkward.Xia Houyuan saw Wan Hetong standing behind him looking at him from the reflection of the stainless steel plate, which made his cheeks feel hot.He found that Wan Hetong is a very direct person.

No matter what he said, he would say it directly, and he didn't hide what he thought, and he even looked at people in such a naked way, and he didn't worry about offending him at all.

Xia Houyuan remembered that every time he went to the set now, those people looked at him with pity and sympathy, and they were polite when they spoke, but there was a well-known pity in every sentence. .This kind of pity made him feel a burning pain in his cheek.

In comparison, Wan and Tong's direct and frank gaze made Xia Houyuan feel very respected.

With a ding dong, the elevator arrived.His family lives on the No.13 floor.

He walked out of the elevator, and Wan and Tong followed closely behind him.

Xia Houyuan walked to the door of his house, turned around, and looked at Wan and Tong.As if expecting him to look over, Wan Hetong stood in the corridor between the two houses, still smiling brightly, waved and said, "Goodbye."

Xia Houyuan nodded and said, "See you tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he didn't take out the key to open the door.

He wanted to see if Wan and Tong really lived across from his house.

Wan Hetong seemed to have guessed Xiahouyuan's intentions, took out the key from the pocket of his jeans, and shook Xia Houyuan, the key made a clanging sound, Wan Hetong inserted the key into the door hole, and opened the door up.

He walked in, stood at the entrance and said to Xia Houyuan, "You are welcome."

Xia Houyuan blushed.

He turned back, took out the key and opened the door.

The house is still the same, everything is a mess.Since he sank into a trough, Dad resumed the habit of gambling, staying at the poker table every day, and Mom didn't care about anything. He dressed up beautifully every day and dated his best friends.Xia Houyuan looked at the mess in the house, those snack bags that were not cleared up after eating, those clothes thrown everywhere, it seemed that there was still a faint smell in the air.

He looked at the house with some indifference, stepped over the pile of clothes in front of his feet, and walked straight to his bedroom.

Living in such a family seems to indicate his miserable childhood.However, Xia Houyuan remembered that when he was a child, his family was not like this.When I was young, my father was working, my mother was a full-time wife at home, and the house was well organized.Every day when I come home from school, I will hear my mother's voice as soon as I enter the house.There are cut fruits on the coffee table, and various snacks in the basket, as well as various snacks made by my mother herself.However, all those memories are like an illusion, full of unreality compared with the present.

Xia Houyuan sat down on the chair and opened the first drawer on the right side of the desk.There are some books in the drawer, a box of pen refills, and staples.He took out the blue one from the middle of the stack of books, opened it, and found 500 yuan in it.That was the last bit of money he had left.Once the money is used up, it's time to withdraw money again.

In the third year of high school, he didn't plan to go to filming.

Acting is already a dead end, he has to think about his future, so he wants to go to a good university.

Whether it is the teachers or the leaders in the school, they all believe that he will definitely go to a performing arts university in the future, and no one knows what he has in mind.

He himself never told anyone.

Now, filming has become a scary thing for him.

Twilight spilled in from the window, covering a third of the room, and dust was flying in the quiet room.After Xia Houyuan put down his schoolbag, he sat on the chair without moving for a long time, staring out the window in a daze.

Sometimes he also wondered why his parents became like that.No matter how I think about it, I can't figure it out, so I have to infer from the time point, inferring and inferring, and found that they began to become what they are now, after I became the actor.The congratulations and fame and fortune from all directions made them forget their once stable life for a while, and all those who wanted to please him also wanted to please his parents.All kinds of dinners, all kinds of parties.

Gradually, my father's bad habit of gambling relapsed when he was young, and my mother no longer had to worry about family affairs, and she dressed beautifully again to go to parties with her girlfriends.

Even when Xia Houyuan went downhill, they didn't respond.

They didn't realize at all that he was already at dusk.

No one from the film and television company came to their house to ask him to make a movie, and no one invited them out for dinner.

Xia Houyuan smiled self-deprecatingly, it was really ridiculous to say it.

Xia Houyuan couldn't help but imagine that if he hadn't made that movie and won that award, everything would have been different.

Whether everything will follow the life trajectory of childhood, like most ordinary families in this world, with quarrels and happiness, instead of falling apart like now.

At eight o'clock in the evening, my mother came back.

She was very drunk, her eyes were blurred, she staggered open the door of Xia Houyuan's room, saw Xia Houyuan's back sitting in front of the desk, and said, "Why don't you go to filming?"

Xia Houyuan didn't answer.

Every time his mother was drunk, she looked like this.

She didn't want to know the answer, she just wanted to talk.What's more, Xia Houyuan has said that answer many times, but his mother always selectively forgets it.

She is still immersed in the beautiful dream that her son is an actor.