[Crossing the Book] The days when I was a neighbor with the abusive hero

If you want to fly to the imperial capital of the central star, the interplanetary ticket is too expensive.

In fact, the ticket is not rigorous, more precisely, it should be a spaceship ticket.The boat ticket from him to the central star costs 1 yuan, and then you need to transfer to the imperial capital, and the ticket costs another few hundred.Moreover, the price of goods in the imperial capital is different from that of this small city. Accommodation, catering, transportation... There are a lot of them here and there, as well as his registration fee!

Yang Qingruo felt that he needed to have at least [-] yuan before he could set off.

Ever since Yang Qingruo dropped out of school to work, he has been saving money one after another.He saves tens of hundreds a month, and after three years, there will be a small four thousand. Adding today's five hundred, and the odds and ends of tips he gets every day, the small private treasury now has a small five thousand. , one step closer to the goal.

That night, I counted my small private treasury. Yang Qingruo slept very soundly. He dreamed of the beautiful years before he crossed over. At that time, he hadn't suffered any hardships. The alphas around him talked about "gentlemen's spirit". The protection of omega is also real protection, not the fact of oppression under the guise of "protection" now.

He dreamed that his biggest trouble back then was the unfinished papers before the college entrance examination, but now he desperately wanted to study and do the questions, but he could only go to the public library secretly, reading books like a thief.

He dreamed that he and his roommates were chatting about the alpha of the university department in the dormitory, commenting on their appearance and personality, and then joking with each other and laughing together. This is really unimaginable now.

He also dreamed that his best friend shared a novel with him, and he excitedly told him: "You must read this! Although it is a sad novel, there are many cars in it! The boat drama satisfies all your imagination, only what you can't think of, there is no The author can't write it! Go see it, go see it!"

Then he finished that novel, and when he opened his eyes again, he traveled through time.

How he wished that the 12 years he traveled through were just a dream, and he would lie on his soft and comfortable bed again after waking up.

Yang Qingruo opened his eyes after sleeping for five hours. The distant past in his dream made him cry. He raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and went out to wash.

Today is Sunday, Yang Qiang and Yang Qinghong are sleeping late at home, Wei Xiaoping is busy cleaning by himself, wiping the corners with a rag, and the rich rice porridge is still warm in the kitchen.

Yang Qingruo filled a bowl, picked a spoonful of pickles, and ate it with a whimper.

"Have you eaten enough?" Wei Xiaoping came over and asked him in a low voice. Yang Qingruo couldn't figure out whether he was whispering softly at this time because he didn't dare to wake up the two ancestors who were still sleeping in the room with too much noise, or if he was used to talking softly. I can't even make a sound.

Yang Qingruo nodded, put his schoolbag on his back, and replied softly: "I've finished eating, let's go first. By the way, Mom, if Dad wants to marry me off, you must tell me when I come back, let me There is a preparation in my heart."

Wei Xiaoping's eyes were a little gloomy. In his heart, he didn't want his son to marry someone else too early to be tortured, but he didn't have the courage and confidence to oppose Yang Qiang at all.So he could only nod his head slightly at this time, and made a promise to Yang Qingruo: "If your father changes his mind, I will definitely tell you, don't worry too much, he won't be willing to give up so much money you got back yesterday I married you too early, and..." Wei Xiaoping pursed his lips and swallowed all the words that followed, he pushed Yang Qingruo to the door: "Go and do your own business."

But Yang Qingruo knew clearly what he said, and it was nothing more than: and now you are working in Kabukicho, in the eyes of others, you have long been innocent, and your value has plummeted in the marriage market, and it is worthless.

Yang Qingruo took public transportation and went straight to the public library. His lunch was two steamed buns he bought on the way. After reading until noon, he settled for the steamed buns with the free drinking water provided by the library. Get up and continue reading.

For him, after going to work in Kabukicho, he has more time to read books, and he can spend the day freely.Although he didn't go to high school, he still went to college before time travelling. He had passed the college entrance examination and his grades were pretty good, so even if he didn't go to school this time, he was still able to revise with ease.

Sometimes Yang Qingruo thinks that a person who has never been to high school uses "review" to describe preparing for the big exam, and thinks it is ridiculous.

Isn't it ridiculous.

If Yang Qingruo didn't leave the library at three o'clock today, he left an hour earlier.

It was only three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Kabukicho by public transportation, and there were still two hours before the opening time for work. When he opened the door and entered, Boss Wu was still sitting in the old seat drinking. He was a little surprised to see Yang Qingruo: "Xiao Yang Come to work so early today? Would you like to have a drink with me?"

Yang Qingruo politely declined Boss Wu's kindness: "I came here to talk to Ji Ran. I was busy a while ago, so I didn't have time to chat with him."

"Ah, yes, you two are old acquaintances." Boss Wu took out two cans of beer from behind the counter and threw them to Yang Qingruo, "Go, I will treat you to these two bottles."

"Thank you boss!" Yang Qingruo received two bottles of beer, thanked him with a smile and ran upstairs.

When he went upstairs this time, Ji Ran wasn't sleeping.

He came out of the bathroom at the end of the corridor with a basin in his hand, and when he saw Yang Qingruo, his pretty face was instantly filled with surprise: "Qingruo, are you here to play with me?"

Yang Qingruo raised the beer in his hand to him: "The boss sponsors."

Ji Ran cheered a little, and trotted over with a basin in his hands and slippers: "By the way, I'll wash your clothes for you, hang them on the vent of the air purification device in the lounge, and blow them on for an hour. It will dry out."

Yang Qingruo pinched his face: "Thank you, my snail girl."

Ji Ran smiled cheerfully, and led Yang Qingruo to his room, put the basin and laundry detergent neatly away, and patted his single bed: "Don't stand there stupidly, come and sit here , you can lie down, don't be shy."

"Hey, we Xiao Ranran have our own little room, and we're here to be the little masters." Yang Qingruo smiled and sat down at the end of Ji Ran's bed. Considering that his trousers had just walked outside and were dusty and dirty, he just Sitting on the edge of the bed.

Ji Ran is not a careful person. With his carefree temper, he didn't notice Yang Qingruo's little tricks, and flopped and rolled on the bed like a happy bird: "I haven't talked to you like this for a long, long time since we parted last time. gone."

Yang Qingruo complained about him: "We never had the opportunity to chat like this before, and there is beer."

"Yes, we used to hide in the corner of the aisle and talk in a low voice." Ji Ran recalled the hard times before, remembering bitterness and thinking about sweetness, and laughed, "Fortunately, it's all over, by the way, Qingruo, you live now How are you?"

Yang Qingruo shrugged, he opened the beer and took a sip, looked back at Ji Ran's innocent little face with an innocent smile, and the accumulated troubles in his heart seemed to be floating away, so he also laughed: "Ah, that's it Well, as you can see, it’s just so-so, and you don’t have to worry about being sold out for the time being.”