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He laboriously searched for words in his mind, and suddenly had an epiphany, ran back to the burned house, and found a tattered trophy from the burning bookshelf.

The body of the trophy had been burnt into pitch black, he didn't know what was important, but he still carefully placed it beside the youth.

It was two days after Lin Sinian learned the news of the Yan family. Yan Zhao, the head of the Yan family, crashed and died. Yan Zhao's right-hand man, Yan Wen, was arrested and jailed on the same day. Yan Ji's legs were disabled.

Mrs. Lin sighed while sitting at the dining table: "The Yan family used to be prosperous in the past, but now the dead, the disabled, the prisoners, only the mild-mannered Yan Xuexiao is left. sir."

Lin Sinian did not speak, because he knew that the Yan family in charge of Yan Xuexiao was the one who was in full swing, and Yan Ji was not the only one who fell in the dream. Yan Xuexiao should be alive and dead in the United States today, but in order to stabilize people's hearts, he kept the news to death.

He followed his mother to attend Yan Zhao's funeral. The ceremony was presided over by Yan Zhao's former friend Luo Shu. The atmosphere at the funeral was surging. Except for Mrs. Yan holding Yan Wen's child and crying sincerely, everyone else had their own thoughts.

He understood that this meant the official start of the Yan family's seizure of power, and all he could do was to keep the Lin family out of it.

Lin Sinian looked at Yan Zhao's black-and-white portrait and suddenly felt unreal. The person he had seen at Yan's old mansion had turned into a cold photo.

He faintly felt that some things in his dreams could be changed, and some things could not be changed, such as Yan Zhao's death.

After Lin Sinian delivered the wreath, he heard someone whispering when he walked out of the mourning hall, which was unimaginable in the Yan family in the past.

"This son Yan Zhao is too cold. I heard that he is studying abroad, and he didn't even attend his father's funeral."

"Can reading only take over the Yan family?"

"The Yan family's appetite is too big, and they don't understand the truth that prosperity will inevitably decline. I think the sky in Yancheng should also change."

Lin Sinian walked out of Yan's Mansion, and a thought came to her mind, when Yan Xuexiao returned to China, Yan Cheng's genius would really change.

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Biancheng No. 3 Middle School has a new teacher. Every evening during self-study, students are pestering the teacher with questions. Zhuangzhou packed his schoolbag and went out. Just as he was about to ask Shen Chi if he wanted to go to the school gate to buy supper, the boy immediately picked up his mobile phone and walked outside the classroom.

Since that day, Shen Chi has been calling Yan Xueyiao every day. He wants to tell his brother that he will be responsible, that he will be admitted to Yanda University, that he will buy a big house for his brother, and that he will be good to his brother for the rest of his life.

However, no one answered the phone, the boy squeezed the phone tightly, the light in his eyes disappeared little by little, but he pursed his lips, still standing in the cold night wind and continued to dial the number.

one day,

two days,

a month...

He couldn't get through to Yan Xuexiao's phone. No matter how many WeChat messages he sent, the screen was still quiet and there was no reply. He started to send letters, one heavy letter after another, to the United States, but he didn't receive any reply. , He even saved money to go to Princeton in the United States, but the school said that there was no such person as Yan Xuexiao, as if all traces were erased overnight.

Even so, he worked even harder than before, and finally his face became thinner and thinner. In order to ensure enough energy, he went to bed on time at 12 o'clock every night, but every morning at 5 o'clock, he endorsed the book, and the notes he made were smashed. , he had to rewrite the dictation.

He studied tirelessly for the college entrance examination, because maybe Yan Xueyiao would come back to see him, because he thought that when Yan Xueyiao asked him about his grades, he would be proud to say the first place, and he also wanted Yan Xueyiao to be proud of him once.

The live broadcast room changed from encouragement at the beginning to worry.

"Cubs, pay attention to your body"

"The grades are very good now. You can go to a famous university without taking the Yanda University entrance exam. You don't need to work too hard."

"It hurts me so much"

"The college entrance examination is too hard"

As the days passed, there was a lame security guard at the school, and Zhuang's mother would bring soup every night. He never got through to Yan Xuexiao's phone, but it became a habit to send messages.

[Shen Chi] I'm in the top 1,000 in the province

[Shen Chi] The second model has entered the province's 500, I have also learned to make shredded pork in sauce, I can make it for you

[Shen Chi] Will you come back?

He gradually got used to this kind of life. He could only see his grandma once a month in the far border town, but he would have a video call with his grandma every week.

However, the grandma in the video is getting weaker and weaker every week, and her memory is getting worse every week.

Until one day, Mrs. Shen's indifferent face appeared on the screen: "She passed away last week, you don't need to call, she has nothing to leave you."

The young man stood blankly on the spot, his heart seemed to be grasped by a hand, and the pain made him unable to breathe. That hand dragged him straight into the dark seabed, engulfed by countless sea water, and there was a dead silence in his ears.

can not hear.

Can't hear.

He dialed Yan Xuexiao's number in a panic, but didn't cry: "Grandma passed away, I didn't think about asking for her money, I just wanted to spend more time with her."

He stood there for a long time, and the voice gradually recovered in his ears, but the phone still went unanswered.