狼行成双 || wolves of a pair prowl together [English Translation]

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Bian Nan has a bad temper, but he can restrain the girls a little bit. After making an appointment with the girl, he just turned around and left after a few words.
　　
He was actually quite tolerant to Zhang XiaoRong, and he would certainly not get angry after changing, so Zhang XiaoRong is unlucky today.
　　
After walking out of the pedestrian street, he slowed down and wandered aimlessly down the road. The wind was strong outside and the air was not very good at this time, but there were still many people on the street on weekends.
　　
BianNan doesn't have the habit of shopping, and feels like there is nothing to go shopping. He wears sports clothes all year round. When training is tight, he just wants to sleep. If he is a little free, he stays in the Internet cafe for a while. For him, shopping has no practical meaning and wastes time.
　　
But today he has been shopping for a long time. When Wan Fei's text message came over, he took out his phone to check the time, and he had already turned around for an hour. It was already far away from Wan Fei's home. 
　　
Wan Fei's text message is very brief, just four words, 'what's the situation?'
　　
Bian Nan didn't reply, put his phone back in his pocket, and went into a small coffee shop on the roadside. He asked for a glass of milk and sat in a daze at the window.
What's the situation.!
　　
The situation is simply too complicated.
　　
Bian XinYu, who knows the secret he least wants to show, actually knows Qiu Yi.
　　
And both of them are quite at odds with him.
　　
The look and tone of Bian XinYu's eyes when she walked away made him almost certain, she would tell Qiu Yi...
　　
Bian Nan took a sip of milk, he didn't mind Bian XinYu's full malice towards him since childhood, and didn't mind her speaking always hold a gun with a stick, don't mind if she opens her mouth, she can naturally lie to him and get him dirty.
　　
The only thing he minds is that Bian XinYu tells the truth.
　　
Except for Wan Fei, no one knows the true background of Bian Nan, who seems to be from a superior family and cares nothing.
　　
His mother is a junior, it's a solid fact.
　　
Bian Nan's feelings about his own mother are indescribable.
　　
He didn't understand the affair between the relationship of his father and his mother, how it started, and how his father turned his head back, he didn't even know.
　　
In short, he stayed with his mother for a very short time, maybe more than one year old, maybe when he was two years old, because he heard that when his mother went out to play *mahjong, she would lock Bian Nan in the toilet for a whole day. His father took it back to his current home.

(*麻将 /Mahjong -  a box-based game that flourished in 19th century in China)

Bian Nan has no impression of block him in the toilet. Until now, when Bian Nan thinks of his mother, his intuitive impression is money.
　　
He occasionally went to see her, and she would mention money within a few words when they met, and Bian Nan didn't understand where the money, house, and storefronts she took away from his father.
　　
Bian Nan sighed and looked out the window.
　　
Outside the coffee shop, a little boy squatted under a tree wiping his tears. He used to squat and cry. When Bian Nan was beaten by Bian Hao for some reason, he would squat in the backyard and cry.
　　
But he wouldn't cry for so long, he felt that he was actually very big-hearted, and many depressed things passed for a few minutes.
　　
After drinking a glass of milk, the child outside the door was still crying, and some passers-by stopped and asked, but he lowered his head and wiped his tears without making a sound.
　　
Bian Nan looked a little bit unbearable, put down the milk cup and left the coffee shop, bought two chocolates in the small supermarket next to him, and walked over to the child and squatted down.
　　
"Chocolate?" He peeled a piece of chocolate and took a bite.
　　
The child looked up at him, tears still hanging on his face.
　　
The child is very beautiful, with big eyes and a little curling hair, looking like a doll.