When we pass a certain intersection, perhaps we only need a brief look back to encounter the most beautiful existence in our life.
When we pass a certain intersection, perhaps we only need a brief look back to encounter the most beautiful existence in our life.

By the end of August in Ancheng, the sun still showed no signs of abating, radiating heat with a fierce look that looked full of malice.
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, but Wen Shu could still feel the sweat rolling down her skin under her thin clothes. She gave up blowing away the loose hair clinging to her forehead, held up her newly-worn school uniform in a deep blue color, and walked slowly along the light and shadow cast by the buildings on the roadside.
Wen Shu thought that although the teachers in the new school were not very nice to her, at least they did not label her as a "bad student" based on the few not-so-good report cards and so-called "bad deeds" in her file. She looked at the little bit of yellow hair still left at the end of her hair and smiled to herself.
What's the point of thinking so much? God knows whether she can stay for a few days or months this time.
Since she was seven years old, she was forced to follow her mother Lu Sining and hide from her debt-collecting father Wen Yan, who was kind and amiable before she was six years old but completely changed after she was six years old, as if his heart and marrow had changed.
Wen Yan was like a leech that had tasted the sweetness of marrow. He would always come to find the mother and daughter soon after they moved, disturbing them. When Wen Shu came home from school, he would always see that the new house had been smashed to pieces by Wen Yan, and his mother was covered in wounds, looking at him desperately like a dying person. And anything worth a little money in the house was looted.
Later, Wen Shu learned his lesson and hid all the valuables in a place where Lu Sining didn't know about it. However, Wen Yan, who couldn't get any benefits, had to beat Lu Sining up.
When Wen Shu was extremely angry, she wanted to die together with Wen Yan regardless of everything, but she couldn't bear to leave Lu Sining after all, nor could she let go of those still warm memories.
When Lu Sining was young, she admired Wen Yan's talent. With her beautiful vision of love, she soon fell in love with Wen Yan. Even when Wen Yan fell from the peak and they had been divorced for many years, she never gave up and kept hope like self-hypnosis.
Wen Shu knew that some things were the most unrealistic and the most difficult to forget.
This time, in order to review for his upcoming senior year in high school, Lu Sining made up his mind to move to a more remote place than before, so remote that even the navigation system couldn't accurately locate it.
Wen Shu, who was unfamiliar with the road, took out her yellowed old cell phone. Just as she was about to call Lu Sining to ask, she was knocked to the ground by a group of people running towards her. Wen Shu's heart sank little by little as the phone fell. Amid the noise of the group of people, she heard a crisp "click" sound. In just a moment, she felt that all the nerves in her brain were tightly twisted together.
Lu Sining's job was not good, and the money to buy an old cell phone was a huge sum of money for them.
Wenshu quickly picked up the nearly broken phone from the ground and asked the people who were busy talking, "Hey! Who of you just knocked my phone down?"
The scene was so noisy that no one heard her words. Wen Shu raised his voice and asked again: "Who among you knocked my phone down?"
This time, the boys' movements seemed to be paused. They stopped moving and looked at Wen Shu in unison, with an unclear meaning.
Wen Shu exhaled, clutched his phone, took a step forward, and said, "Why, you have the guts to fight, but you don't have the guts to admit that you knocked my phone over?"
A group of people looked at each other, exchanged glances, and quickly pointed at the young man standing in the center: "Him!"
Wen Shuben was not short. She was only 1.68 meters tall and looked like a pine tree standing tall and fearless from a distance. However, her long life of repression had made her exude a cold aura. Now that she had a cold face, her intimidation was naturally extraordinary.
For some reason, the group of bad boys felt that this girl with a cold tone and an angry look on her face was more terrifying than the boy who had chased them all over the street. They felt that she was like a little beast ready to pounce.
The young man was caught off guard when being pointed out. After a brief moment of shock, he raised his fist towards the group of people and met Wen Shu's menacing gaze head-on.
Wen Shu, who was standing aside, had already noticed that it was not so much a fight among bad boys, but rather a unilateral beating of a group of people by this boy.
The young man was at least 1.8 meters tall, with a fierce look on his flamboyant face. A few wet hairs lay on his forehead, making him look more docile, but his dark eyes were filled with youthful arrogance.
Wen Shu's eyes flashed, he looked up and said, "Please compensate me for my phone."
The boy tilted his lower lip to the left, blew out a light breath, and raised his chin slightly: "You are not deliberately trying to scam me." He glanced at Wen Shu's phone and continued, "I see your phone is so broken, maybe it has been broken for a long time."
Wen Shu was so angry at the boy's rogue appearance that she laughed. She stepped back to a safe distance, squinted her eyes, raised her still breathing mobile phone, dialed the three numbers "110", and then put the phone to her ear. When the call was connected, she briefly explained the current situation. After hanging up the phone, Wen Shu picked up the school uniform scattered on the other side and hugged it again, seemingly blocking the boy's way unintentionally.
All the actions are done in one go.
The boy was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what a terrible thing Wen Shu had done. He rushed over and grabbed Wen Shu's arms: "Quick, cancel it, I'll pay for it, isn't it okay for me to pay for it!"
If he was arrested and taken to the police station, wouldn't he be in big trouble?
Is his grandfather's anger so easy to bear? He has already started to rehearse what will happen next in his mind, and sweat is pouring out of his forehead.
Wen Shu sneered, breaking free from the boy's shackles, and said, "Listen. I forgot to tell you, the police just told me that they have a patrol car nearby."
As if to verify Wen Shu's words, the sound of sirens came from far away.
The boy could no longer care about the situation and ran away. When he thought of his grandfather's fist, he wanted to run faster. Others followed him, but before they ran far, the police car arrived quickly.
The group of people were quickly taken to the police station by the police for safety and law-abiding education.
When the boy stood at the door of the police station with his head lowered and his grandfather twisted his ears, the conversation he had just heard echoed in his mind.
"Name?"
"Studying."
"School you attend?"
"A senior at Chongjia High School."
"You called the police?"
"It's me."
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"Uncle police, please make that person compensate me for my phone." Wen Shu had a blank expression on her face the whole time, except for this sentence, when she looked indignant. This reminded Yu Qianlin that she was also stubborn in wanting to find the person who broke her phone. He even thought that if he had just admitted it directly at that time, he could have avoided this misunderstanding.
"Hey! Yu Qianlin, I'm talking to you, what are you thinking about!"
Yu Qianlin, who was daydreaming, suddenly had his ear twisted hard. He grimaced in pain and said, "Grandpa! I was doing this for justice! Why are you making me act like an unforgivable criminal?"
"Then tell me how you acted bravely? Did you act bravely by beating up a group of people with your fists ? And you also smashed a little girl's phone?"
"I..." Yu Qianlin was speechless after being questioned, "It's because I saved a classmate who was bullied."
Grandpa Yu still didn't quite believe it: "What nonsense! The police said that there was no one else at the scene except you."
Yu Qianlin had no way to defend himself. He rescued the person and let him go home. Naturally, the gang of hooligans would never admit that they bullied a little girl. What's more, the girl named Wen Shu seemed to be against him. She insisted that he beat them up and demanded that he pay for the phone.
The police were used to dealing with this kind of thing, so they naturally didn't investigate it further and treated it as a normal fight between teenagers.
"Anyway, I'm innocent!"
Grandpa Yu's eyes widened, and he slapped his grandson on the back of his head with his thick palm: "Is it because I asked you to practice martial arts that you can bully the weak?"
Yu Qianlin's high spirits suddenly withered: "No."
"What is that?"
"You can't be so ignorant of your own strength. Learning martial arts is just for the sake of keeping fit." He muttered, reluctantly reciting these sentences that he knew by heart, very unconvinced. From childhood to adulthood, whenever he made a mistake, his grandfather would punish him by making him recite these old-fashioned things.
"Humph! That's more like it." Grandpa Yu knew what his grandson was thinking. He snorted coldly and continued to ask, "I also heard that you broke a girl's cell phone?"
"I didn't mean it!" Yu Qianlin got angry when he thought about it. "Besides, is it worth sending her to the police station just for a broken phone like hers?"
"You 're excited again, aren't you!" Grandpa Yu raised his hand, and Yu Qianlin was hit hard on the head again. He covered his head and happened to see Wen Shu walking not far away. Without thinking, he rushed over and pulled Wen Shu over, "Wen Shu, right? Tell me, how much is your phone worth? I'll compensate you now!"
Wen Shu was not polite and spread his hands and said, "The total cost of the cell phone and medical expenses is eight hundred. Please be quick, I'm in a hurry." There was a calmness in his clear eyes.
"Okay!" Yu Qianlin said as he was about to take out his wallet, but he kept yelling, "I'll pay for the phone, but where's the medical bill?"
Grandpa Yu looked at his grandson's idiotic appearance and pulled him away: "You little bastard, didn't you see that the little girl's arm was scratched? What's wrong with asking you to pay for some medical expenses!"
Yu Qianlin followed his grandfather's line of sight and found that Wen Shu's left arm was scratched. Because it was not cleaned in time, there was bright red blood coming out of the wound. No wonder he heard her hiss before. He touched his nose guiltily and turned his head away.
"Little girl , grandpa will take you to treat your wound first." Grandpa Yu ignored Yu Qianlin and spoke to Wen Shu in a gentle voice.
"No, thank you Grandpa." Wen Shu couldn't help but feel anxious as he watched the sky darken, and his tone sounded a little cold.
Grandpa Yu didn't care at all and said with a smile: "Okay, I see you are very anxious. The money is here. You should go back quickly." He took out the money from his pocket and handed it to Wen Shu. Wen Shu took it, glanced at Yu Qianlin meaningfully, and left in a hurry.
Yu Qianlin immediately got angry and tried to chase after him, but Grandpa Yu stopped him: "Where else do you want to go?"
"Grandpa, what do you think the last look in her eyes meant? Why do I feel like she looks down on me?"
"That's right. I look down on you too." Grandpa Yu said this lightly, making Yu Qianlin feel wronged.
"Grandpa!" Are you still my grandpa?
Grandpa Yu continued, "I guess this little girl is probably thinking, you are such a grown-up, and you still want your grandfather to cover up for you when you get into trouble."
Grandpa Yu's voice was not small. She, who had returned to get something she had left behind, happened to hear it. She couldn't help but look at the words printed on Grandpa Yu's clothes again - Yi De Martial Arts School.
It turns out that this guy's family runs a martial arts school. No wonder he is so good at martial arts...
Wen Shu stood in the dark, watching the interaction between the grandfather and grandson, with envy in her eyes that she was unwilling to admit. The young man's recklessness and the tolerance hidden in the old man's eyes, along with the residual heat in the air, burned her eyes.
The grandfather and grandson gradually walked away. When crossing the road, Yu Qianlin naturally held his grandfather's arm and always walked on the side where the cars came to protect the old man.
Wen Shu suddenly believed what the young man had said in a rage. It was not to excuse herself, but perhaps it was all true. She squeezed the money in her hand and suddenly smiled.
The person may not be a bad person, but he has a bad temper, and he is too proud to admit his mistakes.
Where Wen Shu couldn't see, Yu Qianlin approached Grandpa Yu with a sly look on his face and said, "Grandpa, thank you for the money."
"Hmph, what are you thanking me for? Don't hang out on weekends. Stay at the martial arts gym and help pay off your debts!" ​​Grandpa Yu put his hands behind his back, walked forward a few steps , and said loudly, "After we get back to the martial arts gym, practice with me for an hour."
"Grandpa, please let me go!" Yu Qianlin dragged his aching body and wailed as he caught up with his grandfather. For a moment, he wished he was still in the police station.
The nightmare that Yu Qianlin had never gotten rid of since he was a child was sparring with his grandfather. He could fully foresee how badly he would be beaten by his grandfather in an hour!