Recalling the situation at home just now, Xiaoyi sat gloomily on the bed, feeling depressed. The temperature within a few meters of his body had dropped. The young man huddled in the corner silently. His lonely soul had nowhere to rest. He was in the lonely wilderness and only had himself.

one person.

When he heard that Xiaoji came to see him, he was actually happy. He has admired his brother since he was a child. In his eyes, his brother is the most powerful existence, but his brother seems to have never liked him. He hates him.

I don't know when he started to hate himself.

The painful memories dissipated with a light knock on the door. Xiao Yi raised his head slightly. He didn't want to move. He didn't want anyone to see his fragile appearance at this time. He originally thought that the other party would leave soon.

, but this lasted for a long time.

Xiyou stood in front of the door of 304, holding a sweet potato that was still warm in her hand. She thought for a while before knocking on Xiaoyi's door.

'Dong dong dong - dong dong dong -' Every time she knocked three times, Xiyou would pause for a while, waiting to listen to the movements in the room. After staying for about a minute or two, there was no movement at the door. Just as Xiyou started to have random thoughts.

When something happened to Yi, the door opened at this moment, and a head full of frizzy hair emerged from the room, looking out of the door cautiously.

"..." Xiao Yi stared at Xiyou holding the sweet potato and was silent for a moment, then said: "What's wrong? What's the matter?" His tone was unfamiliar and flat.

"Ah." Xiyou opened her mouth half-open, raised the sweet potato in her hand, looked at the boy with only one eye exposed, and said, "I bought roasted sweet potatoes today, they are very sweet. I see you like sweets, so...

....."

Xiyou accidentally discovered Xiaoyi's fondness for sweets. Ever since he brought up pudding last time, she had paid special attention to it and discovered a hobby that was completely inconsistent with Xiaoyi's temperament, and that was his fondness for sweets.

She found that every time he was doing preparatory activities for training, he would always have a piece of candy in his mouth, which was strawberry flavored. Moreover, he loved pudding very much, so the school store specially purchased a large amount of pudding. It was said that it was

He didn't want to be disturbed by someone who kept asking questions. During his break, he would always eat sweets in a deserted place.

In short, whenever he eats sweets, his expression of joy and satisfaction is different from his other expressions, with the cuteness and vitality of boys of the same age.

If he likes sweets, then he should also like the sweet and glutinous roasted sweet potatoes, Xiyou thinks so, not to mention that he is in a bad mood now, and eating sweet things will probably make him feel much better.

Xiyou raised her hand, placed the roasted sweet potato in front of Xiaoyi, and looked at Xiaoyi expectantly. The girl's eyes seemed to have magic power, like dew after rain, bright and clear.

Xiao Yi looked at the girl and fell silent unexpectedly. He slowly raised his head, and his soft hair fell to the side with his movement. The boy's pale and angular face faced Xiyou, and his eyes were flowing like autumn water.

The waves are flowing, and the dark pupils are also full of brilliance.

He took the sweet potato from Xiyou's hand and politely thanked him. He glanced sideways and saw the scarred finger with a band-aid on it. He didn't say anything, just glanced at it coldly, as if nothing happened.

Xiyou smiled brightly at Xiaoyi and told him to eat it while it was still hot. She also said a lot of words to him, such as "Come on, don't be sad," and so on. She was not very good at organizing her words.

She is very concise, and to make the combination of three people less awkward, she always talks a lot between the two boys.

Xiaoyi looked at the girl talking incessantly, and couldn't help but think of this period of time, when she seemed to be chattering beside him and Jiye like this. Although he didn't respond every time, she seemed to be full of energy and not at all.

Even though he was silent, he still talked to himself a lot.

He used to hate other people's chattering and chirping the most, but for some reason, now he finds it quite lively. There are always people who don't mind chatting with him, and there are always people who wave to him.

After Xiyou finished her last words, three minutes had passed. Seeing that the young man she was facing had leaned against the door frame and stared at her for a long time, she finally felt that she had said a bit too much, and she said to Xiaoyi in embarrassment.

Apologize.

"Sorry, I seem to have talked a bit too much."

Xiao Yi shook his head nonchalantly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. This kind of change that can only be observed with a microscope was already familiar to Xiyou. Faced with the matter of observing the boy's emotional changes only from micro-expressions, she was already familiar with it and couldn't do it anymore.

Familiar, but now she doesn't quite understand why he is laughing, but her mood should have improved anyway. Xiyou smiled contentedly and gave herself a thumbs up in her heart.

She saw Xiaoyi slowly retreating, thinking that he wanted to enter the house and close the door, so she said goodbye to him energetically and walked towards the stairs. Unexpectedly, she was stopped by a familiar voice behind her before she took two steps.

The voice has a low-mellow timbre, magnetic and beautiful, and the tail sound is slightly rising, but it has a different kind of gentleness.

"Xiyou, continue."

Xiyou turned around subconsciously and saw a small object thrown up in the air, flying towards her. Xiyou raised her hands and held the small object firmly in her palms. The object with warm body temperature was on Xiyou

With her hands slowly heating up, Xiyou looked at Xiaoyi across from him in surprise, staring at the young man with round eyes, tilting her head slightly and standing there in confusion.

The hem of Xiaoyi's clothes swayed with the boy's movements. He put one hand in his pocket and drew a beautiful arc in the air with the other hand. Each move had its own unique flavor. The boy was already good-looking, and his cold appearance matched the

With his slender figure, he exudes a handsome and powerful feeling in every gesture.

Seeing that the girl caught the thrown object, Xiaoyi pointed to the roasted sweet potato in his hand, then pointed to the object in Xiyou's hand, and said, "That will be the reward for this roasted sweet potato, thank you."

After saying that, she turned around and entered the room, without giving Xiyou any time to react. Xiyou looked at the young man's disappearing figure and opened her palm. There was a storage device she had seen in Xia Yulang's hand before. It was a small storage device.

The object was extremely exquisite, and Xiyou could really feel the powerful magic contained in it at this moment.

Xiyou felt her heart twitch suddenly, how could it be? Why are you giving me this?

That day, when she saw Xia Yulang's storage device, she just casually said that she had such a convenient thing. Xiaoyi, did he hear it? Did he give it to me specially? How could it be? It's impossible.

, maybe it was just given to me randomly, it was definitely not given to me specifically, it must be like this...?

Xiyou stared blankly at the storage device with the residual warmth of a young man in her hand, her heart unavoidably fluctuating like thousands of clouds, surging. She tightly held the small object in her hand, facing the empty corridor, and whispered, "Thank you."

'.

"Uncle Song, can you find me a new storage device?"

Uncle Song looked confused, why did the young master want such a thing? Didn't he always say he didn't need it?

"I want to give it away." Xiao Yi tilted his head, his attitude still as cold as ever, but his tone was much gentler.

Uncle Song nodded with a clear face, and with a smile, he found several brand new storage containers from the storage room at home. The storage containers were all of different colors and shone in the sun, especially the golden ones.

The stars reflect the sunlight and are dazzling.

"Just this one, thank you, Uncle Song." Xiaoyi picked up the small golden object and smiled lightly, it was really the same.

"Young Master, do you really not want to stay any longer? The Young Master will finish his work soon." Uncle Song saw Xiao Yi raising his feet to leave and stopped him.

Xiao Yi looked at Uncle Song, with a hint of mocking disappointment on his face, and said, "Uncle Song, didn't you see it just now? Brother, he doesn't want to see me..." Xiao Yi slowly turned around

Turn around and walk slowly towards the door.

"Uncle Song, goodbye."

The roasted sweet potatoes are really sweet. Xiaoyi swallowed the sweet and glutinous orange flesh and smiled slightly.

Actually, this is not bad.

Xiyou used a box of chicken breasts as reward, and asked Xiujiu to help her find out what happened in the western suburbs on May 25th. Although Xiujiu said verbally that they were friends and there was no need to be so open, but

I still accepted a box of nutritious chicken breasts with different flavors.

"But, little Yuzu, why do you suddenly want to know what happened on that day?" Xiujiu ate the nutritious chicken breast in his hand and asked suspiciously to Xiyou who was staring at the computer with a solemn expression.

Xiyou didn't know how to express it, so she just vaguely said that it had something to do with her. Unable to resist Xiyou's insistence, Xiujiu quickly opened up her own information channel, and information from all directions poured into Xiujiu.

Computer.

Xiyou still lamented that Xiujiu had a wide range of information sources, and said: "As expected of you, Xiujiu, you are so amazing, you know so many things." Xiyou continued to scan through the messages one by one, looking for the most suitable information.

"xx child helped the old lady cross the road and was praised by the whole school"

"xx and xx were caught drinking and driving after get off work"

"xxx divorced his wife of 18 years. After the divorce, his wife took revenge. His wife's first love beat xxx violently in the alley."

What is this and what? Xiyou looked at the strange news in silence, a little helpless. Why is it necessary to expose such things? Can the media not find any good news materials?

Find something interesting.

Although she thought so, Xiyou still read the third divorce report carefully. After all, this kind of divorce is quite interesting. For her who likes to join in the fun, it is still quite interesting to talk about.

Just as Xiyou was lost in thought, Xiujiu patted Xiyou and told her that she seemed to have found some more exciting news.

"Xiao Youzi, a friend of mine here took some wonderful photos in the western suburbs that day. Do you want to take a look?"

"What?" Xiyou approached Xiujiu curiously and stared at the screen of her mobile phone in trance.

Is this? She suddenly exclaimed and frightened Xiujiu beside her. Xiujiu asked strangely: "What's wrong, little Yuzu?"
Chapter completed!