Wu Kong immediately bowed to Yan Xiaoyu, and his disdainful look disappeared instantly: "Hello, young lady!"
The corners of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and he helped him up, like the chairman expressing condolences: "Hello, comrade!"
The corner of Wu Kong's mouth also began to twitch and he immediately brushed Yan Xiaoyu's hand away: "Don't think that because you are gay, the whole world is gay. I am a straight man and only like women!"
Yan Xiaoyu glanced at him and slightly raised the corners of her lips: "If you want to have a girl, pretend to be gay first!"
Wu Kong: "......"
*************************************** Sometimes I have to admit that Jin Shaoyang cooks
It was really delicious. Yan Xiaoyu looked at Jin Shaoyang while chewing the ribs: "...How can you know how to cook? Could it be that you were reborn?"
Jin Shaoyang lovingly wiped away the grease on his lips, raised a warm smile, and something seemed to flow slowly in his dark eyes: "Do you think everyone is as stupid as you? What's more, what if I don't know how to do it?
What are you going to eat while cooking?”
Yan Xiaoyu pursed his lips, lowered his head and continued to eat. No one could understand the pain of being a silk picker!
"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, have you been in city B? Do you want to go home and see your parents?" Jin Shaoyang rarely said a gentle word, but his eyes were still locked on Yan Xiaoyu's face.
With a wry smile, Yan Xiaoyu stopped eating, with a stiff expression on his face: "Where else can I go if I'm not in city B? I have no father or mother."
"Didn't you say that your father was hospitalized?" Jin Shaoyang asked the question promptly when he noticed the problem.
His eyes were lowered, and an emotion called sadness settled on his fair cheeks. His lips were slightly opened, and his voice was low and vague: "...Yes, but he has his own new life."
family, and he was almost never around me when I was a child."
"Actually, my father is the same." Jin Shaoyang patted his back but suddenly thought of Jin Yiren: "My father has never been by my side. He only knows how to give me money. I really have nothing else. I have been with him since I was a child.
I don’t have a mother, so I think it’s family reasons that make me like this!”
The smile on the corner of Jin Shaoyang's mouth was a little bitter. Yan Xiaoyu pursed his lips, and then held his hand: "Your father should still be very good to you." That's why you let me protect you, so you won't
Mind the man you like, that's why he's nice to me too.
"What's good? If it's good, why can you count the number of times we meet in a year with one hand?" The dark eyes reflected the light, which was a bit dazzling, as if there was an indestructible layer of frost floating on them, but Yan Xiaoyu still kept calm.
There was a hint of hurt in those eyes.
"Maybe you still can't understand his love for you. You are still a child and don't understand how helpless some things are." He raised a gentle smile and held Jin Shaoyang's hand with his fingers a little harder.
Yan Xiaoyu knew that Jin Shaoyang felt awkward inside, because he was such an awkward person. He was obviously soft on the inside but always pretended to be cold and ruthless on the outside. He obviously longed for love but always looked disdainful.
.
Although Yan Xiaoyu is weak, in a sense, he is really strong inside, at least much stronger than Jin Shaoyang. Although he looks gentle and gentle on the outside, he smiles as sweetly as a girl.
His heart may really be more resistant to blows than Nokia, but he is not heartless. He will also be kind to others and smile at others.
When others treat him well, he may give ten points in return. He is the kind of child who can laugh for a long time even if he is given a sweet date. Maybe this is what makes him special. He will not complain about bad circumstances or anything.
Man, he just smiles and uses his strength to warm others, so everyone who meets him will be infected.
Just like Jin Shaoyang, maybe Yan Xiaoyu is the only person who can make him cry and laugh.
Only in front of Yan Xiaoyu would he reveal his happiness, sadness, injury and domineeringness.
Only small words can bring out his childish side.
With an angry snort, Jin Shaoyang turned away and curled his lips disdainfully, with a noble and cool look: "What do you know! If possible, I am willing to use everything I have to exchange for a normal family with money.
What's the use? Can it buy warmth? Yan Xiaoyu, you know? If someone wants to get you now, I won't agree even if he trades the whole world for it!"
He hugged Yan Xiaoyu's body somewhat domineeringly, kissed his lips fiercely, almost swallowing up all his cells, and then he murmured in a low voice: "...You can only be
Mine! Your warmth and your light can only be mine!"
Yan Xiaoyu knew that people like Jin Shaoyang might have some psychological problems. After all, family factors are really important.
However, at this time, he suddenly admired himself. Growing up in such an environment, he neither committed suicide nor had a split personality. He was really a weirdo!
Because of the last peace pigeon incident, Wu Kong became particularly cautious in his treatment of Yan Xiaoyu, and even visited her door in person the next day.
When school was over at noon, Jin Shaoyang happened not to be with Yan Xiaoyu, so Wu Kong, wearing a peaked cap and toad mirror, appeared in front of Yan Xiaoyu like a star who was afraid of being photographed: "Brother Yu!"
He held his arm tightly: "Brother Yu unintentionally offended you and the Crown Prince last time. It is really a stain on my life! One day I am Brother Yu, and I will be Brother Yu all my life. How can I not dare to admit Brother Yu?
Whose identity is calling you Peace Dove? It’s simply decadent, incompetent, rubbish, and sorry for the society of the motherland! But I’m really afraid of Mr. Jin, and I really don’t dare to recognize you in front of him! Really, Brother Yu, I promise, this
I was wrong this time. Next time, even if there are hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals in front of you, I will rush up to you and grab your trouser legs and shout, 'Brother Yu'!"
The corners of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and he helped him up: "Hey, why are you so crazy! You are dressed like a low-key celebrity, maybe there are paparazzi chasing you!"
Then at this moment, a white light actually flashed in the bushes nearby. Yan Xiaoyu looked at him with a depressed expression: "Look, there are reporters taking pictures. I guess the headline of the entertainment page tomorrow will be 'So-and-so star and teacher'
Being gay, showing up at the school gate in a low-key manner and making love to each other."
However, the next second Yan Xiaoyu realized that she was overthinking it, because the white light was not taking pictures, but someone showed a reflective machete!
Suddenly, dozens of shabby-looking young men rushed out of the bushes with machetes, pointing their swords at Wu Kong and Yan Xiaoyu.
"The people from the Yuhuo Gang don't pay for making Bawang chicken! They're so shameless!" the leader shouted to Wu Kong.
"Can you have some quality when it comes to picking up girls these days? Is it possible that all the good men are gay?" One of the boys echoed!
“It’s such a disgrace to us straight men!”
A group of people shouted and rushed over.
Yan Xiaoyu frowned and looked at Wu Kong: "What's going on?"
Wu Kong had a pained expression on his face: "Brother Yu, this is just their Zongheng Gang looking for trouble. Even if he is a celebrity, he is not that expensive?"
Yan Xiaoyu has a black line on his head, I will kill him if I strangle him!
But with the facts before him, he could only drag Wu Kong and start running.
The people in the Zongheng Gang are much stronger than those in the Julong Club, because the Dragon Club just has a lot of people but generally don't have much ability, but the people in the Zongheng Gang are all elites, and even the younger ones are selected from different levels, and chasing Yan Xiao
The person who talked to them seemed to be a professional thug watching the scene.
Both the running posture and the running speed are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Why do I feel like I'm going to die here? Do you always have to drag me with you for things like Wu Kongwei Shenma?" Yan Xiaoyu sighed while panting.
"Hey, please don't forget that it was you who dragged me away last time. It was even!" Wu Kong glared at him with a bit of resentment in his tone.
The people behind were chasing and waving their blades, and Yan Xiaoyu felt that at a certain moment he could feel the cold air being cut through: "But are you sure we can live to see the sun tomorrow this time?"
The corner of Wu Kong's mouth twitched twice but he comforted him kindly: "Talk less and run more. Don't talk about what you have and don't have. Be careful that you are really wasted here."
Yan Xiaoyu: "......"
Although they obviously tried their best, Yan Xiaoyu and Wu Kong were not professional thugs after all. Yan Xiaoyu's shoulder had already been slashed, and blood slowly slid down the punctured skirt, exaggerating a hint of coquettishness.
But the cells in their whole bodies seemed to have been ignited, and they forgot about the pain. The two of them only knew how to run wildly, because they both knew that if they stayed for a moment, they might never get a chance to get up again.
"How about running separately?" After climbing over the wall, I saw two alleys in front of me. Motor vehicles should not be able to enter, so it is relatively safer.
Yan Xiaoyu glanced at Wu Kong. In fact, he knew that Wu Kong was afraid of hurting him. Although Yan Xiaoyu didn't have much physical ability, he was better at escaping. Wu Kong knew that maybe a second difference would be enough.
After all, Yan Xiaoyu was small, but those people would obviously notice him if he followed him, and the target for two people to escape was too big.
But Wu Kong didn't grow up in City B, and he didn't have Yan Xiaoyu to be familiar with the terrain. What if he accidentally ran into a dead end?
Frowning her brows, Yan Xiaoyu was a little out of breath, and the air coming out was obviously more than the air coming in: "No, I will never give up on you."
There was determination in the dark but bright eyes, and the delicate and angular cheeks made people feel extremely reassuring. Wu Kong smiled bitterly and looked at Yan Xiaoyu: "I finally understand why so many women like you.
, if I were a woman, I would find a man like you to marry."