What kind of bad thoughts can the hero of the plane have?

Chapter 145 Picking off this Kaolin Flower (fifteen)
The man stared at him for a few seconds, then smiled suddenly: "It's nothing more than an orange, if you like it, I'll send some over tomorrow."

"Ah."

Xie Yun casually placed the oranges on the table beside him. This action caught the man's eyes, and the smile on his lips finally became a little more sincere.

……

"So, Xie Yun's father is terrible?"

Su Yan didn't know that Chen Xian was so good at inquiring about gossip, even Xie Yun's family background was so clear.

"It's not scary..."

Chen Xian scratched his head, not knowing how to describe that feeling to Su Yan: "His father is actually very handsome, and he has a very good temperament, gentle and refined. stare at him..."

"Ok?"

Su Yan raised her eyebrows casually.

【Xie Yun's father is a very paranoid person, his mother was snatched by him...】

Xiao Ming explained.

Su Yan: "...Don't tell me, Xie Yun's mother finally fell in love with his father?"

If that's the case, it's too bloody.

[No, but she is pregnant, Xie Yun's father is very happy, unfortunately the process of giving birth is not very smooth, Xie Yun's mother died of dystocia. 】

The plot is also sloppy.

Su Yan sighed, and said sadly: "Xie Yun's father should have complicated feelings for him."

On the one hand, this is a child born to him by the girl he likes; but on the other hand, as long as he sees Xie Yun's familiar face, he can think of the girl he likes.

【Xie Yun's father has a strong desire to control. He allows Xie Yun to make friends, but he must make friends he approves, otherwise Xie Yun's friends will be angered. 】

Xiao Ming lowered his voice.

Su Yan thought of Xie Yun's blank and helpless eyes when he met Xie Yun at the hot pot restaurant, and the fingers hanging by his side curled up unconsciously.

"I remember, it's the eyes!"

Chen Xian suddenly yelled, and Su Yan temporarily interrupted the communication with Xiao Ming: "Huh?"

"Xie Yun's father's eyes are too gloomy. The way he looks at Xie Yun is not like looking at his own child, but like..." Chen Xian's vocabulary is limited, and it took him a long time to hold back a word, "Items! He looks at Xie Yun's eyes seem to be looking at an object!"

"thing?"

Su Yan repeated the word, thoughtfully.

"Yes... Maybe I'm thinking too much, maybe the relationship between father and son is good."

Chen Xian sighed twice, and when he mentioned "Xie Yun", he remembered something: "Just now I went out of the classroom and was stopped by a group of people. I heard that they wanted to join our gang, and there were many of them Little girl, boss, what do you mean?"

"reject."

Su Yan could somewhat guess the thoughts of a little girl at this age. As soon as Xie Yun joined her, they rushed to come in. They just wanted to take this opportunity to get close to her baby.

They don't even think about it!
"Why?" Chen Xian was a little puzzled, "This is a good opportunity to grow our gang, Boss, don't you want to make our gang bigger and stronger? This is a good opportunity before us!"

"Previously."

Combining what Xiao Ming and Chen Xian said, Su Yan seems to understand why Xie Yun is so resistant to contacting others. The harm from the original family cannot be easily erased... What's more, this kind of harm is still continuing .

"Then it's not now?"

"Well, you are enough."

It was clear that Su Yan still had that lazy and casual expression, but Chen Xian somehow felt that their boss was not in a good mood right now.

He recalled the conversation between the two of them, but he couldn't figure it out, so he changed the subject stiffly: "This event organized by our gang has a very good effect..."

Money inspires students' enthusiasm for learning.

Su Yan didn't want to continue discussing Xie Yun with Chen Xian, so he simply followed Chen Xian's words.

……

"I heard from your teacher that you are sick?"

The man took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands casually.

His fingers are beautiful, with distinct joints, but they are not pampered and beautiful. There is a thin layer of calluses on the man's fingertips.

"fine."

Xie Yun finished the last sip of porridge and replied casually, he glanced at the orange from the corner of his eye.

"I know you have a grudge against me..."

The man threw the paper into the trash can, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "But I promised your mother that I would raise you to be the best child."

Xie Yun was noncommittal.

"Look, aren't you doing well?"

The man put his hands on the table, leaned close to the boy, and whispered: "I'm proud of you."

It seemed that Xie Yun was not used to being approached by others. Xie Yun's body stiffened for a moment, but this stiffness was quickly covered up by Xie Yun. He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "This is my honor."

Xie Yun's answer obviously pleased the man, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The servant who trimmed the flowers and plants in the yard trembled slightly when he heard this laughter.

"What are you doing standing around? Everyone is busy with their own business."

The butler reprimanded in a low voice.

"Yes."

The servants lowered their eyebrows and replied respectfully.

Compared with Su Yan's room full of flowers and plants, Xie Yun's room is obviously much cleaner, the walls are clean and white, except for a bed, a desk, bookcase and wardrobe, there are no other redundant decorations in the room.

Xie Yun sat at the desk and peeled the oranges.

It was as sweet as he imagined.

Xie Yun's beautiful eyebrows and eyes showed a bit of satisfaction. He ate oranges very slowly, as if he was tasting a rare delicacy in the world.

After eating the last petal, he stretched out his tongue and licked his own lips, feeling a little unsatisfied.

Oranges will rot if left for a long time, but the peel of the oranges will not, but will still have a fresh smell.

Xie Yun was very careful in peeling the orange peel just now, the orange peel did not fall apart, it was still intact.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly took out a pen and paper from his schoolbag, and wrote a small line of words on it.

Probably because of learning calligraphy since childhood, Xie Yun's handwriting is very beautiful, and his handwriting was once circulated by the teacher as a model handwriting.

After finishing that line of writing, Xie Yun carefully cut out that line of writing, folded it into small pieces of paper, and put it into the orange peel.

There was some remaining space in the bedside table, which contained some unimportant things. Xie Yun opened it cautiously and took out a square box.

Xie Yun carefully put the orange peel with the note in it, and then hooked his lips in satisfaction.

Thinking of Su Yan's expression when he gave him oranges, the smile on Xie Yun's lips deepened a bit.

King of Kings gang.

Although the name of this gang is a little mentally retarded, as long as they think that their gang leader is Su Yan, it seems that they are not so mentally retarded.

(End of this chapter)