surrender villain

Chapter 164 No one can take you away from me! (4)

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Without the glasses, his vision looked a little blurry.

The young man took her hand away coldly, his gesture of refusal was obvious.

Fan Xiaoxi immediately went back as if nothing had happened, repeated several times, Luo Xiaoli gave up.

Not knowing her purpose, the teenager hesitated to speak, and said calmly, "I don't have any money."

After being taken aback for a moment, Fan Xiaoxi couldn't help being happy, pinched his face and smiled lightly, "I have, I will support you in the future."

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Luo Xiaoli turned his head awkwardly, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he lowered his head and whispered, "Don't lie to me, I don't have amnesia, and I don't remember having a relative like you."

"The doctor said you lost your memory. Why are you so stubborn? Besides, you were only young when I left Qingshan County." Fan Xiaoxi calmly began to fool people, knowing that his eyesight is not very convenient, so he directly went down two steps The stairs carried the person on his back, his movements were gentle but unquestionable.

Sensing that he wanted to jump down, Fan Xiaoxi hurriedly reminded half-jokingly: "Hey, don't move around, and don't cry if the wound is opened and infected."

Luo Xiaoli shrank into a ball cautiously, trying to avoid physical contact with her.

The distance between Fan Xiaoxi and the two was very close, and they walked for a while against the sun. Fan Xiaoxi's hair was wet with sweat and stuck to the back of his neck, and he was still chattering endlessly to find a topic.

"I'll treat you to some popsicles when you're better, eh, do you like to eat chicken? We'll take you to the mountains next weekend to catch pheasants!~"

"Which one in our county sells clothes and shoes? Are the soles of your shoes about to break? My sister will buy you new ones."

"Do you still have food at home? You can buy some rice, vegetables, and flour. Do you have all the condiments? Forget it, boss. I want them all. Can you help me deliver them?"

Luo Xiaoli rubbed his dry eye sockets, his nose was a little sore, he said thank you in a low voice, puffed up his mouth and pretended to blow a little wind to cool her down.

Fan Xiaoxi sensed a ray of coolness, and the corners of her lips raised and did not touch it.

The old house Luo Xiaoli currently lives in is some distance away from the center of the county, and the door is unlocked. She put the boy on his back and stood firmly, and took the lead to enter the house with the medicine in hand.

Vegetables and corn are grown in the simple yard surrounded by fences, and a hen is raised in the grass shed at the door.

There is only one electric lamp with a pull cord in the room, and a black and white portrait of a woman with a gentle smile is hung on the central wall, a few apples are placed in front of her, and a layer of burnt incense ash is spread in the stove.

There were three or four sprouted potatoes by the stove by the window, the cabinet and the bed were old things, and the sheets were clean and tidy.

Apart from the open book on the table, there are some tattered and incomplete metal objects, which seem to be picked up by Luo Xiaoli after being discarded by others.

Luo Xiaoli's mother didn't let him touch these junks, and most of the money she saved from work was used to buy books for her son to study.

When he was a rebellious youth at the age of thirteen or fourteen, after a dispute with his mother, Luo Xiaoli packed up his things and put them in a box and put them under the bed.

Fan Xiaoxi glanced at the disassembled and reassembled parts and circuit boards, and sighed secretly. It was actually a model of a mainframe configuration. However, due to the gap in technical conditions, he gave up only halfway through it. It should be a failure.

She looked away without leaving a trace, and suggested with a sincere expression: "It's not good for the eyes if the light is dark. I still have a room on the second floor that I haven't rented. You might as well come and live in it."

"Need not."

Luo Xiaoli carefully took off his mother's portrait and put it away. Hearing this, he suddenly raised his head and refused very simply, as if he had already made plans to leave here.

Seeing his actions, Fan Xiaoxi pondered for a moment, "It's fine, it's the same if I move here."

Luo Xiaoli finally showed a cute frightened expression:? ? ?

　What is the writer team? It seems to be very powerful. Everyone... um... do you want to try it... (Cover your face (*/ω＼*))

　　
　
(End of this chapter)