Lambs are plucked for wool every day

At the dinner table, Lu Yan sat on one side, and Yuan Xiaoyang and Lu Lang sat on the other side.

After Yuan Xiaoyang set the bowl and chopsticks, Lu Lang stretched out his chopsticks to pick up dumplings.Seeing his movement, Yuan Xiaoyang lightly touched Lu Lang with his foot under the table, signaling him to wait a moment.

Lu Lang ignored it, stuffed the dumpling directly into his mouth, and gave him a provocative look.

From a young age, Yuan Chengqi taught Yuan Xiaoyang to be orderly, so his uncle must eat everything Yuan Xiaoyang eats first before moving his chopsticks.

Now facing the Lu family brothers' way of getting along, he was a little at a loss.But seeing that Lu Yan moved his chopsticks indifferently, he silently followed suit.

The dumplings made by Yuan's family are very big, with thin skin and plenty of fillings. The meat is as delicious as the meat, and the vegetables are as delicious as the vegetables. The two are harmoniously matched.Yuan Xiaoyang ground some more garlic paste, added white vinegar, sesame oil and chili oil as dipping sauce, the dumplings had a richer taste when dipped in this sauce, very appetizing, Lu Lang ate them one by one.

"Is it delicious?" Yuan Xiaoyang asked Lu Lang in a low voice.

Lu Lang stuffed another dumpling into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, and he said vaguely, "What do you think?"

"That must be delicious." Yuan Xiaoyang couldn't help but smile triumphantly when his own dumplings were accepted.

Lu Yan kept silent, just eating quietly.

Yuan Xiaoyang was a little afraid of this big brother. Seeing him eating with a blank expression, he wanted to ask him if it suits his appetite but he didn't know how to ask him.He struggled for a moment and decided to ask, but when he was about to speak, Lu Yan's sharp eyes suddenly fell on him.

"!" Yuan Xiaoyang reflexively shrank to Lu Lang's side. Lu Lang had just stuffed a dumpling into his mouth. strict.

No one spoke, but the atmosphere changed in an instant.

"The dumplings are delicious, thank you." Lu Yan said.

Yuan Xiaoyang: "!!!"

Lu Lang: "???"

When Yuan Xiaoyang heard that his dumplings were praised, he huddled beside Lu Lang and smiled foolishly: "That's great, my uncle must be very happy to know, I'll bring some more next time."

Lu Yan nodded, and reached out to pick up another dumpling.

In a short time, the atmosphere changed again.

Lu Yan didn't know what he was thinking, Yuan Xiaoyang was foolishly happy to see that the dumplings were affirmed by everyone, while Lu Lang had a bad complexion, as if he was unhappy about the interaction between Yuan Xiaoyang and Lu Yan, but he didn't say anything.

Yuan Xiaoyang cooked [-] dumplings, an average of [-] per person.But Lu Yan stopped his chopsticks after eating a dozen or so, and Yuan Xiaoyang had to go to tutoring in the afternoon, and the family he tutored would prepare snacks, so he didn't plan to eat too much.

Seeing that Lu Yan stopped eating, Yuan Xiaoyang asked, "Do you want some soup, brother? I cooked tomato and egg drop soup."

Lu Yan nodded, and Yuan Xiaoyang added another bowl to Lu Yan, and handed it over carefully.

Seeing Yuan Xiaoyang's careful look, Lu Lang took a bite of the dumpling regardless of the chopsticks, put the chopsticks down, leaned back on the chair, looked straight ahead, and stopped eating.

Yuan Xiaoyang looked back at him, at a loss, but also served him a bowl of soup.

In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere changed again.

Yuan Xiaoyang was at a loss in this ever-changing atmosphere, looking down at the beautifully beaten egg flower in the soup bowl, wondering if he had done something wrong.

"Are you in the same class as Lu Lang Gao Yi?" Lu Yan asked suddenly.

Yuan Xiaoyang glanced at Lu Lang, Lu Lang still maintained the posture just now, and didn't even touch Tang in front of him.He became uneasy, but still replied obediently: "They are in different classes, and they will be in the same class from the next semester."

"Then how did you know each other? It stands to reason that we will only meet each other when we start school, right?"

When Lu Yan asked the question, his expression was indifferent, but his gaze was always on Yuan Xiaoyang, with an indescribable sense of oppression.However, the encounter with Lu Lang is what Yuan Xiaoyang likes to talk about. He thinks that Lu Lang appeared as a hero in his life, and so far Lu Lang has always been like a hero in his eyes.

Therefore, although he was still a little uneasy, Yuan Xiaoyang still wanted Lu Yan to know how good Lu Lang was, and replied: "I was blackmailed on the night of the back-to-school day, and it was Lu Lang who rescued me..."

"Why are you telling him this?" Lu Lang said coldly.

"Continue talking." Lu Yan said.

"No one will believe you if you say it. In the eyes of some people, I am a waste."

Lu Yan's gaze turned to Lu Lang, who stared straight ahead without looking at anyone.

"When did you start caring about what other people think of you? It's really strange." Lu Yan dismissed, "I don't understand when you wanted to help others. I thought you put your heart into fighting and making trouble, isn't that What is waste?"

"Lu Yan!"

Yuan Xiaoyang didn't know why things turned out like this, he just wanted to invite Lu Lang to eat dumplings, seeing that Lu Yan also invited Lu Yan to eat at home, never thought that such a thing would happen.

He was afraid of Lu Yan, and he was also afraid of Lu Lang now. He was so afraid that his hair was shaking, and he just wanted to pick up his schoolbag and run away immediately.

But he couldn't go, at least not now, because he couldn't go until he had finished speaking.

"When I was most afraid, it was Lu Lang who saved me."

In the tense atmosphere, Yuan Xiaoyang's trembling voice seemed abrupt.He stared at the table without daring to look up, and said to himself, "Even if he was fighting for the sake of fighting, it was he who saved me, not someone else."

"Stop talking!"

"It's not just that one time!" Yuan Xiaoyang raised his voice, "It was also the time I drowned... I really thought I was going to die, really, but Lu Lang jumped into the water and picked me up."

"If Lu Lang doesn't have the heart to help others, then I'm dead right now." Yuan Xiaoyang's voice dropped again, and he continued timidly, "He's not a... waste, because of my existence, I can To prove his worth as a human being...how high."

"At least he is a real hero in my heart, no matter what others say, he will not change."

Yuan Xiaoyang said the last sentence, raised his eyes to look at Lu Yan, and met Lu Yan's eyes.Lu Yan was expressionless, as if he was thinking about his words.

After a while, Lu Yan said softly: "You regard him as a hero, but what does he regard himself as?"

With a "bang", Lu Lang pushed away the chair and got up to leave.

Yuan Xiaoyang glanced at him helplessly, then looked at Lu Yan, and saw that Lu Yan was still expressionless, as if he had already guessed the ending.Yuan Xiaoyang hesitated for a moment, then chased after Lu Lang.

Lu Lang walked very fast, Yuan Xiaoyang had short legs and couldn't keep up.Lu Lang went up the stairs and walked quickly towards his room. Yuan Xiaoyang was a step behind him even though he was already running, and the door slammed shut in front of him.

Following the heavy slamming of the door, Yuan Xiaoyang also trembled, with helplessness and fear revealed in his eyes.

"Lu Lang..." Yuan Xiaoyang knocked on the door lightly, "I'm sorry..."

In fact, he doesn't know what he did wrong, but everything he has experienced since childhood makes him intuitively react that he has done something wrong when others are angry.

"I'm sorry, don't be angry... I won't mess with you in the future... You are angry"

The door was still closed, Yuan Xiaoyang didn't dare to open it.

After a while, the door opened, but Lu Lang opened the door not to let him in, but to throw his schoolbag out.

"There is no future."

Lu Lang slammed the door shut again.

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Gradually matured in repeated recklessness and repeated embarrassment, this is Lu Lang's teenage years.