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Song Yu stared at Ye Yichen in a daze, turned around and entered the bedroom without hesitation, and began to pack his things without hesitation.

Ye Yichen entered the bedroom first, took out an oversized suitcase, and then opened the wardrobe door, ready to put away the clothes first.Both his and Song Yu's clothes were hung in the same cabinet, but they were clearly distinguished.Song Yu's clothes were all black formal suits and ironed white shirts without a trace of wrinkle. The only one or two clothes that were not so serious were couple pajamas that Ye Yichen bought and forced Song Yu to wear.And Ye Yichen's clothes were just a few loose casual clothes from the beginning to the end.

Song Yu once held Ye Yichen in his arms, and then disliked him for wearing such clothes and pretending to be tender, and said that he would take Ye Yichen to buy new clothes.But Ye Yichen raised his eyes and gave him a sideways glance, then raised his chin arrogantly: "I'm tender, Uncle Song!"

After so many times, Song Yu's idea of ​​taking Ye Yichen out to buy clothes also ran aground. Ye Yichen always wore a few clothes, and only bought new ones when something broke.

Ye Yichen took out all the clothes he used to wear, including winter ones, and found that there were really not many, and maybe the winter down jacket took up some space.Ye Yichen is very satisfied with himself. He often shakes his head and pretends to be aggressive, thinking that he should not be controlled by outsiders. Now when he looks at the clothes he has bought over the years, he is quite proud of having fun: Yes, I am Such a literary and artistic youth who does not bow down to the world.

After taking out all the clothes and stuffing them into the suitcase, Ye Yichen stood quietly in front of the closet, looking at all the formal suits, shirts and windbreakers inside, hanging quietly, without any change, just so stable Occupies most of the wardrobe.Ye Yichen closed the closet door and thought, it won't be long before it will be filled with other colors... A kid like Yang Qing can't make it without spending money.

Tsk, this tone sounds like jealousy.Ye Yichen rubbed his nose mockingly, it really wasn't true.He didn't have any envy or jealousy towards Yang Qing, but simply stated the objective facts.

Squatting on the ground and folding the clothes casually, there is still a lot of space in the suitcase.Ye Yichen fiddled with the combination lock of the suitcase with one hand, thinking about what else he could bring.He frowned, thought for a while, and seemed to have nothing to bring.Just the clothes, his laptop, his tablet—thousands of e-books on it...what else?No more, as long as you go out with your documents and money, isn't it all right?Oh, and toothbrushes and towels.

Thinking of this, Ye Yichen instantly felt relieved.He has always been a very troublesome person... Looking at it now, there are not many things to bring, Ye Yi Chen Meng is happy.

It's just that there are other odds and ends... It's useless to carry them, and Ye Yichen didn't want to respond to Song Yu with a slap in the face. After thinking about it, he dug out a big nylon bag from nowhere and put all the trivial things in it. Stuff it inside and call the delivery guy.

After making the phone call, Ye Yichen looked around. If you don't look carefully, there are no major changes.His things are basically kept in the bedroom, and the laptop is in the living room all year round... When the time comes, bring the computer with you, and you can go straight away.

When Ye Yichen came out of the bedroom with his schoolbag and suitcase on his back, he saw Song Yu sitting on the sofa in the same posture as before.Ye Yichen frowned subconsciously and stopped.

When Song Yu saw Ye Yichen coming out, he suddenly raised his head.His lips were pale, his face was ashen, and the corner of his eyes inadvertently glanced at the suitcase Ye Yichen was carrying, and his heart suddenly ached.

"I'll put away my computer." Ye Yichen shrugged, without saying much, he went to the coffee table and unplugged the computer cable, then closed the computer cover, pulled it casually, and stuffed it into his schoolbag.

The tidying up was almost done, and it was getting dark. Ye Yichen looked at the weather outside the window, and then picked up his phone to check the time. Well, it's time for dinner.In this way, he packed his luggage quite quickly.

At this point, Ye Yichen saw that the courier company hadn't arrived yet, so he sat on a chair, picked up his own cup, drank some water, and then remembered that he should take this cup with him when he left.This cup has been with him for several years, and the handle was accidentally knocked off last time, but

This cup is still tenaciously alive, which is fine.

Song Yu watched Ye Yichen sit down to drink water, and hope suddenly rose in his heart.He looked at Ye Yichen with red eyes, as if he wanted to see a hole in Ye Yichen's face.

Ye Yichen felt the fiery gaze on his face, and turned his head to look at Song Yu blankly.Seeing Song Yu like this, he chuckled, "Song Yu, what are you thinking?"

Song Yu stared at him without speaking.

Ye Yichen looked away lightly, "Song Yu, I'm just waiting for the courier company, I have something to send."

Hearing Ye Yichen say this calmly, the flame that Song Yu had just expected in his heart, seemed to be poured with a large basin of cold water, and completely extinguished.He gave a wry smile. At this moment, Song Yu had to admit that Ye Yichen really understood him, and he could see through the little thoughts he wanted him to leave behind.

It's just that Ye Yichen has clearly stated that it is impossible, and he dare not raise this slim hope again.

The two faced each other speechlessly, and Song Yu kept looking at Ye Yichen with eyes mixed with various emotions, Ye Yichen felt a little irritable.Stroking up the long bangs on his forehead, Ye Yichen calmed down, took out the penis from his wallet, took a photo with his mobile phone, and sent it to Song Yu on WeChat.

"I sent my card number, remember to transfer the money these two days." Ye Yichen picked up the phone and shook it in front of Song Yu's eyes, indicating that he had sent the picture of the card number.

Song Yu stared blankly at Ye Yichen holding his mobile phone in front of him, and then he nodded his head with difficulty as if he had realized it.

Ye Yichen had basically never taken money from Song Yu for so many years, so he was a little embarrassed to suddenly have to take a lot of money.Although it was originally his money, Ye Yichen still felt a little weird.

Fortunately, the sound of the doorbell rang saved Ye Yichen.

Hearing the doorbell ring, Ye Yichen stood up and opened the door.Outside is the courier from the courier company, wearing professional courier clothes, just met Ye Yichen face to face, the other party was stunned, and Ye Yichen was also stunned.

Fuck, isn't this the kid who molested that day? !

Before Ye Yichen could react, the little boy grabbed Ye Yichen's arm, "Hey, it's you! Why haven't you contacted me? I've been waiting for your call for several days!"

Ye Yichen looked confused, and then he vaguely remembered that the child did write his contact information on the card when he left.But he just threw it in the trash can... It's just this situation, let Ye Yichen say.

I saw the little boy still holding Ye Yichen's arm, and muttering with half-closed eyes: "Forget it, anyway, I met you again this time, so don't even think about running away. Give me your phone number." Me, I just got paid recently, and I'll treat you to dinner."

Ye Yichen was dumbfounded again.

In the living room, Song Yu heard the sound from the entrance was wrong, walked over, and saw a handsome boy with a bit of evil pulling him

Ye Yichen didn't let go of his arm...

Before he could figure out what was going on, Song Yu's actions made a decision before his thoughts.

Song Yu took a step forward, pulled Ye Yichen into his arms, frowned at the boy in front of him, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong, Chen?" He stared at the boy at the door with unfriendly eyes.

Before Ye Yichen realized what was going on, Song Yu pulled him into his arms.Ye Yichen came out of Song Yu's arms calmly, shrugged, "It's nothing, this kid, cough, I know him. I did him a little favor last time."

Hearing what Ye Yichen said, Song Yu was still dissatisfied. He held Ye Yichen's arm and wanted Ye Yichen to give him a detailed explanation.Ye Yichen shook off Song Yu's hand, and waved to let the little boy in, "Tsk, your company sent you up alone? It's a bit heavy, can you handle it?"

The boy glared at Song Yu who was standing in front of him, patted his chest with the words "XX express company", and followed Ye Yichen with a little pride: " Hmph, don't look down on me! My abs are not for nothing! How many things can you have, too many for me to handle? Also, my name is Liang Qi, my phone number is 139XXXXXXX, you Remember it!"

After reciting his phone number, Liang Qi was still worried, and added, "Well, I don't think you can remember it anyway, so you can leave your number to me later, and I'll treat you to dinner when you're free."

Ye Yichen wanted to laugh when he heard Liang Qi muttering behind him like a little peacock spreading its tail.When they arrived at the bedroom, Ye Yichen pointed to the big bag of scattered things on the floor and showed it to Liang Qi, "Can you get this pile down?"

Looking at the nylon bag as tall as a person, Liang Qi was dumbfounded.He widened his eyes and asked Ye Yichen, "What's in it?"

Ye Yichen laughed, it was filled with books he had bought for so many years, clothes he no longer wanted to wear, and other messy things.He touched the old-fashioned nylon bag with his foot, and sighed pretendingly, "Oh, I called and said that the thing might be a bit heavy, and I asked two people from your company to lift it down, but you came alone, who can blame it? "After speaking, he looked at Liang Qi bitterly, Liang Qi looked at such a big bag of things, and looked bitterly at Ye Yichen.

Seeing Liang Qi standing there frowning and thinking hard, Ye Yichen felt that he had some bad tastes, and when he saw Liang Qi, he wanted to bully him.It's not his fault, who made Liang Qi look like an unscrupulous ruffian, but from time to time he showed a naive and stupid look, which was amused.

The author has something to say:

Ah, a new character finally appeared, the anxious father.

Thanks man for the collection! !

The little ones must work harder!

In other words, fleeting years are unfavorable. Some time ago, the mobile phone was broken, and the computer was broken again. After the mobile phone was repaired, it is now broken again...

Is there any help?