On the Formation of a Pseudo Stand-In

The hand stayed on the lips for a second and then withdrew, but Ye Luo's ears were itchy and hot because of the touch, so he raised his hand and rubbed it uncomfortably.

The boss came over with a plate, whistled at Ye Luo, who was bowing his head, and asked jokingly, "Did you?"

He raised his head and glanced at it, ignored him, looked over the table in the boy's direction, and saw the enthusiasm in the boy's eyes.

But except for the eyes stuck to the plate, he didn't show any eagerness in the rest of the place, and sat upright.

Looking at his serious appearance, Ye Luo felt as if his heels were on the ground.

The other party didn't hate this place, nor did he insist on it, and seemed to be quite happy.

Probably because the other party has been his only friend for so many years, Ye Luo freshly enjoys the feeling of being happy for the other party's good mood.

The young man was obviously eager to try, but he didn't know if it was the so-called "top student"'s reserve. He took two bowls in a leisurely manner, raised his hand, and carefully removed the meat from the bamboo stick.

Originally, you and I rotated one by one, but after a moment of hesitation in the middle, I packed the remaining few skewers in a bowl.

Pushing the bowl stacked into a hill in front of Ye Luo, the young man seemed very satisfied with his thoughtful behavior: "Eat quickly, just like you are now, you have to jump to see everything, and you are afraid that you will be blown away by the wind if you don't hold hands when you walk. .”

At first, Ye Luo stared at the leisurely appearance of his fingers moving slightly without blinking, thinking that everyone here would eat as soon as they grabbed it, always get their hands full of oil, and would take a few sips of beer from time to time, how could they eat meat? The skewers all look... nice.

Ye Luo always couldn't find an appropriate adjective to describe him, maybe because he didn't read enough books, maybe because he was different from the people he knew before, so he felt that there was no other description except good-looking or good-looking.

As a result, such a good-looking person not only came here to eat at the same table with him, but also used such good-looking hands to make everything good for him.

Staring at the bowl full of meat, Ye Luo seemed to have knocked over the bottle in his heart, the sticky sweetness, and the warmth rising rapidly, made his eyes sore as he had never been treated like this before, so he had to desperately Blink and blink.

In order to cover up, his mouth was still unconvinced: "You can't blame me for jumping up, who told you to hide the paper so quickly?"

Seeing the thin child obediently pick up the chopsticks and put the meat into his mouth, the satisfied boy lazily replied: "It's your fault that you are not sincere enough, and you look reluctant. I don't want to lose face. No matter what , this is your punishment."

Ye Luo was a little anxious, before chewing a piece of meat in his mouth, he swallowed it with a stiff neck: "Aren't you going to tell me my name?"

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Seeing the other party choking twice, the boy frowned slightly, and then he eased his brows and eyes, "How long is the punishment... wait until you grow taller and fatter."

Seeing that the other party was blushing from choking just now, the boy added worriedly: "But don't overeat! Don't, when the time comes, holding you is like dragging a shot put."

Ye Luo blinked and listened earnestly. He didn't even care about the other party's banter, so he hummed solemnly.

Because he usually ate less, he was full now after just two mouthfuls, but looking at the whole bowl that the other party had made specially for him, and pursing his lips, Ye Luo began to eat mouthful after mouthful.

The discomfort of being stuffed after a full stomach is naturally insignificant.

Besides, he hasn't eaten this food for a long time. He loved coming here when he was a child, and the fat shopkeeper knew that he would come here with something in his hands in less than a week, and he was willing to tolerate his credit.

Of course, it may also be due to the legendary awesome father.

Ye Luo was eating, but at the same time he confirmed with confidence: "Then when that happens, you must tell me...don't lie to me."

"Yeah." The boy frowned, feeling that the kid was obedient again now, and he wasn't as stupid as before.

It's cute, he thought, but it's just that the bamboo pole looks uncomfortable, and every time he stares at him, his heart twitches because of the pitifulness.

Ye Luo didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he stuffed his cheeks to the brim, so that when a group of zombies came, he could shoot peas.

I have a friend. He didn't really feel real until he was full. His heart was warm, and he was so excited that he could tremble immediately when he pressed the switch.

He even wanted to stand up and announce it to the world, but it was just a thought.

He didn't intend to tell anyone, he just wanted to hide his only friend, after all, many times, when he publicized it, it might mean that he was about to lose it.

After all, there were those whispering alley people, Ye Luo didn't dare to take risks, and he didn't want to let the other party bear anything, what if he was scared away?

I will do it secretly, Ye Luo secretly decided in his heart, no one would want to hurt him.

After swallowing the whole bowl of meat without interruption, Ye Luo raised his head like a kitten inviting a reward.

Seeing this, the young man raised the corners of his lips, pulled the toilet paper and pressed it to the corner of his mouth, Ye Luo hurriedly took it, and wiped it vigorously.

He was so hard that he was almost bald, so he had the nerve to look at the young man, and saw him sitting there with a smile, isolated from the hustle and bustle around him, and he was not infected at all.

As he was watching, he saw the young man waving his hand to invite the shopkeeper, and then he carried his schoolbag in front of him and rummaged through it.

After he took out the money, Ye Luo came to his senses, and his voice changed in panic: "What are you doing!"

The boy held the money in his hand, and said strangely: "Of course you should pay after the meal."

Ye Luo became even more anxious when he heard the words, and his tongue curled up: "I know...but...yes...I brought you here."

The young man handed the money to the fat man who had been eyeing him for a long time, turned his head and said solemnly: "You bring me here, and I will bring the money, and we will work together."

Seeing that the other party opened his mouth and wanted to say something, the boy sighed and asked, "Have you brought any money?"

"I... I can pay on credit!" Ye Luo insisted.

"That's just right," the young man nodded, "You credit me with me, and I'll come to you someday when I run out of money."

When Ye Luo heard it, before he could react, he heard the other party say loudly: "That's it, I want to enjoy the feeling of being a second-time creditor. Shh, stop talking, be obedient."

What he wanted to say was blocked by the other party's helpless and doting sound, Ye Luo just shut up and didn't say anything.

After tens of seconds of silence, he finally opened his mouth and said softly but firmly: "I will pay you back."

"Well, don't worry." The boy smiled, "I'm right here, and I don't know how to run."

Ignoring the shopkeeper's half-smile, Ye Luo followed behind the young man and obediently walked out the door.

The long-lost feeling of fullness, coupled with the ironing of the conversation just now, Ye Luo even felt that even this place became cute, and the dirty old dog lying next to the sewer was like a painting.

The young man walked with his back straight and hummed an unknown tune, bringing this perennially eclipsed world to life.

How nice, Ye Luo thought, how nice he is, very nice.

So good that I dare not go to him.

Just as he was thinking, the young man stretched out his hand from his pocket, lifted it back, and stared at the white and slender fingers, Ye Luo was stunned.

Then, he put his hand on it carefully, but as soon as he put it on, he was grasped tightly and was dragged forward several steps.

"Remember to walk where I can see you." The boy said, "I'm afraid you will get lost."

The noon sun was overwhelming, the boy glanced at his watch under the light, and asked, "Are you going home?"

Ye Luo shook his head vigorously.

His home can't be called home at all, and no one cares whether he goes back or not. The reason why he goes back peacefully after wandering around every day is just because it's the same everywhere.

But now, he looked up at the young man, and suddenly he had a place where he wanted to stay.

"Then, come back to school with me?" The young man felt a little helpless, "Aren't you tired of standing outside every day? Otherwise, you can find a place to sit, and I will find you after class."

After hearing this, Ye Luo shook his head so fast that he was about to shake out a double image.

No, he thought, I just want to stay with you, or what if you run away.

However, he was naturally embarrassed to say this, so he buried himself in an excuse: "I...I still have to study."

The boy was amused by his words, rubbed the top of his head with his free hand a few times, feeling the touch of his palm, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help asking, "Your family...why don't you go to school?" What? If I were you, my mother wouldn’t even burn incense, and you’d be sure to pay the tuition on me.”

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly added: "I'll just ask casually, and you don't have to answer me if you don't want to say anything."

Ye Luo's palms were sweating for a moment, but the surface was still normal. He raised his head and smiled softly: "My family is too poor... I don't want to cause trouble, I just listen outside the window."

Seeing him squinting and smiling softly, the young man held his hand tightly, and after a long silence, he said softly, "It's okay."

"It's okay, everything will be fine."

"Hey." As if to ease the atmosphere, he raised his voice a little, looking excited, "I saw something interesting in a book a while ago, and I wanted to tell you about it."

"It is said that if a person's desire is very strong, the universe will know about it." The young man smiled, "Whatever you want, you will attract it."

"Isn't it amazing?"

Ye Luo pretended not to notice his blunt switch, blinked, subconsciously believed his words.

In that case... can I secretly think that I will never lose this friend?

Thinking of this, he clenched his little hands tighter.

"Having said that, I think of a miraculous thing." In order to ease the other party's emotions, the boy was still rambling, "I was in class today, and when I fell asleep, I seemed to be looking for something in my dream."

"I've been looking for it for a long time. I don't know what I'm looking for, and I can't find it anyway. I'm so irritated. I was so irritated that I woke up. I was staring out the window to calm down, and your head popped out."

"Really, it's so mysterious." Recalling that scene, the boy's mood rose again, and he held his hands tightly, "I don't know if your way of appearing is too funny, I won't be bothered right away."

"Maybe I was obsessed by that dream. At that time, three big characters popped up in my mind..."

"found it."

The author has something to say:

It’s been raining every day and it’s chilly, hold my little blanket tight qwq

Thanks to the little angels who saw this >3