Do not touch without permission

Yang Xiwo held a black gel pen in his white and jade-like hand, pointed at the frame diagram of Yang Jue's book with his round fingertips, and said in a soft voice: "You sort out the knowledge points again, and see if it is true or not. It's not a typo."

A young boy's pleasant and clear voice sounded outside the door: "Auntie, I'm looking for someone else."

"My little classmate, go in, he's inside."

"Ok."

Song Yuan stepped into Yang Jue's house firmly and firmly with his big feet, staring at the two people sitting next to each other on the desk and chair in the room with vicious eyes.Yang Jue, who was scratching his head and ears, was being softly pointed out by Yang Xiwo that there was something wrong with the frame drawing he had drawn.

It's really nice to study hard, but don't ask my boyfriend to help make up lessons!

Yang Xi felt an inexplicable cold gaze behind her, turned her head casually, opened her eyes slightly, and said in a slightly surprised tone, "Why are you here?"

"Come out, I have something to tell you."

Yang Xi felt that Song Yuan's eyes were a little angry, dull and puzzled, and followed Song Yuan out.He walked back to his home and asked softly, "Is the game over so soon?"

Song Yuan's slender body formed a huge shadow and approached him, pushing him against a heavy TV cabinet, suppressing his maddened mood, and whispered: "Why did you help him with his lessons?"

"Sister Yu, please."

"how long?"

"The whole vacation will be about ten days."

"then what do I do?"

"What do you want to do?" The corners of Yang Xi's mouth curled up slightly, and those twinkling eyes glowed beautifully, staring at Song Yuan's frowning brows.Thin, sword-like knuckles protruded to smooth Song Yuan's eyebrows, and he asked in a light voice, "Mind? Master Vinegar!"

"The key is that you two have been alone for so long, I'm just jealous, and you two are not related by blood." Seeing the tenderness between his brows and eyes, Song Yuan softened instantly, reached out and hugged Yang Xiwo's waist, and said firmly: "I feel that I am suddenly full of enthusiasm and determined to work hard. I want to learn..."

"you……"

Song Yuan took a deep breath, and the brows that were smoothed by the boy's fingers frowned again, and said fiercely: "Otherwise, I don't know what I would do if you two are alone like this, I might beat Yang Jue to death!"

Yang Xiwo smiled and said, "Brother Yuan, kiss me."

"Huh? Why do we have to kiss every time we talk about something? Let's talk about something, finish it, don't try to divert my attention..." Song Yuan was seduced by Yang Xi's close lips, He said no, but still couldn't help kissing her a few times, and continued: "I don't care, I want to study."

Yang Xi gently stroked Song Yuan's lips with my fingertips, slightly pursed her lips and nodded, with a slight smile on her face and said: "Okay, I will kill myself."

Song Yuan snorted coldly: "I am a great and sacred guardian of love."

"Okay, Guardian, I'll take you to buy materials for next semester."

"Aren't you going to help him make up lessons?"

"Yes, let him study by himself first, organize his notes, and I'll check when I come back."

Yang Xi, I'm going to go out with Song Yuan, which scares Aunt Yu.She thought to herself, Yang Xi, I'm not going to give up Yang Jue, am I?Aunt Yu panicked and said, "You little me..."

"I'll be back later, Sister-in-law Yu, you supervise Yang Jue's drawing of the frame." Yang Xi told me a few times before running out of the door and meeting Song Yuan who was waiting outside.

The phones of the two were vibrating badly, and they took them out at the same time to see that the four boys who were playing games scolded Song Yuan in the group.

Zhu Jun: Old Song, I will blow your head off next time we meet.

Kan Long: You, Lao Zhu, can't beat Lao Song.

Zhong Fulai: I called more than 20 people to beat him!

Zhang Yunfeng: Boss Song is too unkind, the game let us dove.

Yang Xi gave a sideways glance at Song Yuan who was full of smirks, put his hand in Song Yuan's generous palm, and said with a chuckle, "Brother Yuan, it seems that you have offended many people for studying."

Song Yuan held his hand tightly, and replied in the group with a smile: I don't want to play with you guys, I want to learn, my goal is to be No.1!

The group exploded in an instant, and the message emoticons were exported frantically.

Yang Xi, I saw the five words "Sprint No.1" with deep meaning, stretched out my other hand and patted Song Yuan's forehead, and said sharply: "You say that again?"

Song Yuande said: "What's wrong with saying that? How ambitious you are to sprint to No. 1!"

The way to the bookstore is not convenient to drive, so the two chose to take the bus to the bookstore to buy materials.It was raining a little bit outside, pattering, and the air was getting colder.After getting off the bus, the two ran into the door of the bookstore.There were thin, cold raindrops all over their heads and bodies, and they shook the little drops of water on their bodies before entering the bookstore.

There are not many people in the bookstore, and it is sparse, but some high school students are sitting on the clean floor reading novels, and a few children are reading children's books, but there are no people in the learning material area.

"Brother Yuan, you go and read the jokes, and I'll help you choose."

"Damn it, am I just a joker in your eyes?"

"Ok!"

"Okay, then I'm leaving, I'll come and find you later." As he spoke, Song Yuan looked around and saw that there was no one around, held Yang Xi and kissed my fair face, and ran away happily.

Song Yuan grabbed a magazine and flipped through it casually, and curiously walked around the novel area full of high school students on the floor. They were all fantasy novels about cultivating immortals, and some detective novels.

A slender girl with ponytail stood on tiptoe trying to get a book on the top shelf, but couldn't get it.She looked left and right, but she was too embarrassed to ask for help, and she was struggling there.

Song Yuan just felt that figure was a bit familiar, and seeing her jumping up to get the book in a panic, she was really worried for the girl.He thought about the effort of raising his hand, so he said softly: "Do you want me to help you?"

The girl looked back with a smile, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.The two stared blankly for a while, and called each other's name at the same time: "Song Yuan" and "Lin Shu".

Lin Shu sighed, two dimples formed around her mouth, her eyes were red and she said, "Long time no see."

Seeing that her eye sockets were red, Song Yuan asked hoarsely, "Are you okay?"

Lin Shu nodded happily and said, "Well, this year my mother said that she will come back to apply for a certificate, so I will follow."

Song Yuan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and said with concern: "Have you brought your mobile phone? I'll give you my contact information. If you..."

Lin Shu shook her head, smiled lightly, and said with moist eyes, "It's really fine... Song Yuan, I'll be back for a few days, and I'll be leaving in a few days."

"So where did you go to high school?"

Lin Shu shook her head lightly, her lips pursed into crimson, and said, "The family has no money, and I'm already working. How are Jun Jun and Kan Long?"

Song Yuan said with a little embarrassment: "They are just the same."

"I have never had a chance to say thank you to you, but I don't want to come back, and I don't want to recall the past, I'm sorry."

When Yang Xiwo picked out the materials, he saw that Song Yuan was talking to a pretty girl. He talked for a long time, with a serious look on his face.He didn't approach, just leaned against the bookshelf and waited quietly.After they chatted for a long time, Song Yuan waved goodbye to her.When Song Yuan turned his head and saw him, he seemed relieved, and walked over to put his hand on Yang Xiwo's shoulder.

Song Yuan asked: "Is the book selected?"

"Ok!"

After Song Yuan paid, the two stood at the door of the bookstore, the rain seemed to be getting heavier, and the cold seeped into the skin.Song Yuan said in a low voice, "Let's go eat something hot to warm up."

"it is good."

"There's a snack bar nearby, I'll take you there to eat." As he spoke, Song Yuan showed a slight smile on his brows, put the book on top of Yang Xiwo's head, and took Yang Xiwo to run in the rain.

The weather is a bit cold, and there are a lot of people coming to this snack bar.Their main dessert is famous for its ginger and milk dessert, which has the effect of dispelling cold.Song Yuan ordered a few snacks, and Yang Xi said softly, "Don't order too much, it's almost dinner time."

"Okay, just three."

The two sat quietly in the shop, Song Yuan took out a few paper towels to help Yang Xiwo wipe the rain from my hair and clothes, and she also wiped the cold rain from her body.

Yang Xiwo's bright eyes focused on Song Yuan, who had a slightly heavy face, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I just remembered some unhappy things in the past, um..." Song Yuan pondered for a while, then whispered softly: "I used to almost beat someone to death..."

Yang Xiwo stared fixedly at Song Yuan with a dignified expression, a little surprised.Although it was annoying when I met Song Yuan for the first time, I can strongly feel that he is not bad at heart.Yang Xi asked me curiously: "Is it impulsive? Or intentional?"

"It's all there. I have wanted to kill that guy for a long time. The girl I met just now is called Lin Shu. She used to be the class flower of our class. She looks good." Song Yuan took a deep breath, played with the tissue with his fingers, and continued: "We Many boys in Ban liked her at the time, and I liked her too. Lao Zhu had a crush on her for many years. I was not familiar with Lao Zhu before, but only met in the third year of junior high school. Ban Hua is good-looking, kind-hearted, and very quiet, but her grades are not very good. Boys like her, but girls naturally hate her. She has no friends. There are several annoying boys in her grade who always harass her. She dare not tell others. She has been bullied for more than a year. She saw it once, and saved her. Afterwards, those boys got worse, and even got into trouble with her even more when they got home, and almost had an accident. I was so angry with Laozhu and Hanhan, I beat those boys to death. I just beat the scum who took the lead, he I was taken to the hospital."

Yang Xi asked me, "Why didn't you ask the parents to communicate with the teacher?" Yang Xi, I have a deep understanding that Yang Sheng is unable to help him, but the teacher can still help.When he was bullied before, he always looked for a teacher.

"It has something to do with the money in that scumbag's family. Banhua lives with his mother. It's very hard. The teacher trained the scumbag casually, and the scumbag became even more rampant. No one dared to touch him."

"Is that class of flowers all right?"

"How could she be good. She was harassed by those bastards, girls laughed at her, boys liked to talk about her more, she became very gloomy, and she didn't even take the high school entrance examination." Song Yuan frowned, but after thinking about it, he said with a smile : "However, she said that she is fine now, she has taught herself English, and plans to work in Southeast Asia."

Song Yuan will always remember the darkness in the detention center, young and frivolous and ignorant, impulsive and senseless.He is very rebellious. Has anyone taken care of him since he was a child, let alone his father.Facing the scolding and yelling alone, he still collapsed fearlessly on the cold ground of the detention center.

Even though the weather was very hot, his heart was extremely cold.

He didn't know if it was worth it for him to work so hard for a girl, but if he didn't help her, he might feel guilty all his life.

When his father's two slaps came down, he didn't want to cry at all, his heart was very calm and comfortable.In the eyes of his father, he will always be just a bad boy, causing trouble.Apart from grades, father seems to have nothing to judge a person's good or bad.

He is often in that empty house, listening to English listening alone, talking to himself, wanting to find his mother, wanting to find the sister who often bickers with him.

He sometimes feels that he is not redundant in this world.The dinner at other people's houses is very lively. He ate two bowls by himself, and there was a lot of food left over.From morning to night, he was the only voice.

Song Yuan spooned a piece of coconut milk and handed it to Yang Xi, and said with a smile, "Try this, it's delicious, made of milk, not too sweet."

Yang Xi I lowered my head and opened my mouth to hold a small piece of milk, swallowed it down and nodded, and said, "It's delicious, but it's a bit cold. Brother Yuan, don't let me eat it all the time."

"Why did I ask my son to eat more?"

Yang Xiwo gritted her teeth, patted Song Yuan's forehead with her pink palm, and stared at him.

"Then I will learn how to do it, and I will cook it for you later."

"You can do it?"

Song Yuan said bluntly: "No, learn! No one is born to be able to make it, just like no one is born to be able to make egg rolls."

"You won't be able to eat what I made in your life."

Song Yuan got excited in an instant, and said with a smile, "Hey, do you still want to live with me for the rest of your life? Very good, I like this realization!"

"A lot of gossip."

"Not everyone can hear brother's flirtatious words..." Song Yuan tickled his fingers meaningfully, and smiled into Yang Xi's ear and said, "Brother's flirtatious words are just for you to hear."