Sensory Hunting ABO

Near midnight, the dinner party is over.The driver had already parked the car in front of the hotel and waited.

Yan Yi got into the car, raised his left hand and glanced at his watch.At this time, the rear door was opened, and the summer night's hot wind poured into the car.

"Give me a ride, don't drive after drinking." Xue Sizhao didn't mean to discuss it, and got into the carriage without the owner's permission.

Yan Yi didn't seem to be surprised by this, and told the driver: "Go to Jingtai Mountain Villa first."

In the car, only the crackling sound of the air conditioner can be heard.

"Yan Yi, I won't talk about you. You are too indecisive in this matter." Xue Sizhao broke the silence, rarely without a hippie smile, with a rare serious expression, "I was wrong at the time."

"Are you here to tell me what to do and what not to do?" Yan Yi looked at him, "I have criteria for judging."

Xue Sizhao smiled, shrugged his shoulders like a playboy, and spread his hands casually, "You better know."

Yan Yi did not speak.

Another long silence.

Xue Sizhao suddenly remembered something, his face changed in a second, and he smiled and said: "Xiaoyi, it's your birthday in two days, what do you want my brother to give you?"

"You're only a month older than me."

"You are also a big brother one month older. You have been thinking about how to steal birthday presents from me every year when you are young. You are really three years old, and you have the potential to be a profiteer when you were young. What's the matter now? Don't cheat me?"

"It's not a birthday." Yan Yi waved his hands outward, like chasing away mosquitoes.

"I'm wondering, why don't you show the vigor of fighting wits and courage with me when you were a child?" Xue Sizhao asked the bottom line, "Why do you become more boring as you grow older?"

"Why are you like a noisy gong?"

Xue Sizhao praised: "This sentence sounds so meaningful, it's a bit like that."

Yan Yi clicked his tongue.

After hanging up the phone, Luo Xichuan still didn't realize how bold he had said.The meaning of this sentence in his heart is about the same as confessing to Yan Yi, and confessing to Yan Yi is one of his habits.It's not a bad habit, and there's no need to correct it.

He threw the tissue on the bedside table indiscriminately, feeling his body limp into a dough, or melted into a puddle of water.He felt very happy.It seemed that Yan Yi was by his side.

Luo Xichuan suddenly thought, if he told Yan Yi about Pei Xu humiliating him today, would Yan Yi comfort him?He didn't regard this as a big deal, but isn't falling in love just making a big fuss about everything, so as to make the other party feel pain.

Making a fuss over a molehill is the right of a person in love, for a lover

Thinking of falling in love, Luo Xichuan curled up under the blanket and started laughing.He also doesn't know what kind of relationship they have now, maybe it's a kindness, maybe it's a family relationship, or maybe there's a little bit of love.Luo Xichuan got out of the bed with one hand, and pulled out a white T-shirt from under the pillow.It belongs to Yan Yi.Luo Xichuan secretly took it from Yan Yi's closet before leaving.Yan Yi has a lot of clothes, even if he takes a T-shirt, he won't be noticed.

Luo Xichuan put the T-shirt close to his nose, trying to find clues about Yan Yi's pheromone.At this time, he suddenly remembered something that happened when he was in boarding school.From this, I thought that if he told Yan Yi about Pei Xu's insulting him, Yan Yi would not comfort him.Yan Yi is a very temperamental person.

Luo Xichuan didn't know if something was stuck on him, "I'm an honest person, come and bully me", anyway, after escaping the bullying from the orphanage, Luo Xichuan was forced to endure the bullying from the boarding school .As a new transfer student, he has never studied and lived with other students.Lacking bonds and being alone, he became a new target for the "little bully" in their grade.

At that time, Luo Xichuan was still young, and experienced a series of changes at the age when he needed to be cared for, and his personality became very withdrawn.His silence undoubtedly made him more like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in the eyes of the perpetrator.Soon, the petty fights of you pushing and shoving gradually escalated, and later turned into gang fights.

Finally, one day, Luo Xichuan was blocked after school.A few bullies gather together and form a circle, kicking and kicking each other.They are also children not much older than Luo Xichuan, and their common behavior makes them reckless and indulgent.Until one of the children saw Luo Xichuan's nosebleed, which was the same color as the setting sun, blood red and blood red.One person was scared out of his wits, and the others were also hesitant to continue.Finally, like birds and beasts scattered.

Luo Xichuan blankly watched them run away.The indifference in his eyes is rarely seen in the eyes of children, and this kind of indifference usually appears in the eyes of livestock.This is the indifference that cannot control life.

Then, Luo Xichuan discovered that the plastic lunch box in the small cloth bag had been kicked into pieces.He kept the cloth bag in front of him just now, and the lunch box inside was his shield to withstand the attack.

The head teacher knew what happened as soon as he saw Luo Xichuan like this.When she inspected Luo Xichuan's body, the large and small bruises were spread on the fine white skin, which was shocking.Such scars cannot be produced by bumping and touching.

The head teacher contacted Yan Yi.Yan Yi's number was left in the contact person column.

The homeroom teacher originally thought that it would be Luo Xichuan's uncle who came, after all, he had a different surname and was also the parent.But the moment she saw Yan Yi with her own eyes, she knew she had made a mistake.This person can't possibly be uncle.Too young, only about ten years old, still a boy, but already sharp enough to show his edge.His coercion can be felt a few meters away.No parent is like this.

He behaved in every way inappropriately, but he just seemed impatient, as if he had to come to school because he had to.In fact, she doesn't care much about Luo Xichuan.

The teacher in charge took a look at Luo Xichuan, who had drooping eyelids, as if being forced to stand.Both hands gripped the fabric of the trousers, tighter and tighter.Luo Xichuan should be very afraid of Yan Yi.

Yan Yi didn't even glance at Luo Xichuan from the corner of his eye, "You asked me to come, what's the matter?"

The class teacher had no doubt that if she didn't give an answer worthy of being heard, the young man in front of her would turn around and leave soon.She hurriedly said: "Mr. Yan, hello, may I ask if you are from Xichuan..."

"……uncle."

Yan Yi's two sword eyebrows also seemed to have a temper, and at the same time as he said this address, they were twisted together in an unpleasant way.