The wealthy young master is a money fan

Yan Heng had a good reason, and Pei Qian and the others saw that they were hugging each other tightly, it was really not good.

But just waiting like this is not an option. If the lumbar sprain has not been dealt with, it will definitely become more and more serious.

Seeing that Yan Heng waited for a long time but did not get better, Pei Ji spoke again:

"Take your hand away, and I will move aside so as not to touch you."

Yan Heng hugged the person and did not let go, closing his eyes 'like a spring':

"No, I just found out that my elbow was knocked too, so I can't move."

With his head buried on the side of Pei Ji's neck, Yan Heng's nose moved, and he smelled a faint fragrance. He couldn't tell if it was the scent of Pei Ji's shampoo, or the smell of laundry detergent left on his clothes.

Yan Heng has no time to think about what it smells like now, he just thinks it smells good.

After hearing what he said, Pei Ji paused, took his hand away with his backhand, and rolled to the side supporting his shoulder.

If you still don't understand that Yan Heng is pretending, Pei Ji is really stupid.

Whose reflex arc will grow like this, and it took so long to react with the elbow.

When Pei Ji was struggling, Yan Heng cried out the pain and refused to let go, Pei Ji slapped the back of his hand hard before letting go.

Yan Heng turned his head to look at Pei Ji, and his tone was quite aggrieved:

"Little Dean, my back hurts."

Pei Ji turned over and sat beside him, staring at him with a little annoyance in his eyes:

"Forget it if it hurts to death!"

Just now when Yan Heng said that his back was hurting, Pei Ji was really worried about him with his breathless tone.

The results are all pretense.

Everyone was fine, and while he was relieved, Pei Ji was annoyed at being teased again, his emotions were written all over his face, and his face turned pale and red again.

Seeing Pei Ji's appearance, Yan Heng knew that he had finished the act. He was serious for a second, half sat up with his hands on the ground, touched his waist, and said to himself: "Hey, it seems that it doesn't hurt anymore."

Pei Ji looked at the vicious person in front of him for a while, then stood up, walked out with a stinky face.

Before taking two steps, Pei Ji's hand was grabbed by Yan Heng.

Pei Ji's eyebrows twitched, and he glanced at him coldly with downcast eyes, and said coldly:

"Let go."

Yan Heng stood up from the ground vigorously and vigorously. It looked like his waist didn't hurt anymore, and his hands didn't hurt anymore, and he could coax five little principals in one breath.

Yiyan let go, Yan Heng looked at Pei Ji and whispered, "Are you angry?"

Pei Ji turned his face away, expressionless: "No."

Seeing his reaction, Yan Heng added two words to him in his heart

Weird.

Yan Heng's expression was serious, and his tone was sincere: "You suddenly pushed me up, I twisted my waist just now, I'm not lying to you, or look..."

The man was about to lift his clothes to show him his waist while he was talking, Pei Ji took a small step back cautiously: "I don't want to look."

Yan Heng didn't want to really lift up his clothes, he twisted his waist so non-professionals wouldn't be able to see anything, after hearing Pei Ji's words, his hands paused, his eyes were deep and focused: "Then trust me, don't be angry gone."

Meeting his gaze, Pei Ji pursed her lips, then looked away from him, and picked up the pump by the table without saying a word.

Knowing that he just calmed down, Yan Heng heaved a sigh of relief.

When the two of them sat down to pump up the balloon again, Yan Heng's eyes always drifted to Pei Ji who was two or three meters away from him.

Seeing Pei Ji's faintly red ears and neck, the corners of Yan Heng's mouth lifted up almost imperceptibly.

The small yard is unexpectedly pleasant.

The skin is also surprisingly thin.

……

Not all the employees of the Angel House live in the courtyard, and many nights they will go home from get off work, so the children's birthdays are lively and lively at noon without waiting until the evening.

After taking the group photo, Pei Ji's phone rang, and it was Shu Pan calling.

After glancing at the noisy crowd preparing the cake, Pei Ji went out with her mobile phone.

When Yan Heng turned around, he found that Pei Ji had disappeared at some point. When he opened the door to look for him, he heard a few low sobbing sounds keenly after walking a few steps.

Amidst the noise of children sharing cakes in the background, the weeping was like the whimpering of a kitten, easily missed if one didn't listen carefully.

Yan Heng was taken aback for a moment - who was crying?

Turning the direction of his feet, Yan Heng followed the sound to find it.

Pushing open the half-covered door in the corridor next to him, the sound of sobbing stopped abruptly, Yan Heng squinted his eyes slightly, and after adapting to the changes in the ambient light, he saw Lu Lexing sitting in the stairwell with his legs bent and his hands hugging his knees.

Knowing that everyone in the courtyard was happily eating and sharing cakes, Lu Lexing, who was crying secretly to avoid everyone in the empty corridor, did not expect anyone to come.

Lifting his head from his arms, looking at Yan Heng who suddenly appeared, Lu Lexing forgot to react for a moment, and stared at him blankly.

Yan Heng clearly saw the lingering teardrops in Lu Lexing's eyes and the tear stains on his face, and after a moment of daze, he subconsciously closed the door behind his back.

"Xiao Lu?" Yan Heng softened his voice, walked up to Lu Lexing and squatted down: "Why are you crying here alone?"

Yan Heng bumped into him with a crying face, Lu Lexing felt awkward and embarrassed because he had a stronger personality, after all he was a big boy, it was not cool to return the golden beans.

Raising his hand to wipe his face indiscriminately twice, Lu Lexing turned his face away to avoid Yan Heng's eyes, and said stiffly: "I didn't cry, you read it wrong."

Seeing this, Yan Heng didn't care whether the floor was dirty or not, sat down next to Lu Lexing, put his long legs that had nowhere to rest, and nodded: "Okay, I was wrong, then I'll sit here with you for a while .”

The little Lu Lexing turned his head to look at him, saw that he was looking in front of him and had no intention of speaking, so he endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and said awkwardly: "Won't you comfort me?"

Yan Heng: "You didn't cry, why should I comfort you?"

Lu Lexing: "..."

At his age, Lu Lexing had never met an adult like Yan Heng who didn't play cards according to routines. He was speechless for a while, and he puffed his cheeks to get sullen.

Yan Heng didn't urge him, just sat quietly with him like this, with that idle posture, as if he came to admire the moon.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Lexing, with his chin resting on his knees, suddenly said in a muffled voice, "I miss my home."

Today, Lu Lexing's friends were happily celebrating their birthday in the house, which reminded him of his birthday in chaos a few months ago.

He failed to eat the ninth birthday cake.

Avoiding the lively crowd, hiding here and crying secretly, it was because he was emotionally touched by the scene, he missed his parents.

No matter how good the Angel House is, no matter how enthusiastic the children are, they can't compare to their parents.

Yan Heng turned to look at him, nine-year-old Lu Lexing bent his knees and hugged himself into a ball, he looked so small.

Sighing, Yan Heng put his arms around his shoulders, let him lean on himself, gently raised his hands to pat his head, and said in a low voice: "Cry, no matter how old you are, it's not shameful to be homesick and shed tears."

Lu Lexing obediently leaned on Yan Heng's body, but his mouth was flattened, dissatisfied:

"How do you comfort people? Don't others always say don't cry, why do you..."

Lu Lexing's voice became lower and lower, and finally became choked up.

He wanted to complain forcefully, but Lu Lexing couldn't stop his tears from falling down like beads from a disconnected thread.

After venting for a while, Lu Lexing buried her face in Yan Heng's arm, and cried in a crying voice, "You can't tell other people that I'm crying... I'm crying."

Yan Heng patted his head and nodded: "Well, this is a secret between the two of us."

Lu Lexing groaned for a while, and waited until the sad mood passed, then rubbed on Yan Heng's clothes twice, wiped away his tears and raised his head.

Yan Heng's clothes were already soaked by Lu Lexing's tears, and there was a dark spot of water.

Yan Heng didn't even look at his clothes, but looked straight at Lu Lexing whose nose was red from crying: "Is it better?"

After crying, the grievance and sadness in his heart were diluted a lot, Lu Lexing nodded, and said softly, "Yes."

Yan Heng: "Do you still remember what Brother Pei Ji told you the first day you came here?"

Lu Lexing didn't answer this time.

Of course he remembered that Brother Pei Ji told him that the Angel House would be his home from now on.

Raising his hand to gently wipe away the tears on Lu Lexing's face, Yan Heng knelt down in front of him, looked into his wet eyes and said, "I know that Xiaolu is a big boy, but if there is any sadness in the future, don't be alone. People cried secretly, this is your home, and the people here are family members you can trust and rely on, if you have anything to say, you know."

Lu Lexing lowered his head: "But it's embarrassing to cry."

Yan Heng corrected him: "Not everything is shameful."

Yan Heng spoke in a soft voice, Lu Lexing somewhat understood

Sometimes crying is not shameful, and crying is not exclusive to girls.

Both adults and children have the right to cry.

Nine-year-old Lu Lexing was ignorant. After nodding, he soon became depressed again: "Brother Yan, is my father bad? My classmates at school stopped playing with me, saying that my father is a bad guy, and I am Little rascal."

Lu Lexing is already in elementary school, and he transferred to another school after coming to Angel's House, but the rumors spread the fastest, Nanfeng City is only so big, and his parents' matter was even in the news before, and the students from the new school The teacher has heard a little bit.

Catching rumors, not knowing how much they knew, some children talked nonsense to Lu Lexing, isolated and excluded him, saying that he was a little villain who would stab people with a knife when he grew up, and they didn't want to be friends with him.

It is said that children speak without restraint, but it is often the words and deeds of children who speak without scruples that hurt people the most.

After hearing Lu Lexing's words, Yan Heng frowned and said in a serious tone:

"Who said that?"

"No matter what, the grievances of adults have nothing to do with you as a child. We can't control other people's mouths, but you have to believe that you are not the kind of person they say, and neither is your father. You don't want any burden in your heart."

Yan Heng asked: "Or, do you also think that when you grow up, you will stab people with a knife?"

Lu Lexing shook his head like a rattle:

"I won't!"

Yan Heng nodded in satisfaction: "That's right."

"No one knows who you are better than yourself, and you never need to pay for other people's mistakes."

"In the face of those voices from the outside world, there is only one thing you need to do, and that is to try to outlive them all and slap them in the face with facts."

"Human potential is unlimited, as long as you don't get knocked down, what you're going through now will only make you stronger."

Facing Lu Lexing, Yan Heng did not comfort him like a child who didn't understand anything, comforting his parents was good, it was someone else's nonsense, let him not take it seriously, let him learn to tolerate and forgive.

Yan Heng told Lu Lexing that if the classmates are difficult to get along with, then ignore those people, treat them as if they do not exist, and resist exclusion and injustice.

For example, if someone outside dares to attack him, don't hesitate to return it without hesitation.

Weakness can be bullied, and it will only make those people worse.