You don’t understand the happiness of pseudo-A

"Forget it, did you really forget about me?" Zhou Chuang's eyes were raised and he still had single eyelids. When he was concentrating on a person, he looked like he was examining a prisoner without getting angry. Dry Lips "See You Before?"

"Let me give you a hint, the house next door you moved to when you were five or six years old." Zhou Chuang sighed, the little friend he missed not only did not remember the childhood agreement, but also completely forgot his existence.

"Impossible, the next door to my house used to be a weak little cutie, and he..." The conversation stopped in summer, and the gender hadn't been decided when I was a child. Everyone will think he is an Omega, squeeze the hazy childhood memories in the brain, the pot head, often bullied by others, his body is thin and timid, and his facial features are blurred if he is thinner, but he is no different from the one in front of him. People can't stand the number "Did you grow up taking medicine?" I can't help but say what I think.

"It's a little different from when I was a child, maybe I've grown taller." Zhou Chuang nodded and said.

This is not as simple as growing taller, the corners of the mouth can't help twitching, but there are too many slots and I don't know where to start, "Why are you talking now?"

"I thought... After getting along for a long time, you will feel familiar and think of me."

It's not normal to recognize it! !Xiang Yang roared inwardly, his face as steady as an old dog, "Ahem, although I don't associate you with your childhood, you are still very strong hahaha, very happy to meet again." on the head.

"What about the promise back then?" Zhou Chuang turned his head away.

Agreement?What agreement?Xiang Yang almost followed up and said what was in his heart, but fortunately, he stopped in time. It is understandable that his childhood partner had changed so much that he didn't recognize it. Could it be that what he had experienced together faded away? Let me ask Xiang Yang that he dared not openly hurt others.

"What are you talking about?" Lin Hua chatted with Yang Qing for a while against Ren Yi's eyes, and decided to go back to her seat and compare the injuries before she could understand that sunflowers are true love.

"It's nothing." Zhou Chuang turned his head and saw that there was nothing left, and put on a fierce cool cover again, gave up the chair and returned to his place to lie on his stomach and prepare to take a nap.

After the self-confession incident, Lin Hua had a little understanding of Zhou Chuang's psychology. After all, anyone who failed to confess his confession would change, and hoped that he could still be friends after a while.

"You are really timely." Xiang Yang shrugged his shoulders and leaned on the back of the chair discouraged.

"What am I missing?"

"No." It seemed that he didn't intend to press the book of Chinese class against the thin book that was spread out.

"That's right, it's said that the school hires basketball coaches. Tomorrow, the teams from Class 1 to Class 4 will draw lots to compete. One game in the morning and one game in the afternoon. People from the four classes will be selected to retrain to represent the school." Lin Hua conveyed. Ren Yi's words.

"no class?"

"It should mean that. It's great. I hope to be selected." Lin Hua was shy and couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Don't make that look at me."

"Hey~ You don't have unreasonable thoughts about me, do you?" He took a step back vigilantly.

"Get out! Don't disgust me." At least so far, it can be confirmed that he is not a pure AA love supporter.

When the class bell rang, he took out the notebook he had prepared and sat down in awe. Among the drowsy students who occasionally looked blank, there were many good students, and Xiang Yang was the most surprising.

Teacher Liu pushed his glasses to cover his thoughts, flipped through the book and continued to give lectures. After a whole day, the teachers in charge of each subject saw the changes in Xiangyang and took comfort in his heart, hoping to keep it going.

The time for serious study is running fast, and it is almost dusk. When I see that the time is still a self-study class away from the end of class, I take out my mobile phone, and there is a WeChat message an hour ago.

Yuan Ze: What do you want to eat tonight?

This is probably one of the benefits of falling in love, Xiang Yang thought about it and replied: You can do whatever you want, don't pick.

Maybe you just saw it over there, and almost instantly replied "Okay, boyfriend."

"Sunflower, what are you laughing at?" Lin Hua was puzzled.

"You read it wrong."

"It's impossible to read it wrong. Did you also read the post and find it funny?" Lin Hua hid her phone on the desk, blocked her view by the window with her body, and played recklessly.

Xiang Yang is at a loss.

Lin Hua thoughtfully opened the post, and handed it to Xiang Yang. After the last school bully picked up the post, another student with the surname x was rumored to be indiscriminate in checking the post. Although it was mosaic, it was easy to associate the words of acquaintances.

"Hey, why does your cheap brother's tricks remain the same for thousands of years? He is also thirteen or fourteen years old from junior high school to high school?"

The finger continued to slide down. The host posted a new short video 1 minute ago. The line of sight was swaying and there was an occluder similar to a candid shot. The scene was in the alley downstairs of Xiangyang’s house. The sound was far away, and Xiang Linglong was on the screen. The voice is full of emotion, I can only see Xiangyang's back, and finally Xiangyang leaves Xiang Linglong, accompanied by the daily life of a scumbag, it is quite sudden.

"If you don't have a face, just pretend you don't know." Xiang Yang turned off the interface and returned the phone.

"Sunflower! You can't continue to suffer!"

"You think I'm easy to bully?" One eyebrow was raised, eyes were haughty, and the corners of the lips rose slightly.

The catering industry near the office building in the industrial zone is booming, and the coffee shop is especially popular. As the evening approaches, there is still a lot of traffic.

Yuan Ze was sitting against the wall in the corner. He was dressed rigorously, unlike his usual casual clothes, with a childish and mature look.

"Where have you seen this man?" On the desktop was a photo of the man caught by the monitoring.

"It's an acquaintance." The mobile phone signal is not good, and there is no reply, Yuan Ze can't help picking it up to refresh.

"Well, it looks like my uncle." The person opposite was wearing a suit with no brand name, and his upper body was straight. It was Xiang Yang's father, Xiang Yan, accompanied by Secretary Liang.

"Ok?"

"It's not something children should know. Is there anything else to ask me out?"

"Philot, I don't need to say more. The Chris family has studied shady activities for generations, and I saw their intersection by chance not long ago." He tapped the man's photo with his finger, and didn't care about Xiang's father's haste.

"Is that really the case?" Father Xiang recalled through the photo in front of him, with complicated emotions in his eyes, like guilt and annoyance.

Yuan Ze sighed, as expected, he was still too weak, had no relative leverage, and was underestimated by others, "The Chris family's ancestors improved the inhibitor to further reduce the influence of pheromones on others, and it has become famous in history in one fell swoop. In recent decades, its The inheritance has changed a long time ago, and it is almost pathological for pheromone-related experiments, I sincerely hope that you can regard me as a partner, even if I am underage."

The words were cadenced, neither humble nor overbearing, and he appreciated the vigor of the newborn calf, but he did not approve of it.

"You are still young, thank you for telling me about Xiang Cheng." The temporary consideration mentioned earlier was just to delay the investigation of Yuan Ze, but there was nothing other than the public information released by Yuan.No matter how you think about such a person, it is not suitable to be a partner, let alone a kid, why was he obsessed with ghosts back then, so he laughed at himself and got up to leave.

"Father still guessed it right." Yuan Ze muttered despondently, and took out another file, "This is my personal information, the share copy contract given by my father, and...they have a record of my drug use. records and doctor's note."

Xiang's father took the file in disbelief and opened it page by page, his expression gradually became serious, "Is it true?"

"There is a detailed address recorded on it. If you are not sure, you can ask someone to check." Tear off a strip of white sugar and pour it into a coffee cup and stir.

"Your purpose?" Except for the child's other blood relatives, the information here is short of the record when the crotch pants were opened, especially the proportion of shares in it, which is indirectly regarded as half of Yuan's right to make decisions and speak. shareholder.

Yuan Ze was stunned. He had a purpose at the beginning, but now... can he say it?Of course not, under Xiang's father's menacing gaze, his blue eyes narrowed with a smile, "I hate to meet Mr. Ling because our eyes have no purpose."

"Continue" always feels that things are not that simple.

"You have also seen the doctor's certificate. I am a person who is afraid of pain when I remember it well. If you are willing to cooperate, I will be a good partner. My father also supports me."

Facing the pious and apprehensive Yuan Ze, Xiang Fu finally softened his heart, and there was no way to say the words of rejection...

The time to step out of the cafe was just right. After saying goodbye to each other politely, Yuan Ze glanced at the time. At this moment, the basketball team is still training, and there is still some time.

"Master, you have bought the food you want." The glass window of the passenger side was rolled down, and the voice came from the main driver. A black car was leaning against the side of the road with double flashing lights, and there was already a ticket posted on the side of the main driver. The glass must have been waiting for a long time.

"Well, it's been a long time, Xiong Er." Yuan Ze quickly got into the car.

"Why, I thought the young master looked down on our two brothers and didn't want us."

"You guys have been talking about opening a shop."

"That's... I didn't think so soon." Xiong Er's voice became weaker, and he was talking about his plans after retirement.

"Well, contact Xiong Bei, and you can continue to follow me if you want."

Staring at the phone intently, the boyfriend is disconnected?Why not reply?

The road was remote, and he was anxious. When the car reached the intersection, Yuan Ze picked up two bags of vegetables and rushed out.

"Master, take care of yourself!" Xiong Er's nagging came from afar.

Raising the arm with the bag hanging was a response, and he took two steps and one step without panting, approached the door, took out the key and hurriedly turned and closed the door in one go. No one who saw this scene would doubt his vigor.

"When did you come back?" The room was brightly lit.

"After school."

"Huh? No training?" Put the bags on the table and sort them out one by one.

"Where's the food?" Xiang Yang stared at the TV without squinting, and couldn't help but fixate on Yuan Ze.

"I was delayed by something, I thought you would come back later." Mistake.

"Oh."

The topic came to an abrupt end, Yuan Ze sorted out the meat and vegetables, and thought about how to mix and cook the dishes. Looking back, a certain person was like a puppet, motionless in front of the TV.

Angry?Yuan Ze was at a loss, hesitated again and again, turned around and entered the kitchen.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Yuan Ze's gaze, thinking that the sweet talk mode would be activated, but he didn't expect that there was only an indifferent back, so happy to go to the kitchen to cook?fraud!Xiang Yang grabbed the pillow and kneaded her stomach calmly.