Occasional ABO

During dinner, Bai Zhijing pulled a stool beside him, put his right foot on it, his big toe was wrapped with a tissue, it was very eye-catching.

Halfway through the meal, Shang Chu answered a work call, and Bai Zhijing saw his father enter the study with a sidelight, coughed twice, cleared his throat, and restarted the plan: "Dad, do you know why I ordered pig's trotters today?" son?"

Bai Aize smiled: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"PS——" Bai Zhijing didn't want to blurt out, and felt something was wrong as soon as the words came out, so his eyeballs rolled around, and the corners of his mouth drooped, "Dad, you also know that I am very strong , I always report the good news but not the bad news, and I won’t tell my family when I get hurt, I just bear it silently..."

"PSP, right?" Bai Aize interrupted him, raising his eyebrows.

"Blood is thicker than water, and father and son are connected." Bai Zhijing gave Bai Aize a thumbs-up, "We are in the same realm, unlike my father, you are such a jerk, I can't communicate with him."

"I've been researching this topic recently," Bai Aize said.

"What subject?" Bai Zhijing leaned closer, "Caring about the physical and mental health of minors? The advantages of electronic products outweigh the disadvantages?"

Bai Aize shook his head: "Youth criminal psychology."

"...I can't communicate with you, I really misunderstood you," Bai Zhijing curled his lips resentfully, "What are you and my father like, you two who are so old and cunning can have a baby?" I am so innocent and simple, it is really a miracle in the history of human medicine."

Shang Chu came out of the room after making the phone call, and was delighted to hear this: "There is just a shortage of research subjects in forensic medicine, why don't you send you there to have them dissected and study?"

Bai Zhijing snorted twice, picked up the braised pig's trotters and stood up.

Shangchu suppressed a smile and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to a place with love." Bai Zhijing's mouth was full of oil, and he felt aggrieved with a porcelain bowl in his mouth, and wrote an impromptu poem with a stick around his neck, "It's like fish can't live without water, birds can't live without Open the air, Jing'er can't do without father's love. There is no father's love here, so I'll take a step first!"

"Sure, then you go, take a taxi, and I won't keep you," Shang Chu waved his hand, "When you get there, send a message and tell me the address, and I'll send your luggage there."

Bai Zhijing snorted with a certain backbone, and quietly glanced at his father, Bai Aize.

Bai Aize successfully received his gaze, turned around and put a chopstick of broccoli in Shang Chu's bowl, and said with a smile, "Why are you messing with children, eat well, and don't be picky eaters."

Bai Zhijing was relieved to think that his father was still connected with his father and son, just as he was about to sit down again along the steps, he heard Bai Aize say: "Let's go after eating, don't take the bowl away, one It will cost more than 800."

After Bai Zhijing gnawed the pig's trotters, he sulked in the room by himself. His father washed him an apple. Bai Zhijing felt that he was the miserable Snow White, and his father Shang Chu was the ruthless queen. With good intentions, he sent a poisoned apple to humiliate him.

He angrily "clicked" and took a bite, it was quite sweet, so he took another bite, it was really sweet.

After eating a sweet apple, he felt better, felt that he had the love of his father again, and couldn't remember why he was angry just now. Bai Zhijing lay on the bed for a while, rethinking how to succeed. a PSP.

He thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out how to adjust it properly, so he called Xu Xu and asked Xu Xu. After all, Xu Xu is a college student and knows a lot.

Xu Xu was happy before he finished speaking: "You want a PSP, don't you, I have an idea."

"What!" Bai Zhijing stiffened and jumped up from the bed, "Tell me quickly!"

"Go back to the cram school." Xu Xu just came out of the laboratory, and walked on the road with one hand pushing the cart, and said slowly, "Doesn't your classmate have one? You can borrow his playthings when you go back to class."

"Get out," Bai Zhijing pouted, and lay back on the bed listlessly, "I escaped from the devil's lair with great difficulty, and I can no longer fall into the trap of myself. I'm a turtle in the urn, with my eyes open to be slaughtered. "

He used several idioms in one breath, and promised that he would be even happier when he heard it: "Why don't you have such literary talents in writing."

"Didn't I be aroused with real feelings?" Bai Zhijing scratched the bed sheet with one hand, vaguely heard the cries of vendors from Xu Xu's side, and asked him, "You haven't come home yet? How did I hear that?" The sound of selling wontons?"

"Still on the way," Xu Xu walked slowly, turned his head to look at the snack truck on the side of the road, and said with a smile, "It's almost there."

Hearing what he said, Bai Zhijing looked at the time subconsciously, it was past eleven o'clock at night.

It's so late, promise a scholar to walk on the road, in case you run into a fool who robs you, how unsafe!

He immediately forgot about the PSP, jumped out of bed in twos and twos, ran to the window and opened the curtains, poked his head out of the window and took a look, heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there is something tonight." The moon is shining on you."

Xu Xu paused: "Well, you follow me."

"Of course I have to cover you," Bai Zhijing jumped onto the window sill and sat down, leaning against the window and said, "I'm your boss! I'm by the window now, I'll stare at the moon for you, let it Take you home, don't be afraid."

Xu Xu smiled, and some inexplicable emotions surged in his heart. After two seconds of silence, he asked softly, "Jing'er, what are you thinking about now?"

Bai Zhijing suddenly sighed softly, the ending was twisted and twisted, wrapped around Xu Xu's ears through the cold phone screen, as if it was steaming.

Xu Xu pursed his lips: "Jing'er, you..."

Bai Zhijing knocked his forehead against the glass twice, and sighed, "What the hell should I do with my PSP!"

Promised: "..."