Occasional ABO

Bai Zhijing didn't find the promiser all afternoon, and he didn't have the energy to do anything.In the evening, the family went out to eat seafood, Bai Zhijing hugged a big steamed crab and was depressed, and after a while he sighed, looking devastated.

Uncle Bai Zhijing's uncle Bai Yu suppressed a smile and asked Bai Aize: "Hey, what's wrong with your son, this one who sings three sighs, playing a symphony?"

Bai Aize peeled a nine-section prawn, dipped it in the sauce and put it on Shang Chu's plate, shrugging his shoulders to express his ignorance.

Shang Chu threw the shrimp into his mouth, glanced at Bai Zhijing, and said angrily, "I guess he was dumped."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Bai Zhijing reacted this time, put the crab on the table, and stared at a pair of round black eyes, "Father, you can talk nonsense! Stop eating shrimp, your mouth The more you eat shrimp, the more you can talk nonsense! Hurry up and eat oysters to neutralize, and eat oysters to say good things!"

Shang Chu snorted, and slapped Bai Zhijing on the back of the head.

Bai Yu got excited, and asked Bai Zhijing with great interest: "Xiao Jinger, when did you fall in love? Who did you dump? Tell uncle, uncle will give you justice."

Bai Zhijing pursed his lips, still feeling aggrieved: "I didn't! Listen to my dad talking nonsense, my dad just likes to run the train with his mouth full, he really doesn't look like a mature adult!"

"Then what hysteria are you talking about?" Bai Yu touched his forehead, "It's like losing your soul all night."

"..." Bai Zhijing sighed again, and asked his uncle in a low voice, "Am I being so obvious?"

Bai Yu fished him a bright red shrimp from the pot, and asked him: "This shrimp is dead, is it obvious?"

Bai Zhi nodded his head.

"You are in this state as if you are dead." Bai Yu held back his smile, put on a solemn expression, and pointed to the shrimp in his bowl, "It's even more obvious than that."

Bai Zhijing slapped his face, leaned back on the chair back, looked up at the bright crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the private room, thought he was done, promised to ignore him for only one day, he would be better off than dead, he was really sincere in answering the promise cut!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged. He promised not to call him, nor to reply to his message. Could it be that the promise didn't miss him?

It's useless for him to read the promise here alone!Isn't it necessary to contact each other all the time?The promise is true, it made him anxious and angry!

So Bai Zhijing took out his mobile phone, held the overcooked shrimp to his face, and took a group photo with one shrimp.

After the photo was taken, Bai Zhijing sneaked to his uncle's side, and asked under his breath, "How do you think I took this photo? Is it obvious enough? Can you see the sadness and melancholy in my heart?"

In the photo, Bai Zhijing's lips are so pursed that he could lead a donkey, his eyes are rolled up, he can't see sadness and melancholy, but he can see a bit of stupidity.

Bai Yu nodded solemnly: "The breath of pain is about to overflow through the screen."

Satisfied now, Bai Zhijing sent this selfie to Xu Xu.

"My uncle said that I was in too much pain. I was in as much pain as this boiled prawn. If you don't reply to my message immediately, I will be in more pain."

After sending out a line of words, Bai Zhijing glanced at the time, thinking that he promised to go to tutoring in the evening, and he probably hasn't finished class yet, so he hurriedly added another sentence:

"But I can stick to it until 09:30. You can look for me when you get back to the alley. There is a moon at night, and the moon will shine on you. The road is not dark at all. If you don't look for me at 09:30, Then I will be in too much pain!"

Shangchu saw Bai Zhijing put his phone under the table, lowered his head while typing and giggling, an unknown fire rushed up in his chest, and slapped Bai Zhijing on the back of the head again.

"Father, what are you doing!" Bai Zhijing yelled in pain, clutching his head and complaining, "Tell me how your violent tendencies are getting worse day by day!"

Shang Chu snorted coldly: "How old are you, you still play with your phone while eating."

"It's so annoying!" Bai Zhijing sniffed, and saw Bai Aize peeled another nine-section shrimp for Shang Chu, so the boss muttered unhappily, "How old are you, you still need someone else to peel the shrimp for dinner."

Shangchu made a gesture to beat him up, but Bai Zhijing hurriedly covered his head and begged for mercy. The meal passed away in such a noisy way, and when he got home at exactly 32:[-], Bai Zhijing called Xu Xu, but he got through. That end was hung up.

Promised never to hang up his phone, what happened today?

Bai Zhijing was disappointed and worried, but after thinking about the promise, nothing would happen, otherwise the master would definitely look for him, probably the tutor was delayed by something on the way back to the alley.

He lay on the bed holding his mobile phone and waited for more than half an hour. He was tired of waiting, and in a daze, he noticed that his mobile phone vibrated. calling.

"What are you doing?" Bai Zhijing picked up the phone and said angrily, "Fart quickly, I'm busy, don't bother me."

"You are busy, you are busy!" Song Baobao scolded him, and shouted excitedly, "Li Fu and I are watching lanterns in Yuelao Temple, there are so many people!"

Bai Zhijing lacked interest, and said while digging the quilt, "Oh, yes, then you can watch."

"Just this tree, do you still remember that when we came, the temple wished the old man that it would come true!" Song Baby took Li Fu and squeezed into the crowd, "Jing'er, did you write Brother Xu's letter at that time?" The name? You wrote the promise brother, you two will be fine, so it seems that this tree is really a spirit!"

Hearing this made Bai Zhijing even more worried, Brother Xu ignored him for more than ten hours, this tree spirit is a fart!

"A lot of people came to make wishes today. You're not here. I'll make a wish for you. Tell me what wish you want!" Song Baobei kept on talking.

"Then I'll make a promise," Bai Zhijing thought for a while, "Just make a promise..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone alerted that there was an incoming call, Bai Zhijing looked down, this time it was really a promise!

He quickly sat up from the bed, and said to Baby Song: "I'm dead, Bao'er, you can make your own wish, my wish has come true! It's so effective!"

Baby Song held up her mobile phone and listened to the busy voice from the other end: "...No, what did Jing Er say? Why did your wish come true?"

Li Fu smiled and shook his head: "I don't know, it should be promised to find him."

"It's a good thing buddy, you can really forget your friends!" Song Baobei said sourly in his heart, "Then let's ignore him, make a wish, make a wish, let's make a wish ourselves!"

"You promise." Li Fu looked up at the huge Lian Li tree, and there were countless red notes on the branches, which were filled with the lover's name.

"Ah?" Baby Song turned to look at him, "You won't allow it? Don't you believe in these the most?"

Li Fu smiled lightly and said in a low voice, "I don't believe it."

There was a lot of people in the temple, Song Baobao didn't hear what he said, and said to himself: "There is something I didn't tell you, I'm sorry, at that time, didn't I dislike you? I wrote it on a piece of paper and hung it up, I was thinking about hanging you on a tree to enjoy the wind and rain or something..."

He scratched his head embarrassingly while talking, but Li Fu suddenly turned his head to look at him.

Song Baobei was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously pursed her lips: "What, what's wrong?"

"Didn't you say that this tree is very effective?" Li Fu asked back.

Baby Song nodded: "But don't you refuse to make a wish?"

"My wish will never come true." Li Fu looked into Song Baobao's eyes, his voice was low and cold.

Song Baobao suddenly had a sore nose, and took Li Fu's hand: "Who said that, let's make a promise together, and I will make a promise for you, and the combination of the two of us will make it happen."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes, held Li Fu's hand firmly in his palm, and made a pious wish: "Gods, I hope that Li Fu will live to be 88 years old, in good health, without any disease, and can still fly to study abroad. You can fly as long as you want..."

With the beads hanging on his wrist, Li Fo'an quietly looked at Song Baobao's side face.

"Okay," Baby Song opened his eyes, and smiled at Li Fu, showing his white teeth, "Do you have any other wishes?"

Li Fu's Adam's apple twitched, his expression seemed nervous and timid.

"and also."

Baby Song asked him, "What?"

Li Fu was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"Fei, what wish do you have, hurry up, I will make it for you!"

Jing Feifei sat in front of the desk, under the desk lamp was a half-finished Olympiad test paper.

"Baby, is it really useful?" He turned his head to look at the closed door and asked cautiously.

"Isn't that nonsense!" Song Baobao replied carelessly, "You turn on a camera, and you make a wish at the big tree yourself, it will be more effective!"

"Ah? I'll forget it, forget it..." Jing Feifei murmured and refused.

"Why are you so ashamed?" Baby Song said displeased, "You didn't even come out to play when I called you out, that's really disrespectful!"

Jing Feifei pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

His face is still hot and painful, the corners of his eyes are a little bruised, and the hair on the left temple is missing a small amount, as if someone pulled it out.

His father went to work for a colleague in the afternoon, and when he came back in the evening, he drank again. After drinking, he beat him, saying that he was a useless piece of trash, stupider than a pig.

"Baby, then make a wish for me." Jing Feifei whispered.

"Okay then," Baby Song blew her nose, "tell me."

"I miss my mother," Jing Feifei choked up, "Let my mother take me away, or just come and see me..."