The boss always thought we were looking at each other

When He Ci saw the eighth floor of 410 in the forum, Yan Yu came back and wiped his tears away, his eyes were swollen and his mouth was swollen, no matter how pitiful he looked.

It couldn't be that he just pissed off the little rabbit, He Ci pursed his lips tightly, and before he could say a word of apology, he saw someone rushing into his arms.

"Ci Jiang," the words were ambiguous, tears were wiped directly on his shoulders, and he didn't care about the embarrassment of the intimacy just now, the left and right He Ci didn't know that the person was him, and the one who was cheap was his own and not someone else.

Thinking about it this way, Yan Yu still felt that he hadn't been taken advantage of.

"A fight?"

He Ci stroked his back gently, although he didn't understand why Yan Yu was so sad, but it was not because of that incident.

Seeing him like this, He Ci felt uneasy in his heart, "Is that hungry?"

Yan Yu shook his head.

He Ci's voice was unbearably soft, and he was afraid that it would be louder and frighten the words.

"Why are you crying so badly?" He Ci raised the back of his hand, brushed the corners of Yan Yu's eyes with his fingertips, and wiped his tears.

At that time, he was still arrogant, but now he is like a poor little bullied miserably, with red eyes, like a bunny who only wants to be roasted on charcoal.

Yan Yu sniffled, looked up at him, and asked him in a strong nasal voice, "Lu Xuan is so ugly, so he is not worthy of others' liking, right?"

He Ci nodded in response to him, but felt it was funny in his heart, Yan Yu is really cute to the extreme.

"Then we won't look for him."

Yan Yu immediately shook his head, shaking until tears were all over his face.

Don't look for him, if He Ci really found out that Lu Xuan was with other men, He Ci would be so sad.

I don't know what went wrong, it's obviously a problem with other people's feelings, but Yan Yu is still sad.

He wasn't like this before. He wasn't sad at all about Xu Zhengyi and Mu Yuan's affairs, and he even hoped that the two would get better. But now He Ci is not the best in others' hearts, but his eyes are always Sour, sour tears.

"Ci Jiang, I'm so sad." Yan Yu sat on the stone steps, looked up at him, clenched his fists tightly, and bared his teeth in anger, "I think you are the best, no one is better than you Already!"

He Ci squatted on the steps below him, at eye level with him, watching Yan Yu crying uncontrollably, He Ci frowned tightly.

It was probably because Lu Xuan said something far-fetched, which made Yan Yu sad.

He Ci shouldn't be happy with such metaphors, but every sentence can't be separated from him, and he defends him loudly. He Ci is distressed and addicted, like Adam who has tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, unable to stop.

He is perverted, greedy for this strange feeling.

The sound of the heartbeat was clear and powerful, and He Ci clearly knew that its beating was not a metaphor to conquer him, but his voluntary surrender.

"Then I'll hug you." He Ci wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Is that okay?"

Seeing Yan Yu's tears were about to fall again.

Clearly erasing the words and metaphors, looking at He Ci who was clearly looking fierce but was so gentle to him, all the past came to his mind.

The new lunch box He Ci gave him was exactly the same, but he didn't ask him how the old one broke.

He Ci waited for him to act in a drama, gave him extra lessons, and strictly supervised his drinking water and three meals a day.

...

What Yan Weiguo failed to do, what he wanted and what he didn't want, He Ci gave him everything.

He Ci didn't have his easy-to-use love words, nor did Lu Xuan's wanton and arrogant personality, but he was just such a person, who always poked his heart bit by bit.

The silence in the air is like candy bears that have been peeled off, peach-flavored, spreading out little by little.

He Ci heard Yan Yu lightly 'hmm', and reached out to him, "Then I'll hug you too, we won't be sad."

**

Both of them tacitly did not look for Lu Xuan, and the Nether Valley did not seem to be very attractive to them. Under the leadership of He Ci, the two walked out quickly.

The queue was still very long, and the aunt was busy checking tickets one by one, until a shadow fell in front of her, and she realized that it was the cat owner who had returned.

Yan Yu was holding a newly bought tiramisu in his hand, which was the low-sugar flavor chosen by He Ci, and the two of them bought it specially for their aunt.

"Auntie, this is for you," Yan Yu's eyes were still swollen, and his baby voice was like a porcelain doll, looking pitiful and beautiful.

The aunt pushed and shoved with them for a while, pointing to the cat bag next to the stool, and exchanged a few polite words with them.

"Here, I don't think this cat is cheap, you are so caring, you keep a chubby cat."

Yan Yu smiled and said nothing.

The aunt was very busy, so she went to check the tickets without talking to them.

While opening the cat bag, Yan Yu reached out to He Ci. They happened to pass by a pet food store just now, and brought some canned meat for tiramisu.

His eyes fell on the empty cat bag, the smile on Yan Yu's mouth stopped abruptly, and the moment He Ci's hand touched Yan Yu's fingertips, it was icy cold.

"A metaphor?"

Yan Yu was staring at the cat bag, stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he felt aggrieved. He opened the cat bag and showed it to He Ci, "The tiramisu is gone."

"He Ci."

Yan Yu squatted on the ground, clutching the cat bag tightly, "Our cat is gone."

He Ci frowned, Yan Yu seldom called him that, his eyes followed Yan Yu's clenched pale hands, and fell into the empty cat bag, his expression turned cold suddenly.

"Don't worry."

He Ci held the cat bag in one hand, and pulled up Liushen Wuzhu's Yanyu in the other, and returned to the aunt, "Where's the cat?"

"No, it's just..." Aunt looked at the empty bag, her heart sank, and she looked up at the two of them, "You can't blame me, I haven't touched it, so don't spit on people!"

"Maybe the cat was too bored and ran out by itself?"

"Impossible." With red eyes, Yan Yu rebuffed her categorically, "Tiramisu is the most obedient, and it usually doesn't bark in the classroom, how could it run out by itself!"

Seeing more and more people around, the aunt panicked for a while, "Then what do you mean? Oh, the young people are very powerful now, you said your cat is not cheap, and now you say it is missing I see, isn’t that a wild cat? Are you trying to blackmail me?”

Yan Yu was choked up by her words of turning black and white, he didn't expect this person to be so good at turning black and white.

"I'm not trying to blackmail you," Yan Yu grabbed the corner of the table, not letting the aunt go, "My cat is not a wild cat, it disappeared out of thin air, where did it go, you have to give me a range so I can find it! "

"Oh!" the aunt greeted the passing crowd, "There is no one who goes to the playground with a cat. Now that the cat is lost, it comes to me to pay for it. Are the children now so uneducated? They come out on the street to blackmail people, what do you say?" Tell me, is that the truth?"

"Besides, I have so much business, who knows who touched and who took your cat away?"

Speaking of this, the aunt suddenly remembered something, and looked at the little boy who was checking the ticket not far away, and within a moment, she dispelled her worries.

Poor thing, that thin body can run when the wind blows, and he has leukemia and has to come out to make money, how could he do such a thing?

It's not like the golden and precious young master in front of me, who is rich enough to raise a cat, and the high-quality cat food in his hand is not cheap.

Looking at Yan Yu's delicate face, the aunt couldn't help but become more and more arrogant.

If the cat is gone, it's just a matter of raising another one.

The amusement park was originally a place where many people gathered, and it was difficult for others not to hear her voice just now.

Within a few minutes, a bunch of scattered people gathered here, pointing at Yan Yu.

"With so many bad ideas at such a young age, he should be sent to the Public Security Bureau to report the crime!"

"Aunt's money is also earned through hard work. It's not good to blackmail people, is it crazy about money?"

"Looking at the human appearance, who knows that the heart is dark, and you can't be so unkind!"

"Didn't you see that his companions have gone away quietly? Don't you think he is ashamed?"

...

He Ci left?

When Yan Yu turned his head, he didn't see He Ci who was standing behind him, and slowly retracted the hand that was pressing on the corner of the table, because the bloodshot fingertips were purple because of too much force just now.

He Ci really left.

Yan Yu lowered his head little by little, standing where he was like an unwanted child.

A strong sense of loss rose from his heart, He Ci didn't want their cat anymore.

Maybe it's because of embarrassment. In public, arguing is really embarrassing, and it seems like something He Ci would never get involved in.

For such an excellent person as He Ci, he should stay away from these things.

The insults around him kept ringing in his ears, Yan Yu put the empty cat bag on the table with a pale face, and looked at the aunt persistently, "You promised me to take care of it, so I went in, if you can't do it Come on, why promise me?"

"I want to adjust the surveillance here."

"What tune!" The aunt waved her hand, "You think you are a child, walk around, don't delay my work!"

"I want to call..."

Before Yan Yu finished speaking, the light in front of him suddenly dimmed, cutting off the scorching sun above his head, and completely covering his small face.

A familiar smell approached him, Yan Yu's nose sharpened sharply, and his small body straightened even more. Before He Ci could speak, he seemed to have heard He Ci say to him with a straight face, "There's nothing to cry about!" '

It seemed that no matter what, he didn't want to lose face in front of He Ci.

"I didn't cry!"

"Being wronged like this, why don't you cry?" He Ci bought a baseball cap from the booth next door, which brand's fake version it should be, and he was in a hurry, so he didn't have time to go to the counter to buy it.

"There will be too many people, I can't stop it."

He Ci didn't speak, and Yan Yu didn't want to cry, but when he opened his mouth, Yan Yu couldn't hold back, bit his lip and sobbed non-stop, tears also fell down patter.

The scene where He Ci blocked him from crying at the restaurant last time flashed through his mind, and Yan Yu felt even more aggrieved immediately.

He Ci raised his hand to wipe his tears, and straightened his hat by the way, "I'll buy the real one for you next time."

"I thought..."

The breath of the people around him was too strong, Yan Yu's eyes suddenly became sore, he hung his head, his fingertips holding the cat bag were pale, and he didn't say the last words.

"Yan Yu," He Ci took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and wiped his tears. Yan Yu's eyes were swollen, but He Ci's tone was a little serious, "Swollen eyes will hurt tomorrow, Xiao Huang will be fine."

Yan Yu hiccupped and shook his head, "Don't cry."

But the tears still kept flowing.

He watched Tiramisu grow up little by little. At the beginning, he fed it with the cap of a milk bottle. Later, he always choked on it and supported it. He Ci simply bought a professional container and put It stretched from the size of a palm to the size of his pencil case.

Now it suddenly disappeared.

Yan Yu bit her lower lip tightly, "I won't cry, let's find a cat."

With a 'hmm' sound, He Ci took the cat bag from Yan Yu, stood in front of him, and looked at the aunt opposite, frowning tightly.

The tall and tall boy in front of him had sharp eyes and a fierce look, which made the aunt frightened for a while, and the sweat on his back protruded profusely.

"what are you doing!"

"Don't do anything." He Ci looked at her indifferently, lowered his head, took the cake he just bought from her hand, and threw it straight into the trash can without raising his head. Swag on the trash can.

The aunt was stunned and stunned when she saw it, and she felt distressed.

"Cannibal has a short mouth and soft hands, he blackmailed you?"

"He can't speak well when he meets you," He Ci said with a gloomy face, "Who is blackmailing whom?"

"Report to the police?" He Ci took out his mobile phone and put it on the table, "You want to make a call, try?"

Before the words of questioning could be uttered, they heard a commotion on the other side of Swan Lake, and the crowd rushed towards that area like crazy.

"A cat is drowning!"

The author has something to say: He Ci: He doesn't know how to quarrel.