The paranoid milk dog is actually me

Xie Anheng didn't fall asleep almost all night, tossing and turning, his mind was full of thinking about going to find Xie Xingzhi tomorrow.

When it was daylight, he couldn't lie down anymore, so he got up and quietly took a toothbrush and towel, and went to the small faucet outside the yard to wash up.

It was past five o'clock in the morning, and the temperature hadn't risen yet. Xie Anheng turned on the water to the minimum, washed his face and brushed his teeth conscientiously, and brushed his hair a few times in front of the broken mirror on the wall.

After packing his schoolbag, Xie Anheng turned around and saw the cufflinks on the table.

He put it in his pocket, paused when he walked to the door, and put it back under the mattress.

In the living room, Father Xie was still on the sofa, snoring loudly.Xie Anheng walked around the wine bottle on the ground lightly, opened the door and slipped out.

Fuxin Guest House is indeed very close to home, when Xie Anheng arrived, the old lady at the door was still dozing off.

He hardly made any sound, and quickly ran all the way to the door of the room that Xie Xingzhi told him last night.

He raised his hand to knock on the door, but stopped suddenly.

too early.

At this point in time, except for him, everyone else should still be sleeping.

Xie Xingzhi would agree to let him come here, but it was impossible for him to come here at five or six o'clock to disturb other people's sleep.

Xie Anheng looked at the wooden door in front of him, pursed his lips, and was about to sit down at the door and wait until eight o'clock before knocking on the door.

He was sitting on the floor against the wall, the floor of the corridor was a bit icy, and there was a slight musty smell.

Not where he imagined that person should live.

With a "squeak", the door suddenly opened.

Xie Anheng raised his head when he heard the movement.

"Morning..." He froze suddenly.

Xie Xingzhi propped his hands on the side of the door, his shirt collar was slightly open, a little messy, his forehead hair was also damp, and there were drops of water on his cheeks.

There was a gust of cold air coming from the door, which seemed to have a certain mint fragrance.

Xie Anheng was still raising his head in a daze.

Xie Xingzhi lowered his eyelashes to meet his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Why are you sitting on the ground?"

Only then did Xie Anheng come back to his senses, he quickly stood up, and patted the ashes on the back of his pants awkwardly: "Good morning."

"Morning." With a low laugh above his head, Xie Xingzhi let go of the door and entered the bathroom, "Come in and sit down, the milk is on the table."

The room is not big, but it is very tidy, the quilt has been folded, and the white shirt I saw last time is hanging on the hanger.Xie Anheng walked to the desk, and there was a carton of milk on the desk, the kind he drank a few times before.

The desktop has also been tidied up, only a calendar is placed on the corner of the table, but it is the date of the next month.Xie Anheng picked it up to have a look, and found that the piece of paper for this month had been torn off.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Xie Xingzhi came out of the bathroom.

Xie Anheng hurriedly put down the calendar: "I, I don't need to..."

"You want to say that you are sitting at the door of my room at [-]:[-], but you have already had breakfast?" Xie Xingzhi raised his eyebrows.

"..." His mind was punctured, Xie Anheng pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xie Xingzhi paused: "Wait here."

Before Xie Anheng could react, he had already stepped out the door with long legs.

"Brother, wait!" Xie Anheng hurried over.

The door swung open again.Xie Xingzhi rubbed the top of his hair with his big hand: "Good boy, do your homework first, I'll drop by to renew the room."

After finishing speaking, he asked him: "Do you want noodles or steamed buns?"

Xie Anheng was startled.

"It's okay." Xie Anheng looked at him, swallowed the words back, "Just like my brother, I will eat whatever you eat."

"it is good."

Confirming that Xie Xing went downstairs, Xie Anheng put down his schoolbag, walked to the hanger, and pulled up the two sleeves of his shirt.

There was the soft fragrance of Xie Xingzhi's body on the clothes, and the left cuff was decorated with the same blue cufflinks as his.

The right cuff is empty.

Xie Anheng lowered his eyes, mosuoed his fingertips in the vacant space for a while, his expression hidden in the shadows.

The breakfast shop downstairs had just opened at this time, and the soup buns were not ready yet, so Xie Xingzhi ordered two beef noodles.

"Two more eggs." He paid and sat by the side to wait.

The boss smiled happily: "Okay, do you want to fry or boil?"

"It's fried." As soon as Xie Xingzhi finished speaking, several familiar figures came in from the door of the store.

"Boss, it's still the same, three bowls of hand-rolled noodles!" It was Cen Xiangyang who came.

A few of them came over, and just about to sit down, they turned around and saw Xie Xingzhi on the seat, his face turned pale, his buttocks froze in mid-air, trying to sit down, it was very funny.

Xie Xingzhi nodded at him: "What a coincidence."

"Haha...hahaha." Cen Xiangyang smirked, "What a coincidence, you are also eating noodles here?"

The brother next to him whispered: "Brother Yang, who is he?"

Another boy who participated that day said: "Brother Yang, don't be afraid, I'll be behind, you run first!"

Cen Xiangyang: "..."

Xie Xingzhi endured a smile: "Is this a matter of loyalty?"

The boy patted his chest: "Of course! If you hang out with Brother Yang, you can give up everything, and you can't lose your loyalty! Hey, Brother Yang, what are you kicking me for?"

Cen Xiangyang's face was turning green: "Go, go, go, go to that table and eat your noodles!"

The other little brothers were chased away by him, Xie Xingzhi couldn't hold it back: "Don't worry, I just came to buy breakfast, and the children at home have already explained to me what happened that day."

"Are you really his brother?" Cen Xiangyang was surprised.

Xie Xingzhi blinked: "I don't look like it?"

Cen Xiangyang shook his head decisively: "Not like."

This time it was Xie Xingzhi's turn to be surprised, he and the child's facial features were obviously similar no matter how they looked, how could they be different?

But before he could ask, Cen Xiangyang said again: "You are his elder brother, so why have you never come back to see him?"

Everyone who lives on this street knows about Xie Anheng's situation, and Cen Xiangyang is no exception.

Seeing doubt in his eyes, Xie Xingzhi repeated the same rhetoric he made abroad.

"On closer inspection, you seem to be quite alike, but your eyes are better than his." The grudge in his heart disappeared, Cen Xiangyang looked at him carefully, and his tone became a lot more excited when he spoke, "Oh, that's right, let's do it." Brother, can I call you Brother Xingzhi?"

In his previous life, he called Brother Cen Xiangyang, but in this life, Xie Xingzhi was in a daze for half a second, then nodded: "Yes."

"Hey, brother, how did you manage to snatch the stick from me before?" Cen Xiangyang moved closer, "You are so good, you are better than our physical education teacher, have you practiced?"

"I learned a little while exercising." Xie Xingzhi had mixed feelings in his heart.

In fact, all the simple moves he knew were taught by Cen Xiangyang.

In his previous life, he had just entered society, provoked people he shouldn't have provoked, and was chased and hacked. It was Cen Xiangyang who tried his best to rescue him. He was stabbed several times in the back and waist and almost lost his life. It didn't hurt him a bit.

From then on, Cen Xiangyang took Xie Xingzhi to teach him a lot of fighting knowledge.

It's a pity that later... this man who is strong enough to kill a tiger and has a passion was framed by a villain.

By the time Xie Xingzhi arrived, it was already too late.

"Brother Xingzhi, that... I don't know anything about other bars, but I'm really interested in these." Cen Xiangyang's eyes were bright, "Brother, do you have time to remind me? I promise I won't delay you for a long time Time, just repeat the last action..."

"can."

Cen Xiangyang was taken aback: "Huh?"

"I can teach you." Xie Xingzhi restrained his thoughts and raised the corners of his lips, "There will be no delay. I also happen to like to find someone to practice my hands."

Cen Xiangyang almost jumped up from his chair: "Really?!"

Seeing him so happy, Xie Xingzhi was also infected: "Of course it's true."

"The beef noodles are ready! Whose beef noodles?"

Xie Xingzhi got up: "Mine, thank you."

"Ah, you're leaving?" Cen Xiangyang stopped eating noodles, put the bowl on the brothers' table and followed him, "Let me serve it for you."

Xie Xingzhi laughed: "No, I'll go back to the room, the kid is still waiting for me to bring breakfast."

"Oh!" Cen Xiangyang knew that it would be inconvenient to teach him today, but he was excited about the meeting and was not discouraged, "Then how can I contact you later? Leave me a phone number?"

Xie Xingzhi thought about it, but he still didn't plan to continue using his original mobile phone number: "I haven't had time to get a domestic phone number when I return to China."

"This is easy!" Cen Xiangyang heard the strings and knew what he meant, "Leave it on me, tell me your ID number, and I can send the phone card to my brother tomorrow."

The Cen family does a lot of business in this area, and they are also involved in these areas. Others don't know, but Xie Xingzhi knows that their family stays here just to compensate for the renovation of the old city in the near future. They are very wealthy and have a wide range of opportunities.

Xie Xingzhi didn't answer.

On his ID card... the name is still Xie Dabao.

Seeing Xie Xingzhi's silence, Cen Xiangyang thought about it: "Brother, you must have lost your ID card, right?"

"..."

Although not completely correct, but it is also true, Xie Xingzhi asked: "How do you know?"

Cen Xiangyang scratched his head: "Guess, brother, you don't look like people from a place like us. Instead of staying in a big hotel, you came to live in this small guest house. You must have lost your ID card and can't get a room." chant."

He didn't wait for Xie Xingzhi's answer after he finished speaking, and winked like offering a treasure: "Brother, you are lucky to meet me in this matter, I can handle the ID card and phone card for you!"

He wanted to simply take this opportunity to change the name on his ID card, but only the enthusiastic and silly friend in Xie Xingzhi's memory could do it when he first met him.

He sighed secretly: "Aren't you afraid that I'm a liar?"

Having an instinctive liking for this young man, Cen Xiangyang shook his head decisively: "Impossible, I have always had a good eye for seeing people."

He followed Xie Xing upstairs, pondering: "Brother, do you not trust me? I really didn't talk too much. In this way, I will give you an answer tomorrow, okay? I will definitely help you out, and if you can't, you Don't teach me! I didn't help you, and I don't deserve to delay your work, how about it?"

The contrast between this friend's appearance and the terminally ill image in his previous life was too stark, Xie Xingzhi paused.

"No need." He shook his head and smiled at Cen Xiangyang, "I like you very much, whether you help me or not, as long as you want to learn, I will teach you."

"Brother!" Cen Xiangyang was overjoyed, "You are too kind, you are my real brother!"

There was a sudden creak in the corridor.

"Brother?" The child didn't know when he opened the door. Seeing them startled, he trotted over, "I'll get it for you."

As he said that, he really wanted to pick up the bag in his hand. Xie Xingzhi was afraid that he would burn him, so he hurriedly said to Cen Xiangyang: "You go back first, I'm here every day."

"That's fine." Cen Xiangyang was amazed when he saw Xie Anheng's low-browed and pleasing-eyed baby, "Then I'll go first, Brother Xing, see you tomorrow!"

"Okay, see you soon." Xie Xingzhi turned his head to answer, avoiding Xie Anheng's hand, "Don't move, it's very hot."

He entered the room with two bowls of noodles, turned around and saw Xie Anheng still standing at the door.

"What's the matter?" Putting the noodles on the table, Xie Xingzhi asked, "Do you have something to say to Cen Xiangyang?"

Xie Anheng shook his head: "No."

"Brother," he called again.

"Huh?" Xie Xingzhi took it to the door.

Xie Anheng: "Is brother familiar with him?"

It couldn't be more ripe.

But Xie Xingzhi still said: "I happened to meet again today, he is very nice, you can try to make friends with him."

After finishing speaking, he felt that it was unnecessary. In his previous life, he and Cen Xiangyang could become good brothers, and he would definitely do it in this life.

After waiting for a long time, Xie Anheng lowered his eyelashes and said, "Okay, I will listen to brother."

Xie Xingzhi couldn't help rubbing his soft black hair: "So good."

He handed the beef noodles to Xie Anheng: "Eat it while it's hot."

In this life, the child's nutrition has kept up, so he has to realize his 1.9-meter dream.

"Thank you brother." Xie Anheng opened the bamboo chopsticks, his small appearance was so painful, "I can't write a few math problems, brother, can you teach me later?"

"Of course, you can ask me if you don't know anything." Xie Xingzhi agreed very readily.

Junior high school math problems were no problem for Xie Xingzhi. After breakfast, the two of them talked to each other and listened to each other. They studied hard all day in the small room.

Xie Xingzhi thought very quickly about the topic. At the beginning, he slowed down his steps to worry that Xie Anheng would not be able to keep up. Later, he found that the child could understand almost everything.Xie Xingzhi's sense of satisfaction increased greatly, and he thought that he was worthy of me. He was smart since he was a child, and with him taking good care of him, his achievements in the future will definitely be higher than his original achievements.

It was close to seven o'clock in the evening, after dinner, Xie Xingzhi sent Xie Anheng home, fearing that father Xie might find out if it was too late.

The alleys were crowded with people, all of them came out to buy things.

Xie Xingzhi led Xie Anheng to the corner.

"Go." He let go of his hand, and not far ahead was Xie's bungalow.

"Goodbye brother."

"good."

Xie Anheng took a few steps forward and stopped suddenly.

Xie Xingzhi was thrown into his arms by accident.

"Why..." He held the child in his arms.

"Thank you brother." Xie Anheng buried her face in his clothes, her voice muffled, "I am very happy today."

He raised his head and stared at Xie Xingzhi without blinking: "Can brother pick me up tomorrow?"

Xie Xingzhi's arms tightened for a moment.

"Of course." He scratched the tip of Xie Anheng's nose with his fingers, "Brother comes to pick you up every day."

The child just looked at him like this, firmly, the dark eyes deepened a lot.

After a long time, he suddenly smiled at him: "Good night, brother."

Xie Xingzhi: "Good night."

Xie Xingzhi said goodbye to the child, turned around and went back to his residence.

And behind him, Xie Anheng stood at the gate of the yard, watching that figure until he completely disappeared at the end of the street, and then he returned to his usual appearance, drooping his head and drooping eyelashes, and opened the heavy door.