[Wearing the Book] Cats refuse to be cannon fodder

It is said that the sky in the north is like a baby’s face, cloudy or sunny, yesterday was sunny, today’s temperature plummeted below ten degrees, the sky was dark, and the air was sticky and humid, which was a precursor to heavy rain .

It has been half an hour since Luo Yunshan came out of the National Library. He stood at the station waiting for the bus, and looked at the end of the road every 30 seconds. He was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. It was going to rain this day. Oh, I don't have an umbrella yet, and the bus just hasn't come yet.

When she was about to book a car, a business Maybach stopped in front of her without warning, and there was a group of young people in their 20s at the stop sign, discussing a lot together and keeping their eyes on the car. Luo Yunshan vaguely heard something about vs680. There are many luxury cars in Beijing, but she doesn't know many of them. She can tell that the price of this car is expensive just by the appearance of this car.

She was afraid that the position she was standing in would be in the way of the owner of the car, so she quickly moved to the side.

At this time, two burly men in suits got out of the car and came straight to Luo Yunshan. The expressions of these two big men did not look like good people from the mixed-white society. Luo Yunshan, the executioner of the slaughterhouse, immediately turned pale with fright, hugged the book bag on his shoulders tightly, his eyes tremblingly fell on a few young people over there, trying to ask them for help, those young people avoided Catching her gaze, they all ran away pushing and shoving.

The two big men stood on both sides and made a gesture of invitation: "Miss Luo, our young master has something to ask for you."

Luo Yunshan shook his head in fear, and said, "I, I don't know your young master, you misidentified him."

"You know me, let's go, Miss Luo." Their tone was tough, completely commanding.

Luo Yunshan frantically took out his mobile phone, poked the screen a few times, pointed the undialed 110 on the screen at the two big men, and threatened in a messy breath: "I won't go with you, if you do this again, I will call the police." .”

The two big men looked at each other, and snatched Luo Yunshan's mobile phone with split palms. No matter how Luo Yunshan struggled, he still took her by the arm and forced her into the car.

The two big men didn't get into the car, and stood outside to close the door for her. Luo Yunshan slammed on the car door and shouted, but the car completely ignored her yelling and started slowly.

Luo Yunshan patted the car window for a while, holding his book bag and crying helplessly, his whole body trembling, his loose long hair was a little messy due to the struggle just now, and it naturally hung by his ears as he bent over.

"Don't cry, wipe away your tears."

A pack of tissues was handed to her, and the hand holding the pack of tissues was cold and pale, with slender fingers, and every joint was just right. It was a very beautiful hand. At least Luo Yunshan had never seen such a big hand. A beautiful hand, but the voice of the owner of the hand sounds extremely cold and emotionless, and the words are obviously comforting words.

Luo Yunshan hugged the book bag tightly and shrank into the corner, ignoring the tissue handed over.

The man withdrew his hand and said casually, "Hi, senior sister. I'm Bo Chen, majoring in international finance from the School of Economics and Management, Class 21, Capital University."

"Bo, Bo Chen?" Luo Yunshan stopped sobbing when he heard the familiar name, and turned his head away slowly.

Bo Chen was probably going to some kind of banquet. He was wearing a white suit and dress, with his legs crossed, his left hand resting casually on his lap, and his right hand was still holding the pack of tissues just now. Luo Yunshan had never seen him so closely. , the eyes under the lens are as pale as glass, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the most exaggerated thing is that the jaw line is even clearer than her life plan.

It's a beauty crit.

Bo Chen opened the package of papers, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Luo Yunshan, saying: "I'm very sorry for getting to know senior sister in this way, there is no malice, but I just want to ask senior sister about something. "

……

"Mom, don't move, I'll move it." After putting the suitcase in his hand in the living room of the new house, Lin Yu hurried to the door to take the suitcase from Yang Xuyu's hand.

Yang Xuyu hesitated outside the door for a long time, afraid that his shoes would stain the bright floor tiles. Lin Yu yelled a lot before he entered the door, and looked around after entering the door. The house is big. It is twice the size of the original place, with three bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms. The lighting is good, and there are elevators for residents to go up and down. The key is that the security is very strict.

Yang Xuyu was more worried than happy. She grabbed Lin Yu's hand and asked, "Xiao Yu, how much is the rent for this house? It looks so expensive."

"Twenty-five thousand a month."

"Two thousand five?!" Yang Xuyu's heart fell into the ice hole, and he said anxiously: "No, no, Xiaoyu, my mother only pays a little over 1000 a month, so I can't afford it." "

Lin Yu explained slowly while packing his things: "I also think it's expensive, so I skipped the agency and talked with the landlord. The landlord is an elderly woman who is going abroad to find her son and daughter-in-law. He only charged us 500 yuan." The rent is for us to help guard the house."

Yang Xuyu was stunned, and murmured: "It's so good, how did you find such a kind person, we have to thank him very much."

"I've thanked you, and it didn't bother me. I squatted in the APP for a week, and finally let me squat to an empty-nester old man."

After hearing this, Yang Xuyu let out a chuckle: "Are you specifically for the empty-nest elderly?"

Lin Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, lying on the coffee table and smiled at Yang Xuyu: "Yeah, this kind of old man is very lacking in love and easy to talk to. The key is that she thinks I am very filial. Really, she likes me as much as I like. It's over."

Yang Xuyu said angrily: "Hey, it turned out to be a hand of emotional cards."

Lin Yu threw a plush bear into Yang Xuyu's arms, and said with feigned anger, "Seeing what you said, can't I be sincere?"

"Okay, okay." Yang Xuyu smiled and caught the little bear, took a deep breath, and the tears came out, but the corners of his mouth couldn't be suppressed: "Xiaoyu, mom is really happy, never I was so happy, and when I saw that my son was able to take care of himself, I felt that all the hard work in the past ten years was worth it.”

Lin Yu was stunned for a second, and suddenly got up to break the tear-jerking atmosphere: "Oh, why are you so sensational all of a sudden, quickly clean up the house, if you don't clean up, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

With his back to Yang Xuyu, Lin Yu kept busy with his hands and feet, but the exposed tips of his ears were red.

……

"Senior sister, let's talk about it. The clarification post must be posted quickly. After all, letting an innocent classmate bear such a big blame will affect his future dating." Bo Chen and Luo Yunshan maintained a proper social distance, smiling lightly.

His smile was not mixed with much emotion, but Luo Yunshan was shaken by this smile so that his hands and feet became weak, and he responded repeatedly: "Okay, thank you for sending me home. Senior sister will treat you to dinner some other day."

Bo Chen pushed the frame of the glasses, and declined politely: "No, thank you senior sister, senior sister just follow my advice and post properly."

"Okay, then, then I'm leaving, goodbye."

Luo Yunshan shyly waved his hand at Bo Chen, and Bo Chen nodded in response.

After returning to the car, the smile on Bo Chen's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by the coldness in his eyes. When he thought of Lin Yu holding a rose and facing other people, his whole body felt as if he had fallen into a cold cellar. The idea of ​​a cat intensified.

Bo Chen leaned on the back of the chair, covered his eyes with his arms, trying to calm himself down and breathe steadily.

At this time, the phone vibrated, and it was a message from a WeChat user named "Laughing at Life".

"I deleted that confession post for you, why don't I transfer the forum administrator to you, I have graduated for so many years, it is impossible to follow the forum dynamics in real time."

Bo Chen: "You give it to Wang Jiahao, I don't want it."

"Okay, let me ask a question. Our young master Bo went to give girls a bad impression. Doing such a low-level thing, do you really like Lin Yu?"

"Like it?" Bo Chen deliberated over these two words, put his elbows on the car door, edited and deleted, and it took a long time before he sent a sentence.

"I don't know, but he has to be mine."