Little follower

The primary school that Wen Yu attended was No. [-] Factory Primary School. The campus was quite large, and it was one of the best primary schools in their city.

Wen Yu gets out of school earlier than Wen Sheng's school, and she usually sits in the classroom by herself after school, waiting for Wen Sheng to come and pick her up.

Wen Sheng squeezed onto the bus at the station. The bus was almost full of students from Xihua. It was packed like a sausage from the front door to the back door. It was airtight. Don't even think about getting on the next stop.

"Hey, hey, the ones in the middle are all squeezed back! Auntie, wait for the next one, there are too many students here!" The driver yelled at the car again, "Move! What are you waiting for! Think I don't want to go home!"

"Move, move!" A rough roar came out from the middle, "I'm still waiting to start the game! Don't even blot the ink!"

The students had no choice but to move back at a snail's pace reluctantly while ouching.

Wen Sheng was crowded with the crowd. He was lucky. There was a narrow space next to him. He leaned against the back of the chair to help him, and took out his phone to take a look.

It's just 10:[-], and it's the rush hour. If there's a traffic jam, it takes about [-] minutes to get to the Second Factory Primary School.

He looked down at the shattered screen.

He bought this elderly phone for several years, and it has always been quite strong and sensitive, but since the screen was kicked and broken by someone's diamond foot last time, it seems to have become a mentally handicapped phone since then, and it takes a long time to open a lock. , To answer the phone, you usually have to wait for the other side to hang up before you can proceed to the next step. Doing something will make people anxious to death.

Wen Sheng put his phone back, thinking about buying a new, cheaper phone on the weekend.

Then download a Super Mario.

Help the mobile phone puzzle in advance.

After Wen Sheng picked up Wen Yu, the two randomly found a dumpling shop in front of the school, and walked home after eating.

The sky gradually darkened, and the refreshing wind blew past with the rustling of fallen leaves. From time to time, a few cars flew by on the road, speeding past under the already lit street lights.

This is a good time for digestion after meals.

"Be careful when you eat in the future, the soup has splashed on your clothes." Wen Sheng said while holding her school uniform sleeve.

The cuff of his left hand was dirty with a lot of oil. Wen Yu put his hand down when he was eating, but he didn't notice it until he was about to cross the road with Wen Yu just now.

Judging by the color of the oil stain, it must have been dirty all afternoon.

Wen Yu looked up at him, and nodded without saying anything.

"Go home and take it off for you to wash." Wen Sheng scratched her head and said.

Wen Sheng glanced up when he arrived at the door of the unit. He lives on the seventh floor, which is the second-to-last floor, and the eighth floor is Aunt Liu's house.

The lights on the seventh floor are dark.

Nobody at home.

Wen Sheng breathed a sigh of relief habitually when he saw the pitch-black window.

When he used to go home, he always had to look up to see if the light was on. If it was on, it would prove that either his father or mother must be at home, either drinking or playing mahjong.

Some people like to see a light in the house when they come home, because it can bring warmth and comfort to the feeling that there is someone in the house.

But the temperature rise is different.

He would suddenly lose all sense of security.

He is afraid of people in the family, especially with Xiaoyu.

What awaits them like that is either scolding or beating.

Wen Yu obediently took off her school uniform and jacket and put it in the laundry basket when she entered the door, then went into the house to study.

After watching her close the door, Wen Sheng stood for a while before turning around and entering the bathroom.

Wen Yu is a very obedient child, and very quiet, unlike many children, there is a kind of calmness and calmness in her character.

But it can also be called indifference.

A shell of indifference created by the family environment.

She is eccentric, withdrawn, barely speaks, and doesn't like to communicate with others.

When Wen Sheng went to see her at No. [-] Primary School several times at noon, he basically never saw her playing with other children.

She also never told Wen Sheng what happened to her in school, nothing interesting, sad, angry, wronged, or lively.

Wen Sheng didn't know how she got along with her classmates, and the teacher didn't seem willing to mention it during the parent meeting.

But like today, Wen Sheng walked to the laundry basket and looked at the oily cuff.

Did she really make it when she was eating?

He didn't want his sister to follow in the footsteps of his previous life.

Xiaoyu lived as if life would be worse than death.

He didn't even dare to think about it.

The washing machine has been scrapped and useless for a long time. I heard that my mother meant to sell it quickly, but she has not acted until now, but it’s okay not to sell it, so she can use the money to play mahjong.The soap at home that used to be as thick as a brick is now like a piece of iron, and slag falls off after being used.

Wen Sheng boiled a pot of hot water, then adjusted the water temperature, soaked the school uniform in a basin and pressed it well, went to the house to get some money, and planned to go downstairs to buy a bag of washing powder and come back.

Before leaving, he knocked on Wen Yu's door: "My brother will be back soon after going out for a while, do you want something to eat?"

Wen Yu's appetite is sometimes large and sometimes small, but it's amazing that no matter how much she eats, even if she's full, as long as there are small snacks in front of her, she can eat a little more.

convinced.

Half a minute later, there was the sound of flipping slippers in the room, and then Wen Yu opened the door.

Wen Yu's room was a bit smaller than his, but the room was bright and furnished with simple furniture, including a bed, wardrobe, and desk.The little swan lamp on the table is on, and there are books, paper and pens under it.

Wen Yu said, "Potato chips, they taste like barbecue."

"Okay." Wen Sheng said, pointing to the room, "Let's go study."

Wen Yu nodded and closed the door.

Wen Sheng turned and went out, locked the door, and kept the key under the carpet, without putting it in his pocket.

Downstairs there is a canteen with a small door and very close by, but it doesn’t have all the items. Some common snacks are not stocked by the boss. Except for the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar for emergency cooking, people usually don’t even buy popsicles from him at other times. of.

Not even Old Middle Street.

Xia Tian cannot infuse the soul.

Turning two big bends away from here leads to another street. That street is a commercial street, which is quite prosperous. Wen Sheng originally wanted to go shopping for other things, so he chose a big supermarket that is not too close .

This supermarket has two floors. The first floor is full of snacks, toys, rice, oil, salt, etc., and the second floor is full of household utensils, such as brooms, mops, laundry detergent, etc. Anyway, everything seems to be complete.

Wen Sheng walked up the stairs to the second floor, lingered among the rows of shelves, and finally took a bag of Liby at the bottom of the third-to-last row.

"Do you have a dog leash? The thick one." A familiar and impatient voice sounded not far ahead.

Wen Sheng's straightened back suddenly stiffened.

After being raided by Wu Dafan early in the morning, Wen Sheng felt that he was already very unlucky, Qiao Chen felt that he was also very unlucky.

Obviously I was playing the guitar at home and nothing happened, but because the dog was unleashed in the yard, Qiao Ru, who came back from work, scratched her skirt, and he was inexplicably captured by his beloved parents. There was a mixed scolding between the two of them.

Depend on!

He didn't tear it up!

Why not scold the dog!

"The dog can understand and still scold you? You are used to it!" Qiao Ru pointed at him while holding her skirt.

He stroked the dog's head, speechless.

In fact, this matter was nothing at first, his family has such a personality, and their temper will explode for a while, and they will be happy again in less than half an hour. There was extra time in this quarrel.

Mom and Dad talked about Qiao Ru's skirt, the secret of raising a dog, and how he learned to look like a dog, but he still had the nerve to raise a dog...

What happened to the scumbag!

What happened to the dog!

What happened to tearing Qiao Ru's skirt!

Even if I, Qiao Chen, died of starvation and freezing in this life, I would never tie up a dog!

Qiao Chen was rarely beaten by such verbal groups, and he didn't bother arguing with them, so he ran out without even eating in his agitation.

Didn't even have time to put on a coat.

It was only when he went out that he realized,

It turns out that the night in early autumn is so heart-warmingly cool.

After blowing the cold wind and smoking two cigarettes to calm down for a while, he decided to go to a nearby supermarket to buy a dog leash and forget about it.

But to his surprise, he could still meet the doormat here.

Wen Sheng should belong to the kind of person who doesn't want to cause trouble, and likes to stay away from people who are not easy to provoke, but his acting skills don't seem to be very good.

When he walked over with the washing powder, he didn't know if he realized that he was turning.

Honestly it looks pretty cute.

Qiao Chen couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, and suddenly felt that his irritability had dissipated a lot, so he happily greeted him: "Why are you here?"

"Shopping." Wen Sheng said, "What about you?"

"Shopping." Qiao Chen happily shook the dog leash in his hand.

"Oh." Wen Sheng glanced at the smiling clerk next to him, and didn't know what to respond, so he went downstairs.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Chen followed him downstairs.

Wen Sheng was a little helpless when he saw his pissed-off look.

Maybe it’s because he was bullied a lot when he was a child. He really didn’t adapt to it, and he couldn’t learn how to get along with others. When he met unfamiliar people, he would subconsciously stay away, especially when he met a schoolmate who had just been at the same table for a day and couldn’t figure out his personality. When you were a bully, this feeling of not being familiar with each other was quite embarrassing.

When he grabbed two bags of barbecue-flavored potato chips and put them in a plastic bag, Qiao Chen showed a surprised expression: "Do you like this?"

"Average." Wen Sheng said, "I bought it for my sister, she likes it better than me, and she has to lick her paws after eating."

Qiao Chen was still surprised: "You still have a younger sister?"

"Yes." Wen Sheng said.

Watching Wen Sheng pick out snacks intently, Qiao Chen's eyes followed those hands as they moved back and forth on the shelf.

It's quite comfortable to get along with the doormat, and of course it may be because I'm tired of anger.

This kid's fingers are quite long, and his hand shape is still good-looking, which is very suitable for playing the piano.

Bread, sausage, potato chips, jelly... oh shit, I'm hungry.

Qiao Chen touched his flat stomach, and felt that he was so hungry that he could eat a cow, but he had a problem since he was a child, and he didn't want to eat alone.

It's funny to say.

Choking on food.

So no sense of security.

But right now, if you just ask the doormat if you can eat with me, it feels a little weird. He is not afraid of anything else, but he is afraid of what others think.

Qiao Chen looked at the back of Wen Sheng's head for a long time, thought for a while, and seemed to muster up a lot of courage: "Have you eaten yet? Do you want to have a meal with me?"

Wen Sheng didn't even look back: "I ate it. Thank you."

Qiao Chen was stunned.

He ate it! ! ! !

He even ate it! ! ! !

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck! ! ! !