Ding, your little fool is online

After Ling Qiuchi turned his head aside, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Yuan Xing scratched his head, it was neither good to take back the candy in his palm, nor to keep it on, so he had to send the candy forward again, and said flatteringly, "You, try it, it's delicious."

Ling Qiuchi's expression was sullen, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

The cold wind blew over, and Yuan Xing felt that the hand he had been stretching out was a bit cold, but for some reason, he still stretched out his hand stubbornly, just to let the boy in front of him who had the same tear mole as himself taste this chocolate candy.

The wonderful mind of a child.

Several disabled people came out of the hall with the support of their family members, and Wang Yuyang pushed Ling Qiuchi away from the door to make room for those who came out, and at the same time he did not forget to call out to Yuan Xing: "Come here."

He intended to give people a place to go out, and he didn't block the door himself, so that it was convenient for everyone to come in and out, so he called Yuan Xing, and the call to him was also to signal him not to block the door.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Xing hurriedly followed, and followed two people he was not familiar with.

Wang Yuyang didn't drive when he went out today. The driver at home is a few steps away from the gate, and he can see it when he looks up.Originally, he wanted to send Ling Qiuchi back, and then rush back to the company to work. You must know that Monday is a working day, so he asked for leave, but...

He looked at Yuan Xing who was following him, and suddenly changed his mind.

The courtyard of the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation is well greened, holly grows luxuriantly, and a few wintersweet plants are planted among them. The flowers are blooming just right, and the fragrance is scattered in the air. Wang Yuyang simply pushed the wheelchair and circled the small garden in the courtyard.

Yuan Xing put his hands in his bulging pockets, and quietly followed him around, following him round and round.

The small garden was very quiet, so quiet that Wang Qianyang enjoyed it a little.

Suddenly, Ling Qiuchi's unhappy voice broke the tranquility: "I want to go home, bro, you go to work."

Wang Yuyang sent Ling Qiuchi to the car, told the driver to drive slowly, and buckled up his seat belt. After watching the car leave, he turned around and prepared to go to the company.

Then he saw Yuan Xing who was still following behind.

The other party was wearing a red plaid scarf, and at some point put a red woolen hat on his head, with a small white pompom on the top, with his hands in his pockets, quietly.

Wang Yuyang suddenly wanted to laugh, and he asked, "Are you still following me? Don't you go to work at the hotpot restaurant?"

Yuan Xing replied honestly: "I don't go to work today."

Wang Yuyang teased him: "What do you do with me when you're not at work?"

"I, I don't mean anything else." Yuan Xing thought that he had caused trouble to the other party, and hurriedly explained, "I just have something."

As he spoke, he took something out of his pocket.

Tian Yuanxing bought a new phone the day before yesterday, and entered the phone number of the person opposite, because he didn't know the name, and the other person's recent intersection with him, so he saved a "happy" for him.

On the one hand, I met this person again today, and the other person helped me again, so Yuan Xing felt that he needed to know his name.In this way, if I meet again in the future, if this person helps him again, I can at least say thank you to him with my name.

Motoko, on the other hand, wants to know the person's name.

When the mobile phone was taken out, roasted sweet potatoes, receipts, chocolate candies, and bus cards came out together, all of which fell to the ground.

"Oh, my sweet potato..." Yuan Xing hurriedly squatted down to pick up his own scraps.

Wang Yuyang also squatted down to help him pick up the scattered chocolate candies and bills flying around, curious about the pockets on Yuan Xing's clothes, which looked small, but there were so many things in them.

A total of four chocolate candies rolled down, Yuan Xing picked up one, Wang Jianyang picked up two, and one was left on the ground.

The two reached out to the last candy at the same time. Wang Yuyang touched the chocolate candy first, followed by Yuan Xing, so his fingertips landed on the back of the other's hand unprepared, and scratched lightly, like a small paw. Same.

He hurriedly withdrew his hand and stood up: "No, I'm sorry."

"Don't drop it next time." Wang Yuyang handed the three candies in his hand to Yuan Xing, "Three, take it."

However, Yuan Xing only took one away, and kept two in Wang Yuyang's hands. He whispered, "Here, this candy is for you, thank you, thank you, and there is one more, for my brother."

He still remembered that Ling Qiuchi didn't eat his candy.

After being stunned for a moment, Wang Qianyang peeled open one of the candies generously, ate it, and then put the other in his pocket.

Yuan Xing watched him eat this candy intently, and the pompom on the top of Little Red Riding Hood swayed happily.

Wang Yuyang packed up the candy wrapper, and then asked Yuan Xing: "Little...do you have anything else to do?"

"Ah." Only then did Yuan Xing realize that the task was to ask for his name, he held his mobile phone, and seemed a little embarrassed, "I have something to do."

Yuan Xing took out his phone and said, "I, I saved your phone number before, but it didn't have a name, so..."

As he said, he unlocked his small straight phone, opened the address book, flipped to the contact information of "Happy", and handed over the phone.

"So, I want to ask, what's your name?"

Wang Jianyang was stunned again.

What kind of wonderful unfolding is this?

Although Wang Yuyang was puzzled, he still took the mobile phone handed over by Yuan Xing. The small bar phone is no longer used by anyone, and the size is not as big as his palm.

Is this his new phone?

Then he looked down at the screen, and saw that on the small screen, his mobile phone number was scrolling, and the note on the left was "Happy".

Happy?

What kind of wonderful unfolding is this?

Wang Yuyang couldn't help but look at Yuan Xing, who was a little embarrassed, and only heard him say: "You, can you write your name in for me?"

Seeing Yuan Xing's embarrassment, he wanted to tease him again, so he asked, "What is happiness?"

When Yuan Xing heard this, he was a little embarrassed at the time. He was embarrassed to tell the other party, because you gave me the happiness in my life recently, so I gave you the name Kaixin.

I had no choice but to say evasively: "There is nothing, I hit it casually."

When Wang Jianyang heard it, oh, he can type the word "happy" casually, and the child is quite good at lying, and he doesn't stutter when lying.

He began to "threat" Yuan Xing again: "If you don't tell the truth, I won't write." He said and gestured to return the phone to him.

Yuan Xing was helpless, his eyes flicked between the toe of his white sneakers and the upper of the opponent's black leather shoes, and hesitated: "Because, because of you... I am very happy, so I am happy."

After hearing this, Wang Yuyang finally laughed out loud. He looked at the small screen on the phone and said, "Xiao Yuanxing, you are really interesting."

Yuan Xing's eyes widened, how could this person know his name?He didn't know that when he was at the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation, all his information had been read by the other party.

However, before he could ask the doubts in his heart, the other party had already returned the phone to him, only to see that there were three more words in the note, and "Happy" became "Mr. Wang Kaixin".

"My surname is Wang." Wang Yuyang said, "The last two words are too uncommon, so I won't tell you."

"Wang, sir..." Yuan Xing repeated in a low voice, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Before he could take a few glances at the newly released Mr. Wang Kaixin, Wang Yuyang took the phone back again, his fingertips slid over the back of Yuan Xing's hand: "Wait a minute."

Wang Qianyang pressed on the keyboard, and deleted the word "Wang" in the note. He always felt that it was weird to bring a surname and a sense of happiness.

"Okay." He handed the phone to Yuan Xing, "It's better for Mr. Happy to remember, and it looks good."

Yuan Xing thought that the other party thought he was stupid and couldn't remember, so he hurriedly said, "I, I can remember!"

Wang Jianyang smiled and said, "You just need to know my surname in your heart."

It just so happened that his mobile phone rang a few times, it was news from Wu Xiaomao's work.

At the same time, a taxi passed by, Wang Yuyang raised his hand to call for a taxi, and said to Yuan Xing with a smile, "I'm going to work, goodbye little guy, if you are unhappy, you can call Mr. Happy."

Then the car door was closed and the window was rolled up, Yuan Xing's small face gradually disappeared from the field of vision, Wang Yuyang also put his mind back, looking at the retrograde street scene outside the window.

Suddenly, his mobile phone rang with a "ding--", it was a text message notification tone.

Wang Jianyang saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and thought it was a spam message and was about to delete it when he noticed the content in the message.

"Thank you, Mr. Happy."

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