Ding, your little fool is online

After hearing this question, Wang Yuyang was taken aback for a moment.

At first, he simply felt that Yuan Xing was so stupid that it made people feel distressed, and the cuteness made him care about him involuntarily.

But as the two get along, they have escalated from the initial simple concern to another more complicated relationship.

Another kind of emotion that Yuan Xing can't understand at present is also a feeling that Wang Qianyang wants to teach Yuan Xing.

This process may be very long, and there may be countless difficulties, but Wang Yuyang is willing to give it a try, and is willing to accompany Yuan Xing to grow up again. When he is next, maybe he can understand Wang Yuyang's feelings.

Wang Yuyang put down the milk tea in his hand and scratched his hair, feeling a little tangled up, not knowing how to answer Yuan Xing's question.

Yuan Xing blinked and looked at him with hope in his eyes.

In the end, Wang Yuyang put down his hands, helped Yuan Xing straighten his scarf and hat, rubbed his fingertips against his cheek, and then squeezed it lightly.

He replied truthfully: "Because I like you."

I like it so much that I can't wait to pick all the stars in the sky to you. Although you are already a small star, you must be the one and only one I like most among the stars.

I like it so much that I want to give you all the happiness and happiness in the world, so that you will not suffer a little bit of grievance.

I like it so much that I want to take you to the other side of the world, hide it, and only show the corners of my lips and dimples to myself.

Liked to a level you may not even imagine right now.

Yuan Xing blinked again, let Wang Yuyang grab his face, and responded: "I, I like Mr. Happy too."

Wang Jian smiled and asked with a smile: "Then how much does Yuan Xing like me?"

Yuan Xing said without hesitation: "I like it very much, I like it very much!"

He liked it so much that he said twice that he liked it very much, and there was an exclamation point.

"That's it." Wang Yuyang turned his hand back and rubbed his head instead, "Then I like it very much too, I like Xiao Yuanxing very much."

Yuan Xing lowered his head, took a sip of milk tea, drooped his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips hidden in the new scarf were raised, revealing two shallow pear dimples at the corners of his mouth.

He likes Mr. Happy who brings him joy and happiness very much, and also likes Zhang Yue who takes care of him a lot in life, and also likes those who have helped him.

If there is any difference, it is probably that Wang Jianyang has two likes and an exclamation point, while the others only have one like.

This is Yuanxing's own simple and clear way of distinguishing.

Looking at Wang Yuyang, Yuan Xing's heart was still as warm as when he saw that side face last night.He couldn't name this warmth, he could only attribute it to a simple instinctive liking, but this liking was a little bit more than usual.

But in the final analysis, his liking is still different from Wang Jianyang's. There is an essential difference between pure liking and deep liking.

But it doesn't matter, Little Xingxing's Mr. Happy will take him to learn this feeling again.

After drinking half a cup of milk tea, Yuan Xing's stomach that had just been suffocated a little became round again.But it's also the fault of Wang Jiyang who brought Yuan Xing to drink milk tea, and made him drink a cup of gruel for the first time.

Yuan Xing was embarrassed to waste food, so he could only hold the big cup and chew in small bites, walking around with Wang Jianyang.

On the way, Wang Yuyang answered a few calls. From his words and tone, Yuan Xing guessed that his family members should be urging him to go home.Thinking about it, everyone is basically at home with their families on the first day of the new year, except for the rebellious middle-aged man Wang Jianyang.

After thinking about it, Yuan Xing tugged at Wang Jianyang's sleeve.

Wang Yuyang just hung up the phone, lowered his head and asked, "Why is Xiao Yuanxing?"

"Go, Mr. Happy." Yuan Xing said, "You, if you have something to do, go home, I, I can."

Wang Yuyang put the phone back in his pocket, took Yuan Xing's hand again, and asked with a smile, "What can you do?"

"Hmm..." Yuan Xing thought for a while, "Okay, I'll go home by myself."

Wang Yuyang shook the big and small bags in the other hand: "Can you take back so much, Xiao Yuanxing? I'm afraid you can't even get on the bus?"

When they went out, the two originally planned to take the bus, but on the first day of the new year, there were few bus trips and too many people. With big bags and small bags.

Yuan Xing frowned and shook his head: "Okay then."

Wang Jianyang's family urged four or five times, not only because of relatives' visits, but also because Ling Qiuchi woke up.Because of his illness and the school bullying incident he learned from Yuan Xing before, Wang Yuyang told him nicely that he would go home today.

It is only two o'clock in the afternoon, and there are still ten hours before the end of the day. It seems that there is plenty of time, but Wang Yuyang still wants to solve the previous doubts today.

Did Yuan Hongming tell Yuan Xing the news of grandma's death on New Year's Eve last night?

Yuan Xing held a large cup of milk tea in his hand and stood at the entrance of the video game city, looking at the young people inside with novelty in his eyes.

Seeing his appearance, Wang Jianyang was actually very unwilling to disturb the comfort and peace at this time.

But just like what he thought before, if you really want Yuan Xing to be happy every day and forever, you must make a break with the pain before.

Moreover, only Yuan Xing knew where Yuan Xing got the news from.

"Go, Mr. Happy." Yuan Xing whispered, and handed him the milk tea in his hand.

"Can't you finish the drink?" Wang Yuyang reached out to take it.

Yuan Xing shook his head: "No, no, I, I want to go to the bathroom."

Wang Jianyang took him to the toilet, while he took a bunch of things and sat on a nearby chair for guests to rest and wait.

While waiting, Wang Yuyang's cell phone rang again.

He thought it was another call from his family, but he took out his cell phone and saw that the caller ID was "Zhang Mingxing".

Previously, Wang Yuyang learned from Zhang Mingxing that Yuan Xing asked him to help him check on his grandma when he returned to his hometown.And Zhang Mingxing has been home for a few days, and it is time to give Yuan Xing an answer after calculating the time.

But how could this call reach me.

Yuan Xing hadn't been to the toilet for a long time, and it would take a while before he came back. Wang Yuyang looked at the corner of the mall and pressed the connect button.

"Hi, Mr. Wang, I'm Zhang Mingxing, what, I've been home for a few days." Zhang Mingxing's tone seemed a bit embarrassed.

"it's me."

"Oh, oh Mr. Wang." Zhang Mingxing continued, "Where are you now? Is Yuan Xing by your side?"

Wang Yuyang's gaze was still fixed on the corner, for fear that Yuan Xing would come out suddenly: "Not here, tell me what's the matter."

"That's it." Zhang Mingxing looked around.

Zhang Mingxing: "Well, the last time I called, I didn't say that Yuanxing's grandma had passed away... Then I also bought the paper money tribute you entrusted me to buy, and secretly burned it to his grandma when no one saw it. Already."

"That's good." Wang Jianyang said, "Thank you."

"It's not polite." Zhang Mingxing scratched his head, "Just something..."

He hesitated for a moment, and said tentatively, "Yuan Xing, do you understand?"

Wang Yuyang was also silent for a while, and then continued: "Yes."

"Sure enough." Zhang Mingxing's tone changed a lot in an instant.

"What really?"

Zhang Mingxing clenched his fists: "Our side values ​​filial piety. Wasn't it New Year's Eve last night? I heard from my dad that Yuan Hongming and his poker friends got too drunk. Yuan Hongming took Yuan Xing's grandma joke……"

"And..." Zhang Mingxing paused, "My dad also said that Yuan Hongming seems to have called Yuan Xing."

Wang Qianyang's heart trembled violently, the hand that was hanging down gradually clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of the hand bulged.

It was exactly what he guessed.

This scum, Wang Yuyang gritted his teeth, thinking of Yuan Xing's appearance and voice crying last night, he wished to cut Yuan Hongming into pieces.

"So." Zhang Mingxing said, "I haven't dared to call Yuan Xing after being home for a few days. I only called you after I heard what happened last night."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Wang Jianyang said.

Zhang Mingxing: "It's okay. So what, is Yuan Xing okay, Mr. Wang? Did you go to see him?"

Wang Yuyang pinched his brows: "Yesterday was not very good, today I took him out for a walk and it's better."

Zhang Mingxing sighed: "Okay, I hope Mr. Wang can divert Yuan Xing's emotions, thank you."

"It should." Wang Qianyang said.

Zhang Mingxing: "Okay, Mr. Wang, Happy New Year, I'll hang up first, and I'm going out at home."

"Wait a minute." Wang Yuyang called him, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you know if Yuan Xing has any contact with his father... Yuan Hongming after he came to Beijing?"

Zhang Mingxing said: "I don't know about this."

Wang Qianyang thought about it, if Yuan Xing and Yuan Hongming had been in contact, what aspect would it be.

Caring and asking is definitely impossible. Judging by Yuanxing's appearance, he probably didn't make a few phone calls with his family.

Suddenly, Wang Jianyang thought of the time when he first met Yuan Xing and learned from Wu Xiaomao that Yuan Xing cried at the bank because of a counterfeit banknote.

These days, if you don't have any special business to do, you generally don't go to the bank. Besides, if you have money with you, you either save money or send money.

So he asked Zhang Mingxing: "Then do you know how Yuan Hongming's financial situation is?"

Zhang Mingxing: "I only know that Yuan Hongming has been out of work for so many years, and he just lives on the few acres of land and fish ponds outsourced by his family, as well as the subsidy from Grandma Yuan Xing."

"The amount of subsidies for the elderly here is not large, and the economy has not been particularly prosperous recently. The harvest of the land and fish ponds leased out by my family is not very good, but it is barely enough to eat."

"But Yuan Hongming usually likes to play mahjong and gamble. The little money he got was not enough for him to eat. I don't know how this scum is still alive after so long."

At the end, Zhang Mingxing was filled with righteous indignation, as if he wished he could rush to Qiancun to kill Yuan Hongming.

"By the way, there are more." Zhang Mingxing added, "My dad also said that Yuan Hongming called Yuan Xing last night and asked for some money to buy new year's goods."

Hearing this, Wang Yuyang let out a sigh of relief, and probably guessed what Yuan Xing was doing when he went to the bank: "Okay, I understand, thank you."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, and the gully between his eyebrows has not healed for a long time.

Yuan Xing's monthly salary is not much. He lives in a single room. Although the house is dilapidated, the rent in that area is not cheap. After deducting the rent, there is not much money left.

In addition, Yuan Xing suddenly appeared as an hourly worker at the Fengguang Foundation a while ago. If he was short of money, he would have gone to work in the morning, and he would not have waited until this year.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuyang's eyes became deeper and deeper, and the gap between his eyebrows increased again.

Although this phone call ruined part of his good mood today, it solved his urgent need anyway, at least he didn't have to force Yuan Xing to recall the cruelty of last night.

A smear of red appeared at the corner of the mall, and Yuan Xing walked out with two wet little hands, looking left and right for Wang Yuyang.

Wang Qianyang waved to him after seeing it: "Xiao Yuanxing."

Yuan Xing turned his head, his eyes became bright when he saw Wang Yuyang, and then trotted towards this side.

When he was running, the hair on his forehead flew up, revealing a smooth forehead and curved eyebrows, and there was a smile in his drooping eyes, and the scarf around his neck moved with him, and the red tassels with pompons Jump up and dangle in the air.

Just looking at it makes you feel good.

Wang Jianyang suppressed the hostility just now, took out the paper, and wiped his hands clean when he ran to him.

When Yuan Xing arrived in front of him, Wang Yuyang found that besides his two wet paws, there was also a lot of water on his face.

He wiped Yuan Xing's face with paper, and asked, "Why is there water all over your face?"

After wiping near the eyes, Yuan Xing squinted his eyes: "Wash, wash your face."

"What are you washing your face for?" Wang Yuyang took a clean piece of paper.

"The water is so cold." Yuan Xing was able to avoid this problem.

"Is it cold?" Wang Yuyang rolled up the paper that Yuan Xing had wiped his hands just now, threw it into the trash can beside him, then took his cold little hand, wrapped it in his palm, and put it in his coat pocket.

Wang Qianyang asked, "Is it still cold now?"

Yuan Xing pursed his lips: "It's not cold anymore."

Seeing his contented and happy appearance with curved eyebrows and eyes, Wang Yuyang was also very happy.

It would be great if he could always be as happy as he is now, Wang Yuyang thought.

But in short, the current Wang Yuyang can't stay with him all the time, Yuan Xing always thinks about grandma's death irresistibly when he is alone.

When he was washing his hands just now, there were few people in the toilet, and he left in a short while, only Yuan Xing was alone, and the water from the faucet was rushing down, and the sound echoed.

He looked in the mirror and listened to the sound of running water, and suddenly became dazed, his eyes and nose sore involuntarily, but he managed to splash a handful of water on his face before the tears came out, I blocked my tears back, looked in the mirror again, made sure that I couldn't see the red eye sockets, and then walked out.

In fact, Wang Yuyang had already seen the red marks in the corners of Yuan Xing's eyes, and couldn't help stroking them with his hands, but his heart still tugged.

The little guy was still secretly sad.

Next to it is a video game city, and there is a row of machines for catching dolls at the door. Wang Yuyang suddenly remembered that he helped Yuan Xing catch a bunch of dolls before, but he didn't see them at his home yesterday.

So he asked, "Xiao Yuanxing, what about the pile of dolls you caught earlier?"

Yuan Xing thought for a while: "All, they are all under the bed, in the box."

He is very precious, and he feels that dust will fall wherever he puts it, but there is no particularly suitable place, so he has to put it in the box under the bed and hide it like a baby.

Last night when Wang Jianyang was picking up the quilt, he seemed to remember that there were several boxes under the bed.

He let go and asked, "Then how many more do you want?"

Yuan Xing blinked, the hopeful look in his eyes had already betrayed him, children actually like this kind of thing very much, but he still hesitated.

"Forget it." Wang Yuyang got up straight away, and didn't give Yuan Xing any time to think about it. He dragged him to the video game city, "Catch a few more for you and take them back."

By the way, I asked Yuan Xing about his previous monthly salary arrangement, and if he really didn't have much money because of Yuan Hongming, he would try to give him money by himself.By the way, I would like to remind him that his own money must be in his hands.

Since you can't be with Yuan Xing all the time now, you should give him the best you can give.

Wang Yuyang bought a small box of game coins at the top-up point, took Yuan Xing to the doll-catching machine, and asked him which one he wanted.

Yuan Xing looked around in embarrassment, and finally pointed to a machine, which was full of Stitch's dolls. When Yuan Xing met Wang Yuyang for the first time, he thought he was eating alone, so he foolishly asked him if he wanted a piggy to accompany him. The one you hold while eating.

Wang Yuyang was stunned for a moment, feeling that his little star was really nostalgic, but he still put in coins, and manipulated the remote control to try to catch that Stitch.

However, because the doll is a bit bigger, it is not easy to catch, Wang Yuyang tried several times but failed to catch one.

Yuan Xing looked anxiously at the side: "Go, Mr. Happy, otherwise, otherwise, I don't want this..."

"It's okay." Wang Yuyang threw in two more game coins, "Do you want this?"

Picking stars is fine, let alone a small doll, I really can't catch words...

Then go to the wholesale market next door and buy a bag.

But this time Wang Yuyang still didn't catch it, and even he himself was a little discouraged.

Yuan Xing looked at him nervously, trying to cheer him up: "No, don't want this, happy, Mr. Happy, let's go, don't catch him."

When Wang Yuyang was about to try again, a slightly familiar voice sounded beside him.

"That's not how it was caught."

Looking back, I saw Zhao Mianfu wearing a very trendy baseball cap, holding a glass of Coke in his hand, dressed very young, with a doll bag of a dove Googoo slung across his body, and behind him was carrying a video game The transparent bag provided by the city is filled with dolls of all sizes.

Rival!

Pinch face badass!

Wang Qianyang and Yuan Xing Qi Qi sent a signal of vigilance.