Ding, your little fool is online

The night was quiet, Motoko's voice was soft, it sounded like clouds in the night sky, sprinkled with moonlight and starlight, full of dreams.

"But, is it okay?" Yuan Xing asked again, "I'm sleeping, I can't sleep..."

Although he was asking and asking for Wang Yuyang's opinion, Yuan Xing walked forward barefoot and took another step or two towards the door, his whole body was shrouded in the light of the night lamp.

He was wearing a large T-shirt and shorts, exposing his small arms and legs. He was white and slender, and his toes were shining white under the night light.

The hair is a little messy, presumably it was messed up when he turned over repeatedly just now.

In fact, Yuan Xing is a little reluctant to bed. After living in one place for too long, he will inevitably feel a little more comfortable. Now he has suddenly changed his sleeping place. Although it is Mr. Happy's home, it always makes him feel a little bit displaced.

It took a long time to writhe on the sofa.

Wang Yuyang was stunned and did not speak, Yuan Xing seldom made such a request to himself, at least in a sober state.

In the past, I was either crying when I was wronged and sad, or when I was half asleep and half awake.

Seeing that Wang Yuyang didn't speak, Yuan Xing thought he was hesitating or thinking of something else, and scratched his toes on the floor involuntarily.

After thinking for a while, he said cautiously: "I, I have saved enough money this month, can I have a wish to sleep with Mr. Happy holding my hand?"

"But, but the money is at home. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will go home and get it?"

"Mr. Happy, what you said before is ok, at the end of a month..."

This is what Wang Yuyang said in the first ten days, and the original intention was to prevent Yuan Xing from sending money to his family.

As for the wish, whether it is the middle of the month or the end of the month, as long as Yuan Xing mentions it, no matter what it is, Wang Yuyang will try his best to help him realize it.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Xing remembered it clearly.

Returning to his senses, Wang Yuyang hurriedly got down from the bed and blamed him, "Why don't you wear slippers? Come here quickly, and be careful of diarrhea."

With approval, Yuan Xing hugged the big pillow in his arms, walked to the bed in a few steps, climbed up, got into the warm blanket and lay on his side.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wang Qianyang stretched out his hand to tuck up the blanket, folded the one at his feet and stuffed it in.

Yuan Xing was tightly wrapped in a blanket, like a small caterpillar, with only a small head exposed, drooping eyes blinking, very cute.

Seeing Wang Jianyang's heart trembled.

When they were at Yuan Xing's house during the Chinese New Year, in order to comfort Yuan Xing who was overly grieved, the two also held hands and slept all night. Wang Yuyang lay on the sofa and Yuan Xing lay on the bed.

Wang Yiyang still planned to pull a sofa from the living room this time. His own sofa is more comfortable than Yuan Xing's sofa, at least enough for his height to lie flat on.

He got up and was about to go out when the corner of his pajamas was grabbed by the person behind him.

Turning around, I saw the little caterpillar Yuanxing stretched out a hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"No, don't let go."

Yuan Xing's voice is soft and waxy, and he usually speaks in a soft voice, but due to his personality and experience, his tone and posture are always low, cautiously flattering.But because of the different emotions mixed in that sentence just now, it sounds different.

There have been several times of limp, wronged dependence, but only once with a bit of coquettishness like this time.

These words stopped Wang Jianyang's pace.

Immediately, he sat back on the bed, pulled out the corner of his clothes, and firmly grasped Yuan Xing's hand in his palm.

The other hand stroked the hair on his forehead, and lightly tapped his smooth forehead with his fingertips.

Said softly: "I won't go, go to sleep."

The light from the night lamp, together with the gentle words, were scattered in the warm air.

Yuan Xing pulled Wang Yuyang's hand into the bed, patted it lightly with the other hand, covered it like a baby, and said, "No, I can't go."

Wang Jianyang pursed his lips, and repeated what he said just now: "Don't worry, Xiao Yuanxing, I won't leave."

"Yeah." Yuan Xing responded sullenly, moved his body, and leaned closer to Wang Qianyang.

There were two breathing sounds in the room, one after the other like you chasing me.

Originally, Wang Yuyang was still worrying about how to let Yuan Xing come to sleep in the bedroom, but unexpectedly he got in by himself, which saved him a lot of effort.

The hand was held, but Yuan Xing did not close his eyes to sleep, but still raised his drooping eyes, looking at Wang Yuyang blinking and blinking.

Wang Jianyang flicked his forehead lightly and said, "Why are your eyes still open?"

The index finger of the small hand covering the back of Wang Yuyang's hand moved slightly.

Yuan Xing whispered: "I'm not, I'm not very sleepy."

At present, Yuan Xing is indeed not sleepy, even though he has been working hard all day, but now he has no sleepiness.

Especially, with Mr. Happy holding his hand.It seems that if you fall asleep in this situation, you will miss a lot of warmth and beauty, and if you cannot experience it yourself in a waking state, you will lose a lot.

"Don't want to sleep?" Wang Yuyang lowered the brightness of the night light, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Hmm..." Yuan Xing hesitated for a long time, but didn't say anything specific.

She had no choice but to move her index finger again, rubbing against the back of Wang Yuyang's hand, and whispered, "This way, this way is fine."

The air was quiet again for a while.

Wang Jianyang's eyes turned back and forth in the bedroom, from night lights to curtains, from quilt corners to slippers, there was no place where his eyes stayed for more than five seconds.

At the age of 30, he thought he had never seen such a big storm, but at this time his eyes shifted quickly, as if he was covering up his nervousness.

During the silence, the caterpillar moved four times under the quilt, and its little hands and fingers moved eleven times.

There is a thin layer of flesh in the palm, and it feels greasy when the skin touches it. This taste is not very good, but Yuanxing's other hand rests lightly on it, making him unable to bear to pull it out no matter what.

Finally, Wang Jianyang shifted his gaze to Yuan Xing.

The other party lowered their eyelashes, staring fixedly in one direction, and didn't know what they were looking at.

For some reason, Wang Yuyang always felt that Yuan Xing was weird tonight, but he couldn't say exactly what was different, he just felt that something was different.

In terms of being well-behaved, he has always been well-behaved, he is obedient when he speaks, and it is not the first time that he has clearly shown dependence.

Wang Jianyang took a few more glances, then looked away and continued to think.

Previously, he wanted Yuan Hongming to come and live in his home because Yuan Hongming always changed ways to ask for money. After Yuan Xing refused, he spent half a month in that hut by himself. Get tired.

Yuan Xing refused to return, but Wang Yuyang never gave up on this idea, especially after learning what his landlord had done, he wanted to quickly include people in his territory.

Just like the matter with Yuan Hongming, Wang Jianyang didn't tell Yuan Xing straightforwardly the loss caused by the other party's actions.

If possible, he still wants to keep a warm, fairy-tale world for Yuanxing.That's why he made insinuations over and over again, saving money to make a wish come true, and telling him not to answer calls that made him unhappy.

In the matter of renting a house and the landlord, Wang Yuyang still wanted to follow the previous method, so he frequently asked Yuan Xing when to pay the rent a few days ago.

On the day when he paid the rent, I followed him to help Yuan Xing recover the money he had been cheated of earlier, and by the way, told Yuan Xing some reasons, and then asked him if he would like to live with me.

In fact, if Wang Jianyang was willing, he would slowly coax Yuan Xing and coax him to live in his home.

But in the face of such a naive Yuan Xing, Wang Yuyang always felt that he was deceiving him by doing that. In his daily relationship, most of his actions were carried out according to Yuan Xing's wishes, and he never made decisions for him or forced him. What does he do.

The alarm in the car of someone downstairs sounded, causing the whole community to complain.

Intertwined lights stream through the curtains, dyeing this bedroom in a colorful way.

Finally, after a while, the car gradually quieted down.

"Xiao Yuanxing." Wang Jianyang called softly, pulling his hand under the blanket.

"Huh?" Yuan Xing raised his face, "What, what's the matter, Mr. Happy?"

Wang Yuyang tightened his hands and asked, "Since you don't want to sleep, can I talk to you for a while?"

"Okay." Yuan Xing curled up the fingers that were being held, then blinked, and looked up at Wang Yuyang intently.

Wang Jianyang asked: "The rent will be paid in these two days, right?"

Yuan Xing nodded: "Sure, it should be these two days, soon."

"Yeah." Wang Yuyang followed him and nodded, "I'll go with you when the time comes, okay?"

"Well..." Yuan Xing thought for a while, and there was a little worry and worry between his brows, "I, I should go by myself."

To be honest, it is illegal to increase the rent during the contract period. As long as Party B has the energy and money, he can take the landlord to court, and if it goes well, he can also get compensation.

Yuan Xing obviously couldn't, he didn't have the energy and money, and he couldn't even understand the contract, so he let others bully him.

This time the landlord raised the rent during the contract period, and Yuan Xing, who hadn't made up the rent, was even more unable to afford it.

Today, his key was locked in the store, so he came to Mr. Kaixin's house to borrow. After two days, where will he live?

He was afraid of living in Mr. Happy's house before, because he was afraid that, like before, he would suddenly be unable to eat any more sugar after eating too much.

After tasting too much sweetness, Yuan Xing suddenly brought a bowl of bitter days, Yuan Xing didn't want to experience it again.

Seeing that he was frowning, Wang Qianyang guessed that he was worried about something, so it was not easy to ask, so he just asked: "Is there something on your mind, Xiao Yuanxing?"

Yuan Xing did not answer this question directly, but said something irrelevant: "Yes, Mr. Happy, I want to eat candy."

Wang Jianyang was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what Yuan Xing meant by this move.

"You have brushed your teeth, eating candy at night is not good for your teeth." Having said that, Wang Yuyang still thought about where there is candy at home.

"But, I, I want to eat." Yuan Xing said, with a touch of coquetry unconsciously in his words.

Hearing this tone, Wang Yuyang immediately surrendered.

There are some soft candies in the refrigerator at home, which were given by friends before. Wang Yuyang didn't eat candy, so he simply threw it in the refrigerator, and he didn't know if it had expired.

"Okay, I'll let you eat." Wang Yuyang nodded, "I'll get it for you, okay?"

Yuan Xing let out a "hmm" and held onto Wang Yuyang's hand tightly, not letting go.

Wang Yuyang didn't pull out his hand, wondering: "Xiao Yuanxing? I'll get you candy, can you lie down by yourself for a while?"

"No, no." Yuan Xing had a tough attitude, "I want to hold hands, hands."

After finishing speaking, he pulled back the quilt, changed his usual light-handed style, jumped off the bed, stood beside Wang Yuyang, and squeezed his hand hard, as if to emphasize to him that he must hold hands.

"Put on your shoes." Wang Yuyang hurriedly kicked his slippers to him, "Don't freeze."

If the fudge is kept in the refrigerator for a long time, it will inevitably become hard, and it will be very cold in the mouth.

"Leave it for a while before eating." Wang Yuyang pulled back Yuan Xing's hand that was trying to get the candy.

Yuan Xing pursed his lips, and finally became obedient, and waited until the candy had completely turned to room temperature before making a move.

After a lot of tossing, it was almost three o'clock, Yuan Xing smacked his lips, and was carried by Wang Yuyang to brush his teeth.After brushing his teeth, Yuan Xing went back to the bedroom, Wang Yuyang sat by the bed, their hands were still holding each other.

"Do you want to sleep now?" Wang Jianyang yawned and asked him.

Yuan Xing still shook his head: "Now, if you sleep now, it will be too, too bad."

"Loss?" Wang Qianyang was puzzled.

Yuan Xing pursed his lips and pulled Wang Qianyang's hand tighter.

The topic was interrupted by Yuan Xing eating candy just now, but Wang Yuyang still did not forget the incident when paying the rent, and asked Yuan Xing again if he could follow.

This time Yuan Xing still didn't agree, which made Wang Jianyang feel a little abnormal.

He asked, "Yuanxing, don't you want to see me?"

Yuan Xing hurriedly responded: "No, it's not, I think, I think."

I want to see Mr. Happy every day, but, but...

So Yuan Xing begged: "Just, just one day, just one day, okay, Mr. Happy, don't come." When he said this, his tone became cautious again, and he became cautious.

Wang Jianyang frowned, at least he felt a little puzzled at first, but after hearing what Yuan Xing said, he felt that he must be hiding something from himself.In addition, Yuan Xing's thoughts were written on his face, making him even more determined.

Wang Yuyang thought for a while, pretending to compromise: "Well, just one day, only one day."

"Yeah, yeah." Yuan Xing nodded hurriedly, and heaved a sigh of relief, "Just, just one day."

But on February 2, the day when the rent was paid, Wang Yuyang still saw Yuan Xing.

Because of the traffic jam on the road, he thought he was a step late, but when they met, he saw Yuan Xing squatting at the door of the house, raised his head, and grinned at him.

And as soon as he laughed, he cried.

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