Ding, your little fool is online

Ling Qiuchi was not interested in exploring Yuan Xing's Mr. Happy, and his tutor taught him not to pry into other people's privacy, so he avoided it by himself and waved to him: "You answer the phone." Pushing the wheelchair backwards, he stepped back a little , Silently eat a chicken popcorn with a bamboo stick.

Yuan Xing had no choice but to look away, connected the phone, and said in a joyful tone, "Hey, open, Mr. Happy."

Usually, he can see Mr. Happy all the time, and he doesn't think it's anything special when he receives a message occasionally, but in the days apart, he is very happy when he receives a phone call.

"Where are you, Xiao Yuanxing?" Wang Qianyang asked, "Zhang Yue told me that you took a day off today."

Yuan Xing didn't know that his sister Yueyue had been bought by Wang Yuyang long ago, and would report his strange movements at any time.

"I, I'm..." Yuan Xing looked down at the paper jam in the plastic bag and other materials, and decided to lie, "I'm with brother Xiaoqiu."

In fact, it's not a lie, after all, Ling Qiuchi and Benqiu are eating fried chicken not far behind him.

Wang Yuyang was a little surprised: "Ling Qiuchi?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that his volume was a little too loud. After all, Ling Qiuchi didn't know that he was taking care of Yuan Xing, so he lowered the volume again, but after lowering the volume, he felt that he was being deliberate. Why do you have to be so sneaky.

But he still asked softly: "Why is Xiao Yuanxing and Xiao Qiu together?"

A fool would believe that Yuan Xing asked for leave to find Ling Qiuchi.

"Xiao Yuanxing, are you lying?" Wang Yuyang asked, teasing him without blame, "Okay, you little liar, you don't type out drafts and stutter when you lie, I will remember, you will not stutter when you speak in the future lie."

Yuan Xing suddenly panicked: "I..."

Wang Yuyang on the other end didn't speak on purpose, Yuan Xing thought he was angry, so he had to beat him up: "I, I was preparing, preparing a birthday surprise for you, Mr. Happy, that's why I asked for leave."

Hearing this, Wang Yuyang immediately forgave him, and even praised him vigorously. After hearing this, Yuan Xing laughed a few times in embarrassment.

Ling Qiuchi, who was behind him, might have been scalded while eating chicken rice crackers, so he couldn't help coughing.

The sound of coughing was captured by Wang Yuyang, and he asked, "What are you and Xiaoqiu doing?"

Yuan Xing looked down at the chicken rice flower in his hand: "Brother Xiaoqiu bought me fried chicken for me to eat."

"Fried chicken?" Wang Yuyang was taken aback, "Is it that fried chicken again?"

"Yeah." Yuan Xing nodded, tied a piece of chicken rice flower with a bamboo stick, and ate it to Wang Yuyang, "Yes, it's delicious."

Wang Yuyang suddenly remembered that he said earlier that he wanted to buy some matcha puffs that Ling Qiuchi likes most, and asked Yuan Xing to help bring them there, but that time was also delayed because of Zhao Mianfu.

There are still a few days before I go back. The place selling puffs is on the first floor of the shopping mall where the hot pot restaurant is located. Yuan Xing can buy them easily.

So he said: "Since Xiaoqiu asked Yuanxing to eat popcorn twice, besides thanking him, shouldn't Xiaoyuanxing express something else?"

"Well." Yuan Xing chewed the chicken popcorn, thought about it seriously, then nodded, and gave an accurate answer, "Well, yes, it should be."

So Wang Yuyang told him the address of the puff shop on the phone, and said: "Xiaoqiu likes to eat puff pastry matcha stuffing the most. When you bring it to Xiaoqiu, you will say that you bought it. If he asks How do you know that he likes to eat puff pastry matcha? You just say that you also like it. The puffs may be a little expensive, but there is still some cash under the TV cabinet at home. Xiao Yuanxing, you can use it and buy yourself some snacks .”

He didn't say the last sentence, "Just treat it as the pocket money your father gave you."

Yuan Xing listened quietly, and after Wang Yuyang finished speaking, he suddenly said sourly: "But I, I don't like tea, it's so bitter. And Mr. Happy, you don't buy it for me, you , are you still my Mr. Happy?"

Yes, jealous.

The vinegar is quite strong, and the sour smell can be smelled thousands of miles away, and the vinegar pot hanging from the corner of the pursed mouth can be seen.

Wang Jianyang sniffed in the air, not knowing whether he was helpless or happy.

Being jealous means that Yuan Xing cares about him very much, and that he is still very important in Yuan Xing's heart.

Perhaps this is the change from dependence to possession. Although I don't know whether it was my departure that contributed to Yuan Xing's small growth this time, or my desire to give Ling Qiuchi, his younger brother, some care from the side, in short, no matter what it is, After all, Yuan Xing has grown up a bit, and he is a few steps away from the 18-year-old Yuan Xing who can understand his own emotions.

When he was dependent, Motoko was obedient, saying what he said, as soft as a piece of strawberry-flavored marshmallow, kneading it at will, and rubbing his soft cheek against his palm.

When he was in possession, he could hold his mouth with a word, it was sour like a piece of lemon-flavored cotton candy, and when he pinched it, the stuffing that was squeezed out was sweet and sour.

However, whether it's sweet strawberries or sour lemons, Lao Wang is so happy that he almost walks out of the pace of ignorance.

"Buy it." Wang Yuyang said with a smile over there, "Of course I will buy it for you. I will give whatever my little Yuanxing wants, and I will never break my promise."

As soon as he finished speaking, the receptionist at the company of Wang Yuyang's old classmate called him, asking him to hurry to the company building, and Wang Yuyang responded.

Then he turned his head and said to Yuan Xing: "Be obedient, little Yuan Xing, remember what I told you, be obedient, I will satisfy whatever you want when you go back."

After getting such a promise, Yuan Xing put down the vinegar pot hanging from his mouth, said "Oh", and said, "Mr. Happy, goodbye, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Xing thought carefully about what Wang Yuyang said just now.

It should also be counted as one wish, and then add the wish that I already deserved at the end of the month, so that I can have two wishes.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xing's eyes suddenly shone.

Do you want a kiss on the left cheek and a kiss on the face?still……

Yuan Xing unconsciously thought of the plot of the movie, and then unconsciously touched his lips.

The more he understood, the more slowly he understood the meaning of the kiss on the lips.

It's just... Yuan Xing pursed his lips, the upper and lower lips were bright red, and they looked tight.

If two wishes are combined into one, it should be possible, right?

Yuan Xing blinked, and put down the hand on his lips.

"Little cabbage." Seeing that he had put his hands on his mouth in a daze after the phone call, Ling Qiuchi couldn't help asking him, "What's wrong with you? Did you bite into your mouth while eating fried chicken?"

"Ah?" Yuan Xing pulled away from his own thoughts and shook his head, "No, no, Mr. Happy just said, said..."

Ling Qiuchi interrupted him before he finished speaking: "Xiao Bai Cai, I seem to remember..."

"You and my brother know each other, right?" Ling Qiuchi looked at him rightly, but couldn't express the emotion in his eyes.

When he was applying for a disability certificate before, Wang Yuyang left himself to help this little cabbage, and after Yuan Xing helped him drive away the bad boy, he gave him the fried chicken he bought. Later, Wang Yuyang also found out that he bought fried chicken And about being bullied, I even called him specifically to ask him what was going on.

So, not only do they know each other, but they also have the contact information of each other, and keep in touch frequently, otherwise they won't even tell each other such trivial things as buying a fried chicken.

"You guys know each other, right?" Ling Qiuchi said, unconsciously gripping the sides of the wheelchair.

Yuan Xing didn't know the twists and turns of Wang Yuyang's house, so he nodded generously and said, "Yes, I know him, he is mine..."

It's a pity that he didn't finish his sentence this time.

"Autumn late."

At the same time as the female voice sounded, another bag of fried chicken was stuffed into Yuan Xing's arms.

Yuan Xing, holding two bags of fried chicken in his arms, stared blankly at the woman in front of him.

Black curly hair hangs down to the shoulders, wearing a smoky pink dress with a flower-like brooch on the chest, the leather shoes on the feet are the same color as the dress, the skin is well maintained, looks very young, the whole person is covered with lotus flowers from head to toe The same soft and beautiful temperament.

Ling Han also noticed Yuan Xing, glanced at him, then quickly looked away, looked at Ling Qiuchi, and asked in a gentle voice: "Qiu Chi, why did you come out of school? Didn't you promise to go to class well?" , don’t you skip class?”

It turned out that not long after Ling Qiuchi and Yuan Xing came out, the security guard told his head teacher about Ling Qiuchi being picked up by his brother, but the head teacher didn't receive Ling Qiuchi's leave note at all, so he told him layer by layer Ling Han.

So Ling Han hurried over.

Then I saw my son with a... who couldn't tell whether he was a student or a social youth.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Yuan Xing again, and Yuan Xing blinked at him.

"Qiu Chi." Ling Han looked away, "Why didn't you answer Mom's question?"

Hearing her question, Yuan Xing suddenly realized that this is Xiaoqiu's brother's mother, she looks so pretty.

So, is this also Mr. Happy's mother?

Yuan Xing then looked at her and blinked again, thinking wildly in his mind.

Ling Han didn't know what was in Yuan Xing's head beside her. Just now, when she saw Ling Qiuchi stuffing chicken popcorn into Yuan Xing, she couldn't help frowning and said, "Why are you eating junk food again? Didn't you tell you not to eat it?" ?”

"Will my fried food make the wound on my leg fester and pus or will it make me lose another arm?!"

Ling Qiuchi raised his head suddenly, clutching the wheels of the wheelchair tightly with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

His forehead hair blocked his eyes and part of his vision, but he could still feel his anger and resentment.

"You guys told me to go to the rehabilitation center. I went and said that I was going to take the college entrance examination soon so I couldn't drop my studies. They told me to go back to school and run around, and I did as well. Now I can't eat whatever I want?" Ling Qiu Chi gritted his teeth and said.

For a long time, he has been depressed at home in addition to being depressed, and there are various rules and regulations for his health.

Outside the body is learning, and no one has ever cared what he thinks.

The only one in the past seemed to be driven away by the extreme longing in his almost dry heart.

Thinking of this, the anger and resentment in Qiuchi's heart rose again.

Ling Han was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Mom is also doing it for your own good. The college entrance examination is about to take place. You, you are almost 21 years old."

"Stop talking!" Ling Qiuchi slammed the wheelchair hard.

After roaring loudly, he coughed violently, his thin and emaciated body bent and folded like a piece of paper, unable to withstand the wind and rain.

"Brother Xiaoqiu!" Yuan Xing hurried to Ling Qiuchi's side and patted his back gently.

Ling Han stood aside with an extremely embarrassed expression, either going up or standing where she was, and finally she chose to put down her raised hand.

"Ah, auntie." Yuan Xing raised his eyelids cautiously, looked at Ling Han and said, "Little brother Xiaoqiu likes to eat fried chicken, so just, just eat a little bit once in a while, nothing will happen."

Ling Han was taken aback, she didn't expect an outsider to intervene in her family affairs, and she just wanted to say something.

Yuan Xing said again: "Moreover, and Xiaoqiu, no, he didn't skip class. He didn't want to see the class, a few people in the class, that's, that's why he came out."

"It's not counted, it's not counted as skipping class, because everyone doesn't want to, and it doesn't count when you see someone you hate."

Yuan Xing didn't know who the specific person Ling Qiuchi didn't want to see was, and Ling Han was also taken aback when he heard it. Only Ling Qiuchi knew that the group of people who often bullied him and laughed at him would never change after being punished.

There are indeed such bad people in the world.

Ling Qiuchi doesn't care for other people's sympathy, he doesn't want others to sympathize with him because he is disabled, he always likes the four-character idiom of "disabled and strong".Although his leg was broken, he still longed for a normal life in his heart.If possible, Ling Qiuchi hoped that they could put away their sympathy and look at him with normal eyes, no matter if they were classmates, friends, teachers, or family members.

Now his mother, his biological mother, also treats him as a completely disabled person.

All the relatives around him also think that he has an ugly and bad temper, but they don't know that his mind is extremely delicate, and even a small move by others will affect him.

After coughing, Ling Qiuchi bit her lips and said hoarsely, "Mom, I know you are good for me, but I..."

Ling Qiuchi left the second half of the unspoken words to Ling Han.

And Ling Han's body trembled, and he was speechless for a moment.

Yuan Xing looked back and forth between Ling Han and Ling Qiuchi with a worried face.

The spring breeze has passed, and the wildfire can't burn out the sorrows in each other's hearts.

Ling Qiuchi followed Ling Han back in the end, and didn't ask Yuan Xing to return the bag of chicken popcorn that he hadn't finished eating.

The east-west, north-south wind from classmates, friends, teachers, and family still made him kneel in front of the green bamboo like the backbone.

After Ling Qiuchi left, the sky was getting dark and the fields were all together. Yuan Xing sadly took two bags of chicken popcorn and a bag of cardboard materials back home by bus.

The pork rib soup was the last night. The lotus root and corn in it were soft and sweet, and the fried chicken next to it was also heated in the microwave by Yuan Xing, and it also gave off a fragrance.And because Yuan Xing was preoccupied with the things of this afternoon, a good meal was tasteless, and he even forgot to eat the pudding and fruit after the meal.

He looked at Ling Qiuchi's remaining half bag of chicken popcorn and blinked.

Why doesn't Auntie let brother Xiaoqiu eat fried chicken?

Thinking in this way, Wang Jianyang's video call came in.Today, he didn't drink alcohol, dressed decently, and no longer played hooligans.

The two chatted briefly, and soon Wang Jianyang found that Yuan Xing's mind was not here, and his mood was a little depressed.

So he asked: "What's wrong with Xiao Yuanxing? Are you unhappy?"

Yuan Xing shook his head, then nodded again: "In the afternoon, in the afternoon, I saw Brother Xiaoqiu and Mr. Happy, your mother is gone."

Wang Yuyang on the other side of the screen almost spit out the water he just drank.

His biological mother has been dead for a long time, did Yuan Xing meet a ghost?But soon he realized that Yuan Xing should have met Ling Han.

The other party was indeed his mother in a legal sense, and Wang Jianyang's biological mother was very complicated to explain, so he followed Yuan Xing's words: "You met Aunt Ling, and then what?"

Yuan Xing pursed his lips: "That's right, auntie, she won't let Xiao Qiu eat fried chicken, and won't let Xiao Qiu go out of school, she must, she must go back and face her, you hate people."

"The person you hate?" Wang Jianyang asked.

"Yeah, um." Yuan Xing nodded, "Brother Xiaoqiu, you hate people, although I also don't know who it is..."

Ling Qiuchi started school at his own request. Because of everyone's sympathy, the classmates got along very well with him, and they would let him do everything and try to make things easier for him.

Although Ling Qiuchi didn't like that sympathy, he probably wouldn't regard good intentions as malicious.

Except for those who are already malicious.

Wang Jianyang immediately thought of the group of brats who bullied Ling Qiuchi that Yuan Xing told him before.