Ding, your little fool is online

Ling Qiuchi blinked vigorously, only then did he see the person holding his hand in front of him clearly.

It's cabbage.

Without waiting for him to think about it, Yuan Xing hugged his neck, and regardless of the embarrassing smell on his body, he said, "Brother Xiaoqiu, you, don't cry."

The body has a light floral fragrance and a strong sunshine smell, fresh and warm.All of a sudden, Ling Qiuchi woke up a lot.

He was hugged by Yuan Xing, forced to look up, his eyelashes were covered with fine teardrops, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the all-too-familiar horizontal grid ceiling above his head, and was stunned for a while.

The fragrance of flowers is called surprise, and the person who comes is also a surprise.

But to Wang Jianyang, it was a surprise.

He didn't know how Yuanxing got to the school, exactly to the classroom at the end of the corridor.

Yuan Xing didn't knock on the door before he came, he just pushed the door and walked in. Wang Yuyang was startled by his sudden appearance.Wang Yuyang hurriedly got up and wanted to take Yuan Xing out, but when Yuan Xing saw Ling Qiuchi lying on the table, he ran over in a hurry, grabbed his hand and called him, but he couldn't stop him.

Ling Qiuchi had already looked up to see Yuan Xing at this time, while Wang Yuyang looked at Yuan Xing helplessly, and also looked at Ling Qiuchi.

This was the first time the three of them met together, and at the same time, it also announced to the world that the secret that Wang Yuyang had been guarding so hard was revealed to the world.

But Yuan Xing didn't know so much, he let go of Ling Qiuchi's neck, picked up a beautifully wrapped box from his side, and said like offering a treasure: "Little brother Xiaoqiu, don't cry, you Look, I brought you some puffs filled with tea and tea."

Yuan Xing didn't know the direct route from home to school, he only knew that he only needed to take a bus from the shopping mall to school.So he took the car from home to work, bought Ling Qiuchi a box of pastry puffs with the money that Wang Yuyang put in the TV cabinet, and then hurried to school by car, then trotted all the way after getting off the car, for fear that he would be late up.

A puff less than the size of a palm costs more than ten yuan, and the price is not particularly expensive, but Yuan Xing was still intimidated by the price.But he remembered that Wang Yuyang said that this was Ling Qiuchi's favorite food, so he gritted his teeth and bought a box, and took it with him along the way.

Not a single piece of puff pastry fell out.

Yuan Xing opened the box, pointed the neatly arranged six puffs in the box to Ling Qiuchi, and said intermittently: "Hurry up, eat it, it's delicious."

It was so fragrant that he was hungry on the road, but he still controlled himself.

The sweet smell disperses in the air, and no matter what, it can't cover the smell.

Ling Qiuchi didn't take it for a long time, he seemed to be a little confused, his eyes were wide open: "Why are you here?"

"Come, I came to look for you." Yuan Xing said heartlessly, and then he turned his head to look at Wang Yuyang, "Mr. Happy is also here."

In the wide-open eye sockets, Ling Qiuchi's pupils suddenly shrank.

When he was in the rehabilitation center, he often heard Yuan Xing talk about his Mr. Happy, how good he is, how he takes care of himself, and how much he likes him.

It's a pity that I didn't expect that...

Yes, he should have thought of it earlier, he always thought that Mr. Happy that Yuan Xing said was a relative.But this little cabbage has no one to accompany him to apply for a disability certificate, how can he have a relative who treats him as well as he said.If it is really a family member, then why was he alone in the Disabled Persons' Federation that day with his anxious and flustered back.

And on the day when the certificate was issued, Wang Yuyang abandoned himself and went straight to help this little cabbage solve the problem.Ling Qiuchi knew that this brother didn't like to meddle in his own business, but not only did he meddle in his own business that day, he also let Xiao Baicai follow them for a long time.

In addition, Yuan Xing later filed a lawsuit against him, although Yuan Xing helped him drive away those who bullied him at that time.

Various events show that Yuan Xing and Wang Yuyang are not only related, but their relationship is not just that simple as friends.

Ling Qiuchi gritted his teeth, feeling mixed feelings in his heart, he couldn't love, but he couldn't hate either.

But when he thought of being in the rehabilitation center, with the sun shining through the glass windows, white curtains, clean and beautiful, Yuan Xing slowly said how much he liked Mr. Happy, he felt that all the strength in his limbs and bones was lost by the beauty that did not belong to him. Like being drained.

Ling Qiuchi has troubled Wang Yuyang for a long time, and has regarded him as a reliance for many, many years, regardless of whether his own way is decent, in short, it is right to hold on to this sunshine.

However, this dependence no longer belongs to him.

Fingerprinting the starlight he walked out of the ruins also took away the starlight he relied on.

Ling Qiuchi turned his head to look at Wang Yuyang, as if he had regained the sanity he had just lost, he called out weakly with trembling lips: "Brother?"

Wang Jianyang did not escape his sight, his eyes were extremely firm, and he answered him with silence.

"Hey, Yuan, Brother Yuan Xing is here." Yuan Xing responded to his words with joy, even flattered, and grinned, "Brother Xiaoqiu, you have to try it, puffs."

No one responded to him, so Qiuchi also looked away, lowered his eyes, stared indifferently at the folds of his school uniform trousers knees, and said softly: "Don't eat, I'm going home, you keep it." Eat it yourself."

"The matcha stuffing is too bitter, I don't want to eat it."

Ling Qiuchi was picked up by Ling Han who arrived late.

Ling Han sent Ling Qiuchi for the exam in the morning and then went to the company. He had planned the time but was delayed by the client for a while, and then there was a traffic jam on the road, so he couldn't come in time.

She took a step back subconsciously when she smelled that peculiar smell. It seemed that years of pampered life had made her forget how miserable and unbearable her life was before her son's leg was broken, and she hadn't done any dirty work.

Faced with this situation, even his own son felt somewhat disgusted.

When Ling Han was in the classroom, he looked at Yuan Xing many times, hesitating to speak, but he couldn't say anything in the end, he just asked Wang Yuyang if he wanted to go home for dinner at noon before leaving.

But before Wang Jianyang could answer, Ling Qiuchi yelled and asked her if she was going or not.

The voice was so loud that one wondered if the person who was crying on the table just now was not the same, as if there were multiple personalities in him, and they came out one by one to vent their anger in turn, without being abrupt at all.

After Ling Qiuchi left, Wang Yuyang found the mop at the back of the classroom, cleaned the mop after mopping the floor, and hung it back on the wall.

Yuan Xing watched Wang Jianyang finish all the work without saying a word, not only did not speak, but also did not move, as if someone had acupuncture points.

Yuan Xing's hands and forearms were already a little stiff, but he was still holding the box of puffs, unwilling to put it down or let go. Some of the puff pastry shattered into pieces and fell into the box.The filling of another puff was squeezed out, and the green matcha filling was stained everywhere. The box that Motoko carefully protected all the way has become very messy.

"Xiao Yuanxing." Wang Jianyang walked up to him, patted his head, "Let's go home."

Yuan Xing didn't answer this question, and looked up at Wang Yuyang, his eyes were a little red, and he asked in a low voice: "Yes, Mr. Happy, brother Xiaoqiu, does he not like me?"

Wang Jianyang sighed, took the puff box in his hand, sealed the lid and put it back into a paper bag, saying: "This is not your fault, don't think too much about it."

"But..." Yuan Xing said again, but he shut up before finishing the sentence.

At that time, Ling Qiuchi looked at him with too many things in his gaze, including surprise, surprise, doubt, and resentment, so strong that it seemed to swallow him up.

Finally, Wang Yuyang closed the door of the classroom, greeted the patrolling security guards, and took Yuan Xing home.

It is now two o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Xing only ate a bowl of porridge in the morning, no steamed buns or bread, and his stomach kept growling when he got home, and he was already hungry.

Wang Jianyang was worried about his health, so he cooked a bowl of noodles for him as soon as he got home and brought them to his study.

Yuan Xing went into the study room when he first got home, and never came out. At this time, he was lying on the bed and covered himself with a quilt, wrapped so round that only his head was exposed, facing the wall, neither crying nor fussing, but just shriveled He pursed his mouth, looking aggrieved and sad.

Seeing that he still looked like this, Wang Qianyang called him softly: "Yuan Xing, get up and eat."

"I, I'm not hungry." Motoko said in a low voice, and then his stomach growled.

Looking at his appearance, Wang Yuyang knew that he was still thinking about what happened just now, so he put the bowl in his hand on the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked his head: "Yuan Xing, it's really not your fault, you don't have to do this." uncomfortable."

Yuan Xing arched himself under the quilt, pretending that he heard it.

In fact, he wasn't uncomfortable, he was frightened by the resentment in Ling Qiuchi's eyes at that time.

In the past, although Ling Qiuchi had dark eyes, he would laugh from time to time. Although his voice was not bright, it was genuinely happy.It was completely different from today, with a circle of black mist surrounding him, layers upon layers of which could not be approached.

There was also the strange smell on Ling Qiuchi's body, Yuan Xing could smell it as soon as he got close, but he pretended nothing was the same, immediately took his hand and hugged his little brother Xiaoqiu.

Because Yuan Xing also knew that Xiaoqiu, like him, wanted others to treat him as a normal person.He's still okay, if he doesn't talk and get along with each other, no one will know that he is a little fool, and Xiao Qiu's two empty trouser legs are so nakedly exposed to the air, there is no way to avoid it.

"Hey..." Yuan Xing sighed, and slowly got out of bed.

Seeing that he was willing to move, Wang Qianyang picked up the bowl again: "I will explain to you what happened today, now you come to eat first, otherwise your stomach will be starved."

Yuan Xing took the bowl, but put it on the bedside table, then slowly stretched out his hand under Wang Yuyang's suspicious eyes, hugged Wang Yuyang's waist, buried his face in his arms, and said sullenly: "Mr. ..."

"I'm here." Wang Yuyang stretched out his hand to stroke his fluffy hair, "What's wrong with Yuan Xing? Is it because of Brother Xiaoqiu?"

Yuan Xing's voice was full of distress: "Well..."

"I, did I cause trouble for you?" Yuan Xing asked in a low voice, "You said before that brother Xiaoqiu would be unhappy when he saw me, and then his health would be bad... I, I didn't hear you The words will come."

Having said that, Wang Yuyang couldn't bear to blame him: "Yuan Xing doesn't need to blame himself so much, it's not your fault. Because this matter is very complicated, you may not be able to understand it, but don't worry, I will deal with it OK."

The little head in his arms nodded, and continued to ask: "Mr. Happy, you, can you tell me, Xiaoqiu, what's the matter? Today's, and the past."

"Then why don't you get up and eat first? I'll tell you while you eat."

"Ah."

So Wang Jianyang omitted some insignificant things in his family, and only told Yuan Xing about Ling Qiuchi coming to his home after a car accident and becoming his younger brother, including taking care of him himself.

"Today is..." Wang Yuyang was silent for a while, "Yuan Xing also told me before that brother Xiaoqiu was bullied by bad students. I couldn't make it in time today, and I couldn't help brother Xiaoqiu punish those bad guys."

Yuan Xing was very angry after hearing this, and he tightly grasped the chopsticks in his hand: "Then, those scoundrels! Again, they bullied Brother Xiaoqiu again!"

It's a pity that the truth was cut down because of stuttering, and the tone was also fierce.

"No, but." Yuan Xing changed his tone again, pointing the finger at Wang Yuyang, "Happy, Mr. Happy, you are also at fault."

Wang Jianyang thought that he was talking about letting those bad students go, so he patted his head and said, "I'm sorry, I made my little Yuan Xing feel bad."

Shaking his head, Motoko said, "No, it's not this."

"Mr. Happy, why don't you care about Brother Xiaoqiu when you get to the end?"

When Ling Qiuchi first arrived at his home, Wang Yuyang gave him the most relationships, but as time went by, coupled with the patience worn away by Ling Qiuchi, this concern decreased year by year.Until I met Yuan Xing at the end of last year, the dependence and relationship that originally belonged to Ling Qiuchi were completely gone.

Yuan Xing didn't know that he was also one of the "culprits", and continued to say intermittently: "I, I was alone before, and I was not very sad when there was no one around me. But I, after I met Mr. Happy, I was special, special I'm afraid that one day, Mr. Happy will not care about me and don't like me. Brother Xiaoqiu is also the same, he must be afraid."

He was rambling on, but the truth behind it was the saying that if you eat too much sugar, you will be afraid that you will run out of sugar in the future.

Yuan Xing had no candy to eat at first, and then he had a better life after meeting Wang Jianyang.Ling Qiuchi was the exact opposite, so in the process of losing the candy, she used various inappropriate and extreme methods to try to keep the candy and the warmth of the past.

But after finishing that long series of words, Yuan Xing thought of something again, his mouth shrugged, and he said in a voice that was about to cry: "It was me, I was the one who gave and took away brother Xiaoqiu's candy, it was My fault. But, but I..."

If it weren't for him, perhaps the current Ling Qiuchi would still be the kid who could eat candy. Although it wasn't much, it was better than nothing.

Hearing the meaning of Yuan Xing's words, Wang Yuyang quickly stretched out his arms to hug him, patted his back continuously, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Yuan Xing did nothing wrong, and you have been helping brother Xiaoqiu, helping him drive away the bad guys, and talking to him Chatting and talking is also because of Yuan Xing, so I can know the recent situation of little brother Xiaoqiu. If little brother Xiaoqiu knows that you care about him so much, he will be very happy."

Although Ling Qiuchi lost a candy, fortunately, he got a new candy without knowing it.If the original candy was the sun shining brightly, then this candy would be like a little star, warming him with its faint light.

Yuan Xing is the star candy.

Wang Yuyang just said such a long paragraph, Yuan Xing seemed to be still immersed in his own thoughts: "But I also like it very much, I like Mr. Happy, I don't want to..."

He also didn't want to lose Mr. Happy, the hard-won candy.

He likes Wang Jianyang, and also likes Ling Qiuchi.

He felt sorry for his younger brother Xiaoqiu from the bottom of his heart...

But there is only one Mr. Happy, and Yuan Xing doesn't want to give Mr. Happy to others. He buys pastry puffs filled with tea and tea for others every day. It is best to only have himself as a little star.

But brother Xiaoqiu is very sad, very pitiful, and is often bullied by villains, his legs bleed, and he can't even eat fried chicken.

The entanglement is like a vine, circling around the small heart, and in the end, it is myself who is uncomfortable.

"No." Wang Yuyang interrupted him directly, "Didn't Yuan Xing say yesterday that he wanted to raise a kitten with me, marry me, and stay with me forever? This is also Mr. Happy's wish, so we must It will come true, so Xiao Yuanxing should stop thinking about it, okay?"

Yuan Xing groaned a few more times, then lay on Wang Jianyang's shoulder and fell silent.

Wang Jianyang didn't continue to ask further questions, and let him ease his mood.

But his Xiao Yuanxing is innocent and kind, and it's only natural to be caught in this kind of entanglement.If Yuan Xing arbitrarily prevented himself from contacting Ling Qiuchi, and didn't allow himself to care about Ling Qiuchi, then it wasn't his little Yuan Xing.

But from this incident, Wang Jianyang also saw how much Yuan Xing cared about him, and the deepest part of his heart was still relatively sweet.

After a while, Yuan Xing suddenly spoke: "Mr. Happy."

"Huh? Why Yuanxing?" Wang Yuyang still patted his back lightly.

"Me, we." Yuan Xing broke free from Wang Yuyang's embrace, put his hand on his shoulder, and said with firm eyes, "Let's go, go, the villain who bullied little brother Xiaoqiu, give him a beat up!"