I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

Jump, almost subconsciously chasing the past.

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Out of the hotel is a spacious boulevard.

Moonlight shone on the ground, cold and cold.

Mingxi watched the familiar figure in front of him. He was tall and thin in the moonlight, and the shadow of the leaves fell on him, and his pace was fast.

And Mingxi's heart beats fast, yes, she didn't feel wrong on Thursday, it was Fu Yangxi who came out of the dean's office.

It's just that he didn't know when he dyed his black hair.

He came, but why turned his head and left.

Fu Yangxi felt that he shouldn't show up. When he came, he saw the two people at the door of the hotel room.

He stood in the corner, his finger bones were pale, and blood ran from his limbs to the top of his head, making his whole body cold.

Although he was mentally prepared before he came, he might meet Zhao Mingxi who was with Shen Liyao, but he found that he really wanted him to accept this fact, but he was still extremely embarrassed.

The sky is very dark.

Mingxi couldn't catch up with him, and Mingxi couldn't help stopping.

"Fu Yangxi." Mingxi shouted.

Suddenly the grievance came out of the sore nose.

——I will not have emotions towards others.

"I--"

Mingxi didn't know what to say, and he suddenly became unfamiliar after not seeing him for a few days. Moreover, she could see that Fu Yangxi had been avoiding her, although she didn't know why. But Mingxi couldn't help but stop him.

A lot of emotions are sour.

Finally gathered to the brain, the sentence that blurted out was: "My shoelaces are loose."

The air seemed to stand still, the moonlight shook, and the shadows of the trees on the ground were also swayed by the wind.

Fu Yangxi's footsteps suddenly stopped.

His tall figure moved, and his shoulders tended to turn.

this moment.

Everything seemed to slow down.

Fu Yangxi turned her head and glanced at Mingxi.

He was muffled and suddenly began to walk back.

After two steps, he ran towards this side with his head stuffed.

It was quiet around, Mingxi looked at him.

The sound of shoes stepping on the ground seemed to step into Mingxi's heart step by step.

Fu Yangxi ran back, silent and abandoned injuries hanging from her dark hair.

She doesn't want him, but she yells and he will come back.

He knelt down and tied Zhao Mingxi's loose shoelaces.

He is very slow.

Mingxi lowered his eyes and broke the silence: "Are you here to celebrate my birthday?"

"Yeah." Fu Yangxi replied dullly.

He laced Mingxi's shoes and stood up.

Mingxi looked up at him. Today's Fu Yangxi is a little different from usual. I don't know if it is because of the change of black hair. His eyebrows are heavy, and the arrogance between them is gone, only the retreat and the unwilling youthful spirit remain.

He looked behind Mingxi.

Mingxi subconsciously followed his gaze and turned his head.

He watched Mingxi's turning of his head, his whole body stiffened, and he said in a dumb voice, "I will help you with the rest of the time when someone else celebrates your birthday. No matter how late, please call me later. ."

"I'll wait for you." Fu Yangxi retreated to the most humble position.

"Zhao Mingxi! You can't go." Shen Liyao chased him from the hotel behind Mingxi in a stride.

Mingxi realized what he was carrying in his other hand, a transparent crystal box with gold medals inside.

He wanted to give this to himself.

"I'm serious." Shen Liyao calmly said: "What I said to Aunt Dong that day."

Fu Yangxi also saw clearly. He glanced at Mingxi subconsciously, rolled his throat, tried his best to suppress the hostility and jealousy that was surging in his eyes, and turned to leave.

He can't keep watching, otherwise he can't guarantee what he did.

"Wait a minute." However, Mingxi grabbed his wrist.

Mingxi was afraid that he would run away.

Mingxi is not sure whether Fu Yangxi likes herself or just treats herself as a younger brother.

But she instinctively wanted to get rid of Shen Liyao in front of him.

Even if he hadn't learned anything, and just treated her as a little brother, she didn't want him to misunderstand him.

Fu Yangxi stiffened and didn't turn her head. She said to her heart, would she want him to stay and watch Shen Liyao confess to her?

I still want them to celebrate their birthday together.

Fu Yangxi's heart was cold, and she thought hopelessly, the little mask really had no heart.

But the next second.

What he heard was--

"Sorry, I don't want to celebrate my birthday with you."

Fu Yangxi was dizzy and said to him?

He was like a stiff stone slab, and the whole person fell straight down, as if he was about to fall into a nightmare. He took a deep breath, turned his head slowly, and looked at Zhao Mingxi.

But Zhao Mingxi looked at Shen Liyao.

and many more?

The next sentence Zhao Mingxi said to Shen Liyao was: "Shen Liyao, I'm sorry, I have told you clearly several times, I don't like you anymore before changing classes."

"The other day I was pulled by Aunt Dong to eat together. Because I was concerned about the face of my elders, I didn't say it on the spot."

"But I went to tell Aunt Dong clearly afterwards. She should also respect my opinion in the future and will not forcefully match the two of us."

Every time Mingxi said something, Shen Liyao's face turned blue.

However, Fu Yangxi was stunned for the first time, and then the blood poured back little by little, and her pale face returned to **** little by little.

His brain hummed and his heart banged--the little mask was rejecting Shen Liyao?

Isn't she rejecting him?

Is she rejecting Shen Liyao?

She said she didn't like Shen Liyao before she changed classes?

Fu Yangxi's sanity returned to the cage little by little, and her limbs, too cold, became conscious little by little.

She said she didn't like Shen Liyao.

I didn't like it long before the shift.

so early?

——Fu Yangxi realized that she almost laughed, and quickly pressed her lips.

"So please take your birthday gifts and cakes. I don't like you."

Mingxi's attitude is firm, even cold.

"If you continue to do this in the future, we don't even have to do it for friends."

Shen Liyao's face was extremely ugly.

Even though Zhao Mingxi had thought about retreating from him, she never expected that she would just celebrate her birthday as a friend, and she was unwilling.

Why did things become like this?

...

He wanted to say something, but Zhao Mingxi dragged Fu Yangxi away.

...

Fu Yangxi was dragged by Zhao Mingxi. At this moment, his whole person was like an old TV set in disrepair, thinking over and over again what Zhao Mingxi said to Shen Liyao.

Every time he repeats it, the corners of his mouth are completely uncontrollable.

The frequency of his heartbeat has reached its highest peak, and blood surges up to his forehead.

His whole person is light and fluttering, if he were not dragged, he might float to the sky.

"Little mask you--"

Mingxi held his hand and his eyes sparkled: "Brother Xi, let's go to my birthday."

The warmth came from the palm of his hand, warming Fu Yangxi's frozen blood, and all the sadness in the past days seemed to be driven away by this sentence.

What she said was ‘Brother Xi, let’s have a birthday’.

Instead of "Shen Liyao, let's go to my birthday."

Does it mean that Shen Liyao is now a passerby to her! Second passerby! Passerby C! Passersby!

Fu Yangxi confirmed this again.

Fu Yangxi suddenly said, "Is there a playground near here?"

Mingxi:?

Fu Yangxi wanted to run three hundred laps around the playground. He suffocated his expression, trying to prevent himself from behaving like a national football victory.

"So where did you go when you disappeared these days?"

"I was trapped by my grandfather." Fu Yangxi was embarrassed to say that she saw her and Shen Liyao and the Dong family eating at a western restaurant, and found a place to hide frustrated.

...

Half an hour later, Mingxi was wearing Fu Yangxi's coat, and he was taken to a box in a luxurious hotel.

There are pink, egg yolk, and azure blue balloons everywhere in the box, and "Happy Eighteenth Birthday" is pasted on the windows.

The biggest cake was launched by Dong Shen and He Yang.

Ke Chengwen and Jiang Xiuqiu were both here, and Jiang Xiuqiu was asleep when he was taken out.

Mingxi's nose was sour, and he couldn't help complaining: "I thought you forgot my birthday."

"How is it possible?" Ke Chengwen exaggerated: "Brother Xi——" Brother Xi has to say it eight hundred times a day.

Fu Yangxi stepped on her foot before she could say it.

The expression on his face was distorted.

A group of people sat down around the cake.

Because it's not twelve o'clock, I can't blow the candles and cut the cake.

Jiang Xiuqiu sat lazily in the corner, took a look at Zhao Mingxi, followed Zhao Mingxi's line of sight, fell on Fu Yangxi, he suddenly laughed playfully, and proposed: "Let's play the truth."

The atmosphere suddenly became warm.

Ming Xi couldn't help but fall on Fu Yangxi's body. She found that he had dyed black hair, and she felt a little regretful in her heart. Red is also very nice, but how to put it, the temperament is different, the person is still that person, they are all very handsome. Looking at Ming Xi, he was pounding.

Once she realized that she liked Fu Yangxi, she now thinks that Fu Yangxi is good everywhere.

Fu Yangxi was sitting next to Zhao Mingxi, and all the grievances and grievances during this period of time became red that spread from the ears.

What's the matter, how does he feel that the look in his eyes with the little mask looks a little changed?

Is it his illusion again? Or is he narcissistic again?

The first wine bottle turned to Mingxi.

Jiang Xiuqiu glanced at Fu Yangxi, then at Zhao Mingxi, and asked unexpectedly: "Zhao Mingxi, my question is, Fu Yangxi and Shen Liyao fell into the river at the same time, who do you save?"

Fu Yangxi was tight and couldn't help but stared at him fiercely, and motioned with her eyes, "You're so **** impatient to ask this kind of question. Zhao Mingxi just ended his last secret love, so she will definitely choose Shen Liyao. You didn't mean to irritate people." ——'

But I didn't expect to see Mingxi without thinking, "I will save Fu Yangxi."

"..."

? ? ?

Fu Yangxi looked at Zhao Mingxi incredulously, her mind blank.

Jiang Xiuqiu seemed to smile, and the second wine bottle turned flexibly in his hand, and then turned to Zhao Mingxi: "The second question seems to be Zhao Mingxi, you again, whether Fu Yangxi looks good with red hair or black hair."

Fu Yangxi became nervous again.

The small mask will definitely choose black...

As a result, he heard Zhao Mingxi's answer: "As long as it is Fu Yangxi, everything looks good."

"..."

Several people in the box: "..."

Zhao Mingxi thought so in his heart, and said so on his lips.

She kept her gaze on Fu Yangxi's face. She hadn't seen her for a week, so she couldn't help but look more.

Ke Chengwen said: "Little mask, you are pretty good at flattering."

In this joyous atmosphere, Fu Yangxi was seeing Zhao Mingxi's cheeks getting hotter and hotter, and his heart was about to explode.

Thumping, pounding, pounding.

He clenched his hands in his pockets, his face flushed, what's the matter, did the small mask suddenly open up the six channels of Ren Du?

Jiang Xiuqiu immediately asked the third question: "I and Ke Chengwen fell into the water at the same time, who do you save?"

Mingxi's mind has always been on Fu Yangxi, and subconsciously said: "I will save Fu Yangxi."

".................."

The whole box suddenly became quiet.

An awkward atmosphere spread.

Ke Chengwen couldn't help yelling: "There is no Fu Yangxi for this problem now!"

"..." Ming Xi let out a slow "ah": "Oh, then I, then I will save Ke Chengwen."

Ke Chengwen:...

Wait, what's the matter with your reluctant expression? ? ?

"Well, there is no way for personality charm." Fu Yangxi, who was cruel and stinky, returned.

He tried hard to hold back the corners of his mouth that rose wildly.

However, the little bird in his heart was resurrected on the spot, flapping his wings frantically, wishing to stand upside down and do three hundred push-ups, which had exposed his ecstasy.