after triggering a certain condition

That game seemed to be a dream, and the so-called conditions have never been triggered since waking up, Bailang and Xiao Yan spent half a week in peace, and the injuries on their faces have healed.

"Brother, the physics results will be announced tomorrow, are you sure?" Xiao Yan sat in front of Bailang, turned around to look at Bailang and asked him with a smile.

Bailang lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the mobile phone he was playing with, to be precise, it was on the page of his mobile phone, which was a text message, "Son, go home for dinner, our family is the last gathering. This is the first time."

The message was sent by Bailang's mother, Shen Wenqing.It is not difficult to speculate that the divorce process that lasted for one or two months has come to an end today.Xiao Yan should have also received a text message from his uncle.

"Well, you can hold it with one hand." Since Xiao Yan adopted such an opening topic, Bai Lang followed his will.

The corner of Xiao Yan's hooked mouth twitched slightly, "Brother, I told you a long time ago, don't always read those books with improper colors, look at you, what you say now is all about colors."

Bailang raised his head and glanced at him, then put the phone back into his pocket, and said solemnly, "Brother, I told you a long time ago, don't use your dirty thoughts to speculate on me. Your eyes and ears are still Thinking has long been infected by the yellow virus stored on your phone and computer."

Now that school has been over for a while, there are only Bailang and Xiao Yan left in the classroom, so the two of them don't care about what they say, "Really? How does my brother know? Didn't he secretly spy on my brother? Ah, My brother almost forgot, didn't my brother sneak into my brother's room in fear before, insisting on sleeping next to him?"

Xiao Yan was talking, his eyes fixed on Bailang, his expression was like a smile but not a smile, and his free fingers deliberately hooked the fingers of Bailang on the table.This scene seems to be full of disobedience to outsiders, and it is extraordinarily weird, but there is ambiguity in the weirdness.

However, the two people involved didn't feel it, and both felt the provocation that belonged to the other side.

"Brother, do you still need to peep? Isn't this your interest since childhood?"

Bailang didn't have eye movement, but he had a smile on his face that could be called provocative or mocking.

Xiao Yan looked at Bai Lang, and suddenly smiled too, but that smile was more like a spoiled smile, but soon, that smile became very similar to Bai Lang's, "Brother, why are you in a bad mood. We've done nothing wrong, and it's better to take pleasure in someone else's bad mood than in our own. What do you think—how?"

"not so good."

Except for pressing the pillow for exams, Bailang never brings back her schoolbag. Now she stands up and walks away without patting her butt. "Speaking bluntly, what else can I do when I go back? Even if you do, it will really make them unhappy." , Do you think you will be happy? What's worse, no matter what you do, it can't affect their mood..."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yan couldn't even maintain a mocking smile, "Why are you so pessimistic?"

"I'm not pessimistic, I just don't like to be positive." Bai Lang looked back at Xiao Yan, shook his head and waved to him, "Okay, hurry up and go back."

"Hey! Where are you going back?" Xiao Yan stood up, his expression relaxed.

"Go home."

"Not our family?"

"What are we? Am I your friend? If you have to talk about it, just talk about it."

"Haha~ Brother, I really should let the homeroom teacher listen to your words, you are definitely her favorite student!"

"Brother, you are not bad."

As the two kept making jokes along the way, the car that came to pick them up soon stopped at the door of Xiao Yan's house.

This area is a wealthy area, a family 'occupies' a villa, and the neighbor relationship is weak, Xiao Yan and Bai Lang got out of the car and walked straight into the house.

"You two young masters, Mrs. and Mrs. are waiting for you at the dining table."

Xiao Yan and Bai Lang nodded and went to the dining table, washed their hands on the way and sat in their seats.

Sitting on the main seat is a middle-aged man who looks very shrewd, that is Xiao Yan's father Xiao Chen, who is talking to a bright and beautiful lady next to him with a smile on his face, which makes her cover her mouth and laugh, She is Bailang's mother, Shen Wenqing, who gave birth to Bailang at the age of 20, and is now 37 years old, but her appearance has not changed much, and she has added a lot of charm compared to when she was young.

"Son, you're back, are you happy at school?" Shen Wenqing was like a gentle mother asking how her son was doing at school, but these words seemed to be addressed to a child on the first day of school, completely meaningless After thinking about it, the two teenagers in front of them don't need such comfort for a long time.

Bailang didn't answer, but Xiao Yan smiled, "Auntie, the school is pretty good."

Following Xiao Yan's words, the originally warm atmosphere froze. Xiao Chen frowned and looked at Xiao Yan, and said in a bad tone, "What's the matter? You still have a temper at a young age. This is your mother. Shout out to Xiao Yan." What auntie?!"

The smile on the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth didn't even change, he just turned his head to look at Xiao Chen and said, "Dad, look at you, you are divorced from your aunt, and you still call me mom. Ma'am is no better than you, there are people who have as many children as you have." I want to take over; if Auntie has two sons, life will not be so good."

Xiao Yan's voice was not happy or angry, and even sounded kind, making people feel that he was really thinking about someone, but no one around him would know Xiao Yan's thoughts, he just wanted to make people Embarrassment, everyone.

Just when Xiao Chen was about to get angry because of Shen Wenqing's rush to the crown, Shen Wenqing smiled softly by herself, "Okay, the child is right, there is not that big difference between auntie and mother, in auntie's heart, Ayan will always be My son, I also believe that in Ah Yan's heart, Auntie is also his mother."

Xiao Chen patted the back of Shen Wenqing's hand with some relief.

But Xiao Yan just glanced at their hands together, and then smiled mockingly.

Bailang has been silent since entering the house, no matter how Xiao Yan provokes and Xiao Chen responds, he remains indifferent until Shen Wenqing just finished speaking.

He raised his head, looked at the gentle smile on his mother's face that had been on his face for ten years, and laughed himself, but it was a completely different smile from Shen Wenqing's. Instead, it was full of sarcasm and the same smile as Xiao Yan beside him. to disdain.

"Mom, where will you live in the future? Will you go back to our own home?" Bailang still looked at Shen Wenqing, even her smile didn't change, she just hid the sarcasm, she looked like a well-behaved son who wanted to accompany her Dear mother, think about the future.

"Hehe, son, what are you talking about? Isn't our family here?" Shen Wenqing looked at Bailang with a smile as if pampering her own child, and then smiled at Xiao Chen. It looked like two people Not like divorce.

But in fact, it is not like that.

"That's right, Lang Lang, until your mother finds Prince Charming, this will always be your home." Xiao Chen and Bai Lang didn't speak harshly to Xiao Yan, but rather like a loving father, if you ignore his words .

Bailang smiled perfunctorily, and then listened to the conversation between Xiao Chen and Shen Wenqing.

"Oh, what are you talking about? It's just a divorce, and you are in a hurry to separate me from you?!" Shen Wenqing looked at Xiao Chen, her mouth was slightly pouting, with a charming look.

Xiao Chen seemed to be very useful, looked at Shen Wenqing and laughed, "I was wrong, Xiaoqing, whether you can find the next Prince Charming or not, I am your mother's home here."

"Tch, what's next, you're not my Prince Charming!" Shen Wenqing still had a girlish heart, and now she looked at Xiao Chen with watery eyes.

There is a lingering ambiguity between the two newly divorced men and women. The atmosphere between them cannot tolerate anyone, including Xiao Yan and Bai Lang who are sitting next to each other, but the two seem to be used to it, just looking at each other , and then stop talking.

It's just that Xiao Yan thought that Bailang would just end this embarrassing and unpleasant dinner quietly, but he didn't expect that before leaving the table, Bailang said a word, "Thank you uncle for the hospitality, this is better than my mother before. My husband needs to be more considerate in hospitality."

Then, as if Bailang didn't realize how embarrassing the two elders were, she got up and said goodbye with a gentle expression.

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at his back as he walked upstairs, and then followed him with a smile. This smile was the first smile from Xiao Yan's heart since he came home, and it lasted until Xiao Yan returned to his room. As far as Bailang sitting inside, the smile finally changed and became brighter.

"Where did the people who told me before that they didn't like the idea of ​​'having fun' go? Let me see, oops, they're not in my room~" Xiao Yan closed his door and walked towards Bailang , and then circled around Bailang, muttering words, clearly teasing Bailang.

Bai Lang was not bothered, and glanced at Xiao Yan, noncommittal, "People's behavior is often not determined by their own thoughts, and if you can't help it, you don't want to bear it."

"Haha——" Xiao Yan sat beside Bailang with a smile. There was a lot of space beside him, but he insisted on squeezing beside Bailang, with their legs touching each other and their shoulders overlapping.

Xiao Yan is slightly taller than Bai Lang, and now he sits down straight and puts his head on Bai Lang's shoulder. This posture makes him feel comfortable, and he doesn't feel Bai Lang's rejection, so he keeps this posture and follows Bai Lang. With the speed of Lang, he looked at a book of fairy tales on his lap.

"Does it look good?"

The vibration of Xiao Yan's words made Bailang's shoulders numb, but he didn't care, "It's pretty good. At least the love inside is more comfortable than the love of people around us."

Bailang's meaning was accurately captured by Xiao Yan, and he laughed in a posture that had not moved. The magnetic voice made Bailang's ears turn red, which was purely a physiological reaction.

After Xiao Yan finished laughing, he stood up, "Sleep here today? Your room has been taken care of on time."

"I don't have a room here." Bai Lang lowered his head and continued to stare at the book on his lap.

"Then, can you sleep with me?" Xiao Yan barely hesitated, picked up the bath towel and said.

Bai Lang didn't reply, Xiao Yan took it as his acquiescence.

It's just that after he came out, there was only a book of fairy tales left on the sofa in the bedroom.