[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

Ke Ai raised his head abruptly, and saw Jian Zhao standing against the light not far away, wearing a simple black coat that seemed to remain the same, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to Ke Ai.

Perhaps it was because the transformation from a helpless little pitiful to an arrogant bully was too blunt, which made Ke Ai very excited.

Even if the original owner has a home, he doesn't want to go back, he just wants to cling to Jian Zhao.

Jian Zhao who stretched out his hand towards Ke Ai did not wait until Ke Ai took the initiative to hold his hand. On the contrary, there was a little boy in his arms. Ke Ai hugged Jian Zhao tightly, like a huge humanoid The four-legged beast stuck to Jian Zhao's body, and Du Xi said vaguely: "I thought no one would accompany me anymore, I thought I was going to pick up garbage to support myself, I thought I was going to sleep in the bridge hole, I Thought I was going to lose..."

Looking at the disappointment on Ke Ai's face, Jian Zhao felt inexplicably depressed as if a big stone was in his heart, staring at Ke Ai's slightly red eyes, his heart suddenly ached, and he wanted to kiss him.

"What? Where is my little cutie going to throw herself? Tell me the place in advance, and I'll pick it up."

Ke Ai, who probably won't be alone during the summer vacation, is very happy now, poking Jian Zhao's chest with his index finger at the scene, and said coquettishly in a low voice, "Just like this, 'biu'- is thrown into your heart."

"Okay, then stay inside and don't come out."

Before the holiday, Jian Zhao thought about whether he should stay with Ke Ai during the summer vacation. He knew better than anyone how delicate this little brat was. squeamish.

What if the little kid wants to go home?This conjecture made Jian Zhao put his own thoughts aside for the time being. Splitting the household registration booklet would make things easier for him in the future. He knew his parents' personalities very well, so he often thought about it. Now he is asked to go back and divide the household registration booklet. , he intends to take this opportunity to settle the matter.

The ticket was bought in advance, but before getting on the bus, Jian Zhao suddenly thought of the scene he saw when he still thought the little kid was annoying, huddled in the narrow space of the dormitory, like a homeless stray cat.

He simply turned around, left the station and walked back, took a taxi and went back to No. [-] Middle School. It doesn’t make much difference if he goes back a few days late, but if the family of this poor kid doesn’t come to pick him up, whoever will pay for it if he loses it? ?

If someone came to pick him up, he would book a ticket to go back tomorrow, and if no one came to pick him up, he would send the little kid back and go.

Regardless of Ke Ai being sent back safely, Jian Zhao was really worried.

Jian Zhao originally wanted to take Ke Ai back to the dormitory to pack his things, but staring at Ke Ai's backpack stuffed with only a few packs of snacks, Jian Zhao couldn't laugh or cry.

If he hadn't come back, how many days would this little brat have survived outside with his little food?

Just as he walked to the school gate of No. [-] Middle School, Jian Zhao's cell phone rang suddenly. Seeing that the note on it was his mother, he frowned and walked to a quiet place to answer the call.

"Hey?"

"When will you come back to get the household registration book? Your younger brother wants to go abroad to participate in a competition. We plan to go abroad soon. If you don't want to mess with it, don't do it. Take it easy and apologize. It didn't happen, we are still your parents."

Jian Zhao got tired of listening to such words too many times, and apologized?What did he do wrong that needs an apology?

The previous life that should be sad has already been sad enough. In this life, Jian Zhao was stingy in revealing his emotions. His parents' seemingly caring but hidden indifference words fell into his ears now. Distressed.

"I'll go back by car in the afternoon."

When Jian's mother heard this, her face turned cold, and she said in a cold voice: "It's better to hurry up."

Many mothers of Jian were stingy with telling Jian Zhao every single word, and hung up the phone after speaking. Jian Zhao listened to the busy tone coming from the microphone of the mobile phone to his ears. He didn't care about things for a long time. Those who still can't control the timing will have a slight decline.

Before Jian Zhao could fully feel the depression, he felt his hand being grabbed.

Ke Ai's hand is much smaller than Jian Zhao's. Jian Zhao can easily wrap Ke Ai's hand in his palm with one hand. Ke Ai is holding Jian Zhao's arm with both hands. I was stunned.

"what happened?"

"Jian Zhao...you, don't be unhappy, I'm very good."

Ke Ai said in a low voice, just now he thought Jian Zhao's face suddenly darkened because he was angry because he ran around in a bad manner.

"Baby, you are very good. Don't go back to the dormitory to pack your things, okay? Are you going home? Is someone coming to pick you up?"

"Okay, I don't want to go home...Jian Zhao, can you let me follow you..."

Ke Ai felt that his request was a little too much, he held Jian Zhao's hands with some strength, looked at Jian Zhao nervously, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of prayers.

"Okay, I'm going back in the afternoon, come with me?"

"Ah."

Jian Zhao reached out to hail a taxi, but there was no nearest flight on the plane. The high-speed rail ticket he bought at the end departed at two o'clock in the afternoon, and he would not arrive at the city where Jian Zhao's parents lived until eight o'clock in the evening.

Not long after getting on the high-speed rail, Ke Ai tilted his head and leaned on Jian Zhao's shoulder.

The flu still hasn't passed, and there are quite a few people on the high-speed train. After getting on the train, Jian Zhao puts a mask on Ke Ai. When he glances over, his attention will probably stay on Ke Ai's slightly long eyelashes, which are long and curly. Alice.

In order to make Ke Ai sleep more comfortably, Jian Zhao put his hand on his shoulder, and hugged Ke Ai into his arms.

Before Ke Ai was asleep, Jian Zhao took off his coat. There was an air conditioner on the high-speed train. Now that Ke Ai was asleep, it was just right to use his coat as a quilt for Ke Ai.

At around six o'clock in the evening, people began to eat, Ke Ai still didn't wake up, and adjusted his posture halfway, from leaning on Jian Zhao's shoulder to leaning in his arms, Jian Zhao's arm was always resting on his head. After using it as a pillow for him, his arm has already started to feel a little numb.

Finally arrived at the place, the two came to the city with only backpacks on their backs, and did not hail a taxi after leaving the station, Jian Zhao took Ke Ai to walk on the sidewalk beside the guardrail by the river.

Ke Ai's eyes were bright and he was obviously very excited, but he was very obedient and didn't run around. He stayed beside Jian Zhao and held his wrist all the time. In this completely strange city, he was worried that he would lose himself.

Therefore, you must pull Jian Zhao tightly, and you won't throw it away if you pull it very, very tightly.

"Why are you so happy?"

Seeing Ke Ai's relaxed look, Jian Zhao unconsciously relaxed his nerves, and asked Ke Ai in a gentle tone after he calmed down.

Ke Ai smiled, the two dimples on his cheeks looked very sweet.

"Because this is where you grew up, it's nice to get to know you better."

He was inexplicably happy and excited, secretly delighted that he knew a little more about Jian Zhao than others, and was so happy that he almost jumped up.

"Exit."

Jian Zhao scolded with a smile, his eyes were full of doting and tenderness.

After walking for a while, Jian Zhao took Ke Ai into a restaurant for dinner. While waiting for the food to be served, Jian Zhao said softly: "This is not where I grew up, this is just the city where my parents live, cutie, I came back this time to separate my account from them, and I will probably be a stranger in the future.”

Jian Zhao said these words pretending to be relaxed, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the eyes of Ke Ai who was sitting opposite him gradually turning red, and suddenly panicked, watching Ke Ai's tears falling down Lose.

"What, what's wrong?"

Although Ke Ai is indeed delicate, he seldom cries, at most he pretends to be wronged and acts like a spoiled child to Jian Zhao.

Looking at Jian Zhao's nervous eyes, Ke Ai reached out and rubbed his eyes, and sniffed, even he himself couldn't figure out the reason for his sudden loss of control.

Ke Ai's heart tightened when he heard Jian Zhao say that he was going to sever ties with his parents in calm words.

His heart ached, he felt sorry for Jian Zhao.

Jian Zhao doesn't like to be disturbed when eating, and the two of them simply got up and sat next to Ke Ai in the private room for dinner, stretched out his hand to hold Ke Ai's hand that wanted to rub his eyes, and held it tightly in his palm. He opened it, and took a tissue in the other hand to help him wipe his tears.

"Huh? Uncomfortable?"

"Jian Zhao, smelly Jian Zhao, don't you feel wronged..."

After saying this, Ke Ai's eyelashes trembled, and tears rolled down again.

The inexplicable distress in Ke Ai's eyes made Jian Zhao's heart soften, this little kid... really...

Jian Zhao couldn't find a suitable adjective to describe Ke Ai, the slightest disappointment seemed to be washed away by Ke Ai's tears, there was nothing left, and there was only a deep feeling of crying and laughing in his heart.

Ke Ai stretched out his hand and patted Jian Zhao's back clumsily to comfort him, put his hand on Jian Zhao's shoulder and wanted to hug him into his arms, but his arms were too short to hug him, and he puffed up his cheeks angrily.

"Don't be angry, I'm not wronged."

No matter who comes to see him, he should be wronged. It was the couple who brought him into this world because they were busy with work and had no time to take care of the children. , haven't seen each other for many years, and complained that he was not close to them as soon as they met.

But now, he can say without changing his face that he has to divide his household registration.

Will you feel wronged?Jian Zhao really didn't feel how wronged he was, perhaps he had suffered all the wrongedness in his previous life.

"No, you are wronged, Smelly Jianzhao, I will never make you angry again, I... I will be super super obedient."

Ke Ai couldn't think of more ways to comfort Jian Zhao, his words were clumsy and naive, his comforting movements were unfamiliar and embarrassing, there were still wet tears on his face, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

Jian Zhao carefully wiped Ke Ai's tears away with a tissue, with a gentle smile on his lips, coaxing Ke Ai patiently and softly, with a soft and intoxicating voice.

"I'm really not wronged, probably you have suffered all the grievances for me."

After wiping the tears off Ke Ai's face, Jian Zhao threw the tissue into the trash can, turned his head seriously, and said, "I really don't feel wronged, but... baby, I will feel bad when I see you crying."