Money money

The more he talked, the more he felt guilty, because Yin Moxiang had already turned his head over there, and he prayed in his heart that he didn't see it, he didn't see it, he didn't see it, he didn't see it, he didn't see it...

Things didn't go as planned, seeing that there was only one person ahead of them and it was their turn, Yin Moxiang suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, frowning, "Wait a minute."

"Hey..." He watched this person squeeze out of the crowd, as if a string broke in his heart——"Pa"!The heart, liver, spleen, lung, and kidney all ached.

"Hello, please go up this way." The words of the staff brought him back to his thoughts. He glanced at the beautiful colorful box, pursed his lips and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I won't sit down for a while."

He followed behind, and when he got closer, he heard a fat man yelling, "What's the use of apologizing? My child is hurt like this and you just apologize? You're sick, bitch! Fuck you!" "

Someone beside him chimed in, "That's right, if you want a child, just let him play for a while. As for hurting people? What kind of quality!" They said, and they stretched out their hands to pull the woman behind Fu Yi.

Fu Yi protected her, kept apologizing to others, and even took out his wallet from his clothes.

The child who was being held by the middle-aged woman on the side was crying loudly, with a bloodstain on the open palm, and the woman behind Fu Yi was holding a Mickey Mouse hydrogen balloon in her hand.

Yin Moxiang walked over directly, pressed Fu Yi's hand holding the money, and glanced at them coldly, "People who yell in public are indeed quite qualified."

Fu Yi was startled for a moment, and hurriedly pulled him to say forget it.

The two of them came here to play, and when it was hot in the middle, he went to buy water and asked Fang Qingqing to sit here and wait. The bear child took a fancy to the balloon in her hand and grabbed it, but Fang Qingqing refused to give it. Hands, there is the following farce.

In the end, they sent the other party away with money. Seeing that the matter was settled, the crowd gradually dispersed, but Fang Qingqing was obviously still immersed in the shock just now, holding Fu Yi's arm tightly with both hands, her face turned pale, and her eyes stared straight at Fu Yi. Seeing that there is no focal length in front of him, the whole person trembles slightly.

Fu Yi anxiously comforted him softly, but it didn't work.

"Go to the hospital." Yin Moxiang said.

When she arrived at the hospital, the doctor injected Fang Qingqing with an emergency sedative, and her mood gradually stabilized, but she still refused to speak, bowed her head shyly, and did not respond to other people's calls.

Fu Yi sat down on the chair in the corridor, and Yin Moxiang pinched his shoulders to comfort him, his movements were natural and skillful.

"I shouldn't have taken her to a place with so many people, and I shouldn't have left her there alone. I thought she was fine, and she could do it by herself..." Fu Yi kept blaming himself.

"It's okay, I don't blame you, it's just an accident, it will be fine..." Yin Moxiang comforted softly.

"I really don't know why this happened. Qingqing can clearly communicate with strangers, but I don't know why it became like this again. Brother Xiang, I'm so tired!" Fu Yi buried his face in his hands, and his voice was filled with tears .

Ye Qian stood quietly in the corner, and was stabbed by the address in his words... If he remembered correctly, Yin Moxiang seemed to forbid others to call him "brother", so, was it also because of him?

So, when getting in the car, introduce him as "a friend".

Yin Moxiang hesitated for a few seconds, squatted down, and said something to him, the voice was too small for Ye Qian to hear clearly, he just stared blankly at the two overlapping people stretched by the sunlight coming in from the window on the ground film.

After they finished speaking, Fu Yi's mood calmed down, and Ye Qian went out, and after a distance, he said to Yin Moxiang, "Then what, I'll go first."

"Where are you going?" Yin Moxiang asked casually.

"School, there are classes in the evening." Ye Qian replied.

"Well, be careful on the road."

After the person walked away, Fu Yi turned his head to look at him, "Friend...?"

"Boyfriend." Yin Moxiang pursed his lips and said without any hesitation.

"Oh." Fu Yi nodded.

He was stunned for a while and then continued: "It's pretty good...Is it the boy from last time? I have a little impression, I thought...it's pretty good at that time."

Ye Qian didn't listen to a single word of the two-hour lecture. He couldn't listen to the country's political situation, so he usually played games or listened to songs to pass the time, but today he couldn't play games. , Several songs that I usually like are also dull.

I was in a daze, I didn't know what I was thinking, I just felt that two hours would pass in a while.

Seeing that everyone got up and left, he just woke up like a dream, rubbed his numb back and stood up, lowered his head and edited text messages in the message bar while walking.

-I won't go back to your place today. It's been a bit cold for the past two days. The thick clothes must be smelly when I go home. I have to wash them one by one, alas!Pitiful/

He tried his best to keep his tone normal before he sent it out to think about it—it took him two hours to think of such a lame reason, tsk.

He didn't want to go back and meet Yin Moxiang face to face, he didn't want him to be aware of his emotions, he didn't want to be awkward with him, he must not be able to control the drooping corners of his mouth, right now, it's exhausting to smile.

Before Han Qing, Yan Yuqi or other cats and dogs, he could be jealous and play tricks, but this person, he dare not, or maybe he clearly understands that he is not qualified.

How long Yin Moxiang likes him and how long he likes himself is clear at a glance.

The look in Yin Moxiang's eyes when he looked at that person was something he had never seen before.

The night wind was bitingly cold, he buried his head, put his hands in his pockets, and walked quickly.After playing in the amusement park in the afternoon, I took off the scarf on Yin Moxiang's car. This will only feel the blood vessels on my neck ache from the cold.

After walking a few steps, the phone in his pocket vibrated, he took it out to check it and pressed the answer button.

"Hello!" He tried to raise his voice.

"Is get out of class over? I'm at the gate of your school."

"Huh?" Ye Qian stopped walking, and almost fell to the ground without holding the phone firmly.

"Well, if you can answer the phone, get out of class must be over, come out."

"Oh." Ye Qian walked quickly to the school gate, and immediately saw the man leaning on the car door in front of the guard room.

The turtleneck sweater covered half of the chin, and the raised nose bridge, lips, and tight side profile formed a beautiful silhouette under the projection of the street lamp.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Qian trotted over, stood in front of him and asked.

Yin Moxiang smiled, stretched out his hand to touch his neck, and said, "I'll pick you up, aren't I planning not to go back?"

Ye Qian moved aside to avoid his hand, and looked away embarrassedly, "Be careful."

After getting in the car, he hurriedly fished out the scarf and wrapped it around his neck, and finally got a little warm. Yin Moxiang started the car and asked, "Did you have dinner tonight?"

"I've eaten, big sesame cakes, two." Ye Qian replied.

"I haven't eaten yet. I'm a little hungry. When I first came here, I saw many restaurants on the street in front of me. I went to eat something before returning."

"Why didn't you..." Ye Qian frowned and wanted to ask him why he didn't eat, but halfway remembered that it was probably because of that Fu Yi, so he stopped, and changed his voice, "Be patient, I will do it when you go back, this There are some snack bars and the like, which is unhygienic."

"Okay, then can you go back and get your clothes? Can you turn a corner and get them?"

"Forget it, put on your... Hache first!" With itchy nose, Ye Qian raised his hand to rub it, and turned to the window.

Yin Moxiang glanced at him and turned up the heat in the car.

When he got home, Ye Qian went straight to the kitchen, washed his hands and scooped rice out of the bag. Yin Moxiang followed and said, "Just make me some noodles, don't worry about it."

"It's okay." Ye Qian put the rice pot under the faucet to catch the water.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...

He stared at the snow-white spray, his waist and abdomen were hugged without warning, gravity pushed the whole person forward, and his hips hit the edge of the kitchen counter.

Yin Moxiang's chin poked on his shoulder, his voice was sticky and trailed off, "You're still angry..."

"What are you doing? What's wrong with you? There's no time to be angry when I'm cooking for you." Ye Qian let him hold her, washing rice smoothly in her hands.

"I'll get a book some other day," Yin Moxiang scratched his apron with his fingers, rustling, "The title of the book is, My little boyfriend's mind is smaller than the tip of a needle."

"Screw you."

Ye Qian elbowed him backwards, but Yin Moxiang nimbly dodged it, "This is to warn others that they must find someone of the same age when looking for a partner, and they must not be too young, otherwise they will have to be coaxed all day long, which is as troublesome as raising a son .”

"Well, I'm troublesome, I'm sorry." Ye Qian wiped the water outside the pot with a rag, moved a few steps to the side, and turned on the rice cooker.

"You made a mistake, dear." Yin Moxiang hugged him and didn't let go. He waited for him to fix it before turning him over and said face to face: "Isn't the point of this sentence the other half, baby?"

Ye Qian was blushed by his sudden nickname, and looked away awkwardly, "I'm not good at Chinese, okay, don't bother me here, do you still want to eat?"

"I'll eat you first." Yin Moxiang suddenly leaned down, bit his lip, licked it and let it go, "Well, it smells like sesame seed cakes."

"Nervous!" Ye Qian supported the stove behind his back with one hand, raised his eyelids, and rolled his eyes.

"Hehe," Yin Moxiang smiled happily, and got to the point, "Are you angry this afternoon? Huh? Next time I will accompany you to ride the Ferris wheel?"

Is this a question of whether or not to ride the Ferris wheel? Ye Qian pouted, nodded and agreed, "Yeah."

"Well..." Yin Moxiang continued, "I may have told you something before, and it may have caused you to misunderstand something about Fu Yi. There are some things that I am not ready to tell you, because... a little I don't want to mention it, but I can guarantee that from this afternoon to now, all the things you have thought in your head don't exist, understand?"

"Oh," Ye Qian didn't expect Yin Moxiang to explain to him, a little flattered, agreed, looked up at him, and stammered a word.

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