I married a bamboo horse

After more than a dozen fierce fights, Wen Youxing lost terribly.

"You lost again!" Wen Ziyu threw Wang Zang away, and Wen Youxing threw the three out of his hand angrily, "Hahaha, why did you keep the three in your hand?" Song Yuxuan felt that Wen You Xing's card skills are worrying.

Wen Youxing didn't remember the cards at all, and didn't know what happened to him.

"Give me the money!" Wen Ziyu didn't care what cards Wen Youxing was holding, if he lost, he would give the money, "Hurry up! Fifty!"

Wen Youxing took out the money unwillingly, and spent a long time, "Hurry up! Are you trying to run away with my money!" Wen Ziyu urged him.

"I seem to be out of money." Wen Youxing turned over both trouser pockets, "Hey...then brother-in-law will give it to me." Wen Ziyu said generously.

Wen Youxing looked bewildered, and then exploded. He jumped up and said fiercely, "Wen Ziyu, I think you may not be doing well recently."

Wen Ziyu shook her head and stuck out her tongue at him, meaning "You have the ability to hit me, I'm not afraid of you."

Although Wen Youxing said that, he still glanced at Song Ziqian from the corner of his eye, wanting to see Song Ziqian's reaction.

"Come here." Song Ziqian was very satisfied with Wen Ziyu's title, pulled Wen Youxing to his side and sat down in a lazy tone, "I'll come."

"Huh?" Wen Ziyu didn't expect Song Ziqian to play in person, "No substitutions." Song Ziqian's card skills are not so good, if he wants to play, Song Yuxuan and Wen Ziyu will only lose.

"You can't call me brother-in-law for nothing." Song Ziqian's tone was low, Wen Ziyu was speechless, and Wen Youxing was beside him blushing. Why did he feel that he had been sold to Song Ziqian?

"I won't come, I won't come, I won't come." Wen Ziyu played dumb, "My pockets are all empty." Wen Ziyu showed them pitifully.

Wen Youxing on the side was counting money, his eyes were shining, and his tone was full of admiration, "Song Ziqian, it's a pity that you don't go to Macau with your skills."

Wen Ziyu looked at the two loving people in front of him, pretended to vomit in disgust, and dragged Song Yuxuan back to Wen's house, "Song Yuxuan, do you have someone you like?" Wen Ziyu and Song Yuxuan walked side by side.

The bright moonlight illuminated Wen Ziyu's fair little face very beautifully. Song Yuxuan almost blurted out that he liked you, but then he heard Wen Ziyu say again, "Does Bai Wu in your class have a girlfriend?"

Song Yuxuan raised his eyes to look at Wen Ziyu, but Wen Ziyu didn't pay attention, "I'll go to school to ask you about it tomorrow." Hearing what Song Yuxuan said, Wen Ziyu smiled, climbed onto Song Yuxuan's shoulder and said sweetly, " I knew you were the best."

Song Yuxuan just twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, as if his chest was about to suffocate.

"I remembered that there are still things I haven't taken, so you go in first." Walking to the door of Wen's house, Song Yuxuan said suddenly, "Okay, then you should come back early, and don't disturb Brother Ziqian's good business." Wen Ziyu was mischievous answer.

Song Yuxuan pursed his lips and nodded as a signal, looking at Wen Ziyu's bouncing back, he smiled wryly, he always knew that Wen Ziyu didn't feel that way about him, but he felt that hard work could still save him, but now It seems that there is no hope at all.

In the quiet park without street lights, Song Yuxuan sat alone on the bench, his eyes were a little moist, he sniffed his nose slightly, lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and muttered to himself, "Song Yuxuan, why are you so angry?" It's useless." As soon as the words fell, I saw a hand stretching out a tissue.

He raised his head slightly, his tears were so dim that he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly, but he still reached out and took the tissue and said, "Thank you." Cong Ke stood in the dark, and Song Yuxuan couldn't help not paying attention to him with his tall and straight figure, "You Is there anything else?" Song Yuxuan's tone was soft because he had just cried.

Cong Ke took a deep breath, and he could see Song Yuxuan's small face clearly in the dark, but those eyes that looked like the dawn were as clear as lake water, so he couldn't move his eyes away.

"There's nothing we can't get through." Cong Ke left after leaving these words, Song Yuxuan stared blankly at the direction he was leaving, unable to digest his words.