Night walk

Mo Zhao is actually not used to sleeping in the same bed with strangers, the time Qiao Yixiao spent the night in his bed was already his limit, and he also slept in another bedroom that night.It's just that he thought, this can't be known to Qiao Maomao for the time being, and he needs to rely on this to scare him a few more times.

Qiao Yixiao lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, but Kui Xiaomiao slept soundly.

He looked at the cat sideways, and felt that he was also quite cool.He never talked about love, so he was pressed under him and did it.When this relationship is over, even if he wants to fall in love, he won't be able to.May I ask if he likes girls or men?

If he likes girls, he is being treated like this by a man now, so he doesn't have the face to chase after girls.

The words of the man.That is simply impossible, he has no interest in doing other people, and if he is pressured by another person, he would rather jump off the building immediately.

Just as he was thinking wildly like this, he actually gradually fell asleep.

When Qiao Yixiao was woken up by Aunt Dong's knock on the door, he was stunned for a while before waking up, and he couldn't help feeling emotional.Everyone in the world said that the disease of wealth, and now he also has the disease of wealth.

Where do you usually have time to think about this?Can you still think about insomnia?Want to rely on others to wake you up in the morning?

Now that I have everything I need and worry about, I start to think about these ridiculous trifles.He sat up propped up, shook his head, and told himself that this must not happen again!

Sitting at the dining table, he bowed his head to eat breakfast, while Kui Kui bowed his head to drink milk by his hand.

Someone knocked on the door, and Aunt Dong went to answer it.The one who came to him was either Wan Ling or the pervert next door.It must be Wan Ling who came at this time, Qiao Yixiao didn't even look up.

Wan Ling walked to the dining table and said, "Today, let's reapply for an ID card, then apply for a bank card, and then go buy some things for school."

As Mozhao said before, he said "hmm" and continued to concentrate on eating.Food is hard to come by, and it is even more difficult for Aunt Dong to cook. It is so delicious, how can I be worthy of the food and Aunt Dong if I don’t eat it all?

"Have a cat?" Wan Ling noticed Kui Kui at this moment.

"Yeah." Qiao Yixiao continued to eat.

"How can cats stand on the dining table and eat?"

Qiao Yixiao looked up at her, Wan Ling frowned and looked at Kui Kui.Kui Kui seemed to know that someone was talking about him. He raised his head and said "meow". Qiao Yixiao put down the spoon, patted his head, and said softly, "Continue to eat yours." After speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and poked him. Only eat steamed dumplings.

"How can I continue to hold chopsticks after touching the cat's hand?"

Qiao Yixiao continued eating without pausing.His eyebrows were slowly furrowed.To be honest, he really didn't think that he was so precious to be taken care of by Mo Zhao, nor did he think that he was Wan Ling's so-called master, and Wan Ling needed to please him in every possible way.When he first moved here, he couldn't adapt and was cautious for a while, even afraid that others would laugh at him. At that time, he was very polite to Wan Ling and Aunt Dong.

Now he also recognizes his identity, whether it is ridiculed or not, he is who he is.I also understood the characters of Wan Ling and Aunt Dong.

In his opinion, Mo Zhao is the one who bought him.He also only listened to Mo Zhao, and the others, such as Gao Ming and Wan Ling, were ghosts!Why should he, Qiao Yixiao, want to see their faces? !Wan Ling, in particular, is often rude to Aunt Dong.

To put it bluntly, the three of them were all hired by Mo Zhao, but the division of labor is different, so don't look down on anyone!

But he didn't want to shame a girl directly, even though Wan Ling was seven or eight years older than him.He pretended not to hear, petting the cat while eating.

"This—" Wan Ling wanted to say more, but Aunt Dong dragged her into the kitchen.

"The cat was sent by the owner." Aunt Dong said directly.

Wan Ling opened his mouth, and finally replied: "Oh." Then he asked: "Why did you eat breakfast so late today? Eating late is not good for your health."

Aunt Dong straightened her apron and said, "Yixiao's biological clock is always accurate, and occasionally getting up late for a day or two is not a big deal. It doesn't matter to me. It's nothing more than doing it early and doing it later. The big deal is to start over again." Just make a breakfast, anyway, I'm here to take care of her." Saying that, he also glanced at her.

Wan Ling understood, meaning that both of them were working for Qiao Yixiao, so if they had nothing to say, they would not say a few words.

She was dissatisfied, "Aunt Dong, you are wrong. If he doesn't eat on time or gets sick, you and I will be blamed in the end."

"I just think we also need to understand our identities." Aunt Dong walked out of the kitchen after speaking.

Wan Ling was choked in place, and heard Aunt Dong ask Qiao Yixiao in the restaurant: "Are you full?"

"I'm full, Auntie, today's breakfast is also delicious."

"nice! You love it."

Wan Ling also walked to the restaurant thoughtfully.

Before going out, Kui Kui repeatedly "meowed" several times, "meowing" so much that Qiao Yixiao couldn't bear to leave, and the meowing of the little milk cat really made people feel distressed.From childhood to adulthood, there has never been a life that expressed such complete dependence on him.He walked back again, picked up Kui Kui, and asked Aunt Dong: "Auntie, come with us. The bank and the police station don't allow cats to enter. Please help me take care of Kui Kui."

"Okay." Auntie Dong was fine, she readily agreed, turned around and took off her apron, and picked up her coat.

Wan Ling stood on the side, wanting to say something, but did not speak.

Qiao Yixiao turned around to go out, but unexpectedly glanced at the full-length mirror at the entrance, and then froze there.In fact, he doesn't like to look in the mirror very much, and he rarely looks in the mirror.Frankly speaking, he also knows that he was born well, not because he was born well, and no one is willing to spend a lot of money to buy him.But he didn't expect him to be like this now.

He in the mirror is very strange.

His clothes were matched by Wan Ling just now, so he put them on with Aunt Dong's help.

It was getting cold, and he was wearing a mid-length warm blue windbreaker. He didn't like to open the windbreaker. He usually works in the porcelain industry, so he naturally admires neatness.He directly buttoned up all the buttons, thinking that the clothes were a bit loose, he even tightened the belt, but unexpectedly made the clothes look better.His clothes were double-breasted. In the mirror, his waist was terribly thin, but his shoulders were just right.The collar was not fully buttoned, revealing a trace of the pointed collar of the creamy white corduroy shirt he was wearing underneath.

He was wearing black jeans on his lower body, which was very ordinary, but his legs were thin and straight, and the trousers were in stark contrast to the slightly loose windbreaker on his upper body, which immediately became extraordinary.He doesn't like to wear leather shoes, Wan Ling matched him with a pair of dark blue running shoes, which weakened the sense of sophistication.

And he, who used to be straight, hasn't had a haircut for a while, and he has grown bangs, which makes him seem a year or two younger.

In short, he was terribly strange in the mirror.

Although he still has a broken arm, his right hand is still hanging around his neck.But in front of him, he really looks like a carefree kid from a rich family, with the cross-body schoolbag that Wan Lingfei asked him to carry on his back, and he looks like he is about to go to school.Moreover, precisely because he was still injured, the white bandage gave him another kind of temperament inexplicably, and Qiao Yixiao couldn't understand what it was.

But Wan Ling thought of a word, which is not accurate enough, but it can touch a little bit: sick and delicate.

But there was still a lumpy kitten in his arms, he didn't dare to look at him anymore, he felt that with his appearance, others would know that he was adopted.He turned around in a panic and left.

But I don't know, it's because he looks good.

Wan Ling helped him buy clothes, helped him put them together, and even admired him secretly when he saw him put on clothes.

But he thought, he must find an opportunity to tell Mo Zhao that Wan Ling should not be his life assistant anymore.She is too good at dressing people, he can't go on like this anymore, he just wants to be an ordinary person, an ordinary person who will disappear when he walks into the crowd.

The group of them first went to the police station to reapply for their ID cards, and it would take a week before they could come to get a new ID card.Because he had to apply for a bank card, the police comrades gave him a temporary ID card.When he walked out with Wan Ling, several policewomen from the police station were staring at Qiao Yixiao.

Qiao Yixiao lowered his head. He was not afraid of other people's eyes, but he didn't like being looked at like this. These people were not looking at him, but at him wearing clothes that didn't belong to him at all.

He would rather others look at him with resentment, in that case, he can still beat him up.But this kind of vision was very strange to him, so strange that he didn't know how to deal with it at all.

They found a nearby bank. It was not a weekend and there were not many people doing business. In about 10 minutes, the new bank card was processed.It was a savings card. Qiao Yixiao looked at it in his hand and understood what Mo Zhao meant. Maybe he would have to put money into it in the future?

Mo Zhao is really rich, he has food and clothing, and bought so many clothes, but these are not enough, and he has to pay him more.Qiao Yixiao stuffed the bank card into his pocket casually. Anyway, he made up his mind that he would not use Mozhao's other penny, and the debt would be even more difficult to pay off when he got more debts.

He thought he was going back, but Wan Ling asked him again: "Do you want to go to school?"

"Huh?" Qiao Yixiao was stroking the cat.

"Here, the school is just ahead, and you will come to school next week."

Qiao Yixiao looked out, it was the school gate, he nodded, "Look."

Aunt Dong wanted to rest in the car, so Qiao Yixiao got out of the car with the cat in her arms.The moment Qiao Yixiao stepped into the gate, he could feel his heart trembling. He stopped again and looked up at the door plaque.

Wan Ling also stopped and said, "It's not bad, right? I haven't been back to my alma mater for a long time. You are really lucky to be able to study here."

The sun is also very good today, Qiao Yixiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn't care about what Wan Ling was showing off unconsciously.

Seeing him like this, Wan Ling regretted, "I should have put on those sunglasses, don't look at them, my eyes hurt."

Qiao Yixiao looked away, said "um", and walked inside.

He received the admission letter from this school two years ago, but he failed to enter the gate after all.Now he can finally walk in, but it is because of this reason.He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, but the moment he stepped through the gate, he knew he was happy.

And he especially wanted to thank Mo Zhao again.

He thought he really had Stockholm Syndrome.