Do not provoke

Under the shade of the tree, Fang Lin's side face was casted in shadows by the branches and leaves. He stood there calmly. The same loose and ordinary blue and white short-sleeved sweatpants were worn by him with a tough, sharp and cold feeling.

...It's just a little bit taller than him, Tang Xingbei couldn't help complaining in his heart.

"Damn! Isn't the girl opposite Wen Zhong the class girl next door?" He Miao squatted behind the pillar and probed her head, and whispered in surprise, "Did she confess to you a few months ago? The little girl changed her mind very quickly." Yes!"

"...Oh, I cried! I guess I was rejected."

"Wow, this person is too indifferent. I don't even want to comfort someone when he sees someone crying! He's really awesome!"

Seeing that he was gossiping endlessly, Tang Xingbei frowned, and was about to reach out to pick up his collar to carry him away, when he flicked back suddenly: "I was discovered!"

Tang Xingbei was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously raised his head, and met Fang Lin's gaze.

The young man stood under the shade of the tree, staring at him coldly, Zhedu Lingli's eyes suddenly narrowed, and after a while, he looked away, turned and walked away.

...The inexplicably familiar, captured voyeurism//feeling.

Tang Xingbei reckoned that he was already a hentai in the other party's heart. He got angry and turned around and kicked He Miao who was hiding behind. He frowned and said in a bad tone, "Let's go!"

"Let's go!!"

When I came out of the Internet cafe after playing the game, it was already past eight o'clock at night.

He Miao threw the finished water bottle into the trash can, then put on her schoolbag contentedly, and reached out to grab Tang Xingbei: "Brother Bei! It just so happens that my mother is free at home today, so why don't you go eat sweet and sour fish?"

Tang Xingbei thought it was too hot, so he blocked him coldly: "Go to the supermarket first, I'll bring a few catties of good wine for auntie."

"Got it!"

Looking at his heartless back, Tang Xingbei felt a little emotional.

He and He Miao have known each other since elementary school when they caught fish and fell into the river, and they have known each other for nearly ten years now.

Little Tang Xingbei's parents are busy and no one cares about him. He Miao's mother sees him as pitiful. After school, he always takes people home to eat and do homework. The two stayed.

So even though he was a few months younger than He Miao, Tang Xingbei regarded him as his younger brother and his mother as his mother.

Until the first year of high school, He Miao's mother, Wang Yujuan, had a big divorce with his gambling father.

At that time, He Miao's younger brother He Yan was just in the second year of junior high school, and he had a lot of troubles during puberty, and He's father was a cruel bastard, and the family was very troubled for a while... The subsequent things also became a mess that cannot be mentioned.

"It's Brother Bei!"

It took Tang Xingbei a long time to regain his senses, carrying the liquor in the box, and followed He Miao into the house.

After closing the door, a gentle smile quickly appeared on his face, and he yelled towards the kitchen: "Auntie, I'm here to eat again."

"Hey—Xiao Bei is here!" Wang Yujuan was very happy, "Go to school and work hard! It's finally a holiday, hurry up and wash your hands and wait for dinner!"

"Mom, where are my slippers!?" He Miao yelled while looking for them in the shoe cabinet.

"Where's the balcony! It's as dirty as if you stepped on mud!"

"Oh——" He Miao responded with a long voice, and found Tang Xingbei's pair in the shoe cabinet for him, "This is your brother Bei, my mother cleaned it and put it in."

Tang Xingbei hummed, unloaded his schoolbag and hung it at the door with ease, changed his shoes, walked to the door of the kitchen, poked his head through the door frame: "Auntie, do you think about me?"

Wang Yujuan hurriedly washed her hands, picked up her apron and wiped it, and snorted on his head with a smile: "Of course I want to! I haven't seen you for a few months, and the little brat has grown taller again!"

With his messy hair on his head, Tang Xingbei bent his eyes obediently, and looked left and right: "Where's Xiaoyan?"

"At school, the high school entrance examination training camp is over, don't worry about him." Wang Yujuan smiled and smoothed his hair twice, then turned to look at the fire, "Hurry up and wash your hands! Wait for the meal!"

Probably because He Miao greeted his mother in advance, the meal was very sumptuous, and the table was full.

The three of them just barely ate half of it, and the rest was packed into the refrigerator.

Wang Yujuan is good at wine, and she can drink a lot. Halfway through a bottle, she didn't show drunk, but she was much happier.

She entered the room excitedly, took out the laptop, and waved to Tang Xingbei: "Xiaobei, come here! Auntie is currently choosing a manufacturer to cooperate with, you must see which one is suitable!"

Tang Xingbei responded, kicked on his slippers, and wandered to the computer to watch.

Since the divorce, Wang Yujuan has started to explore the business of selling clothes by herself.

She is down-to-earth and willing to work hard. Gradually, [Chao] Clothing Store moved from the roadside stalls hiding in the east to the well-decorated commercial street, and even now it is preparing to open a branch.

Tang Xingbei tapped the touch screen twice and slid down slowly, and it took a long time before he said: "Both of these two are okay, with very distinctive features. But I prefer the one on the left—"

He pointed to a corner of the screen with his fingertips, and his wine-soaked voice had a touch of sweet sand: "Their clothes are more exquisitely cut and durable, and they wear a light and familiar style, which is more suitable for the age of the high-spending female crowd. Although the other one has a good design, But the girls’ casual style is too heavy, and according to the price in the store, the student party of the right age will not easily buy more.”

Wang Yujuan was thoughtful: "Thinking about it this way is indeed..."

She stretched out her hand and rubbed Tang Xingbei's head, and sighed: "I was also inclined to their family, but I can't tell the reason, but your brain is good!"

"It's not like the two stinky boys in our family who always say "Oh, they look good, they look good-"

As she said that, she turned her head and glanced at Shale's son, who was lying next to him holding milk and salted fish and swiping his mobile phone, and threw a roll of toilet paper over with hatred: "Don't just lie there after eating! Can you get up and move around! Sooner or later, your brain will degenerate to you!"

He Miao lay down on the gun inexplicably, turned over quickly to hide, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's finally a holiday, and I can't even play with my mobile phone..."

He rolled his eyes and looked at Tang Xingbei winkingly: "Brother Bei, shall we go back to study?"

Wang Yujuan glared at him, turned off the computer, and was about to go back to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and said kindly, "Xiaobei, it just so happens that He Yan is not at home, so don't go and sleep with Miaozi today! Auntie will go to bed for you later." a bed."

Tang Xingbei responded with a smile: "I just wanted to ask you for a favor, and I want to have a meal with you these two days."

When He Miao heard this, she suddenly looked up from the phone screen and glanced at him.

"Okay!" Wang Yujuan was very happy, "You can stay as long as you like!"

She took out two plates of grapes and strawberries from the refrigerator, cleaned them, and drove them back to the house to eat.

After closing the door, He Miao turned around, hesitated and asked softly, "Brother Bei, did you quarrel with your father?"

Tang Xingbei has returned to his usual appearance, weary, frowning and humming.

Probably because Tang's mother was involved, He Miao didn't want to poke him in pain, so she didn't ask in detail.

So he picked up the grape bowl, squatted on the chair next to Tang Xingbei, pretending to be relaxed and blunt, but deliberately changed the subject, his tone exaggerated: "By the way, Brother Bei, just now I read the news in the class, guess what?! "

The unnecessary question he asked was just a modal particle, and he didn't expect Tang Xingbei's response at all. While eating grapes, he continued excitedly: "Someone bumped into Fang Lin in the Linhe villa area! I wondered if your family is right." Do you also live there, you two are really destined, right Brother Bei hahaha!"

He laughed for a long time, but there was still no movement beside him for a long time.

I don't know if it was the air conditioner, but He Miao suddenly felt that the surroundings were a bit cold. He seemed to realize something, shut his mouth, and turned his head to look quietly.

Tang Xingbei was leaning against the desk, propping his chin with one hand, while the other was spinning the toy car nonchalantly, staring at himself expressionlessly.

He Miao faltered immediately, and silently slid her legs off the chair, and slowly corrected her sitting posture: "...What's wrong, Brother Bei?"

"It's very predestined." Tang Xingbei looked at him, but what he said was the last sentence, with his eyes bent, "He just happens to live in my house, do you think it's more predestined?"

He Miao's eyes widened, and the grape in her hand fell to the ground and rolled around a few times: "..."