Scumbag's contract canary

The car drove into the alley with difficulty.

It took nearly two hours to drive to Yuanxi's residence.

This street is especially lively in the evening, people have dinner, walk downstairs in twos and threes, making noise.The alleys are narrow, the buildings are densely packed, the blue-gray bricks and tiles are exposed in the air, the rain that fell last night has not yet dried in the small potholes on the ground, an old and dirty scene.

The car could barely squeeze into the alley, Yuan Xi sat forward a little, knocked on the back of the driver's seat, and Uncle Chen stopped the car, saving Yuan Xi the trouble of gesturing for a while, and said to him: "I Waiting for you here."

Yuan Xi pushed the door and got off the car, walked forward a few steps and turned into a building.

The house was found by his parents. After the family declared bankruptcy, Yuan Zhifang brought him and his mother to move in.

It was a difficult time, compared to father Yuan Zhifang and mother He Yao.

Yuan Xi never dared to tell them, but he actually liked it very much.

The family lives in a small house, worrying about life like ordinary families.

There are not many things in Yuanxi, and all the valuable and not-so-valuable things have been sold, and the rest can't live without it.

He packed all his clothes in a handbag, and finally stuffed a family photo on his face.The parents' things were buried together in the soil on the day of their burial, and the best photos to take away were left to him.

The house is finally empty and can be rented out.

Back in the car, Uncle Chen hadn't finished his cigarette yet. Seeing Yuan Xi coming so fast, he immediately pinched the end of his cigarette and turned to the back seat to apologize: "I thought you weren't so fast, the smell of smoke has suffocated you."

Yuan Xi shook his head, and Uncle Chen didn't say anything else, he opened the driver's window a little for ventilation, and took Yuan Xi back to Tang Du's place.

The most expensive residential area in Yijiang City, detached villas, luxurious courtyards, smell of money everywhere.

Uncle Chen stopped the car at the gate, and the nanny who had already prepared came up to pick up Yuan Xi.

The nanny was a middle-aged woman who didn't wear makeup. She carried Yuan Xi's bag in one hand and Yuan Xi's drawing board in the other, and walked in steadily.

Yuan Xi felt very sorry, and tried to go up to get it several times, but was avoided without any trace.

The things were placed in the living room first, and the nanny briefly introduced herself to him: "My name is Irene."

It turns out that even the nanny is a returnee.

Irene took Yuan Xi to see his bedroom. There was no extra decoration in the room. Irene said that this room belonged to him from now on, and he could dress up as he wanted.

After walking out, Irene pointed to the next room and said, "This is Mr. Tang's."

Yuan Xi wasn't very interested, he just took a quick look at the closed door, then went downstairs and sat back on the sofa.

He didn't even dare to look carefully at the room Tang Du gave him, leaving only a vague impression of a big bed.

Where would Tang Du want him?

"When are you leaving?" Yuan Xi signed to Irene.

As expected, Irene could understand, and said: "After you have finished your dinner, I will go back to my room. If there is no urgent need for me, I won't bother you."

After hearing this, Yuan Xi became nervous, and when he was nervous, he would bite his lip, like he usually sits in front of the drawing board but has no inspiration.

The dinner was very appetizing, but Yuanxi ate it in a panic. Fortunately, Tang Du did not come back, and no one told him when Tang Du would come back.

After taking a bath indiscriminately, Yuan Xi sat cross-legged on the sofa.

The TV was on, and the sound was not loud. Yuan Xi flicked the phone screen back and forth. There were students chatting in the school group, but he couldn't read a word.

Irene disappeared as she said, Yuan Xi didn't even notice where she was going.

The sofa was soft, Yuan Xi took a pillow casually, and scratched with his nails.

His mind was full of, Tang Du, Tang Du, Tang Du.

Yuan Xi probably stayed on the sofa for a long time, no matter how long he would be in a daze.

When Chen Jingyun's message came, the phone rang and Yuan Xi woke up.The moment Yuan Xi saw the content, his whole body relaxed.

Chen Jingyun said that Tang Du would come back very late and asked him to rest early.

After Yuan Xi got back, he ran upstairs and entered the room, got into the quilt and wrapped himself tightly.

What I didn't expect was that it was very late, referring to the next morning.

Yuan Xi had class in the morning, set the alarm clock and woke up very early, drowsily standing in front of the mirror with a toothbrush in his mouth to wash his hands, bending over to spit out foam in his mouth.

The temperature in the room is constant throughout the day, and he only casually wears a cotton t-shirt, and his bent posture reveals a small white and thin waist.

In the next second, the waist was held by a pair of hands from behind.

Yuan Xi trembled, pushed his elbows back, and was caught and pushed back halfway. He lost his footing and fell forward again. His curled fingers knocked on the sink, and the toothbrush slipped into the pool, splashing The foam that came out stained the shiny porcelain surface.

"Wake up, so early?"

Tang Du's voice was smiling, with a faint smell of tobacco, he rubbed against Yuan Xi's ear.

Yuan Xi coughed twice, and the cool smell of toothpaste slid into his throat, making the circles of his eyes red from the heat.

Tang Du was so distressed that he took the mouthwash cup that was set aside with one hand, raised Yuan Xi's head with the other, and gave him a sip of water.

"Stop choking."

The water was warm, Yuan Xi held it in his mouth, Tang Du pinched the back of his neck and pressed down, and spit it out.

"I'll wait for you for breakfast."

After Tang Du finished speaking, he straightened Li Yuanxi's crumpled clothes, brushed the raised spine under the hem of the clothes with his fingertips, and pulled away to leave.

Yuan Xi raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

The tails of the eyes are flushed red, the lips seem to be congested with blood, and the neckline is crooked.

He pressed his brows, raised his hand to wipe off the water from the corner of his mouth, and took another glass of water.

Tang Du was already sitting at the dining table when he went downstairs.

On the table is a Western-style breakfast, muffins, West toast, and poached eggs, which are delicately placed on a bone china plate with gilt floral patterns.

The chair has been drawn for Yuan Xi, beside Tang Du.

Yuan Xi walked over to sit down, and Irene quickly handed him a bowl of yogurt filled with nuts.

"What do you like to eat, write a copy for Irene later," Tang Du finished speaking, took a sip of milk, and then asked him, "Are you going to school today?"

Yuan Xi picked up the heavy silver knife and fork, and nodded.

"Wait for Uncle Chen to see you off."

Tang Du didn't say anything more.

After breakfast, Yuan Xi went upstairs to get his textbooks, and when he came out, he saw Tang Du's room door was open, Tang Du was talking on the phone, his voice was cold and flat, a tone Yuan Xi had never heard before.

He didn't intend to cover his footsteps either, and Tang Du's eyes happened to catch him as he passed by.

Tang Du leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows and gave him a neutral look.

Yuan Xi clenched the book in his hand, turned his head and walked downstairs, avoiding his gaze.

Yuan Xi was in her third year of junior high school, and would only work part-time in the studio when she had no classes, mainly as a teaching assistant.

It was a theoretical class in the morning, and most of the students would not come. As soon as Yuan Xi entered the classroom, he saw one of his roommates waving at him.

Yuan Xi sat over, there were still a few minutes before class.

The roommate's name is Yu Zeming. He recently dyed his hair silver. With his already handsome face, he has a very high rate of turning heads when he walks in school.

"When will you move back to the dormitory?" Yu Zeming asked.

Before that, Yuanxi applied for a period of time to live out in order to deal with his parents' funeral.

Yuan Xi turned on his phone, wrote a paragraph in the memo and handed it to him.

"I won't be coming back for a while."

"Why?" After hearing this, Yu Zeming frowned, looking very puzzled and unhappy.

Yuan Xi shook his head, but didn't make up any proper reason.

Fortunately, the teacher walked in at this time and started class, so Yu Zeming temporarily had no intention of pursuing it.

Halfway through the class, Yuan Xi was still in a daze. He thought of the look in Tang Du's eyes when he was leaving, and glanced at the place where his hand was knocked on the pool in the morning.

There were still red marks there, and Yuan Xi had a constitution that was easy to leave marks.

He turned on the phone and typed another sentence, and handed it to Yu Zeming when the teacher recited the writing on the blackboard.

"I want to live by myself for a while."