【ABO】Wolf A always loves to cry during his susceptible period

He Lin still thought that the little fat man was politely evading, as if he was rushing to put the duck on the shelf, and said carelessly: "Help me, say a few more words, pass on your experience, what are you afraid of?"

"Stop pestering him," Xiao Xingzhi was listening, and said with a cold face, "You, you fool, hurry up and get out."

Xiao Xingzhi is so annoying.

How long has it been since you first arrived in Jingzhou?

Things piled up.

On the front foot, Xiaokuibao's childhood sweetheart met a few, kissed and hugged, hard to guard against.

On the back foot, people haven't settled down yet, He Lin and Chen Bei, a pair of happy friends, are rushing forward, and they are about to put on a good show.

He Lin frowned, deliberately lowered his shoulders, drooped his brows, and put on an expression of a puppy being abandoned.

Knowing that persuading Xiao Xingzhi would not work, He Lin found another way, and said pitifully to Su Nanjin, "Little Fatty, your Abei is your good friend, you have the heart to see him lie alone without eating or drinking. In the hospital bed?"

Su Nanjin was surprised: "If you don't eat, you won't eat?"

"Yeah, it's fine if he doesn't let me get close. The nurse I hired just went in, but was yelled out. It was a miserable cry, like a big girl meeting a hooligan."

Su Nanjin asked anxiously, "Is that true?"

"It's more real than pearls," He Lin patted his chest, and continued, "Chen Bei is a cripple, and he struggles to get out of bed and go to the toilet. If he moves casually, he may tear the wound open again. Tell me, if he doesn't do anything, he will have to wait until the time comes." How uncomfortable!"

Sunanjin's eyes were red: "Take me to see Abei!"

He Lin was overjoyed: "Success, follow me."

He Lin thought to himself, Su Xiaokuibao really had a soft heart, as soon as he said it, Xiaokuibao almost cried when he heard it.

"Stand."

Xiao Xingzhi made a leisurely sound, and the two elated people stood on the spot.

The son traveled thousands of miles and the mother was worried, so Su Nanjin glanced at Xiao Xingzhi timidly: "Brother, can I go and see?"

Xiao Xingzhi: "You just saw him a few hours ago."

It's just one night, and after a good night's sleep, he still doesn't want to eat, feel depressed, depressed, and He Lin's deceitful empty words, probably only Su Xiaokuibao can be tricked into listening to his ears and rubbing his heart into his heart.

"But Ah Bei is hurt, and it's still hard." Hearing what his brother said, Su Nanjin was a little at a loss, and asked earnestly, "Can't I go and see it again? Just one."

His eyes were wet, like a deer cub in the forest, staring at Xiao Xingzhi without taking his eyes off.

When meeting such a pair of clear eyes and such a sincere crying bag, people will suddenly feel that life is not too long, let alone hopeless.

Xiao Xingzhi paused, and said: "No..." "Brother, you are the best." Xiao Xingzhi sighed: "Okay."

By coincidence, it was good for Su Nanjin to leave and take away the nagging little crying bag, Xiao Xingzhi happened to have a place to go.

"Yeah!" Su Nanjin jumped up, made a victory gesture with his claws, and pulled He Lin's clothes, "He Lin, He Lin, take me there quickly."

Xiao Xingzhi was still not satisfied, so he added: "Finish your breakfast before going out."

He Lin smiled: "That's good, I'm hungry too, and I have to bring a copy to Chen Bei and Hua Zi."

Xiao Xingzhi ignored it and walked forward.

The pine wind is blowing, but the clouds floating in the sky seem to be still, with a vague sense of mystery, which coincides with winter.

The breakfast of the Su family in Jingzhou, fragrant porridge with plain rice, steamed crispy buns, rich soup, tea cup dim sum, is as delicate as a handicraft.

What matters more is the rules.

Swallow slowly, which tea comes first, which dish comes after, there are detailed regulations, the servants are serving, observing the words and expressions, and carefully arranging the food and drink properly.

He Lin ate happily, and when he finished, he patted Su Nanjin on the shoulder and praised: "As expected of a rich family, little fat man!"

Su Nanjin felt a little embarrassed, he smiled, stretched out his fingers, and picked his face, not knowing what to say.

Xiao Xingzhi squinted coldly.

He Lin withdrew his hand resentfully, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I'm a man with a husband, so I won't mess with other Omega."

Xiao Xingzhi said lightly: "It's good to know."

He Lin choked, his mouth seemed to be circled, and he didn't pick up the words for a long time.

This Alpha, who is used to being noisy, can only be quiet for a moment when he meets Xiao Xingzhi.

Before leaving, Xiao Xingzhi stood aside and watched He Lin carry the little crying bag out of the courtyard before turning around leisurely.

He changed into a thick, dark and dirt-resistant coat, and left the courtyard.

Go out, walk a few more steps, and get off at the subway station.

This trip was far away, the subway rumbled forward, got on the ground, became a light rail, and was laid in mid-air.

When there were few people, Xiao Xingzhi found a seat, closed his eyes gently, and rested his mind.

One hour, not long or short, get out of the light rail station and transfer to the bus.

The bus is only two stops away. When I get off the bus, I have already arrived at a remote place, and there are no pedestrians around.

This is the outskirts of Jingzhou, almost to the sea.

The smell of sea wind, damp and salty is bubbling in the nostrils, without seeing the sea, it seems as if you are already on the beach.

Xiao Xingzhi walked steadily, and there seemed to be some oceanic melancholy between his brows. Without hesitation, he walked straight towards the dirt path.

The skylark was on the treetop, showing off its melodious and melodious voice. The voice was loud, like a dog barking.

At the end of the road, it suddenly became clear that a two-story wooden house stood on the open grass like a red-headed knight with his head held high.

The winter is cold, the ground is full of withered grass, and the humidity has not disappeared.

The road was unbearable to walk on, the soil was sticky and moist, and the dead branches and leaves were piled wantonly on it, as if they had been accumulated for a whole year and no one cleaned them.The soles of people's feet are slippery and greasy when they step on it, as if they are squeezing something, like they are stepping on the head of an octopus, lest there will be a squeaking sound in the next second.

Xiao Xingzhi didn't even want to have a face-to-face meeting with a certain, bleak man in his memory.

He knocked on the door tentatively, bang bang, as if he were knocking on an empty tin bucket.

"Knock, knock."

As expected, there was no response.

Xiao Xing then took two steps back, reached out his hand, and hooked down a key from the high place of the rusty green leather water pipe.

"Crack!"

The shimmering light that had permeated the keyhole for a long time was blocked, and in the next second, the core of the hole twisted, and with a crisp sound, the door creaked and was pushed open, and light rushed into the room.

"I am back."

Qingyue's male voice echoed in the empty room, his tone was like a nameless sigh, and he didn't know who to say it to.

mutation!

Xiao Xingzhi just stepped in, and then his eyes turned cold, then he quickly squatted down vigilantly, and rolled back suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, everything is done.

"Bell! Orbital!"

With the previous sound, the wine bottle shattered. It was originally swung from the beam of the house. When the door opened, it fell freely and was about to hit the person's head.

With the last sound, a saber was thrown like a javelin, and it was stuck firmly in the cracks of the ground, penetrating three points.

Just now, if Xiao Xingzhi didn't hide back, the knife would have been pierced into his stomach, and the wine bottle would have smashed his brains.

"Hmph," Xiao Xingzhi smiled contemptuously, "it's still such a cheap joke."

He could already imagine the scene of the old man wearing a pair of greasy overalls and stepping on a pair of rotten shoes to climb the beams of the house to hang wine bottles.

The bow and crossbow were stuck between the gaps in the stairs, and a fishing line was pulled through the key lock to hold the crossbow gun tightly. As soon as the door was opened, the saber would shoot out violently like a flying arrow.

"Childish." Xiao Xingzhi accepted the slave, and stepped upstairs along the dilapidated wooden ladder.

Upstairs, a mess.

The curtains were so thick and tightly drawn that not a single ray of light could penetrate into the room, covering the second floor like a gray shroud.

Wine bottles, green glass, and yellow cans are scattered here and there, and if you don't pay attention, your feet will be pricked.

Convenience food packaging bags, color magazines with ostentatious Omega posing, peanuts with wine, all thrown around.

The bed was a mess, and the tip of the nose could smell the stench.

The death-like atmosphere in the room made one feel stagnant.

"Ugh."

An inaudible sigh trembled and fluctuated from Xiao Xingzhi's chest.

Thanks to the little crying bag being removed, that expensive and sensitive little thing, if he sees these dirty scenes, he has to cover his nose again and scream in pain.

Xiao Xingzhi rolled up his sleeves, swished, opened the curtains, and started tidying up.

Garbage, throw it away.

The sheets and duvets were washed and replaced with new ones.

Those in the closet can no longer be called clothes, they are all muddy rags.

The refrigerator was empty, and the kitchen sink was full of moldy dishes and chopsticks, which had long been smelly and covered with a layer of greasy green moss.

Pick everything up from the broken.

Like a person who lost his dream, he accidentally stood in the almost deep purple twilight, motionless, and stayed up all night, slowly watching the rising sun.

The old man also did a disgusting thing.

The bathrooms are lined up, and the underpants are hung on hooks that look like leaves, forming a forest.

The first pair of underwear had a note stuffed inside.

Xiao Xingzhi thought it was disgusting, so he picked up a clothes rail and shook it, flipped through the air, exposed the note, and glanced at it from a distance.

There is a sentence on it__"My rich and handsome son, your father is cold and hungry, has no food, no clothes to wear, you must remember to come and help."

The handwriting is crooked, and you can vaguely see some early bones and bones. If you write seriously, you must have no roots, which is quite beautiful.

But the writers are not good, deliberately crooked writing, or nonsense after drunk, or using both hands and feet, swiping a brush on the note, the handwriting is illegible.

"Hold!"

Xiao Xingzhi cursed secretly, shook the clothes pole in his hand, and stabbed that disgusting Bara thing into the garbage bag, and it was not uncommon to see it.

The money Xiao Xingzhi earns has to be saved to pay the tuition fees. As for the sum that was thrown away to He Lin, I am afraid that he will not get it back until many years later.

As expected, the old man searched and searched, but didn't leave half a penny behind.

If he had money, he would have gone to buy wine a long time ago, why would he ask his son to help him buy clothes?

Coincidentally, when Xiao Xingzhi was tidying up the house and tidying up the closet in the master bedroom, he had a little surprise.

A platinum card.

It was his Omega father who ran away with others, and stayed behind.