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As soon as Zhao Wenxiao raised his head, Liang Baiyu smiled at him. It was like a chatter between a childhood friend and a grown-up, quite normal and relaxed.

"I don't know how to say it, or can't say it?" Liang Baiyu turned his face, and his eyes fell on the two damp insects at the foot of the dirty wall. One was dead, and the other crawled forward stepping on its corpse. He asked in a calm tone, "Tell me that you believe what you see with your eyes, and at the same time listen to what is said in the village. Are you tired like this?"

Zhao Wenxiao's expression was not very good-looking: "I..."

Liang Baiyu slowly raised his eyes.

Because of the relationship between the shape of the eyes and the color of the pupils, that glance seemed to have a soft and gentle tenderness that moisturized things, and it was also like a stormy storm of ice and snow.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Wenxiao stepped forward eagerly, "I don't trust you enough, but I," paused and said in a low voice, "I'm really worried about you."

"I grew up with you and watched you grow up. I hope you can trust me and rely on me like before, even if you don't remember. Baiyu, I want you to treat me like a family member."

Alpha's sincerity comes from the heart, which is very touching. He said, "You can go through all the sufferings and sufferings..."

"Wait." Liang Baiyu couldn't help but laugh, "Why don't I know that I have suffered and suffered? Do you think I came here like that?"

As long as someone is not blind, they will know that they don't look like it, and they don't match at all.Because of his thin skin and tender flesh, he is so white that it shines, his fingers do not touch the spring water, he is beautiful but not a mother, standing here is the living sign of "Master of the Deep House".

The people in the village don't like him so much, except for a small part of the enmity with the Liang family, most of it is because he has a nobleness that has been carefully cared for by dozens of people from his hair to his fingernails.

Their vision is narrow and limited, and they can't imagine what kind of life it is, so they choose to believe that he is a depraved and rotten prostitute who lives by selling his flesh and blood.

Zhao Wenxiao lost his voice for a moment: "Then your illness, you cough up blood..."

"In fact, I have never been able to understand why many people like to worry about other people's affairs so much." Liang Baiyu said, "Everyone has his own destiny, and I decide my own destiny, understand?"

This sentence already has the meaning of disgust, which is not very pleasant.

Zhao Wenxiao didn't blame him for not knowing what to do, but coaxed indulgently: "My fault, I blame my wild thinking."

The atmosphere in the room was quite stuffy and dry, and there was a posture of quarreling if we continued to talk.

However, at this moment, Liang Baiyu suddenly smiled: "About my sprained wrist and putting on the plaster... It's a turn of events. My glands are not damaged or damaged. It's just a decoration like an ordinary Beta. It's not worth it." Pay attention." He went to bed, closed his eyes under the quilt and said, "Good night, sweet dream."

"Bai Yu, if you haven't forgotten the past, we will definitely be better." Zhao Wenxiao sighed vaguely, immersed in the depression of reminiscing about the past.

"It's too bright, turn off the light." Liang Baiyu said.

The next day, Yang Ming changed his temper, stopped hating Liang Baiyu, and didn't talk to him. He always walked in the front when buying things for the family, and occasionally smiled silly.

After returning to the village, this phenomenon not only did not improve, but aggravated a lot. Yang Ming stopped running to Liang Baiyu's house. When he bumped into Liang Baiyu on the road, he turned his head and walked away. If you don't control it, everyone who passes by will be stuffed with sticky cotton candy.

Yang Ming's behavior was noticed by his family, they took him on a blind date, and he beat him up.

An Omega, riding on Alpha's head, makes people laugh when it is spread out.

The family pressured him to apologize, and the medical expenses were not counted, and the fat old hen even paid two.

The second elder asked Yang Lingling to give her younger brother an ideological education class.

Yang Lingling didn't want to waste her time talking, and she couldn't evade it, so she finally faced her cold and scumbag face.

"He doesn't like you."

"You're dating your own brain."

Yang Lingling said these two words as soon as she entered the room, sharp and cruel.

and then,

Then he was kicked out by Yang Ming.

Yang Ming slammed the door hard and kicked it several times: "I am happy!"

"I'm willing to make up my mind!" He bared his teeth angrily.

The Sweet Dream Bubble Machine was smashed, Yang Ming was depressed for several days, the dark circles under his eyes almost fell to his chin, he wrote a small composition about youth pain and sore teeth, there were so many typos that he couldn't bear to look at.

He folded the small composition into leaves and put it together with the remaining [-] cents of the hundred flowers that Liang Baiyu gave him.

As soon as the drawer is closed, he's a good guy again... ass.

Yang Ming has grown up a lot because of a one-way first love that died before it even started. In short, he has rebuilt his heart.

Liang Baiyu called him his younger brother, accompanied him to the county seat, and gave him money to make him happy, so he really regarded him as his younger brother.

It's good to be a brother.

At least he was seen in the eyes, and he was a person.

His treatment is much better than that of Zhao Wenxiao, and that old man is still "Little Mr. Zhao".

Yang Ming healed himself by standing on other people's jokes and depression.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and everyone has gradually added sweaters and woolen trousers. Liang Baiyu's autumn outfit has become an outlier among outliers.

Liang Baiyu didn't go out much anymore. He didn't suddenly lose his temper because he was afraid of being looked at as a psychopath, but he spent all his thoughts and energy on the two chickens.

The closer it is to the New Year, the higher the status of the two chickens in his eyes.

One night, Chen Song went down the mountain to look for Liang Baiyu, and brought him vegetables and a plate of braised pork.

"You don't need to heat it up in the pot." Chen Song said, "Just steam it on top of the rice."

"Oh... Got it..." Liang Baiyu lay down on the table.

Animals are going to hibernate, and Liang Baiyu seems to have this symptom too. He is lazier than before, and the clockwork on his body seems to have been slowed down several times.

Chen Song looked down at him for a while, then squatted down and talked to him as usual: "Uncomfortable?"

"No." Liang Baiyu's eyelids drooped listlessly, and his eyes rolled slowly, "I don't feel uncomfortable, I just don't want to move."

"I'm so sleepy." As he said so, he raised his hand, "Give me a hand."

Chen Song pulled him up.

"Why hasn't it snowed yet?" Liang Baiyu grabbed Chen Suone's arm and slowly returned to the room, his eyes glanced at the small wooden window embedded in the earthen wall, "I'm tired of waiting every day."

"Soon." Chen Suone smelled the warm breath on his body, mixed with his unique fragrance, then subconsciously lowered his jaw line and lowered his head, getting closer to him.

"Then I believe you, you won't lie to me." Liang Baiyu leaned half her body towards him, tilted her head on his shoulder, blew on his wheat-colored neck with her eyes half down, and smiled charmingly and lustfully. , "Smell it if you want, don't be sneaky, my shirt is unbuttoned, come in."

Chen Suone has been teased by young people too many times, and has retreated from the initial dodge, stiff and embarrassed, blushing, to the current distress.

Sorrowful, depressed.

Every time the heart misses a beat, it hurts.

Chen Suone's palm felt the body temperature of the young man through a thin layer of fabric, just like a normal person.

This is the biggest abnormality.

Chen Su didn't answer Liang Baiyu's words, but talked about another matter.He said that he had heard Zhang's mother's screams while patrolling the mountain not long ago.

"I found out that she was raped when I went there, and she was the only one at the scene." Chen Song frowned, "I don't know if one or two people participated."

Liang Baiyu took a deep breath in shock: "Oh my God..."

"My little sister-in-law only has more than 30 people, and she looks like she can be ranked first in the village. When she lost her mind, she was bullied," he said, pursing his lips in pain, "then her boss's child is on the ground How sad down there."

Chen Song looked at the young man, his eyes were deep and dark, and there was something floating in it: "Before she went crazy, she hit you with a bicycle and framed you for hurting you, don't you blame her?"

"No wonder." Liang Baiyu said, "At that time, she was so sad that she didn't know what she was talking about. I wouldn't take it seriously."

Chen Song rolled up his sleeves: "I was scratched by her."

Liang Baiyu looked at his exposed wound: "Why is it so serious?"

"Skin trauma. I wasn't prepared, she was very aggressive." Chen Song put back his sleeves and reminded, "There is also Aunt Zhou, be careful."

"Don't worry, I know it. Crazy people will attack people." Liang Baiyu sat in front of the bed and took off his leather shoes. "If you're stupid, you won't. My aunt even gave me carrots."

The young man rolled his white socks and pulled them down. The line from the ankle to the instep was thin and fragile.

The color is the healthiest white with pink, revealing an extremely attractive delicate and beautiful luster, which can arouse the ugliest and most instinctive desire deep in a person's heart, wanting to hold his feet, suck and lick them a few times, Bite out another bloodstain.

This is a footman's paradise.

To be precise, anyone with physical control can be satisfied with him.

Liang Baiyu took off the two white socks on his feet, looked around, looking for a place to put them.

When Chen Song came to his senses, he had already stretched out his hand and took the pair of socks. He held the socks in his hand without changing his face, and said unfinished words: "Stay away from them, don't get too close."