Those who come out to mess around always have to pay back

When he went to school the next day, Yuan Weisheng was still waiting for him at the school gate.

Zhu Gepeng turned his head and rolled his eyes at Hu Jingjing, and jokingly said, "Hey, let me tell you, Yuan Weisheng is actually the little daughter-in-law you picked up, right?"

Hu Jingjing glanced at him coolly, and fixedly looked at Yuan Weisheng who was waiting not far away, with an indifferent expression.

For a person who is sensitive and suspicious by nature, any unexpected disturbance will arouse his 12 vigilance.For such a person, every step he takes, he doubts himself a little bit.

Zhu Gepeng glanced at it as if feeling something, and wanted to open his mouth to tease a few words, but after thinking about it, he didn't speak again.

After a few rides, he felt his clothes being ripped off his back, Zhu Gepeng hurriedly braked, and was about to turn around to ask questions, when Hu Jingjing himself jumped out of the back seat of the car.

"Jingjing, you're here." Yuan Weisheng stepped forward with a smile and joy, with one hand behind his back, as if hiding something, blinking, his face a little shy.

Hu Jingjing stood on the spot, looking at him calmly, seeing him with a natural expression, with a smile in his eyes, even looking at himself with the same clean and pure eyes as before, he couldn't help pursing his lower lip, evoking a smile, and using his nasal voice like There was a humming sound.

Yuan Weisheng laughed in a low voice, staring at Hu Jingjing's expressionless face, he said emotionally, "The school will celebrate the National Day in a few days, how about we go on a trip together? I've seen a few routes. Let's choose one later. There are many places to visit along the way…”

Hu Jingjing probably nodded without hesitation, and said casually, "We'll see that later."

It's fine if you don't directly refuse, Yuan Weisheng glanced at him carefully, smiled more happily with crooked eyebrows, moved his hands behind his back, and was about to speak, but saw Hu Jingjing's expression retracted, and he stood up slightly, connecting his face His smile faded a little, and he said lazily, "Is there anything else?"

"That..." He hesitated to speak.

"I'm going back for dinner. Let's talk about something tomorrow, and you go back early." Hu Jingjing didn't give Yuan Weisheng a chance to refuse, and ended the conversation with a few words.

"...Okay." Yuan Weisheng lowered his eyebrows and said yes softly.

Seeing Zhu Gepeng driving Hu Jingjing farther and farther away in a car, Yuan Weisheng slowly stretched out his hands behind his back. The two freshly baked movie tickets in his hands were crushed into a ball of waste paper due to excessive force. .

Yuan Weisheng unfolded the ball of waste paper with his fingers expressionlessly, and then tore it into pieces bit by bit. He waved his hand, and dragged his schoolbag all the way home.

Yuan Weisheng's family lived in a remote place, in one of the old and decayed square mud buildings, there were three families living in it, a bad-tempered old lady who scavenged waste, a stingy young couple who liked to take advantage of things, and three families. The building is where Yuan Weisheng lives, with two bedrooms and one living room, and a balcony.

The old lady on the first floor lived alone, and she made a living by picking up scraps on weekdays. She was probably an old lady with a collection habit, so not only was the house full of broken copper and iron, but most of the corridors were blocked, so that the upstairs Every time the upper two households go upstairs, they have to be careful to avoid it, so as not to get involved in a lawsuit --- the old lady takes good care of everything she collects, even as small as a screw or nail.

Yuan Weisheng walked up the stairs with ease, and the wrinkled old lady was staring at the door. Seeing people go up with a blank expression, her eyelids drooped like a witch in a fairy tale, and she slowly sat back on the small chair by her door. People are impressed by her.

The young couple on the second floor hadn't come back from work yet. Yuan Weisheng found two extra thin iron chains on the iron gate when he passed by their door. Goods, just those things in their house that have never been neatly arranged, they are really regarded by others----sluts are hypocritical.

Open the door, close the door.

The rooms on the third floor are clean and simple without a trace of popularity.

Yuan Weisheng threw down his schoolbag, opened the window to ventilate, washed the rice and started cooking porridge, opened the refrigerator, and there were only some celery, eggs and half a sausage left in it. After confirming the dinner menu, he began to clean the room.

The bed sheets, quilt covers and sofa covers in the room have to be cleaned every other day, the cleaning is done once a day, the haircut is done once a month, the menu is changed once a week, and flowers are bought once a week. What he has to do every day is regular. Now it is just adding a little bit on the original basis.

Yuan Weisheng bought fresh fruits and flowers and replaced them on the altar in another bedroom. Yuan's father and Yuan mother snuggled up in the photo with two smiles. The once strict father and loving mother can only stand quietly in the photo , looking tenderly at their only child.

Yuan Weisheng respectfully respected the two bunches of incense, knelt down on the floor in a regular manner, looked at the couple far away in heaven with fixed eyes, bent his body and knelt on the floor with some helplessness and discouragement, and stretched out his hand to hold the couple. Holding the photo in his hand, he traced it bit by bit with his fingertips. After a long silence, he softly called out to her and him, "Mom, Dad..."

"I do not know what to do……"

"He is so beautiful, so dazzling, he is the little sun in my heart."

"How the hell... can I have him."

Such a dazzling young man shouldn't be coveted by someone like me who can only live in filth, living in such a dirty sewer all day long, who can't even show his face

Yuan Weisheng covered his heart and slowly lowered his head, feeling an unavoidable rotten smell slowly overflowing from the inside out, spreading rapidly at an irresistible speed for ordinary people.

Probably, that's how people's resentment began to gradually deepen.

If my parents are still intact and living in this world safely, if I am still the young master Yuan who is looked up to and envied by many people, at that time, I can get to know him and understand him with a healthy heart, and then Slowly approach him, it will be a matter of course and equal, and become friends... If those people hadn't framed his parents, hadn't thrown stones at them and killed them, if... no if.

If it is the premise of the dream, but the dream is abandoned by the reality, the facts tell us - reality does not need if.

Yuan Weisheng knelt down until his legs went numb, so he simply crossed his legs and sat on the floor. He took a cigarette of his father's favorite brand from the altar, lit one, put it in his mouth, and took a deep breath. The smell of smoke slowly escaped from his mouth and nose, he and his parents complained, and then fell silent in the thick smoke.

Still, I still really want... to get him.Yuan Weisheng gritted his teeth in distress for a long time, waved away the fog in front of him, and decided to get rid of the invisible things left on his hands tomorrow.

If you want to counterattack from the dick's life, the best way is to get close to his male god!Thinking of this, Yuan Weisheng just sighed, alas, Jingjing is so delicate and picky, I wonder if he will come to invite him to eat cake tomorrow?In other words, does he like the strawberry flavor or the vanilla flavor, in fact, the mango flavor is also very good...

So, love is really troublesome.

Hu Jingjing was silent all the way, and the atmosphere was so dull that people couldn't breathe.

Zhu Gepeng asked him, "Did you quarrel with Yuan Weisheng?"

"No."

"But you are very indifferent to him, obviously you were fine two days ago."

"No."

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that I'll be jealous, so I just ignored him in front of me today... Hehehe, I don't really mind, really!"

"……No."

"That's why he provoked you? Well, Jingjing, you're just awkward. What's the matter? It's so normal for couples to quarrel at the head of the bed and fight at the end of the bed. Just remember to make up after the quarrel, eh, eh... Hey, if you kick again, I will lose my face!"

"Shut up!" "Get out!!!"

Zhu Gepeng shut up, and rolled away mellowly.

Squatting at the door, moaning and moaning, Zhu Gepeng was very sad holding his old heart, "I can't live this life, I have been unlucky for a few lifetimes, I want to be friends with you, Hu Jingjing, who said just now If you want to keep me at home for dinner, and if you want to stay at night, you can just tell me to go away... Ouch, I feel so sad..."

"Your uncle's Zhu Gepeng, get out!"

There was a roar from inside, Zhu Gepeng blinked, and immediately jumped back cleverly, and said cheerfully with a drawn out voice, "Master, I'm coming~"

The old man waved to him, smiled and stuffed an apple for him to eat, and sat opposite him to watch him finish eating seriously, the old god smiled, "Pengpeng hasn't come to play for a long time."

Zhu Gepeng scratched his head in embarrassment, and smiled honestly, "Where, I'm here."

"Sister-in-law Zhou made your favorite spicy chicken today." The old man lowered his voice, blinked and chuckled, "I made it just for you, not for Jingjing."

Nod, nod.

When he sat at the dinner table, Zhu Gepeng really guarded the plate of spicy chicken diced, not touching a bit of it, Ren Hu Jingjing stared angrily but couldn't eat it, he laughed for a while, and exchanged with the old man With a knowing look, the meal was very pleasant.

Knowing that this was just a trick that grandpa deliberately played with Zhu Gepeng in order to divert his emotions, Hu Jingjing still responded very supportively and cooperated.

Walking back to the room, throwing himself on the bed, lifting the sheet to hide himself in, and then leaning on the pillow to slowly lose consciousness...

In fact, he didn't feel too angry, he just felt a little dazed.

Those superficial impressions of Yuan Weisheng's previous life have gradually faded over time, but the memory of the current Yuan Weisheng is gradually increasing. Comparing the two, indifference and enthusiasm, deep and pure, these are two people with completely opposite personalities. .

Having lost those legendary faces, mysterious backgrounds, and the brilliant aura brought by his transcendent status, Yuan Weisheng is now no different from other ordinary people he knows, so Hu Jingjing enjoys Yuan Weisheng's kindness to him very peacefully.

But what if this conclusion does not hold?Obviously, it is extremely dangerous for Hu Jingjing to make this definition so rashly.

After accidentally seeing Yuan Weisheng's transaction with another group of mysterious gangs that night, it was the first time that Hu Jingjing had such a strong urge to understand Yuan Weisheng.However, at that time, how should he define the position and relationship between him and Yuan Weisheng?

friend?normal friend?Or a closer relationship, such as Zhu Gepeng and Hu Jingjing?

The expectations are different, and the consequences will also be different.