The slag attack is no longer scum [Quick travel]

In the evening, after dinner, Meng Xiangbei took Ye Jitang for a walk on the campus to digest.

Beijing University is very big, and it takes about an hour to walk around the entire school, just to go around.

At night, there are many young couples out on a date.

Holding Ye Jitang's slender waist in his arms, Meng Xiangbei walked slowly, enjoying the rare peace and warmth.

"I heard that someone was looking for you during the day." Ye Jitang asked.

Meng Xiangbei said "Yes": "It's Meng Yisheng, he came to ask for money, but I sent him back."

Ye Jitang nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Although the two were boyfriends, Ye Jitang didn't want to get too involved in Meng Xiangbei's family affairs, and Meng Xiangbei also said that he could handle it well.

The two continued to walk, but Ye Jitang actually felt something was wrong just walking.

"Where is this going?" Ye Jitang blinked and asked.

"I didn't go anywhere." Meng Xiangbei said calmly, as if the two of them were just walking aimlessly.

Ye Jitang always felt that something was wrong, and when the two of them walked up the high slope, he finally realized something, and yelled at someone: "Meng, Xiang, Bei!"

"What's the matter?" Meng Gou asked with innocent eyes.

Ye Jitang's cheeks were slightly hot, and he slapped him on the shoulder: "You still dare to ask me what's wrong, but you turned me to this place in the middle of the night."

Going up from here is a small hill.

There are trees and lawns on the hillside. When you lie down, you can see the moon, stars, hear insects, and see sparkling fireflies. It is a very romantic place to stop. There was a post on the school forum , It is said that some couples go to Xiaoshanpo to play word games for romance and for couples.

Ye Jitang remembered that Meng Xiangbei had mentioned before that he would be brought here to drive a different and exciting car.

Ye Jitang has a sense of shame, and Meng Xiangbei is usually in the hotel, so how can he be in the world.

"You shameless rascal." Realizing Meng Xiangbei's malicious intentions, Ye Jitang was frightened and hurriedly turned around to walk back.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to find out so soon, Tangtang." Meng Gou, who was pretending to be innocent a second ago, bared his fangs at this moment.

"Don't go, everyone is here." Meng Xiangbei pulled Ye Jitang to the hillside.

Ye Jitang was timid and didn't dare.

Meng Xiangbei bent down and directly carried the boy on his broad shoulders.

Ye Jitang was stunned for a moment, then struggled: "Meng Xiangbei, let me down."

Meng Xiangbei stretched out his hand, and hit someone on the fleshy place a few times: "Don't let go, be quiet, or I will hit you again."

Ye Jitang's cheeks were flushed, and he was extremely ashamed.

This man dared to hit him...

What's more shameless, he touched it after beating it, and praised it endlessly: "It's quite elastic."

Ye Jitang became ruthless and bit Meng Xiangbei's shoulder hard.

In the end, the weak and helpless boy was roughly carried up the hillside.

With the ground as his bed and the sky as his cover, the boy who couldn't resist was forced to drive an hour-long convertible with a vicious dog.

Ye Jitang only remembered the stars that night, they were too bright, and the wind blew across the lawn, bringing tiny sounds, insects chirping, one after another, piercing my ears.

After the car drove, Meng Xiangbei did not take Ye Jitang back to the dormitory, but carried him to a nearby hotel.

I bathed him, put him in pajamas, and put him on the bed.

After finishing the work, it was less than ten o'clock.

Meng Xiangbei took a shower by himself, and when he came out of the bathroom, he saw several caller IDs on his muted cell phone.

Seeing the contact person, Meng Xiangbei's eyes darkened.

The next second, the phone lights up again, the same contact.

Meng Xiangbei took out a cigarette from the table, lit the lighter, and took a deep puff.

Fearing that Ye Jitang would fall asleep due to the smoke, Meng Xiangbei went to the balcony with his mobile phone and closed the balcony door.

Sliding the phone, Meng Xiangbei connected the call.

"Meng Xiangbei, you nemesis, you are finally willing to answer the phone, do you know how many times I have called you..."

On the other end of the phone, the voice was loud, cursing, and various organs were involved in the words.

Meng Xiangbei had no expression on his face. He took the phone away, took another puff of cigarette, and let it out slowly, letting the smoke ring blur his facial contours.

"You son of a bitch, why don't you speak? You must be dead. As an elder brother, what's wrong with giving your younger brother some money? This is what you should do. Don't you know that you owe Shengsheng? You dare to beat Shengsheng, you You're fat, if you were in front of me now, I would have pinched you early in the morning."

Over there, the two were cursing alternately.

"It wasn't enough for you to kill life and death in the mother's womb, but now you want to kill life and death. I really did a crime. I gave birth to a son like you. You are a debt collector. God damn it, why didn't anyone come to collect a debt collector? Ah." Mother Meng cursed and cried at the other end.

Meng Xiangbei remained expressionless the whole time, as if he wasn't the one being scolded, he dusted off the cigarette ash, and his movements were careless.

"Have you finished? It's my turn to say it." Meng Xiangbei said lightly.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then cursed again.

"You debt collector, what's your tone? Is this how you talk to your parents? You have no education at all."

The corner of Meng Xiangbei's lips curled up in a mocking arc, education?They really have the face to say these two words, and they don't mind the panic on their faces.

"If you don't want to listen, then I'll hang up." Meng Xiangbei said casually, his eyes fell on his fingertips, sparks were sparking on the smoke, quietly burning.

On the other end of the phone, he finally paused for a while: "Okay, then tell me, I'd like to see what you can say."

Meng Xiangbei looked into the distance with his eyes, and said calmly and indifferently: "First, I don't owe Meng Yisheng. If you want to say that the person who really owes Meng Yisheng is you, the mother, so don't say that I owe Meng Yisheng again. , I will no longer be kidnapped by you morally for this reason.

Second, apart from this life, I don't owe you anything. I have already paid off the so-called grace of nurturing over the years. "

For more than ten years, Meng Xiangbei has taken care of all the housework besides studying. In his spare time, during the winter and summer vacations, he was dragged by his father and mother to work in factories.

At that time, Meng Xiangbei, who was not yet an adult, worked on the assembly line of some factories for more than ten hours.

Several times, afraid of being scolded by Meng's father and mother, Meng Xiangbei kept silent when he was sick, until one time when he was working, he had a high fever and fainted.

"As for my life, it is impossible for me to commit suicide to pay you back, but after you are 60 years old, I will give you pensions."

"So, I won't give you any more in the future, but give Meng Yisheng a penny. I'm done talking, do you have anything else to say?"