Dressed as the black moonlight of the paranoid villain

Wen Yiran looked at the milk tea cup that had been emptied in one go, pointed at Zhou Yuanbai and remained silent for a long time.

Zhou Yuanbai threw the empty cup into the trash can indifferently, "You like to drink milk tea, I can buy you a cup as a gift."

"Buy, buy..." Wen Yiran was so angry that he couldn't speak smoothly, "Hurry up and buy, I'll drink ten cups."

The price of the cold drink shop is not cheap, ten cups is not a small amount for Zhou Yuanbai, Liang Jing leaned over and whispered to Wen Yiran: "How can I finish ten cups? Isn't he your little monster teacher? Respecting the teacher is for teenagers good virtue."

Wen Yiran smirked, "A few days ago, who believed in Yating and me and swore that he didn't like Zhou Yuanbai anymore?"

"I really don't like it."

Wen Yiran slapped Liang Jing's shoulder heavily, "Just talk and don't do fake tricks, Comrade Liang Xuexing, the time has come to show your determination."

Liang Jingxiang was greatly encouraged, "I want 10 cups too", but the words on his lips turned into, "I want one cup."

Zhou Yuanbai nodded: "Okay."

Liang Jing: "..."

There were five cups of hot and cold milk tea in the shopping bag, and Wen Yiran couldn't finish ten cups because he just wanted to punish Zhou Yuanbai. When the huge shopping bag was placed in front of him, the little resentment piled up in his heart finally dissipated.

Zhao Yating took out her cup of milk tea, not forgetting to worry about Wen Yiran, "How do you drink so much?"

"Feed the dog if you can't finish drinking." Wen Yiran deliberately said to Zhou Yuanbai.

Zhou Yuan ignored it, and made fun of himself, but Wen Yiran refused to admit defeat, "Feed the pigs if the dogs don't drink."

The straw was inserted into the milk tea cup, and Zhou Yuanbai handed the milk tea with the inserted straw to Liang Jing, "It's snowing outside, drink it in the mall before going out."

"Thank you." Liang Jing took it and took a sip. The taste was slightly different from the cup he bought just now, so he didn't take it too seriously. He watched Wen Yiran laugh while holding a bag full of milk tea with a straw in his mouth.

Wen Yiran knew that Zhou Yuanbai was indifferent, but he still refused to let go of his desire to win. He raised his voice to stimulate Zhou Yuanbai: "If the pig doesn't drink, it will be thrown into the toilet like garbage."

"I'm going to the bathroom." Zhou Yuanbai left directly.

As soon as the person left, Liang Jing couldn't help laughing, imitating Wen Yiran's tone just now, "Even if Comrade Xiao Wen brings milk tea to the zoo, Zhou Yuanbai won't talk to you. I advise you to let go."

Wen Yiran was discouraged, and put the milk tea on the chair, "I didn't ask the driver to wait in the mall today. It's so tiring to carry it home, and it's a waste to throw it away. Please help me share it."

"The sugar content in milk tea is too high, I can't drink too much." Zhao Yating waved her hand and refused.

"Don't look at me, I'm losing weight." Liang Jing said.

Wen Yiran: "..."

It was snowing outside the shopping mall, and the heads of pedestrians under the street lamps were covered with a thin layer of white. The sudden snow caused the taxi business to explode, and the roadside was full of people stopping cars.

The four of them hadn't stopped the car for a long time, so they decided to go a little further and stop the car at the next intersection. The sidewalk was too narrow for the four of them to walk side by side. Wen Yiran walked in front with milk tea and Zhao Yating in his arms, Liang Jing and Zhou Yuanzhou followed.

Before going out, he didn't expect it to snow. Liang Jing didn't wear a down jacket with a hat. Now he stood by the roadside for a long time, his ears were red from the cold. It was getting colder at night, but we couldn't get a taxi, and several people were shivering from the cold.

Liang Jing didn't care about his ears, he rubbed his palms together and kept exhaling, his ears suddenly became hot, and he turned his head to meet Zhou Yuanbai's eyes.

Zhou Yuanbai stood behind him, covering his ears with his hands, his eyes crossed for a moment, Zhou Yuanbai tilted his head to look away.

Liang Jing moved forward, and Zhou Yuanbai moved forward with his hands like pliers. Liang Jing had no choice but to turn around and say, "I'm not cold...don't worry about me."

Zhou Yuanbai looked into the distance, as if he didn't hear it.

Liang Jing moved down again, "I really"

Before he finished speaking, a faint scent of mint and tobacco approached suddenly accompanied by the cold wind. After the cold wind passed, the warm breath lingered around the ears, and a suppressed low voice sounded beside his ears, "Be good if you don't want to be gossiped by Wen Yiran."

Of course, Liang Jing didn't want to be gossiped by Wen Yiran, so he had to stand still obediently. Zhou Yuanbai was very close, and he could feel the warmth of his body through the thick down jacket. found child.

Wen Yiran and Zhao Yating chatted about entertainment, and they both became chatterboxes. They chatted about Korean entertainment, domestic entertainment, film and television, and music. They had no time to talk to the two people behind them. Passers-by hurried on their way, and no one noticed the , the tall boy was warming the ears of the person in front of him.

The taxi-hailing software that usually arrives in a few minutes is also out of order at the moment. No one accepts the order if you add money. Some drivers just shut down the software. wait for seconds.

Half an hour later, the heat of the entertainment topic was cooled down by the cold weather. Zhao Yating and Wen Yiran were so cold that their teeth were fighting and they were forced to stop chatting. Liang Jing stared at the two in front of him, afraid that they would turn around. When it was over, he naturally had to turn his head to look at Liang Jing. The moment he turned his head, Zhou Yuanbai let go of the hand that held Liang Jingyun's ear. no.

Wen Yiran was so cold that he didn't have the enthusiasm to speak, he looked back and hurried back.

In order to go home early, several people called their family and friends one after another. The driver of Wen Yiran's family got off work, and the driver of Liang Jing's family was stuck in the road. In the end, he had to take a taxi. Liang Jing stomped his feet on the spot to relieve the cold. There is an extra black down jacket. Looking up, Zhou Yuanbai is wearing a white long-sleeved T-shirt. The down jacket is too cold. Do you think it takes too long to wear a T-shirt?

"Why did you give me the clothes? Are you stupid?"

"I'm not cold...body hot."

Just as Liang Jing was about to take off his clothes, Wen Yiran and Zhao Yating suddenly got in and put on Zhou Yuanbai's down jacket together with him. At this moment, Wen Yiran had no resentment or desire to win, and smiled and said to Zhou Yuanbai: "Mr. Walking living Bodhisattva, I will make a banner for you when I get home."

Zhao Yating: "Bring me one."

Liang Jing: "..."

Zhou Yuanbai ignored their nonsense, looked at Liang Jing and said, "I'll take a look from a distance, just wait a moment."

"Give me the clothes." Before Liang Jing finished speaking, Zhou Yuan's white man had already run away.

The three of them were shivering in Zhou Yuanbai's down jacket, the real version of a small gang selling matches.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The whistle of the taxi sounded, and a taxi stopped in front of them. Zhou Yuanbai got out of the car and waved to them, "Get in the car."

Wen Yiran and Zhao Yating ran towards Zhou Yuanbai as if seeing their relatives. Liang Jing silently put away his down jacket and followed. The warm air blew, and the three of them were revived with full blood.

"Where did you take the taxi?" Zhao Yating asked.

"There are many people near the shopping mall, and there are fewer people in the residential area, so it is easier to take a taxi." Zhou Yuanbai said lightly.

Liang Jing returned the down jacket to Zhou Yuanbai and said, "Thank you."

"Get it for me first, then give it to me when you get home." Zhou Yuanbai didn't answer.

Liang Jing: "..."

The car sent Zhao Yating and Wen Yiran home first, and when Liang Jing and Zhou Yuanbai arrived home in the early morning, Liang Jing got off the car, and Zhou Yuanbai said, "Put on your clothes."

Liang Jing thought that Zhou Yuanbai wanted clothes, so he handed them over casually. Zhou Yuanbai caught the clothes and was stunned for a moment, then unfolded the clothes and put them on Liang Jing, raised his chin and pointed to the way forward, "I said I'll give it to me when I get home."

"Already home." Liang Jing turned sideways to hide, but Zhou Yuanbai held his shoulders and couldn't move, "Give it to me when you enter the room, it won't be a while."

Liang Jing: "..."

The boss is a little abnormal these days, did you help him wipe the alcohol because of the fever?Walking into the room, he took off his down jacket and handed it to Zhou Yuanbai. After thinking for a long time, he said, "It's just a matter of lifting your hands to apply alcohol for you. Don't worry about it. If Wen Yiran gets sick, I will take care of him in the same way. We are all friends."

"um. Thank you."

Liang Jing smiled awkwardly, "You're welcome, I should thank you."

When the two entered the door, they were seen by Zhang Nuan who came out to fetch water. She held the glass of water and said "tsk", and walked over in small steps, "Brother Jing, don't you think it's interesting to wear his clothes?"

Liang Jing glared at her, "What's the smell?"

Zhang Nuan didn't care, and curled his lips at Zhou Yuanbai, "His clothes are either knockoffs or certain treasures, of course they smell disgustingly sour."

Liang Jing pinched his nose and slapped his hands in front of him, "Why do I smell fart in your mouth? Bad breath?"

"You..." Zhang Nuan blushed.

Zhou Yuanbai curled his lips slightly, and said to Zhang Nuan in a stern voice, "Hurry up and go back to sleep, focus on your studies, and don't let Mom worry about you every day."

"Hmph! It's up to you." Zhang Nuan walked away in a hurry.

Going upstairs, Liang Jing tentatively said, "You are very tolerant of... Zhang Nuan."

Zhou Yuanbai: "I owe her and my elder brother a lot, and I should blame and hate me."

"Actually, there is no one in the family who is in debt. Aunt Zhou asked you to go out to study... and because of your good grades, Zhang Nuan's grades in Yiguang are still not good. It's a waste of money." family money."

"Different."

"Families are tolerant and understanding...maybe you are not a family."

Zhou Yuan smiled lightly: "My mother took me to work in the city since I was a child, and my father took care of my elder brother and younger sister at home. How could we not be a family for so many years?"

"I mean what if."

Zhou Yuanbai patted the top of Liang Jing's head, "If there is no assumption, go to bed early."

Back in the room, Liang Jing took off all the disguises, leaned on the sofa and let out a long breath. Over the years, Zhou Yuanbai believed that his family had given him the best, so he felt deeply guilty towards his family, and did not believe that Zhou Yujuan was not the one who gave birth to him. If you don't believe it, when the turning point of the plot is reached, you can imagine how hard Zhou Yuanbai will be hit when he knows the truth, and it may also be related to this matter in the future.

The joy of looking forward to the turning point of the plot is gone. It is against the sky that the little tool man can save his life. Changing the fate of the villain who serves the protagonist is simply a dream. An indescribable melancholy arises in Liang Jing's heart, and there is no way to change the plot. In the big direction, he can still do some small things, such as changing Zhou Yuanbai into a down jacket, gagging Zhang Nuan's mouth, getting up early the next day and going to the mall in a hurry, and only at noon did he come across a blue dress with a little white, It looked good when I tried it on, so I bought one for myself.

When I got home, I was in time for lunch, and there were obviously more people at the table than usual. When I got closer, I saw that Wen Yiran and Zhao Yating were coming. Liang Jing went over, "Are you two here again?"

"We brought rations."

Liang Jing followed Wen Yiran's gaze, and saw that the milk tea placed in front of Zhang Nuan was exactly the cups that Zhou Yuanbai bought last night.

Zhang Nuan couldn't put it down holding the milk tea, "Thank you brother Yiran."

Wen Yiran smiled harmlessly with a beautiful face, "Drink, you're welcome."

Liang Jing: "..."

After the meal, Liang Jing dragged Wen Yiran to a place where no one was around, "Aren't you afraid that drinking milk tea overnight will spoil your stomach?"

Wen Yiran shrugged, "I already told her that I bought it last night. She likes that brand of milk tea and doesn't care about overnight."

"No matter what, she is also Zhou Yuanbai's younger sister. It's not good to face Zhou Yuanbai in front of her."

"Zhou Yuanbai didn't say anything even though he knew about the milk tea he bought last night. This shows that Zhang Nuan knows better than anyone else."

"Zhou Yuanbai didn't stop him at all?" Liang Jing was puzzled.

"No."

Liang Jing felt more and more unable to see through Zhou Yuanbai, and returned to the crowd, he handed the clothes to Zhou Yuanbai, "Yesterday's clothes were dirty, I bought you a new one."

Zhou Yuanbai: "It's not dirty, I have enough clothes, I don't need new clothes."

The result was the same as last time. The new pair of shoes are still in the cloakroom. Liang Jing guessed the result before going to the mall, but he still couldn't help buying them, "The clothes are very cheap, I just want to accept them Bar."

Zhao Yating took the opportunity to pull out the new clothes from the shopping bag and spread them out in front of everyone, "It's so beautiful, brother Jing has a good eye."

No matter how good his vision was, Zhou Yuanbai would not accept it.

Liang Jing was downcast and couldn't be happy.

Wen Yiran picked up another bag from the sofa, "Why is there another bag? A gift for me?"

Afraid that Wen Yiran would gossip, Liang Jing rushed over to snatch the bag, "It's not for you."

This action quickly attracted the attention of Zhao Yating and Wen Yiran, and the two looked at each other. Zhao Yating stuffed the clothes in the bag into the bag, threw it down and grabbed the shopping bag in Liang Jing's hand, and the two snatched it together. The bag was opened and an identical dress was taken out.

Zhao Yating was disappointed: "What's wrong with a down jacket? It's not sex|interest|underwear."

"Of course I can't just show you couple models." Wen Yiran didn't stop his mouth.

Zhao Yating suddenly understood, "Brother Jing lied to me, you still like Zhou Yuanbai."

Liang Jing: "I didn't lie to you, I really don't like it."

"Then why buy couple clothes?" Zhao Yating asked.

"It's not a couple outfit."

Zhao Yating: "The couple's outfits seem to be the same style."

Wen Yiran hit the nail on the head: "It's not a couple outfit, why are you afraid of seeing it?"

Liang Jing: "..."

The three of them argued endlessly, and no one noticed Zhou Yuanbai who was on the side. He picked up the shopping bag thrown on the ground, carried it into his arms and walked upstairs. One lip corner.