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Shang Beilin didn't listen to his sophistry, the two of you said something and shouted at each other, neither would give in to the other.

Xia You was so angry that he cried, Shang Beilin stopped his flags and drums, but he was not at all happy.

In the middle of the night, I was arguing with a little poor boy, my face was red, and I felt embarrassed when I came back to my senses.

Dull.

Shang Beilin's patience was exhausted, and the place on his body that was pricked by the thorn just now began to itch.

The sobbing annoyed him, so he scratched it irritably, then pointed to the alley and said, "If you live near here, just follow the alley and walk along the road to the end. There is still a subway outside. If you live It's far away, and it's useless to toss, call and ask the family to pick it up."

Afraid that he might not understand, Shang Beilin bent down and stared into his eyes, and continued: "Next door is the university town, you can't get a taxi at this point, if you don't go back early to deal with the place where the thorn was pricked just now, it will be itchy, red and swollen, rot."

The little boy raised his eyes to look at him.

Shang Beilin started to hold back the water in his stomach, and continued to add: "I might have to amputate my limb."

Sure enough, the child didn't need to be frightened, Shang Beilin was stunned for two seconds and then held back his tears.

"The son of my third aunt and his aunt's family was poisoned by bougainvillea, and he didn't survive the amputation. He just held a banquet not long ago."

"I'm different from you. I've been used to being tied since I was a child, and I have antibodies." Shang Bei said nonsense without changing his expression, "Otherwise I wouldn't dare to talk nonsense with you here right now, and I would have gone to the hospital long ago."

Xia You was dubious, and his face was very exciting.

In the end, he jumped down from the flower bed with his arms stretched, tore off his shirt and threw it back to him, and said coyly, "...Thank you."

Shang Beilin raised his hand to take it, and wanted to make up a few more sentences, when shouts came from the alley.

"cousin--"

"Little cousin—"

Xia You straightened his back immediately when he heard the voice, and wiped away his tears with his palms.

Shang Beilin looked in surprise at the little crying bag's sudden change of appearance, as if it wasn't him who was raining on the pear blossoms just now.

Did that little cousin call this brat?

The voice moved from far to near, but instead of calling "Little Cousin", he called out his name, "Xia You! Where are you!"

The shout is still familiar to Beilin, it is Xu Ji'an, a child from the neighbor's house opposite.

The little poor boy took two steps forward, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and glanced at him again.

After dawdling for a while, he said, "Don't say it, okay?"

Listen to this tone, this appearance will please people.

Shang Bei felt a little complacent in his inner life, and he felt much more comfortable with his anger, but he deliberately didn't answer.

Soon, Xu Ji'an appeared at the corner and saw the two of them at a glance.

Xu Ji'an is young, only fifteen this year.

He glanced at Xia You, with displeasure in his eyes, but the moment he saw Shang Beilin, he immediately restrained his expression and greeted respectfully: "Brother Bei, Beilin, you are back... "

"What are you shouting about at night?" Shang Beilin walked to the entrance of the alley, straddled the small electric motorcycle with his long legs, lit the ignition, glanced at Xia You again, and asked, "Your family?"

Xu Ji'an gave a "hmm" and added: "It's just staying at my house temporarily."

The child couldn't hide his thoughts, Shang Beilin could hear Xu Ji'an's displeasure in what he said, and he didn't bother to care.

He threw the motorcycle on the pavilion in the west courtyard, and strode into the house.

At the entrance, he threw the shirt with plum thorns on it into the clothes basket, and shouted: "Your son is back, Sister Lan!"

Mother Jiang Yulan was leaning back on the sofa in the living room, putting on a mask, and didn't lift her head when she heard the voice, "I'm not very stubborn on the phone, what are you doing when you come back?"

"My own home, I'll go back if I'm happy!" Shang Beilin headed towards the kitchen, only found two pieces of toast after rummaging through the boxes, and took a bite, "Mom, where's the medicine box?"

"What are you looking for in the porch cabinet?"

Shang Beilin took the medicine box, sat down on the sofa, and applied medicine to his arm, "It's itchy from the plum thorns in the garden."

"To touch that when you're full?" Jiang Yulan raised her head and glanced at him slightly, "Without a coat?"

"It's on, I just took it off." Shang Beilin felt annoyed at the thought of this, looked thoughtfully at the anti-itch ointment in his hand, and asked casually, "A kid came to Uncle Xu's house?"

Jiang Yulan said "Oh", "Ning Chuan is here. I just chatted with your Aunt Liu today. Have you seen him?"

"It's not just seeing, Liang Zijie has grown up." Shang Beilin thought of his orchid, and his heart ached.

"You're pretty good at making troubles on the first day. You'll be across the road from now on, so keep your temper in check."

Jiang Yulan knew his son too well, and it was basically his fault that he made a mess for no reason, so he said, "I heard from your Aunt Liu that Xia You was born on the National Day, and after the eleventh, he will be eighteen. Ji'an is two years older, so don't call him a brat."

Shang Bei remembered Xu Jiaji's entrustment to him, and suddenly realized.

"Uncle Xu's nephew is him?!"

This is actually the guy who wants to rub his car at the beginning of school? !

Jiang Yulan wondered, "It's him, why are you so excited?"

"He stepped on my flowers and made me itch." Shang Beilin complained, "Uncle Xu asked me to take him after school, but I won't do it!"

"When did you care so much?"

"It depends on the person, I just care about him!"

Jiang Yulan knew that he was going crazy again, so she didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

When Shang Beilin was in a daze, he thought of his slender arms and legs, and his baby-like face, and asked again: "Is he really going to be eighteen? Do all boys in Ningchuan look like him?"

Jiang Yulan got up to wash her face, her tone was full of pity, "It's very beautiful, isn't it, it's very rare."

Shang Beilin smiled disdainfully.

Jiao Didi has no masculinity at all, but her temper is not small.

Nothing unusual.

"When your dad comes back, you just stay in the house and don't go anywhere. Your dad will chat with you."

"He's a busy man, what's there to talk to me about?" Shang Beilin said, "Come back to meddle in my life when you have time? You don't think it's too much trouble!"

The ancestors of the Shang family did business and left a lot of real estate. Jiang Yulan is definitely a rich wife in the charter house. She is bearish about everything and doesn't want to bother with Shang Beilin, but his father is different.

Shang Beilin's father, Shang Mingze, is a professor of physics at Jing'an University and a national scientific research talent. Naturally, he has high expectations for Shang Beilin's academics.

It's a pity that he was so angry that he was so angry.

There is no other reason, Shang Mingze wants him to take the postgraduate entrance examination for further studies, but Shang Beilin wants to start his own business.

When Shang Mingze came home in the evening, the father and son did not reach an agreement after just a few words, and broke up unhappy. Shang Beilin went back to the bedroom and locked the door, swearing that he would not accompany his wife to get her hair permed tomorrow.

In the early morning of the next day, Shang Beilin was awakened by knocking on the door. He turned over and covered his head in dissatisfaction. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed and opened the door.

The door opened, and Shang Beilin choked up his words.

Xu Ji'an shrank and stood at the door.

He looked at the handsome face full of irritability in front of him, staring at himself condescendingly with the head of the chicken coop on his head, and summoned up the courage to say, "Morning, Brother Beilin... Well, my dad asked me to come to your house to get some Itching medicine... I saw no one at home, so I came up and knocked on the door... Didn't disturb you?"

Shang Beilin didn't bother to argue with him, so he rolled onto the bed and lay down on his long legs, knowingly asking, "Who are you giving the medicine to relieve the itching?"

Xu Ji'an entered the door, lying on the side of Shangbei Clinic and obediently replied: "Give it to my little cousin, the one you saw last night."

"One bite at a time, little cousin, I know you don't like him, so don't pretend to be here with me." Shang Beilin folded his hands on his head and crossed his legs, "Why didn't you come last night?"

Unless the kid didn't respond to the plum sting, he must be so itchy that he couldn't sleep. Was he holding back all night?

Xu Ji'an felt that he was angry with the monk Beilin, and said angrily: "Who knows! He didn't say anything last night, and my dad scolded me when he saw it this morning, saying that I didn't take good care of him, it was him Running out in the middle of the night, it can all be blamed on me, it's so annoying!"

"It shouldn't be on you."

Shang Beilin thought of the revenge of Lanhua's tragic death, and suddenly felt unhappy. Fortunately, that kid also suffered.

He said impatiently: "The medicine is on the table, there is no next time, if you go into the garden again, let him itch!"

......

When Xu Ji'an came into the living room with anti-itch medicine, Xia You was sitting by the fan with bare arms to blow the air to relieve the itching.

He reached out to pick it up, but Xu Ji'an put the medicine on the table, "Don't drag me down in the future."

"Thank you."

Xia You didn't speak any more, took the ointment, squeezed out a little and applied it on the reddened part of the arm.

The itch was really itchy, and he couldn't bear it, but he didn't want to bother others, who knew that it would cause Xu Ji'an to be scolded instead, and he felt guilty.

Xu Ji'an raised his chin, and stared at him for a while from the corner of his eye.

"Did your father really spend all his money to curry favor with his new wife? Didn't he leave any for you?"

Xia You paused, and looked up at him dissatisfied.

"What are you staring at me for?" Xu Ji'an taunted: "Don't let people tell the truth? My aunt is so pitiful. As soon as she left, the heartless man turned around and recognized someone else as his wife."

Xia You tightly grabbed the ointment in his hand, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Why is it irrelevant? Your father doesn't want you. Of course it has something to do with me when you eat my clothes and wear my clothes." Xu Ji'an looked at him carefully, and seeing his red eye circles, he was even more disgusted, "Crying like that last night? Why don't you die? Did you get a dog? Your dad doesn't even want you, and he expects him to bring a dog to enjoy the happiness? It's ridiculous."

Xu Jiaji is Xia You's uncle. He came to Jing'an to work hard in the early years. He married his aunt Liu Qing and stayed in the capital. The apartment he lived in was left by the Liu family.

He was less than seven years old when he came to see his uncle in Jing'an last time, and it had been ten years in a flash. Even if they were blood relatives, the affection had faded a bit.

He didn't want to bother him at first, but he was underage, his father was anxious to get rid of him, Xu Jiaji took him home and became his guardian, he had to be ignorant of good and evil.

I have been here for two days, Xu Ji'an was reprimanded by his uncle again and again, Xu Ji'an felt that he was occupying the magpie's nest, and he was unhappy. Xia You knew all this and didn't want to argue with him.

Xia You didn't speak, Xu Ji'an felt boring after complaining.

"My parents eat lunch in the store, and they won't come back at noon. You can handle it yourself."

Seeing Xu Ji'an putting on shoes in the entrance, he seemed to be going out, so he stopped and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Where I go is none of your business? You still want to sue my dad?" Xu Ji'an glared at him, picked up his skateboard and went out.

Xia You looked away.

After taking the medicine and returning to the room, I stared blankly at the empty room for a while, then opened the suitcase and found a laptop.

He tried to turn it on, but the computer froze directly and was scrapped.

He studied graphic design, so he can't do without a computer, but now he really doesn't have any extra money.

He glanced around the room, and finally his eyes fell on the corner, which was the desktop computer that Xu Jiaji brought up from the basement.

The computer is not new, but it works.

I have no choice but to stay here first.

When I save enough money to buy a computer, I will go back to school to live, and now I can save a sum of luggage fees for accommodation by the way.

......

Shang Beilin went downstairs to look for food at noon, and there was no one at home, so Shang Mingze couldn't help but accompany his mother to perm his head, so he was doomed to have nothing to eat.

He put on his shoes and went out to the supermarket.

As soon as he stepped out of the yard, he looked up and saw Xia You coming out from the opposite door, and the two looked at each other across the road.

After what happened in the garden, the boy's eyes flashed with a little embarrassment.

But it was only for a moment, and then his eyes swept over him lightly, and he ignored it directly, and walked forward one step ahead of him.

Shang Beilin: "..."