cute immune

The sycamore trees on both sides of the alley are lush and lush, and their branches tremble under the scorching sun, casting beautiful shadows all over the place.

Shang Beilin followed half a step behind. He didn't have the habit of staring at others, but he couldn't be blamed for being led away by the figure in front of him on the road.

Hei didn't look carefully at that time at night, but now it's sunny and daylight, the small body in front of him is exactly in his eyes.

He is 1.8 meters [-], and the opponent is not tall, and he reckons he can reach his chin. He is not yet an adult, so he doesn't know if he can grow any longer.

The loose round-neck white T-shirt should be made of cotton, so white and clean that it can reflect light in the sun.

When I walk, I can vaguely see the printed back shape. It is very thin, and it may be blown away by a strong wind.

He was wearing knee-high gray shorts on his lower body, and the two thin white calves under the empty trouser legs were moving very fast, faster and faster, until it was so fast that Shang Beilin couldn't help but raised his head, and turned back to stare at him suddenly. those big eyes.

Shang Beilin was shocked.

He opened his mouth first and said, "Why are you turning around and staring at me?!"

Xia You stopped in her tracks, with questioning eyes, but her tone was soft: "You look at me like this, do you want to stare at me?"

Shang Beilin retorted confidently: "Who is staring at you?! The road is so wide, why do you care where my eyes look?"

After Shang Beilin finished speaking, he strode past him and walked forward, Xia You swept him up and down in disbelief, thinking he was a cheapskate, but trotted to keep up.

Looking at him, he whispered, "I will compensate you for your flowers."

Shang Beilin suspected that he heard it wrong, and sneered: "The flowers are not worth a lot, but I took care of them before they took root and sprouted. What you planted is feelings, how can you pay for it?"

Xia You didn't expect this person to be so difficult, "Then how do you pay for it?"

Shang Beilin hesitated for a moment.

He was so angry, he really didn't think about asking him to pay, he looked sincere, so he didn't bother to argue with him.

It happened that my stomach was growling with hunger, and I asked, "Can you cook?"

"I'll be down."

"Noodles are also available."

In order to solve the problem of food and clothing, two unfamiliar people temporarily put aside their prejudices against each other.

In the supermarket, Shang Beilin followed Xia You, and saw that he took ready-made noodles and picked out several boxes of fresh vegetables and lean meat.

"I don't eat green onions." Shang Beilin said suddenly.

Xia You stared at the two big white onions in his hand for a moment, then looked up at him, "I like it."

Shang Beilin hesitated to speak.

Not only did he not eat it, but he couldn't stand the smell.

After struggling for a while, he said, "Then don't mix it with other ingredients to spoil the smell."

Xia You thought for a while, then directly handed the onion to him, "Then you take it."

Shang Beilin: "..."

Xia You checked out at the front desk with a large bag of ingredients, his tiny arms were veined from exertion, and Shang Beilin followed behind, carrying only a bag with two green onions in his hand.

Being too close, Shang Beilin moved his gaze, and suddenly saw Xia You's shoulders with the clothes off, revealing a little fair skin.

Are you still wearing your torn clothes?

He wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but couldn't help but glanced at it.

Just as he was about to remind him kindly, the cashier sister glanced at him and asked, "Is the green onion in your hand knotted together?"

He passed the onion over, "Together."

The cashier took it and said with a smile: "I heard from Sister Lan that you never eat green onions, why do you buy them?"

He pointed his chin at the person in front of him, "He bought it."

As the party who apologized, Xia You consciously settled the bill.

As soon as the person left, the cashier looked away from Xia You, and asked Shang Beilin curiously: "Where is the little boy from? He looks so cute like a porcelain doll."

He glanced at Xia You's back, took a box of chewing gum from the shelf and paid the bill, "Uncle Xu's relatives."

"That's it." The cashier sister continued, "I was quite energetic when I came to buy breakfast two days ago, but today I'm sluggish. Are you bullying others?"

Thinking of Xia You's tears, Shang Beilin sneered: "Jiao Didi, what can I bully him?"

After leaving the supermarket, Xia You walked ahead, and Shang Beilin silently followed behind, kicking the stones beside his feet in boredom.

The one who cried that night didn't treat him as an outsider at all, but now he's a boring gourd?

As soon as Xia You entered the hospital, Shang Beilin followed closely behind without seeing anyone.

The man glanced back at him, and Shang Beilin said confidently: "I enter Uncle Xu's yard eight hundred times a day, and I know him better than you, so you don't need to guard against me like a thief."

Xia You was still hesitating, but Shang Beilin had already gone in first, and sat down in the living room familiarly, with his chest pressed against his back with hunger.

After sitting for a while, I couldn't feel hungry, so I walked over and lay on the kitchen door frame to observe.

Xia You washed the vegetables, diced the meat and put the soup in the pot.When the noodles are cooked, take them out of the pot, filter them with cold water, mix them in two large bowls, and operate them in an orderly manner. With the movement, a little white skin is revealed on the broken line of the shoulders, which is faintly visible.

The two didn't know each other formally, but they already knew who the other party was, but Shang Beilin felt that their relationship was not suitable for meddling in other people's business.

"Don't put green onions in it." Shang Beilin said.

Xia You stopped, looked back at him, and reminded: "Scallion noodles are tasteless without green onions, don't blame me if they don't suit your appetite for a while."

"I don't blame you." Shang Beilin was so hungry that he took away the bowl of noodles filled with hot soup, put them on the dining table, and sat down to eat.

Xia You sat down facing him, and asked for his face in a small mouth.

After eating halfway, Shang Beilin suddenly heard this person call him.

"Brother Beilin."

This "Brother" call made Shang Beilin stunned, he raised his head, met a pair of bright eyes, and asked, "Why?"

Xia You's eyes crooked when he laughed, "I'll treat you to noodles, can you stop being angry about the orchid?"

This overture came suddenly, but it was very useful. Shang Beilin straightened his back and felt comfortable all over, "It depends on the situation."

Xia You said again: "Shall I fry another egg for you?"

After a bowl of noodles, Shang Beilin was satisfied.

This kid suddenly flattered him, except for apologizing, most of it was for the car.

Shang Beilin was not fooled and said: "You can get in my car, but this meal is only for one time, and you are not allowed to rely on me in the future."

Xia You was at a loss, wondering: "What car?"

Shang Beilin was stunned for a moment, seeing that his reaction didn't look like an act, Xu Jiaji hasn't told him yet?

Realizing that he was being affectionate, he lost face and changed the subject: "Why are you hiding outside at night and crying on the phone? Are you homesick?"

Xia You lowered his eyes and buried his head in eating noodles, "No, my Tai Sui is gone."

Tai Sui Ye?What is that?

Shang Beilin guessed that it was probably due to the difference in addressing between the North and the South, but it was very sad to lose Grandpa, no wonder he cried so badly.

Xia You continued: "When Tai Sui left, he was very peaceful and didn't suffer much."

Shang Beilin had nothing to say: "That's good."

"Yeah." Xia You got up to clean up the dishes, and said, "It has been with me since birth, and if it can live to be 11 years old, it's not in vain for it to come to this world."

Shang Beilin suspected that he had heard it wrong, "How old are you?"

"11 years old." Xia You repeated: "A dog is old if it can live to this age."

Shang Beilin swallowed a mouthful of soup: "...Oh."

......

As soon as Shang Beilin left, Xia You washed the dishes and went out.

According to the navigation on his mobile phone, he walked several hundred meters along Jiuli Lane, and finally found a shared bicycle parking spot at the intersection.

He stood at the intersection, looked at the two models on the left and right, and hesitated for a moment.

The billing methods of the two cars are different, one is billed according to the distance traveled, and the other is [-] cents for others to ride. After thinking about it, Xia You chose the latter.

The school will start soon, and he intends to ride his bicycle to find the road to the school, and see if there are any business opportunities by the way.

He checked the navigation, calculated the distance and campus area, and it was not cost-effective to charge by distance.

Jiuli Lane is not far from Jing'an University, it took Xia You less than half an hour to travel three kilometers.

There was a horizontal bar at the school gate, and the weather was too hot, and the students entering and leaving were almost roasted under the scorching sun.Xia You looked around, it was a large event square.

Xia You found a shady corner, opened the phone's notepad, and started taking notes.

[There are no shops, supermarkets, cold drink shops, and lack of water. 】

But a few seconds later, he deleted the word "lack of water" and changed it to "popsicle".

Considering the cost and the weight of the goods, selling popsicles is much easier than selling water.

He cycled around the campus, wrote down the details of each location, took a good look at the stalls, and then rode home satisfied.

......

Shang Beilin rode a small electric motorcycle out of the school gate in a happy mood, and saw a figure turning into Songtang Road on a bicycle from a distance.

The back figure looked familiar, but he only took one look.

I just received a notification from the school's entrepreneurship department today that the approval form has been passed, and I have been busy with the experiment all afternoon.

After completing the final testing work, the products they developed can be advertised and tried during the orientation on the first day of school. This is the first good news in more than half a year, and he has to go back quickly to piss off Shang Mingze.

The small electric motorcycle drove into Songtang Road.

There is a speed limit in the school, and except for bicycles and electric motorcycles, other means of transportation are not allowed to enter the school. Shang Beilin thinks that bicycles are not chic enough, so he bought a small electric motorcycle and applied for a pass.

Qin Zijiao followed on his bicycle, his light yellow hair disheveled in the wind, "Lin'er! I haven't been to the Magnolia Tavern for a long time, why don't you go have a drink?!"

He and Shang Beilin have known each other since junior high school, so they can be regarded as childhood friends.

Qin Zijiao lives on Yulan Street, and [-]% of the residents in that area have a common landlord, which is the Shang family in Nine Mile Lane.

Including Qin Zijiao, who is also the long-term tenant of Shang Beilin's house.

"Another day." Shang Beilin said, "It happened that my dad was at home, so he couldn't let him miss such exciting news!"

"That makes sense! Remember to say hello to Professor Shang!" Qin Zijiao laughed and said, "By the way, all our funds have been spent on this promotion, and there is no money left."

Shang Beilin turned the corner at the intersection, "Understood, I will find a way."

......

When they got home, Jiang Yulan was busy walking around in the kitchen, promising to cook them a sumptuous dinner.

Shang Beilin straightened his back and entered the room, and saw Shang Mingze sitting in the living room, looking down at a physics research newspaper with silver-rimmed glasses.

He probably didn't lift his head when he heard the bad son came back.

The father and son had a bad fight the day before, and now Shang Beilin was still rushing to provoke him. He sat down facing him, grabbed two small kumquats and started peeling them, and glanced at him from time to time.

"Dad, where are you reading the newspaper?"

As soon as Shang Mingze heard it, he knew that he was harboring ulterior motives, so he said angrily: "There are things to talk about."

Shang Beilin ate a piece of kumquat, and said with a playful smile, "I can borrow some money from you, or you can invest it."

Shang Mingze had expected that he would say this, and raised his head to look at him, "Do you think it's possible?"

Shang Beilin directly took out the approval form that had been prepared from his pocket, folded it squarely, unfolded it on the table, and pushed it in front of Shang Mingze, "Dad, we have made a bet before, and whoever loses will have their own money." Take a step back, now that the approval has been passed, what do you think should be done?"

Shang Mingze picked up the approval form, adjusted his glasses and looked carefully for a while.

No matter how you look at it, it is true.

Although he didn't like Shang Beilin's publicity, he knew that if Shang Beilin was interested in something, he would be determined.Besides, despite the prejudice against his temper, he still appreciates Shang Beilin's talent.

Don't hit the south wall and don't look back, Shang Mingze gave him this chance to hit the wall.

He put down the approval form, picked up the newspaper again, and temporarily compromised, "How much?"

When Shang Beilin heard that there was something going on, he hurriedly said, "One hundred thousand."

"Are you dreaming?" Shang Mingze didn't raise his head, "You don't make money in starting a business. How can you persuade me to invest in you? Just rely on your enthusiasm?"

"You can't think about it that way, Dad." Shang Beilin handed him the peeled kumquat, and said solemnly, "You are not investing in a project, but your own son."

"You spend the money here, and I will give you retirement in the future. This is an emotional transaction, not a question of whether you have money or not." Shang Beilin played the emotional card with him, "If you weren't my dad, I would have opened this with you. mouth?"

Shang Mingze was silent for two seconds, took the kumquat and put it in his mouth.

"Don't talk about Nietao so fresh and refined, I don't know you yet?"

While talking, Shang Mingze answered the phone.

Knowing that the matter was settled, Shang Beilin was in a good mood and poured Shang Mingze a glass of water.

Shang Mingze hung up the phone and said: "The business of the old Xu's hot pot restaurant is good today, and he won't be able to come back for a while. Let those two children come over for dinner at night. Go over and shout."

"Okay, I'll do it for you!"

Shang Beilin took advantage of it and pretended to be a good boy, so he got up and knocked on the door opposite.

"Xu Ji'an!"

The door was locked from the inside, Shang Beilin leaned against the door and shouted, and waited for 2 minutes before hearing any movement in the yard.

"Brother Beilin." Xu Ji'an poked his head out, "My mother told me to go to your house for dinner, and I'll be over in a while."

"Okay." Shang Beilin stood up and walked back, then turned around when he thought of something, and said, "Don't forget to call your little cousin."

The words have already been brought, and the table was seated at dinner time, but Xia You didn't come, Jiang Yulan thought he was shy, and asked Xu Ji'an several times before he said: "He is in the room, I yelled several times He must have heard it, but he didn't respond, probably not hungry."

Jiang Yulan was still worried about serving them a meal, "Lin'er, take another look."

"Such a grown-up person, do you still need to invite him to eat?" Shang Beilin just ate a piece of pork ribs, and Zheng Xiang didn't want to go at all, "I'm sure I won't be hungry."

Shang Mingze gave him a "tsk".

With short hands, Shang Beilin still had to show his father some face, put down his chopsticks and stood up impatiently.

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Can bend and stretch, still facing the north.