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"Pants. Why don't you try them?" Xuan Zhao looked at the thick fleece pants that Cen Baiyan brought over, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Although Xuanzhao's current character design is a poor student who can't eat enough to eat, even though his boss is pretending to be poor, he still has high requirements for aesthetics. In order to implement the poor character design, he bought a lot of them online with an average price of 30 Yuan's clothes and pants, but the ugly appearance and style of the cheap ones were beyond his tolerance, Xuan Zhao really couldn't convince himself to put his body in such ugly things.So he spent thousands of extra 30 yuan and contacted a custom-made clothing factory.

From Xuanzhao's point of view, this pair of wool trousers is really bad taste, black and blue, with leopard print on the pockets and trousers, as if wearing them can go to the home of the Eskimos to settle permanently.

"My legs and feet are not very convenient." Xuan Zhao pursed his lips, deliberately approaching Cen Baiyan for so long, he had the urge to turn around and run for the first time, "I won't try it on."

Cen Baiyan looked back and forth with his trousers in his hands, and felt that they were a bit exaggerated. He felt heavy even in his hands. The lame man with thin arms and thin legs might not be as heavy as this pair of trousers.

He was just about to ask for another pair, when the clerk interjected, "This is the warmest pair of pants in our store. The heat preservation effect is excellent. Many customers with rheumatism and old cold legs wear these pants. They are the most suitable pants. People with bad legs have survived the winter."

"That's it." Cen Baiyan immediately made a decision when he heard this.

The clerk thought happily to himself that there was really someone who was wronged to spend 2000 yuan to buy these pants, and suddenly felt a chill behind his back. Why did the lame customer who had been smiling kindly look at her so coldly?Looking back, Xuan Zhao still had that gentle and gentle look.

"Could it be that I read it wrong?" The clerk murmured in his heart, "How can such a beautiful and smiling customer have such eyes?"

"Go to the fitting room and try it on." Cen Baiyan couldn't help but stuff the woolen trousers into Xuan Zhao's arms. He was used to the basketball team's bosses, and Xuan Zhao was pushed by him for every weight in his hand. Staggering, Cen Baiyan hurriedly grabbed him, frowned and said, "If you touch it lightly, it will fall down. Let's say you are a delicate vase. What looks good doesn't work."

Xuan Zhao looked at the sweater trousers in his arms in embarrassment, and wanted to struggle: "Bo Yan, I."

"Little vase, just shut up obediently and be responsible for letting me tidy up. Put it on quickly."

Cen Baiyan was very satisfied with the woolen trousers that were said to have an excellent thermal insulation effect, and then frowned at the thin trousers on Xuan Zhao's body. The lame man deserved his leg pain for wearing such little trousers in winter.

He stared at Xuan Zhao's lower|half|body with distaste and displeasure, as if Xuan Zhao went out naked without any pants on, and said with a "tsk": "Can you call these pants pants? You wear them." It’s almost like not wearing it, and I don’t think it’s too thin for me to use as a garbage bag.”

The clerk smiled "puchi" on the side.

In all honesty, Xuan Zhao is an extremely well-mannered person, and he has never said a single dirty word in his life.He was born in a famous family. When he was a child, his grandfather and mother disciplined him very strictly. Later, the family changed, and he was forced to grow up overnight.Xuanzhao's self-discipline is so severe that it can almost be called masochistic. He knows very well that his excellence and excellence are revenge against Wan Qianshan and that woman.

However, no matter how good Xuan Zhao is, at this moment, he couldn't help bursting out in his heart, "Fuck|Your uncle's Cen Baiyan!"

"If I were you," Cen Boyan continued to comment on Xuanzhao's thin pants, "I'd take this thing home and use it as a plastic wrap, a thin piece, to prevent odors and prevent leaks."

Xuan Zhao's forehead twitched, pretending to be unbelievable, and said, "Didn't it be for your sister to try on? Does your sister even have the same trouser size as mine?"

"That's right," Cen Baiyan crossed his arms and said nonsense without blushing, "My sister's net height is 188. She is taller and stronger than you. If you have nothing to do, you can still fight a few rounds of boxing with me at home. Unlike some vase."

Xuanzhao retorted: "According to what you said, you can also try it on for your sister, why don't you go by yourself?"

When he said this, his brows were slightly frowned, and his nose was unconsciously wrinkled slightly, with an extremely vivid and lively childishness, which made Cen Baiyan's left chest seem to be lightly poked by something, and his heart was so soft that it was unreasonable.

Xuan Zhao is always very comfortable and rational, and when he occasionally teases him, there will be a hint of slyness in his brows and eyes. This is the first time Cen Baiyan has seen Xuan Zhao like this, and he is a little bit unconvinced, as if he is a little bit out of breath?

This discovery made him very happy, and he couldn't help but curled his lips, and said with a smile on his face: "Because you are a little vase, the vase should be well-groomed."

After he finished speaking, he made a "please" gesture to the fitting room with a high air.

"." Xuan Zhao snorted lightly, and stretched out one palm to Cen Baiyan.

Cen Baiyan raised his eyebrows: "What else do you want? I'll bring you a pair of underwear too?"

"The walking stick," Xuan Zhao said, "give it to me."

Cen Baiyan curled his lips: "You're pretty good at manipulating people."

"Because I'm a little vase," Xuan Zhao smiled with narrowed eyes, "the vase should be taken good care of."

Cen Baiyan touched his lips with his fist, and suddenly laughed sullenly, then put his hands on his thighs, leaned over to look at Xuan Zhao, and jokingly said, "I'm not ashamed."

The bright lights of the trendy brand store shone on Cen Baiyan, making his smile extraordinarily handsome and bright, and at the same time, he had a special kind of ruffian air. Xuan Zhao couldn't help being dazed, and made a swallowing motion unconsciously.

The fish was tugging at his line again, damn it.

In the end, Cen Baiyan went to check out with two cotton-padded jackets, one woolen trousers, two hats and a scarf, while Xuan Zhao sat on the sofa in the store and waited for him with a serious expression on his face.

The moment he put on the woolen trousers just now, he felt that he had no dignity at all, just like a polar bear being watched by tourists in public.Especially when the clerk closed his eyes and boasted, "You handsome guy and these pants are a perfect match", Cen Baiyan was holding back his laughter, shrugging his shoulders, and he was almost overwhelmed.

Cen Baiyan swiped thousands of cards and was very satisfied.He put a hat on Xuan Zhao's head, took off the old scarf, wrapped a new one around Xuan Zhao, and said to Xuan Zhao, "Okay, let's go."

Xuan Zhao twisted his neck uncomfortably, and continued to play dumb: "This is for your sister."

Isn't he usually thoughtful, why is he so dull today?

——I'm afraid that you won't be able to wear warm clothes in winter. I bought these for you, so you can't live warm and comfortable in winter.

Of course Cen Baiyan couldn't say that, what if the cripple misunderstood him?

So he pursed his lips and said dryly, "I'll put it on for you first."

"Then it's worn out?" Xuan Zhao said with lowered eyes, "I have my own scarf."

"I'll take yours." Cen Baiyan said and wrapped Xuan Zhao's old scarf around his neck twice.

Xuan Zhao raised his eyes to look at Cen Baiyan, his eyes were complicated, and he nodded after a while: "Okay."

It was raining non-stop, Cen Baiyan sent Xuan Zhao back to the University City, and stuffed a large bag of clothes and trousers downstairs in the illegal building to Xuan Zhao: "Let's put it here first, I can't fit it in my dormitory."

"Ah?" Xuan Zhao was taken aback, "Then when will you come and get it?"

Cen Baiyan scratched the bridge of his nose: "I'll go home next Thursday, and there's a ball game next Wednesday, come and find me."

The subtext of his words was to invite Xuanzhao to watch his game, Xuanzhao nodded: "Okay, then I will bring you the clothes together."

"You're stupid—" Cen Baiyan looked at Xuanzhao, and stopped talking for a while, "Anyway, it's fine when you come, do you understand?"

Xuanzhao leaned on crutches with one hand, held the clothes bag tightly in his arms with the other, and said with a smile, "Understood."

On a rainy day, the sun was dim, and he was standing on the steps two steps higher than Cen Baiyan. From Cen Baiyan's perspective, the arc of Xuanzhao's eyelashes could be clearly seen, reflecting his fair skin, just like a painting It looks pretty.

Cen Baiyan shrank his fingers, and his entire chest was suddenly extremely soft.

He hinted so clearly, does this cripple really understand?

"Do you really understand?" Cen Baiyan asked again.

"Well," Xuanzhao nodded and said with a smile, "I really understand, you should go back quickly, take your umbrella, it will rain heavily in a while."

"Success," Cen Baiyan also laughed relaxedly, "I took your umbrella back, come next Wednesday, I will return it to you."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, but Xuan Zhao didn't move. He lowered his head in the dark corridor, looking at the big bag of clothes in his arms, with a gloomy expression.

Cen Baiyan is getting more and more interested in him, he should be satisfied, but for some reason, Xuan Zhao suddenly began to question himself——

Am I right?

He stood quietly for a while, obviously wearing an extremely warm hat and scarf, but still felt his limbs were cold.

Xuan Zhao felt that an invisible hand was tightly grasping his heart, and he was so stimulated that his fingers curled up, and he fell into a deep self-contradiction.

He instinctively hated Cen Baiyan. Cen Baiyan should have been there in the car accident back then. Why was he the only one who became disabled? Why was it that only his family was destroyed, while Cen Baiyan was able to live a wanton and flamboyant life?

On the other hand, he couldn't help feeling the warmth from Cen Baiyan. Cen Baiyan was so aggressive that at certain moments, Xuanzhao even felt that he could throw away those distorted thoughts and hide in Cen Baiyan's arms to keep warm.

Xuan Zhao closed his eyes, maybe it was because he stayed in this crappy house for too long and pretended to be a good-tempered "Teacher Xuan" for too long, so he became not like himself.

So he walked out slowly, intending to go back to his apartment in the city to calm down for a while, when he turned into an alley, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

In the rain and fog ahead, Cen Baiyan squatted on the ground, not caring at all that his expensive jacket was dragged on the ground and soaked in dirty muddy water.

Under his umbrella was a whimpering little stray dog, its head rubbing against Cen Baiyan's palm with attachment.

Cen Baiyan said with a low smile, "Little guy."

He took off his coat and built a nest for the puppy in the parking shed at the end of the alley.

Xuan Zhao didn't look at what happened later, his pupils constricted suddenly, his breathing became extremely rapid, and some memories that he deliberately wanted in the past surfaced like reefs——

"Dad, why is there so much hair on your clothes?"

"Oh, Dad went to a colleague's house, and his family raised a puppy."

"But mom is allergic to dogs, so don't hold puppies in the future."

The scene changed, and the six-year-old Xiao Xuanzhao got up to go to the bathroom at night, and secretly saw his father talking on the phone in the living room, with a soft expression on his face.

"You have to hug it while sleeping? It seems that I gave the right gift, so I said how can there be children who don't like dogs."

"As long as Bai Yan likes it, this kid was too closed before. Having a pet to accompany him can make him more cheerful."

"Don't cry, be obedient. I was not good back then. I shouldn't have left you and let you meet that scum. Don't worry, you and Bai Yan will have me in the future, and I will cultivate Bai Yan well so that He has become our pride. I will treat Bai Yan as my own son, closer than my own son, okay?"

Xuan Zhao was leaning on a walking stick, walking fast and hurriedly, staggered several times and almost fell, as if something terrible was chasing him behind.

The dog belongs to Cen Baiyan, the father belongs to Cen Baiyan, the happy family belongs to Cen Baiyan, the healthy body belongs to Cen Baiyan, honesty, clarity, frankness, chicness, and pride. These are all Cen Baiyan's.

He returned to the hut with a deep kick and a shallow kick, his trousers were muddy, and he slammed the door shut with a "slap".

Xuan Zhao leaned against the door, his chest heaving violently.

Since everything belonged to Cen Baiyan, he made Cen Baiyan his.

Xuanzhao's face was covered with rain, he closed his eyes tightly, and after calming his breath, he took out the diary from the desk drawer, swiped the pen tip, and delicate handwriting appeared on the white paper——

".I know the clothes are for me. I have seen the photos in his wallet. His sister is so beautiful and cute. She is not the 'neutral style' he said. I dare not accept his kindness to me, even if it is just an ordinary friend. He doesn't dare to be good. He has no distracting thoughts, but I don't, I have all kinds of distracting thoughts about him that I can't express."

The paper was full of his lingering love for Cen Baiyan, but Xuan Zhao's eyes were calm and calm, and when the last period came to an end, he closed his notebook and smiled coldly.