I'm old, so cute

Zheng Yanling pulled Jiang Huaixia in surprise and asked, "Have you gone to your uncle's company? Didn't I say that the coffee shop business is very good, and you will take care of it after you get started? Why did you go?" She was so angry that she threw Jiang Huaixia's arm Pumped up.

Jiang Huaixia called "Mom", but looked at Xing Yuanlin while covering her arm.

Xing Yuanlin quickly persuaded: "I asked him to go, the young man should go out and have a look, he can learn a lot outside."

Yan Qiao couldn't listen anymore, Xing Bailu didn't see anything unusual on his face, but he could feel that he was holding back something, Yan Qiao only thought that he couldn't stay here anymore, he had to take Xiaolu away.

They just walked out of the cafe.

Xing Yuanlin called "Little Deer" again, and he was obviously a little angry: "Is it because I have spoiled you too much these years? This is a matter between adults, so you can't agree to it if you don't agree!"

Zheng Yanling hurriedly pulled him: "Don't talk about it! This matter is over for today, don't talk about it! Go back and coax the child well, don't be angry with him."

"Sister, don't stop me." Xing Yuanlin walked towards Xing Bailu, "Your aunt and the others will move over after May Day."

"Does it have to be like this?" Xing Bailu stopped and turned to look at Xing Yuanlin. He trembled uncontrollably, "Do you have to force me to ask you, did you quarrel because of this the day your mother had a car accident? Tear it apart, do you have to do this!"

Xing Yuanlin was stunned for a moment.

Xing Bailu couldn't restrain himself anymore, and tears welled up in his eyes, "You don't even need to answer, I already know, but you insist on me breaking all this, embarrassing everyone, and making things out of control to make you happy, yes No? Do you want me to say the words that you killed my mother!"

Yan Qiao had noticed that he was holding back something before, but he didn't expect it to be this!

"Xiaolu, Xiaolu, it's okay, it's okay." Yan Qiao kept stroking his back, afraid that he would be like that night again, seeing him cry, he was relieved and at the same time felt extremely distressed.

Zheng Yanling was obviously frightened, and hurriedly said: "No, Xiaolu, there must be a misunderstanding, don't think about it, what happened to your mother was an accident..."

"You let him speak for himself!" Xing Bailu pointed at Xing Yuanlin fiercely, "Do you dare to feel your conscience and say that my mother's car accident that day had nothing to do with you! Did you call her while she was driving? Is it you! You fucking bastard!"

"Little deer!" Yan Qiao was afraid that Xing Bailu would get too excited and something would happen, so he didn't care about anything right now, so he hugged him and half-carried him out.

Zheng Yanling, who was behind her, was in a hurry, she pushed Xing Yuanlin hard: "What are you doing in a daze! Hurry up and take a look, Xiao Lu is not in good health, don't let anything happen to you!"

Yan Qiao soon heard the door of the coffee shop opened, he put his arm around Xing Bailu, turned his head and suppressed his anger: "I don't want anything to happen to him, you'd better not follow."

He regrets it now, he should have taken the deer away earlier.

Xing Bailu felt so ashamed, felt that everyone along the way was looking at him and pointing at him, but he couldn't stop crying.

Later, the sun was not so glaring, it was Yan Qiao who held him in his arms and covered his face with the windbreaker.

After sitting on the park bench for more than ten minutes, Xing Bailu finally regained his strength.

Yan Qiao bought water for him and unscrewed it for him, but he didn't take a sip.

Yan Qiao didn't know how much courage he used when he said those last words. Is it because of this that the relationship between their father and son has never been better?

"Is your chest tight?" Yan Qiao became nervous when he saw him clutching his chest.

Xing Bailu shook his head: "It's nothing, it's the rib pain."

Hearing that his voice was hoarse than before, Yan Qiao poured a throat lozenge for him to suck, then got up and sat down: "If you feel uncomfortable, just lean on me."

"Yeah." Xing Bailu leaned over without being pretentious at all, and he suddenly said, "When I told the driver to go to No. 65 Qingjiang Road, you didn't seem surprised at all. I just pulled Jiang Huaixia's things when I went up, and you didn't Ask me why. You never asked me about the night we went to Ninghai, did you always know about it?"

Yan Qiao was taken aback, and blurted out, "I didn't mean to lie to you."

He really knew.

"How would you know?"

Yan Qiao had no choice but to explain: "Because you said that Lu Mingjia likes women, I found someone to go with him. He often goes to No. 65 Qingjiang Road to review on weekends. The person I found took pictures for me, and I saw Jiang Huaixia. I I can tell at a glance that he is very similar to you, plus... plus your attitude towards your father, I guess that Jiang Huaixia is your father's child with another woman."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Bailu laughed.

"Don't laugh..." Yan Qiao was afraid that he would be angry, but also afraid that he would laugh.

"So you don't care?"

"What do you care about?"

"My house is a mess, do you still want to be my friend?"

"Of course! Why would I care about this!" Yan Qiao hurriedly stated his position, stood up suddenly, but forgot that Xing Bailu was leaning on him, and let someone fall on the bench directly.

"Little deer!" He hurried to help the man again.

Xing Bailu clutched his chest and frowned, but still wanted to laugh.

Yan Qiao put his arms around him and whispered, "Stop laughing, I'm afraid."

It took Xing Bailu a long time to reply: "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that you will be unhappy, and that you will be hurt."

"It's much better, and it doesn't hurt so much anymore." Having said everything, my chest felt much more comfortable, at least now it's clear swords and guns, and I don't have to hide it anymore.

Yan Qiao hurriedly said, "If you don't want to go home, you can stay at my house."

Xing Bailu looked at him with a serious face and suddenly asked him: "Do you have a wife?"

"Ah?" Yan Qiao was caught off guard for a while, but he quickly shook his head, "No."

"No? Just the kind of wife who is going to get married?"

"No, really not." Yan Qiao didn't know why he asked this suddenly.

"Oh." Then that wife is probably a nickname, and Yan Qiao probably likes men.

Yan Qiao repeated: "I'm serious, you can live in my house, my mother likes it very much..."

"Thank you." Xing Bailu looked at him and smiled, "But I can't live in someone else's house forever."

Yan Qiao almost blurted out that he could live there for the rest of his life, and then he heard Xing Bailu say: "And it's my house, why should I make room for others?"

Xiaolu is very strong, Yan Qiao has always known it.

All he could say was, "I can help you if you need it."

Xing Bailu was slightly stunned. In his previous life, it was also the Yan family who said they wanted to help the Xing family. Xing Yuanlin hurriedly urged him to get married, making him feel like he was being traded, without any personal freedom.

This time he didn't want to do that again.

"I can do it myself." He has to rely on himself to stand firm, no one can always rely on others.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Yan Qiao swallowed all the words in his throat.

After sitting for a while, Xing Bailu said, "Yan Qiao, let's go home."

"it is good."

Yan Qiao stood up and turned around to help him up, but Xing Bailu lowered his head and covered his eyes, and said with a chuckle, "The eyes seem to be swollen, can you carry me?"

Yan Qiao was inexplicably stunned, but he quickly realized: "Okay."

He squatted down and lifted him up.

It's good to be weak in front of him and rely on him once in a while, no matter when Xiao Lu needs him, he will always be there.

Xing Bailu hugged Yan Qiao's neck, and pressed his cheek against his neck: "You're sweating."

Yan Qiao's ears were a little hot: "Then don't stick to it, it's very sticky."

"Yeah." He responded lightly, but didn't move.

After lying on Yan Qiao's back for a long time, his mood gradually calmed down, and he asked again: "Yan Qiao, do you have any brothers or sisters in your family?"

"Yes, I have two cousins ​​and one cousin on my mother's side."

"Do you have a good relationship?"

"Okay, I'm the youngest, they let me do everything, of course, I will share with them any good things."

Xing Bailu was a little envious: "Dayuzi also has several brothers and sisters. I used to be very envious. I always fantasized that it would be great if I also had them. I must be different from Dayouzi. I don't steal their things. I take mine. Share it with them." He paused, "Now here is one, but I don't want to share it. Sure enough, I'll find out at the end, I'm not such a generous person, I don't even want to know how much that so-called aunt has suffered Suffering, what kind of suffering... I am actually very selfish."

Yan Qiao stopped.

Xing Bailu raised his head: "What's wrong?"

Yan Qiao said, "I don't like to hear you say that about yourself."

Xing Bailu smiled lightly: "Then it's fine if you don't listen." He said, covering Yan Qiao's ears with his hands, "This way you won't be able to hear."

The person on the back was joking, but Yan Qiao still felt very uncomfortable.

Xing Bailu suddenly asked: "Are you tired?"

Yan Qiao shook his head: "Not tired."

Xing Bailu didn't seem to hear, and thought to himself: "No, you can't hear like this." He released his hand covering Yan Qiao's ears, hugged his neck and leaned over, "Yan Qiao, are you tired of carrying me? "

The young man's soft lips touched Yan Qiao's earlobe lightly, his whole body went numb for a while, and his brain was buzzing, and he replied almost mechanically: "No, I'm not tired."

Xing Bailu smiled: "Actually, it's not that I can't walk, I just want to find someone to act like a spoiled child, but my mother is gone, and I can't find anyone around me."

"You look for me." Yan Qiao said slightly, "You can come to me anytime."

Xing Bailu lay on his back, the sun was shining warmly on his back, making him drowsy, he murmured, "Yan Qiao, are you so nice to everyone?"

Yan Qiao's heart choked slightly, these words were so familiar.

In the previous life, Xiao Lu also asked him this way.

He replied again: "Only for your own good."

Xing Bailu laughed again: "Liar, are you treating uncle and aunt badly?"

Yan Qiao was silent, yes, in this life, his parents are still there, so he is not Yan Qiao who only has Xiaolu by his side.

There were already several empty cars driving around, Xing Bailu patted him lightly: "Why don't you take a taxi?"

Yan Qiao was a little embarrassed: "Forgot."

In fact, it's not that I forgot, I just want to carry him for a longer time, talk to him more, and make him feel better.

Xing Bailu said: "Otherwise, let's take the bus."

Yan Qiao frowned and said, "It's probably not enough to take the bus back here for an hour and a half?"

"Well, are you in a hurry?"

"Don't rush."

Neither of the two had ever taken the bus from Mitaki Bend to here. Yan Qiao originally wanted to use his mobile phone to check, but it was inconvenient to carry someone behind his back. After asking a few times, he found out that he had to transfer to Mitaki Bend.

After the aunt finished speaking, she couldn't help asking: "Oh boy, what's wrong with your brother? Is he sick?"

"No... sleepy."

Yan Qiao was a little dissatisfied. Although Xiaolu looked small, why did everyone think it was his younger brother?

Fuck brother!

He wished that the streets would be covered with his and Xiaolu's wedding photos!

It was the first time Yan Qiao sat on a bus with so few people in Tongcheng. When he got on the bus, he was still facing an enemy, thinking that he must desperately protect the deer in his arms.

As a result, there are empty positions in the water.

This bus took at least an hour, so the two went to the empty last row.

Xing Bailu sat by the window.

Yan Qiao watched him stretch his forehead, and asked in a low voice, "Tired?"

"Sleepy."

"Then you sleep for a while, I will call you when we arrive."

"Yeah." He agreed, leaning back in his chair.

Yan Qiao wanted to pull him over, but he closed his eyes while his hands were still hanging down.Yan Qiao hesitated and thought for a while, it's okay, the little deer came over after turning a few turns.

When the bus arrived at the stop, a young couple came up, and they sat obliquely in front of them, talking and laughing along the way.

"Look at the flower wall outside." The boy pointed out the car window.

The girl turned her head excitedly and looked: "Wow, it's so beautiful!"

Yan Qiao looked over and saw a whole wall of roses, all kinds of roses covered the top of the wall, and many people were still taking pictures there.Yan Qiao couldn't help thinking of the flowers in the yard of Xing Bailu's house, they were even more beautifully arranged than this.

"Does it look good?"

When the boy asked, he leaned over and the girl turned her head in response, and kissed the boy directly with her red lips.

After the girl was taken aback, she said shyly, "Why are you so bad?"

The boy chuckled and hugged her: "What's wrong with me? Obviously you came here by yourself."

Yan Qiao opened his mouth slightly, this boy is so shameless!

Thinking about it, Yan Qiao uncontrollably glanced at Xing Bailu beside him.

Xiaolu's lips are a bit alluring, if he secretly kisses him while he is sleeping... it seems a bit shameless.

But if the little deer slid over by himself and was accidentally touched by him... um.

The announcement on the bus is shouting: "Vehicle turning, please pay attention! Vehicle is turning, please pay attention!"

Sure enough, the little deer leaned over!

Yan Qiao took a deep breath, deliberately shortened his body, and brought his lips together.

As a result, the bus turned a little sharply, and Yan Qiao couldn't stabilize himself, so Xing Bailu's head hit his lips.

Hiss—

Ah, it hurts.

Yan Qiao endured the pain and didn't dare to scream, and had to protect the little deer's head with one hand, but luckily the little deer didn't wake up!

He regained his composure, and instinctively touched his lips with the back of his hand, damn it, it's bleeding!

Xing Bailu dazedly seemed to be hugged by someone.

It should be Yan Qiao's embrace, so he burrowed into his embrace with more confidence, and stretched out his arms to hug the person beside him.

"Wake up, wake up quickly." Someone was pushing him.

Xing Bailu rubbed his eyes and sat up, seeing that Yan Qiao beside him had also just opened his eyes.

The uncle driver standing in front of them said: "The terminal is here, don't sleep, get off quickly."

What?

What the hell is the terminal?

Xing Bailu subconsciously looked at Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao was also dumbfounded. He got up and looked at the name of the station. Good guy, he just overtook 8 stops!

When Xing Bailu got out of the car, he realized that it was already dark.

Yan Qiao kept apologizing after following him, he didn't know why he fell asleep afterwards, how could he fall asleep!

"It's okay." Xing Bailu looked back and asked anxiously, "Why are your lips broken?"

Yan Qiao was stunned.

"Let me see."

Seeing the little deer's hand stretched out, he hurriedly hid: "I accidentally bit it."

Xing Bailu frowned: "How can you bite through? Are you eating in the car?"

Yan Qiao searched his brain, and there was nothing to eat in the bag, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Yes, I ate throat lozenges."

"What are you doing with all your throat lozenges? You have a bad throat?"

"Ah, no, I'm just...greedy."

Xing Bailu was straightforward, he smiled and said, "Why are you acting like a child, let's go and take a taxi."

Not to mention that Yan Qiao is not familiar with Tongcheng at all, and Xing Bailu is only familiar with the bus from school to home, so now he can only take a taxi back.As a result, the two walked to the side of the road and waited for a long time, but they didn't see a taxi.

Yan Qiao originally wanted to call for a taxi, but Tong Qian's phone call came in.

As soon as she heard the situation here, she hurriedly told them not to run around, and waited for her to pick them up.

Tong Qian saw two children sitting by the roadside flower bed from a long distance, she pulled over the car, asked them if they had dinner, and then gave them a lunch box, forcing them to finish eating car.

So, the two who just got up sat back on the flower bed again.

Yan Qiao complained, "Mom, don't you think it's weird to sit and eat by the side of the road? Isn't it a bit like that?"

Tong Qian looked at him: "What?"

"Beg, beg for food."

Tong Qian glared at him: "It's good if you know it yourself, why do you care what others think? It took me an hour to drive here, and another hour to go back. It's already past 7 o'clock in the evening. Are you trying to starve yourself to death? Seeing that Yan Qiao opened his mouth, she blocked him directly, "You are not allowed to eat in the car, do you know that it is easy to vomit? Look at Xiaolu, do you talk so nonsense?"

Xing Bailu lowered his head and opened the food box, and saw a small plastic cup placed in the rectangular grid containing rice, which actually contained scallion white japonica rice porridge.

His nose became sore when he glanced at it, and he couldn't help but glance at Yan Qiao's food box, where he also put a small cup.

Is Tong Qian afraid that he will think too much?

That night when Yan Qiao suddenly took him to Ninghai, Tong Qian must have been worried, so she contacted Dr. Tang, right?

These days, he naturally regarded Yan Qiao as his reliance, but he almost forgot that he was only a 17-year-old child.

Yan Qiao is different from him, Yan Qiao is someone who has his parents' concerns and worries.

The scallion white japonica rice porridge cooked by Tong Qian was somewhat different from He Jinrou's, but it was just as delicious, and it seemed to be softer and glutinous.

The originally slightly bitter scallion seems to have become sweet.

Xing Bailu ate the whole thing in two or three strokes, there was nothing left, even the soup and juice.

Yan Qiao immediately leaned over and asked, "Do you want more? I still have this."

Tong Qian said angrily: "Eat yours, don't let the deer eat too much, it's easy to vomit in the car if you eat too much."

As she spoke, she took the empty lunch box in Xing Bailu's hand.

Xing Bailu hurriedly said, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Oh, why are you being polite to Auntie?" Tong Qian looked at the young man in front of her carefully, and said distressedly, "You don't look very well, go back and rest early."

Xing Bailu nodded.

Tong Qian said again: "If our Qiaoqiao bullies you, you can tell Auntie, and Auntie will teach him a lesson."

Xing Bailu hurriedly said: "Yan Qiao didn't bully me, he is very good."

"Of course I can't...cough-cough--" Yan Qiao was anxious to defend, but the wound on his lip was involved again, and he coughed and "hissed" several times while covering his lips.

Xing Bailu found a tissue and gave it to him.

When Tong Qian patted him on the back, she frowned and asked, "Oh, you said you kid, you bit your lip after eating!"

Yan Qiao covered his mouth, and instinctively glanced at Xing Bailu: "Ahem...it didn't break through eating."

With sharp eyes, Tong Qian leaned over and held his ear, and said in a low voice, "Did the deer bite?"

Yan Qiao: "...uh."

Tong Qian patted him on the back: "Yes, you boy."

Yan Qiao: "..." If you round it up, let's take it as it is.

It was past eight o'clock in the evening when we returned to Mitaki Bend.

The Xing family living room was brightly lit.

Xing Bailu knew that Xing Yuanlin must be waiting for him to go back tonight.

Yan Qiao originally wanted to send him home, but he refused.

"Then I'll give you my mobile phone. I have a spare at home." He was anxious to withdraw the card and install Xing Bailu's mobile phone card.

Xing Bailu directly opened the phone card and said, "No need, I have a spare at home, I'll go in, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

When the gate of Xing's house was closed, Yan Qiao suddenly turned around and ran towards his house.

Sure enough, Xing Yuanlin was sitting in the living room, he didn't change his clothes, he was still bearded, and when he saw Xing Bailu enter the door, he hurriedly got up and asked, "Why did you come back? Have you eaten yet? Your aunt Qiu left some food for you, you wait Come on, Dad will warm it up for you."

Xing Bailu stood where he was and said, "I've eaten."

Xing Yuanlin turned around: "Then do you want to eat something else? Oh, yes, your aunt Qiu told you to warm up a cup of milk when you come back."

He hurried to the kitchen again.

Xing Bailu glanced upstairs, Xing Yuanlin had something to say to him, and he should ask Aunt Qiu to go back to her room first.

He walked to the stairs and called "Aunt Qiu" twice.

Xing Yuanlin hurriedly said: "Don't call her, Dad will heat the milk."

Xing Bailu ignored him, Aunt Qiu was really awake, and ran down in a hurry when she heard his voice.

"You're back!" Her voice was choked with sobs, and when she came over, she hugged Xing Bailu.

"Hiss, ah—"

Aunt Qiu's strength was really extraordinary, and Xing Bailu patted Aunt Qiu's arm in pain.He didn't tell his family about the slightly cracked ribs, which scared Aunt Qiu too.

Xing Yuanlin rushed out from the kitchen, smashing even the glass on the floor: "What, what's wrong? Help him sit down!"

"It's okay, Aunt Qiu, don't cry." Xing Bailu took Aunt Qiu's hand.

Aunt Qiu's tears hung on her face, but she didn't dare to shed them.

Xing Bailu didn't want to lie to Aunt Qiu at first, but when he glanced at Xing Yuanlin, he didn't explain: "Say what you want, if you don't, I'll go upstairs."

Xing Yuanlin was silent for two seconds, and said, "Aunt Qiu, you go back to your room first."

But Xing Bailu held Aunt Qiu's hand: "Why can't Aunt Qiu listen to things that outsiders can hear?"

Xing Yuanlin was a little unhappy: "What outsider? That's your aunt."

Xing Bailu simply hugged Aunt Qiu's arm: "This is my aunt."

Aunt Qiu was a little dazed, and didn't turn the corner all of a sudden. When did the Xing family have an aunt, and when Xing Bailu called herself "aunt", she lowered her head and couldn't help laughing: "Young master, why are you being so coquettish?"

"Aunt Qiu's body is fleshy, and it's very comfortable to lean on." Xing Bailu simply lay on Aunt Qiu's lap and acted like a baby.

"Then I won't lose weight." Aunt Qiu touched his little face and said distressedly, "I lost weight after going out for two days, why is my voice still hoarse? Playing is more tiring than at home, right?"

"It's okay." Xing Bailu glanced at Xing Yuanlin who was very unhappy, and asked him, "Are you still talking?"

Xing Yuanlin thought that when Zheng Yanling's mother and son moved in, Aunt Qiu would know about it sooner or later, so she didn't insist on asking her to go back to her room.

"Xiao Lu, Dad admitted that he had quarreled with your mother because of this incident, but on the night your mother had an accident, I didn't call her while she was driving. If you don't believe me, Dad can go to the business hall to pull the call records for you to see."

Aunt Qiu didn't expect the father and son to talk about the day when his wife had an accident, so he smiled instantly.

"Oh." Xing Bailu didn't intend to get up, "That's to admit that my mother didn't call while driving, but you had a fight before she drove, didn't you?"

"That was also a matter of the day..." Xing Yuanlin paused for a moment, then sighed again, "It's all over, I didn't expect her to have a car accident that night, I..."

Xing Bailu didn't want to hear his excuses: "Why didn't you answer the hospital's call?"

Xing Yuanlin was full of remorse: "I was very angry at the time, so I went to the bar to find two friends to drink, and the mobile phone was left in the car. I really didn't see the phone. Xiaolu, you believe me, it is true. I have always been very Sorry, sorry."

"I'm sorry for what you said to me, the person you should be talking about, she can't hear." Xing Bailu patted Aunt Qiu's leg lightly, "Aunt Qiu, help me."

Only then did Aunt Qiu come back to her senses, and carefully helped him up.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Xing Yuanlin hurriedly stood up and said: "When your aunt was taken away by human traffickers, they wanted to break her legs and throw her on the side of the road under the bridge for her to beg. The child broke her leg, and her leg was useless! Later, someone in the mountains wanted to buy a little girl as a child bride, and she..."

"My mother broke a leg in a car accident. The doctor didn't have time to remove the bone because her internal organs were bleeding. I also saw that the finger skin on her right hand was worn away, and even the bones were gone. I can see..." Xing Bailu turned around from the stairs, cut off his words, and said very calmly, "Do you want to be miserable? I'm really sorry, I can't empathize with the story you told. Of course, my mother's car accident I’m afraid you didn’t know much about it after hearing it. But when I think about it, I feel that she is miserable, and I am also miserable. When I was so sad and uncomfortable, you wanted to transfer me to another school, live in school, and leave me far away. I used to think that you were afraid that I would be sad when I saw my mother's office, but now that I think about it, you are probably in a hurry to spare time to help your good sister."

"Master..." Auntie Qiu stood behind and wiped her tears. She was not stupid, and she probably understood everything. She suddenly realized that this Wuyi Xing Bailu didn't go out to play, but went somewhere to be sad. Bar?She really wanted to hug the boy in front of her, but she was afraid that if she hugged him, she would cause him to cry with her.

Xing Yuanlin's voice was a little trembling: "Dad didn't mean that. How could Dad not care about you? I know your mother's death makes you very sad, but your aunt..."

Xing Bailu didn't want to listen, so he continued to interrupt him: "You must pick them up, and I will make trouble. You think this family will never have peace, so you can try it."

After finishing speaking, he didn't want to stay any longer and went straight upstairs.

Xing Yuanlin hurriedly urged Aunt Qiu: "Go up and have a look, he has been unwell today, you must pay attention, and call me if you have anything!"

Aunt Qiu hurriedly followed into Xing Bailu's room.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" The bedroom was pitch black, and Aunt Qiu vaguely saw Xing Bailu sitting on the edge of the bed.

In the darkness, the boy said, "Don't turn on the light, Aunt Qiu."

"what happened?"

There was no answer to this question.

Xing Bailu looked out from the half-opened curtain, and Yan Qiao was standing by the opposite window looking at this side, for an unknown how long he had been standing there.

He is in a bad mood now and doesn't want Yan Qiao to worry.

Aunt Qiu stood there for a while before she heard Xing Bailu calm down and say, "I want my spare phone."

Aunt Qiu brought it to him quickly.

It was the Nokia 3250 he replaced earlier, and it held a lot of weight in his hand.

He took out the cut out outer ring of the phone card from the drawer, and put it in together with the phone card.

He called Yan Qiao.

"Hello?" Yan Qiao answered in seconds.

Xing Bailu said: "I'm going back to my room."

"Why don't you turn on the lights?"

"Just lay on the bed."

"about to sleep?"

"I can't seem to sleep."

"Then I'll talk to you."

"You can ask me the words."

"it is good."

After dozens of rounds, Yan Qiao heard that there was no sound over there.

He didn't call him, but pricked up his ears to listen carefully, and the sound of the boy's continuous breathing came from the receiver.

Is asleep.

Yan Qiao took a deep breath, didn't hang up the phone, and went to bed on tiptoe, not letting herself make any noise.

He occasionally heard the sound of turning over from the other end of the phone. The room was very quiet, and Xiaolu had no nightmares, nor did he wake up in the middle of the night.

Maybe he was too focused on reciting words at night, and Xing Bailu was reciting words in his dreams all night later, but he didn't dream about those messy things.

When he woke up in the morning, he instinctively grabbed the phone on the bedside table to check the time, only to find that he was still on the phone!

Good guy, it's been more than nine hours!

Because his mobile phone was plugged in to charge, the battery is now exhausted.

Did Yan Qiao forget to hang up?

When Xing Bailu wanted to hang up, he was stunned again, and put the phone to his ear to listen.

Yan Qiao doesn't seem to be awake yet, what time did he go to bed last night?

He couldn't help calling him: "Yan Qiao?"

"Um……"

Woke up?

"when did you sleep lastnight?"

"Um……"

Didn't wake up?

Xing Bailu stood up and opened the curtains, but the curtains of the opposite room were closed, and nothing could be seen.He thought for a while, then ran to Yan Qiao's house as quickly as possible after washing.

Tong Qian was humming a song and baking biscuits in the kitchen, but she didn't see Xing Bailu go upstairs.

Yan Qiao didn't even lock the door, but Xing Bailu opened it with a twist.

He really didn't wake up, still holding the phone in one hand, Xing Bailu quietly walked to his bed to tease him.

He bent down and looked at it for a while, intending to pull out his cell phone, but he didn't expect that just as he pulled out Yan Qiao's cell phone, that big hand suddenly grabbed it.

Before Xing Bailu could react, he was directly dragged by a force.

His knee hit the edge of the bed, he couldn't hold it back at all, and fell directly on Yan Qiao.

"Cough... Yan Qiao..."

Only then did Yan Qiao realize that he was not dreaming, he hurriedly let go of the hand holding Xing Bailu's wrist, his face changed greatly in fright and he was about to get up: "Little Lu, how are you?"

"Don't, don't move." Xing Bailu choked out two words, he lay on Yan Qiao's body for a long time, and then said again, "It hurts when you move."

Yan Qiao didn't dare to move:

"How will you be here?"

"I didn't know it was you."

"I thought someone stole my phone in my dream."

Xing Bailu couldn't cry, let alone laugh: "Take it as my fault."

Yan Qiao carefully looked at his face, except that he was a little pale from the pain just now, and he couldn't see how he was feeling.

Xing Bailu regained his strength, looking at Yan Qiao's slightly startled face, he wanted to laugh, now that the pain is gone, he wants to continue teasing him.

"Yan Qiao."

"what happened?"

"It's not an option for me to lie down like this."

"What should I do?"

Xing Bailu patted him on the shoulder: "Otherwise you turn over, put me on the bed, and then help me up."

"Okay." Yan Qiao stretched out his arms to hug him, turned over with a sigh of relief, and lay beside him to protect Xing Bailu.

"Qiao Qiao, what time is it today, why don't you..." Tong Qian pushed the door open and came in just in time to see the scene where Yan Qiao rolled over and pressed Xing Bailu under her body.

Xing Bailu: "..."

Later, as soon as Yan Qiao walked into the kitchen to explain, Tong Qian grabbed her ears.

She lifted him to the edge of the sink, turned on the faucet, and reprimanded her head and face: "Qiao, are you crazy? Xiaolu's injury from saving you is still not healed, how can you... oh, will you?" Something big is going to happen! Besides, you are still young, although your mother does not object to your dating, but you have to put some things back, at least you have an arrangement! Besides, Xiao Lu is not in good health and mood during this time. Well, you are taking advantage of someone's danger!"

Yan Qiao held Tong Qian's hand: "I didn't, Xiaolu tripped over me, I just wanted to help him up."

Tong Qian was stunned: "Just... stumbled?"

"Really, ah, can you let go? My ears are about to fall off."

Tong Qian hurriedly let go, smiled and touched her son's head: "I just said that our family Qiaoqiao inherited your father's good morals, how could he do such a thing."

Yan Qiao rubbed his ears aggrieved: "Didn't you quite believe it just now?"

Tong Qian narrowed her eyes with a smile: "No, no, mom believes you."

After Xing Bailu had an oolong incident at Yan's house, he was embarrassed to stay at Yan's house for breakfast.

However, Tong Qian enthusiastically packed a lot of biscuits for Xing Bailu to take home.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Zhang Qingyou calling him from behind. Zhang Qingyou strode forward, intending to hook Bailu's neck, but also thinking of his injuries, she reluctantly withdrew her hand, and asked him angrily, "You and Yan Qiao went out to play on Wuyi?" , Don’t take me! It’s fine if you don’t take me, the phone still doesn’t work!”

Xing Bailu walked towards the kitchen: "Then why don't you call Yan Qiao?"

Zhang Qingyou hummed: "You can't get through on the phone, why should I call Yan Qiao! Are you being too kind to Yan Qiao? Have you forgotten that I am the bamboo horse you grew up with?"

Xing Bailu smiled: "Last time you told Yan Qiao that you were his serious classmate, Big Yuzi, I won't bring you to create a rift like this."

As he spoke, he went to the kitchen to get a plate and set out all the biscuits in the bag.

There are several kinds of light cookies, milk, chocolate, matcha, eggs, butter, and raisin soft cookies, egg and milk flavored waffles, and two salty biscuits.

Zhang Qingyou grabbed it and ate it: "It's delicious, where did you buy it early in the morning?"

"Mother Yan Qiao made it."

Just as she was talking, Aunt Qiu came down from the stairs and sheaved a sigh of relief when she saw Xing Bailu: "Where did you go? I'll look for you upstairs and downstairs."

Zhang Qingyou said: "Aunt Qiu, why are you looking for him so early in the morning? Can he lose it?"

Xing Bailu also ate a piece of butter cookie: "That's right, I can't lose it. Aunt Qiu and Aunt Tong made it. Come and try it too."

Aunt Qiu walked into the restaurant, a little hesitant to speak.

Xing Bailu stuffed biscuits into her mouth, and said casually, "He's gone out, I know." Finally, he said, "Where's my breakfast, do you want me to eat biscuits to keep me full?"

Aunt Qiu hurriedly went into the kitchen to serve breakfast.

Zhang Qingyou ate another meal.

Xing Bailu couldn't help but said: "Do you want to eat a pig? I just ate at home, and then I ate again."

Zhang Qingyou pursed her mouth: "Aunt Qiu, Xiaolu is scolding you."

Xing Bailu: "..."

After he quarreled with Xing Yuanlin that day, he went on a business trip to negotiate the contract that was delayed by Jiang Huaixia.

After he came back from a business trip, the company was probably very busy, and the father and son hardly saw each other.

Later Xing Bailu thought, in fact, the person who has been avoiding and dare not face is Xing Yuanlin.

It was when my mother just died in the previous life, and it is also this time.

If Xing Yuanlin doesn't want to face it, then don't face it. After all, after the May Day holiday, Zheng Yanling's mother and son didn't move to Yutaki Bend, which is a good thing for Xing Bailu.

The days seem to gradually return to calm.

Half a month later, Fang Conglin really transferred to Tongjia High School.

That day when Xing Bailu went to Class 1 after school, he saw Fang Conglin crying at the door holding Yan Qiao, and many students came out to watch.

Xing Bailu stepped forward and asked Yan Qiao what happened.