There was no class on Tuesday afternoon, so Ji Yang came to the library to borrow books, but unexpectedly ran into the red-haired gangster who fought last time.

"You're here. I don't know where you live, so I've been guarding the library." The red-haired man walked over with a smile. He was about 20 years old, slightly shorter than Ji Yang, but with a rough figure and a beast-like face. He was more manly. The type looks thicker than Ji Yang.

Ji Yang frowned, looked around subconsciously, and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

The red-haired man seemed not to see Ji Yang's indifference, and said with a smile, "I'm alone. Have you eaten yet? Let me treat you to dinner."

Ji Yang strode into the library and said indifferently, "I'll go home and eat."

The red-haired man also followed in, and said with a shy face, "Can I go to your house? I'm shopping for vegetables."

Ji Yang habitually settles the accounts first. A child costs ten yuan for food, and he adds up to a total of 55, which is 550 yuan. Then he glanced at the red-haired man and rolled his eyes.This person probably knew that his family's population would not be so generous, although he didn't bother to let him treat, and the children didn't eat dinner every day, otherwise they would be exhausted from cooking.

"What do you want to eat? I'll go shopping first. By the way, what's your phone number? I'll come here to find you after I buy it?" the red-haired man said happily.

Ji Yang couldn't shake off this tail, so he asked helplessly, "Why are you following me?"

"Because I like you." The red-haired man said with a smile.

Ordinary straight men may not think it's a big deal, they just take it as a joke when they hear such words, but Ji Yang and Lin Mo have always been in a relationship, and they are very sensitive to matters between men and women, so they immediately recognized what this bastard meant.

Ji Yang immediately looked left and right, he was relieved to find no one around, and his face darkened.

The red-haired man didn't expect Ji Yang to be so sharp, and his expression was a little embarrassed: "Hey, I'm just kidding, you helped me last time, it's normal for me to thank you."

Ji Yang sneered: "Thank you? Then who was the one who wanted to hit me?"

When he suddenly met such a person, he was not in the mood to wander around casually. He quickly grabbed a few books he needed and headed out.

The red-haired man was embarrassed and followed Ji Yang step by step.

After leaving the library, the red-haired man still followed.Ji Yang ignored him, went to the vegetable market near the school to buy vegetables, and chose a piece of pork belly at the pork shop, and the red-haired man immediately paid the bill.

Ji Yang's hand to take out his wallet stopped, and he pursed his lips to look at the red-haired man.

"Let's go, buy something else." The boy said, holding the meat.

Today's red hair seems to be extraordinarily handsome, wearing a sportswear, looking much more comfortable than last time, only then did Ji Yang realize that this boy is much younger than himself.

Looking at the somewhat familiar face, Ji Yang's face was uncertain.

"What's your name?" Ji Yang asked.

The red-haired man seemed to have just remembered, and shouted: "Ah, haven't I told you your name yet? My name is Mou Lei."

Ji Yang's whole body was shocked, and he turned his head away before Mou Lei found out: "Let's go, let's go buy vegetables."

Mou Lei glanced at Ji Yang, and followed obediently.

It seems that Mou Xiaolei didn't recognize him, he just thought he was someone similar to himself. After all, after more than six years, from the age of 17 to 23, he has changed a lot. Sometimes, he feels strange to himself in his memory. So is the weak and pitiful person himself?Now he probably couldn't bear it for a moment.

For Mou Xiaolei, Ji Yang has very complicated feelings, probably because he likes and dislikes him.Children are the most changeable, treat him well when he is good, and be the most ruthless when he is bad.At that time, he didn't care too much, Mou Xiaolei was kind to him, and most of the time he was bullying him, a mouth that had no taboos could always piss him off, but thinking about it now, he can feel the warmth.I still remember that it was cold and cold that day, he was collecting firewood behind the house, cold and hungry, Mou Xiaolei poked a freshly cooked pig's trotter from the kitchen with chopsticks, and he and he took a bite, it was soft and glutinous, and the bite was full of fat The taste of the meat is the most delicious thing he has ever eaten.

Anyway, Mou Dafu's death was also caused by him, Ji Yang suddenly couldn't face him calmly, so he could only continue to put on a cold face.

After buying vegetables, Ji Yang walked home as if no one was around, and did not stop Mou Xiaolei from following.

When he got home, Ji Yang didn't greet Mou Xiaolei, but walked into the kitchen with the dishes.

Mou Lei moved a chair to follow him in, and sat on the chair instead, lying on the back of the chair to watch Ji Yang skillfully handle the ingredients, the smile in his eyes grew stronger the more he looked at it.

"Do you often cook?" Mou Lei asked.

"En." Ji Yang responded lightly.

Mou Lei murmured absentmindedly: "It's really similar." If there was no such thing, my brother would cook for himself like now.Behind Ji Yang's back, Mou Lei's eyes turned red quietly.

Mou Lei's voice was very low, while Ji Yang was chopping vegetables, he couldn't hear "咚咚咚", it was just a word "like", and he immediately understood what he meant.

The corner of Ji Yang's mouth twitched. Could it be the same person?

Soon Ji Yang made two meat, two vegetables and one soup, and they served it to the dinner table together.

The two of them didn't speak during the meal. Mou Lei changed his normal routine and became silent. He picked up a piece of stir-fried cucumber and put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly a few times, then took a few mouthfuls of rice, and lowered his head to eat vigorously.

Ji Yang glanced at him.If he really didn't know this person, he probably wouldn't feel anything, but looking at this tall and tall Mou Lei, he felt inexplicably distressed.

Without raising his head, Mou Lei ate two big bowls of rice, wiped his mouth and left.He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to help crying.

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