See you on the rooftop

Yuan Yao went to the rooftop to answer Yuan Xiangyang's call.

Yuan Xiangyang was on a mission outside, so it was not easy to make a phone call, so he called as soon as he said, without giving Yuan Yao any preparation.

After such a long time, he had time to find out from Yuan Yao about his recent study and life.

According to Yuan Xiangyang's intention, it is fine for Yuan Yao and Wishing to have a normal relationship, and try to keep a distance between them when going to and from school, not too close, and there is no need to treat them like enemies.

But Yuan Yao objected, saying that if you don't have a close relationship, why should you get close?

Yuan Xiangyang also knew that he was afraid.

As a father, he felt so guilty towards his son that it was about to overflow.He also had no way to say to his son, then you go, stand under the sun.

Because he can't do it himself.

Yuan Xiangyang also asked him how he got along with Wishing, Yuan Yao said it was okay, even though he had little contact with each other and didn't talk much.Yuan Xiangyang said, wish this kid will behave like his father, he is so easy to bully, please don't bully him.

Thinking about the paper tiger that made a wish, Yuan Yao let out a "hmm", acquiescing to the fact that "making a wish is easy to bully".

The rain had almost stopped, and the damp water vapor climbed up Yuan Yao's body like snake sticky.

He was shivering from the cold and circling around on the rooftop irritably.

Yuan Yao has been like this all the time, whenever he talks to Yuan Xiangyang on the phone, he can't calm down, his heart is agitated, and he has nothing to do.

"Dad, when will your mission end?" he asked.

Yuan Xiangyang sighed over there, "I will definitely not come back this year."

Yuan Yao silently counted the remaining months of this year and said, "Then try to come back after New Year's Day, and I will move out when you come back."

"So you don't want to live with Xu Yuan?" Yuan Xiangyang asked.

"Not safe." Yuan Yao whispered.

Afterwards, the father and son had a tacit understanding and fell into silence together.

Yuan Xiangyang's tone was filled with guilt: "It's been many years since that happened."

"Wait until you leave."

After Yuan Yao finished speaking, it was not too early to see the time.

Standing on the roof of a residential building, he looked at the large, dilapidated open space in the northern suburbs, and said softly, "I'm going to rest, Dad, you should go early too."

Yuan Yao stayed on the rooftop for half an hour, and made a wish and stood at the door of the house to accompany him for half an hour.

He was downstairs, and couldn't hear what the father and son were talking about on the rooftop, but could only vaguely hear someone talking in the sky.

At this time, the corridor seems to be a space-time tunnel that has traveled through more than ten years, picking up all the lost time.

In the dimly lit corridor, Yuan Yao went down the stairs.

Wishing leaned against the door frame and yawned.

After seeing the gradually familiar figure clearly, Yuan Yao was stunned for a few seconds, then waved his hand and made a wish to enter the room, "Don't stand at the door."

He looked around, as if on purpose, "Where's Gu Yuanhang?"

Make a wish and say: "Let's go."

Yuan Yao's tone was a bit strange: "Why don't you stay longer?"

"Because it's late."

Wishing didn't notice anything strange at all, and didn't think too much about it. Seeing that his complexion was not very good, he wanted to say something to cheer up the atmosphere, and followed Yuan Yao like a bug, with an unusually gentle tone: "Who's calling?"

"My Father."

"Oh..." Wishing probably only made him so anxious with Uncle Yuan's phone call, "You didn't sue me, did you?"

Yuan Yao replied in seconds: "I sue."

Not only did he answer in seconds, but he also had a sincere look on his face, and he couldn't tell that he was lying at all.

"Huh?" Xu Yuan suddenly raised his head and stared at him, a little nervous.

Because he was afraid that Yuan Xiangyang would tell Yu Lanzhen that at that time it would not only be as simple as being scolded, but his mother would beat him to death.

"You said it was raining and you asked me to buy you food, and you said you would follow me if you didn't go to school well."

After Yuan Yao finished speaking such a long sentence in one breath, he showed an unprecedented smug smile at Wishing, turned around and pinched the corner of the hem of the clothes, raised his arms, and took off the wet clothes that had been blown cold by the wind.

As soon as he took off his clothes, he made a wish and saw the scar on Yuan Yao's body again.

Wishing originally wanted to scold him a few words, but his attention was all attracted by this "record".He had seen this injury a long time ago, so he didn't intend to ask, after all, it was not his business.

He still couldn't help asking, "Hello."

"What?" Yuan Yao held the wet clothes in his arms, turned his face sideways and wiped his hair.

"How did you get the scar on your body, did you fight?"

"Not counting."

"Slapped?"

"Ah."

Wishing to open his eyes wide, "Your father?"

"No, it's the punks I met on the way home from school. I'm young and I can't do it anymore, so I let them bully me," Yuan Yao's tone seemed to be talking about the tug-of-war competition with his classmates when he was young, "So I worked hard to exercise and put myself If you train so strong, you won't be bullied."

"..."

Wishing to imitate his usual appearance, he sneered, "You think I'm so easy to coax? How many of these were cut with knives."

"Really?" Yuan Yao glanced at his body extremely perfunctorily, his eyes flicked unnaturally, "I didn't pay attention."

The wish was completely speechless, and it was obvious that Yuan Yao didn't want to say it.

If you don't want to say it, forget it.

Seeing Yuan Yao's hostile appearance, coupled with the fact that he is still unwilling to get in touch with him, Wishing has no choice but to suspect that this person has really been in a juvenile detention center.Or it was himself, which was really annoying.

Thinking of this, Wishing's mood became a little bit depressed, even though he didn't want to admit it.

"I'm going back to my room, call me after you take a shower."

Wishing to pack up the test papers and pens on the table in the living room, picked up the schoolbag, turned off the light in the living room, and the whole living room was plunged into darkness.

"Yeah." Yuan Yao shook his wet clothes and walked to the bathroom.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and everyone in the family courtyard was in good health. The lights in the buildings had already been turned off, and the living room of Xu's family was so dark that it was almost impossible to see the road.

Yuan Yao was tall, and walked recklessly, the two walked straight and turned left, and bumped into each other within two steps.

However, Yuan Yao bumped into the place where Wishing had been vaccinated. The pain was so painful that Wishing gasped, and leaned against the wall all of a sudden, clutching his arm. He didn't know whether it was the needle eye or his arm that was swollen.

In fact, it only hurt a little, but he had to seize this opportunity.

"It hurts..." Xu Yuan grabbed him and refused to let him go.

It doesn't matter if you don't pull it. After pulling it, he realized that he forgot that Yuan Yao was naked.

The wishing paw moved and squeezed.

The man's arms were muscular and elastic, and after being exposed to the rain, they were cold, giving him a sense of security.

Don't panic, make a wish, you are all men.

□□And clothes, no difference.

It's all skins!

He took out the sentence "What are you afraid of? You are not the one who likes men" that he had tried a lot when dealing with Yuan Yao, and forced himself to be calm and calm in the face of danger.

But before he could smooth out this sentence, he heard Yuan Yao say coldly: "How long do you want to touch?"

Embarrassed when making a wish, he quickly pulled away from the perverted enjoyment of pinching his roommate's cock, and quickly covered his arm, "I didn't touch it."

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Yuan Yao realized his conscience, stopped and asked him: "Does it hurt?"

While he wasn't paying attention, Wishing pulled up the schoolbag strap, hung the schoolbag behind Yuan Yao, swung it forward forcefully, and the schoolbag hit Yuan Yao's ass all at once!

Let you spank my ass last time!

This blow was not light, and Yuan Yao couldn't stand still and took a step forward. He put his hands on the door frame of the bathroom, didn't react for a while, and watched Xu Wish running away with oil on his feet.

He reached out to grab it, but he couldn't even reach the hem of his clothes.

Wishing has already run into the bedroom, quietly opened the door, the light of the bedroom against his face.

"When you come out, you always have to pay it back!"

Early the next morning.

The two people's going out times are no longer staggered, and they wish to go out early and keep up with Yuan Yao's footsteps.

Yuan Yao refused to let him follow, so he naturally quickened his pace, standing by the roadside for a while from time to time, thinking that Wishing would go first.

Wishing and ignoring him, with his hands in his pockets, slouching, wrapped in a loose blue school uniform, hiding a fair face from the collar, and followed slowly behind.

Yuan Yao also slowed down, taking a rare moment to look at this old street.

Many people formed a circle and watched the excitement next to the community sports lottery shop.

There is a big blackboard sign hanging at the entrance of the lottery shop, on which there are three big characters written in flying and phoenix dances: Scratch.

Wishing was still standing under a tree not far away, watching a group of people gather together, completely forgetting about going to school.

Hey, why did Yuan Yao come over?

Yuan Yao chose a scratch card, took out his phone and prepared to scan the QR code to pay.

Make a wish and quickly took out his mobile phone to send him a WeChat message:

—You want to shave too?I want to come and see you shave

After thinking about it, he also added a [poor/] expression.

Yuan Yao saw the news.

In the end, the pitiful expression didn't work, Yuan Yao didn't reply to him, put away his phone, and made a "get out" gesture to him.

"..."

The wishing heart was broken all over the ground, and I couldn't pick it up.

Then, Yuan Yao took the scratch card, carried the schoolbag in one hand, and held the coin in the other hand, and scratched the card hard on the wooden table.

And then... A burst of small cheers erupted from the crowd, and everyone looked sideways at this tall young man with a strange face.

As for Yuan Yao, his expression was indifferent, as if he wasn't the winner.

The owner of the sports betting shop is new to this community and not a resident here. What he likes is that there are many elderly people here, the mobility is not high, and there are many people who like to buy lottery tickets. As a result, he won a 10 yuan The exchange of money for 500 yuan was a good start, and he was beaming. He greeted the guests and said: "Oh, the students are lucky, and the exam luck must be good. Everyone, I have a lot of scratch games here. Come and try them all. 10 yuan a piece, it’s not a loss if you buy it..."

Yuan Yao didn't listen to his greeting. After the WeChat transfer was received, he carefully checked the winning amount, and picked up the cardboard card he had won.

He asked, "Can I take away this winning scratch-off?"

"This is not good, we have to keep this." The boss said quickly.

Yuan Yao nodded, turned around and made a way out of the crowd, and left without waiting for a wish.

Make a wish and try your best to guess how much money he has won.

Before he had time to send a WeChat question, his cell phone vibrated three times as if lying in the pocket of his school uniform.

one two Three--

He swiped open the lock screen of the phone and found that all three were Yuan Yao's.

——[Transfer] Please confirm the payment

- unlucky

——Transport for you

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Wish:?i don't want your money