My Bamboo Horse Can't Be the Gold Master [Entertainment Circle]

In Bei Yao's memory, this was the first time Wen Ye gave him a good face.Wen Ye, who had always looked at her with straight eyebrows, was actually smiling. That hearty smile made the stars in the sky light up.

Even though he was scolded, Bei Yao was still happy.Wen Ye didn't say he didn't want to, so it's a tacit consent, right?

Just because of such a trivial matter, the wound on Bei Yao's hand didn't feel so painful anymore.

Bei Yao stared at Wen Ye from top to bottom, and Wen Ye's trembling Adam's apple swayed brightly in front of his eyes when he laughed heartily.

Ever since he first noticed the small bump on Wen Ye's neck, he had been curious.

After half a semester, there was not much change in Bei Yao's place, but Wen Ye's Adam's apple was even more enticing to touch him.

It's also a man, why does he have it and I don't?

Why does it not show up here when he develops?

The relationship between the two of them used to be the same, and Bei Yao didn't dare to make mistakes. After going through this side-by-side battle today, Wen Ye agreed to call him A Ye, and laughed at himself.

Driven by curiosity, Bei Yao stood up from the sofa, with his upper body over the coffee table, leaning forward slightly.

He raised his finger to touch Wen Ye's neck, and the pad of his index finger gently slid back and forth on his Adam's apple, tracing the shape of the protrusion, and feeling the vibration frequency there when he laughed.

When the fingertips slid to the highest point, Bei Yao exerted a little force and pressed lightly. It was hard and soft at the same time. It was a wonderful and indescribable feeling.

"What are you groping for?" Wen Ye came to his senses, and it took a second before he waved Bei Yao's hand away.

Bei Yao smiled foolishly, and touched his own with the finger that touched Wen Ye's Adam's apple: "Your one is so convex, when will mine be as convex as yours."

Wen Ye's tense nerves relaxed, he was not used to being touched by others, and then he sneered, "How old are you, brat."

If it were someone else, the self-esteem stimulated by calling Wen Ye would have been seriously frustrated, but Bei Yao acted as if nothing had happened, and even started a discussion with Wen Ye: "Yeah, I don't have to touch it, so I want to touch yours." Well, can you let me touch it again?" Saying that, he really stretched his arms.

Wen Ye opened the extended hand and said, "Go touch someone else's, don't touch me."

Bei Yao said bitterly, "Who should I touch?"

Wen Ye wondered, "Don't you have a brother?"

Bei Yao was very depressed: "I'm the only one in my family. There are only cousins ​​and cousins. There are no cousins ​​and cousins. The neighbors are all girls. Hey... I can't just grab a stranger on the street and touch him."

"Where's your dad?"

"My dad is busy and doesn't go home. Every time he sees me, he forces me to read a book, but he can't touch it. My mother doesn't have one."

"No wonder you don't have any manliness at all. You gritted your teeth in fights, and spent a long time playing with women every day, trying to learn the tricks those women use." Wen Ye finally understood what made this man's listless personality and cowardice. What is the root cause of the attitude.Environmental factors and the people around him have a great influence on the formation of a person's character. Look, Bei Yao just followed him for a few months, and now he dares to wave a branch to meet the enemy. Didn't it happen under his own influence? change?Wen Ye shamelessly put gold on his face, and when it was over, he still warned with a fierce face, "Don't touch me indiscriminately in the future! Otherwise, be careful that I will break your claws!"

Wen Ye, who was showing a fierce face, was particularly terrifying. Bei Yao backed away, protecting his good hand with his small hand, and hit the sofa with the back of his knee. Bei Yao lost his balance and fell backwards.

"Ah!" Bei Yao yelled in fright, his hands were like a person who fell into the water suddenly, gliding wildly in mid-air.That look, stupid crying.

Wen Ye sneered and said, "Look at how cowardly you are!"

Bei Yao got up from the sofa with a smirk, feeling that he was a bit ashamed just now, so he changed the subject and asked, "Do you live alone?"

Wen Ye said two words coldly: "Yes."

Bei Yao waited for a long time, but didn't wait for the next words, and Wen Ye's face was not happy, and he didn't seem to continue talking.

Bei Yao didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere turned cold in vain.He walked around in each room on his own. The decoration in the room was similar to the outside, still very simple, simple like a dormitory, not like a home, without any sense of warmth.

Bei Yao's father often doesn't come home, and he and Bei's mother live in the house most of the time.Although Mama Bei is very busy with work in the hospital and has to work the night shift every few days, the house is well organized.There are not many furniture, but there are trinkets everywhere, the wedding photos of Papa Bei and Mama Bei, the commemorative photos of Bei Yao's first birthday, and the family portrait of a family of three, revealing the warmth of becoming a monk everywhere.

But Wen Ye has nothing here, not even a photo.

If the clothes and books are removed, it will be as if no one has ever lived in this house.

"Damn it, the stinky bastard dares to beat me, brothers, come on!"

Without thinking, these words jumped out of Bei Yao's mind.Bei Yao turned around, looked straight at Wen Ye and asked, "What is a wild species? Why did those people call you that?"

The word "wild species" is like Wen Ye's reverse scale. His expression has just eased, and he is as cold as frost in an instant, with a terrifying hostility that cannot be concealed from all over his body: "Get out!"

When Wen Ye said this word, Bei Yao couldn't believe what he heard.

Wen Ye told him to get out.

why?

Just because of his problem?

Bei Yao didn't even have time to ask further, Wen Ye had already grabbed his arm, without giving him any explanation, directly threw him out of his house, and slammed the door hard.

Bei Yao hugged his sore arm and sat on the ground blankly.

He knew he was asking the wrong question, but right now he had no time to think about the answer to the question he asked.

Bei Yao turned his head and lay on the door, slapping it non-stop, apologizing over and over again, but Wen Ye didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, as if the people in the room had completely disappeared.

That day, Bei Yao apologized for a long time at the door, and kept seeking Wen Ye's forgiveness, but to no avail.

Bei Yao went home dejectedly, thinking of letting Wen Ye calm down for a night, and then come to apologize to him the next day, but he still couldn't knock on Wen Ye's door, and couldn't hear a response from the other party.

He put his ears on the door, held his breath, and listened with his heart. It was quiet inside and there was no movement.

Every day during the holiday, Bei Yao would come to Wen Ye's house to report. Wen Ye was like a determined person, locking the door tightly from beginning to end.

Once the neighbor next door saw Bei Yao, who used to appear with Wen Ye often. The neighbor recognized him and said, "Son, don't come looking for him. The young man who lives here is not at home."

Bei Yao asked politely, "Auntie, do you know where he went?"

The neighbor shook his head and said, "Probably go home for the New Year."

This time, Bei Yao suddenly realized that Wen Ye was a transfer student, Wen Ye lived alone, and it was winter vacation, so Wen Ye just went home to celebrate the New Year?

"Thank you, auntie!" Bei Yao smiled sweetly, thinking about it, she felt relieved.

When I got home, I picked up the desk calendar that Bei Yao had never had before, and counted the days, looking forward to the start of school soon.

In this way, he can apologize to Wen Ye, call him A Ye, buy him breakfast, make him a tail after school, and be his little brother.

The dates on the desk calendar were marked with huge cross marks one after another by Bei Yao. Seeing that the registration date was getting closer and closer, the smile on Bei Yao's face was getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't hold back in his heart, thinking anxiously, why? School hasn't started yet.

That anxious attitude startled Mother Bei, maybe her son is bewitched by evil spirits?

On a rare trip home, Papa Bei threw 500 yuan in New Year's money to his son, chanted a few words to him, didn't even eat lunch, and turned his head to leave.

Mother Bei kept him and said, "Let's go after dinner."

Papa Bei waved his hand and said without looking back, "The store is busy, and I have a dinner party at noon."

Mother Bei sighed, opened and closed her mouth, but finally said nothing, shook her head and went into the kitchen to cook.