The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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It was only then that Xiao Su realized that Zhao Yan couldn't see him, so he retreated to the wall, gradually returning his figure to its original shape.

Zhao Yan had already walked through the gate at this time, staring intently at the dinner restaurant across the road.My stomach gurgled for a long time, and I was really hungry.

"Yanyan." Xiao Su called him for the second time, his voice trembling slightly, "Zhaoyan."

Zhaoyan stopped again and turned around in confusion.

The two looked at each other.

Xiao Su couldn't stop smiling, his eyes were still red.

Zhaoyan was startled when he saw his attire clearly, his startled lips parted slightly, and he asked uncertainly, "Excuse me, are you calling me?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Xiao Su's eyes, and he stepped forward: "You don't know me?"

Zhaoyan shook his head, and cautiously took a few steps back to put distance between the two of them: "What's the matter with you..."

Xiao Su took the other party's shrunken appearance into his eyes, looked down at the soul-inducing lamp in his hand, and then turned his head to look at Zhao Yan, even though he was puzzled, he forcibly restrained his inner impulse so as not to disturb the other party.

"I'm here to find you." + Xiao Su's handsome face could hardly express, "Where are you going?"

Zhao Yan tilted his head slightly, as if looking at Xiao Su.

He didn't answer directly, but asked the same question as Xiao Su when we first met: "Are you filming?"

Xiao Su was stunned for a moment: "Because my clothes are different from yours, so you ask that?"

"Yeah." Zhao Yan nodded, "Your clothes are very beautiful. I've only seen them on TV."

"You look beautiful in it too." Xiao Su said, "I saw you wearing it, and it fits you well."

Zhaoyan's eyes were full of confusion, he lowered his eyes, and because he was uncomfortable, his hands gripped the strap of the schoolbag more and more tightly: "I didn't, go through. You must have mistaken someone, I have to go."

Xiao Su became anxious: "You don't speak continuously because you were hit on the head by your father when you were a child, right? Not only that, but you also have many injuries on your body. Your father likes to drink, and he often hits you."

Zhaoyan raised his head abruptly, and looked at Xiao Su in a daze.

"Yanyan, how old are you this year?" Xiao Su couldn't control his footsteps anymore, he walked up to Zhaoyan, tucked the soul-inducing lamp into his sleeve, and gently held the other's slender shoulders, "Eighteen ?”

Zhaoyan shook his head: "Seventeen... There are still two months left, that's it."

"Two months?" Xiao Su frowned, and the next second he smiled, his handsome face looked very gentle because of the doting curve of his lips, "Did I come early?"

Zhaoyan couldn't understand what he was saying.

Xiao Su's hand on his shoulder was scorching hot, not from the heat from the sun in August, but from an inexplicable temperature that could be transmitted to his blood through the thin school uniform and flesh.

The heartbeat therefore speeds up.

Because of the close distance, he smelled the sandalwood on Xiao Su's body, which was light, elegant and very nice.

Zhaoyan swallowed nervously: "alpha?"

Xiao Su could understand this word, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew stronger: "Well, I am your picker."

Zhaoyan's eyelashes trembled.

It seems that there is no way to communicate with this person in front of him.

But the inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart made Zhaoyan feel that something was wrong with him.Is this the pheromone that matches him? Why does it feel like something is missing, but it smells really comfortable...

Zhaoyan's cheeks turned red suddenly.

He hurriedly broke free from Xiao Su's hands, and backed away: "I'm going to buy food."

"I'll walk with you." Xiao Su followed, "I'll buy what you want to eat."

"No, I'm not familiar with you." Zhaoyan walked to the side of the road, looked around, saw no car, and hurriedly walked.

Xiao Suqi followed closely behind, "Yanyan."

Zhaoyan's pace quickened.

The other party must have investigated him, just like the alpha who was pestering him in the next class recently.Know not only your own name, but also your family.

It's really scary.

Zhao Yan ran into the restaurant, there were many people inside, his thin body disappeared as soon as he squeezed in.

Xiao Su also wanted to go in, but the restaurant became more noisy because of his arrival.Some people started whispering, and some suddenly took out a square object and held it up at him.

Also flashed.

Dazzling, repulsive.

In the noise, he heard a stranger say: "Look at that person, is he a movie star?"

"Wow, so handsome!!! The aura is fully open, it's like a god!"

"Can I ask him for his autograph? Huh..."

Xiao Su keenly noticed that several people were walking towards him with a clear purpose, the flames between his brows had a tendency to rise, and his fierce eyes swept over everyone, making them flinch in fear for an instant.

Xiao Su leaned against the door, with his outstanding height, he could clearly see the packaged food inside.

Not long after, Zhaoyan came out with a white plastic bag.

He met Xiao Su's gaze at a glance, and his whole body trembled in fright.In the next second, he immediately hugged the food in his hand and ran towards home.

Xiao Su never expected Zhaoyan's reaction when he saw him.

He took out the soul-inducing lamp from his sleeve, at this moment he very, very, desperately wanted to send this thing back to Zhaoyan's body, let Zhaoyan recover his memory, and let him stand obediently in the same place, waiting for him to take him into his arms.

With this kind of thought, Xiao Su's figure immediately disappeared in place.

No consideration was given to the eyes of the onlookers.

They opened their mouths in shock, and rushed to the place where Xiao Su was, only to find that there was really no one there, thinking that they had seen a ghost.

After Zhaoyan ran away, he looked back several times to make sure that the strange person hadn't caught up.

He breathed a sigh of relief, quickened his pace and walked back with the boxed lunch.

Perhaps because of restlessness, Zhaoyan didn't pay attention to his feet when he walked through the alley, tripped over a stone lying on the side of the road, and fell forward hard.

The clothes in summer were thin, Zhaoyan's knees rubbed against the ground, and a layer of skin was quickly torn off that fair skin.

But it wasn't the bleeding knees and palms that worried him.

The two boxes of meals and vegetables scattered all over the floor were earned by him after spending several hours.This was dinner for him and his father, and the change was no longer enough for him to buy a new one...

Zhao Yan knelt on the ground, and put the rice that didn't touch the ground into the box bit by bit.His head was lowered so that people could not see his expression clearly.

A hand was suddenly stretched out in front of him.

His bones were slender, his complexion was fair, and he exuded a hint of sandalwood.

Zhaoyan raised his head and looked at the person who came up.

Xiao Su saw Zhaoyan's red eyes, bent down, and lifted Zhaoyan from the ground who had been reluctant to hand over to him.

Zhaoyan's eyelids drooped, his nose was red, and there were already tears in his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" Xiao Su held his cold hand, and the scratches disappeared little by little where his fingertips touched, "Where else is there besides the hand?"

Zhaoyan wiped away tears with his arm, and after seeing this unbelievable scene clearly, his eyes widened in surprise.

Turning the hand that was in pain but intact at this time over and over again, after confirming that the other party was not juggling, Zhao Yan said in disbelief with the same crying voice as in Xiao Su's memory: "You...you are..."

Xiao Su inspected his body, and found the other party's knee showing a slight color of blood.Raising his hand for the second time, the black mist circled around Zhaoyan's leg and healed the wound.

Even the frayed trousers were restored.

"Silver taels." After finishing all this, Xiao Su put the ancient silver coins in Zhaoyan's palm, "Stop crying, go and buy another copy of what you want."

Zhaoyan looked at Xiao Su's face, and then at the too old currency in his hand, his eyelashes trembled violently.

"Not enough?" Xiao Su took out the purse from his waist and put it in Zhao Yan's palm.

"This...isn't..." Zhaoyan held the heavy object in his palm, and then he took out the common currency of the ABO world from his pocket with trembling hands, "Our place is different from what you gave..."

"It's also simple." As soon as Xiao Su finished speaking, the money in Zhao Yan's hand turned into a coin with the same shape as Zhao Yan's, "How many do you want?"

Zhaoyan has long since stopped believing in the theory of ghosts and gods, but what he saw almost shook the atheism he had believed in for many years.He reached out and rubbed his wet eyes in surprise: "I'm dreaming..."

Xiao Su immediately pulled him into his arms, his thin body, warm touch, and sweet peach scent, all of these were no different from those in his memory.

Xiao Su couldn't help tightening his arms, clasping the back of his small head in his arms, his eyes were reddish, and his voice was hoarse: "Yanyan, this is not a dream."

Zhao Yan slammed his head into the opponent's broad and hot chest, Xu Shi hadn't recovered from the shock just now, his expression was a little dazed, and he even forgot to struggle.

"...Is it a god?" Zhaoyan opened his mouth lightly and asked cautiously.

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